We Can Stand All Night in the Cedar

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“No don’t sing for me darling, no don’t say a word.  You’ve got the eyes of a liar and the heart of a bird.”

Through that Rain, Wind, Ice, Sun and Snow

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As far as I can tell based on my limited experience (if I am, in fact, the reincarnation of some Middle Ages noble like that psychic on Kirby told me just before she cleansed me of his evil deeds for a nice chunk of drunken change, well I don’t remember it), if in a lifetime you can fill up a hand or two with people who care for you and have your back for the right reasons, you’ve done well. Most folks could work a sawmill for a century or so and not run out of fingers.

On the other hand, most folks start out with one person squarely in their corner.

My mother didn’t always understand me. She surely had high expectations for me. But she loved me, and, at least when the chips were down, she had my back. I didn’t always recognize this at the time, but years without her have taught me the value of an ally. Joni Mitchell was right. Almost everyone loves their mother. Almost every orphan loves their mother a lot.

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My mother also, more than anyone else, made me who I am– the good and the bad. For sure, my fear of debt and need for self-sufficiency come directly from her. As I got older and realized how many viewpoints I share with her, it was alarming. Surely, I wasn’t turning into what my teenage self vowed to avoid. The older I get, however, the more I realize it’s OK.  She knew a lot more than I thought she did. And I know a lot less than I act like I do.

Young folks dread growing up and becoming their parents. Old folks hope they do.

As Mother’s Day approached, I found myself listening to this song a lot.

Call your mamma sometimes
She misses you
She can’t help she’s all alone
Stay away from all that whiskey
But don’t stay away from home

Yep.

Hug ’em if you got ’em.  I miss my mother.

Like Glass into Sand Video

So the tree one of my security cameras was on fell during a recent storm, and I had an aiming fail when I reinstalled it. So I made a music video for a song Ronnie Jeffrey and I wrote a while back.

Yes, this song is available for your next record.

Copyright Ronnie Jeffrey & Kent Newsome
All Rights Reserved

The New Photos App is an Incomplete Work in Progress

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Apple released the OS X Yosemite 10.10.3 update today, which includes the new Photos app, which will replace my beloved iPhoto as well as Aperture, for photo management on the Mac.  There’s a lot of coverage on the new app, so I’m not going to do a full review- just the conclusion.  I’ve been using the developer preview (on a secondary machine) for a while, and I think it’s a good app and a suitable replacement for photo management on the Mac.

Except for one inexplicable, deal-killing omission.  There is no longer an easy way to edit photos in an external editor.

In iPhoto, it was so, so simple to open photos in an external editor- in my case, the wonderful Pixelmator– edit them, and immediately save them back to iPhoto.  Just a few keyboard clicks, and the edited photo was back in its proper place in your iPhoto album.

The process for doing this in the new Photos app, well, doesn’t exist.  You have to manually export the photo, open it in the external editor, edit it, save it and re-import it into the Photos app.  This is simply unworkable.

In prior instances, Apple has added missing features to new or redesigned apps via updates.  They will need to add back the ability to easily edit in an external editor before the Photos app will be a candidate to manage my photo workflow.

Superstar

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Many of the people who claim to speak for him are full of shit, but Jesus was and is a superstar.  It’s easy to forget that when we’re bombarded with fundamentalist idiots who use religion as a weapon of oppression.  But God is Love, and Jesus loves all of us.

Happy Easter.

That Sound You Hear Isn’t a Sound at All

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Thankfully, I don’t hear bombs exploding in my head, like some who experience Exploding Head Syndrome (more here) do, but I often have some sort of auditory dream that wakes me up.  In fact, I had one this morning.  I “heard” (not for the first or 10th time) a loud, brief, irregular knocking sound, that woke me up.  Sometimes, it’s someone calling for me.  It happens enough that I have learned (because it is statistically impossible that this many loud noises would immediately stop as soon as I “wake up”) that these are not dangerous things.  I don’t wake up particularly startled.  I just wake up, listen to confirm that there’s nothing happening, and then go back to sleep.  Like a lot of people, I also have the occasional hypnic jerk, but those are different, and only seem to happen once in a while when falling asleep.

Based on a little research, it seems that quite a few people have some form of this.

Interestingly, I don’t have any other sleep issues, and only rarely have any trouble falling asleep.

The Rain Ain’t Fussy About Where It Falls

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Yeah, the rain ain’t fussy about where it falls,
It rains on one like it rains on all.
But when it falls brother, it’s gonna rain hard,
When the blues comes calling with its calling card.

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