Actual text messages from this weekend:
My friend T.: Chatting with Kayan at hot dog and he remembers you.
Me: Kayan who? What is hot dog?
My friend T: Kyan was your neighbor from Queer Eye and hot dog is a club.
Me: Oh! I bet he lied.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Actual text messages from this weekend:
My friend T.: Chatting with Kayan at hot dog and he remembers you.
Me: Kayan who? What is hot dog?
My friend T: Kyan was your neighbor from Queer Eye and hot dog is a club.
Me: Oh! I bet he lied.
Perhaps if your friend T had spelled Kyan's name correctly the first time. . you'd have remembered him.
Yeah, I was like, who cares that some guy I went abroad with remembers me? And then I realized, hey, that's Kayvan. WTF is Kayan?!
It's not so much the length of time we've been around, it's more the idea that you can't do that now, the internet's too different.
I...I don't know.
I have Facebook and I like Facebook even though it messes with my head because I can see people from a bunch of different worlds all next to each other.
My father had a still set up in the basement, inherited from my (and Sox's) Grandfather, and Great-Grandfather (who had it set up in the woods). The still was strategically set up so that we wouldn't hit it when using the firing range.
OK, you've got to know that sounds like the second half of one of those Jeff Foxworthy jokes...
So. Freakin. Cool.
It's not so much the length of time we've been around, it's more the idea that you can't do that now, the internet's too different.
Ah, I see what you mean now.
Beatrice's experiences are specific to a bygone time and television show -- making friends online was an entirely different proposition ten years ago, when the Internet wasn't overrun with millions of eleven-year-old MySpace users, and internet-savvy Buffy fans were an even more rarefied group.
I think that's crap. I continue to make friends online and socialize with them in meatspace. It's never exactly the same as b.org, but each community has its own flavor. The internet is different; it's a hell of a lot bigger and busier. I think the social networking tools available to us now might make it easier to find like-minded people, but who knows, maybe that's because I've been around long enough that I know how and where to look.
Anybody see NASA's Astronomy Picture of the Day today? Link
Anybody see NASA's Astronomy Picture of the Day today? Link
I totally want to live there.
I think that's crap. I continue to make friends online and socialize with them in meatspace. It's never exactly the same as b.org, but each community has its own flavor. The internet is different; it's a hell of a lot bigger and busier. I think the social networking tools available to us now might make it easier to find like-minded people, but who knows, maybe that's because I've been around long enough that I know how and where to look.
ITA. I was online and chatting in communities by '94, but I didn't find b.org until '04.
So. Freakin. Cool.
I think it's funnier when you know that I grew up in Westchester County. The suburbs are so subversive.