Notoriously, I have a database of my friends. Specifically, I have a small spreadsheet on which I record my core friends - about 50 of them - and various facts, including how often I see them. I also have spreadsheets that record in detail a variety of other things, including my books and reading. No-one really remembers them though. Now, they are all gone - or at least 2012 is - as I put them memory stick on which they reside in the washing machine. The data for 2012 is lost. I was, and am, very upset about this. A doesn't really understand why.
Now I've had these for about ten years, maybe a bit more. I started them for quite prosaic reasons. I built a list of books because at the time most of my books were still at my parents' house and I didn't want to buy duplicates. I started recording presents when I bought the same thing for the same person two years in a row. I built the Friends database to win an argument over how many of my friends were Tories - less than half as it happens. But I've kept them because they're useful, and interesting. They've expanded in function of course. It was the Books DB that told me I'd not read about 15% of the books in the house, and so I read them. It's the Friends DB that means I don't forget to catch up with people who aren't front of mind. A record of what I cook, and where, from means I could throw out half my cookbooks last year, and forced me to discover more in those I kept. There's more, minor (I also recorded when people first met JR on the Friends DB) and major (the Books DB also records reading levels, allowing me to note the catastrophic baby-induced collapse in volume). I'll now never have that information for 2012.
But the loss I feel is bigger than that - I feel like I have lost part of my past. Without the data, I'm forced to rely on my perception of what happened, and perception is irredeemably faulty, unsystematic and unreliable, and just plain wrong. We know this - that's why we write things down, it's why we take photographs. For me, the information in those spreadsheets was part of my narrative of my past. The information contained allowed me, quickly, to access accurately the past. I'm not making any great claim for the information they held as a record of my life, but they captured part of it, and with ten years of data, they were compelling. And now they are gone. I can replicate some of the information, but not much, and though I've only lost one year, the sequence is broken and the data will always be incomplete. So will the narrative they supported.
I mourn.
2 comments:
sorry to hear this, Will. Having spent the last four months taking fieldnotes on every little thing and passing acquaintance, whereas before I never even took pictures on holiday, I'm already feeling the difference that having a record makes.
Hoping that 2013's data and earlier stay safe!
IF the only damage to the memory stick is getting wet, then the data should still be retrievable, as there are no moving parts, nor are they magnetic nowadays. If your computer doesn't read it, then there is software which will recover most data even when the initial 'index' is corrupted.
On another note, that is what the 'cloud' is for. Keep your contacts in your gmail account (which will also sync automatically to your android phone), dates in google calendar, docs in google docs.
If you're not a google lover, then use dropbox, and the files will be synced across all your devices instantly, so you never have a one point of failure for them to get lost.
Just my tuppence worth.
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