dxmachina: (Computers 02)
...or how I spent my summer.

I spent a good portion of the summer teaching — the lab portion of my usual MCC assignment on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays from 8 to 10 p.m. The three days a week thing got old fast, but otherwise I had a good class and a good time. One of my students was even a minor local celebrity, a features reporter for a local TV station who is apparently chucking it all to become a (male) nurse. Of course since the local TV station is not local to where I live, I had no idea until some of the other students pointed it out. He was totally not the stereotypical self-absorbed TV personality, but was rather a keen student and very helpful to others.

As for the rest of the time, here are the highlights...

Last weekend of June... )

Fourth of July weekend... )

Readercon weekend... )

First weekend in August... )

The funeral... )

Summer ends for me on Tuesday, with the start of the semester at MCC. Meanwhile I have been busy preparing syllabi and lecture notes. I'm teaching my usual general chemistry course at MCC, Mondays and Wednesdays 4-7, and a lab over at CCSU on Thursdays from 4:30 to 7:30. The department chair at CCSU offered me a second lab section, but it conflicted with MCC, alas.

Hoping I can post this...

Nope, still down... and I lost all my tags. Bother.

And now we appear to be back.
dxmachina: (Dawn)
So... Last time I posted was back in April. The lack of posting hasn't been because I've been especially busy, or had nothing to talk about, but rather a matter of procrastination. <Shrug>

A couple of days ago I got back from a short camping trip to Watkins Glen, NY, with a small subset of my usual camping group. Fun trip for the most part. Did a couple of good hikes to see gorges and waterfalls, including the spectacular Taughannock Falls, along with a nice bike ride on the Catherine Valley Trail.The only negatives were the heavy rain the first night, and the fact that my air mattress developed a leak that got progressively worse each night, culminating in waking up at 2:30 Tuesday morning with my heavy upper body flat on the ground, my less heavy lower body boosted high in the air by the remaining inflation, and the largish meal I'd had at the BBQ joint in town trying to work its way back out through my esophagus. Yeesh!

I rearranged things to a more comfortable position and was able to get back to sleep until dawn. First thing I did was drive into town to Walmart to price a new mattress. Then I went to Dunkies for breakfast and wifi to check the forecast. They were predicting thundershowers the next day, so instead of getting a new mattress, I decided to cut my trip short by a couple of days, broke camp, and headed home. It turned out to be a good decision. I kept checking the weather radar the next day, and there were some intense cells over Watkins Glen. Now I just need to find and patch the leak. And maybe have a chat with baby!sis because her kids were the last to use the mattress.

While in Watkins Glen, we went and saw Guardians of the Galaxy at the local theater for cheap*. It was great fun, but no one but me wanted to stay to watch all of the end credits, so I missed the big reveal. Not to worry, I already had heard about who it was. When I got back home I started looking up the comic book version of the team, and I'm pretty sure I must have bought some of the original series. I was a huge fan of Adam Warlock, and he was in it. Actually, knowing that now makes me disappointed that he didn't make it into the movie (although some have speculated the he, too, is part of the Collection). The only character I actually remembered was Drax, from his time with Warlock. And, of course, Thanos and Ronan. I did once buy the first issue of Nova, so I also recognized the Nova Corps, but I never was a fan.

* I should note that it had been almost nine years since the last time I was inside a movie theater. It may have been cheap by today's standards, but I don't think I paid that much in the first run theaters back in the day. One of the many reasons I haven't been in so many years.

Anyway, I have lots more to post about, but for now... baby steps.
dxmachina: (Calvin)
Am in Maine, at my campsite using the campground's free wireless. What a world with such wonders in it.

The arm wound turned out not to be a laceration, but a flaying. The good news, no stitches. The bad news, no skin for a couple o'weeks. It is well bandaged*, and when I went hiking today I covered the whole thing with an ace bandage, too. Took an hour and a half to do this, most of it involving me listening in as the doctor was trying to remove the tips of the poor guy in the next examining room's hearing aids, which turned out to be well and truly stuck. He eventually had to be sent to a real ER**.

* I told the nurse I was going camping, so she wrapped me up with gauze and gave me some extra gauze and dressings.

** Word to the wise — don't have your hearing aid fitted by the students at the URI Audiology Department...

It is way cooler here than in Rhody, so I am happy. Even the thundershower last night didn't cause any problems once I got the tarp up over the tent. Expecting more thundershowers tomorrow, but followed by an actual cold front, so even better.


Jul. 18th, 2013 07:23 am
dxmachina: (Bonk)
So, I was loading up the last couple of things onto the truck for my trip to Maine, and I was feeling pretty good about things. No weird accidents or illnesses to prevent me from going camping for the first time in 11 years. And then...

As I was walking out the side door carrying the cooler with the soda and beer and other beverages in it, I stumbled. Not badly, just enough so I fell a bit to my left. My left arm hit the little hunk of sharp metal that passes for a door latch on modern storm doors. It hurt, but I not that badly, so I continued on and loaded the cooler into the back of the truck. Then I looked at my arm — ripped wide open, about an inch and a half long cut, and bleeding profusely.

Washed it off, put on a big ass bandage, and loaded the last couple of items on the truck, then headed off for the local urgent care facility... which doesn't open until eight (it was 6:30 when I got there). So I got some ice for the cooler, stopped at Allie's for donuts, and came home to wait for eight*.

* I thought about going to a hospital ER, but the two closest hospitals are each about a half hour away anyway, and the bleeding seems under control.

Sometimes it really sucks to be me.
dxmachina: (Dizzy)
I find myself using the word "sweltering' quite a lot lately. Indoor/outdoor thermometer is reading 86° in the house right now*, and 100° outside. I don't think it's really quite that high. The outdoor sensor is under the eave in front of the house, which faces west, not the best place for accuracy. Weather.com is telling me it's 86° out there, but that's not right, either. Somewhere in between, I think. I was going to mow the lawn when I got home, but heat stroke is a concern. I took a ride last evening, and it was like riding through soup. The piney woods smelled nice**, while the Great Swamp was more fetid.

* I only got home from school/lunch with Tom and his family an hour ago, and the A/C hasn't yet caught up yet.

** Speaking of smelling nice, driving by Schartner's strawberry fields towards the end of June was just amazing.

I think the heat and humidity actually affected the experiment the class did today. They were measuring the heat of fusion of ice, the amount of energy it takes to covert water from a solid to a liquid. You do this by throwing some ice cubes in a styrofoam cup with warm water in it, and calculating how much heat the original water loses. The two values are equal and opposite, so you then know the total energy it took to melt the ice. Except... even though the building has A/C, it was really humid in the lab. Warm, humid air carries a lot of heat, so there was more than one source of heat to melt the ice. The average percent error I saw was about 50%. Not good results. The procedure isn't especially accurate to begin with***, and the conditions made it worse. Tom and I discussed the procedure later, so maybe some changes will be made.

***I told one student that the procedure was a "quick and dirty method," although not especially dirty considering the final outcome is cold water.

I need to start gathering my camping equipment for the trip to Maine on Thursday. I'm off tomorrow, so I have the whole day to pack the truck. Key things to do include figuring out how I mounted the bike rack on the back of the truck back in 2002 when I took it to Canada. Normally the bike stays under the tonneau cap, but with all the camping stuff there isn't much room. The rack was designed to attach to a trunk or hatchback, as on my old Subaru, not so much a tail gate. I did switch the narrow tires on the bike to a pair slightly more suitable for riding Acadia's gravel carriage trails.

Don't find out till tomorrow night if I have to teach Thursday.

Still sweltering...
dxmachina: (Calvinball)
I'm going camping in Canada next Thursday, on the 10th anniversary of the last time I went camping, also in Canada*, in exactly the same provincial park. One of my friends grew up in the area, and her family holds a big annual shindig, the Otty Lake Blues Cruise, on the first weekend of August. A bunch of us went up ten years ago, and now we're returning. There will be biking, golf, and tennis, among other activities. A good time is anticipated.

* I just now realized that I've had this journal for ten years now. Holy cats!

I should have all the camping gear I need. However, I haven't used any of it in ten years now**, so I figured that as long as I have all this free time, I might as well check to make sure it's all in good shape. A stitch in time saves nine, right?

** I used to go camping somewhere almost every year, but got out of the habit. Stupid, that.

The first thing I checked was my air mattress to make sure it would still hold air.

Pump it up... )

Apart from the nasty thunderstorm at 5 am that left my neighborhood without power for an hour, today was a nice sunny day, so I washed my sleeping bag and hung it out to dry on the clothesline. Smells like springtime!

One of the activities planned for the trip is a round of golf. The last time I played golf was ten years ago at the same event. I like to play, but I has no one handy to play golf with, so I never got around to it and fell out of the habit. Plus, it's gotten tres expensive round here. Still, I'm looking forward to it, and in anticipation, I figured I'd better go hit a bucket of balls to see if I could still play.

Well, it wasn't pretty, but I didn't embarrass myself, either. Apparently my days of hitting the ball a couple hundred yards in the air are long gone, but I can hit it 150 or so, and it was usually straight. And hitting it shorter has the benefit of making it harder to really lose a ball when you hit it wrong. Unless you're trying to clear a water hazard.

I also took 10 swings in the slow pitch batting cage, also for like the first time in ten years. I can still hit a line drive, so there's that. I do miss playing ball.
dxmachina: (Bike Snow)
A conversation* en passant between a cyclist and a rollerblader on a cold day.

* Sort of. It's hard to maintain a sustained conversation while cruising in opposite directions with a closing speed of about 20 mph. This is mitigated slightly by the fact that the cyclist can do almost two laps in approximately the same time the rollerblader does one, providing them with at least three opportunities to yell something at each other as they zoom by.

First pass...

Cyclist (Me): I thought you said it'd be warmer today.
Blader: <shrugs apologetically>

Next pass, on a very deserted path...

Blader: This just means we're tougher than everyone else.
Cyclist: Oh, yeah!

Last pass, this time going the same direction...

Cyclist: You know what one synonym for tough is?
Blader: Stupid?

That was last Sunday, when it was just barely 40° out. Still, it wasn't all that bad, and it was actually quite pleasant while standing around in the parking lot in Kingston. This past Friday it was almost 50°, but it was windy so it felt much colder while riding or standing. It really has been a mild winter. I broke my all-time record for mileage (a whopping 25 miles) for February on my second ride of the month, which tells you something about normal February conditions. It pushed the total past 40 miles on Friday.

The rest of this weekend was much more like normal. It snowed yesterday, although it didn't stick at all. Today was the coldest day of the winter so far, never even getting into the thirties, and windy as all get out. Having already proved how "tough" I am last weekend, I did not ride. I probably won't get the opportunity next weekend, either, regardless of weather, since I'll be up in Boston at Boskone for most of it.

Some great news on the work front. Someone in senior management took leave of their senses and decided that employees with fifteen years in shall now get four weeks of vacation instead of three. Couple that with my current four days on three days off flex-schedule, which means I don't even have to take one of my extra vacation days to go to Boskone, and I suddenly have a ton of free time on my hands. Go me! If only they'd have done the vacation thing 12 years ago or so.
dxmachina: (Books 04)
Readercon 22...

Friday... )

Saturday... )

Sunday... )

As usual, there were a few times when I couldn't find anything I was really interested in going to, but also as usual, mileage varies. Add in some homemade baked goods, two decent bike rides, and a couple of terrific meals at Lester's House of BBQ, and it was a pretty good weekend.
dxmachina: (Bike)
So, I am in scenic Burlington, MA, enjoying my annual summer vacation weekend, aka, Readercon. Been fun so far. I'll talk about panels attended next time.

The weather has been about as good as one could expect given the time of year. Friday was warm and a little humid, but there were some largish clouds for shade and a breeze, so it was really quite pleasant outside. Today was quite hot, but not especially humid, which made things bearable. Slept in this morning*, then headed over to Bedford to ride the Minuteman bike path, aka, Rt. 128 for bicycles. Actually, that's probably a slur against Rt.128. I ride the path every year when I'm up here for Readercon, but I don't recall it being quite so bumpy as it was this morning. The problem is roots that have been frost-heaved up through the pavement, creating multitudes of sudden and, because you occasionally have to look away from the constantly shifting pavement to see if there are pedestrians plodding along ahead so you avoid mowing them down**, often unexpected speed bumps.

* By which I mean I got up at 6 AM instead of my usual 5:10. We're doing summer hours at work this year, which means that I work 6:30 to 5 Monday through Thursday, and have Fridays off. Very handy, except that I seem to be spending a good part of Friday napping to catch up.

** In Rhody, pedestrians on bike paths are told to walk on the left, facing oncoming traffic, just as if they were walking along a road. In Massachusetts, pedestrians are told to walk on the right with their backs to the oncoming traffic. This seems inherently unsafe to me.

I usually turn around at Arlington Center because there is a not very well thought out gap in the path before it resumes towards Alewife on the other side of the green. The gap requires riding along Mass Avenue for a block in the space between traffic and parked cars, always a thrilling experience. Worse, the return trip requires that you either ride on a sidewalk (not recommended or legal), or on the wrong side of the street, i.e., facing oncoming traffic (spectacularly unsafe and also illegal), to get from one piece of the path to the other. There has to be a better way. Still, I have negotiated it before, and there was way less traffic early on a Saturday morning than the last time I did it (noonish on a weekday), so I took the plunge. It's really not worth the terror. It's only another mile or so to Alewife, and although you do go by Spy Pond, the rest of the mile ain't all that scenic. In future I think that if I want to extend my ride by a couple of miles, I'll explore some of the other trails at the Bedford end of the path***.

*** Three bike path/trails start within spitting distance of each other and the Bedford bicycle shop. It's almost like a wormhole junction. The Minuteman you know about. Last year I explored part of the Narrow Gauge trail, one that starts out paved then transitions to gravel. There is also the Reformatory Branch trail, which apparently runs through a heavily wooded conservation area towards Concord. I drove by the entrance this morning, and it looked very narrow, and very overgrown. I may need to bring the Univega with it's fatter tires next year**** to better negotiate that trail.

**** Which is what I said last year...

I made truffles for the Tiptree bake sale. It's the first time I've tried making them when it wasn't the dead of winter. Dipping chocolate when it's 80° with 80% humidity turns out to be a very different experience from doing it when it's 68 and the humidity is more like 20%. I had a hard time getting the chocolate to stick to the centers. Next time I need to let the centers equilibrate to room temperature and then blot off any condensation before dipping. Or maybe do them in a dessicated glove box.

I also made some of Cook's Illustrated "best" chocolate chip cookies, which were quite good. I love Cook's Illustrated, but they often make some very optimistic assumptions about the equipment inventories of their readers' kitchen. The recipe calls for a #24 cookie scoop. This is apparently a largish one, which they say holds about 3 tbsps of dough. The cookie scoop I bought for one of their other recipes only holds about 1 tbsp. Bother. I did have an unmarked ice cream scoop, and when I spooned 3 tbsps of water into it they all fit, so I used that. It made for some humongous cookies. I wound up with 13 cookies. The recipe quotes the yield as 16, so the ice cream scoop wasn't all that far off. Anyhow, now I know what to get the next time Bed, Bath & Beyond sends me a coupon. Come to think of it, that's what I did for the last time I bought a cookie scoop.


Dec. 3rd, 2007 04:16 pm
dxmachina: (Koufax)
According to the U.S. Naval Observatory, if you happen to be sitting on my front stoop this evening, the sun will set at 4:16 P.M., EST. As a matter of fact, due to the vagaries of celestial mechanics, the sun will continue to set at 4:16 for the next ten days. Then, a week from Friday, sunsets will start getting minutely (literally) later. Meanwhile, sunrise will continue to get later through the new year, bottoming out at 7:13 A.M on New Years Eve, and staying there through January 8th. Late sunrises don't bother me much. Quite the opposite, since it seems like I often wake with the sun, so the later the better. I just want the sun to stay out longer at night.

I haven't talked any baseball in awhile, but the Winter meetings are this week, so it seems like a good time to bring up a few things. It hasn't been terribly busy off-season so far, but a few deals have been made. The most fun place to keep up with the latest player deals has been over at The Griddle, where Bob Timmermann has been summarizing each deal in rebus form. They aren't especially easy rebuses, either.

More behind the cut... )

It didn't occur to me until I was getting ready to post that 4:16 P.M. can also be written as 16:16. Huh...
dxmachina: (Calvin)
Hot, hazy, and humid—summer has fully arrived. I had a lousy night of sleep. It was just too hot, and the fan was making too much noise. Need to think about hauling out the A/C today. I almost hate to do it this early. I didn't have to until mid-July last year.

I celebrated the start of a much needed vacation by driving down to Norwich last night to watch AA baseball, the Trenton Thunder at the Connecticut Defenders. (I'm not even going to get into what moron thought Connecticut Defenders would be a better name than Norwich Navigators, which is what the franchise used to be called. Oh, wait. I did.) Getting there wasn't half the fun. I figured it would take a little less than an hour, which would make it tight for a 6:35 game time given that I didn't get home from work until 5:30. I did not figure on either the Memorial Day traffic on the back roads of Rhode Island and Connecticut, nor the ridiculous traffic getting into the stadium. I mean, how often have you found yourself stuck behind a long line of cars on a country road because a motorcycle is putzing along at 10 mph below the limit. The game was well underway by the time I got to my seat. Bozhe moi!

Continued... )

All Dead...

Oct. 2nd, 2005 06:46 pm
dxmachina: (Opus)
Miracle Max: Now, all dead...well, with all dead, there's usually only one thing that you can do.

Inigo: What's that?

Miracle Max: Go through his clothes and look for loose change.

More progress:

Make list.
Reroute heating system flow.
• Replace porch lights.
• Move ceiling light fixtures around in back room, kitchen, and office.
Clean out Subaru, and make arrangements to have it hauled away.
Put away air conditioners for winter.
• Get new tires for the truck.
• Rip out the carpet in the living room.
• Head down to Jersey to see assorted crippled family members.
• Ride bike as much as possible.
• Play a round of golf.

I went through the Subaru's clothes today. It's been a couple of years since I've even tried to lie to myself that the old crate was just mostly dead. Yeah, I suppose I could've gotten it a new battery, and turned the engine over, but really, it was already on it's last legs when I got the truck, and it's been three years since I even last tried to start it. I do miss it sometimes. I drove it for almost twelve years, 175,000 miles worth. It was a good car for a very long time. It took me to Maine and DC and Boston and down the trails on my brothers' farm. I still miss the four-wheel drive. I hauled soccer gear and soccer players all over the northeast in it, and hauled myself and teammates to softball games from New Haven to Hanover, and from Burlington to Orono. I drove it through a blinding snowstorm to get to my grandmother's funeral with only a back massager plugged into the lighter for heat to defrost the windshield. I even fell in love in that car, for all the good it's done me.

Now it just sits there, a storage shed on wheels that have become semi-embedded in the tarmac of my driveway. It a place where I can stash lawn fertilizer, and where yellow-jackets can build their homes, but not much else. Tomorrow I'll call someone to haul it away. The final tally - $2.06 and 26 Garden State Parkway toll tokens.

Speaking of dead, I just finished watching the last Dodger game of the season, a loss to the Padres. Wait til next year...
dxmachina: (Default)
Putting a notch on the vacation to-do list.

Make list.
Reroute heating system flow.

Full copper re-pipe... )

Still to go:

• Replace porch lights.
• Move ceiling light fixtures around in back room, kitchen, and office.
• Clean out Subaru, and make arrangements to have it hauled away.
• Put away air conditioners for winter.
• Get new tires for the truck.
• Rip out the carpet in the living room.
• Head down to Jersey to see assorted crippled family members.
• Ride bike as much as possible.
• Play a round of golf.

One negative to all the overhead plumbing I did is that I exercised a lot of muscles in unusual ways yesterday, and they were not happy about it, letting me know about their distress last night, and on into today. I think today I shall tackle the Sub. It's a lovely day out. In fact, I still haven't actually turned the heat on, because it didn't get nearly as chilly last night as it did Friday.

In other news, Stop & Shop had boxes of day old brownies for half price when I was there this morning. Brownies for brunch!
dxmachina: (Default)
Talked to my dad tonight. He's doing a bit better. They have him doing some gentle exercises to rehab the shoulder, but he's still in some pain, and his right arm is useless, which is killing him. As he says, all he does at work anymore is talk on the phone and write, and now he can't write. OTOH, he's stopped wearing the sling, so there is progress. Or orneriness. Meanwhile, the lawn needs for mowing. Brother #2 lives closest, and would normally step in and help, but he's the one who crushed his foot in a motorcycle accident a month ago, and is looking at more surgery, and a six month rehab. When it rains, it pours. Fortunately, brother #1 is currently healthy (raps hand on wooden desk), and has offered to help. I'll probably go down for a visit in a couple weeks. More on that in a bit.

It was a pleasant weekend. The weekend and beyond... )
dxmachina: (Hangover)
Back home in the land of cool weather. I actually turned my furnace back on today.

The rest of the weekend... )

In the end, much fun was had. The weather, although hot, wasn't nearly as bad as expected, which was nice. Some pictures are here.
dxmachina: (Hobbes)
Sitting in my room, waiting for the hospitality suite, posting on dial-up. The wireless in the hotel is a complete mess. Here at the desk the wireless card occasionally tells me its connected, but then the browsers can't find a DNS. If I put the laptop near the door of my room, the card connects immediately, and proclaims that my signal strength is 50%, but the browsers still can't find a DNS. Feh.

Getting there is half the fun... )

Pictures will get posted at some point. I didn't take any yesterday, mostly because the camera was in my luggage, locked safely away while my room was being readied.


Jan. 18th, 2005 11:58 am
dxmachina: (calvin)
So, I made my reservations for the Buffista F2F in New Orleans this morning. Now I'm amazed at myself for how far ahead of the game I am compared to previous years. I usually wait until late to do stuff like this. Of course, part of it was that in previous years I always waited until the hotel was arranged, which usually wasn't until April or so. It's really nice having the hotel all lined up and stuff already. Plus, it turns out I had more than enough frequent flyer miles to take care of the plane ticket. Woo frelling hoo! I feel totally like an adult now.

Now to spend the next few months daydreaming about fresh beignets...

Maine Man

Sep. 10th, 2004 10:32 am
dxmachina: (Default)
Back home from Maine, and I had great fun there with [livejournal.com profile] la_perkins and Tom S. Sunday morning I picked Tom up in Cambridge, and we made it to Deer Isle with little trouble, with the exception of getting stuck for awhile behind a guy on Rt. 3 doing 25 mph while sporting a bumper sticker that said "Maine on the Move." Tom noted that it must have been meant to be ironic. We had plenty of time because Lee was having all sorts of problems with the air transport system. Her flight out of LAX Saturday was delayed for several hours due to a security breach there, then she missed her connection to Portland, and had to spend Saturday night in Chicago. She did finally arrive a couple of hours after Tom and I, so we fed her and gave her alcoholic beverages.

Monday, we went to the Blue Hill Fair, where we ate fair food, and watched livestock parades and pig races. Afterwards, we got dinner, then lazed around and played the Buffy game. The Master got dusted by those damn kids, but not before killing Willow.

Tuesday, we drove over to Acadia National Park on Mt. Desert Island, and picnicked on Sand Beach. Then we went hiking. We started up the backside trail to the Beehive, but only got as far as the Bowl. Lee's back hurt, and I was having trouble with the fact that I am really out of shape right now. I got terribly frustrated with that, because I've done the trail we were on several times in the past, and never had a problem. I even did it once right after turning my ankle in the parking lot at the bottom of the hill, for cripe sake. It's an easy hike, the one we used to use to take the kids to the Beehive while the adults went up the cliff. Feh. Then, on the way down, my back started to hurt. Going down a hill is tougher on the back than going up it.

Afterwards, we drove to the top of Cadillac Mountain, and walked around a bit in the wind. Then we went into Bar Harbor to do some shopping, and have dinner at Rupununi. We headed home, and all crashed hard when we got back to the cabin.

Wednesday was cloudy all day, and since my back was killing me, I stuck myself in the lounge chair and read. Finished Ball Four, and then read Chandler's Playback. After we went out for dinner, we played another game of Buffy, with Adam beating the tar out of the good guys. Then it was another early night. It also started pouring overnight.

Thursday, I headed for home in the rain, which downpoured quite a bit. Still, I made very good time, except for one stretch of 128. Took me under six hours to get home.

Despite the back problems, I really did have a great time. It's nice to be able to get away with good friends, aand I really needed the vacation.
dxmachina: (Default)
Speedy is up and running. Installed ULead Video Studio SE, applied all the patches, updated Direct X, and attached the camcorder. Sonuvagun, it actually worked. Well, sort of.

I took about twenty-five minutes of video at the F2F party. The first time I tried to capture the video, iteverything was going fine, but it cut out after 20 minutes, which turns out to be maximum file size. No problem. The second time, I stopped capturing at about fifteen minutes, after the end of the theremin show. The resulting avi file was over 3GB in size. Woo. The file was fine, except that it was much darker than what was showing on the camcorder monitor. The video is dark to begin with, but what was showing on the computer monitor was really dark. There were occasional sound glitches, too. Video Studio has no settings for brightness or contrast. I installed Adobe Premiere, which does have such settings, but wasn't able to figure out how to use them. To be honest, neither program is particularly user transparent, but Premiere is about as opaque as I suppose PhotoShop is to a beginner, aka, me.

No matter, I was just fooling around at this point, so I decided to try and make a VCD out of what I had, and see how that looked. Used Video Studio to convert the avi file to MPEG1, which shrank it from 3GB to about 140MB, then burned it to a CD with Nero. Stuck the disk in the Sampo. and it worked. Wow!

The quality of the image sucks, though, compared to the tape, or even the avi. The avi is dark, but there is plenty of resolution there. The mpg and resulting VCD are blotchy, and what little color there was is very washed out. OTOH, the image on the tv screen is about as bright as the original. I'm not sure what to do next. It may just be easier to distribute the video on VHS than as a VCD. I need to talk to somebody who's done this before.

Gorgeous day, but I really didn't feel all that well, so I didn't go outside at all. Did go out last night to the Camp Canada planning party at Marnie's. Had lots of fun supervising the little kids with Shane and Alka at the playground while the rest of the adults were playing volleyball. Later, we talked about the trip. Way fewer people going this year than last, only thirteen adults and four kids. The trip is going to be a long one, about eight hours to drive up, and I have nobody to share the ride with this year. Oh well, it's not like I don't drive everywhere else in the world by myself. Woulda been nice to have some company, though. Got to remember to arrange for some kind of vehicle tomorrow.


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