Wow may refer to:
Wow! (styled WOW!) was an online service run by CompuServe.com in 1996 and early 1997. Started in March 1996, it was originally thought to be an improved version of CompuServe's software, but it was later announced that it would be a user-friendly stand-alone "family" online service and was widely advertised on TV as such. Wow! was the first internet service to be offered with a monthly "unlimited" rate ($17.95) and stood out because of its brightly colored, seemingly hand-drawn pages.
The first release of this program was quite buggy, with many random shutdowns of the service and loss of email messages. The service developed a small, but very loyal fan base. However, this was not enough and the service was shut down on January 31, 1997.
There is a strong group of "WOWIES" who have fought on for years after its demise, to stay connected through chat groups, and a webring. This group believes they were "sold out" by Compuserve because the service was being bought out by AOL, who began offering a $19.95 unlimited service as it was shutting down WOW.
Wow! was a British comic book magazine that ran from 5 June 1982 to 25 June 1983, when it merged with Whoopee!. Its strips included:
about a boy and his army of ants. Drawn by Sid Burgon. This was originally a comic strip from Cor!! comic, called 'Andy and his Ants'. Two issue of Wow! feature reprints of old Cor!! strips.
about a boy whose jacket is covered in magical pin badges given to him by a jumble sale stallholder one morning. Drawn by Terry Bave
about a boy and his pet pigeon. Drawn by Trevor Metcalfe. Although issue 56 was the last to regularly feature the characters, new story's were printed in the Wow Annual 1986 (printed and distributed in 1985) and the summer specials until 1985. In this last story we see Coo piloting a model plane for a competition.
about a robot. Drawn by Jim Barker, survived merger with Whoopee
about a boy who owns a multi-million dollar global enterprise. Drawn by Frank McDiarmid. Survived merger with Whoopee.
Your true colors ar starting to get loud,
Have fun praying to your great god now,
All that you taught me to be,
Was a Moore, a dreamer that only refused to dream,
Oh save it please, my voice is is peaking through your speakers and
I'm speaking just to show you the way,
How could you, shelter me out I'm much older now,
You shatter like a beaker when I only want to show you the way, and
I'll build my way out of your demise, these dreams are my castles,
Not the walls you built up around me, when I look into my watch and
I know, that time is, time is gold, your true colors at starting to get
loud
And have fun praying to your grey gold now,
And when all your cards are on the table, make sure it's till in stable,
And when all your cards are on the table, make sure it's still in stable
and dance, your life away,
And this war it don't determine who's right,
This war just determines whos left standing tonight,
Atop handing me lights, I can se what you are in the dark just fine,
And I'm not blind, I'm mending the blinds, peaking through to get a
glimpse of your anguishing life,
Your hiding like a vampire comes to strife,
But it won't harm me cause I get a thrill,
And your true colors are starting to get loud,