I’ve been checking out my old, now very much offline, website – hand coded in html until Blogger came along and changed everything – to see if any of it is worth archiving properly.
My contact details included a map to our house. Back in 2000 it felt like only 56 people were dialled-in at any one time and every single complete stranger I met online was a delight so this didn’t feel weird or unsafe at all. Not long after we took a three month trip around the world crashing with people we’d never met in real life via a punk rock message board and they’re (mostly) still firm friends now.
We never had anyone roll up unexpectedly*, but did get a lot of calls from Americans at 3am asking me questions about AN AMERICAN WEREWOLF IN LONDON.
Jess was overjoyed.
*although one day I got chatting to a random Australian in the bookstore I worked in and invited him home to watch a movie. He stayed with us for about six months…