digital recollections

who knew you people liked to talk about poop so much? that's great. no, really, i think that's awsome. people don't talk about poop enough. you know, i think i'll type poop one more time, just for andrea. poop! so, while i was successfully avoiding anything remotely resembling homework last night, i mistakenly thought it would be a good idea for me to read through old emails. i'm talking shit from 1996 and even earlier. some files made me cry. other files made me laugh. what really touched me though was how much nicer random online strangers used to be. a little history: my first homepage was born on february 2, 1996. it was just as you'd expect: ugly, bright and containing animated gifs. hell, it even had an audio file of me talking like a freak (which, i think, is still online somewhere). anyway, at the very bottom of the page, in an attempt to be clever, i had a "subliminal message" which said "email me. email me. email me." over and over. going through the mail last night, i was amazed at the number of people who actually read that and emailed me. they were all so nice and flattering and funny. they asked nicely if they could link my page or thanked me graciously for linking them. it really touched me to be reminded of the kinder, gentler days of the internet. yes, i am a geek. although, jeremy says my cred's in peril. then again, he's not the one taking C. the problem with having short(er) hair is having to get it cut more than once a year.