Island in the Net by Khürt Williams
Technology and Photography Musings. Established circa 2000.
microblog type posts
It’s that time of the year for outdoor spaces shared with old and possibly new friends while conversing over a pint of ale.
It’s that time of the year for outdoor spaces shared with old and possibly new friends while conversing over a pint of ale.
With Kiran back at Oberlin for her final semester, I went back to using her room as an office.
With Kiran back at Oberlin for her final semester, I went back to using her room as an office.
The company laptop had issues maintaining a wireless connection to the eero Pro 6 wireless mesh network even when the wireless access point (WAP) was in the same room. It kept bouncing between the nearest access point and the access point in the family room on the first floor. This destabilised the VPN connection, with the connection dropping each time the laptop switched between access points.
The company laptop is the only device which has this issue. None of the iPhones, iPads, or Macs has this issue. Neither the ecobee smart thermostat nor myQ remote garage door opener has this issue.
The laptop maintained a stable VPN connection when it was connected via Ethernet cable directly to the eero Pro 6 base station. My solution was to purchase another eero Pro 6 base station for the "office", join it to the wireless mesh network via the existing eero Pro base station in the family room, and plug the laptop into the base station. I’ve not had any connectivity issues since doing this.
I can relate.
The loss and his continued isolation from others has left him feeling like “some sort of a golem,” he says, “a creature designed to continue to function, continue to write, create, to live — but each part slowly replaced with something artificial and mechanical until there is nothing left but engines and gears.” What you’re feeling is grief - Vox
The activities I pursued in March — like hiking and nature photography — to maintain my mental health don't work anymore, and I’m full of anxiety and lethargy. Surviving the pandemic has required a Sisyphean effort: hopeless and painful. I miss lunches and after-work pints of beer with friends. I miss photo walks with local photographers. I cry more than I used to.
I’m fortunate not to worry about basic survival, like feeding or housing myself, but still, I find myself exhausted.
Tomorrow will be no different than today.
