What I was supposed to be doing: getting dressed, feeding the starving masses, starting the laundry, cleaning the catastrofuck…I mean…the house. What I was actually doing: giving a photo of J.’s beloved childhood dollhouse (now passed on to her daughter), a bit of a “facelift”. Grandma looked okay in her rocker, but I thought she […]

Okay, no I don’t, exactly, but why the hell they had to give display options to people who oughtn’t have them, I don’t know. The default is three small photos across the page, and sets/groups/whatever (I forget) to one side of the page. I turned off the sets/groups/whatever because I don’t like the clutter, but […]