Real Memories and Fake Stories

[essentialsaltes]

A memory/factoid bubbled up out of the recesses of my brain. With my trusty Apple //e, you could take floppy disks that were allegedly single-sided and then, with skillful use of a hole-punch, you could make a matching un-write-protect notch on the other side of the disk and use it as a double-sided disk. It was like writing on both sides of a piece of paper! Why pay more for double-sided disks?
That's how I stuck it to the man back in the day. That and using programs to illegally copy games.

And I wore an onion on my belt, as was the fashion at the time.


And now a meme:

Tell me about a story I haven’t written, and I’ll give you one sentence from that story.

(ganked from stevenkaye)

Comments

[dogofthefuture.livejournal.com]

Well shit, you've heard about Jessica, when she interned for the aging but still somewhat famous DJ at the radio station, right?

Bulwer-Lytton here I come!

[essentialsaltes.livejournal.com]

While his hand fondled the mic boom and his chain-smoker voice pleasured his 85,000 (according to the latest Arbitron book) listeners, Kip Shawn's eyes were reserved for Jessica, although the invitingly prominent targets of his line-of-sight precluded him from seeing the curl of distaste emerge like a sunrise from the horizon of her upper lip.