Facebook is down. What a sweet opportunity to trade screen scrolling for page turning or for getting better at whistling, or stretching out on the rug and photographing the four-legged family.
I can pull my hair (what little there is) out of my head and check Facebook every two minutes to see if it's up yet. Or I can say: I've been waiting for a chance to spend a moment with this; this works to my advantage! This works in my favor! That's the bad ass move!