Kokomo Tribune; Kokomo, Indiana

September 7, 2012

A Kodak moment this is not

By Misty Knisely
interim [friday] editor

— Back in the day, getting your pictures printed was a bit of a hassle. First, you took pictures on something called “film.” I’ll pause while the young’ns Google the word film. …

To make prints, someone had to sneak away in a dark corner and spend an hour or so winding the film onto reels, putting it into canisters, soaking it in chemicals, cleaning the film and finally making prints, which involved another set of chemicals. To say the least, it was a long process.

Fast forward to today. There’s no film. Rather, there’s a little card you slip from your camera into a machine that does all that work in a matter of minutes. These days, you can even send your images off into cyberspace and the prints soon magically appear in the mailbox.

So, with all that said, can someone explain to me why I am so far behind on getting my pictures printed?

I have an embarrassing number of photos I haven’t gotten around to having printed — some of them older than I’d care to admit.

I love to take pictures, as evidenced by my overloaded SD card. Every time the card gets full, I have to copy files to my computer so I can take more pictures. (Read I’m too cheap to buy another card.)

Well, that eventually turned into a full hard drive. To fix that problem, I had to burn a mountain of files onto a DVD. Yes, a DVD. A CD was too small.

My plan for the DVD was to get prints made over time so it didn’t cost me a small fortune all at once. That was about six months ago. Do you know how many pictures I have printed since then? Zero. Nadda. Zilch.

Had I actually printed the photos, my next step was to catch up my nieces’ photo albums. I have an album for each of my two nieces in which I keep pictures in chronological order so I can look back and see how they’ve changed over the years. My youngest niece is 5 and there aren’t any pictures of her walking. Yes, I am that far behind.

By now you’re probably thinking I am a giant procrastinator, but I’m really not. In fact, I’ve got a slight planning addiction. I like to think about and do everything as far in advance as possible. Most people hate that about me. Besides doing my taxes (I loathe doing my taxes), the only thing I procrastinate on is getting prints made.

So, on the flight home from the West Coast last week, I was flipping through the new photos on my camera. Then, I flipped through the many old photos on the disk.

I was thinking to myself I should really resolve to catch up on my prints. These pictures, like many others on that lonely DVD I made, remind me of great times I’ve had. But then I thought, didn’t I just have this conversation six months ago?

Let’s be real here. The Golden Gate Bridge will have many new coats of paint before my picture of it sees the light of day.

interim [friday] editor/has a printing problem