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Double-awk? Heck, at this point, we can’t even call it single-awk because no one has been posting. Sorry about that. I’d like to be able to blame my absence on another exciting vacation, or a bout of extreme productivity on the book, but I can’t. I’ve been spending most of my time stressing about selling our beautiful condo (email me if you or someone you know is interested), and giving myself bloody manicures as I creep on creative writing MFA acceptance blogs. I have no news (of my own, at least) on that front. I do know that Unsaid is into Alabama, Indiana, and Southern Illinois-Carbondale for poetry, that Amy Charles’s posts often inflame other readers, and that reading these blogs can get in the way of basics like showering and leaving the house.
I do have one further bit of excitement to share: the face-recognizer in the new version of iPhoto, which I obtained courtesy of Dad, who is always kind enough to get family packs when he purchases new software. Thanks, Dad!
It works like this (completely non-technical explanation): you identify a person in a photograph, and then it goes through all of your other photos looking for that person. As you refine its understanding of what given people look like, it continues to sort your photos and help you label each one according to who is in it. As you work with a given person, it pulls up other photos who it thinks might be of that person, then asks, “Is this _______?” The technology is pretty impressive, but some quirks quickly emerged.
1. Bad pictures of my friend Katherine look like me. This was not pleasing. Katherine is a beautiful woman, but any time there was an unflattering photo of her, iPhoto thought it was me. When she looked like her normal gorgeous self, it knew just who she was.
2. Allison Davis and my mom look alike. I only look like my mom in incredibly good photos of me.
3. Karen and Morgan are practically indistinguishable.
4. Except when they look like John, my husband, who is apparently a man of many faces. Below are pictures that actually inspired iPhoto to ask, “Is this John?” On several occasions, this led to my falling out of my chair onto the floor. With laughter. And maybe a few drips of urine. Ok, not urine. Just laughter. I swear.
I hope you had as much fun playing as we did. Now you know that Elijah Wood isn’t John’s only evil twin. And I promise to try to blog more regularly.