This was a great plan, except for I forgot one small detail. Kath doesn't have a laptop. Instead, she brought a thumb drive to put my pictures on, and also to transfer her pictures onto my computer. I stared at it when she pulled it out of her purse and said I sure hoped she knew how to use a thumb drive, because I had no clue. She stared back, then told me she had no clue and just assumed I would know what to do. I told her as far as computers go I am an idiot savant, and the idiot part is definitely more dominant than the savant.
We plugged the drive into my computer and to our surprise discovered it wasn't hard to figure out how to export my pictures. It all looked good right up until the moment when it informed us Kath's thumb drive didn't have enough room to hold all of them (we took a lot of pictures on the trip).
No problem we thought. All we needed to do was transfer her pictures to my computer first, then erase them so there were be enough room. We watched as 800+ pictures flashed in front of us as the import was happening, thinking we were way smarter than we had given ourselves credit for. We held onto that happy thought right up until the moment I clicked on the event folder in iPhoto and discovered it was empty. Like so many other times in my life I decided there was nothing to do but fall back on Einstein's definition of insanity. We tried three times, and I'm sure you can guess the result.
Our new plan is to use Dropbox. We have succeeded in creating a shared folder, but neither of us has attempted to put any pictures in it yet. It's like a computer game of Chicken. We are each holding out, waiting for the other one to make the first move.
Fast forward to yesterday. I had something on my computer that I needed to export. Something that I have been working on for quite some time. Something that looked quite nice while it was in the safe confines of the program, but something that looked like the dog's breakfast when I tried to get it out. Not good. I will spare you the details, and also the bad language.
I'm so thankful to be living where I do. In the midst of technology glitches it's so nice to be able to take a deep breath, grab a rain jacket, and head out my front door and be surrounded by trees and mountains. Right now the street in our neighbourhood is covered in cedar needles and leaves. I love the way this leaf looks like the tips have been dipped in a pot of red paint.
Then, later in the day, I suddenly remembered my Korknisse. Putting them in my kitchen window sill, decorated in their fall sweaters and hats, was like welcoming back some old friends.
Today's update on the export problem is that it has been fixed. More or less. As for that shared folder in Dropbox, I just checked and it remains empty.
“If the automobile had followed the same development as the computer, a Rolls Royce would today cost $100, get a million miles per gallon, and explode once a year killing everyone inside. ”― Robert Cringely