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General update
May. 3rd, 2014 11:34 pmI've been up to my ears in archosaurs. I had to make two trips to Block Island last week; then the satellite dish on the roof at WUMB got taken out by a wind gust; then a transistor fried in WSRO's new transmitter, and I had no spares. Fortunately the station can still go on the air, but at reduced power.
When I called the factory, they gave me a price of $100 apiece for the transistors and recommended I order two and replace both the failed one and its counterpart. However, they couldn't tell me whether or not they actually had the things in stock.
Googling revealed a source for the same transistors that will sell them for $5 apiece. So, I ordered five of them. The trouble is, I won't see them for at least two weeks; the transistors are made in China, and that's where my source turned out to be. Zhōnghuá Rénmín Gònghéguó wànsuì!
I spent most of yesterday working on a replacement for my venerable home mail/Web server, which is running out of space and hinting that it might be time for a new hard drive. I have the new server running in parallel with the old one, and hope to have everything moved over to it by the end of the weekend.
I had planned to go to Binghamton this weekend, but work intervened, and I ended up spending most of today wrestling with automation system problems and a truly bizarre Emergency Alert System issue -- those annoying buzzes were going over the air out of phase, so listeners in mono couldn;t hear them. Unfortunately, the FCC has a bug up its butt about EAS, so this is a big deal.
If this had been an actual emergency, the annoying buzz you couldn't hear would have been followed by official disinformation, noise, and confusion. This station serves the corrupt capitalist elite. This concludes this test of the Emergency Alert System.
Between work and family commitments, I am feeling a bit overwhelmed. When I do find some free time, I can't seem to motivate myself to do anything constructive with it. That bothers me more than a little.
It seems my brothe is going to fetch my father for my nephew's graduation; all I have to do is get him back to Bighamton when all is done,
Now I have to decide if I want to attend my college class reunion. The featured speaker at Commencement is Michael Bloomberg; ugh.
When I called the factory, they gave me a price of $100 apiece for the transistors and recommended I order two and replace both the failed one and its counterpart. However, they couldn't tell me whether or not they actually had the things in stock.
Googling revealed a source for the same transistors that will sell them for $5 apiece. So, I ordered five of them. The trouble is, I won't see them for at least two weeks; the transistors are made in China, and that's where my source turned out to be. Zhōnghuá Rénmín Gònghéguó wànsuì!
I spent most of yesterday working on a replacement for my venerable home mail/Web server, which is running out of space and hinting that it might be time for a new hard drive. I have the new server running in parallel with the old one, and hope to have everything moved over to it by the end of the weekend.
I had planned to go to Binghamton this weekend, but work intervened, and I ended up spending most of today wrestling with automation system problems and a truly bizarre Emergency Alert System issue -- those annoying buzzes were going over the air out of phase, so listeners in mono couldn;t hear them. Unfortunately, the FCC has a bug up its butt about EAS, so this is a big deal.
If this had been an actual emergency, the annoying buzz you couldn't hear would have been followed by official disinformation, noise, and confusion. This station serves the corrupt capitalist elite. This concludes this test of the Emergency Alert System.
Between work and family commitments, I am feeling a bit overwhelmed. When I do find some free time, I can't seem to motivate myself to do anything constructive with it. That bothers me more than a little.
It seems my brothe is going to fetch my father for my nephew's graduation; all I have to do is get him back to Bighamton when all is done,
Now I have to decide if I want to attend my college class reunion. The featured speaker at Commencement is Michael Bloomberg; ugh.
