Turned in the last paper after having a Microsoft Word crash at 24 pages and 5,400 words. Good thing I’d just saved the document. Shame the autosave feature doesn’t function correctly.
I pasted my references into the paper and then watched the pinwheel of doom appear. I re-opened Word, confident that I’d just pressed the Command-S, and found an old version of the paper. Well then. This is the auto restore function, which picks a version of the from about three hours ago. So I closed that, opened the file in the traditional way and found my updated paper. For the most part. I had to re-make a few changes, despite the save. This is a level of aggravation you don’t need after six consecutive hours focusing on one project.
I’ve been told I expect to much, but Microsoft, which has been in the word processing game for some time now, shouldn’t have problems of this nature.
Yes, I expect it to work.
Got everything fixed, though, properly formatted and sent away. With time to spare!
So dinner was late, but the paper was on time. And that’s been my day: a 15-mile bike ride, reading, thinking, writing, editing and dealing with technology.
And now for this week’s YouTube Cover Theater, where we sample the talent playing in their homes for the adoring crowds of their webcam and random people on the Internet.
This week’s feature artist is Sam Cooke. Why? Because I couldn’t find enough Gene Vincent covers. (The world has enough Be Bop A lula. Let’s try some variety, Internet!)
Kiersten Holine is actually an independent artist — she’s selling a demo and an EP on her site — which is a bit at odds with the YouTube Cover Theater premise. But who cares, this sounds great:
Sayaka Alessandra is a Japanese-Sicilian Italian (I love those combinations and always wonder: how did your parents get together?) who’s bio starts “Sayaka Alessandra started her singing career on YouTube recording cover songs of many various artists … Since being discovered on YouTube Sayaka has gone on to sing in Café’s, Lounges and outdoor venues.” So that’s in keeping with the premise …
And now, two guys sitting in an apartment:
And for the second night in a row, I’m going to bed at a respectable hour. No need to check my temperature. I’m fine.
