“The Net interprets censorship as damage and routes around it.”
— John Gilmore, quoted in Philip Elmer-DeWitt, “First Nation in Cyberspace,” Time, Dec. 6, 1993
a small IT shop in michigan city. we work for the storefronts & studios & venues & the projects running on borrowed money & stubborn hope, the ones who can't go dark on a tuesday afternoon so some technician can stand on a ladder in the middle of the floor.
the work is the same at nine at night. only the hour moves, & the hour is everything, the thin line between a small inconvenience & a whole day lost. our rates are built for franklin street storefronts. artists & nonprofits & the projects running on nothing pay on a sliding scale. tell us what you can carry & we'll meet you there.
no contracts. no chains. no dashboards. we do the work, we write it all down, & we hand you the passwords on the way out.
cable pulled through plaster & pressed tin, terminated, labeled, left in a rack that closes. switches, patch panels, poe, vlans. the quiet skeleton of the building, done right once.
surveyed room by room. access points hung where no one looks. guests on one side, staff on the other. tested against a full house on a friday night.
laptops & desktops set up, repaired, upgraded, wiped & handed down. and the old machine in the back office that everyone is afraid to turn off, finally understood.
shares, users, snapshots, an offsite copy that actually gets checked. twenty years of work lifted off a single drive under a desk. restores practiced before anyone needs one.
a new space, a new system, or the tangle the last guy left behind. we map what's there, write it all down, & carry it across without losing anything on the way.
gear staged & tested before we arrive. ladders up after the last table turns. everything back in its place & the floor swept before you unlock the door.
we come to you anywhere in laporte county & along the indiana lakeshore, no travel charge. the rest, the firewalls & accounts & backup checks, we can reach from anywhere the wires go.
real hours, kept by a real person, not an answering service humming in some other state. if your doors are open all weekend & you need a weekday window instead, say so. bending around your hours is the whole idea.