This week I was press-ganged cajoled into starting a Facebook account, to complement my MySpace account. I’ll admit it, I was reluctant, partly because my MySpace page is pretty, and partly because there ought to be a limit on how many sites feature my ugly noggin (head, for you non-Brits). But my critics were persistent. If you don’t have a Facebook account you’re a total loser, they argued reasonably, then poked their tongues out at me for emphasis.
So I started a Facebook page, and within a day I had “friend” requests from 20 people, most of whom are from Way Back When in England. I admit it, tongue-poking critics, you were right. Now I’m aware that 20 people in the world like tolerate me, I don’t feel like a loser at all.
As an added bonus, some of these goodly folks appear to have started a Busted fan club in England. One even wrote to me to say that Busted is available for pre-order in Britain on amazon.co.uk, which I, um . . . hadn’t quite realized. Here’s the URL:
http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/0738713732/
So, if you’re reading this, “new” friends and (old) family members in Britain, you have no excuse anymore. Busted will be hitting your shores soon. And while the US postal service will be gutted to learn that I won’t be mailing several copies across the Atlantic, I’m seriously relieved not to have to take on another bank loan to do it. I’m so chuffed, I’ll even email throw in a free American-English dictionary to anyone who buys a copy of Busted, so you can understand what the heck I’ve written.
