I’m not pimping myself enough on Facebook

Today while browsing through Facebook for hours on end, I realized that I am not a big enough whore on the social media site that is practically ruling the world right now.

I look at my friends on FB (that’s the cool way to refer to it) and they have friends that number in the 300′s, 400′s, 500′s…and even beyond 900. I look at my FB friend list and it is puny. It is pathetic. It hasn’t even broke 200. It’s at 168 and I’ve been on it for a while now.

Am I just more selective of my friends, therefore making me elitist or am I just a guy with no friends? One of my friends joined the site and within days, her friend list was double that of mine.

All I had to say about that was, “Wow.”

I am not saying that people with thousands of friends are FB whores (FB’hores, if you will), they are just open to welcoming people into your cyber life – no matter how big or small the relationship.

On the other hand, Facebook is a great way of networking business-wise. I whore my blog on the page and connect with business associates that I have worked with before, therefore strengthening the bond we have – this is where it get selective.

Now, when I created my FB page, I was very cognizant of this. Did I really want a PR rep from a fashion house to know all about the magical time in Europe? Do they really need to hear me say obnoxious things in my FB status like, ” I totally forgot that the name of the love interest in TEEN WOLF was BOOF.” Do I really want them to know how odd I am when I put Solomon from Hand that Rocks the Cradle as my FB profile picture? Do I really want them to know all my personal biz?

No.

Here’s a little secret: I have two Facebook pages. One is for my friends and business associates who understand my insanity. The other is simply a spotlight for my feats as a journalist. It’s my “professional” account.

If you are my FB friend, then I think you know which one you are on.

I don’t know if FB has outlasted Myspace in terms of popularity and usefulness, but I know this much: I haven’t updated my Myspace page in ages.

FB is like a one stop shop for everything. You can get your news, you can find fashion designers, become an unofficial fan of a TV show, POKE someone (I still don’t get that), post photos, search for dates, harass people you hate, stalk people you love, buy virtual gifts, be a fan of feminine hygiene products (Diva Cup – look it up), find jobs, raise a pet – I think you can even cure cancer on the site. Aaron Sorkin and David Fincher are even planning on making a movie about the freakin’ site.

I don’t know if all of this is a sign of the Facebook apocalypse or if this is just going to fuel its popularity.

With all of this FB madness going on, maybe I should be whoring myself around more. It could do wonders for my virtual self-esteem.