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For my New Year's Eve, I worked tech at Little Red Studio. At the rehersal the night before, I got the impression that there was only one musical number. I was wrong. When I got there at call last night, I learned there was an entire program to run, before the band played. And then, right before the show, half of the audio banks crashed. Nothing like chasing wires in the dark on a deadline... But we made it work, and only a few small glitches during the show itself.

I was luckyer than the tech crew doing the fireworks at the Space Needle. At quarter-to, the studio emptied out onto the sidewalks, so we all could watch that show. And it was pretty obvious that crew there was having problems. But still, once they got it going, it was fun to watch from so close.

I comp'ed in [livejournal.com profile] gipsieee, and showed her some behind-the-scenes, both at the Sunday night rehersal, and then during the show itself.

The band was "The Nasty Habits", a pretty good girl glam band, where all the girls were TVs.

Our guests and audience were pretty good. We had a full house, over 200 people, and most all of them were wonderfully dressed.

During my breaks from the audio boards, I spent time with my date, and circulated with the guests, and ran around cleaning up, squelching cameras, and heading off small disasters.

It was fun! :)
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Sunday. Travel.

Immediately after getting out of bed, I packed. Enough for just a couple of days, and I wore "nicer" slacks and a shirt, because wearing them was easier than packing. Reinflated the tire (I really must get that fixed when I return), and then Bethieee and I went to The Globe for breakfast with Adrianne.

The owner was in a mood, probably because of going out of business. Often the food was pretty good, and it did the whole woo-woo hippy vegan niche well, but... often they were out of stuff on the menu, they took the concept of "slow food" a little too literally, and owner and staff were often rather, unprofessional. So it's not a huge surprise, but I hope something fills the niche.

The ground approach to the airport was pretty backed up. So we "cheated" a bit, and went to Arrivals instead of Departures. Much less backed up, and all I had to do was jump out, and then walk up two flights of escalators. No problem.

SWA is trying something new with their boarding process, with numbers, instead of just ABC groups. I don't think it's very effective, it didn't board the plane any faster, and the ground crew had to keep explaining it.

The flight was uneventful. I fell asleep before takeoff, and woke up just before landing. My pickup was my brother [livejournal.com profile] pheonix_jade, on Holiday leave from the Army, with his lovely wife [livejournal.com profile] hearts_treasure riding shotgun, and my sister [livejournal.com profile] jatg and her gf [livejournal.com profile] clymerchick riding in the back seat.

My parents' home smelled of baking bread. Rocking back and forth in the kitchen there were 3 breadmachines, churning out the loaves. My parents give a loaf of bread to each of their neighbors each year.

That evening, we went to my mom's sister's home, to swap presents and socialize. Had a geeky conversation with my cousin Galen. He's an admin for the A/V network that links up all the Utah schools. It used to be this complex telco-like A/V distribution system, but now it's all just IP everywhere. MPEG4 over IP, SIP over IP, and just regular IP. Mostly they own their network all the way down to the metal, with leased dark fiber and, where necessary, their own microwave links. They use a lot of MySQL, so we swapped business cards.

That night, I stayed up way too late chatting with people back home.

Monday. Christmas Eve Day.

The annual drive down to Springfield for Christmas Eve with my nieces and nephews got canceled, as the kids had bad chickenpox and my sister [livejournal.com profile] wyckhurst just had run out of time to get ready, what with sick kids and an exploding business (The Good Mama, go shop there today!).

And it's just as well, because that afternoon it started snowing and blowing. Not the hardest I've seen, but still, not to drive in if it can be avoided. Over the day, my dad&mom, and Lma&Annette, and Jett&Lis dashed in and out on shopping errands, racing the snowfall.

We all sat down for a lovely filling turkey dinner. My brother Brent joined us as well, having fought the roads and the lack of snowplows down from Ogden.

We all watched the new Futurama movie, and it was surprisingly good.

I stayed up late into the night, hacking, and cursing at the MySQL build process and the documentation.

Tuesday. Christmas Day.

After breakfast, we all sat down and exchanged presents. I got toe socks, a bag of forest camo pattern hershey kisses, a warm red scarf made out of a very soft lofted microfiber called "minky", a Borders gift card, and a card from my parents with some dead presidents.

Other cool presents: My dad got from Lma a tie made from digital camo material. (He collects and wears ties that evoke his kids, kids-in-law, and things and places that are important to him.) He also got a great quilt from my mom. Lis got from Lma a pair of digital camo combat uniform pants, in the smallest shortest size the Army provisions. They fit perfectly, and will be great climbing pants. Jett got for them a huge sheepskin rug. It's Very Nice. Jett gave necklaces to my mom and to Annette, that are tough enough to be around kids. (My mom volunteers in the church nursery, and Annette works at a daycare.)

And the day isn't over yet...
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Happy Imperialist Conquest of the Peace-Loving Gaia-Worshiping Indiginous Peoples Day!

Christmas

Dec. 26th, 2006 11:17 am
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Christmas Eve Day was Sunday. That afternoon I dressed up some, while the rest of my family got into "Sunday clothes", and we (Mom ([livejournal.com profile] wurtmann), Dad, myself, LMA ([livejournal.com profile] pheonix_jade), Jett ([livejournal.com profile] jatg), and Lisa ([livejournal.com profile] clymerchick)) headed down to my parents' assigned LDS chapel. We stayed for the first hour of services, a series of musical performances, ended with a surprisingly well done chorus and audience together rendition of the Hallelujah Chorus from Handel's Messiah.

I enjoyed it, but I would have enjoyed it more if my constant headache hadn't decided to really flare up. I was very glad to get to the bottle of analgesic when we got back to my parent's house.

After that we headed down to Springville to my sister's place. We have had a xmas eve dinner party there every year for many years now.

While heading down the freeway, with Jett in her car in front of us, one of her tires suddenly went flat. Apparently it was one that had just been recently fixed. So she pulled over, and we pulled up behind her, and Dad, LMA, and myself quickly swapped in her spare.

Suzanne ([livejournal.com profile] wyckhurst) and Bill ([livejournal.com profile] sighted) were ready for us. My nieces and nephews were fun and energetic little monkeys. Bill and I talked "shop" a little bit (he works at Novell, he was initimate part of the effort to teach the Open Source Way to the company and its staff, and now he's exasperated and unsure of what happens next). We ate dinner while smelling the wonderful huge pie that Lisa had made baking in Suz's oven. Presents were given, kids where excited, and lots of pictures were taken.




The next day, Christmas, was nice and slow. My brother Brent surprised us by showing up. His schedule had changed for the better, and he wasn't out of town after all. It may be that instead of moving to Seattle, he will be in San Francisco for a few months, working for one of the best tattoo guys on the continent.

In the afternoon, we got together and swapped gifts. Quite a change from the Christmas Days of my childhood, where many of the gifts were from Santa, and the opening of stuff was first thing in the morning.

The presents I gave where a linen chinese cut shirt for Jett, an obscure food processor item for Mom (so she can make salsa with the handcranked food processor), and a handful of truffles for everyone. I got a big candy bar from Brent, and a car survival blanket kit from Mom (a cover made from bright orange denim, stuffed with a fleece and with cool old English hospital wool blanket from the mid-1960s.). The denim and the wool had been weird thriftstore finds.

One of my mom's sisters came over to visit for a while in the evening. It was nice to see them again.


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I watched the Lake Union fireworks while hiking down to Gasworks Park. It was a great show but a huge crowd.

While hiking back to my car (I was wearing my UtiliKilt), I got one "what do you wear under that?" from some guy (the answer is "my boots"), and one whistle and "Nice Legs!" from a girl in a passing car.


Afterwards, I went to [livejournal.com profile] kespernorth and [livejournal.com profile] chemicallace's after-fireworks party.
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The first firecracker of the holidays just went off. Sigh.

My poor cats.
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If I was a decade younger, I would have just stayed up this morning, and gone straight to Pride. But instead, I slept `till 1pm, and made it to the park at 3, where I met up with [livejournal.com profile] omahas, [livejournal.com profile] elfs, Kouryou-chan & Yamaarashi-chan.

Despite missing the parade, and even with the streams of people leaving as I was walking in, it was still a full crowd of interestingly dressed and appearing people.

It was free of MoveOn morons with bullhorns (the people who pissed me off to no-end at Pride a couple of years ago), and I was willing to forgive the Bubble Man his anti-new-housing and his anti-computer-game rants because he was so good at entertaining a crowd of enthusiastically blissed kids with his ersatz bubble makers.

Two hours was just about the right amount of time to spend there.


I met up later with [livejournal.com profile] tygereclipse, and she introduced me to a fun greasy spoon diner on Aurora that is known for good food and take-no-shit staff.

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