Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Faking the funk on the nasty dunk

There should be an end of the year evaluation in here somewhere but there's not much to say about 2010. It came, it went, it didn't feel extraordinary in any way. No personal milestones accomplished, no particular goals met/set, and nothing happened on the personal front. If anything, it was a backward year with stops, semi-starts, and barely the glimpse of a new beginning. That sounds generic as hell but anything more specific would bore everyone involved. I am thankful for the people that I (re-)discovered this year, as they've been invaluable in coasting me through this drudgerous year.

Let's move on.

With the new ability to create and view lists, I'm a hundred thousand percent Facebook in. I tiered out my Facebook people into five categories and it's made it infinitely more useful. I would add "again" to the end of that sentence but Facebook hasn't actually been very useful to me previous to this. However, now I can easily see the news from just my top people, or take a wider look around when so inclined.

So far my tiers have broken down to 75 people in the top, 105 in the middle section, and about 180 in the outer ring. I've long maintained that I have three groups of people in my life: close friends, friends, outer boroughs. Taking just the top two FB tiers, the total is about 180, which correlates roughly with Dunbar's number. I'm overly partial to the theory and am glad that my social network apparently agrees with it.

If I had to break down estimated non-FB numbers, I'd say it's probably twenty people in the close friends group, sixty in the friends section, and everyone else in the outer boroughs. Some people tell me that they think it's weird to talk/think about friends all the time but really, if I had to study anything in life, focusing on social circles would be pretty high on the list.

I wish I knew that could have been a career ten years ago. Social anthropology was not an option I was aware of.

Also, since this whole Facebook profile fiasco, I've been bombarded by friend requests from absolute strangers, and I've accepted about a hundred of them out of some sense of duty. Most send nice messages and some ask for instructions on how to do the profile trick. It's the biggest fan base I've ever had. If only I could write a book with this type of appeal!

What's interesting is how careful I've been to keep the profile around, even though originally I could've cared less about it. I've had to reset the look twice, after other photos were tagged, and out of a sense of electronic vanity I've made sure my Facebook profile look is the same as in the Mashable article. I've been thinking a lot about vanity recently and this is a recent example of how that applies personally. Apparently with just a little bit of attention, vanity comes flying right out. Do you notice that if someone compliments you about something, you tend to try to upkeep it? This type of psychology/reinforcement could be useful in so many ways, for good or evil.

I'm about to retag my photos because I think the peak of my FB fame is here. The other day somebody from Greece asked if he could put my profile in a tech column he writes for a sports magazine. That's it, I'm going international and there's nowhere else to go but down. I'm going another week before I defriend these new folk; they are cluttering the shit out of my feed.

If you're so inclined, New Year's Eve 2010 was a blast as we got out of San Diego -- a promise we made to ourselves last year -- and there's the video linked to prove it. Next year maybe we'll get out of the state.

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