I break with thee...

There was a funny comedy routine by Steve Martin about how to end a relationship. He rants:

"I break with thee, I break with thee, I throw dog poopy on your shoes, I break with thee."

Yeah, that is pretty much how I feel about FaceBook right now. I have two dogs so my supply of dog poopy is pretty limitless. Just sayin'.

Facebook decided this weekend that they were going to arbitrarily lock down my account "for security reasons". I have done some research about  this and it is fairly common.  Your FB account is locked without any explanation given. You are demanded to upload a government ID if you want to have any chance of seeing your account again. The one that FB is holding hostage - without telling you why.

I decided that even though their demands are unconstitutional and down right nasty, I would do it just to see if this ended the seige.  So far, no.  Have I heard from FB? No.

I joined FB out of necessity for the Documented Life Project. I enjoyed the interaction there for several months and now... well, since it is not in my hands - I do not know.

In the meantime, you can find me here, Instagram or hanging out at the newly created Art to the 5th Academy™ where our Planner Pages: Art to the 5th™ Style class is getting rave reviews! We are so thrilled!

And Facebook? Bite me.