Another Week Completed

I must admit that this week has gone by rather quickly.  I finished a couple of small projects at work (including the all-important A&D – listing my accomplishments for the year), but spent most of my time there playing around with other tools/ideas that I want to make use of going forward.  CSS and JQuery are going to be high on my list in 2012, and I’ve started messing around with a website framework that makes good use of both of those things.

Since the current webmaster of nabba.org (the brass band association’s official website) apparently has nothing to say about the new site that I built last month – I’m supposed to be taking over for him, but he’s not making it easy – I went ahead and uploaded the framework that I’m going to start playing with next to the “fake” nabba site.  You can view it at nabba.us.  As it stands now, it has nothing whatsoever to do with NABBA – it’s just a basic design that I pulled from a tutorial – but I’ll be playing around with it over the weekend.  I think I’m also going to try to use it as a framework for my online library for the brass band (which already uses a lot of jQuery), and I may just go ahead and try to rewrite the whole brass band website into it.  I haven’t really decided yet.  Still very much in the experimental stages.

Not in the experimental stages, but very much in the writer’s block stage, is the Frowsy Noise blog.  I can’t think of a thing to write about.  I’ll try tomorrow.  Hoping to do some picture taking tomorrow, too.

Played carols at the mall with 6 other guys this evening.  We sounded pretty good and raised a bit of money for the Salvation Army.  I’m supposedly doing it again next Friday, but I don’t know if anybody else is planning to help out.

I started playing around with a new camera app on my phone today called “Instagram.”  It’s pretty cool and has some decent effects:

Picture of Boo taken with my iPhone and edited with Instagram

TWD

Monday

I knew I was going to be tired today.   Got about 4 hours of sleep on Saturday because I stayed up half the night watching season three of Breaking Bad on Netflix.  I was not aware that the 4th season isn’t available (will desperately look for it online tonight, because I’m completely hooked at this point).

Since at least college (and probably long before then), I’ve been able to function normally on the day after I don’t get enough sleep; but – regardless of how much sleep I get on that next day – I will be wiped out TWO days after not getting enough sleep.

You’d think I’d learn, huh?

Fleck (left) and Buddy chow down
In spite of walking around like a zombie at 6:30 this morning (Boo’s been letting me sleep in these days.  I might actually have to set an alarm if she keeps this up), the morning started out on a happy note because I learned that Fleck has moved into the new accommodations that I set up for my squatter kitties yesterday afternoon.
Who’s Fleck?  He’s one of about six feral cats that live in my back yard.  Several of them seem to spend most of their time either under my deck or in the “extreme” back yard (the part separated from the rest of my land by a French drain and several large privet trees), but most of them make the occasional journey up to the deck itself, and they can be seen sunning themselves on my outdoor table during nice weather.
A few of them have gotten quite used to me, which isn’t a total surprise because they’ve been getting food from me literally since before their eyes were open.  Their mom was, at any rate.  Fleck, oddly enough, was not one of those kittens who was born under the deck last summer.  I first noticed him – fully grown – hanging out in my front yard about two years ago.  Since then, I’ve spotted him now and then either hiding under the deck or slinking away through the backyard privet; but over the last few weeks he has become much more sociable and can be counted on to make his way to the deck whenever I open the back door (a noise that several of the cats have come to associate with food – for good reason).  He has come to enjoy having his head scratched and vocalizes quite a bit whenever he sees me.
My favorite little squatter cat is named Buddy, one of the kittens in the second litter born this summer.  He’s never been overly afraid of me, and about a month ago he just decided to be my outdoor pet.  Whether I give him food or not, he’ll come running to me when I go outside, and he’ll usually flop over and look at me with big eyes until I scratch his tummy.  
So yesterday, I moved the top of a litter box that had been sitting in the backyard for two or three years up to the deck and put some rags under it in the hope that Buddy would make his way to it and give up his under-the-deck sleeping quarters now that the weather has turned decidedly chilly.  Should you be wondering, the litter box top was in the backyard for the same reason – it’s basically a plastic dome that I put out there so that the cats would have a dry place to go.
Buddy didn’t seem too impressed with the setup yesterday afternoon; but when I opened the door this morning to put some food out for the feral feline buffet, Fleck nonchalantly squeezed out from under the box top, yawned, stretched, looked at me, squeaked happily, and started chowing down.
When I went out tonight to check on everybody, it appeared that Buddy may be sharing my little cat condo with his much bigger pal.  It made me smile.  They’re both very sweet cats, and I like having them out there to keep the rodents away.
On the musical front, I got a nice surprise last night.  A small group from the GBB did some red bucket caroling for the Salvation Army on Friday, which was fun; and the same group plus two more got together at the HQ of the SA last night to provide music for a Christmas dinner that they were having for their recovery groups (alcohol, drugs, etc).  We did this primarily because the SA lets the band use their temple as a rehearsal space and also lets us house music and equipment in an upstairs mechanical room – for free.  That being the case, we try to help them out with music whenever we can.  
We were told on Friday that we might possibly receive gift cards as a thanks for playing at the dinner – which is awfully nice of the SA – so it was completely unexpected and made for a really great night when, after being given a dinner and getting to listen to a (pretty good) comedian perform, we were also each given $100 in cash.
Hope all those suckers in the GBB who were too busy to help out hear about that!
Oh – and I got to play TUBA at both the Friday gig and the Sunday one.  As far as I know, I’ll be doing it again this Friday (another red bucket deal at an Atlanta mall).  After being on the tenor horn for the last 6 months, it was both a challenge and an incredible amount of fun to play the big horn.  Inspired me to maybe practice it a bit between Christmas and New Year’s, when I’ll have the house to myself and won’t have to go to work.  I’d really like to get my chops back into shape if possible.
TWD

Stupid computer

Got to work this morning and half of the programs on my laptop had decided to stop working.  Took me nearly three hours to get things straightened out.  

Grrrr.

I did, however, manage to move the Frowsy Noise blog so that it no appears under my regular TWD profile.  Logging out of one gmail account and into another every time I wanted to update one blog or another was getting really old really fast.  After 5 days in existence, however, frowsynoise@gmail.com no longer exists.

Think it’s about time for me to go eat lunch.  Decisions, decisions….

TWD

Not much

Nothing to talk about today.

I didn’t get up early (well….I did get up early in order to feed the cats), and I spent most of the day lying in bed watching football.  Atlanta lost to Houston. 

Not a good day.

A Saturday Off?

I’ve spent a lovely day doing nothing.  Today was the first Saturday since September 3rd that I wasn’t on the road – you may recall that on the one off-weekend of the football season, I had a board meeting in Cincinnati, and last weekend (the first post-season Saturday), I drove to Greenville to help a friend move.  So I spent most of today lying on my bed watching movies.

Did take a short break from that to go to the grocery store and get some milk and bread, but once I got home and made my sandwich, I took my clothes off and scooted right back to the bed.

I must admit that the day didn’t start all that pleasantly.  I got a phone call at about 4:30 this morning.  It was a wrong number, but that wasn’t the annoying part.  See, when my phone makes unexpected noises, my female cat (Boo) loses her freaking mind and goes into full-scale attack mode against my male cat (Bo).  Neither Bo nor I really know how to deal with this, as Boo is simply batshit-crazy during these little feline seizures, so Bo did what his tiny little brain decided was the best thing to do:  he ran under the bed.  Bad move on his part, as Boo can fit under the bed, too.  So, although the phone didn’t wake me up, the screams of a full-blown cat fight going on 18 inches under my head most certainly did.

It is not an enchanting way to wake up.

Should you be wondering why Boo doesn’t do this EVERY time I get a phone call, it’s because the contacts in my phone have been assigned ring tones to which she’s become accustomed.  Since the call this morning was not from one of my contacts, it was a new and magical sound to her – which required her to go insane.

I was able to restore peace by giving the two of them their breakfast 90 minutes early.  Then I went back to bed, but couldn’t sleep until after I’d watched an episode of The Joy of Painting.  The host, Bob Ross, has the most soothing voice imaginable.

I may try to get up early tomorrow and go take some pictures somewhere.  Haven’t really done that since Betsy moved, and I miss it.  

TWD

Endings and Beginnings

Damn.

There was a possibility that I’d be playing brass carols at the mall tonight as part of an incentive to get shoppers to dump more money into the Salvation Army’s red bucket there.  In anticipation of this, I took the tuba out of the case this morning, discovered that two valves (out of four) were pretty much completely frozen, and spent an extra 15 minutes before I left the house getting them cleaned and oiled and movable and yada yada yada.

Then I got an email at about noon informing me that our group wasn’t needed.

Just damn.  I was looking forward to learning if I still knew how to play tuba.  Maybe next week.

I think I wrote an entry in this’yere blog a year or two ago that described my general blase attitude each December.  In fact, I know I did.  Maybe I’ll put a link to it in this entry if I remember to later.  As a recap, I get incredibly unmotivated to do anything during the last 5 or 6 weeks of the year.  This year is no different.  I’ve had one project on my plate for the last week.  ONE project.  Normally, there are no less than 4 lined up and waiting.  Now it’s down to one, and my group has decided that we’re going to use the month of December mainly for cleaning up/organizing our web server and rewriting/improving older stuff that can be improved.

One project and then it’s just goofing-off for the rest of the year.

And I just cannot motivate myself to do that one project.  Oh, I take a look at it every now and then and I send emails to the person who requested it  (just to ask a few questions and let her know that I’m still thinking about it and it’s the most important thing in the world, etc.), but I’m basically just ignoring it.  I’ve got the attention span of a bowl of peanut butter these days, and even though I get to work with every intention of taking care of that one project, I end up surfing the web and editing photos and talking to other people in the office and fixing old code and before I know what’s happening, it’s 5:00 and I’m gone.

Maybe tomorrow I’ll take care of that stupid one project.

Today, however, I started a new blog.  I mentioned yesterday that I was considering putting it on the tumblr.com platform.  After I took a closer look at that solution, I decided to stick with blogger.  I could’ve gone the WordPress route, I guess, or just built my own, but blogger is an old friend at this point.

At any rate, I’ll be locking down this blog within the next week or two.  If you want to continue to read it (I’ll still be updating it), drop me an email and let me know.

The new blog, which I will attempt to update regularly, is called “Frowsy Noise” and you can click on that title right there if you want to see it.  It is not associated with any of my existing email addresses at the moment.  If I’m able to lock “Stuff Nobody Reads” down then maybe I’ll move FN under my regular email at some point.  Until then, however, it’s out there all alone and it needs your support.

Go ahead.  Follow it.  Comment on it.  It’ll be fun.

TWD

Winding Down 2011

So.  December 1st already.  How ’bout that?

I’ve decided to attempt to go out of 2011 in the same manner that I began it.  To wit, by posting every day for the month of December.

This publishing marathon very nearly began disastrously, as I’ve been trying for several days to get an operating system installed on my laptop, and – until about 15 minutes ago – had been completely unable to do so.  I’d go through all of the installation steps, reboot the machine to finish up, and get cryptic error messages or missing displays or (in the case of the current system that I’m using) security errors whenever I tried to launch a browser.

At least for the moment, however, I’m able to see this page long enough actually to get a post written and, one hopes, published.

I’ve also decided that, sometime this month, I’ll launch a new blog to replace this one, which was never really intended to be very public.  Google’s continual combination of various things, however (blogger.com, gmail, google+, facebook, etc) has gotten me nervous that I’ll forget to hit a check box somewhere and “Stuff Nobody Reads” will suddenly become common knowledge to about 1200 people instead of the 8 or 9 who currently know about it.

So, as I said, I’ll be starting a new blog – probably on the tumblr.com platform – and will more or less lock this one down and continue to use it as a more personal journal for myself.

I’ve yet to come up with a name for the new blog, but you can rest easy knowing that the title of it will be clever and witty and the content will be topical, hard-hitting, and generally grammatically correct.

If you have suggestions for the new title, please feel free to let me know what those suggestions are.

For right now, though, I’m just going to run a few more software updates on the laptop (I’ve settled on Fedora 12 for the OS if you’re wondering), try to get it to reboot successfully, and then go to sleep.  The year may have gone by very quickly, but this week is dragging by slower than a very slow thing.

TWD

Code code code code code….

Yes.  I know it’s been 6 weeks since I wrote anything here.

That does not mean that I haven’t been writing anything.  I’ve been writing LOTS of stuff since my last entry, but most of it is in a form sort of like:

if ($TEAM_PLAYED == 999){ 

if($GAMERESULT){ 

$TOT_WIN1 = $TOT_WIN1+1;

}else{ //LOSS

$TOT_LOSS1=$TOT_LOSS1+1;

}

}else{ 

if($GAMERESULT){ 

$CONF_WIN1 = $CONF_WIN1+1;

$TOT_WIN1 = $TOT_WIN1+1;

}else{ 

$CONF_LOSS1=$CONF_LOSS1+1;

$TOT_LOSS1=$TOT_LOSS1+1;

}

}

Fascinating stuff, huh?   That little bit updates the standings on my football page based on scores that I input in a form.  I’ve also been writing a bunch of stuff dealing with a contest that I’m running on that website, completely rewriting the nabba site, trying to write a library system for the brass band (and if you want some amazingly convoluted and boring code to look at, ask me to send THAT to you)…and I’ve done a bit of coding for my actual jobby job, too.

In my spare time, I’ve spent most Friday nights and Saturday afternoons shooting high school and college football games, respectively; and I’ve done a lot of sleeping on Sundays.

It has gotten wonderfully cool in Atlanta, with temps in the 30s in the mornings and afternoon highs in the low 70s.  I love sleeping during this time of year, but I hate getting up – it’s always pitch-dark in the mornings, and humans shouldn’t have to get out of bed before the sun comes up.  It’s not natural.

My football team has fought back after dropping a couple of games and putting themselves on the brink of playoff elimination; but after knocking off the (then) #4 team in the country two weeks ago and then winning a defensive showdown with another very good team last week, they’ve got a chance to sneak into the playoffs – and even win the conference – if they can win the next two games.   Things don’t get any easier for them, however: the #3 team in the country will be visiting the stadium this Saturday.

I don’t have a good feeling about that game; but if the guys do win it, I think they’re in really good shape the following week.

My renter lost his job today.  It was not unexpected, and he seems pretty happy about it – he’s never liked the job.  I don’t have a problem with it just as long as he continues to pay me rent, and he says he will.  Time will tell.  My last renter moved out within two weeks after losing her job; though, truth be told, I was pushing her to get out long before that happened.

“Occupy” groups have taken over most major cities since I last wrote anything here (putting that in for historic reference more than anything else), and I basically agree with their sentiments, though I wish they’d put some thought into actually expressing those sentiments rather than just wandering around aimlessly and making themselves more and more irrelevant.  My “demands” if I were protesting with them would run along these lines:

  • The big banks are too big.  Break them up.
  • The big banks that caused what can only be defined as a mild depression are still acting like morons after being bailed out.  Put somebody in jail and send a message.
  • Congress needs to stop acting like children and start getting something done.  If that involves cutting some social services, so be it – and if it involves raising taxes, so be that, too.  
  • It’s not going to kill anybody making more than $50K a year to pony up an extra $1000 in taxes every year, and it’s not going to kill somebody making a million a year to come up with an extra $25K every year.  If you like something, you pay for it.  If you don’t want to pay for it, then don’t expect to use it.  
  • Companies – and I work for a pretty freaking big one – shouldn’t have the right to funnel God knows how much money into political campaigns, so overturn the “Citizens United” decision and put a $5 cap on ALL political contributions.
  • Implement term limits on ALL politicians at any level.  There are plenty of political jobs out there, and the same guy doesn’t have to stay in the same one for 50 years.  Do your time and move on.
  • Make it a crime to be a conservative.
That should settle a lot of things.

A quick one

I’m sort of running late this morning, but wanted to put a brief update in here about what I did this weekend,  which was to go to Cincinnati for the NABBA board meeting.

As expected, I’m now secretary of that august body.  Honestly not sure how I feel about that, although it gives me something to do (the meeting minutes) and possibly gives me more legitimacy when I contact non-member bands to try to cajole them to get involved.

There were a couple of things decided at the meeting with which I very much disagree.  While trying to make my argument against one of them, I was (quite literally) shouted down by the president and chastised by a 20-something girl who (I think) may find out why I’m right sooner than she thinks. Ultimately, my argument against that proposed rules change was voted down, 14-2.

At least I got one other vote….

After the meetings, I spent a few hours walking around a street festival in downtown Cincinnati and taking pictures of the board members and anything else that looked interesting, and on Sunday Betsy and I drove back to Atlanta.  On the way home, we took a side-trip to Rock City (that of “See Rock City” fame) near Chattanooga; but after seeing that the entry fee was $20 each and realizing that we could only spend an hour or so there, we just snapped a few pictures from the side of Lookout Mountain and continued to the house.  Betsy returned  to San Antonio on Monday.

After shooting a total of 4 football games so far (two high school, two college), I’ve decided that my new approach this year is working.  I ditched my super-telephoto lenses in favor of a sharp and fast 200 millimeter lens, and I’ve been really happy with the results so far (as always, you can view my efforts at theuffp.smugmug.com).  Other folks have liked the shots, too.  Furman’s SID has already used a couple of my shots for press releases and one of the team mothers for the high school team “purchased” about 20 prints of last week’s high school game.  Unfortunately, I’d set the prices on the HS shots to cost – something like 19 cents for a 4×6 print rather than the $4 that I’d normally charge – so I made nothing on those sales.

That was my plan from the start, though.  The rest of the HS game galleries will have normal pricing schedules, and the coaching staff is fine with that.  Basically, I gave them two weeks of shots for free, and now I’ll charge for the other two or three games that I shoot for them.  Hopefully, it’ll be a win-win.

Only a few sales of the college prints so far, but that usually picks up mid-season.

Must now head to the office.  Oh, yeah – I’m getting sick again.

Shit.

TWD

Gonna call this one a success

As I mentioned, I shot my first college game of the year last Saturday night.  While my team didn’t win (lost, 23-30), they didn’t look terrible – in fact, their #1 running back was named the national back of the week after he rushed for 140+ yards and scored three touchdowns.

More importantly, I got quite a few good shots.  Not world-class or anything, but I was pretty pleased given that it was the first game.  I posted 50 (out of 800) on Facebook, and I’ll keep about 45 of them for the sales site.

Spent Saturday and Sunday night at Little Pee Dee State Park in Dillon, SC.  What a strange place.  The campground was normal enough – a mix of RV and tent sites – but there were about 50 golf carts there.  I don’t believe I’ve ever been camping and seen a single golf cart driving around in the woods, let alone 50 of the stupid things.   Maybe it’s a new trend, or maybe it’s just that park.

Much of the day yesterday was spent walking around on the nature trails or exploring the shores of Lake Norris in the park.  I took quite a few shots of dragonflies and egrets, and I really like one of the latter (posted below).  I’ve entered it in a contest on Facebook and may enter it in a few others after I’ve cleaned it up a bit.

Work up quite early today in the tent – it was still dark – and had a leisurely breakfast of coffee and oatmeal before breaking camp and making the 5.5-hour drive home.  Spent this afternoon going through my pictures and I’m currently watching a game on television.

Back to work tomorrow….and next Saturday, I’m driving BACK to the SC coast for another game.  Lots of miles on the car in the first two weeks of the season.

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