From Boing Boing:

"Mr. Lee is a cat in Germany, whose owner has attached a camera to his collar so that we can share his daily adventures! Some of the photos are mysterious. Others are beautiful. I love this!"

Cat has camera on collar so we can see what he does

... is a fucking rockstar.

Now that Paris Hilton is settling into her expected 23-day stay in jail for transgressions against mankind, one can only hope that her stay in the pokey will erase, or at least dilute, the delusional and masochistic qualities that seem to swarm in her DNA.

On the red carpet, here's what Paris told us: "I feel like the media portrays me in a way that I'm not."

Huh? How's that?

Oh, you mean the sex tapes? Or the party tapes featuring Paris spewing ugly racial and homophobic epithets? Or did she mean the let's-humiliate-Lindsay Lohan "firecrotch" tape? Or was it the new season of "The Simple Life" in which the opening episode featured her and Nicole Richie as camp counselors at a so-called "Fat Camp" where they squealed in seeming delight as they administered enemas to overweight campers?

...

And served a softball, [Sarah Silverman] cranked her bat like a propeller and knocked it out of the park. After announcing that Paris was going to jail, a roar of cheers went up from the crowd as Paris squirmed in her seat. And then came Silverman's crack of the bat. "As a matter of fact, I heard that to make her feel more comfortable in prison, the guards are going to paint the bars to look like penises."

How America turned a dumb blond who likes to do amateur porn into a star is anyones guess. Nice to see things in perspective every now and again.

Paris and Prison

I don't even know if this is good wine, but when the book draft is done, I'm popping this thing open.

LOLCats

The follow is an excerpt from the upcoming Ajax Security book. It discusses a downside of using HTTP cookies as a persistent client-side storage system: they get appended to every appropriate HTTP request.

To illustrate this more clearly, think of cookie storage like having to remember an errand to do after work by shouting it at the end of every sentence you say. It would sound something like this:

Bryan: Hello Billy, what’s Shaking?

Billy: Hey Bryan. Just finishing this chapter on offline Ajax. Pick up Red Bull On the Way Home!

Bryan: ... ... Uhhhhh, Ok. Why are you shouting that at me instead of writing it down?

Billy: Because I choose a poor client-side storage methodology. Pick up Red Bull On The Way Home!

Bryan: ... ... Ok, this is just weird. I’m leaving.

Billy: You should be glad I can only store 4K of data this way. Pick Up Red Bull On The Way Home!

Thats right, No silly appendices full of ASCII tables and RFCs. We replaced that crap with comedy. Extremely poor comedy :-)

All writing and no play makes billy a dulllllllllllllllllllll boyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy. [sleeps]

Disclaimer: This is most likely just Pat messing around. I'm not claiming this story is true one way or the other. I'm just relaying a funny story I heard in last night in a bar.

anyway...

Optyx is in Atlanta for the week and we got some drinks with John Terrill last night. A good time was had by all talking about crypto, web apps, the homies on #vax, brushes with the law, security charlatans, and new opportunities. The night was finished with a stumbling tour of Pat and my old stomping grounds: Georgia Tech.

If you don't know Optyx, he's forgotten more hacker stories then I'll ever have. The following is, as best as the beers will let me remember, the story of the Cray-2. I've tried to tell the story as close to the way Pat did. Any errors are the fault of Guinness

So I was living in San Francisco working at a web hosting startup. A friend of mine at Lawrence Livermore National Laboratory gives me a heads up, saying they were decommissioning their Cray-2 super computer. I decided to buy it but the regulations said the lab had to hold a public auction to sell it. However, it didn’t say how far in advanced the time or place of the auction had to be published. Through some help from my friends at the lab an auction got setup where I was the only bidder.

The auctioneer wasn’t in on the scheme and he opened the bidding at $2000. I looked around, saw I was the only guy, and said “$1000.” They sold me the Cray-2 for a grand and I took back to my house on Treasure Island in the back of a U-haul. A Cray-2 weights more than a ton so this was not an easy task.

The big problem I had was how to power the thing. I hacked together a power converter and ran it off the 3 phase power outlet for the clothes dryer. But I had this girl roommate who used to complain about not being able to dry her clothes when she wanted because the computer was on. So the uptime of the super computer was dependent on the laundry habits of a roommate!

After the first month, I got the power bill. It was $2200. I decided it was time to sell the Cray.

Through a mutual friend, I found some .com yuppie who wanted to buy the Cray and use it as a couch. I sold it for around $3500 to recoup the cost of the machine and the power bill. I visited his house which was on the side of a hill in SF. You’d park in a 1 car garage underneath the house and used stairs to go up into it. It was like a big loft space on the 1st floor and that is where he decided to put the Cray-2. I asked him if his floor was reinforced because the Cray-2 weighted a ton. The yuppie said the house had steel floor beams and not to worry. I broke the Cray down for shipping (which consists of breaking it into 300 pound pieces you move around with a pallet dolly) and delivered it to his house. The stairs were really steep but with the help of a bunch of friends we got each piece into the house. I set it up for him in the living room but didn’t plug it in.

About 3 days later I get a call from the mutual friend. The Cray-2 broke through the floor causing serious damage to the house. It fell down into the garage and crushed the yuppie’s month old BMW 7 series. I immediately left work and went to the yuppie’s house.

It was the most beautiful destruction I have ever seen. A destroyed super computer on to of the crushed remains of a beautiful car. Most of the Cray looks like it had landed on the hood of the car just in front of where the windshield would be. The impact almost sheared the front of the car from the passenger compartment. It appears that the Cray then fell backward on top of the rest of the car, crushing it. Both axels were broken and there was glass everywhere.

And that was the story about how I owned a Cray-2 super computer for a month and a half.

For future reference:

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Based on methodology from the JavaScript vulnerability scanner Jikto, we will also demonstrate DOMinatrix, a JavaScript payload using SQL Injection to extract information from a website's database.

DOMinatrix: Spanking the DOM the way the DOM likes it! I'd like to thank Dan Kaminski for the suggestion. He came up with the name and challenged me to come up with the spanking victim. You'll see it at Blackhat.

Hello all,

Just a reminder that we've got a call today at 2 Eastern, 11 Pacific.

I'm attaching below a list of Web research methods compiled by the security pros in our group. The agenda for today is to get a feel for how the law might interpret these actions, and how likely criminal prosecution would be.

Today is going to be a good day :-)