No fucking idea when that happened. Might have been when I made love to the rear end of that VW Beetle with my bike on Thursday.
From Hack a Day:
The transponders and readers perform no authentication. Someone could wander through a parking lot with an RFID reader and pick up the ID of every tag in the lot. They could then write their own transponder with the stolen IDs. Here’s the really bad part: the transponders support unauthenticated over the air upgrading. You can force any transponder to take on a new ID. An attacker could overwrite every tag passing a certain intersection and cause havoc in the toll system. Some have suggested that there are IDs in the system that are unbilled, since they’re assigned to administrators; these would be especially attractive to thieves.
How do we fix this system? Here’s the problem: the system is defined by California law. An update to the way things are done would take legislative action.
Sounds kind of fucked. The post also discusses the issue with being tracked/logged via FasTrak, the one big reason why I never got one when I still had a car.
Photo by Jeff Keyzer.
As it stands, before an application can make it into the iTunes store for public download/purchase, Apple has an approval process. They either say yes or no based on a number of factors I have yet to figure out. I’ve been reading about a few apps I was looking forward to get the thumbs down when going in for approval. Some of them are jumping ship and making their services available through Cydia with a hacked up device, some of them have called it quits.
For the past few days since I got my iPhone, I’ve observed some really stupid apps. It’s very much to the point where Apple wants nothing more then quantity over quality. But why bother rejecting submissions that are useful? Much of the same gripes I had with Danger/T-Mobile when they opened up their application catalog, but on a wider scale.
About 30 minutes ago an application appeared in the store called “I Am Rich” which features a ruby like glowing rock for the icon, and for the most part only displays a larger image of the said ruby. It does nothing else. The description is as follows.
Art & Livestyle – Not for everyone
The red icon on your iPhone or iPod touch always reminds you (and others when you show it to them) that you were able to afford this. It’s a work of art with no hidden function at all. After pressing the (i) on the main page, a secret mantra will be shown. This may help you to to stay rich, healthy and successful. If it’s to expensive for you – check out my other apps – they are all much cheaper.
What the fuck is this shit? I feel this is nothing more then a message from Apple to the rest of the dev community, “The app store is a joke, we will not take you or your applications seriously while we are enjoying our brandy, door is to your left.”
And yes yes, iPhone migration post coming soon.
I don’t normally post memes, or anything of the sort. Mostly they end up being a fucking survey or something pointless (the internet is totally a better place when everyone knows which Carebear I’d end up fucking). What I’m asking here isn’t a meme so much as there is no fucking requirement at all to run along with the chain mail by reposting this in your own personal journal. You can if you want, but then everyone will end up doing it, the world will be blanketed with bland sameness, our names will all sound similar and in the end no one will dress in anything buy gray clothing.
Also you can totally just consider this post to be balls and move along. I hear the DNA Lounge is a great place to go.
After reading this start a timer for about ten minutes. Spend that time making replies to posts in other people’s journals. Doesn’t matter who (comments turned the fuck off here). In most cases the easiest thing is to just continue reading your friends page, if you don’t want to do that there are always other places to find random posts. After your countdown ends finish typing your last comment and submit it, walk away from your computing device, grab a glass of whatever you have at home that you favor (alcoholic or not), sit facing a window outside. Enjoy the beverage for another ten minutes. Take a deep breath, continue living your day.
Why? Responses are important. Getting feedback means the rest of the world is very much out there and alive. This has nothing to do with you, unless you begin dialog, which in its self is a whole another world.
Here’s a bucket of gas and a match, start some shit up.
Via Slashdot and Filmstalkers. If the video isn’t showing up, as I’m guessing it wont display right for some people, go the Filmstalkers link.
OMGWTFFLIGHTCYCLES.
Reed pointed and asked, “Wtf is that?” It’s nifty. Others wanted a link, here it is.
I need a personal photo project again. I need some rules, some sort of challenge. Should I give 365 self portraits a go again, or try something new? If so, what?
On the second day of CONvergence, I thought it was a good idea to act like a zombie would, by falling down a flight of stairs in a fit of blood and brains. Qarly tells me that I had this grand idea well before I got rip roaring drunk, while I’m pretty sure it was more like midnight.
Any how, some point in time that night my multi-tool slipped out of my pocket. Yes, I lost my Leatherman in Minneapolis. On returning back home, I promptly rode out to REI to grab a new one (my 4th Charge Titanium) only to find that they no longer carried it. Hopping onto Amazon I found what I wanted for a fair cost and ordered it.
Today I got my smiling package, popped it open, and found this huge ass tin box. Guess the model of the Charge I like is now some sort of limited collectors item, too good for a plastic heat shrink display case. Not too sure if I want to keep the flimsy tin box or what.
Suggestions on what I could do with it?
Over 4th of July weekend, Qarly (supetoope) and I jumped ship on any Juplaya plans, got on a plane and headed to Minneapolis for CONvergence. I didn’t really know what to except other then a convention filled with folks that enjoy sci-fi. No one, except for a secret contact, knew about our visit plans, so it was a bit of a surprise.
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