I won’t be telling you anything about the latter.
I will say that spending the night in six different locations in one week is probably stress-inducing.
- Patch Monday episode 140, “Cybercrime: it’s just too easy”, the second of two episodes based on material recorded at the AusCERT 2012 information security conference. AusCERT general manager Graham Ingram explains why cybercrime is here to stay, and F-Secure chief research officer Mikko Hypponen details a complex transnational criminal operation that saw goods bought fraudulently in Denmark being resold in Moscow, as well giving his views on hacktivism and the level to which antivirus companies should cooperate with governments.
- The dawn of the cyber posse, ZDNet Australia, 28 May 2012.
- In Iran, Flame heats up the cold war online, Crikey, 29 May 2012. This was my Day 1 story on the Flame worm, “the most complex malware we’ve ever seen”.
- Why Flame can’t be the world’s most complex malware, CSO Online, 30 May 2012. This is the Day 2 story. Yes, taking time to discuss and reflect upon the news does bring clarity. As I post this, the story is still CSO Online Australia’s most-read.
- Samsung Galaxy S III’s ‘iPhone-killer’ potential, Technology Spectator, 1 June 2012. Please don’t blame me for the headline.
- On Wednesday I spoke on ABC Gold Coast about the Flame worm, but I screwed up the recording so it hasn’t been posted.
- On Friday night I spoke about internet worms and cyberwar with Dom Knight on ABC Local Radio.
- I was a guest, along with News Limited’s national technology editor Jen Dudley, on Marc Fennell’s Download This Show, broadcast on ABC Radio National at 8.30pm Sunday night but posted first as a podcast some time on Friday afternoon.
- On Sunday morning I appeared on ABC News 24’s Weekend Breakfast to discuss the so-called Dark Web.
- On Thursday I attended the launch of the Samsung Galaxy S III smartphone at the Sydney’s Capitol Theatre, where I was given food and drink — and later a review unit of said smartphone.
- Even though I didn’t go paintballing with Eugene Kaspersky last week, I still got the media pack from Kaspersky Lab. The army-style khaki satchel contained: a t-shirt emblazoned with my callsign “Seagull 17”; a packet of Austcam “Paint, face, camouflage NSN 6850-66-130-0172”; blank dog tags attacked to a Kaspersky-branded USB memory key, containing the media kit of course; a Mars Bar 2-pack; and a can of V, that terribly dangerous drink that should be banned, which I gave away.
The Week Ahead
Monday, as always, is a busy day of media production as well as the discussion I’m leading in Katoomba, Surviving and thriving as a freelancer in a globalised market. And it’s a Full Moon, so that’ll help.
The rest of the week will be easier, in theory — at least as far as work goes — and I even hope to spend Friday with a friend and then head to Sydney as an early start to the Queen’s Birthday long weekend.
I’d originally intended to be in Sydney on Tuesday evening. Intel has a launch event for their 3rd Generation Core processor chips. But to be honest I find it difficult to excited by new widgets — they’re faster and better that the previous widgets, right? — so I think I’ll give it a miss. Plus at the start of a new month no-one has yet paid for last month’s work, so it’s hard to justify the expense — especially since I’ll be paying for accommodation away from Bunjaree Cottages for the long weekend.
Most of my day-to-day observations are on my high-volume Twitter stream, and random photos and other observations turn up on my Posterous stream (or they used to before my phone camera got a bit too scratched up) and via Instagram. The photos also appear on Flickr, where I eventually add geolocation data and tags. Yes, I should probably update this stock paragraph to match the current reality.
[Photo: Sydney’s Saturday night fashion. These young women were spotted alighting at Wynyard station, Sydney, around 11.30pm Saturday night. While I’m obviously no fashion guru, I think it’s fair to say that this look does not flatter them. What made it worse was that neither of the women were steady with their operation of those heels. As they walked down the platform there was considerable swaying and undulation. And it didn’t seem to be because they were drunk. Can someone explain to me when undergarments became acceptable Saturday night partywear? I want to say something about yellow and black being the colours of warning, but I’d better not.]