I Went And Saw "Pirates Of The Caribbean" And My Computer Died

Though not in that order. This morning my computer refused to boot. It still does. I think it's the power supply. (I hope.)

So maybe I was just in a grouchy mood because of that, but I didn't really think the latest installment of Jack Sparrow & Co. was terribly exceptional. Sure, it's entertaining, outrageous, a little zany, often witty - but it's the sort of thing I wish I'd seen in someone's living room instead of paying $7 to see. And it doesn't even have an ending, but a terribly obvious set-up for the next episode.

Though I will admit I did like Davy Jones and his Organ. Classic tribute to Jules Verne for you, right there.

Eureka! I Finally Got It!

I figured out how to make Geotagging work with Zooomr. Well, actually, I read this lifesaving article and then it mostly worked.

For whatever reason, it still doesn't know that some tags exist, but I haven't figured out any ryme or reason to it as of yet. It works with the image numbers, it works with new tags, but some of the tags it just can't find. Go figure. But aside from that, it's just plain slick.

Yessiree. And Spring Point is no longer lacking for Geotags! In fact, I put so many in tonight it's not really funny.

Why Oh Why...

So vacation was great. Four days in Vermont camping out in our friends house isn't that bad when it's sunny enough to go to the lake and hike and all at least two of those days, and it was. Good company always helps, too. Since then, however, it's been (and will be) life in the fast lane.

I left VT before the rest of the family so I could be back for to set up and mix a concert (open rehearsal, actually) at church last night and I feel like I haven't stopped since. After my five hour drive I stopped at home long enough to offload bags and whatnot so it could be unpacked and laundry done and all when the rest of the crew got home and then booked it down to church. Setup, sound checks, the whole deal, reset everything so I don't confuse Sam on Sunday morning, close up the building, take care of Animals. Did I mention that I'm taking care of the neighbor's animals while they're out of town for a few days? Morning and evening jaunts to feed & water the chickens and dogs. I think I got home before 23:00, but I'm not really sure.

Then today I spent the morning running around doing errands and getting briefed for house/dogsitting for another friend this week. And the afternoon rebuilding the boot disk on my server/router/gateway so my Mom (among other people) could check her email. And then housecleaning. And now I'm finally sitting (at the house/dogsitting gig) and feeling thoroughly bushed. Listening to NPR, blogging, and catching up from my week without web. And I think need to go to bed right about now.

I'm Not Even Working And I Have No Life

You know you've been spending too much time on lighting design and rigging when, driving home late at night, you turn on your highbeams and immediately think, "Oh, they have hotspots".

And as if I needed more proof that somewhere around fourty hours is too much time to spend working on Fiddler On The Roof this week, I was thinking about the holes in my front wash and how to better rig my toplight before I was properly awake this morning.

Of Rain And Normality

Today was really weird. I woke up and the sun was shining. For the past seven days (give or take a couple due to innacuracies in memory), it has been either cloudy, rainy, drizzly, or any combination of the above, and I had started getting used to it.

Now picture my confusion when I woke up this morning to sun streaming in my window and no comforting sound of rain dripping off the roof. It's very disorienting, I tell you, and I must admit that I stumbled around a bit and was somewhat disgruntled before the effects wore off sometime after breakfast. Such are the hardships of life, I suppose.

Score! (The Great-Stuff-Cheap Edition)

I have found the suitcase. The suitcase that is sturdy, the suitcase that is cheap, the suitcase that is big enough to fit all my effects pedals. It's not the old, beat up hard leather suitcase I had originally envisioned, but still, one does not argue with a $5.99 Samsonite, with lock and keys, from that great bastion of treasures called Goodwill.

Now I just need to find my piece of plywood, speaker carpet, velcro and a method to latch the board into the case and prevent it from banging around inside. Another project for the summer. w00t.

Daisy, Daisy, Dilly Dilly Dee

Give me the time....it's quarter to three? Huh?

I built a clock last week. It was my final project for Intro to Ornamental Metalworking, my Art/Humanities credit for school. (Excellent class, by the way, highly reccomended; ART-192 at SMCC, make sure you get Mark Legel. He's totally awesome.)

It really came out pretty well, the Daisy Clock. Brushed aluminum petals, hammered copper center, $1.99 clock movement from Goodwill's Wesclox stock... except that something seems to be convincing the clock that a minute is 66 seconds. I need to take it back apart and un-convince it.