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Photoshop frustrations!
Actually, it’s my own damn fault.

As you might know, I’m the webmaster for ScubaDoRag™.com. Every so often Susan (aka CoCoCheznaynay), the creator of said DoRags, sends me a new postcard. She has just finished a new one. I’ve created a series of Photoshop actions to handle creation of the sprite that shows the corresponding DoRag depending on which fabric you mouse over. It makes life so much easier. Well, here I am on this fabulous new 15” MBP. As you might also know Adobe Photoshop isn’t yet a Universal Binary. I’m using CS under Rosetta. At any rate. I googled for file locations so I could transfer over my patterns and actions from the Photoshop stored on my old computer. Adobe tells you that patterns live in
Preferences/Adobe\ Photoshop\ CS\ Settings/Patterns.psp
and that actions live
~/Library/Preferences/Adobe\ Photoshop\ CS\ Settings/Actions\ Palette.psp.
Unfortunately, this isn’t the case. They really live here:
/Applications/Adobe\ Photoshop\ CS/Presets/Patterns/myPatterns.pat
and
/Applications/Adobe\ Photoshop\ CS/Presets/Photoshop\ Actions/myActions.atn.
Big difference. This location sucks in my opinion. Whenever I want to install something on a new computer, I like to do it from the original installation disk; as I did in the case of this here new laptop. I then move mail, music, photos, etc. from the old computer. So you can see the problem. This method doesn’t help with actions and patterns. In order to make room for another project, I deleted the Applications folder from my old drive; thus destroying myActions.atn and myPatterns.pat. Fortunately, I had an older backup and have installed them. Whew. This took me a long time and caused much cursing and smoking of cigarettes.

I finally have these things restored and can actually get to work. Hopefully, in addition to being a native Intel app, PS CS3 will allow for a more commodious location for actions and patterns. In the meantime, problem solved and I can finally get to work. I hope someone finds this useful and avoids all the hunting around.

Wachovia Profits From Your Misfortune

The average overdraft fee last year was $27.40, according to Bankrate.com. In annual percentage terms, that amounts to a median interest rate of more than 20,000 percent on overdrawn debit-card purchases, according to the study, which looked at the overdraft fees that banks and credit unions charge and analyzed 8,527 overdraft transactions…
Industry experts say overdraft fees are the biggest single source of fee income in retail banking. U.S. consumers pay $10.3 billion annually in overdraft charges, about $7.3 billion of which comes from “chronic borrowers living on the margins,” according to the report. Further, these borrowers are more likely than other bank customers to be single, non-white and renters rather than homeowners.

http://www.newsobserver.com/666/story/536351.html
More:
Debit-Card-Danger-report.pdf

Wayne Dyer

When I was little, I would marvel at the size of my parent’s book collection. There were concrete block and shelving board stacks all the way up to the ceiling or stretched along a long hallway, depending on where we were living. One of the books that caught my eye was Your Erroneous Zones by Wayne Dyer. As my vocabulary was growing, and because of the picture on the cover, I always believed the title was “Your Erogenous Zones”. I thought this was one of the books, off limits to me.

Jason Crawford, mi primer hermano, told me about one of the books he was reading called, The Power of Intention. I heard him. He likes motivational books, or at least he has pointed me to several over the years. I’m kinda hung up about books like this. I’ve always thought of them as offering panacea’s to folks who want to improve their circumstances; who doesn’t? Nice work if you can get it.
Jason’s living in San Francisco, so far, my favorite American city (I haven’t been everywhere). He rents construction equipment to contractors. We’ve been talking about the recent downturn in my fortunes, not asked back to GHP, Wachovia raping me to the tune of over a thousand dollars, uncertainty about what the hell I’m doing with my life, etc. It hasn’t been all bad lately, but I’ll get to that shortly. It seems to me that the thing that most disturbs Jason about me, and others closest to him, is folks wanting things and not taking any action towards achieving them; for example, ‘I’m fat, I want to be skinny. Could you pass me the bacon?’ ‘I’m poor. Yes, I’ll have my usual, the venti no-whip mocha.’ That sort of thing. It’s infuriating to him that otherwise smart people behave this way.

So after listening to me prattle on about what’s going wrong in my life, Jason will give me examples from whatever he’s reading. So, back to this book, The Power of Intention. Jason sent me a copy. I’m only on page 34. I’m usually a fast reader, but I’m taking my time with this one. My first impression is getting over the word, ‘intention’; good intentions being the road to hell and all. I don’t fashion myself particularly religious, but I’ve had several examples of the divine showing up repeatedly in my life and I’m not one to ignore these types of things. I don’t think Mr. Dyer’s a heretic, any more than I am, anyway. Lord help me. I just have to replace ‘intention’ with ‘holy-spirit’. I believe it’s all the same thing, though I still think the word choice is unfortunate. So, after jumping that hurtle, the book reading is going well and most of what I’ve read is right on the money. In fact a lot of what I’m reading is what I teach my students about mastering ballet.
With all of this in mind, I’m convinced that despite of the bad things that have been in my life, I’m really on the right path. I only need to focus on doing what I know I’m supposed to, teach ballet, do the computer thing, and be a good husband and father. There are plenty of areas in each of these categories that need improvement on my part. I do think, however, that when I’m calm and confident I can be open to attracting more good things. Since I’ve started talking to Jason about this book, here are some things that have happened:

  • I’ve admitted that I’m at a loss with the DVD thing, and I’ve enlisted help to get that accomplished.
  • Two of my students from last summer have been accepted into major summer programs this summer.
  • Two of my classes at a competition school ranked first place in their most recent competition; with special recognition of
    their ballet technique.
  • One of my students from last summer was the lead in a production of “Thoroughly Modern Millie”, I can’t really take credit
    for this as he’s just really talented.
  • Zanne has finally added me to the ranks of teachers at the Augusta Ballet School, and by all accounts finds that I’m good at
    it.
  • I’ve added two new web clients with one on the way.
  • I’m learning the 3D tool, ‘Blender‘. Which is going slow because my eight-year-old
    computer can’t run it.
  • The client I’m doing the most for lately has helped me purchase a new MacBook Pro.
  • The above client, recognizing my constant difficulty with money, has helped me purchase said MacBook Pro without endangering
    my precarious finances.
  • I’ve made a new friend at ‘my office’, George. He’s a great guy, if a little demanding of my attention while I hammer away
    behind the keyboard here.
  • I’m getting more time with Tess. Since I’m only going out of town once every two weeks, and not overnight, I’m able to be
    around more. We even made sugar cookies from scratch the other day that turned out very tasty, if I do say so.
  • Tam and I aren’t fighting as much.
  • I’m finally addressing the problem with my back that’s been causing me pain since May of last year.

End of recent blessing count. I could go on, but you get the idea. Simply shutting up and paying a little more attention to all of the good that’s happening to me, around me, and through me to other folks is, well, a good thing.
I need to get back to it. I’m upgrading an installation of Zen Cart, ‘in 3 easy steps’ uh, well, not so easy; but, that’s another story for another day.

Comcast sucks.

My chat with Comcast
Thank you for contacting Comcast….I will be happy to assist you today. May I have your name please?
Benjamin Westafer
Hello Benjamin, how can I assist you with your troubleshooting issue tonight?
There have been some really strong winds today and the cable is completely out.
Oh no, that’s not good at all! I will see what I can do James! [?]
For security purposes…
blah blah blah blah
Thank you, James [Argh.]
np
How are you related to the account holder Benjamin? [?!]
My full name is James Benjamin Westafer
I go by Benjie
just to confuse everyone
Alrighty!
lol sounds fun!
The closet available date I have Benjamin [! finally!] is Wednesday between 2-7. Is this convenient for you?
[I’m about to jump through the screen.]
Did you receive my last message?
Please don’t take this personally, but you guys sure spend a lot of money putting down satellite’s environmental vulnerability only to ask me to be on call for five hours after making me wait 18
whatever, I guess I have no choice
I could look for another date and time if you would rather James [?!!]
I’m sorry to be rude, but my service from Comcast has been a dissapointment from the beginning.
I’ll take tomorrow

These guys are a joke. The only thing they have going for them is on demand. I’m just about ready to fire them. I have stuff to do tomorrow. I can’t just hang out for five hours waiting for them to come by. It’s ridiculous; especially since they are going to want to come inside the house, when obviously the problem is outside. They are becoming the company I hate.

Sick Computer

OK 2006 GHP’ers. My literally melted ATI card’s replacement will be picked up sometime after 5:00pm today. I have to install it and install Motion and set to work finishing up the DVD.
Barring any trouble I should have your job-ending DVD out the door by the end of this week. I’m not bitter. Really. 🙂

Spam

Can someone explain to me why people who make spam with subjects like:

And heal on dry land mourneth, and went, up out of Gomorrah:

think, after offending me, that I will respond with anything other than reporting the message as spam and deleting it?
Argh!

What Adobe won’t tell you.

/* Begin Insomnia Induced Rant */
 
OK, so I spoke a little too soon. The big computer isn’t completely dead. I will not be able to use Motion until I can get a replacement video card. That’s not as bad as trying to come up with $4500. I was able to dig up the old 64mb video card and so far so good.
 
During the process of figuring out what the hell was going wrong, I somehow corrupted the direcotry information on the boot volume. I let DiskWarrior work on it for about 30 hours. In that time it found 4, count ’em, 4 overlapped files. I’m glad I stopped there because I realized the problem was the broken fan on the Radeon’s heatsink.
 
OK, so after replacing the card, I re-installed the ATA133 controller PCI card, loaded the boot volume in an enclosure, put it on Tam’s iMac and put TechToolPro 4 on it. TechTool wasn’t able to fix the problems, but it was able to get it to mount. So, I then started copying stuff over the network. Thank goodness for Cat-5e and a Gigabit switch!! I have held on to most of the install disks and have a serial number program that I mostly keep up to date. I’m only installing the essential things while I’m limping. As you might imagine, Photoshop is probably the most important.
 
So, I copy Photoshop over, including every file I can find in the Volume Library and the Home Directory Library. I repair permissions, restart and launch PhotoShop. Uh oh. There’s a problem with a missing file in the Application Support folder (never mind that I used ditto). OK, so I guess I need to reinstall Photoshop. I bought it as a download, and Adobe’s still working on integrating the Adobe store and the Macromedia Store; time to sit on hold.
 
51 minutes of Kenny G later, I’m talking to someone. They help me to the download area but warn me that if I don’t have the serial number from the original installation (my version of CS2 was an upgrade from version 7 Educational), the installer will crap out. There is no way for him to find the older version. Here’s what I found out and he didn’t tell me.
Should this happen to you (I’m going to assume that you’ve paid for your original version and the serial number is legit) go here:
 
<Macintosh HD>/Library/Application\ Support/Adobe/Adobe\ Registration\ Database

 
Open this in your favorite text editor and you’ll see something like the following:
 

[Illustrator 10.0]
SERIAL=1XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
[Photoshop 7.0]
SERIAL=XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
[Photoshop 8.0]
PRODREG=ADBE
SERIAL=XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
[User]
COMPAN=bitterballerina.com
COMPANY_UTF8=bitterballerina.com
NAME=Benjamin Westafer
NAME_UTF8=Benjamin Westafer
[Adobe Reader 7.0]
EPIC_EULA_DATE=-1108471076l
EPIC_EULA_LANG=0
EPIC_EULA_AGREED=accept
EPIC_VERSION=7.0.0
EPIC_APP=Adobe Reader 7.0

You didn’t think I’d show the numbers!
 
So, either this tech support guy didn’t know about this or believed I was full of shit and had a pirated original version and he wouldn’t be authorized to give out this information. So, there you go. I suspect Adobe will team up with M$ to make you submit a cotton swab before you can be granted a license.
 
Don’t misunderstand, I realize that Adobe and any other software vendor has a right to protect themselves from pirates. Still, it sucks that these guys can’t find a way for you to communicate with them without there being this implicit lack of trust. I really think it has to do with Software vendors having no appreciation of how much software costs. In general, I think we American’s don’t understand the price of things. At any rate, $699.99 is a lot of money to me. If I spend this amount to purchase your software, I expect you to assume that I’m legitimate and help me get up and running; instead of give me a bullshit story about how I’ll need to find the original box or buy a new version.
I hope someone who needs that one file finds it here. Again, I do not advocate stealing software. Indeed, lately I’ve been on a Linux kick where this kind of crap simply doesn’t exist. (There’s worlds of other crap, but you always learn something useful…)

 
/* End Insomnia Induced Rant */