My mom sent me cupcakes! [link]
'Destiny'
Spike's Bitches 47: Someone Dangerous Could Get In
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Yep. The original spreadsheet software on an Apple II with a Silentwriter thermal printer.
We used it on the same. Held the entire inventory for a manufacturing company, on floppy disks. I had it at home too, but not so fancy as to have an actual printer. I had less trouble with technology then.
I have not been an adult at all today. Didn't bother to go to the office, although I did work remotely. I am only now getting around to hitting the shower. Perhaps that shall perk me up some.
eta: YaY, Hil's mom!
I can vaguely remember spending Saturdays at my dad's office while he backed up the last week's worth of data on the computer system, which entailed transmitting everything onto a gigantic reel of magnetic tape that would then get carefully labeled and stuck in a cool, dark closet with all the previous weeks' gigantic reels. It took 3-4 hours and sometimes the tape would get snarled and he'd have to unwind it and start over. Good times!
he backed up the last week's worth of data on the computer system
Uh, I did this at my first job. How young are you anyway?
Deena posted on the Drollerie Press LJ that she was shutting down the press due to her ill health. Apparently she's lucky to manage an hour out of bed a day, and with the kids and everything she's got far more important things to cope with than Drollerie.
God, I was so hoping she was getting better. Her LJ post said she'd be unable to answer any emails. I hope she can get disability of something.
Oh no.
I'm older than you, I'm pretty sure. This was something like '76-80. Sometime very soon after that he switched to something that either didn't involve the magnetic tape reel or that did but did it somewhat faster.
And, oh, God, Deena. That's deeply awful.
Oh no, Deena! I'm so sorry to hear that.
Oh, no. Poor Deena. I knew I hadn't seen her around in eons, but I had no idea...