Imagine if Facebook thought you were dead. And they turned your normally jolly Facebook page into a memorial page. That is precisely what occurred to Rusty Foster. His friends pranked him and emailed Facebook an obituary of a guy named Rusty Foster. Except, of course, it was another Rusty. A far rustier one, born in 1924. Sheesh, I hope no NavyOnes die this week. . .
Blogging from the brig. . .
Dangerous place to be; Facebook steals your soul as well as your identity…
Yours Aye.
Not likely…there is only one N1…and that’s enough.
EB: Good thing I am just a blogger.
CP: I agree. I don’t need any competition!