So I have had a few convos lately with the kids. Ones that included I remember when. This was prompted by Modern Marvels on the History Channel. They did a 70s version and I think also an 80s one
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We still have our 286. My earliest fanfic is still on there, I wish I could remember what the hell the password was to it. Horrible schmoopsy angstiest of the angsty Gen X fanfic that I wrote when I was 15, with WordPerfect 5.1 and its eye searing blue screen. <3
I got a 486 for my 18th birthday. :D
When I was in third grade our class had a pilot computer class. We paid for a disk each (5 1/4) and went to the basement every Wednesday afternoon to write programs in BASIC.
I remember when 3 1/2 floppies came out, and we didn't have to worry about scratching up the film in the middle of the disk anymore. Between that and CDs, It was like flying cars had arrived.
We never had a daisy wheel, but I still have my dot matrix in storage. :)
Eh, computers move fast. My first computing experience was on something that didn't even have a hard drive. I can't remember what kind of computer that is, I have to ask my dad. I could write my homework on it (I was light years ahead of everyone, and this was when I was 9 and 10, so late 80s) and print it out, but if I wanted to save it I had to put it on a floppy. My youngest sister, otoh, is seen as some kind of computing guru among her generation because she's surfed with Lynx and used Pine, and once actually lived without internet (*gasp, horror*).
I got a 486 for my 18th birthday. :D
When I was in third grade our class had a pilot computer class. We paid for a disk each (5 1/4) and went to the basement every Wednesday afternoon to write programs in BASIC.
I remember when 3 1/2 floppies came out, and we didn't have to worry about scratching up the film in the middle of the disk anymore. Between that and CDs, It was like flying cars had arrived.
We never had a daisy wheel, but I still have my dot matrix in storage. :)
Eh, computers move fast. My first computing experience was on something that didn't even have a hard drive. I can't remember what kind of computer that is, I have to ask my dad. I could write my homework on it (I was light years ahead of everyone, and this was when I was 9 and 10, so late 80s) and print it out, but if I wanted to save it I had to put it on a floppy. My youngest sister, otoh, is seen as some kind of computing guru among her generation because she's surfed with Lynx and used Pine, and once actually lived without internet (*gasp, horror*).
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