My head is full of bees.

The tetra-byte of data is what really gets me.

I can remember flipping floppy disks because one side could hold enough.

I can remember have no hard disk in my computer.

Even my ipod - I couldn't conceive of it during my walking with a walkman days.

I love tech toys.

I used Professional Write. It could handle everything I wanted it to do, easily and efficiently. I miss it so very much.

As much as I don't like Word because it tries to think for me (and is an idiot at that), I couldn't go back to handwriting or typing.

I really don't fully remember the days before the net. I know they existed, and I lived in them, but I had an email address in 12th grade (no computer at home but was taking a class at a local college) and was searching the web in college (back when you had to ask of you could use research on the web on your papers) and jumped into the online world with both feet and I really just can't conceive of a world where knowledge isn't at my fingertips, and my friends aren't just a type away.

Yes, terabytes were something mentioned on Star Trek (the original series) and even then only Really Big Computers (the sort which Kirk blew up) had. Floppy disks> Hah! I remember when the only disks were things which looked like top-loading washing machines, and computers cost hundreds if not millions of pounds (and even more dollars, at $2.40 to the pound) -- and I was using some of those computers. The box sitting under my desk has 20,000 times as much memory (that's RAM, the hard storage is even bigger), a CPU speed measured in fractional nanoseconds rather than milliseconds per instruction -- and cost me under a hundredth of a percent and for that I got a high resolution display as well. And it doesn't need another room full of air conditioning equipment.

Walkman -- I remember confidently predicting that no one would use the new-fangled cassette tapes for listening to real music, the quality was so bad. Carrying a tape recorder around was silly, they weighed the best part of 50 pounds and needed to be plugged into the mains.

Are we "in the future"? Too right! But where are my holidays on the moon (or at least a space station) and my flying car? Let alone my robot servant and interstellar travel. OK, so my GPS (that's another thing which wasn't imagined) talks to me (and I talk and argue back) but it's not the same as a car which drives itself.

The future isn't what it was. In some ways it's better, in some ways worse, but it isn't the same...

Sadly, our robot servants have not progressed past being single-purpose things.

I'm inclined to think of that as a good thing. Drivers can be scary enough when they only have two dimensions to work with.

On the other hand, more directions in which to dodge said scary idiots. If you're fast enough.

I was so utterly weirded out when I bought my computer (three years ago?) and OMFG it DIDN'T HAVE A FLOPPY DISK!

It still on occasions weirds me out that I walk around every day with all the robot porn I've ever written hanging off my keychain.

So much stuff, yesyes. And movies where the guy with a beard made of octopus tentacles looks just as real as everybody else in the scene. SO COOL.

I so fail. I was going to show off the icon.

Speaking of horror movies... I just found (on line) and watched "Dance of the Dead". It is awesome!!!! Teenagers, the Prom, zombies, zombie frogs... If you haven't seen it, you must!!!!!

Random: Do you still have pet snake(s)? I haven't heard about them for a long while.

I am so sorry to hear that.

:::gentle hugs:::