“I’ll return shortly, guys. Please stick together this time. Remember, the safest way to get through this with no mistakes is to use the Buddy System, wash the colors and whites together using detergent only (so we don’t accidentally bleach the colors), and to wait for me right here. I’ll be back in thirty-eight minutes exactly to transfer you to the dryer, and then another sixty minutes after that to quickly fold you and get you back to safety. Ready? TEAM!” I knew I had covered all that could be expected, and I proceeded to find something to eat; however, in the depths of my being I sensed that, should the unexpected occur again as it did on that very similar night of yore, all the preparations of the world could not resist the inevitable.

Everything went smoothly during the transitional stages of Checkpoint A. I drove across town to take care of some final preparations before returning to fold and retrieve my flock. At one point, on my way back to the Laundry, I needed to hop out of my faithful Jeep for a quick second. I left it running so its continued warmth could combat the now slightly-frigid, damp air (I did not bother to place my jacket upon my back for such a quick encounter with the elements). The air had changed–and so had my luck.

I returned to my vehicle, only to find that the door had somehow become locked. Was it someone out of the night? Had that manipulative lock bud tickled out of my funny bone an unfortunate nudge? “I just need to stay calm,” I thought. “After all, I always carry a spare key! This is no problem at all!” I couldn’t have been more wrong.

I reached into my pocket only to find that the holy, beat-up old pair of jeans I had put on just for the occasion had failed me. The pocket that previously provided a safe haven for my spare key had become the instrument for its doom. Indeed, this pair of Laundry Day jeans had acquired an additional hole–right in the pocket! I cried out, “No! How could you do this to me, my old friend?”

My pants replied, “I have only betrayed you as you had betrayed me, leaving me with the others you hardly wear anymore.”

My heart and mind quickly returned to my beloved facing the Laundry. I exclaimed, “Beware of the lint trap! It’s a trap!” What if I did not get back in time to save them from the wrinkles of agony? The mildew of despair? It surely was too far to walk, and with my jacket locked inside my over-heating Jeep, I would freeze to death if I tried. Oh, the terrible irony!

I had but minutes to safely retrieve my flock before their suffering commenced. I was trapped on the opposite side of town from the Laundry, and the opposite side of town from an evening meeting, and the only thing separating me from freedom was a thin pane of glass. Just then, just enough light descended from Heaven to illuminate the resting place of my spare key. I swooped it up, hopped in my Jeep, and raced against the clock, making it just in the nick of time. After folding, I gleefully galloped to Downtown for fellowship with my friends.

Accustomed to crazy adventures like these only while visiting big cities, I never before would have guessed the potential for one right here in my own back yard! And this, my friends, is a perfect example of my trademark way for a man to testify that he is, in fact, really called for marriage after all–in normal, day-to-day activities (like doing the laundry) he finds he simply cannot function without a helper to correct him, regardless of his level of sense or intelligence! (That is, of course, after God has revealed marriage for the man to be a part of His Purpose.)

Unfortunately, if you use a professional web host, there is a good chance that you are stuck in a situation where you use WordPress for your blog or website but cannot use HTTPS to secure your access to your WordPress installation. This can be caused by anything, such as: HTTPS is simply not offered, HTTPS costs quite a bit extra to have enabled, your WordPress installation is in a shared hosting environment, or multiple domains you own are tied to your hosting account in a way that complicates the issuing of certificates and setup of HTTPS.

Fortunately, there is a solution (actually, one of many) for WordPress fans to improve the sending of passwords over HTTP.

Semisecure Login Reimagined is a plugin for WordPress that implements client-side (browser-side) encryption in JavaScript, complete with the use of nonces to prevent against replay attacks (note that this plugin is NOT designed to necessarily protect against session hijacking). My installation instructions are at the bottom of this post.

Plugin Details:
About link: WordPress Plugins Directory/Semisecure Login Reimagined
Requires WordPress version: 2.7 or higher
Tested with WordPress version: 2.8.6 by me
Plugin homepage link: Moggy’s Website/Semisecure Login Reimagined v3
Author homepage link: Moggy

Description of plugin from the WordPress plugin directory:

“Semisecure Login Reimagined increases the security of the login process by using a combination of public and secret-key encryption to encrypt the password on the client-side when a user logs in. JavaScript is required to enable encryption. It is most useful for situations where SSL is not available, but the administrator wishes to have some additional security measures in place without sacrificing convenience.”

Automatic installation instructions:

1. Login to your WordPress installation through the admin interface as one of your administrator-privileged users (http://your-site-url-here/wp-admin/), and be sure to do this from a trusted, non-public Internet connection, on a private network and not over a wireless connection.
2. Click on Plugins on the left navigation bar.
3. With Plugins selected, there should now be an Add New link just beneath Plugins in the left navigation bar. Click on Add New just beneath the word Plugins.
4. On the Install Plugins page under Search, be sure that Term appears in the drop-down (else click the drop-down arrow and select Term) and then enter in the search box to the right of Term “semisecure login reimagined” exactly as shown (but without the quotes). Click Search Plugins.
5. In the search results, Semisecure Login Reimagined should appear. All the way on the right-side of that result should be an Install link. Click on Install.
6. In the box that appears, click on the (red) Install Now button.
7. On the results page, click on Activate Plugin. You now have secure login wherever available, but we can do better (so keep reading the following steps).
8. Click on Plugins on the left navigation bar.
9. Under Semisecure Login Reimagined, click Settings to edit that plugin’s settings.
10. Note the Wikipedia quote stating, “RSA claims that 1024-bit keys are likely to become crackable some time between 2006 and 2010 and that 2048-bit keys are sufficient until 2030. An RSA key length of 3072 bits should be used if security is required beyond 2030.” In the Number of bits drop-down, select the number of bits you wish for the encryption to use. 1024 is the default (faster performance) but is likely to be easily-crackable by the end of 2010, 2048 is considerably better at present, and 3072 might be even better (but will have slower performance). You should pick what you feel most comfortable with, or if you are unsure and this is for a blog that you and possibly a few others manage I would recommend picking 2048 for better security and a slight performance decrease (only during authentication).
11. Click the Generate Key button.
12. Click Misc Settings up near the top of the page.
13. Check the box next to Encrypt passwords when managing users?. Congratulations! Now not only are your initial login passwords encrypted, but also passwords entered when adding new users, changing passwords, etc.
14. (If you experience problems logging in, likely due to caching issues, set the Nonce setting to Asynch (Ajax). Otherwise, you can probably just leave this setting as-is.)
15. Click the Update Options button.

Log out, log back in, and on the login page you should see a little message stating, “Semisecure Login is enabled,” just below the Password entry box. Congratulations, your passwords are no longer being sent in plaintext!

If you like this tutorial, please share it with others, link to this post, and let me know!

Roster: Rajiv N., Omkar D., Krunal B., Wenjin H., Erin K., Pat W. (me)
Equipment: Water canteens, flash lights, fire starters, VX-7R ham radio

Phone tracking: iPhone, GPS Tracker (dependent upon cellular coverage)
Radio tracking: OpenTracker+ SMT, Yaesu VX-7R HT (experimental, alpha test)

Driving Map:

Grandfather: “An ounce of prevention is worth two in the bush.”

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Hopefully I can find the time to work on a project for this.  I have a really good (and funny) idea for the porting contest ;-D.

Until next time, keep the home fires a burnin’, Sallie.

This experience has made us very fortunate because we have once again discovered our loves of swimming while sneaking a dip whenever we use the pool showers. We’ve enjoyed a normal swim for several visits now; however, one day, our naive vision of a perfect amphibious Utopia was suddenly shattered by the discovery of this little fellow who was not also a member of our supreme species:

My roommate dove to the very bottom of twelve leagues of sea at the deep end to scare him to the surface. When this little fellow saw my roommate quickly approaching, he let out a huge gasp–which proved to be his ultimate mistake. He subsequently had to rise after letting out all if his air supply in terror, where we flopped him out of the pool using my roommate’s flippers and scooped him up in a cup.

Afraid he might escape in the interim, we brought our new friend along to Wal*Mart while we bought preparations for his new living quarters. In a kind-of reverse-Stockholm Syndrome manner, we have fallen in love with our little captive.

We now get great thrill watching him hunt flies that we capture for him.

I grow.
It’s a race against the clock, and I was made eager to grow.
I am alive
And like others in my race, taste human rights.

I dream.
Not in thought, but my heart beats the rhythm of the human spirit,
Freedom’s song.
The passion of humanity and individuality flows through my veins, it’s how I was made.

Ask why.
My mother could be unwilling to care for me, or might have been raped,
I do not know.
But I do know I’m not to blame.

Ask why.
My only protection from the world has turned on me.
Turn away
You won’t protect me from my kin, though I have no fighting chance.

Ask why!
I wish I could understand how the world could be so cruel as to blame me.
In this world
That promotes this and only this way out, I wish I wasn’t made guilty.

I cry.
I might be incapable physically, but I’d try.
The heart that
Is still in formation, oh how it can feel heartache.

I cry.
This is how it feels to be forsaken, and now I’ll never meet my first love, laugh with friends, or chance the American Dream.
I think little
But if only I’d been given the chance for after-thought, these are what I’d say.
Yes, if I had a voice before my death sentence, these are what I’d plea.

I die.
If only I was given the chance to forgive you and this world, then I could have tried.
But I die,
I die.