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Fonne Tayne
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Make It Work by Fonne Tayne

January 16th, 2008 5:29 PM / Location: 37.805602,-122.2704

INSTRUCTIONS: Make it work.

Never before have I been an engineer.  The inner workings of electronic instruments and high technology often elude me.  However, I now work in a place where alienated specialization and complex digital knowhow is the name of the game.  Now, don't get me wrong, I need my quiet time.  But what do you do when nobody can help you out?

Within a space of only about 20 x 40 feet, there are over twenty machines running here, in this room where I sit.  They come in triplets, and so to operate them, there are usually about five or six people in the room.  I am surrounded by printed and digital information, on all sides, and over my head; most of it is static, but is also used frequently.  This is a confusing place.  I don't know how to operate almost anything.  For some reason they keep me here hoping I will eventually make it easier on the many other busy people.

Now for those of you who know about this sort of machine, many of these were built before M.C. Hammer had a mansion and when Mitch Williams hadn't yet moved to Philadelphia.  When I asked the fellow employee responsible for the upkeep of these machines, he said he actually didn't understand how they could possibly be still running.  Nearly twenty years later.  He knows how to run them, but says they're 'on borrowed time.'  The point is, everyone here has a fair bit of expertise and is able get a lot done in most situations. But nobody is fluent enough with every system, every bit of machinery and information in order to solve problems on the spot.  When one piece of the process gets out of whack, you see, we're up the creek, s.o.l.  At least I am.

Got to work.  Nothing worked.  I made it work.  I certainly made me work.  And it worked out in the end.  So what happened?  Unadulterated impossible exchange.  I took something that appeared irreplaceable, no way out, and gave it new life, if you will.  (It's a lucky thing I was once schooled in the fine arts of /p's, /w's, etc etc).  Instead of waiting for someone else, I happened upon a new way of tweaking my work so that it would end up, well, working.  It was like bringing a cd player, vinyl and a tape deck all through a tv to record onto an ipod.  (Actually that doesn't sound so hard....)  Anyway, in this particular instance, I was kind of lucky...  I knew what to do, just not in what order.  Try, try again.  Motto of the day.  This place has been frustrating at times, but I'm getting better, and today was a breakthrough, of sorts.  I hope that this gets easier... otherwise I may be relegated to developing film and sorting file cabinets...


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my sometime work environment.


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not quite, but there are terabytes of information here, i've been told.


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a friend and helper.


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if we were cowboys, these would be our six-shooters.



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posted by Lizard Boy on January 16th, 2008 7:13 PM

What was wrong? How did you fix it? And welcome to the fold of tinkers! (That is, if you weren't here already.)

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posted by Fonne Tayne on January 17th, 2008 10:57 AM

there were dozens of wrong things. someone up and went to china for a month or two and left me in the dust. would you believe missing hardware, lost files, a misadjusted lens, and a dead light bulb?

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posted by mkII Robot on January 17th, 2008 6:56 PM

A DEAD LIGHTBULB IS NOT A LAUGHING MATTER.

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posted by Fonne Tayne on January 18th, 2008 11:09 AM

that's why we were crying. not just because of the dust, but the broken glass, too.

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posted by Minch on May 10th, 2008 12:27 PM

vote for "if we were cowboys, these would be our six-shooters."