In the early days of the Internet there was the IRC phenomenon. IRC stands for Internet Relay Chat. It was the facebook of its day, connecting tens of thousands of people from cities and countries around the globe.
That’s 1989, when there were literally less than one million online users. I had an Atari 520 and a dial-up modem that took 5 minutes to get a connection.
I made a lot of friends in Australia. They were SO excited to get Internet. We partied in Perth and boogied in Brisbane, made merry in Melbourne and they stayed up too late and went to work hung over. The night belonged to quick conversations about vegemite over beef snags or cricket over football.
TopShelf was my best IRCfriend. We had a lot in common– he was way laid back and mature for a 19 year old, not so cocky and moronic as most of his friends were– we spoke of the future of the Internet, predicting an ecommerce boom as it was being born before our eyes.
I was SaRxEs and spellt it so. If TopShelf sees this or if you know him, tell him I said, Hey!