Years ago, in my middling tech explorations, I setup an Apache webserver to privately serve my music collection. I shared the link and password with a longtime friend over Instant Messaging. As she browsed my collection, I watched the server logs and commented through IM on what she was looking at. She eventually told me …
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Voice from the past
Tonight I got an IM from someone I haven’t chatted with in three years. It’s this girl I knew from back in Texarkana. Met her while I was working at Baymont Inn and Suites, when she was a young, spunky 17-year-old. Heh. There was this one night she came to visit me while I was …