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A long-running personal blog shared by two authors with completely different approaches to life. And a lot of large, beautiful photographs of dogs and nature and places we've traveled to. Rich in commentary and irreverant in style. 

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We started blogging a long time ago. Our work hours never aligned with recommended psychotherapists and we needed to get our thoughts out. We are great friends, total opposites and long-time housemates. This was a way to communicate. With each other. With strangers. With consumer marketers. With sub-par meteorologists. With distant friends who wanted to see pictures of stuff we were up to.

This is the place. Our bucket of thoughts to share. You are welcome. 
(We realize that most of you are here for the dog pictures.)

Confessions of a Digital Hoarder

Healey

Recently I had a little “come to Jesus” with my photo archival *system. This system is pretty easy to understand, so I will just explain it to you so you can do this at your home, too. I’m a sharer.  

Along with the "How-Not-To" below I have included some images I ran across. Really important images. just to keep it confusing, you know. 

Dock Dogs Championship Round - Dogs name is Paunch. Because I keep notes on shit that seriously doesn't matter. Ask me what my license plate number is. No idea. Dogs name is Paunch. 

Dock Dogs Championship Round - Dogs name is Paunch. Because I keep notes on shit that seriously doesn't matter. Ask me what my license plate number is. No idea. Dogs name is Paunch. 

  • I took a thousand photos. 
  • I put the photos on a laptop. 
Image titled "Qualcomm" which was the parent company of one of my former employers. No idea.

Image titled "Qualcomm" which was the parent company of one of my former employers. No idea.

  • I never weeded out the photos that sucked from the 4 good ones. (I’m just being funny, there were like 23 good ones in the 2,000. Because with quality comes with quantity. I like to call this “the Slot Machine Method” of photography.” Don’t use that term without asking my permission, okay? It’s mine. I coined it.)
  • The laptop started to die. 
Osama Bin Jackson

Osama Bin Jackson

2011 Lunchbag drawings

2011 Lunchbag drawings

  • I resuscitated the laptop long enough to move the iPhoto library over to a new external hard drive. 
  • I got a new laptop. 
Hambone, Christmas Eve 2010

Hambone, Christmas Eve 2010

Gateway Colorado

Gateway Colorado

  • I took a few thousand more photos. Mostly of dogs and birds I was chasing. And orange leaves in the fall, cause who doesn’t like those? I never threw out the lousy ones. I kept all the photos.
  • I put new photos on the laptop and [sometimes] on the old external hard drive.
  • The laptop started to die.
Diet: Week 1

Diet: Week 1

  • I resuscitated the laptop long enough to move the iPhoto library over to the old external hard drive [and various jump drives] cause, I dunno .. I like variety.
Image titled "Indian Food"

Image titled "Indian Food"

Udder Hazy Center

Udder Hazy Center

  • I saw an external hard drive on sale and bought it. I put some stuff on it and named it “the Garage” cause it sounded cool at the time. [All I can point to is box wine for that.]
  • Apple AND Google offered me cloud space to host my photos. I took them both up on it.
That day in Montana where I simultaneously decided to go ATVing and wear a white sweater.  One good decision. One bad decision. 

That day in Montana where I simultaneously decided to go ATVing and wear a white sweater.  One good decision. One bad decision. 

Car wash that used to be on NY Ave. They played Go-Go music really loud and danced. Sign was in silver sequins.

Car wash that used to be on NY Ave. They played Go-Go music really loud and danced. Sign was in silver sequins.

  • I got a new laptop. 
  • It suffered a partial lobotomy due to the continued electrical surges from both my parents house and the house on the island in Maine. (Refer to the blog where I suffered continued electrical shocks through my laptop on to my shorts clad legs - and repeatedly screamed but never stopped using the device because I wanted to post some really magical pictures.)
Parenting: Nailed it!

Parenting: Nailed it!

  • I resuscitated the laptop hard drive, replaced it with another newer BIGGER one and used the handicapped old one as a makeshift external drive now named “old Laptop Dive”… cause that could never get confusing, right?
  • I continued to take one million more photos now with a Nikon DSLR, two Cannon One Shots [cause it is SO ME to be the person with TWO cameras named “One shot.” I pretended one belonged to the child. It didn’t, they were both mine.]
Idiot dog

Idiot dog

  • I forgot to mention that the child had his own point and shoot as well as a GoPro. Video files are LARGE.
  • I upgraded the amount of cloud space I had with both Apple and Google. (but to be fair the space with Google was to cover the massive problem I have with old email. That’s a real problem. I get so attached. *sigh.)
Hoover: "What are you trying to tell me? I don't understand."

Hoover: "What are you trying to tell me? I don't understand."

  • I remembered that I had a Flickr account. I renewed it and put more shit up there.
  • My giant Laptop started to show signs of Alzheimers even though it had over a terabyte of space. It was unstable. I was seen near tears at the Apple Genius bar on a Sunday afternoon. (Oh, we have ALL been there, don’t act like you haven’t.)
Taxidermy Shop in Idaho

Taxidermy Shop in Idaho

  • I looked around the office at home and realized I had something like 8 external drives - all of different makes and models and health levels. And then a handful of jump drives with folders on them helpfully named “Healey’s Photos” or “SAVE_Photos”  or my ironically favorite one, “MASTER_PHOTOS.” <wince>
Carsickle and Goat

Carsickle and Goat

  • I bought a new laptop. ( I. Know. This. Is. A. Sickness.) Actually I am using it right now and it’s really pretty. Really small and sleek. Love it. It has 25 photos on it. REALLY expensive. yikes.
  • I also bought two more external drives and they have big sticky notes on them. One says “for PHOTOS” and the other one says “Back Up Your Shit Healey!”

So okay, yeah. There is a lot of information there. Potentially even some stuff I regret. BUT I have turned a page. I am going to get all National Archives on my shit and get organized.

In the past week I have moved 80% of ALL MY {known} photos to the giant unstable large laptop. I even ran duplicate detection software on stuff and weeded out about 2 million photos. I have no idea what I threw away because I was just nervous and trusted the software and firmly in denial of the scale of the digital problem I had created. I found myself muttering things like “well I seem to be saving something that is taking up 1.2 terabytes, so I don’t feel like its a total loss. I’m not going to spend the rest of my life validating duplicates …” 

My father is suspicious of people with cameras.

My father is suspicious of people with cameras.

Above is a screenshot of a text from my father. Yes, ... my father.  

Above is a screenshot of a text from my father. Yes, ... my father.  

There were a few more photos than I have included above. But the internet wrote me and asked me to stop uploading things. So okay. I won't. Cause they asked nicely.