Wednesday, December 29

memory lane

I've had a strange morning. An IM chat with Dedlettr inspired me to try to go to the Bookshelf. I found that I cannot chat on the current version of AOL I use, but that if I opened an old AOL, I could. (Ded couldn't, though. The link I sent him just led to a blank page.)

There was nobody there in the Bookshelf, although I did go in there just to say I did, but I saw that the Author's Lounge was completely full. Same old AL names, too. I went in briefly, figuring I can't type fast enough for chat any more, but I just wanted to see how it felt. I saw Jaded there, and she sent me a picture of her very cute grandbaby.

All in all, it was very odd, but odd in a pleasant kind of way.

11 comments:

Sonya said...

Is it weird that I got a pang of homesickness when I read this post?

vq said...

It may be weird, but I'm right there with you.

Ded said...

Your "odd but in a pleasant kind of way" pretty much describes my life these days.

Sonya said...

Happy New Year, you two.

emma said...

still trying to comprehend Jaded with a grandbaby!!----almost as hard as picturing Jilly as a mama

Gail said...

I'm sorry but FB just doesn't cut it for chat, imho.

The only other chat board I've found is one for widows/widowers run out of England. It's fairly fast, but I got so depressed talking to other widows, that I had to give it up.

Bring back the old chat boards!

jadeddremer said...

Hey, y'all! I went looking via Kath's blog today after seeing Verb, and here y'all are! How is everyone? ~:O)

P.S. Emma, the first grandbaby is a little over a yr old and i've got one more coming in 3 weeks or so! It's great fun!

emma said...

Hi Jaded---glad everything is good for you . . stop by more often!

Sonya said...

Hey Jaded. Happy New Year!

Jilly said...

i had a nice comment and the browser at it. hi julie, welcome to the broards and come again soon.

emma, there are days where i can hardly believe i'm someone's momma either. did you know i'll be 30 in about 6 months. hard to imagine. the way i see it, people don't take you seriously until you're 30 and they quit once you're 60, so i get about 30 years of the chance of someone caring what i have to say.

schell said...

I miss the old shelf too. Sometimes I talk about it to friends, like it's a place I used to live. Or a club I used to hang out in. Granted, they usually look at me like I'm nuts, but....I'm used to that look!