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When I set that site up in 2011, it was really heart-warming how many people rallied around and chipped in. It's doubly nostalgic to see it here again, 5 years later. Edit: and there's still room on that donors page for any companies wanting to chip in something substantial. Edit 2: 5 years, not 4.
Oh man, the memories. For people who have grown up in a hyper-connected always-online world, it's hard to explain the pure joy of hearing the sound of your computer picking up the phone and sending those tones [0]. Because it meant going from isolated, disconnected and unitary to being part of a wider world. Suddenly, everything was at your fingertips and it was intoxicating to me as a teenager. Fire up Trumpet Winso…
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Heh. "local" -- ~1988 I was calling into BBSs in San Jose from Tahoe... the phone bill got to $926! I was grounded for a month. We wanted to play trade wars and the pit. Super fun. I also used to call up 411 (information, where you would call 411 and say "do you have a number for John Smith in lake tahoe ca?") -- and I would chat up the 411 operators for as long as possible - the contest being to see how long we coul…
I racked up a hefty bill one month for my mom back in day connecting to the net at all times of the night. The old Web was such a glorious thing. My favorite activity was to download images and animated GIFs so that I could have them forever. You just never knew if you'd find them again and having access to new content was a novel concept to me. I still have that folder. Backed up over 17 years just because I still c…
Oh man, the memories. For people who have grown up in a hyper-connected always-online world, it's hard to explain the pure joy of hearing the sound of your computer picking up the phone and sending those tones [0]. Because it meant going from isolated, disconnected and unitary to being part of a wider world. Suddenly, everything was at your fingertips and it was intoxicating to me as a teenager. Fire up Trumpet Winso…
Same here. I still recall the first time I ever went online. My mind was blown and it changed everything.
I try to think about what a younger generation who was born into an "always connected" world will experience during their time as a truly transformative moment like that.
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Wow, MUDs I have not thought about the one I spent my teenage years playing until you mentioned them. I just checked and to my surprise it is still online. Too bad it looks like no one plays anymore.
Some of my best computer memories of that era are from playing various MUDs, and even 20+ years later I still keep up with some of the friends I met playing MUDs during those years. Many of the MUDs I played on are sadly long gone, but a few are still around. I still connect every so often and chat with folks, maybe do a little light RP. Some of those same friends I've been playing with, on and off, for since the ear…
I'm glad I got to be a part of that culture. I learned a lot dealing with the everyday disasters of Bad Old C and ended up with responsibility and management long before I ever would have in the real world. Plus, they were a hell of a lot of fun when you found a neat spot that maybe nobody had seen since it was built.
When I set that site up in 2011, it was really heart-warming how many people rallied around and chipped in. It's doubly nostalgic to see it here again, 5 years later. Edit: and there's still room on that donors page for any companies wanting to chip in something substantial. Edit 2: 5 years, not 4.
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I racked up a hefty bill one month for my mom back in day connecting to the net at all times of the night. The old Web was such a glorious thing. My favorite activity was to download images and animated GIFs so that I could have them forever. You just never knew if you'd find them again and having access to new content was a novel concept to me. I still have that folder. Backed up over 17 years just because I still c…
Upload them to imgur. I'm sure it'll be a trip down memory lane for a lot of us.