What's making me cranky about the Gen X/Gen Y thing is all the articles saying how special Y is and how they need to be managed with kid gloves and how they're the one who grew up surrounded by the internet, blah blah blah. What about X? We're the ones who grew up *with* the bloody internet (we didn't invent it, though). I remember using an insanely low baud rate to connect to CompuServe (uphill! in the snow! both ways!). joins the cane-shaking chorus
Mal: Can I come in? Inara: No. Mal: See? That's why I usually don't ask.
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Natter 52: Playing with a full deck?
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
juliana - Jul 06, 2007 8:25:31 am PDT #6699 of 10001
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…
juliana - Jul 06, 2007 8:26:22 am PDT #6700 of 10001
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…
And in serious news- Sue, I'm so very sorry.
Aims - Jul 06, 2007 8:27:54 am PDT #6701 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
articles saying how special Y is and how they need to be managed with kid gloves
To which I say, what-the-fuck-ever, ya know? Seriously. X'ers grew up SURROUNDED by MTV and hair bands. I don't see anyone offering me a good grade in my college classes or a big fat raise because I owned a Warrant album.
Then again, my boss is Gen Y and probably has never *heard* of Warrant.
tommyrot - Jul 06, 2007 8:29:02 am PDT #6702 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
I was on CompuServe briefly in '94. It was awesome. None of my friends had email back then, but CompuServe would let you send email to snailmail addresses. So if I needed to send a letter to friends in San Francisco from Minneapolis, I'd write a letter on CompuServe and they'd print and mail it in San Francisco so it would get there the next day.
Dana - Jul 06, 2007 8:38:56 am PDT #6703 of 10001
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
so sleepy. too much good food. last night my dad made risotto. I bet no one else's dad did that.
t lapses into food coma
tommyrot - Jul 06, 2007 8:42:52 am PDT #6704 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
This is awesome. And trippy. [link] You watch this weird video for a minute and then you end up hallucinating for a 10 or 20 seconds.
Tom Scola - Jul 06, 2007 8:42:54 am PDT #6705 of 10001
Remember that the frontier of the Rebellion is everywhere. And even the smallest act of insurrection pushes our lines forward.
I first used the Internet (the actual capital-I Internet) in 1987.
SuziQ - Jul 06, 2007 8:47:28 am PDT #6706 of 10001
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
I am going to try my damndest to not let Emeline have.
Good luck. You think you have avoided the dreaded thong until your child goes shopping on her own and forgets to move her laundry and this piece of string falls on the floor and then you realize it is not just a piece of string.
meara - Jul 06, 2007 8:48:21 am PDT #6707 of 10001
Whoah. I went to tommyrot's link, and then looked at the patterned fabric on my wall, and it was like it was moooooooving. Duuuuuuude.
Daisy Jane - Jul 06, 2007 8:53:57 am PDT #6708 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
I tried to watch tommyrot's link, but I don't have that much uninturrupeted time all at once.