This morning, Joe and I discussed which of the various available options for the site security we wanted to implement, or revise. There are well over 100 program data fields and most of those have several options within those fields. We decided to leave most fields at their default settings but determined to change about 20 of them. One of the options is the ‘entry delay time’. Initially we were just going to use a standard delay. Then we discovered an option of waiting (0, x, y, or z) number of seconds after the alarm sounds to initiate the ‘call’ to report an intrusion. Our final decision was to allow a much shorter delay to disarm the system before the ‘siren’ sounded, then wait a few seconds before ‘calling’. This way, if for some reason the worker entering the building forgot to disarm the system, he would get a startling reminder when the ‘siren’ sounds to hurry and disarm the system before a ‘call’ is initiated.
After lunch, Virginia accompanied me to the site. I was able to successfully reprogram and test most of the changes to the security system. There is one problem which is presenting a major challenge to which I have not yet found the solution. When a code is being entered, if a wrong code is used (i.e. hitting a wrong digit, by mistake) the keypad locks out any further attempt to reenter a corrected code and the alarm will sound. The only way to get past this has been to power down the whole system. There has to be some simple corrective procedure, so that is on my list of things to research further tomorrow.
After hiding for some time, Hermie the hermit crab, discovers he is on his back and assesses how he is going to turn himself upright.
After work, we took a detour past Salt Pier to observe progress on loading of the salt ship. We got home with just enough time to go for a swim. It sure was refreshing after missing several days due to the rough waves. We felt cooler the whole evening.
After several minutes of waiting, quick as a flash, when he thinks no one is watching, Hermie rights himself and begins to scurry away, always ready to stop and retract into his shell if he feels threatened.
After our swim, as we were walking on a sidewalk on our way home, I saw a small piece of ‘coral’ move. I thought, “That’s strange, neither of us kicked it!” Almost immediately and subconsciously from experience 40 years, I remembered it could only be one thing — a very small hermit crab. We picked it up and brought it home to release in another area with less traffic. It’s overall length was about one inch.
After supper, I added three blog entries with lots of photos for two of them. I am amazed how long it takes to add photos and keep a reasonably organized look.
Hermit crab