Live from Austin!

A satellite TV hacker has testified in court that he was paid for 10 years by HarperCollins, a publishing company owned by Rupert Murdoch.

The hacker’s job, according to the prosecution, was to break DISH network’s cryptographic security and flood the market with pirate DISH satellite cards. The idea was that this would cost DISH nearly a billion dollars in lost revenue, perhaps putting them out of business or weakening them ready for a takeover.

That, in turn, would have left DirecTV–part owned by Murdoch –with a monopoly on satellite TV in the US, just like Murdoch’s Sky has a monopoly in the UK.

Poor Hans Reiser. He might be a bit of a dick, but it seems like even his defense attorney dislikes him. According to the SF Chronicle, the attorney compared Reiser to a duck-billed platypus, and suggested that he was "a genetic mistake". He even illustrated the point with a presentation slide of a platypus and a cuddly stuffed platypus.

But when I read this:

Du Bois said Hans Reiser is the victim of "one of the great screw jobs," perpetrated by his wife. "It’s easy to screw a platypus," he said.

…my first thought was that no, it probably isn’t.  A platypus is like a bird–its reproductive organs are in a cloaca. So I don’t think there’s much to screw. Anyone know for sure?

While I’m on the subject of platypus sex, did you know they have 10 sex chromosomes? They’re truly weird creatures. Weirder than computer scientists.

The parakeet finally came home with us on Monday, as he seemed to have settled down to life without other birds in his cage. He traveled from the pet store in a little cardboard box with air holes in. Unfortunately, the store is the other side of Austin, so by the time he got here he was huddled in the corner of the box, terrified.

We returned him to the cage, and set up his food and water. He spent Monday evening in what looked like a state of shock or misery, his head low. He didn’t really move or make a sound, and we felt rather concerned for him.

This morning I woke him when I went down to make coffee. He was more alert, but still very quiet. He had a morning handling from rothko, and we weighed him to check he was maintaining his weight. A mere 28g, but that’s apparently healthy.  He spent most of the afternoon sitting quietly. When I checked on him he would occasionally yawn, or fluff himself up.

I think he was basically recuperating, because after I finished work he suddenly perked up. Half way through my exercise break he suddenly started chirping loudly. He wandered around the cage, played with his toys a little, then went to the food dishes and started eating.

I think he spent a good couple of hours filling his face. At one point he paused and went and got a drink, then returned to the food; this resulted in his beak getting the dietary supplement powder stuck all over it, which was pretty amusing.  He sat and digested for a bit and watched me. After a while longer he took some of the crunchy food (seed and fruit-flavored pellets), and sat and munched at it noisily on the upper perch.

By around 9:30 he was looking sleepy and content. So I’m feeling better about his general health. Hopefully tomorrow he’ll be back to his normal self, clambering around like he did in the pet store.

"I thought a repository was something you shoved up your ass until I discovered Ubuntu."

We’ve been wanting some sort of pet for a couple of years now; rothko more than me. We both love cats, but with my cat allergy that just wasn’t an option. (I’ve heard about a breed of Russian cat that supposedly lacks one of the genes that leads to the salivary protein that triggers the allergy in humans; however, they’re a pretty rare breed, so I haven’t encountered one I could test.)

I’ve grown to like dogs. I hated them as a kid, but I really liked Martha’s beagle. We considered an Italian greyhound. I gave one a thorough allergy test, sniffing deeply. No problems on that score. But it would have fallen onto me to walk the dog, and I just couldn’t deal with having to pick up feces.

For a while we thought we might get a couple of ferrets. We bought magazines, read books, and gave the matter careful consideration. Certainly they’re cute, entertaining, and I like all kinds of weasels. We almost went the ferret route, but ultimately we decided against it. The main problem is that our house just isn’t even close to ferret-proof, and it would be a massive adjustment to make it so. Plus, they need very hands-on constantly supervised playtime every day, and we couldn’t come up with a good location for the cage. Overall, I just didn’t think we would be able to do a good enough job of looking after them.

Then rothko got enthusiastic about birds.

I have to say that initially, I had no enthusiasm for them at all. But then we looked after Jennifer and Chris’s canary while they were away for a couple of weeks, and the little guy’s cheerful cheeping grew on me. He seemed to love the noises the Wii made while I was playing Super Mario Galaxy. I’d wake him in the morning and chat to him each time I walked past. He’d flutter around, tweet back, and eye me curiously.

We started with the research again, and soon started to focus on parakeets; specifically, American budgerigars. Unlike canaries, you can let them out of the cage, have them sit on your finger or shoulder, let them play on toys, and so on. They’re basically miniature parrots, they like to be talked to, and many learn to talk back–it’s not unknown for a parakeet to have a vocabulary of a couple of hundred words. They also like music and occasional gentle grooming.

There was a minor problem, though. Budgerigars were a huge fad in the 1970s in England, and even the word "budgie" immediately reminded me of the 70s–and not in a good way.

However, it turns out that there are two kinds of budgerigar : the English budgie is the larger bird with the fluffed up inset inbred face that I find unattractive, while the American budgerigar, more often called a parakeet, is more svelte and avian. Also, there are colors other than the yellow, green and blue stereotypical shades that make me think of flared trousers.

So, we looked at parakeets. We got a nice large cage. And last week, we went to a store that had a new shipment of birds, and selected a blue-gray one who seemed to have a reasonably nice boyish disposition. (The males are more likely to talk, but it’s impossible to sex them until adulthood unless you get them DNA tested.)

The store likes to keep the birds paired up while they get used to their new cage, and have you visit them for a few days to handle them and have them get to know you. I was a little concerned about our ability to tame him, as initially he was fairly flighty and bitey. However, by the time we left on Friday he would sit on a finger for ten minutes at a stretch while we talked to him, so I think he’s going to be fine.

We will be getting a gray-blue parakeet. Suggestions for a name would be welcomed.

I upgraded to the latest WordPress. I’ve checked LiveJournal OpenID login, and it works. However, since some people have complained that they can’t get it to work, I’ve also enabled manual signup.

I also took a look through the available plugins, and found the OpenCalais Archive Tagger. It uses the Reuters OpenCalais project, a database of semantic information, to automatically go back and add relevant tags to all your previous posts. I’m giving it a go, I figure anything that can make it easier to find interesting stuff amongst the 20 years of writing here has to be worthwhile.

Please create the following Java MIDP application for my phone:

When you run the application and take a picture of a barcode using the phone’s camera, it decodes the barcode, and adds the item to my Amazon wish list or some other Amazon list of my choice.

If Amazon doesn’t carry the item, it should add an “unrecognized item with UPC code xxxxx” item instead.

Thanks.

P.S. Please don’t try to patent it.