Woke up, again had strong urges to be around people and had to tell myself that that this is like every other day. Moseyed over to Paris666 to have a delicious lunch, but neglected to remember they have a gap between lunch and dinner. There's a Mad Scientist Cupcake next door (or something else that has some odd name -- Cupcake Mechanic? Food Laboratory?) that I went to instead that had the most amazing cupcake frosting ( Collapse )
The rain has taken away the remnants of snow. This morning I discovered a part of the property I'm renting that I never spotted before. As I turned to head out for today's adventures, one of the frum kids from the shared backyard stared at me from the window - maybe appropriate, as I wondered if a much younger version of myself would've explored the place I'm renting more throughly. As nice as it can be to have adventures of the mind, it seems I've given up a lot on the wandering around playfully things I remember (apart from the occasional "going on a long walk" thing, where I'm hardly occupying my body anyhow).
Recently I've tried (and failed, badly) to fulfill my dream of a collection of erotic poetry written in leetspeak (really, more the older, original dialect that I'm familiar with based on having been part of BBS and early hacker culture), but I did manage some rather silly, geeky poems based on the Hayes modem commands. This confirms that for all my other interests, I remain a computer geek. (p.s. anyone who has successfully written erotic poetry in leetspeak (with ideally the old hacker sense of humour - no sense in just translating existing stuff), please share with the world).
Again been wandering, were I to want to, how might I best get the old files (RIPScrip and other content) that comprised my BBS off of their floppies and into some easily presentable form. A much younger me promised himself that once I finished with university, I'd restore the BBS somewhere - technology clearly has moved on, but it might be cute to at least get the content back in some form.
(Supplemental: I never thought to consider Free-Nets as being the American counterpart to France's Minitel before - just randomly made the connection. Also, if I were still contributing to Wikipedia (and felt comfortable relying on my own memories rather than using sourced material), there's a whole lot of stuff I could write about BBS culture and history as well as 80s/90s hacker culture - it seems the current articles are woefully inadequate on a lot of areas. Oh well..)
On the other side of the aisle in T'd'O, a couple is making out a bit more openly than they probably should in public - I think I once might've known the girl, or someone who looks like her. She has an attractive face, but is a bit fatter than I'd like, but I still envy them. A bit uncomfortable, after a few hours of sketching and thinking, maybe I'm ready to go back to Paris666, which should be open for dinner now, I think. It's one of the few worthwhile places in town I know of where I haven't yet memorised what their food tastes like, a place with no memories of other times, people.