On Facebook, your page shows a random, always-changing sample of your friends. Tonight a college friend's name came up. No picture. He's not active on Facebook, and I've been to his page once, to say hello when he friended me last summer.
When I looked just now, I found the following in the little box where you can write something about yourself. I think it's a compliment. I think.
"i just mowed the yard. i think i'm having a coronary. my face is purple. i would like to be buried in kamouraska, canada, with martha [spong] speaking over my remains."