Are the NYCers still alive?

I'm not dead yet! t /Monty Python Plague Victim

It was a nuclear bomb at the UN. You have to be precise in your DOOOOMMM!!

Not merely the UN, at The United Nations Plaza (which had my co-workers and I wetting ourselves, since the address of our building is _ _ _ UN Plaza)

On the bright side, at least the water is raining in the bathroom. Inconvenient, but at least it's not raining all over your books or computer equipment.

I was thinking, "on the bright side, at least its his draining bathtub that's leaking. And you landlords should pay up.

"E-mailing somebody far way is not the same as them going to pick up your child at daycare or bringing you chicken soup," she said.

That's absurd. a) sometimes it IS; b) sometimes its BETTER and: c) its a false dichotomy anyway, the far away person COULDN'T do those things, its a different sort of relationship entirely.

(hmm... 'dichotomy' is not the word I want. what is the damn word I want? its a crap comparison regardless)

I've seen it happen in about every fandom community I've tripped over, Matt. Nathan (Quantum Physics Boy) still meets up with the Robert Jordan fandom.

Daily Kos just did it with Yearly Kos (and are behaving as though no internet community before them eve had a F2F).

I've encountered at least one usenet community (soc.culture.african.american) which had a similar effect. As for web communities, it happened all over TT, didn't it? It might be continuing/renewing/happening anew at DriveWeSaid and The Perfect World. And those are just places I've been, and I don't get out that much. At least not to new places.

I don't think it's rare enough to be left out of the article.

the far away person COULDN'T do those things, its a different sort of relationship entirely.

You sent me bagels to cheer me. msbelle sent me cookies. Sometimes internet friends send me flowers. Chicken soup is a shit example. The only reason people don't send it is because it doesn't travel well. My mom is 3000 miles away, and I'm closer to her now than I was when i lived with her. Her care packages filled with tea and goofy t-shirts that I'd never wear and some crappy thing she found at a second-hand store ARE chicken soup. Same exact effect.

So we do those things.

Shit, we brought Nilly here from ISRAEL, and coordinated a five city tour of America. As much as I like to think we're innovators, I can't believe we're teh only ones to have gone to such lengths for one of our fellow internet axe murderers.

Sorry. I'm passionate (overly) about this stuff, these days.

The only reason people don't send it is because it doesn't travel well.

Come to think of it, if I knew a diner in your neighborhood that delivered and that you loved chicken soup that would totally happen.

Pre-telephone (and cheap telephone) people had relationships that consisted almost entirely of passionate correspondence. And then that just about died completely... until the interbunny revived it in a more instant form. I think that is the more apt comparison.

Oh, the nature of my pants notwithstanding, I don't mean sexually passionate.

Exactly! I just told someone the other day that Emerson was just a low-tech blogger, and that Jefferson and Hamilton worked out the Constitution and Bill of Rights over a low tech flame-war. Same shit, different century.

Even though it doesn't ship well, there has even been Buffista soup conveyance -- when TB took pho to Hec's ex-GF when she was new in Portland and didn't know anyone (including TB).

And Allyson, you're right to be passionate about this stuff.

For about a generation "correspondence" went away. And then it came back like blazes. I wonder about the books that will be published in a decade or two containing the emails and IMs between two noteable politicans or artists. Or even a group of them.