imagine if someone from the future 2014 went back and told you in the year 1984 for instance of the cell phones youd be using then how your mind would try to comprehend it. and how overwhelmed youd be and how hard it would be to wait so many years to finally see it happening. its such a far leap forward that its hard to comprehend and yet your so anxious to see it but have to wait so many years.
My very first was a Radio Shack TRS-80 Color Computer, affectionately knows as "the CoCo". I remember learning to program that thing in Extended Color BASIC, a version of BASIC Tandy leased from Microsoft. My CoCo came came with 16KB (yes, that's a "K") of memory (expandable to 64KB if you were willing to drop if off for a few days), and used a cassette tape for offline storage. I remember being VERY excited when the first floppy drive for it came out. Modems back then were 300 baud or, if you had money to burn, you had a Hayes "Smart Modem" 1200 baud.
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It could play "Pong" that's all I remember before the state of the art Amiga. From there it was finally a very powerful AMD which could load AOL in under 60 minutes on a good day.
I guess it depends what you call computer. The first thing I had you could only play that simplistic tennis game on TV, then the commodore 64, 128, 512. It's about here they slowly became real computers. Amiga 4000/30 and 4000/60.
I remember going to Data Processing A-School back in my Navy days (back when "computing" was called data processing) and learning how to use 80-column punch cards and Hollerith code. The infernal Card Reader Punch Interpreter (affectionately known as the "crippy" as much for the letters comprising its name as for the fact it tended to jam if you so much as thought badly of it, which you pretty much always were. Always. Even while making love to your girlfriend. Yeah... Awkward is right) is a device I remain convinced to this day was conceived of, built and distributed by Satan himself or one of his immediate Lieutenants. No other explanation is sufficient to explain this nefarious bit of evil incarnate crafted in steel and thrust upon innocent young men in service to their country or why I have one installed in the spare bedroom of my home...What a history lesson! Brings back memories. ...
I remember going to Data Processing A-School back in my Navy days (back when "computing" was called data processing) and learning how to use 80-column punch cards and Hollerith code. The infernal Card Reader Punch Interpreter (affectionately known as the "crippy" as much for the letters comprising its name as for the fact it tended to jam if you so much as thought badly of it, which you pretty much always were. Always. Even while making love to your girlfriend. Yeah... Awkward is right) is a device I remain convinced to this day was conceived of, built and distributed by Satan himself or one of his immediate Lieutenants. No other explanation is sufficient to explain this nefarious bit of evil incarnate crafted in steel and thrust upon innocent young men in service to their country or why I have one installed in the spare bedroom of my home...
You see, I like converting modern documents to Hollerith punch cards for fun and leisure. For a few years I converted both my Federal and State Tax Returns to punch cards and submit them in that format, just to mess with the Feds. For a long time my driver's license was comprised of just over 65,000 individual punched cards I kept in the trunk. Back then I'd speed through school zones, not just for the usual thrill of mowing down innocent children with my car like I do now, but also for the added fun of watching a police officer scratch his head as they tried to figure out what exactly to do with all those cards so he could run my license! Hahahahaha!!
Good times, good times indeed...
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