What to write about next....

The ideas that I choose to write about come to me like the blowing wind. Sometimes, I have to grab anything I can write on to jot it down quickly before I forget. Luckily, I keep a pen with me for when my muse decides to hit me with a brick. I'm batting around the ideas of lines, cooking shows, and internet memes as ideas for my next topic.

I think I might write about the little catterpillars my kids have grown as part of their Clover Kids project. It would be more interesting to wait and see what happens to them. Right now, they are smack dab in the middle of their three month life cycle.

My new article will be up tomorrow. It's about Earth Day.

Have fun.

String Cheese - Article Twenty Four

Facebook facilitates social ‘nutworking’

By ARYN CORLEY

Updated: 04.07.09

I absolutely refuse to get a Facebook page.

I think my refusal stems from the fact that there are people out there who may want me to repay them for lunch or gas money. Still, I don’t think I want the ghosts of my past being able to visit me.

My wife has one. Not a ghost, but a Facebook page. She’s really enjoyed getting the opportunity to reconnect with people with whom she went to school. Seriously, I think she gets a kick out of seeing how time has been particularly unkind to the “popular” crowd.

I just don’t care to take that walk down amnesia lane.

For instance, I’d hate to have my ex-girlfriend from 10th grade find me, then demand to know why I broke up with her to go out with some “mystery girl.” Even though it’s been almost 20 years, she’d still be upset if I told her it was her sister.

I know my chemistry teacher would love to finally find out how I was able to almost ace his final exam thereby cementing myself a passing grade.

Sorry. A magician never reveals his tricks. Neither does a kid who must pass chemistry to keep driving his Camaro.

I know I’d be sorely depressed if one of my friends sent me a message on Facebook saying, “Remember that cool idea we had for curing athlete’s foot using a cheese grater? I’ve made millions off that patent!” I wouldn’t handle it very well.

Besides, I don’t want to hear about how fat I’ve gotten over time.

Up to this point, I’ve kept in contact with every school chum that I’ve wanted to keep in contact with. Which is none.

However, I’m not a total isolationist.

I have a Twitter account that keeps me connected with total strangers. For the uninitiated, Twitter is a micro-blog service that lets users tell the rest of the world what they are doing in under 140 characters. Those little posts are called “Tweets.” It’s a fantastic way to let the world know what you’re having for breakfast or smelling in your office.

I like Twitter because one doesn’t have to be so personal. I mostly enjoy reading about what other people are doing halfway around the world. Actress Demi Moore is constantly flooding my inbox with pictures and Tweets about whatever else is going on in her life.

I like the idea of moving forward and making new friends.

If any of you readers out there join Twitter, look for me. My name is @ArynCorley.

I like spreading total nonsense about the Twitterverse.

I’m pretty good at that.