Looking Back On Our Life

Looking Back On Our Life

Doc Martens 1991-2019.

When I think of the stories these guys could tell. Walking the streets of London, Paris, Rome, Venice, New York. They traveled with me through every single move.

Except the last one.

What a great life they had though. Cheerio old friends.

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Go East Young Man

When you sell your house, no matter how much of a good idea it sounds, do not rent a truck and move yourself. I do these things so you don't have to.

From a suburb of Phoenix to actual Phoenix proper, a city dweller now. It's exciting and exhausting and are there ever boxes for days.

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Ritual

First thing in the morning with a cup of coffee in hand is the best time to scribble some things on this here internet website. Today I'm mostly giving the eye of annoyance to Lightroom. Or I should say whatever I did to Lightroom to now make it crash whenever there's an SD card in the reader. So that's cool.

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On Apple's Show Time

I reached a new level of being underwhelmed with today's Show Time event from Apple. I'm just not the target audience for credit cards, magazines, and exclusive games. They also utterly failed to sell that TV+ thing to me. No trailers, no pricing. Just felt really weird and un-Apple like. Yawn.

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Listen While You Work

When adding this to my pinboard links yesterday I had a wry smile on my face.

Starbucks music is driving employees nuts:

Earlier this year, irritated Starbucks employees took to Reddit to rage about how they had to listen to the same songs from the Broadway hit musical Hamilton on repeat while on the job. One user wrote that if they heard a Hamilton song one more time, "I'm getting a ladder and ripping out all of our speakers from the ceiling."

Was in some shop or another at the weekend and it played continual country music. Over and over. In the time we were in there I wanted to punch myself in the face. I can't imagine how the employees feel all day every day.

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On Moving Lightroom Libraries

I love Lightroom. For the last six years or so I've used nothing else for all my photography post processing, tagging, and cataloging. Early on I settled on a workflow that suits me and now it's all second nature. I'll write more about that workflow in an upcoming post. Today I'm just happy to announce that I moved a complete Lightroom install from one Mac to another.

First a bit of preamble. I have an old 2008 MacBook Pro that was my workhorse for a decade. A little over a year ago I got a 2013 model that became my main personal non-work laptop. I say 'main' but it was really "everything except for Lightroom". Why? Well I wanted to start afresh with the new model and didn't want to carry the cruft of 10 years of OS upgrades. So I didn't go the usual restore entire disk from backup onto the new machine route.

And therein lay the problem.

Apple sure don't make it very easy to restore a single app from a backup. Sure you can restore just the *.app file from the Applications directory. But that's not the entire install, and not something that will even run on the new machine. For that reason I was always hesitant to try to migrate anything Lightroom related. And so I just continued using my 2008 model for Lightroom things. Which wasn't fun. No retina screen, no SSD, it was as painful as it sounds.

Last weekend I'd had enough. So I carved out an hour to bloody figure out what was needed. I wasn't successful on the first couple tries and there was some trial and error before Lightroom would stop crashing every 5 seconds. So here's how I did it. In each step, keep the same directory structure on both machines.

(1) Copy all your original photos.
(2) Copy the Lightroom .app file.
(3) Copy the Lightroom catalogue and presets directories.
(4) Copy ~/Library/Application Support/Adobe/Lightroom/*.
(5) Copy ~/Library/Preferences/Adobe/*.
(6) Copy ~/Library/Preferences/com.adobe*.plist.

And lo it all "just works". Not only is it all fantastic looking on a retina screen, it's so fast I can't even stand it. It's truly like night and day.