March 27, 2007

Media Lab: A Real Taste of Podcasting Included

This issue of the Setonian didn't vary too greatly from any other; there were a few changes: A center spread editor, and other little things, I'm sure, but for me, it was still an adventure. I don't think anything worked out quite right. However, things already seem to be in good order for the next issue, so we will see. And hope.

Lori Rupert continuously seems to have a difficult time with production assistance; her already full schedule often collides with the publication week schedule. "This happens on a consistent basis because I always work the same schedule and production is almost always based on the same schedule," Rupert said. Rupert has thought of ideas to remedy this situation, such as helping with online production, but those times often collide with one or more of Rupert's jobs or internships.

Rupert attempts to participate in Setonian related activities and gladly attended the meetings when they didn't collide with her schedule. She even willingly accepts articles and this issue, even took a chance and was one of the first to jump on Valerie Masciarelli regarding an email. "Val sent out an email saying she needed writers for three particular articles; I immediately emailed her back saying that I wanted to write one for her," Rupert said. Unfortunately, the person Rupert was supposed to interview didn't call her back until after the paper was done. "I tried to reach her several times over Spring Break, when the article was assigned," Rupert said, "but she never answered and returned my call too late." Masciarelli was proud of Rupert, "She was one of the first ones to email me back; I was glad she took the offer, even if the article didn't work out," Masciarelli said. "I attempted to participate in another manner, since I hadn't received an article and was not able to attend online production," Rupert said.

Rupert hopes to contribute this issue; like each other, she is going to try, perhaps even going to the extent of having the editors email her articles to edit. "Something I could do on my own time would be the easiest and probably the likeliest way I would be able to help out," Rupert said, "My schedule is just too jam-packed."

Term Project

Currently, I am working on a website I started last semester which has all sorts of tips regarding writing for the Setonian. For this semesters term project, I want to finish that sight, but also include a podcast of interviewing techniques and tips and also one of me interviewing previous and the current, Setonian editor. I was going to work on the interviewing podcast with Rachel but I'm not sure if we are still going to work together. I am currently trying to establish some sort of groundwork for the editor interviews and trying to come up with a fun, beneficial way to talk about interview tips. Hopefully I will end up collaborating with Rachel on that particular podcast because it would be more interesting to do with someone else. If she doesn't want to or can't because of her own project, hopefully someone else will be interested.

Podcasting: Technicalities

I had several unfortunate issues with my first attempt at podcasting. First, I was unable to get a recorder, thus I never turned in a practice podcast. Then, when I was finally able to get a recorder, I got a podcast recorded, but then had problems uploading to J-web, as did several of my classmates. After that situation was taken care of, the batteries in the recorder died and I was unable to find more. Finally, finally, I got everything uploaded and put where it was supposed to. I don't know how well the file sounds, but at least it is up, where it should be. It is our first one after all, and we all had difficulties. It is Dr. Jerz's first time with podcasting as well. Hopefully, now that all the bugs are worked out, things will go better the second time around.

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March 7, 2007

The Art of Borrowing

Each time I return home, I feel like a visitor. This has been a constant feeling, practically since I was a freshman; it's not a bad feeling..just an odd one, but regardless, this story isn't about that feeling, it's about something relating to that, and quite possibly, also connected to that. Since I left home, attending SHU as a freshman, my brother has had a consistant habit of "borrowing" from me. The only problem I have with this situation is his lack to inquire about my thoughts. If he were to ask me about the incidents he already performed, I would gladly agree and allow him to follow through with his ideas. However, the irritating element of the matter is his lack to ask. When I left for college, he borrowed my stereo speakers, without asking. When did I find out? When I came home for fall break, I think, and a joke was made pertaining to the matter. Later, I found out he had actually taken my stereo speakers and hooked them up to his own stereo. Not a problem, however he had, shall we say, forgotten to ask me about said situation. This was the specific detail that irritated me to no end. Why wouldn't he ask me? Did he actually think I would say no and thus did not ask out of fear? Or was he simply inconsiderate of my feelings? Even further so, did he just assume I would not have a problem with his request? He was correct, if the last assumption is true, I wouldn't have had a problem. However, I couldn't help but feel disrespected and excluded by his lack of action.

Again the situation occured a few years later with a cable. An internet cable to be exact. My first summer at home between my college years, I had acquired cable internet which I committedly (and gladly) paid for. Shortly after I left for my three week vacation, my brother and mother took it upon themselves to transfer the internet connection from my computer to my brother's newly acquired computer. Again, I wouldn't have minded..but when did I find out? After I had been gone and the time was closer to my return than it was to my departure. A similar situation to freshman year and my stereo speakers.

Shortly thereafter, the situation occured again, only this time, my parents were the culprit. I was in my roomjwatching TV over Christmas break when I heard my mom tell my dad how she had taken an old TV I had and done something with it. Where she took it was initially unclear; her statement of how she didn't think I would care, however, was clear despite the background noise of my room and the television in the living room. I waited for her to come back to my room that night, just to tell me that she had taken it, since it was technically mine. The moment I anticipated never came. It turned out she had taken it to our church since their television was no longer working. Again, I wouldn't have cared. I had my own bigger, better television, complete with a DVD player. Yet again, she had failed to ask me. I felt this was disrespectful and familarly, outcasting. I felt even more so like home was no longer "home".

Recently though, I had my chance to demonstrate my definition of "borrowing". It was spring break and I didn't feel like lugging my TV home. However, the thought of sitting in my chair and staring at the wall was not appealing. The solution came quickly: My brother's TV was at home. He wouldn't be home until a day before I was leaving. Excellent. I could borrow his TV and return it, in perfect condition of course, before he got home. I momentarily felt like a hypocrite and then decided to go about things the "proper" way. I called my brother to ask him if I could use his TV. He didn't answer; unfortunately for him. I informed him of my intentions and declared that I was going to do them anyhow, but politely reminded him of his neglection to ask me before he "borrowed" from my room. I later got a phone call where he informed me that he had never called back because it was "okay" if I borrowed his television as long as "nothing came back broken". I was glad he had agreed, and it's a good thing he did, because I had already watched an few hours of sitcoms by the time I got his call.

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