A Journal of Sorts

10 February 1999

Tobias, my husband

I did some more surfing last night looking for on-line diaries and journals and now have a complete inferiority complex. There are certainly some creative people out there spilling their guts, writing expository prose and just plain everyday humor. They write DAILY and often illustrate their writings with a photograph or a drawing.

I ran across a piece by a person named Alethea Cheng. ". . . being online is like having procrastination fed to you intravenously . . ." Her website is called Too Many Words. I had to laugh at the truth in THAT phrase. I first discovered computers nearly 20 years ago and have been through several phases of living in front of my monitor.

First it was a computer game that kept me from my life, a game called Silent Service that ran on a Commodore 64. Every day when I came home from work and ALL day on weekends, I was diving around in my submarine looking for enemy fleets. Although the tankers were easy prey having no defenses, I got the highest point count from the destroyers. I had a technique to torpedo them and make a fast, quick dive under them before they could shoot back. Shane, my step son, and I had a competition. He would play every day when he got home from school and in the wee hours of the night after I went to bed trying to beat my high score, then I would beat his high score . . etc.

That was nothing compared to when I discovered BBS and chatting. My typing speed increased to over 100 WPM. I stayed logged in nearly ALL the time if I was at home. My best on-line buddy, PrisnerofQ (America OnLine was Qlink back before the advent of the DOS machines) and I terrorized the nation every day and night. My handle was MsGodiva. On weekends, Prisner and I would connect terminal to terminal and go about our chores. I'd come in from the grocery store and find some report of what he had been doing and a note saying he went to mow the yard. I'd update my status to him - back from the grocery store, need to go make a pie. Ahh, the days.

Then, I put up my own BBS, Godiva's Place. It was up for years and years on first, a Commodore 64, then a fancy Commodore 128. It migrated through my computers all the way up to the 486 before the regulars got distracted with the Internet. I remember when I took the BBS down. It was the first time in 10 years or so that I had to sleep with no computer noise. What a trauma!

All in all, I don't consider that time wasted. It prompted me to change careers; now, I'm a computer scientist with a degree and everything. I've met so many warm, loving people over the years - Vickery, Prisner, JohnGuy, Robinanne, Linda, WillPower and of course, Tobias, my husband.

I don't do the chats now, although I wouldn't be surprised if I venture back one of these days. I do start up AOL Instant Messenger if I'm on the Internet during the day because my sister and I sometimes find one another that way. In the evenings, I often start ICQ to find my son or my best friend, Dede.

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