140‐Day QuickBooks Trial Software
Installation Guide
This guide will help you install the 140‐day trial version of QuickBooks that is associated with your textbook. Depending on your textbook, the software may be available via digital download or DVD. This guide includes instructions for installing the software using both methods. Also included are instructions for toggling to the Pro edition of the software, which is necessary for some users. Be sure to check out the Common Questions section at the end of this guide.
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Installing QuickBooks – Digital Download
If your trial version of QuickBooks is provided via digital download, you will access the software from the Intuit website.
Before you get started, make sure you have your license number and product number handy.
15‐digit license number: ___ ___ ___ ___ – ___ ___ ___ ___ – ___ ___ ___ ___ – ___ ___ ___
6‐digit product number: (QuickBooks 2014) 602 – 834 (QuickBooks 2015) 503 – 154
1.Close all running programs, including antivirus programs.
Remember to restart your antivirus program(s) after the software installation is complete.
2.Open a web browser and navigate to http://quickbooks.com/download.
These instructions use Internet Explorer. Different web browsers may behave differently.
3.Click the QuickBooks Accountant link for your version of QuickBooks.
4.Choose the Run option in the download bar, and then choose Yes in the dialog box that appears.
Continue with the next step after the download completes.
5.Click Next in the wizard screen, and then click Next in the Intuit QuickBooks Installer window.
6.Click the checkbox to accept the terms of the license agreement; click Next.
Tip! If desired, use the Print link at the top‐right corner
of the window to print the License Agreement for your records.
7.Ensure that the Express (recommended) installation type is selected; click Next.
The Express installation will place QuickBooks in the default location on your computer.
8.Type your license number and product number in the provided boxes; click Next.
For QuickBooks 2014, use 602‐834.
For QuickBooks 2015, use 503‐153.
9.Click Install.
The installation can take time, so be patient!
10.Click Open QuickBooks in the screen that appears after the installation is complete.
11.If a notice regarding how QuickBooks uses your Internet connection appears, click OK.
The QuickBooks trial software is now installed on your computer.
12.Toggle to the Pro edition of the software, if necessary for your course.
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The phrase “Steven Seagal love story” sounds like an oxymoron, a joke waiting for a punchline. And yet, throughout his filmography, from his improbable 1990s heyday to his twilight years of DTV oblivion, Seagal has consistently anchored narratives that are, at their bruised and peculiar hearts, tales of love. Not the love of Richard Curtis or Nora Ephron—no meet-cutes in bookshops or confessions atop Empire State Buildings. This is the love of a man who can snap a trachea with one hand while gently cupping a woman’s chin with the other. It is a love story told in roundhouse kicks, meaningful stares, and the quiet moments between the dismemberment of Yakuza lieutenants.
That is the love story of Steven Seagal. It is weird. It is wonderful. And it is, against all odds, undeniably his.
In the grand pantheon of cinema, certain figures defy categorization. Steven Seagal is one of them. To the uninitiated, he is the ponytailed, Buddha-bellied aikido master who dispatches henchmen with bone-shattering efficiency, whispers vaguely threatening koans, and moves through action scenes with the serene momentum of a glacier. He is the archetype of the late-career direct-to-video icon, a man who seems to have been carved from a block of balsa wood and then lacquered with a thin sheen of unearned mystique.
Because in an era of cynical blockbusters and hyper-ironic anti-romance, Seagal’s films are sincere to a fault. He genuinely believes in the archetype of the protector. His characters do not flirt. They do not date. They intervene . Their love language is not words of affirmation or acts of service—it is the application of joint locks and the elimination of threats. A Steven Seagal love story is a love story for people who believe that the highest form of intimacy is knowing someone will show up with a katana when you are in trouble.
It is, of course, absurd. It is often unintentionally hilarious. The man moves like a refrigerator being pushed across a linoleum floor. The romantic scenes have all the heat of a deposition. But within that absurdity is a bizarre, undeniable purity. The Seagal love story asks a simple, radical question: Is it not romantic to be absolutely, unequivocally safe? Is there not something deeply alluring about a man who will not raise his voice, will not beg, but will simply remove every obstacle between you and happiness, one broken femur at a time?
The phrase “Steven Seagal love story” sounds like an oxymoron, a joke waiting for a punchline. And yet, throughout his filmography, from his improbable 1990s heyday to his twilight years of DTV oblivion, Seagal has consistently anchored narratives that are, at their bruised and peculiar hearts, tales of love. Not the love of Richard Curtis or Nora Ephron—no meet-cutes in bookshops or confessions atop Empire State Buildings. This is the love of a man who can snap a trachea with one hand while gently cupping a woman’s chin with the other. It is a love story told in roundhouse kicks, meaningful stares, and the quiet moments between the dismemberment of Yakuza lieutenants.