Some of the sponsored shit is crazy too.

I was watching a video on a timeline of events with Puff Daddy and it hit this one part that went something like, “the young man said that Diddy wanted to play with his anus. Which reminds me of our sponsor, the law offices of so and so. Life is unpredictable and you or your loved ones could get molested too. If that happens you’ll need legal representation! Our sponsor will represent you…”.

Holy shit my brain shorted on that one.

It is so depressing how much I lost as a kid.

My backup method was almost entirely optical. Oh well. I’ve kept myself from feeling too bad by keeping in mind that I am waaaaay too lazy to ever go digging through it anyway.

I wasn’t gonna hack my switch, buuuuut.

I don’t have that one. I remember my cousin using it to animate dolls she drew on paint shop pro though. I don’t specifically remember it being animation shop, but I remember the name Jasc when she was showing me her work.

My library closed recently because of structural issues with the building. I finally made up my mind and drove over to get a card. What a bummer.

I’m glad I figgered it oot. All I miss are the video subs. I can live without them.

YouTube can’t get it right, I watched one video about police brutality 15 years ago and now they think I just want to watch people get pummeled by cops all day and be mad about it. I can’t just go subscribing to a community with content I like on there, gotta subscribe to individuals and hope the right stuff rolls in. I just don’t watch many videos these days.!

Works for me as long as I’m on safari.

I won’t ever forget how cold it got here last Christmas in Appalachia.

I closed the store for the 24th and 25th. When I came back the place was flooded because the heat stopped working and the pipes in the ceiling exploded. The entire store was flooded and I spent the day after Christmas pushing water out of the store.

I had to take a heater and melt the ice to finish the job.

What a nightmare.

I don’t shit at work. Now, back in the day when I had my own private bathroom in my office (luck of the draw), I never shit at home.

I got paid 5.50 an hour (was shitty money even then, but a man could eat) to shit there, and by Krishna I was gonna shit there.

One day the boss said, “I don’t pay you to poop.” And I said, “Bud, you’ve paid me for every shit I’ve taken for the last four years. I’d like to take a moment to thank you while we’re on the subject.”

He was not amused haha.

It’s funny. I’m dirt poor and I really want to play The Last of Us again. I could easily download it and get it going through piracy. Heck, it’s crossed my mind a time or two.

But you know what I’m doing? I’m waiting for it to go on sale and I’ll grab it then if the time is right. If not I’ll wait until it is.

I have plenty to do until then.

It’s definitely a service issue. I haven’t pirated a single game on Steam Deck.

This right here dammit.

I’m just happy with all the pirate sites today. Works fine for me. I’m about to cancel everything.

That’s a project I’ll certainly undertake one day. Thank you for the suggestion.

Phones finally stopped my hoarding.

On my desktop pc I have almost every file I’ve downloaded since 1998. Seriously.

Want that old specific version of Nero to burn CDs, I probably have you. Looking for abandonware? Yeah, that was my thing for awhile.

I used to have operating systems I can’t find any record of existing these days (mostly front ends for DOS made to seem more modern in the early 00s). I had something that made Windows 3.1 look like Windows 95, I even had something that made Windows 98 look just like Mac OS 8 (no shit, it layered over windows and everything flawlessly).

I had every version of Mandrake Linux and several versions after the rename.

Tonnns of software to extend the life of 16 bit hardware.

I still have several screeners in 240p from the early 2000s with the audience moving around and laughing in them.

I have a decent collection of Nirvana bootlegs I downloaded from FTP servers way back in the day.

Man I miss the old internet. I’m getting old and that’s part of it I guess.

I find myself hoarding on the Steam Deck desktop too. Something about having a wide open file system just brings that impulse out in me.

Well, shit. I had totally forgotten.

I’m making a note now.

For real though. You’ve summed it up pretty good here.

One of my earliest experiences online was on an irc server.

I was showing my mom how it worked and she pissed some other woman off on there. The lady told her she was going to hack her.

Well, she started sending a bunch of ascii text and my mom panicked and forced me to unplug the computer.

My mom said, “How long should we wait to connect to the internet? We probably need antivirus.” Haha

I felt like a goddamn explorer in those days.

Oooh I loved my inline frames.

I was so fucking proud of that. My links down the left side, two inline frames neatly in a box on the right, perfectly designed in two versions. One for 800x600, the other for 1024x768.

I did websites for bands from East Tennessee, one for a weird website for survivors of “satanic ritual abuse”. I thought it was nuts but I made a hundred bucks.

I wouldn’t even know where to start on the modern web. I’m fine with that too. I lost the passion for it when everyone under the sun wanted me to be their free tech support years ago.

I remember when I first started on homestead. Seeing my dangling skeleton gifs and my “under construction” banners made me feel like something. There it was, the World Wide Web, and I had my own place on it. Perpetually under construction.

I used to love browsing geocities and the log in name would be right there in the link. Something like geocities.com/cartman1988

I’d guess the password and change things around on their page to mess with them. “Hmmm, Cartman eh? Let’s try southpark. I’M IN. Time to photoshop dicks on this dude’s face!”

To be a kid again.

Y’all got me all old and nostalgic here. :p