Use it up, wear it out, make it do, or do without.
Eleanor Roosevelt
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So Thursday evening and most of Friday I spent wrestling with the Hydra headed monster known as Face Book. There are shattered spears, broken swords, open wounds and blood in the dust, but the fight is on.
How do I describe the conflict?
It was like waking up in the morning and finding out that while I was asleep someone replaced all the furniture in my room. I couldn't recognize anything.
It was like buying a fancy new piece of machinery. It came with an instruction book telling me all the wonderful things it can do, but there were no instructions on how to put it together.
It was like one of my weekend puzzles. If you can solve this you win the grand prize of a catalogue of silly comments on your "wall" from your "friends."
I should have some prizes to give out to a few people from here and there who have been very helpful in explaining things and offering to help: Beth, Jennifer. Barry, Joann, all with far from silly comments.
So do I fight on, mount another cavalry charge, send another sea of arrows flying, ckimb the walls, lay siege to it and make it do, or quit the field, leave it to the trolls and gremlins and do without? What do you think?
DB
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