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shewhomust- even Steve McQueen.
Witness this photo I took last month ofdurham_rambler preparing to Zoom:
It isn't always this complicated; he conducts meetings from his desktop, and I attend my reading group via my notebook on the kitchen table. But if we want to sit together for the weekly pub quiz session, it all gets a bit Heath Robinson.
The photo shows - in addition to all the clutter that is our living environment - the tower computer, no longer in regular use, which now comes in handy to drive our Zoom sessions, which display on the television screen; the camera tripod, delicately balanced and aimed at the sofa; one of two speakers (on the cane chair);durham_rambler attatching a microphone to a handy stand (actually a 'Singing in the Rain' bookend); supplies of beer and crisps; and - concealed it its case, the iPad on which we follow the quiz online. It does not show the keyboard and mouse required to log in to the meeting. These complicated arrangements amuse me greatly, but it works.
We have also used a slightly simpler version to attend a concert: Robb Johnson's regular Sunday Night at the Hove Palladium migrated from FaceBook to Zoom, so we rigged up the warching and listening end of things, anddurham_rambler used his phone to join in the interval chat. The delays on Zoom made the musical performance less satisfying than usual, and it was a 'Robb Johnson and the Irregulars' electric gig; no criticism of the band to say that I prefer my music acoustic. But they did play Even Steve McQueen, which gave me the title of this post.
Witness this photo I took last month of
durham_rambler preparing to Zoom:It isn't always this complicated; he conducts meetings from his desktop, and I attend my reading group via my notebook on the kitchen table. But if we want to sit together for the weekly pub quiz session, it all gets a bit Heath Robinson.
The photo shows - in addition to all the clutter that is our living environment - the tower computer, no longer in regular use, which now comes in handy to drive our Zoom sessions, which display on the television screen; the camera tripod, delicately balanced and aimed at the sofa; one of two speakers (on the cane chair);
durham_rambler attatching a microphone to a handy stand (actually a 'Singing in the Rain' bookend); supplies of beer and crisps; and - concealed it its case, the iPad on which we follow the quiz online. It does not show the keyboard and mouse required to log in to the meeting. These complicated arrangements amuse me greatly, but it works.We have also used a slightly simpler version to attend a concert: Robb Johnson's regular Sunday Night at the Hove Palladium migrated from FaceBook to Zoom, so we rigged up the warching and listening end of things, and
durham_rambler used his phone to join in the interval chat. The delays on Zoom made the musical performance less satisfying than usual, and it was a 'Robb Johnson and the Irregulars' electric gig; no criticism of the band to say that I prefer my music acoustic. But they did play Even Steve McQueen, which gave me the title of this post.
