Δαφνη Ευτυχια Αρθουρος

"This is our bit for world peace - hopefully, from now on many militants and terrorists will use their AK-47s to listen to music and audio books." -- Andrey Koltakov, partner in a firm selling an MP3 player that replaces the ammo clip of an AK-47 assault rifle, quoted on Ananova 2004-02-08.

(Pointed out on a mailing list I read.)

I made it to the tech rehearsal. Late, but other people were still carrying things in. We determined that the nice big mixer with Enough Channels was, in addition to being physically large enough to be a PITA to haul, a bit too flaky to want to trust for a performance. (My impression is that a few problems were from age and lots of use, such as the worn output jack, and others were from sitting idle too long since the last time it had seen heavy use, such as the pots that did not want to turn at all at first.) Some angst ensued over how to make things work with smaller mixers, but we did manage to come up with equipment and channel assignments for Thrir Venstri Foetr's next amplified gig, such that we'll all be on one mixer, with a smaller mixer ganged to it in case other acts at that event need to hook into our sound system.

I was definitely lacking a bit in mobility, strength, and stamina. But after a stop at home, I did make it to Bowie to see my mother and my brother. And I dropped in on the Sheepie and tried to fix her computer (after Windows had confused me long enough, tried to get a PPP connection to ask for help. It would establish the connection, but DNS would not work -- so it couldn't find any other machines. Fortunately I can dial into the local-to-there number for my ISP with a dumb terminal if I have to, so I used the terminal window that can be made to appear in the net-connection tool under Windows after the modem connects, to post to a mailing list to ask for clues. I got a big clue, but wasn't able to download the fix because of the DNS problem. So the machine may later wind up at my house, where I'll drop it on my LAN and manually configure all the TCP/IP setings to force it to be able to see the net long enough to download a driver. Unless somebody else who will be in town for a couple of days has time to go over there and fix it first.)

Stopping at a Seven-Eleven store to buy more airtime for my phone, the cashiers and I managed to make each other laugh talking about cats and birds as pets. Then I told my story about the polydactyl kitten I caught erasing the secret cat plans for world domination. Laughing woke me up a bit. Then home, finish unloading the car, scoop the litter box, take out trash and recycling, get lured into chasing Perrine around the house in slow motion (I didn't go faster than a walk -- not the way I was feeling ... am feeling -- but she obligingly ran every time I came near, then waited for me to catch up), got glared at for sitting down at the computer, got about halfway (maybe only thirdway) caught up on the weekend's email ... I still have not read my LJ friends page since very early Saturday.

I'm going to try very hard to get certain urgent errands done today, but it's quite likely I'll wind up spending most of it in bed. :-( My body is quite unhappy with me.

Started to try to catch up on weekend worth of email, but arms hurt too much; will rest instead, maybe try to catch up on weekend worth of LJ reading and resist urge to post comments (wonder how many screens back I'll have to skip). If you're expecting email from me, it may come rather slowly.