At one time, data loss was a big fear of mine... really up there. At least Top 10.
From computer to computer, I'd port data from one system to the next such that I actually had "important" (for whatever reason, sentimental no doubt) files from a decade ago, likes papers for my freshman lit class in high school or AIM chats from middle school on my most recent system (10 years later!). My computer went from a game & work machine to a dedicated time capsule. A living archive. No joke, I called my C:/ "The 'Chives".
Then one day, I wiped my hard drive. Not an accident. Full intent. And you know what? It felt good.
Sure, there were some fairly critical losses - all of the RAW image files from my pictures and the folder with my arsenal of animated .gifs, but I've stumbled upon this opportunity to start fresh. Tabula rasa.
If I can translate this into the life I can touch, taste, smell, hear, and and see, I think I'll be in great shape.
Friday, March 20, 2009
Saturday, March 14, 2009
The Sound of One Man Napping
Whoa... Blogspot, baby. I'm sorry I've neglected you.
It won't happen again.
I swear.
Please, please, please... take me back.
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It won't happen again.
I swear.
Please, please, please... take me back.
YOU CAN NOW FOLLOW ME IN REAL TIME HERE: http://twitter.com/jimchuck
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