XXplorher
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Who introduced you?
I’m sure there are several of us who first hit the keyboard, going… ‘Wait, what, um, oops. What just happened?’
But I mean to outline that very situation when you had to interact/ask someone else online to offer you a clue as to how the fuck all this shit works. And without them – you would never have known.
How did you ever find your first Bulletin Board? (And at what point was it supposed to be termed a BB?)
Did you ever panic, and bail? Only to have some random unknown throw you a line for no reason and pull you ashore?
I’m sure it’s as common an understanding for the ‘kids’ as to learning to ride a bike. But not long ago, it weren’t hard to fall over when navigating the “numerous tubes that are all connected” and ride the internet.
Nominate your person. That name you never forgot. They got lost a long time ago – but you never forgot the name:
I nominate Savafiend.
Damn straight. That’s what she called herself. (She’s a fiend for Savatage. A castles and Mordor type group who’s singer had died, I think quite recently to when we fell on top of each other.)
It was back on the ACLU.
Yep, before there was this – there was the American Civil Liberties Union. For some unknown reason, they had a BB put up that covered virtually any and everything. There was an archaic posting system. And it definitely weren’t AOL.
So I splat into her on there somehow, talking shit about something or other. I remembering thinking, ‘Wait, that’s a person I might like to follow. Who is that?’ (This was before there was actual ‘following’, which I’ll NEVER support. Duh.)
So we threw things around. She was married, and not well. We were both especially perverted so she not only submit but WENT to the ol’ Igor thing… what was it called… The Inagural Perverted Mess? We’re taking photos of you, we’re looking! What was it called? (There was some enhanced…aha! Voyeurweb!) She submit her lithe ivory body to Igor at Voyeurweb. And that got interest. So she went there personally. And that worked out. And the girl most definitely bloomed.
It’s a success story.
Anyway, once she got into the divorce from the one and the devil worship on the other (yup), I let things go. Savafiend…. Jilly, as I liked to call her (prior to SNL). Went gone.
She’s prolly able to grow wings of flames by now. Be afraid… be very, very afraid.
So I nominate her (and there are many others to consider) because she not only, like, nabbed me out of nowhere and sold why it’s worth conversing in this manner. But, sadly, I just looked at something she affored me (made me think of her and why I’m now posting)… I have never received a more thorough investigation of anything I’ve attempted to do than she gave me on some questionably credible demo tape I made (back when I thought I might Rock Star n’ such). And it’s not that she sucked up at all (she did a little, god bless her), but afforded me a – by today’s standards – absolutely sick and twisted amount of time to respond. Sick and twisted. People I know, in the flesh, have not, will not – ever afford me the effort she had. And why would she do that – knowing we may never so much as shake hands?
And THERE is the rub. THAT'S the why.
She likely afforded it because she knew we wouldn’t.
Many gold stars. Especially important person.
Name yours.
I dare you to beat mine.
I’m sure there are several of us who first hit the keyboard, going… ‘Wait, what, um, oops. What just happened?’
But I mean to outline that very situation when you had to interact/ask someone else online to offer you a clue as to how the fuck all this shit works. And without them – you would never have known.
How did you ever find your first Bulletin Board? (And at what point was it supposed to be termed a BB?)
Did you ever panic, and bail? Only to have some random unknown throw you a line for no reason and pull you ashore?
I’m sure it’s as common an understanding for the ‘kids’ as to learning to ride a bike. But not long ago, it weren’t hard to fall over when navigating the “numerous tubes that are all connected” and ride the internet.
Nominate your person. That name you never forgot. They got lost a long time ago – but you never forgot the name:
I nominate Savafiend.
Damn straight. That’s what she called herself. (She’s a fiend for Savatage. A castles and Mordor type group who’s singer had died, I think quite recently to when we fell on top of each other.)
It was back on the ACLU.
Yep, before there was this – there was the American Civil Liberties Union. For some unknown reason, they had a BB put up that covered virtually any and everything. There was an archaic posting system. And it definitely weren’t AOL.
So I splat into her on there somehow, talking shit about something or other. I remembering thinking, ‘Wait, that’s a person I might like to follow. Who is that?’ (This was before there was actual ‘following’, which I’ll NEVER support. Duh.)
So we threw things around. She was married, and not well. We were both especially perverted so she not only submit but WENT to the ol’ Igor thing… what was it called… The Inagural Perverted Mess? We’re taking photos of you, we’re looking! What was it called? (There was some enhanced…aha! Voyeurweb!) She submit her lithe ivory body to Igor at Voyeurweb. And that got interest. So she went there personally. And that worked out. And the girl most definitely bloomed.
It’s a success story.
Anyway, once she got into the divorce from the one and the devil worship on the other (yup), I let things go. Savafiend…. Jilly, as I liked to call her (prior to SNL). Went gone.
She’s prolly able to grow wings of flames by now. Be afraid… be very, very afraid.
So I nominate her (and there are many others to consider) because she not only, like, nabbed me out of nowhere and sold why it’s worth conversing in this manner. But, sadly, I just looked at something she affored me (made me think of her and why I’m now posting)… I have never received a more thorough investigation of anything I’ve attempted to do than she gave me on some questionably credible demo tape I made (back when I thought I might Rock Star n’ such). And it’s not that she sucked up at all (she did a little, god bless her), but afforded me a – by today’s standards – absolutely sick and twisted amount of time to respond. Sick and twisted. People I know, in the flesh, have not, will not – ever afford me the effort she had. And why would she do that – knowing we may never so much as shake hands?
And THERE is the rub. THAT'S the why.
She likely afforded it because she knew we wouldn’t.
Many gold stars. Especially important person.
Name yours.
I dare you to beat mine.
