Catching up.
Feb. 14th, 2004 10:15 pmWow. It's been nearly a week since I posted, and I'm only posting now because I'm taking time away from other things I should be doing. Lessee
Monday I went and voted. Seems so far away now. I turned out I didn't need my voter registration card--I was on the rolls and only had to show ID. So when I got home I called Kip at work and told him he could vote after all, despite not having been able to track down his card. H was so pleased he came straight home from work to do it. Then we went out for pizza to celebrate. :-)
Good things have been happening at work--the crystals that haven't been diffracting turned out to do really well if we just added more salt. Go figure. I'd been thinking that was our most promising avenue for a while, because the one time I'd seen diffraction spots at all was when we added extra salt. So I was quite pleased when I went downstairs Friday morning to see how the night's collection had gone and found spots. Ranks and ranks of spots. Not a paltry dozen or two, like I'd seen before, but hundreds of them. The boss was so psyched he had me take a picture and put it in the grant he was writing.
The down side of this was that it meant lots more work for me--he wanted me to start a full data collection on the best of my crystals at the end of the day. Unfortunately I don't know how to do that--and the program would let me collect all the data I wanted, as long as the crystal was rotated 90 degrees between each one. But I didn't want it to go 90 degrees; I wanted it to go 1 degree each time and collect 90 pictures. Nobody was left in the lab to help me; I wound up calling one of my colleagues at home to talk me through it--we must have spent an hour on it and couldn't get it to work, and by the time I went home it was 10:30 at night.
And it looks like we have synchrotron beam time in March--the Monday before Galacticon, actually. So I'll be putting in a lot of extra hours trying to get crystals ready to put on the beam. Which is a good thing in some ways, because after I come back from the synchrotron I'll be able to take a lot of time off to make up the hours. If I can get enough comp time built up maybe I can go to FilkOntario too. :-)
I have been doing some parting work on the Echo's Children website, which Callie will be taking over. Kip introduced me to the global find and replace function in Dreamweaver--which made it a lot easier than it might have been, though still not exactly easy. You can do a lot of damage with that thing if you don't think through what you're doing. It took me most of the afternoon, but I'm done. I think.
It has been a great Valentine's day. I never used to think all that much about Valentines until Kip and I got together--he likes to observe it. And I freely admit I don't *mind* being given chocolates and taken out to dinner and a play. We went to see Twelfth Night, put on by the Carson-Newman drama department. I wore my Good Dress (my wedding dress), warmed up (the wedding was in August) by silk long underwear of the same color and a lovely velvety shawl our landlord let me have that used to belong to his late mother. I feel like a queen in that dress.
Monday I went and voted. Seems so far away now. I turned out I didn't need my voter registration card--I was on the rolls and only had to show ID. So when I got home I called Kip at work and told him he could vote after all, despite not having been able to track down his card. H was so pleased he came straight home from work to do it. Then we went out for pizza to celebrate. :-)
Good things have been happening at work--the crystals that haven't been diffracting turned out to do really well if we just added more salt. Go figure. I'd been thinking that was our most promising avenue for a while, because the one time I'd seen diffraction spots at all was when we added extra salt. So I was quite pleased when I went downstairs Friday morning to see how the night's collection had gone and found spots. Ranks and ranks of spots. Not a paltry dozen or two, like I'd seen before, but hundreds of them. The boss was so psyched he had me take a picture and put it in the grant he was writing.
The down side of this was that it meant lots more work for me--he wanted me to start a full data collection on the best of my crystals at the end of the day. Unfortunately I don't know how to do that--and the program would let me collect all the data I wanted, as long as the crystal was rotated 90 degrees between each one. But I didn't want it to go 90 degrees; I wanted it to go 1 degree each time and collect 90 pictures. Nobody was left in the lab to help me; I wound up calling one of my colleagues at home to talk me through it--we must have spent an hour on it and couldn't get it to work, and by the time I went home it was 10:30 at night.
And it looks like we have synchrotron beam time in March--the Monday before Galacticon, actually. So I'll be putting in a lot of extra hours trying to get crystals ready to put on the beam. Which is a good thing in some ways, because after I come back from the synchrotron I'll be able to take a lot of time off to make up the hours. If I can get enough comp time built up maybe I can go to FilkOntario too. :-)
I have been doing some parting work on the Echo's Children website, which Callie will be taking over. Kip introduced me to the global find and replace function in Dreamweaver--which made it a lot easier than it might have been, though still not exactly easy. You can do a lot of damage with that thing if you don't think through what you're doing. It took me most of the afternoon, but I'm done. I think.
It has been a great Valentine's day. I never used to think all that much about Valentines until Kip and I got together--he likes to observe it. And I freely admit I don't *mind* being given chocolates and taken out to dinner and a play. We went to see Twelfth Night, put on by the Carson-Newman drama department. I wore my Good Dress (my wedding dress), warmed up (the wedding was in August) by silk long underwear of the same color and a lovely velvety shawl our landlord let me have that used to belong to his late mother. I feel like a queen in that dress.