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Chat Noir, Enjoy! Thursday, Jul. 16, 2009 - 12:41 a.m. Chat Noir is still cute. --- Okay, here is the DUMBEST thing I have seen so far over on Facebook: REPOST: Here is a buttpuckering moment- *LISTEN UP! ATTENTION: Spread it around!!! FB screwed up again. Go to friends then click Phone Book at the left. Everyone of your friends phone numbers is now visible!!! In case you do not want that info out there, go to "Settings" "Acct Settings" "Privacy" "Profile" Click contact info tab and change it. Pass it on! This, of course, is complete horseshit. Phone numbers are only in profiles on a voluntary basis, and only visible to friends. But the particular ding who reposted this has been somebody I've known for twenty years, and intellect isn't one of their strong suits. Neither is humor. I used to get forwarded joke emails from said person with the header -- EVERY TIME, mind you -- that said: "Ha, ha, ha! Enjoy!" Yes, with COMMAS in between each HA, lest I forget to take a breath or something. If you don't know how to operate Facebook, back slowly away from the computer and put the nice social network down and let others play. --- Memorable Exchange Of The Day was between me and my little brother Jon. Jon lives a hundred and fifty miles northeast of here, where it was 112F Wednesday. Me: Ain't he a bundle of sunshine? I did have it coming, though. --- Bass practice went pretty well last night. I got a blister on my right thumb. And before you go there, I beg to differ -- that IS working. That's the way you do it. --- Okay that's it. Have a good Thursday. ---
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