Open on a wide shot of CYBERSPACE. A vast field of dark gray filled with softly pulsing lights in every color: red, green, blue, orange, yellow, violet, white, amber, indigo. Some are just dots. Others are clusters, like snow-cones lit from within. Hairline glowing traces…
In 1992, I started college. I listened to Little Earthquakes on repeat. I walked into a comic store for the first time in ages, leading me to pick up issue #5 of the “Brief Lives” storyline of Neil Gaiman’s Sandman and buy it knowing nothing…
My first email address was just a string of letters and numbers: my first and last initials, a three-digit number, and then the letter “b.” I think the number was the number of students in my graduating class with my initials who had gotten email…
I moved out of the house in 1992 and started college. I came home for a total of two summers after that, one after my freshman year and one after my senior year, but otherwise that was pretty much it for living at home. One…