Last week I read on Facebook that a friend of mine had been missing for a while.  On November 24 (Thanksgiving Day) he walked the house without his wallet, phone, or keys.  Speculation was rampant about his fate.

People were posting songs about suicide and holding on.  They posted pictures of him.  His last post was November 22.   I haven’t jumped on the pageant of posts because I realized I hadn’t talked to him face to face in years.  There are a few glaring absences in  the posts.  The people I know he would talk to personally have all been silent on Facebook.

When it comes to important life decisions like suicide or walking away from your life you are not going to put your thought process on social media.  If a male is going to mention something like that it’s going to be in a private setting or hushed tones.

I am going to believe he is dead.  This way if he shows up alive he’s the asshole.  People will feel awful if they believe he’s alive and it turns out he suffered a horrible and slow death.

Conn’s situation makes me think about how badly I keep in touch with people.  I am going on a long trip next week and I don’t plan on using the Internet on the ship.  Tomorrow I’m going to call my brother and let him know about the cruise.

My wife and I are taking a cruise from Valparaiso, Chile to Buenos Aires, Argentina stopping in Antarctica.  It’s going to take 3 weeks to go around the continent.