The day I made the front page
Mar. 29th, 2003 11:35 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
susandennisWell, the business page anyway...
In the mail today was a big brown envelope from a bookshop I used to work with. Inside was an old newspaper and a post it note saying they were cleaning up and found this and thought I might want it. It was a copy of the December 16, 1996 Seattle Times - Business Monday section. An article on the mystical world of the World Wide Web. The photographer who came to the house was really fun and nice and loved Bubba, my fabulous cat (who went to kitty heaven in 1999). He got this shot which at the time I just loved but now it's fascinating.
I love that tiny monitor and that website. OfficeSpace.Com has morphed into quite the sophisticated operation long past what is on that screen. Netscape 2 was the bomb at the time. I had a couple of chins less than I do now. And, boy, do I ever miss Bubba. He was a great cat. He sat there for a good 30 minutes while the photographer got the best shot.
I found the article on their website. I sure would have liked to have been more clever and articulate. Actually, I'm sure I was - the reporter just didn't get it right.
What a fun thing to get in the mail out of the blue.
In the mail today was a big brown envelope from a bookshop I used to work with. Inside was an old newspaper and a post it note saying they were cleaning up and found this and thought I might want it. It was a copy of the December 16, 1996 Seattle Times - Business Monday section. An article on the mystical world of the World Wide Web. The photographer who came to the house was really fun and nice and loved Bubba, my fabulous cat (who went to kitty heaven in 1999). He got this shot which at the time I just loved but now it's fascinating.
I love that tiny monitor and that website. OfficeSpace.Com has morphed into quite the sophisticated operation long past what is on that screen. Netscape 2 was the bomb at the time. I had a couple of chins less than I do now. And, boy, do I ever miss Bubba. He was a great cat. He sat there for a good 30 minutes while the photographer got the best shot.
I found the article on their website. I sure would have liked to have been more clever and articulate. Actually, I'm sure I was - the reporter just didn't get it right.
What a fun thing to get in the mail out of the blue.
