1003 Su % nightmares about money, and trying to juggle credit cards and checking accounts. Weird. * up 6:40; W=196.8; drugs, nose, teeth; dishes, coffee : weird stuff in dh:Songs/Sets -- check permissions, etc. e.g. share/Web/Public/Steve_Savitzky/Songs/Sets/BbaPEhsPYAMTCilNY.html nothing weird there, but the cgi is still live. Kill. @ The Ferrett's Journal - Sequel Slop * backups: 2010-10-03T08:30:51-0700 - 2010-10-03T09:28:40-0700 /dev/sdc5 1349854392 460236308 821049456 36% /media/bak & clutter: dump Loglan stuff -- long obsolete; unused. * tofu with black bean sauce for breakfast. First time in months. Yum * Longish drive: 17 to 1 to 92 to 35 to 9 to Blossom Hill to Leigh. 135 mi; about 4 hours. Not much farther than 9 to 1, but an hour less. stupidly left Colleen's walker in the driveway; no lossage, fortunately. * dinner: salad, fresh corn, pork chops with bacon and rosemary (TJ) @ A Public Service Announcement - finding a LGBTQ/kink/poly friendly therapist. Signal boost. * sang Lily for Colleen. : Much trouble with Audacity -- seems it has to play and record on the same soundcard in order to overdub. :( : More trouble with audacity: doesn't recognize UA-25 on barnard. * Recorded fairly clean scratch track for Emerald Dreams. May have gotten out of sync in a couple of places. Click track works; muting it keeps it out of the export. I suspect that all existing scratch tracks will have to be redone with click tracks.
A pretty good day, despite starting with nightmares about money. Odd; I don't usually remember those.
A longish drive with Colleen, 17 to Santa Cruz, then up 1 to Half Moon Bay. Not all that much farther than taking Hwy 9 instead of 17, but about an hour faster. (I found out later that the silly thing had spent most of the drive trying to figure out how to tell me that I don't talk to her enough. I don't think I bite. But I'm a clumsy, literal-minded old bear, and don't pick up on things that people don't come out and tell me.)
A conversation with N via IM, which involved yet another missed implicit message. This is getting to be a theme; it's intensely frustrating to know that other people can pick up on subtle social cues that I simply can't detect at all. I'd settle for getting good enough at it that I can get by without constantly making other people frustrated and uncomfortable.
Much trouble with Audacity, which turned out to be due to it's reluctance to play and record simultaneously on different soundcards. And of course I have two. Easy to fix, fortunately. And click tracks work in the latest build. Recorded a scratch of Emerald Dreams.
Hmm. I'm obviously going to have to post more regularly about album progress. With a tip jar?
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