A quite clever friend of mine (ERIN) just made a wonderful analogy: Facebook has done to blogging what texting did to phone calls.

Now, I've never been much of a talking on the phone person, so texting actually improved that form of communication in my book, but I'm on board with the sentiment. Now that every thought, photo, and event in someone's life can be easily monitored via Facebook, what's the need for the blog? And that makes me sad. Shit, since we all read via readers, it's hard to tell who cares about or reads blogs anymore anyway. Maybe I've become OLD and STODGY in the world of online communication.

I'll say it: I'm officially bored of Facebook, yet I feel trapped by it. It's like everyone abandoned the old, comfy, worn-around-the-edges bar where everyone knew each other well for some high falutin' cool new shiny trendy place where there are a bunch of fresh young faces. But still: that's where everyone is hanging out, so if I want to know what people are up to, I have to visit.

Visit I shall. But you know what? I don't need you, Facebook. I have my blog, who has been my faithful friend since 2004, and I'm not just abandoning her LIKE THAT. And Twitter is fun for those little thoughts in between, without being sullied by quizzes and top 5s and UG just STOP BECAUSE MY BRAIN IS TIRED.

I'm rethinking my online presence, and it has very little to do with Facebook. It has its place, but I'm not sure it needs as big a place for me as it does for other people. Blog, Twitter, Flickr. Davey, ladies, kitties. Tomatoes, ice cream, cheese. Maybe babies. These things are all I need.