The past couple of nights have been busy ones, though not painfully so. Our
weekly stitch-and-bitch had been moved up to Wednesday so that Elwing could join
us after work, along with Hasufin, Hummingwolf, Orthaevelve, and Kyrin, who'd
been effectively out of action for a couple of weeks since the new year started.
As it turned out, I had to run to the Metro station to get Hummingwolf, drop her
off at home, then head out to get Orthaevelve at her place, drop her off, and
then set out for Micro Center to pick up something for work. Seeing as how I
didn't have a full-sized keyboard to work on for most of the day (well, all day,
to be precise), I wanted to pick up something that was light and readily
transportable and yet bigger than Luel's built-in keyboard. After some fruitful
searching of the shelves (note to self: try to get one of those huge gaming
keyboards cheap so I can hack around with them) I eventually settled on an
Adesso USB/PS2 miniature keyboard due to
the size and placement of the keys (they are much closer to that of a much
larger, desktop replacement laptop), the stroke action of the keys (I find the
sensitivity of the keys 'just right', and on top of that it clicks nicely (I'm
big on auditory feedback in my consoles)), and it's light enough to tuck into my
backpack along with everything else I carry to and from work on a daily basis.
My wrists haven't been bothering me since I bought this keyboard, and I must
confess I'm quite taken with it. I'd even recommend it to everyone, even though
I usually suggest to everyone that they figure out on their own what keyboards
to use (due to RST and all that rot).
Last night we got together again with Orthaevelve and Jason (a friend of O's)
after a bungled first attempt to get together for dinner (neither Lyssa nor I
heard our phones ring while we prepped the pork shoulder to marinate in the
fridge overnight). Eventually, we loaded ourselves into Jason's 4x4 and headed
in the general direction of downtown Fairfax, Virginia, to try out a new Mexican
restaurant (to Lyssa and I) called the Coyote Grille (Main Street Marketplace; 10266 Main Street; Fairfax, VA, 22030;
phone number 703-591-0006).
The Coyote Grille is definitely one of Virginia's better kept secrets. The
salsa there is indeed addictive, and you'll get bottomless bowls of salsa and
tortilla chips just for sitting down and ordering something. We're pretty sure
that the queso dip has beer in it, which gave the cheese a slight undernote that
I can best describe as savory or slightly tart, which on the whole worked well.
The chicken enchiladas were very tasty and even though the plate was all but
covered with the entree', it happened to be just enough to fill me up. Everyone
else at the table mentioned the same thing from their respective meals - they
give you just enough to satisfy your hunger. I give them a heart-felt rating of
one flaregun - go here if you're in northern Virginia.
Have you ever wanted to play with a real robot arm? The University of
Western Australia has one available through their website that you can use to move blocks
around with. You have to register for an account and use special client
software that they supply, and of course you'll have to wait in a queue for your
turn to use it, but it's a lot of fun.
Just upgrade to Mozilla Firefox v2.0.x
but lose the go button in the URL bar? To get it back follow the instructions
in this weblog post under "about:config method", but flip the
value of browser.urlbar.hideGoButton from 'false' to 'true', and you'll
get it back. You won't even have to restart Firefox. I just did it on Luel and
it works like a charm.
Just when you thought attacks couldn't get any more oblique, along come
Sebastian Krahmer and George Ou, who figured out how to use Vista's audio playback and voice recognition systems to compromise a box. It started off with Krahmer musing on the
Dailydave list about whether or not it would be possible to craft a recording of
someone reciting voice commands that could be picked up by Vista Speech Command
running on the same box through a plugged in microphone. George Ou took the
idea and ran with it, and came up with a couple of .wav files that do things
like run a copy of cmd.exe, open Internet Explorer, and go to a
particular URL. That URL can cause IE to infect itself with whatever malware
you like... thanks to services like TinyURL, a long and convoluted URL can be ground up into something much smaller and
easier to speak in such a manner that Speech Command can make use of it.
I think we should call this the Sam Beckett attack, because it involves ostensibly talking to
yourself...
The town of El Mirage, Arizona is in a state of shock right now because it
was discovered that 12-year old Casey Price, a shy and relatively quiet seventh
grade student was actually 29-year old Neil Rodreick III, a convicted sex offender and child molester posing as
a twelve-year old. More's the point, his three male 'relatives' were also sex
offenders who'd crept into the area. Rodreick used cosmetics and a shaving
regemin to enhance his slight build and short stature to appear to be a preteen
kid in the local school system. As far as they know, none of them actually went
after any kids but they're up on charges of failing to register and announce
themselves as sex offenders, which is a felony just about everything these days.
There were also caches of child pornography, including homemade movies, found on
computers confiscated from the house they shared.
A major precedent has been set in net.law following Apple losing its lawsuit against Apple Insider and O'grady's Power Page. In those lawsuits, Apple sued to uncover
the identities of the people who leaked information about an audio playback
device that Apple was going to release at some point (I think it was supposed to
be the iPod Nano - I don't follow Apple news), and stated that amateur news
sites and writers are not covered by the laws that protect professional
journalists. The court, however, decided that there is no reliable test that
can be used to distinguish legitimate news from illegitimate news. The court
also decided that there was no way to differentiate a rumour site from a legit
news site, and so the sites should be treated the same as the website of a major
newspaper. Now, this doesn't technically cover weblogs or anything like that,
even though they can be used for journalism just as much as Mac rumour sites can
be, but I think that this legal precedent could be extended to cover them just
the same. In the next year or two, I think that there will be a case that will
test just supposition.
Network neutrality is back on the docket, in the
form of the Internet Freedom Preservation Act, introduced to the Senate on 9
January 2007. The last time a bill like this was introduced it was shot down
with a vote along partisan lines but thankfully grassroots efforts kept anything
bad from happening to the Net as a result. It's time to write your
representatives and ask them to vote in favour of this bill, everyone. Get to
it.
Well, it seems that Carnivore DCS-1000 isn't enough to feed
the gaping information maw of the FBI. Rather than sniff the traffic associated
only with a single IP address they've decided to record ALL of the traffic for a given netblock and analyze it offline. For my readers who
don't understand how this might apply to them (you know that I'm headed for the
Fourth Amendment already), here's a quick rundown of the principle.
IP addresses are organised into contiguous blocks that make them easy to
manage. If your DSL provider assigns you the IP address 192.16.10.42 with a
netmask of 255.255.255.0 (also called a /24), that means that your address is
part of a block of 253 others. Technically, it's one of 255 others - .1 is
reserved for the default gateway of that netblock and .255 is used to broadcast
to every IP address in that block. DCS-1000 was designed to record traffic
for one IP address only out of that block - for the sake of argument, let's say
that they're watching your IP address (192.168.10.42), and ignore the rest of
the traffic with an address in that netblock. The FBI has decided to record
traffic for every IP address in that subnet, whether or not you're a part of
the investigation or not. That traffic is then analysed for signs of shady
activity using unspecified techniques.
What bothers me is the fact that they're not going after a target but are
essentially going on fishing expeditions looking for people who are up to
anything that even looks vaguely illegal. This can be compared to police
officers who park outside of a house to keep an eye on it without probable
cause.
Call me crazy, but I thought that it was illegal to listen in on what
everyone is doing on the off chance that someone's up to no good. I guess
that isn't supposed to matter anymore.
It's come out on the stand that Ari Fleischer, former White House Press Secretary was the one who leaked Valerie Plame's identity to Scooter Libby. He
admitted this under oath, but of course he cut a deal so he won't be punished
for revealing classified information. The whole thing comes down to Plame's
husband, former ambassador Joseph Wilson, who got into hot water for researching
and writing a report that debunked the party line that Iraq was trying to buy
weapons grade Uranium from the country of Niger. Fleischer related to David
Gregory (NBC) and John Dickerson (Time Magazine) that it was Wilson's wife who
sent him to Niger.. from there, it wasn't hard to figure out who she was and how
she had the authority to do so. Of course, after the session was over, everyone
and their backup started recanting to the news media, which confuses the issue
by stirring up clouds of ass-covering and face-saving.
Technically, Microsoft Windows Vista hasn't even been released yet and the DRM system has been cracked. DRM,
the so-called Digital Rights Management system that the MPAA and RIAA are
blackmailing hardware and software vendors into supporting so that they can
control what you watch or listen to, how, when, and for how long uses strong
crypto to encrypt media files and control who and what can access them. In
Vista, it's called PMP, the Protected Media Path, and reaches all the way down
to the level of the hardware drivers. In theory, if all of the drivers on the
system carry digital signatures from Microsoft, the PMP subsystem will allow
'premium content' to be played back within the limits set by the original
producer of the file; if there are unsigned ('untrusted') drivers in use, the
media playback system might decide to lock out that content, on the off chance
that it's actually detected software that can intercept and decrypt the DRM'd
content.
The thing is, it seems to be the application that decides whether or not to
play back the file, not the drivers on the system, not PMP, and not the Windows
kernel. Or at least, that's what the architecture suggests given its behaviour.
Therefore, anything in the layers underneath the application can send the app
false information to make it think that it's on a trusted machine. This method
doesn't use an unsigned device driver, nor does it require that the OS be kicked
into test signing mode (where untrusted signatures may be applied to code for
the purposes of testing and debugging). Unfortunately, Alex Ionescu hasn't
released the code that'll do this, fearing that Microsoft will go after him with
the DMCA (just because you aren't a US citizen doesn't mean that they won't and
can't - just ask DeCSS author Jon Johansen, whom the MPAA attacked in 2000 even though he's from
Norway).
Something that a lot of people might not know: Radiation detection equipment
is being deployed more and more in government facilities and major public events
(such as the Superbowl) to detect people that might be carrying radioactive
materials or even nuclear weapons (the latter is highly improbable for many
reasons, most of which have to do with how heavy fissile materials are and the
requisite size of nuclear warheads). The reason this is now known is because
radiotherapy patients are tripping those alarms in public and are being questioned as a result. Geiger counters are in use
at this time at border crossings, seaports, airports, and other major entry and
exit points of this country, also. If you're undergoing radiation therapy for
cancer or have undergone certain vascular mapping tests that use radioisotopes
for imaging purposes, you can set off those detectors as long as a month after
the initial dose.
Between 5 and 7 October 2007 in Las Vegas, Nevada will be held the International Alchemy Conference at the
Palace Station House and Casino. The list of guest speakers at this time
includes Robert Allen Bartlett, Dr. Thom Cavalli, and Jeff McBride.
Thank you, thank you, and fuck you, Sun Microsystems for printing "Do you
wish to automatically update boot archives?" when you really mean "Your root
filesystem is fucked - attempt a fsck(1M)?"
It's been an interesting weekend, to be sure.. Lyssa and I have been in the
market for a couple of things lately, namely a bookcase or media shelf of some
kind that we can migrate our DVD collection to, and ring binders that we can
move our CD collections into while we rip and encode everything. So, to that
end, we spent Saturday driving around searching for stuff along those lines. In
two days, we didn't find any bookcases anywhere we looked (well, that's not
entirely true, I did find one bookcase, a floor model at OfficeMax, but the
construction was dodgy at best, cheap-looking plastic at worst, so I decided to
pass on it) and the best price on CD binders we could get was $40us for a 280
disk binder. On the whole, definitely not worth the money. Yesterday was a
strikeout as well. At least on Saturday I was able to score an upgrade for
Luel. Work keeps using up all of my disk space, so I found a good price on a
120 GB laptop hard drive, which I
installed in a USB chassis and set about copying everything over, which wound up
being an all-afternoon project.
In fact, Luel finished dumping the contents of his existing hard drive to the
new one by the time Rialian showed up and I had to leave to pick up Orthaevelve
because we were taking her out to dinner at the Bombay Bistro to celebrate her
aforementioned book deal. It seemed that night that many other people had much
the same idea, because we had a half-hour wait to get a table, which had not
happened before that evening. Still, we stood around trying not to scare the
mundanes and discussed the direction that Orthaevelve's book was taking and some
of the stuff that she has to do to get it ready for publication.
The Bombay Bistro is easily one of the best Indian restarants in the DC area,
up there with Tiffin's in Maryland. I think I could have passed on the
appetizer on Saturday night, but it went well with the dish whose name I can
never remember.
Not only am I poor with the names of people, you see, but I'm also pretty bad
with the names of individual dishes.
After dinner we retired to home to hang out and talk. The four of us caught
up on what's been going on lately while I hacked more on Luel to fix a bug in
GRUB, the bootloader. Either it
has to do with the fact that all of the files on the old drive were copied over
to the new one, or it has something to do with the fact that the new drive is
three tims as big, which might result in flawed calculations on the part of the
setup utility. After some hacking, though, I discovered that if I ran through
the steps the automatic installer tried and failed to perform by hand, it did
the device math right and installed (and booted, let's be clear) successfully).
I'm working on a more in-depth analysis to send back to the GRUB project in the
form of a patch.
At some point on Saturday night Lyssa broke out the maple wine given to us by
Silveraena in Canada and we made a toast to good friends.
Sunday morning brought with it our second futile attempt to find bookshelves
and turkey sausage for dinner. It seems that the gods of consumerism were
determined to see us stay at home and not do anything this weekend.. we finally
found sausage after a trip to the other supermarket (the better one on the other
side of town) and returned home to hide from the rest of the world for a while.
Lyssa made dinner (turkey sausage in tomato sauce with onions and peppers) in
the slow cooker while I cleaned up the apartment a bit and then set about
uploading more photographs to my website. I've got well over a thousand, so
this is a project that is probably going to take another couple of weeks, at the
very least. That's without factoring in time to build a new firewall and now a
new mail server because every time I drop eastern Asia into Lain's firewall
rules, they buy another block of IP addresses and the spam starts flowing all
over again.
Note to self: Find a way to tap and store the energy used to generate and
send spam for technomagickal use.
Note to self: Reconsider building The Server From Hell(tm) and finding a colo
facility to host it for me. Maybe at least a terabyte of disk space and two
processor cores... possibly two dual-core CPUs.
Hasufin and Mika came over later in the evening for dinner and to watch
television with us. Because they don't have cable they can't watch The
Dresden Files on Sci-Fi, and due to the snow last week they missed the
premiere, but thankfully Sci-Fi re-ran the first episode (actually the third
episode shot, entitled Birds of a Feather) at 2000 EST/EDT, and
immediately afterward ran the second (the fourth episod, actually), The Boone
Identity.
The Boone Identity wasn't a bad episode; in fact, I thought that it
was stronger than Birds of a Feather. That, and I'm not much of a fan of
"plucky kid" stories, but I digress. The episode gave the viewers a better idea
of what Harry's cases tend to be like (there's one thing about books and
television shows that people tend to forget, and that is the fact that they are
never the boring "cat stuck up a tree" cases - by definition those aren't all
that interesting, and don't get told), a bit of background on what his
not-all-that-interesting cases tend to be like, and more of an idea of what the
cosmology of the television series is.
I consider the television series and the novels by Jim Butcher to be entirely
separate - variations on a theme, different takes on the Harry Dresden mythos,
parallell worlds, whatever you want to call it. For that reason, there will be
different details and mechanics. At this point in the television series, I do
not think that one is superior to the other. That's like saying that black
polo shirts are superior to navy blue polo shirts, when in fact there isn't much
functional difference, just a distinction of preference.
That's something that really gets my goat about fandom, by the way: Hardcore
fans treat their personal preferences and prejudices about their particular
fandom as scientifically quantifiable facts, when in fact about all they've done
is scientifically quantified the fact that they take their fandoms way too
seriously and need to drink some milk because all that caffeine can't be good
for you.
There is a reason that there are pins that say 'FIJAGDH' - 'Fandom Is Just A
God Damned Hobby'.
I can't honestly say that I'm digressing here, because I'm really not. If
you look at the Sci-Fi Channel Forums, you will find a lot of what Jim Butcher and Fred Hicks have
termed 'nerd rage', which perfectly describes this phenomenon. The people who
have never heard of the Harry Dresden novels seem split over whether or not they
like the show; the ones who don't like the show are the more vocal ones, so it
seems like there are more of them. The people who have read the Dresden Files
are also split on the like/dislike issue but tend to make more reasonable
arguments, make more comparisons, and generally don't type in all capital
letters or forget to use punctuation or the spell checker.
I'm not trying to rag on them or anything, but it really kills your
credibility if you rant incoherently, and on the Net that includes expressing
oneself in text.
Okay, that actually was a digression, and I'll get back on track.
They are essentially different series with different stories, and thus cannot
be readily compared. One of the things about stories told in books is that
rarely are there illustrations, the author has to describe what things look like
to help the develop a mental image of the action. Some authors do this with
just a few sentences, others can go on for paragraphs on end. Another thing is
that the author can describe the mechanics of the world the story is set in,
either by laying everything out in a third-person omniscent form, or by having
one or more of the characters explain things (to the reader, which breaks the
fourth wall, or to another character and the reader gets to 'eavesdrop' on the
explanation). Again, this can be done well or it can be done poorly; take, for
example, the theatrical edit of Bladerunner. It is difficult in the
extreme to do the former in a visual format (television or movies) and have it
not come across as comic book-cheesy. This is why the first movie adaptation of
Frank Herbert's novel Dune is considered by many
to be a theatrical stinkburger.
I could go on for a while but I'll save your eyes and cut to the chase: There
are some literary conventions that just don't work for movies or television.
Adaptations of books into movies or television shows imply by the definition of the word that
some things have to be changed. I just covered the biggest part of that. There
are also some things that most people don't really know about that require
changes to be made that are not part of the storyline but part of the prodution
process, things that the mechanics of filming don't allow for. For example, in
the novels Harry drives around in a whipped-to-hell Volkswagon Bug christened
"The Blue Beetle", because it's mechanisms are simple enough that the random
weirdness that builds up around wizards can't really interfere with them.. most
of the time, anyway. In the television show, Harry has a Korean War-era Army
surplus Jeep, which incidntally also fits the "wizards and high technology don't
mix" part of the cosmology. There's another reason for this: When you see an
interior shot of a vehicle in a television show, it was filmed from the outside
of the car, part of which has been cut away to show the interior and occupants.
For each angle, you need a different car with a different part of the body cut
away. This can get very expensive, and chew up the per-episode budget of a show
pretty fast. Jeeps from that era don't have solid passenger cabins but
rubberised sheets of canvas with plastic windows snapped to an open frame. It's
easy to shoot different angles with a Jeep, you just have to unsnap the canvas
from one part, resnap the other part, and start filming.
There are also certain aspects of reality that you can freely ignore in a
book but if you actually had to look at them while walking down the street you'd
have a hard time witing them off as mildly eccentric yet readiy explainable.
Or to put it simply, "There's a seven-foot tall guy walking down West Cermak
Road carrying a wooden staff covered with glowing runes!"
In a book you can write it off as "most people don't pay any attention to it
because its too subtle," but onscreen it's too hard to suspend the belief that
everyone else in the scene wouldn't see it. This is one of the reasons that
the character of Harry will carry a hockey stick in the series - it's easier to
believe that he's on his way to or from a hockey game and stopped off someplace
to run an errand. This is a stylistic choice. So is making Harry's shield
bracelet a leather strap with a couple of copper shields on it: While you can
imagine a little silver chainlink bracelet while reading a book, you really
can't see one very well on screen.
There are lots of other things about the adaptation that I could go on and on
about but I'll spare you. Besides, other fans with much more time on their
hands have already written at great length about them in other places, so I'll
leave you to search for them if you're really interested.
Back to The Boone Identity.
It was a very well written episode, I thought: As I mentioned earlier in this
post, it gives us a better look at TV-Harry's world: Dealing with the police,
handling clients who might or might not be this side of crazy, running down
leads in the private eye tradition, and trying to find solutions that don't
involve doing any serious harm to his friends. One thing that a lot of fen
complained about was Harry not using magic - he does in this episode, in spades.
We also get to see more of his working relationship with Murphy, and get a
better idea of what kind of person she is. We even get to see something of his
famous technology curse.
That's another thing that people don't get, or at least get subconsciously:
If you use The Big Schtick too often, it ceases to be interesting and the show
gets boring. Shows like MacGyver and The A-Team had their
schticks, but they were different in every episode, and so never really got
boring.
At any rate, I think the show's doing very well, and I'd like to see the
Sci-Fi Channel keep it running and give it a fair shake. Going to the forums is
probably the worst way of getting in touch with the channel, so if any of you
are also fans of the show, you'll probably want to e-mail feedback (at) scifi
(dot) com to tell them.
Due to the actions of a certain greyface using the IP address 80.95.160.170
(rbo-rijnmond.nl), I've turned off external logins for the forseeable future.
Whoever this guy is, he's developed a utility that attempts to bruteforce logins
via SSH by starting with the username 'a' and working its way sequentially
through possible usernames (when I cut him off, he was up to 'gte'). Now, it
doesn't appear that he's actually trying passwords, just usernames, but still,
a couple of dozen attempts per second really chew up bandwidth. Even after
updating the firewall rules to deny all access, it still fills up the pipe.
Remember the REAL ID Act of 2005, which mandates that every US
citizen must be issued a national ID card that fits certain federal standards,
is electronically readable, and most importantly will be necessary if you ever
want to get a job, open a bank account, or fly. They are also supposed to be
damn near impossible to copy or counterfit, though the usual rules of sitting
at the console when attacking apply. Well, the state of Maine flat out rejected it and asked Congress to repeal the REAL ID Act, and Georgia, Massachusetts,
Montana, and Washington state are also refusing it, at least to some degree.
Why don't they just give up on Dibold's e-voting machines? They're already
been proven insecure and unauditable beyond the shadow of a doubt. They've
already compromised the hardware and software in an undetectible manner. The
keys to the locks can be freely purchased online... or fabricated by hand because Diebold put an image of the master key on their website. Because the locks used on the Diebold
electronic voting machines are the same ones used on many filing cabinets (the
locks of which can be purchased in many hardware and office supply stores), it
wasn't hard for Kinard of the 'sploitcast to get a couple of locks and key blanks and cut his own master keys using the
image from Diebold's online catalogue for reference.
And guess what? Two of this three keys work to unlock the cover of the
datacard compartment. Mounting an election rigging attack is as simple as
opening the compartment, swapping cards for a few seconds, and locking it back
up. The nature of the firmware is such that if it even notices the tampering,
it is trivial to erase all traces of same from the system logs. To cover their
asses they changed the catalog entries to remove the image (which is still all
over the Net) and altered the text to read that a smartcard is used to unlock
the machines (it isn't, or at least it isn't for the several hundred thousand
e-voting machines now in the field).
These guys don't know when they're beaten.
Have you ever read an end-user license agreement before? I mean really sat
down and read one, and not just scrolled through it just to unlock the little
'I agree' button at the bottom of the window so that you could install software
that, legally you didn't really buy but actually bought permission to use for a
while on your computer. There's some pretty scary stuff in EULAs these days,
such as consent to have spyware installed on said box and dropping certain
customer protection rights written into law, on the off chance that the software
goes haywire and wrecks something. ReasonableAgreement.org was set up as a
reaction to this. They wrote up their own EULA, or anti-EULA I should say. It
is, they admit, just as enforcable as any clickwrap or clickthrough EULA is
(there have been so many court cases which had so many different judgements, no
one is really sure anymore if EULAs are even legally valid; it all boils down to
how much money you have), but at least it's written in such a way that you don't
have to submit a blood sample just to say 'hi' to someone.
If you want, you can even buy stickers to put on paperwork you have to hand back, or on
your laptop to cover yourself on the off chance that a discussion you have in
public offends someone.
Heads-up for the Maryland contingent: Author Christopher Penczak will be
doing a couple of classes at Spark of Spirit (9937 Rhode Island Avenue; College Park, Maryland 20740; phone number
301-345-1486) on 13, 14, and 15 April, 2007.
In Tiajuana, Mexico, there is a shakedown and purge of the police department
underway due to allegations of corruption. As a result, the police have been
disarmed so that their weapons can be used in ballistics tests to see if any
were used in a number of murders linked to drug cartels and re-issued slingshots and ball bearings as weapons. They're crude, and definitely underpowered when compared to a pistol,
but anything small and hard moving very fast is going to put a hurt on you if
and when t hits.
And the hits just keep on coming.. researchers at UCLA have developed a memory circuit that can store 20KB of data in a physical space the size of a white blood cell. Compared to current random-access memory circuits of 2007,
this new circuit has a data density of 100 gigabits per square centimeter, which
is a new world record, if nothing else. That single memory cell can store the
complete text of the Declaration of Independence of the United States of America
and still have some room left over. Unfortunately, this is just a lab toy, and
isn't anywhere near production - so much for trading in my USB key for
artificial fingernails that can back up my home directory.
Last night was one of the more fun and interesting nights I've had in a
while. After Lyssa and I got home last night we took turns playing Dance Dance Revolution Supernova, which I'd
gotten for her for Yule last year (she played first while I ate dinner and got
some lifestyle maintenance done, then she took a shower while I played a few
rounds), and then we picked up and got into the TARDIS to pick up Orthaevelve,
who was celebrating signing her first publishing contract with Immanion Press. We first hit the local library to
return Lyssa's library books and figure out what went wonky with my library card
(and promptly got lost for a time in our respective sections of choice), then
Whole Paycheque so that Lyssa could get dinner, and headed for home to hang out
and goof off. Orthaevelve and I got caught up talking about applied natural
(and not so) philosophy for most of the night, finally winding up around 2330
EST/EDT. We started comparing how to go about certain things, and then started
bouncing ideas off of one another...
You know how it goes. One things leads to another, and then the next thing
you know we've figured out how to replicate the Tunguska event and provoke a technological singularity at the
same time.
Now I really want to finish my book. She's the third of my friends that have
published now.
I drove her home shortly therafter and then headed back to collapse into bed
because I was just this side of exhaustion. I've been wondering if my body
hasn't been getting sick lately, given a couple of cues I've been picking up.
More from the front lines of the DVD content protection war - slyck.com has
posted an interview with Muslix64, who cracked the copy protection of both HD DVD and Blu-Ray within a couple
of weeks of work as an act of 'fair use enforcement'. When you consider the
fact that you can't watch either of these kinds of DVD on anything but an HDCP
High-Definition monitor (which very few people have), you have to wonder if you
really have fair use of the DVDs you purchase anyway... the interview also goes
on to explain how AACS works, and that by sussing the individual volume key out
of the DVD disk's contents, you can use it to decrypt the rest of the encrypted
content on the disk, and the rest is history...
Greylisting
is a technique for slowing down the oncoming torrent of spam on the Net today by
breaking spamware that isn't compliant with the SMTP RFCs. It consists of a
simple alteration to your DNS zonefiles that places an IP address that doesn't
have anything listening on port 25/TCP in the position of your primary MX, and
the addresses of your real MX's in positions of lower priority in you DNS zone.
Spamware that isn't compliant looks at your DNS records for the IP address of
the primary MX, tries to contact it, fails, and gives up, or at least that's the
theory behind it. I plan on trying it soon on the Network to se if it's worth
anything; if it works it'll buy us some more time before we have to build a new
mail server.
The hacker spirit perseveres in all things, especially when it comes to
squeezing every last compute cycle out of one's hardware. OC Team Italy set a new world record recently
by overclocking a Pentium-4 processor core to 8.0GHz. The CPU they used in their grand experiment
is a model 631, and runs natively at 3.0GHz. Their secret sauce to keep the
unit from going Chernobyl?
Liquid nitrogen.
On one hand, this horrifies the sysadmin in me. On the other.. rock the hell
on. A round of beer's on me if I ever meet you guys face to face.
Saloncon 2007 has been
announced! It'll be held the weekend of 22 September, 2007.. and they managed
to get Voltaire as a performer!
E. Howard Hunt, the legendary spook who planned the Watergate burglary that
took down Richard Nixon in the 1970's, founder of the Operation of Strategic
Services (which later became the CIA), and masterminded the execution of Che
Guevara in 1967 died of complications of pneumonia yesterday at the age of 88. Hunt was instrumental in
planning and executing operations against the Soviets, Cuba, and Guatamala
during his career of almost threed decades, and gods only know what else he was
involved in that hasn't been declassified yet. After he got out of prison for
his role in the Watergate break-in he took to writing spy thrillers full time,
and published about eighty of them up until he retired completely.
Intel has released an implementation of the draft 802.11n wireless networking protocol for laptops and other portable devices. 802.11n has five times the
maximum data throughput of 802.11g, topping out at 270 megabits per second. On
top of that, their 802.11n chipset uses less power than the other wi-fi
implementations out there, which can give laptops an extra hour of runtime on
battery, which is a huge selling point.
First HD DVDs were cracked; now Muslix64 has gone for an encore and cracked the protection on Blu-Ray DVD's so that they can be ripped in unencrypted form. It
seems that he didn't even need a Blu-Ray player to figure out how to do it, he
found an attack that sidesteps the AACS (Advanced Access Content System, which
does anything but let you access content) by finding the key used to encrypt the
media data hidden inside the cyphertext. To prove that he was successful, he
posted a ripped copy of Lord of War to the Net, which was subsequently
taken down because everyone and their backup started downloading it. The
utility he wrote is just 18kb in size, and has probably hit the filesharing
networks by now. Remember to watch out for trojan horses, everyone.
Prosthetic retinas are leaving the experimental stage and now are in live animal testing to shake the bugs out. A number of housecats with a condition similiar to
retinitis pigmentosa, which causes blindness by killing the rod and cone cells
that make up the retinas have been implanted with silicon chips 2mm on a side
that replicate some of the functions of organic retinas. The chips are covered
with microscopic photodiodes that register light levels, produce miniscule
electrical impulses, and feed directly into the optic nerve. Similiar implants
have been used in a small number of humans with this disorder, with varying
degrees of success. The eyesight of some patients has improved markedly, while
others have not seen much improvement in their vision. One of the goals of the
animal experimetation series is to get the implantation procedure down; another
is to refine the designs so that the resolution of the image transmitted to the
visual cortex is closer to that of normal, unassisted vision.
Here's an interesting website that I found during a random search: Have you
ever wondered how far the information you've generated has travelled in the
universe? Now you can find out - this website will calculate all of the known starts within your
light cone, which ones have been reached, and which ones that information has
yet to reach, and displays it in the form of an RSS feed that you can import
into a reader or aggregator. Nifty.
This should be enough to give anyone pause: Alberto Gonzalez, the Attorney
General of the United States of America argued before the Senate Judiciary Committee that the Constitituion does not grant habeas corpus rights, but only says that they can be suspended. Let's think about this a little: Saying that a right can be
suspended implicitly states that there is a right that can be suspended to begin
with. Senator Arlen Specter, who headed up the committe, nearly went into a fitof apoplexy when he heard this after asking if Gonzalez's logic took a wrong
turn at Albequerqe: "The Constitution doesn't say every individual in the United
States or citizen is hereby granted or assured the right of habeas corpus. It
doesn't say that. It simply says the right shall not be suspended except in
cases of rebellion or invasion."
This calls into question the rest of the rights granted to US citizens by the
Constitution, like freedom of speech, freedom to gather peacefully, and freedom
to request a redress of greivances from the government (not that that has ever
happened in the past six years or anything like that). This goes against every
legally upheld interpretation of the Constitution of the United States since the
founding of this country.
This Saturday past, the Pentagon took a major leap sideways when it had to distance itself from one of its senior officials,
one Charles "Cully" Stimson. Stimson went on the record during a radio
interview as saying that US companies should boycott legal firms that employ
lawyers who represent Guantanamo Bay detainees that are US citizens. He then
went on to recite a list of a dozen legal firms that should be boycotted. When
last I checked, if you were a US citizen you had the right to legal
representation under the Sixth Amendment of the Bill of Rights. Lieutenant
Colonel Brian Maka, spokesman for the Pentagon, then went on the record by
stating that Stimson spoke for himself only, and his views do not reflect those
of the Bush regeime. One Neal Sonnett, the president of the American Judicature
Society (a public nonpartisan society of judges and practitioners of law) called
this an act of intimidation.
It wasn't an Earth-shattering kaboom, but it was China using a ballistic missile to take out one of its old satelites in orbit around the planet. The decommissioned weather
satellite was orbiting at an altitude of 535 miles above the Earth, and thus
made a perfect test target. This was, it is said the first successful knockout
of an orbitting satellite in over twenty years. The rest of the world sat up
and took notice when the Chinese government confirmed their intelligence reports
because satellite constellations are critical to the infrastructure of the
twenty-first century, and are involved in everything from GPS-assisted
navigation to telecommunications. I don't think that I need to explain why this
successful exercise is getting a lot of sideways glances, what with all the
geopolitical climate these days.
There's been another disturbing development pertaining to the Forth Amendment
recently, in that laptop computers may be seized for inspection without a warrant.
This isn't the first time this has been in the news, but now a couple of precedents have been set in court,
which is doubly worrisome; this was from the Ninth Circuit Court of Appeals
(United States v. Ziegler), and upholds statements in employment contracts that
state that you have no privacy whatsoever if you're at work and using their
equipment, and most of the time you don't have any privacy if you're using your
own equipment, either. The thing about precedents is that they tend to be
applied to everything under the sun, so long as someone can make a decent
argument for it.
It snowed pretty much all night last night. I made the mistake of going out
again for some last minute groceries, a jaunt down the block that wound up
taking a solid hour, most of which was occupied by my trying to nagivate the
TARDIS safely over frozen roads with no traction whatsover, and horrible
visibility due to the huge snowflakes and Virginia drivers who think that high
beams are perfectly acceptible to use in an environment filled with highly
reflective particles.
I got home and stayed home.
Last night Lyssa and I watched the first half of the second season of
Slayers, and made it through two out of four DVDs before our brains were
sufficiently fried by the series (in particular, some of the
character-silliness) that we had to take a break from it. Thankfully, at 2100
last night was the premiere of The Dresden Files television series on Sci-Fi, an event that we've been waiting for
since it was announced last summer.
If you aren't familiar with The Dresden Files by Jim Butcher, they are a series of modern fantasy stories
that even I like. They are detective stories told in the first person
(rather like Raymond Chandler stories) set in present day Chicago by one Harry
Dresden, a modern-day wizard. Yes, a wizard - the fireball throwing, technology
wrecking, wind summoning wizard, complete with Bob, an air spirit living inside
of a skull in his workroom, who happens to have an ad in the Yellow Pages. The
stories take a while to get going, but they start slow to give you a chance to
get used to how the story is told, and to get a handle on recent events in the
story. The character of Harry is delightfully sarcastic, and has some excellent
lines in the novels. The style the stories are told in takes some getting used
to, but it's worth it to read at least one of the novels to see if you like them
or not. By and large, they're all stand-alone stories, with the backstory from
earlier filled in as necessary in case you don't know or don't remember.
Anyway, Sci-Fi bought the rights to turn The Dresden Files into a
series last year, and it's just started airing at 2100 EST/EDT on Sunday nights.
They didn't show the intended pilot episode, an adaptation of Storm Front, but instead showed what was supposed to be the
fifth episode of the season. I'm not sure that I'm entirely okay with that, but
it gave a good introduction to Harry's world: Cops who call him for help (on the
clock, no less) for assistance, getting his jeep ticketed and booted, waking up
late, and running headlong into the supernatural encroaching upon the life of a
fourteen year old boy with an uncertain past.
The special effects weren't really over the top, which I very much liked.
The episode was driven by the plot more than the FX, and there was a decent
amount of character development, vis a vis, Harry and Bob, who is not an air
spirit inside a skull (in the novels) but the ghost of a dead wizard with a
shady past, by all accounts. Paul Blackthorne, at first scratch, has the
character of Harry down quite well, and looks quite a bit like what I pictured
him to look like in the novels. Terrence Mann makes an excellent Bob, even if
he was only sarcastic and not a pervert (BS&P has its limits, in all things).
His voice reminds me very much of what I always thought Bob sounded like (and
what James Marsters portreyed him as in the audiobooks). There were also a
couple of flashbacks that filled the viewers in on his backstory, which to date
have had only a few minor changes. What rubbed me the wrong way was how a majo
plot point at the beginning of the episode very obviously set up the finale; I
prefer something a bit more hidden, something that I forgot about because it was
so subtle. Still, it was a decently written, well acted episode. It had a
cohesive storyline, good pacing, and didn't bean the viewer over the head with
references that he or she wouldn't get.
I will reserve judgement on the series as a whole until I've seen one or two
more episodes. You can't always tell what a show will be like from the pilot.
I will also reserve judgement because Jim Butcher, the author of the novels, was
on set for the filming of a few episodes, and had a hand in the creative
process. Judging by his posts on the forums, he's very excited about it, and
very pleased with the adaptation.
My overall rating: Three and a half blasting rods out of five.
We lost another fish sometime today. Sidhe, the betta that used to live in
the library, had taken ill late last week, swimming in an irregular manner (or
should I say corkscrewing through the water crazily) and ignoring his food.
This happened a couple of months ago with Ghost, who used to live in a bowl on
my workbench in the office. This weekend he took to floating upright in the
water, as if standing straight up on the tip of his tail. He still wasn't
eating by the time I left for work this morning.
When Lyssa and I got home tonight from the allergist's office, Sidhe was
floating dead on the bottom of his bowl, gills flared, quite dead. We think
that it was old age and a blockage of some kind causing swim bladder disease, a
common killer of bettas.
Lyssa thinks that it is because we can't have more than three bettas at a
time in the apartment. Bettas are bred for a) beauty and b) viciousness. We
know for certain that the betta Eris hates all carbon based lifeforms with a
passion; he even went after Jean's dog, Chandler, when he tried to drink out of
his bowl. The ambient levels of piscine hatred are such that if there are more
than three bettas in the apartment at any time, the weakest will wither and die.
I'm starting to think that she's right.
New and interesting developments in the field of neuroprosthetics!
Researchers at the University of Pennsylvania are culturing living data cables by stretching nerves! Because nerves do
not mix well with nonorganic structures unless they are coated with organic
compounds and practically grown there, the most ideal way of growing nerves is
to take a section of viable nerve tissue, culture it in a growth medium, and
slowly stretch the section of nerve. The idea is that the neurons are stretched
away from one another, so the neuronal bodies and axons will lengthen to fill
the space. Interestingly, nerves will stretch at the rate of one centimetre per
day under ideal conditions; the longest cables so grown are 10cm in length.
Extension nerves grown using this technique were used for conveying relatively
simple impulses back in 2001 (!), and test-type extension nerves are already
seeing medical use in repairing the peripheral nervous systems of human
patients.
I said the same thing you probably just did: "How the hell did I not know
about this??"
However, bridging damaged nerves is one thing, but using the nerve cables to
connect electronics to the nervous system is another thing entirely, and this
hasn't yet been done with these cables. Animal tests are scheduled to begin
soon.
I don't think that they'll have much trouble getting the artificial signals
to the brains of test subjects: Professor Kevin Warwick of the University of Reading, England did just that years ago
in his famous experiment in which he grafted a basic plug into his peripheral
nervous system and used it to convey data from ultrasonic sensors and a computer
into and out of his nervous system.
It seems that winter has finally come to Washington, DC. Temperatures have
been bouncing around between the low twenties Farenheit and the high thirties,
finally coming to a bone-chilling low of 30 degrees Farenheit late last night.
I finally got home about twenty minutes ago, after going out to run a couple of
errands, and had a hell of a time getting home because of the snow now covering
the ground and the road. More's the point, it's freezing on the roads; I
discovered this the hard way when I almost spun out on the highway on my way
home. Thankfully, the TARDIS' antilock brakes kicked in when they were supposed
to, and saved my bacon.
Now that I'm back home and safe and sound, it's really quite pretty. The
roads are accumulating snow; so much so that people are actually driving slowly
on the Beltway (I can see part of it from my vantage point at home; the cars
appear to be going about thirty miles per hour). The roads are also freezing,
which caused my problems earlier today.
Last night Jarin and Raven came over to hang out for a quiet evening at home
watching the last two DVDs of Slayers, preceeded by a trip to Uno's for
a warm dinner. We sat around for a while discussing our cats, of all things,
and waiting for dinner to arrive becuase it was a busy Saturday night.
Slayers is a cute series: If you've ever played D&D it very much has
the feel of a silly, slightly overpowered campaign. There are lots of in-jokes
that gamers will get, and it's generally a silly series. It's brain-candy
anime - brain candy with collateral damage equivelent to the Hiroshima blast.
A lot of talking was done by all... I got quite a bit of coding time in on a
project that I've been working on, and I think will be ready to go live in a
week or two. Jarin was nice enough to go through the four boxes of books that
Lyssa and I cleaned out of our libraries and took an entire book home himself,
which left me many less to haul to the thift store to donate this afternoon.
All in all, I drove about four boxes of books, two boxes of cookware, a knife
set, a bag of clothes, and my old printer to the thrift store to donate, and
clear the apartment out somewhat in the process.
This weekend has been, by and large, a lazy one. I've been doing a lot of
coding, Lyssa's been doing a lot of knitting (she was half-done with her latest
scarf by midnight last night), and we've been perfecting the fine art of sitting
on our asses doing nothing. We had long weeks at work, and it's time for some
R&R.
Physicists at the University of Rochester have made a breakthrough in data
storage technology, namely, they've been able to store an entire image within a single photon using
holographic techniques. An image of the UofR logo was cut into a stencil and a
beam of laser light was passed through a beam splitter (classic holographic
imaging technique); then a single photon from that beam was passed through the
cut out portion of the stencil. Due to the nature of quantum mechanics, that
photon passed through every region of the cut away part of the stencil (or at
least, that's how the math behind wave/particle duality works). This single
packet of energy then passed through a cell of warm cesium vapour, which slowed
the photon down by a significant fraction of the speed of light and then a lens,
after which it was recombined with the other part of the beam split off earlier
(another classic holographic technique) and then recorded by a camera. If you
look at the before and after images generated by this storage system, there are
differences between the 'before' and 'after' images but you can still make out
that 'UR' really does say 'UR'.
The first pressing of the DVD boxed set of Doctor Who, season 28/2 has
a strange glitch in it: Footage from The Texas Chainsaw Massacre It seems that the master
tapes were used for the movie as well as New Earth, so partway through
the episode you'll get to see someone having their legs cut off. So far, this
has only been seen on copies rented from Netflix; it isn't clear if anyone of
the boxed sets up for sale right now have the bug.
The handlers over at the Internet Storm Centre have been noticing a
disturbing trend lately, namely, seeing the DNP protocol appearing on the open Net. You probably
don't care about this because you've never heard of it before, but the protocol
called DNP is used by process
automation systems (SCADA) that
control things like power generators and substations, pipelines, and other
systems that have points of control scattered far and wide, systems in which a
problem in one place can cascade into major problems everywhere downstream of
the first problem. Now, maybe it's just me, but I find it worrisome that comm
protocols for systems that most people would consider very important and
generally a Bad Idea(tm) to put on the open Net where anyone could find and mess
with them are showing up on the public, unclassified, unprotected Internet.
Now, granted, there are a couple of open source SCADA systems out there,
but they aren't very common at all. It's entirely possible that someone is
either using the DNP protocol for something non-traditional, or that it just
appears to be the DNP protocol but really isn't. Or, someone could be using one
of those open-source implementations as part of a simple experiment over the Net
and this is nothing to worry about.
I've looked at the packet captures in the ISC diary entry and done a bit of
searching, and it appears that the attempts on port 20000/TCP were trying to get
hold of the file /etc/psa/psa.conf, which seems to be a config file for a
software package called Plesk, which is control panel software for webhosting companies to control the
nodes in their server farms. This is the sort of distributed application that
a protocol like DNP would be useful for: Controlling lots of nodes that are
geographically distributed or so numerous that they would be cumbersome at best
to manage. It's possible that this just appears to be DNP, though, and that
Someone Out There has found a 0-day bug in Plesk and is actively scanning for
instances to exploit.
It seems that LA police completely missed something shady happening that was
not only reported by the public but recorded by a securicam: J. Random Stranger poured a bottle of mercury out on a subway platform, and the hazmat crew
arrived eight hours later to clean up the spill. The Joint Terrorism
Task Force says that this wasn't even a criminal act, which it probably wasn't
but for future reference it actually is because mercury is toxic, and in fact there are special procedures that must
be followed to clean it up. However, the guy who spilled the mercury hunted
for a way to call for help after he did so, which leads me to believe that it
was, in fact, an accident. Generally, if you're up to something shady like that
you'd plan it better, and place the call from somewhere else.
With regard to the bill yesterday that either could or could not have forced
webloggers to register as lobbyists inside the beltway, the bill didn't pass.
George W. Bush has deceed that all warrantless wiretaps now have to go through an independent court for review before they can be enacted. Congress seems to be of two minds about this:
While they are no doubt relieved that there is now a control on this power, they
also hastened to add that Bush still has the authority to order wirtaps
regardless. It is also not yet known if the order covers all such surveillance
actions or arbitrary ones to be named later. The legal body that will review
all such orders is the FISC, the Foreign Intelligence Service Court, which was
formed through FISA back in 1978.
A message from Emmanuel Goldstein of 2600 Magazine yesterday afternoon brings mixed news: Due to the scheduled demolition
of the Hotel Pensylvania, the HOPE Conference is in jeopardy. The Hotel Penn,
love it or hate it, was really the only hotel in New York City that 2600 could
afford to hold HOPE in; it was also one of the few hotels that most of the
attendees could afford to stay in... New York City isn't a cheap place, let's be
honest here. They are probably looking at moving it to a different city, but
it's too soon to tell, or even guess where that could be. To help get things
straightened out, they've set up a web forum
so that everyone can get together and hash things out.
I really hope that the HOPE conferences keep going. HOPE is one of the few
comp.sec conferences on the east coast that the folks at home in the basement
can afford to go to; most of them require corporate sponsorship because they run
several thousand dollars American per day, which is well out of the reach of
most hobbyists. Also, HOPE is always a lot of fun, and it's a good place to
meet people and maybe pick up a few stories to tell at one's favourite watering
hole.
A weapons test at the Naval Surface Warface Centre made the news ysterday
because a heretofore novel device was successfully tested: A railgun, more
technically referred to as a Gauss-effect linear accelerator. Railguns are,
conceptually, pretty simple devices: A ferrous projective rests inside a set of
conductive metal rails, through which an electric current passes. When a
sufficiently large pulse of electricity passes through the rails, the projectile
goes out of the business end of the device at high velocity. Whatever is hit by
the projectile either ceases to exist or has a very, very large hole through it
due to the immense kinetic energy imparted by the projectile. The prototype
isn't very powerful, as linear accelerators go - just eight megajoules of force
were imparted to the round fired, but when you consider the fact that most Navy
gunships' shells leave the muzzle with a net force of nine megajoules, that's
pretty good for a prototype. The best way to describe the impact of a railgun
is by comparing it to hitting something with a Ford Taurus moving at 380 miles
per hour.. not something you'd shake off with a couple of layers of ballistic
plate.
At this time, there is a bill before Congress that will change how grassroots lobbyists are treated, namely, requiring them to register on a quarterly basis as
lobbyists inside the beltway. This press release has been picked up all over
the Net - just about every cause you can think of that would ask people to write
in to push for things to go one way or another has noticed this bill. So many
have that I had a hell of a time finding the actual text of the bill in question at the Library of Congress.
Well, here's the gotcha: It'll go in 2 USC 1602, section 3, paragraph 18:
"`(B) PAID ATTEMPT TO INFLUENCE THE GENERAL PUBLIC OR SEGMENTS THEREOF-
The term `paid attempt to influence the general public or segments thereof' doesnot include an attempt to influence directed at less than 500 members of the
general public."
Which means that any forum that reaches more than 500 people at any time is
considered fair game, so long as the forum is paid by a client to speak out on
some matter, or spends $25kus or more in a quarter on this effort.
The people crowing about this, now that I have a chance to think about it,
are organisations that collect donations to try to bend ears in Congress. Joe
and Jane average (like myself, with a website and a text editor) don't get paid
to speak their minds, don't take clients, and do it on their own, so they don't
seem to fall into this category.
The text of the bill is pretty dense, and very confusing. It's easy to read
it either way, especially if you're multitasking and trying to do other stuff at
the same time.
On the other side of the pond, a group of UK police officers were dry-gulched
by a group of thugs armed with improvised weapons while answering a breaking and
entering call.. and were saved by an unknown person carrying a katana. No, seriously. The guy with the sword took down one criminal with a
(technically) nonlethal strike to the arm; two others fled and are still at
large; a third was arrested later. The guy with the sword is still on the
loose.
There is no word yet if he was accompanied by a teenage girl on a skateboard.
I don't really see how this is much of a surprise: The Pentagon and CIA have been pulling the credit records of US citizens without telling them.. Frankly, this is SOP
these days. Anyone with $30us to spend can buy the credit history of anyone in
this country without even a second glance. It's mostly legal to do so because
information brokering companies are in the business of selling information,
with the understanding (usuall enforced by a click-through agreement) that the
information will not be abused. It has been a reasonably common practice for at
least the past ten years for employers to pull the credit histories of
prospective employees. Background checking companies and skiptracers have been
doing this for nearly 30 years now. Even private citizens do this from time to
time to check up on not only themselves, but sometimes their significant others.
This is commodity information, and doesn't really fall under FISA. Hell, for
all we know these days, it might fall under the heading of OSINT because credit
histories can be gotten so readily for so little.
The sixth volume of the information security webzine Uninformed is now out.
I've been using my Grandtec flexible
silicon rubber keyboard for about two days now, and I'm not entirely sure that I
like it. Because it's flexible, one would expect a lack of tactice and audible
feedback from the unit, but one would not expect the sheer difficulty of getting
characters to register when touch-typing normally. The layout of the keyboard
is a little weird (there are four shift keys on the fifth row, in the first,
second, thirteenth, and fifteenth positions) but there are no 'real' HOME, END,
PAGE UP, or PAGE DOWN keys (those are implemented using a Fn+key combination,
which is a real bitch for coding). Also, there are three distinct SPACE keys
on the sixth row (one on either side of the obligatory spacebar), which, if you
are used to typing on smaller keyboards, are really going to cause you problems
because that's where one expects the ALT keys to be. Also, most every key on
this keyboard is the same size, which again hampers touch-typers because the
slightly different keysizes are an important tactile cue used to determine where
your fingers are on the keyboard.
Oh, also, did i mention the two ENTER keys, one full-sized oddly-shaped one,
and a much smaller one on the fourth row, right where the apostrophe key usually
is on a PC keyboard...
Also, the general mushiness of the keys is making my wrists act up; I've been
feeling a goodly amount of RST-related pain in my left wrist, and at this rate
the right is sure to follow. Not good.
I think I'm going to take this back to get a refund tonight. If they have
something like a Happy Hacker keyboard that I can tote around with me, I'm going
to go with that over a more portable yet worse-for-me silicone rubber keyboard.
The Sci-Fi channel is turning Neal Stephenson's novel The Diamond Ageinto a six-hour miniseries. Moreover, Stephenson himself is writing the adaptation
himself, so hopefully it'll survive the transition of media.
The first pirated HD movie has hit the Net - and it's a copy of Serenity. It was
ripped and encoded into an .evo file, but because it's a high-def media complex
it's huge, weighing in at nearly twenty (20) gigabytes in size. A programmer
calling him- or herself Muslix64 has released a utility called BackupHDDVD that
will do the deed of ripping the media, but there's a catch: The user of
BackupHDDVD has to hunt through the memory of the computer the HD DVD is playing
on to find the runtime key. If you read this thread at the doom9 forums, though, you will
find directions for doing this. In a nutshell, you need to start playing the
DVD in WinDVD, and then load up a hex editor to search through the system's
memory for the fourth occurrance of the string 'VPLST000.XPL'. At the offset
+0x0181 you will find the decrypted TK table, and at offset +0x1571 you will
find the volume's unique key. Feed these values into BackupHDDVD and it'll do
the rest. Of course, there will be some variation here, but if you read the
rest of the posts you'll get a pretty good idea of what exactly you should be
looking for.
Troy Hurtubise, who invented the anti-grizzly bear suit, is as it again.
This time he's developed a suit of combat armour for military use that (somehow, unsurprisingly) looks like it came out of a video game.
It's made out of ceramic composite and weighs about 40 pounds, which isn't too
bad for full body ballistic armour. It's stood up to live fire tests, and
Hurtubise is more than willing, he says, to wear the armour while being fired
upon. He's even put it through some of the paces that the military would, like
driving for four hours in the armour.
It is now officially the middle of January - so why is it 65 degrees
Farenheit and why are there people walking around in shorts and t-shirts? No,
seriously, what gives? I'm sitting here in khakis and a polo shirt in downtown
DC (wishing that I was working from home because it is, apparently, a holiday
and as such 90% of the city has the day off) in a building that's so empty that
most of the hallway and office lights weren't even turned on to conserve power.
It's a little creepy, actually.
Friday night I wound up staying up late to finish a veritable cornucopia of
laundry in preparation for the gather on Saturday, and consequently wound up
catching up on all of my sleep in one go, and got up around 1100 EST/EDT on
Saturday morning. Much to my chagrin, Lyssa had been cleaning since 0900 and
had scarcely stopped for a break. Once I was operational, I set about picking
up around the apartment as fast as I could: The living room didn't take much
work, or at least I didn't think that it did. We had to run a couple of errands
to pick up stuff for dinner and then head back to finish cleaning and start
cooking. Seeing as how the first thing we did was take the Yule tree down we
have a lot more space to work with in the living room.
As it turns out, we had a couple of cancellations, so we had a much smaller
crowd than expected. The Lost Boys are on the shelf with a bug picked up at
work last week; Hummingwolf wasn't feeling up to travelling on Saturday; Jarin
and Orthaeveleve also had other plans, which left Mika and Hasufin, Butterfly
and Mark, and later on Kash arrived to complete the set. We sat around for a
while catching up and relaxing (Lyssa and I had not really had a chance to rest
all day) so this was a welcome break from running around). After we'd all had a
chance to partake of the yummy gumbo that Lyssa had cooked up for everyone, we
put the last couple episodes of Hellsing into the DVD player and sat back
to watch the remainder of the series.
Update: They don't turn on the environment control systems at work on federal
holidays, so I said "screw it" and went home to work remotely. I don't fancy a
case of heatstroke in a high security building.
We nibbled off and on all evening as we watched television, and later on
switched over to Adult Swim to watch
Bleach. I spent most of the evening multitasking as I worked on a
project that I'm almost ready to release. We wound up parting ways around 0200
EST/EDT: Most everyone went home, Kash sacked out in the living room, and I
crashed for the evening not long after that.
The next day I went out a bit to pick up a few things for work, namely a
portable, flexible USB keyboard and a mouse with a retractable cable to use with my laptop, in an attempt to save my wrists. I
also did some driving around to stretch my legs and clear my head a little
because I'd been coding for much of the night in some capacity or another. I
finally had a chance to visit the Unique Thrift Store in northern Virginia,
which is one of the nicer thrift shops that I've visited in recent years. Lyssa
and I will be paying them a visit shortly to drop off a couple of crates of
stuff that we are getting rid of to free up more space in the apartment.. we've
gone on something of an inventory purge recently, and this is the best way, I
think, to get rid of stuff.
So far, we've thrown out about two storage boxes' worth of stuff we haven't
looked at since undergrad and have three boxes of books to donate. I'm still inthe process of going through my shelves, so this number will no doubt climb
shortly.
Later in the afternoon we got it in our heads to go out for Greek for dinner,
but because our usual haunt was closed (it was Sunday), we decided to try a new
restaurant called Skorpios' Grille (703-398-7777; 421 Maple Avenue East; Vienna,
VA 22180)... and wound up walking out because the food there, in a word, sucks.
The spanakopita was frozen and not fully cooked through; the hummus had no
flavour whatsoever, and was drowned in olive oil to make up for that; the gyros
were oily and just didn't sit well in our stomachs. The guy behind the counter
refused to refund our money when we complained and he even charged us for water.
When I paid for it in cash he didn't put it into the till to balance things but
threw it into the tipjar, which strikes me as shady.
That place is pants - five flareguns. Avoid at all costs.
We wound up having dinner at the Tyson's Corner food court, and were quite
surprised to find that the kebabs we'd gotten were at the far end of the bell
curve as mall food goes - very tasty, well-priced for what we got (which was a
bit more than regular mall food would ordinarily cost), and filling.
We'd gone to Tyson's Corner to take in a movie, vis a vis Children of Men, which is now showing in theatres.
It's a hell of a movie, make no mistake. Set in a world in which no children
have been born for a generation, despair has set in and the planet, in short,
has gone to hell out of despair and longing. It's an incredibly grim movie -
it isn't from the States originally, or at least it didn't seem that way to me
because the cinematography didn't feel like it was from Hollywood. The music
was understated and from an older time - late sixties, early seventies, with a
lot of anti-war anthems, and it was barely noticable behind what you could see
on screen. It was also a very violent movie - gunshots were gunshots, and you
didn't have the luxury of knowing what happened because it was offscreen because
they showed it to you, full screen, in brutal technicolor, without any of the
auditory cues (like over-amplified gunshots or screaming industrial music) that
American movies used to both highlight the violence as well as dull its impact
through distraction.
I had a hell of a time dealing with that movie. It hit hard on many levels,
most of all the violence. While it was a well-written movie, with a style of
cinematography that I find myself liking in its lack of ornamentaiton, it is
also amazingly depressing.
If you like movies that make the future world of The Terminator or
Neuromancer look cheerful, you're probably going to like Children of
Men. If you don't have a high tolerance for simulated violence, you'll
probably want to give this movie a pass. If you like complex cinema, regardless
of what's in it, chances are you'll enjoy this movie.
I've just closed an entire era of my history off to make room to grow. As
I've written before, Lyssa and I have been in the process of picking stuff in
the apartment to either throw out entirely or donate to the local thrift store
to not only clear room for new stuff (cough) but also to clear room out, period.
There are, at this time, approximately three boxes of books that will be hauled
to the thrift store for donation sometime this week. I've also gone through and
discarded six garbage bags of miscellaneous cruft that has accumulated in my
collection over the past ten years; fifteen years, if you count all of the stuff
from the last major purge that I couldn't bear to part with.
Much of said stuff I haven't looked at since I decided that it was too
precious to throw in the trash.
Paperback pre- and young teens' books from grade school? Going to a good
cause.
Fifteen three-ring binders of notes and handouts from undergrad,
documentation from yesterdecade, and whitepapers that are now obsolete as the
eight track? Headed back to the ecosystem by way of the garbage truck that will
visit the apartment complex sometime this week.
Flyers from a couple of raves that I spun at, more parties that I didn't spin
at, and skillions of other that I never even attended? Adios.
A couple of thousand miscellaneous stickynotes with cryptic one and two line
notes in different languages? Bunking with Wash.
That's not what gets me, though. While picking through everything on my
bookshelves and deciding what to keep and what to ditch, I found a handful of
messages from my BBS days that brought tears to my eyes and shaking hands. Most
of them wouldn't make most people sentimental but they mean worlds to me. Thank
you notes for BBS parties (like Triumvirpalooza 95.5) that I attended. Atta-boy
posts from when I graduated from high school. Pontification on the nature of
cyberpunk, which at the time was so cutting edge that it had already gotten into
a warm bath, slit its wrists, and bled out until it became but a dessicated
skeleton of what it started out as. First, second, and third drafts of short
stories, most of which are largely based upon the weird shit that tends to
happen around me whenever I set foot outside and the rest of the universe
decides to alpha test something on.. everyone else around me.
I came to a realisation tonight: I miss those people deeply. I love most of
them, too, in the way that twins can only bond. There are the people I grew up
with, the people who were with me when I got out of the hospital, when I
graduated from school, when I got my first 'real' professional job, the people
whose have lent me shoulders to cry upon (and occasionally, the reverse) when
needed.
People tend to be around when you need them, or when they need you. This is
not to say that people as a whole are fair-weather friends. Far from it. What
I mean to say is that lives are apart, meet up and join together for a time, and
at some point in the future part ways once again. We run into one another to
connect for a variety of reasons and learn our lessons, have our fun, and
otherwise do our respective things. But when we evolve into different people,
as Time and the reconciliation with History force all living things to do,
sometimes we go our separate ways.
Chances are, at least some of those folks will stumble across this post in
their travels. If any of you guys happen to read this, drop me a line, okay?
Even if it's only to say that you're still alive.
I'm going to nibble on more mochi and then go to bed, I think.
Good night, users of the Internet. I'll be dreaming about you.
It's now 41 degrees Farenheit, and trying to rain. What gives?!
This morning, after arriving at the Metro station closest to my office and
climbing the escalator (I need exercise, what can I say?) to the platform
closest the street, I noticed something that you don't hear very often in
downtown DC: Swimming through the air thanks to the odd accoustics of the Metro
station above the sound of the traffic was music. Live music, replete with the
little vibratos and imperfections that come with playing the same particular
instrument for many years for hours on end. Pan pipes, a wooden flute, bass,
and a drum machine.
After going topside again, I discovered that there was a trio of Latino
guys standing on the street corner with a nice little portable rig set up on
the sidewalk, carefully out of the way of the workaday crowd hurrying to their
destinations. As I'd determined earlier, they had a small PA system, a drum
machine, an electric bass, an electric guitar, what appeared to be a synth on
autopilot, and an older gentleman playing a pair of panpipes and a flute in
quick succession.
The song definitely wasn't an improv number; they had too much accompaniment
running on their computers for that. They have, however, been playing for quite
a few years, judging by how well they played. There are little things that you
pick up after a few years of playing an instrument, like a little buzz on the C
string of a guitar that means that it's frayed near one of the mounts, or the
way that someone playing a wooden flute doesn't always pick out every note but
sometimes slurs between them, which sometimes makes a song sound more
interesting.
I stood there for a couple of minutes listening to them play, and dropped a
couple of dollars into one of their guitar cases that was sitting open on the
pavement. They reminded me a little bit of the band Cuzco, in that they had a very organic feel on
top of all of the electronics (which did a good job of imitating accoustic
instruments, actually), but took their melodies in entirely different directions
from what one would expect.
Rachael Bevilacqua, also known as the Reverend Magdalene of the Church of the Subgenius has announced that she's regained custody of her son, following a messy divorce that used her performance at the last
X-Day Rehearsal in New York as a weapon against her in court.
For those of you who don't understand the mechanics of IP address blocks and
netmasking, you can think of the parts that say '0/24' as '*', meaning all
addresses under that block.
It is interesting to note that the MPAA is putting up dozens of trackers
serving bogus content, all in the same class C netblock. Thus far, they aren't
using one or two IP addresses from different blocks.
Lots of sound. Lots of fury. Lots of "we're going to change the world with
this!" No development of code, though. Some of the threads of discussion
remind me a lot of my .com days.. and embarass me just as much.
An excellent point is also brought up by John Young, in that it is common for
operatives to leak forged documents as part of a diversionary campaign or as
disinformation.
A couple of days ago I posted a link to an article about some changes made to US Postal Service regs to make it possible to search the mail without a warrant. The signing statement used raised one
hell of a firestorm, not only among the people but in the US government as well
in a "What did you DO, Ray?!" sort of way. As a result, a number of US Senators
went before the senate and did what they could to set the record straight by explaining what,
exactly, was supposed to happen (in short, nothing, it was intended to be a
restatement of existing law), and the circumstances necessary for mail searches
to take place (FISA requires that a search warrant be obtained unless there are
lives at stake this bloody minute).
I think I'll have a glass of white wine with my crow.
The way the signing statement (what a way to sneak things into existing
legislation..) was worded, it seemed to many, myself included, that mail could
be searched at any time for no good reason (which is to the uninitiated what the
warrantless secret searches and wiretaps appear to be). It seems that this
particular statement was not bugchecked before being committed to the
repository, which caused a similiar sort of panic.
It's just about the middle of January, and just now has winter come to DC.
I don't want to say that it's cold or anything but we've gone from wearing
t-shirts and shorts outside to frost on the windows and multiple layers of
clothing because the temperature has been below freezing for much of the day.
As if that weren't enough, the wind's been cold enough to feel like it's cutting
right through you, and the pressure waves of cold air coming off of the Metro
trains when they arrive at the station are enough to deaden one's sense of touch
as soon as they strike (and strike they do).
The only thing missing on the east coast is snow. We get the occasional rain
storm, which does predictable things to traffic down here, but nothing that's
actually stuck on the ground yet.
If the weather thus far is any indication, how weird is 2007 going to get?
I guess I spoke too soon with that last entry - presenting squid jerky postcards. No, I'm not kidding, Surumail postcards consist of dried, flattened
surume squid in a vacuum-packed envelope with a sticky label that you write the
address (and presumably the message) upon. They sell for about $3us each, but
don't seem to be available in the US just yet. The best advice I can give you
is to keep checking your local import stores for more information.
I can't find stuff like this when I want to.
Another thought: I wonder if these can be legally mailed in the US these
days.
I really should stop asking the universe if the world can get any more weird
than it already is. Most of the time I don't mind so much, but I do grow tired
of explosions all the time.. just the same, this caught my eye over morning
coffee today: Canadian coins bugged with RFID tags were found in the possession of US government contractors who'd gone over the northern border. Details are a
little sketchy because the DoD is involved, but it seems like the coins could be
used to track the movements of the people who carry (and don't spend!) them.
Nothing in the article suggests recording or audio transmission capabilty, but
this is serious enough in itself, because governments tend to like the locations
of their classified facilities a secret. Then, on the other hand, an unclassified report is going around that the story's bogus,
because Ameicans can't be expected to know whether or not the currency of
another country has been tampered with or not.
Frankly, I don't know what to think. It's possible to hide an RFID tag in a
coin or in a bill, that much is known. It's not quite so easy to know if there
actually is one or not because RFID readers don't exactly grow on trees, but
from time to time they will set off other kinds of sensors by accident. It's
also possible that they really didn't recognise the other coins, because they
were given some kind of 'special issue' currency (whatever that means).
But then there's a report from another US agency that says that the coins
were definitely tampered with...
I really hope that the sudden show of interest in net.neutrality isn't just jetwash. A bill has been introduced to Congress that would protect the
neutrality of Internet backbones insofar as the origin and destination of
information are concerned. Interestingly, it appears that the labor unions (of
which there are a few for telecommunications engineers) are making their
presence felt in this matter: It is said that by not restricting what the
backbone lines of the Net are used for, there is more incentive for the telecom
companies to invest and grow, which is, of course in the best interests of the
unions.
"A feast for fire and a feast for water; a feast for life and a greater feast
for death!"
--Liber Al vel Legis, Chapter II, verse 41
Robert Anton Wilson, author, philosopher, ontological prankster and hacker,
and all-around nifty guy went beyond when his body died at 0450 PST/PDT this morning surrounded by family and friends. The world is darker for his passing; it is
also somewhat brigher because he is now free of his shell and loose in the rest
of the universe, wreaking havoc and having a good laugh at the expense of the
domesticated primates, reptiles, and post-$SPECIES that Don't Get The Joke from
the subtle realms. Wilson was one of the authors of Principia Discordia and the Illuminatus Trilogy, as
well as myriad other texts over the years. His writing and W/work showed us an
entire universe of things to play with and think about, and set us loose like
merry children to play in the fields of imagination.
A memorial service is tentativly planned for 7 February 2007.
Hail Eris, old son. All hail Discordia. We shall never forget you or your
work.
...You know, after all these years I finally got around to writing him a
letter in the last week of December, 2006. For fun, I enclosed something from
my collection of rare techno-artefects, an IBM punchcard that I hadn't used for
anything yet. The letter was returned to me, unopened and marked undeliverable
earlier this week. I got a bad feeling off of that event; guess I was right.
That letter is now on my altar, sitting unopened. I think I'm going to put
it away after a while and leave it that way.
I wish I could have gotten to meet, Robert. I had a chance to but it just
wasn't meant to be. It looks like I'll have to wait until after the Eschaton.
Which Science Fiction or Fantasy Sub-Genre are You?
You are Cyberpunk. I'm thinking your computer is your one true friend. Take this quiz!
Saloncon 2007 has been announced! It wil be held at the Holiday Inn in Somerset, New
Jersey on 22 and 23 September 2007. Ticket prices will be $30us at the door and
$20us in advance. Technically, there won't be a con on Friday but the more
presale tickets they get, the better the chance that they'll be able to afford
one.
For those of you wondering if winter's ever going to arrive, wonder no more!
Someone in Fort Collins, Colorado is selling samples of snow from the blizzards they've been having all season. He's selling ten (10) samples at
$0.99us each, shipped in sealed one gallon baggies. So far, he hasn't decided
if he's going to pack the in dry ice for preservation.
Here's an unclassified memo written by the Transportation Safety Office that
I'd never even considered: How to search service animals, like dogs and monkeys. Among the gems in this set of guidelines, it is important to carry proof
that said service animal is not, in fact a pet, that TSO officers are trained to
not actually touch service animals (good, they understand that part), if you
have to leave the 'sterile area' so the animal can do its business, you'll have
to undergo the screening process all over again, and that the diaper worn by
helper monkeys may have to be searched.
Introducing the the iRobot, a robotics hobby kit from the creators of the Roomba and
the Scooba. It's a kit in the sense that you get a crate full of gear to work
with, you don't actually have to build the whole thing yourself, but this means
that you do get to start hacking on it as soon as you get it. You plug its
onboard microcontroller stright into your computer and start uploading code into
it. The iRobot is also designed for expandability: There is a cargo bay which
can be used for the attachment of peripherals you build yourself, such as new
sensor packages or possibly maniulators (or a taser gun...). It comes already
equipped with a basic sensor package with 32 inputs and 10 built-in demo
programmes, so you can mess around with it before you really get into hacking
them. As for some of the projects people are already doing with the iRobot,
check out the Bionic Hamster.
Here's an article just in from the "In other news, fire is hot and water is
wet" department: A study shows that studies funded by companies tend to frame the products of those companies in a better light. A three
step study of 111 dietetic studies of soda milk, and water was performed in such
a way that the groups of researchers were ignorant of the conclusions of the
others (the protocol is outlined in the article, it's pretty neat) to determine
if the findings of the studies would be helpful or harmful to the bottom line of
the organisation that actually funded the study. As it turns out, studies that
were funded by the industry in question were an average of six times more likely
to come out in favour of the funding body.
It's not a scientific study, it's an investment in the future of the company.
People aren't resources, they are thinking, independent entities that rely
upon mutual respect and job satisfaction if they're going to continue working
for you, and without that you'll be lucky to get anything at all out of them,
let alone something that actually works.
A heads-up to everyone planning on going to the Farpoint science fiction and fantasy convention in Baltimore,
Maryland in February: Summer Glau is working on a new television series, and
hence will not be able to attend, but she's traded off with Ron Glass ("Shepherd
Book"), also from the cast of Firefly and Serenity.
If you use the application called Steganography v1.7.* or v1.8 from Securekit, be advised: Files which have data hidden in them by this application have a recognisable fingerprint at the end of the file that gives away the fact that there is something hidden there. The
fingerprint can be found with any hex editor, and looks like this: 30 00 0?
FF FF. Moreover, once you know that something is hidden there, you can hack
the file with steganographically concealed data to extract the hidden stuff
without knowing the original password.
The Department of Homeland Security has not only demanded that the UK give it
access to the e-mail accounts of British travellers but it wants to scan their fingerprints into the FBI's criminal information database for unlimited use. First
of all, those fingerprints don't belong in a database of convicted felons; this
is very much a tactic of "Guilty until proven innocent". Second, what's with
this "unlimited use" bit? Who are they giving access to their databases to,
anyway, and why? What are they going to use it for? What are their
need-to-know criteria and situation? Third, biometric scanning systems are
notoriously unreliable - often the false positive rate is better than 50-50, and
techniques for manufacturing near-perfect fake fingerprints are no farther away
than your local grocery store. As for the whole "this will stop future suicide
bombers" schtick.. do you honestly think that a suicide bomber is going to care
if their fingerprints are recorded for all time? The whole point of a suicide
bombing is that the perp will be dead!
Security theatre: Act three, scene two. What a crock.
Note to self: All the walking in DC is making me go through tennis socks
faster than I can replace them. I've blown through six socks in three days
because they've ripped through without warning walk walking down the street.
This is a little annoying because I feel like a slob.
...this is embarassing.
It's 2007, so the time for upgrading is probably upon most of us. To wit,
here's something that should leave just about everyone drooling in anticipation:
This Thursday upcoming, Hitachi will put their one terabyte hard drives on the consumer market with an opening price of $399us.
The drives are designated 7K1000 and are designed for desktop and server class
machines, and are at this time aimed at people who store massive amounts of
video and audio data, though anyone who has built a personal file server to hold
data is probably looking hungrily at their favourite tech store's website while
waiting for them to appear in the catalogue. I know that I'm pondering how long
it'll take to get two of them so I can build a file server that'll get Lyssa and
I by for a year or two...
Another random thought for the day: Figure out what, if any sci-fi
conventions that J.C.Hutchins will be
attending and cosplay as John Alpha. That could be fun.
It seems that Acer's been doing something screwy with their disk images of
Windows on their laptops - like an ActiveX control that can execute arbitrary commands through Internet Explorer. The control is called LunchApp.APlunch, and takes as its arguments a hard
drive designator, a command to execute, and arguents to that command and
executes the whole shebang.
...like so, if you're running IE on a reasonaby recent Acer laptop.
There's an up-side to this: If you're running IE7, you'll get a warning bar
at the top asking you for permission to execute LUNCHAPP.OCX. The original
author of this warning is still trying to track down which Acer laptops
purchased from which regions of the world have this little beastie in them, so
please leave him a comment with whatever you discover.
"Burn me at the stake, and I will return with a new handle."
--Anonymous BBS user, circa 1994
Wow.. the most outspoken anti-homosexuality priests and preachers are falling from grace^H^H^H^H^H^H^H^H^H^Hin droves. This time the reverend Lonnie
Latham of Oklahoma was arrested for propositioning a male undercover police
officer for sex last Tuesday.
Lady Ada of thee Cult ov thee Dead C0w has unleashed her latest creation upon
the Net: Wavebubble, a miniature self-tuning radio jammer that can run on two bands simultaneously for up
to two hours on 3 AAA batteries or a rechargable integrated power cell. It's
short range (about twenty feet) but that's all you need to make reception hell
on the cellular frequencies. To reprogram it, all you have to do is jack it
into the nearest computer via USB. You can download all of the necessary files
to construct your own unit from the website (pending permission, I will mirror
them to Alexandria).
Actually using this device, of course, is highly illegal.
Let's try this again - I just lost the last update.
Lyssa and I are home from the Ferrett's Doctor Who weekend marathon,
having left at 0900 EST/EDT this morning to make it home arond 1530 EST/EDT.
It's a six hour drive from DC to Cleveland no matter which way you're going, and
I'm a little worn out from all the driving, but still we had a good time. We'd
started off by watching An Unearthly Child from the beginning collection. It's black and white. The acting's a little dodgy, and
not just because it was the first episode ever. Yet, it started it all..
Bit of trivia for you: The first broadcast of Un Unearthly Child was
delayed 80 seconds in 1963 because the BBC was covering the assassination of
John F. Kennedy at the time.
Next up was Tomb of the Cybermen
starring Patrick Troughton. It was around this time that everyone in attendence
began playing the Doctor Who Homoerotic Dialogue Drinking Game - not that
we're perverts (well, most of us actually are perverts, actually), but even the
most straight-laced of the viewers in attendence couldn't help but break down
laughing time and again because the action and dialog were just that bad..
Next up was Spearhead From Space, the
first of the John Pertwee stories. Ferrett described the John Pertwee era very
succinctly, namely, as The Avengers with alien invasions. This episode
featured the Autons, lead by the Nestene Consciousness, which viewers of the new
series will no doubt remember from the first episode, Rose.
After a short break, Ferrett showed the episode that put Tom Baker on the map
in the United States, Genesis of the Daleks.
This is the story that everyone remembers - the Doctor and companions being
hijacked en route by the Time Lords to prevent the creation of the Daleks before
they can become a threat. You've got it all in this episode: Crippled mad
scientists two fascist societies, the Doctor, the Daleks, and a healthy dose of
"For the love of all that is pure and watching this DVD, do it!!"
The day concluded with a showing of the final Peter Davidson story, Caves of Androzani. This isn't particularly one of my favourites,
but it dies stand out in that it's not the one Davidson episode that everyone
and their backup names as their all-time favourite. Unfortunately, it also
features the companion Peri, who is about as sharp as a sack of stoned mice and
twice as annoying.
After the marathon was over Ferrett broke out the sample-cups and the Jones
Soda Holiday Boxed Set - sodas that taste like turkey and stuffing, cranberry
sauce, dinner rolls, peas, and of course antacid.
It wasn't too nasty this year, I thought, save for the peas. The sodas
mostly taste like what you'd expect them to taste like. The buttered pea
flavoured soda, on the other hand, was just nasty. It didn't taste like
anything organic that I could think of, only flavour chemicals thrown together.
Ferrett's got a photograph of the face I made that'll be going up at some point
in the near future.
Afterward we trooped a couple of blocks to a local brewery for a late, late
dinner. A car full of high school kids was parked in a nearby parking lot
watching us. Take note of that: It'll be important later.
The whole mass of us sat around talking and eating fairly decent bar food. Ididn't grab a business card so I don't know what restaurant it was, but if I can
figure it out I'll post a link to it. Somehow I wound up in a conversation
about the Daleks and the Cybermen, and who would have the advantage in such a
battle (the final episode of season 28 aside). In a nutshell, the Daleks have a
type 2 civilisation on the Kardashev scale, i.e., they are advanced enough that they
exploit some very esoteric and at this time in the real-life year 2007, are
considered at best theoretical, are not only an engineered race but are capable
of re-engineering themselves, they have relatively fast interstellar travel, and
have figured out shaped energy fields ("force shields"). The Cybermen have at
most a type 1 civilisation, which is to say while they as a race engineer
themselves (they have to - they're a cyborg race, and have to manufacture parts)
and have energy weapons (blasters, practical lasers, et al), they haven't yet
gone fast interstellar, let along interglactic, and use appropriated technology
wherever appropriate (note the second: I'm referring to the season 28 Cybermen
(post-Age of Steel)). The Dalek's have superior technology and energy
reserves, in other words, and they are ruthless enough to use them.
Then I went off on the Kardashev scale and started talking about
transhumanism, and it went off into the aether from there...
On the walk back, the same car full of high school kids stopped at a
stoplight and asked us what a ragtag looking group of adults was doing walking
down the street at midnight on a Sunday morning. I turned to say something and
heard the faint telltale of a police car's siren spinning up, so I waited a
moment until it really began to scream and then yelled "Cheese it! Run!" and
took off down the sidewalk, with half of the group following me.
I couldn't have planned that better if I'd tried.
Lyssa and I stayed up with Zoethe and Ferrett until 0200 EST/EDT or so, at
which time we headed downstairs to rest up for the long haul home today. My
cellphone's alarm function woke us up at 0745 EST/EDT this morning, and after
hurridly getting dressed and packed we got into the TARDIS and headed for the
general direction of Washington, DC. We stopped off for a moment at Dunkin
Donuts to get breakfast (coffee cake and bagel sandwiches; their coffee doesn't
seem to suck anymore, either) and then hit the highway for the long haul.
That about catches us up for the weekend, I think. And so, to bed.
1128 EST/EDT. Lyssa and I made it into Cleveland, Ohio around 0155 EST/EDT
this morning (five minutes within projected arrival time!) The Ferrett is
running a Doctor Who marathon today,
and Lyssa and I made the long drive to Ohio from DC to join everyone. Some of
us have been fans for a while, some of us are new to the series (like Ian,
sitting on the floor across the room watching Rose from season 27).
First things first, but not necessarily in that order.. I left work early
yesterday afternoon so that I could pick up my car at the garage. The work was
finished, really, the final inspections had to be done before they could release
it, but the catch was that after the vehicle was ready, I had only 24 hours to
return my rental car and pick it up at the garage/rental agency. Annoying,
becuase I was supposed to drive out here last night...
So I made a couple of calls over lunch and managed to bump up the inspection
a few hours. End result: The TARDIS is ready for pickup at 1730 EST/EDT.
Somehow I managed to make it both there and back home on the beltway in decent
time, which is no mean feat for a Friday in DC, and then ran home to throw
clothes into a suitcase to hit to road.
After loading everything up, I took a moment out to make a couple of last
minute modifications to my car's electrical system to make the trip easier on
everyone, and then Lyssa and I set out.
Or started to, at any rate. We stopped off for dinner at the local deli; I
had to run home to pick up the power inverter so that we could plug our phones
in to recharge on the trip, and made it back in time to eat before my meal got
cold. The actual trip took about seven hours, counting two stop offs to stretch
our legs and get coffee. Not bad for crossing three states on the turnpike, I
think...
Today's the fifth of January - the TARDIS is supposed to be ready at the body
shop by now. Cross your fingers, everyone.
thunderbird -ProfileManager - For when you absolutely, positively have
to do things to your e-mail configuration that would make any sane system
administrator (hush, you!) cringe.
Laptop users take note: SanDisk is going to unveil its next generation storage drives at CES next week, namely, 32GB flash drives for portable computers. The drives
are built using solid-state flash technology, which means no moving parts (and
thus, lower power requirements). For a while they've been available for certain
applications outside of the consumer market, so this represents a landmark
advance for Everyone Else.. Everyone Else That Can Afford It, that is. These
new drives will cost in the neighborhood of $600us at the outset, which is a
hefty chunk of change if you're speccing out a new portable machine. Also, they
max out at 32GB, which is much smaller than most hard drives in notebooks these
days, so it's not actually all that much of a win. Still, it's something to
keep your eye on for the next year or two, as prices will start to come down
after they go into full release and higher storage density drives will begin to
hit the market.
Does anybody else find it ironic that the OpenBSD security alerts mailing
list (security (dash) announce (at) openbsd (dot) org) doesn't PGP sign the
messages it sends out? For all I know, the AGP-if-you-don't-actually-have-AGP
patch could be an attempt to get me to install trojaned code in the kernel tree
of my lab boxen...
It looks as if North Korea has lined up another test nuclear detonation without any prior
announcement or warning on the usual newswires. They're not sure if North Korea
will actually go through with it, though after the explosion detected on 8
October 2006 quite a few eyes and ears are focused on the country, that's for
sure.
This article pretty much sums up my point of view these days: I'm sick
of being told that I'm sick when I'm just having an off day. Natural variation
is coming to mean 'broken', when in fact existence is a spectrum of possible
states, and not a binary either/or
due to
the size and placement of the keys (they are much closer to that of a much
larger, desktop replacement laptop), the stroke action of the keys (I find the
sensitivity of the keys 'just right', and on top of that it clicks nicely (I'm
big on auditory feedback in my consoles)), and it's light enough to tuck into my
backpack along with everything else I carry to and from work on a daily basis.
My wrists haven't been bothering me since I bought this keyboard, and I must
confess I'm quite taken with it. I'd even recommend it to everyone, even though
I usually suggest to everyone that they figure out on their own what keyboards
to use (due to RST and all that rot).
