I couldn’t find the music I wanted. I knew that I had tons of albums ripped, and I wanted to play them on my nifty RasPi music player. That’s good.
I couldn’t find them. My music? Nada. I didn’t panic. I didn’t think about it, intentionally. I remembered that I had cleared up some space recently. I have three disks in my PC, from various iterations of go-faster, and I don’t need three copies of Windows (do you know how many files are in your C:/Windows directory? twenty-one thousand on mine. Yikes!). So I deleted some, recently. And now I can’t find my music. That would qualify as bad.
So tonight I used the Everything tool which showed me that I have around eleven thousand MP3s stashed under F:/Users/saubrey/Linux external/music. Good.
But on the root of F: I have a file named “This is steel and rust.txt” (vs. “This is silicon.txt” on other drives). Not so good. Thinking I’ll copy some files tonight. That’s good.
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