kicking ass and taking names

Ever since I started at my current job, there's been one bunch of customers--a bunch of wholesale jewelers--that looked like we'd just never get finished with them. There were phones, cameras, card readers, doorphones both simple and complex, it just went on and on. But today Jason and I basically finished it--he solved a problem with one customer's "mantrap" (an arrangement where you enter the suite through a tiny vestibule with an outer door and an inner door, and you need either a cardkey or someone on the inside to get you through each door, and only one door can open at a time), and I got the phone system's remote access device working and cleaned up the backboard enough to feel good about leaving it.

( Warning: phone geekery ahead )

Then I came home and changed the oil in both cars, and fixed a broken taillight on the Subaru. Free advice: when you see water in one of your taillights, take care of it right away, even if it means drilling a couple of holes to let it out. Unless, of course, you really like digging waterlogged corrosion crud out of taillight sockets.