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Originally Posted by Stan4dSteph
Even the ones that no longer exist in cyberspace?
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Before I owned a computer I was a teen with a telephone. I used to wish I had every wonderful late-night phone conversation transcribed or recorded so I could keep them forever and ever. I still have every note I passed in high school. When I began emailing I horded my emails as a gold mine of history - when I wasn't sure how something went down, I could search my emails for it - but eventually the file was corrupted. I very nearly cried.
My obsession with such things is probably because my memory is so bad. These days I'm not as concerned with documenting every step of my life. Still, every few months or so I'm back at Mousepad, searching up some minor detail of my history. Just a few weeks ago I used an old Mousepad post to figure out which family we go to for Thanksgiving on even years and which on odd years.
Anyway, my post above was more of a joke than anything. I
would like to publish a book of poetry, but if not that, then a "Best of Lounge of Tomorrow's Open Mic" would be great too.
