Tommyrot, that whole post means almost nothing to me, but then the last sentence sounds awfully cool, so....yay?

Heh. Basically, I'm attaching a laser and camera to some motors to allow a $25 computer to scan left and right and up and down across an object to acquire 3-D data.

The laser and camera together can determine the distance to something at any point in time by using parallax. Doing this a bunch of times as the scanner moves around produces the 3-D image.

Let me know when you can 3-D print me a Winchester, okay?

Well, I would need a 3-D digital model of a Winchester. Or else kidnap one and laser-scan him myself.

Let me know when you can 3-D print me a Winchester, okay?

Ohhhh, this would fit perfect in my craft room! Winchesters are always welcome.

Oh, and on that thought, K-Bug and the bf have found a place and officially move on the 15th. I expect a roller-coaster of emotions over the next few weeks.

Or else kidnap one and laser-scan him myself.

I'm not saying I want to be part of committing any crimes, but if I should drop by during the...data collection process, would that go amiss?

I have laid myself out there as responsible for the fuckup yesterday (one of those buck passing things--I haven't asked any of the people who were supposed to have done stuff why they didn't--it's on me to be totally sure they did at the time, plus test more--lesson learnt), and still not gotten chewed out for it. I think I may escape with a stern glance from my management, but there's a review meeting tomorrow morning, and the hardasses will flay me alive.

As a business analyst, the short version of my job is to represent IT to the business users, and represent the business users to IT, but I live on the IT side. My primary business users are IT in all but name, since they manage the websites and do extensive JavaScript coding of a lot of nifty functionality. So they're both understanding and demanding in similar amounts.

Business just told me they're escalating over my head to my boss and manager--not because of anything I've done wrong, but because we as a group aren't inspiring confidence.

Sigh. That call took an hour, and just two minutes to harbinge to my manager. I wish I disagreed with the business, but as noted, in the end I'm IT, and that's where group loyalties (and paycheques) lie. I used to be part of a much more productive team that solved their issues, and recently, the past almost year, we've done jackSHIT outside the two big projects I dragged to completion. They have every right to be disgruntled and worried.

I don't know much about big-r relationships, but professionally I feel that matching urgencies is one of the simplest things you can do to improve a situation. I swear I read about this in a Scientology article, but I got to the conclusion independent of Xenu's enemies.

It's just...if they have every right to feel this is urgent, don't be overly laid back. There's inspiring confidence and calming them down, but there's also looking like you either don't get it or don't give a fuck. And I feel we've been doing the latter when we should have been doing the former.

Let them know you empathise! And then take them where you need to be. None of us are in a position to yell "There's no crying in development!"

::ugh::

Maybe I should take lunch and doodle.

if I should drop by during the...data collection process, would that go amiss?

Back off, lady. Unless you are in fact aiding and abetting the ... data collection. Then, let me know what I can do to help!

Taking lunch and doodling sounds good. I took lunch and read some internets.

I ate lunch while on a conference call (I'm on mute). They are still yammering on. I think we are past the point where they needed me, but there hasn't been a gracious place for me to step away.

Migraine Chocolate

Translation:

"Migraine Chocolate, works safely with migraine, fatigue, lassitude and headaches."

Apparently a real product back in 1900.

"Migraine Chocolate, works safely with migraine, fatigue, lassitude and headaches."

I suppose the Ministry of Magic wouldn't let them put "For Use After Dementor Encounters" on it.

I'm sorry for your loss, Suzi. She sounds like a lovely lady.

I left a kinda sick kid at home instead of sending her to school. No fever, but a bit of a cough and clearly congested. Cody, who stayed with her, thinks we should have sent her anyway seeing as it didn't blossom into the full-blown ick that's been going around. But what if it had?

I supposed if I had been the one to stay home from work I'd be inclined to think we should have sent her.

I want to "Like" Jilli's post.