Time Passages

There were many things that I intended to get done this week. Unfortunately, this stupid cold that I've got has been a major drain on my energy, so mostly I just watched baseball on TV.

The cold needs to go away next week, as there is far too much work to do in the studio. (Ok, Cold, you got that?)

Time Passages

There were many things that I intended to get done this week. Unfortunately, this stupid cold that I've got has been a major drain on my energy, so mostly I just watched baseball on TV.

The cold needs to go away next week, as there is far too much work to do in the studio. (Ok, Cold, you got that?)

I Can See Clearly Now

One of the things that's probably contributed to my recent spate of colds is that my right contact lens has been really irritating. I'd noticed a spot on the lens that I couldn't manage to remove, despite my best efforts, that had been there for quite a while. Since I was out of replacement lenses and due for a trip to my friendly optometrist anyway, I headed in there on Monday.

Well, it turned out that God himself could not remove the bit of gunk that came from a gland under my eyelid that had been inflamed at one time or another and that had deposited the gunk that had become one with the lens. My prescription hadn't changed, so Dr. Fostiak ordered up a new set of lenses, switching me to a different kind of toric lens for my right eye, since the previous lens had never been entirely comfortable. In the meantime, I decided to give my eyes a rest and switch to my glasses for a few days.

I went in and picked up the new lenses today over lunch. They're great! (Cue best Tony the Tiger voice.)

With luck, this will help curtail the succession of colds that I've had for the last month or so.

I Can See Clearly Now

One of the things that's probably contributed to my recent spate of colds is that my right contact lens has been really irritating. I'd noticed a spot on the lens that I couldn't manage to remove, despite my best efforts, that had been there for quite a while. Since I was out of replacement lenses and due for a trip to my friendly optometrist anyway, I headed in there on Monday.

Well, it turned out that God himself could not remove the bit of gunk that came from a gland under my eyelid that had been inflamed at one time or another and that had deposited the gunk that had become one with the lens. My prescription hadn't changed, so Dr. Fostiak ordered up a new set of lenses, switching me to a different kind of toric lens for my right eye, since the previous lens had never been entirely comfortable. In the meantime, I decided to give my eyes a rest and switch to my glasses for a few days.

I went in and picked up the new lenses today over lunch. They're great! (Cue best Tony the Tiger voice.)

With luck, this will help curtail the succession of colds that I've had for the last month or so.

Please Release Me

Ok, so I'm a COM neophyte at my advanced age. But it's amazing how much better things go when you remember to release the enumerators when you're done with them. *sigh*

I think this code will work reliably now.

Please Release Me

Ok, so I'm a COM neophyte at my advanced age. But it's amazing how much better things go when you remember to release the enumerators when you're done with them. *sigh*

I think this code will work reliably now.

Almost Cut My Hair

I thought I might get out of work today in time to grab a quick haircut, but the software wasn't cooperating, so I'll be a bit shaggy this weekend at OVFF, which isn't a problem. When my boss arrives for a visit next week, well, that might be a problem, but probably not a big one.

In the meantime, I'm burning CDs of rough mixes for catalana's and my albums while watching game seven between the Cards and Mets. The umpire is the game one umpire who had the enormous strike zone. He's still got it.

There is a theme to my posts today. We'll see how things end up.

Almost Cut My Hair

I thought I might get out of work today in time to grab a quick haircut, but the software wasn't cooperating, so I'll be a bit shaggy this weekend at OVFF, which isn't a problem. When my boss arrives for a visit next week, well, that might be a problem, but probably not a big one.

In the meantime, I'm burning CDs of rough mixes for catalana's and my albums while watching game seven between the Cards and Mets. The umpire is the game one umpire who had the enormous strike zone. He's still got it.

There is a theme to my posts today. We'll see how things end up.