I spent my Sunday watching Star Trek this morning (loved it), the Patriots early in the afternoon and now Star Trek: Into Darkness after the game.
I spent most of the (decidedly boring) Patriots game distracted by a trip down memory lane, that "lane" being USENET. Anyone over the age of, say, 35 that was a moderate to heavy computer user in the mid 90s who was not an AOL user has a vivid, probably melancholy memory of life on the small "i" internet before The September That Never Ended, (look here too).
Life, then, was full of colorful little B1FFs talking amongst each other with the Mike Corleys and Alexander Abians of the world. Hipcrime, Gharlane of Eddore and John C. Baez were all there, too...watching Richard The St00pid's explosive BI, keeping an eye on the Crackpot Index expand like it was the FBI's Top Ten Most Wanted list and making damn sure our .sig files were 4 lines or less.
We carefully maintained killfiles, dodged cancel bots and flamewars. We watched in amazement the advancement of binary groups and thought for sure they would bring about the end of everything.
This one's for you, Edmond Wollmann. You Shooting Star you.
The Flamers Bible [rec.humor.funny]