A Pleasant Surprise

Today I bought a few doodads for this new MacBook Pro’s USB-C/Thunderbolt3 ports. The ethernet adaptor – just feel like if it’s only rarely useful I’m ok with it. The SD card adaptor – will get used a lot. A tiny SSD drive with a LOT of space which let me take off all the current photos that had gotten moved from the other MBP and feel like I got a fresh start. Not really of course but I’m still good with it.

The cable on that tiny SSD drive turned out to be exactly the one I’d wondered if I could get for my more traditional Time Machine drive for this machine! So that was a happy bonus. One cable to rule them all.

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Wednesday

And it wasn’t a bad day, my second day back to work. I do feel rusty at work but that will pass. It’s nice to feel missed. Towards the end of the day I found a lady sitting and watching people while her husband and son were doing something. She said I’d sold her an iPhone and we were chatting. Somehow I mentioned I’d just come back from Wales and she was so excited so I pulled up the flickr.com album and let her go through some of the photos while I went here and there looking after customers. She was very interested and her husband was amazed that I’d gotten her to use a mac computer! I told him I used the right carrot.

Got an extra charger for the new laptop so I can leave one in the car. Might seem like a frivolous expense but I found over the last few years that it was well worth it. One less thing to carry around, and one less worry about forgetting it when going off to NaNoWriMo group etc. It’s in the trunk!

At lunch time today I wrote a poem that I’d started in the car the other day. Turned out pretty good on first pass I think. This is the first year that I haven’t strictly won NaNoWriMo, but I knew I’d be doing a “rebel” year, going off to Wales for two weeks in the month. I did go to a writer’s workshop while there AND I visited some of the places in my on-going story so RESEARCH people, RESEARCH!

A few people asked about the writing workshop which I’ll write more about in another post.

A Little Help From…

our friends over at Applecare.

You know we recommend contacting Applecare a lot. After I did the data migration to my new computer the Mail program (granted not the most robust or satisfying thing in the Apple stable of software) would not open. Nothing.

I tried a few things, knowing I could always erase and do it from scratch but geesh. I have a lot of mail filters/rules that I would have to set up again. So, I took a shot at doing an Applecare chat.

I explained in the first chat message that I’d done a time machine migration and that mail wouldn’t open, it just hung. My second message was probably gold to the eyes on the other side of the screen: “so I created a test user and Mail opened fine there.”

The tech had me dis-enable all my mail accounts and try re-opening mail. Then after I sent him a screenshot (how’d she do that so fast, they probably wondered) of the pop up message we went ahead and imported the mail. Then went into Mail preferences and re-enabled all the accounts. I even managed to call the message viewer window the correct name!

Voila! Mail! While I was waiting for the chat to begin I looked at Photos – yup there and working, and iTunes – ditto. So now I’m good to mess around with the new computer!

mail? mail to import?

Sunset, October 11

I did spend some time at home and all but the trip to Ghent (all those squirrels and all the rest and even a couple groundhogs) this morning and the trip out tonight to check out clouds was well worth it. Click on the photo below for the whole album.

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The Crazy Ones

Text of the above ad, here. Longer version below.

Here’s to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes.

The ones who see things differently. They’re not fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them.

About the only thing you can’t do is ignore them. Because they change things. They invent. They imagine. They heal. They explore. They create. They inspire. They push the human race forward.

Maybe they have to be crazy.

How else can you stare at an empty canvas and see a work of art? Or sit in silence and hear a song that’s never been written? Or gaze at a red planet and see a laboratory on wheels?

We make tools for these kinds of people.

While some see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do.

Sometimes I need to revisit the original. And the original reasons. Because all the rest is just all the rest. I spent a lot of time yesterday with all the rest and today I’m putting it away.

Sunday, August Is Flying

When I got home tonight, there was still the August Postcard Poetry Fest poem to get done. Earlier today I’d responded to a post on Facebook and thought and then forgot about the line which I thought, at the time, would make a great inclusion in a poem. I was a good way down the poem when I remembered! Yeah coffee! So the poem includes the line

the red caboose of contentment.

Because who could resist that line?

At the meeting, someone pointed out an actual slide from an actual Macworld keynote… I knew where my July 2001 badge was. It hangs over my desk. At some point, I had put my old-new name on it again, but everything else is as it was, before the world changed.

Lunching on a Thursday

At least I think it’s Thursday.