the lengths to which he’d go.

It has been a little while since my last blogpost, but I didnt want you to think that its because I havent been photographing a gang of shit and trying to keep a balance of personal work and work that puts the gyoza on the table. The last few months have been kind of all over the place culminating in what can only be described as the most terrifying and liberating thing I have done in a long time. I deactivated facebook.

Oh yeah?

Yeah.

I’m about to talk about my disconnection from the social network because of my personal gripes with nothing better than a ranty, whiskeyed, personal blog post, as backwards as that is.

You see, this will be the first time since I started college where I wont be actively on some sort of social networking site. The direct access to my personal life and to have access to all of your lives felt so damn off putting today that on a whim, I decided to just disconnect all together. Not to say that I dont care about what you are all up to and how you are doing these days, but its nothing that an email, text message, or phone call couldn’t resolve. I mean, our parents didnt have facebook growing up, even though some of them do now.

At the end of my facebook life I had a fluctuating number of friends anywhere in between 485-490 friends, which leads me to believe that some of you have deactivated and activated right back, which isn’t a big deal, but when the number would change I would have pretty much no clue who was gone unless we speak more often than not. Out of close to 500 people I’ve ever met, I’d like to think that at most, I talk to maybe 20 of you? Its clear that people come and go in your life, it doesnt devalue our friendships, but to lump you all into the “490” feels like something less meaningful.

There is no doubt that what readership I have here is surely to take a sharp decline, since most of my hits come after i post on facebook, but for the anonymous few  that check this, i’d like to think we interact regularly and i dont have to tell you on facebook to check out what kind of photos ive been making lately.

So heres to the end of pictures of my dog, one liners from songs im listening to, pictures of me drunk, declining invites to parties that arent even in my city, reminders of how things used to be, reminders of how things actually are, not having to check the weather update because everyones status update does it for me, likewise on how the 49ers are doing, links to blogposts like these, lurking, and liking your updates.

dont worry though, you can still find me on flickr, instgram, tumblr, words with friends, and linkedin. and if you feel so inclined to drop a note here, i will respond accordingly.

fuck off, facebook.

Elliot Erwitt didnt have a facebook.