On Windows, if you use this command line to start a Terminal Services session
mstsc -v:<server name> -f -console
you’ll end up connected to the console session on the target machine regardless of which Windows version it’s running.
Very useful if you’re wanting to connect to a Windows 2xxx Server which normally always connects you to a known session.
With the obligatory thumbs up to Rich for educating me on this topic.
You’re working in Outlook, minding your own business and someone sends you a meeting request; you check your schedule, you’re free at the given date and time so you click on Accept only to see this:
Restarting Outlook doesn’t help, nor does rebooting your machine; you’ve fallen victim to a corrupted forms cache. But don’t fret, there’s a straightforward, if not entirely intuitive, way of clearing the cache.
Although this is free advertising, before you use SSH for anything other than a drop in replacement for telnet buy a copy of O’Reilly’s SSH: The Definitive Guide, and then read it. It’s a rare O’Reilly book which doesn’t make you realise just how little you actually know about a subject and this one is no exception. To be honest, it was only after reading this book that I realised just why I shouldn’t use SSH as a drop in replacement for telnet, which in turn proved how little I knew about SSH. Which kind of proves my point I guess.
To populate a remote accounts’s authorized_keys with a public key from your local machine, in a single command try:
$ cat ~/.ssh/id_rsa.pub | ssh \ user@remote.host 'cat - >> ~/.ssh/authorized_keys'
One gotcha is that you do need to have password authentication enabled (PasswordAuthentication yes) in your /etc/ssh/sshd_config for this to work.
First there was the paperless office which was going to free us from the drudgery of sheets of paper. That was first mooted as an idea in 1975 and my desk is still covered in the stuff. Hmm.
Then there was wifi which was going to liberate us from wires and turn us all into wireless road warriors. A quick rummage through the contents of the laptop bag I carry with me each day does tend to disprove that idea somewhat.
Firstly there’s my iBook, shown here snoozing with that gently-pulsing-behind-the-fascia light that’s Apple’s trademark.