1) "Today is a very special day I am grateful for. 50 years ago in this day My Mom and Dad tied the knot. Congratulations Folks!! I love you!!!"

2) "I need sendoxen. To bad like every good med, we can't have it here. Might have to hit the silk road."

In high school I was smitten with a girl named ... we will call her "Susan". She came from a very religious evangelical family and even though I was staunchly an atheist back then, I allowed her to drag me to church with her on Sundays. Anything to spend time with her.

She was sweet, tall, thin and full of freckles. The kind of girl that felt bad for swatting a mosquito and talked about all the good things she was going to do after college. I remember one night there was a big meteor shower and we set up lawn chairs in her front yard to watch it. She was wearing knee high athletic socks and fidgeted nervously in that lawn chair probably waiting for me to kiss her, but I was way too nervous.

That was my strongest memory of Susan. It's a fantastic memory.

It was my strongest memory, that is.... until Facebook.

Susan friends me on Facebook and I start seeing her status updates. Each one a more ridiculous homophobic slander than the last. They're not even creative or original. Things like, "It's not Adam and Steve, it's Adam and Eve."

I un-friended her, which I know she noticed. It sucked for everyone involved.

If 60 years from now my daughter and other "kin" were to look through my FB page, they would basically see a whole lot of pictures of my daughter. If they were to look through the archive of my time on Hubski, they would get a very good look in to the man that I actually was.

I've actually thought about this before. If I were to unexpectedly die, I would hope that my wife or mk would one day present my daughter with the things I've written and created here.