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Adding the “Run” command to a Start Menu Toolbar under Windows 8

Hello,

Back in 2009, I wrote an article in my blog, How to simulate a “Classic” Windows XP/Windows 2000 style Start Menu under Windows 7, which, as the name implies, explains how to recreate a Start Menu-like experience under Windows 7 using a Toolbar.  As it turns out, the same technique also applies under the Consumer Preview of Microsoft Windows 8, however, it is still missing the Run dialog.  Now, admittedly, you can always bring that up by pressing WinKey + R on your keyboard, but, chances are, if you’re already on the Start Menu and you want to use the Run dialog, you want to do so using your mouse, not your keyboard.

So, without, further adieu, here’s how to create a shortcut to the Run dialog on your simulated Start Menu:

  1. Go to any empty spot on the Desktop and right-click to pop up the context menu.  From there, select New → Shortcut.  The Create Shortcut dialog will appear.
  2. In the Type the location of the item:field, enter the following:

    %windir%\explorer.exe shell:::{2559a1f3-21d7-11d4-bdaf-00c04f60b9f0}

    If that string looks vaguely familiar, that’s because it’s a CLSID.  I talked about CLSID’s in my earlier blog article, Changing the default Library Folder View in Windows 7.  This CLSID is to for Run dialog in Windows 8 Consumer Preview, so what this shortcut does is actually run the CLSID that opens the Run dialog on the Desktop.  Now click on the Next button at the bottom of the Window to continue.

  3. You will now be prompted in the Create Shortcut dialog to name the shortcut you have just created.  In the Type a name for this shortcut: field, I suggest entering the text “Run…” for the name (minus the quotes, of course).  Note that I have actually not entered three periods after the word “Run” but instead entered an ellipsis.  You can create an ellipsis by pressing and holding down the Alt key on your keyboard and then typing “0133” (again, no quotes) on the number pad. This only works if you use the number pad on your keyboard.  If you are on a keyboard that does not have a number pad, try using the Character Map program (filename: CHARMAP.EXE) to insert one, instead.  Click on the Finish button when your done, and, Voila!, a Run… icon now appears on your Desktop.  But how to get it from the Desktop to the Start Menu?  That’s the next step!
  4. Open Windows Explorer and navigate to the “C:\ProgramData\Microsoft\Windows\Start Menu\” directory on the computer.  Drag the Run… icon from the Desktop to folder, and close the folder when done.

That’s it.  The next time you click on your Start Menu‘s chevron in Windows 8 Consumer Preview, you’ll see your Run… command listed under it.

Regards,

Aryeh Goretsky

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Back from Gnomedex 2008; or, there’s no place like gnome

Oddly enough, I shall start my report of Gnomedex 2008 not with how it began, not with how it ended but with what happened after I returned home to California.
 
I missed my flight back at 7:00AM, but was able to get on a later one at 9:30AM without a problem.
 
My baggage did not arrive on the flight.
 
Nor did it arrive on the 2PM flight.
 
Or on the 4PM one.
 
A little after 4PM I received a call on my business cellular phone from a number with a 512 area code. 
 
For those unfamiliar with that area code, it is for Austin, Texas.  Presumably, it is for the surrounding metro area as well, but in this case, the caller was from Austin.
 
It turns out, though, that she was in California, too.  Except 120 miles away from me.
 
She had mistakenly grabbed my bag and driven away without checking the luggage tag.  Or the claim ticket put on my bag by Alaska Airlines.  She flew Southwest, by the way.  The claim ticket is the thing which airports tell you to check with signs that say "bags look alike, check the tag before leaving" on signs above the baggage claim carousels.
 
Anyways, she asked me if I would drive back to the airport, pick up her bag and drive out to meet her boyfriend half-wayish.  I had gone back to the office to await calls from and to place calls to the baggage claim office at the airport, which is near the office.
 
Wanting my luggage as quickly as possible, I went to the airport, collect her luggage and began the drive east.
 
A funny thing now:  The luggage I had purchased was a Tumi Ducati Expandable Wheeled Packing Case Suiter.  It was actually not my first choice for a bag, because it is black (which I like) with red panels and silver trims (which I didn’t particular care for) but after a while, I had grown fond of it precisely because it did not look like other people’s luggage; I could rest assured that when my bag came off the conveyer belt to the carousel that the one that looked like that was mine, all mine.  I still always look at my luggage tag, though.  It’s a reassurance thing.  If I turn it over and can see my business card, I know it is mine.
 
It turns out the woman who took my luggage probably felt the same way.  Her bag was smaller than mine, though.  A lot smaller.  And it didn’t have a luggage tag on it; or at least it did not have a luggage tag on it like mine where I had placed mine (they anchor to a grommet on the side, not on the top).
 
I met her boyfriend about 30 miles out of town—he said he was enjoying driving their rented car—and performed the exchange of prisoners on the side of a highway on the border of the Sonoran Desert.  He was very apologetic and even gave me some gas money, which was very kind.
 
On the way home, and through today (this happened yesterday) I reflected on the maxim of the "many backs look alike" signs one sees at airport carousels.  Many bags do look alike, but perhaps the most deceptive ones are those that appear not to at all.  Luggage is a commodity item, and unless you’ve handcrafted or customized your own luggage, it is likely there is another piece out there that the looks the same somewhere.
 
Yesterday, I learned that appearances are pretty superficial, especially for luggage. 
 
The larger lesson in life is to not be too trusting of the familiar; that was a lesson I observed was again, this time today at work but in a much different context.  But that’s another story for another day.

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It is not every day that you have an epiphany…

It is not every day that you have an epiphany… even if it is kind of just a small one, the type you can have every day and carry around in your pocket.
 
There was a phone book sitting on my doorstep this morning as I left my apartment.
 
At least, I assume it was a phone book.  It was a plastic bag with the familiar AT&T logo on it, and it was definitely filled with something about the size of a phone book.  When I moved it little bit more out of the way with my toe as I exited my dwelling, it felt like a phone book, weighed as much as one.  It even moved like one—slowly, they way you would expect a dense, weighty book crammed into a plastic bag.  When it settled after I had moved it out of the way so I could leave, it even sounded like what I thought one would sound like:  A thump of a noise, felt as much as heard as it shifted off my doorstep and onto my doormat.
 
It wasn’t that I was so much late for work—it was only 10:45AM or so (I do odd things, so must work odder hours in order to Get Things Done)—but it was in the way, and I needed to get to work then (or now, as I thought it was when this occurred). 
 
Anyhow, I got home around 11:00PM or so after an interesting and exciting but yet otherwise unremarkable day, and on my way into the apartment, lifted the phone book off the doormat and placed it down as quickly as I could inside, which, in this case, meant next to a floor lamp next to the door. 
 
Almost on top of another bag:  One of the same size, with the same (or at least, very similar) AT&T phone company logo on it.  The colors were right on, but I didn’t check to see if the typfaces or messages on either bags were different from each other.  And didn’t really stare at the logo at all.
 
I ended up angling the bags so the first one lay half-atop the other, like big, phone book-in-a-bag-shaped dominoes.  That was because that suited my particular need for symmetry.  I wanted them to look like that, otherwise it would just look like a stack of probably-phone books (in bags).
 
It wasn’t until I walked into my kitchen area (it is only a few steps away) that I realized what I had done—not just what I had done, but, how, at the moment, everything had changed, and it just kind of clicked at that moment.
 
Growing up, through my life, the Phone Book was a wonderful thing.  Not just a wonderful thing, but a marvelous thing.  Through the Phone Book, you could access any sort of information at all.  You could call Toys"Я"Us and find out what time they were open ’til.  Or a hobby shop.  That is a very important thing to know when you have a birthday.  Or it is the holiday season (which some people vulgarly refer to by holiday name).  Not only could you call any store and find out their hours, you could get driving directions, too.  It was not just limited to calling stores:  Through the Phone Book, you could call libraries and find out what hours they are open if they had certain books in stock, even ask the Librarian a Reference Question.  Or Reference Questions.  There were also state and national maps, information on what to do in case of an emergency (earthquake, fire, invasion) and the phone numbers for all of the important government agencies, like City Hall, the Fire Department and the Secret Service, plus all the unimporant ones, as well.
 
As I grew up, the Phone Book remained a valuable tool:  Through it, I could obtain everything I needed, be it hardware, software or office supplies.  Even though I got business cards from the companies I dealt with (which I kept in little boxes like little miniature filing cabinet drawers, organized by people’s names, companies and phone numbers), there was always the Phone Book to fall back upon.  Oh, the business cards were useful, too, since we didn’t have every phone book, especially out-of-state ones.
 
The Phone Book was just a way to get access to any sort of information, anytime, and then get more information if it was during business hours.
 
At some point, this must have changed.  I don’t remember when.  The mid-to-late 1990s, perhaps?
 
I remember, back at home—my home, not the place I happen to live right now—I have my telephone with integral answering machine sitting on top of a phone book to make it easier to reach.  That particular phone book is probably approaching ten years old, now.
 
But, flash back to my apartment, the current place that I live, with its floor lamp by the door and its Phone Books sitting like knocked-over dominoes.  At least I assume they are Phone Books.  I didn’t really look inside the bag at this new one, and if I did for the last year’s, than I have long forgotten what was inside of it. 
 
I guess that kind of makes them Schrödinger’s Phone Books, doesn’t it?  I won’t really know whether or not they are phone books (let alone Phone Books) unless I look inside, but, frankly, I can’t see any reason to.
 
With the Internet, with search engines like Google and Yahoo! and even Microsoft Live, not to mention things like the Verizon Super Pages and AT&T AnyWho, which really are Internet-enabled Phone Books (or Phone Book-enabled inter-networks, I forget which), there does not seem to be that same pressing need to have a Phone Book, anymore.  To see what’s new and what’s gone, who’s moved and who has new hours and new phone numbers.  Or to pore over this year’s (or next year’s) new area code charts.
 
I mean, I supopse they are useful if the power is out or you need to look up some emergency information in case of an earthquake, fire or an invasion, but, well, you don’t necessarily do those things that often.  And in the case of a power outage, well, these days I have VoIP service from my cable provider as part of their "triple play" package, and I’m not sure how long their CO (or its equivalent) will stay up.  My cable modem has its ATA built-in, and both it and my residential gateway are on their own, dedicated UPS (~600W/1000VA) so I’m not too worried about them, but cable is a good eight or nine decades younger than telco, so I don’t have high hopes for its reliability.  Then again, you never know.  Anyways, I digress…  the point of this is not to talk about my phone sevice.
 
So, now I have two Schrödinger’s Phone Books, not just one, and the point of that is that what once had a great deal of relevancy and importancy in my life no longer does, and that has so many applications on so many different levels it is just frightening:  I can’t imagine I’m the only person who felt that way about the Phone Book, although I don’t know if there others who saw it the way I did.  What happens to the phone book industry and the people in it, and does anyone care?  On a more macro scale, this is just one of a nearly infinite numbers of skirmishes between the old new-old Bell System and the new Internet companies, as exemplified by Google.  Fundamentally, circuit-switched network economies don’t scale to packet-switched ones [network economies], and while, right now, it seems the telcos have the upper hand, I do not expect it to stay that way forever.
 

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One of the Randy’s has a blog.

I know several people named Randy.  One of them is my friend and co-worker Randy Abrams. 
 
I just found out today that he has his own personal blog called In The Unlikely Event… .  Unsurprisingly, much of the recent content is devoted to travelling.  Randy spends far too much time on planes.  He also puns too much (yes, pun can be a verb, and the verb can be abused), but that is a separate issue.  Randy has had—and continues to have—a very interesting experiences, and I am sure some of that will come through as he writes more entries. Recommended reading, especially since he’s been keeping the puns at a minimum, so far. *grin*
 
Now I guess it is up to some of the other Randy’s to start blogging.
 
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What we learn from our customers; what we learn from our coworkers

In the past two days I have had a pair of reminders that the way I think about and use computers may be different than the way others think about and use them.
 
In the first case, I had replied to a message left by a member of an online forum where I volunteer some of my time.  Around the end of April/beginning of May, the old forum software finally crashed after a long series of unresolvable problems.  It was several weeks before the forum was once again operational and running smoothly, this time using different software which meant changes not just to how the forum looked to members, but in the functionality they had with the previous forum software.  Now (at the beginning of June) the member had inquired about were the changes caused as a result in the switch and if there would be some sort of official announcement from the staff telling former members how to re-join the system.
 
I had explained what happened in the simplest way I could, explaining what had happened and closing with a sentence explaining that I did not think a notification was necessary, since the majority of forum members had continued to access the site.
 
Big mistake.
 
The forum member was very upset because with he felt I had implied he was not a participant in the forum.
 
Which, of course, is where things get interesting.
 
While I have never tried to measure it, I have noted over the past couple of decades that online communities  (BBSes, CompuServe, mailing lists, web-based forums, et cetera) follow an "80/20" rule:  Around four-fifths of the messages are created by one-fifth of the user base.   It may actually even be higher; as I said, I haven’t tried to measure it.
 
In the case of the web-connected world, and by "web" I mean visible from search engines and other aggregation technologies, the number of people who consider themselves participants in an online community is probably much, much higher.  I envision a series of matryoshka dolls:  People who visit a community to read a single message or message thread and never join it, people who join to write one message and never return once it is answered, people who join and read all the messages but never write one and so forth.
 
The folks who are readers probably consider themselves part of the community; they read the messages, learn whatever community-specific jargon exists (which is a subject for another post, er, blog entry, in and of itself) and even find humor in the in-jokes and banter in the messages which make up this virtual community.  Let’s call these folks participants, but classify them as passive ones.  By making a decision not to participate in the community, though, they become a sort of ghost or spectre or haunt—present yet unable to interact with the community they observe.  I’m not going to say they are "breaking the implied social contract" or that what they are doing is even wrong in any sort of way.  After all, there are a lot of very good reasons not participate in online communities.  For one thing, after a community reaches a certain size, it’s bound to attract a nitwit or two.  People who are argumentative, are blow-hards or are otherwise so utterly convinced of the rightness of their beliefs that it is incapable to have any sort of meaningful dialogue on those subjects.  You know, nitwits.
 
But to the rest of the community, particularly those who live inside it, those people simply don’t exist.  They literally are not not there.  For that matter, someone who is an active participant in a community may not think of the people who chose to passively participate in the community as being a major part of it.  But they are.
 
And now you see the error of my ways.
 

Flash forward a day and now I’m in a meeting with my staff.  The VP of marketing pops in to ask us about what are pain points are with the marketing department. which, when you think about it, is incredibly cool since most VPs of marketing aren’t exactly known for their consideration and concern for what’s going on in technical support, and we take him up on his request.

One of the things which annoys the heck out of me is long, unspeakable URLs.  You know, the ones you can’t tell someone over the phone and expect to type them in to the Address: field of their web browser because they are all filled with "slashes" and "dot pea aitch peas" and "slash question mark eye dee equals doubleyou ee bees."  It might be easy to type those things, but over the phone, especially with someone who is non-technical, a slow typist or both, it can be pretty painful to get those URLs typed in.

So, the VP gives me a thoughtful look and asks my staff how big of an issue this is with them.

Not very much, it turns out.  They just have the customers go to the home page and then tell them what to click on from there.

*Sigh.*

My whole concept of technical support revolves around giving people the information and tools they need to solve a problem and a little education about the underlying technology, why something happened, what they can do to avoid it in the future and so forth.  All pretty good, and all pretty basic.  But I’m also used to working with people who are, well, they may not be PC-savvy, but can be given a set of instructions and will be able to follow them successfully.  I guess what I’m thinking of is that they are more confident in how to use a computer.  They may not understand how it works, but they feel comfortable using a computer and following a technical support engineer’s instructions.

Part of that is me, I suppose:  I first entered the anti-virus industry in 1989 and stayed in it for five-and-a-half years until early 1995, when I left just before Microsoft Windows 95 and NT 4.0 would appear and make their mark on the world.  During this DOS and Windows 3.1 era, computers were a lot simpler to operate and it was relatively easy to remove viruses from them, uninstall and re-install anti-virus software and troubleshoot various issues.  I was used to working in a higher call volume environment in which I currently find myself, but with much shorter calls on average.  Most just lasted a few minutes, long enough to tell the person what they needed to type in to solve the problem, an alternate step or two if they came across a common stopping point, and how to get back in touch with me if what I told them didn’t work.

Things are a lot different now.  There are a lot fewer calls, for one thing—which, for one thing means that anti-virus software has gotten a lot better in the intervening decade—but the calls you get can be a lot longer.  And the people whom you speak to know a lot less about computers—which, by the way, has nothing to do with them and is through no fault of their own:  computers are just so much more complex these days—and they have to go through many more steps.  And the steps they have to go through aren’t simple "type in" ones.  They are complex ones involving navigating a GUI and finding programs and shortcuts and clicking on them with this and that mouse button followed by selecting this or that to accomplish whatever goal it is they are trying to reach.

Computers have gotten so much more complex and complicated these days (and powerful, inexpensive and easy to use when it comes to day-to-day tasks) that most people know less about how their computers operate then they did when they were simpler, more expensive and had less functionality a decade ago.

There are times when I feel old. 

 

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Day One of Gnomedex 2006

I know of no other experience like attending Gnomedex, which hopefully reflects more on the people it brings together than on the fact I’m something of a shut-in. But, for lack of a better term, Wow! Day One was just amazing.
 
Every presentation on Day One was amazing, but I think Susan Mernit‘s was the most amazing. It certainly was the most intimate: None of the other presenters at Gnomedex talked about relationships or the personal details of their lives in the way that Susan did in front of the audience. Even Chris Pirillo and Philip ‘Pud‘ Kaplan for all their extrovert behavior are less likely to talk about the secret fears and feelings which everyone have. Well, Pud at least. 🙂 I think Chris has learned, though, which parts of his private life can and cannot be shared with the public.
 
I initially thought it was a bit naïve to go to Gnomedex and expect to have a frank, participatory conversation with an audience about relationships, sexuality and *gasp* how they feel. The more I think about it, though, the more I think about how now, more than ever, this is an important topic to bring up. The Internet has always had its demi-private little corners for people who want to explore what it means to have a sexual identify in the Information Age—The alt.sex.bondage newsgroup is one of those places which comes to mind—but as Internet usage goes from rare and precious to commoner and commoner to unnoticed-because-everyone-is-(inter)connected-these-days-via-the-Internet and people are adopting these new technologies and using them in their daily lives in ways to such an extent that whole industries have appeared to support them that some kind of dialogue be opened on what it means to be in love or looking for love, a relationship or just sex in an era where access to information created by you is commonplace.
 
As for myself, I have always thought that the important thing about having a personal was that it was yours and it was personal and secret and something you could keep to yourself without having to share the intimate, embarrassing daily parts of your life with the public.  That’s not always the case, though, and Susan has made me think about what parts of my life I want and choose to share with you.
 

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Talking with Victor

It’s 1:30AM and I’m up talking (or IM’ing, the new talk) with Victor, a former coworker of mine from McAfee who now works in the mobile anti-virus space (e.g., security software for cellular phones and similar devices).  His advice to me (paraphrased):
Whatever you wish to do in the future needs to be operator friendly.  Network operators will control the content and the ecosystem–first they will merge with media companies, and then with banking companies.  And if you don’t play by their rules then you’re out.
I don’t know if I believe him or not.  Or, rather, how much I believe him.  But Victor’s one of the smartest guys I know and I’m always interested in what he has to say ever since he came rushing to me desk one day in the early 1990s to show me a program running on his UNIX workstation called a "web browser" which he claimed was going to be the new way "everything" was delivered on the computer.  I looked at him and told him he was crazy since it was too difficult and cost-prohibitive for average folks to spend several hundred dollars buying a TCP/IP stack for their computer and then spend hours getting it working properly with their Novell Netware or dial-up connections, just so they could run a web browser.  I guess I was wrong about that.
 
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