The Virtues of Macs
Ah ha ha ha. Remember that time iPhoto crashed, destroying my libraries, so now when I open it, there’s nothing there? So the wardrobe photos of six actors are suddenly gone? Good times, good times.
I keep using “Finder” to search for my photos, since I’m confident they’re *somewhere* in my $1500 PowerBook, but Finder keeps crashing when I search.
Good thing that, distrusting my Mac, I double-uploaded all my pictures to my trusty PC, hand-built with $500 and several calls to a GeekSquad friend, so about twenty hours of work, twelve phone calls and fifty dollars in gas money isn’t thrown down the tubes.
I knew better than to trust a Mac. When I opened up iPhoto and saw all my stuff was gone, I thought, “Yeah, that’s about right.”
And you wonder why I f@#king hate Macs.
***Sept 2 Update***
A refreshed attention span and the wonderful world of Google reveal that when iPhoto dumps your libraries and complains that “”Unreadable Files: The following files could not be imported (they may be an unrecognized file type or the files may not contain valid data),” it actually just means you’re out of disk space.
Ha ha ha ha. Silly me. I would have thought when an application was out of disk space, it would say something like “Out of Disk Space.” I was lulled into a false sense of security by iTunes’ dulcet error messages. What a fool I was.
This is a ‘tude I reserve only for inanimate objects. If confronted with an actual Mac programmer I would probably pee myself and hide.