Knottery

Sorry for the lack of postage yesterday. Not sorry like an apology, of course; sorry as in, you were deprived of my genius for twenty-four hours, and I’m sympathetic to that. 😉 (When you have so much homework you have to take the morning off your day job just to get it done, the blogging doesn’t quite happen.)

But I had my final exam last night, which means no class for a few weeks, and a short chance to breathe.

*breathes*

Yeah, that’s the stuff.

So I’ve been getting into Celtic knots lately, doodling them in my notebook margins all semester. Thought I’d share a few…

This one’s called a Trinity knot, or triquetra:

A little pudgy...

A little pudgy…

A little better, still kind of skewed. Also, floating in a wheel of fire?

Somewhat better, still kind of skewed. Also, floating in a wheel of fire?

Not sure what this one’s “official” name is, but I call it the Quad. Sort of a variation on the Trinity.

Like the Olympic rings got sucked into a black hole...

Like the Olympic rings got sucked into a black hole…

Don’t know the name for this one either, but it pops up a lot if you google Celtic knots.

I did take actual notes in this class, I promise.

I did take actual notes in this class, I promise.

You might also recognize it from the beginning of Dark Knight Rises:

As you can see, they blatantly stole their logo from my computer science notebook.

As you can see, they blatantly stole their logo from my computer science notebook.

This one, the Eternity Knot, is actually a Buddhist symbol rather than a Celtic one.

Eternal. Tiny, but eternal.

Eternal. Tiny, but eternal.

Infinity x2

Infinity x2

Most knots aren’t just a single enclosed picture, but can be extended linearly as long as you want. I’m running out of time this morning, so I’ll just post the rest of the pictures without the commentary:

Do you doodle in your notebooks? What kind of things do you like to draw?

Secret Files (And How to Make Them)

Maybe you want to start a journal, but you don’t want your brother to read it. Maybe you’re corresponding with spies in Luxembourg. We all have our reasons for wanting secrecy. But how do you hide a file on your computer so nobody else can find it?

You could change its properties to Hidden, but that’s not very secure – anyone can go into Folder Options and set Windows Explorer to show all hidden files all the time. Or you could bury it deep in a bunch of folders, but someone could still find it by searching. How do you keep a file really, really secret?

If you’re on a Windows computer, try this. Click Start, then Run. Type “cmd” in the box and click OK. Now you’re at a command line. It should look something like this:

In the beginning was the command line.

(If these screenshots are a little hard to see, you can click them for a slightly bigger view.)

In this command line, the part before the “>” tells you where on the computer you are right now. If you want to go to a different file path, just type “cd”, space, and then the new file path you want, and hit Enter. (“cd” stands for “change directory.”) Like this:

Wonder if they'll change this command to DVD anytime soon?

Once you’re in the place you want, you can use the command line to create a new text file in Notepad. Just type “notepad”, space, and then the name of the file you want to create. It’ll ask if you want to create it. Say yes. Bam, there’s your new text file, open in Notepad.

welcome to my pad

keepin it oldschool

Okay, close the Notepad window.

So far we haven’t done anything too exciting – we just created a regular text file. But now we’re going to hide another text file inside of this first one. How?

Simple. Go back to your command line, and type in “notepad newfile.txt:secret.txt”

Of course, if you called your original text file something besides newfile.txt, you’ll use that file name instead. And your secret file doesn’t have to be called secret.txt. You can call it anything you want. The main thing is to put the plain-view file’s name first, then a colon, then your secret file’s name.

SECRETS

Once again, it’ll ask if you want to create the new file. Say yes. Now you have a new Notepad window open, and it looks like this:

I feel like James Bond already

Notice the file name at the top: “newfile.txt:secret.txt”. We’ve got our secret text file open.

Type anything you want in here. Save it and close it. Now take a look in your folder. What do you see?

nothing up my sleeve...

Just newfile.txt – no sign of its secret sister. But you can always open it again with the same command you used to make it in the first place, “notepad newfile.txt:secret.txt”.

Now, if you do a search on this folder, none of the contents of secret.txt will show up in the results. In fact, if you look at the file size of newfile.txt, it only reflects the size of newfile’s contents. Secret.txt could be as huge as you want, but you’d never know it. (By the way, this technique is called “Alternate Data Streams” – google that if you want to learn more.)

Nothing is 100% secret, of course. If somebody knows what they’re doing, they can track down these secret files too. But you have to know what you’re doing, and you have to be specifically looking for them. I work in IT, and I mentioned this technique to several of my co-workers. None of them had heard of it, or knew how to find the hidden file.

One word of warning: if someone deletes newfile.txt, then secret.txt will be gone too. Just so you know.

Did this make sense? If you tried it, did it work? Anybody have any questions?

Do you think you’d ever use something like this?

The View From My Window

shadowscape

Bards, that erst sublimely told
Heroic deeds, and sang of fate,
With fervour seize their adamantine lyres,
Whose chords are solid rays, and twinkle radiant fires.

-John Keats
from “Ode to Apollo”

I’ve decided: it’s going to be a good week.

Friday Links

I'd be grinning too if I were floating in space

In case you haven’t heard: Sally Ride, the first American woman in space, has died. She was 61.

I liked calculus *before* it got all mainstream.

Why is computer programming so hard for a lot of people? Maybe the people who write books about it aren’t helping

respect mah beardz RESPEK IT

PvP gets a double link this week for delivering two great comics.

Y U NO RESPEK MAH BEARDZ

SMBC offers its opinion on robotic souls with its customary aplomb. Also, “aplomb” is a fun word.

where mah beards at :(

Not sure if I’ve linked to Buttersafe before, but it’s pretty rad on occasion. Also, nobody says “rad” anymore.

Have an excellent week!

Secrets of Digital Forensics – Revealed!

We may not all agree on whether robots have souls, but one fact is beyond doubt: your computer files have an afterlife.

Say you’re using Windows and you have a Word document saved on your hard drive. Recipe for sweet pickle casserole from your Aunt Mindy. You hate sweet pickles, and Aunt Mindy’s visit is over (finally!), so you decide to get rid of the document.

You select the icon and press Delete. Is it gone? Not yet, of course. It’s in the Recycle Bin.

Ok, you empty your Recycle Bin. Now is the file gone? Nope. You can’t access it anymore, but it’s still there.

See, Windows keeps a record of all the files on your system and where they’re located, and that record is separate from the file data itself. When you delete a file, it just removes the record of the file, changing the status of that space from “in use” to “available.” The actual data is still there, completely intact.

By the way, this isn’t some sinister plot hatched by Microsoft to immortalize sweet pickle casserole. Nearly all operating systems do something similar. It’s not about privacy, it’s about efficiency. Deleting only the records of the file is much quicker than deleting the file itself – and most people think their computers are slow enough as it is.

Time goes by. Since the recipe data is marked as gone, Windows may overwrite that data in the future. It may be gone just a few minutes later. Then again, it might not. How long could it last? Hours. Weeks. Decades. It all depends. And even if part of the file is overwritten, the fragments that remain can still be recovered, examined, and possibly reassembled.

Instead of just deleting that one file, let’s say you completely reformat your hard drive. Clean slate, everything gone. Right?

You can probably see where this is going. Even reformatting your hard drive is more of a bookkeeping exercise than anything else. It still doesn’t scrub clean the actual data.

This applies not just to hard drives, but to USB flash drives as well. So if you let your friend borrow your flash drive for the weekend, he could – theoretically, if he wanted to, if he knew how – he could look at not just the files you meant for him to see, but many of the files you’ve deleted from the device over the the last few weeks, months, years. He could copy them onto his own computer, and you’d never even know.

How? There are lots of tools out there – many free, and many others cheap. Active@ File Recovery is one I’ve used myself with great success – the trial version is free, and the full version is something like $30. Of course, my own intentions were less nefarious. I was trying to recover data from one of my own hard drives that had died years ago. (I was very successful, too.) But it’s worth keeping in mind that such tools exist, in case you ever save any files with data more sensitive than a casserole recipe.

So how do you clear out those old, deleted files? One method (in Windows, at least) is to use the “cipher” command. Detailed documentation on “cipher” is here. I haven’t tried it myself yet, so if you go down that road, do it with caution. And even if you do completely delete the data, some information remains. The Windows Registry stores vast troves of metadata about your activities, including a list of recently accessed documents. That doesn’t apply to the flash drive scenario, but it’s still something to keep in mind.

Should you be worried about any of this? Eh. Not necessarily. Sure, people can violate your privacy with computers, but then people can do all kinds of terrible and complicated things. That’s just part of living in a society, and it’s been true for centuries. You trust some, you get burned occasionally, and life goes on. Nevertheless, I think it’s good to at least be aware that deleted files do not disappear.

I’m taking a digital forensics class right now, which is my source for a lot of what I’m telling you. If you have any questions about this, or any other digital forensics topic, ask me in the comments. I’m far from an expert, but I’ll do my best to answer.

Masterpiece Theater #2

Who was up till after midnight last night finishing their research paper? I’ll give you two guesses, and the first one doesn’t count.

Another of my high school masterpieces. Enjoy. Barring an international incident, regular posts return tomorrow.

Where's Chief O'Brien when you need him?

What’s been keeping you busy lately?

Attack of the Killer Jigglypuff!

Good morning, hypothetical reader!

I got up at the more-ungodly-than-usual hour of 5 AM today, and I’ll be heading out before 6 to get to a meeting in Detroit at 8. Besides which I had class until 8:45 PM last night, and I have a paper to finish tonight. All of which means: no post today.

Instead, please enjoy this animated gif I made way back in my freshman year of high school, when I was in my “Hey animated gifs are super cool” phase and I made them frame by frame in MS Paint.

jigglah-PUFFF

(Who am I kidding? I still think animated gifs are super cool.)

Have a great day!

Postmortem: The Dark Knight Rises (Spoiler-Free)

"Gotham City, moar liek Gotham Sh*tty amirite? OH!"

To keep this post spoiler-free, I’ve put all the spoilery parts in white text in brackets, like this: [what’s up now peeps]. Just highlight the text if you want to read it.

So. Dark Knight Rises. This is a strange one for me, because it’s hard to separate out the movie I saw from my personal reaction. Of course, nobody can be 100% objective, but I ought to at least give it a try. With that in mind, here goes: Dark Knight Rises is a movie with many good things about it, a movie many people will like, that I personally did not especially enjoy.

That’s not to say I hated it. Certainly there was a lot of cool stuff to watch: epic destruction, complicated chase scenes, fun new costumes. I think the problem for me, though, was that it felt empty. I didn’t connect, emotionally, with any of the three main characters: Batman, Catwoman, or Bane. (And yes, it’s possible to connect with a villain, even if you don’t like him: see Dark Knight‘s Joker.) When they got into danger, I wasn’t on the edge of my seat. It was just stuff happening on a screen.

I’m not exactly sure why. It’s hard to quantify the mechanics of emotional attachment. Maybe part of the problem was that they didn’t seem to grow as human beings. Yes, Bruce Wayne does eventually change [letting go of the Batman persona] but that’s all at the end of the movie, after the action has died down. Throughout most of the film’s three hours, he’s just a tough guy in a mask. One sequence in particular [where he climbed out of the prison] was apparently meant to show some kind of personal triumph, but it didn’t come across that way to me. He was the same person before and after. Yes, he demonstrated that he never gives up, and yes, that’s commendable, but it’s not exactly new – either for Batman, or every other superhero story from the dawn of time.

Beyond all that, I never felt like the threads of the story ever tied together into a satisfying climax. Almost all the (spoiler-free) reviews I read in advance said that the ending was spectacular, and deeply satisfying, but I never got that. One part of the story in particular, which had been building for a full two hours, ended in an especially weak and anticlimactic way [Catwoman shooting Bane]. And the giant plot twist [that Miranda Tate was Talia al Ghul] just didn’t matter to me at all. I’m sure it will have more effect on others. As I said, hard to separate my personal reaction from the film itself.

Of course, there are plot holes and logic gaps by the barrel, but those didn’t bother me for the most part. Hell, I enjoyed Star Trek IV, for Pete’s sake. The only one that really got under my skin was the way Batman went about fighting Bane – it just didn’t seem very, well, Batman-like. [You get your spine broken in a fistfight, and when you finally climb your way back to a rematch, your only strategy is…another fistfight? Utility belt broken, or what?] But that wasn’t a huge deal.

Let’s see, what else? Anne Hathaway as Catwoman: pretty good. It was tough to separate her stereotypical “nice girl” image from the Catwoman character, but that wasn’t her fault. Bane as a villain: eh. He got the job done, but it was hard to take his “sweeping out the corruption” schtick seriously, maybe because it was so simplistic. Which, by the way, makes it all the more surprising that Batman never offered any kind of rebuttal, aside from the fist-to-face variety.

As I said, there were things to like about Rises. Aesthetically, for instance, it was very well done. Gotham has a look all its own, majestic in its bleakness, that I liked. And the non-costumed characters – Commissioner Gordon especially, but also police officer John Blake – were very enjoyable.

Plenty of good stuff in this one. But it just didn’t quite do it for me.

If you’ve seen it, what did you think? If not, are you planning to?

Friday Links

The final results of Monday’s poll are in:

roll-playing game

rp4lyfe

“Roly poly” was by far the most popular option, with “potato bug” coming in second. One commenter, momenteye, broke away from the pack and called it a wood louse. Ceci n’est pas une Armadillidium vulgare.

Of course, this was a small and informal survey. It should surprise no one that the academics asked this question years before I did, and to a lot more people.

It's life, Jim, but not as we know it.

You can even see a color-coded map of responses across the US. Roly poly is still the winner, but by a much smaller margin. Their survey also includes some names I’ve never even heard of, like “basketball bug” and “twiddle bug.” People! Forget the recession – the greatest priority facing us today is to standardize the name of this bug!

ph33r teh sweater vest

Meanwhile, SMBC clarifies the nature of philosophical debates with its usual precision.

pr0n on the Buckley blog :-O

And now for something completely different. The brassiere was long thought to be a 20th-century invention, but recent discoveries prove otherwise. Researchers discovered a hidden stash of clothing in an Austrian castle, and it included a 600-year-old bra (shown above) that looks even more like the modern garment than the ones in the early 1900s. Well done, Austria. Maybe now Americans will finally stop confusing you with Australia.

That’s it for this week. I’m seeing Dark Knight Rises tonight. What are you guys up to?

Have an excellent weekend!

Forty-Minute Story: Something More

Cars run on dinosaur juice. Stories run on sparks and metamorphoses. Humans are a strange breed – animalistic machine, mechanical animal – and humans run on food/water/oxygen and checking accounts and something more. We know there is something more because we have seen them, these humans full/thirstless/breathing the wind and burning dinosaur juice in Maseratis, esteemed & invincible, svelte lips frowning peevishly at nothing.

We know there is something more, and it is not love, because if it were love then mother-of-three, married & successful, stable suburbanite errand-driving thirty-nine-year-old women bathed each day in the giving and receiving of 24-karat love would not sit upright and alone on high-thread-count blankets at 3:47 a.m. searching the strands of their personal histories for the hidden catastrophe that makes them feel dead, empty and dead, without the words to say what it means to feel empty and dead. There is something more and it is not God(s) because I have it on good authority RE: faith hope and the aforementioned, that the greatest of these is (etc.), and therefore by the transitive property of intangibles, ergo, ipso facto, quod erat demonstrandum. Which reminds me, it is also not Science/Logic/Philosophy/Reason/Owning Lots Of Books unless you prefer on cold August days when confronted with ecru-painted walls and efficient air conditioners (and the visceral epiphany that Reapers grim and otherwise come not just for great-uncles and people on glossy magazine covers but yes, you too) to be comforted by the wondrous vastness of the multiverse and the elegance of Zermelo–Fraenkel axiomatic set theory.

And so there exists something nameless which burns invisibly, but if extinguished manifests itself in an assortment of symptoms, namely: 1) the failure of synapses to pass on one to another certain convictions RE: life, liberty, and the pursuit of (etc.) 2) systemic breakdown 3) the contemplation while seated on couches of nothing in particular excepting the perception of a physical entity 0.8 cm in thickness coating the occipital lobe interfering with synapses leading to certain concomitant phenomena, namely: 1) and 2). From this we deduce that the care and feeding of invisible fires burning back an invisible darkness should not go unattended and hence we may reiterate with more than our usual conviction: have a nice day.