Flight Status using Google SMS

Tonight, while reading through Lifehacker, came across a great post on checking flight status using Google SMS. Apparently, by sending a text message to Google SMS like "Southwest Flight 48", you will receive a message back with the status of the flight. As a frequent traveler, this is way cool.

Unable to Connect to Windows XP Network Share from Mac OS X

Over the Christmas Holiday, I finally decided to take on the challenge on why I could not connect to a share on my Windows XP computer from my MacBook.

When I would try to go to Network -> Gandalf (my Windows XP machine name) and connect, I would receive an invalid alias error and ask if I wanted to fix or delete it. Trying to fix it lead to a dialog box to select a file...not knowing what to select, I canceled out of it. When I tried to delete the alias, I would receive an insufficient permissions alert to delete the alias.

To make sure I could access my Windows machine, I tried telnet and had no problem connecting. Therefore, I validated the credentials I was using were correct. After several hours of searching the web, I finally found the solution. The problem was with the Windows share. By default, Windows Professional uses a "simple mode" for granting permissions to the share. Don't confuse the share permissions with the directory permissions. Despite granting users ability change files in the share, I still couldn't access it.

The solution was to open Windows Explorer and go to Tools -> Folder Options -> View -> Advance Settings -> Uncheck "Use Simple file sharing (Recommended)". Then, after this, go back to your share and right click and select Sharing and Security -> Sharing -> Permissions and make sure the user account you are trying to access the share with is included in the Share Permissions List.

As it turns out, with Simple File Share Mode, Windows XP only grants the Guest user account access to the share which I disabled. By granting my specific user credentials to the share, viola, problem solved.

Christmas 2007 @ the Eberts

Greyhounds make good watch dogs?

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Originally uploaded by K3bert

Apparently, Ester thinks so. She isn't letting anyone near the gifts till Christmas morning. Merry Christmas everyone!

Unable to open ".msg" files in Outlook

When receiving an email with another email message attached, i.e., with a .msg file extension, I was unable to open the attached email in Outlook. Apparently, this is a known issue with Google Desktop. To work around the issue until it's fixed, in Outlook 2003 goto Tools -> Options -> Other -> Advanced Options -> Add In Manager and deselect Google Desktop Search in Outlook.

Judge upholds $30M Judgement against Ebay...what the?

The AP is reporting that a federal judge upheld a ruling in favor of a small Virgina based companies claim of patent infringement by EBay. The article states:

The dispute revolves around eBay's "Buy It Now" option, which sells
merchandise at a fixed price instead of fluctuating bids. MercExchange contends
the system tramples on its patented technology.

Since when is buying merchandise on line at a fixed price an infringement of a patent? The article concludes with:

Since the legal tug-of-war began, MercExchange's payroll has shrank from more
than 40 employees to three. Thomas Woolston, MercExchange's president, is trying
to revive the company's growth by licensing patents to other e-commerce sites.

MercExhange is the name of the company that filed the lawsuit...hmmmm...I guess patent holding companies are a thing of the past...at least with respect to Internet intellectual properties.

A Christmas Tragedy

Once I realized that it was the woman sitting a few chairs down from me snoring and not some special affect, I was able to realize how bad of a telling of Charles Dickens A Christmas Carol put on at the Alley Theatre really was.

From freakish choreographed ghost dances you would be proud of at your 5 year old daughters dance recital; the predictable transvestite maid servant of Scrooge; a steam clock; and to the tricycle riding ghost of Christmas future, the play was an utter disappointment. Until last night, I didn't realize it was possible for a professional stage group to put on a poor performance.

Yes, you read right, the ghost of Christmas future was riding a rocket propelled tricycle full of exhaust steam, twisty pipes, and some kind of canisters that you would see at an oil refinery.

Suffering from an identity crisis, the producers and directors tried to bring A Nightmare Before Christmas to the stage through this classic story. Needless to say, neither are a Tim Burton and their attempt was unoriginal, boring, and down right stupid. I found myself laughing out loud throughout the play as scene after scene contained some kind of cheese that Kraft would be proud of. For example, there was an entourage of 5 ghosts doing some stupid choreographed dance routine between many of the scenes wearing Halloween masks straight out of the movie Scream.

Suffice to say, I'm going to think twice next year before slapping down my $67 per ticket to avoid suicidal thoughts to rid myself of the agony of watching this play, as it was truly the worst play I've ever seen.

P.S.
I'm not kidding about the lady snoring.

Dirty Santa

While catching up on my news today, read an article from the Associated Press about a Microsoft Messenger Santa bot talked dirty to kids. The Santa bot allows kids to chat with Santa through MSN Live messenger about what they would like for Christmas. Apparently, by directing the conversation the right way, you could get Santa to talk dirty to you. For example:

One of the publication's writers replicated the chat Monday. After declining the writer's repeated invitations to eat pizza, a frustrated Santa burst out with, "You want me to eat what?!? It's fun to talk about oral sex, but I want to chat about something else."

A Microsoft spokesman had the following comment about the bot:

Sohn said Santa's lewd comment was sparked by someone "pushing this thing to make it do things it wasn't supposed to do."

Now, if that isn't the response of a developer, I don't know what is.