Along with a number of others, I was included in a new Facebook "Buddies" group started by Nick Morgan; I was pleased, because Nick's a smart and well-connected speechwriter/speaking coach dude, and if he raises a tent, I want to be inside.
But I was stoned on Vicodin all weekend, so I didn't think much of it.
Other invitees seemed like they were on better drugs.
"Delighted to be deemed a buddy, Nick!"
"Thanks Boss! Very honored."
"Wow! I'm a FON! Yay!"
"Honored to be among your buddies!"
"Wow! Honored is a huge understatement."
And hon and hon like that, until one first-degree buzz-murderer asked quietly: "What is 'Buddies' purpose?"
Hey, David —
Yes, we’re working on that purpose thing day by day. I started the ‘buddies’ list to get a handle on my Facebook friends tally, which had gotten out of control. Buddies are people I actually have connected with in some real way, and I want to be able to have interesting conversations with. It’s turning out to be even more fun than I thought. And I do hope you’re feeling better!
Yep, so far so good, Nick. With the group, that is. Durn jaw aches like hell!