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On Running Network Cable...

... avoid it if you can. Yesterday we wired most of the house. I decided to start by running cable from Ben's room to mine and Cate's, being that there's only a thin wall seperating us. That would be the easiest, right?

Well, first, our walls are layered like so: sheetrock secured in places to wooden supports secured to plaster held up with lathing.It was exciting just cutting that stuff and wondering what was wrong with the people who rennovated this house. So I do some measuring and cut the hole in my room. Then I go to Ben's room, do some measuring, throw in a little slack, figuring if I'm a little off it doesn't really matter. I cut a hole. Go to run the wire between and discover that there's a stud in the way. So I decide to grab a sword, go back to my room, and plunge it through the hole I cut there. I then went around and used the sword hole as the guideline to cut that hole. Strung the cable and was ready to roll. That covered those two rooms.

Now though, I needed to wire the upstairs. For this, I turned to James, who suggested simply running it along the floor and ceiling, drilling through the stairs, and plopping it onto the third floor. Since this involved no cutting in the walls, I was all for it. The only hitch? I let James put the jacks on, or at least try. I'll continue to tease him incessantly about this- he couldn't get his wire in the right hole and really push it in. Heh.

Quote of the week: "James, hand me my sword."

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