Yeah, but ask them about computers. Grown-ups...yeah, nobody go there...but grown-ups w/o kids are lost. I do remember Big Al.
God I'm Old!
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Yeah, I do. LaserDisk came right after those... looked like giant CDs.Anyone remember CED movies?
When you think about it, there really isn't anything new out that wasn't around in the 80's. The tech has evolved, but there haven't really been any new concepts for awhile.
Neesy
#1 fan (Annie Wilkes cousin) 1st cousin Mom's side
To reply to the title of this thread "God, I'm Old" - I prefer to think of myself not as 'old' but rather well aged, like a fine cheese (the kind without mold!) 
Well there's that whole internet thingy.
Neesy
#1 fan (Annie Wilkes cousin) 1st cousin Mom's side
Sorry man, that was around. Infant form, yes. But the concept of a code based "page" to facilitate a internetwork connection was first conceived in the late 60's (ARPAnet). Though, this was really just an advanced form of Tip and Ring telephony and not a true coded page. It was pulse tone coding. The 80's had Compuserve and mIRC rooms. I can remember my friend getting a 1200baud modem and thinking that was the most advanced thing the world could ever come up with.
What is new is the "WWW" designation and the "web", though even that was around in text form and GUI form as early as 1989. HTML was around before the credited date in Neesy's article. In fact an early form of it was in use in the ARPAnet project. Later this became some of the code kernel base for the CP/M and eventually MS DOS and Unix operating systems.But the concept of a socket (protocol plus a port number)was established by that first test in the 60's. that concept IS the "Internet". The web operates on the Internet. They are not the same thing.
An interesting factoid: the serial numbers tattooed onto concentration camp victims in Nazi Germany are thought to actually be IBM punch card numbers where their vital statistics were being recorded and compiled into a eugenics database. This was actually happening before this in the German census and is what lead to the delineation of those with Jewish ancestry. Though, the citizenry did not know early on that this is why the info was being collected. These were the first punch card coding and compiling processes developed and are what lead later to UniVac and then to modern computing as we know it (eventually).
For full disclosure, part of my job is to design curriculum to teach this stuff. I unfortunately have more acronyms and factoids in my brain than most hamsters.
Neesy
#1 fan (Annie Wilkes cousin) 1st cousin Mom's side
Interesting about the serial numbers tattooed on concentration camp victims. It makes me think of that show "Grimm" - they show Hitler as having been a real 'monster' or vessen that could change from human shape into a beastSorry man, that was around. Infant form, yes. But the concept of a code based "page" to facilitate a internetwork connection was first conceived in the late 60's (ARPAnet). Though, this was really just an advanced form of Tip and Ring telephony and not a true coded page. It was pulse tone coding. The 80's had Compuserve and mIRC rooms. I can remember my friend getting a 1200baud modem and thinking that was the most advanced thing the world could ever come up with.
What is new is the "WWW" designation and the "web", though even that was around in text form and GUI form as early as 1989. HTML was around before the credited date in Neesy's article. In fact an early form of it was in use in the ARPAnet project. Later this became some of the code kernel base for the CP/M and eventually MS DOS and Unix operating systems.But the concept of a socket (protocol plus a port number)was established by that first test in the 60's. that concept IS the "Internet". The web operates on the Internet. They are not the same thing.
An interesting factoid: the serial numbers tattooed onto concentration camp victims in Nazi Germany are thought to actually be IBM punch card numbers where their vital statistics were being recorded and compiled into a eugenics database. This was actually happening before this in the German census and is what lead to the delineation of those with Jewish ancestry. Though, the citizenry did not know early on that this is why the info was being collected. These were the first punch card coding and compiling processes developed and are what lead later to UniVac and then to modern computing as we know it (eventually).
For full disclosure, part of my job is to design curriculum to teach this stuff. I unfortunately have more acronyms and factoids in my brain than most hamsters.
Oh, 8-track tapes. I so miss them. I never liked cassettes. I held on to my 8-track tapes as long as possible. I even resisted CDs as long as possible. It hurts me to see people melting LPs. Now, I guess that makes me old too.
When I think of Kareem, I always picture him in The Stand mini-series. "Bring out your dead."
There is a book about it. I think it's called "IBM and the Holocaust". I read somewhere Brad Pitt was making a movie out of it.Interesting about the serial numbers tattooed on concentration camp victims. It makes me think of that show "Grimm" - they show Hitler as having been a real 'monster' or vessen that could change from human shape into a beast
I still have a working Walkman. the coolest thing they had going was the auto-reverse feature. It would automatically play the tape backward and switch the mag-head to the other side. Remember the most finely awesome "Dolby Noise Reduction" feature to get rid of the analog tape hiss? And CrO2 tapes that were supposed to be better quality? I am still unsure of that...
Here's something that makes me feel old:
The original Karate Kid is now a year older that Mr. Miyagi was in the first Karate Kid. He's 52.
The original Karate Kid is now a year older that Mr. Miyagi was in the first Karate Kid. He's 52.
Mine too . . .they are priceless!
Hey, I thought Al Gore invented the internet!
Me too, honey - both old and loved my Walkman. The first one I had was a radio because my dingdong mom didn't know what to get me. Ugh - mothers.And it wasn’t even all that long ago.
My first car was a 1978 or 79 Ford Pinto, yellow with a pinstripe, and it had an 8 track - I was able to round up 3 8 tracks: Ted Nugent, Boston, and Sam Cooke. you could only groove like that in my car. I was supremely cool.
A Pinto. The rearend exploder?
Neesy
#1 fan (Annie Wilkes cousin) 1st cousin Mom's side
I think Stephen King and his family bought one too! He jokes about it in an interview on line
Neesy
#1 fan (Annie Wilkes cousin) 1st cousin Mom's side
While in the UK, King read an article about a kid in Portland, Maine who was killed by a Saint Bernard, which clicked into place with an incident from the previous year in which he’d taken his motorcycle out to the middle of nowhere to get fixed. He managed to get his bike into the driveway of the mechanic’s house before it died. From across the road he heard growling and turned to see a massive Saint Bernard approaching, ready to attack.
The dog only stood down when the mechanic strolled out of his barn and smacked it on the haunches with a socket wrench, saying, “Joe must not like you.”
Then King started thinking about the banged up Pinto he and his wife had bought with their $2500 Doubleday advance for Carrie. They were still driving it in the late 70’s, and the car had a sticky needle valve on the carburetor, which meant it kept stalling. King started to wonder, what if the Pinto acted up and his wife was the one who drove it to the mechanic’s in the middle of nowhere?
What if she had one of their kids with her? And what if there was no one around to whack the Saint Bernard on the butt with a socket wrench? Even worse, what if the dog were rabid?
Briefly, King toyed with the idea that the mother would get bitten, infected with rabies, and have to fight to keep herself from attacking her son, but around page seventy he discovered that the gestation period for rabies was too long for this idea to work.
Nevertheless, he was on fire, and before he knew it he’d churned out the first hundred pages of his new book. Which is mostly famous these days as “the drunk book.”
In King’s On Writing he immortalizes Cujo with, “At the end of my adventures I was drinking a case of sixteen-ounce tallboys a night, and there’s one novel, Cujo, that I barely remember writing at all…I like that book. I wish I could remember enjoying the good parts as I put them down on the page.”
For those who are counting, that’s three gallons of beer a day. What writers drink is often more famous than what they write and this comment has overshadowed Cujo’s virtues, probably forever, which is too bad.
The dog only stood down when the mechanic strolled out of his barn and smacked it on the haunches with a socket wrench, saying, “Joe must not like you.”
What if she had one of their kids with her? And what if there was no one around to whack the Saint Bernard on the butt with a socket wrench? Even worse, what if the dog were rabid?
Briefly, King toyed with the idea that the mother would get bitten, infected with rabies, and have to fight to keep herself from attacking her son, but around page seventy he discovered that the gestation period for rabies was too long for this idea to work.
Nevertheless, he was on fire, and before he knew it he’d churned out the first hundred pages of his new book. Which is mostly famous these days as “the drunk book.”
In King’s On Writing he immortalizes Cujo with, “At the end of my adventures I was drinking a case of sixteen-ounce tallboys a night, and there’s one novel, Cujo, that I barely remember writing at all…I like that book. I wish I could remember enjoying the good parts as I put them down on the page.”
For those who are counting, that’s three gallons of beer a day. What writers drink is often more famous than what they write and this comment has overshadowed Cujo’s virtues, probably forever, which is too bad.
You said it, sister! My parents weren't about to let a little thing like that stop them from getting a cheap car.
Well, I hate to say it, but Grandma and I had a brand-new Honda Civic in 1974, and we looked at the Pinto and Vega and thought, "They must really like American to buy that crap for an economy car." That '74 Civic was a great car.
The only other experience I had with a Pinto was when a kid driving one blew through a stop sign and I had my first and only major car accident. I had a brief image of it in one orange and white piece, and the next time I noticed it, it looked like origami.
The only other experience I had with a Pinto was when a kid driving one blew through a stop sign and I had my first and only major car accident. I had a brief image of it in one orange and white piece, and the next time I noticed it, it looked like origami.