Thursday, July 3, 2008. Dear Photoshop, you make my heart sing (remember that line from "Wild Thing" by the Troggs?) You finally arrived, and you're the right version for the Mac. First, you went to Seattle, because your parents at Adobe didn't know I was in Portland. But the new owners of our house kindly sent you here. Meanwhile, I called your parents and they sent another copy of you.
So yesterday, in an embarrassment of riches, both of you arrived. I loaded one of you into the Mac and now we're up and running. Your sister application, Bridge, is up too, and I downloaded close to 500 pictures that had been sitting on my 4 gig flash card.
Without new photos I had to resort to sending old images on my Daily Sightings. No one complained, but I was so ready to process new work.
Just one glitch that puzzles me: many of your keyboard commands that involve the function keys don't work--at least not yet. It looks like the Apple functions trump you. But no doubt your mysteries will reveal themselves soon.
We won't get technical here. I just wanted you to know that I'm glad you're back in my life. By the way, you helped me make this picture which I took the other night, looking out over Portland. Cheers.
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