
90s Kid - Channel 3 Was Not a Channel
The sacred television setting that made the VCR, game console, and family peace work.

The sacred television setting that made the VCR, game console, and family peace work.

A fresh, isolated cloud VM attracted 191 sessions, 2,322 attacker commands, two Mirai variants, and an SSH tunnel attempt in about five hours.

The internet used to arrive in the mailbox, shiny, free, and apparently breeding.
A field report on diagnosing and repairing a RAID failure that wasn’t a hardware failure at all — and why ‘replace the disk’ would have made it far worse.
A critical event fired a perfectly good alert into a receiver wired to absolutely no one — and everybody slept fine because of it.
A FreePBX user panel served an expired TLS cert, every reload swore it was fixed, and the only thing that actually moved the needle was calling the cert module’s own regeneration API.
A database stuck forever on ‘starting up’ wasn’t broken — it was clawing its way through WAL replay on a dying disk.
A loud-sound detector paged us all night for slamming doors — because it measured volume, not meaning.
I built a dashboard that confidently told me walking ruins my sleep — then I learned what a confounder is.
A desktop app auto-updated, swallowed its own window, and hung forever — and the fix had nothing to do with the install.