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Remote: Yes
Willing to relocate: Maybe
Technologies: PHP, MySQL, JavaScript, React, VueJS, Laravel, WordPress, Linux (LAMP/Nginx)
LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/andrew-jones-6505766/
GitHub: https://github.com/supersoju/
WordPress core contributor with 25+ years of enterprise PHP/MySQL development experience. Most recently at A2 Hosting/WHG, where I architected A2 Optimized (cross-platform performance optimization for WordPress, Drupal, Magento, and other CMS platforms) and TurboHub (Laravel-based management dashboard serving 1.5M+ WordPress sites across 4 continents).
Also founded Soju Web Development, building custom WordPress/WooCommerce solutions and SaaS products including centralized WordPress management tools. Strong background in full-stack development, system architecture, and performance optimization at scale.
Open to engineering roles or interesting challenges in WordPress/PHP ecosystems.
I'm not sure how my friend group found Magic originally, but it was around like 3rd edition or so? We all really liked it and spend way too much money on cards. We would play around the kitchen table in a single game, 5, 6, 7 people all with decks a mile high building huge armies before someone finally gave in to break the peace and attack, usually resulting in everyone else attacking them. Great fun.
I had some access to the internet at work and during a break I started looking up stuff about Magic and found a deck that won a tournament recently. It was a red burn deck, and the tournament was a draft, which I had no idea what that meant, but I had a "winning" decklist and I had most of the cards in there. I traded with my friends for the other stuff I was missing and we set about to play. I think I killed everyone one after another with that "stupid deck" with cards the others just flat out gave to me because they were "bad". I took that deck to a tournament a couple of weeks later and found out what the difference between drafts and constructed decks were, mainly that my deck needed 20 more cards. I still get fourth place and a box of booster packs.
My friends one by one stopped playing not too long after that. I went on to win most local tournaments and play in a handful of pro tour events, but none were ever as much fun as sitting around the kitchen table.
There was quite a bit of back and forth between the team that managed the servers, the owners of the company and M1. After a few weeks M1 was finally given access. Within a couple of days he brought a complaint against another manager (M2) that M2 had hijacked M1's personal email and was storing it on one of the internal servers.
Meetings were held into the night to discuss what should be done. M2 was called in, credentials revoked and they were placed on leave while an investigation could take place. Overnight every single server was compromised and no one could get in to anything.
M2 brought in a lawyer, the company brought in a lawyer and all of management and most of the employees were sat down in a room to figure out what to do about this mess.
Turns out M1 had re-used the same "password", which was a single lowercase english word, on EVERYTHING. His personal email, any account on any service maintained by the company and had changed his secure password on the superuser accounts he had just been given to the same one.
There was a literal paper trail of M1 providing this password to the majority of the people in the company. Provided in printed memos asking to have accounts set up, emails asking to have accounts set up, other people having it on the standard sticky note on monitors, M1 saying "and make the password..." in the common workspace for anyone to overhear, etc etc.
Of course, one of the servers had SSH open for remote access... and you can see where this is going.
Expensive forensics team was brought in, servers recovered, and it was determined that M1's account on the SSH server was targeted by automated logins not too long after he was added to the company's website.
M2 is cleared and brought back, M1 had their role decreased and was gone not soon after.
Pulled the site down locally and started the regular process of find/remove, but nothing was showing up. Hosting the site locally, the JS wasn't being put on the page. Checked all the server files for stuff like php.ini, user.ini, etc etc. Nothing was showing up.
Created a plain info.php file on the account. That had the JS injected into it.
Started searching for other sites with the same JS, found a bunch, dozens. Started a search for "neighbor" sites to the one I was investigating, ones that most likely were on the same server. They ALL had the JS injected. Server was owned.
I alerted the client and sent a note into GoDaddy, like you need to check this out. Got a response that it was impossible for the server to be compromised and I should buy their Sitelock service for security. Instead we requested a migration to another server and that cleared up the issue.
My situation was unique because my Facebook account administered the pages of government agencies and they were very helpful in putting pressure through back channels to get it sorted out. It still took over 30 days after they acknowledged that they dropped the ball to get the account back, and 60 days to get everything back and running.
But I'll pass along this link to my AG as they're collecting stories like this, and there's hundreds we've found so far.
Most any USB audio interface will have an "instrument" input/mode that will allow you to plug directly in and will work with Mac/Windows/Linux directly with low latency. Most of the come with some software bundles as well with free amp and pedal models.
We were contemplating what to do with this information as the listing is under "entire place" when a few days later we got an email from Airbnb saying that there was a price adjustment of +$395 for cleaning PER DAY. We had it booked for 5 days so we needed to pay an additional $~2000. That was more than double the original cost. Thankfully we were able to cancel and get our deposit back with just the automated cancellation, but we did get a nasty message from the host that we we reported back to Airbnb.
My Facebook account has MFA and a very strong, unique password. I began to receive emails about my "account recovery code", which I ignored. A day or so later I received an email that MFA was disabled, and then one that my password had been reset. I was able to immediately reset it again from a new device, log in, log out all other sessions and re-enable MFA. Then a few hours later the same thing happened, but by that time it was overnight and I wasn't able to catch it in time. I woke up to the emails outlining that process again along with one saying my account had been suspended.
I went through the recommend process of supplying my ID, which was rejected as "forged" and I was told my account would be terminated, decision is final, no ability to appeal, etc. Luckily (maybe?) my account created Facebook Apps for some state and federal government offices and personnel, and those went away at the same time. Now there's some high level people butting heads with the Meta Pro team on my behalf, and I'm watching the emails as they go back and forth.
It's about 3 weeks later and I still haven't gotten access back yet, but we've collected dozens of other cases of people that have had the same thing happen going back to mid-October.
It appears to be a scam where attackers are able to somehow gain access to Facebook accounts bypassing passwords and other authentication processes and then post about crypto and NFT sales on Facebook marketplace. If the account has a credit card attached, they will buy $100-500 worth of Facebook ads for the same thing.
We're all wondering what happens to the regular people who don't have the business connections to have the ability to reach out to someone that is able to bypass the regular process that is failing in a major way?
But the thing that really terrifies me thinking back is the "cushion" they put down on the ground. These days it's all shredded foam rubber or wood chips so if you fall, you're not hitting anything sharp. This playground however had GRAVEL. And not just from when it was first installed, they trucked in fresh gravel every six months. Cut hands, torn pants and shirts with streaks of blood were common. God forbid if you got some in your shoe. And of course, kids would throw handfuls of rocks at each other, why not? The teachers on playground duty of course did nothing to discourage any of this. Probably why in a school of less than 200 kids, there were 3 nurses.