Mostly lemon based

Day: May 12, 2012

  • Bother

    So, this was going to be a happy clappy selfcongratulatory post. I was going to glee about my desk a bit more (and I’ve managed to find the phono adaptor, so I just need to actually make the record deck work and get it a stylus), and I was going to glee a bit about the path:

    Pathing

    I’ve also found the Mic, which means that once the record deck’s working there’s a possibility that I might, just might, do a new Dead Bug Jumping in the not so distant future.

    And all that glee was shiny.

    And then I lent back in my 1900s office chair. I lent back, the spring took the weight happily, and… I looked up.

    We had the ceiling replaced in this room because it had water damage. Despite weeks and weeks of rain, the plaster on the old ceiling had remained dry. There was no evidence that it was still leaking, and every suggestion that it’d been repaired. I looked up at the white strip of the wall above the picture rail.

    I looked up and there is a streak of dirty brown dried water-related evidence. It means getting up in the attic and grovelling around in the newly laid glass fibre. It means trying to work out where the water’s coming in. It means expense getting someone in to fix a roof*, because that is beyond my skillbase.

    Arse.

    * I’m presuming. But I want to know what’s wrong before some lying shite tries to tell me the whole roof needs replacing. Irritatingly it’s near enough to a valley on the roof that it might be that… feh.

  • Quick desk trial

    So, the desk is built. It took me most of the morning to shift the boxes in the spare room over to the other side of the spare room; pausing en route to extract a few random bits of desk ephemera. I now need to go down to the garage and extract one of the surge-protection extension leads so that I can actually power the desk top stuffs.

    Office.Space

    The stuff laid out is mostly for show only at the moment. The RiscPC’s keyboard has had keyboard storage death, and a few of the keys don’t work now. I also have yet to find the box that contains it’s wireless network adaptor (which should also be connected to the printer lurking under the desk).

    The record deck is not (a) working or (b) connected to the phono input box. This is because the phono input box is also in an unknown box, somewhere in the room. However, as a desk it does appear to work. I’m typing this on my ergonomic keyboard which, despite needing a clean, is still working. Sadly the trackball appears to have largely died. I’m not sure why, if any bit was expected to die it’d’ve been the buttons which may have been accidentally pressed whilst in storage. But no, ironically it’s the actual trackball sensor which appears to have bitten the dust. So I can click but not move. It’s more upsetting because they’re fricking expensive compared to mice.

    Anyhow, onwards to cable-finding. And I might go play in the garden for an hour, since it’s a pretty day and doing the desk has pretty much cost me all of it…