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When I was younger, the days past slowly and the world was far away from me. It seemed so sudden, then, that a little miracle entered the shops and, from there, my home. The ZX Spectrum was my entry into the world of computers and games, and I haven't looked back since.
Well, in those days the kids tended to play out more and rainy days seemed more boring than ever. I had my Spectrum to keep me amused, when it wasn't loading the 5 minute game files or crashing, causing yet another reload, but something was missing. Contact was lost with the outside world, with likeminded people who I could have a chat to in a dull and dreary moment. I had friends, most of whom had the same thoughts as me when the rain or the snow fell during autumn and winter months, we would wonder what to do without our trees and fields and at times I was left on my own with no-one to share my thoughts. In short, there was no communication, no internet.
As I grew up, I discovered that there was an answer. The internet beckoned and I was enthralled by the many mailing lists containing growing numbers of groups that had the same interests as me. I joined a fortean list as soon as I could and chatted about all things strange under the psudonm Mulder (the x-files hadn't really become well known by then) and really enjoyed myself, despite being deluged by the hundreds of mails into my inbox each day. I really couldn't believe how many people there were out there, both in this country and abroad, that I could communicate with so easily. The net had me hooked from that day and I've never looked back.
Well, the years past, and my university course gave me a chance to sample the net's finest moments, finding out about emulation and newsgroups, creating a webpage (however bad!), even starting to get free stuff online, which, at the time, was pretty hard to find but well worth it. I made freinds in all different countries and got a much broader outlook on life. Email kept me in touch with people that I may not have normally written to and also kept me in touch with the world. The net became a part of my life and fed my need for information in a way that had never before been possible. I even had the chance to introduce many more people to this wonderful invention and in turn got them hooked on the net as well.
The culmination of this is that I've now found Special Reserve's site and made freinds that have even more importance than any people I have met on the net before. The constant stream of information and banter has kept me both amused and informed and I'll never leave this wonderful site or the beauty of the internet itself. As for the future, well who can tell? Maybe we'll have webcam versions of these chat sites, or there will be electronic versions of ourselves (or psudoselves for those wishing to remain more mysterious) doing much the same as we do now. Maybe this is the way it will be for a long time to come? Who knows, but as long as I can use it and as long as it stays a part of my life, I will remain indebted to the internet.
Well, in those days the kids tended to play out more and rainy days seemed more boring than ever. I had my Spectrum to keep me amused, when it wasn't loading the 5 minute game files or crashing, causing yet another reload, but something was missing. Contact was lost with the outside world, with likeminded people who I could have a chat to in a dull and dreary moment. I had friends, most of whom had the same thoughts as me when the rain or the snow fell during autumn and winter months, we would wonder what to do without our trees and fields and at times I was left on my own with no-one to share my thoughts. In short, there was no communication, no internet.
As I grew up, I discovered that there was an answer. The internet beckoned and I was enthralled by the many mailing lists containing growing numbers of groups that had the same interests as me. I joined a fortean list as soon as I could and chatted about all things strange under the psudonm Mulder (the x-files hadn't really become well known by then) and really enjoyed myself, despite being deluged by the hundreds of mails into my inbox each day. I really couldn't believe how many people there were out there, both in this country and abroad, that I could communicate with so easily. The net had me hooked from that day and I've never looked back.
Well, the years past, and my university course gave me a chance to sample the net's finest moments, finding out about emulation and newsgroups, creating a webpage (however bad!), even starting to get free stuff online, which, at the time, was pretty hard to find but well worth it. I made freinds in all different countries and got a much broader outlook on life. Email kept me in touch with people that I may not have normally written to and also kept me in touch with the world. The net became a part of my life and fed my need for information in a way that had never before been possible. I even had the chance to introduce many more people to this wonderful invention and in turn got them hooked on the net as well.
The culmination of this is that I've now found Special Reserve's site and made freinds that have even more importance than any people I have met on the net before. The constant stream of information and banter has kept me both amused and informed and I'll never leave this wonderful site or the beauty of the internet itself. As for the future, well who can tell? Maybe we'll have webcam versions of these chat sites, or there will be electronic versions of ourselves (or psudoselves for those wishing to remain more mysterious) doing much the same as we do now. Maybe this is the way it will be for a long time to come? Who knows, but as long as I can use it and as long as it stays a part of my life, I will remain indebted to the internet.
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WEll my favourite letter is 'Commandos 2 is impossible and if I don't get past the training levels in the next five minutes then I'm going to go crazy and consider suicide'.
sorry, just thought it was worth repeating! :-)
(or I pressed the button before typing anything..)
my favorite letters are ZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
(or I pressed the button before typing anything..)
my favorite letters are ZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
The Game wrote:
> pb: The best letters of the alphabet!
> pb: The best letters of the alphabet!
pb: The best letters of the alphabet!
RastaBillySkank wrote:
> pb wrote:
psudonm
Pseudonym is the correct spelling :-D
so....very....tired ;)
and, yes, shocky, I do occasionally get a chance to go on msn!
> pb wrote:
psudonm
Pseudonym is the correct spelling :-D
so....very....tired ;)
and, yes, shocky, I do occasionally get a chance to go on msn!
I suppose I must be grateful, really, for being lucky enough to grow up in a time of rapidly advancing technology, eh? I have grown up with Atari's, SNES's, etc...and so I take it for granted.
My dad can't get over, even now, how good the PlayStation's graphics are! :D He is, compared to me, still learning and getting used to haviong a console around the house, and it's because this I think, that he always finds games exciting and fun.
Now I'm in no way implying that we, us 'kids' don't have fun when playing games or find them exciting, but you have to admit that we can be a bit serious when it comes down to beating your mates.
Is that the way you see it, pb?
P.S - was that REALLY you chatting to me on msn earlier?
Shocky - :-D
My dad can't get over, even now, how good the PlayStation's graphics are! :D He is, compared to me, still learning and getting used to haviong a console around the house, and it's because this I think, that he always finds games exciting and fun.
Now I'm in no way implying that we, us 'kids' don't have fun when playing games or find them exciting, but you have to admit that we can be a bit serious when it comes down to beating your mates.
Is that the way you see it, pb?
P.S - was that REALLY you chatting to me on msn earlier?
Shocky - :-D
pb wrote:
psudonm
Pseudonym is the correct spelling :-D
psudonm
Pseudonym is the correct spelling :-D
When I was younger, the days past slowly and the world was far away from me. It seemed so sudden, then, that a little miracle entered the shops and, from there, my home. The ZX Spectrum was my entry into the world of computers and games, and I haven't looked back since.
Well, in those days the kids tended to play out more and rainy days seemed more boring than ever. I had my Spectrum to keep me amused, when it wasn't loading the 5 minute game files or crashing, causing yet another reload, but something was missing. Contact was lost with the outside world, with likeminded people who I could have a chat to in a dull and dreary moment. I had friends, most of whom had the same thoughts as me when the rain or the snow fell during autumn and winter months, we would wonder what to do without our trees and fields and at times I was left on my own with no-one to share my thoughts. In short, there was no communication, no internet.
As I grew up, I discovered that there was an answer. The internet beckoned and I was enthralled by the many mailing lists containing growing numbers of groups that had the same interests as me. I joined a fortean list as soon as I could and chatted about all things strange under the psudonm Mulder (the x-files hadn't really become well known by then) and really enjoyed myself, despite being deluged by the hundreds of mails into my inbox each day. I really couldn't believe how many people there were out there, both in this country and abroad, that I could communicate with so easily. The net had me hooked from that day and I've never looked back.
Well, the years past, and my university course gave me a chance to sample the net's finest moments, finding out about emulation and newsgroups, creating a webpage (however bad!), even starting to get free stuff online, which, at the time, was pretty hard to find but well worth it. I made freinds in all different countries and got a much broader outlook on life. Email kept me in touch with people that I may not have normally written to and also kept me in touch with the world. The net became a part of my life and fed my need for information in a way that had never before been possible. I even had the chance to introduce many more people to this wonderful invention and in turn got them hooked on the net as well.
The culmination of this is that I've now found Special Reserve's site and made freinds that have even more importance than any people I have met on the net before. The constant stream of information and banter has kept me both amused and informed and I'll never leave this wonderful site or the beauty of the internet itself. As for the future, well who can tell? Maybe we'll have webcam versions of these chat sites, or there will be electronic versions of ourselves (or psudoselves for those wishing to remain more mysterious) doing much the same as we do now. Maybe this is the way it will be for a long time to come? Who knows, but as long as I can use it and as long as it stays a part of my life, I will remain indebted to the internet.
Well, in those days the kids tended to play out more and rainy days seemed more boring than ever. I had my Spectrum to keep me amused, when it wasn't loading the 5 minute game files or crashing, causing yet another reload, but something was missing. Contact was lost with the outside world, with likeminded people who I could have a chat to in a dull and dreary moment. I had friends, most of whom had the same thoughts as me when the rain or the snow fell during autumn and winter months, we would wonder what to do without our trees and fields and at times I was left on my own with no-one to share my thoughts. In short, there was no communication, no internet.
As I grew up, I discovered that there was an answer. The internet beckoned and I was enthralled by the many mailing lists containing growing numbers of groups that had the same interests as me. I joined a fortean list as soon as I could and chatted about all things strange under the psudonm Mulder (the x-files hadn't really become well known by then) and really enjoyed myself, despite being deluged by the hundreds of mails into my inbox each day. I really couldn't believe how many people there were out there, both in this country and abroad, that I could communicate with so easily. The net had me hooked from that day and I've never looked back.
Well, the years past, and my university course gave me a chance to sample the net's finest moments, finding out about emulation and newsgroups, creating a webpage (however bad!), even starting to get free stuff online, which, at the time, was pretty hard to find but well worth it. I made freinds in all different countries and got a much broader outlook on life. Email kept me in touch with people that I may not have normally written to and also kept me in touch with the world. The net became a part of my life and fed my need for information in a way that had never before been possible. I even had the chance to introduce many more people to this wonderful invention and in turn got them hooked on the net as well.
The culmination of this is that I've now found Special Reserve's site and made freinds that have even more importance than any people I have met on the net before. The constant stream of information and banter has kept me both amused and informed and I'll never leave this wonderful site or the beauty of the internet itself. As for the future, well who can tell? Maybe we'll have webcam versions of these chat sites, or there will be electronic versions of ourselves (or psudoselves for those wishing to remain more mysterious) doing much the same as we do now. Maybe this is the way it will be for a long time to come? Who knows, but as long as I can use it and as long as it stays a part of my life, I will remain indebted to the internet.
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