#sgos

[ecstaticsec]

macouflage-multi - One-pass MAC spoofer for multiple devices (based on libmacouflage).

A simple utility based on libmacouflage to spoof all non-spoofed MAC addresses in one-pass.

This can be run at system startup time or called from udev to run dynamically when devices are plugged in.

[dirtyhandsandminds]

Shirley Goes On Strike [Open]

She did this often. It was routine for her, in a way, a biweekly protest that Willy always, always anticipated and yet was always, always aggravated by. Shirley, who was at the age where she might receive a senior citizen's discount at the local mom-and-pop cow diner, could be both obstinate and entitled, an old Brahmin in a young Brahmin's world. When Shirley felt as if she was being pushed too far, she protested--loudly. Or, perhaps more specifically, she laid down. Shirley frequently went on strike. It was impossible to rouse her once she settled her bulk down; Willy had tried many times in the past before learning that she was quicker to settle her temper if you just let her be. But today he could not let her mope and groan; today he had a kidney on ice packed away in one of her bags, a parcel for some quack doc out in some dusty town that had promised to pay him well. He had been hustling her along all day, yanking on her lead and dragging her through creek and valley. Really, he should've expected this with how he had been pushing her, how her ears had been pinned flat to her warty heads. Willy let her lie for a few minutes, watched the way her nostrils fluttered and pulsed, before finally deciding that enough was enough and that it was time for Shirley to--it pained him to be so blunt with the cow, but sometimes it was necessary--get her goddamn shit together. Spreading his fingers wide, he pressed them against her side and then pushed all of his weight against her, managing to rock her colossal bulk a little, but not much. Again and again he tried, throwing his entire body against her pink belly, before finally, with a reedy scream of "Fucking hell!", the man slid down and sat beside her, a palm reaching up to rub at his sweaty temples. Damn cow. Probably didn't even know what a kidney was.

[perforated-spheres]

1 am.  Six pages into my final paper.  Success.