Getting old sucks. The only thing worse is the alternative.
I travel for work more frequently these days, and I spend more of my precious limited memory on things like “what color is my rental car this week” and “where the heck did I park it?
This week I found a new weapon in my war on aging. The digital camera.
Now when I park the car, I take a quick photo of the street sign. If I need to, I can refer back to it or show it to a helpful native who might point me in the right direction.
In Portland (and in other cities, I imagine) you pay for parking using centralized PayPark stations. They print out a time-stamped receipt you stick on your window. With a quick click, I no longer have to worry “does the meter expire at 2:30 or 2:45.”
I went for a hike without a map (ok, not a good idea in general). The trailhead had a map carved into steel. The photo of the entire map was too small to be useful on the camera’s build in screen, but with the zoom and steering functions on image replay, I managed my way around quite well. Better than a Polaroid.
Now if I could just remember where I left my keys….




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