December 9, 2000
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Taking our annual family trek to the local garden center (inexplicably spelled Garden Sentre on the four story signage outside the building) to purchase the official Christmas timber is fun. Hearing our kids sing songs they’ve never heard before while hanging every last ornament, regardless of condition or æsthetic, on the now-thawed tree is fun. Sitting in the dark watching the lights sporadically blink, reflecting every which way on the stippled ceiling is fun. Now let me tell you what’s not fun… sorting through hundreds of randomly named thumbnail images, attempting without much success to match them up their source files — source files that follow an equally random naming convention — so that the entire mess can somehow be manipulated into a downloadable product form and loaded onto a web site, sometime before the holidays mercifully take me away from the glamour of it all.
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