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San Fran Hunts For Mystery Device On City Network
alphadogg writes "With costs related to a rogue network administrator's hijacking of the city's network now estimated at $1 million, city officials say they are searching for a mysterious networking device hidden somewhere on the network. The device, referred to as a 'terminal server' in court documents, appears to be a router that was installed to provide remote access to the city's Fiber WAN network, which connects municipal computer and telecommunication systems throughout the city. City officials haven't been able to log in to the device, however, because they do not have the username and password. In fact, the city's Department of Telecommunications and Information Services isn't even certain where the device is located, court filings state."
Power cycle it with a city-wide EMP.
Life would be easier if I had the source code.
I'd think that a red device would be easy to spot in a server room.
<erno> hm. I've lost a machine.. literally _lost_. it responds to ping, it works completely, I just can't figure out where in my apartment it is.
if the answer isn't violence, neither is your silence / freedom of expression doesn't make it alright
...his boss whom he considered an idiot...I'd have to agree with that assessment
Second that motion. I'd say these guys are like the Marx Brothers of network administration, except they don't know the Secret Woid, so it looks like they're a couple notches down.
As Indy deciphered the symbols, he found the correct sequence of tiles to push. The huge stone door slowly opened. Indy grabbed a torch and headed inside. At the end of the long room, there it was on the throne: A massive server. It was archaic, and it appeared to be attached to a punch card reader. Along the sides of the room, there were two rows statutes of archers pointed at the center. Indy made his way slowly to the monitor and keyboard of the server. He brushed away the dust and hit the spacebar. The screen turned on slowly and it displayed:
SCO Server 1.0
Your license has expired. You owe use $699.
>_
Suddenly the archers rotated positions and were aimed at Indy.
"Oh boy."
Well, there's spam egg sausage and spam, that's not got much spam in it.
I recall hearing a story about a Sun Sparcstation 2 at my old college that had accidentilly got sealed inside a wall by construction folks when re-working the building the CS lab was in to eliminate a few closets for structural support reasons.. nobody could find it (shock!), but kept using it as a DNS server for another six years. It was found about 2 years after it stopped responding to ping when some component (nvram?) let out, and it started beeping after a power flicker.
I CAN find a wireless device It's called Radio direction finding, with the right gear you can do it, and I have located 802.11g devices with it. It's not hard.
so you may start calling me SUPERMAN.
Do not look at laser with remaining good eye.
Did they try the Rouge Admin's office. It's probably that beige box under his desk... Either that or he made up the device and it does not exist, he's laughing at them ripping the place apart trying to find it :D
Laters Sol "Have you found the secrets of the universe? Asked Zebade "I'm sure I left them here somewhere"
Why can't he be a bad guy AND be surrounded by morons-- you know, the old "bad guy surrounded by morons" routine...???
You mean like the VP of the United States? That has been done before.
There are now dozens of cars packed full of cheetos cheap laptops and foul smelling individuals travelling near, or perhaps at the speed limit, towards san francisco. They're full of people thinking the same thing, "Shit if they can't find a wired device, they sure as hell can't find a wireless one!"
it's a very big LED.
Oh, the irony... "Anonymous Coward: If you have nothing to hide, you have nothing to fear!"
Why can't he be a bad guy AND be surrounded by morons-- you know, the old "bad guy surrounded by morons" routine...???
Dark Helmet: Who is he?
Colonel Sandurz: He's an asshole sir.
Dark Helmet: I know that! What's his name?
Colonel Sandurz: That is his name sir. Asshole, Major Asshole!
Dark Helmet: And his cousin?
Colonel Sandurz: He's an asshole too sir. Gunner's mate First Class Philip Asshole!
Dark Helmet: How many asholes do we have on this ship, anyway?
[Entire bridge crew stands up and raises a hand]
Entire Bridge Crew: Yo!
Dark Helmet: I knew it. I'm surrounded by assholes!
[Dark Helmet pulls his face shield down]
Dark Helmet: Keep firing, assholes!
--You will rephrase your request for me to go to hell. Goto statements are not acceptable programming constructs
I went to a boarding school in Kenya for high school. The system of bells ran across the campus of several hundred acres and many buildings in a closed loop, with all the bells in series. The system ran through the main office, with the Super Secure Bell System locked in a cabinet there so nobody could access it. Penalty for messing with the system of bells was said to be expulsion.
The problem was, that all you had to do to get all the bells on campus to ring was to wire the loop back into the mains.
We took a clock from the darkroom in the photo lab, and ran two wires through the face plate. We then ran another strip of wire along the minute hand, so whenever the minute hand swept by a certain point on the clock every hour, it would complete the circuit for about 30 seconds and ring every bell on campus.
We then hid this contraption under a pile of wood in the attic of the wood shop. Right after convocation when I could no longer be expelled, I ran into the building and turned it on.
Apparently the bells rang off and on mysteriously for most of the next month of holiday until they managed to follow the loop and find the device. Good times.
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Their clients, for reasons best left undisclosed, could not upgrade...Start with being 60-1600 meters below the ocean surface...
Good job, tightlips ;)
Their clients, for reasons best left undisclosed, could not upgrade...Start with being 60-1600 meters below the ocean surface...
Good job, tightlips ;)
I knew Atlantis was somewhere.
When I leave, though, I'm planning on EARNING the blame I'm sure to get :)
psmylie's dictionary: Godzillion (noun) Any number large enough to destroy Tokyo
Seriously, when I finally leave my current job I'm going to be very disappointed if my name isn't cursed out on a weekly basis for at least a year.
Old joke, many variants:
The new _____ finds a note from his predecessor: "There are two envelopes in the upper drawer. When you are in trouble for the first time, open the first envelope. When you are in a big trouble for the second time, open the second envelope." In a couple of years he got into trouble, opened the first envelope he got from his predecessor and read: "Blame everything on me." He did so and got out of trouble. A couple years later he got into a big trouble again and opened the second envelope. It said: "Prepare two envelopes..."
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