9am and on. Letting some things fall to pieces to see how to reassemble those. Upcycling on a digital, on a planning level. Too: Digging for old credentials in even older software, surprised the infrastructure still works while documentation expired and disasppeared ages ago. This is not the time to give up on coffee.
(Collecting artifacts. Sorting what's important from a pile of things stored just because lacking a better idea. Or maybe because hiding the important among the irrevelant never is too bad a strategy. But sometimes one just has to know.)
3pm and on. Clueless error handling, be like: Exchanging smaller subsystems, step by step, until behaviour changes to the better. (So far, it won't.) With things reasonably complex, one ends up in unchartered territory just way too soon. Here be digital dragons. And no model as a guiding light.
8pm and on, slow steps. Keeping an eye open on what the evening, the early night holds. Still, mind worn-down and exhausted by wrestling much more input than helpful or desirable. (Too: Petting the printer to hopefully have some pages reproduced in an acceptable manner. So far, failing. Some devices aren't meant for cooperation.)
Throwback March 1, 2015. Old connectivity casting shadows. Desaturated not just by the years gone by. But still a certain aesthetics in old unanswered phones. Originally posted to Instagram.
