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technology related sensory memories from my childhood

  • sliding the metal cover on floppy disks
  • the slight resistance of inserting cassette and video tapes
  • ripping off the strips of holed paper off of dot matrix printer paper 
  • rolling the wheel on a disposable camera to take another photo

The heaviness and rubber texture of the roller ball in a computer mouse, and the little ring of lint

Unkinking the curly cord of a telephone while you talked

The -peww sound and slowly fading image of a crt monitor turning off, and then running your finger through the static on the dusty glass

The crunch of opening or closing a plastic Disney vhs cover

The sound effects in kidpix

Extending and collapsing metal antennas and using them as magic wands

  • The little ridges of a cassette tape’s cogs pressing into your fingertip as you wound the tape back in
  • Curling the rotary dial of the telephone round to each number and letting go
  • The rainbow glare of free AOL CDs catching the morning light in the pile of post
  • Manually tuning the car radio with a notched dial and the mess of static, broken voices, and fragments of songs
  • The click of a Gameboy’s on/off switch
  • The sound of a CD skipping in your walkman when you moved too fast
  • The tick and loud clunk of a book being pushed over the slanted buttons of the imaging machine at the public library when you borrowed it

  • The heavy sound of a credit card swiper at a shop till shifting back and forth
  • Putting in a video game cartridge, the firm press to get it in properly
  • The rounded square of light from the overhead projector shifting in front of you as the teacher adjusted its height
  • The resistant jelly buttons of late 90s/early 00s mobile phones
  • The push of a joystick against your hand when you held it in one direction
  • The soft clack of a flip phone snapping open
  • Pressing in the deep-set power buttons until you felt them give and click
  • The whirr of a VHS tape rewinding

the low hum of a crt television that you felt more than heard