I was SOOOOO fucking bored. I first got onto the internet in 1991, about 4 years before the WWW came about, this was after I moved from my small, pissant northern Minnesota town on the eastern side of the state to complete my last two years of college in a small, pissant northern Minnesota town on the western side of the state. Of course this being an actual State University as opposed to the Community College where I served the first two years of my sentence got the first two years of my higher education, their computer lab was a bit more advanced, and had access to telnet and FTP and the like.
What limited work study hours I was granted, I chose to take working in the computer lab, as even in ‘91, most of the students I knew, unlike me, did not HAVE a computer in their dorm rooms (at best they’d maybe have a word processor). So, when I found I could log in, and even keep in touch remotely with one friend I’d gone to high school with (we both met on the same IRC room which was based in Cleveland on Case Western’s freenet), it was pretty cool. I ended up getting a 2400 bps modem for in my dorm room so I could log onto the internet with my IBM clone 286 machine…I even met a few friends locally and a woman in Cleveland whom I travelled to see and had a whirlwind fling with before realizing she was a psycho hose beast. But I digress.
Basically, it was HARD coming down…when I went home over the summer between my 3rd and 4th year of college, I brought my computer and modem, and there was not a damn place I could log into. We didn’t even have access to Compuserve up there (hell, my parents to this day can’t get cable at their place). In those days I dreamed of having a computer monitor which could not only display color (I had an amber and black monochrome screen), but which could display pictures (or gasp even video)...I thought maybe some day.
As for pagers, never had one, and cell phones, I resisted that trend until 2001, the year my wife and I had a baby, and she was starting grad school…it seemed more important that we both have phones to keep in touch with each other. Now I have to admit it’s nice for job searching (which I’ve been forced to do a LOT of this decade…thanks, GW Bush!) and it definitely comes in handy if you get lost en route to somewhere or want to check for movie times on the fly, are trying to coordinate a get together with friends, or run into car troubles, but I don’t feel cell phones have had the impact to me that the Internet has.
Basically, I grew up in the 80s, 4 miles outside a town that wasn’t even big enough to have a McDonald’s (or any other chain stores for that matter). I couldn’t get MTV, we had one top 40 radio station that played at least some palatable music, but if I wanted to get my hands on good music, or do something entertaning, go shopping or what not, short of renting a video, reading a book or rubbing out some knuckle children, I pretty much had to travel about 90 minutes south to a semi-urban area which actually had things to do that I was personally interested in. I was never really an “outdoorsy” type, I guess you’d call me “indoorsy”, so riding my bike on the old dirt road, hunting for tadpoles in the neighbor’s pond or building a tree house was just never in the cards for me. I did however have a personal computer as far back as 1982 or 1983…it was a Texas Instruments TI-99/4A and it had an add on speech synthesizer, a cassette player onto which I could save my programs, and 16k of built in RAM (expandable to all of 64k with an added cartridge I had!)
In other words, I spent a lot of time playing with my computer, watching TV and messing up my sheets. Kind of like today, except the computer is more powerful, the TV shows are better, and I have a partner to help me with the sheets.