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She counts only blue cars
Mar. 11th, 2023 05:26 amThere are silly things I do with numbers every day and I’m curious if anyone relates. Some of it involves earworms, though, and I know those are catchy, so those will be at the end after the cut.
I have an electronic photo frame in the orange bathroom and passively collect orange art for it as I go about my day on tumblr. It uses Frameo, a phone app, for transferring the images and you can only do 10 at a time. To ensure I don’t miss anything during the transfer process, I do it every time I reach ten images in the folder where I save them. Those ten images go to OneDrive, then I go to OneDrive on my phone and save them, transfer them, then delete them from OneDrive. I have an archive folder in the download folder on my laptop with 590 images as I type this.
Having to stop browsing when I get to ten images makes it a disruptive event, and since I like to be slightly dramatic, a little bit of imaginary tension builds. But only for images 6-10 because the save window is as wide as five thumbnails and the archive folder. As I save each of those, I pretend I’m Juanin Clay as Pat Healy in the finale of WarGames calling out a warning each time WOPR gets another character of the launch code.
Then I do the steps to transfer the photos, which is only mildly tedious.
And now each morning in the shower, I get one of two songs stuck in my head.
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I have an electronic photo frame in the orange bathroom and passively collect orange art for it as I go about my day on tumblr. It uses Frameo, a phone app, for transferring the images and you can only do 10 at a time. To ensure I don’t miss anything during the transfer process, I do it every time I reach ten images in the folder where I save them. Those ten images go to OneDrive, then I go to OneDrive on my phone and save them, transfer them, then delete them from OneDrive. I have an archive folder in the download folder on my laptop with 590 images as I type this.
Having to stop browsing when I get to ten images makes it a disruptive event, and since I like to be slightly dramatic, a little bit of imaginary tension builds. But only for images 6-10 because the save window is as wide as five thumbnails and the archive folder. As I save each of those, I pretend I’m Juanin Clay as Pat Healy in the finale of WarGames calling out a warning each time WOPR gets another character of the launch code.
Then I do the steps to transfer the photos, which is only mildly tedious.
And now each morning in the shower, I get one of two songs stuck in my head.
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