Back when banks and such were running Xenix or Unix and putting dial-up access for branches in, I used to dial in and find the OS default passwords.

Leave the admin mail to the effect of, "Dude, change your password".

They'd change it to something equally predictable sometimes.

Log back in and leave a mail that said, "Dude, change it to something else".

The late 80s were fun :)

I just see legions of bored kids running nmap and port scanning my kitchen.

"I just pwned this dude's toaster oven!"

No thanks.

"The humble water heater, powered by the cloud, just might save the planet:"

Kind of hoping this new tech frontier goes the way of 3D TV.

I remember sitting in a hotel room in Puerto Vallarta, Mexico some years back. Watching TV. Trying to make heads or tails of what was going on with my "studied just enough to pass tests" High School Spanish.

It was an adventure.

The relaxing, dulcet tones of Pantera fill my office this morning.

I stopped watching network TV when "Who wants to marry a millionaire?" was on. (Yeah, that long ago).

The few occasions I have tried to watch it again have been a shock. It's even worse than it was then.

I don't doubt it. Rooting and removing all of the Verizon garbage from my old Android phone took my battery life from 8hrs standby to a little over two days.

Nice!

@kdfrawg That looks wonderful.

@kdfrawg No difficulties like that, thank heavens. Just garden variety insomnia. Been like that since childhood.