Thus the sign on a T-shirt I just got from my friend Miško. Miroslav Milosavljević, that is. He had it made in Poreč, where a friend of his has all the printing equipment needed for such friendly exchanges in any number of copies. The design follows the Facebook’s logo both in typography and color. And the text follows the Facebook’s very spirit of connecting and sharing with friends. Which is why I immediately went for my camera and had a picture of Miško and me taken next to his pizzeria on the lower square. His gift speaks for itself. The picture is destined for Facebook, it goes without saying.

Addendum I (June 6, 2009)

It took me more than a week to put the picture of Miško and me on my Facebook page. God knows what was the matter all this time, but I finally managed this nearly trivial task after many a botched attempt. The most important thing is that the picture is simply glorious. The two of us look like two bozos. Not surprisingly, many of my friends like the picture. It is destined to become one of my most popular pictures, too.

Addendum II (August 19, 2010)

To Miško’s delight, today I am wearing the T-shirt he gave me. This I do a bit less often than he would have liked, but he has never complained about it. God only knows when I will wear it again, though. Having abandoned Facebook once and for all, I am losing interest in the social network and all its trappings, including poking fun at it (“Fuck Facebook, For Good,” August 17, 2010). Come to think of it, I should pass the T-shirt onto a friend who is still about spreading his or her network of friends. Chances are that such a friend would really enjoy wearing it on occasion, as well. Miško’s gift surely deserves a more enthusiastic wearer than I have turned out to be.

Addendum III (July 17, 2019)

Well, well. Miško and his pizzeria are long gone from Motovun (“Like Cats,” March 31, 2012). And many people still mention him with longing, for he was a really nice guy. The same holds for his pizzas, which are remembered most fondly. But the T-shirt I got from Miško is still with me. As it happens, I am wearing it as I write. This time around, it is a special joy parading around Motovun with it. My attempts to get rid of Facebook flopped time and again, but my No. 1 son helped me in this endeavor earlier this year (“Good Riddance, Facebook!” March 13, 2019). At long last, this vaunted social network is history for me. Which is why the T-shirt feels so good on me at this juncture. Would that Miško ventured to Motovun on this day among days! Oh, I can well imagine the laughs, the hugs, the slaps on each other’s shoulders…