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You Got Me Worried

November 28th, 2020 Comments off

It is Friday? I was looking (frantically) for the one and only Uncle Dugs’ set at rinse.fm and I could not find it? I got really worried. Found it though, so all is good now at: 01:32. Continuing the 92′ bizzniz.

We’re going to play music today. No tears today just smiles. Just smiles today!

Uncle Dugs

Is that man ever silent?

If you turn on your radio. You will turn fifteen again! Always nice yo have your ears.

Uncle Dugs

What can I say? Playing year? 1992 UK exclusively? That is proper ‘ardcore’! Right there! It’s just impossible business. I do remember… and I’ll never ever getting through this set. Ever! Back-tracking til’ the start, over and over again. I’ll never get to the end.

…some proper 92 hardcore; ‘Flatliners’; in this golden era, the golden year. The class of 92!

Uncle Dugs

Personally never called myself a raver or a DJ for that matter… come on! I belong to the class of 92′ though! Mask up and full on hysteria!

Please see: What did you expect dressed like that? or what is the problem and why can’t I fetch a simple cab ride at 3 AM (in Londoium, Brixton)? Possible overstretch?

– OK. I will help you.

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His Story

November 27th, 2020 Comments off

My father was according to the accepted history an actual bonafide free passenger and hid on a cargo ship bound to Europe/Marseille no less than two times.

The first time he was fifteen years old and that would have been in 1957 and then he repeated the voyage in 1959. Why two times? That is another story. I asked him once concerning that particular séjour.

– How come you ended up in Europe? In la belle France in the first place?

– I went to the docks* and I made notes (comme un détective, j’ai fait mes notes dans mon petit carnet) of the names, dates and times of departure of the ships.

– Did you really plan/do that at 15 years’ of age? Honestly? I mean did you do that 1957? As a youth, as a very young boy? (And is that even possible?)

– Yes I did, because I had come the realisation that I had to leave somehow; there was no future for me what-so-ever. I simply could not stay in my home town. There was no possibility for further education.

– … that’s eternally impressive and (somewhat strangely/frightfully) insightful at 15… so, OK. But, did you tell anyone? Did you tell your mother or your friends that you were leaving? Did you leave a note?

– No. I did not. Among other things I did misjudge how long the journey would actually take so I did run out of food during the passage…

Now, many years later. I think that I may know or understand something more about the source of that particular idea, where it may have originated from… Coke en stock eller Koks i lasten.

Surely it must be none other than: Tintin! And Tintin Blakku at that! To me it is very much a mystery, that will never be unfolded, not to me at least. Sourly missed.

* My grandfather was an naval mechanic. He served in the second World War as civilian on a commercial ship and died in 1950 of injuries that he sustained fighting pour La Réplique (France), democracy, civilisation and the free World.

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And It Is A Friday

November 27th, 2020 Comments off

I know… the absolute worst case scenario, whilst performing an upgrade/change.

– We thought about everything? (Hopefully…).

– Are we ready to commit this upgrade?

– Yes.

– Months of planning and testing. Someone (you) need to press “Enter” at some point. Push the upgrade onto the farm; system-wide upgrade on 10000:s opon 1000:s of machines and they say what?

Nooooooo, mista/missus not today! There is no way this is happening today, ever! And if the database is unwilling to communicate with the rest of the lot? Then it is going to be the worst day in your (working) in your entire life.

I am hosted and has been for many, many years by one.com. In my option they have the best customer care in the World. Accurate and honest information. I can see and do know something about the severity of the problems. And that is exactly the information that I’m being given.

– We have problems and we’re working hard at solving them. At the current time I’m not in a position to give you a time, but rest assured that we are doing everything we can to solve the problems.

That is, in fact all I want to hear. Because, I know how complicated the systems are and I’ve been there… what am I supposed to do know? With the machine… What have I (we) missed, overlooked not thought about? The database stopped working? The database will not connect?

So many lines of code… and one single character will break the whole thing. The difference between the nicest day in the park or on the lake or… the darkest pit you ever have seen.

What is wrong this time? Don’t know… I dedicate this to all DevOps in the World. Oh, my Lord, the stress.

Because I know, so just keep calm and just try to remember that in the end of the day they’re just machines. Lives are not at stake.

The best hosting company in the World: One.com home to the one and only: resurface.se.

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Indeed

November 27th, 2020 Comments off

No commnent or just f**in’ do it!

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An Extremly Loud Sound

November 27th, 2020 Comments off

Reminiscing, a long time ago in a completely different time-set.

– It to be used in emergency only! Never ever use it if it is not an emergency.

– Mm, It’s just a small can with a horn. How much noise can that little can make, really?

– What do you think? I’ll press the button and we’ll see what happens?

– We’re not supposed to do that. It is for emergency only?

– I know. but don’t you want to find out? What kind of noise the little can really make?

– … I do.

I pressed the button and it was and is the loudest (strongest, as always in awe and recognition of Dr Elblaus) sound that I have ever heard in my entire life!

I remember seeing the air in front of the horn being distorted (invection/convection), seeing the air transformed by the sound in it self… The sound was much, much, so much louder than I could ever have imagined. And I remember getting scared and fascinated at the same time.

– Wow! But, do you think anyone heard that? Will we be detected/found out/be in trouble know*?

– It to be used in emergency only! Never ever use it if it is not an emergency.

A was a very long time ago. In the bay around; noon or slightly thereafter… but you still need to try, right?

– Did you or have you ever done that again?

– No, it was just the one time (thus far) in a lifetime. The mighty foghorn.

Dedicated to my dear cousin. I remember, a lot of things…

When we tried the foghorn.

* As far I remember (I might be mistaken) I don’t think that the foghorn incident has ever been commented on. That being said my memory is sometimes faulty as is everyone else’s at times.

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Left Behind XI

November 27th, 2020 Comments off

In really close proximity… as matter of fact it’s in my cellar and in the series…

It always makes me wonder. What happened the instant before someone decided “- I’m not wearing these shoes no more this day/night!”. Did a spare pair exist somewhere or did nature have its causal way?

Please see: Left Behind Series.

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Where’s My Ride At II?

November 27th, 2020 Comments off
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Something

November 26th, 2020 Comments off

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A Thing Of Beauty X

November 25th, 2020 Comments off
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Where’s My Ride At?

November 21st, 2020 Comments off

Well? Please see: Where’s My Ride At II?

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