Zero Sum Game

So I'm just getting comfortable with the Mac now. Readers of the previous post pointed me to numerous resources to help out, like this one, but in fact the best way forward turned out in fact to be following the overwhelming consensus and ditching Firefox. I'm now a happy(-ish) Safari user, enjoying the speed and Apple-ishness but missing my Google Browser Sync and all my extensions and wotnot. Ho hum. I imported bookmarks, turned on password saving, and I guess I'll suck it up.

And in other news I'm gradually shuffling around old Windows data from one drive to another, re-formatting from NTFS as I go, like some huge file-based game of Traffic. I'm getting there, and digital nirvana awaits. Already the photos have their primary home on the Mac, and I'm even gradually getting to grips with Aperture 2, despite its best attempts to elude me in its unique and inscrutable way. I'm getting there!

Gosh, and oh yes the Midi interface is great: I plugged the Mac into the digital piano for the first time last night. Worked first time, of course, and straightaway I had GarageBand transcribing everything I played. Damn thing is unforgiving timewise, though, and insults me repeatedly by pretending that every bar I play has a semiquaver rest at the beginning of it. Gack! I suppose I'm rusty, but right here is my incentive to practice again.

The title of this post, though, in combination with the above great leaps forward, augurs a sad ending. Just as I snuggle into Mac nirvana, Mrs McSwitchenstein is cast into Mac purgatory with an unfortunate accidental iPhone-toilet encounter. You don't need details, I'm sure. One step forward, one step back.