Computer Hacking and Other Monday Thoughts
It had to happen sooner or later. You just knew it was coming.
It took me about a month and a half, but I finally hacked through my company's computer security policy today. It felt good, too. Real good. Real, real good.
Not that I'll start abusing this discovery, mind you. In fact, I won't do anything about it. The accomplishment lies in simply achieving it, not exploiting it. I mean, did Sir Edmund Hillary build a house on top of Everest after he climbed it? Exactly.
And yes, I think that's a fitting comparison.
Moving on, there's an odd collection of thoughts that have been clunking around in my brain since the last time I was posting regularly (speaking of which, I must have taken blog-fiber pills or something, because all of a sudden I've found myself back into regular posting mode).
(Thought 1 is outdated by about 3 weeks, possibly more)
I don't understand the outcry about Kate Moss using cocaine. Like you never saw this coming? A 60 pound European fashion model? They use coke like you and I use coffee. That would have been like finding out in 1977 that Robin Williams took amphetamines (not to throw him under the bus, and not to imply that he was, but do you think it would have surprised anybody?).
Don't get me wrong, I don't exactly endorse the white stuff, never have, never will, but this is the same chemical that Thomas Edison used to drink. Are we going to stop using light bulbs now? Let's get a grip, folks.
(Thought 2 is also outdated by roughly a month)
Really disappointed hearing about Paris and Paris splitting up. This had almost as much potential as the Cruise-Cruz union. Speaking of which, I always wondered if they would have switched names, kept their own, or gone with some weird hybrid. "Ladies and gentleman, introducing Mr. Tom and Penelope Cruuze."
(Thought 3 is almost 2 months old)
Kudos to the NFL for finally playing a game in Mexico City, where attendance can regularly break into 6 figures. I bet it was the work of one of the execs who played a little too much Madden '05, because that's exactly how I figured out that strategy last year. Of course, I chose to move the Dolphins, not the Cardinals, but it's the same idea (for non-video game nerds, that's an NFL game where you have the option of relocating your franchise).
(Thought 4 comes from my road-trip to Maine earlier this month)
What happened to bucket seats? Can I still get those without buying a pickup truck these days? If I'm on a long drive with the girlfriend, this is a must. Somebody should really look into this. Stupid center console.
(Thought 5 became outdated on Friday)
My pick for the next Bond.
Now, this is going to seem weird, and it's only if they decided to go for an American guy, but I really feel like Terry O'Quinn from Lost would have made a decent Bond. I really do. And I know I'll get disagreement on this, and I know he doesn't have hair right now, but I just needed to get that out there.
There, I said it.
5 Comments:
OK, I'm leaving this comment up here because it's actually a decent bit of spam.
Insulting, don't get me wrong (I talk grammar good, thank you very much), but it's not as obvious as the others.
On the other hand, it could simply be a warning of worse things to come.
Stay tuned.
Yeah_ that Quinn guy looks like Sean Connery constipated so I guess he''d do.
You didn't think that Paris/Paris was for real did you? It's about as real as Cruise/Holmes is/was/whatever.
Thanks for allowing the link on my blog. I think you're pretty funny.... albeit a little sarcastic sometimes... but that's ok. It's what makes the world go round.
They can still track it, I haven't circumvented that part yet. I've just hacked past the proxy server.
And what's this I hear about sarcasm?
Thanks for adding the link, Brad. I hope I've helped to provide some traffic to yours as well.
As for Terry O'Quinn, whenever I think of him with hair, all I can think of him in "The Stepfather" series.
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