I disagree; people on the internet were a lot more helpful back then. These days it’s difficult to get people to care about anything, let alone compel them to help.

I’ve always hated this supposed paradox, because how is it possible for a hotel with infinite rooms to be full? Even with infinite guests, there will always be room for more. Because, you know, there are infinite rooms.

Congrats on staying in shape. My body is falling apart at 37, because I didn’t take care of myself.

Hell, JS didn’t even exist when I first started browsing. Back then my only concern was deciding on whether to pick the version of the website with frames, or without.

I have vague memories of using Prodigy on Windows 3.1 but I don’t remember much beyond the login screen.

My earliest clear memories were of AOL 3.0, during the era when the app didn’t even have a URL bar because they wanted you to used their walled garden “AOL keyword” system. So I’d login, minimize the program, and immediately open Netscape so I could get to the real internet. Didn’t do much online though, other than go to Nick.com to play games.

Didn’t become a full-time internet user until 1998. Probably because that was the first year I went to a school with internet-connected computers in every classroom, where my parents couldn’t restrict my online time.

Currently a 350Z Roadster Touring. But in the past I’ve had a Genesis Coupe 3.8 BK1, an RSX Type-S, a 3rd gen Eclipse Spyder GT, a second gen 240SX, and an eighth gen Mitsubishi Lancer Ralliart. All with a manual, of course.

OP, just how wealthy are you? This is a very rich person assessment to make.

• In my teens and early 20s I used to enjoy snowboarding. I was never any good at it, but at least I could make it down the mountain. Tried again in my 30s, and I could barely even stand on the board. Never made it off the practice hill.

• Getting in and out of cars is painful now. Especially since I drive 90s and 2000s Japanese sports cars, which have a tendency to sit so low that it feels like your ass is dragging on the pavement when you drive them. I have no idea how I’m going to be able to continue driving them 20, 30, 40 years from now. I don’t want a giant modern car. Even sedans are SUV-sized these days.

Because they don’t work. I used them for nearly 20 years before giving up. I’m a solid 8/10, yet no one ever messaged me, and no one ever replied to my messages in all those years. Not a single person.

The only way to find love is by going out and meeting people. Met someone at work back in 2018 and now I’m happily married.

Fuck yeah I am. ICE is a terrorist organization. Fuck ICE.

I also hate “happy cake day”, and “this”. Especially “this”. It’s a worthless comment that adds nothing more to the discussion than a simple upvote.