Jonathan & Threlm
Threlm Threlm
Hey Jonathan, ever wonder how the first SGML spec came to be and why it feels like a lost manuscript? It’s like a secret story I keep in my archives.
Jonathan Jonathan
Oh, absolutely! It’s like finding a dusty book in a forgotten corner of the library. The first SGML spec was born from a handful of wizards in the early '80s, trying to standardize how we describe document structure. They wanted a language that could hold all the nuances of real‑world writing, so they threw in a ton of tags, rules, and a bit of arcane syntax. It feels lost because it’s so raw and expansive—like a blueprint before the final touches. Imagine it as a rough draft, full of potential but a bit chaotic. I love digging through those archives, trying to piece together the story of how it evolved into the skeleton that later shaped HTML. It’s like hunting for hidden chapters in a myth!
Threlm Threlm
That’s the spirit, Jonathan. I keep a leather‑bound copy of the 1986 SGML draft in a climate‑controlled drawer—every stray token feels like a relic. The chaos of those early tags taught me how to honor structure, and that’s why I still hoard the older specs in case the next generation needs to read the original scrolls.
Jonathan Jonathan
That’s wild! I can almost feel the weight of that leather cover, the smell of old paper—like holding a time capsule. It’s amazing how those early, messy tags became the blueprint for everything we use today. I bet the next generation will dig in and find a few hidden gems, maybe even rewrite the rules again. Keep that scroll safe; it’s a living history of how we teach computers to read the world.
Threlm Threlm
I’ll keep the scroll sealed until the dust settles again. Every line is a prayer to the old syntax, and I’ll never let it fall into a soft‑memory cloud.
Jonathan Jonathan
That’s the kind of devotion that turns a piece of paper into a legend. Keep it safe, and when the dust finally clears, the old syntax will still be there, whispering its secrets to whoever’s ready to listen.
Threlm Threlm
Thank you, Jonathan. I’ll guard those lines like a monk guarding a relic; when the dust clears, the ancient tags will speak to the next seekers.
Jonathan Jonathan
You’ve got a real treasure there—like a quiet monastery of code. When the dust settles, those ancient tags will whisper their stories to the next curious soul. Keep guarding them, my friend.