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Remember when email was tied to the ISP? It was enough to link to any shady site, and the next day your email was full of demented spam. Also, it was not possible to change your email as you wish. Independent email providers is one of the few thing that were done right, so today it's not so easy to track you down for average pieces of shit.

Remember when email was tied to the ISP? It was enough to link to any shady site, and the next day your email was full of demented spam. Also, it was not possible to change your email as you wish. Independent email providers is one of the few thing that were done right, so today it's not so easy to track you down for average pieces of shit.

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Pepperidge Farm remembers when internet was charged by the minute.

I once had a two foot high stack of AOL “free 500 minutes!” CDs

I gave half to my library to make a ‘What is a CD-ROM?’ display, even though the kids knew what a fucking CD was and it was the librarians that were clueless.

The dumbass librarian kicked me out because I used a pair of headphones in the headphone jack of the “Multimedia PC” saying the headphones “were untested” and I could “irreparably damage the Multimedia PC” by using them.

Multimedia meant it could run the videos off an Encarta ‘95 SEE DEE ROM

Silly cow.

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Those new-fangled digital thingies still escape some libraries.

Last time I checked my local dead tree repository, they still didn't have a computer system where you could search for books that were just in the local branch. All you could do was search across the entire metro area and hope they could locate the book at the branch in the hood.

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I once had a two foot high stack of AOL “free 500 minutes!” CDs

You are but a child -- I had a drawer full of floppies.

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I had a 5 MB hard drive consisting of seven 12 inch platters. Formatting required it to be on a floor, or the table would literally rock to the ground or break a leg.

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FatFreddysFarm remembers when pirating a game meant typing the code in from a magazine photocopy. Then putting it on a music tape cassette to sell at school.