A lot of things have changed because the director was too stoked on choreographing and not on staging in a way to maximize the singing. Now that we have the songs down, and the music director is participating, some things have been fixed. The sword dance has, but the country dance which follows it is insane.
Work has been way too busy as well. They gave me two customer-requested projects to test, one of which is a total cock-up. Salesclown sees a customer doing neat things to monitor the devices, and has one of the engineers cook up a Java app which does similar things. It crashed the machines, so he made it non-intrusive, but that also destroyed most of the advantages of having it in the first place. The other is areal feature with actual specs and I've been testing it for ages, but someone in Hardware decided it ought to be tested for a week on a fully-loaded system. This is like a Ford engineer wanting to know how well the temperature display in the dashboard works when the truck is towing a load. It works fine, of course, but it ties up the only two machines I have which can be used for a much more important test on another feature I'm in charge of.
It got so boring that yesterday when I forgot my insulin, I decided to just work from home the rest of the day. It's less boring at home, and I was able to proofread another doc for the next release. Our tech writer was probably raised in California, which means she has a somewhat unsteady command of how to make plurals of subjects and objects agree. I think that's what they call it. For instance, "Edit the following lines that controls the system setting". Should be "line that controls" or "lines that control". That sort of thing. These are huge docs, 188 pages for the last one, so it is no surprise they need another pair of eyes. The thing is, though, I'm supposed to be editing for technical accuracy, not proofreading.
And here I am, up too late again.
I've taken the laptop to Starbucks for lunch a couple of times, but keep being sucked in by Facebook and Twitter. Mostly Facebook.
The company ping pong tournament has started, about 80% of the engineers are in it. I am so out of practice - haven't played since Microsoft (1999) and these guys are way better than me anyway. It's insane when they play doubles. Arcane rules - instead of the person closest to the ball hitting it, they have to trade off - each team member can only hit the ball every other time in a volley. That's a stupid as 3-card-draw solitaire.
Am still amused at the difference in audio setup between Conflikt and Consonance. Conflikt has bleeding edge tablet-driven sound boards but with a minimum of efficiency, each setup taking 15-30 minutes. Consonance had an old manual attenuator bank (one of the best) and everything labeled. None of the setups took more than 10 minutes. Conflikt had far more feedback issues and guitars being unplugged when the line was still hot (when the audio folks said it was okay to unplug). Consonance wasn't perfect, but there was no feedback except during the auction when auctioneers parked in front of the speakers (and that was momentary). I think I'm done with Conflikt. Not just for the screaming babies, poor audio, and much of the major talent sitting in the back of the concert room chatting. My folks were alive and in South Seattle, almost Renton, when the con started out in Renton. Even Seatac was close to them. But they left the planet in 2010, and my only other family is 2 hours away, and mid-winter is not a good time to visit.
Plans for tomorrow:
Maybe start organizing my letters home from Peace Corps.