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Jul. 3rd, 2008 01:56 amI now have a wee Cisco router on my desk amidst the raven-colored yarn, blueberry white tea, Thai baht, Moose Munch, dried cedar (with charcoal tablets for burninating it), deck of Amtrak playing cards, and other miscellaneous things that add up to It Must Be ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lwood's Desk. The stuffy array of a raven, a dragon, a (river) otter, and Cthulhu only add to this effect.
I'm starting to learn Network Stuff, which had heretofore been a big gap in my sysadmin skillset. To learn effectively, one must have gear that one may arbitrarily break in new exciting ways without disrupting expected service, hence the router.
[Ten-Cent Definition: A router has a job not unlike an Air Traffic Controller. A packet of data comes into a router, and there are rules that say what should be done with it. Just like an air traffic controller, a packet will pass through the tender care of many routers, and ideally one need not care about any of them except in the general way that one may wish all things to go well. This may well be the best of all possible worlds, but it is not the ideal one. So be it.]
Anyway, this router, if it can talk to no thing on any network whatever, can shoot plain text back and forth out its console port. Getting this to speak to a Mac, now that they don't have console ports, can be a challenge, but the hardware side, I have had pre-licked.
countgeiger and I are using this as an opportunity for Spousal Bondage Bonding. It is good to have a horizontal dictionary from time to time. ;)
(Random Heinlein Intrusion: "It is well to/have a sister/or even an old overcoat")
"And you'll want to download ZTerm to talk to (cable conglomeration)."
*clickity clickity frob* "Mmhm." This is Sikrit Spouse Code for "That may be so, but I think I will make up my own mind on that." It is vastly more respectful than the "mmhm" that explores what my husband and the horse he rode in on might mutually explore in a committed consentual relationship. Such, friends, are the subtleties of married life.
I continue to *clickity clickity frob*. "Uh. Six-year-old abandonware should never be the only answer." To the non-initiated, may I say this is worse than last year's shoes? It's declaring that a Victorian bonnet is the thing to wear to Safeway. I have such a chapeau, mind, and very fetching it is, too, but to Safeway it goes not--unless it then proceeds forthwith to Dickens, Gold Rush, or some similar affair. However, it will keep the sun off, in a pinch, even as ZTerm will make my computer talk to the router. Besides, on this rough timeline, what the router wants to wear is one of those gigantic Elizabethan , compared to which a Victorian-era sunbonnet is delightfully new-fangled.
"Says here that you can just hitch screen up to the right device and Bob's yer uncle." I have proposed a more elegant, modern, solution. Let's say I'm now wearing a ballcap to Safeway, or a lovely straw hat, assuming I can make it fit my head.
*clickity* "On Leopard server, yah...and you have to whack /etc/getty, and..." Translation: They do not make ballcaps that fit your head! We will have to sew on Velcro! That's, like...work!
"Uhm. Apparently not; /etc/getty now has defaults for both 9600 baud and 57600 bps, and.." *clickity* "...works out of the box. screen /dev/cu.KeySerial1 FTW." Translation: My head is not neither that big! Look! I am wearing my ginormous straw hat and off I go to Safeway, and it worked without any modification whatsoever! Yay!
And now...to bed with me!
-- Lorrie
lwood's Desk. The stuffy array of a raven, a dragon, a (river) otter, and Cthulhu only add to this effect.I'm starting to learn Network Stuff, which had heretofore been a big gap in my sysadmin skillset. To learn effectively, one must have gear that one may arbitrarily break in new exciting ways without disrupting expected service, hence the router.
[Ten-Cent Definition: A router has a job not unlike an Air Traffic Controller. A packet of data comes into a router, and there are rules that say what should be done with it. Just like an air traffic controller, a packet will pass through the tender care of many routers, and ideally one need not care about any of them except in the general way that one may wish all things to go well. This may well be the best of all possible worlds, but it is not the ideal one. So be it.]
Anyway, this router, if it can talk to no thing on any network whatever, can shoot plain text back and forth out its console port. Getting this to speak to a Mac, now that they don't have console ports, can be a challenge, but the hardware side, I have had pre-licked.
countgeiger and I are using this as an opportunity for Spousal (Random Heinlein Intrusion: "It is well to/have a sister/or even an old overcoat")
"And you'll want to download ZTerm to talk to (cable conglomeration)."
*clickity clickity frob* "Mmhm." This is Sikrit Spouse Code for "That may be so, but I think I will make up my own mind on that." It is vastly more respectful than the "mmhm" that explores what my husband and the horse he rode in on might mutually explore in a committed consentual relationship. Such, friends, are the subtleties of married life.
I continue to *clickity clickity frob*. "Uh. Six-year-old abandonware should never be the only answer." To the non-initiated, may I say this is worse than last year's shoes? It's declaring that a Victorian bonnet is the thing to wear to Safeway. I have such a chapeau, mind, and very fetching it is, too, but to Safeway it goes not--unless it then proceeds forthwith to Dickens, Gold Rush, or some similar affair. However, it will keep the sun off, in a pinch, even as ZTerm will make my computer talk to the router. Besides, on this rough timeline, what the router wants to wear is one of those gigantic Elizabethan , compared to which a Victorian-era sunbonnet is delightfully new-fangled.
"Says here that you can just hitch screen up to the right device and Bob's yer uncle." I have proposed a more elegant, modern, solution. Let's say I'm now wearing a ballcap to Safeway, or a lovely straw hat, assuming I can make it fit my head.
*clickity* "On Leopard server, yah...and you have to whack /etc/getty, and..." Translation: They do not make ballcaps that fit your head! We will have to sew on Velcro! That's, like...work!
"Uhm. Apparently not; /etc/getty now has defaults for both 9600 baud and 57600 bps, and.." *clickity* "...works out of the box. screen /dev/cu.KeySerial1 FTW." Translation: My head is not neither that big! Look! I am wearing my ginormous straw hat and off I go to Safeway, and it worked without any modification whatsoever! Yay!
And now...to bed with me!
-- Lorrie
