posted 03-22-2001 15:24            

I just started a new part time job at an insurance company. I am the loner computer analyst, and was assigned the fun task of "getting rid of old software" today. So I started looking through and found more stuff than I knew what to do with.

The oldest piece of software was an original copy of DOS 3.2. I thought I was bad for having a copy of DOS 3.3 still at my parents house.

Then I got to thinking. Remember the good old days when your old 386 ran so fast. You had the 40 MB hard drive that "you could never fill up". The top of the line Super VGA moniter that had a viewable image of 13.1". Or you were fortunate if you had a 3.5" floppy drive along with the beloved 5.25" floppy.

posted 03-22-2001 16:26            

I was a real brat when I was a young kid. One day I made myself a pretty damn l33t katapult, if I do say so myself. So that summer I was out playing with friends, you know, the ususal crap like shooting at streetlights and other breakable things. Birds (in flight, of course) were always a favorite target. Of course we never hit one.
Until one day. I was shooting at fish in a pond, when we scared a couple of ducks. As the ducks flew by, I took aim... and bang!
I hit the duck in mid-flight. A puff of feathers followed by the duck splashing in the water. It didn't stay afloat very long, and it didn't take long to die... I hope.

I went home crying and threw away my catapult, making a vow to never use it again.
About ten years later, when I was moving out of my parent's house, I found it while cleaning out some stuff in the shed. It was moulded up and the elastic was all brittle.
Damn that brought back memories.