Sometimes I think downloading an mp3 on mIRC was to me what taking a picture with a Polaroid was like to my great grandfather (or whatever tech was first coming out). Downloading anything means very little to my son, but I still remember the joy I got from downloading Tears_in_Heaven-Eric_Clapton.mp3 in some room on Dalnet.
Amen. I play and watch Pokemon with my son these days, and can't help but frequently be taken back in time to the mid-late 90's when websites were raw and so many pockets of the internet didn't have a lick of even bare bones CSS. Memorials like this incapacitate me with nostalgia.
