D fixed me up perfectly [SidebaR: perry tips his hat and curtsies, but the skirt (red, black stelleto heels, a sensible clutch bag) he's wearing is too tight to get ahold of for a proper curtsy, so he makes do with a dishtowel]. the info is dead on, but it doesnt end with any kind of they lived happily ever after climax. truth be told, it says, and I quote: There is no resolution to this problem when in-place editing a Word document in a container that does not support dynamic resizing. but, there may be hope yet because the next line says: There are, however, alternative ways to edit embedded Word documents. so, as soon as I figure out what the hell the author is saying here, I'll do what I can. seems to me, though, that I'll be involved heavily with the ctrl and end buttons.

hmmmmm, sounds like an interesting threesome.

D, thank you so much. so you want your coffee black?

what it boils down to is--I need a new pooter. this one has just oh so many bugs and defects that it really aint much more than a paperweight right now. every program runs slow, the monitor sometimes has those squiggly lines running up and down, and the 'E' key is worn blank (plus, half the 'A' is gone and the 'S' looks like a crazy alien glyph cuz the lower right portion is history. I think it means, loosely translated: "pass the biscuits, please," in Martian. prolly South Mars, down by the projects near the empty warehouses with all those busted windows, by the sound of the regional dialect.

but hey, I'm just guessing


now, back to penning a story I give good odds of never finishing.