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Hands-On Preview of Microsoft Office 2010
Barence writes "Microsoft has announced full details of Office 2010 and its plans for an accompanying suite of online applications, and PC Pro has been given special access to a technical preview. Contributing Editor Simon Jones gives his initial verdict on the new suite, concluding that there's 'still a long way to go in terms of fit and finish ... but overall Microsoft has made good strides in increasing usability, cohesiveness and collaboration.' This is followed by detailed first looks at Word 2010, Excel 2010, Outlook 2010 and PowerPoint 2010, with Outlook certainly looking to be the greatest beneficiary. And finally, a gallery of screenshots shows off all the new interface touches in Office 2010, including Outlook's conversation view, Word's picture-editing function and the new cut-and-paste preview option."
Eric felt his scrotum contract in its latest desperate attempt to keep his testicles warm. This hospital, wherever it was, was damned drafty.
It didn't help that the nurses on his floor, who had been treating Eric like a complete bitch, liked to keep the air conditioning cranked up. Or was it just his room? He noticed they pulled their cardigans and sweaters around them only when they came to see him.
"Nurse! Nurse!" Eric shouted. "Excuse me, nurse?!"
Eric heard a chair creak, followed by footsteps coming down the hall. They were quick around here, one of the only good things Eric had yet noticed. Perhaps it was because of his celebrity status.
"Yes?" the nurse said, crossing her goose-pimpled arms.
"Nurse, it's damn cold in here," Eric said. "And I think my pain medication is wearing off. Can I have some more pills?"
Her beady eyes, set atop wrinkled, puffy cheeks, lasered him in his bed. This was the sixth time Eric had shouted for her since her shift began. She didn't know him well but she was definitely starting to hate him.
"Oh! And my urinal needs emptied!" Eric added.
The nurse pursed her lips and folded her arms without breaking eye contact, "get fucked" in body language.
Eric smiled a crooked, leering grin at her and winked in a bid to charm her into emptying his piss. The nurse wondered if he was about to have another seizure.
She picked up Eric's chart, flipped through it, and replaced it.
"Mr. Raymond," the nurse said, "you're not due for more pain medication for two more hours."
Eric's mustache, orange and drooping, twitched.
"Do you need your bandages looked at?"
Eric shifted in his bed, stiff and uncomfortable. He slowly, awkwardly, stretched his hospital gown down over his knees.
"Nooo, no, no I don't," Eric said. "My bandages are just fine."
"Fine then," the nurse said. "I'll get your urinal. Do you need anything else?"
Eric watched as the nurse lifted his urinal carefully off of his lunch tray. It was completely full1,000 cubic centimeters, one full quart of piss and mounding at the top.
The nurse stifled a gag as she slowly made her way into the restroom.
"This damn IV has me swimming!" Eric called after her with a quick laugh.
He heard her pouring his urine into the toilet and felt the urge to go again. It had been dark brown, viscous, and smelled to high heaven like sick wet meat. He really hoped whatever they had him on was working.
She returned from the restroom and replaced Eric's urinal.
"I'll be back when it's time for your medication," she said. "Dinner is in an hour."
With that she left until, she knew too well, the next time Eric grew bored or irritated.
Feeling as anxious as ever, Eric reached for billywig, his blueberry iBook, which had finally charged. He hit the start button and watched Yellow Dog Linux slowly crawl off of the hard drive into RAM.
Thank god this hospital had wifi. Thank god he had an Airport card in his iBook.
http://www.google.com/search?q=brown+piss
"Nope."
http://www.google.com/search?q=my+piss+is+brown
"Hmm Nope."
http://www.google.com/search?q=my+piss+is+brown+std
"Nope."
http://www.google.com/search?q=my+piss+is+brown+and+smells+like+rotting+meat+std
Eric was having no luck. The more he optimized his Google searches, he noted with alarm, the less relevant his search hits became.
Linux just isn't ready for the desktop yet. It may be ready for the web servers that you nerds use to distribute your TRON fanzines and personal Dungeons and Dragons web-sights across the world wide web, but the average administrative assistant isn't going to spend months learning how to use a CLI and then hours compiling packages so that they can get a workable graphic interface to use a word processor and spreadsheet, especially not when they already have a Windows machine that does its job perfectly well and is backed by a major corporation, as opposed to Linux which is only supported by a few unemployed nerds living in their mother's basement somewhere. The last thing I want is a level 5 dwarf (haha) providing me my OS.
The Gnome HIG says:
Label all buttons with imperative verbs, using header capitalization. For example, Save, Sort or Update Now.
You're right that no dialog box should ever go "Are you sure? [No] [Yes]" and that's been true in GNOME since 2.0 came out seven years ago. Maybe you're not using GNOME apps?
Fluendo offers paid codec support. Of course, you have to pay. Fluendo is integrated in Ubuntu and you are prompted to purchase the Fluendo codecs when you run into a file with an unsupported codec.
Put identity in the browser.
If I use Latexki or DocBook Wiki, then my prof will certainly accept the export I turn in, since it'll be a PDF.
Put identity in the browser.