Tuesday, March 30, 2010

pwnat - NAT to NAT client-server communication

Cunning ICMP stuff to make direct connections 'cross NATs.

Monday, March 29, 2010

I have decided

I have decided
Bright shoes are where it's at. They force you to be a cheery goon, which is clearly highly desirable. I've gone so far as to throw away my old dull, dark shoes. That ain't me no more.

Saturday, March 27, 2010

(untitled)

David Teter’s comment:
pepperoni and roasted green chile pizza
trail rider pizza
tijeras, nm

(so, so, so good)

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

TV Go Home

Remember this? From way back when Charlie Brooker's satire was brutally, bitingly good, and he didn't just write down the sort of lazy low-rent "criticism" that you or I or people we know quite easily come up with in the pub but don't bother to write down because it's just off-the-cuff throwaway tut and sell it to gullible editors because he can't be arsed to do anything proper like he used to? Like this, or Nathan Barley? Well, I do.

Sunday, March 7, 2010

Drive-by

Drive-by
Completely failed to capture the real meat of what was going on here, which was a couple of officers out of the car, questioning the driver they'd pulled out of the car they'd pulled over. They looked a bit jumpy though, so I didn't feel like pushing my luck. Still, nice colours.

Bishopsgate, London
Quo vadis?

Quo vadis?
… asked the two officers of this gentleman. Among a variety of other questions, no doubt.

Dean Street, Soho, London
Market police

Market police
Making sure there's nothing amiss round the market stalls

Borough Market, London
Follow that taxi!

Follow that taxi!
I always wanted to shout that out. "STICK THE SIRENS ON! Take him alive." Go! Go! Hang on - what? He's parked up? Oh.

Under the East London Line railway bridge, Kingsland Road, Shoreditch