Keeping Dr. Omed Happy
Dr. Omed is still Jonesing for sunset pictures. I’ve been digitizing some slides, and came across a couple from a bicycle trip we took to inaugurate a tandem bicycle we had built for us in 1980.
Scanning slides is an excruciatingly slow, painful and perhaps medieval process. The whining and clunking of the scanner evokes a kind of torture rack, a cruel process which in the end yields the soul of the miscreant transparency in digital form, flying up to the gates of heaven on my PC. There, I look into its essence, determine if it needs remediation or merits direct entry to my hard disk, or summary disposition to the Recycle Bin.
Good thing I have my pre-emptive indulgence granted Dr. Omed last month.
