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Norwegian Jade Cruise Review by LocardsChild
- Sail Date: May 2012
- Destination: Eastern Mediterranean
- Cabin Type: Mini-Suite with Balcony
First and foremost for all cruisers - READ YOUR PAPERWORK!!!!
We heard quite a few people on the cruise, after the cruise, etc, complaining about the service charge. This was posted in my booking papers, on the member website, in the boarding documents, in the room information, and as part of the freestyle daily newsletter. (For example, NCL charges $12 per person per day... My family members have been charged anywhere from 8 euro per person per day up to $16 per person per day on other cruise lines.) We chose the simple solution. Pay the service charges in advance, then don't tip anyone unless they are truly awesome! No bill at the end, no extra charges on the credit card afterwards, and your cruise can be paid off before you even step on the boat.
Moving on, there were some things that made us blink in confusion when we were preparing for this cruise... I call these things the "Crap that Goes Wrong that NCL had NOTHING to do with" category. This includes: Missing flights, delayed flights, bad cab-drivers, poor language skills, and rude port authorities... None of these folks work for your cruise line. Though, since these were all concerns, we planned ahead. (Notice that this will be a recurring theme... These are huge vacations - PLAN AHEAD!)
Choose a good airline, this is not the time to cheap out. Leave plenty of time for flight connections, delays, weather issues, etc. In fact, consider flying in the day before and out the day after. Really, it's worth the stress relief. Besides, on embarkation/debarkation day, those airports are NUTS! Pay extra and book the NCL transfer, the driver knows where to go, if he's rude you can report him and expect action, and they meet you at your gate... And, hey, it's prepaid, no sticker shock!
So, on to the actual cruise!
Embarkation - Venice is not bad, as long as you don't arrive first thing in the morning. First thing in the morning? They're trying to empty and clean the ship. Expect craziness, expect delays, expect to start your vacation grumpy. For a 6 PM sailing time, I would not arrive any earlier than an 11:30 AM flight. Our flight arrived in Venice at 2:30 PM and I felt rushed (not by anyone, just personal stress and OCD). I would certainly book my next flight to arrive at about 12:30 PM. We claimed our luggage (Marco Polo airport workers are slow... This is not NCL's fault, just expect it and plan ahead!), went out to meet the NCL person and then stood in a massive crowd looking for the sign. Be proactive! One person stands with the bags, the other person works through the crowd to find the NCL corner. Once the NCL greeter has been located, then everyone moves forward. We waited about ten minutes for our bus to be ready, went outside and boarded the bus. If you have big luggage and your cruise line luggage tags, you can just leave it with the bus... it magically appears in your stateroom. If you have hand luggage to keep with you, carry it. Our bus arrived at the port luggage drop off. We were required to claim the bag when we got off the bus, hand it over to the luggage porters who checked to make sure they had cruise line tags, and then walk about 200 yards to the embarkation facility. (If you want your bags to arrive sooner, choose a stateroom when you book. Thus they know what room to take them to immediately, rather than having to look up where you were assigned once boarded.)
Embarkation facility - big... very big. But, they are ramps for the mobility-challenged. There are lots of signs, just read them and you will see the door. There are lots of NCL employees standing around, smiling, gesturing the way and answering questions. Once you arrive in the hall, you are asked to fill out a health survey to see if you're going to infect everyone. Here surfaced one of my minor complaints about the process. BRING A PEN! We luckilly had a pen in our carryon. Many people did not. Three pens attached to a desk is not enough for everyone (all 2400 of the passengers) to fill out these surveys. But, the survey itself is simple. Three questions designed to see if you are sick and infections. Fill it out, sign it, proceed to the check in desk. The nice check in person is going to need your cruise docs. PLEASE PRINT YOUR CRUISE DOCS AT HOME!! Do not be that person standing at the check in desk asking why they need that... You need it for the transfer, you need it for checkin, they sent me several reminders to print my edocs. Print them, take them with you.
Annoyingly, the checkin process was also where they collected our passports. All non-EU passports were collected due to the stops in Croatia and Turkey. They gave us a receipt, they returned them later, other than the "OMG, not my passport" reaction, it was really no big deal. BUT, have a second photo ID with you... You don't want to go ashore anywhere without a photo ID in case of emergencies. A drivers license is fine, a military ID worked for us, anything... If you do not have a photo ID, or you have children with no photo ID, tell the checkin person. I saw several people with NCL issued "photo ID" for exactly this issue. This is also the step at which they will ask for your deposit - credit card or cash. Hand over a credit card, check your onboard account every few days, and don't worry. There was no huge credit hold (though I still wouldn't use a debit card). Now just board the ship!
On board, the Norwegian Jade struck me instantly familiar... This is because I've been to Las Vegas. I would assume all cruise ships have that similar "floating Vegas hotel" look to them. The layout can be confusion at first, pick up a NCL pocket map for the ship. It really does fit in your pocket, carry it, don't complain about being lost. There are maps of the ship at fore, mid, and aft. There are also plackards next to every elevator listing what is located on each floor. We proceeded to our room and dropped off our carryon so we could explore.
The mini-suites on the Jade are excellent. It's basically the equivalent of a large European hotel (which are always smaller than their American counterparts) with a bed, a desk, a fold out couch, and a nicely sized bathroom with toilet, sink, and tub shower. Also, the balcony is big enough for two chairs and a small table. The stateroom was immaculate. The balcony glass was a touch grimy... It's the salt spray, the glass is impossible to keep clean. The chairs were clean and very comfortable, so we enjoyed our view onto the Venice port. (NB: For Venice sailings, get a balcony on the port side... As you leave the port, you get a beautiful view past all the Venice attractions and some amazing pictures. Why crowd into the public area, you have a balcony for a reason!)
This brought to mind our first future cruise consideration - Pay for the BEST stateroom you can afford. I will never stay in an inside stateroom, but some people are happy there. I would consider an oceanview stateroom for an incredible itinerary. For us, a balcony is a must. My stateroom is my escape, if I don't enjoy it, I'm going to have a crappy cruise.
On embarkation day, on sea days, on debarkation day, the atrium/reception area is going to be packed. We're talking seriously crowded. On those days? Avoid it unless you need something from there. Guest services? Call the phone number from your stateroom and skip the line. Excursion Desk? Call the phone number from your stateroom and skip the line. Onboard Account? Call the phone number... It's a recurring theme and one that shockingly many people do not even consider. I mentioned this technique to a "frequent cruiser" and they looked at me like I'd grown horns. But, it worked. All of my questions, concerns, bookings, reservations got done... And I didn't stand in line to do it.
So now on the ship, there's a few things we were concerned about....
There were many included food options: Buffet, Aft Dining Room, Mid Dining Room, Blue Lagoon, Room Service (between 5AM and midnight).
Just a few tricks - if you don't like something, send it back. If you're still hungry, order something else. Portions are small, order multiple courses. Portions are small BECAUSE they expect you to order multiple courses. If you're having a problem with a server, ask for a manager. If you don't like the food options, get up and go somewhere else! You're on vacation, have dessert with every meal!
Buffet - the food was monotonous and it was always crowded. We ate here on embarkation night and only went back for the Chocolate Bar night. Avoid the buffet if you can, it is populated (in our experience) by rude and pushy passengers who do not realize that you can order anything you want, as much as you want, in the dining rooms and be guaranteed a table you didn't search for. Though we did share our dinner that night with a lovely pair of couples from Wales and a very nice couple from Germany. Be prepared to share your table, the Buffet (both of the areas) are packed!
Aft Dining Room (Grand Pacific) - This is the "formal" dining room, though don't take that too seriously since I saw people being seated for dinner in jeans and shorts. It's a big space. Sometimes there is a wait to be seated (if you must dine at a specific time, make a reservation, yes you can do so for the dining rooms). You will be asked if you want to share a table. If you don't, say no. There may be a longer wait, but we never waited more than five minutes for a table at breakfast or dinner. Service was quick, friendly, and the menus were available in six languages (and I'm betting more). The food has two options for dinner, a continuous menu that will not change your whole sailing and a daily menu themed around your port. Try the daily menus, they are really inventive and give you a local taste... And if you don't like what you're served, you can order something else!
Mid Dining Room (Alizar) - This is the "casual" dining room. It had the same daily menu as the Grand Pacific and a slightly different continuous menu. It's worth trying both out. Service was impeccable in each restaurant, though it seemed as if there were more waiters available in the Grand Pacific. The mid ship location can seem a little rough on a bad sea day. Otherwise, eat in whichever is less crowded.
CRUISE TIP - There is a restaurant guide in the hallways. It lists all restaurants and the expected crowd in an easily understood green, yellow, red format. If you want to eat at a specific time, make a reservation. We did this and watched our seating time change from yellow to red. Reservations will always be seated before walk-ins, so if you are picky, take advantage of this!
Blue Lagoon (quick service cafe) - This was located above the atrium area on the port side. A "comfort food" menu but sometimes that's what you want. Full English breakfast available in the morning. Options like hamburgers, hot dogs, fish and chips, tuna sandwich, etc, at lunch. Appetizers and desserts available. We never had dinner here, but again never waited more than five minutes for a table.
Yes, at first I was annoyed by the whole "washy washy happy happy" hand cleaning at every food outlet. But, two things. It's not mandatory. If you say no, they will still let you in. (Rather important for people allergic to the standard sanitizer and yes, that allergy does exist.) Second, wow, people are gross.... You will be only too happy to sanitize your hands after you see someone wipe their nose and then hit the elevator button. Guy scratches himself with his hand in his pants and then slides his hand down the banister. Please, let them sanitize you, we washed our hands regularly and still let them sanitize us because people act like pigs in public areas. Besides, my wedding rings have never been that clean!
Room service - Yes the menu is small... It's room service and it's free from 5 AM to midnight. If you're starving, order a lot of it. We ordered dessert one night, a slice of cheesecake for each of us, and the guy on the phone asked "That's really all you want?" They're used to it, order whatever you want. Leave your tray in cabin, covered with a napkin, and it will dissapear when your steward comes to provide service.
Paid options for food -
Yes, some places have a surcharge. On our ship, a lot of these places were packed anyway, particularly the Teppanyaki house. (Though you could see in the window from the main hallway, those chefs are awesome... I can understand why it was always full.)
We ate at Le Bistro, Moderno, and Cagneys. Yes, the surcharges were annoying. I paid them anyway because I wanted a special type of food and we planned ahead for the expense. (And paid them in advance, use your myNCL login and set up your reservations about 20 days beforehand.)
Le Bistro - French and Fancy! Not a place to take kids. We sat down, looked at the menu, and the waiter brought out a special Salmon Mousse appetizer from the kitchen. We didn't order it, it was simply that day's special appetizer for all guests. Delicious, truly delicious, and he asked if we wanted another... This is the kind of service you get from NCL. All of our food was fantastic (and yes, we did the whole soup, salad, entree, dessert thing). For dessert we had the chocolate fondue. Very good, but the fruit tray (an emptied out pineapple) was more melon than anything else. Gestured the waiter over because I don't particularly like melon, in five minutes we had a brand new pineapple tray filled with pineapple, strawberries, and banana.
Moderno Churrascaria - You better like meat! This place is definitely for the carnivores in the family. After sitting down, you get the menu of meats... You don't order, that is simply what you'll see over the course of dinner. Take your salad plate up, browse the appetizer bar, or sit back and wait for the food to come. The salad bar was quite good, with three different leafy salad options, about six prepared salads, and a nice selection of cheeses, sliced meats, stuffed and marinated options. You're also brought a selection of four side dishes (baked beans, mashed potatoes, rice, and fried plantain). Then the meat starts coming to your table. Don't want a particular type, just say so. Want two or three pieces of a particular type, tell them. The meat cycles past you from lightest (chicken) to darkest (really amazing roast beef) and then you get some grilled pineapple. Just when you think you're stuffed, the waiter comes back and asks if you want to start over. Yes, you can keep eating until you have to be wheeled out... all meat. Or, you can give in gracefully and have dessert. I recommend the dessert as the sample platter was excellent!
Cagneys - Traditional steakhouse. If you can get a steak in the free dining room, why go to Cagneys? Because the steak in the free dining rooms is the kind you buy at the grocery store... and the steak at Cagney's is the kind that some foodie stands over salivating while it's hand-selected for three times the price. It was melt-in-your mouth delicious. I probably could have cut my steak by simply waving my fork at it, it was literally that tender. Indulge, go the whole four courses way (we did). Or, eat your steak and order another one. Even in the specialty cover charge places, don't like it? Send it back. Still hungry? Order another. The portions were larger at Cagney's, but we were asked several times if we wanted anything else.
Water, Tea (this is not brewed, it is mixed like a Nestea concentrate), regular Coffee are included. If you have religious limitations, this is going to get a little irritating. Drink water and carry a beverage mix like Mio in your purse. Or, for those who can't live without their soda, buy the soda package. Or, buy the occasional soda... it's only $1.95 each. (For the soda package, it comes with a mug that you HAVE to carry. For a child, don't buy it unless they will drink at least 2 sodas a day. For an adult, not unless it's 3 sodas a day.) We did not pay for the package, we stuck to water and tea. The tea is not sweet, but you have three options for artificial sweetener (blue, pink, yellow) and two options for regular sugar (white and brown).
Espresso beverages - These cost extra, but they are occasionally worth it. Craving a capuccino? I bet the last one you bought in the States cost more than $2.75 for a Venti version... For the European guests, the prices seem ridiculously low. It's all Lavazza espresso products, so if you don't like strong Italian coffee, stick to the free stuff. Speaking of the free coffee, there is a coffee station in the atrium in front of the Aloha bar that is open 24/7. Walk up, get a coffee. The quality does depend on who brewed it, but that's true no matter where you get your coffee at home or at sea.
We heard a lot of people complaining about the price of the alcohol. Here's a few tricks...
Play the games - every time a couple, individual, family participated? They walked away with a free bottle of champagne. Need some glasses to drink it? Call your steward, he'll bring them and you've scored free alcohol for about thirty minutes of work.
Go to the art auctions - In the first fifteen minutes of the art auctions (and there were three of them that I noticed) the servers will walk around and hand out a glass of champagne to every adult in attendance. Leave after you have your glass if you have no interest in art.
Cocktails - read your freestyle daily newsletter! There is always a drink special on cocktails, usually for less than $5 per glass. (Ask what the souvenir glass is before you order a cocktail in it... Usually it's some plastic throwaway, but the Rebellious Fish comes in a glass fishbowl and it's kindof neat! But, if you get souvenir glass, take it with you.. YOU PAID FOR IT!) By the pool, there were frequent Margarita specials ranging from $3.95 to $5.95. These are not small drinks and perhaps seem weak to someone who drinks a lot... My husband and I would have 1 and be pleasantly buzzed. Two and I'm ditching the heels... Three? Why would I want to be hungover on my vacation?
Beer - The whole cruise a "buy 5 get #6 free" special was running on buckets of beer. Yes, it was a bucket. You paid for 5, they gave you a bucket, with ice and six beers in it. We don't drink beer usually. My husband ordered a Sam Adams one night and it cost $4.50. For $4.50 I could get the special cocktail of the day. If you are a heavy beer drinker, you are going to have a huge tab to pay at the end of the cruise.
Wine - At embarkation, you can buy a wine package. Get 20% off five bottles, get a sixth bottle free. No, they don't give you the bottles right there. You get a chit that identifies your room number. When you want a bottle, you give that chit to the server and tell them which bottle. They bring it to you and open it. You can finish it at the restaurant, or take the open bottle back to your room. Any bottles you don't drink on the cruise? You pick it up at the end and take them home with you. I suggest carrying a bottle padding product in your suitcase (something like 'Wine Diapers') to make sure those bottles get home safely without soaking everything you own when the luggage handlers at the airport get a little rough.
Things To Do -
If you are bored, you are not trying hard enough (or just not reading the daily schedule). For us, it was always a case of "which do we want do more" because things we were interested in kept overlapping.
Excursions -
If you are nervous about being in a destination, take an excursion. Let NCL worry about where you go, how you get there, whether you get back to the ship on time. GET BACK TO THE SHIP ON TIME! The ship will leave you. Plan to be back about 30 minutes before required, but if you're on an excursion, that's the guides' problem. NCL is not going to leave their own excursions behind.
However, if you don't like being treated like cattle or trying to keep up with a guide in a crowded area, do the ports on your own. The excursions tend to be crowded, they go to crowded places, and there will always be the slow person in the group that everyone else is waiting on. Read the warnings on the excursion description. If you can't do stairs, don't take the trip with a listed 200 stairs. There is not always an elevator...
Also, excursions can all be booked and paid for in advance through the myNCL login... This does two things, it guarantees your spot if you definitely want to see a particular site. And, it keeps you from getting a big bill at the end of the cruise!
Talks/Activities -
Want to learn about art, casino games, authors, ports, cruises, etc? Read the schedule, there will be a talk about it at some point. There will be games (for families, for couples, for kids, for singles, etc), just go watch or play. There will be art auctions, karoake contests, dance lessons, etc. Keep busy, if you want, but don't complain there is nothing to do.
Leisure Spaces -
We had our choice of a card room, library, quiet areas, and two pools. I never saw the card room or library crowded. I didn't seek out the quiet rooms or the conference rooms because I had my stateroom for that (see above section about choosing your stateroom).
The pools were very nice... You have a kids pool on the Jade, complete with water slide and two hottubs. We saw maybe ten kids the whole trip, but never really went near the kids areas because we had none with us. There was also an adults pool (and, yes, it was enforced) with separate pre/post shower and two hottubs. Yes, the pools are salt. Use the post shower or this will dry your skin out like crazy. The adult hottubs are crowded. Use the ones at the kids pool or get to know your fellow cruisers. And despite the posted signs about no food or drink at the hottubs, the waiters will serve you drinks there anyway. Usually with a laminated printout showing the really low-priced special of the day.
Entertainment -
We are not 'go to the show every night' people. There was a show every night, usually twice a night, and it was typically different every night with one exception. Look at the show information in your newsletter, decide if you want to see it. If you want show tunes, there will be a show. If you want country music, there will be a show. There are many different options. They are also relatively short, about 45 minutes, so you aren't giving up your whole evening to do so.
The one show we did see was Elements, a quasi Cirque de Soleil option. IT WAS MAGNIFICENT!! If you like that type of show, I highly recommend this one.
Casino -
Yes, there is a casino on the ship. This is where you will find the ATM for people who don't want to pay the ship's currency conversion rate. You will see all sorts in the casino, the rabid slot players, the high rollers, the casual players, etc. They had tournaments for Texas Hold-Em and Blackjack and several other activities. I suggest the "Learn the Casino Games" activity... Show up, drink their free Rum Punches, let them tell you how all the different table games work. Play if you want to, but don't play more than you can afford. It's possible to break even in the casino, we did. We also met people who lost thousands. Determine your own risk tolerance or avoid the place like crazy. Smoking is allowed in the casino and if you don't smoke, you will need a shower when you leave. Except for the activities with free drinks, alcohol will always be charged in the casino.
IF THEY ASK TO SCAN YOUR CARD, YOU ARE PROBABLY BEING CHARGED!!! If you don't know why they need to see your card, ask! Occasionally, it's nothing. In the dining rooms, they scan your card to track guest traffic.
Spa -
Yes, there is a (rather nice) spa on the ship. In the Jade, the Spa is on the top floor at the front of the ship. This means you can feel a lot of the ship's movement. They offer everything from hair and nail services to massages and non-invasive beauty treatments. Not sure I'd trust someone to stick acupuncture needles in me on a rough sea day, but since I never asked they may not even offer that on a rough sea day.
The one bad experience I had was with the spa. On a sea day, my husband and I took the Behind the Scenes ship tour ($55 per person, slightly overpriced. Glad we did it, but won't do it on any future ship) and wanted to schedule a massage for after. Spa lady wanted to schedule us for the same time and got a little snotty when I insisted I had a tour at that time because "We're at sea, Ma'am, that isn't possible." I mostly laughed it off, but I could have gotten her name and complained to Guest Services.
Overall, the Jade has a wonderful staff with great attitudes. The ship is clean and busily decorated but still beautiful. It's just small enough to feel comfortable and large enough to give us so many, many options. It was a great first-time cruising ship and we've already booked our next cruise with NCL.
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However, it appears that NCL is no longer offering the Delphi tour. I can no longer find the listing on their website, though it may reappear in the future.
City TourWe tendered to shore in Dubrovnik. If you don't like rough seas, avoid the tenders. They are small boats and toss around. If you want to know the local history, take an excursion. Otherwise, Dubrovnik is the ideal port to explore on your own. The old city is contained, small, easily traversed, and the NCL tent is bright blue/green and sticks out for easy finding when it's time to go back.View All 89 City Tour Reviews
Archaeological Site of EphesusEphesus is hugely crowded, but if you like Roman ruins it's a great stop. We were very certain to take an excursion in Turkey because we were hesitant about traveling to the country. That's a personal decision for each traveler, but I did notice that the excursions were much more full at that stop.View All 52 Archaeological Site of Ephesus Reviews
Krka National ParkI highly recommend a trip to Krka National Park if you're tired of cities and history and just want some nature. It's a beautiful collection of waterfalls and well worth the hour's drive to get there. However, Split is yet another truly easy to explore on your own port... The tenders dock right at the old town area and there was plenty to see in the city.View All 14 Krka National Park Reviews
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This publication is the final text of the United Nations Convention to Combat Desertification in Those Countries Experiencing Serious Drought and/or Desertification, Particularly in Africa, following completion of the verification processes as requested by the INCD upon adoption of the Convention at its fifth session, on 17 June 1994.
The objective of this Convention is to combat desertification and mitigate the effects of drought in countries experiencing serious drought and/or desertification, particularly in Africa, through effective action at all levels, supported by international cooperation and partnership arrangements, in the framework of an integrated approach which is consistent with Agenda 21, with a view to contributing to the achievement of sustainable development in affected areas. Achieving this objective will involve long-term integrated strategies that focus simultaneously, in affected areas, on improved productivity of land, and the rehabilitation, conservation and sustainable management of land and water resources, leading to improved living conditions, in particular at the community level.
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Methods of ISC_SERVICE_HANDLE
The service handle, ISC_SERVICE_HANDLE, is implemented in the communications driver. Services are returned to the Siebel client in response to a call for the driver handle method RequestService. The service handle methods are called in order to communicate with the communications system—for example, to send commands and associated data. See RequestService.
When a call to a service handle method is successful, it returns 0 (zero). ISC_RESULT represents the API result type defined for the Siebel Adaptive Communications API.
When a call to a service method fails, the communications driver can call the client handle method HandleError to pass error data. See HandleError.
ISCAPI ISC_RESULT AcceptWorkItem
ISCAPI ISC_RESULT HandleQueuedWorkItem
Invoke a command by name, using parameters. A basic ISC_SERVICE_HANDLE implementation should include at least the InvokeCommand method, in order to invoke named commands.
When this method is called, a command is invoked that is to be executed—for example, placing a call, transferring a call, or setting the Not Ready state. Most commands, but not all, are passed from the communications driver to the communications system.
ISCAPI ISC_RESULT InvokeCommand
Invoke a command by type, using parameters. The command type is represented by the value of the SCCommandTypeEx constant. You can use this method to invoke commands on an email server or CTI middleware server. The data structure ISC_KVParamList specifies the appropriate predefined parameters, according to the command type. For more information, see SCCommandTypeEx. See also the description for InvokeCommand.
ISCAPI ISC_RESULT InvokeCommandEx
Notify the communications driver that the Siebel client has finished handling the event that was sent by the communications driver to the Siebel client using a call for the client handle method HandleEvent. See HandleEvent.
ISCAPI ISC_RESULT NotifyEventHandlingFinished
Release the service handle that was created using RequestService, and free resources. No subsequent calls to the driver handle will be made. The driver should in turn make no further calls to the client handle.
NOTE: ReleaseISCServiceInstance is the last communication between the Communications Session Manager and the communications driver. After calling this function, Communications Session Manager will no longer call the driver, and the driver should no longer call back to Siebel—because the communications client and the client handle will no longer exist.
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ISCAPI ISC_RESULT ReleaseWorkItem
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text: The only reason the real wage and salary growth has improved at all this year (a real growth rate of 1.1%) is because inflation has been declining since January as TrimTabs' Madeline Schnapp notes specifically "the price of gasoline has dropped sixty cents a gallon since April giving consumers about $60 billion in extra cash to save or spend". While good news, it is hardly sustainable and acts as a much weaker boost to the economy where balance sheets are still crammed with trillions of dollars of mal-investments left from the real estate bubble that have not been marked-to-market. These non-performing assets are like a ball-and-chain around the neck of the economy and the quicker they are liquidated the quicker the economy can get back on its feet. Schnapp sees lower job growth than consensus for June and while her pre-July-4th ebullience is clear, her less-than-sanguine view on the economy and the "purging of mal-investments - destroying wealth and contracting credit" means wage-and-salary growth will be anemic at best.


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"So go and tell all your friends that I'm a failure underneath
If it makes you feel like a bigger man
But it's my heart, my life that you're calling a lie
I've played this game before
And I can't take anymore
I feel it coming over me
I'm still a slave to these dreams
Is this the end of everything?
Or just a new way to bleed?"
New Way to Bleed, Evanescence
July 13, 2008
Even though he'd closed the file, Hotch couldn't get the image of the dead child out of his mind.
None of them could, least of all JJ, who, despite being the most hormonally stable pregnant women he'd ever encountered, still became a bit emotional when children were hurt. She was standing in the corner of the conference room now, speaking on the phone, as the others assembled around the table. His team already looked exhausted.
The killer, or killers as he was suspecting, had executed two families two nights ago, and burnt the houses down. Only one couple had a child, but it was still a tragedy that even one kid had to die. Hotch knew it would be difficult for the team to study the child's death.
Something was telling him that there was more to this case than he was seeing. It made him uncomfortable. A sense of deep foreboding had hit him as soon as JJ handed him the file. This was one of those cases that would irrevocably change his team. He wasn't sure how, but by the time they caught the killer, his team would be changed.
He hated those cases.
JJ hung up the phone, and walked toward him, her jaw tense. "That was security at the front desk. An SIS agent is here to see us, and refuses to leave until he does. I told them to send him up." She sighed. "I'll deal with him, you work on the case."
Hotch frowned. "It's alright, I'll deal with this. Part of my job description."
Frankly, part of him just wanted her to sit for a minute. Even at 26 weeks and counting, JJ hadn't slowed down one bit. She opened her mouth, but a knock interrupted before she could speak, and a man opened the door and stepped inside. He had a stack of folders in his hand.
"SSA Hotchner?" He asked.
"Clyde Easter, SIS. I think I may have some information on your current case."
Brow furrowed and frown set, Hotch gestured the man to the table. "We're listening."
The other man looked almost relieved. He nodded and sat beside Garcia, who pursed her lips in a flirty smile. Easter swallowed and looked away from him, dropping one of the files on the table.
"Tsia Mosely and Ben Correlli. He killed them three days ago, before your cases. I believe you have both of the families killed in Washington, Ron and Laura Cosenza, their son, and Frank and Kerry Fagan?"
"Yes, he killed them the same night," Hotch said.
Easter nodded. "Sean McCallister, his wife and their child. Executed in Brussels, Belgium last week. Jeremy Wolffe, killed in Paris three weeks ago." Two more folders hit the table.
"Do these people have a connection to Clear Water Securities?" Rossi asked, studying the Mosely file.
"They were spies from various government agencies, working on the same target as CWS."
"Ian Doyle." Morgan said.
"Yes, a team of five was created under Interpol to bring him down. They succeeded, and up until six weeks ago, he was in prison because of that team. As you can imagine, he's rather pissed now that he's out." Easter kept his face blank. Too blank for Hotch's comfort.
"We've only got four people here, who's the fifth team member?" He asked.
"Actually, you only have three. Correlli wasn't part of the team." He cleared his throat. "I lead the team."
"And the fifth?" Rossi repeated.
"The last folder," Reid guessed, nodding at it.
A guard seemed to fall instantly over the Easter's eyes, and he dropped contact with all of them. "I have no proof, but I believe he's also responsible for her death."
The file only made a soft slap when it hit the pile, but it may have been a stack of bricks for the weight it seemed to carry with it. Easter appeared to be struggling, as if this one was particularly painful for him.
It was Morgan who reached for the file, flipping it open. He flipped through it, and suddenly frowned, letting a page drop rapidly. "This says she's missing, not dead."
"Only because we never found a body. She disappeared in September 2004, two months after Doyle was arrested. Interpol, SIS, CIA, and even a small group of FBI agents spent months searching for her. We believe that one of Doyle's associates, Liam O'Connor, found out who she was, tracked her down, and executed her. He was very loyal to Doyle, and never trusted her."
"Who is this woman?" JJ asked, air of impatience in her voice.
"Emily Prentiss—"
"What?" Hotch abruptly cut him off, to wide-eyed looks from his team. "Ambassador Prentiss's daughter?"
"Yes." Easter, unlike the others, didn't seem surprised.
"How did she get mixed up with someone like Ian Doyle?" Surely she was no longer the rebellious college student who had no interest in authority, but he'd imagined she'd have been a socialite by now. Or a politician.
"She was CIA, part of the Interpol team I led. We put her undercover." Again Easter looked away, and his body grew tense. "She's the reason we were able to arrest Doyle."
"Hotch, how do you know this woman?" Of course, Dave was the only one brave enough to ask him.
"I know her mother, the Ambassador's security detail was my first leadership assignment. I only spoke to her daughter once. I called her to ask about a friend she had in Egypt. She told me to suck it, and then hung up." He almost smiled at the memory. That had been as interesting as that detail got.
Easter did smile, but it was restrained, almost like it hurt. "That certainly sounds like Emily."
"What was her role undercover?" Reid brought them back to the issue at hand.
"At first business colleague, she was an arms dealer, then she became his lover, and at some point, the stupid bastard actually fell in love with her. We put her under as a love interest, but…" He shook his head.
"Is there anyway he or his people could have found out her real identity?" Morgan asked, still studying the file.
"Back then, no. We were very careful, and after we pulled her out, Tsia and Jeremy arranged the death of Lauren Reynolds, her cover ID." He sighed then.
Reid was frowning. "You said "back then", has something changed now?"
"Well clearly someone betrayed my team. They're all dead."
"Except you," Rossi noted.
"I didn't betray my team."
"But you know who did," Hotch said. "Otherwise, you'd be just as interested in finding them as you are in finding Doyle."
Easter just nodded.
"You mind sharing with the rest of us?" Rossi asked.
"Jeremy Wolff."
Something wasn't fitting for Hotch. Easter shouldn't be at the FBI feeding them information. Spies don't work that way. He focused his stern glare on the Brit. "why are revealing so much classified information? And, why aren't your people, or Interpol or CIA involved in this investigation? Why haven't they taken it out of our hands?"
Easter smirked. "Scrambling to clean up this problem would involve admitting they were involved in it. And I'm the only one left, it isn't like they have much to lose."
"Why haven't they given you a security detail?" Morgan asked.
Easter looked away then, and when he looked back, his eyes were guarded again. "After she disappeared I became hell-bent on finding her, even after they all dropped the investigation, I kept searching…I suppose I became something of a pain in the ass. They aren't exactly fond of me anymore."
"So, you came to us for help."
"I can look out for myself. But…I promised her that no one would harm her." He focused intently on Morgan then. "I want to put a bullet in Doyle's forehead."
Morgan nodded solemnly, and Hotch could only assume he was thinking of his own undercover work. It was one of many things that the younger man rarely spoke about or even mentioned in passing.
"We arrest criminals, Mr. Easter. We don't execute them," he said.
"You can't capture this man, Agent Hotchner. He'll get free of your prisons as easily as he did the North Korean prison. Then he will start killing again. Execution is the only way to stop him."
Rossi held up his hands then. "How about we save discussing appropriate punishment for when we actually have him?"
Hotch's gaze didn't waver from the staring contest he had with Easter. After several minutes he finally broke it and looked at his team. "Alright, the first thing we need to do is account for everyone from your team, Agent Easter, and the team of private contractors."
Easter scoffed. "Well that's easy. My team is dead."
"Except for maybe her." Morgan waved the file on Emily Prentiss.
"I wouldn't hold your breath, Agent…And as for the private contractors, I'm not certain, we didn't really work with them. The only reason I know about them now is because I've been annoyingly persistent with my CIA contacts."
"Can you contact them now, get information on these people? We need to know if there's anyone left to protect."
"I've already contacted them; they know what's going on. They insisted their remaining people have been contacted and sent underground," he said.
Hotch nodded. "Garcia get as much background on all of these people as you can, but focus mostly on Doyle and his contacts. Dave head to the first crime scene, Reid and I will go to the second, and JJ, I need you working your contacts. We don't have much time before the next murder or Doyle disappearing, so let's work fast."
The others nodded and began to break up and head off to where they were needed. Morgan looked puzzled. "Uh, Hotch?"
"My office," he said. Then added as an afterthought. "Bring that file."
The other man's eyebrows hit his hairline, but he nodded anyway, and followed Hotch to his office.
"So, what's going on?" He asked.
Hotch nodded to the file. "I want you to profile her."
"This Emily Prentiss woman?"
"Yes. You've done undercover work, you can get into her head."
"Okay, but…why?"
"This disappearance…Easter's convinced she's dead, but that isn't the only possibility."
"You think she what? Ran away?" Morgan cinched his eyebrows skeptically.
Hotch cleared his throat. "I don't know, but I would like a picture of her state of mind after Doyle was arrested. Borrow Garcia if you need more background…and make sure to question Easter. I want to know the state of their relationship as well."
"Yeah, I got the feeling there was more to what he was saying too."
Hotch nodded. There was more to all of this than they knew right now. He sensed it the same way he'd sensed the scope of this case. That, he realized, had just become very real.
Doyle was going after the people responsible for putting him away; he may decide to go after the people trying to catch him now.
Morgan was pretty impressed with Emily Prentiss. Clyde Easter, he was much less impressed with so far. The man was carrying around a mountain of guilt.
Easter sat impatiently in the conference room, looking about ready to jump out of his skin. But Morgan supposed having a psychopath after you would do that. He also suspected that part of it was a desire for revenge.
"So tell me about her," he began.
Easter smirked. "There's so much to tell. Why don't you go first, let's see how good you people really are."
Morgan nodded. "Okay." He closed the file, and clasped his hands on top of the folder.
"Fluent in seven languages, top of her class at both Yale and Georgetown, where she got a BA in linguistics from the former, and MA in Psychology from the latter. Recruited to the CIA straight out of grad school at 24. Most of her file is blacked out, but she was clearly talented enough to be picked for your team, and there was a post-it in the file that said she received the Medal of Bravery. I assume you wrote that."
Easter didn't react, just continued watching Morgan, his smirk slowly beginning to fail.
Morgan sighed and pressed on. "Before college, it was much of the same. She'd attended no fewer than seven schools, and had only tutors at times, but she managed to keep straight-As, even in AP courses. Funny thing is, she had a bad habit of cutting class and at least one concerned school counselor. Clearly she went through a punk phase." He held up the yearbook photo Garcia tracked down. "I'm thinking she was a groupie for The Cure."
"Is that supposed to shock me?"
Morgan shook his head. "No, just an observation. See at first, I was thinking typical Type-A overachiever. Except, if that was the case, she'd have gone to class religiously. That was part of the need for control, and she wouldn't have gone for the punk look. Overachievers tend to be straight-laced. No, I think it was something else."
"Oh please, don't make me wait."
He snorted, and pressed on. "It was just all too easy for her. Highly intelligent, easily bored, and prone to impulsivity, that was evident in her youth. The picture that eventually developed for me though, was of a woman who had serious difficulty with relationships and emotional intimacy, was extremely guarded, and maybe even a little paranoid."
When Clyde didn't speak, Morgan continued, holding up the Interpol ID photo. "Emily Prentiss was a brilliant woman, who trusted very, very few people, and let even fewer get close."
"Not bad, Agent. But you forgot her chameleon-like ability to become anyone she needed to be."
Morgan shook his head. "No, I didn't. If you become whoever people want you to be, you never really have to let them get close…" He sighed. "But, what I want to know, is what it is you're hiding."
"I suppose it wouldn't matter if I said I wasn't hiding anything?"
"I'm guessing you had a relationship with her. How far did it go? We you lovers?"
Easter's whole face was tense, lips pressed together so hard it must have hurt.
"That's it isn't it? You sent your lover to go fuck a terrorist for a profile, and it messed with her head didn't it?" The other man didn't respond. "When she came out, she wasn't the same person, was she? She was even more distant, even more paranoid. You felt like you didn't know her anymore. This thing…it broke her."
Easter slammed a hand down on the table, but then quickly calmed himself. "You are both accurate and completely inaccurate."
"So…set me straight." He held up his empty hands in invitation.
Tension made Easter body tight, the veins in his neck bulging. He wagged a finger at Morgan. "One thing I will set you straight on, we weren't lovers. We were close, had each other's backs for a while, and in the months before she went undercover on Doyle, we began getting even closer. But neither of us wanted to go that far, we stayed friends."
"But when the assignment ended, she was different," Morgan said.
"Yes, she was." He sighed. "She was…conflicted. I think she cared for him, but it was more than that, like you said."
"She was distant from you, and paranoid."
"Very much, and not only with me, Sean, Tsia and Jeremy as well."
"Then one day she was gone."
Easter froze, studied him, and his eyes narrowed. "If you're suggesting she ran away, you're mistaken. She had no reason to do so."
Morgan shook his head. He knew what uncover work was like, how it could mess with your head, and how when you came out of a long assignment, you weren't quite sure who you really were. He remembered how disconnected he'd felt, and how the paranoia and nightmares the first month out had nearly broken him. It's possible Emily Prentiss was dead, but felt it was equally possible that she'd just had enough and left.
It should have been less surprising for him then, when there was a knock at the door, and a woman he'd only seen in pictures walked into the room.
So, this is the last of the requests I got for Doyle/Prentiss fics. Finally, finally. The rest of the chapters will be a bit shorter, but there will be at least double the four chapters I had estimated on my profile. I don't imagine anyone is actually disappointed by that. :)
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Watched Poison in the Nail first. I saved the best for the last Anyways, coming to the episode, it was from the Anushka era, when cases were still pretty interesting. Nice to see the smooth transition of the crime, from a murder to something more sensitive. In fact, this is the first time that CID every handled sensitive material. I liked how ACP Sir also looked for clues along with the team, and you know, even though he is superior to all, he is still doing work along with them. Maintains that unity and doesn't make viewers conscious of this disparity in rank. One negative thing is that this is the time when multiple murders started on CID. But of course, the reason was clear, unlike nowadays. Part 2 started very mysteriously, engaging the audience completely. None of the team members taunted the forensics unlike today, which created a sense of unity. Another blunder was the girl remember Raj's bike number by heart Lastly, and most importantly, lots and lots of duo! I love this case because of overdose of duo! The last scene was fabulous, with the case giving a real, social message! I love episodes like this! All in all, a very good case!
Now let's get to the real stuff Lights, camera, action right from the first scene! The storywriters really knew how to get the audience hooked to the show. The showing of the occurrences in Abhijit Sir's dream created that hook. Then I liked how ACP and Daya Sir narrated the happenings to Jayant, it was a very different kind of flashback. Now, one thing I didn't like is how they depicted responsible CID officers that way, not just Abhijit Sir, but Daya Sir. Pretending to drink and smoke, and actually drinking and smoking are 2 different things, and they were doing the latter. Well, maybe they weren't drinking, but nonetheless they were smoking. But I do understand the storywriter's argument for making things more realistic. But still, it is Abhijit and Daya Sir's out there. Anyways, back then no one had that affection for them, but now it just hurts watching them do that. The following scenes were very pitiful to watch I'll come back to this later. Back in the day, the locations were so realistic! A 'coal miner' wouldn't have a huge bungalow like nowadays, just a modest one-room apartment. The episode by itself was quite fast-paced and full of action, kept the adrenalin rushing!
Coming to the whole Senior Inspector Abhijit, I cannot begin to describe the work Aditya Srivastava ji has done! Really, you see all these six-packed actors doing rona-dhona and you just shake your head! Aditya Srivastava brought acting to an entirely new level! The genuinity of the expressions, the frustration, the quick minded thinking, the swiftness, the aggression were out of this world! Mindblowing, hats off! The way he tricks that Raghu into telling the location of bomb is ingenious! Then, the way he risks his life in keeping the bomb from exploding is really…IDK how to describe it…heroic is too little of a word. I think after Abhijit Sir, ACP Sir really shined too, we see the calm, and lead-by-example ACP. His involvement is really really invigorating, and he is not just standing there shaking his fingers saying 'Kuch toh gadbad hain'…very very enjoyable episode! Top class, easily one of the best episodes of CID, for more reasons than 1!
I think this pretty much was the highlight of the episode(courtesy of Debashree di):
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A big to Visrom Di for making my evening so exciting!
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Many times when we get a chance to work on a small project, one thing we intend to do is to put all java files into one single directory. It is quick, easy and harmless. However if our small project gets bigger, and the number of files is increasing, putting all these files into the same directory would be a nightmare for us. In java we can avoid this sort of problem by using Packages.
Packages are nothing more than the way we organize files into different directories according to their functionality, usability as well as category they should belong to. An obvious example of packaging is the JDK package from SUN (java.xxx.yyy) as shown below:
Figure 1. Basic structure of JDK package
Basically, files in one directory (or package) would have different functionality from those of another directory. For example, files in java.io package do something related to I/O, but files in java.net package give us the way to deal with the Network. In GUI applications, it's quite common for us to see a directory with a name "ui" (user interface), meaning that this directory keeps files related to the presentation part of the application. On the other hand, we would see a directory called "engine", which stores all files related to the core functionality of the application instead.
Packaging also help us to avoid class name collision when we use the same class name as that of others.
For example, if we have a class name called "
Suppose we have a file called
// only comment can be here package world; public class HelloWorld { public static void main(String[] args) { System.out.println("Hello World"); } }
One thing you must do after creating a package for the class is to create
nested subdirectories to represent package hierachy of the class.
In our case, we have the
Figure 2. HelloWorld in world package (C:\world\HelloWorld.java)
That's it!!! Right now we have
From figure 2 we put the package
We set theset CLASSPATH=.;C:\;
CLASSPATH to point to 2 places, . (dot) and C:\ directory.
Note: If you used to play around with DOS or UNIX, you may be familiar with . (dot) and .. (dot dot). We use . as an alias for the current directory and .. for the parent directory. In our
CLASSPATH we include this . for convenient reason. Java
will find our class file not only from C: directory but from the current directory as well. Also, we use ; (semicolon) to separate the directory location in
case we keep class files in many places.
When compiling
If you try to run thisC:\world\javac HelloWorld.java
HelloWorld using
java HelloWorld, you will get the following error:
The reason is right now theC:\world>java HelloWorld Exception in thread "main" java.lang.NoClassDefFoundError: HelloWorld (wrong name: world/HelloWorld) at java.lang.ClassLoader.defineClass0(Native Method) at java.lang.ClassLoader.defineClass(ClassLoader.java:442) at java.security.SecureClassLoader.defineClass(SecureClassLoader.java:101) at java.net.URLClassLoader.defineClass(URLClassLoader.java:248) at java.net.URLClassLoader.access$1(URLClassLoader.java:216) at java.net.URLClassLoader$1.run(URLClassLoader.java:197) at java.security.AccessController.doPrivileged(Native Method) at java.net.URLClassLoader.findClass(URLClassLoader.java:191) at java.lang.ClassLoader.loadClass(ClassLoader.java:290) at sun.misc.Launcher$AppClassLoader.loadClass(Launcher.java:286) at java.lang.ClassLoader.loadClass(ClassLoader.java:247)
HelloWorld class belongs to the package
If we want to run it, we have to tell JVM about its fully-qualified class name
(world.HelloWorld) instead of its plain class name
Note: fully-qualified class name is the name of the java class that includes its package nameC:\world>java world.HelloWorld C:\world>Hello World
To make this example more understandable, let's put the
Figure 3. HelloWorld class (in world package) under myclasses directory
We just changed the location of the package from C:\world\HelloWorld.java to C:\myclasses\world\HelloWorld.java.
Thus, Java will look for java classes from the current directory and C:\myclasses directory instead.set CLASSPATH=.;C:\myclasses;
Someone may ask "Do we have to run the
C:\>set CLASSPATH=.;C:\; C:\>set CLASSPATH // see what we have in CLSSPATH CLASSPATH=.;C:\; C:\>cd world C:\world>java world.HelloWorld Hello World C:\world>cd .. C:\>java world.HelloWorld Hello World
package world.moon; public class HelloMoon { private String holeName = "rabbit hole"; public getHoleName() { return hole; } public setHole(String holeName) { this.holeName = holeName; } }
If we store the package
Figure 4. HelloMoon in world.moon package
Although we add a subpackage under package world, we still don't have to change anything in our
How to use packageThere are 2 ways in order to use the public classes stored in package.
1. Declare the fully-qualified class name. For example,
2) Use an "... world.HelloWorld helloWorld = new world.HelloWorld(); world.moon.HelloMoon helloMoon = new world.moon.HelloMoon(); String holeName = helloMoon.getHoleName(); ...
import" keyword:
import world.*; // we can call any public classes inside the world package import world.moon.*; // we can call any public classes inside the world.moon package import java.util.*; // import all public classes from java.util package import java.util.Hashtable; // import only Hashtable class (not all classes in java.util package)
Thus, the code that we use to call the HelloWorld and HelloMoon class should beNote that we can call public classes stored in the package level we do the import only. We can't use any classes that belong to the subpackage of the package we import. For example, if we import package... HelloWorld helloWorld = new HelloWorld(); // don't have to explicitly specify world.HelloWorld anymore HelloMoon helloMoon = new HelloMoon(); // don't have to explicitly specify world.moon.HelloMoon anymore ...
world, we can use only the
HelloWorld class, but not the
HelloMoon class.
Using classes stored in jar fileJar files are the place where we put a lot of files to be together. We compress these files and make them as a single bundle. Jar files may also include directories, subdirectories to represent class and package hierachy. Normally, we can see what is inside a jar file by using the command
jar -tvf fileName.jar as shown in Figure 5:
Figure 5. JSDK package viewed by jar -tvf jsdk.jar command
From figure 5 we see that there is a class called
import javax.servlet.http.Cookie; // import only Cookie class or import javax.servlet.http.*; // import the whole javax.servlet.http package
But we have to include this package in the
Note that if the package is stored inside a jar file, we have to include the jar file with its extension (.jar) in theset CLASSPATH=.;D:\JSDK2.0\lib\jsdk.jar;
CLASSPATH. However, if the package is a plain directory, we just put the name of
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The "Roar" hit maker and Diplo (whose real name is Thomas Wesley Pentz) have been friends for a long time. But according to onlookers, the pair appeared to be much more than good friends when they were spotted flirting and really enjoying each other's company at the Jeremy Scott and Adidas party during the Coachella music festival on Saturday.
According to Radar Online, Diplo "was hanging out with Katy pretty much the whole night."
Of course, the pair have been really good friends, and they also collaborate on music together, but an eyewitness revealed to the site that, "It definitely looked like more than than that! At one point he even had his arms around her."
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My shoeboxes are hopelessly muddled, too...but I will love them forever! Robert Clark Lancaster, PA ----- Original Message ----- From: "G Hopkinson" <email@example.com> To: "'Leica Users Group'" <email@example.com> Sent: Monday, August 14, 2006 5:44 PM Subject: RE: [Leica] PAW from the Analog Trashheap > Doug has articulated the most important issue. > That's the fundamental shift that has happened after capture. > Family photographers with a little digital P&S may well take a lot of > photos > at Auntie Mabel's wedding, but may only get prints made of a few. > > Print those digital files as well as archive the files. > > Cheers > Hoppy > Owner of a thousand shoeboxes, most of which are hopelessly muddled. > > -----Original Message----- > From: firstname.lastname@example.com > [mailto:firstname.lastname@example.com] On Behalf Of > Douglas Herr > Sent: Tuesday, 15 August 2006 03:07 > To: Leica Users Group > Subject: Re: [Leica] PAW from the Analog Trashheap > > Phil Swango wrote: > >>Jim Shulman wrote: >>>My biggest complaint about digital imaging is that we will likely lose >>>the >>>"shoebox" to the ages--no tangible receptacle, like an old shoebox, for >>>prints or negatives. What's the likelihood that ephemeral digital images >>>will survive? Not bloody likely, unless you're a computer expert like >>Brian >>>and copy all your work regularly. >> >>You are so right. Last week someone in my family drug out a box of oldies >>and we passed them around over dinner. What a great experience for my >>daughter and the rest of us. How many stories came to mind. How many >>memories awakened. Copying all your files to storage won't even begin to >>fill the role of a few drugstore snaps passed around the table. Pictures >>you can hold in your hand and whose physical condition bears witness to >>the >>passing of time. > > A dissenting viewpoint - we don't pass negatives around, and many people > are > as careless with film negative storage as with digital. As long as prints > are made from digital negatives with reasonably good technology, i.e., > RA-4 > paper/chem, or archival inks, they'll hold up in a shoebox just as well as > prints from film negatives. > > > Doug Herr > Birdman of Sacramento > http://www.wildlightphoto.com > > _______________________________________________ > Leica Users Group. > See http://leica-users.org/mailman/listinfo/lug for more information > > > > _______________________________________________ > Leica Users Group. > See http://leica-users.org/mailman/listinfo/lug for more information


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The alarm on her phone buzzed, letting her know it was now 2:45PM and her break was officially over. Tanya Nguyen sighed and shut her worn copy of 1001 Nights.
"Of course, just when I get to the good part. Now I know how that king feels," she said to the bright blue cover. It did not matter that she had read the book at least a dozen times before, each time she picked it up she would get lost in the world of powerful jinn, jealous sultans, and enchanted statues her imagination created. She loved all of the characters, but her favorite was Scheherazade, the clever queen who escaped her death by weaving elaborate tales night after night.
Tanya- who was always in the habit of being gentle with books- carefully tucked her novel into her backpack, tied on the crisp white apron that served as her work uniform, and emerged from the break-room into the bustling floor of China Garden Express.
Tanya scanned the room anxiously for a moment, making sure she did not see anyone familiar in her section. The knot in her stomach began to ease when she realized he was not there.
She got back to work: taking orders, delivering them to the cook staff in broken Chinglish, running food back to the customers. She hadn't been working for more than a half hour before her words and motions grew mechanical and her eyes adopted a faraway look.
That childhood skill of being able to forge and populate whole universes of impossibility never left Tanya, despite her being twenty-three.
One moment she would be talking to a customer, assuring them that the peanut sauce on the pad thai was, in fact, made from real peanuts and therefore not advisable for someone with an allergy-and the next moment her thoughts would be eons away from the cramped, poorly lit Chinese restaurant on Avenue A.
"Aiyah! Tanya, wake up girl! Get these wantons to Table Four!" her boss, Mr. Xiang shouted at her, thrusting a plate into her hands.
"Sorry, Mr. Xiang. Won't happen again," she said, giving him an apologetic smile, as she usually did when he admonished her.
"Don't be sorry, just stay awake! Get your feet out of the clouds!"
She turned away from him and began walking to Table Four. Get your feet out of the clouds, she smiled. He always said that to her whenever he could see her getting swept away by the current of her imagination. It was the trail of bread crumbs that never failed to lead her back to reality. Mr. Xiang was a short man with dark skin and wispy silver hair that was as fine a thread. He had been running his restaurant in the East Village for 20 years and has been yelling at Tanya for four of them. But all that time, she never had the heart to tell him that the expression he was looking for was Get your head out of the clouds.
"Well, it's about damn time! The service here is terrible!" declared the sole occupant of Table Four.
Tanya looked up from the plate of fried dumplings in surprise when she realized who she was serving. It was a young woman in her early twenties with skin the color of beach sand and striking dark eyes. She was stylishly dressed, wearing skinny jeans, a beige tunic top over a dark brown turtle-neck, and a peach-colored hijab.
"Oh! Hi, Rani!" Tanya greeted her friend cheerfully.
"Don't 'hi, Rani!' me! I've been waiting here, patiently might I add, for four whole minutes. You just lost your tip, by the way."
Tanya laughed and set the dish down in front of her. She had met Rani in her women's studies class last year when they were assigned a group project, which she and Rani wound up doing despite having two more partners. Rani was pre-law and aspired to become a human rights lawyer so that she could "lock up some evil ullu bastards and make the whole damn world a better place."
Since the restaurant was mostly empty and the dinner crowd wouldn't be there for another hour or so, Tanya decided to steal a few moments to sit down and chat with her friend. It was then that the door swung open and admitted a tall, mocha-skinned man with short, spikey black hair. He strolled in, took his usual seat in Tanya's section, and proceeded to place a couple of hefty-looking textbooks on to the table. Tanya notices that he did not bother glancing at a menu, she guessed he had been here so many times that he knew it more or less by heart.
Rani followed her friend's gaze-or rather, stare- to the man a few tables away.
"Is that the guy you've been telling me about? Bahut sahi! He's like a brown Jake Gyllenhaal! Only his nose is kinda big though…"
"Rani!" Tanya hissed, terrified that he might overhear their conversation.
"Why don't you ask him out?"
"What? No! I can't do that!"
"Why not? You said he comes here practically every day and sits in your section and always tries to talk to you. Clearly he likes you. The food here's not that good."
"My... parents wouldn't like it," she said, vaguely.
"Why? Because he's not Viet? Come on, it's the 21st century, I'm sure they'll come around if you explain— "
"No, I mean…" she broke off. She couldn't explain her parents to Rani. She wouldn't understand. "I just…I really don't want to break their rules."
"Tanya Nguyen, you are twenty-three years old. You are old enough to make your own decisions about who you date. Look, I get that you want to be a good daughter and all, that's cool, I respect that. It's just that everybody at some point is going to disagree with their parents over something, and as an adult you have to decide to do what is best for you. What if this guy is your soul mate or something? Or even if he isn't, what happens if the right guy comes along and mommy and daddy still don't approve?"
Tanya was silent for a moment. What Rani said made sense, it made a lot of sense. And he really did seem to like her, and she really liked him. But she couldn't disobey her parents. Not again. The last time she did—no, it wasn't going to be like last time. That could not happen twice. Maybe she could convince them it was a good idea, and then she wouldn't be disobeying anyone. Her head was spinning, she couldn't deal with this now, she excused herself and said she had to go back to work.
At the end of her shift, she went back to clean Rani's table only to find a note saying: Congrats! You have a hot date tomorrow night with brown Jake Gyllenhaal! (No need to thank me, just make me your maid-of-honor at your wedding and name your first-born after me.) He'll meet you at Il Sogno at 8pm tomorrow. Have fun! Mace him if he touches you! Xxoxx Rani
That night, after getting home from her classes, Tanya's parents greeted her from their usual spots at the kitchen table, right where she had left them that morning. Her parents could not leave the house much anymore, and on the rare occasions that they did, Tanya had to take them and translate what they wanted into English. But they did not seem to mind staying at home, so they spent nearly all of their days resting in their small rent-controlled apartment on the fringes of Chinatown while Tanya went to school and worked. The Nguyen family had a very specific nightly ritual, established back when Tanya was a girl and they all lived in Vietnam. At 9:00 every night, the family gathers at the table for dinner, though Tanya does the cooking now instead of her mother. Then, she makes and drinks green tea with her mother before reading a chapter of her father's favorite book out loud to him. There has not been a deviation from this routine for as long as Tanya can remember. When registering for classes at her college, she always chose early sections, and was careful to never make plans with Rani or her classmates that ran later than 8:45. When she was younger and her aunt and uncle lived with them, her relatives often used to try to bribe her to leave the house around this time with ice cream or other treats, but Tanya always opted to stay inside with her parents.
That night progresses like every other- that is, until it was time for bed. She finished her nightly reading with her father and carefully placed the book beside her on the sofa. Then, she told them about Javier. She told them all she knew about him: he moved to U.S. from San Juan when he was four, his parents and two younger sisters still lived in Jersey, he was a third-year medical student and was hoping to go into pediatrics, he was the first one in his family to attend college and he had received full scholarship when he was an undergrad, his dachshund was named Pico, and that his favorite food in the world was his mother's arroz con dulce. She also told them that she would like their permission to go out with him tomorrow evening.
Tanya's parents were silent for a long time.
"Lánh," Tanya heard her mother address her with her Vietnamese name. "Lánh, you are asking to go out late into the night with some strange boy to do who knows what—'
"It's not late, it'd be at seven and I know him. I know he's not bad intentioned, or else I would not have agreed to—"
"So, you have already said 'yes' without our permission," her father chimed in. "You have already decided to disobey us, and as a courtesy you are letting us know."
"No! It's not like that at all! Ba, let me explain."
"Lánh," her mother spoke with a quiet authority that stopped Tanya from trying to argue further. "Do you not remember what happened when you did not listen to us last time?"
The very marrow in Tanya's bones seemed to freeze at that comment. She could not speak as the memories flashed before her eyes. She started to shake in her seat.
"Do you not remember what your disobedience cost me and your father?"
"Me, please don't. Please. No. I just want… I just want this once to-"
"I know what it is you want. And you know where your father and I stand on the matter. But you are a grown woman now and you can choose. Just remember what happened last time."
And remember she did. She went to bed that night at 11:00, as she usually did, but did not fall asleep until well after three. The night was agonizing. Rani's advice and her mother's warning tumbled over each other repeatedly in Tanya's mind for hours. The dull cacophony of street sounds that usually lulled her to sleep only added to the noise in her head, she felt as if she were moments from insanity. Sleep did come eventually, but it was not as merciful as she hoped it would be.
She is young, six years old. She's in Vietnam again, in her small, thatched house about 10 miles outside of Ho Chi Minh City. It's a warm, beautiful night. All of the stars, and even the border of the Milky Way are visible. It had rained all day, so she had not been able to play outside. She had been so bored. Now would be the perfect time to play, but her parents were very strict about staying inside at night with the blinds and windows closed and being perfectly silent. She had already broken one rule by opening the window. But what else could she do? She couldn't sleep.
"It wouldn't be so bad to play outside for a little while," she thinks to herself. Besides, as long as she stayed quiet, who would know? So, Lánh quietly crept out of her window and took off into the woods surrounding her village. There, she spends all of the day's excess energy running and jumping and tumbling and make-believing under the bejeweled night sky. It isn't long before she accidentally falls asleep outside.
She does not wake up until well after sunrise the next day. She realized how late she had overslept, she immediately races back to her cottage with the slim hope of getting into bed before her mother came to wake her up.
She arrives in front of her cottage to see all of her neighbors standing outside talking in soft voices with worried faces. Her aunt and uncle were even there, and they lived about a mile away. Her uncle was clearly the only thing keeping her aunt from collapsing, and even he didn't seem too steady on his feet.
She approaches her relatives hesitantly, fearing that the reason her whole village was gathered because they think she is missing. She knows from experience that the longer she waits to reappear, the worse her punishment will be.
"Good morning, Aunty and Uncle," she says softly, hoping her tone would convey enough meekness and repentance to make them consider a lighter sentence.
Her aunt shrieked at the sound of her voice and stared at her like she was a ghost. Her uncle even staggered back a few steps.
"Lánh!" her aunt gasped and held her arms out to the child. "Lánh, come here so I can know it is really you and not some wicked spirit that has come to break my heart twice in one day."
Lánh blinks at her aunt in confusion but obeys nonetheless. This was not the homecoming she had expected. Her aunt crushes her to her chest and begins sobbing into Lánh's long black hair. Lánh is really scared now.
"Aunty, why are you crying? Why is everyone here? I didn't mean to run away, really. I just wanted to go out and play in the trees. I promise I'll never do it again. Please don't be angry."
Her aunt pulls away from her and stares at her face, as if she cannot understand her words.
"Please tell Ba and Me not to be angry. I will go tell them that I did not run away, I just wanted to play outside and—" Lánh starts running off into the house before her aunt could snatch her back.
"Lánh!" her uncle shouts after her. But it's too late.
She has made it to the threshold of the house and seen everything.
The flies surrounding them.
And the red. The red was everywhere. On the walls, on the kitchen table where they had eaten dinner last night.
Tanya bolted upright in bed and just managed to withhold a scream. Her heart felt as if it were about to burst through her chest. She felt her face with a shaking hand and realized she had been crying.
"It was just a dream. Everything's fine now," she whispered out loud to herself.
"Ba? Me?" she called for her parents like she did when she was little. She was answered with silence.
It had been the best date of her life. Well, technically, it was her only date thus far, but even if she had dated before she was sure that this would be by far the best one. First, he took her to a fancy Italian restaurant in SoHo, where the walls had been painted with detailed murals of the Tuscan countryside, and small marble statues of Roman gods and goddess adorned the tables. Then, they had gotten ice cream and crashed a jazz festival in Central Park for a few sets. It was better than anything she could have imagined.
The nightmare made her want to cancel, but Rani, in her infinite wisdom, had deliberately not given Tanya his telephone number, so there was no way she could cancel short of standing him up. She came home from work, showered away the aroma of Chinese food from her skin and hair, changed into a white dress that Rani assured her was "ass-tastic," and headed out the door, being sure to avoid the kitchen and the watchful eyes of her parents.
She stepped out her cab and all but floated up the two flights of stairs to her apartment. She felt ready to burst into song like a Disney princess, but her inability to remember the correct lyrics to any songs made her settle for humming.
She had finally reached her apartment and was about to open the door when she realized that the lock had been broken into and the door was already cracked. Panic suddenly surged through her veins. What if there was someone still in there? What about—
Her parents. Her parents were still inside. Tanya shoved open the door so that she could see the whole room as she went in. She grabbed an umbrella out of the coat rack to arm herself and slowly entered the apartment. She had clearly been victim to a break-in, only the thieves apparently thought she didn't have anything worth stealing and settled for trashing her apartment instead. Her textbooks were strewn across the room, with loose pages torn and scattered about. All of the contents of her drawers and her hamper had been tossed about onto the floor with a few select items unmentionables left hanging off of one of the lamps. Her t.v. had been completely smashed-in, and little shards of glass glittered up at her from the floor.
"Hello?" she called, trying to sound brave and menacing to anyone who might be listening. "If anyone is still dumb enough to be here, you should know I have a gun and I'm not afraid to use it. So you, uh, better show yourself now." There was no answer, so she advanced into the kitchen.
She saw her parents and immediately started screaming.
Her mother's shattered body lay in pieces across the kitchen table. Her father lay lifeless on the floor, his spine clearly broken and his insides scattered across the linoleum floor.
She collapsed into a heap on the floor. It had happened again. She had killed them with her disobedience.
"Tanya! Tanya!" a voice seemed to be calling her from faraway. She felt strong hands grasp her by her shoulders and try to pick her up. She was turned to face someone. It was Jim Larsson, he was a volunteer fire-fighter who lived down the hall.
"Tanya! What's wrong?" He asked.
She couldn't think to give a coherent answer. She shook away from him and tried to crawl over to them, but Jim caught her and held her fast. Tanya just kept screaming the names of her parents over and over, as if her words could undo her sin and bring them back to life.
Jim looked around, as if he could not see the cause of her hysterical sobbing.
"Tanya! I need you to tell me what's wrong so I can help you."
She scrabbled for words for him, in case there was any hope left for them. "There was-break-in and-My family! My family! Please help them, please! It's not too late. It can't be. Just please—"
He looked at her, completely bewildered. "Ok, I'll help you, but you have to tell me where they are first."
She gestured desperately towards the kitchen. How could he not see what she saw?
"In the kitchen?"
"Yes! Yes! Please go to them!" she begged.
He looked out to the kitchen and then caught her by the shoulders so she would look at him.
"Tanya, I need you to look at me. Tanya, there is no one in there."
"They are!"
"Tanya, you have to listen to me. I'm telling you your family is not in that kitchen. There's only a broken cup on the table and ripped-up book on the floor. Your parents are not here."
Hi everyone! Thank you so much for taking the time to read this story. I wrote this for my Creative Writing class last semester.
For those of you who were wondering, here is a quick glossary for the foreign words I used here: ullu= Hindi for "idiot" (literally means "stupid owl"), bahut sahi= Hindi for "very true" or "oh yeah!" Ba= Vietnamese for "father" Me= Vietnamese for "mother"
It was great fun to write and I hope you enjoyed reading. Any sort of criticism or feedback will be GREATLY appreciated. Thank you so much for reading!-Thurayyah


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Savchenko, Szolkowy win pairs title
Canadian duo nabs 5th place
Aliona Savchenko and Robin Szolkowy of Germany edged Russians Tatiana Volosozhar and Maxim Trankov by .18 to win the pairs competition at the ISU Grand Prix Final Saturday in Quebec City. Canada's Meagan Duhamel and Eric Radford were fifth.
Duhamel, from Lively, Ont., and Radford, from Balmertown, Ont., were making their debut in the Final in just their second season together, but struggled through a rocky performance that saw Radford fall on their opening jumps, side-by-side Lutzes.
"Just to be here and among the best teams in the world and be recognized as one of the best teams in the world is a dream come true," Duhamel said. "We're really happy with it."
Seconds before Radford's fall, he took an elbow in the chin from Duhamel on a lift, and said he was still feeling the sting from the blow. Duhamel broke her partner's nose with an elbow at the world championships last spring in Moscow.
The Canadians also received zero points for their death spiral because Duhamel's head wasn't low enough to the ice.
"We knew it wasn't done well, but we hoped it was done well enough to get something," Duhamel said. "But that's five points lost for that. That's a big miss."
Savchenko and Szolkowy won gold with 212.26 points, while Volosozhar and Trankov were second with 212.08. Russians Yuko Kavaguti and Alexander Smirnov won bronze with 187.77. Duhamel and Radford scored 170.43.


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06-21-2007 #1
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access existing raid 1 array
i'm testing out a few distros and have had a good experience thus far with sabayon (based on gentoo). not sure if i should post here or in the other distro forum - sorry if i should do.
anyway, in sabayon i can see the 2 drives that are hardware configured with a highpoint rocketraid 133 controller but cannot access them - furthermore how do i get sabayon to consider both drives as one (as windows does).
thanks for your help.
08-01-2007 #2
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Hey there,
I did a little bit of searching and I think I know what your problem is. I think the linux distribution that you are using doesn't have the drivers for your raid device. The manufacture list only 4 distros that have the drivers built in. Also the configuration wizard you mentioned is also available for linux. Everything I mentioned here is available on the manufactures website at this url : HighPoint-Support-Bios + Driver . Also I'm not totally sure if the raid device you are using is a true hardware raid, it looks to me that it relies heavily on the drivers it uses and that's why your having problems, I don't know this raid device so I may be wrong. Hope this helps you a bit.


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