I miss not being exposed to every low IQ chode’s trashcan opinions on social media. And I really miss not watching those low IQ chode’s trashcan opinions influencing large numbers of other low IQ chodes into doing things like making a felon rapist pedophile our leader.
I DO miss the crunchy keyboards of my younger days.
Fuck no. Fragile floppies, DOS start file tuning, and no internet service in the entire city unless you went to university.
You should have seen our first computer room: three C64 with floppy drives, monitors, and one printer…
I mostly miss the degauss button. And all the free steel balls fron the mice, they were good for milling media.
I had way too many of those old mice balls in my mouth… So no I don’t really miss it. They tasted awful anyway but the mouthfeel was very pleasant.
My heart lies with FOSS, but my soul lies in a beige box.
we used to sneak CDs to install counter strike, carmageddon, and unreal tournament. good times
I remember the feeling of the warmth on my face as I went into the computer lab
As someone who had to maintain school computers I will say with certainty that I don’t miss those old ball mice.
The mouse was the rolly ball kind, and you hoped that you were assigned a computer where it still worked properly, or you could arrive in time to grab one where the mouse still worked. Or, if your lunch period coincided with the lab class lunch period, you came in to swap mouses with the bully in the senior class.
Yeah, you could do the thing where you remove the ball and try to clean it, but that only works so much, and for so many times
I had to clean a hundred of them every quarter for a couple of years (work study was in the computer lab).
Since the build up was oils from people’s hands you needed the right cleaners.
The balls got tossed into hot soapy water. Soak them for 10 minutes and they came out clean.
The rollers inside the mice were the worst. They required a Q-tip with some acetone or rubbing alcohol. For the really stubborn ones, I pulled out the naptha.
Where are the flying toasters?
Yeah. I had A LOT of fun in the 90s in these labs. You could easily bypass the shitty security, I printed ASCii peniss to all the school printers,changed my grades sophmore year.
It wasn’t even that I was gifted or anything, they were just incredibly ignorant and had no idea what they were doing to keep people out.
Going to university in the late 90s/early 00s, when not everyone had home computers and especially not laptops. We had the computer lab in the basement where were could go to print out essays, do research, etc.
There was the library as well with a few computers on each floor, but those were always taken, and lab access came with our tuition anyway.
Other than that and a rather simple cellphone, we were device free. We still took notes by hand, copiously highlighted lines in ridiculously overpriced text books, met with friends at the coffee shop to study, and essentially kept technology compartmentalised.
Do I miss it? Oh hell yes.
I was lucky in the early 90s in that my dad had a PC for work. A 14.4 modem and random BBS’s to dial up to, and I got an interesting first experience with computers. Our local library had UNIX PCs, so I had to learn random protocols like telnet and gopher to access anything. Once I got to middle school we had labs like this. I definitely miss the LAN café feel of that era.
Man, I remember being blown away after getting a 14.4 modem after dialing up with my 2400 from the family 286… Data was instant, those ANSI greetings from the BBS were just there.
I long for the days of random people running a BBS and no centralized social media





