Most evenings I try to take a few minutes and scroll through Facebook, not necessarily to see the latest posts from family members or catch up on the local gossip -- although I readily admit I enjoy both of those.
Nope, most of my Facebook journeys are usually for simple entertainment. Facebook might be the purest form of entertainment we have available to us.
Every so often I like to share what I feel are some of the better -- funnier -- findings I have come across. Here are some more random offerings that have popped up on my Facebook feed:
º "I may look like I'm having deep thoughts, but 99 percent of the time I'm thinking about what I'm going to eat later."
When I first saw this, I was certain my wife had posted it about me. She swears she didn't, but I'm still not sure.
º "If you eat well, get good sleep, exercise and drink plenty of water, you'll die anyway."
This post pops up every so often, and it still makes me laugh. I actually remind certain friends of this thought when I am chastised at lunch for ordering a cheeseburger and fries instead of a garden salad or oatmeal.
º "Look at those clouds," one friend said to another.
"Are they going to rain on us?" replied the other friend.
"No, we're inside," the first friend said.
Admit it, we all know people like this and have had this -- or a similar -- conversation many, many times.
º "Marriage: An endless sleepover with your favorite weirdo."
That just might be the best description I have ever heard or read concerning a happy marriage.
º "I didn't make it to the gym today, but the cashier's name at McDonald's was Jim. Close enough."
How many times have you decided today was the day you would start some massive workout regimen? And how many days have you decided this would be the start of a healthier diet, eating things like kale and grapefruit instead of pizza and pastries? And how many days have wound up deciding that tomorrow would be a better day to start? Yeah, me too.
º "Who was your first crush, how old were you, what grade were you in?"
Obviously, this wasn't one of those hilarious Facebook passages, but it did make me smile and rekindled some great memories. For the record, her name was Vickie Sue Scott. I was in first grade at Pleasant Street School in Ashland, Ohio. And I kissed her one day at recess. Vickie Sue moved away after first grade, and I never saw her again. But I've never forgotten about Vickie Sue and her curly red hair.
º "I'm strong because I've been weak. I'm courageous because I've been afraid. I'm chubby because I eat cheeseburgers."
I'm not really sure how strong or courageous I am, but I can vouch for the third thought in that comment.