My little adventure with getting data from more than one spot
So, I got this idea, right? Or maybe it was more like a chore I set for myself. I wanted to get a proper record of a few things, and the info wasn’t all in one neat place. Nope, it was scattered. This whole thing was about trying to record data from what I started calling my “2+ bases.” Sounds fancy, but it was mostly just a headache I was determined to solve, or at least try to.
First up, there was this old digital thingamajig. I’d set it up ages ago, thinking I was so clever. It was supposed to be logging stuff automatically. And it did, sort of. But getting the data out? That was a whole different story. It had its own weird format, and the software it came with felt like it was from another planet. I spent a good afternoon just figuring out how to connect to it properly without it throwing a fit. Lots of plugging and unplugging, let me tell you. Then, exporting the data was another battle. It spat out this file that nothing wanted to open. Had to poke around online, find some obscure converter someone built in their spare time. Finally got something usable, but man, what a fight for just one ‘base’ of information.
Then came the second ‘base’. This one was even more old-school. Think handwritten notes, folks. Yeah, actual paper. For some reason, I’d been jotting things down in this specific notebook for a while. Consistency, right? Except now I had to turn those scribbles into something digital. So, there I was, typing it all out, line by line. My fingers were cramping. And my handwriting, well, let’s just say deciphering some of it was an archaeological dig in itself. “Was that a 7 or a 1?” “What on earth did I mean by that abbreviation?” It felt like I was translating ancient texts, not just transcribing my own notes. This second base was a real test of patience.
And then the “plus” part. Because why stop at two when you can make your life even more complicated? There was this other source I wanted to pull from. It was online, but not in a nice, clean API way. Oh no. It was buried in some clunky website, and I had to basically copy-paste stuff, bit by bit. And, of course, the formatting was all over the place when I pasted it. More cleaning up. It felt like every time I thought I was getting somewhere, another layer of “fun” got added. It wasn’t just two bases anymore; it was becoming this sprawling mess of data bits from all corners.
- First, wrestled with the digital antique.
- Then, deciphered my own hieroglyphics from the paper base.
- Finally, scraped data from the web like a digital raccoon.
So, what was the grand outcome of all this recording from 2+ bases? Well, I got my data. Mostly. It’s in a big spreadsheet now. Is it perfect? Heck no. Is it organized? Kind of, if you squint. The whole process was a reminder that sometimes getting information together is less about elegant solutions and more about sheer, stubborn effort. You just gotta roll up your sleeves and dive into the mess. Sometimes I wonder if I should’ve just left those bases alone, each in their own little world. But then, where’s the fun in that, eh? Now I have this… collection. And a story to tell, I guess. Or maybe just a sore back from all that typing and clicking.
