Family and digital graffiti.
Sunday afternoon, gorgeous day, beautiful woman, party to attend, and I was meandering through a store called Target. Voice mail buzzed. It was a cousin, one who is very close to me in age and demeanor, as well as hair longer than mine, and he was thinking about stopping by to see me.
I haven’t seen him since the family was together a few years ago. I hastily rearranged my schedule, and we spent part of the afternoon, out under the awning of a local coffee shop, sipping ice tea and other beverages.
Not that size is important, but he was telling tales about his children, a 12-year old daughter who is five-foot, nine inches and still growing.
“Old wives’ tale about taking their size at age two? According to that, she’ll be 6-foot-four.”
Cousin (Virgo) left, home to Planet Houston.
Then, after going by that sweet Pisces for her birthday party, I came home to fish.
Fed a lot of fish, caught one. Then I checked the web page, and in under 15 minutes, I corrected a little problem.
I’d left a slightly insecure administrative utility in a virtually unused directory, and that was discovered by someone with a purported UK address.
The perps just changed the index file, didn’t get any data (nothing worth keeping – must’ve been a disappointing hack), and when I started changing passwords via secure channels, I screwed up more stuff than the break-in. Plus frustration.
Copied the digital graffiti, saved the “fingerprints,” and I took care of my little administrative leak. Only took about 12 hours. Last day of the month. Too bad it means I have to monitor the site more closely for a while.
Unrelated image:
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How I wish I’d moved to an Apple server, especially after Sunday night’s minor annoyance.
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