fourworlds

The Sad Ugly Truth. The sum total of the last fifteen years of my digital creativity and media hording is stored at my house in a dozen or so external and internal hard drives. Thursday night, the portable 500GB drive I use to dump excess files from my laptops took a dive off my bed and landed with a sickening crash on the hardwood floor. My files’ lives flashed before my eyes as I suddenly realized I had no backup; Not for the files on the suicidal drive; Not for the terrabytes of legacy data strewn across my vulnerable drive collection. In the event of fire, flood or magnetic pulse, I am screwed.

I realize I’m a digital pack rat. But it’s only going to get worse. I just started digitizing my collection of VHS, S-VHS, 8mm and DV video tapes and I can see that it’s going to take terrabytes to get everything captured. Unless there’s some exponential breakthrough in storage, the Cloud is my only hope. Wish me luck.