FACEBOOK LIFESTYLE, FACEBOOK KITCHEN

My facebook lifestyle works better with a little sparkle and shine, or a lot of sparkle and shine.

All it takes is a extra work, time, cleaning materials, and a good reason why.

I can make a kitchen shine, so can you. Don’t laugh.

From Carol in North Carolina to Cam in Cambridge to Bart in Boston, a shiny kitchen pic is like a facebook lifestyle.

Mark Zuckerberg wants facebook users to connect with each other, then take it another step and connect with communities that share common values.

Let the facebook lifestyle grooming begin?

On the surface it’s all working out. Gold plated faucet, Franke sink, tile back splash.

And the sparkle, the shine.

Lose a few sparkles and what do you see?

Sunny vacations and rainbow drinks in exotic locations make the best memories. Short, but good.

No one celebrates chopping brush in the rain and a short case with the boys afterward?

I would unless it means joining a community of bitter people who wish they’d done more with their lives than cut brush and drink beer.

Fun times seem so far away from reality to those on the ground. Looking at jet streams cross the sky at thirty five thousand feet and wondering what it’s like up there?

Keep swinging your machete brother, you ain’t missing a thing.

There you are working a blade and winning instead of jammed into the second to last row in the tail of a jet in bad air.

The couple behind me had a baby that screamed louder than the jets in one of those planes with the engines in back.

Their kid was louder than the jet right outside the window. I could see them both.

The woman next to me did her best impression of the man-spread and set the borders early for video games on her phone.

A man or woman in front of me slumped into the wall like they suddenly died. Their arm was so skinny it slipped between the seat back crack and flopped around in my leg space.

Are you getting a weird leg message and sonic howling on the ground? It’s not a pretty picture.

For the sake of facebook lifestyle, do this:

Post pictures of you trimming a hedge beside a logger chopping down a redwood tree.

With an ax. Join a facebook lifestyle community for preservation.

Talk about legacy, how ten year old  you mowed yards and you haven’t stopped working since.

Add pictures of manual wheat harvest.

In Russia. Join a facebook lifestyle movement for the seed vaults of earth. And one that supports farmers around the world.

Complain about millennials and how they’re ruining their lives, and somehow yours, with these meaningless ‘experiences’ they need so much.

Shout out to your favorite NFL team full of millennials. With picture of you in a team jersey setting fire to the opponent’s jersey. Then join a facebook lifestyle group for violent sports fans.

Love to the troops who are all millennals. With a picture of you in uniform. Then join a facebook lifestyle veterans group. But only Army vets.

You’ve done it. American sparkle and shine. Be happy.

At least you don’t have the lady next to you asking about every hand in the cribbage game she’s playing on her phone.

“Throw points in your crib, not theirs.”

“Did you clean the sink before we left?”

“Yes, I did. Cleaned it real good. Facebook lifestyle good.”

“I don’t do facebook.”

“Here’s the picture.”

“It sparkles.”

“And shines.”

“New camera?”

“Maybe. Why do you ask?”