As I am seated at my desk eating dinner (Justin is gone for the evening) I am also staring at a screenfull of faces looking back at me. Justin wants my computer to be backed up in such a way that if he threw it into the river, I would not be missing anything. That sounds a bit dramatic to me but I get his point. He wants to make sure I don't ever lose my photos. My computer has multiples of many of my pictures simply because when I've gone from machine to machine over the years, the photos were moved en masse with the documents being transferred. It is labor-intensive to sort through them, let me tell you.
So, my technology guy, Justin, got me set up with Picassa on my big computer, transferring or saving all my photos there. One of the blessings of Picassa is that it offers face recognition so it's my job now to assign a name to every face that shows up on my monitor. The thumbnails show up 28 at a time, and include faces in crowd photos which is quite annoying.
The doors on the Baptistry
Last night Justin spent some time on it and the software was even picking out faces impressed on the Baptistry doors in Florence, Italy. That's easy enough to just click the 'x' in the corner and eliminate it. He scolds me for taking so many pictures at the pool, claiming they are all the same. For all I know, they might be!
