I got a Facebook message from one of the first people I ever met off the Internet. I met him through a newsgroup, and we happened to be going to the same university in the mid-90s. Back in those days, things seemed so much more innocent when it came to meeting people through the Internet. Maybe that's just me.

Our last communication didn't really end on good terms. I attribute a lot of what transpired to the guy's immaturity. I think he was one of those guys who just got nasty when he realized I wasn't interested in him. I think we only saw each other face-to-face only once? I was in his dorm room and he thought I was going to be all excited about his books. These weren't just any books. They were annual reviews of pornos! After we met, he told me he thought I had a pretty face and could lose 5 pounds. He also told me my legs were definitely not feminine.

Around Christmastime, I sent out a merry Christmas email to everyone in my address book. My netiquette was very poor, I can admit that! (When I inherited someone's e-mail account, I just left their sig in my email messages...and I left the sig at the top of my messages.) Anyway, I didn't BCC my recipients and there were a couple of mass replies. This guy got pissed off, I guess, and he said that anyone who has that many people on a mailing list needs to get a life.

So...those were my last experiences about him. Thinking about him made me remember the other things I learned about him.

In his first Facebook message to me, he asked me if I went to UBC in 96, and if so, he said he knew me. My one word reply to him was his name and a question mark. So he wrote back...sounding rather chipper...and asked me if I still drove my Mustang. (Yes, I still do.) I haven't written back to him because I'm wondering why he even wrote to me or how he found me on Facebook.

If I write back now, I might say something that wouldn't make me look very classy...but it would definitely let him know I remember him. Here are some things I could say...

Yes, still driving my 'stang.

Are you still into Hondas?
Does the thought of doing virgins still turn you on?
Do you still have those paper cut outs you made for your dick?

Now that I reflect on this guy, he was a total dork. I think he has grown up some and gotten all metrosexual. I checked out his Facebook profile and gather he is still as pretentious as ever.