2015 Ohio Information security Forum; Happy Anniversary!!!

Today, July 11th 2015 we are celebrating the 8th year of the forum and all the presenters that have come to our little forum.

Thank you to the speakers for making the journey to our town and sharing their knowledge with us. As a member of the Board for the group, I know I speak for everyone when I say ‘Thank you!’.

Now, hopefully you were directed to this post by following the QR code on the Anniversary cake!

I promise, the cake was definitely not a lie.

The point of this post, along with the other QR codes on the cake is to point out again that these codes, while handy can also be used in malicious ways.

If you are running a Samsung S5, S4, Note3, and possibly other Samsung device. You are vulnerable to an exploit in the way that the KNOX security component of the Samsung Galaxy firmware. It is possible to install an APK by abusing the ‘smdm://’ protocol handler.

This means that an attacker could install any APP on your phone remotely.


Be happy that I had little time to mess you all! 😉

Here is a video of the exploit in action.


Happy anniversary OISF!!


Loss of a Great Man.

February 23, 2015….

A day that will live in infamy for me personally.
It’s not a day that my kids will remember well, but it is a day that will be forever engrained in me.

At 11:50am EST my father passed away from a massive stroke. One that took the right half of his brain, and one that we could not do anything to help or save him from.

Day Feb 20th, 2015
Weather in Dayton is cold and snowy. The roads are getting bad and we’re all preparing for some nasty weather to blow through our area.
My dad heads home from his office at my moms request because she didn’t want him getting stuck at the office.

(My dad had his own CPA firm for 20+ years. This time of the year is his busy season, and it was not uncommon for him to spend the evening at the office working all through the night.)

He arrives home as diligently as possible and spends an average evening with mom over dinner and watching golf in their back room. Where he enjoyed many hours of golf on TV.
Time: 11:00ish PM. Mom kisses dad good night and says she’ll see him in the morning.
Time: 08:00ish AM the next morning… Mom finds dad on the floor in the backroom, twitching his arm and generally unresponsive. She yells for my sister (sister1) (who had moved back in a few months back) to call 9-1-1 because something was wrong with dad.
The paramedics get there in blazing fast time, get him loaded and off to the hospital. (They are thinking low blood sugar because he is a diabetic.)
He arrives to the hospital and get a cat scan, they know that it’s now not low blood sugar but something worse.

I receive a phone call not to long after finishing some off hours scheduled maintenance I had to do for work.
It’s my Uncle, and he sounds very somber. I can hear in his voice that he is distraught. “Robby; we’re at the hospital, somethings happened to your dad, it’s not good buddy…”
I get dressed as quickly as I can. I get in touch with my other sister (sister2) to tell her I am on my way to pick her and her two boys up to take them with me to the hospital.
After a ferocious drive through the snow covered roads, and sending my truck sideways down back roads on our way. We meet up with sister1 in the waiting room, we all hug and tear up a little. She tells us that it doesn’t look good and runs through the story of what happened with us.
I call my Uncle who is back with my Mother and his wife, (moms sister).
He comes out, and sister2 and I go back to see Dad… I Could tell right away that this wasn’t good.
He was unconscious and twitching his hand and feet as if he was uncomfortable.
His eye peeked open once or twice, like he was looking around to see what was going on around him…
When the ICU resident come down to talk to us we talk about life saving measures; which simply boils down to, do everything possible!

We’re there for what seems like minutes, which turns out to really be hours..
He is moved from ER to the ICU. On the way they send him through the MRI..
Once in the ICU the doctor is finally ready to talk to us, (Keep in mind that an additional set of hours has now gone by).
My Mother, Uncle, Brother, and I all go back to dads room to talk with the doctor.
The doctor meets us in the room, and asks to step into the hall to talk with us.
Once in the hall he pulls up the MRI scans and shows us how the stroke has taken the whole right half of his brain.
The only procedure that can be done is to remove part of his skull to alleviate pressure from the dead side starting to swell and keep it from crushing the left half…….

The doctor didn’t think that dad was a good candidate for the procedure because of some past health issues. Aside from “if” he could survive the surgery, his quality of life would be completely degraded.
“He will unlikely be able to walk, or speak ever again, and would most likely not be able to take care of himself at all”,….

This, .. This broke me a little, …

My dad was not the kind of guy to take things sitting down. He was an avid golfer who would be on the course in the pouring rain with a fractured wrist because he had a tournament coming up..

As a family; my Mother, three siblings and I decided that the likelihood he would survive surgery and the life he would have afterwards was not the kind of life he would want to live…

Deciding to let a family member; a parent,.. die. Is a very difficult decision,… THE most difficult decision that I’ve had to be part of.
Personally I know how I feel about it if I were in his situation. And I would want my family to decide what we did for him.

Over the next three days we keep him company 24 hours a day.
There was not a minute that one (more like four or five) of us were not in his room with him.
It felt good in his room too. You could feel so much love coming off of everyone that made it by to see him, and hang out for a few minutes/hours.

February 23rd, 2015….
At 11:50am my father drew his last breath on this earth.
We were all gathered at his bedside to see him leave this word. …

There hasn’t been a day that has gone by since then that I haven’t thought about him.

I miss him,..

I miss his corny ass jokes, his stories about his latest golf outing, or him telling me for the third or fourth time a story about a plan he has for working on something….

I miss you papa…

Getting My Mind Right & Some Feels

The days are counting down, and now we’re into February. One month closer to May, and 42 hours of good living.

I’ve been trying to get my mind right, and out of the cloud of depression and self loathing that I’ve been in. Because it’s not about me. I’m not doing this for me, I’m doing it for my kids. I’m doing it because i already know some of my teammates and they need me to be there and ready to give 110%.

If I’m not ready for something that I’m committing myself to then I think that says alot about me, and who I am….

I’ve walked that road already and I’m not doing it anymore. And for the people that I’ve hurt while I was on that journey, I am truly sorry. You are amazing, and have helped to shape me for the better, I cannot thank you enough for being as awesome as you are.

Free time

The life I currently lead is not filled with much if any free time. Between work, kids, and exercise I don’t usually get a whole lot a free time. It’s wake up in the morning get my grind on at work, home to play/feed/clean/clean up after the kids, and then eat OR workout.

But lately (last month+ if I’m being honest) I found that working out takes a back seat and my grind at work has slowed down and now I find myself typing this post instead of finding something to work on before my next meeting….

I feel like I’ve gotten myself into a unproductive groove and I want out of it.


I don’t want to put the work that I know needs to go into it,.. well into it.

I truthfully feel tired from the top of my head to my big toe 90% of the time right now and digging deep to push through that and get work done has not happened.

I think/know that stuff going on in my personal life has me down, (has had me down) and fighting these demons sucks a lot out of me.

All I can think to do is keep when I fail… Or pressure myself with a standard and do my best to uphold that standard no matter what.

I leave myself thinking about what do if I don’t meet my own standard?,.. if nothing or enforcing more good living upon myself just seems counter productive. Even positive reinforcement seems unproductive..

And so the circle gets deep and dark.

Snowy Night Ruck

Finally got back out to get more miles in under my feet last night. Ended up with 5.15 on the docket and they felt great!

The sidewalks were all in terable’ shape with snow piles and icey sections. *Self high five* I did not fall once. 😉

Hope to get back out again tonight so I can make it atleast 10.3 for the week…

Stay fresh yo-diggity.

Weekend AAR 12/13-14/2014


Went out for a 6 mile ruck with my 30lb rucksack. found a beautiful little log that I started calling ‘Big-Guy’. I think he is around 20-25lbs but haven’t weighed it yet to get a precise weight.
My main goal with carrying it with me was to just get comfortable with being uncomfortable.

‘Big-Guy’ is a great way to start that process.

Overall I really think it was a great workout. I enjoyed my time in to woods, got to say ‘Hi’ to people I passed and heard a little boy I passed that was with his family for Christmas Pictures say,

Kid – “Why is he carrying that log?”
Mom – “He must want to make his walk a little more challenging.”
Kid – “I want to carry a log too!”


Encouraging the future generation to be better! *Self-Highfive


I went out for a 12.5 mile run with my local (Dayton, Ohio) Team RWB.

Overall it was an /ok kind of run for me. I’ve been rucking more than running this year so forcing out 12 miles took more than I was prepared for.
However, I recovered from it much quicker than I would have when I first started running. Which means no zombie legs for me today 🙂 (score!)

My thighs just fell a little tight and I could use a good roll out on both IT bands but other than that I’m good.


All-in-all this weekend was pretty solid and I’m glad I was able to get out both days to put in some miles.