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		<title>friday night digital delights</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[So, as I spent the early evening preparing my mind for the awesomeness that is sure to come with Wade and Phil&#8217;s arrival tomorrow, i began to ponder more near term possibilities. I sat on my gypspy bed, shifting often to prevent limbs from falling asleep, pondering. Pondering, what shall I do with this glorious Friday evening ahead of me? Perhaps I shall give the ol&#8217; bike a quick tune-up? Perhaps I should construct a school for ants? Nay, I said. Nay. I will put my infinite knowledge of the inter (and intra) netz to work solving the problem that&#8217;s been haunting me since my arrival in this glorious city &#8211; although my internets be free, my torrents be not flowing over. Now normally, this is something I would have immediately spent time solving, but as the weather has been ultra delightful since my arrival and the trails a plenty, I&#8217;ve been distracted. Not tonight. No, my friends, not tonight. I began my quest with an open terminal window in OS X, hoping that by ping&#8217;ing a local institute of higher education that I would be given the information for the router that my pipeline to the outside world flows [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>So, as I spent the early evening preparing my mind for the awesomeness that is sure to come with Wade and Phil&#8217;s arrival tomorrow, i began to ponder more near term possibilities.  I sat on my gypspy bed, shifting often to prevent limbs from falling asleep, pondering.  Pondering, what shall I do with this glorious Friday evening ahead of me?  Perhaps I shall give the ol&#8217; bike a quick tune-up?  Perhaps I should construct a school for ants?</p>
<p>Nay, I said.  Nay.</p>
<p>I will put my infinite knowledge of the inter (and intra) netz to work solving the problem that&#8217;s been haunting me since my arrival in this glorious city &#8211; although my internets be free, my torrents be not flowing over.  Now normally, this is something I would have immediately spent time solving, but as the weather has been ultra delightful since my arrival and the trails a plenty, I&#8217;ve been distracted.</p>
<p>Not tonight.  No, my friends, not tonight.</p>
<p>I began my quest with an open terminal window in OS X, hoping that by ping&#8217;ing a local institute of higher education that I would be given the information for the router that my pipeline to the outside world flows through.  Alas, that was not to be.  So I sat thinking, trying to remember how I had easily seen the IP address of the routers I&#8217;ve connected to in the past.</p>
<p>&#8220;A-ha!&#8221; I said, &#8220;&#8230; I love that band.&#8221;</p>
<p>System preferences, Airport, Advanced Settings.  Of course.  Once I had that information, I browsed to the IP address, sure that whoever would leave their wifi completely open and with the original name, would surely not change their password or logon.</p>
<p>Correct.  Fate was with me in this endeavor.  No gypsy tears would be shed on this night (or at least not so early in the night).</p>
<p>Admin, &#8220;&#8221;.  Advanced settings, Allow All, port 27232, forward to static IP address.  Check uTorrent.</p>
<p>No incoming connection allowed.  Tears.  Gypsy tears.</p>
<p>Back into System Preferences, &#8220;Where have my Firewall settings moved to?&#8221;, I asked.  Security.  Of course.  What&#8217;s this?  I can no longer control ports, but have to assume that OS X has the AI to know what ports every app that I allow wants open?  For some reason I think that this might be where the problem lies.</p>
<p>Back into Terminal we go &#8211; sudo ipfw tcp 27232 to 27232.  Port 27232 open.  Still nothing in uTorrent.  Hmmm.  Maybe it just needs to be closed and reopened?</p>
<p>Great success!  Green light, 1.1MB/s down and I could care less what the up speed is.  29 albums and 20 minutes later, we&#8217;re rockin&#8217; and a rollin&#8217;.</p>
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