I used my former home computer from late 2000 to late 2004. I’ve held onto some of my sent emails from that era that I found somewhat amusing. From time to time I may share a few of them here. Names will be altered to protect the innocent and/or prevent me from getting sucker-punched.
1/31/02
Just met third-floor neighbor Ben. What a rich pretty-boy assface. He was polite and all, and “We haven’t met,” and I’m all, “I left an outpost.com package by your door, and I met your dad.”
“How was your new years?” he handsomely said.
“Quiet,” I said, uglily. “Stayed here in town. How about you?”
“My family is in Connecticut,” he not-at-all-surprisingly said. “So, it was going between our place and the girlfriend’s place….”
“You fucking asshole,” i didn’t say out loud.
Jack Silbert, curator