Skype: mon ordinateur comme centrale téléphonique [fr]

[en] Get Skype. Get SkypeOut credit so that you can call normal phones. Get a SkypeIn number so that normal phones can call you, and cancel your landline if you're paying anything for it.

OSX people: if you're into podcasting or you need to keep track of things said to you over the phone, try Call Recorder and then buy it so that you'll get the free video call recorder upgrade when it comes out. Install Skype Caller to call and message people directly from your Address Book, and Skype beta 2.5 so that you can send those text messages. Actually, better than that if you're an Orange.ch customer: get the Orange.ch SMS dashboard widget so you can message for free.

J’ai [le cable](http://www.citycable.ch/modules/news/) depuis quelques jours. J’ai résilié l’ADSL.

Dans la foulée, j’ai payé 45.- CHF pour avoir [un numéro SkypeIn](http://www.skype.com/intl/fr/products/skypein/). 45.-, c’est la taxe annuelle. J’ai donc résilié mon abonnement Swisscom (25.- par mois? vous voulez rire?). Avis à la population: dès fin janvier mon numéro fixe actuel ne sera plus valable, et vous pourrez me joindre au 044 586 4274. (Attention: vous ne pouvez résilier votre ligne fixe et garder l’ADSL, c’est pour ça qu’il faut le câble!)

Oui, c’est ça, un numéro SkypeIn: un numéro de téléphone suisse où l’on peut me joindre depuis n’importe quel téléphone, mais que je reçois sur mon ordinateur. (On voit aussi tout de suite l’avantage: il me suit dans mes déplacements.) Bien sûr, il y a [une boîte vocale](http://www.skype.com/intl/fr/products/skypevoicemail/) — et comme c’est gratuit, je vous annonce déjà la bonne nouvelle: j’y écouterai mes messages bien plus consciencieusement que ceux sur ma boîte vocale mobile.

Ensuite, j’ai acheté pour 15.- CHF de crédit [SkypeOut](http://www.skype.com/intl/fr/products/skypeout/). C’est comme ça qu’on paie les appels sortants (on paie d’avance, et avec 15.-, on a environ 8-9 heures d’appels internationaux, suivant où on appelle). Précisons que pour appeler depuis son ordinateur vers un téléphone normal (donc avec SkypeOut) il n’est pas nécessaire d’avoir pris un numéro de téléphone Skype (SkypeIn). [Le compte gratuit suffit](http://www.skype.com/intl/fr/download/), tant qu’on achète du crédit (et au prix que ça coûte, on aurait tort de s’en priver).

En août 2005, Skype comptait [50 millions de noms d’utilisateur enregistrés](http://www.techdirt.com/articles/20050817/1359254_F.shtml).

Très joli tout ça, me direz-vous, mais il faut donc garder son ordinateur allumé en tous temps. Pas un problème pour moi puisque c’est déjà le cas, mais je comprends que nous ne vivons pas tous sur la même planète numérique. Rassurez-vous, il y a une solution (mais ça coûte un peu d’argent): [un téléphone Skype wifi](http://accessories.skype.com/item?SID=c008d82ac5175e3f77daba6ce2b2033d5d3:4530&sku=WSKP100PROMO). Un téléphone Skype, c’est comme un téléphone normal, sauf qu’au lieu de le brancher sur le réseau téléphonique à l’aide d’une prise, il se connecte sur le reseau téléphonique Skype via la connection internet. [La plupart des téléphones Skype](http://accessories.skype.com/section?SID=b1ed47f7536bba0cfd1064fc721b98bf48a:4530&secid=38893) se branchent sur l’ordinateur via la prise USB (donc il faut laisser son ordinateur allumé). Certains sont sans fil, d’autres avec (et là, franchement, à mon humble avis, autant utiliser un casque et avoir les mains libres).

Un [téléphone wifi](http://accessories.skype.com/landingpage?p=4530&page=wifi), par contre, se connecte tout seul à internet via une borne wifi (c’est ce qu’on utilise pour avoir internet “sans fil” à la maison). Le pack proposé par Skype contient même la borne wifi, si vous n’en avez pas. (Ensuite, côté argent, faites le calcul en regardant combien vous économiserez sur les frais d’abonnement Swisscom…)

Troisième étape: installé, testé et acheté [Call Recorder](http://www.ecamm.com/mac/callrecorder/), un petit utilitaire Skype qui permet d’enregistrer appels et messages vocaux. Très utile pour faire des interviews par Skype (il enregistre les deux côtés de la conversation sur des canaux séparés, ce qui facilite l’édition), ou pour retrouver des infos mal notées (instructions pour arriver quelque part, heure de rendez-vous, etc.). Ça sert aussi à se rendre compte (dans mon cas) à quel point son accent vaudois est fort (grands dieux!).

En plus, il enregistrera bientôt la vidéo, car Skype, c’est pas juste pour [la voix](http://www.skype.com/intl/fr/download/features/calling/), c’est pour l’image aussi — vous ne saviez pas? [Vidéophonie gratuite et sans frontières](http://www.skype.com/intl/fr/download/features/videocalling/), c’est plutôt cool, je trouve. Oh, puis ça permet de [chatter](http://www.skype.com/intl/fr/download/features/chat/), bien sûr. Bon, le plus simple, c’est que je vous aiguille sur [la liste des fonctionnalités de Skype](http://www.skype.com/intl/fr/download/features/). Parmi celles-ci, j’attire encore votre attention sur [l’envoi de SMS pour pas très cher](http://www.skype.com/intl/fr/products/skypesms/), car c’est plus sympa à taper avec un clavier qu’avec les touches du téléphone. Sur Mac, vous devrez [installer Skype beta 2.5](http://www.skype.com/download/skype/macosx/25beta.html) pour avoir accès à cette fonction.

Ah oui, j’oubliais: j’ai installé [Skype Caller](http://homepage.mac.com/timct/FileSharing26.html), un plugin gratuit pour le carnet d’adresses d’OSX et qui permet d’appeler directement les gens de votre répertoire depuis l’intérieur du carnet d’adresses (ctrl+click > Appel Skype). Ça permet aussi d’envoyer des SMS directement…

Côté SMS, j’ai encore plus intéressant que Skype (merci [Barzi](http://barzi.net/)). Si vous roulez avec OSX et que vous êtes client Orange, installez immédiatement le [widget Orange.ch SMS](http://studer.tv/projects-widgets.page). Il loge dans votre [Dashboard](http://www.apple.com/chfr/macosx/features/dashboard/) (la boule noire juste à côté de l’icône du Finder dans le Dock, que vous n’utilisez peut-être jamais — si vous êtes comme moi). Entrez les coordonnées de votre compte Orange.ch ([vérifiez sur le site d’Orange si vous n’êtes plus sûr des données](https://www.orange.ch/footer/login)), tapez le nom ou le prénom de la personne à laquelle vous voulez envoyer un SMS, cliquez sur l’icône “Carnet d’adresses” qui se trouve à côté, et le numéro de la personne s’affichera automatiquement dans le champ. Ne reste plus qu’à composer un SMS et à l’envoyer.

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Firefox Only For White Anglo-Saxon Males? No! [en]

Browse Happy needs testimonials from happy Firefox users who fall outside the “white high-tech anglo-saxon male” profile.

[fr] Browse Happy, un site qui encourage les gens à  se "convertir" à  Firefox, a besoin de témoignages de personnes qui ne tombent pas dans la catégories "homme anglo-saxon blanc branché technologie"... a bon entendeur!

Browse Happy is a neat site encouraging users to switch to Firefox, by publishing testimonials of happy switchers.

However, it does suffer from a problem: the people featured on the site tend to fit the white high-tech male anglo-saxon profile pretty dramatically. This strikes me as an unhappy coincidence, so maybe we can lend a hand in helping them gather a more respresentative sample of testimonials?

If you don’t fit that profile, and want to help spread the word that Firefox is for everybody… send in your testimonial!

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Missing Kitty [en]

My cat has been missing for a day, which is highly unusual. I’m letting off a bit of pressure by writing it down (and also, I am getting slightly bored of repeating the story on IRC). Oh, and don’t feed other people’s cats. Thank you.

[fr] Mon chat Bagha a disparu depuis hier après-midi. Je suis inquiète, je tourne en rond chez moi, donc j'écris. Cela m'évitera également d'avoir à  répéter tous les détails cent fois sur IRC. Ah oui, le message du jour, c'est: ne nourrissez pas les chats de autres. Merci. (Edit: il est rentré sain et sauf!)

Update 13.08 13:30: The cat just came home, safe and sound. I’m so relieved!

18:00: Bagha came back through the downstairs neighbour’s window, as usual. He messaged me, I ran there, picked up the cat and squeezed him (OK, not too hard, I know my cat basics). He ate a little, meowed, cuddled, and very soon wanted to go back out. Sign, in my opinion, of a cat who has been locked up rather than one who has been roaming around for two nights in a row. I feel like somebody has turned on the light after two days of fumbling around blindly in the dark.

The Story

Bagha has been missing now for over 24 hours.

He’s an outdoor cat. I let him out in the morning. He comes in and out as he wishes during the day. I bring him in for the night. He sleeps in the crook of my arm.

It usually takes me about 3 minutes to find him in the evening. If he’s not waiting for me in front of the building when I come home, I take my usual little trip around the neighbourhood and here he comes, running or trotting out of one of his favorite “places”.

Very rarely, I don’t find him straight away. I go out a couple of hours later, or he comes in on his own.

Even more rarely, I go to sleep without having found him. Let’s say that happened maybe ten times in the four years we’ve lived here. I then leave the door open with the chain (like during the day) so that he can slip into the flat. He takes advantage of other people going in and out to get into the

building. I wake up in the morning to find him curled up on my feet — or at the very worst, I find him waiting downstairs outside the door.

Not this morning.

I couldn’t find him last night. I’d been away all afternoon and part of the evening (nothing unusual). Between 8pm and 1am, I must have spent approximately 4 hours touring the extended neighbourhood, calling for him.

I checked the roads, of course. I always check the roads. I’m terrified one day I’ll find his dead body on the sidewalk. I know this fear comes from inside me much more than from the actual danger: it’s a slow road, Bagha has a healthy fear of vehicles, and he’s a pretty calm, laid-back cat who won’t be caught suddenly dashing into the middle of the road because something startled him.

Still, I check the roads.

This morning, I started touring the neighbourhood again. Further than the places I know he goes to.

Conclusion: he’s not outside, or I would have found him. (Well, he would have found me, that’s usually how it goes.)

So I toured again, calling outside garage doors, pausing and listening. He’s got a loud voice. I’ve heard him calling from the cellar or the flat on the fourth floor where he was locked in once. He knows how to make himself heard.

This, I tell you again, is the cat who usually comes running to me once he’s seen me.

He’s microchipped. This means that if somebody takes him to the vet or the shelter, he’ll be identified as mine and I’ll be contacted. If he gets killed by a car, he’ll be identified by the team who deal with animal remains, and I’ll be contacted. I checked all this with people involved. No, they hadn’t found my cat.

I spent the afternoon printing out leaflets to stick on the entrance doors of the neighbourhood buildings (I had already put one in mine before I left for lunch). Now there are 30 leaflets with contact details, photograph and description of the cat, as well as my suspicion that he is either injured or locked in somewhere, plastered all over the neighbourhood. As you are bound to ask, he’s neutered, so he’s not after some hot female kitty.

One phone call, from a man who said he’s just seen my cat. I went to see, knowing there could be a confusion — there are about 4-5 cats around here with similar markings to mine. I don’t think it was mine; first of all because it was outside, and I tell you, if Bagha was somewhere outside I would have found him; second because I went there, and called, and called again, and no cat appeared. But who knows. Maybe something really strange is going on here. I didn’t see the cat this man had spotted, so I can’t say for certain.

Now I’m back home, vaguely waiting for the phone to ring or the cat to walk in, trying to find something to do with myself. I feel like hell. I don’t know how I made it through the day. I miss my cat horribly, and I’m so worried that something bad might have happened. The thought I might not see Bagha again is just too hard to bear.

Is this the price to pay for love and attachment? Now I know why a part of me gave up on love so long ago. It hurts way too much. Yes, hard times and sad times are a part of life just like all the rest. But they shouldn’t have to be quite as horrible as moments like this one.

So while I’m at it, let’s be a little constructive. Do you ever feed “stray” cats? Think twice. Cats are always interested in food, specially if you give them nice juicy tuna when all they get at home is vet-recommended dry food. (By the way, don’t give too much fish to cats — it contains thiaminase, an enzyme which destroys the amino acid thyamin, which cats are incapable of synthesizing.) The “hungry stray” might very well be just a clever beggar from the next block. Bagha regularly gets fed all over the place, even though I spend my time asking people not to do so.

Feeding somebody else’s cat just lures it away from its home and owner, centre of territory and primary source of nourishment and cuddles. So please, don’t feed other people’s cat. For all you know, the cat may start making a daily trip across a busy road to come and sample the delicacies you have to offer.

Thinking of adopting the cat that wandered into your living-room one day and avidly lapped up the milk you gave it? Some very worried owner may well be looking for it. Make thorough enquiries in your neighbourhood before getting too involved with it (feeding, naming, buying a litter-tray). This may sound stupid, but while my upstairs neighbours were keeping Bagha during my first trip back to India, he was simultaneously being adopted by a nice couple living just the other side of the road. He still came back here to sleep, but he spent his days there, complete with name and tinned food.

So, to sum it up: cats are independant animals and like to look masterless. It doesn’t mean all of them are stray. Oh, and please don’t feed other people’s cats.

Now I feel a bit better. I’ll tour the garages and cellars again once it’s nice and silent during the night. Of course, I’ll let you know as soon as the kitty turns up again. Thanks for listening.

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