I like to write things, eat things, and shoot things. When I'm not snapping wedding photos, I'm working on a new novel. I'm rep'd by Josh Adams, agent extraordinaire. I post Mondays about everything under the sun. Some secrets, some book love, a lot of writing inspirations.
I'm the Mac daddy (um, momma) now that I have my nifty new computer. Say what? That's right. On Saturday I decided my dino-computer that maxes out at 30G of space wasn't enough to edit pictures on. (If you're a photog client, no worries, I also edit images on my desktop. And I can put at least 50G of info on that...ha ha...but really. PC's bite.)
So I ran down to the BYU and purchased the MACbook PRO. I was so excited, my face may or may not have looked like it was ready to explode by the time I handed over my money. (Insert excited squeal.)
Have I used it much since then?
Um, no. Talk about major let down when I got home. Apparently the computer doesn't come with all the programs I'm used to using: Microsoft Word, Photoshop, Excel, Bejeweled...um, wait. I didn't mean that last one.
See, a MAC only comes with weirdo MAC programs that my PC mind doesn't know how to use. I feel as useless as my neutered dog Bubba. Not only did I fork over a ton of money to ride the MAC train, I also have no clue how to use the thing.
I guess what I'm really saying is I'm more of an impotent Mac Daddy (momma). At least for now.