So far the extra 3 GB of RAM has been making a substantial difference in performance.
Interestingly enough, while it has sped up the launch time of Photoshop, the biggest difference I’ve noticed is how much faster Photoshop closes now.
I know why that is (and won’t get into it for the benefit of the technically impaired/uninterested), but it’s still kind of interesting, and what’s more, I’m surprised to learn just how much it delights me to see it close that quickly. I guess I didn’t realize how much it irritated me to watch it just hang there on the screen and listen to the hard drive grinding away while I waited for it to close after clicking the X.
Beyond that, though, there’s just a general boost in Hugin’s pep, which I’m sure will eventually disappear the way that computer pep always does when you’re running Windows.
But I’ll enjoy it while it lasts.
My niece Jourdan, via my MySpace page, has hit me up to do a Heroic Portrait of her, leaving the actual details of the image up to my imagination.
I’m not really sure what to draw. I thought about being a smart ass and drawing her as a serious, studious young woman who manages to stay out of trouble – in other words as her complete opposite – but decided that might be too subtle for her. Besides, that would be more about my fantasy vision of her than her vision of herself.
I guess I’ll think of something eventually, though, for obvious reasons, I’ll have to dial back on the sexiness that I might normally put into a picture of a young woman, which is probably the biggest challenge.
As mentioned previously, we had a “team meeting” lunch today.
We met at a place in Centreville called Sweetwater Tavern, which is a place I’ve heard about a lot in my 4 years out here in NoVA, but where I’ve never eaten before.
I was on my way there and closing in on my turn when I was interrupted by a phone call from Scott, who was there and wondering why I wasn’t, as he thought we were meeting at 11:30, not 11:45, and for it to be after 11:30 and have me not be there was unusual.
In answering the phone I failed to notice my turn until it was too late, and so had to turn off at the next light to get myself turned back around.
On Scott’s recommendation I ordered the Drunken Ribeye, which was really, really good.
In fact, pretty much our whole group ordered the same thing, though I’m not sure on what the two stragglers whom we’d gotten tired of waiting for had ordered.
The food was very good, but, barring another team meeting, I don’t foresee myself eating there again anytime soon as it’s a bit of a drive to get there, it’s pricey, and it doesn’t seem the sort of place designed for casual dining by quite loners.
At least, not the sort of quiet loners who don’t drink, as it’s also a micro-brewery.
Last night I was sitting around watching a movie (Thank You For Smoking), and was puzzled by the sound of my phone ringing.
It was my mom calling to tell me that Kyra Sedgwick had one a Golden Globe for her role on the The Closer, which is a show that we both enjoy.
I didn’t tune in for the awards at all, though I did check out Michelle’s live blogging of it over at Best Week Ever.
Beyond these brief mentions, though, the total extent of Golden Globes coverage you’re likely to find here at Threshold is this entry from this time last year.
And what more do you really need?
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