Procrastination ends tomorrow

I had been not finding time to bring my many scattered pieces of electronics junk to the recycler.  Tomorrow is the day. There's already a broken 14" flat screen TV in the trunk. I have broken iPods, routers, cell phones, lots of cell phone batteries, a printer, disk drives, two boxes of circuit boards and cables. USB power adapters, wi-fi relays, and a VCR.

Plan A was to have the new in-dash auto unit installed, but the proprietary iPod cable won't get here till next week. Bummer. Because I have all day free, no rehearsals. Plan B, then, is recycling.

Work today found one more major bug. Two in one, actually. The machine failed to do something but the user interface said it did. So the GUI has a bug and the machine's core program has a bug. But if they fix the core problem, the GUI bug goes away by itself, I think.

Rehearsals were supposed to be a a run-through of the whole show, but last-minute director threw in a dance rehearsal for the first half hour, and now that the set is built enough to do scene changes, which we don't have any crew to help with, we just barely got through the first scene of Act II.

I am so tired of watching the choreography. The more I watch, the more stupid it looks. The director did it, and it is the kind of moves you get from someone who maybe did a lot of dance as a child, but nothing serious after high school. Too many changes, too quickly. She choreographs by the numbers, not by the tune. There are some moves which reflect the lyrics, but mostly they don't.

The first section of my tiny part is still being effed up by the other bit players not knowing their line (singular). At least I lead the next two sections I'm in. Moonie and I have our scene down pat, he's easy to work with.

Some kudos: Erma will steal the show. Billy is superb. Sir Evelyn is a huge over-actor, but that's his job this time, he will be getting laughs and applause if the others stop stepping on his lines. Mrs. Harcourt is also a huge over-actor, which is sometimes good and sometimes fatal. This is the kind of part  Margaret Dumont would have played, but it's coming out like Buddy Hackett.


Plans for tomorrow:
Already told you. And sleep in.

Done and done

Mostly. I see an external backup drive, and an old Epson scanner which didn't make it to the recycle pile. And I'm waffling about the Mac G3 which has been sitting in the closet for a year, but I had updated the OS and installed a wi-fi adapter last time I had it out. Maybe I'll bring it to BASFA when Anything Goes opens and I have Mondays free again. That would be the 17th, if I survive the weekend, and am not knee-deep in moving boxes.

And I have an HTC Vivid phone (AT&T), three Kindles (two keyboard G's and a touch wi-fi) plus a Tivo wi-fi adapter (never used) to sell on eBay.

Anyhow, the e-cycle place was a storage company in Mountain View, with a very friendly guy who was happy to get Stuff. He transfers it somewhere, and gets paid some number of cents a pound. I had four book-sized boxes and a trash bag full of stuff, plus a broken mini TV and two small backup drives.

Next stop was Goodwill, a blu-ray VCR which had issues with wi-fi but worked fine otherwise, a couple of old laptop and netbook bags, and two huge trash bags of t-shirts and pants. So many nostalgic shirts which no longer come close to fitting me. Sigh. If I was more OCD I would have scanned them, but I'm not. There's a radiant heater in sitting in the middle of the living room which I forgot.

That was a lot of work. It really did not make much of a dent in what has to move, but it means a lot more closet space, and less unpacking. And maybe one less T-shirt rack, maybe.

Before I did all that, I put all the empty boxes which various electronics came in, shoved them into 4 trash bags and then down the chute. Next I put onto a dolly the very heavy box with the wire grid squares, and wheeled it way down to the dumpster. Tossed four or five squares at a time in, and when I got to the bottom discovered all the connectors, which I thought were lost in the last move, which is why I was throwing away the squares. Faceplant. What the heck, threw them in too. :-(

Domino is currently sharing the bed with a small pile of miscellaneous junk which was in a box which was commandeered for the e-cycle run. Belts, a couple of books, stuff which used to be in the night table, audio cassettes, a vintage mouse pad, a pair of pink suspenders. And much much more. Most of it will find its way to the dumpster or Goodwill.

Changed shirts, hung up a load of shirts, and am running the dishwasher. Iwill spend some time on eBay, and on FB, then go to an MV *$s and wait for Janice.

Happy September Fools' Day

Wall calendars have been flipped

Bedroom: A Hawaiian model, mostly naked, 3/4 profile. Boring.
Kitchen: My calendar. Bull riding photo from Best Buck on the Bay. Rep. Anna Eshoo used this on her site.
Livingroom: Dinosaurs: Pterodactyl
Computer Room: Outhouses: a very posh-looking garden loo.

What's on your calendar(s)?