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	<title>My Social Network Road Trip &#187; My Adventures</title>
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		<title>And so it begins&#8230;.</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>I should start by saying that I am not an early adopter.  Despite my age and presumed-ability, I am not a technology junkie.  I place myself squarely in the middle-tier of the social networking hierarchy.  I had a Facebook account for years before I was told there was a shadowy, female-figure with my name underneath it collecting [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="color: #000000; font-family: "><span style="font-size: medium; color: #000000; font-family: georgia;">I should start by saying that I am not an early adopter.  Despite my age and presumed-ability, I am not a technology junkie.  I place myself squarely in the middle-tier of the social networking hierarchy.  I had a Facebook account for years before I was told there was a shadowy, female-figure with my name underneath it collecting &#8220;Friends.&#8221;  But I embraced it and log my participation somewhere between becoming a &#8220;Fan of Breathing&#8221; and having a blank sheet as my profile.</p>
<p>Going online to &#8220;see&#8221; old classmates and get updates about extended family was a delightful addition to my lunchtime ritual.  But then it became a way for new people to get to know me.  Friends-of-friends and new co-workers would ask to join my social network and suddenly we were &#8220;Friends&#8221; before we were friends.</p>
<p>So what do these internet contacts mean?  What kind of real-life value do these cyber-relationships hold?  Would your 3rd grade homeroom buddy still trade their lunch with you?  Would they even meet you for lunch?  That&#8217;s what I intend to find out with, <span style="color: #3333ff;">My Social Network Road Trip</span>.</p>
<div>What level of participation can I count on from these past and present contacts?  A lunch date?  A place to stay?  An update on roadwork or a recommendation on the best diner in Tuscaloosa?  I&#8217;m putting myself in their hands.  Where I go, what I eat and what I visit is all mandated by a group of internet postings. </div>
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<div>So follow me here to see photos, interviews and video of what goes right, what goes wrong and every city in-between.  And friend me on Facebook (first name: <strong>MySocial Net</strong> - last name: <strong>Road Trip</strong>) to see the on-going conversation that leads to each decision.</div>
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<div>How far could your &#8220;Friends&#8221; take you?&#8230;</span></div>
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