knifelivesmatter

Y2K.

Picture the scene: your phone rings, it's a Nokia. You do not simply walk down the street, no, you roll down it. You roll because you wear Heelys (unless, of course, you own jelly shoes). When you get home, you will check on your (digital, sadly) animal companion at Littlest Pet Shop. Then it's time to kick back, relax, and switch on your V-Tech. When the weekend arrives, you will likely rent a video, maybe even a DVD, and you will do so from Blockbuster. And when there is nothing to do, absolutely nothing, you will pass many a happy hour watching those strange pipes in primary colors extending and bending around the sleepy screen of your PC. 

The time: the 2000s. Enjoy it while it lasts, and remember, it will be back before you know it.