Baggage

Eh, I was supposed to work on the game this weekend but a mounting level of

filled up the two days. Projects have weighted urgency and unfortunately the time had come for polishing the antiques.

I’d promised to restart the old scan section on sevcom.com which is kind of like promising to clean the fridge that broke down 3 years ago, you don’t even want to open it – just nuke the entire folder and start again. The best way is via yet another WordPress install but rather than annoy Stephen I figured out a template and cut n pasted pages for every year. Each page is a bunch of JavaScript droplets where I can load images and make the thumbnails automatically. Some weird stuff with the tool caching wrong pictures but eventually working.

Next problem is that I’d made all the scans into PDF which is sensible in that Acrobat does OCR and adds metadata so a more complex library could be based on searches of the actual text. Overkill for this job but good for possible employment skills. However the PDFs won’t thumbnail and all have to be made into JPEGs. Despite the leap second – by midnight on Sunday I’d only got pages for the first few years, some 90′s stuff and 2010 done. And that’s it for the museum for a while.

Heh, you wish.

The fantiques are the loudest pressure group and would gladly have me do 1982 until death. Scans will need to be renovated at a decent pace to avoid emails with the same tone as your grandma discovering you’re no longer going to church.

Videos are another problem. When moving to Vimeo I made an agreement with Stephen R Jones that I’d work from masters or at least good copies, but there’s not always one available until he’s managed to cut together all the dubs he has on file. Sometimes I get asked why this or that isn’t up and the answer is the YouTube version was off VHS and we’re trying to go back to the original. It takes time. I’ve currently got A Million Angels in my request bin, but no good copy to work with.

Only two weeks ’til term starts again and I get washed under students. Course design is back on the agenda, as is the damn annual exhibition. This was a year where I was supposed to take it easy. All this workaholic stuff must mean I have some kind of psychological