That is how I feel most days. No time to eat, no time to blog, no time to work out, no time to get groceries (or just no desire on that one...).
But one thing I REALLY have no time for is random pieces of technology that enter my life and their need for me to acclimate to them. I need things handed to me with directions - simple put. I don't need something that will take me forever to figure out, I have 4 kids for heavens sake. Hand it over, show me how to download, upload, unload - whatever. But please, don't hand me something and wish me luck.
For instance, I have a video camera - LOVE IT. Love the quality, love that it is small and easy to use and love being able to document things. But I hate it. I hate that we have videos that I have no clue what to do with. Because from what I can read/infer/figure out - it is pretty much impossible to convert the file into a .mpg so that other people who were not blessed enough to own this piece of wonderful item can actually VIEW them. I thought I had figured it out once. I opened up 3 different programs, cut the movie I was making to exclude a part or 2 and it only took 2 hours to create a 12 second .mpg. Lovely. We have owned it for nearly 2 years and I have one 12 second video to share and it's not even of any of my kids.
Last year for my birthday I got this strange little package with some sort of computer chip looking thing in it. I was clueless and tried my best to act all excited about it - even tho I had no idea what it was for. Come to find out it is some sort of something I can stick in my phone to play music or store pictures on. Well, that would be cool if I knew how to get the music on it. About 6 months later I was told the music was on the chip - in my phone. Of course, I couldn't access it. I tried everything. Finally went to the Verizon store myself and found out how to do it. Now, viola - it's there. But my birthday is in May...it was February when I actually got the music on there.
Now I have to remember to play it I guess.
So, now I have this new Netbook (got it for Christmas). Which has none of my photo software on it, nor does it have a CD ROM for me to insert and install. But it also doesn't have any of my pictures which are still on my old computer in A-Dog's room. No sense having photos if you can't edit them I suppose.
Until today.
Today I downloaded Picasa. A sorry replacement for my other software, but something had to give and apparently it was good quality photo editing software. So, there will be no awesome edits, no amazing photo tricks...not that there was before, but there could have been. Now there just can't be at all, or atleast how it could have been before. I will now be a sorry excuse for a photo editor. I mean, I have been known to insert certain little peeps into certain Christmas photos and have no one notice that he was merely imported when in all actuality, he was napping. I am known for that. By some.
Now I will be known as the girl who finally stated updating her blog more often, but the photos are sub-par.
Like this:
But I suppose one could really say that it was the "self-portrait" approach that really altered the photo.
Or this one:
Because somewhere there is a shirt I could have imported on DJ Jazzie Jeff's Mardi Gras rapping protégé.
But take a look at this one:
Not even sure I could fix that goofy smile :- )
But this one...
Needs no alterations. The look says it all!!!
Cheers :- )
