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First Computer

Write about your first computer.

My first computer was a Commodore 64, back in 1981. Your choices at the time were a Commodore 64, an Apple ][, a TRS-80, a TI-994a, or one of a variety of Atari computers. They were all about the same in terms of performance, but of course they were all different, running different OSes, chips, file systems. You could write your own games in BASIC, and you stored everything on 5 1/4 inch floppy disks. You connected to networks with your 300 bits per second modem.

The C64 was a little powerhouse, with 64K of RAM, and built-in video and sound chips. Eventually I upgraded to its successor, the Commodore 128. I used those computers daily for eight years, until I got my first PC in 1989.

We Noticed

There are periods of history when the visions of madmen and dope fiends are a better guide to reality than the common-sense interpretation of data available to the so-called normal mind. This is one such period, if you haven’t noticed already. –Robert Anton Wilson

Should Be My Family’s Motto

As a rule we disbelieve all the facts and theories for which we have no use. –William James

Outward Writing Thinking

I’m apparently writing. I ate some food late, and while I was cooking, I was pacing. I was thinking, I was writing. I seem to burning a little brightly right now; that may explain the frustration. I guess. I’m not sure about that, but maybe the burning somehow

Blogapocalypse

It was a long bad day. I was going to write today. It had such promise at the start. Ideas were just bubbling through, and for some reason the wind has shifted. I write all the time, but it’s for me, for my journal. I have to fight to

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We Noticed

Should Be My Family’s Motto

Outward Writing Thinking

Blogapocalypse