My colocated machine, prometheus, was hacked. I discovered some unusual processes running today. No files gone, so far as I know, but the assholes were running warez. I am so pissed off. I shut it down immediately, and would have attempted to recover, but I need a second drive to put a clean install onto, and I couldn't buy one on Christmas Eve without having to wait in line until Boxing Day.
I was up against a 2pm deadline--that's when my ISP's support staff went home and I could no longer gain access to the machine room. I found out about the hacking at 1pm. Thirty minutes to get to a Friendly Neighbourhood Computer Store who wanted about $40 more for a 30g hard drive than Best Buy wanted for a 60gig. So I drove back to Best Buy where I was ignored by a cashier for ten minutes while he probed the depths of the accounting system for another customer. Finally I passed the time of no return, where I couldn't get the drive to the ISP before they shut.
Driving home, visions of sugar plum fairies did not fill my head. Instead, I was picturing the sight and sound of a baseball bat smashing the kneecaps of the teenage pricks behind it. Have a happy Christmas, Nat!
--Nat
Re:Catching the Cretins
petdance on 2003-01-08T20:21:34
And what did the naked FOAF do with the cretin?Can you be intimidating when naked?
Re:Catching the Cretins
dws on 2003-01-08T21:25:15
Can you be intimidating when naked?How would you feel when confronted with a naked screaming man armed with a baseball bat?
He kept the perp cornered until the police arrived. (The police had been a few blocks away, investigating a prior car break-in the perp had done. They found a bunch of radios in the guy's back seat.)
