Begging AND Choosing!
Wednesday, April 28th, 2004So, while I’m looking for software, does anybody have Visio for Windows 98?
I can’t believe I forgot this one, since I really used to like it.
Must be slipping.
So, while I’m looking for software, does anybody have Visio for Windows 98?
I can’t believe I forgot this one, since I really used to like it.
Must be slipping.
Gracious readers, if any of you have the CD-ROMs for Office 97 or Office 98 and/or MS Access 97/98 and/or Microsoft Project 97/98, and you live in the GTA, and (jeezes!) you are near public transit (cuz I don’t drive), let me know.
Office ME might work, but I only have a Classic Pentium, and while a Windows ME installation won’t succeed (I tried it…), the Office products might, I dunno.
Oh, and Visual Basic 6, freestanding, ie sans the entire Visual Studio 6 suite of tools. I used to have it but it’s long gone…
And games that might work on Windows 98 would be welcome too; racing (I don’t drive…), first-person negotiators, fight-or-flight simulators, that sort of thing.
And of course, all this for free.
I know you can do it.
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The Uncertainty Principle : Ya Just Never Really Know Now, Do Ya? (pace Terry Pratchett et al.)
I copied this from my old blogger blog and edited it a little. There’s been a rise in anti-semitic incidents in the GTA lately, and although they look like the work of stupid children, you never know.
You do know what they say about the triumph of evil, don’t you?
Political philosopher Edmund Burke, 1729-1797, said “All that is required for evil to prevail is for good men to do nothing.”
Yes, as a matter of fact, I do flatter myself. And so should you.
“Know who I hate? Bigots. I fucking hate them. Why don’t they all just go back where they came from if they hate everybody here? They come here and they take our jobs. They get all assimilated and cosy and you don’t even know. You can’t always tell a bigot just by looking. You see a fat guy and you think ‘That’s a fat guy.’ You see a Hasidic Jew and you think ‘Hasidic Jew.’ But you mostly can’t tell a bigot until he (or she, believe you me) gets you alone and says stuff like ‘How about those fucking m-words?’ Or ‘e-words’ or ‘c-word v-worders.’ ”
“It’s like they think there’s this secret bigots club that all white guys belong to and all they have to say is the secret code; ‘u-word’ or ‘z-word’ and Bob’s your big-ass bigoted uncle. I don’t fucking think so.”
“I’m not going to have some ignorant numb-nuts from Bigotsville, Bigotsylvania badmouthing my friends and co-workers or even me, accusing me of being a ‘v-word’ behind my back or saying I must be part ‘o-word’ because I’m lactose intolerant. So what if I fucking am. Lactose intolerant or part ‘o-word’, take your pick because I don’t care.”
“And these bigots are raising their kids right here among us! You know what they do, don’t you? That’s right. They sacrifice their own kids (and other peoples’ if they can get to them) to their own bigotry. And they worship some weird-ass God who actually tells them to do all this shit, that it’s all okay! Right here in this country! In my neighbourhood and yours!”
“You never know. Your joe-friendly neighbour might be watching Jerry Springer and high-fiving the TV by way of agreeing with the fucking neo-Nazi skinhead surprise guest. And your kid is playing with his kid. Maybe even in his house, where all this wicked shit is going on.”
“And what’s really scary is this. Since they’re hard to spot, they’re hard to stop. You have to be on your toes all the fucking time. They’re smart and they’re crafty but they always give themselves away, sooner or later. Nothing so in-your-face as ‘Hitler meant well’ or ‘Indians must like reservations or they wouldn’t all live there.’ No sir. Just something like that nasty smirk when they meet somebody named ‘Mohammed’ or ‘Singh’ or ‘Kaosayananda’, or even ‘Feldman’. I swear to God, when I see that shit I just want to throw them on the Greyhound and express them right back where they came from. And so should you.”
I have passed the two parts (PC hardware and Microsoft OSs) of my CompTIA A+ certification.
I can now call myself

And use the logo.
My friends hope I’ll shut up about it now.
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