In which I become a terrible diplomat

A new wifi network appeared this morning, “Punknet.” Yes, Punknet. Seriously? I’m tempted to treat as I would an insolent newbie speaking in leet who endeavors to build a castle on a previously undiscovered tiny island just off the coast of my magnificent kingdom. Namely, by leading a raiding party party out to investigate and extend it either a boon of friendship or notification of doom. In this case, the signal pretty weak, so my glorious civilization and his rather less glorious might-be-mistaken-for civilization will probably be at peace. But one can never be too careful about anything with the word “punk” in it.

On the other hand, my wifi network is named after our cocker spaniel, so I suppose I can’t complain much about stupid names. Except that spaniels aren’t stupid. They’re amazing. How amazing? Cry  ‘Havoc,’ and let slip the dogs of war!

2 Responses to “In which I become a terrible diplomat”

  1. 1 Brett June 11, 2008 at 7:05 pm

    My friend likes to name his network after the local police department. I’d be interested in knowing just how effective that tactic is…

    I always just use a 63-character WPA2 password. I only have to enter the password once, so it’s no big deal and it’s one of those things you can brag about. 🙂

  2. 2 James June 11, 2008 at 7:35 pm

    Where did I say I wasn’t using encryption on my network? 😉

    There’s overlap on wifi channels; I was just worried about our signals being in the same spectrum and interfering.

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