As any good IT man will tell you, remote desktop (aka VNC, aka Screen Sharing) is a corner stone of how we do what we do. Every system at TCG is equipped to is some manor to be remotely controlled. This has saved me countless hours of trekking back and forth between my office and the server room, and has otherwise allowed me to perfect my sedentary lifestyle.
While promoting general laziness is a side effect of the system, it has also been a real life saver on those occasions when files or settings need to be changed when great distances separate my hands and the system I wish to work on. To date the longest of these distances has been the repair of the Crossville Chronicle’s in house email server, from deep within the bush in West Africa.
The other day I needed files from a desktop system at my home while I was in my office. This situation should be all to familiar to the mobile business professional. What wasn’t familiar were the events that transpired when I tried to use my home system remotely. Upon logging in and seeing the desktop as per normal, every time I tried to type, my input was being overridden with a never evening string of “dddddddddddddddddddddd….”. I tried disconnecting and reconnecting, but still the “ddd” thwarted my attempts to type. After a moment of pondering, I figured out what was causing the error, and the issue was more biological then technical in nature.
I live in a house with cats. They are not my cats, but rather cats belonging to my wife and daughter and because I love them, I tolerate the cats. I suspect that the feelings of distrust and suspicion that I have towards these animals is mutually returned, and even my wife and daughter will freely admit that the cats are not so much pets as they are co-owners of the property.
Cats do what cats do, and one of the things they do is to sit on the most odd things. In this case of all things for a cat to sit on upon my desk, this cat had chosen to sit on my keyboard. With this cat lazying on my keyboard depressing the “d” key, my home computer was inoperable.
My choices were few. On the one hand I could wait for the cat to move off or I could drive home to retrieve the files manually. However, there was a third option that occurred to me, I could attempt to persuade with cat to move. My monitor was turned off and with it the speakers so using images or sound to extricate the cat was not possible, but I could “move” something.
I logged in again, and used software to “eject” the CD/DVD drive. Before my eyes, the moment the disk try opened, the “dddddddddddddddddddddd”s came to a stop.








