February 12th, 2013

Danvers Sings

Some Fun

Was in bed at about 10, read for an hour from Octavia Butler's Kindred, loaned to me by someone who never reads sci-fi but somehow she read this. I don't think the writing is outstanding, and the idea is not new, but I'll probably finish it. While I was reading, Domino planted herself on the fleece blanket at the foot of the bed. She used to own that spot while Pumpkin was alive. These days Kaan usually beats her to it.

Woke up at 7, Kaan was there, I didn't see where Domino went.

Got to work half an hour before the 9 am team meeting, but it was at 10 this week. It rotates every week, and I have it in my calendar correctly, sometimes I forget to look. Not a problem, there was work to do from over the weekend.

Team meeting was very short, we have finished testing on the next release and all that remains are bug fixes, which are waiting on the next build. Which we expected Friday, but it came in too late to get checked in. I talked a lot, since I'd found some things to pass along during this morning's work.

The build came through late in the day, and I plowed through all the bugs I had filed, and then tackled a couple of others. All of them passed.

Had a nice long chat with one of the engineers who built the CALM feature. My former US Rep, Anna Eshoo, got this bill through Congress which requires broadcasters and cable companies to make sure that ads played at the same volume as the programs they were inserted into. Our box just won an Emmy for its ad insertion feature, so we needed to put this in place. I had some questions on how to test it, and he filled me in, and as usually happens when I talk to him, we chatted for half an hour about other things. Like the upcoming sale of the company, which the DOJ just screwed by waiting until today, the last day of the 30-day review period,  to ask for more details from the two companies. So now it's another 30 days of waiting, which screws all our stock awards.

Lunch was at McDonald's for the wifi.

Home at 5:30, sat with the cats & read.

7:10 off to rehearsals, our first music rehearsal, which really should have been a month ago. Musicals work better if the cast knows the songs before they learn the blocking. He's a fine music director, one of the best. It was a good rehearsal, he kept it fun while making us work. The harmonies in this score are wacko, the bass part looks like it was written by someone on a pogo stick. But when sung right, they sound very good. Music Director loves the music, which makes it a lot better.

He let us go right at 10. Just before we got to my solo. Maybe next time.

Oh, and we finally had an accompanist, one of the best ones too. He's been pianist for at least five shows I've been in, and several auditions.

Home, heated up some edamama and dolmathes, and made some lime soda. Ate the soy beans while online, still have the grape leaves in the microwave. TBE.

Plans for tomorrow:


Out Of Mind

Today's adventure was a trip to the store to buy a storage tub and a storage box and store things in them.

There have been four moving boxes of misc. electronics and office stuff piled behind the file drawers since October. None of them had much in them. Tonight I sorted everything in there, kept out some things, threw out others. Took that out to the storage room on the patio, and while I was there put all of last summer's Ye Olde Towne Band programs into the bin where they belonged. Pulled out my Thai tub, extricated what I thought was a shoebox of letters I had sent home from Thailand, brought those inside and slid them into the storage box. On closer inspection, the box is an envelope box, and the letters are not just ones I sent home, but also ones I received in Thailand and Israel from friends and flames.

They don't seem to be in strict order. The plan is to pull all the letters I sent, put them in order, transcribe them and maybe publish them. And while I'm at it, put the ones to me in order and read them. Some are from other volunteers talking about the newsletter I edited, or the advisory group meetings. I found a letter from a former girlfriend who had broken up with me while I was still in college, to go for a doctorate in chemistry in Texas. It was a long philosophical letter talking a lot about religion. It was addressed to me in Israel. Anyhow, lots of interesting stuff. I found the first letter I had written home, and it said on the plane we saw "Young Frankenstein". I don't remember that. It also said we arrived in BKK at 2 am, I thought we landed in daylight. Hmmm.

Stayed up too late again, which happens after rehearsals. Slept till I had to get up. Kaan wanted to play fetch again, so we did, but he stopped after a few rounds. The microfiber sheets have been very comfortable, and they don't get wet from the night sweats. Or rather, they wick the wet away quickly. My hair was wet, the pillowcases were not.

Not much work to do at work, I only found one bug to check. I watched a lot of TV, adjusting the settings on my test machine until ESPN didn't stutter anymore on our network. There was a townhall meeting by the head of the division which is in charge of our department, with numbers from 2012 which were disappointing and targets for 2013 which faked out the ones from 2012. Chances are slim that we will still be a cohesive entity by the end of the year, the sale of the company is going to shuffle things a lot, I think.

Lunch was at Round Table, read more of the Octavia Butler book. I'm not thrilled with it, but I'll give it a chance. The characters are skin deep. The story line jumps around a bit. I am thinking it is YA science fiction. Except there's no science.

Home by way of shopping, and you know the rest.

Plans for tomorrow:
Brigadoon music rehearsal