Saturday, June 28, 2008

Kimbell: This Weekend.


Arrival of the Normandy Train, Gare Saint-Lazare,
1877 Claude Monet

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We have talked about it. It's here. I'll miss the opening but will get there before closing. If you go send me a review. Thanks.

Kimbell Art Museum
3333 Camp Bowie Boulevard
Fort Worth, Texas 76107-2792
Main: 817-332-8451
Metro: 817-654-1034
Fax: 817-877-1264

website: http://impressionists.kimbellart.org/

Friday, June 27, 2008

Facebook, Deux.

Waterfall / Nancy Merkle
http://small-impressions.blogspot.com/




So much for, "we're one big happy Facebook family."

The son informed me today that it was one thing when I got on, male respect for male privacy and all, another when mom gets on and starts writing "cute" next to his pictures (she did), and inviting her grandmom friends to be his friend (which he has ignored) -- that was pushing the limits of filial obligation.

Can you blame him? What self-respecting guy wants his mother (or father) and her friends tailing around. I surely didn't. I loved my mother very much; but she was mom, not a frat sister.

It's like throwing a party at college and your parents showing up to jump in the mash pit, or is it mosh pit? That's the problem with my generation. We can't leave well enough alone. Our parents didn't show up at every event we had . . . they didn't hope to be invited. We respected them, that was enough.

So I say, let the kids have the Facebook, or their own Facebook sites anyway...

Ahh ... brb... getting text on iphone...

(P.S. -- my wife and I have had long laughs over this)

Thursday, June 26, 2008

Facebook.

I heard about Facebook through the youngest son 3 or 4 years ago. He was a participant and suggested I get on for the fun of it. I did and looked at it all of about 5 times in a year.

About a month ago a few people I know began asking me if I was a subscriber to which I applied to the affirmative. Now a wave has hit with all my children, many old friends, and even old high school buddies checking in. I don't know if it's just me or if the Facebook wave has finally caught on to the boomers. If it has -- look for growth.

I admit, I like to look at the pictures of old friends and their children and to catch in a non-intrusive way. It's "hey, I'm here, loved the kids pictures," and move on. They do the same to me. We exchange a quick email or two and then continue looking in as occasions warrant.

Facebook is a great idea for the 45 - 60 age group who are curious about people they knew well -- in years past.

To put it in a broader philosophical context, applications like Facebook are about the person living as he always has, with a desire to know others. I can bemoan the loss of the cross-Atlantic letter-writing of two separated friends, but there is no going back, at least in that context. This is the world we live in, and it's not so bad.