Funniness Negates Wrongness
Monday, July 28, 2003
Friendster Ė Whatís Up With That?

So Friendster has got to be the stupidest idea for a website since and possibly this site. So we list our favorite books, movies and bands along with some stupid pictures of ourselves from 5 years ago before we ate all that cheesecake for breakfast those summers we worked at that bakery. OK, so maybe thatís just me. But why do we do this? So that our friends can write testimonials and tell us how great we are. Is our self esteem that low? Probably.

And perhaps maybe weíll meet some new people like some guy that works for Nintendo that looks like a mix between Dave Matthews and Jeremy Piven. Whatís wrong with meeting new people? But I digress. Donít our friends already know what our favorite movies and bands are? Donít our friends know what we looked like before the cheesecake made us fat? And arenít they our friends even though we ate all that cheesecake and maybe now we smoke and we wouldnít be able to run two blocks without having to stop for a breather and we probably drink a lot more these days. OK, so maybe your situation is a little bit different than mine, but you see my point.

Maybe itís our competitive spirit. I found myself asking a friendster of mine the other day how many friends she had and yes, it was because I wanted to know if I had more than her. Of course, then I see friends of mine that have like 45 friends. I thought that was a lot, until I looked at their lists of friends. One of my friends has Audrey Hepburn as his friendster. Sheís dead and besides, if anyone should be her friend, itís me. Another one of my friends has the Swiffer Sweeper as her friend. An inanimate object that lists The Dust Brothers as its favorite music, ludicrous. I am anti-fake friendsters.

All I have done here is gripe about stupid Friendster is, but believe me, I love it. I donít know why, I just do. I love seeing those emails that someone has added me as their friend or that I have a new testimonial. Such a stupid site, but I seem to have an affection for stupid sites, seeing as how I write for this one and spend at least an hour a week on Friendster Ė Shit yeah, its cool.