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This last week was probably one of the most productive in a while. People always go to New York and they go to Boston, but for those of you who have never been to North Adams, it is a beautiful town in Massachusetts about three to four hours away from New York and three hours away from Boston. North Adams is a wonderful, artsy little town in the middle of nature. It is pretty surreal. On top of that, it also has one of the largest centers for contemporary visual art and performing arts in the US.
I was lucky enough to stay in this amazing place for a week with my mom Gingger Shankar and her friends/creative partners Dave Liang from The Shanghai Restoration Project and Yunfan Sun, an incredible visual artist. They have a multi-media project called Nari which is about my grandmother and great-grandmother that got into MASS MoCa's residency program. I was also lucky enough to play guitar and sing a bit on it, but I will be doing a separate post about Nari very soon.
There are so many things about this experience at MASS MoCa that I want to document, but I will only talk about the best things for now because I could go on forever with this.
I will talk about the exhibits first. The museum is massive and altogether contains 25 buildings, including some empty buildings and ones still being worked on, but still you can imagine how much astonishing art there was to see through out the museum. There were two exhibits that struck me the most. The first one Encampment by Francesco Clemente. You go into this big room and see these tents placed around the room, and then you go into the tents, each with a different theme and every inside wall covered in paintings. Some racy, some dark, some bright, some bold, some making a statement, and some just to look pretty. One tent had the theme of a man in a top hat and each painting was pretty racy while making a statement. Another tent, the first one I walked into, had a theme about women. That one had some of my favorite paintings in it. Another tent was very bright pink and had many paintings of angels laying, dead it seemed, on tables. l loved the darkness of some of these and his contemporary style of painting.
My other favorite exhibit was called Bibliothecaphilia and was basically a library/reading room. It contained books such as classic poetry books with poems written by Shakespeare and Edgar Allen Poe, The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald, books about the act of decision making (which would be useful for someone like me) and books about music. I loved sitting and reading poems such as Helen, Annabel Lee and Israfel, written by Edgar Allen Poe.
The last and most important thing I want to talk about is how lovely everybody at MASS MoCa is. Everyone is so friendly and accommodating. I met some really amazing people. The entire tech crew was fantastic and super fun! Everyone who worked in the performing arts department were beyond lovely. One of the girls, Catherine, even lent me a guitar for the week so I could work on songs and practice. She is awesome! Her band just played in NYC and they write super nice music. They are called GRNDMS, you should check them out! I had a great time hanging out with everyone else at MASS MoCa.
MASS MoCa was an extraordinary place to focus on writing and workshopping songs. I even did some drawing while I was there. I did a lot of work in Lickety Split, the museums cafe and I practiced constantly in the production office. I am immensely grateful for this past week and for all of the inspiring people I got to meet. I can't wait to go back!
Last, but not least, this is Sabine, the cat who lives at Porches, the hotel we stayed in. Isn't she just precious?


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A while back when I lived in California, I'd visit a distant used media store whenever I was in that area. The used CDs were usually in the $5 range.
Sometimes I'd buy something, but usually I just browsed.
Eventually the owner asked if I was looking something specific so I told him. I mentioned in passing that I'd been searching for a while.
He said he'd keep an eye out for it.
Time passed and I found the CD at a yard sale for a quarter.
Eventually I made my way back to that side of town and visited the store.
The owner was happy to see me, went in back, and returned with the CD I'd long looked for. It was in good condition, though not as good as the copy I'd already bought.
He had a round price sticker on the case: $80.
He wanted $80 bucks for this CD.
His big grin fell when I told him that I already bought it elsewhere.
"You're kidding!" he said in a hollow voice.
Due to his reaction, it immediately hit me that this guy too, had paid more than the CD was worth.
He then came across like he had gone out of his way to do me this big favor. One I'd never asked for.
Why on earth would I even dream of not buying it elsewhere if given the chance? Why in the world would I wait for him to make the sale?
Let's be clear here: It was just a CD. One that never sold well, was out of print, and would likely be ignored by many. It didn't have market value, it had value to me.
I didn't feel sorry for him, I felt insulted.
Why would he presume that I'd be such a desperate chump for something? Why was he so confident I could be suckered?
Everything has a relative value, doesn't he know that?
If I was restoring a classic dream car, yeah, I might pay a lot of money for an original part. Maybe even 5 times as much just to end my search for something so rare. The car (bike, house, boat, whatever) has a far greater relative value.
He began grumbling, he was so deeply put out.
I left and never returned.
Unrelated to me, he closed his shop a few years later. I wondered if he went down bitching about people who say they want something but don't want to pay for it?
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Disneybounding 101: Costume, but make it fashion
When I was seven years old, I was obsessed with Disney's Hercules because my nickname was Meg and so was Megara's. I had her purple dress with a picture of her stamped on the hem and I proudly wore it on dress up day at school - only to find out my mum had actually gotten the date wrong and it was actually the day after. I cried so much the school had to call her to pick me up and it felt like my little seven year old world was ending.
Flash forward over a decade and I'm seriously considering going to Disney World for my 25th birthday. I found out that if you're an adult, then it's against the rules to dress up as your favourite Disney character in the parks now. Apparently, people kept running around and parading as 'real' characters to children and other guests and well, you know how Disney is about their IP...
However, Disney geeks found a loophole in the system and enter the art of of Disneybounding, dressing like a character without setting off Disney park staff's alarm bells. It's basically a way of paying homage to a character without looking too much like them, ya dig?
Here's my take on a thoroughly modern Minnie.
I call her business fish Minnie Mouse. In my mind, she's head of marketing for some cool creative agency and patiently supporting her husband who's on his third or fourth failed entrepreneurial endeavour.
But ya know, she gets shit done. She has a watch and everything. That's how you know I've crossed over into costume territory - I never usually wear them and I'm also never on time.
I've been asked a few times where I picked this jumpsuit up from. I bought it when I was travelling alone in Japan some years back at 104, a gigantic Shibuya shopping mall filled with rows upon rows of fashion stalls aimed at young women. 104 was glorious.
It was around £50-60 and it was a big deal for me at the time, as it was the most expensive piece of clothing I'd ever bought for myself and holds a super special place in my heart.
I layered it with a sparkly silver turtleneck, which I found at the thrift shop to end all thrift shops: Mee & Gees back home in Hong Kong. It was about HKD$20 (less than £2) and I later saw a really similar version at Monki for like £15. Mee & Gees is a hassle to sift through, but hoo boy there are some goldmines. On that note, I should probably do a Hong Kong fashion guide at some point.
I broke my bright red Charles & Keith leather tote out of my closet for this. I bought it because I usually carry my laptop around in a scrappy cloth bag that came for free at an art exhibition - and that ain't super professional. It's my go to this-imposter-syndrome-is-killing-me bag and I know all of y'all out there have at least a similar one primed for job interviews or important meetings. I then finished the look off with two gifts, an Olivia Burton watch and my Ted Baker Kyoto Garden loafers (which you may recognise from my Chinese New Year post).
Does anyone have any Disney World tips? Also, I'm genuinely interested - who would you dress up as?
outfit details.
104, Tokyo
red metallic handle tote bag, £69, charles & keith
backless loafers in kyoto garden, ted baker*
case cuff black dial & Gold watch, £115, Olivia Burton*
* Thanks to Ted Baker & Olivia Burton for the kind gifts!
Want to find similar pieces and shop my look? I put together a little gallery below - finding anything remotely close to the jumpsuit I have was a nightmare so uh...yeah, maybe you'll have to make your own.
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(or at least, similar styles.)
Shout out to Kaye Ford (Fordtography) for the incredible shots. Girl is a MAGICIAN with a camera.


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The oldest of Avendarian spellcasters, the druid embodies attunement to the primal world in all of its facets. The ethron were the first to compose druidic orders, charged as they were by Elar the All-Mother to defend Her creation. In time, other races would place their own subtle marks on the ancient ethron ways: the humans brought their affinity for the moons and other celestial bodies, and the caladaran brought their skill in bodily transmutation. While the heart of the druid will forever be ethron, the inclusion of other races within its secretive ranks has made the class both more dangerous and more versatile.
The druid is the only primary caster who learns to fight unarmed, and similarly, requires no weapon to defend herself; what method she chooses in battle belongs to her whim alone. However, she may only ever use one weapon at a time, which has lent many druids to carry a staff, or other larger wooden arms. Melee combat is available to the druid, as she can take on the shape of various creatures to aid her combat prowess, but it is not necessarily her forte. Instead, she draws her most potent powers from the world around her. Unlike the arcanist, who acts as a conduit or cipher for the powers of his sphere, a druid borrows from the natural world that which is in abundance. This gives her a surprising degree of flexibility without tethering her to the restrictions of a scholar's lifestyle.
All alignments and ethoi are available to the druid, allowing her to put her mind to whatever she wishes. Many druids favor Elar, the primary goddess from which the druidic art was born; yet, they do not shy away from other deities, particularly those who are in some way associated with nature, such as Lilune or Sitheus. Much like their cousin, the ranger, druids may also eschew religion entirely, holding nature itself to be an ideal worth venerating. Ultimately, the druid sees herself as a part of a much larger continuum of life, and is never without the shelter of the wild.


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Friday, May 23, 2008
Looking for something easy for the Memorial Day picnic? How about a salad?
Broccoli and Cauliflower Salad
2 cups chopped cauliflower
2 cups chopped broccoli
1/2 cup sugar
1 cup mayo
2 Tbsp vinegar
bacon bits
Mix sugar, mayo, vinegar in small bowl. Add to cauliflower and broccoli. Top with bacon bits.
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Forewarning: content includes stylist rant
While everyone else is talking about spring trends, festival looks (please make it stop), and "new season new you" messaging, I decided to take a different approach and ask that you stop telling me and yourself that you can't pull something off. I can't tell you how many times I've been complimented on something I wear only then to be followed with, "but you can pull that off, I can't." You know what the only difference between me and that person is? I actually just liked it, tried it, and put in on. Yes, it's that easy to pull something off. With this being said, I understand that people may not always know how to incorporate things into their wardrobe which is why I'm able to be a personal stylist in the first place, but that's a whole other topic.
I love my clients. Part of the reason I'm so happy doing what I do is because I'm a social person and the more time I spend with someone, especially in the intimate area of their personal style, the more I get attached and understand their emotions when it comes to how their wardrobe impacts their everyday life. I observe their current state, try to empathize with what's holding them back from looking and feeling their best, and then coach them through breaking out. My face to face services are the most productive in doing this because I physically get to force them in trying something out of their comfort zone. And, when they try something new and realize that they actually love it, it significantly boosts their confidence and attitude because they have a sense of accomplishing something they really didn't think would work for them.
Where am I going with this? Pull it off! If you like something, try it before you convince yourself it isn't for you. For the record, this doesn't mean trying to wear a crop top you saw on a 23-year-old if you're 52 (unless you're Elizabeth Hurley). Fashion should be fun, not boring. Specific looks don't belong to specific people. Get inspired by what you see and apply it to your personal style. Yes, it may feel strange at first like getting a new haircut, but you'll get over the awkwardness as the new look starts to settle in. Also, remember this is about trying something you like, but are not yet comfortable with, not trying to force things you don't like into your wardrobe. There is a difference, but the prior is as easy as just putting it on and heading out the door.


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Jessup Photoluminescent Exit Signs Provide Safe Alternative to Tritium Signs
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Jessup Manufacturing Company offers building owners, architects and construction specifiers a complete line of Underwriters Laboratories UL 924-Listed photoluminescent exit signs that are non-toxic,
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The drawbacks to tritium signs, which use radioactive gas to activate the light source, were reinforced in late January when the Canadian Nuclear Safety Commission refused to renew the license allowing SRB Technologies (Canada) Inc. (SRBT) to process or use tritium for making signs. SRBT is the primary North American source for tritium used in this type of "glow-in-the-dark" emergency
In a press release announcing the SRBT decision on Jan. 31, the CNSC noted, "The Commission decided not to renew the operating license (sic) based on its opinion that SRBT will not make adequate provision for the protection of the environment when carrying out activities that include the processing of tritium."
Environmentalists in Canada applauded the decision, according to news reports. The CNSC will permit the general possession, transfer, management, storage and disposal of nuclear substances that are part of the Class IB facility located in Pembroke, Ontario.
"As North America's leading manufacturer of UL 924 Listed Exit Signs, we offer customers a wide range of styles and colors for these long-lasting signs that are activated by ambient light," said Alan M. Carlson, vice president marketing support/business development for Jessup.
"We are consistently looking for opportunities to build our technology capabilities and production capacity;" he explained. "With our recent acquisition of General Vy-Coat LLC's PVC photoluminescent manufacturing and capacity we have proven our commitment to customers and the photoluminescent industry. We continue to offer, 'The Best Total Value' through a combination of quality, price, availability and breath of product that no one else in the market can match."
Berkley, CA replaced existing tritium exit signs in its public buildings with Jessup's Glo Brite® UL 924 Listed Photoluminescent Exit Signs in March 2006.
"Concerns about tritium signs have been growing over the last 10 years, when an incident in New Jersey exposed some of the dangers of this material," explained Carlson.
In the New Jersey incident, a tritium sign was broken in a psychiatric hospital, calling attention to the clean up and disposal problems involving the signs. Use of tritium
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The rice festival had started in Mu Cang Chai and I still had quite a few things to complete at the office. Then it rained for a couple of days that my motorbike adventure to Mu Cang Chai was delayed further. Then came Wednesday that a typical autumn day returned to Hanoi and I felt ready to be on the road again.
Idyllic landscape at Gia Hoi, Van Chan, Yen Bai
I had got up quite early and had been relaxed by my morning coffee. The morning breezes were so pleasant that I felt sleepy again. It looked like it would be a nice day and I had better start today. My luggage had been packed up and ready for ages! Still it was just good to double-check everything before departure…
I left the city at half past eight in the morning when it was bright sunshine. The newly made road was just excellent and I felt great to be in fresh air again. It was a pleasant day that the temperatures in the morning were around 25-28 Degrees Celsius. The country air was so rejuvenating. The landscape on the way was beautiful but quite familiar to me and I did not stop for photography. I wanted to save my time for Mu Cang Chai really…
Rice fields at Nam Bung, Van Chan, Yen Bai
It got a bit warm when I stopped for lunch at Thu Cuc (Tan Son, Phu Tho) at mid day. The restaurant had only steamed rice and stewed fish left and I felt it was just good enough for a quick lunch. The owner looked at me curiously and asked if I was coming for the golden rice at Mu Cang Chai. He said there had been so many travelers last weekend. A young guy told me that I had better be prepared with enough petrol as there was no chance to get it on the mountain pass of Deo Khe (the Khe Mountain Pass between Phu Tho and Yen Bai)… they were really nice people.
Tu Le - Cao Pha Valley during the harvest season
After lunch I kept on with my adventure through Deo Khe which offered sublime views of the valleys and mountains in bright sunshine. It was tempting to stop every now and then for photos but I insisted on riding further. I didn't want to miss photography at the high pass at Mu Cang Chai at twilight. At Son Thinh (Van Chan) it sprinkled down a few drops of rain and it was cloudy and windy when I was at the Muong Lo Valley. I had my raincoat with me and not anything to worry about. I kept on riding past Lien Son Farm and it started raining hard at Son Luong Commune (Van Chan, Yen Bai). When I passed a high mountain road to Gia Hoi and it was just dry again. There had been no rain here!
Breathtaking valley of Tu Le - Cao Pha during the golden rice time
Descending into the valley of Tu Le I found the village in a festive atmosphere. People were making Com (dry young sticky rice) which is green, soft and fragrant. Com Tu Le is a specialty that you could bring along on your trip and eat as snacks. Vietnamese people who travel past Tu Le would normally get a few packs as souvenirs for their beloved ones at home. Some of the fields at Tu Le had been harvested and some still had ripe rice which had withered yellow colors. It looked to me that they did not have a bumper crop this year.
Late afternoon at Tu Le - Cao Pha Valley
I kept on riding past Tu Le onto Khau Pha Pass. I was looking for some great moments on the pass when lighting conditions were good for photography. I was not lucky this time as sunlight was too weak and local farmers were burning off the straws. The whole area was quite hazy and smoky. I got some photos as documentary ones only and kept on riding further to Mu Cang Chai. The terraced rice fields leading into the "Theater Of Rice of Vietnam" were quite impressive, but it was too dark to have nice photos. I just enjoyed my ride amid the peaceful scenery of the mountains when the day was drawing to a close and arrived at the homestay a bit after 6:00 P.M.
At Mu Cang Chai I normally stay at a Hmong family. They have a nice wooden house on stilts offering a sweeping view of the terraces and mountains in the front… The young owner just greeted me back and got me a hot tea. This time they reserved a private room for me. I left my luggage in the room and got out onto the terrace in front of the house for the tea while the host went back to the kitchen preparing dinner. There were other Vietnamese travelers staying here tonight.
My room at a homestay at Mu Cang Chai
Dinner was a feast with steamed black chicken, smoked water-buffalo meat (Thit Trau Gac Bep) and Hmong apple whiskey (Ruou Tao Meo). I could not drink much, but stayed up late for a chat with the hosts. The winds were a bit stronger later in the night and I felt chilly. It was time to go to bed then. The moon was so bright tonight, another of many beautiful moonlit nights that I was amid the mountains of the North West of Vietnam…
Landscape in front of the homestay in the early morning
Morning came with chilly air. I opened the door and came to the front terrace. It was slightly hazy and pleasantly chilly. The air was fresh and it was still quiet. I went down to the kitchen and found the hosts were preparing breakfast for the guests. I asked for boiling water and made tea myself. It was lovely sipping hot tea enjoying the fresh morning like this. I wouldn't trade my precious morning moments while on holidays for anything in a hurry…
Bright sunshine at Mu Cang Chai
After a while other guests started getting up. And local people started working in the rice terraces in front of the house. The host brought me breakfast and quickly went back into the kitchen. Here they only had noodle soup with omelet and steamed sticky rice. The sun came out quickly and the sunshine was so bright. The air was pleasant and fresh still.
A bird eye's view of Mu Cang Chai
While I was finishing breakfast, the kids bade farewell to me and left for school. Even in the mountains here, kids stay in school all day and only see their parents in the evening. It is different in the old days that we only went to school half a day. But I know that there are families who can not afford to have their kids to go to school or that in some far-flung regions they do not have enough schools and teachers for everyone. Life is always tough somewhere…
Small mountain trail from thrilling adventures
I had finished my breakfast and thought I had better make a move. My plan was to travel by motorbike and trek on some trails to visit villages and to take photos of the people and landscape of Mu Cang Chai. It was a beautiful day and I should have enough time here for everything. Else, I'd come back anyway and there was no need for me to hurry at all.
Nice golden rice terraces at Mu Cang Chai
The trail uphill allowed me to get panoramic photos of Mu Cang Chai. It was bright sunshine and fresh air. Then came a road block. They were repairing the trail that I could not travel through. I knew there was another trail lower and smaller and turned around to head to that one. The trail didn't provide great views of the mountains and rice terraces, but it saved me quite a distance. I traveled for half an hour and found recent rains had swept away part of the trail. A bulldozer was working to make the path passable again.
A stunning view of Mu Cang Chai from a high point
It is extremely costly to maintain roads in the mountains. After the rainy season, then roads are gone and they have to start all over again. I have traveled in the far-north of Vietnam for many years and still can't believe that things change that dramatically after the rains. While I was perplexed as to what to do next then a boy from the bulldozer came over and asked me to turn around. It was not possible to proceed further. Wow, my whole morning had been only for traveling back and forth on the bad trails! But there was no choice then.
When I was about near the roadblock again some local men stopped me on the road and told me that they could bring my motorbike on the terraces uphill and back again onto the trail on the other side of the roadblock, so that I could travel further on this same trail without having to go all the way back down to the big sealed road. Well, that was a nice offer and I agreed immediately.
A panoramic picture of Mu Cang Chai
It took them half an hour to bring the motorbike back to the trail and I continue my journey after paying the charge. It was in late morning and the clouds kept moving slowly so that a part of Mu Cang Chai was in clouds' shade and the other part in bright sunshine. There were no winds and it was warm sometimes. I shot photos of the mountains and rice terraces from high above which were just stunning. It was just that sometimes I had to leave my motorbike to get to a vantage point on foot and it was warm as I didn't have a sun hat on.
Rice terraces high in the sky at Mu Cang Chai
It was mid day when I got down to the sealed road. The sun was very strong. There was a restaurant by the roadside that I thought it was perfect to have lunch and a break. And all of a sudden the sky turned dark and a rain came pouring down. The owner of the restaurant was A Hmong lady who told me she had only fried fish and steamed rice left. That was just perfect for me. The food was good and I finished it quickly. It was still raining and I asked for a beer to prolong my break. It rained hard and it looked like it wouldn't stop soon. But the rain did stop when I finished my beer and a nice joke with the owner.
Scenic rice terraces close to the road
The sun came out again and it was much stronger than before. The beer started having effects upon me that I felt so sleepy. That was a bad decision of me today! I felt to tired getting down and climbing up a mountain gorge for photography. I had also given up the thinking to get more petrol and travel up the mountain again. I'd have a relaxing time this afternoon riding my motorbike and shot whatever came into view.
My whole afternoon turned out to be a pleasant experience. It soon became windy and I quickly felt good again. The road was good and the air was fresh. I rode slowly and stopped every often to take photos of the captivating landscape. With the objects close to me, the photos looked just real and impressive. Every turn of the road provided me with a totally different vista. The fluid lines of the terraces looked so amazing and so natural that it is hard to believe that they are man-made!
Good time passed quickly and another day was drawing to a close. Sunlight was too weak for photography and I rode leisurely back to the homestay. There were stretches of dense forest left nowadays, a few years ago the forest had covered the whole area. What a pity! Arriving back at the homestay at 5:30 P.M I had nice time again sipping hot tea on the lovely terrace. The scenery of the mountain and village was so peaceful at the end of the day…
Hillsides carved into amazing rice terraces
Dinner came a bit late as the hosts had a few more guests to serve. The new comers were friendly and their talk brought a more cozy vibe to the house. I made dinner quick and went upstairs to review the photos I took in the day. The chilly air and warmness of the blankets made me feel really sleepy and I was more than willing to give up everything for a good sleep. It would be a long day tomorrow for me. I would leave Mu Cang Chai and would take on a new trip, a motorbike adventure to Ha Giang. My time here had been wonderful and successful. I had enjoyed the landscape and the people, and I got beautiful photos of the golden rice terraces...


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I just took delivery on my new computer! Now I face the lengthy process of setting it up with all my files and programs. My goal is to do some house cleaning of my old file folders before porting them to the new computer. As I began that process today, I found a text file from 2004 that was named "Changes". It must be something I found on a blog or website back then. It was written by a seminary student. The theme of "change" is descriptive of the entire history of Christianity, so I thought my readers might find it interesting. It is included below without additional comment.
We confront our presumptions and prejudices in light of the wisdom of others and our own experiences and then make up our minds as to what we believe. It is a life-long process and it accurately describes my own journey of faith. I suspect it describes the journey for you, as well. We are in the process of faith building known as Christianity.
Because it is a process, it is always in the throes of change. Some of these changes are just minor little adjustments while others are pretty dramatic course corrections. Granted this is a disturbing experience. It is certainly not the kind of cushy and comfortable Christianity a lot of people are looking for but it is, I believe, an accurate description of what it means to follow Jesus. This is precisely why so few people really study the Bible. They are afraid to make any changes. And that is both un-Biblical and un-Christian.
In Exodus 32, there is a dialogue between God and Moses. A friendly debate that grows more impassioned even to the point where Moses is trying to convince God of the error of God's ways.
The error of God's ways. How's that for a little blasphemy?
The Revised Standard Version of the Bible says, "And God repented of the evil which he thought to do to his people." The New Revised Standard Version says, "And God changed his mind!" If the Lord God Almighty could be persuaded to alter course a bit surely we can too.
This is such an important point, such a dramatic revelation. What it says to me is that the God we worship, the God we claim is eternal truth, the God we acknowledge as the source and ground of our very being…is also in a process of change. Now perhaps that process of change is only in the way God is revealed to us or maybe it is even more fundamental than that. After all, if God is alive and real does that not imply some kind of continuing change? How can there be life without it?
Such pondering is very problematic. It opens up a can of worms that most of us would just as soon keep shut. That is precisely why there is so little real Bible study. It makes us uncomfortable. We don't want to be educated. We don't want to change. It is, I am convinced, precisely why Jesus was killed. He was re-interpreting scripture. He was offering a new and different insight into the nature of God and the religious people wanted none of it. So they killed him. Unfortunately for them, death couldn't stop this new revelation and it continues revealing to this day whether we like it or not.


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I got to the Greyhound station at 7:05 to pick up an elderly friend. I discovered from the boards that her bus was expected to come in late. By 9:30 I was completely panicked as the bus she was supposed to be on was dropped from the posted board entirely.
The ticket sales rep said the bus was late and she had no update. The security officer / office manager said the bus had come in on time. I finally blew and demanded he check out the schedule carefully as I was very concerned that my friend was travelling alone, 3 hours late and nowhere to be found. He finally, after a huge mother meltdown, did confirm her route and discover the bus was 4 hours behind schedule. He had a foot and 100 pounds on me, but if I hadn't gotten confirmation as to her whereabouts I would have flattened that rude dude. She borrowed a cell phone and told my husband on the home phone that they were actually due in 5 hours past the scheduled time.
By the time she got there, she was exhausted after 1 day and 20 hours on the bus and I was having quite unpleasant exchanges with the Greyhound folks who didn't have accurate information about their buses. Late might be understandable, but not knowing if your elderly passengers are on a late bus or lost is not. I was so worried.
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I am Jane Taylor!
I was a late starter where fitness and exercise is concerned and hated sports and PE when I was at school.
After my youngest son was born I found myself at home for the first time ever and I really struggled to know what to do with myself.
In my previous life I had been a chef and I hadn't taken maternity leave with my first two babies. This time around I was hemmed-in by school times but my days seemed to stretch endlessly from drop-off to pick-up. I felt trapped by my life and became very unhappy and disconnected from the outside world.
Exercise was quite literally my saviour:
I signed up to my local leisure centre when Jake was 8 weeks old. It was probably far too soon for my body but perfect-timing for my mental health. Soon I was doing 2 classes back-to-back, 6 days a week with my little one sitting in his chair at the side of the hall. It became my reason for getting out of bed, a place where I met like-minded women and somewhere that I felt I belonged. I got into the best shape of my life and I loved how my body looked and felt. The boost to my state of mind was an unexpected result and something that I had never experienced before.
Inspired by how much exercise had made a positive impact on my life, I went on to train as an 'exercise to music' instructor. I love the fact that this enables me to share my passion and enthusiasm for movement and to help other people discover the many positive benefits of exercise too.
From my passion for teaching, I began working on the gym floor, spent 10 years in leisure management and then managed a gym for several years before setting up taylor-made fitness in 2010.
At every stage, the thing I have loved the most is seeing the difference that movement can make to everyone who tries it, regardless of their initial goal, their previous experience or their age.
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- offering you fitness sessions which deliver the same positive benefits that I experienced when I first dipped my toes into the world of fitness 24 years ago
I can't wait to share my passion for movement and massage therapy with you.
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General certification:
- First Aid at Work certificate (valid to Nov 2019)
- covered by public liability, malpractice and professional indemnity insurance through Balens
- Instrument Assisted Soft Tissue Mobilisation course October 2018
- Barre, bone & balance strong certification with Burrell Education October 2018
- Barre Pilates Method certification June 2018
- SpineSafe™ Pilates course with Cherry Baker April 2018
- currently studying Advanced Post Natal certification with Burrell Education
- Pregnancy Massage with Jing May 2017
- Massage for Scar Tissue with Jing May 2017
- Full ACMT certification – Jing Advanced Massage Training April 17
- Burrell Education Pregnancy & Post Natal Massage & Remedial Therapy November 2016
- Bodywork Beginnings – Jing Advanced Massage Training May 2016
- Be Activated level 1 (November 2014) & level 2 (March 2015)
- Kettlercise & Kettlercise H.Core certifications
- Level 3 Pilates Matwork Diploma
- Hypopresives Method – fundamentals, advanced & expert certifications
- Kinetic Chain Specialist level 1, 2 & 3
- Corrective Exercise Specialist
- Metabolic Effect – Indoor Group Training, Outdoor Group Training & PT qualifications
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Anyone looking for yoga experiences that are deeply relaxing and tension releasing, by any chance? Jillian has been interviewed at length in these pages. As one of her students over the years (full disclosure!) I can attest that she knows her stuff; her knowledge and professionalism permeate the teachings, and she is always creatively articulate.


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Five Things Friday/
1. Last Friday, I talked about McGee and Co launching their new line, and shared a few of our favorite items. They were kind enough to send us some of our favorite items from their new line! Both Ayms and I decided on the large market tote as one of our favorite items (surprise, surprise we would choose the same thing!). Ayms also chose a lotion dispenser and some cotton tea towels. I chose a terra cotta vase and glass market jars. Here's how I styled my new items in my kitchen (every item we chose was under $50 - bonus!).
2. I've been loving natural elements this season (both in interiors and in fashion). When it comes to interiors, anything with texture and earth tones is catching my eye (natural baskets, terra cotta, wood, linens). Here are some spaces and items I'm loving with natural elements. (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6).
4. This week I spent some time looking over our future house plans, and tweaking a few things. One thing on the plans is a mudroom with LOTS of storage and brick floors. This image is saved under my secret "Future Home" board on Pinterest.... Isn't it pretty?
5. Speaking of Pinterest... are you following us? I "over pin", and spend a lot of time over there! Make sure you're following us for lots of inspiration.
Wishing everyone a great weekend!


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Our beautiful daughter, Mila Philipine Nadimi, was born on Monday 25th of May at 5.13am. We are very thankful for her safe delivery, in good health & good spirits - born on her Ouma Sustjie's birthday! Mila has been given Ouma Sustjie's mother's name as a second name as her great grandmother had four children born on this same auspicious day.
Naomi is delighted by the presence of her little sister, as are the entire Nadimi, Mbumba, Oudshoorn, Van Wyk, Wouters, Wolters, Tjitendero & Lie families.
Mother and baby are doing well, and along with Papa, Ouma and big sister Naomi, enjoying the sweet attention of cards, flowers and messages streaming in. We look forward to your visits after our first weeks of rest.
Thursday, May 28, 2009
She's here... Mila Nadimi born 25 May 2009!
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One day before the BIG day... Oma Adri & Baba Joon dropped by to see how we were doing. As you can see the belly was in its fullest glory. Little did we know that in just a few hours somebody very special would be joining us.
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Sunday, May 24, 2009
Ramin & Cathelijne's son Kian is born!
Ruben's brother Ramin, his wife Cathelijne and their daughter Norah welcomed a new member to their family. Baby Kian was born on the 18th of May, we went to visit him a few days after his birth. Mutaleni's mother is also here visiting... awaiting the birth of her latest grandchild. Here are some pics of us adoring our cute little nephew & cousin!
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Today our officemates Testfire Labs shared exciting funding news! They are the latest recipient of investment from the Accelerate Fund II. This investment will accelerate their go-to-market strategy and help move them forward into the U.S. market.
We're lucky to have Yaletown Partners, managers of the fund, with us as members of our Mercer Warehouse campus. Both of the Accelerate Fund II investments in Edmonton, Testfire Labs and Visio Media, are Launch Party alumni companies and active members of our city's startup community.


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What's the healthiest vegetable on the planet? If you said kale, you would be wrong. According to research published by the U.S. Centers for Disease Control's journal Preventing Chronic Disease, the true powerhouse vegetable is watercress, a cruciferous cousin of kale that grows in fresh spring water and adds a peppery punch to salads. Use spicy watercress raw in smoothies or sandwiches for a good-for-you boost. Other ideas: Gently cook the greens as you would spinach, or try this simple salad of watercress and macadamia nuts from celebrity chef Ming Tsai. Check out these 12 delicious superfoods that will boost your diet.
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Wondering what to eat to lose weight? Eating more whole grains could be your golden ticket to losing lingering belly fat, according to experts. In a study that followed participants over a 12-week period, those who replaced calories with whole grains lost more belly fat than other dieters. Which are best? Look for grains that are unprocessed and are low on the glycemic index, says Dariush Mozaffarian, MD, DrPH, and Dean of the Friedman School of Nutrition Science & Policy at Tufts University, with a ratio of ten to one carbs to fiber. "A better rule in choosing a whole-grain product is to look for those that have, per serving, at least one gram of fiber for every ten grams of total carbohydrate," he says. Another smart choice is steel cut oats that are especially good with these healthy and tasty toppings.


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Saturday, March 3rd from 4-6:30pm
Celebrate our eight-year anniversary of Brooklyn Yoga School with this very special event: Sarah Tomlinson and Ambika are creating the Siri Jyoti Puja, a magical prosperity ritual. Increase your light, your radiance; your "Sri", your health and your wealth. Bring your positive intentions and watch them magnify and multiply with the Siri Jyoti Ritual. We will draw the sacred Sri Yantra on the floor then fill it with color and flowers, candles and love. A blessing ceremony with sacred mantras led by Ambika and a circle meditation will complete the ritual. Complete details HERE.
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"The Vow" 4/20/14 John Alden goes off to fight the French-Indian War leaving behind his mistress Mary who happens to be pregnant with his child. Tituba, performs a ritual on her in the woods to remove the child and give it to the… thing… in the woods. Minister Sibley, brands Issac in the stockards as a fornicator. When John returns seven years later, things have changed. Mary is now married to George Sibley, the vicious town minister, who she is torturing by keeping a toad down his throat. She feeds it her blood. Meanwhile Cotton Mather, the new town minister, is witch hunting. When he runs across a young girl possessed, he tries to find out who the witches are. Mary throws a dinner party and tells John she thought he was dead. Giles confronts Mary and tells her he saw her in the woods many years ago and she needs to tell him about his baby. Cotton uses the possessed girl to tell him who the witch is but she can't so he leashes her and she points out Giles. John and Issac witness the Grand Ceremony and break the witches circle. Giles, John's only family dies by stoneing. Salem is tvthatiwatch.
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At last my mother is no longer where she'd been. Instead, upon our family's passed down sick-person platform, has appeared the pile of pale gold mourning powder, defined inside the windshield of my visor as holy gift. When I click against it with my eyes {expand} it says: the final living sacrament offered for proper usage in rightful recognition of her faith.
I am well familiar with the intention of the substance. It had been granted likewise upon my father's death, delivered without fanfare within minutes of his concession, whenever that was, his eyes turned fully silver a final time. And I know in truth, despite its definition's intentional omissions, this is only the exact same stuff that filled our beds when we still owned those; and still today yet lines our land; the same state-powder used in recognizing every living being's passing away, including pets and home computers, thereafter retiring their memory in full.
Use of the powder, then, comes with the condition of a promise, a legal rite implied for those aggrieved. And I have no problem signing off, playing my part; there is little left regardless to give up. The hours have been long, sicker than I even can remember, by the end none of which my mother could tell a lick between in light of what had eaten through her cells, undoing to mulch every idea of both her person and my person, or as the visor says {expand} awakening to the disease {expand} so that at last she might find faith. The powder, then, for me, is meant to help me find a meaning, reason to continue.
I smear the powder on my face, according to protocol. Everything seems more simple then, at once, as has been promised by the Code's effect, before there even was a Code to follow; before they'd just forcefed us what we needed in our sleep. Such tactics are certainly no longer required under the current format, and thank goodness; now again we may enjoy active leisure with a full range of affect. I feel lighter, looser, like half my body's missing, though I cannot be sure which half. I can't remember all the years of feces on my fingers and the choking of the milk; the erased creation behind my mother's ongoing apparition running its program in her husk. If we could only live this way unending. If there were only already enough hell.
And yet even the powder is not enough. As when I turn to face the window, under the influence, I can now see where the ground is covered in miles of gushing layers of strange bumps, same as the bumps that line my back and in my mouth hole; above that, like a funny mirror, the sky is colored like all the blood the bumps have oozed out, soaking the soil brown, caulking it out. Among the bumps, too, sparse garlands of gray flowers spurt up where they can muster through crack marks in the ooze, despite how many times they've been pressed flat and flat again by the Compressing Ceiling that comes on to tamp the bumps down when no one's looking. The flowers have a will to survive that surpasses anything, it seems; and still they are not beautiful, serve no good purpose but to refuse to relinquish their position in the map; and this despite how, flowers or no flowers, classifying one's location is not only forbidden, but impossible. I am not supposed to even want something as such, something still beautiful, much less locatable, including myself, blessed here in passing witness to the remaining ground outside our house as it once was and always had been, for as long as we had lived, as long as there'd been people.
What's more I know I will not remember what I've seen when it is no longer allowed; that when the powder wears off I will only recognize the world beyond the glass as florid, full of open fields of glittering pixels programmed to encroach and mesmerize. And even if the access to Actual Information remains lurking in my corpus strong enough that I can feel it fumbling within me, like a promise, it is only to keep me fearful from stepping foot beyond the confines of our household, fused in my meat's rules, a gift granted only for how it haunts me. These, after all, had been the true terms of the allowance of our prayers, the conditions we'd signed to by being allowed to be let back out of the bubble cages, to return to the image of the once-deleted archive of nostalgia only each unto their own could understand. Any further coming out and the Numbing Nails will rise to order, end my congress with the transitory autonomy I've been blanched in.
It still feels good. I still want more. Yet I am careful snurfing the powder for a second and third dose, one in each eye, so as not to overdo it, to buy in too much, as had my cousin Sharon when his child died from exposure, resulting in the total demolition of his estate. My see-cells still hold scenes, too, from when I'd overdone it with my father's dying powder in the first hour; how for some weeks I believed half our locality had been washed away, in simulated memory of what had flooded his birthplace as an infant, long before there were such machines as we have now controlling weather and our remembrance of it; before I was fixed upon him in intervention as an anchor, something to keep him from exploding on the job. My father had been instrumental in the incorporation of the mourning rites in our locality, as it happens, though he had not meant to be at all; he thought he'd been acting in the favor of his people, to bring them better food and greener cash; and thus was somewhat of an unwilling icon in how it actually turned out; how here we were again enclosed in our ambition under the waste of a millennium, like all the rest of us allowed alive; another would-be martyr like my father for every place where there remained those who for some reason had not yet given up.
Our delusions do have costs, so it would seem, as do our attempts to eliminate or cope with those delusions, such as using the powder in any manner but for self-cleansing during the death-rite, or attempting to acknowledge that partaking of the powder at all is only designed to turn the deeper partitioned segments of our personas more relentlessly, in midst of trauma; to expose the full make of what we fear and what we still believe we could ever want to their scanners, revealing the softest points for future influence and conditioning of sickness. And still everyone partakes. Everyone is more afraid not to than to be subjected to what eventually will come. Not partaking, we understand, is the surest means to ending up on a target list short of speaking in the Forbidden Language or taking off one's visor when not in the presence of a cop. No one who has ever been on a target list has not ended up shredded to grist, their remainders shaken to the skies left beyond all mourning and salvation, regardless of whether either would actually carry permanent effect or not, any true meaning.
And I am not ready to die. I have so much shitting and standing and ambling around to do between now and when an actual fate arrives by fact of nature {expand} the fists of the dream of god they'd enabled me to feel inside my life outside their frame {expand} the heat that lurks over our head always and regardless, burning out the eyes of any who might wish to look upon it unpermitted {expand} anyone but those already called to die and become powder too in the confirmation of a love one's lost life. I only want to take part in what I am meant to take a part in by now, to see what has been made for me to see. I am no longer interested in harboring any weight that might evict me from my own place in the halls of their concept of our eternal being {expand} there is no further available information, whatever the cost.
It is with the reconfirmation of this wish, I know, already feeling out along the dying half-life of my dosage, that I am allowed to see before me upon the fields, the only officially permitted image of my mother and my own self left on record, as we had once kneeled, learning our trade, the grain of our encoding already sore in the grout of rubbing feedback of the ruined land; I see our flat palms placed softly, firmly, upon the other's temples, cold as true earth, pressing down on either side at the other's brain in performance of the Wish for Necessary Understanding, one of the no longer practiced rituals of our nation's history, but still permissible in record, as actual fact, as the rite is no longer seen as having ever been actually potent, and so therfore safe to ruminate on, in the name of striving for best practice; proving that we as a people we have grown; that we can understand now more completely our commitment to the laws.
Yet in the grid around the memory, as I can see, our flesh is shining. Our mouths are open, our tongues black with ritual milk, of blood that'd rained; I know we believe we are awaiting what would fill us from above there by the holy manual's pronouncement, were we strong enough to let it, were we the right kind of citizen to be given witness to Beyond. I know that we were in fact definitively not such a citizen, nor could have been any in the era before the installation of our visors; such citizens did not exist. And I remember too how completely I believed in what I felt that afternoon regardless, how strongly I had understood that even if such revelation from our mandated holy practice did not come today, it would come tomorrow; and that it was the potential of any day being the day of its commencement that I had found something upon which yet to thrive, a flowing feeling that pushed me forward through the hours, helped me have conviction enough to do my work, to go on eating, to tend to my mother as she became unable to still worship with me, to even place a name to any desire that she felt, much less my own name, or the name of him to whom we'd believed then we were praying all those hours padding up.
Our old beliefs, from such a distance in reflection, seem only catastrophic to me then, a far cry from the fundament of grace witnessed into us as thankfully the proper authorities had intervened, to set us straight, helps us find traction; to indeed at last be allowed to recognize my prior mode of hope as folly, despite the necessary friction and destruction taken up along the way; to be thankful for all I am, at last, deep down where only the powder could truly find me, for all that has been taken from me and my family, for all the blood and brain-erasure that'd occurred; for it is that very loss alone that must have saved me, brought me to stand here still on my flat feet. Without having suffered, I understand, for all of us, without having been abused, taken advantage of, used for fodder, pressed in our sleep, we would not have been able to survive, to feel a person in my person, much less any person.
I am thankful, I think aloud, using the visor's language, to be allowed. To be revealed unto myself. I know this is what I was chosen from the piles of bodies to be given life for. Though I know there is nothing different about this powder than any other powder my life is made from, I remain thankful for its allowance, however brief and under what trauma, herein the only pleasure I can feel, thus making all relative pleasure pale and wrong, its essence brighter, slicker in transmission, an experience to live for regardless of how little I will soon recall its false effect; to have seen as through the eyes of someone wiser than I ever could be, someone who has designed this experience by fate; to allow me to remember, with permission and proper guidance, what had been once more, whether it actually had been as it was, which I already know it wasn't, and already do not care.
I am long in up to my neck in iniquity against my country, I know, and always have been; likewise I am mired in such iniquity unto myself. I am already lost to what must be, on land and in mind, regardless of what small indulgences they allow us at the most sacred times, and for a distinctly certain purpose actually only benefitting a purpose that seems to not require my long term interaction; this moment is for here, only, and now. It is a moment around which my life, and so any, could be dismissed entirely from record, from all eternity.
As such, I do not allow myself to linger on the fact that as real as the already fading image of memory appears, I can still hear no soundscape to its internal daylight, as the out-of-doors had universally employed then, when they'd still bothered to funnel in an anthem to disguise the distant sound of pounding and seared meat. I cannot begin to remember even how such a music might have gone, as I know my cells for understanding melody and rhythm have been removed; as have, already, the cells that upon seeing my mother, young and healthy, can remember how it had felt to take for granted that such days would not last the feeling of months, neither in physicality or in retrospect, much less forever. I can hardly even see me there inside my younger self, my face devoid of all their scarring, of the work of rephasers, of the enforcement of the branding and the bugs. I am nowhere in me in that child, despite the ID of what my visor suggests had been my most beloved moment {expand} a form into which a weaker person would be trapped; though you are not weak, are you? {expand} We need you to thrive. {expand} We need you for feeling. For the Commencement of greater good of those from whom who take command, split from the very skin that ages on your back, your blood as old as anything even we yet can remember; we who allow you yet to be {expand} we who only want this because we know you also want it, as it was written {expand} Don't you?
Do you not?
Yes, I think, using the visor's language in response to itself, regurgitating, I want to thrive. I want to give back to those who have set the table for my daily cooperation. I have no one else for whom I might live now, as you know, as the only person who still loved me no longer breathes. I know no other. Without you now I must be nothing.
With this last prayer, then, I am ready for my mourning phase to end. I have never been so ready, having met my small goals like a good boy. Today is the day for which I've been meant to take up our dying name. And yet I must wait another interval before I am allowed again to invoke a transition sequence of my choosing back to now, at last turning back to face the room with my burning eyes closed to find it again as it had been before I found my mother's bestilled corpse; and now with the powder burning the skin off of my cheeks as it erases what I have seen in its own wake, I feel the final layer of its remainder framed as a penance to what I've seen, using up all of what its digital effect had so provided that it might convince me to be assuaged in my relation of release. I feel the spindly fingertips of someone stronger even than a parent or a friend rubbing in for me the last licks of residue of the powder on my eyelids and at my lips, the places I am most soon to be first touched by someone who might mourn me in my own turn; though I cannot think of who this possible mourner yet might be; and still, for the remainder of this small season, I am, I know, as yet alive {expand} yes, in fact, you are alive {expand} yes, we assure you {expand} so stop expanding.
And so I stop. Already then I cannot remember from what event the powder had been granted. At once I can't remember quite exactly where I am, or rather why I am, here in the home that I grew up in, having never let my mind inside another space inside my life; or why our family's private sick-person platform had been unpacked and rolled out into the middle of what had been, I recall, only a guest bedroom, my mother's name already missing in me where I'd acknowledge her hereafter as the final effects of the mourning powder shakes away, converting its primary function then from display thereafter to absorb. I only am thankful now that this {deceased person's passing apparatus} is still granted as an asset to our household, as the only official enabling device of human rest; I am certainly exhausted from all my work and inner-weather, after all; I only want for less requirement to have to sense, a fact the platform embraces in me with without a hitch, hungry itself for something new to latch its sensors onto, to earn its keep. Its thrumming platelets are still warm where I strap in, too, sticky still from whoever had been installed it before me, though I don't mind, and in fact I find it pleasant, welcome, as if it had been where I was supposed to have been connected to it all this time, held down and zoned out, like a child, or rather like the only definition of what a child may be as now presented on the pleasurable recordings the apparatus begins to fill my mind with as I turn down, begin awaiting who will soon arrive to take my last place, to begin attending to me in my absence, all of my body's failing needs.
Blake Butler's fourth novel, Alice Knott, will be published by Riverhead in 2019. He lives in Atlanta.


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Reading the Rocks
Jerry Spangler spent years working as a journalist, and he has now turned his investigative skills towards a very personal quest: Jerry is trying to save archeological sites that are threatened by the production of oil and natural gas in Utah.
The land around Nine Mile Canyon and Range Creek in Utah is rocky and rugged, and it is full of petroglyphs and pictographs. Jerry first visited the sites as a college student, where he discovered cliffs covered in hundreds of thousands of images.
Dick Gordon talks with Jerry about what he has seen in the rocks, and what he is doing to preserve them now that the U.S. Bureau of Land Management has given natural gas companies permission to drill.
Marrying Straight
In August, The Story profiled Bill Shipley. Bill had hidden the fact that he was gay throughout an entire career in the Coast Guard and his marriage. Bill finally came out to his wife and children. That story inspired one with Erick Wiger. Erick wrote to say he was on the other side of that story, a "straight spouse" whose wife came out to him after years of marriage.
And now one more: Joe Moore wrote in to say, "I want to thank you for airing Erick's story. Like Erick, I too was dragged into my former wife's closet. It took a while before I learned that my story is mine to tell and I don't need to carry the burden of my (then) wife's secret. In fact, Joe says, "I met my wife in a str8 spouse support group. My ex came out as a lesbian after 16 years of marriage and 3 children. My wife's ex who was a minister of a conservative baptist denomination came out after 13 years of marriage and 2 children."
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6sqft's series "My sqft" checks out the homes of New Yorkers across all the boroughs. Our latest interior adventure brings us to the West Village apartment of real estate mogul, entrepreneur, and professional jetsetter Emir Bahadir. Want to see your home featured here? Get in touch!
Growing up as an heir to a generations-old Turkish real estate empire, Emir Bahadir divided his time among London, Switzerland, Istanbul, and New York, and while being "exposed to all different types of fashion and arts from a very young age" got him hooked on design and art, it was the "energy" of NYC that ultimately got him. After moving here eight years ago to study at NYU, 25-year-old Emir has now founded his own brokerage and development firm, BHDR, and amassed an Instagram following of more than 600,000. Part of this media success stems from his personal brand Bahadiring, where he's able to "share his top-of-the-line lifestyle with the world… featuring everything from a clothing line to cosmetics."
One representation of his luxurious taste is his West Village loft, which he describes as masculine, sleek, and bold. Emir embarked on a 14-month renovation with architect Mark Stumer after purchasing the home three years ago, and he's now opened the doors to give 6sqft a special look at his contemporary art collection, custom-made furniture including a library with leather shelves and drop-down movie theater, and family heirlooms.


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Jerry Seinfeld's 'Comedians in Cars Getting Coffee' Could Be Looking for a New Home
This story has been updated to reflect a response from Crackle.
As Jerry Seinfeld's contract with Crackle approaches its expiration date, the comedian is reportedly considering moving Comedians in Cars Getting Coffee to another streaming platform.
Seinfeld's show was first introduced on Sony's Crackle in 2012, with its ninth season scheduled to premiere sometime in the next few months. The New York Times reports that it could be the last season of the show to air on Crackle as Seinfeld is supposedly in talks with other streaming services, including Netflix (NFLX) and Hulu.
If Seinfeld partners up with another streaming service, it could go one of two ways: First, all existing episodes could be sold to another platform for distribution while new episodes continue to show on Crackle. The second option is to remove the show from Crackle completely and debut new episodes elsewhere.
Sony told the Times that the 53 episodes of Comedians and Cars Getting Coffee have been streamed upwards of 100 million times, helping the platform gain popularity. True to its title, the show follows Jerry Seinfeld as he picks up his guests in a vintage car he selects especially for them and we simply watch the two comedians have a conversation over a cup of coffee. The show has featured comedic greats like Stephen Colbert, Louis C.K., and John Oliver.
If Seinfeld does end up partnering with another streaming service, it could be bad news for Crackle considering Comedians in Cars Getting Coffee is its most-watched show. Sony, however, will continue to profit off of the series since it maintains a production role.
When Fortune reached out to Crackle for a comment a spokesperson replied, "Comedians in Cars has been a great part of Crackle's programming line-up for years and we look forward to continuing our relationship with Jerry Seinfeld."


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New Non-Profit Dog Rescue Organization 'Mighty Mutts Rescue" Dedicated To Serving The Peninsula Launches In Brisbane
New Non-Profit Dog Rescue 'Mighty Mutts'
Dedicated To Serving The Peninsula Launches In Brisbane
Celebration Takes Place at Dog Friendly Restaurant 7 Mile House
Tuesday, March 22, 2016 - Brisbane, CA - On Saturday April 2nd, 2016, Mighty Mutts Rescue (MMR), a new non-profit in Brisbane, CA will celebrate the launch of their organization that provides rescue, foster, and adoption services to all dogs in the Peninsula. The historic and dog-friendly restaurant 7 Mile House will be hosting the celebration festivities, and will also kick off a new dog adoption and fundraising partnership between MMR and 7 Mile House. Monthly dog adoptions will take place every first Saturday of the month from 12-4pm, and will include a "Furry Flea Market" with local vendors selling dog treats, apparel and supplies.
We're excited to partner with 7 Mile House because we know these monthly adoption days will encourage people to rescue or foster a dog in need. We've rescued 40 dogs so far, and five of them were adopted during a puppy bowl event we organized with 7 Mile House. Shares Mighty Mutts founder Amanda Fould.
Recently nominated as "Best Dog-Friendly Restaurant in the Peninsula" (2016 Beast of the Bay Awards), 7 Mile House will be presenting MMR with a donation check raised through their "Paws on the Patio" dog menu. One dollar from dog meals purchased at 7 Mile House "Paws on the Patio" menu will be donated to MMR year-round, and 100% of proceeds will be donated on adoption days. A reunion will also be held inviting all of the families that have adopted dogs with MMR. To view profiles of dogs available for adoption visit www.mightymuttsrescue.org.
Event Info
Address: 7 Mile House, 2800 Bayshore Blvd. Brisbane, CA 94005
Phone: 415-467-2343
Date: Saturday, April 2, 2016
Time: 12-4pm
Event Page: https://www.facebook.com/events/1524031304565931/
www.7milehouse.com @7milehouse #pawsonthepatio
About 7 Mile House: Established in 1853, the historic 7 Mile House is a family and dog-friendly restaurant, sports bar, and live music venue, serving up a unique mix of homestyle Italian/American/Filipino food. Located in the San Francisco/Bay Area for over 160 years, 7 Mile House is the only mile house left standing in its original location; and has a colorful history from its rebel days in the 1800s, to a trucker/biker hangout, and an infamous sports gambling joint in the 80s. Today, they are the most popular restaurant and bar in the neighborhood boasting great food, drinks, sports via satellite and live entertainment every single night. For more info visit www.7milehouse.com
About Mighty Mutts Rescue: Mighty Mutts Rescue is a Nonprofit (501C3) Organization that was founded in November of 2015 by Amanda Foulds, A long time rescue worker and volunteer. They are comprised of an amazing board & some incredible volunteers who come from all walks of "rescue life". As an organization they are passionate about second chances and believe that all animals deserve one. As a rescue their focus is on the rescue and placement of small breed dogs/puppies and the promotion of spay and neuter. They are an all foster home based group that is located on the Peninsula of the San Francisco Bay Area. Along with their website www.mightymuttsrescue.org you can find them on Facebook (www.facebook.com/MightymuttsrescueCA) & Twitter (@Mightymuttsrescue).
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The disease is an aggressive fungal infection called chytridiomycosis. It is caused by a type of chytrid fungus, colloquially known as Bd, which is shorthand for Batrachochytrium dendrobatidis.
Their common name comes from the Ojibwa word maashkinoozhe, which translates to "ugly pike".
The Northern Crested Caracara is a medium-sized raptor, smaller than a goose, but bigger than other birds in the Falcon family like the Peregrine Falcon.
The envy of the Bald Eagle, the Crested Caracara is, well, crested—which is sort of a way of describing a bird faux-hawk (pun-intended).
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So you're stuck finding a gift for that particular person and socks just won't do. Don't panic, the Hotcourses editorial elves are here to help. Sat in our Santa's grotto themed office (no exaggeration) we have come up with a gift giving guide to get you out of trouble. Give someone the gift of learning and leave the course choosing to us by taking our festive quiz.
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LDBS Academies Trust
Chair: Professor David Cumberland
Deputy Dean, Faculty of Education and Children's Services, Chester University
David has over 20 years' experience in schools as a teacher and as a Local Authority Adviser, developing teacher training and education programmes and school development guidelines.
Vice-Chair: Gillian Dale-Skey
Gillian is a National Expert on Payroll and an experienced Chair of Governors, who brings detailed knowledge of finance and human resources to our Boards.
Dame Anna Hassan
Dame Anna is a Consultant Headteacher with a wide experience of Inner-City schools with an emphasis on leadership and inclusion issues.
Marion Hunter
Marion is a former Headteacher and an Ofsted Additional Inspector. Marion is a School Improvement Consultant who has worked with Church of England and Roman Catholic schools, as well as, community schools.
Preb. Revd. Guy Pope
Deputy Chair of the LDBS and Member of London Borough of Camden's Scrutiny Committee
Revd. Guy Pope is a highly experienced Chair of Governors who has worked with schools in considerable difficulty and helped them on their journey to becoming 'Outstanding' schools.
Elizabeth Wolverson, OBE
Chief Executive Officer of the LDBS Academies Trust and the LDBS Academies Trust 2
Liz is the Former Director of School Support Services for the LDBS and GROW Education Partners. Being a lifelong educationalist, Liz brings her extensive experience as a teacher, a governor, an adviser and a teacher trainer to the position of the Chief Executive Officer of the LDBS Academies Trust and the LDBS Academies Trust 2.
Inigo Woolf
Chief Executive of London Diocesan Board for Schools
Inigo has been involved in charity governance for over 40 years and brings risk and project management experience.
Directors' Attendance and Term of Office
- Directors and LAT staff attendance 2017 18
- Directors and LAT staff attendance 2018 19
- LAT Register of Directors