Woke up a little late, installed the new display adapter, which worked fine. Then installed the PVR card and made sure the machine booted but didn't configure it till I'd gone out to get my nails done (and talk up the show/drop off a flyer with the manager) and make a Walmart run. I have gone up two sizes since last summer, and needed shorts. Also needed some grey or brown pocket T-shirts for the show (need the pocket to hold my wireless mike's transmitter pack). And various household odds and ends.
Configured the PVR card, it works well, especially the HD image, though I need a better antenna if I want to watch HD off the air. I don't really - I have a nice HD TV downstairs for that.
Tonight is the opening gala, I'll wear real pants if I can find a pair that fits. I'd rather mingle in costume, but they said no. There's no chocolate fountain this time, so I probably won't be eating much. I don't like champagne, will stick to water, probably.
- Mood:
anxious
( Geekiness hidden behind the cut )
Last night I finally removed the last traces of Roxio from my PC.
Since it was 100° at lunchtime yesterday, I went to Sizzler.
My Garmin GPS now speaks Thai. They just added that language to the uploads. The volume is 2/3 of the English, and it doesn't try to pronounce the street names. It's a typical Thai young woman's voice, and there was only one word I didn't understand - until I figured out they had programmed the word for "more" to stretch out too long. Thai has long and short vowels, and the word for "more" or "additional" is "eek". She pronounces it "eeeeeeek".
The two ATI cards were on the patio rack when I came home last night. a 1GB PCIEx16 display adapter and a PCIE(small) Vista-certified HD/SD capture card, both by Visiontek. AMD has gone the way of nVidia, selling the chipsets to OEMs, who make functional boards featuring the chipset. They are getting out of the board mfg business, it seems. Will install these tomorrow.
One of our engineers from Russia is back in St. Petersburg for the week. She says it is snowing, and hopes it is warmer here. Right.
- Mood:
complacent
I did the scar last night, and a couple of the cast members told me it worked for them. I wasn't sure if it would "read" on stage, it didn't look too impressive in the makeup mirror. During the course of the show the rigid colloidal pulled the skin tighter, and when I looked in the mirror to take it off it was pretty nasty looking - which is what I was going for. I thought it would come off with spirit gum remover, but it needed nail polish remover for whatever I couldn't just peel off.
Rehearsal last night was a notch better in several ways, but my song was not so good. All I need is a drum cadence, and I'm not getting it. It's coming in late, and the drummer is losing the rhythm about 8 bars into the number. Okay, so I have been hearing this cadence since I was five, and the drummer is just learning it. But it's not that hard. I can play that beat and stay on it, and I'm just a hack as a drummer. The orchestra is out of sight in the wings on the other side of the stage, so we don't have a conductor we can look to for the beat. I wish it was not too late for us to ditch the stage extension and put the orchestra where it belongs, at the foot of the stage. All of us are suffering from not being able to see the conductor, and the fact that the accompaniment usually doesn't give us the tune or the beat.
I've done two other shows with the orchestra out of sight, and it worked because the orchestrations were straightforward, Bells Are Ringing at Foothill College. Simple 4/4 and 3/4 time signatures and the melody line was always somewhere in the instrumental score and it was a tiny stage with the musicians only a foot or two away. Anything Goes with Northwest Savoyards in Everett, WA - it was a small swing band, and they were up above the main stage, between two long staircases at the back of the set. Again, easy rhythms, melody everywhere. There's a clip from that show here which shows the orchestra in its crow's nest, about a minute into the song.
All in all, though, I am having fun. There are no prima donnas, the cliques are not obnoxious or closed, they just stem from having worked together a lot in the past, and/or being related to each other. The ASM and props person are both going above and beyond backstage, the opposite of the "it's not my job" attitude. The last-minute fill-in conductor is working her tush off to try to make things right, and although we have lots of talented musicians in the orchestra it's a moving target - every night there's a different mix of personnel, due to the usual conflicts. That's a major challenge for a conductor. And it's difficult music printed poorly.
I asked the question about power blackouts, reminded when the traffic signal at the nearest corner - Saratoga & Fruitvale - was out (it was still out leaving rehearsals). The protocol is to freeze, wait for the emergency lights to come on, and follow whatever instructions come from the SM. Works for me. I've done a couple of shows by flashlight, and one in total darkness (Under Milkwood was more of a staged reading than a full theater production anyway). Sancho tells me they have never lost power at this theater, but they've also never had this kind of heat this early in the year.
I am so looking forward to tonight. It's preview, we will have an audience for the first time. Last night the six or seven people in the seats tried real hard to applaud and laugh but it needs about 40 in that theater before the actors can start to feel it.
"What this country needs is a good 5-cent cigar" was a popular political line when my father was a lad, or so he told us. According to bartleby.com it was originated by Vice President Thomas Marshall in a remark reportedly made to Henry M. Rose, the assistant secretary of the Senate, while Marshall was presiding as president of the Senate. The episode is detailed in the New York Tribune, January 4, 1920, part 7, p. 1. There are numerous other sources, including Marshall’s autobiography, Recollections of Thomas R. Marshall, caption facing p. 244 (1925), and Charles M. Thomas, Thomas Riley Marshall, p. 175 (1939).
- Mood:
optimistic
No spoilers here. The action is set on a space cruise ship named Titanic, and the cruise is to Earth in modern day, but the ship is decked out as a replica of the original Titanic, with all the guests and staff in period dress. The set is entirely too small to carry off the illusion, but they make a valiant effort.
David Tennant is The Doctor, he is companionless, but Kylie Minogue plays the part of a cocktail waitress who acts in that capacity for the duration. She's a good actress, I was impressed. The chemistry between her and Tennant is remarkable. Also remarkable is veteran actor Geoffrey Palmer as the captain of the ship. You may not know the name, but you'll recognize his face as soon as you see him.
From the name of the ship, you can guess this will be a disaster story, and it is, but it's not of the innocent "oops, we hit a patch of ice" variety. Written by Russel Davies, it features cardboard characters, a plot which seems to have been written on napkins at several different liquid power lunches, and gratuitous mocking of fat people (a short step away from his usual fart jokes).
Not one of the better episodes, but still worth buying the DVD.
- Mood:
good
With temps like this, I think 'll ask the SM to give the cast his official "what we do if the power goes out during a show" speech.
- Mood:
hot
May 15, 2008 |
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- Mood:
frustrated
The government should not be in the marriage business. Marriage is a religious institution which has no place in the law. If everyone is supposed to be treated equally under the law, there should be no special privileges or taxes for married people. I feel the same way about domestic partnerships.
Today's ruling should be a moot point. Anyone who wants to get married ought to be able to do so according to the rituals of whatever religion they belong to. Atheists can make up their own ceremony - the usually do anyway. Marriage is between two (or three or four or...) people, and the State ought to have nothing to do with who can and can't.
There are many places where marriage bleeds over into law, but it shouldn't, and there are work-arounds:
Inheritance: Write an effing will. Name your partner as beneficiary if you want. Existing laws cover this already.
Visitation rights: If there isn't a law in place which allows you do pre-designate people who are allowed to visit you when you are ill, let's get one passed.
Health care: If there isn't a law allowing you to add anyone you want to your health care package (with the appropriate fees charged for the extra body) let's get one passed.
Thanks to the high failure rate of marriages, there are already laws in place to protect the children.
There are already laws in place allowing co-ownership of property by people who are not related.
Anything else?
- Mood:
aggravated
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Making a little detour on the way to work. Someone I set up a web site for is in town at her storage facility (which is only a few blocks from my apartment) and needs help recycling her three old PCs. I'll frag the hard drives and then bring them down to the recycling center, Saturday if I'm lucky. And she needs a hug, too.
Work has gone into high gear with our final phase testing, so I won't be able to duck out early any more. Rehearsal/show call time is a ridiculous 6:30 - 90 minutes before curtain. I've told the stage manager to expect me at 7. It only takes 10 minutes to get into costume and makeup for this show, there's no piano so no formal vocal warm-ups (I don't sing for the first hour so it would be a waste for me anyway). The set needs to be put back up but the part I'm needed for usually happens around 7.
- Mood:puzzled
Just watched most of La Môme, aka La Vie En Rose, the most boring film I have seen this year. I've never understood the appeal of Piaf's warbling alto, and was hoping that a movie which snagged a best actress Oscar for the role would help me see the light. Instead it made me wonder how she ever landed on an American stage more than once. To be fair, most of the blame goes to the most inept storyboarding I have ever seen in a professionally produced movie. I was probably 20 minutes from the end before I hit the eject button, but it was hard to tell with all the jumping around the story line did. Marion Cotillard appeared to be acting her little heart out, but for me the material was not Oscar quality. Pauline Burlet, who played the 10-year-old Edith was, I think, just as good.
Some day they will do a life of Judy Garland, hopefully without Liza in the leading role. The reason it hasn't happened yet is probably because it would require amazing acting. Piaf doesn't really ever change - she starts out as a street urchin, becomes a street urchin with a strong singing voice, then a drunk, elderly street urchin with a strong singing voice. Judy's life, on the other hand, was a roller coaster ride.
Did the laundry, updated my laptop to XP SP3. I was going to install Vista, but discovered the hard way that Moto's VPN doesn't work with Vista, so the laptop will be my work from home machine until Moto sees fit to give me a company laptop. I was supposed to have one by now - a month ago, actually. No problem, between the VPN and RDP, I can do everything on the laptop that I can do at work except see the video. Okay, seeing the video is 3/4 of my work, but I wouldn't have the bandwidth even with a company computer on my home network. Can't play 18 Mbps HD video on a 6Mbps link. SD might come through okay.
CC26 photos are starting to pop up on the official sites, but so far I haven't seen one of me. I don't remember anyone taking a picture of me, come to think of it. I usually feel it when a camera is pointed at me. There have been several surreptitious shots captured at rehearsals, for instance. I did my best to look the other way at the last minute. Our official head shots are now on the wall in the lobby, and mine looks pretty good. They all look pretty good. Ed does good work.
Pandora sounds really good on my 5.1 speakers. But it's way too warm up here so I'll pull myself away Real Soon Now. Haven't had dinner yet.
- Mood:
hot
- Mood:
bouncy
Back in the 70's, I used to folkdance at Reed College, and there were twins in that group, Katy and Hillary, who didn't even look like sisters, let alone identical twins. Both lovely people and talented dancers, but while I had a total crush on Hillary, Katy never attracted me that way. After I'd known them a while, they told me Katy had been in a near-fatal car accident, and the reconstructive surgery and trauma, and being out of circulation for a chunk of her school years had differentiated what had been clone-like twins.
- Mood:politically incorrect
- Mood:
exanimate
Last night I was very tired after rehearsals and just did the minimum on the computer before trying to go to sleep at 11:30. Leaky toilet kept me up. Must remember to phone the manager and have them replace the flush mechanism which is failing.
Dress rehearsal with makeup and mikes. The monitor for the orchestra was loud enough for us to hear onstage, so things worked a lot better for me this time. For my solo the nice conductor added my first note to the underscore, so i was actually able to hit it. As predicted, there is no way the actors can hear the orchestra through the audience's speaker system, but that's a moot point now.
The mikes were a big WTF. The sound guy just handed them out. No instructions, no clips or tape or straps. No nothing. I've only used mikes twice before, and both times they were attached by experienced sound crew. Since we can't hear the audience sound system from the stage, I have no idea if my mike was even on. I don't need it - the one time I have to sing over the orchestra, it's just a snare drum, a piccolo and a bassoon. If the day ever comes when I can't drown out that small of an accompaniment, it'll be time to put me in a box, shove the box into a rocket and shoot the whole thing into the sun.
Nice surprise at work yesterday - Moto gave us all a little stock grant. Not an option, this, but free stock. All we have to do to have it dumped into our brokerage accounts is stay employed here till this time in 2012. Getting free stock is nice, being given the hint that they want us to stick around for 4 more years is even nicer.
**I met
In other news, last night I hauled out my stage makeup kit (a simple bright yellow plastic tackle box) and bagged 3/4 of the items in there which I will not be needing for the show. Lots of clown white, which I needed when my hair was courtesy of Just For Men or Nice 'n Easy. Several small bottles of spirit gum and a handful of latex fake wounds which they were used to affix. A bottle of scar liquid. I'm thinking maybe
Must wrap this up and go to weekly staff meeting. Lots of work to do today.
- Mood:grumble grumble
This was also the first time we had the orchestra in their assigned location in the stage right wings. We weren't miked and neither were they, so musically it was a disaster. I am not pleased. It was two good groups of musicians communicating by Ouija board. Blindfolded. Wearing ear muffs. We have been promised tomorrow night we will both be miked, which will be good for the orchestra because they will be able to hear us, but this is a theater with an intelligently designed speaker system, which means the speakers do not feed back to the stage. Which means it will be a miracle if we can hear the orchestra. The cue for my song is a snare drum, which is all the way in the stage right corner of the wings, and I am most of the way stage left onstage. All I could hear was white noise, I could not hear the beat. I think I landed on the right note, though. I know I was not at the right tempo for the first two verses, when the orchestra comes in.
While I was waiting for my cue backstage, I watched the brass section, looking over their shoulders to read the music, and was very impressed by the trombones and French Horns. The trumpets actually sounded good this time when they were warmed up, but I couldn't squeeze behind them to see their music. After the rehearsal I caught up with one of the horn players in the parking lot to tell her she was awesome. Not only was she playing her part, she was showing the other horn player where they were in a very messy looking piece of sheet music.
The acting has really come together well. The set looks great, though it's not quite done yet. Costumes & props are in better shape than at closing night in some shows I've been in. Problems are being brought up, acknowledged and addressed, in all areas.
Tomorrow we add makeup and mikes. Should be way too much fun.
- Mood:trepidacious
To answer
When Vista SP1 was released, I bought the upgrade version (I didn't want to mess with a clean install and days of re-installing all my programs). Both the modem and the wireless card are working fine now, using the same drivers which caused the BSOD! The drivers just needed to be removed and re-installed, because Vista's upgrade app is broken.
Pisses me off, because as you said, it's a very short list of cards they support, they could easily have done some QA testing on the upgrade process.
- Mood:
cranky
And it took longer than it should because Vista's BSOD is useless as a troubleshooting tool. The error message, BAD_POOL_CALLER at 0x000000C2 is simply a "one of your 12,384 drivers is freaking out Vista".
Turned out to be two drivers. I have a PCI wireless adapter from D-link which caused the initial crash, but once we disabled that and got from 64% installed to 89% installed, it took disabling the modem driver to get past the BSOD. Simply removing those and re-installing allowed both devices to come up properly. WTF?
Now I have to call Adobe, because the upgrade broke their asinine Pagemaker and InDesign licenses. And Seamagic hangs during the login process, so I'm writing this straight into LJ. If anyone can suggest another Vista-friendly LJ editor, I'd be much obliged.
Dress rehearsal at 6:30. Maybe I'll have time for something else before then. Maybe.
- Mood:
bitchy

