At the instigation of a blogging acquaintance, the Curmudgeonly Professor signed up for Face Book a few months ago. Meanwhile, he has acquired about twenty-two friends, far fewer than the thousands some of grandchildren have. I have tried to understand the benefits of knowing whether someone has a headache when they get up, whether they like their take-out pizza, or how they feel about Dancing With the Stars. I am certain my grandchildren wish that I would stay twenty miles away from all of their interactions with their young friends, and that is fine with me, and so I do stay far, far away from their goings-on. I am told that older people, namely geezers and such, are finding more advantages to face booking. So far, I am reluctant to say, I am devoid of inspiration in pursuing a face book career. I have no idea how it works.