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# by: The Clone
# URL: http://nettwerk.hypermart.net
# E-mail: theclone@code.penguinpowered.com
# Compiled: Friday, July 30, 1999

#shouts; everyone cool I mentioned once or more on this file! ;) 
#shits; everyone I dissed on this file.

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Note: Not everything is 100% accurate. I typed what I remembered.
      I have no time to verify everything for that would be impossible.
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Wednesday July 7, 1999


The Hack Canada crew consisting of Cyb0rg/asm, The Clone, The Question,
Wildman, and Wizbone hit the road on their way to one of the biggest
hacker conventions on earth; [suspenseful background music]... 
DEFCON SEVEN POINT ZERO!

Try to imagine this for a moment people; you're driving down the
high-way with four other people. Three of which are squished in the
cab of a truck... a 24 hour long journey. Now try to imagine you are
one of the guys in the back. Do you know how it feels when your legs
are in odd positions for long periods of time? Do you know what it
does to your groin area? Probably not. So don't you complain that 
your plane trip was terrible because quite frankly I just don't care.
*evil laugh*

Now as we got closer to the US border, ph33r struck us. 
It's not that we have criminal records or anything like that.
It's just that the damn American border patrol are dirty wh0res.
(Almost as dirty as Carolyn Meinel but not quite).
If they felt that you were hiding something from them, they could
simply take your car apart and search for whatever they thought
you *may* be hiding. To top it off, they won't put it back together for you.
Oh no. They'll tell you to do it yourself. Fuckers eh?

After a few personal questions from border patrol, and various embarrassing
cavity searches (and I don't mean teeth), they let us on our way into
the land of opportunity *snickers at the American Unemployment rate*.
 
Driving through Montana was such a bitch. It's a huge state with many
winding roads. But it does have the most beautiful scenery which made
driving through it somewhat bearable.

Idaho was dull. Nuff said. The neXt state we went into was Utah.
Well my friends, what could be worse than a bunch of beer drinking,
bacon eating Canadians stuck in a state with a bunch of scary Mormons?
These two elements are not compatible. It's like (lame analogy coming up)...
Carolyn Meinel and commandline OS'. I saw her bash history. The dumb
bitch tried to edit a directory. Not once, not twice, but over five times!
Sorry I'm getting off topic.


Thursday/ (early) Friday July 8/9, 1999

By the time Hack Canada got into Arizona, The Clone was strangling
Wildman with a pair of underwear, The Question was instinctively
punching the rearview mirror, Cyb0rg/asm was slapping invisible flys with
the map, and Wizbone was attempting to whistle DTMF tones.

All was well by the time the HC crew arrived in Nevada. The seemingly
excited members could hardly wait to get into Vegas. When we did
arrive in Vegas, the beachboys music played on the radio... it was perfect!
Almost like a dream. 

Finding Alexis park was quite the challenge. We managed to almost get
into a car accident with a taxi driver whose car looked like a student
driver vehicle. Come to think of it all the taxi's in Las Vegas look
like Student driver cars. 

Cyb, Question, Wiz, Wildman, and I got to Alexis park Hotel. All was good.
But I couldn't help but annoy the rest of Hack Canada into checking the
place out. 

The Question, Cyb0rg/asm, and Wildman left to sign in our Hotel at the
Amerisuites, but Wizbone and I walked around.

Not twenty minutes had passed by when Wizbone tapped me on the
shoulder and pointed to a man with puffy hair and a 2600 hat.
"Could it be?" Wiz asked. "Is that Emmanuel Goldstein?!"

"The only way to find out is to ask", I proclaimed. Nervously
we walked over and asked. After getting the suttle nod and handshake,
k-radness hit the air. We had actually met Emmanuel Goldstein from 2600!
Along with him was Automatic-Jack, and Porkchop.

Soon after, Cyb0rg/asm, Wildman, and The Question came back/ They
introduced themselves to Emmanuel, Automatic-Jack, and Porkchop. We
all got a picture with them and giggled over the excitement. 

About ten minutes into the conversation, Emmanuel asked the Hack Canada
crew if we'd like to go have dinner with him and his friends at 'Holy Cow'
restaurant. Honorably
we agreed and decided to meet in the parking lot in the 45 minute time
frame.

Sitting at one table was Wizbone, Cyb0rg/asm, Wildman, The Question,
and me. At the other table sat Emmanuel, Automatic-Jack, and
Porkchop. As well as a few other nameless people of whom I don't care
to mention much.

After twenty minutes of shooting our mouth's off, Emmanuel got a phone
call on his... what else.... cell-phone! ;)
He picks up the phone, says a few things. And then he said in these exact
words which I believe are absolutely priceless. He said;
 "Yeah we've got the Canadian's what do you got?"

Nothing but laughter filled our area. Obviously if you're too stupid
to figure it out, he was talking about us... HACK CANADA! Wow. Hmm.


Friday July 9, 1999 (continued)


Now it's the first Official day of DEFCON. The HC crew wakes up
at about 10:00am. We woke up late. Excitement rushes through us
faster than heroin through a junkies veins. After we got "cleaned up"
we rushed over to Alexis Park and registered ourselves.

Some of us split up and did our own thing. I did some searching for
anything that would be remotely cool. I found what looked to be 
a Geiger counter for about $20. A little too expensive if you ask me.
I did end up buying myself two shirts. One was the DEFCON 7
shirt with the message on the back saying "GOT CRACK? MITNICK DID."
with a password list. It was either that or the other DEFCON 7 shirt
(same logo in the front) with the message on the back saying something
like "when we catch you we split your warez."

While Hack Canada was guarding the OpenBSD table, Wizbone told me
that there was a deal at the 2600 table that if you buy yourself
two 2600 T-shirt’s, you get $10 off the next one. So I agreed to it,
and got myself a 2600/Bluebox T-shirt (which I later lost! #&%!)

Across from the OpenBSD table, were the folks from Iron Feather Journal.
(If you're not aware what Iron Feather Journal is, it's a magazine
 that has been putting out articles for many many years now.)

I decided I'd walk over to their table and say a quick hello. 
The woman at the table (Jennifer I believe her name was) asked
what my name was. I told her I was The Clone from Hack Canada.
Immediately she smiled and said "Ohhh Hack Canada! You're mentioned
in our book! Here's a free copy!" I was surprised nonetheless.
We got going into a conversation and I think I mentioned something
about looking for Pinguino of Penguin Palace. "Oh Pinguino and her
friends should be here soon" she said. "They're setting up a table
over there." and she pointed in front of her. 

Exciting for me. I've been waiting to meet her for well over a year.
And besides, I had the Pengu episodes I taped for her. 
(Pengu is a cartoon about a crazy cartoon Penguin who gets into a lot of
trouble and has many crazy adventures.) I told the rest of the Hack Canada
crew I was looking for her and I told them to keep an eye out for her.
If they were to see her to quickly tell me. 

While I sat at the OpenBSD table... kind of drifting into another world,
almost falling asleep, I get five voices screaming "Clone... Penguino's
right over there!" I jump up almost having a heart attack from being
screamed at, I walked over to where Pinguino was and I said "Hi Pinguino.
I'm Clone. The dude from HC." She smiled and said "Yeah I know who you are.
How ya doing?" "Good. I have your video." I replied. "Umm.. hang on.
I have to get some stuff from the car. Can you guard the table 'till I 
get back?" Ping asked. I said sure, and waited.

Eventually she came back, she got her video, I helped her set up a bit
and then I told her I'd talk to her later.


Saturday July 10, 1999


Everybody in HC wakes up to a nice sunny morning... wait was it sunny
that day? I can't remember. Anyhow, I'm probably going to be leaving
a lot of stuff out of this day because of an odd memory blockage of
some sort.

Saturday pretty much started off the same way Friday did
(minus the registration). Hack Canada walked around DEFCON,
talking to the people.

That morning I managed to buy myself a "GOT ROOT?" shirt which 
I can now say is my favorite shirt! (Hell it got me a job as a Webmaster
for a local rave/club I go to).

In the afternoon, we all ('Cyb, Wildman, Question, and I) hopped into
Mark's sports utility vehicle, and went for a nice drive around 
Vegas looking for something interesting. Come to think of it, 
there isn't much interesting in Vegas in the day time anyways. 
Which reminds me, have you EVER seen a movie where Las Vegas
is shown in the day time? I never have. That's why for the longest time
I had a conspiracy theory going that there really was no day time in 
Las Vegas and that the Government is working with the Mafia to keep 
it a 24/7 night time city. 

Dammit I've just been sidetracked again. So we eventually all stop for
lunch at McDonalds. I had a McChicken meal I think. I'm probably boring
you all with my specifics of stupid events. I apologize.

After we left McDonalds, we decided to walk down an outdoor strip mall
which I found absolutely amazing considering Edmonton doesn't have one.

When that got boring, we all hopped (I like that word), back into
Mark's truck... car... fuck.. okay "sports utility vehicle" (am I being
too politically correct?) and drove back towards our hotel.

When we were at a red light, one of us got an idea to go walking around
for a while. Out popped Wizbone, me, Cyb0rg/asm, and Wildman.
Somehow we all managed to get across the busy street with only a few
honks and death threats being spewed at us from slowly moving on-coming
traffic (j/k).

I had heard that MGM Hotel was a cool place, so I brought up the idea
that we should all head over there. What we eventually ran into was
an arcade called 'Coney Island' which was connected to the New York New York
Hotel (correct me if I'm wrong about this one). This had to of been the 
coolest arcades I had ever been in. What I did end up doing is losing 
the rest of my fellow HC crew so at this point my mission was to find them.
Unnnnnfortunately the arcade security guard stopped me and told me 
that "Backpacks are not allowed in this arcade. Please put it in one of
our security boxes or you'll have to leave." Well fuck. I didn't want
to put *my* belongings in some stupid security box. I nodded and told
him I'd get my friends and we'd leave.

When I did find my friends, they were busy hax0ring the prize systems
of the arcade. (read the file on 'How to Hack Coney Island arcade')

After that, I brought up the little trouble I had with the security guard,
so we agreed that'd we'd leave. On the way out some guy who had been running
the water gun games asked us if we were in a band. I replied by saying
"No... we're in a hacker group though!" His confused face only lead me to
believe that he was just another clueless person. But his question stuck
in my mind. "Are we in a band?" I looked at myself... I was wearing
huge ass bagging jeans, my DEFCON 7 shirt, a couple of my necklaces,
my DEFCON 7 necklace/pass, and my hair was more spiky than usual thanks
to the excessive amount of jell I used on my hair that morning.
Then there was Wizbone... a tall guy, blonde very cool spiky hair that
I'm almost jealous of, shorts, some cool shirt. He looked like a mix
between punk/alternative. Cyb0rg/asm; maybe it was the long hair?
and Wildman; the shoes? Who knows. heh. So we looked like a band.
Big deal.

Later that day (around 4pm), Question met up with us and we all went back to
the Alexis Park Hotel.

Now this is where things got cool for me. During the usual walking
around DEFCON, I felt gross so I decided that I'd go back to our
hotel and have a shower. Well well... on the way out on the elevator
I ran into three guys that were obviously at DEFCON because of the
"DEFCON 7" id's around they're necks. One of them introduced himself
to me. So I shook his hand. He asked what my name was so I told him
"The Clone." I mentioned that I was with the Hack Canada crew.
Instantly they all just freaked out! "Holy shit! Holy shit! Hack Canada!"
they all simultaneously screamed. They told me that they were freaked
out that they finally got to meet a member of Hack Canada. Well then...
didn't I feel elite. ;) 

When we all got off the elevator they kept going on about 
"how cool it was to be in the same hotel as Hack Canada." 
Man if it was any people who added to my ego during this whole visit, 
it would have to be these three guys no questions asked!

We all got to talking about PalmPilot's and such. Asked if I had
my Pilot on me. I sadly told them I didn't have one at all.
They just looked at me with a confused face. I said "Wait... my friend
Wizbone has one in my backpack... lemme check." Fortunately I did.
So they beamed me they're names and e-mail addresses and told me that
if Hack Canada wants to come up for beers later to come to their room.
So they gave me they're suite # and off they went. Too bad I forgot
all about it. I think it'd be cool if we did hang out.

Well, when they left to their suite, I left to go back to Defcon.
While waiting for the traffic light to change, I sparked up a conversation
with a guy who was also attending Defcon. Sometime during our talk,
I brought up the fact that the DOD (Department of Defense) were stupid
for not protecting their systems against the cold fusion exploit.
Even though the vulnerability was posted on BugTraq month's before they
were attacked. The man looked over at me and said in these exact words
"I work for the DOD." Well right then and there my mouth sort of dropped
in shock. His immediate response was "Actually I'm one of the main
system administrators for the Department of Defense and we did patch for
Cold Fusion. But due to some employees sharing their C drives with
their friends on the internet, somehow we got nailed." 
"That's understandable." I replied. Okay he got the facts straight to me.
Yikes... I thought after he told me he was with the DOD I'd surely be
fish food.

When I got back to the Alexis Park Hotel, I told the DOD guy I'd probably
see him later at the "SPOT THE FED" contest. He smiled and went on his
way. Now when I got back into Alexis Park, I couldn't seem to find my crew
anywhere. 

But I did run into Jericho from Attrition (www.attrition.org),
whom I'd been wanting to speak with ever since I got to Las Vegas.
For about ten minutes him and I joked about Carolyn Meinel the "crack whore"
and how she had the guts to show up. He told me about how his friends
were shooting laser pointers at her ass and how they were mysteriously
bouncing off. I couldn't help but burst into laughter about that one.
I then asked him if JP was going to show up. He had his doubts and told me
that if JP did show up that he'd surely be dead meat by many people
who hate him. Now then, I told Jericho it was cool finally getting to 
meet him, and that I'd probably see him later. He gave me his business
card. I looked down at it;
"ATTRITION.ORG -- "We don't play well with others". 
I nodded and walked away. 

About twenty minutes later and still no luck in finding my friends,
I thought that I better make the best of my time and that I'd probably
run into them later anyways. 

Well then outside of Alexis, near the swimming pool, I got to talking to
a man by the name of Paul Hutchings who was a network security specialist
from Australia. I asked if he had seen any L0pht members at all.
He turned around and pointed to a guy, average height... long light brown
hair. "Could it be?" I thought. Then I remembered the picture of the L0pht
crew inside of the MIT garbage taking old computer parts. 
"It's Mudge!" If this wasn't exciting enough, I got myself to walk over
to him. He was busy talking to what looked to be a FED (probably was!).
I waited till he was finished his conversation and I introduced myself.
I told him I was with the Hack Canada. His response was 
"Oh Hack Canada! Yes, glad you folks could make it out here." I brought
up some potential Palm Pilot releases that were going to be released at
H2K (Hope 2000). Mudge said that L0pht was thinking about releasing some
applications at H2K and that it would be great to see other groups releasing
stuff. I told him that I had heard that Antisniff was being released at
DEFCON. His response "It is? I think you're mistaken. There's no plan at
all to release Antisniff here." "Well." I said. "I'll be sure not to make
assumptions until I get the facts." He laughed. When our conversation
went to an end, he thanked me for the conversation, shook my hand and
I walked back into Alexis.

While I walked around the tables, I walked up to a table where a military
guy was selling Fake ID's but he called them 'Novelty IDs' (heh).
I took a look at the stuff he had for sale and I must say pretty cool 
looking identification he had for sale. Too bad he wouldn't make any
Canadian fake id's. His excuse was that he didn't have any experience making
Canadian id's. Hog wash I tells ya! :( 
I must of spent about 15 minutes at that table. Well soon enough along came
what looked to be another customer. He was a fat gothic looking guy, wore
tight black silk-looking clothes (man he must of been sweating to death), 
had multi-colored hair, and... [bursts out laughing] FAKE vampire teeth.
The ones you can pick up at the dollar store for a buck on Halloween.
What he did next was a complete surprise. He moved real close to the 
Military dude selling the id's and said in a deep dark voice:
"Ya don't belonnnnggg!!!" The military dude took a step back, smiled and 
said in his cool southerner accent "Get outta here ya little fruitcake."
"If you were in the military you wouldn't last one day. I'll tell you that
right now." The Goth-dude whom I later found out was a part of the hacker
group called DOC, turned around and walked away. Ha ha now that's what I
call funny. I can imagine what they do. They all probably dress in their
black clothes, capes, make-up, stockings, go in channel #goth and talk about
how cool it is to be a goth and talk about how much society sucks, how
they're depressed, and how it's cool to be depressed. Yup that about sums
it up. ;) 


Shortly after I ran into Hack Canada, and I told them that I met Jericho
from Attrition and Mudge from L0pht. The look on everyone's face was
priceless. Totally surprised no doubt. ;p I also mentioned the goth guy
and the military dude and they laughed. Wizbone and I repeatedly said to
each other in our best deep dark voices: "YA don't belonnnnngg!!" Or
Wizbone's "YA don't beellllonnnng heeerrrreee!!" Hehehe.

That night 'Cyb, Wildman, Wizbone, and I did some walking
around the strip. Being handed numerous porno flyers by numerous
Mexicans, Wizbone, Wildman and I all agreed that we'd collect as many
flyers as possible and then split them up on the way back to Canada.
Let me tell you... I must have had 10 pounds of flyers in my backpack!
Mad Pr0n hax0r.. heh heh.


Late Saturday July 10/Early Sunday July 11, 1999


Later that evening I somehow found myself alone again and drunk.
I have no idea how the fuck I got there, but I remember what looked to be
the Attrition group feeding me alcohol. Heh.

Anyways, some asian guy invited me to go to a hotel room with some of his
friends. So I did. When I showed up a few of the guys I recognized from
the social engineering contest were there. The ones who said 'CCIT' instead
of 'CCITT'. Heh. So I sit down in front of these strangers, drunk.
They knew I was drunk... I knew they were drunk. One guy from DPS 
(Dead Protocol Society)... [whoever the fuck they are.. hehe], comes up
to me and says; "so you want to stay here?" My reply was 
"Well I was invited wasn't I?" He then rudely says 
"If you want to stay here you have to tell us what you know. 
So what do you know?" I retorted; "I know enough. I'm fond of 
packet switching networks. X25's my thing." "Okay" he says. "You can stay."
Haha... lame fucker, eh? Who does he think he is? Couldn't social engineer
a gullible 10 year old.

Now, I soon found out that this was the hotel of the #hackphreak
crew. I was happy I wasn't kicked out either because the woman whos hotel
it was was kicking almost everyone new that came in. Boy did I feel special
*sarcasm*. I made a few words with a French X.25 Hacker/Phreak. Exchanged
e-mail addresses, URL's, nua's, and Dnic nua's. I left shortly after
and headed towards the swimming pool.

I sat by the pool, acted lonely, and soon enough a group of craaazy American
folks invited me into the pool with them. They looked to be around 20, 21
years of age. Coolness. I hung out with them, let them ask me weird 
questions about Canada. I'd reply. I'd ask them weird questions about the
US, they'd reply. But there was one girl... *heh*... I'll never forget her.
Damn I should of mentioned her earlier in the article. Anyhow, she was
what looked to be a "Goth". But man... she was sooo sweet. She invited
me and a couple of the other people in the pool to come talk in the hottub.
I remember her bringing up the fact that she's a Mormon by birth not by
choice (From Utah no doubt). Well most of the conversation was either about
Mormon’s, "Canada-boy" as she liked to call me, or Ecstasy. Ecstasy if you're
not aware, is what's known in the rave scene as the "sex drug". 
That probably explained why she was bottom naked. She stood up at one point,
baby I had a great view... nicely shaved too... mmm! *ahem*, anyways.. ;)
It was around 4:30am, when a group of drunk hooligans on a golf cart
were driving down the Hotel walkway... pissed out of their fucking minds
running over grass height lights (for the sprinkler systems). Eventually
they turned sharply and ran into the side of the hotel breaking a window.
At this point we all in the hottub started cheering and clapping, while
a dozen or so drunk guys/gals ran over to the cart, took camera shots, and
ran back to their original spots. When the sound of breaking glass hit
the air, Priest immediately ran over to see what was up. Boy oh boy did
he ever give them shit. *heh*

When six o'clock came, everybody in the hottub left. I ended up talking
to one guy I'll call "da man" (more on him later). Pinguino and her
friends walked passed. I had a small convo with her before she went 
somewhere (who knows!?). 

At Approx. 6:30-6:45am, I went into the Alexis Park Hotel. Seeing as
the only people hanging in there were a small group of kids still playing
'Capture the Flag', I decided I'd chill with them. They were nice.
A little edgy, moody, and egotistical, but otherwise not bad guys.
They were not only playing Capture the Flag, but they were also playing
"Change the lock security passwords on the Alexis Park Hotel's doors."
I won't explain further for reasons of incrimination.

Around 7:30am, I dragged myself back to the Amerisuites Hotel where
the HC crew was snoozing, and went for a nice two hour nap before I was
up and at 'em again at 9:30am. *sigh*.


Sunday July 11, 1999 (continued)


Now around 10:00am, we were scheduled to have an interview with Shanners of
HNC but according to his friends he had a hang-over and "might not make it"
for the interview. Well fuck, we all thought. We want our interview!
Eventually one guy from HNC and Gale Pedowitz from Sony decided to forget
Shanners and interview us. 

We all took the elevator upstairs, and waited in one room while HNC set up
their things in the other room. They offered us anything we wanted to
drink. They had beer and pop. Wildman, and I took pop, while
Question, Cyb0rg/asm, and Wizbone took beer. After sitting around for ten
minutes in the excitment of it all, HNC finally called us into the other
room for our interview.

The interview went nicely. They asked us several questions about our group.
What we believed in, stuff like that. We all gave awesome answers. 
Sometimes, interupting each other. But the video interview went well in
my opinion.

At the end of the interview, we went back to the previous room, got
more beer and sat on the couches and drunkizied ourselves. Heh.
The HNC crew later joined us briefly but then left. 
(For a pic of HC on the couches, go to 
http://nettwerk.hypermart.net/defconpics/hcgroup.jpg)

Instantly after they left, Hack Canada decided they'd go get more beer.
Well hell, we're Canadians of course we're going to get more beer. 
(Too bad we had no back-bacon)
Okay we stole a whole BUNCH of beer... Corona's to be exact. *lol*
Over $100 worth. For you non-leet people, we had perfected what Cyb0rg/asm
called 'The Beer-Hax0r Exploit'. And what an exploit it was. Quickly 
everyone packed as many Corona's into my backpack as they could. 
We barely fit all of them in. Doing the zipper up was a hassle too. ;p
Immediately, we got in the elevator.

Walking from the hotel to our area at the end of the pools without looking
suspicious was a difficult task we soon found out. Trying not to laugh
too hard from the elite thing we had just done was next to impossible.

The rest of the day we sat in the same spot drinking away. Telling our
Beer-Hax0r exploit to our groupies. Later on Pinguino came over.
She was leaving *pouts*. I gave her hugs, and told her I'd see her next
year for sure. So she left, Cyb0rg/asm got cheap alcohol from across the 
street and HC went back to drinking the rest of the day away.

Later on that night, a venue was set up for people over 21 to get free
alcohol. It was easy enough for Wiz, Wildman and I to con our friends
into getting us alcohol. As time progressed, things started to get a little
out of hand with the DEFCON people. Fights broke out, and things went from
bliss to chaos. As smart as us Canadians are, we dashed away with our
new friends and headed back to our hotel. But on the way there, we all
stopped off at a store between Alexis and Amerisuites. Cyb0rg/asm, Wizbone,
and I went into the store, got more alcohol (yes we're drunks shut up!)
then we walked back towards our hotel. 

When we got to our hotel, the blonde chick that Wildman, Question and
Cyb0rg/asm wouldn't stop talking about left and so did we. Somehow
during our drunkin' state we had an ingenious idea to sit
outside of the Amerisuites in the empty parking lot, get more drunk
and listen to loud techno music (Chemical Brothers, Daft Punk, Underworld, etc)
coming from inside Questions truck. 

Around three o'clock a car drove up, a man in dress pants and a tucked
in shirt (fed clothing) stepped out. He asked us what we were doing.
We told him hanging out. Apparently he was a Secret Service agent. *eek*.
He told us to take it easy and have a good night. So he drove off and that's
the last we saw of him. Phew. We're lucky he didn't find our nuclear warhead
in the back of Question's truck. (heheh).

We all decided the best place for food would be the Hardrock Cafe right
across from the Alexis Park Hotel. All of us got something. I got
purple looking nachos which tasted terrible. I don't remember this part
too well. But I know we ate so that's the important part.
At around seven o'clock or so, we went back to our hotel and went to sleep.


Monday/Tuesday, July 12/13, 1999

Sunrise came. DEFCON was over and we had a whole 24 hour trip home
in front of us. Packing up was a snap. We got out to the truck,
spoke to a few of the people we met the night before. Wished each other
a safe ride home, and off we went. Back to Edmonton, Alberta, Canada.

When we got to the border, the Canadian border guard asked us what
citizens we were. We told him Canadian. He smiled, asked us the usual
questions minus the attitude, and off we went to Canada.

To make sure we were in the right country, Wizbone put his hand outside
the window. "It's cold." he said in a comforting voice. "We're in Canada!"
Oddly enough, the ride home felt quicker. Maybe it's because I slept for
20 hours on the way back apposed to 2 hours on the way there almost a week
before. ;)


---
Final words:


In my opinion the time I had spent in Las Vegas was the most fun I have
ever had in my life. Hopefully my DEFCON file was cool enough to want to
make you want to come to DEFCON if you haven't already. The Hack Canada
crew now looks back at Defcon 7 in remembrance of a great time we had
with each other. We hope to make it to Defcon 8 in August 2000.

I want to firstly thank The Question for driving us 3/4 of the way to
Vegas and for not killing the inconsiderate drivers in Salt Lake City
Utah. As well I want to thank Cyb0rg/asm for making this all possible.
If it wasn't for you starting the Hack Canada group, none of us would of
been able to go to DEFCON. I also want to thank everyone who I had great
fun at DEFCON with. Mainly Wizbone, Wildman, The Question,
Cyb0rg/asm, and Pinguino.

Lastly to you for taking the time to read my file. Hope you enjoyed reading
it as much as I enjoyed not so much writing it, but experiencing it. :)



				THE END...

		[to be continued in New York City for HOPE 2000 and
		Las Vegas once again for DEFCON 8.0.]



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