The turns of a ruined maze
Jul. 13th, 2022 11:46 pmI am making changes to the code of an old, old website. Some remnants of the code probably date right back to 2005 or 2006, and the last really major revamp of it was in 2015.
At some point, it grew a content management system when the original system that the customer was buying into for managing their business proved to be a broken reed and my sister and her partner, who I was working with at the time, built a quick thing that was going to tide them over for a year or so till something better could be sorted.
Of course, it never was sorted, but it has been elaborated and experimented with, simplified again, and elaborated again in new directions.
I try to comment as I go, but honestly there is no way that anyone but me could really work on it any more, and at some point, my ability to patch it up and keep it afloat for one more year is going to run dry.
Anyway, it made me think of this line from the Tombs of Atuan. Not that the altar has fallen quite yet, but there are definitely mice nesting behind the empty throne:
She knew the turnings of a ruined maze, she knew the dances danced before a fallen altar.
At some point, it grew a content management system when the original system that the customer was buying into for managing their business proved to be a broken reed and my sister and her partner, who I was working with at the time, built a quick thing that was going to tide them over for a year or so till something better could be sorted.
Of course, it never was sorted, but it has been elaborated and experimented with, simplified again, and elaborated again in new directions.
I try to comment as I go, but honestly there is no way that anyone but me could really work on it any more, and at some point, my ability to patch it up and keep it afloat for one more year is going to run dry.
Anyway, it made me think of this line from the Tombs of Atuan. Not that the altar has fallen quite yet, but there are definitely mice nesting behind the empty throne:
She knew the turnings of a ruined maze, she knew the dances danced before a fallen altar.