Internet Chatting 2

Not so long ago...

An application was for employment.
A program was a TV show.
A cursor used profanity.
A keyboard was a piano.
Memory was something that you lost with age.
A CD was a bank account.
If you had a 3 1/2 inch floppy you hoped nobody found out.
Compress was something you did to garbage not something you did to a file.
If you unzipped anything in public, you'd be in jail for awhile.
Log on - was adding wood to a fire.
Hard drive was a long trip on the road.
A mouse pad was where a mouse lived.
A backup happened to your commode.
Cut - you did with a pocket knife, and paste you did with glue.
A web was a spider's home And a virus was the flu.
And the memory was in my head

Top Ten Signs that you are "Webbed Out"

10. Your opening line is, "So what's your home page address?"

9. Your best friend is someone you've never met.

8. Whenever you see a beautiful sunset, you half expect to see "Enhanced for Netscape" on one of the clouds.

7. You are overcome with disbelief, anger and finally depressed when you encounter a Web page with no links.

6. You feel driven to consult the "Cool Page of the Day" on your wedding day.

5. You are diving on a dark and rainy night when you hydroplane on puddle, and sending your car careening toward
the flimsy guardrail that separates you from the precipice of a rocky cliff and certain death. And what do you do?
You look for the "Back" button.

4. You visit "The Really Big Button that Doesn't Do Anything" again and again and again.

3. Your dog has his own webpage.

2. So does your hamster.

And the number 1, numero uno sign that you have overdosed on the WWW, is when you read a magazine, you have
an irresistible urge to click on the underlined passages.

Guess you've seen enough here ... bye now.
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