The year is 198x. # I stare at my amber terminal. Hexadecimal fills my screen and my mind has become lost in the flow of 6502 assembly, as I hand optimize the code flow. I’m interupted when I recieve a message from my friend, _Maverik, he’s excited about the ground breaking CGI in Tron. Nostalgia is a weird feeling. We can forget when things happened, and misttribute things to entirely different decades.
