I am one of those people who gets a bit pissy when things change without warning. Change can be a good thing but sometimes, change is bad. And right now, I'm looking at the word "change" and it just looks funny. Have you ever looked at the way a word is spelled and thought to yourself, "that just does not look right" and you grab a dictionary to make sure it's the correct spelling and it is but it still just looks funny and somehow I've once again gone off on a tangent that has nothing to do with the topic at hand, which is Change and that word still looks funny to me.
Anyway. The latest thing to change, and not for the better in MY opinion, is Facebook. I kind of have a love/hate thing going on with Facebook. On one hand, Facebook has allowed me to reconnect with people from high school, some of whom I was happy to hear from while others...meh, kinfolk, friends from the racing world, friends of Thing 1 who are more than happy to be throw him under the bus and rat him out for a small payment of Devil's Food Chocolate Donuts and before anyone thinks I'm creepy for "friending" Thing 1's cronies, let me make it quite clear that THEY sent the friend requests and not the other way around.
The downside to Facebook is that there are people who think if we went to the same elementary school together or lived in the same neighborhood back in the 1970's but were NEVER even on a nodding acquaintance have decided that we must be Facebook Friends. And I don't wanna. Seriously, I got a FB friend request from someone who was a member of the slacker, stoner loser group that hung out on the corner where the mailbox was, which is why the name of that group was known as The Mailbox Gang and why she thought I would be interested in being FB friends with her is beyond me. And honestly, there's a couple of people from my HS that I'm FB friends with that I really don't want to be anymore because about the only thing we have in common is that we went to the same high school at the same time.
So Facebook has decided to change their format for the third time to focus on apps and games and chats which to me means Strike Three Yer Out! There's a rumor that Facebook is going to a subscription membership in July and count me out. You couldn't pay me to have to pay to use Facebook. It's moderate fun for me but that's about it.
Another change that has happened in the last few days was with my XM Satellite Radio. Now I love me my XM Radio so much although I was pretty pissed off when XM merged with Sirius and my beloved Fungus 53 Punk Rock station was eliminated. The only time I listen to regular radio anymore is when I'm driving the Red Rocket which doesn't have satellite radio. I pretty much just listen to about 4 or 5 stations on XM: B.B. King's Bluesville, Boneyard, Little Steven's Underground Garage and Deep Tracks. Well, a couple of days ago, I noticed that Deep Tracks seemed to be on a Who kick. At first I though it was just a block of Who songs but it was All Who, All the Time. I mean, I like the Who just fine but I can only listen to so much Who before it gets old, real fast. So there was a break in between Who songs and the station identification thingy said I was listening to The Who Channel and I'm all what the hell where's my Deep Tracks? Seriously, who wants to hear non-stop Who? Not me.
Luckily, I found out the Who Channel is only temporary and it's just a promotion because the Who will be performing at the Superbowl which is a stupid promotion if you ask me and I know that the Powers That Be at XM didn't ask me because if they did ask me I'd tell that that it's a stupid promotion and to have like an hour of Who at the most but not DAYS of Who just because they're going to be smashing guitars, which is SO 1969, at the Superbowl.
And the icing on the Cake of Change? I went to get TheManTheMyth his breakfast from the Crack House (Del Taco) and they changed the menu! I always order TheManTheMyth a Number 1, which is a Del Combo burrito, fries and a drink. But now the Number 1 is some sort of taco meal and the Del Combo combo is now a Number 6.
I tell you, the world is going to hell in a handbasket with all these unnecessary changes.
Make it stop.