The Slithery D (who seems to be known also as "Dylan") claims: "I don't believe I know anyone in the flesh who has a Friendster account."
I know very few people in the flesh who don't have Friendster accounts, and those hold-outs (who, to protect their cherished privacy, shall remain nameless) have been known to occasionally request invites from me on the offchance that they one day decide to succumb to peer pressure. I was skeptical of Friendster at first, then fascinated by the prospect of looking up everyone I've ever met (which, given my impeccable memory for names and faces, meant a whole lot of time on the "user search"), and now have come to terms with the fact that being virtually linked to everyone from current real-life friends to celebrity crushes (a certain Mr. Jason Schwartzman) to "Squirrel," a veritable University of Chicago squirrel, will have absolutely no significant impact on my life.
Saturday, August 07, 2004
Meet my Friendster, the squirrel
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For the record, I'm not entirely sure how Friendster's search engine works, nor why it has a search engine in the first place, nor why it provides lists of what people in your network (who are, for the record, not just your own friends but also their friends, and their friends, etc.) search for. I don't think I've ever used the friendster search engine, but if I ever do I'll be sure to see what exciting "bra"-, "thong"-, "Indian women"- and "Wendy Wong"-related information is available.
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