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April 8th is Rex Manning day. And my knowing that probably lets you narrow my age down to within about a 5 year range.

I had to take a minute today to find the thread because last night I was having an otherwise unremarkable dream about being in an airport. But at some point I told the person next to me that I had picked the wrong crayon on Lemmy (#4 from the linked thread) and I needed to ask the desk attendant for a blue one.

I took a day trip to Newport Oregon today, but was still in a Ten Forward frame of mind.

While I am glad this ruling went this way, why'd she have diss Data to make it?

To support her vision of some future technology, Millett pointed to the Star Trek: The Next Generation character Data, a sentient android who memorably wrote a poem to his cat, which is jokingly mocked by other characters in a 1992 episode called "Schisms." StarTrek.com posted the full poem, but here's a taste:

"Felis catus is your taxonomic nomenclature, / An endothermic quadruped, carnivorous by nature; / Your visual, olfactory, and auditory senses / Contribute to your hunting skills and natural defenses.

I find myself intrigued by your subvocal oscillations, / A singular development of cat communications / That obviates your basic hedonistic predilection / For a rhythmic stroking of your fur to demonstrate affection."

Data "might be worse than ChatGPT at writing poetry," but his "intelligence is comparable to that of a human being," Millet wrote. If AI ever reached Data levels of intelligence, Millett suggested that copyright laws could shift to grant copyrights to AI-authored works. But that time is apparently not now.

Electricians are here and are working in the unfinished attic over my head. I keep imaging dust raining down, or worse. My cat has developed a 1000 yard stare probably picturing 180lb squirrels walking across our rafters.

We've also hit out first unexpected snag. Hopefully first and only.

Super nice guys though, I feel bad for how often they keep getting hurt in my imagination.

Here's the story if your day has been too full of good news and you need a palate cleanser.

I saved my fortune cookie for a snack, and it turns out this guy really like how they smell.

Alt Title: How to take over the world using abandoned S3 Buckets

Watchtowr has moved on from using expired domains to assume authority over entire TLDs and instead is using blind trust in S3 addresses to infiltrate governments and militaries across the world.

The TL;DR is that this time, we ended up discovering ~150 Amazon S3 buckets that had previously been used across commercial and open source software products, governments, and infrastructure deployment/update pipelines - and then abandoned.

As for the research itself, it panned out progressively, with S3 buckets registered as they were discovered. It went rather quickly from “Haha, we could put our logo on this website” to “Uhhh, .mil, we should probably speak to someone”.

These S3 buckets received more than 8 million HTTP requests over a 2 month period for all sorts of things -

• Software updates,
• Pre-compiled (unsigned!) Windows, Linux and macOS binaries,
• Virtual machine images (?!),
• JavaScript files...

Not as catchy as "swasticar," but I like it.

Good evening, Nick and fight fans throughout the Federation! Tonight, we bring you a battle of the virtual assistants—a clash of the quirky, the helpful, and the homicidal!

That's right Johnny. Badgey has a tip for Clippy, and it's at the end of a bat'leth.

I was cleaning out our car after 17 years of loyal service and I found these unused tickets to see The Toasters at a great venue in Eugene, Oregon from January,08.

My wife and I aren't sure why we didn't go (or give away the tickets) but it probably was a combo of it being a Wednesday and that we moved the weekend before.

My gift's wrapping paper knows that Santa can't get his work done without Tux.Fittingly, inside were 3 PiZeros.