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HEY, COOL!

I just figured out how to download pictures from my digital camera without having to first transfer them to the flash drive at the house!

I had to get some photos off of my boss's camera last week, and unlike the first time I tried to do MY camera, when I plugged his in, it read it as a regular USB device. I just copied them onto the hard drive and that was it.

"Hmm," I thought to myself, "I seem to remember trying that with my camera and it wouldn't work before--they must have fixed something!"

I think things like that because I'm not very bright.

Anyway, I had the photos from Reba's graduation on the camera, so I thought I would bring it in today and see if it would work now. Plugged it up, and I got back the message that I couldn't install new hardware because I didn't have sufficient security rights. I'VE BEEN DISENFRANCHISED! Or something.

Well, that's odd that the other camera would work, but mine won't. Then I remembered that Boss's camera had a setting so it could be read as a USB device--I wonder...yep--boy, am I a nidiot. Right there in the menu. Plugged it all back in and HEY, pichers!

SO, thus starts today's photo essay, which includes the graduation of my wife with her degree in human resources management.

First up, Catherine, who slept in squishy rollers on Friday night so her hair would be curly on Saturday. I don't know why this was important, but she wound up looking like a maniacal Shirley Temple clone.

In stark opposition to her usual torpor in getting ready to go to work or church (or anywhere else, for that matter) Reba was beside herself Saturday morning to get out of the house by 10:30. Because she had to be in Montgomery by 1:15. It's about 100 miles from our house to Mungummy, Interstate all the way, and takes about two hours. If you're particularly slow. Meaning, even if we were particularly slow, we'd still have around 45 minutes to kill before she was even suppose to be there. And 45 minutes more until the ceremony started.

Well, we made it in an hour and a half. Noon. And nothing to do for the next two hours. But, by golly, we were on time for something for once, so who am I to complain!?

We walked her over to the Rotunda and found her room and let the kids pee and all that stuff. Now, only an hour and fifty minutes to kill. So, another few sets of pictures. I took several, but it's hard to get a flattering picture in a black robe--just ask Ruth Bader Ginsburg. I think this one is probably the cutest of the bunch--

After all of those, I figured we might as well go on over to the gymnasium to wait, so the kids and Reba's parents and I walked across the courtyard. Of course, SOMEone wanted to stay with Mommy. Or plunder through the vending machines. So SOMEone was pouty and angry and stomping her little cloven hooves precious feet all across the courtyard. I told her I was going to take her picture if she kept acting like that, so, of course, she kept acting like that.

So I took her picture.

It was an awful gray day--cold, rainy, windy. Yes, she had a coat with her. No, she pitched a fit about wearing it. Whatever.

On into the gym, where we staked out a seat in the bleachers. I didn't realize it at the time, but we actually could have sat down in the chairs on the floor. By the time I DID realize it, they'd already started filling up, and I couldn't get my in-laws and dependents to up stakes and move. So there we sat. Which is why the photos aren't all that great of this part of things.

But, here's one where Miss Reba is about to heist herself up onto stage--

And this is where she gets her sheepskin (no sheep were harmed in the making of this document)--

It was very nice--as with my own graduation, I don't remember the speaker, but I do think he was pretty good. The best thing is that sense of relief once it's all over and done with.

And here's the happy gal at the reception before we left to go out for her celebratory dinner at the Japanese hot burning griddle of death restaurant.

Happy Graduation Day, m'dear!

Posted by Terry Oglesby at December 19, 2005 11:06 AM