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Awww Poopy you're one of the most entertaining posters here.

No joke.


We need creative people like you around.

I will say your words struck a chord with me. I get the same way everytime I post something. However because I don't post many topics because I really do have trouble with putting my words into a clear and lucid format. I've often got frustrated whenever I find my posts going unanswered and sinking into the abyss. But I just recently I've noticed a couple of my posts coming back up after a month of no answering.

Hang in there and try not to let your mood get in the way for your talent in writing or should I say typing?

Hello...Yes..Sinsboldy..you can explain how I got my name if you likes...

I am currently still in Port Aransas TX..we managed to miss the shuttle bus back to Houston this morning..and then somebody said they would give us a ride, and then bailed...

It is a really pretty little beach town with lots of character.

I am feeling a lot better...I really just needed to get out of the house, and I have a hard time dealing with the unknown/poorly planned trips and whatnots...
I feel a lot more clear-headed when I have had a break from the windowless pit of electronic devices.

I will post pics and whatnot on this thread when I get back.
We won 3rd in our division in the boat race. There was a big storm in the middle of the night that knocked several boats out of the race. We made it through, but the next day our main sail ripped and we had to sail the rest of the way on our Jib(?) (Steering sail)
Flakey's dad has a captains license and is a really good sailor.
I was mainly the "winch wench"...so it was my job to pull one of the cords or release the other one whenever we switched courses.
I spent a lot of time sleeping or watching the really interesting cloud formations and attempting to read seafaring novels.

We were on the boat from noon on Thursday till 1:15 a.m. Saturday morning.

We did a lot of walking all around Port Aransas on the first day there. That night was a big party/awards ceremony with all-you-can-drink Bacardi rum...ummmmm.....There was a fist fight that I missed between the second and third place winners in another division when they were getting their awards. We had a really interesting night of going to different places where Flakey went when he briefly lived here. Some people offered us a ride back to the marina in the back of their pickup, and but first they us and took us to the beach..
One of the guys in the pickup was Australian...so that made the description of that event "Kidnapped by Australians" I talked to some older guy for much longer than I am generally willing to talk to anyone about the ukulele...

Today I played ukulele for a couple hours under the pavillion near the Marina...we did laundry..Flakeys dad did a lot of boat maintenance on the boat and then we went to a bunch of places with Flakey's parents..and made really small sand sculptures on the beach...

and...um......now we are in a motel room for the first time on the trip...with wi-fi.

I have completely lost track of all time...I barely remember what it was like at SHFL anymore......but Flakey arranged for a friend to come and get us and I need to get to contending with the heaps and heaps of office work that face me when I get home.

I am back...
I am completely sunburnt.
I started feeling a little depressed last night...Our friend came and got us and we did some running around to different places, like the beach and whatnot. I started having difficulty socializing and it caused me a bit of stress...I was really stinking tired...and just couldn't talk very well..I have been feeling like my brain is on involuntary power-saver-mode or something..and everything I think and say is very flat.
Our friend who picked us up is a pretty, artsy NT and was really good at chatting up Flakey's parents...whereas I have a really difficult time with small talk and struggle with minimal responses....I became sorta self conscious as to what a clumsy, frumpy, anti-social specimen I am in comparison to her, and could just imagine Flakey's mom saying that he should date someone more like her...(she has been prone to saying stuff like that in the past)...
Then I had trouble talking to our friend, feeling as stiff and awkward and introverted as I was...so I might have made a bad impression on her and her mother too...(she brought her mom and niece along)

It really is a dumb thing to worry about...

Now I have to get back to work.

I'm sorry you've been feeling bad, Poopy, but glad you had a good time in Port Aransas. I hope you feel better soon.

I sometimes feel like that, too. Then -- because I often read entries and don't have anything original to offer, and so don't write anything -- I think maybe people just don't have anything to add. It's just my paranoia talking -- I have to keep reminding myself of that.

Is anyone going to let me know how Poopylungstuffing came by her name?

ok...I will beat Sinsboldly to it...

It is my stage name/pen name that I have had for around 12 years or so now.

A friend and I were goofing with an idea of forming a band called "The Demerits"...and we had to have stage names (we were listening to a lot of old British Punk rock and they all have names like Poly Styrene and whatnot)...his was Brutus Gripeypants, and i just thought of Poopy Lungstuffing off the top of my head...it is a play on Pippi Longstocking....Poopy more referring to being sorta tired and addled than actual poop.
Ironically, this was a few years before I started sewing sock creatures obsessively, a habit that leads to a condition I call "Stuffing Lung"...from inhaling too much fabric dust..so that's sorta what the Lungstuffing part of the name came to mean.
When I got involved in pirate radio years ago, through the same friend, we all had "radio names". I wanted to use Poopy Lungstuffing as my radio name, but when I told everyone what it was they all laughed...so I changed it to Siouxsie Cremecheese..then later..Cindy Crawfish...(forget which came first)....
After I stopped working with the pirate radio (they were shut down and members went off and did internet radio instead)...I switched back to Poopy Lungstuffing....I used it to pen some stuff that I wanted to make into a "zine" Called "Self Deprecation Monthly"...I slogged and slogged at it for a few years, but my executive dysfunction prevented me from ever really getting it together.

I started using it as my stage name at some point in the early 2000's in my partner's comedy band(everyone has a stage name)...and then later as the name for my solo ukulele project.
http://www.myspace.com/poopysongs
(it is sorta unlistenable but I put on an interesting show)
I know I go out on a limb calling it "autistic folk music"..on the myspace page...but it is supposed to be a play on the word "acoustic"...more than anything else...and nobody has criticized me for it yet, so I keep it.

hey wait a minute! i think you make wp a better place. i like your posts and individuality. you're also a link to the old funful wrongplanet. stop all that nonsense!

*hands you a box of mangos* may you cherish them and their golden goodness.

Awwww, I wish I had seen this post earlier. I love your posts poopy, they are always entertaining. My favourite was the one about childish obsessions, because I really related to it.

I sometimes feel like people think of me as not interesting, intelligent or good enough both online and in the real world. I was talking with an online aspie friend who felt the same way. Maybe feelings of inadequacies are part of the good fun of being autistic.

Anyways, I hope this is a moot point because you feel better by now, since you posted this a while back.

Feel better, take care, *hug*.

What a beach!
And so little peple on it!

And what creatures !

Thanks for sharing your photos and videos poopylungstuffing.

That was great to begin the day with, to see you, hear you both (8:00 in the morning here).

Port Aransas is a very tiny town, and right now it is the "off season"...they have crazy Spring Breaks and whatnot..

It's a very nice time of year right now...The town seems to only wake up on weekends..and then fall back asleep during the week.

Apparently, there are a whole lot of dolphins here...but I didn't go out of my way to try and see them...I will the next time I go...