Ones, Zeroes, and Twenty Years Gone By
Friday, July 9, 2010 at 11:44PM No hard drive.
That's right. I had no hard drive in my computer. It ran solely on a 5.25" floppy disk (and in those days, the disks were actually floppy), which contained the entire freakin' operating system. Yep.
No hard drive.
You could run your entire computer on just a few kilobytes of ram and the operating system would run completely within memory. You could take the OS disk out, and put something else in to run on the Commodore PC III-10. Its little 8086 processor could handle the games I had for it. My favorite was a table-top sports game that I would pretend I was at the championships for. Table tennis, air hockey, darts; I always walked away with the title.
Sometimes I would get bored with that game, and I ended up writing my own games. Nothing with graphics, because I wasn't that advanced yet in BASIC, but I did write a football game that worked entirely with text. It was actually pretty neat. The Zork-style adventure games I wrote were less exciting, because I always knew how they ended up. I did, after all, write them myself.
Today, we barely remember what a floppy disk is, and everything we used to fit inside those huge boxes now fits in something smaller than a DVD player. Getting from there to here has taken almost my whole life.
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Granted, that “whole life” isn’t that long; really, the time span I’m talking about wasn’t more than twenty years. The rate of progress has certainly jumped (or so it seems) more in these past twenty years than the twenty before it.
The Internet itself seems like a good yardstick. Back in the ARPANET days, when the Internet was a Defense Department project, there were tons of protocols (telnet, ftp, Gopher systems, Archie and Veronica) that were accessed from dumb VAX/VMS terminals. That was in the 60’s. By the time I discovered the Internet, it wasn’t really different; in 1990, I accessed the Internet by dialing into the local university’s bank of VAX terminals and accessing my email via telnet. In those days, you had a monospaced font screen only 80 characters across, and everything was done with keystroke commands. A mouse? What the hell is that? My communications program was either Telex or, when I lost everything on that drive, I programmed something in QBASIC that was about ten lines long that did the same thing.
Entertainment was found on BBSes, or Bulletin Board Systems. Most of these were local dialup systems, but a few, like Grex Cyberspace, were on the actual Internet. It was there, and on a couple of groundbreaking new text-based virtual reality sites like LambdaMOO, that you really and truly understood how much the little ARPANET project had spread. Suddenly, you were chatting with people in real time as far away as Germany or Singapore.
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I remember the day America Online got email for the first time. All my own email slowed to a crawl. You see, email wasn’t available to hundreds of millions of people yet, and so there was no infrastructure to handle the volume AOL would soon unload. Before AOL getting email, if you wanted email, you had to be in somewhere. Myself, I was in with the sysop of the MT HEAD BBS, and he gave me, and a few other select members, access to email. He had to pay for these accounts out of his own pocket, and generously gave them to us.
I corresponded with people from all over the globe. Every day I would get about ten or twelve new messages from people in Canada, Singapore, Cleveland, and right down the street. I’m sure my dad couldn’t understand what I was doing until all hours of the night, but this was the cusp of a revolution, and if I was too young to understand how I could contribute to it myself, I could at least get a kick out of watching it.
But that day, when AOL unleashed its masses on to the world of “real email”, messages took almost a full day to get places, and I missed a few phone dates with people.
I hate AOL to this day.
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Macs were certainly a big deal when I was a kid, but I couldn’t wrap my head around them. I ignored them for most of my life, actually. That should be amusing to anyone who knows me now.
It was a fellow named Ken Walker who actually convinced me to see them in a new light after OS X came out. He took me to a CompUSA one day so I could get a Sony Clie, a really nice PalmOS PDA that he had and that I envied.
We walked past the Macs, and he extolled the virtues of the BSD subsystem, Darwin, and how elegant the OS was. He showed me. I was pretty blown away, but I still loved my IBM ThinkPad he sold me.
Ken and I shared an apartment, my first one away from home, actually, and we splurged on broadband Internet. It was, for both of us, our initial experience with broadband. What did we spend our time doing? Of course, IMing each other over MSN while one hallway away from each other. And we also streamed music, and used the wonder that was Audiogalaxy. We watched the trailer for The Phantom Menace. We browsed the web at “lightning fast speeds”, which would be a joke today. But it was exciting. It was fast. And it was expensive. Luckily, we both had jobs which would afford us the luxury of broadband, and it was fun.
But as much fun as it was, and as much as I loved my ThinkPad, I wanted that Mac.
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I had my own webpage then, something which I wanted to approximate a magazine. It had photos of friends, essays I had written, some papers I had written for school, and links. I didn’t have any content management system; everything was done in Frontpage, and managed by hand. It was horrible. But it was mine, and I was proud of it. That site underwent a ton of revisions over the years, essentially getting a makeover every year. Unfortunately, the content was often lost as I started over each time, but I didn’t care. Some of it is archived on the Wayback Machine. Some of it I simply recall.
I also had a Livejournal, and was on some forums, and I had a presence on the web. The web really changed things in the late 90s, bringing the connectedness of the Internet into something more than just a hobby for nerds. Amazon became a real player in commerce, and everyone had an email account thanks to Hotmail. I still visited the old text-based telnet haunts like LambdaMOO, but the world was getting bigger. I knew more people. I felt the boundaries of my little universe expanding. I guess in some ways, I felt it getting smaller as well.
Connectedness was becoming the amazing thing, though. With my Sony Clie, I could bring the web with me; I could download all the websites I wanted to read, and even do things like post to Livejournal, uploading the new entries when I got home every day. I got my second cellphone, and had texting which would send me scores and news. Like Lain, the animated heroine in Japan who felt the walls between the wired world and the real one crumbling, I, too, was blurring my own reality between the one I could see and touch and the boundless, fuzzy distinctions which kept new friends so far away.
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Today, we have unprecedented computing power on our laps and in our pockets - really, right in our palms. I have that Mac now - and I've had several, actually - and even more, the iPhone and iPad. Mac or PCs aside, though, technology today is truly sophisticated. Our cellphones have far more computing power than that Commodore PC-III 10 did. My MacBook Pro can do things in its small frame that it would’ve taken rows of mainframes to do in the 70’s and 80’s. With it comes an increasing connectedness to the wired world - Twitter, Facebook, texting, IMing, email, blogs, Tumblr - we are always switched on, even when we’re not. It’s easier than ever, too. Unless you can’t afford a smartphone or a computer, you’re in some way connected to it all, even if you’re only a little connected.
Today, we take for granted the positively amazing things we can do with technology. We can talk over the phone virtually anywhere, and on those phones, we can send and receive email. We can capture motion picture memories in high definition on that same device. We can create incredible programs to do unbelievable and beautiful things in the space of a few hours on computers that fit in a backpack. We can spend hours or days learning just about anything a person could want. We can find out news as it happens, and watch complete strangers do silly and funny things we could never have seen before.
For me, it all started with a huge white box that didn’t even have a hard drive. Getting from there to here... it’s been a real journey from that to things like the iPhone and iPad. Here’s to the next twenty years. I can’t even imagine what they’ll think of next.

