Slept fitfully, woke up almost every hour. Sometimes Spook was on the bed, the opposite corner from my head.
Took a while to get moving, got to work just before 10, and spent all day on a single test case which exercises the machine's ability to automatically handle a signal loss in ways which make it seamless for the viewer.
It's a simple concept: the machine takes the same signal from two sources, uses one as the primary and the other as a backup, which it switches to if the primary is lost (or maybe just the audio). And there's a second backup, usually a "slate" - that's a stationary graphic which has been massaged into being a video stream. In plain speak "Technical difficulties" sign.
There are lots of combinations to test, so it take a long time, For instance, the KQED feed I was using has English, Spanish and Visually impaired audio streams in addition to its HD video signal. Our box can be set to switch only when all signals are lost, or video only, or video/main audio. And there's a button to automatically switch back when the primary signal returns. And buttons to force a switch to any of the three sources.
Lunchtime was Sizzlers, where I broke with tradition and ordered the rib eye. What was delivered was a boneless slice of beef which had been pummeled half to death with a tenderixing mallet, There wasn't a lot of gristle, but there was too much for a $23 steak. Tasted good. Won't be doing any more steaks there. Salad bar or shrimp.
Boss' boss' meeting he shared some things we are not allowed to talk about, Classic NDA stuff, some of which maybe should have stopped at his desk. One of the things I like about him is he is open about things which most bosses hide.
Home, was totally bushed, but instead of running for president I took a nap on the sofa. Spook was perplexed that I was camped out on one of her favorite nap spots, and she showed it by being very vocal, and jumping onto the back of the sofa and then onto my butt. She finally gave up after 15 minutes and I got an hour's sleep.
Watched PTI, and the latest Galavant. Menken really outdid himself with the songs this time, around a theme of lonliness. And love. And how one conquers the other. And vice versa. And I am in love with the actress they introduced to play the king's childhood playmate who would clearly like to jump his bones if ever he were to pry himself out of his ego. Clare Foster.
And I was brought to tears with the closing number, What Am I Feeling sung by Queen Madalena, in which she discovers she doeas have feelings, after all. Okay, one feeling. The feeling one gets when one becomes fully aware that nobody likes you.
Got up to date on FB and LJ, wonderful to see zyzyly posting again. Updated Quicken. Tech CU has not been doing a reliable job with direct connect.
As noted above, scanned in 30 sheets of my song lyrics, mostly from the 1970s, a couple on the back of UW Comunications Dept. stationary, and Daily Astorian letterhead. The Epson scanner software was not displaying the preview dialog, so I just told it to scan each page.
Looking at the collection, preview was apparntly set to not scan the whole page, so I'll be doing them all again.
Plans for tomorrow: