The year is 2000.
All of us here, waiting patiently, mouse in hand.
Hard disks are screeching.
Modems are buzzing and farting.
Keyboards are about to catch fire.
Netscape Navigator is opening, slowly.
At the speed of light, we type "www.timetravelinstitute.com" in the address bar.
F5, F5, and F5 again.
Expecting John's next post to appear at a moment's notice.
Oh, John, enlighten us.
Our BBS is blessed by your presence, by your time.