REMEMBER WHEN...

A computer was something on TV
from a science fiction show of note.
A window was something you hated to clean,
and ram was the cousin of a goat;
Meg was the name of your girlfriend,
and a gig was a job for the nights.
Now they all mean different things
and that really mega bytes!
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;
and if you had a 3 1/2" floppy,
you hoped nobody found out.
Compress was something you did to the garbage,
not something you did to a file;
and if you unzipped anything in public
you'd be in jail for awhile.
Log on was adding wood to the fire,
hard drive was a long trip on the road;
a mouse pad was where a mouse lived,
and a backup happened to your commode.
Cut you did with a pocket knife,
paste you did with glue,
a web was a spider's home
and a virus was the flu.
I guess I'll stick to my pad and paper
and the memory in my head.
I hear nobody's been killed in a computer crash,
but when you get the blue screen of death--
you know your system is dead!

(anonymous)