…And Two More Months Have Passed

This whole work/life balance thing is out of whack, I guess. I come home from work, eat some dinner, watch a video or two on YouTube, and hit the sack. Get up, feed the cats, take a shower, and go to work. On Saturdays and Sundays, I sleep in as much as possible, watch a couple videos, maybe mow the lawn (caveat: sometimes I mow the lawn after work), go play trivia at a pub, do some grocery shopping, eat dinner, go to bed.

This has to stop. I’m getting out of shape, I’m bored, and I’m accomplishing nothing.

So, yesterday and today, I started walking again. Hiked up to Jenny’s house (4-mile round trip) to feed her cats. And I’m going to force myself to start walking in the mornings again. To that end, I’ve rolled my wake-up routine back a half an hour (to 5:25). Did that on Friday, because I had to go to work early, and the cats have already adjusted by walking all over me at 5:30 yesterday and 5:20 this morning.

My wake-up routine, you ask? It’s not really an alarm, as I prefer to be woken up by kitties, but it gives them clues when to do it. At 5:20, the kitchen light comes on. At 5:25, my bedside lamp comes on. At 5:26, the theme from Silverado plays on my Alexa speaker. Rarely do I make it to the music, as the cats take their cue from the kitchen light and pounce on me in search of breakfast.

Call me crazy, but it’s a much nicer way to be awoken than using some sort of alarm clock.

Anyway…

Last weekend saw the first of what we in the Georgia Brass Band hope is an annual Southeast Brass Band Festival. Our board started kicking the idea around last year, and – miracle of miracles – it came together pretty well. We had bands from Tennessee, Georgia, and Alabama in attendance (6 total, including us), hired a long-time friend of the band (Dr. Ronald Holtz, who is huge in the brass band movement) to give comments on each band’s performance and award caption prizes (best soloist, most entertaining performance, best hymn, best march), and coordinated with a local high school with a phenomenal band program to use their facilities and let them sell concessions for their band program. It was actually a pretty rousing success, and (another miracle) the GBB came out in the black financially. As treasurer, I’d been thinking that we were going to take a bath on the thing, but we managed to make somewhere between $600 and $1000 for the day through t-shirt and CD sales and band registrations (we’re still waiting for one band to pay up, which is why I can’t say exactly how much we took in).

Our band was not eligible to win any of the awards, but we did get some excellent comments from Dr. Holtz and he confided to our director that, had we actually been competing, we would’ve blown the other 5 bands off of the stage – which we had kind of figured, hence we removed ourselves from consideration.

Originally, we’d ruminated on having the festival move around with different bands hosting each year, but now we’re leaning towards keeping it in Atlanta at least for a few years. Not to be immodest, but it’s hard to believe that any of the other bands in attendance could have better facilities, plus we’ve now got some insight on how to put on this type of event, and we think we can improve going forward.

All in all, it was a good day. I’m glad we did it and I’m looking forward to trying again next year.

At work, I had one of my direct reports leave a couple of weeks ago. He found another job that pays more (I’ve been saying that we need to improve our L1 salaries for over two years), and I was happy to see him moving on – not because he didn’t do a reasonable job for me, but because I’m always genuinely happy to see my directs move up. To that end, I also traded away two of my other directs, last week, to another team. One of them was one of my senior consultants, and I thought he’d come out of his shell a bit more with a younger team which has just been formed. The other is a kid who I think can be a senior in time, but he also needs to be put in an environment where he can step up as a leader, and he wasn’t going to get that opportunity on my team, which is generally composed of consultants who’ve been there longer than he has.

In return, I got one rising consultant from the other team, so I’m actually down to 7 directs and, with project season – when we onboard new clients – ramping up, I’m a bit concerned about how we’re going to handle the increased number of clients with a smaller team; but I’m confident that we’ll figure it out.

My boss has implemented an aptitude test for all of the people who apply for an L1 job, and he had all of the team leads take it to get an idea of how well it does. Turns out that I’m a “medium” fit for a helpdesk job – and the test pretty much nailed my personality, concluding in effect that I just like to get shit done, don’t always follow the standard procedures, and really don’t care what anybody thinks about how I do things. It said a lot of other things that were also spot-on, and I think it’s going to help bring in a higher caliber of candidate for upcoming interviews…..if we can work on that crappy salary thing…

I may try to go camping next week if Jenny is home (she’s in Santorini or someplace exotic like that, and I can’t remember when she’s coming home. If I do go out, it’ll be a solo trip. My buddy Brett and I had a pretty bad trip a month or two ago – actually came to a physical altercation, which I would never have imagined between the two of us – and we’re basically done with each other at this point. I haven’t been out by myself (other than Michigan trips) in several years, but the woods are calling me. Can’t say that the news about a moron killing somebody on the Appalachian Trail last weekend hasn’t been in my thoughts a bit as I contemplate going up to one of my favorite sites in NC that is fairly close to the trail, but I still believe that there’s a much higher chance of getting attacked in my house than there is in getting attacked in the woods.

Cy and “T” cruised through for a visit a few weeks back. It was good to see them, though I was a bit embarrassed at the state of my abode – still need to get down new flooring, put in a new fence, things like that. We had dinner (Jenny came along) and idle chit-chat. I don’t actually remember where we ate, but it was great to see them.

Jenny and I also flew (yes, I flew) to Cleveland a couple of weekends ago to see Dad and Diane – and Kara and her husband Tom on a Saturday evening. Got to meet the new puppy that Dad and Diane have (do not remember its name…I think I’m getting Alzheimer’s), hang around with the important folks for a few hours, and had a nice dinner with everyone at Bonefish Grill. Always great to see you and find out how you’re doing, Dad. Heard you had to visit your physician friends again this week, and I’m sending lots of good thoughts your way.

And now, it being Sunday, I think I’ll take a shower and go play some trivia.

Gotta think bout that work/life balance, ya know.

beach weekend

Coming to you live from sunny Waukegan, IL, it’s the newest entry into the soon-to-be world-famous Frowsy Noise!

Yes, it’s a dreary Sunday afternoon and I’m writing this from the Illinois Beach Resort in Zion, IL, which is actually about 10 minutes north of the aforementioned Waukegan.  I got here at about 6:30 Friday night and have spent the last couple of days walking around taking pictures of the snowy beach along the western shore of Lake Michigan, spending time with Amy (and, to a lesser extent, her folks), playing with her dog, and generally enjoying a few days away from work.

Went for a walk yesterday and found three deer looking for
food in the snow.

The weekend did not start we’ll for Amy’s mom, who fell sometime Friday afternoon and, after visiting a dentist to check the damage, learned that she’d broken her jaw.  The poor lady subsequently had her jaw wired shut and will be eating through straws for the next month and a half.

That didn’t keep her from attending church this morning, where Amy and I joined her, but it did rule out any choral performances.  I believe she did stay after the service for hand bell practice, however.

Amy and I went to see a movie, Oz, The Great and Powerful, last night.  I had high hopes for the flick, but it failed to live up to them.  Might have been fun for kids, but it totally failed to engage me; and the 3D effects, while occasionally very good, did not justify the time spent in the theatre fighting to stay awake.  Live and learn.

After church today, Amy and I had lunch at a diner near her house, and then went our separate ways – she to do some trumpet exercises and me to walk in the rain, maybe take some pictures, update this little blog, and see what’s going on with the NCAA basketball brackets.  We’ll get together later today for a movie or something and tomorrow morning, early, I’ll hit the road for home.

It’s been a great couple of days, overall.  I always like the time I spend with Amy and it’s also nice to see some actual snow on the ground! Makes me miss my life as a Yankee.

TWD

 

a foot in the door

I began my newest schedule today.  I should be happy that I get to wait until 10 to go into the office, but the cats are going to wake me up at 6:00 regardless of when I have to leave the house, so I’m still working 13-hour days as far as I’m concerned.  I don’t mind that too much, but I can’t stand coming home when it’s dark.

Couldn’t even go for a walk this morning because it was raining.  True, I could have walked in the rain.  I didn’t feel like it.

Work wasn’t all that hideous today because I spent a lot of time rebuilding a little excel-based program that I wrote a few months ago.  I’m trying to do the whole thing in Visual Basic with a secured back-end database so that the rest of my team can use it to do software upgrades and I won’t have to worry about them somehow getting to the code and screwing everything up.  At least when I’m developing something I’m not bored to tears.

A Furman defender goes after the runner.  The clarity in this picture – from
the shoes to the facial expression, blew me away.  I love this camera.

Furman dropped their game at App State last Saturday, but it was closer than most people had predicted (33-28, ASU).    More importantly, the camera that I rented for the game was everything I’d hoped it would be and more.  I actually used it at a high school game on Friday night and was amazed at the quality of the shots I got.  High school football games are a sports photographer’s nemesis because they’re almost always at night, the lighting at most high school stadiums sucks, and the team that you’re shooting is invariably in some dark color like maroon or navy blue.  You can shoot in manual at about 1600 ISO and set the shutter speed to a relatively slow 1/250, but your shots are still going to be blurry and lacking much detail.  They’ll probably have a lot of noise in them, too.



Furman’s Jerodis Williams tries to hurdle a linebacker.
At 10 framers/second, I could sit back, frame my
shots, and blast away.

The Canon 1Dx that I rented, however, has incredibly good high-ISO quality.  I shot the high school game at 20,000 ISO – which allowed me to have a shutter speed of about 1/600, and the resulting photos have virtually no noise whatsoever.  I was stunned and couldn’t wait to see how the camera would perform at a fairly well-lighted college stadium.  It did not disappoint.  With the ISO problems solved for the end of the game (when it did get dark), and with the camera blasting out 18-megapixel photos at 10 frames/second, I felt like I could just concentrate on framing and focusing and let the camera take care of everything else.  Turned out to be a good plan – I got hundreds of really nice shots.  I gave about 35 of them to the Greenville News and put 91 others into my own slide show. 

Ray Early watches his extra point attempt
go right down the middle

I got an email from the News’ sports editor today telling me that he was very pleased with my work and asking if I’d shoot the Furman/Citadel game for the News this weekend.

I think I mentioned in my previous post that I didn’t make a great deal of money for the ASU game.  I figured out during the drive home that, if I didn’t count what I spent on lens and camera rental, then I made just under $2/hour (after paying for gasoline) for the 18 hours I worked last Saturday.

Even so, being asked by a relatively major paper to shoot another game made me extremely happy this afternoon, and I agreed to shoot the next game.  I may never get a job as a “real” photographer, but the G’News is at least giving me a shot to string for them a little while – truly my dream job – and I’m just going to run with it as far and as hard as I can.  Maybe something will come of it, and maybe nothing will, but I have an opportunity.

The brass band played a concert at the University of Georgia about a month ago, and we got our recording of the concert back last week.  I am normally the first guy to hold his nose and cringe when listening to recordings made by my band, but I’ve got to admit that we made some really nice sounds at UGA.  One track in particular is virtually mistake-free, well in tune, and beautifully balanced.  I’ll try to put a copy of it into this blog at some point.  It’ll definitely be up on the band’s website within the next few days.

I mentioned that I paid off my car last week.  Naturally therefore, the Audi in question started making horrible noises at me when I backed it out of my garage after lunch today.  I’m hoping that it was just a case of having some water on the brakes or something, but – knowing my luck – it’ll probably end up being the first step towards having a blown engine or something along those lines.  You know: something that will cost me $3000 to fix and that will make my car completely worthless as a trade-in if I don’t fix it.

And that’s enough typing for tonight.