Holy crap. I remember that. I also remember my mother yelling at me to get off the internet so she could make a phone call. And I would yell back that I was in the middle of a post. And she would yell back that her phone call was much more important than anything I could be doing on MySpace. I would counter angrily that it wasn't MySpace. She would shout back that she didn't' care what it was, and that I needed to get of the internet regardless.

Though I'm not quite old enough to remember a box that small. But My grandfather gave us an old Mac that could only play text games before I managed to hit the double digits. We used to play some Mickey Mouse train learning game on it.