Within the past couple of weeks I’ve posted some images to Facebook and twitter that I thought were really funny. None of them got much notice either place. Either I have a really immature sense of humor or else the world of social media moves to quickly for people with senses of humor similar to mine to see most of what I post. Or else they were truly not noteworthy.

Luckily for me I have this sort of speakers corner and can say pretty much what I want to say. You may still not find it funny, but at least I can laugh again when I look at it — perhaps in triplicate.

The first image was only posted on Facebook. I’d been playing around with Google Plus and noticed that games were now available on my account. Even though I’ve been known to play games on Facebook, I was hoping that Google Plus would not have games. I clicked on one of the games on Google Plus (Angry birds) and saw that someone in my circles had recently played it. I played one round and as I quit the game a colorful scoreboard popped up on my screen. It seemed that I’d gotten a lower score than the person in my circles who’d also played Angry Birds. I thought it was hysterical so posted a screen shot of the scoreboard on facebook with this status:

Come on, isn’t that funny?

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The next thing was on Saturday when Clare was on her way back to school. I often use Google Latitude to track her comings and goings (with her blessing and only when she’s due here or due back at school. Shut up, I do give her some privacy). About 3 hours after she left us I checked her progress and saw that she was on Interstate 81 in Pennsylvania, just outside Harrisonburg. About a half hour later, Dean asked if I knew where Clare was and I told him where she’d been earlier. I checked again and found she’d moved a bit, but was no longer on the road. In fact she was in a lake near the junction of I81 and I78. I thought this was hysterical too and posted a screenshot with the following status:

You’re cracking up, right?

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Finally, and not really so funny, but more creative (IMHO), was today’s series of photos of me cleaning up after Irene. I didn’t want to clean up and put it off for a while. Dean had to remind me twice that we needed to pick up sticks. Finally I got ready to go outside and pick up things off the lawn, but first I needed to put on my knock-off wellington boots which gave me an idea and made the job more fun…

Nine, ten — begin again!

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Okay, you can go back to work now. I’m finished.

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