@noracodes ACK
@noracodes ACK
I kinda want somebody to do a continuation of Back to the Future but they stick the Flux Capacitor in a Cybertruck and itβd be just as weird as a DeLorean
"1.21 JIGOBYTES! Look, I'm sure that in 2025, download ratio is available in any public library. But in 1985, itβs a little hard to come by. And unless you figure on strapping a few million 300 baud modems together to download that firmware update, I'm afraid you're stuck here"
@natecull I had one of those "Blip: the digital game" and remember disassembling it when I was a kid. There was no computer in it!
Looks like this guy tore one down and took pictures!
I missed the Roguelike Celebration last weekend, but it's neat to toss the recording up on my TV today! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ljCZDKdb6gI
Roguelikes are a class of things that just absolutely drag me down a pleasant rabbit hole for many hyperfocused hours. But, frustratingly, my brain has to be in the right mysterious configuration, so they're not a reliable go-to for happymaking
@histoftech For me, it was dial-up BBSes starting in the 80s. (I'd count that as social media)
But later, weirdly, an IBM 3090 mainframe at Central Michigan University, where a bunch of us figured out that you could message each other from across campus and have chat rooms.
Then IRC, starting on a private linux server some guy built in one of the posh dorm rooms that had ethernet. From there, IRC on the wider internet and ICQ between friends.
Eventually, LiveJournal was kind of the first web-based social media that I dove into
I just remembered a period of a few years in college when I hung out with a bunch of folks on a private IRC server some guy built on a linux server in a posh dorm room with ethernet.
There were like two dozen of us, mostly on-campus but a few folks from miles & miles away.
The guy hosting the server eventually decided to be a jerk and troll us all.
It was a weird phenomenon of feeling ownership over a space. And feeling indignation over the space being fucked with. Except, that space existed on some random PC running under a 19-year-old dude's desk.
We all harassed the guy back. But, it was his computer. We felt a claim on something, but, like... what?
I'd had similar experiences when BBS sysops decided to either abruptly shut down or go out in a blaze of trolling. Like, bunches of us hanging out and suddenly the space itself turns hostile. What a strange thing to process
Of course, since it's the topic du jour, I'm thinking about this again with Twitter.
All these people seeming to feel like Twitter is theirs and expressing indignation and outrage over the space being fucked with. But, it's just a random collection of PCs in data farms run by random people they almost certainly have never met. And now this weird Musk guy owns it.
I'm also aware that this hackers.town thing I'm posting on now is run by folks I've never really met. But they seem like nice hosts.
In other news, I got up to make lunch. Catsby (the more orange cat) followed me into the kitchen, meowed for attention, then projectile vomited half the plastic drawstring from a trash bag onto my bare foot
@trysdyn A convention center is a good mental model. Weird to think that even though the convention went on for years, that it would be surprising or unfair when the building owners decided to do something different
@hellomiakoda :blobwave:β
@jacqueline πβ da share zone
(the laptop rules too)
@bestiaexmachina I can second Metatext on iOS.
One feature in particular I've liked about it over the official app is how Metatext handles extra-long posts behind content warning.
Metatext collapses them into a short expandable block. The official Mastodon app makes a long CW-hidden post into a long blurred block you have to scroll through