A couple of years back, when I first discovered macros, I kinda fell a bit in love with them. In particular I was entranced by the Visual Basic Editor packaged with Microsoft Office for the purpose of editing macros, or even writing them from scratch, bypassing the rather naff macro recorder. Long before I had a clue how to even begin to decipher the inner workings of these magical text-spells, let alone edit one myself, I was happily pillaging the internet for complete projects offered up by those sorcerers who do know how to create conjurations with this Clarkian magic. Like any denizen of Arthur C Clarke's magical kingdom, I may not know how to bind the spirits to a purpose, but when a friendly magician gives me the already-imbued Ring Of Invisibility and tells me the magic word, I can use the fruits of her labour with ease. Continue Reading »
People have said a loot of good stuff about why DRM on e-books is a bad idea. I've not seen anyone mention my main reason for stripping the damn thing off though. So I can edit them.
(Caveat: at least some of what follows is based on experience with free e-books, such as those available on Project Gutenberg and Baen's now sadly much-depleted free library. Obviously the old saw about gift-horses, mouths, inspection of, applies. Still, though, I've run across most of these in far too many books for which hard-earned money has been exchanged; and that's just bloody appalling.)
Dear e-book publishers, Continue Reading »
Another 'if you've got an hour to kill' post. Season one of Helen Keen's comedy-documentary (docomedy? comumentary?) radio series, It Is Rocket Science, in which she charts, in four quarter-hour snippets, humanity's first faltering steps out into the, erm, ooniverse.
One of my regular searches is for the later series(es?) (there's two others) but so far nobody's obliged by putting them on You Tube, and Auntie Beeb seems, so far, to be uninterested in repeating them (though if you're a comedy fan, their radio comedy section is a good place too check out, with regular rebroadcasts of classics going all the way back to the Goon Show, along with the latest new comedies). If anyone ever spots them somewhere, please let me know.
Advertisements: one 'd.' Therefore 'ads,' not 'adds.' 'Adds' is the present tense third-person singular of 'to add.'
Dear Morrison's supermarket,
What the hell is the point of selling mince pies in a nice Christmassy box, when the use-by date is some time in late November?
Trickle-down economics: the theory that the vast and ever-expanding reservoirs belonging to the extremely rich might one day overflow a little bit. Continue Reading »
I suspect that the theme for this episode of Friday Night Is Music Night is a bit obvious by now. Contributions this week come from The Reverend Beat Man (with a charming little ditty featuring, perhaps, the most famous zombie to ever break out of a tomb), The Spectres, Girlschool, The Meteors, Bobby "Boris" Picket & The Crypt-Kickers (though not the song you were no doubt expecting), and The Krewmen.
As ever, feel free to add your own ideas in comments.
The first of tonight's Halloween offerings comes from The Guana Batz, while the second is a more metaphorical take on the subject from The Horrorpops.
Don't forget, Gentle Reader, that tomorrow night's will also be a Friday Night Is Music Night post; which would never be complete without suggestions from your good selves. For now though, I have to go. I need to exhume the body of Screamin' Lord Sutch at precisely midnight, for use in a ritual best left undescribed…