Previously this website was owned by Benc Software Production which was founded in 1996 by Bozidar Benc. Benc was a programmer as he used to develop high quality software for the Palm Computing operating system. He was able to develop several applications and I’ve compiled of them in the posts below.
I don’t know if the company shut down, or maybe its owner decided to venture in other business, maybe he’s programming for the iOS or Android – times have really changed fast in the technological world – but I find this site and the programmed applications still relevant and thus I decided to bring it back to life.
This used to be the address of the company:
Benc Software Production
35000 Slavonski Brod,
I too love playing around with computers and I’ve been a programmer since the time I was in college. If you lived in the early 90’s and used Macs, you must have heard a joke from a pop up animated character, The Talking Moose, which proved that computers weren’t meant only to be productive but could be fun as well. That was my creation and I’m still working to better the Moose by adding more powerful features in its development.
I’m refurbishing this site and already I’ve grabbed some application that Benc had programmed from the wayback machine. You can access them by clicking through various categories below. I will be publishing more interesting and relevant content about programming soon.
I sat across from him and leaned in across the table, squeezing my forearms together to give my breasts a little bit of pop through the top of my shirt, but he didn’t even notice.
“As I was saying,” Luis continued. “HackMaster extensions are the way of the future. With their ground-breaking API, developers from around the world will be able to configure software that runs seamlessly on any PalmOS device, which is a handheld that works like a blackberry. And with AppUse, we developers can do our work remotely on our mobile phones.”
“That’s fascinating,” I said with a playful twirl of my hair. “Tell me again about how it works with DaggerClothes.”
“That’s DaggerWare,” he said with a hint of annoyance. “They’re the company that developed HackMaster.”
“Your current employers?”
“Yeah,” he said. “My current employers.”
This was too easy. HQ wanted to run a hack on DaggerWare’s servers to find out what we could about their development but I knew that would never work. Software developers always have the most secure net protocols in the world. It would be easier to hack into the Federal Reserve, which is why I suggested a less direct approach. Just like any other company, the weakest point in their security is the people who work for them.
“Are you going to eat that?” asked Luis, staring at the chicken wings on my plate.
No, I thought, and neither should you with your gut hanging onto the table like that. A weight loss plan would do this guy a world of good but I pushed the plate across to him anyway. The faster we finish with this ‘date’ the faster I can move on the next stage of my plan.
“You can have it,” I said. “Hearing you talk about your work is so fascinating that I completely forgot about my food.”
He grabbed the plate and stuck one of the wings in his mouth then chewed it with his mouth open. I had a feeling that this was his first night out in a long time.
“Would you like to order dessert?” he asked. “These guys make a mean cheese-cake.” He put his arm up and waved at one of the waiters. “Oi, over here!”
I reached my hand across the table and placed it on his forearm.
“That’s not such a good idea,” I said. “I’m stuffed.” And if let this guy eat anything more than a carrot stick he might burst right in front me. Why is it that nerds know nothing about this tasty calorie-burning meal plan? “Plus I’d really like to get back to yours and see your World of Warcraft updates.”
He lowered his arm, turned towards me and gave me a blank look that made me think I’d taken it too far. A woman interested in World of Warcraft? Surely he’d see right through me.
“Okay,” he said then turned to the waiter. “Can we have the bill please?”
The waiter nodded and took off then Luis pulled out his phone. “Give me a second to check out the exchange rates on Currency Master. I get paid in Japanese Yen so I have to keep with the rates.”
“In Yen?” I said. “Why Yen?”
“Most of our financial backers are located in Japan,” he said. “It’s no biggie.”
The waiter came back and Luis paid the bill, like a gentleman should, then we piled into a waiting taxi outside.
He sat on the opposite side of the back cabin. I felt like he couldn’t get far enough away from me, but every now and then he snuck a peak my way. I smiled back at him when he did and he looked the other way. Such a shame that he’s so shy. Considering how I planned to screw him over I was open to a little hanky-panky in the backseat. I just wish that he had the balls to try something. Ah well, his loss.
We arrived at his apartment complex where he helped me out of the taxi and into his ground-floor apartment. He guided me into a living room with a couch in the center facing a massive screen on the opposite wall.
“Have a seat,” said Luis, pointing at the couch. “I’ll get us a few drinks.”
He went into the kitchen and came back carrying a couple of wine glasses and a bottle of dry red. He placed them both on the coffee table in front us and poured us each a glass. Judging from the accumulation of dust on the bottle, he’d been waiting for an opportunity like this for a while.
“Um,” I said when he’d poured out our drinks. “I think that you should get us a few coasters. This is a nice coffee table. We don’t want to ruin it”
“Oh, right,” he said and bumbled off back into the kitchen.
As soon as he was out of sight I reached into my bra, pulled out a pill then dropped into his drink and gave it a good shake. With a guy this big it’s hard to tell how long a roofie would take to kick in so I went for the extra-strength one. You’d think someone this smart would know a thing or two about healthy diets.
“Now,” said Luis when he got back into the room. “You wanted to see my World of Warcraft account?”
He picked a wireless mouse and keyboard off of the table, turned on his television and logged onto his computer. We spent the next fifteen minutes on the most boring game I had ever seen, going over his upgrades and guild status and a whole host of other things that I’d never heard of. I feigned interest the whole time, oohing and ahhing wherever I felt it was appropriate. As he went on he yawned once or twice and then his eyes started to droop as the pill that I gave him started to kick in.
“I think I’ve had a little too much wine,” he said. “My head feels heavy and-”
His words trailed off as the pupils of his eyes turned into the back of his head and he fell back onto the couch, out cold.
Finally, I thought and pulled a flash drive out of my other bra cup. Thanks to the mastectomy I had to take care of the breast cancer I’d contracted a few years back, I had enough space in there to hide plenty of small things that are useful in my line of work.
I stuck the flash drive into a port on the CPU under the TV and waited patiently as the malware software installed and simultaneously made a copy of all the hard drive’s information.
After a few minutes the flash beeped to indicate that it was done. Just like that I had a copy of all of DaggerWare’s secure coding protocols and all that I had to do was ask one of their employees out on a date. I stashed the drive back in my bra then headed towards the door and stole a glance at Luis passed out on the couch with his mouth wide open. He’d wake up in a few hours with no recollection of what had happened tonight so when his employers find out that their codes have been leaked, he’ll have no idea that he’s responsible. A victimless crime.
I picked a pillow off the couch and tucked it underneath his head, gave him a peck on his cheek and headed out the door.