For my b-day this past year (I turned 33, btw, I'm not ashamed) my dear sweet surprised the crapola out of me and got me a MacBook. I have loved it like I've loved no other piece of machinery. Scratch that, I really like the DVR. It's close though. And my minivan is right up there. I'll stop the list right there.
Anyway, I just got myself a 750 GB external hard drive for it so I don't slow Ole Mackey down (this is the first time I've called it that, just so you know).
So I took some time a couple of days ago, in anticipation of my Unflattering Pics post, to transfer all the photos off the old HP on to my hard drive so I could access them easier on Ole Mackey (second time, that is really catchin' on!).
I was astonished at how many photos I have. Nay, floored to the ground.
I mean, if I had a nickel for every photo I transfered, I'd have, like.....::getting out calculator:: $1,249.80!!!!
And that was just since 2004 when we got our first diggy cam plus a smorgasborg of scanned in pics.
Aside from slowing down our desktop to a mere slug's pace, I can see no downside to having TOO many photos. So I'm not changing my ways behind the lens, I just thought you should know.
See, proof that even the most meinial things in my life are fascinating.