Cofoppyplop = coffee + pop

It always happens when something stops being new and groundwork for acceptable conventions takes place and in general gets brought down to reality. The inevitable disappointments takes place and all the bad habits from the natural world you thought were tucked away into a secret pocket while you were online soon finds a way to jump out like a Jack-in-the-box and spread it's dark foreboding evil upon all you were trying to protect and hold sacred. It was like the potato I cut up today along with other preperations for my rice and vegetable concoction that takes me about a week to eat. I cut this potato that looked alright on the outside but had a big oblong hole in the middle with some globules and rotten-apple brown throughout the interior. Apparently a worm decided to make it home at some point and if I'd prepared it a little differently, who knows what disgusting parasitic entities would call me home. Anyway back to what I originally intended to talk about, I am a natural organizational anti-talent- every group of things I come into contact with turns into a pile eventually. I've purchased most every kind of organizer with the best of intentions only to end up throwing it on the pile of stuff I was going to use it to organize. As I've matured I've become a little better but still very much subpar. My paternal Grandmother was messy, my Grandfather was naturally organized, My Dad was neat and orderly-not sure if by nature or military influence, my Mom was messy at first but possibly improved. All the women were disorganized and all the men were organized so according to that I should be organized- I guess some environmental toxin or something had a field day destroying that possibility. Anyway, I strayed once again but don't I always?

Maybe if I start a new paragraph that will help me stay on-topic. Yeah right. Social networks. I went into my Veoh account for the first time in several months and discovered somebody invited me to be on thier friends list. I don't know how long ago but I felt like somebody who went on a long vacation and came back to find a box of little skeletons in a box on your porch with a note that said " I know you'll take good care of them just like you promised". Maybe not the same level of neglect but I still feel bad about it. I forgot how many things I've signed up for and gave the account info only to come to the realization that it was incompatible or redundant or had some spyware factor about it, then as per usual-no way to delete it or they have a delete account button that when you click it gives you a popup excuse why it can't be done so there's all this flotsam and jetsam all over the internet that's about as polluted as any aspect of our natural environment and the prison guard called reality only appeared to be sleeping and unaware.

A little off topic-officially announced this time- I've been playing around with a program called camstudio which is an open source screen capture movie recorder that enables tutorials and presentations so I went to Veoh to upload it so that's what started the whole mess. I've been thinking about getting a webcam even though upon pain of death swore I would not 'stoop' to that percieved depth of conduct but I thought if I did a sticky post here and the other sites with a video greeting by me it wouldn't be earth shattering or anything but I wonder why it's not being done all that often here. I think it would add a new dimension to the blog and almost got one last month but bought yet another shoddy cellphone instead. I might get to it in May and if it turns out lousy or goes over like a lead balloon, well, the pile can take a few more things before it comes crashing down-I think.