What a sad day it is when us old skool flickrites now have to wear the official uniform — just got my note from the principal:
What this is referring to is those with flickr accounts had previously, on signing in to flickr, had to follow the extra “Psssss…” link to get to the 5% club’s entrance. I felt so special, so unique, wearing my tattered old skool jeans:
I am making a bit light of this, as I had a yahoo account used for almost nothing, not even mail, with the same name as my gmail account. So the transfer was easy. And if there are improvements on the way… okay.
But in a way, it really feels sad, to loose that special, old skool feeling. I set up my flickr account in March 2004 (that is about 3 internet centuries ago), when I was looking at photosharing sites– featured in a presentation I did for the TCC 2004 Conference called Publish and Build Communities Around Digital Images. Ironically, at this time I was playing a bit more with Buzznet, a site I’ve not been back to in maybe 2 years. But I had peeked at flickr, and it did have a palpable different web feel, at that time via a Flash interface, that just seemed different- a snapshot from the presentation above (hey, it is a canned Breeze show, and it still works!):
Ahhhh, nostalgia.. the wine of old fogies. Old skool ones, that is.