Phone pings... after sent clip cosplaying as mortician.

'Is this supposed to be candid videography?'

Calling it a day. Putting up a picture frame now… it's not just plain and simple -- it's plane and level.

Well, on second thought… maybe I'll just go for a walk.

Out of non-fat yogurt. No problem. I'm mixing unsweetened soya milk with pure pineapple juice.

Heading to the other office now, quickly!

What a start to the week.

Assistant called: I have to go to the Threshold Bureau in person. One of the 57 signatures in the 200-page form doesn’t match the one on my permit... Now the officer insists it be witnessed.

Also, yoga instructor sent a clip of me from my last session. Apparently, I should try going more with the flow. (disbelief-raised-eyebrow-big-smile emoji)

Yesterday, the participant walked 400 metres and then sat down. After a few moments, they placed their right arm in a hardware device and pressed start. The device displayed information via an electronic screen and a paper printout.

Subsequently, a photo was taken with the aid of another device running different software. The image was slightly cropped, the contrast and brightness were manually adjusted, and the #metadata was removed. Finally, the image was uploaded #online and permissions were set accordingly.

I discussed all necessary #data, #protection, and #privacy issues with legal counsel. I received advice on personal information as well as sensitive personal information (e.g. financial, sexual, and political information). The issue of data aggregation was also briefly covered. I've not yet obtained a second opinion.

I've also not yet reviewed the current literature on #public #health, but noted in the observation log that the subject has been a vegetarian for most of their life.

Early next week, I will discuss broader #ethics questions directly with my #research collaborator.

The Dilemma at the Interchange

The consultant I invited to run the team workshop took an interesting approach.
Everyone was asked to share a story of how they felt. Jay's story (pseudonym to protect privacy) stood out.

Jay told the team that his friend Nora had convinced him to apply for a prestigious job. Against the odds, he got an interview. It was across the city, in a place he was still getting used to.

On his way, at the interchange, Jay got a call from Nora. He was alarmed by how Nora sounded, saying she was trapped in an escape room.

Jay was torn, having missed one train. He felt paralysed, caught between his desire for the job and his concern for Nora. It felt like an impossible situation.

The consultant explained how we're all affected by other people's emotions, and how feelings like concern for others can compete with our rational goals.

Overall, it was useful. It worked on many different levels and put a smile on my face.

OT ATM

Taking the staff out for a meal. Trying to smooth things over. There's still a lot to unpack.

Made it optional this time, so no one feels pressured to give up their spare time.

Any suggestions? What kind of food?

How's the #fediverse? What a #welcome

Just back now. Meeting with team went well

Blogging has to wait. Still have to write up progress notes

How's your day? [emoji]

[Behind-the-Scenes: Producer's Log]

First day… new show.

Head writer called. One writer had a block.

Got on it right away.

Turns out, writer's anxious. Overhearing their drafted lines uttered on set.

I assured them... likely, they're tuned into the pulse of the project.

Follow-up scheduled. Will speak personally with all writers.

Proactive measures in place.

There were quite a few messages when I got back. I haven’t read them all yet.

But one message stood out: 'We are responsible for our timelines.'

That was thoughtful and considerate of you… thank you kindly! ❤️

Hope your week gets off to a good start.

#fediverse

The mountain people greeted. Everyone felt welcome.

#AFK #timezones

That beach gathering turned out to be quite the event.

What seemed like a laid-back bongo session became a full-blown ethnomusicology workshop.

Now we're supposed to compare and contrast the percussion techniques of Sambhaji Bhagat and Ustad Nusrat.

Right. What have I got myself into?