Inc. In addition to the immensely good fortune of hosting my site, this ISP is run by Bob, or as I like to call him, Bob. Bob's a good guy.
Small town feel, national dialups.
As a youngster, I flirted extravagantly with the chocolate melanges, the nut-flavored, the various chips, but I find that as I get older, I'm turning into my father. ICQ I resisted as long as I could, but I finally succumbed to Peer Pressure. Not that I ever check it. Too much spam. And I have to register on each separate computer.