Monday, February 4, 2008 - Oliver Lee Memorial State Park, Alamogordo NM
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Walking the Second Bench, Dog Canyon Trail, Oliver Lee Memorial State Park, Alamogordo, New Mexico, February 2, 2008
Aarrg... iPhoto renumbered my images
On my hike up Dog Canyon Trail Saturday I took way too many pictures and when I downloaded them to the laptop iPhoto ran out of hard drive space about 3/4 of the way through and I had to remove some old files to make more space on the drive. When I resumed the download, iPhoto started from scratch and downloaded ALL the images again and, of course, ran out of hard drive space again. Geeze, Louise, who wrote this thing? I removed some more stuff and started over. This time iPhoto completed the download, but renumbered the images. So now I have duplicates of most of the images with different numbering sequences. Go figger! I can tediously recover from this but I think it's time to abandon iPhoto before I lose something in the process.
I'm going to set up an archiving system but first I need to research how photo archiving is normally done before I paint myself in a corner as I'm so prone to do.
Just what I need, another project.
Night camp
Site 8 - Oliver Lee Memorial State Park, Alamogordo NM
- Verizon cell phone service - good signal
- Verizon EVDO service - very good signal and access speed ( I have to qualify this - during my January 2008 visit the signal and access speed was excellent - in January 2009 it was practically non-existent during the day and slow at night with unpredictable short periods of excellent access)
- Go to Oliver Lee Memorial State Park website
- Go to Oliver Lee Memorial State Park on my Nightcamps map
- Check the weather here
Sincerity Itself is Bullshit
As conscious beings, we exist only in response to other things, and we cannot know ourselves at all without knowing them. Moreover, there is nothing in theory, and certainly nothing in experience, to support the extraordinary judgement that it is the truth about himself that is the easiest for a person to know. Facts about ourselves are not peculiarly solid and resistant to skeptical dissolution. Our natures are, indeed, elusively insubstantial - notoriously less stable and less inherent than the natures of other things. And insofar as this is the case, sincerity itself is bullshit.
On Bullshit, Harry G. Frankfurt, pg 66