Stuff yer bake

This internet lark all gets a bit much for me at times, especially when the computer nerd other half tries to drag me like a stubborn mule into the 21st century. This months pearls of computer wisdom are joining two more groups (I have no idea what the terminology is but I’m imagining the words interface, social and network are involved) both of which require a username and password so my brain cells are screaming already. Dear God I’m starting to sound like an elderly disgruntled relative!! Anyway they are at Twitter and Friendfeed and seem to have the ability to chart my every waking moment, and sleeping probably if you care to read it. It’s all in the name of getting bums on seats, so I’m told and hopefully I’ll get the hang of it this side of Christmas. Enjoy