[grrrr... need line-eater food again]
Thursday: bad day, but somehow productive anyhow.
Friday: bad day, but followed by a very pleasant evening/night.
Saturday and Sunday: *oof* ... paying the price for Friday night.
Today: sleep pattern entirely %$#^'ed up; apparently still
paying for having lost track of how many spoons I was using up having fun
Friday -- but I did manage to shovel the sidewalk, at least, and with
luck I'll crash soon and be in shape to accomplish one or two items from
my to-do list tonight. (I meant to wait until it stopped snowing to
shovel, but when I got outside I found that it had merely transitioned
from big slow flakes to teensy flakes, but I think the rate of accumulation
had slowed enough for clearing the sidewalk to be un-silly.)
Tried to watch shows I'd recorded over the weekend, once I felt
conscious enough to do so. Discovered that one DTV converter, where
I had adjusted the antenna so as to make sure the station I wanted was
coming in well, decided it didn't like that station after all, so I
recorded several hours of black screen with wee blue box informing me
that there was no picture, and occasional bursts of kaleidoscopic noise.
Also discovered that the other DTV cnverter had forgotten its volume
setting (yes, the DTV box has its own volume control (and a mute
button, but the mute symbol was not showing)) and had transformed
three hours of Law & Order variants into pantomime. Oddly
enough, despite not recording anything useable Friday and Saturday
nights, the same stations produced almost good recordings Sunday
night! (There was the occasional no-picture right at a dramatic
moment, but I could follow the plots.)
Dammit, so far DTV just means "more stages at which things can
break or glitch", drasticaly reducing the odds of seeing the shows
that I want to see (and, in case anyone whose opinions and fears
matter more than mine in this world, that advertisers really
want me to watch, okay?)
I figure the bugs'll get worked out eventually ... but I probably
won't be able to afford the next, un-subsidized, generation of
converters.
Will try to post something vaguely witty later when I'm feeling
more coherent and less grumpy.
Getting to 3LF tonight is unlikely, but if I've slept and woken
up again by then, and hear that the roads are fine, and it hasn't
been cancelled, then I'll try to get there.
'Nuther 'argh!': Finally managed to clip most of Perrine's
claws, which was a win of substantial magnitude, but she was able
to keep two retracted despite my best efforts, and they're on a
front paw, so I'm still getting riddled with tiny holes when she
kneads my ribs or my shoulder. Gotta get those last two!