Free IRC hosting!

Well, I am not sure if hosting is the best wording there, but now that we are on a nice stable new server, we are able to offer any sites or hacking groups who want their own IRC channel or channels a place to live.

IRC.BINREV.NET is our official IRC network and home of a very active #binrev community. Beyond that, it also houses channels for the assorted BR groups (not many left these days), the HPR channel, and many more. If you have a small community and want to have a reliable server where you can have your own registered channels and nicks, run bots (not botnets, lets be clear about that), and join a server that is already active with members that may cross over into your channels or channels that you may also join, then binrev.net is the place for you.

Contact me if you are interested. I’m pretty easy to find. Post a reply to this entry if all else fails.

Tweet twittering twatters

So I have recently started twatting…errr…tweeting? twitting? Whatever it is, I finally broke down and tried it. I know that I swore I would never tweet (I think I even tweeted that exact statement) but I ran out of games to play on the iphone while bored and fired up the twitter app and started twattling. I can’t imagine it being something that I do regularly or frequently, but I might post an occasional funny picture that I take from my portable telephonic computer machine with photographic technology. Hell, I only have a tweeter account because someone else registered it in my name to promote the web site and then gave the account to me.

The main thing that I hate about twitter is how people fucking post CONSTANTLY! I have already had to remove a couple of people from my twat list. My GOD you do not really think that people care that much to hang on your every word…do you? I mean, thousands upon thousands of twitters? I just don’t care that much about your twat to have it pollute the rest of the people who twist responsibly! Holy shit, there were 2 people who twastered so often that they were generating 25% of my twatter posts for crying out loud! I mean, I like these people, but only post when you have something funny or interesting to say. Posting every mundane detail of your life, which is apparently so boring that you tweet 20+ times per day, is just pointless. It is the same reason that I don’t read your fucking blogs either! I mean, yeah, I don’t post to my blog often, but shit, at least when i do it has a funny picture, an emotional drama filled rant, or an occasional useful bit of information.

This leads to the second thing that annoys me. Why is there some social obligation to follow everyone who follows you? I see this a lot more on facebook. I have friends who argue about why they didn’t accept someones invite on facebook. I mean, WTF? Maybe I don’t use facebook and didn’t see your invite. Personally, I still do not have a facebook account! If I did, I would not feel obligated to reciprocate following you anyway. I mean, back to the reason that I have a twizzler account…A lot of my friends are from all over the United States (and outside for that matter) and this may be the only way that I can keep in touch with them. If you are a friend in real life, then I will TALK TO YOU ON THE PHONE or MEET YOU IN PERSON and hang out of something to find out what is going on in your life! I mean, if you are only friends with someone on twatservice, then you aren’t really friends. Talk to them on the phone sometimes, meet up in real life, even if it is only once every year or so. All of those celebrities that you follow are NOT YOUR FRIENDS! I only follow Daniel Tosh because he is funny as shit, not because we buttfuck on the weekends.

I will tweetle only when I have something funny to share or if I find something interesting, and I will keep it minimal. A few posts one day, but maybe not for another week or two after that. Be realistic. If you do care, you can see my tweet on the side of this very blog. You can also follow me, if you want, at the obvious “@stankdawg” tweeter-totter name. Do not be surprised that I might not follow you back just like I won’t be butthurt of you stop following me either. I am not everyone cup of tea…Hell, I may not be be anyones cup of tea and I am OK with that.

In case you haven’t figured it out, I have no idea what to call this shit so I call it different words all the time. I am pretty sure that it doesn’t matter since it all sounds the same anyway.

PS: If you think I am talking about YOUR twitter account, I am certainly referring to someone else. I love YOUR twattles! Its that other guy that I can’t listen to any more.

Hackers for charity… but where are the hackers?

I just saw a post from my good friend Johnny Long about why he won’t make it to defcon this year. Johnny is one of the greatest human beings that I know inside or outside of the hacking community. He said the same thing that I have been feeling for years and has the same frustrations. I know EXACTLY how he feels. He started a wonderful project with hacker for charity, but as so often happens, you only have a small number of people on whom you can rely. It ends up being a lot of work and if no ones comes on board and steps up to assist, then it becomes a one man show. Eventually, that one man hits a wall.

I was very fortunate to have a lot of great friends in hacking that helped get binrev and all of our assorted projects going. Sadly, most of the projects have fallen to the wayside or have been abandoned completely as real life pulled people towards other priorities. Most of us still hack. I know that ntheory and I are working on some things right now. dual pops his head up every once in a while with something kool. I talk to decoder all the time still. But we are only a few people that are doing things while everyone else consumes. I could segue here into a rant on consumerism, but it is ironic that hackers, a bunch of seemingly anti-consumers, are such mindless consumers of information without actually creating any new content of their own.

Take a note from Hacker Public Radio. Those guys and girls are doing it right. Please support them. Support hackers for charity. Support can mean anything from finances, to time, to knowledge, or just mentoring someone in these very forums. Find a way to support ANY/ALL hackers. If not, we will regress as a community instead of growing as a family. We are all family…aren’t we?

Here we go again

Possible hosting changes in the future. What a fucking mess. I retired to get away from this shit!

I am scrambling to find hosting solutions again. I am 95% sure that I can find something but there is a small chance that this is the final nail in the coffin of binrev. BinRev is holding on to the edge of the cliff by its last fingers here people. None of you people help out. No one contributes. Its all up to me to hold it together and I don’t care anymore if you all don’t care. I treat it like an archive now more than anything.

SHOW ME THAT YOU CARE!!! How?

lurk moar and Post moar!
volunteer to help moderate the site(s).
record episodes of HPR.
Use the blogs and galleries that we provide.
link to us from your sites.
recruit others to come and join binrev.
create new project.
do research and write articles.

Just fucking HACK!!!! something! anything!

I will go through the work of moving hosts (I don’t need hosting offers, I have that in-progress) but unless someone starts stepping up, we are going down for the last gasp. I served my time. 12 years of my life to this family of sites trying to make a difference in the hacking world and herd cats into cooperating and working together. It was a short-term success with great people like dual parallel, bland, decoder, enigma, droops, nick84, so many others and then it just fell off. It is a long-term failure. Where is the next generation to replace us old farts? I know you are smarter than me. Show us! I will finance it all as long as I can and as long and I see people caring. If you stop caring, so will I.

You provide the content now. My shift is over. I clocked out.

Blockbuster fail

Is this a new kind of Sticker shock? I see it at a lot of places but blockbuster is the worst. They put so many fucking stickers on the movies that I can’t even figure out the title!
The girl who kicked the WHAT?!?!
whatnest
Fakers?  Lakers?  Takers?
akers
The GIRL who could be anyone who did anything but I will never know!
girl

The proposal story

I have had to tell this story a million times in the past week so I thought I would share it here as well.

I know that she didn’t want some big over the top event (so I stopped pursuing the Orlando Magic game big screen idea) and preferred something smaller and around family. So I decided that I was ready just after a great Christmas with both of our families and was going to pull the trigger just after midnight while we celebrated new years eve at her families house. It is a great date to propose since it was 1/1/11 which had significance to me for obvious reasons. I had already had the talk with her father and gotten his blessings and he was the only one that knew that I was going to pop the question that night. I get along great with her family and I knew that her mother would be as excited as she would be. Unfortunately, as the night drug on, her and her mother both fell asleep on the couches. Her father was cool and kept trying to keep them awake, but we were fighting a losing battle so I told him that I would figure something else out and we started driving home.

If you know me, you know that I always have a backup plan. 😉

It was about 11:30 or so while we were driving home and one of my other ideas popped into mind so I decided to go with that plan. I drove very slowly, and kept her thinking that we were going home. I took a different route that took us by our church and when we got near it I just suggested that we stop by for a little bit since we were in the area. She thought it was sort of strange since the church was most certainly closed, but she knows that I can be weird like that sometimes and went with it. Unfortunately, even though I drove slowly to try to get the timing right, we still got there about 5 minutes until 12 and I wanted to do it right after midnight, so I had to stall. I decided to drive around the church (it is a big church) and just pretend like I was looking at the other building and areas just because “I have never looked around here before”. I stalled until about 1 minute before midnight and then pulled the car around to the front of the church and parked. I figured that would work out perfectly that right when got in front of the church (which was closed) I could do my thing. That’s when the next hurdle appeared…the security guard.

So here we are, at almost midnight, driving around a closed church, parking, and getting out and walking up to the front doors so of COURSE a security guard would find that suspicious and drive up! Being the social engineer that I am, i scrambled towards him quickly to intercept him still trying not to ruin my surprise as much as possible. I have this ring in my pocket, but the girlfriend right behind me, and I had to get past this security guard without giving away my secret. I just told him that we were had been out of town for the holidays and hadn’t gone to church and were only staying for a minute (all true). He thought it strange but said “Ok, I guess”.

Now it got tough. I should also mention that this church, and this bench, is where we first met and had our very first date which is why it was my original plan anyway. I only had a few seconds left before midnight and I had my whole speech in mind and was trying to start but she said that it was cold outside and she kept grabbing me telling me to keep her warm. I pushed her away and told her to wait a minute, but she kept wrapping herself in my arms for warmth until finally i grabbed her by the shoulders and said “I’m trying to tell you something.”. I told her that I brought her here because it was where we had our first date and where it all started and that I loved her very much and that as the new year started, I didn’t want to spend another year without her in my life. I got down on one knee, looked into her teared up eyes and asked her to marry me. Right at that exact moment not only did we have the figurative fireworks going off between us, but we literally had fireworks going off in the air because it was new years eve.

Oh yeah…she said “Yes!”

Sometime you just know when things are right. When the fireworks went off, and I slid that ring on her finger, my whole world felt right for the first time in my whole life.