The Great Friendster Diaspora

One night on twitter…

xenijardin: Twitter’s outages may drive me to bail if they don’t get shit together but “plurk”? I can’t. This feels like The Great Friendster Diaspora.

xenijardin: You children are too young to recall, but during The Great Friendster Diaspora, bloggers gnawed on their own flesh and inbound links.

xenijardin: We fashioned lean-tos from blinking banner ads, and brewed eula bark into a sort of dark “rss” to warm us through the black nights.

xenijardin: Neighbors! Don’t abandon your twitterfarms for plurk, the wells all run dry! O, for our forefathers’ BBS acres. Stark, but stable, and free.

seanbonner: @xenijardin it was during Great Friendster Diaspora that I first learned you could live for weeks off ethernet cable and zip drive stew.

xenijardin: @seanbonner, during The Great Friendster Diaspora, we tanned troll-hides in the sun with bile produced from posts invoking Godwin’s Law.

seanbonner: @xenijardin It’s true, I remember during The Great Friendster Diaspora that I once crafted a raft out of BBS threads and sticky posts.

seanbonner: @xenijardin and I used it to float across a river of Something Awful into your base, all of which then belonged to me.

seanbonner: @xenijardin do you recall how during The Great Friendster Diaspora, humanity was faced with the periless question: portal or destination?

xenijardin: @seanbonner, During Great Friendster Diaspora, my kinfolk hunted badger badger badger for stew & made soup from mushroom mushroom mushroom.

seanbonner: @xenijardin this Great Friendster Diaspora talk is bringing back terrible memories of the day I was forced to eat my bananaphone for lunch.

seanbonner: @xenijardin The Great Friendster Diaspora was well documented with sub-megapixel imagery on TextAmerica, which has been lost forever.

kevinmarks: @seanbonner during the Great Freindster Diaspora we all signed up for orkut and Flickr, when it was still a chatroom

jaybushman: @seanbonner @xenijardin I still believe that the GFD was partially caused by an outbreak of the dreaded Sticky Eyeball Disease

xenijardin: @seanbonner, during The Great Friendster Diaspora we asked Elian what was up. Only we ran out of pixels, so we blurted “wassup.”

seanbonner: @xenijardin during The Great Friendster Diaspora we were forced to make a different website for every browser on the web. Or use flash.

seanbonner: @xenijardin during The Great Friendster Diaspora we had to surf the low bandwidth version and wept when animated gifs timed out.

xenijardin: @seanbonner, The Great Friendster Diaspora meant squinting to read hand-woven comment threads, by dim lamps powered by search engines.

seanbonner: @xenijardin during The Great Friendster Diaspora I had to wear multiple sockets to keep warm, and my cookies expired every single day.

xenijardin: @seanbonner, we were so poor during The Great Friendster Diaspora, our browsers couldn’t afford cookies. JUST LUMPS OF COAL.

seanbonner: @xenijardin Do not forget about the fakester oppression during The Great Friendster Diaspora, the internet was no place for jokes.

xenijardin: @seanbonner, carpetbaggers swarmed Palo Alto during The Great Friendster Diaspora, waving worthless option grants at gullible webminers.

seanbonner: @xenijardin also during The Great Friendster Diaspora, god killed kittens every time we masturbated. And there was no LOL to save them.

seanbonner: @xenijardin and during The Great Friendster Diaspora, helpless users were bluejacked for any flooz they had, then kozmo went bankrupt. /cry

xenijardin: @seanbonner, Cuecats roamed the hills during The Great Friendster Diaspora. Howled at night, pounced on sims avatars, ripped flesh asunder.

seanbonner: @xenijardin we traveled trough Silicon Alley & Silicon Valley on syquests until the paradigm shifted during The Great Friendster Diaspora.

xenijardin: @seanbonner, if you care to continue this reminiscence of TGFD, I suggest you hit me up on my motherfuckin’ myspace. Aight? Layta.

(sourced from twitter: xenijardin, seanbonner, jaybushman, kevinmarks)