I remember when my brother showed me stuffit for the first time. I thought it was the most useless "program" ever and I never thought I would need to stuff a bunch of files just to unstuff it again when I needed it.
Now it really seems like that's all I do all day, stuff and unstuff files, zip it and ship it, folder after folder after folder of file after file after file. I remember when the most use I got out of my computer was playing where in the world is carmen san diego and prince of persia and paintshop - which of course I would have made good use of if I didn't carefully save the stationary for something special.
I remember when a mouse was a novelty and I got a kids magazine every couple months that had instructions to build DOS games.
I remember seeing a modem for the first time and wondering what the point was. It seemed like going backwards from cordless phones to morse code to me, though I was a big fan a couple years later when I got a big book of cool websites along with my very own LCIII computer and a dial-up account that we had to pay long distance rates to access.
I remember paying 300 for the phone bill.
I spent hours reading Jerry's Page! With neon rainbow text that changed colors after every word. Flashy background patterns put me in the ultimate zone as I learned about midi (cooool.) real audio (ohmygod!) and mp2s (holy shit!!!!) I played fetch with a virtual pet. I spent hours in chat rooms, posting nonsense because I fucking wanted to and none of those annoying losers could stop me. I giggled with my girlfriends as some jackoff cybersexed us up.
Those were the days....
Now it really seems like that's all I do all day, stuff and unstuff files, zip it and ship it, folder after folder after folder of file after file after file. I remember when the most use I got out of my computer was playing where in the world is carmen san diego and prince of persia and paintshop - which of course I would have made good use of if I didn't carefully save the stationary for something special.
I remember when a mouse was a novelty and I got a kids magazine every couple months that had instructions to build DOS games.
I remember seeing a modem for the first time and wondering what the point was. It seemed like going backwards from cordless phones to morse code to me, though I was a big fan a couple years later when I got a big book of cool websites along with my very own LCIII computer and a dial-up account that we had to pay long distance rates to access.
I remember paying 300 for the phone bill.
I spent hours reading Jerry's Page! With neon rainbow text that changed colors after every word. Flashy background patterns put me in the ultimate zone as I learned about midi (cooool.) real audio (ohmygod!) and mp2s (holy shit!!!!) I played fetch with a virtual pet. I spent hours in chat rooms, posting nonsense because I fucking wanted to and none of those annoying losers could stop me. I giggled with my girlfriends as some jackoff cybersexed us up.
Those were the days....
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I also remember the first $80 AOL bill when my ex was spending hours playing an online trivia game and we were already broke. Hourly online rates were the devil.