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Saturday, February 07, 2004
Flip/Flop
I went to a new years eve party when I was 18. that party was as close to "almost" as two people get. It was also Y2K. I drove 15 minutes away from my town, with three other guys in the car. They of course could, if any showed, drink as much as they wanted to. I was destined to spend the biggest new years sober and bored. I remember standing inside this barn, it was a huge barn. Big enough for 50, 60 kids. There was a pool table, 4 couches and a makeshift bar with a huge refridgerator behind it. on top of the bar, at first I thought there was a television. But the way the humans standing infront of it interacted with it’s glowing screen I could tell that it wasn’t a TV. The longer I stared at them staring I realized it was a computer monitor. There were people 360 degrees around me so I just asked aloud as to why there might be a computer outside in a barn. When I found out as to why the monitor sat on the bar, I couldn’t believe it. he was using his computer to play music. Not cd’s inside the cd-rom, but actual files on his computer? Come on. You’ve got to be kidding me. I couldn’t believe it, this kid had 100’s of songs playing all night. Jessie’s Girl, All Along the Watch Tower, Purple Rain, Stairway to Heaven… it was my first living moment with mp3’s. something that has taken over our lives here in the 21st century. Kodak has stopped production on all 35mm products. Holy shit. So I suppose it’s safe to say that the “future” is beginning. The space age where dinosaurs walk across the skyscrapers of Tokyo on high definition monitors inside the windows. To live to see Walt Disney not only shut down the animation studio in Florida, but to go so far as to change the name of hand drawn animation to “traditional animation.” I could go on and on but it’s almost 4am and Ryan Finn is getting married tomorrow.
Random memories are for the most part, the best memories to have. You can get away with calling them flash backs. I almost forgot the one that caused this chunk of writing. I’ve been sitting in front of this screen for 4 years now. My eyes have melded to the pixels inside the motherboard.
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