Just to clarify: when I say the macros don't show up, what I mean is, if I
define the macro "\mymacro" to insert "a", then the formula "(\mymacro + b)
= c" appears as " ( + b ) = c " unless I copy all the macros from the master
document and paste them into the child document.


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[When Vonnegut tells his wife he's going out to buy an envelope] Oh, she
says well, you're not a poor man. You know, why don't you go online and buy
a hundred envelopes and put them in the closet? And so I pretend not to hear
her. And go out to get an envelope because I'm going to have a hell of a
good time in the process of buying one envelope. I meet a lot of people.
And, see some great looking babes. And a fire engine goes by. And I give
them the thumbs up. And, and ask a woman what kind of dog that is. And, and
I don't know. The moral of the story is, is we're here on Earth to fart
around. And, of course, the computers will do us out of that. And, what the
computer people don't realize, or they don't care, is we're dancing animals.
You know, we love to move around. And, we're not supposed to dance at all
anymore.
- Kurt Vonnegut


On Sun, Nov 16, 2008 at 12:36 PM, charles reid <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>wrote:

> Hello -
>
> I am trying to implement a master-child document setup where the child
> documents share macros defined in the master document.  The problem I am
> running into is in editing the child documents - the macros don't show up.
> I can't seem to figure out how else to do this except to insert the macros
> in the child document while I am working on that document individually, but
> I have to remove those macros before I put it back into the master document,
> because I run into problems when I try including the macros twice.  So, is
> it possible to get around this extra step of inserting and removing the
> macros?
>
>
> Thanks,
> Charles
>
>
> ==========
>
> [When Vonnegut tells his wife he's going out to buy an envelope] Oh, she
> says well, you're not a poor man. You know, why don't you go online and buy
> a hundred envelopes and put them in the closet? And so I pretend not to hear
> her. And go out to get an envelope because I'm going to have a hell of a
> good time in the process of buying one envelope. I meet a lot of people.
> And, see some great looking babes. And a fire engine goes by. And I give
> them the thumbs up. And, and ask a woman what kind of dog that is. And, and
> I don't know. The moral of the story is, is we're here on Earth to fart
> around. And, of course, the computers will do us out of that. And, what the
> computer people don't realize, or they don't care, is we're dancing animals.
> You know, we love to move around. And, we're not supposed to dance at all
> anymore.
> - Kurt Vonnegut
>

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