personal

Facebook for grown-ups

As some of you already know, you can find me on Facebook. I’ll add one of those widgets once I plow through some more of the tasks, both real and virtual, on my long to-do list.

I was coaxed into joining by a handful of colleagues who convinced me that social networking and business networking are converging, and Facebook was where this was happening. Fair enough, I thought. I’ll give it a try.

It’s cleverly built, and it’s addictive. I could spend days browsing through all the available widgets. I’ve also had one legit professional discussion, thanks to some folks from Sports Law Blog who have established an outlet there.

I’m also seeing a lot of this:

Wonder what the journalists who took their first jobs when the typical Facebooker was born think of that?

You’re all adults here, I think. What do you think?

personal

I’m back, I’m back, chum on …

So as soon as I do the &*(*(#ing rewrite that’s been hanging over my head, I’ll do that next installment of the Rush series.

In the meantime, Neel apparently has something to tell us about Gwen Stefani. Does it have to do with her former musician husband?

music, sports

Soccer fans have better musical taste

So I was reading something random that popped up on one of my Yahoo feeds, and I found myself nodding along. It’s a review of two Pretenders albums — their best (Learning to Crawl) and the beginning of the decline (Get Close) — nailing what’s good about the former and what’s wrong with the latter. It even recognizes one of the great underrated guys in rock, hard-hitting drummer Martin Chambers.

The byline didn’t jump out at me. But when I reached the end, I realized I knew the blogger — not from school, work or some random musical thing, but from the D.C. United pressbox.

Proof, once again, that soccer fans are simply the epitome of hip.

music

Big-time guitar playing

Loyal reader Fred has been sending me a lot of good stuff lately, and I’ve been too swamped to respond.

So first of all, my apologies. Second of all, check out the guitarist who has apparently built quite an audience on YouTube. He starts out like doing Stanley Jordan-style tapping on a 12-string (really an 11-string, as Wikipedia explains), then builds to something louder.