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And we interrupt this broadcast...

In the middle of me talking about my day (monitored, nothing of note but the Chatty Guy from Utah Hell) -- I have just discovered the the multi-function lower end digital camera that I got back in 2001 works.

I mean, it had worked previously -- as a webcam and a device from which to grab images while it was connected to the computer webcam style.

But previously? I did not have a way to get into the thing's internal memory to delete pictures in memory from memory, and I therefore could not use the thing as a camera.

I have just discovered that Windows XP talks to my camera, and it's read/delete, not read-only.

Pardon me while I proceed to do the happy dance and start to tote the thing around with me. Because. Dude. Digital pictures. Digital pictures + laptop = OTP.

Speaking of which, raranax, I need to e-mail your mom and see if she's gotten around to saving those photos of Grandma's so I can get copies. Because the world (well, LJ, at least) needs to see the "Zodiac Device". (Speaking of Stephenson, The Big U.)
Gone away, gone ahead,
Echoes roll unanswered.
Empty, open, dusty, dead.
Why have all the Weyrfolk fled?

Where have dragons gone together
Leaving weyrs to wind and weather,
Setting herdbeasts free of tether;
Gone, our safeguards, gone, but whither?

Have they flown to some new weyr
Where cruel Threads some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh why the empty weyr?

-- "The Question Song", Anne McCaffrey
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