It may well have been a bug, but it fixed itself (with a little help from 12seconds.tv).
I finally got a response from Skype customer support - 3 days later. The first part simply reiterated the Skype site's FAQ. Not helpful. The second part recommended third party software, which I was definitely willing to try. So that was helpful.
But when I looked at Options/Video in Skype again, I was able to see two different webcams and choose the Veo.
What happened?
Well, in the meantime, I had posted my first video to 12seconds.tv using the Veo webcam. So what must have happened is that using the Veo in another application "woke up" Skype, allowing it to see the Veo.
Huh. I'd say that's a bug.
But it's fixed now, and I'm glad.
When Skype sent me a questionnaire about customer service, I explained the whole thing, hoping it'll help another lost soul.
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
New Skype version is annoying me - can't change default webcam
Grr. I had Skype working just fine with my ooooooold Veo webcam, but nooooooo, then I had to download the new version. And selecting a default webcam NO LONGER WORKS. They didn't include that feature in this new version. Grr. I have a support call in, but I suspect this is a bug they'll have to fix in a new release.
More on Uncle Ron
He died March 14, in the early afternoon. I had been going to see him, but I was a week late. I'm glad I talked with him before he went.
I kind of knew it would happen - when cancer blows up that fast and big, it's pretty much over. He spent the last days reviewing his life, talking to people from the past.
Thankfully, his brother made it there the day before he died.
It really hasn't hit me yet. I think I have a huge callus over my heart. I can't take in any more grief right now. Full up.
I kind of knew it would happen - when cancer blows up that fast and big, it's pretty much over. He spent the last days reviewing his life, talking to people from the past.
Thankfully, his brother made it there the day before he died.
It really hasn't hit me yet. I think I have a huge callus over my heart. I can't take in any more grief right now. Full up.
Monday, March 9, 2009
Uncle Ron Update
He does not have cancer in his brain. But he has a huge mass in his abdomen, spreading from his kidneys. It's inoperable, untreatable. So he's back in his house, hospice will be coming, and now we just wait.
Friday, March 6, 2009
Last.fm is feeding my Billie Holliday addiction
She has the best phrasing, EVER. Also on this station is Carmen MacRae, Sarah Vaughn (another favorite of mine), and Aretha. Boy, I cannot remember how I got here. Whatever it was, I was brilliant, then matched in brilliance by last.fm's algorithms.
Ah, I remember - I got here via Etta James. Love her!
Mortality
My little girl turned 7 yesterday. We had an ice cream cake and a friend of hers over - it was a lot of fun. In the middle of it, I thought, "You made it to 7! Yay!" Because, of course, her older brother didn't.
My Uncle Ron, who has prostate cancer, is in bad shape. He and his wife Cassie live in Crawford, NE. My parents moved there to be closer to them; he's my mom's brother. Since I was in college, I've viewed Ron and Cassie as another set of parents, and they've viewed me and my siblings as their kids. When we saw him in November, he was thin but doing okay. Now, he's lost 40 pounds, Cassie tells me. And he's in a lot of pain. So he's in the hospital, waiting for the results of an MRI. The fear is that the cancer has spread to his brain.
Thinking back to my pastor, Bob Scholz, who died of a brain tumor, I realize that my uncle has some of the same symptoms he had. Memory issues, mostly.
So I don't know. It could also be an infection. The MRI and CT scans will let us know more info.
My sister flew out there this morning. I just don't feel I can go. I spoke with both Ron and Cass yesterday, and will continue to call them. My husband Rick will be out of town (in sunny San Diego - the Coronado, no less!) starting Monday, so I would have to take Julia with me, and I just can't see having her see someone else die. David at least looked and acted fairly normal right up until he died. And he was home. And she was only 3, so really pretty unaware of what was going on. It's very different for a 7 year old. And to go to a hospital - I don't know.
Julia's birthday party is tomorrow - 12 girls beading mobiles - and Aunt Julie will not be there. I told J that Aunt Julie was going to visit Uncle Ron because he was sick and in the hospital. She nodded. Then a few minutes later she asked, "Why can't Aunt Julie come to my party?" I said, "Because, frankly, she thinks Uncle Ron is going to die, and if she doesn't go now, she won't be able to see him again." Julia asked, "Is he going to die?" I said, "I don't know, honey. We're trying to figure out what's wrong with him."
That's the best I can do right now.
I heard from a friend of mine that her boss's daughter has a malignant brain tumor. I of course sent lots of advice, including the thought that just because we had an unhappy ending doesn't mean they will.
When I told Rick and Julie, Julie gasped. And I said, "We're going to hear more of this kind of thing than other people, because of who we are and what we've gone through."
And I am honored to hear from people dealing with cancer. Anything I can do to help navigate these shoals, that's what I want to do.
Cancer, cancer, cancer. It sucks.
My Uncle Ron, who has prostate cancer, is in bad shape. He and his wife Cassie live in Crawford, NE. My parents moved there to be closer to them; he's my mom's brother. Since I was in college, I've viewed Ron and Cassie as another set of parents, and they've viewed me and my siblings as their kids. When we saw him in November, he was thin but doing okay. Now, he's lost 40 pounds, Cassie tells me. And he's in a lot of pain. So he's in the hospital, waiting for the results of an MRI. The fear is that the cancer has spread to his brain.
Thinking back to my pastor, Bob Scholz, who died of a brain tumor, I realize that my uncle has some of the same symptoms he had. Memory issues, mostly.
So I don't know. It could also be an infection. The MRI and CT scans will let us know more info.
My sister flew out there this morning. I just don't feel I can go. I spoke with both Ron and Cass yesterday, and will continue to call them. My husband Rick will be out of town (in sunny San Diego - the Coronado, no less!) starting Monday, so I would have to take Julia with me, and I just can't see having her see someone else die. David at least looked and acted fairly normal right up until he died. And he was home. And she was only 3, so really pretty unaware of what was going on. It's very different for a 7 year old. And to go to a hospital - I don't know.
Julia's birthday party is tomorrow - 12 girls beading mobiles - and Aunt Julie will not be there. I told J that Aunt Julie was going to visit Uncle Ron because he was sick and in the hospital. She nodded. Then a few minutes later she asked, "Why can't Aunt Julie come to my party?" I said, "Because, frankly, she thinks Uncle Ron is going to die, and if she doesn't go now, she won't be able to see him again." Julia asked, "Is he going to die?" I said, "I don't know, honey. We're trying to figure out what's wrong with him."
That's the best I can do right now.
I heard from a friend of mine that her boss's daughter has a malignant brain tumor. I of course sent lots of advice, including the thought that just because we had an unhappy ending doesn't mean they will.
When I told Rick and Julie, Julie gasped. And I said, "We're going to hear more of this kind of thing than other people, because of who we are and what we've gone through."
And I am honored to hear from people dealing with cancer. Anything I can do to help navigate these shoals, that's what I want to do.
Cancer, cancer, cancer. It sucks.
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Email Move Successful - only slightly painful
I finally just copied my .pst, downloaded the Exchange profile, and ran it. It did indeed wipe everything out, but I just opened the old data file and am now combining everything. Not too painful. Always pays to take one's time and be patient. Good ideas will come.
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Off for the evening
Will be back to tackle my email issues in the morning. It may involve upgrading to Outlook 2007. Pray for me.
Email Blues
Moving to a new Exchange server. Doesn't work, freezes Outlook. Very distracting. I can't even do POP3 or IMAP. Thank goodness there is web access, but that is just not the same. I'm tempted to try the .prf file, but I am afraid of losing all my email!!!! GAK! Sometimes I hate technology.
health care
good info in this video. not so sure about jorge, but dr. oz rocks - what a great, simple explanation of the dangers of obesity:
Emailing from websites....
I posted from a website to Posterous, and got these HUGE emails from the website. Posterous is supposed to propagate to this blog, my tumblr account, facebook and twitter. So far, no propagation - guess it was TOO LONG.
From now on, I will just cut and paste URLs in future.
From now on, I will just cut and paste URLs in future.
My First Posterous Post
testing posterous out. man, there are a lot of tools out there. don't know if i can keep up.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Cleaning Up and Out
I have now cleaned/straightened/lightened:
* my dresser top
* my top dresser drawer
* part of my linen closet
* the junk drawer in my kitchen
* my bathroom vanity
I have thrown away a LOT of stuff, rearranged things, moved things.
And in the process, I realize why I can do this only now. There's a lot of David stuff buried beneath 3 1/2 years of accumulation.
I'm having moments. I miss that boy so much.
I'm putting some things I find into "David Souvenirs" boxes. Others (like all the stickers he brought home from the hospital) I'm leaving in place. Julia likes the stickers (David made sure to bring stickers home for her - he was a good big brother).
* my dresser top
* my top dresser drawer
* part of my linen closet
* the junk drawer in my kitchen
* my bathroom vanity
I have thrown away a LOT of stuff, rearranged things, moved things.
And in the process, I realize why I can do this only now. There's a lot of David stuff buried beneath 3 1/2 years of accumulation.
I'm having moments. I miss that boy so much.
I'm putting some things I find into "David Souvenirs" boxes. Others (like all the stickers he brought home from the hospital) I'm leaving in place. Julia likes the stickers (David made sure to bring stickers home for her - he was a good big brother).
Thoughts for Tuesday
I walked home from dropping the car off for an oil change - hooray! I can walk again, now that I have two, count them, two new hips!
Anyway, I was coming to the corner of my street, thinking about whether to stay on this side of the street or cross over to the other side, when I saw a bicyclist coming toward me. In an instant, several thought ran through my head: "Crazy bicyclist! It's really cold! He's not going to be able to stop in time, he's going so fast, and there's snow on the street. Bicyclists: the enemy of pedestrians."
I stayed on this side of the street.
Anyway, I was coming to the corner of my street, thinking about whether to stay on this side of the street or cross over to the other side, when I saw a bicyclist coming toward me. In an instant, several thought ran through my head: "Crazy bicyclist! It's really cold! He's not going to be able to stop in time, he's going so fast, and there's snow on the street. Bicyclists: the enemy of pedestrians."
I stayed on this side of the street.
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