Don’t get me wrong. If you take the time and trouble to e-x-p-l-a-i-n and to r-e-e-x-p-l-a-i-n (in an easy-to-follow simple language manner), then I will probably get the gist of the particular thing or concept.
Last October, I acquired a new computer, after the previous one has committed hard-drive suicide. There is always a whole string of stuff the owner of a new computer is requested to do. Stuff that we generally do without even taking the trouble to read all the terms and conditions and the other fine-print.
One of the “stuff”, I suspect, was probably an invitation to have my photos automatically uploaded to a Google storage drive. Quite neat, if you’re short on hard-drive storage.
However of recent times, I’ve been getting email messages from Mr Google+.They have been making me feel a bit guilty about not having got around to posting a few stories about our trip down south, because they suggest a story attached to one of the photos automatically uploaded to the skydrive…
Perhaps I can get hold of that software which writes the report/ novel/ blog for you, given a string of inputs…
Here are a few examples of the Google+ messages: the “moments” are the number of photos in that group; the ”view story” button takes you to a new page, with a selection of the photos and prompts for commentary, and captions to each snap.
Maybe I must stop this procrastination and get on with it…
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