Work, work, work
It was quite the laborious weekend. Friday night I was at work until around 7PM for the first stages of a hardware refresh in our office. Roughly 25 systems were being replaced. The only reason I left at 7 was because I had to head home to do prep for the race I was timing Saturday.
So my day of labor on Saturday started at 4:45 AM. This race we used to chip time for years, this was the first time we did not. The reason is the race is entirely run on the beach. Subjecting the timing equipment, computers and timing chips to the elements of the beach is never a good thing. Instead this was timed as a fun run where we have a timing clock at the finish line and people just take a glance as they cross. Chip timing it always seemed like a waste since the distance for the course is not accurate and the terrain makes for times dramatically slower than a runner would normally register anyway.
I used the extra time to put the Phantom up for some more aerial video. I got one of the video files processed and have one to go.
Flying at the beach was a bit more challenging but the Phantom’s amazing stability was able to compensate for the gusty conditions.
I got off site a little before 9AM and headed directly into the office to resume work on the hardware refresh. The crew that remained Friday night did a good job getting all of the new systems physically in place, we now mostly had to do a lot of configuration and testing. It took about 10 and a half hours till we finally had things to a point I declared as good enough. I knew there would be lots of minor tweaking to still be done on Monday but nothing that would prevent clerks from taking care of customers.
On Sunday I would have loved to have a day to chill but there was another front that required work. Although Cindy has been moved in with me for a couple weeks her apartment is not cleaned out by any means. Her daughter still had a ton of stuff there and has not been very diligent with addressing it.
Well she was available yesterday so Cindy and I wanted to not waste that opportunity. We worked mid-morning till late afternoon getting stuff moved around. We made some major headway, getting the majority of the bedroom furniture out and some other items relocated as well.
Unfortunately there is still a lot of things, mostly small things like housewares/clothes to be pulled out of there. The remaining large furniture items are going to wind up going into a yet to be secured storage facility. By the time we got back to the house on Sunday I was beat….
One of the things Cindy brought back from her apartment was an old Keurig machine that she said stopped working. I tesed it out and saw it would not pull water from the reservoir. I pulled the bottom off and looked around but didn’t see any obvious reasons for this. I then followed some steps I found online to prime the machine. After doing this I was able to get it to pull water through the Keurig and dispense it in the cup as it should.
Unfortunately there is an additional problem. I noticed as I was dispensing hot water into the coffee cup a puddle of water was slowly growing from underneath the base. Each time I went through a brew cycle the puddle swelled in size. I noticed on the bottom of the Keurig a small rusty spot, presumably because this problem has been going on for awhile.
A quick search online revealed this is a pretty common issue and is not one that they suggest you try to fix. So the new plan is to call Keurig and see if they will at least give us a deal on a replacement as I heard they will do.
Sunday night Cindy and I finally got to relax and watch a movie. Unfortunately it was a movie that was not very relaxing, The Counselor. It had a very strong cast and was directed by Ridley Scott so I expected a quality film. It was a quality film, it just wasn’t one that would make you feel very good about life. Don’t expect to come away from The Counselor with a spring in your step and a big smile on your face. It’s dark, brutal and in your face. More than likely you will not be very satisfied with the final outcome. The end result did not seem proportionate to the crime. B+