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My Almost-daily Journal |
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| About I love trying out new things, especially when it comes to internet technology. I never really kept a journal, but it's something that I've always wanted to do. Now, everybody will get a chance to look inside my twisted, and somewhat-warped mind.
I've also subscribed to Audio Blog, so a few times a week, I'll leave actual voice blogs. Very cool!XML Newsfeed Previous Posts
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Monday, October 20, 2003
Photo Album Disorder: The Torture Test I toiled through the mundane process of scanning another photo album tonight (this morning). I say "mundane" because it's a mindless, repetitive process of placing photos on a platen, setting a boundry, and clicking the scan button. To add to the misery of monotony, I'm also cursed with dealing with careless disorder. My mom's photo albums may appear to be in some sort of order, but in reality, they are not. For instance, at the end of the last album (1984), we celebrated Gina's birthday and Easter, and then we had the honor of seeing my parents vacation in the Bahamas. In the current album I scanned, we celebrated summer '84, went in reverse and celebrated Gina's birthday and Easter again, and also saw my parents go to the Bahamas again. Then we fast-forward to summer in Alpena, skip the entire autumn, and hit Christmas and New Years. To add to my torture, the next album has the Bahamas AGAIN, along with ANOTHER take of Christmas '84. And who knows what else I might discover. We may get another encore of Easter ' 83. Disorder really pisses me off. Go figure... and I have Josh as a housemate... reality has a sick sense of irony. Photo & Video Archiving... Why? I'm sitting here semi-pissed at the disorder and the mental torture that I go through in scanning these pictures and TRYING to put them in some sort of order, when I just realized something... The only people that really care one iota about these pictures are probably Gina, Peter, and I. Sure, some people might flip through them if they have nothing else better to do (perhaps a convict doing a life sentence), but really nobody cares about these pictures. This isn't an epiphany for me. I knew this already. I didn't take on this life-long task for social accolades. However, I did come to a conclusion as to WHY I spend ALL this time scanning: to give my offspring an opportunity to see WHO I am/was, WHAT I think/thought about, WHAT I do/did, WHERE I go/went, WHY I do/did anything. You wanna know what would be the WORST and MOST DISAPPOINTING thing to EVER happen to me? Answer: if I died before I had children. All of this scanning and archiving of pictures, videos, and even BB dialogues would be for naught, if I never did have offspring. That really would be the worst thing to happen to me. Maybe I should concentrate more on carrying on my lineage and HAVING offspring and dwelling a little less on the past. Epiphany. This is probably the first time since I've been aware of my existence, that I actually DON'T feel immortal. For 34.5 years, I always thought I was. posted by Dino at 2:01 AM (permanent link) |