World Famous In San Francisco

I spent my holiday weekend catching up with childhood friends in my hometown. My friend Jess (pictured on the moon) only wanted to talk about Facebook and how "it's the future dude." When Jess isn't selling condos or jumping on his three backyard trampolines, he's on Facebook tracking and stalking Santa Cruz college freshmen girls.

Our friend Marcus (holding the earth) is a geographer but surprisingly has adequate offline social skills, so he's hardly on MySpace. Jess had a hard time convincing Marcus and I (floating in space) that we should set up Facebook accounts. We lost our trust in Jess years ago when he was phishing porn sites and basically stealing anything and everything he could off the Internet. But guess what? This didn't sound so sleazy.

So we set up Facebook accounts. And yes, for friend-to-friend social networking, Facebook does seem better than MySpace. But Facebook hasn't figured out music, and doesn't seem to be friendly to musicians or artists. It's impossible set up a page for your music. It's also impossible to decorate your Facebook page or make anything look aesthetically interesting. You'd never see an Internet celebrity like Chris Crocker develop on Facebook. Everything is set to private and nothing is entirely public. My first impression of Facebook is that it favors the dull and uninterested.

Facebook feels a lot more mature than MySpace. If you poke around on it you'll discover it is polluted with coworkers, classmates and family members. My REI infused Tanzanian sister is on Facebook; and my "HUMANIST~ANIMIST" walking stick sporting santabear of a dad (below) is even on Facebook. Are you on Facebook?