Which Path to Take

Path FinderTwenty days into a free 21-day trial license for the latest version of Cocoatech’s PathFinder, I’m still teetering on the fence, trying to decide between uninstalling this replacement utility for the Mac OS X Finder or paying the US$34 license fee to continue using it.

On the one hand, PathFinder is still full of bugs and unexpected performance hiccups, something which should disqualify it immediately as a replacement as a file management tool. This was my initial reaction when I first took a look at the program last year, when it ran on Jaguar. The critical bugs I saw then have been fixed, but newer or different ones have taken over in prominence.

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Which Path to Take

Path FinderTwenty days into a free 21-day trial license for the latest version of Cocoatech’s PathFinder, I’m still teetering on the fence, trying to decide between uninstalling this replacement utility for the Mac OS X Finder or paying the US&#34 license fee to continue using it.

On the one hand, PathFinder is still full of bugs and unexpected performance hiccups, something which should disqualify it immediately as a replacement as a file management tool. This was my initial reaction when I first took a look at the program last year, when it ran on Jaguar. The critical bugs I saw then have been fixed, but newer or different ones have taken over in prominence.

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Rumble in the Bronx

Subway SeriesAt yesterday’s opening game in the annual Yankees/Mets “subway series,” I realized that, in the twenty or so major league ballgames I’ve attended in my lifetime, I’ve probably only made it to the ballpark early enough for the first pitch perhaps once or twice. Yesterday was one of those days — we got there almost forty-five minutes early — and I found myself sitting through the pre-game ceremonies and wondering, “Is the beginning of every baseball game always so militaristic?”

There was an embarrassing pageant of military gung-ho on display, from an absurd, protracted series of daring-do landings by the U.S. Army’s parachute team to the presentation of colors by West Point cadets to — most egregiously — a noisy, ostentatious fly-over during the national anthem by a trio of F-11 fighter planes. There were more mini-ceremonies too, the details of which I didn’t catch, but all of which were received with vigorous enthusiasm by the crowd of 55,303 baseball fans.

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