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Goku's house (悟空の家), also known as Grandpa Gohan's house (孫悟飯の家), is located at the foot of a forest near Mount Paozu. There is the hut where Goku lived with Grandpa Gohan as a boy and, some time after the end of the 23rd World Martial Arts Tournament, the Ox-King had the large house built near the hut for Goku, Chi-Chi and their family to live together. Incidentally, the Ox-King is often seen spending time with the family here as well.
Goku's house features a kitchen in the white hut area, a bedroom with its window facing the old hut and presumably another bedroom in either the other side of the larger part or the narrow side area which connects to the larger part of the house. There is also an outdoor bathtub (which is effectively a steel barrel over the top of a fire) as seen during the first four Dragon Ball Z movies and the end of the Kid Buu Saga.
Android 16 states to Android 17 and Android 18 that Goku's house is located in the East District; its address is 58N 018, 439 East District to be exact.[1][2]
In Future Trunks' Alternate Timeline, Goku's house is where Future Goku passed away from Heart Virus his bedside surrounded by his wife Future Chi-Chi, family, friends, and fellow Future Z Fighters. Following the deaths of all the Z Fighters save for Future Gohan, Future Ox-King moved in with his daughter Future Chi-Chi due to the threat of the Androids and Future Chi-Chi being all alone after Future Gohan effectively moved out in order to readily confront the Androids.
In the Dragon Ball Super episode "Goku's Energy is Out of Control? The Struggle to Look After Pan", Goku destroys his house when he accidentally flies right through it due his Delayed Onset Ki Disorder; forcing Goku, Chi-Chi and Goten to stay at Gohan and Videl's home in Satan City for a while. By the next episode, however, Goku's house is back to normal.
At the end of Dragon Ball Z, Gohan is now shown living in a house next door to Goku's home with Videl and Pan. However, in "A Worldwide Problem", Goku's and Gohan's house are both destroyed by a Baby-infected Gohan and Goten while powering up to fight Goku and Pan. Both houses are later restored along with the earth by Porunga after the defeat of Baby.
Oddly enough, during the time of the Dragon Ball GT television special A Hero's Legacy, which takes place long after the end of Dragon Ball GT, the old hut still remains reasonably intact. However, there is absolutely no sign at all that the house for Goku and his family was ever there though it is likely their family residences may have been moved in the intervening years while Grandpa Gohan's house was likely left behind as a sort of memorial.
Known residents
- Grandpa Gohan – Owner of the hut. Deceased.
- Goku – Grew up in the hut as a child and technically inherited the hut after Grandpa Gohan's death which he lived in until his encounter with Bulma, but moved into the larger house built by Ox-King.
- Future Goku - In the Alternate timeline, he lived in the larger house built by Future Ox-King with Future Gohan and Future Chi-Chi until his death via Heart Virus. Future Goku passed away in his home surround by his family, friends, and the future Z Fighters. As a boy he lived in the hut owned by his adoptive grandfather.
- Chi-Chi – After her marriage to Goku, she moved from her father's castle on Fire Mountain into the larger house built by her father.
- Future Chi-Chi - In the alternate timeline, lived with Future Gohan and Future Goku in the house built by her father and after Future Goku's death continued to reside there with her father after Gohan left to combat the Androids.
- Gohan – Lived with Goku and Chi-Chi and eventually moves into a house in Satan City after marrying Videl and later next door to Goku's house along with their daughter, Pan.
- Future Gohan - Lived with his father and mother until his father's death by Heart Virus. Apparently moved out following the deaths of the Future Z Fighters in order to be able to readily confront the Androids and possibly to keep his overbearing mother Future Chi-Chi from interfering with his training as she had during his youth.
- Icarus – During certain movies and filler material, most notably the Garlic Jr. Saga and the filler episode "Goku's Ordeal".
- Goten – Grew up in the house that Chi-Chi, Gohan (until he got married and moved out) and Goku (after he came back to life) live in.
- Ox-King – Responsible for constructing the large house used by his daughter Chi-Chi, son-in-law Goku, and grandsons Gohan and Goten. Has only been seen sleeping in the house once, so it is unknown if he lives there, but he is seen there with Chi-Chi whenever she's there. It is likely that he resides their while visiting his daughter and her family.
- Future Ox-King - In Future Trunks' timeline, Future Ox-King has moved in to the house he built for his daughter Future Chi-Chi, due to the Androids and her being all alone following Future Goku's death and Gohan moving out to oppose Future Android 17 and Future Android 18.
- Bulma - Briefly visited the hut Goku inherited from his Grandpa Gohan. In Dragon Ball Z: Lord Slug, she briefly stayed the night with Chi-Chi and Gohan (before he left with Icarus) in the Son family home.
- Future Bulma - Was present with her infant son and Future Vegeta when Future Goku died of Heart Virus.
- Krillin - Occasionally stayed in the Son family home on several occasions while visiting Goku and Gohan. He briefly slept here along with the Ox-King during the Vegeta Saga Filler after he failed to inform Chi-Chi of Goku's death during the battle with Raditz and Gohan's abduction by Piccolo.
- Piccolo – During the Trunks Saga to readily train with Goku and Gohan, though apparently preferred to (or was forced to by Chi-Chi) sleep (and meditate) outside.
- Yamcha - During the Androids Saga, he stayed there while Goku was bedridden via Heart Virus, assisting Chi-Chi in caring for Goku and possibly to stand guard in the event they were attacked by the Androids.
- Trunks - Due to his friendship with Goten, Trunks was a frequent visitor during his childhood. He and Goten even took a bath in the drum the son family uses as a makeshift bathtub in the anime. Also visits it inside the Timespace Rift in Dragon Ball Fusions and is where he, Goten, and Tekka meet Kid Goku (who had traveled from the period when he was training under Kami).
- Future Trunks - As a baby, Future Trunks was present with his father and mother when Future Goku died of Heart Virus. He also visited it in the main timeline during the Android Saga.
- Future Vegeta - Was present with Future Bulma and his son when his rival Future Goku died from Heart Virus.
- Videl - First visited during the Great Saiyaman Saga after blackmailing Gohan into training her how to fly so they could fight fairly during the upcoming 25th World Martial Arts Tournament which she convinced Gohan to participate in (which lead to Goku deciding to comeback to life for one day so he could participate as well as see his friends and family). Though Chi-Chi did not get along with her at first, she later became more accepting of Videl upon learning she was wealthy (due to being Mr. Satan's daughter who had become world famous after claiming credit for Gohan's victory over Cell) and was mistakenly under the impression she and Gohan were involved romantically (which itself was actually foreshadowing as Videl would gradually develop feelings for Gohan while training with him and Goten). After Videl and Gohan officially became a couple and started dating, Videl became a frequent visitor. After her marriage to Gohan, Videl would continue to make occasional visits to see her in-laws. Additionally in Fusion Reborn (when she and Gohan had just started dating while still in high school) she had dinner with Chi-Chi, Goten, and Gohan, even helping Chi-Chi out with the dishes afterwards before being summoned away to deal with an emergency caused by the dead returning to Earth due to Janemba's rampage in Other World.
- Pan - Pan would occasionally visit Goku's House to spend time with her parenteral grandparents and uncle. However at some point in Pan's long lifetime, Mount Paozu was abandoned by the Son family (presumably due to it having become more dangerous as the area apparently became home to demons such as Lord Yao). GT Pan also visits Goku's House when it becomes part of the Timespace Rift in Dragon Ball Fusions.
- Goku Jr. - In Dragon Ball GT: A Hero's Legacy, Goku's descendant Goku Jr. would pay a visit during his search for the Dragon Balls in an effort to cure his ailing grandmother Pan. He even encountered his ancestor Goku here as well.
- Oolong - In Dragon Ball Z: World's Strongest, Oolong pays Goku a visit while he is taking a bath to inform Goku of Master Roshi and Bulma's abduction by Dr. Kochin. He also visits briefly in Dragon Ball Z: Cooler's Revenge in order to go camping with Goku, Gohan, Krillin, and Icarus.
- Master Roshi - During the God of Destruction Beerus Saga, Roshi briefly visited after hearing about the prize money Mr. Satan had given Goku for his role in defeating Kid Buu. However he was chased out by Chi-Chi once she discovered the reason for his visit was he wanted to convince Goku to use the money to buy dirty movies (Chi-Chi and her family were in desperate need of the money after her father lost his treasure). It is unclear if Roshi ever visited previously when Grandpa Gohan lived there (presumably he may have visited his old student at some point before Grandpa Gohan adopted Goku).
- Tekka - In Dragon Ball Fusions after appearing in the Timespace Rift, Tekka briefly makes occasional visits to Goku's House during Tekka's adventures with Goten, Trunks, Kid Goku, Pan, and the rest of their team as a result of his and Pinich's wish for the Timespace Tournament.
Video Game Appearances
Goku's house appears in Dragon Ball 3: Gokuden, Dragon Ball Z: Super Gokuden: Totsugeki-Hen, Dragon Ball: Advanced Adventure, Dragon Ball Z: The Legacy of Goku II, Dragon Ball Z: Buu's Fury, Dragon Ball: Origins, and Dragon Ball Online. It also appears in the Mount Paozu battle stage in Dragon Ball Z: Budokai 3, Dragon Ball Z: Infinite World, and Dragon Ball Z: Budokai Tenkaichi 3.
It is one of the ten locations in the board game The Heroic Dragon Ball Z Adventure Game.
Goku and Chi-Chi's house appears in all three games of the Legacy of Goku series and Dragon Ball Z: Attack of the Saiyans. It also appears in cutscenes in the Supersonic Warriors series.
In Dragon Ball Xenoverse 2, a replica of Grandpa Gohan's House is constructed in the Bamboo Forest Area of Conton City which was built over the ruins of Toki Toki City which was destroyed by the Dragon Ball Pedestal's Shenron statue that had been animated by Chronoa in a display of divine power before it grew out of control leveling most of the city. Using input from members of the Time Patrol, Conton City was constructed and the Bamboo Forest Area was modeled after Mount Paozu as it appeared when Grandpa Gohan lived their with Goku. Presumably the house itself acts as a memorial to both Grandpa Gohan's historic role in shaping the character of Goku who went on to become one of the greatest fighters and heroes in the history of both Universe 7 and the multiverse, which the Chronoa and the Time Patrol wanted to memorialize as an example how much the actions of one person can influence history.
At one point, the Future Warrior can find Appule behind Grandpa Gohan's House and enlists the Future Warrior to assist the Frieza Force in combating the Z Fighters in the time fragment timeline from which this incarnation of Appule originates which unlocks a Parallel Quest.
After the main story is completed, Goku appears in the Bamboo Forest Area near Grandpa Gohan's house while Kid Gohan appears along the path leading from the forest to the Business District after The Saiyan Threat Saga is completed. Additionally as part of the Masters Pack DLC, Whis will appear next to the house near the fish roasting in a campfire. Additionally, Bardock appears near the large lake behind the house. Goku, Kid Gohan, Bardock, and Whis all appear as potential instructor's for the Future Warrior. Additionally Roasted Fish, Fish Bone, and Scale food items can be randomly found in the Bamboo Forest area around Grandpa Gohan's House.
- In the anime, Goku's house was introduced in the very first episode of Dragon Ball Z. However, it was not introduced in the manga until the middle of the Frieza Saga. As such, the anime's design of the house was initially different from the manga's design (though still similar in size). The anime's version of the house is also featured in the first five DBZ movies and several video games. During the Trunks Saga, however, Goku's house in the anime was redesigned to match how it looked in the manga and would remain this way for the rest of the anime (including Super and GT).


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The blog has once again been eerily quiet.
There was such a year of build up to creating this site, with God opening doors I could have never ever dreamed and with opportunities coming together in the most providential of ways. It was amazing to experience how when you are willing to simply say yes to whatever and wherever He leads, the journey is beyond anything you can ask or imagine. It was all of the truths of "immeasurably more" coming to life and exploding off the page. It was magical.
And then right when the opportunities were most abundant?
If you follow my social media channels you will have likely seen the reason behind the recent silence on the blog. After 15 years of continuing health issues a surprising twist has come to light. Countless misdiagnoses and failed treatments and incredulous shrugs from doctors who couldn't agree on a name for the symptoms that seemed to be multiplying more rapidly than ever all culminated in a unexpected identity for my captor:
With the key finally in hand to the mystery of my crippling illnesses, we set out to finally banish my issues once and for all, only to discover we had been dealt a double edge sword. This particular diagnosis, it would seem, is only a beginning to a very long road indeed. Treatments are difficult and uncertain. Doctors who are knowledgable of the condition are few and far between. Insurance companies all but refuse to cover any of it. The diagnosis isn't so much an ending to this struggle as the beginning of a new one.
And so it is that I found myself, neck deep in a beautiful calling and newfound purpose and growing ministry, with a surprising new direction. Rather than growing the platform He seemed to have orchestrated, rather than chase the dreams and run down the opportunities, He was leading me into a season of absolute stillness – a season of total surrender. The physical symptoms of my worsening lyme brought my fatigue to insurmountable levels. The neurological symptoms have made even the simple act of writing a challenge. Even reading more than a few paragraphs at a time has become increasingly difficult.
When your greatest accomplishment for the day is that you managed to move from the bed to the couch, it can be easy to measure your value in similar terms. To go from a mindset of growing ministry and purpose to one of total surrender is jarring to say the least. And yet it is in the midst of these lows that I'm discovering the face of Jesus. Im experiencing His heart for "the least of these." I'm seeing the illusions of accomplishment and accolade fall away and discovering an eternal value that was never attached to anything I could have done but simply to who I am in Christ. Oh the power of grace to the one who is made desperately aware of how wholly they are in need, and how easy it is to eschew your own identity for that of Christ when you have nothing left of your own making worth clinging to.
This point was beautifully illustrated for me this past Sunday in church. I have been no longer able to stand in worship or raise my hands for more than a brief line or two, sometimes even relying on a cane to get into church at all. But my heart still desperately seeks to praise Him in all things, so I would raise my voice in praise from my seat in the pew. Until on Sunday my very breath became difficult to come by, and weakness and dizziness forced me to stop midsong. Initially I felt guilty, as those around me stood and boldly proclaimed their love at His throne. I had no gift to bring, no worship to offer, and I felt naked and exposed in my empty handed state. And then it was if He whispered directly to my heart – It was never about what YOU could do. Just sit and breathe me in. Behold my glory. Embrace my goodness. Let the words wash over you as you meditate on my nature and discover more of who I am. I don't need your displays: My glory was never dependent on you. If you raise your voice in worship? It's by My Spirits urging, by My Power alone, and for My Purposes. If you sit in silence and simply receive? It's by all the same. Never doubt My purpose for You. Open your empty hands so you can willingly receive. Let your surrender be your act of worship.
In the short term? The battle of my life. We have secured a spot with a leading expert in Lyme and will be traveling to be treated at his clinic in Idaho, beginning November 28th. Treatment will be difficult, and truthfully will be more expensive than we have any idea how we will afford. We are choosing to see this as yet another time God will reveal His faithfulness to us. Beyond that? It's all a faith walk. Will the treatments work? How long will they take? How soon after the initial treatments will I be well enough to begin writing regularly again? Will I be healthy enough to return to speaking engagements? Will there still be a platform here for me after so much time away? Part of clinging wholly to the truth of immeasurably more is admitting I don't know the answer to any of these questions: and that I don't need to. I may not have any idea what His plan is, but I know His plans are perfect – and for now that's the hope to which I solely cling.
"Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen." For now I am letting go of my grip on this ministry and choosing to surrender it totally back to the One from which is came. Where it goes from here is totally and completely in His hands, and I can't think of a better place for it – or for me – to be. I rest in the assurance that His perfect best will be immeasurably more than anything I could ask or imagine – and that in His perfect timing His plans will be revealed. I hope you share in my excitement to see just what those incredible plans may be.
If you feel led to contribute financially to the costs of Lyme treatment, please head over to this link. We are unable to pay for the staggering costs of treatment without supernatural provision and generous support. Thank you.

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EPIC Deaths Part 1 -"We've All Got Light & Dark Inside Us" FULL size polish
Life's a bitch, then you die. Brilliantly.
Introducing the "Epic Deaths" collection, a multi-part series collaboration with Accio Lacquer celebrating some of the most gruesome, heart breaking, and some of the most epically well- deserved fandom deaths!
"We've All Got Light & Dark Inside Us" Inspired by Sirius Black from Harry Potter!
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EU Data Protection Regulation Moves One Step Closer to Adoption
Amethyst's Mark Chown discusses why businesses should prepare now
In December last year, the three major European bodies agreed on the content of the proposed EU Data Protection Regulation (EDPR) which has been under debate and review since the European Commission released its first draft in 2012. Since then, the Commission, EU Parliament and Council have been negotiating the text which will eventually replace the UK Data Protection Act.
There are still rounds of voting to be held to formally ratify the regulation, however, this new consensus on the text makes adoption one major step closer. The formal ratification process is expected to be completed early this year with the EDPR coming in to force two years later in 2018.
The new data protection reforms that will be introduced have been welcomed by the UK Information Commissioner who has been quick to emphasise that they will mean change for UK businesses:
'The reforms agreed will mean change. Four years of work has created a set of rules that will need adjustments from consumers, businesses and, of course, the regulator. But it is progress that the EU is moving on from trying to regulate 21st century digital developments with legislation dating from 20 years ago. Most crucially, a new law will remind people of their data protection rights, and remind organisations of their data protection responsibilities. That can only be welcomed.'
Source: ICO website: (https://iconewsblog.wordpress.com/2015/12/16/reform-of-data-protection-laws-hits-home-straight/)
The final content of the EDPR will not be known until later this month and businesses will have a two year window to transition to the new regulations which are expected to include some significant changes.
Increased Reach - The regulation will apply to any business that provides goods or services in the EU regardless of where it is located. This is especially relevant to non-EU located suppliers of online services.
More Challenging Breach Notification – Both Data Controllers and Processors will be required to notify national data protection authorities and data subjects of data breaches within 72 hours. In the typical early confusion of an incident this leaves a short window for businesses to validate the extent of a breach and co-ordinate effective communications to its customers.
Hugely Increased Maximum Fines – Fines for data breaches will rise to a maximum of 20 million euros or 4% of global annual turnover, whichever is the greater. This compares to current ICO limits of £500,000, for large multi-national companies future fines have the potential to be huge.
Explicit Data Consent - Data subjects will need to provide explicit consent for their data to be used and agree to the specific purposes that the data will be used for.
Accountability - Businesses will be required to maintain auditable documentation that evidences its data processing activities and controls which demonstrate adherence to the new regulation. This is a new obligation that may require additional resource to manage.
What should Businesses do now to prepare?
Stay Informed - The ICO has committed to providing regular updates and clear guidance on its website, use this as a regular resource to make sure you understand the impact of the new regulation
Analyse – Implementation of the new regulation will be far easier if you fully understand your data flows, processes and systems. If you are not confident that you have a good understanding of your environment then you should act now to properly map your data processing environment. This will help you to respond more efficiently when the full impact is better understood, and provide the necessary security training to staff.
Plan - Whilst there will be a two year transition period, businesses should start planning now, especially when designing and implementing new systems or processes this will help to minimise retrospective change programmes.


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16th and 17th Century Models
Presented here is a selection of suggestions for this time period, but please bear in mind that these are only suggestions – there is too much information available to be comprehensively summarized in this space, and the degree to which the drum is made suitable for you as a contemporary percussionist while maintaining aspects of authenticity to the period is something to be considered and discussed as we work with you to design your drum.
See Liberty Model Drum Home for additional information on materials specifications. These suggestions represent modifications to the Liberty Model.
Standard as 22" dia. x 22" deep, formed of 2 solid one ply pieces joined horizontally. Other sizes may be custom ordered.
Liberty Model counterhoops are re-sized to 1 5/8" high, with a rough tacked overlap instead of a smooth feathered lap.
The strainer is a brass/bronze shell-mounted J-hook design based on drawings in Praetorious.
We use 4 crossings of natural, heavy weight snare gut.
Custom ears are shaped to resemble art of the period, in natural or brown leather. Other ears may be substituted as an option.
4 strand linen rope is standard.
Highest quality calfskin heads are standard.
Neither legs nor rim guards are historically appropriate for this era, but may be chosen as an option.
This drum is standard with a simple period tack design. Other tack designs, or no tack design, are available as an option (PHOTO GALLERY).


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Today I was honoured to present at the YALSA YA Lit Symposium in St Louis, Missouri. Nearly five hundred American librarians and TLs are in attendance for this two day conference and I was up first…no pressure. My topic of course, Australian YA. My partner was the lovely Cathy Andronik who is currently undertaking a doctoral thesis on Australian YA authors and why they are so highly commended in Australia. Cathy discussed the success of authors such as Markus Zusak, Melina Marchetta, Craig Silvey and Christine Hinwood in the Michael L. Prinz Medal while I tackled Austraian authors they probably hadn't heard about …yet.
I have fielded many questions about that presentation since this morning and as such will link to the authors' pages so more research can be done. Hearing from so many YALSA members on their exploits buying ebook versions or ordering online has been lovely – thank you for the support.
Vikki Wakefield (Text Publishing)
- All I Ever Wanted
- Friday Brown – to be released in the US in the fall of 2013
Kirsty Eagar (Penguin)
- Raw Blue
- Saltwater Vampires
- Night Beach
Leanne Hall (Text Publishing)
- This is Shyness
- Queen of the Night
Gabrielle Williams (Penguin)
- Beatle Meets Destiny – released in US with Marshall Cavendish
- The Reluctant Hallelujah
Fiona Wood (PanMacmillan)
- Six Impossible Things
- Wildlife – to be released in Australia, June 2013.
I also mentioned a few other authors during the question and answer portion:
- Tom Taylor & James Brouwer – The Deep
- Myke Bartlett – Fire in the Sea
- Kelly Gardiner – Act of Faith
- Cath Crowley – Graffiti Moon (released in the US on February 14, 2012)
Like I said, I have one of the most amazing jobs in the world as the Program Coordinator at the Centre for Youth Literature, State Library of Victoria. We have a jam packed program of student days, school and library visits, professional development, regional tours, and the Reading Matters conference (May 31-June 1, 2013) that I mentioned. What may apply most of all to my new American friends is our online offer – the incredible www.insideadog.com.au which allows teen to make recommendations to their peers, interact with authors during the writer in residence each month and even establish book clubs.
Right now you are on the CYL's official blog, Read Alert. Each week we post Net News, book reviews and thematic YA book lists. We can also be found on Facebook and Twitter – we love to hear from you. And of course, should you wish to email me or the team with any questions send them our way at this email address.
And now it is time for me to bid adieu. It's been a wonderful day for me participating in sessions on The Invisible Minority (LGBTQ), Transmedia and utilising pop culture. I am very much looking forward to hearing what is in store for us all tomorrow. Make sure you say hey if you see me around.
A big thank you to the State Library of Victoria and the Copyright Agency Limited who helped support my attendance.


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After what seemed an incredibly long winter, last week there were finally blue skies and bright green leaves.
The bare sculptures of the tree limbs of winter are replaced with beautiful, vibrant color. There is joy again. Winter fades, spring comes. There is something to be learned in the beauty of the bare sculptured trees of winter. Those times can be hard, but without them there would be no green leaves. God does restore our joy. Seasons change but Jesus Christ is always there for us.
Psalm 51:12 Restore to me the joy of your salvation, and uphold me with a willing spirit.
Psalm 30:5 For his anger is but for a moment, and his favor is for a lifetime. Weeping may tarry for the night but joy comes in the morning.
Hebrews 13:8 Jesus Christ is the same yesterday and today and forever.


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CiSP (Cyber-security Information Sharing Platform)
The Cyber-security Information Sharing Partnership (CiSP), part of CERT-UK, is a joint industry government initiative to share cyber threats and vulnerability information in order to increase overall situational awareness of the cyber threat and therefore reduce the impact on UK business.
CiSP allows members from across sectors and organisations to exchange cyber threat information in real time, on a secure and dynamic environment, whilst operating within a framework that protects the confidentiality of shared information.
The CiSP is completely free to join, and further information can be found at https://www.cert.gov.uk/cisp/
What is a Cisp (Cyber-security Information Sharing Platform) – CiSP Information leaflet


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Cold concrete gave way to the bright steel of the elevator as he stepped over the threshold and into the box. Thankfully, it played no music. His appointment was on the fourth floor, at two o'clock. His watch read quarter to two. He had time, and he had never visited this facility before. The panel of smooth, round buttons lay before him invitingly, there were many, many levels to the Center for Planetary Innovation; some were labeled ominously and had no button; "Disjunction Level" in particular intrigued him, but alas, no button. Impatiently, the doors slid closed.
Towards the top of the panel he saw a button with a taped-over label. The tape read "NO SERVICE", but he worked the edge loose with his thumbnail and, to his delight, saw graven in the simple sans-serif elevator font the word "MOON". He pushed it. The little circle around it lit up blue, and he smiled.
Nothing happened.
He rocked up on his toes to see if he could sense any appreciable acceleration, but he could not. Gravity felt normal. He sighed, looking again at his watch. He had ten minutes now, so he ought to just report in on the fourth floor and make his presentation. It was not a very good presentation, merely a summary of his research activities over the past month, wherein he had found little of note concerning time-dependent albedo variations in the Mare Tranquillitatis. They were small, they were aperiodic, and the best he could say was that they might have to do with unexpected absorption and emission bands of particles entrained in the solar wind; this was as much as to say he had no idea. He pressed the button for the fourth floor.
Curiously, it blinked red, then went out. The button labeled "MOON" remained highlighted in blue. He blinked, and rocked on his toes again. Nothing much. He checked his watch, and tried the door-open button. Still nothing.
He was caught quite off-guard, then, when he slammed into the ceiling of the elevator five minutes later. He was less surprised, though still rattled, when he thudded back to the floor of the elevator, his bag splattering him with paper and pencils, and his lunch quite crushed by its brief stint as a shock absorber for his laptop. With a cheerful ding, the floor indicator said MOON and the door slid open.
Thursday, September 19, 2013
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text: The climb to Mera peak is gradually becoming popular among trekkers and novice climbers. This journey gives you the feeling of hiking and climbing on snow and experiencing trekking in a remote part of the Khumbu region. Mera peak (6654 m) is the highest of Nepal's permitted trekking peaks. It rises to the south of Everest and dominates the watershed between the heavily wooded valleys of the Hinku and Hongu Drangkas. There are many routes to Mera peak, but none of them is easy. Part of the route traverses through difficult passes and the arduous climb then becomes a true mountaineering experience. The end of the journey, however, is worth all the effort: as Mera is definitely one of the finest viewpoints in Nepal.


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Mercola's Top 5 Fun Outdoor Activities for You and Your Baby
Being a first-time parent is undoubtedly challenging, and many young mommies and daddies often take great caution when handling their infant. Some are even afraid to take their baby outside, and end up being cooped up inside the house for weeks or even months after giving birth. But there's no reason to fear going outside. In fact, the fresh air and change of scenery may be great for you and your child.


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Jonathan Hendry, Bristol based Marine Data Analyst for TCarta created this month's blog explaining how knowledge of tides, Satellite Derived Bathymetry and Topographic Bathymetry Models can be used in many applications. Jonathan explains….
Why are tides important in satellite mapping and managing our coast?
By Jonathan Hendry
Answering this question depends who we are and very importantly where we are. As a Maritime Civil Engineer, working within Newfoundland Canada I might see, over the course of a day, a 16.3 metre difference in the water height within the Bay of Fundy. Without knowledge of the tides I risk flooding my multi-billion dollar port. However, if I lay back in my linen deckchair amongst the Bahamas shells I may mistake a larger than usual wave for the 30cm rise and fall in sea level as the tide gently grazes my Long Island iced tea - that is now more tea than ice in the golden sun.
The important take home message is that for every location there is a different tide. The tides significance is a function of the tidal magnitude, vulnerability of population and the accuracy of the tidal information.
As my colleague Ross stated in his blog last month Satellite Derived Bathymetry, 'What is Satellite Bathymetry?' is all about uncertainty of data. But surely a tide is a tide is a tide, it's a single value...right? However, at TCarta our chosen satellite images are treated at tidal snapshots. Hence to deliver excellent water depth data (in the form of Satellite Derived Bathymetry) we need to know that tidal depth difference between each satellite image.
TCarta uses the standardised value of Chart Datum (CD) (approximating to the Lowest Astronomical Tide (LAT)) for Bathymetry products and in bathymetric Electronic Nautical Charts (bENC) helping ship captains/skippers to plan their routes through treacherous waters and avoid the dangers of obstacles like sand banks. But tide stations can be few and far between especially in areas in the Pacific Ocean. So to ensure correct tidal corrections at these far off dreamy beaches we need sophisticated, well calibrated and thoroughly tested models. We at TCarta pride ourselves on affordable excellence for all our data.
With this in mind we can test for the most accurate tidal curve. These curves (showing the tidal height at a given time) take into account not only the Moon and Sun (the most powerful drivers of our tides) but also Jupiter and many other planets as well as the actually morphology of the specific region the satellite image is taken at. In summary we ensure every tide is specifically defined to a given area so our project's data is accurate and honestly as good as technology may allow.
Other articles related to this subject:
TCarta have launched their bathymetrics data portal - the first of its kind!
Satellite Derived Data from TCarta plays vital role in Aquaculture project


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Kool-Aid Lip Gloss
Turn some of your household ingredients into a lightly coloured and scented lip gloss. Change up the colors and scents by changing the flavours
Small saucepan
Flavoured Kool-Aid
Small spoon
Small-lidded jar
1. Put about half of the Vaseline in a sauce pan and heat it slowly.
2. Stir in one package of Kool-Aid into the Vaseline that is not in the sauce pan. Stir this vigorously until it is well mixed. This mixture should be a little dark.
3. Pour the Vaseline that was melted in the sauce pan, back into the container with the colored Vaseline. Stir this until it is evenly colored and pour able, you may add glitter if you desire at this point.
4. Carefully pour the lip gloss into the lidded jars, allow it to cool before closing
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At Microsoft, it is common practice to use products still under development to continue development of that very product. Once a stable version of a product is available, developers are encouraged to install it on their workstations and use it for every day use. Developers using the product can directly provide feedback and report bugs to teams working on certain features. This process is internally called self-hosting. Often times the process is also referred to as "eating your own dog food" or doogfooding: when the product is no good and tastes nothing better than dog food, developers will still need to eat it.
The idea of self-hosting is to quickly get feedback and bug reports as mentioned earlier. Another reason to do this is also to keep in touch with the product. Since developers actually have to use their product, they see and experience what end users of the final product will see.
The "VoteNow" application found in Longhorn builds 4033, 4039, 4042, 4053, 4084 and 4093 is part of the self-hosting program during Longhorn development. VoteNow enables the user of a build to cast a vote for the current build on the internal Longhorn's project site. Even though VoteNow is configured to run at startup of each of the above builds you normally won't notice it because it automatically closes itself as soon as it's launched. After some research, it became clear VoteNow runs a series of checks to make sure the current user is indeed a Microsoft employee and is allowed to cast a vote. When the requirements are not met the application will simply exit.
The first check is implemented by the method IsLegalVoter(). This method verifies if the current userdomain environment variable if a known Microsoft domain. Valid domains:
The next check only takes place after a timer lasting 4 hours has elapsed. This check looks for the current build's lab. Recognized virtual build labs include the widely known labs 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 (main), 6 and 7 but also 21. The exact purpose of lab 21 remains unknown. Any unrecognized lab returns the value "BadLab" and the application closes.
VoteNow toast
A toast notification appears after all of the above checks and another timer have been passed. The notification offers three options:
- Vote Now - opens up Internet Explorer and navigates to the internal voting page for the current build. For build 4033 the URL would look like
- Later - resets the application
- Learn more - opens up Internet Explorer and navigates to the general self-hosting page
I have re-created the VoteNow application using the orignal code and omitted the checks. The video below shows this application in action.


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Isla Vista
This blog tends to err on the side of humor, unless the topic is so dire that it renders snark inappropriate. True, the TV show "M*A*S*H" hung its collective hat on its ability to deal with dire topics by specifically using humor.
You'll forgive me if I can't do humor too well tonight, though.
This past Friday night, in Isla Vista, California, there occurred yet another in what appears to be a steady stream of incidents that have rendered the term "mass-murder" unnervingly commonplace.
Quickly, pundits went on the chat shows and pontificated. "We must figure out what is responsible and fix it!" cried the pundits (and, movingly, the family members of people gunned down for no very good reason). But somehow there isn't the political will (or the resistance to lobbyists, or adequate available money) amongst our elected officials or other policymakers to actually make the changes that would help. And the 24-hour news cycle churns on with more important celebrity news – until the next rampage happens. Rinse, and repeat.
This one, though … this one is a remarkable aggregation of things we gotta deal with somehow.
And in this case, as distinct from many others, there was some first-person writing available that shed a whole lot of light on a whole lot of dark stuff.
I just spent most of my free time in the last couple of days being unable to stop reading this piece of writing – even though I thought I knew what the ending was going to be.
Elliot Rodger, the young man who last Friday night shot up several blocks' worth of Isla Vista, wrote half-a-novel worth of excruciating detail about just how it had come to this, at least according to his understanding of the world around him.
It's a hundred and seven thousand words of writing that, in the past few days, I've seen described (by journalists and those who aspire to be) to as a "rambling manifesto". I can promise you one thing: it's very long; it's remarkably detailed; and repeatedly returns to a central theme, so often that at times it gets tiresome. But it's not a ramble.
It's a spiral.
Beginning with Rodger's earliest memories – age three; who remembers things clearly from when they were three years old? – the reader is introduced to his insecurities about his height, his lack of prowess in sports (skateboarding and soccer, particularly), and numerous other subjects of early-childhood drama which, for a great many American children, are very commonly felt. Nearly no children are immune from having to deal with playground arguments, or bullying, or moments of jealousy, or not getting the toys they were hoping for. There are plenty of pre-adolescent issues which later seem fairly small, but which at the time seem like the end of the world, or at least seem like insurmountable problems. They, along with how our wiring allows us to perceive them, all contribute to our development as humans.
By the time Rodger hits the fifth grade, in his narrative, just about everything he experiences points back to two inescapable truths: [1] girls won't talk to me, but they'll talk to all the other boys; and [2] those other boys are not nearly as deserving of the attention (and, by the time high school has arrived, the "sex and love") that the girls heap upon them, as I am. Over and over and over, it all comes back to a version of this phrase: "why them, and not me?"
I'm not a psychiatrist or a psychologist. I took one Psychology course in high school and one in college. I know just enough to know that I'm utterly unqualified to analyze or diagnose anything to do with matters of the mind – and this is no knock on the teachers of those courses. They just helped me to see that the mind is a staggeringly complex thing, and that I should not just toss around hypotheses willy-nilly.
That said … the 137 pages of this young man's writing suggest to me that there was a bit of nurture and a bit of nature, each, involved here. At numerous points in my reading of this manifesto, I had to pause, catch my breath, and consider how one person's brain can be wired one way, and another's can be wired another way. (And wonder, with each passing anecdote, how the events would have been described by someone who lived outside of Rodger's head. The same? Differently? VERY differently? And how did that affect the people around him who might have gotten him help earlier, or treated him differently, had they understood? And when would none of that have mattered anyway?)
His extended narrative contained, at least to my perception(!), a number of very clear moments where that spiral began to accelerate. And accelerate again. And again. And then teeter on the edge of out-of-control.
Just about two-thirds of the way through, Rodger uses the term "Day of Retribution", and it's a harrowing moment for all of its relative offhandedness. If you're reading the thing at this time, rather than, say, three weeks ago, you know that the Day of Retribution happens, and that it involves more than one hail of gunfire, and that it kills six and injures 13 others. Foreshadowing is unavoidable. The final corner that Rodger turns – which has not been widely reported – is startling. Not because there's no way he could have achieved it, but because for 135 pages his sole focus has been about how unjust the world has been to him in terms of social success and then suddenly (and I mean that) it gets global.
By which point, the use of the term "Day of Retribution" has become not offhanded at all.
By the end of the thing – fortunately only within the last three pages – Rodger is offering his visions of what a proper version of society and civilization are, and he's casting himself as a worthy dictator, and as a divine creature, i.e. a god. Even if his visions hadn't included internment camps in which to keep and eventually starve all the women in the world (i.e. just punishment for having collectively starved him of love and sex for all 22 of his years on Earth) … his last three pages no longer have anything to do with middle-school crushes or frat-boy pickup artists or aloof blonde women or his self-image as alternately a "magnificent gentleman" and an unsuccessful still-virgin full of "desolation and despair". That corner has been turned, and now Nothing Is Going To End Well, even though it wasn't going to anyway.
One (me) could still not stop reading, though.
I finished the thing not more than two hours ago, and as I did so, my head was figuratively spinning – though not necessarily due to the writing's gradual and relentless descent into depths from which only the most skilled mental health professionals had a prayer of rescuing him. And there were those that tried.
Instead, it was the sheer number of issues that had been raised, issues that currently dog America and its policymaking leaders; issues for which there are either no easy answers, or no answers that will easily be agreed upon by members of our representative government or the media (some of whose livelihoods often seem to depend upon not agreeing on things, or understanding issues, or even recognizing that those issues exist).
It wasn't just misogyny. Although it is a ton of that, no matter how Rodger arrived at it. Nearly from the beginning, he swerves back and forth, from worshipping girls and women (hoping they would bestow even some small bit of attention or approval upon him), to rage and hatred (when they don't), and back again. And again, it all spirals downward until with about four pages to go he declares that "women are all mentally ill". By which point, Rodger had dipped his figurative toes into the pool of the men's rights movement, by way of visiting an Internet website whose purpose was to decry both women and the male "pickup artists" who deprive other, more deserving men of those women's attention.
It wasn't just materialism and its effect on someone's sense of self-worth and on their public image (real or imagined). Although throughout his manifesto, Rodger is convinced that the latest videogame system, or a "cool" hairstyle, or expensive clothes, or higher-status cars, or multi-millionaire status, by turns, are the gateways to others' acceptance, admiration, and sexual attraction.
It wasn't just entitlement. Although Rodger's upbringing does feature a remarkable array of overseas family vacations, new gift laptop computers, birthday and holiday gifts of money, and the like, all of which could contribute to an impression of what has been glibly named "affluenza". Pundits have referred to Rodger dismissively as "just another whiny rich kid" – well, maybe, but scratch that surface and I think you'll find there's more going on here …
It wasn't just bad parenting choices. Although quite early in his life, Rodger's parents' marriage did break down. And their parenting styles didn't just differ from one parent to another – each parent, and later each step-parent (at least according to Rodger's understanding), veered from tough-love to spoil-and-enable. By the end, one can imagine each parent trying to figure out just what in the world they are going to be able to do to help their son, and every single time seeming to choose poorly.
It wasn't just the schools. It wasn't just educators lacking the ability to spot signs of distress, or to engage Rodger in some way that would help him overcome what started out as social anxiety. Although – and I am a teacher, so I tread carefully here – there isn't any indication that almost any of his teachers, public-school, private-school, or community-college, tried to help him figure out what he might be good at, if it wasn't sports. (If there had been a videogaming club anywhere handy, that might have been the ticket – for the second quarter of Rodger's manifesto, playing "World of Warcraft" is practically all he does.) On the other hand, Rodger doesn't stay at any one school for very long – he's able to convince his parents to move him from each school because his social interactions there are such a disaster. One can imagine harried school officials being willing to have Rodger's parents simply take him off their hands. We got enough of our own problems.
It wasn't just mental health issues. Although, early media reports identified Rodger as having Asperger syndrome, and then as having been suspected of it by his family, and then, oh never mind, it must have been someone flailing for quick and easy answers. As I've documented hereabouts, I've taught students with Asperger syndrome. It's difficult to say "no one with Asperger syndrome would get to the point of shooting up a neighborhood", but it's also difficult to say what other behavior tendencies the typical Asperger social-skill-deficiencies might exacerbate. Again, I emphasize my total lack of professional expertise in this matters; but as I read these 137 pages, I couldn't help thinking that some part of Rodger's mental wiring had failed him, and in a cascading way.
It wasn't just issues of race. Although the longer Rodger writes, the more often he expresses disgust about other men of darker complexion (black, Asian, Hispanic) getting female attention of which he, a clean-cut white male, feels he is more deserving. These expressions aren't pervasive, but it's not just the California beach bums and frat boys he spends time calling out.
It wasn't just issues of mass-media messages. Although for a very long time, the American public has been made to understand that certain attributes are more attractive than others; that you must have these certain things, buy these certain products, look like these certain supermodels, make at least this much money every year, in order to be seen as attractive or successful – by others, or by your own self.
It wasn't just about guns. Although at the end it was that, in spades.
It was about all of these issues and probably a few more … all wrapped up in a completely untidy package. This story, if you scratch the surface even a little bit, has revealed and highlighted one fact that I think is undeniable:
We got work to do. And I'm not naturally a pessimist, but I'm genuinely not sure how we're going to do all that work.
It's undoubtedly too much for any single person to try and wrap their arms around and deal with. We can try to convince our elected leaders to do their gosh-darn jobs and work to deal with these issues (although it seems that we'd have better success if we were corporations with access to lots of persuasive money). All we can do … is all any individual can do, particularly those of us who are not Congresspersons or world leaders or corporations. We can try to make some small difference within our small sphere of the world, and hope that lots of other people do the same, and hope it approaches enough.
It means that I'll pay yet closer attention to children of any age who are my students. Not to jump at shadows; not to see impending Isla-Vista-grade disaster lurking where it's actually not. But I certainly never want to turn on the news and hear a shooter's name with a familiar ring to it. For my students' sake, not mine.
It means that this summer, I'll spend two weeks working with future high school drum majors, and I'll [1] appreciate them that much more, and [2] that much more enthusiastically encourage them to go find that kid who's about to quit band and make sure they don't.
And it means that the next time I see my niece and nephew: I'll keep an eye on 'em, I'll frankly admire what kind of kids they've turned into so far, I'll nod admiringly at their parents too … and I'll give them an extra firm hug.
It's somewhere to start.
Put Me In, Coach
Used to be that if I wanted to get away from the bad news that seems to pervade American life – y'know, the shootings and the natural disasters and the general political scumbaggery – I'd go pick up the Boston Globe sports section and immerse myself in the box scores. At least there, at least half the local sports teams could provide me with a winning narrative at least half the time, give or take the Patriots.
"Used to be", I think, ended probably around the same time that Reggie Lewis died. Which is to say that for the last twenty years or so, I've been well aware that Keith and Dan (or whomever)'s "Sportscenter" commentaries were about scores and contract squabbles in equal measures.
If only it were only that simple, lately. The sports world is now shot through with *news* stories, and not inspiring ones, either. Lance Armstrong and his voided Tour de France victories. A high school in Texas building a sixty-million-dollar football stadium (grotesquerie #1), and then discovering that the thing was built with support structures that can't safely support all the fans they needed to accommodate (grotesquerie #2), even as they were laying off dozens of teachers. Speaking of grotesqueries: ancient zillionaire Donald Sterling, and not merely his backward racist utterances but the fact that the beliefs laid bare by those utterances are indeed entirely relevant because they governed his dealings with the people he held economic sway over, both the millionaire athletes and the minimum-wage apartment dwellers, and what in the living hell is he saying now for the love of heaven please stop and quit while you're behind?
Kind of a relief to read the stories that have to do with actual competition. The Ranger skater on a breakaway barrels into the Canadien goalie and the resulting pileup yields a knee injury that takes the goalie out of the rest of the seven-game series. Predictably, the Canadien faithful (and the head coach) conclude that the feet-first trajectory of the New York forward had to have contained intent to injure, and just as predictably, the Ranger faithful tell the Canadien faithful what they can do with their aggrieved fainting spell.
(And this Bruin fan, unaccustomed as he is to rooting for the Rangers, is doing so because the Habs sent his beloved black-and-gold skaters to the golf course for the summer, and is therefore ill-equipped to objectively judge whether he's looking at "intent to injure" or "intent to score while careening". Although, look, kids, it was a breakaway. Stuff moves fast, grown men fall down. It's hockey. Quit yer whining and get on the plane to Manhattan.)
But man, the great wealth of sports world stories that deflate the natural optimism. So imagine my delight at witnessing a sports story that ends well and seems to redeem past injustices.
At the age of about nine, I lost one in the lights.
It was my final season in a four-year career in the heady world of Little League baseball. As I remember it, the team I was on wore uniforms very similar to those of successful major leaguers; and that was about where the similarity ended. Our team lost about once a game, on average.
Over the course of my tour in the Littles, I had found most of my defensive success in the infield. I could fire across the diamond from third with accuracy. I actually was part of a decent double-play combination at age eight. My single inning as a catcher featured a runner barreling home from third, and after the throw arrived from right field, I blocked the plate firmly, and when the umpire asked if I was still holding the ball, I showed it to him (and subsequently begged my coach to move me anywhere else on the field please and thank you).
As a pitcher, I was fine until I hit my first batter. Got him square in the bicep, and after that my inside-pitch location just went all to heck.
So, one night during my tenth year on Earth, the coach sent me out to centerfield.
The scene was movie-grade. It was a night game, under the lights. Somehow, everything looked more pro-baseball. The aluminum bats twinkled. We could imagine far more fans in the stands than were actually sitting on those little tiny bleachers on the third-base line, because it would have been tougher to see the ones that were sitting further up under the nonexistent upper deck anyhow. There were no cornfields around the warning track; in fact, there wasn't even a warning track, just more grass and eventually the infield on the far corner of the complex. But it was okay. We were in the majors. (Of our town, anyway.)
I trotted out to center. Traded a few long tosses with my friend in right field. Bent over to pick a few blades of grass; the usual major-league groundskeeping. The first batter hit a slow roller to second, and I dutifully moved to back him up. You never know; nine-year-olds will occasionally let one through.
I saw the swing, heard the sound of metal hitting baseball, and observed that the baseball was going not to left or to right but straight over the mound, high, and toward me. I took a couple of involuntary steps backward – it had been a pretty loud PING – and looked up.
And my whole field of vision turned violently purple.
At no time had we held practices at night. A crucial error. During the day, there's only one Sun, and you know where it is, so you know instinctively where not to look. At night, as it turns out, there are at least four suns, two to your left and two to your right, and if you look at any of them, your eyes' chances of recovering in time to find that incoming artillery dial down to fractions of percentage points.
Couldn't find the ball. At all.
Which wouldn't have been so bad had I not known that it was hard, and moving fast, and undoubtedly headed for my braincase. I'd been hit by pitches before, and only at eight-year-old-pitcher speeds. This had the potential to get me good.
In spite of the part of my brain that wanted to look like a dashing sports superstar, the part of my brain that had a little common sense won out. I put my two forearms straight over my head. Protection trumps derring-do. It wasn't flight, but my instincts told me not to fight with fifty miles an hour worth of cork, rubber and horsehide.
More than a little embarrassing, though, when the ball hit the ground a complete twenty yards in front of me.
I would like to think that I recall picking that ball up and firing a sizzling strike to the third baseman to cut down the runner who was trying to stretch a double into a triple, but it was about forty years ago and honestly I don't remember. I was so mad that in that moment I probably could used the piqued energy to briefly become the Dwight Evans who used to take a ball that had rattled around in Fenway's right-field corner and throw it in a physics-defying, nearly-flat parabola directly to Rico Petrocelli at third who then would apply the sweep tag, and none of this one-hopper crap, oh no indeed, and you, dear runner, will take a seat in your dugout and consider the foolishness of trying to run on my arm because you are more out than a guy who can't find his house keys at two o'clock in the morning in the dead of winter.
No, I probably slunk back to my spot in center and vowed to be perfect the rest of the night.
I'm pretty sure that only I remember that little vignette, now.
Fast-forward four decades or so, to the middle of last week. I stopped off, on the way to a choir rehearsal, to watch my seven-point-nine-year-old nephew and his Little League team do their thing. He was decked out in a Dodger blue t-shirt and cap that in fact read "Dodgers" and "LA" respectively. I sat on the blanket that his mom had laid out on the grass, in foul territory beyond third base, and noted that at least one thing in this country hasn't changed in all this time. As the sun began to approach the tree line on the other side of the field, kids were working on baseball skills. Coaches' barked instructions were followed with instant enthusiasm. Running and throwing (and sometimes catching) drills were happening. Number One Nephew was running and throwing with utter second-grade abandon. (Throwing a good deal more accurately than most of his mates, it seemed to me, ten yards ahead into an eight-foot-square net, though that could be Uncle Bias talking.) And, as always happens when a group of three or more kids gather to play ball, one of them and then another one made a two-handed chuck of their fielder's gloves high in the air. And might have lost them in the lights, if they'd been turned on yet.
Okay, I thought to myself, smiling goofily. The extended Hammerton bloodline has reclaimed that field. Because Number One Nephew was making it happen on the very same ballfield wherein my Centerfield Moment had occurred. For my money, the Curse is Reversed.
And not a contract squabble or a banned-substance suspension in sight.
Steady On
We were in my Mom's living room, the five of us. My two-year-old niece played with her toys on the floor. My sister, my brother-in-law, and I sprawled on couches and other comfy chairs and considered the question that my mother had just put to us.
The question was: are we really going to need that much food? How many people are going to come to this thing, really?
My memory is not super clear on which one(s) of us said it, but I'm pretty sure the reaction was: … are you kidding?
We're gonna be swamped. We're gonna be up-to-here in people. We're gonna need a lot of copies of the bulletin. We're gonna need crowd control.
Mom. Seriously. Only the whole congregation is going to show up for this thing, and that's just for openers. Do you know how many people are going to show up and claim that he did something for them, for them personally, that made their lives all the better?
I don't think any of us actually spoke that last sentence. It was implied, though.
Nearly ten years later, that scene is plain as day in my mind.
Ten years ago today, my dad passed away.
Ten years ago minus about a week, the five of us were sitting around after church, digesting the noon meal, and four of us were trying to wrap our heads around the details of a memorial service. My niece was still happily playing with blocks, or something.
As I presume is usual in that situation, so many clear understandings were floating just out of our reach … but this one thing, at least, I knew for sure: Mom was crazy. More than a smattering of folks were going to show up. More than a few dozen folks were going to show up. It was slight hyperbole to suggest that half the civilized English-speaking world was apt to show up; but the ushers were going to break a sweat.
What I would eventually end up saying in the eulogizing talk that I gave at that memorial service, and what I would go on to write in a couple of online spaces in the time since then, was this:
"[Dad] didn't do giant-sized things for people with the intention of putting them on a billboard and pointing and saying 'look what I done'. He did small things for individuals: a staggering number of them. 'What goes around, comes around' is a phrase that applies to good deeds in life, too. I think Dad would be startled to realize just how beloved he really was – he really didn't think too hard about that."
So I was comfortably certain that this one time, I knew better than my mother: I knew we'd see lots of people at that memorial service, and at the visiting hours the night before. Lots. And lots.
As it turned out, I'd actually lowballed that estimate.
Yes, the church was packed full of people, including a full choir, that Saturday afternoon, as was the reception afterward. And, as I recall, a whole lot of the church's reliable sources for food preparation swung into action and made sure there was enough food at the reception.
But what probably got my attention most, that weekend, was the line of people at those visiting hours on the Friday evening before.
My family and I stood and greeted people for three and a half hours out of a scheduled two. Yes, you read that right. The line of people extended from the chancel, down the side aisle, to the doors at the back of the sanctuary, out into the narthex, out the exterior doors, and I honestly don't know how much further outside since I was kinda pinned to the chancel.
But people stood in line and waited patiently for the opportunity to walk past us and tell, in many many cases, stories about something kind or helpful that Denis had done for them – stories we'd never heard before.
Current and former congregation members, some of whom had been welcomed into the church by Dad the Usher when they had arrived new at the church some Sunday morning, recently or long ago.
Next-door neighbors. Next-door neighbors years and decades removed from our street.
Summer arts camp comrades of mine who remembered Mr. Hammerton, that humorous gentleman with the English accent.
My Dad's co-workers – with some of whom he'd been setting up science experiments on the day he passed; and some from longer ago than that.
A squad of Holy Cross band members, with whom I was working at the time: "your Dad came to so many of our home games, wearing that tall furry hat and that huge down coat! And cheering for the band louder than for the football."
(And a squad of my UMass band alumni friends, who had just about those same memories, albeit from twenty years earlier.)
I've long since given up trying to calculate just how many people we greeted in those three and a half hours. It left me shaking my head in wonderment. The guy was so low-key that, in spite of my certainty that he was one of the world's finest examples of human … I was genuinely startled at just how very many other people thought the same thing about my Dad, for a staggering multitude of reasons.
Of course we miss having him around, here, with us, in person. How many times in the past ten years have I imagined what commentary he would have made about something (and chuckled)? "Steady on, team," or something similar. But on the other hand, how many times have I made commentary about something and been struck by how much I just sounded like my Dad?
So, if Jackie Robinson was right in saying, "A man's life is only worth how much he impacts other people's lives," … then oh yes, Dad's still around.


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This is my third canoe. I used western red cedar strips 1/4×3/4 bent around forms on a strongback, edge glued and held together by statples until dry, then pulled the staples, sanded, sheathed it with polyester fiberglass, added the seats, gunnels and presto – a canoe is born. I built this in 1986 and still use it. It is 16' long and 36" in the center.
-- Fred, Georgia
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#1 posted 11-12-2008 08:55 PM
Super job, I love the beauty of the wood showing like it does.
-- Dan Wiggins
#2 posted 11-12-2008 09:20 PM
Absolutely gorgeous. I love cedar canoes.
-- Bill from Lithia Springs, GA I love the smell of sawdust in the morning.
#3 posted 11-12-2008 09:58 PM
Really a nice job. Love wooden canoes, tenders, boats. If you had to guess, how much do you think it weighs?
-- Rich in Richmond -- Experience is something you don't get until just after you need it.
#4 posted 11-12-2008 11:04 PM
Thanks Dan, Bill, and Rich.
I think it weighs about 75 to 80 pounds. I am still able to lift and carry it on my shoulders bracing it with the center yoke, which is about the balance point. I have been thinking of adding a thin keel – it is a pain to keep it in a straight path in a lake when paddling by myself unless I am in the center on my knees. I am more of a woodworker than a canoest. I got the plans from one of the how to build a strip built canoe books – I want to say the author's name was Gilpatrick. I've loaned the book out and never got it back. I need to add books to my list of things not to loan out which includes wifes and chainsaws. I still have my chainsaws. Now I am off to look at Bill's and Rich's stuff.
-- Fred, Georgia
#5 posted 11-13-2008 02:21 AM
Looks great. This has been on my project to do list for a long time. For now it is going to stay on my list, but some day…
-- Brian, Lebanon PA, If you aren't having fun doing it, find something else to do.
#6 posted 11-13-2008 02:27 AM
Wooden boats are so beautiful, especially when the wood is allowed to show and not painted over. Let's go fishing!
-- "They who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night." ~ Edgar Allan Poe
#7 posted 11-13-2008 03:04 AM
I found this online: Gilpatrick, Gil. Building a Strip Canoe, DeLorme, Publishing Co., 1985 (see: http://www.wcha.org/build_restore/plans.html)
-- "They who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night." ~ Edgar Allan Poe
#8 posted 11-13-2008 03:29 AM
Very great project!
-- masrol, kuala lumpur, MY.
#9 posted 11-13-2008 05:22 AM
Beautiful job Fred. It looks great!
Thanks for posting it.
-- Martin, Kansas
#10 posted 11-13-2008 03:39 PM
Thanks again, and thanks mmh, those were the plans I used. I am pleased that my memory remain fairly intact. Building the canoe gave me a lot of pleasure – especially seeing and running my hand over the curve of the hull. To me if you look at something and it makes you want to touch it – you have been won over! Thanks again folks.
-- Fred, Georgia
#11 posted 11-21-2008 01:35 AM
I just have to get going on my boat project after seeing yours!
#12 posted 12-21-2008 06:24 PM
Something I did not mention, was that I ripped all the cedar strips on a Sears radial arm saw. Boy when I finally got a table saw I was in heaven. Life is Good!
-- Fred, Georgia
#13 posted 12-21-2008 06:56 PM
Wow what a Nice Canoe
-- Jim, Kentucky
#14 posted 03-26-2009 05:23 PM
Really nice looking canoe. I have started my first. Hope it lurns out as nice as yours.
#15 posted 10-15-2009 04:35 PM
Love it! it is every man and boy's dream to have one of these.
-- Greg, Southern Oregon, www.oregonburls.com What can I say but God Is Good!
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Hello ladies! Hope you all are having a fantablous day today! We're over the hump, into Thursday, with Friday right around the bend–annnnnd–guess what else? It's time change weekend! 🙂
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Are you ready for the deets on this scrumptious Chocolate Cake with Strawberry Cream Cheese Frosting I created?
My daughter has a sweet little friend named Kenzie who loves my desserts! I have always fixed her and her brothers and sisters their very own special dessert for their birthdays. When I asked her what she wanted–she said, " A chocolate cake with strawberries and chocolate".
I had to think on it for a little bit to really get in my mind how I was going to make this cake. One night while sleeping, I saw it–in my brain–seriously! So here is the creation. Every single bit of it is homemade 🙂 Easy, peasy, and SO yummy!
Chocolate Cake with Strawberry Cream Cheese Frosting
Chocolate Cake with Strawberry Cream Cheese Frosting
For the cake:
- Ingredients:
- 2 cups cake flour
- 1 teaspoon baking soda
- 1/2 teaspoon salt
- 1/2 cup water
- 3 1 ounce squares unsweetened chocolate
- 1/2 cup butter
- 1 1/2 cups white sugar
- 2 eggs
- 1 teaspoon vanilla extract
- 2/3 cup sour cream
For the frosting:
- Ingredients:
- 2 8 ounce packages cream cheese, softened
- 1/2 cup butter, softened
- 2 cups sifted confectioners' sugar
- 1 teaspoon vanilla extract
- 1 pint of strawberries, hulled and chopped (reserve a few to place on top)
- chocolate syrup for drizzle
Directions for the cake:
- Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Grease two 9-inch round cake pans.
- Sift the flour with the baking soda and salt three times.
- Boil the water and add it to the chocolate, and stir until melted.
- Cream together the butter or margarine and the sugar. Add the eggs and mix well. Stir in the vanilla.
- Blend in the chocolate mixture to the creamed mixture. Add the flour alternately with the sour cream, beating well after each addition. Pour batter into two 9 inch round cake pans.
- Bake at 350 degrees for 30 minutes or until cakes tests done.
Directions for the icing
- In a medium bowl, cream together the cream cheese and butter until creamy. Mix in the vanilla, then gradually stir in the confectioners' sugar.
- Take chopped strawberries in another bowl and mash to allow the juices to flow. Mix strawberries with cream cheese mixture. Allow the icing to rest in the refrigerator for a bit until it comes together then frost the cake as normal!
- Drizzle cake with chocolate syrup and place reserved strawberries on top for garnish.
This dessert would also make a great cake for a Valentine Dinner with your sweetie!
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PRODUCER: Ted Field, Bradley Thomas
DIRECTOR: Bobby Farrelly, Peter Farrelly
SCRIPT: Bobby Farrelly, Peter Farrelly, Scot Armstrong, Leslie Dixon, Kevin Barnett (short story A Change of Plan by Bruce Jay Friedman; 1972 screenplay by Neil Simon)
CINEMATOGRAPHER: Matthew F. Leonetti
EDITOR: Alan Baumgarten, Sam Seig
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Donald M. Hart is an aspiring novelist living in the humid south. He is semi-retired and lives in the house he was raised in and shared with his wife of thirty-two years. His wife died in March of 2010 after a five year battle with Breast Cancer. She was just fifty years old. He is the father of a twenty-nine year old daughter and Grandfather to two grandsons and one granddaughter. He is also slave to a dogs and a cats.
Donald has had a passion for the written word since he was five. He authored his first short story in the second grade at the age of six. He has several published works to his credit. They include two short stories, three articles about backpacking and seven free verse poems that could be classified as introspective and abstract. All of his publications have been to regional markets.
Donald is a graduate of Southern New Hampshire University where he earned a degree in creative writing.
Donald is determined to finish his journey in Creative Writing because of one of his wife's promises she had him make to her: "Go back to school, finish your degree and write that Damn novel you're always talking about".
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I am having issues with the Local Group Policy editor on my machine. I'm not using group policy through a server I am using gpedit on the computer itself.
The issue I am having is that originally I setup the restrictions to stop control panel access however I now need the access myself. I've gone into gpedit and told the restrictions to disable the control panel lockout but no luck.
I have tried loging on/off, restarting the computer and refreshing the policies by using gpupdate on command prompt. Nothing I have tried so far has been able to fix the problem, in effect I have managed to lock myself out of the control panel!
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Might have to use a bartsPE disk to edit what you need or do a restore point.
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