Uncle Roger's Notebooks of Daily Life
My life is, to me, ripe with frequent challenges, occasional successes, spontaneous laughter, adequate tears, and enough *life* to last me a lifetime. To you, however, it surely seems most pedestrian. And therefore, I recycle the name I used previously and call this my Notebooks of Daily Life. Daily, because it's everyday in nature, ordinary. These conglomeration of events that are my life are of interest to me because I live it, perhaps mildly so to those who are touched by it, and could only be of perverse, morbid curiosity to anyone else. Yet, I offer them here nonetheless. Make of them what you will, and perhaps you can learn from my mistakes.
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Monday, October 31, 2005
At last, some return on my investment! Yesterday, I finally got some results from all the hard work and money I've poured into the kids over the last three-and-a-half years.
My earlier post about converting photos generated some confusion: "I thought all you had to do with that kind of camera was plug it into the computer somewhere." Well, yes and no. The short answer is that yes, all you need do is plug in the camera (or insert the memory card into a reader) and copy the photos onto the computer. If you're interested in the long answer, read on.
As of last night, I've converted all my digital photos from the RAW format to JPEG. This may not seem like a big deal, but it is to me. 313 sets and over 9800 photos so far. You can see some of them online if you're interested.
Now I need to start working on the calendars I put together for kinfolk as holiday gifts and dumping photos to CD for people. I've got a bunch to upload for sale too. I also need some new pictures for my cube at the office. And then there's the 20+ hours of video to start working on...
Dear Jared -- I want to explain why you have to sleep in your bed and not in Mommy and Daddy's bed.
It seems Sara has decided that there ie no point in having two names for two people that are, for all intents and purposes, interchangeable. So, I am "Mommy".
Jared wanted to wear his Mickey Mouse jacket this morning, but it turned out it wouldn't fit over his cast. So Rachel told him "I'm sorry, you'll have to wear your other jacket."
I'm close to getting caught up with converting my photos from the Nikon RAW format to a lower quality but more useful JPEG format. At this point, I have about twenty sets left to convert. Each set is roughly equivalent to a roll of film; a set is one memory card full, usually thirty-one images.
I have 312 sets so far, with 293 converted to JPEG. This conversion is the digital equivalent of developing a roll of film -- after this, I'll be ready to do something with the images, including printing them.
It may not seem like a big deal, but when you have two small children, finding the time to do this sort of thing is extremely difficult.
I just want to say that you can't, in all fairness, get mad at someone for not doing their chores if they say they're going to do them and then you go and do them before they get a chance.
Lately, it seems Jared's answer for everything is "Because I Love you!"
I'll say something like "You just pushed your sister off the bed! That's not nice! Why would you do that?" and his answer will be "Because I love you!" I'm not sure if he thinks that will get him out of trouble or not, or if he's being honest.
Sometimes, it's hard to be stern with him when he's just so darn cute.
As of this writing, I have about 9,700 photos stored on -- are you sitting down? -- a Windows-based computer. Windows, as you well know, is a piss-poor excuse for an operating system and is prone to crapping out and taking your data with it.
While I do have the photos backed up (on an external USB hard drive and on a network server), that doesn't mean they're safe from Windows. While losing them would not be the end of the world by any means, it would still be an immense loss. Every time I take a picture, every time I load new photos onto the computer, I worry about losing them all. That scares me.
The most important thing in the world, to me, is my two kids, Jared and Sara. The thought of something happening to them is indeed terrifying.
One thing I'm afraid of is that we might end up with another failure in the white house.
Jared has developed a minor fear of cars. Mostly, it seems to be a catch-all for whatever might scare him, these days. I think it has come about because of my caution in parking lots and and near streets. I, however, also have a fear of cars.
Yesterday was quite a day. Jared proved yet again that he takes after my father. It started off swimmingly and ended up painfully familiar.
I've been working on putting together a new computer specifically for video editing. We have a lot of video of the kids just sitting there on the shelf doing nobody any good. I want to convert it all to DVD's that we can watch and share with the extended family. So, with a little extra jingle in my pocket, the time came to get another computer.
The challenge was to submit a humourous caption for a photo. Well, since I think I'm the funniest guy around, I submitted a couple of entries. Well, lo and behold, I won! Mind, I though my other entry was funnier, but I guess maybe I have a twisted sense of humour. Anyway, it's quite the honor.
Is it too late in the month to start a challenge? Well, just in case it isn't... here's your challenge for October.
In perusing my log files today, I noticed an odd query that had led someone to one of my pages. I copied it into my web browser and, sure enough, got a lot of hits. I'm not sure if this is disturbing or not.
If you like cold water, don't put your water bottle in front of the little heater you have on your desk.
Actually, Intelligent Design (the latest euphemism for creationism) and evolution are kinda similar.
Scientists work hard to find holes in the theory of evolution in order to strengthen it. Creationists likewise work hard to find holes in the theory of evolution in order to "prove" creationism.
The problem is that just because evolution can't (yet) explain everything it doesn't make it wrong. Furthermore, it doesn't automagically mean that creation is right. The Continental Op pointed me to an excellent discussion of the whole topic.