Monday, July 09, 2007

I-580 Reconstruction Video Project

Face it - I push Proshow to the limits. Even their customer support people say so. I originally wanted to build Greg's photo documentation into one continuous show but the program could not hold and swap a slideshow of over 3,000 images. So I had to break it down - Bent Cap (500+ slides), Setting Steel (494+ slides), Lost Deck & Rebar (1,500+ slides), Deck Pour (500+ slides). Then I added a Credits (less than 100 slides).

As it turned out, it was easier to manage them individually. But how to make them play as if they were one show was another issue. Customer support said I could set the last slide of each show to "play next show". Same problem - too large a swap file - and the program would crash.

I tried another suggestion, to use the "play all" button, then list them individually on a second menu page. That sort of worked but the navigation on the second page was sloppy and unpredictable.

This morning I ended up rendering each show into an mpg file, but now I'm wondering if an avi would be better (have to check that). I created a new slideshow and dropped each file into a slide and now they transition from one to another as if one show.

Keep your fingers crossed, I hope this works!

Wednesday, January 11, 2006

Those I Love

So much has happened since I last wrote. For starters, my husband left the first week of October to take a job in Antarctica (March of the Penguins) as a crane operator for 5 months. When he applied for the position, he said it was an adventure of a lifetime and I said "then you should go" even though it meant he would be gone for our birthdays (a day apart), our wedding anniversary (the day between our birthdays), Thanksgiving, Christmas and Valentine's Day. He has sent me some amazing pictures and recently started posting a day-by-day entry of life at the bottom of the world, complete with pictures that you can see and read about on Ice: My life on Ice. This picture is from "Happy Campers" (survival training). That's him posing in front of the igloo he and two of his buddies built.

It's been lonely without him but I have been coping. It left me with more time to spend with my mom who was sick and in the hospital since 27 September. Monday through Friday I would leave the office by 1pm and head to the hospital so we could eat together, keep her company and give my stepdad a break. He would come back by 8-9pm so I could go home to take care of my two dogs and cat, go through the paperwork I brought home from the office, take a call from my husband, and finally get a little shut eye. 6am the next morning I'd be back at the office until it was time to leave for hospital again.

The weekends were long. Saturday at hospital by 9am. Home by 10pm. Sunday, Qigong class at 8am, then back to hospital until evening. On the weekends, Dad took the opportunity to take care of the things that had to be done - bills, grocery shopping, laundry, etc., but he always came back to spend the night with mom.

27 October. Mom came came home. It was my birthday and was the best present I could have. She was more comfortable and it was also a little easier knowing she was home. I would bring along one of the dogs to visit with her. I cooked, we talked, laughed, shared secrets, hopes and dreams. She told me the story of when I was born.

For two weeks, we tried to get back to a normal life. Mom seemed to be doing better but she was tired. Her meds were taking their toll, dialysis now almost impossible. Dad had her rushed
back to the hospital. After lapsing into unconsciousness, two code blues, a consultation with the doctors and three phone calls from my husband, Dad and I agreed to take mom off the respirator. Twenty-three minutes later she died with the two of us by her side.

On that day, I became a grownup.