In the nineties, I ran the Artsy Fartsy Bulletin Board System out of my home for several years. Those were the days of 2400 baud modems and the scree scraw weeeeeeeeeekkkk!!! sound of the connection soon became a part of my every waking and sleeping moment.
Somehow I managed to get a byline in The Eye Opener at the then community college Ryerson. It was the school I wanted to attend as their journalism course was highly regarded; however, I was not accepted and ended up attending Centennial College. This story appeared February 23, 1978.
I had another blog prepared and ready to roll today about my favourite topic, music, but in light of the last 72 hours of clown car antics from the family of my city’s mayor, Rob Ford, I couldn’t let it go without comment.
My name is Roxanne Tellier and I am addicted to computing. There, I said it, in front whatever cosmic element you call your deity, and everyone. I am hooked on electronic media and the Internet.
I likely wouldn’t have known the depth of my addiction if my main computer had not suddenly died on me a few days ago. Even those horrendous days off the grid during the Ice Storm hadn’t upset me as much as this week’s loss of contact with the world. Okay, it was just for a few hours until I got my little netbook up and running, but even those few hours were excruciating.
Bullseye Records of Canada
