Australians in Europe
Preparations for next weekend (and the second half of the week) don't involve much in the way of rock&roll. Tent and like malarkey - yes, postmodern haircut and avant-garde trousers - no. Instead I'm hacking with the craptop, trying to get BSD 6-BETA01 to talk to the GPS, forgetting that I was going to make it do SMTP+TLS and generally attempting to harden the thing as much as possible.
I'll also need to translate some useful phrases:
"No, two cases of the wheat beer, ta."
"In the UK we call it 'wife beater'."
"I'm sorry, was that your access point?"
"Trying IIS exploits against a FreeBSD box makes you look like a cock."
I'll also need to translate some useful phrases:
"No, two cases of the wheat beer, ta."
"In the UK we call it 'wife beater'."
"I'm sorry, was that your access point?"
"Trying IIS exploits against a FreeBSD box makes you look like a cock."