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The Phone Balance Challenge: Day 6

The final day of this challenge and it went pretty well.

From the picture, you can see that I succeeded with more than 3 hours still left to go. Success!

However, yesterday I mentioned that I would connect a PlayStation 3 via my phone to the PlayStation Network.
Unfortunately I wasn't able to do this despite downloading some awesome software called Connectify. It enables Windows 7 OS computers to turn itself into a wireless router. I was quite impressed with the documentation on the software that was available and quite a few sites seem to have good things to say about it. I was quite pleased to actually find an application that does all the setup for you (previous Windows OSes didn't seem to have any software available).
Anyway, it worked quite well (well, I was able to connect to the Network I created), but I was unable to connect to the PlayStation network. It failed with a selection of error messages; from a DNS error message to a message about the WPA key being incorrect. I was able to get Connectify software to see the PlayStation and its connection attempts and I was able to get the PlayStation to see my router, but still, no success. I took some pictures.
I eventually gave up and watched TV and did some random surfing to use up the dollars that I had left.

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  1. Wicked, you can turn your PC into a router! That is good, I was surprised it was not possible to do that when I first got wireless - good discovery!

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