missiontcp.log

2017-12-10 04:32: *** MISSON TCP SERVER ***
2017-12-10 04:32: Listening on 127.0.0.1:1234
2017-12-10 04:32: Ready to serve...

2017-12-10 04:32: Initiating 3 way handshake for Ann
2017-12-10 04:32:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2001 
 Destination Port: 1234 
 Sequence Number: 1153 
 Ack Number: 0
 flags [0, 0, 0, 0, 0, 1, 0] 
 Data: 
2017-12-10 04:32: Ready to serve...

2017-12-10 04:32: sent frame2 to the client
2017-12-10 04:32: wating for frame 3 from Ann...
2017-12-10 04:32: recieved
2017-12-10 04:32:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2001 
 Destination Port: 1234 
 Sequence Number: 1154 
 Ack Number: 179
 flags [0, 0, 0, 1, 0, 0, 0] 
 Data: 
2017-12-10 04:32: Connection successfully established to Ann
2017-12-10 04:32: Ready to serve...

2017-12-10 04:32: Initiating 3 way handshake for Jan
2017-12-10 04:32:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2002 
 Destination Port: 1234 
 Sequence Number: 1256 
 Ack Number: 0
 flags [0, 0, 0, 0, 0, 1, 0] 
 Data: 
2017-12-10 04:32: dest id = 1234
2017-12-10 04:32: sent frame2 to the client
2017-12-10 04:32: wating for frame 3 from Ann...
2017-12-10 04:32: recieved
2017-12-10 04:32: {"data": "", "acknum": 110, "seqnum": 1257, "urgpointer": "", "destid": 1234, "flags": [0, 0, 0, 1, 0, 0, 0], "sourceid": 2002}
2017-12-10 04:32: Connection successfully established to Jan
2017-12-10 04:32: Ready to serve...

2017-12-10 04:32: Initiating 3 way handshake for Airforce
2017-12-10 04:32:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 3001 
 Destination Port: 1234 
 Sequence Number: 1194 
 Ack Number: 0
 flags [0, 0, 0, 0, 0, 1, 0] 
 Data: 
2017-12-10 04:32: sent frame2 to the client
2017-12-10 04:32: wating for frame 3 from Airforce...
2017-12-10 04:32: recieved
2017-12-10 04:32: {"seqnum": 1195, "urgpointer": "", "flags": [0, 0, 0, 1, 0, 0, 0], "data": "", "sourceid": 3001, "destid": 1234, "acknum": 173}
2017-12-10 04:32: Connection successfully established to Airforce
2017-12-10 04:32: Ready to serve...

2017-12-10 04:32: Initiating 3 way handshake for Chan
2017-12-10 04:32:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2003 
 Destination Port: 1234 
 Sequence Number: 1111 
 Ack Number: 0
 flags [0, 0, 0, 0, 0, 1, 0] 
 Data: 
2017-12-10 04:32: sent frame2 to the client
2017-12-10 04:32: wating for frame 3 from Chan...
2017-12-10 04:32: recieved
2017-12-10 04:32: {"flags": [0, 0, 0, 1, 0, 0, 0], "sourceid": 2003, "acknum": 171, "destid": 1234, "urgpointer": "", "data": "", "seqnum": 1112}
2017-12-10 04:32: Connection successfully established to Ann
2017-12-10 04:32:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2001 
 Destination Port: 2002 
 Sequence Number: 0 
 Ack Number: 0
 flags [0, 0, 0, 1, 0, 0, 0] 
 Data:  Goats, from a shepherd who stands here, from Lacon, keep away Sibyrtas owns him; and he stole my goatskin yesterday.
 Sibyrtas' bondsman own a pipe? whence gotst thou that, and how? Tootling through straws with Corydon mayhap's beneath thee now?
 The skin that Crocylus gave me, a dark one streaked with white, The day he slew his she-goat. Why, thou wert ill with spite, Then, my false friend; and thou would'st end by beggaring me quite.
 Nor pipe of thine, good fellow--the Ladies of the Lake So be still kind and good to me--did e'er Cometas take.
 'The hog he braved Athene.' As for the kid, 'tis there You stake a lamb against him--that fat one--if you dare.
 The same who deemed his hornet's-buzz the true cicala's note, And braved--like you--his better. And so forsooth you vote My kid a trifle? Then come on, fellow! I stake the goat.
 Hot I am not; but hurt I am, and sorely, when I think That thou canst look me in the face and never bleach nor blink-- Me, thine own boyhood's tutor! Go, train the she-wolf's brood Train dogs--that they may rend thee! This, this is gratitude!
 When? When I beat thee, wailing sore yon goats looked on with glee, And bleated; and were dealt with e'en as I had dealt with thee.
 Nay, here are oaks and galingale the hum of housing bees Makes the place pleasant, and the birds are piping in the trees. And here are two cold streamlets; here deeper shadows fall Than yon place owns, and look what cones drop from the pinetree tall.
 Come hither, and trample dainty fern and poppy-blossom sleep On goatskins that are softer than thy fleeces piled three deep. Here will I plant eight milkpails, great Pan's regard to gain, Bound them eight cups full honeycombs shall every cup contain.
 Nay, I want no Lycopas. But hail yon woodsman, do 'Tis Morson--see! his arms are full of bracken--there, by you.
 Ay, you hail him.
 Nay, by the Nymphs, sweet Morson, ne'er for Cometas' sake Stretch thou a point; nor e'er let him undue advantage take. Sibyrtas owns yon wethers; a Thurian is he And here, my friend, Eumares' goats, of Sybaris, you may see.
 The simple truth, most worshipful, is all that I allege I'm not for boasting. But thy wit hath all too keen an edge.
 [Sings] Daphnis the mighty minstrel was less precious to the Nine Than I. I offered yesterday two kids upon their shrine.
 Twin kids hath every goat I milk, save two. My maid, my own, Eyes me and asks 'At milking time, rogue, art thou all alone?'
 Clarissa pelts her goatherd with apples, should he stray By with his goats; and pouts her lip in a quaint charming way.
 Tho' dogrose and anemone are fair in their degree, The rose that blooms by garden-walls still is the rose for me.
 A cushat I will presently procure and give to her Who loves me I know where it sits; up in the juniper.
 Back, lambs, from that wild-olive and be content to browse Here on the shoulder of the hill, beneath the myrtle boughs.
 I have a bowl of cypress-wood I have besides a cup Praxiteles designed them for her they're treasured up.
 Ye locusts that o'erleap my fence, oh let my vines escape Your clutches, I beseech you the bloom is on the grape.
 Those foxes with their bushy tails, I hate to see them crawl Round Micon's homestead and purloin his grapes at evenfall.
 Have you forgot that cudgelling I gave you? At each stroke You grinned and twisted with a grace, and clung to yonder oak.
 There's some one ill--of heartburn. You note it, I presume, Morson? Go quick, and fetch a squill from some old beldam's tomb.
 May Himera flow, not water, but milk and may'st thou blush,Crathis, with wine; and fruitage grow upon every rush.
 My goats are fed on clover and goat's-delight they tread On lentisk leaves; or lie them down, ripe strawberries o'er their head.
 I scorn my maid; for when she took my cushat, she did not Draw with both hands my face to hers and kiss me on the spot.
 Lacon, the nightingale should scarce be challenged by the jay, Nor swan by hoopoe but, poor boy, thou aye wert for a fray.
 By Pan I will! Snort, all my herd of he-goats I shall now O'er Lacon, shepherd as he is, crow ye shall soon see how. I've won, and I could leap sky-high! Ye also dance and skip, My horned ewes in Sybaris' fount to-morrow all shall dip. Ho! you, sir, with the glossy coat and dangerous crest; you dare Look at a ewe, till I have slain my lamb, and ill you'll fare. What! is he at his tricks again? He is, and he will get (Or my name's not Cometas) a proper pounding yet.
2017-12-10 04:32: Ann >> Jan packet forwarding
2017-12-10 04:32:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2001 
 Destination Port: 2003 
 Sequence Number: 0 
 Ack Number: 0
 flags [0, 0, 0, 1, 0, 0, 0] 
 Data:  Hi! lambs! avoid yon fountain. Have ye not eyes to see Cometas, him who filched a pipe but two days back from me?
 'Twas Lycon's gift, your highness. But pray, Cometas, say, What is that skin wherewith thou saidst that Lacon walked away? Why, thy lord's self had ne'er a skin whereon his limbs to lay.
 Did Lacon, did Calaethis' son purloin a goatskin? No, By Pan that haunts the sea-beach! Lad, if I served thee so, Crazed may I drop from yon hill-top to Crathis' stream below!
 Be Daphnis' woes my portion, should that my credence win! Still, if thou list to stake a kid--that surely were no sin-- Come on, I'll sing it out with thee--until thou givest in.
 Fox! were that fair for either? At shearing who'd prefer Horsehair to wool? or when the goat stood handy, suffer her To nurse her firstling, and himself go milk a blatant cur?
 Why be so hot? Art thou on fire? First prythee take thy seat 'Neath this wild woodland olive thy tones will sound more sweet. Here falls a cold rill drop by drop, and green grass-blades uprear Their heads, and fallen leaves are thick, and locusts prattle here.
 When learned I from thy practice or thy preaching aught that's right, Thou puppet, thou misshapen lump of ugliness and spite?
 Well, hunchback, shallow be thy grave as was thy judgment then! But hither, hither! Thou'lt not dip in herdsman's lore again.
 Come hither, and tread on lambswool that is soft as any dream Still more unsavoury than thyself to me thy goatskins seem. Here will I plant a bowl of milk, our ladies' grace to win; And one, as huge, beside it, sweet olive-oil therein.
 Well! there essay thy woodcraft thence fight me, never budge From thine own oak; e'en have thy way. But who shall be our judge? Oh, if Lycopas with his kine should chance this way to trudge!
 We'll hail him.
 Friend, 'twill not take thee long We're striving which is master, we twain, in woodland song And thou, my good friend Morson, ne'er look with favouring eyes On me; nor yet to yonder lad be fain to judge the prize.
 And who asked thee, thou naughty knave, to whom belonged these flocks, Sibyrtas, or (it might be) me? Eh, thou'rt a chatter-box!
 Come sing, if singing's in thee--and may our friend get back To town alive! Heaven help us, lad, how thy tongue doth clack!
 Go to! nigh twenty baskets doth Lacon fill with cheese Hath time to woo a sweetheart too upon the blossomed leas.
 Me too a darling smooth of face notes as I tend my flocks How maddeningly o'er that fair neck ripple those shining locks!
 Tho' acorns' cups are fair, their taste is bitterness, and still I'll choose, for honeysweet are they, the apples of the hill.
 Pooh! a soft fleece, to make a coat, I'll give the day I shear My brindled ewe--(no hand but mine shall touch it)--to my dear.
 Run, (will ye?) Ball and Dogstar, down from that oak tree, run And feed where Spot is feeding, and catch the morning sun.
 I have a dog who throttles wolves he loves the sheep, and they Love him I'll give him to my dear, to keep wild beasts at bay.
 Ye crickets, mark how nettled our friend the goatherd is! I ween, ye cost the reapers pangs as acute as his.
 I hate to see the beetles that come warping on the wind. And climb Philondas' trees, and leave never a fig behind.
 That I've forgot--but I have not, how once Eumares tied You to that selfsame oak-trunk, and tanned your unclean hide.
 I think I'm stinging somebody, as Morson too perceives--Go to the river and dig up a clump of sowbread-leaves.
 For me may Sybaris' fountain flow, pure honey so that you, My fair, may dip your pitcher each morn in honey-dew.
 My sheep crop honeysuckle bloom, while all around them blows In clusters rich the jasmine, as brave as any rose.
 I love my love, and hugely for, when I gave my flute, I was rewarded with a kiss, a loving one to boot.
2017-12-10 04:32: Ann >> Chan packet forwarding
2017-12-10 04:32:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2003 
 Destination Port: 2001 
 Sequence Number: 11 
 Ack Number: 61
 flags [0, 0, 0, 1, 0, 0, 0] 
 Data: 1
2017-12-10 04:32: Chan >> Ann packet forwarding
2017-12-10 04:32:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2003 
 Destination Port: 2001 
 Sequence Number: 15 
 Ack Number: 51
 flags [0, 0, 0, 1, 0, 0, 0] 
 Data: 2
2017-12-10 04:32: Chan >> Ann packet forwarding
2017-12-10 04:33:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2003 
 Destination Port: 2001 
 Sequence Number: 11 
 Ack Number: 59
 flags [0, 0, 0, 1, 0, 0, 0] 
 Data: 3
2017-12-10 04:33: Chan >> Ann packet forwarding
2017-12-10 04:33:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2003 
 Destination Port: 2001 
 Sequence Number: 11 
 Ack Number: 56
 flags [0, 0, 0, 1, 0, 0, 0] 
 Data: 4
2017-12-10 04:33: Chan >> Ann packet forwarding
2017-12-10 04:33:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2003 
 Destination Port: 2001 
 Sequence Number: 13 
 Ack Number: 64
 flags [0, 0, 0, 1, 0, 0, 0] 
 Data: 5
2017-12-10 04:33: Chan >> Ann packet forwarding
2017-12-10 04:33:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2001 
 Destination Port: 2003 
 Sequence Number: 64 
 Ack Number: 14
 flags [0, 1, 1, 0, 1, 0, 0] 
 Data: Chan, something fishy. Terminating connections right now!
2017-12-10 04:33: Ann >> Chan packet forwarding
2017-12-10 04:33:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2001 
 Destination Port: 2002 
 Sequence Number: 64 
 Ack Number: 14
 flags [0, 0, 1, 1, 0, 0, 0] 
 Data: Jan, Terminating my Chan connections right now due to security concerns! Just wanted to keep you informed!
2017-12-10 04:33: Ann >> Jan packet forwarding
2017-12-10 04:33:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2002 
 Destination Port: 2001 
 Sequence Number: 1025 
 Ack Number: 0
 flags [0, 0, 1, 1, 0, 0, 0] 
 Data: Ann, Approve my request to execute the mission
2017-12-10 04:33: dest id = 2001
2017-12-10 04:33: Jan >> Ann packet forwarding
2017-12-10 04:33:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2001 
 Destination Port: 2002 
 Sequence Number: 0 
 Ack Number: 1026
 flags [0, 0, 0, 0, 1, 0, 0] 
 Data: Execute **PEPPER THE PEPPER**
2017-12-10 04:33: Ann >> Jan packet forwarding
2017-12-10 04:33:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2002 
 Destination Port: 3001 
 Sequence Number: 1491 
 Ack Number: 0
 flags [0, 0, 1, 1, 0, 0, 0] 
 Data: Execute **PEPPER THE PEPPER**
2017-12-10 04:33: dest id = 3001
2017-12-10 04:33: Jan >> Airforce packet forwarding
2017-12-10 04:33:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 3001 
 Destination Port: 2002 
 Sequence Number: 0 
 Ack Number: 1492
 flags [0, 0, 0, 1, 0, 0, 0] 
 Data: MISSION SUCCESS
2017-12-10 04:33: Airforce >> Jan packet forwarding
2017-12-10 04:33:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2002 
 Destination Port: 2001 
 Sequence Number: 1643 
 Ack Number: 0
 flags [0, 0, 1, 1, 0, 0, 0] 
 Data: Mission Success
2017-12-10 04:33: dest id = 2001
2017-12-10 04:33: Jan >> Ann packet forwarding
2017-12-10 04:33:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2001 
 Destination Port: 2002 
 Sequence Number: 0 
 Ack Number: 1644
 flags [0, 0, 0, 0, 1, 0, 0] 
 Data: Execute **PEPPER THE PEPPER**
2017-12-10 04:33: Ann >> Jan packet forwarding
2017-12-10 04:39: *** MISSON TCP SERVER ***
2017-12-10 04:39: Listening on 127.0.0.1:1234
2017-12-10 04:39: Ready to serve...

2017-12-10 04:39: Initiating 3 way handshake for Ann
2017-12-10 04:39:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2001 
 Destination Port: 1234 
 Sequence Number: 1921 
 Ack Number: 0
 flags [0, 0, 0, 0, 0, 1, 0] 
 Data: 
2017-12-10 04:39: Ready to serve...

2017-12-10 04:39: sent frame2 to the client
2017-12-10 04:39: wating for frame 3 from Ann...
2017-12-10 04:39: recieved
2017-12-10 04:39:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2001 
 Destination Port: 1234 
 Sequence Number: 1922 
 Ack Number: 167
 flags [0, 0, 0, 1, 0, 0, 0] 
 Data: 
2017-12-10 04:39: Connection successfully established to Ann
2017-12-10 04:39: Initiating 3 way handshake for Jan
2017-12-10 04:39:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2002 
 Destination Port: 1234 
 Sequence Number: 1480 
 Ack Number: 0
 flags [0, 0, 0, 0, 0, 1, 0] 
 Data: 
2017-12-10 04:39: dest id = 1234
2017-12-10 04:39: Ready to serve...

2017-12-10 04:39: sent frame2 to the client
2017-12-10 04:39: wating for frame 3 from Ann...
2017-12-10 04:39: recieved
2017-12-10 04:39: {"seqnum": 1481, "destid": 1234, "sourceid": 2002, "urgpointer": "", "data": "", "flags": [0, 0, 0, 1, 0, 0, 0], "acknum": 104}
2017-12-10 04:39: Connection successfully established to Jan
2017-12-10 04:39: Ready to serve...

2017-12-10 04:39: Initiating 3 way handshake for Airforce
2017-12-10 04:39:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 3001 
 Destination Port: 1234 
 Sequence Number: 1013 
 Ack Number: 0
 flags [0, 0, 0, 0, 0, 1, 0] 
 Data: 
2017-12-10 04:39: sent frame2 to the client
2017-12-10 04:39: wating for frame 3 from Airforce...
2017-12-10 04:39: recieved
2017-12-10 04:39: {"sourceid": 3001, "destid": 1234, "data": "", "seqnum": 1014, "acknum": 109, "urgpointer": "", "flags": [0, 0, 0, 1, 0, 0, 0]}
2017-12-10 04:39: Connection successfully established to Airforce
2017-12-10 04:39: Initiating 3 way handshake for Chan
2017-12-10 04:39:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2003 
 Destination Port: 1234 
 Sequence Number: 1177 
 Ack Number: 0
 flags [0, 0, 0, 0, 0, 1, 0] 
 Data: 
2017-12-10 04:39: sent frame2 to the client
2017-12-10 04:39: wating for frame 3 from Chan...
2017-12-10 04:39: Ready to serve...

2017-12-10 04:39: recieved
2017-12-10 04:39: {"acknum": 108, "urgpointer": "", "flags": [0, 0, 0, 1, 0, 0, 0], "destid": 1234, "seqnum": 1178, "data": "", "sourceid": 2003}
2017-12-10 04:39: Connection successfully established to Ann
2017-12-10 04:39:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2001 
 Destination Port: 2002 
 Sequence Number: 0 
 Ack Number: 0
 flags [0, 0, 0, 1, 0, 0, 0] 
 Data:  Goats, from a shepherd who stands here, from Lacon, keep away Sibyrtas owns him; and he stole my goatskin yesterday.
 Sibyrtas' bondsman own a pipe? whence gotst thou that, and how? Tootling through straws with Corydon mayhap's beneath thee now?
 The skin that Crocylus gave me, a dark one streaked with white, The day he slew his she-goat. Why, thou wert ill with spite, Then, my false friend; and thou would'st end by beggaring me quite.
 Nor pipe of thine, good fellow--the Ladies of the Lake So be still kind and good to me--did e'er Cometas take.
 'The hog he braved Athene.' As for the kid, 'tis there You stake a lamb against him--that fat one--if you dare.
 The same who deemed his hornet's-buzz the true cicala's note, And braved--like you--his better. And so forsooth you vote My kid a trifle? Then come on, fellow! I stake the goat.
 Hot I am not; but hurt I am, and sorely, when I think That thou canst look me in the face and never bleach nor blink-- Me, thine own boyhood's tutor! Go, train the she-wolf's brood Train dogs--that they may rend thee! This, this is gratitude!
 When? When I beat thee, wailing sore yon goats looked on with glee, And bleated; and were dealt with e'en as I had dealt with thee.
 Nay, here are oaks and galingale the hum of housing bees Makes the place pleasant, and the birds are piping in the trees. And here are two cold streamlets; here deeper shadows fall Than yon place owns, and look what cones drop from the pinetree tall.
 Come hither, and trample dainty fern and poppy-blossom sleep On goatskins that are softer than thy fleeces piled three deep. Here will I plant eight milkpails, great Pan's regard to gain, Bound them eight cups full honeycombs shall every cup contain.
 Nay, I want no Lycopas. But hail yon woodsman, do 'Tis Morson--see! his arms are full of bracken--there, by you.
 Ay, you hail him.
 Nay, by the Nymphs, sweet Morson, ne'er for Cometas' sake Stretch thou a point; nor e'er let him undue advantage take. Sibyrtas owns yon wethers; a Thurian is he And here, my friend, Eumares' goats, of Sybaris, you may see.
 The simple truth, most worshipful, is all that I allege I'm not for boasting. But thy wit hath all too keen an edge.
 [Sings] Daphnis the mighty minstrel was less precious to the Nine Than I. I offered yesterday two kids upon their shrine.
 Twin kids hath every goat I milk, save two. My maid, my own, Eyes me and asks 'At milking time, rogue, art thou all alone?'
 Clarissa pelts her goatherd with apples, should he stray By with his goats; and pouts her lip in a quaint charming way.
 Tho' dogrose and anemone are fair in their degree, The rose that blooms by garden-walls still is the rose for me.
 A cushat I will presently procure and give to her Who loves me I know where it sits; up in the juniper.
 Back, lambs, from that wild-olive and be content to browse Here on the shoulder of the hill, beneath the myrtle boughs.
 I have a bowl of cypress-wood I have besides a cup Praxiteles designed them for her they're treasured up.
 Ye locusts that o'erleap my fence, oh let my vines escape Your clutches, I beseech you the bloom is on the grape.
 Those foxes with their bushy tails, I hate to see them crawl Round Micon's homestead and purloin his grapes at evenfall.
 Have you forgot that cudgelling I gave you? At each stroke You grinned and twisted with a grace, and clung to yonder oak.
 There's some one ill--of heartburn. You note it, I presume, Morson? Go quick, and fetch a squill from some old beldam's tomb.
 May Himera flow, not water, but milk and may'st thou blush,Crathis, with wine; and fruitage grow upon every rush.
 My goats are fed on clover and goat's-delight they tread On lentisk leaves; or lie them down, ripe strawberries o'er their head.
 I scorn my maid; for when she took my cushat, she did not Draw with both hands my face to hers and kiss me on the spot.
 Lacon, the nightingale should scarce be challenged by the jay, Nor swan by hoopoe but, poor boy, thou aye wert for a fray.
 By Pan I will! Snort, all my herd of he-goats I shall now O'er Lacon, shepherd as he is, crow ye shall soon see how. I've won, and I could leap sky-high! Ye also dance and skip, My horned ewes in Sybaris' fount to-morrow all shall dip. Ho! you, sir, with the glossy coat and dangerous crest; you dare Look at a ewe, till I have slain my lamb, and ill you'll fare. What! is he at his tricks again? He is, and he will get (Or my name's not Cometas) a proper pounding yet.
2017-12-10 04:39: Ann >> Jan packet forwarding
2017-12-10 04:39:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2001 
 Destination Port: 2003 
 Sequence Number: 0 
 Ack Number: 0
 flags [0, 0, 0, 1, 0, 0, 0] 
 Data:  Hi! lambs! avoid yon fountain. Have ye not eyes to see Cometas, him who filched a pipe but two days back from me?
 'Twas Lycon's gift, your highness. But pray, Cometas, say, What is that skin wherewith thou saidst that Lacon walked away? Why, thy lord's self had ne'er a skin whereon his limbs to lay.
 Did Lacon, did Calaethis' son purloin a goatskin? No, By Pan that haunts the sea-beach! Lad, if I served thee so, Crazed may I drop from yon hill-top to Crathis' stream below!
 Be Daphnis' woes my portion, should that my credence win! Still, if thou list to stake a kid--that surely were no sin-- Come on, I'll sing it out with thee--until thou givest in.
 Fox! were that fair for either? At shearing who'd prefer Horsehair to wool? or when the goat stood handy, suffer her To nurse her firstling, and himself go milk a blatant cur?
 Why be so hot? Art thou on fire? First prythee take thy seat 'Neath this wild woodland olive thy tones will sound more sweet. Here falls a cold rill drop by drop, and green grass-blades uprear Their heads, and fallen leaves are thick, and locusts prattle here.
 When learned I from thy practice or thy preaching aught that's right, Thou puppet, thou misshapen lump of ugliness and spite?
 Well, hunchback, shallow be thy grave as was thy judgment then! But hither, hither! Thou'lt not dip in herdsman's lore again.
 Come hither, and tread on lambswool that is soft as any dream Still more unsavoury than thyself to me thy goatskins seem. Here will I plant a bowl of milk, our ladies' grace to win; And one, as huge, beside it, sweet olive-oil therein.
 Well! there essay thy woodcraft thence fight me, never budge From thine own oak; e'en have thy way. But who shall be our judge? Oh, if Lycopas with his kine should chance this way to trudge!
 We'll hail him.
 Friend, 'twill not take thee long We're striving which is master, we twain, in woodland song And thou, my good friend Morson, ne'er look with favouring eyes On me; nor yet to yonder lad be fain to judge the prize.
 And who asked thee, thou naughty knave, to whom belonged these flocks, Sibyrtas, or (it might be) me? Eh, thou'rt a chatter-box!
 Come sing, if singing's in thee--and may our friend get back To town alive! Heaven help us, lad, how thy tongue doth clack!
 Go to! nigh twenty baskets doth Lacon fill with cheese Hath time to woo a sweetheart too upon the blossomed leas.
 Me too a darling smooth of face notes as I tend my flocks How maddeningly o'er that fair neck ripple those shining locks!
 Tho' acorns' cups are fair, their taste is bitterness, and still I'll choose, for honeysweet are they, the apples of the hill.
 Pooh! a soft fleece, to make a coat, I'll give the day I shear My brindled ewe--(no hand but mine shall touch it)--to my dear.
 Run, (will ye?) Ball and Dogstar, down from that oak tree, run And feed where Spot is feeding, and catch the morning sun.
 I have a dog who throttles wolves he loves the sheep, and they Love him I'll give him to my dear, to keep wild beasts at bay.
 Ye crickets, mark how nettled our friend the goatherd is! I ween, ye cost the reapers pangs as acute as his.
 I hate to see the beetles that come warping on the wind. And climb Philondas' trees, and leave never a fig behind.
 That I've forgot--but I have not, how once Eumares tied You to that selfsame oak-trunk, and tanned your unclean hide.
 I think I'm stinging somebody, as Morson too perceives--Go to the river and dig up a clump of sowbread-leaves.
 For me may Sybaris' fountain flow, pure honey so that you, My fair, may dip your pitcher each morn in honey-dew.
 My sheep crop honeysuckle bloom, while all around them blows In clusters rich the jasmine, as brave as any rose.
 I love my love, and hugely for, when I gave my flute, I was rewarded with a kiss, a loving one to boot.
2017-12-10 04:39: Ann >> Chan packet forwarding
2017-12-10 04:39:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2003 
 Destination Port: 2001 
 Sequence Number: 19 
 Ack Number: 61
 flags [0, 0, 0, 1, 0, 0, 0] 
 Data: 1
2017-12-10 04:39: Chan >> Ann packet forwarding
2017-12-10 04:39:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2003 
 Destination Port: 2001 
 Sequence Number: 19 
 Ack Number: 51
 flags [0, 0, 0, 1, 0, 0, 0] 
 Data: 2
2017-12-10 04:39: Chan >> Ann packet forwarding
2017-12-10 04:39:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2003 
 Destination Port: 2001 
 Sequence Number: 17 
 Ack Number: 50
 flags [0, 0, 0, 1, 0, 0, 0] 
 Data: 3
2017-12-10 04:39: Chan >> Ann packet forwarding
2017-12-10 04:39:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2003 
 Destination Port: 2001 
 Sequence Number: 16 
 Ack Number: 52
 flags [0, 0, 0, 1, 0, 0, 0] 
 Data: 4
2017-12-10 04:39: Chan >> Ann packet forwarding
2017-12-10 04:39:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2003 
 Destination Port: 2001 
 Sequence Number: 16 
 Ack Number: 51
 flags [0, 0, 0, 1, 0, 0, 0] 
 Data: 5
2017-12-10 04:39: Chan >> Ann packet forwarding
2017-12-10 04:39:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2001 
 Destination Port: 2003 
 Sequence Number: 51 
 Ack Number: 17
 flags [0, 1, 1, 0, 1, 0, 0] 
 Data: Chan, something fishy. Terminating connections right now!
2017-12-10 04:39: Ann >> Chan packet forwarding
2017-12-10 04:39:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2001 
 Destination Port: 2002 
 Sequence Number: 51 
 Ack Number: 17
 flags [0, 0, 1, 1, 0, 0, 0] 
 Data: Jan, Terminating my Chan connections right now due to security concerns! Just wanted to keep you informed!
2017-12-10 04:39: Ann >> Jan packet forwarding
2017-12-10 04:39:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2002 
 Destination Port: 2001 
 Sequence Number: 1409 
 Ack Number: 0
 flags [0, 0, 1, 1, 0, 0, 0] 
 Data: Ann, Approve my request to execute the mission
2017-12-10 04:39: dest id = 2001
2017-12-10 04:39: Jan >> Ann packet forwarding
2017-12-10 04:39:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2001 
 Destination Port: 2002 
 Sequence Number: 0 
 Ack Number: 1410
 flags [0, 0, 0, 0, 1, 0, 0] 
 Data: Execute **PEPPER THE PEPPER**
2017-12-10 04:39: Ann >> Jan packet forwarding
2017-12-10 04:39:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2002 
 Destination Port: 3001 
 Sequence Number: 1239 
 Ack Number: 0
 flags [0, 0, 1, 1, 0, 0, 0] 
 Data: Execute **PEPPER THE PEPPER**
2017-12-10 04:39: dest id = 3001
2017-12-10 04:39: Jan >> Airforce packet forwarding
2017-12-10 04:39:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 3001 
 Destination Port: 2002 
 Sequence Number: 0 
 Ack Number: 1240
 flags [0, 0, 0, 1, 0, 0, 0] 
 Data: MISSION SUCCESS
2017-12-10 04:39: Airforce >> Jan packet forwarding
2017-12-10 04:39:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2002 
 Destination Port: 2001 
 Sequence Number: 1017 
 Ack Number: 0
 flags [0, 0, 1, 1, 0, 0, 0] 
 Data: Mission Success
2017-12-10 04:39: dest id = 2001
2017-12-10 04:39: Jan >> Ann packet forwarding
2017-12-10 04:39:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2001 
 Destination Port: 2002 
 Sequence Number: 0 
 Ack Number: 1018
 flags [0, 0, 0, 0, 1, 0, 0] 
 Data: Execute **PEPPER THE PEPPER**
2017-12-10 04:39: Ann >> Jan packet forwarding
2017-12-10 04:41: *** MISSON TCP SERVER ***
2017-12-10 04:41: Listening on 127.0.0.1:1234
2017-12-10 04:41: Ready to serve...

2017-12-10 04:42: Initiating 3 way handshake for Ann
2017-12-10 04:42: Ready to serve...

2017-12-10 04:42:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2001 
 Destination Port: 1234 
 Sequence Number: 1827 
 Ack Number: 0
 flags [0, 0, 0, 0, 0, 1, 0] 
 Data: 
2017-12-10 04:42: sent frame2 to the client
2017-12-10 04:42: wating for frame 3 from Ann...
2017-12-10 04:42: recieved
2017-12-10 04:42:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2001 
 Destination Port: 1234 
 Sequence Number: 1828 
 Ack Number: 171
 flags [0, 0, 0, 1, 0, 0, 0] 
 Data: 
2017-12-10 04:42: Connection successfully established to Ann
2017-12-10 04:42: Initiating 3 way handshake for Jan
2017-12-10 04:42:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2002 
 Destination Port: 1234 
 Sequence Number: 1021 
 Ack Number: 0
 flags [0, 0, 0, 0, 0, 1, 0] 
 Data: 
2017-12-10 04:42: dest id = 1234
2017-12-10 04:42: Ready to serve...

2017-12-10 04:42: sent frame2 to the client
2017-12-10 04:42: wating for frame 3 from Ann...
2017-12-10 04:42: recieved
2017-12-10 04:42: {"urgpointer": "", "destid": 1234, "data": "", "seqnum": 1022, "flags": [0, 0, 0, 1, 0, 0, 0], "acknum": 183, "sourceid": 2002}
2017-12-10 04:42: Connection successfully established to Jan
2017-12-10 04:42: Ready to serve...

2017-12-10 04:42: Initiating 3 way handshake for Airforce
2017-12-10 04:42:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 3001 
 Destination Port: 1234 
 Sequence Number: 1521 
 Ack Number: 0
 flags [0, 0, 0, 0, 0, 1, 0] 
 Data: 
2017-12-10 04:42: sent frame2 to the client
2017-12-10 04:42: wating for frame 3 from Airforce...
2017-12-10 04:42: recieved
2017-12-10 04:42: {"data": "", "acknum": 116, "urgpointer": "", "destid": 1234, "flags": [0, 0, 0, 1, 0, 0, 0], "seqnum": 1522, "sourceid": 3001}
2017-12-10 04:42: Connection successfully established to Airforce
2017-12-10 04:42: Initiating 3 way handshake for Chan
2017-12-10 04:42: Ready to serve...

2017-12-10 04:42:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2003 
 Destination Port: 1234 
 Sequence Number: 1504 
 Ack Number: 0
 flags [0, 0, 0, 0, 0, 1, 0] 
 Data: 
2017-12-10 04:42: sent frame2 to the client
2017-12-10 04:42: wating for frame 3 from Chan...
2017-12-10 04:42: recieved
2017-12-10 04:42: {"data": "", "flags": [0, 0, 0, 1, 0, 0, 0], "sourceid": 2003, "acknum": 134, "seqnum": 1505, "destid": 1234, "urgpointer": ""}
2017-12-10 04:42: Connection successfully established to Ann
2017-12-10 04:42:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2001 
 Destination Port: 2002 
 Sequence Number: 0 
 Ack Number: 0
 flags [0, 0, 0, 1, 0, 0, 0] 
 Data:  Goats, from a shepherd who stands here, from Lacon, keep away Sibyrtas owns him; and he stole my goatskin yesterday.
 Sibyrtas' bondsman own a pipe? whence gotst thou that, and how? Tootling through straws with Corydon mayhap's beneath thee now?
 The skin that Crocylus gave me, a dark one streaked with white, The day he slew his she-goat. Why, thou wert ill with spite, Then, my false friend; and thou would'st end by beggaring me quite.
 Nor pipe of thine, good fellow--the Ladies of the Lake So be still kind and good to me--did e'er Cometas take.
 'The hog he braved Athene.' As for the kid, 'tis there You stake a lamb against him--that fat one--if you dare.
 The same who deemed his hornet's-buzz the true cicala's note, And braved--like you--his better. And so forsooth you vote My kid a trifle? Then come on, fellow! I stake the goat.
 Hot I am not; but hurt I am, and sorely, when I think That thou canst look me in the face and never bleach nor blink-- Me, thine own boyhood's tutor! Go, train the she-wolf's brood Train dogs--that they may rend thee! This, this is gratitude!
 When? When I beat thee, wailing sore yon goats looked on with glee, And bleated; and were dealt with e'en as I had dealt with thee.
 Nay, here are oaks and galingale the hum of housing bees Makes the place pleasant, and the birds are piping in the trees. And here are two cold streamlets; here deeper shadows fall Than yon place owns, and look what cones drop from the pinetree tall.
 Come hither, and trample dainty fern and poppy-blossom sleep On goatskins that are softer than thy fleeces piled three deep. Here will I plant eight milkpails, great Pan's regard to gain, Bound them eight cups full honeycombs shall every cup contain.
 Nay, I want no Lycopas. But hail yon woodsman, do 'Tis Morson--see! his arms are full of bracken--there, by you.
 Ay, you hail him.
 Nay, by the Nymphs, sweet Morson, ne'er for Cometas' sake Stretch thou a point; nor e'er let him undue advantage take. Sibyrtas owns yon wethers; a Thurian is he And here, my friend, Eumares' goats, of Sybaris, you may see.
 The simple truth, most worshipful, is all that I allege I'm not for boasting. But thy wit hath all too keen an edge.
 [Sings] Daphnis the mighty minstrel was less precious to the Nine Than I. I offered yesterday two kids upon their shrine.
 Twin kids hath every goat I milk, save two. My maid, my own, Eyes me and asks 'At milking time, rogue, art thou all alone?'
 Clarissa pelts her goatherd with apples, should he stray By with his goats; and pouts her lip in a quaint charming way.
 Tho' dogrose and anemone are fair in their degree, The rose that blooms by garden-walls still is the rose for me.
 A cushat I will presently procure and give to her Who loves me I know where it sits; up in the juniper.
 Back, lambs, from that wild-olive and be content to browse Here on the shoulder of the hill, beneath the myrtle boughs.
 I have a bowl of cypress-wood I have besides a cup Praxiteles designed them for her they're treasured up.
 Ye locusts that o'erleap my fence, oh let my vines escape Your clutches, I beseech you the bloom is on the grape.
 Those foxes with their bushy tails, I hate to see them crawl Round Micon's homestead and purloin his grapes at evenfall.
 Have you forgot that cudgelling I gave you? At each stroke You grinned and twisted with a grace, and clung to yonder oak.
 There's some one ill--of heartburn. You note it, I presume, Morson? Go quick, and fetch a squill from some old beldam's tomb.
 May Himera flow, not water, but milk and may'st thou blush,Crathis, with wine; and fruitage grow upon every rush.
 My goats are fed on clover and goat's-delight they tread On lentisk leaves; or lie them down, ripe strawberries o'er their head.
 I scorn my maid; for when she took my cushat, she did not Draw with both hands my face to hers and kiss me on the spot.
 Lacon, the nightingale should scarce be challenged by the jay, Nor swan by hoopoe but, poor boy, thou aye wert for a fray.
 By Pan I will! Snort, all my herd of he-goats I shall now O'er Lacon, shepherd as he is, crow ye shall soon see how. I've won, and I could leap sky-high! Ye also dance and skip, My horned ewes in Sybaris' fount to-morrow all shall dip. Ho! you, sir, with the glossy coat and dangerous crest; you dare Look at a ewe, till I have slain my lamb, and ill you'll fare. What! is he at his tricks again? He is, and he will get (Or my name's not Cometas) a proper pounding yet.
2017-12-10 04:42: Ann >> Jan packet forwarding
2017-12-10 04:42:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2001 
 Destination Port: 2003 
 Sequence Number: 0 
 Ack Number: 0
 flags [0, 0, 0, 1, 0, 0, 0] 
 Data:  Hi! lambs! avoid yon fountain. Have ye not eyes to see Cometas, him who filched a pipe but two days back from me?
 'Twas Lycon's gift, your highness. But pray, Cometas, say, What is that skin wherewith thou saidst that Lacon walked away? Why, thy lord's self had ne'er a skin whereon his limbs to lay.
 Did Lacon, did Calaethis' son purloin a goatskin? No, By Pan that haunts the sea-beach! Lad, if I served thee so, Crazed may I drop from yon hill-top to Crathis' stream below!
 Be Daphnis' woes my portion, should that my credence win! Still, if thou list to stake a kid--that surely were no sin-- Come on, I'll sing it out with thee--until thou givest in.
 Fox! were that fair for either? At shearing who'd prefer Horsehair to wool? or when the goat stood handy, suffer her To nurse her firstling, and himself go milk a blatant cur?
 Why be so hot? Art thou on fire? First prythee take thy seat 'Neath this wild woodland olive thy tones will sound more sweet. Here falls a cold rill drop by drop, and green grass-blades uprear Their heads, and fallen leaves are thick, and locusts prattle here.
 When learned I from thy practice or thy preaching aught that's right, Thou puppet, thou misshapen lump of ugliness and spite?
 Well, hunchback, shallow be thy grave as was thy judgment then! But hither, hither! Thou'lt not dip in herdsman's lore again.
 Come hither, and tread on lambswool that is soft as any dream Still more unsavoury than thyself to me thy goatskins seem. Here will I plant a bowl of milk, our ladies' grace to win; And one, as huge, beside it, sweet olive-oil therein.
 Well! there essay thy woodcraft thence fight me, never budge From thine own oak; e'en have thy way. But who shall be our judge? Oh, if Lycopas with his kine should chance this way to trudge!
 We'll hail him.
 Friend, 'twill not take thee long We're striving which is master, we twain, in woodland song And thou, my good friend Morson, ne'er look with favouring eyes On me; nor yet to yonder lad be fain to judge the prize.
 And who asked thee, thou naughty knave, to whom belonged these flocks, Sibyrtas, or (it might be) me? Eh, thou'rt a chatter-box!
 Come sing, if singing's in thee--and may our friend get back To town alive! Heaven help us, lad, how thy tongue doth clack!
 Go to! nigh twenty baskets doth Lacon fill with cheese Hath time to woo a sweetheart too upon the blossomed leas.
 Me too a darling smooth of face notes as I tend my flocks How maddeningly o'er that fair neck ripple those shining locks!
 Tho' acorns' cups are fair, their taste is bitterness, and still I'll choose, for honeysweet are they, the apples of the hill.
 Pooh! a soft fleece, to make a coat, I'll give the day I shear My brindled ewe--(no hand but mine shall touch it)--to my dear.
 Run, (will ye?) Ball and Dogstar, down from that oak tree, run And feed where Spot is feeding, and catch the morning sun.
 I have a dog who throttles wolves he loves the sheep, and they Love him I'll give him to my dear, to keep wild beasts at bay.
 Ye crickets, mark how nettled our friend the goatherd is! I ween, ye cost the reapers pangs as acute as his.
 I hate to see the beetles that come warping on the wind. And climb Philondas' trees, and leave never a fig behind.
 That I've forgot--but I have not, how once Eumares tied You to that selfsame oak-trunk, and tanned your unclean hide.
 I think I'm stinging somebody, as Morson too perceives--Go to the river and dig up a clump of sowbread-leaves.
 For me may Sybaris' fountain flow, pure honey so that you, My fair, may dip your pitcher each morn in honey-dew.
 My sheep crop honeysuckle bloom, while all around them blows In clusters rich the jasmine, as brave as any rose.
 I love my love, and hugely for, when I gave my flute, I was rewarded with a kiss, a loving one to boot.
2017-12-10 04:42: Ann >> Chan packet forwarding
2017-12-10 04:42:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2003 
 Destination Port: 2001 
 Sequence Number: 20 
 Ack Number: 50
 flags [0, 0, 0, 1, 0, 0, 0] 
 Data: 1
2017-12-10 04:42: Chan >> Ann packet forwarding
2017-12-10 04:42:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2003 
 Destination Port: 2001 
 Sequence Number: 18 
 Ack Number: 52
 flags [0, 0, 0, 1, 0, 0, 0] 
 Data: 2
2017-12-10 04:42: Chan >> Ann packet forwarding
2017-12-10 04:42:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2003 
 Destination Port: 2001 
 Sequence Number: 16 
 Ack Number: 54
 flags [0, 0, 0, 1, 0, 0, 0] 
 Data: 3
2017-12-10 04:42: Chan >> Ann packet forwarding
2017-12-10 04:42:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2003 
 Destination Port: 2001 
 Sequence Number: 14 
 Ack Number: 64
 flags [0, 0, 0, 1, 0, 0, 0] 
 Data: 4
2017-12-10 04:42: Chan >> Ann packet forwarding
2017-12-10 04:42:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2003 
 Destination Port: 2001 
 Sequence Number: 17 
 Ack Number: 62
 flags [0, 0, 0, 1, 0, 0, 0] 
 Data: 5
2017-12-10 04:42: Chan >> Ann packet forwarding
2017-12-10 04:42:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2001 
 Destination Port: 2003 
 Sequence Number: 62 
 Ack Number: 18
 flags [0, 1, 1, 0, 1, 0, 0] 
 Data: Chan, something fishy. Terminating connections right now!
2017-12-10 04:42: Ann >> Chan packet forwarding
2017-12-10 04:42:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2001 
 Destination Port: 2002 
 Sequence Number: 62 
 Ack Number: 18
 flags [0, 0, 1, 1, 0, 0, 0] 
 Data: Jan, Terminating my Chan connections right now due to security concerns! Just wanted to keep you informed!
2017-12-10 04:42: Ann >> Jan packet forwarding
2017-12-10 04:42:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2002 
 Destination Port: 2001 
 Sequence Number: 1923 
 Ack Number: 0
 flags [0, 0, 1, 1, 0, 0, 0] 
 Data: Ann, Approve my request to execute the mission
2017-12-10 04:42: dest id = 2001
2017-12-10 04:42: Jan >> Ann packet forwarding
2017-12-10 04:42:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2001 
 Destination Port: 2002 
 Sequence Number: 0 
 Ack Number: 1924
 flags [0, 0, 0, 0, 1, 0, 0] 
 Data: Execute **PEPPER THE PEPPER**
2017-12-10 04:42: Ann >> Jan packet forwarding
2017-12-10 04:42:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2002 
 Destination Port: 3001 
 Sequence Number: 1510 
 Ack Number: 0
 flags [0, 0, 1, 1, 0, 0, 0] 
 Data: Execute **PEPPER THE PEPPER**
2017-12-10 04:42: dest id = 3001
2017-12-10 04:42: Jan >> Airforce packet forwarding
2017-12-10 04:42:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 3001 
 Destination Port: 2002 
 Sequence Number: 0 
 Ack Number: 1511
 flags [0, 0, 0, 1, 0, 0, 0] 
 Data: MISSION SUCCESS
2017-12-10 04:42: Airforce >> Jan packet forwarding
2017-12-10 04:42:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2002 
 Destination Port: 2001 
 Sequence Number: 1692 
 Ack Number: 0
 flags [0, 1, 0, 1, 0, 0, 0] 
 Data: Mission Success
2017-12-10 04:42: dest id = 2001
2017-12-10 04:42: Jan >> Ann packet forwarding
2017-12-10 04:42:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2001 
 Destination Port: 2002 
 Sequence Number: 0 
 Ack Number: 1693
 flags [0, 1, 1, 0, 1, 0, 0] 
 Data: Good job Jan. Meet me at the specified coordinates. Let's party!
2017-12-10 04:42: Ann >> Jan packet forwarding
2017-12-10 05:34: *** MISSON TCP SERVER ***
2017-12-10 05:34: Listening on 127.0.0.1:1234
2017-12-10 05:34: Ready to serve...

2017-12-10 05:34: Initiating 3 way handshake for Ann
2017-12-10 05:34: Ready to serve...

2017-12-10 05:34:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2001 
 Destination Port: 1234 
 Sequence Number: 1851 
 Ack Number: 0
 flags [0, 0, 0, 0, 0, 1, 0] 
 Data: 
2017-12-10 05:34: sent frame2 to the client
2017-12-10 05:34: wating for frame 3 from Ann...
2017-12-10 05:34: recieved
2017-12-10 05:34:  ** TCP PACKET ** 
 Source Port: 2001 
 Destination Port: 1234 
 Sequence Number: 1852 
 Ack Number: 196
 flags [0, 0, 0, 1, 0, 0, 0] 
 Data: 
2017-12-10 05:34: Connection successfully established to Ann