Posts for: AlMac
Mar 16, 2015 07:47:06 #
[quote=Dngallagher]Now, you can drag an image to Lightroom's icon and it will launch Lightroom and the IMPORT dialog to import the photo for you though.]
Thanks for this bit of info, didn't know you could do that. Don't think I'll be using it though. If I'm working from my files I open with Adobe Camera Raw then into photoshop.
You are spot on with importing to the lightroom catalogue in order to open an image for editing.
Thanks for this bit of info, didn't know you could do that. Don't think I'll be using it though. If I'm working from my files I open with Adobe Camera Raw then into photoshop.
You are spot on with importing to the lightroom catalogue in order to open an image for editing.
Mar 15, 2015 12:16:07 #
Mar 15, 2015 11:34:52 #
Nikonhermit wrote:
Whatever he told her, she asked for it.
And got it!
Mar 14, 2015 14:07:12 #
Jackinthebox wrote:
You mean he told her to.................?
Exactly.
Mar 14, 2015 11:16:38 #
Thank's for the laughs bcheary (nicked the first one for fb)!
Mar 14, 2015 10:21:52 #
Terrymac wrote:
In London, Lewisham Police have announced the discovery of an arms cache of 200 semi-automatic rifles, with 250,000 rounds of ammunition, 10 anti-tank missiles, 4 grenade launchers, 2 tons of heroin, £25 million in forged notes and a ring of 25 prostitutes on a housing estate behind Lewisham Public Library
Lewisham folks were stunned.
A community leader said:
"We is well shocked."
We never knew we had a library in Lewisham
Lewisham folks were stunned.
A community leader said:
"We is well shocked."
We never knew we had a library in Lewisham
Sounds about right!
Mar 14, 2015 10:16:13 #
Explanation of the Greek Bailout !!!
It is a slow day in a little Greek Village. The rain is beating down and the streets are deserted. Times are tough, everybody is in debt, and everybody lives on credit.
On this particular day a rich German tourist is driving through the village, stops at the local hotel and lays a 100 note on the desk, telling the hotel owner he wants to inspect the rooms upstairs in order to pick one to spend the night.
The owner gives him some keys and, as soon as the visitor has walked upstairs, the hotelier grabs the 100 note and runs next door to pay his debt to the butcher.
The butcher takes the 100 note and runs down the street to repay his debt to the pig farmer.
The pig farmer takes the 100 note and heads off to pay his bill at the supplier of feed and fuel.
The guy at the Farmers' Co-op takes the 100 note and runs to pay his drinks bill at the taverna.
The publican slips the money along to the local prostitute drinking at the bar, who has also been facing hard times and has had to offer him "services" on credit.
The hooker then rushes to the hotel and pays off her room bill to the hotel owner with the 100 note.
The hotel proprietor then places the 100 note back on the counter so the rich traveller will not suspect anything.
At that moment the traveller comes down the stairs, picks up the 100 note, states that the rooms are not satisfactory, pockets the money, and leaves town.
No one produced anything.
No one earned anything.
However, the whole village is now out of debt and looking to the future with a lot more optimism.
And that, Ladies and Gentlemen, is how the bailout package works!
It is a slow day in a little Greek Village. The rain is beating down and the streets are deserted. Times are tough, everybody is in debt, and everybody lives on credit.
On this particular day a rich German tourist is driving through the village, stops at the local hotel and lays a 100 note on the desk, telling the hotel owner he wants to inspect the rooms upstairs in order to pick one to spend the night.
The owner gives him some keys and, as soon as the visitor has walked upstairs, the hotelier grabs the 100 note and runs next door to pay his debt to the butcher.
The butcher takes the 100 note and runs down the street to repay his debt to the pig farmer.
The pig farmer takes the 100 note and heads off to pay his bill at the supplier of feed and fuel.
The guy at the Farmers' Co-op takes the 100 note and runs to pay his drinks bill at the taverna.
The publican slips the money along to the local prostitute drinking at the bar, who has also been facing hard times and has had to offer him "services" on credit.
The hooker then rushes to the hotel and pays off her room bill to the hotel owner with the 100 note.
The hotel proprietor then places the 100 note back on the counter so the rich traveller will not suspect anything.
At that moment the traveller comes down the stairs, picks up the 100 note, states that the rooms are not satisfactory, pockets the money, and leaves town.
No one produced anything.
No one earned anything.
However, the whole village is now out of debt and looking to the future with a lot more optimism.
And that, Ladies and Gentlemen, is how the bailout package works!
Mar 14, 2015 10:01:53 #
THE PHARMACIST
Upon arriving home, a husband was met at the door by his sobbing wife. Tearfully she explained, "It's the pharmacist. He insulted me terribly this morning on the phone. I had to call multiple times before he would even answer the phone."
Immediately, the husband drove down town to confront the chemist, and demand an apology.
Before he could say more than a word or two, the chemist told him, "Now, just a minute, listen to my side of it. This morning the alarm failed to go off, so I was late getting up. I went without breakfast and hurried out to the car, just to realise that I'd locked the house with both house and car keys inside and had to break a window to get my keys. "
"Then, driving a little too fast, I got a speeding ticket. Later, when I was about three blocks from the store, I had a flat tyre. "
"When I finally got to the store a bunch of people were waiting for me to open up. I got the store opened and started waiting on these people, all the time the darn phone was ringing."
He continued, "Then I had to break a roll of 10p coins against the cash register drawer to make change, and they spilled all over the floor. I had to get down on my hands and knees to pick up the coins and the phone was still ringing.
When I came up I cracked my head on the open cash drawer, which made me stagger back against a showcase with a bunch of perfume bottles on it. Half of them hit the floor and broke."
"Meanwhile, the phone is still ringing with no let up, and I finally got back to answer it. It was your wife.
She wanted to know how to use a Rectal thermometer."
"And believe me Mr, as God is my witness,
all I did was tell her."
Upon arriving home, a husband was met at the door by his sobbing wife. Tearfully she explained, "It's the pharmacist. He insulted me terribly this morning on the phone. I had to call multiple times before he would even answer the phone."
Immediately, the husband drove down town to confront the chemist, and demand an apology.
Before he could say more than a word or two, the chemist told him, "Now, just a minute, listen to my side of it. This morning the alarm failed to go off, so I was late getting up. I went without breakfast and hurried out to the car, just to realise that I'd locked the house with both house and car keys inside and had to break a window to get my keys. "
"Then, driving a little too fast, I got a speeding ticket. Later, when I was about three blocks from the store, I had a flat tyre. "
"When I finally got to the store a bunch of people were waiting for me to open up. I got the store opened and started waiting on these people, all the time the darn phone was ringing."
He continued, "Then I had to break a roll of 10p coins against the cash register drawer to make change, and they spilled all over the floor. I had to get down on my hands and knees to pick up the coins and the phone was still ringing.
When I came up I cracked my head on the open cash drawer, which made me stagger back against a showcase with a bunch of perfume bottles on it. Half of them hit the floor and broke."
"Meanwhile, the phone is still ringing with no let up, and I finally got back to answer it. It was your wife.
She wanted to know how to use a Rectal thermometer."
"And believe me Mr, as God is my witness,
all I did was tell her."
Mar 12, 2015 13:10:04 #
Thanks to to all for your welcome and replies.
It's 7 years 1 month and 2 days since my detox (yes - still counting), but I have never felt better.
Suntouched, I feel for your son and all your family as everyone is effected by the problems of a family member. I hope he can overcome this demon that has taken over our lives and get himself back on track.
I went to counselling for years and none of it did any good. Even after loosing my first wife & family, through drink, I could not give it up.
When I was in hospital, spewing blood and bleeding from my back passage because of burst ulcers, the consultant gave me 2 weeks to live. I looked back at what I could remember of my life and the words came to me that a little Irish woman told me years ago. She said "Alan. life is all about choices. Only you can make them. When you come to a fork in the road, YOU - not me or anybody else has to decide what path you take, left or right, it is up to you".
I decided that if I ever got out of hospital I would buy a digital SLR and take up photography again. I looked in a local camera shop & set my heart on a Nikon D60. Every time I felt the urge for a drink, I went and looked at that camera and the words "Life is all about choices - You can't have both".
I now have a good selection of gear (cameras, lenses & lighting) all paid for with the money I would have spent on drink.
If you or or you son ever need to talk, you can pm me any time. Just remember, if he has a relapse, it is a disappointment - not a disaster.
Alan
It's 7 years 1 month and 2 days since my detox (yes - still counting), but I have never felt better.
Suntouched, I feel for your son and all your family as everyone is effected by the problems of a family member. I hope he can overcome this demon that has taken over our lives and get himself back on track.
I went to counselling for years and none of it did any good. Even after loosing my first wife & family, through drink, I could not give it up.
When I was in hospital, spewing blood and bleeding from my back passage because of burst ulcers, the consultant gave me 2 weeks to live. I looked back at what I could remember of my life and the words came to me that a little Irish woman told me years ago. She said "Alan. life is all about choices. Only you can make them. When you come to a fork in the road, YOU - not me or anybody else has to decide what path you take, left or right, it is up to you".
I decided that if I ever got out of hospital I would buy a digital SLR and take up photography again. I looked in a local camera shop & set my heart on a Nikon D60. Every time I felt the urge for a drink, I went and looked at that camera and the words "Life is all about choices - You can't have both".
I now have a good selection of gear (cameras, lenses & lighting) all paid for with the money I would have spent on drink.
If you or or you son ever need to talk, you can pm me any time. Just remember, if he has a relapse, it is a disappointment - not a disaster.
Alan
Mar 12, 2015 10:49:19 #
CResQ wrote:
Captured in a rare quiet moment.
Please feel free to add yours!
Please feel free to add yours!
My 3 little rascals!
Mar 12, 2015 10:34:32 #
I'm Alan from Newcastle-Upon-Tyne in the UK and thought it was about time I joined in on the forum. Been following UHH for years now, from the rantings of JR1 to the present.
I've had problems with alcohol all my adult life although I've always been keen on photography, starting with a Zenit E and working my way through Pentax, Olympus and finishing with the F series Nikon's.
In 2008 I was given 2 weeks to live due to the damage alcohol had done to my body, and my consultant had given up on me. After a serious detox I took up photography again as my inspiration to keep me off the drink. When I felt myself weakening, I would go to the local camera shop, look in the window and tell myself "You can't have both"!
I'm finding the digital world fascinating and I am learning every day mostly due to the help and advice from you guy's.
Thanks Alan
I've had problems with alcohol all my adult life although I've always been keen on photography, starting with a Zenit E and working my way through Pentax, Olympus and finishing with the F series Nikon's.
In 2008 I was given 2 weeks to live due to the damage alcohol had done to my body, and my consultant had given up on me. After a serious detox I took up photography again as my inspiration to keep me off the drink. When I felt myself weakening, I would go to the local camera shop, look in the window and tell myself "You can't have both"!
I'm finding the digital world fascinating and I am learning every day mostly due to the help and advice from you guy's.
Thanks Alan