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Duke needs its bench to continue improving as ACC season goes on
Duke senior guard Grayson Allen said if the team is going to continue to play at a fast pace, and play good defense, the bench must play like it did against Pitt.
Players are going to get tired, he said.
"So that's when we need the guys off the bench to come in and bring those minutes," Allen said, "so the guys that are on the court playing the majority of the minutes aren't pacing themselves or trying to stay in the game longer. It's work your but off in the game, so when you're tired somebody can come in and give you a little rest."
Pacing themselves was an issue for the Blue Devils (14-2, 2-2 ACC) earlier in the season, especially during the PK80 tournament in November. Players would play in spurts and try to conserve energy. It affected their defense, and the Blue Devils would often find themselves down double digits. Then they would make a comeback.
No. 7 Duke's starters account for 83 percent of its points. Often more. Duke coach Mike Krzyzewski has often said his team is not deep this year. He usually runs a seven- or eight-man rotation.
The lack of depth, and starters pacing themselves, finally caught up to it when Duke lost to Boston College, 89-84, on Dec. 9.
Its bench only scored 10 points that game. Eight of those points came from sophomore forward Javin DeLaurier. And in a 96-85 loss to N.C. State on Jan. 6, the bench scored only four points. All four points, again, came from DeLaurier. Sophomore center Marques Bolden did not play in that game. He was out with a knee injury.
DeLaurier has been nursing a tight hamstring.
Both were out on Wednesday, so that meant other players, who may not have normally played, had to step up.
Enter sophomore forward Justin Robinson (6-9, 198 pounds). Duke coach Mike Krzyzewski had told him in practice that he would likely put him in at forward. Robinson joked that when Krzyzewski tells you to be ready, "you better be ready."
"I was fired up when I knew I was about to play," Robinson said. "I was fired up to play some defense and go out there and get some stops."
Robinson scored 10 of Duke's 22 bench points. He knocked down shots when freshmen forwards Marvin Bagley III and Wendell Carter Jr. were double-teamed in the post. Robinson was 3-for-5 from behind the 3-point line. He also added three blocks.
"We have to, while we're improving, get to know the group we have right now. The group without Javin and Marques," Krzyzewski said. "Like Pitt has lost their kid for a while. They've had to adapt. ... But the bench did a good job. JRob was very good."
Duke could be without Bolden again for its game against Wake Forest (8-8, 1-3) at Cameron Indoor Stadium on Saturday. Earlier in the week, Krzyzewski said Bolden would miss Saturday's game too. Bolden has an Grade 1 MCL sprain.
If that happens, Duke will have to go deep into its bench again with Robinson, Antonio Vrankovic and Jack White. And again, someone will have to step up.
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We realize you're probably on heart shape overload, but couldn't resist sharing these adorable and yummy cocktail and dessert ideas featuring hearts. While they'd obviously be perfect for a Valentine's Day wedding, we think they would fit in at any time of the year. From the top, we have Big Heart mini cookies from sunshinebakes.etsy.com; a supersweet wedding cake from Erica O'Brien Cake Design in Los Angeles; Hard candies from Papabubble; the Kissing Ladybugs chocolate collection available at Harry & David; and a metallic dusted chocolate heart cocktail garnish from Dress the Drink. —Lauren Matthews

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Saturday, February 11, 2012
Jackie Exoh
I really just want to post things sometimes merely because they have caught my attention for a short moment in time. I'm not typically a fan of progressive house but I've been following Jackie ExOh for a minute and thought you might like to hear her blend of music. It's very upfront club style house that isn't exactly the norm anymore but it once was and will likely be again. Jackie has played with some big names over her short career including Nicky Romero, Alex Kenji and Designer Drugs. Boom.
Here is the link to her summer promo mix: http://soundcloud.com/jnads/jackiexodropmix2011
Here is her Facebook so you can both encourage her to make a new mix and come to Madison. https://www.facebook.com/jaynads
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Curiosity Mission Updates
Sol 2100-2101: Back on TopWritten by Scott Guzewich on 07.02.2018
NASA's Mars rover Curiosity acquired this image using its Left Navigation Camera (Navcams) on Sol 2098 Credit: NASA/JPL-Caltech
Curiosity is back on top of the Vera Rubin Ridge once more, having completed our drive over the weekend as we move toward our next drilling target in the "Pettegrove Point" geological member. This Navcam image shows the occasionally steep edge of the Vera Rubin Ridge on the left side of the image and the dusty haze beyond it that has shrunk our horizons for the last few weeks.
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These blog updates are provided by self-selected Mars Science Laboratory mission team members who love to share what Curiosity is doing with the public.
Dates of planned rover activities described in these reports are subject to change due to a variety of factors related to the Martian environment, communication relays and rover status.


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Who's Whose?
by Jan Ormerod
Published by U.S. edition: Greenwillow, 1998
32 pages
Ages 3 - 7
Throughout the week, the lives of three families continually intertwine as each one engages in day-to-day activities. Meals, after-school classes, caring for pets, grocery shopping and gardening all become communal events in this urban neighborhood, as friends and family members look out for each other and share their ups and downs. The story opens on the title page with framed portraits of the three families -- that's the last time we see them as separate units. As the story progresses, we see children, parents, grandparents and pets in and out of each other's homes and lives. Ormerod's detailed pen-and-ink and watercolor illustrations depict the daily hubbub while her lively text describes the action and invites children to interpret what's going on by asking questions that begin with the word "who?" The delightful visual complexity will encourage repeated readings and observant readers may eventually have more than one answer for the question posed by the book's title. CCBC categories: Picture Books for Younger Children (KTH; Aug 24) © Cooperative Children's Book Center


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The Les Paul Foundation Helped "Little Kids Rock" Across the Country with a Grant and Surprise Instrument DeliveryAugust 5, 2014 by Les Paul Foundation
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Students in New York and Chicago Jam from 800 Miles Away via Videoconference and Celebrate Les Paul
New York, NY – December 12, 2013 – The Les Paul Foundation awarded Little Kids Rock with a grant that will power music education initiatives in public schools over the next year. To further the partnership, the foundation's Executive Director Michael Braunstein visited Lower Manhattan Community Middle School- MS896, a Little Kids Rock school in New York City, on Wednesday, December 11th surprising the students with a delivery of Epiphone Les Paul electric guitars. Simultaneously, supporters of Little Kids Rock's Chicago chapter delivered Epiphone Les Paul electric guitars to Edwards Elementary in Chicago and the young rockers jammed via Skype from nearly 800 miles away! The guitars will be used to augment the successful Little Kids Rock music programs.
Longtime drummer for Billy Joel and Little Kid Rock honorary board member Liberty DeVitto joined the group in New York City and gave students a master class on drumming.
Students in Chicago and New York City learned about Les Paul's contributions to modern music and received T-shirts for their answers to trivia questions. With the help of the Les Paul Foundation, Little Kids Rock will be able to give kids across the country access to music education. The donation comes as budget cuts are eliminating music programming from public schools nationwide. This donation embodies the spirit and legacy of Les Paul, who was a long-time supporter of music education and an honorary board member of Little Kids Rock before his passing in 2009.
"Les was passionate about working towards transforming children's lives by restoring and revitalizing music education in public schools," said Michael Braunstein, Executive Director of the Les Paul Foundation. "Les loved being an honorary board member of Little Kids Rock and I am sure he would be overjoyed at his foundation's support today."
Little Kids Rock is the nation's leading nonprofit provider of free music lessons and instruments to under-served public school districts across the country, currently serving over 118,000 children in 25 cities. The nonprofit organization's curriculum, called "Modern Band," is rooted in teaching kids to perform, improvise and compose the popular musical styles that they know and love, such as pop, rock, hip hop, blues, country, reggae and funk.
"We are so grateful to the Les Paul Foundation for investing in the next generation," says Little Kids Rock Executive Director and Founder, David Wish. "Through their contributions to Little Kids Rock, thousands of kids will receive the lifelong gift of music education, and the legacy of a true rock and roll legend will live on in the music that they learn to play and the successful lives they will lead because of it."
About Little Kids Rock
Little Kids Rock is a 501 (c) (3) nonprofit organization that transforms children's lives by restoring and revitalizing music education in public schools. Little Kids Rock was founded in San Francisco in 2002 by David Wish, an elementary school teacher who had grown frustrated with the lack of music education funding at his school. Today, Little Kids Rock is one of the leading nonprofit providers of free lessons and instruments to underprivileged children in US public schools, and has served more than 250,000 students at over 1,700 schools in 25 cities nationwide. Little Kids Rock Honorary Board Members include Bonnie Raitt, Slash, Paul Simon, B.B. King, Ziggy Marley and other well-loved artists. More information can be found at: www.littlekidsrock.org.
About The Les Paul Foundation
The mission of the Les Paul Foundation is to honor and share the life, spirit, and legacy of Les Paul by supporting music education, engineering and innovation as well as medical research. The Les Paul Foundation is an approved IRC 501(c) 3 organization that awards grants to music, music engineering, and sound programs that serve youths. It establishes music-related scholarships and provides grants for medical research and programs relating to hearing impairment. The Les Paul Foundation also supports public exhibits displaying Les Paul's life achievements. Learn more at http://www.lespaulfoundation.org.
Photo 1 – Michael Braunstein, Executive Director of the Les Paul Foundation (center) joins the students at the Little Kids Rock School in New York City during a surprise visit and presentation of Epiphone electric guitars. Also joining Braunstein was Keith Hejna (far right) of the Little Kids Rock organization and popular drummer Liberty DeVitto (left of Epiphone sign). The visit was an extension of the current partnership between the Les Paul Foundation and Little Kids Rock. Students were quizzed on Les Paul trivia and learned more about his legacy during the visit. Photo credit: Tracy Spielberger/ Little Kids Rock
Photo 2: Michael Braunstein, Executive Director of Les Paul Foundation talks with the students at Lower Manhattan Community Middle School, MS896, a Little Kids Rock School during a visit where he also presented the students with Epiphone Les Paul guitars. During the visit the students jammed with fellow students in Chicago from Edwards Elementary which was done by videoconferencing. For more information on the Les Paul Foundation go to www.lespaulfoundation.org and for more information on Little Kids Rock go to www.littlekidsrock.org. Photo credit: Courtesy Tracy Spielberger/Little Kids Rock.


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Powers of Indian President
Powers of Indian President can be explained under following points –
Executive Powers of Indian President
President is the executive head of the state and all executive actions of the Union Government are taken in his name. All important officials of Union Government are appointed by the President. Some important officials appointed by the President include :-
- Prime Minister of India,
- Members of Council of ministers,
- Chief Justice and judges of Supreme Court and High Courts,
- Chairman and members of Union Public Service Commission (UPSC)
- Comptroller and Auditor General of India (CAG)
- Attorney General of India
- Governors of States
- Members of Finance Commission
- Ambassadors to Foreign countries
Legislative Powers of Indian President
As an integral part of the Parliament, President enjoys important legislative powers. He can summon and prorogue the sessions of the two houses and can dissolve the Lok Sabha.
- He can address both the houses separately or jointly. He addresses the first session of Parliament after the general election.
- He nominates 12 members to Rajya Sabha from the fields of Fine Arts, Literature, Science, Social Service etc.
- He nominates two members from Anglo Indian community to Lok Sabha if according to his jurisdiction the community has not received sufficient representation.
- All the bills passed by the parliament must receive his consent before they become law.
- The President can ask the parliament to review a bill a bill if he is not satisfied with it.
- If upon the review the Parliament resends the bill, then he has to approve it.
- In other words he enjoys only suspension (not termination) veto powers and it can be applied only to non-money bills. However with the constitutional amendments he has lost his veto power too and it is obligatory for him to give assent to such bills.
- The President can enact laws through ordinances when the parliament is in recess. These ordinances posses the power of law but must be approved by parliament within six weeks of its re-assembly.
Financial Powers of Indian President
- All money bills can originate in the Parliament only on the recommendation of President.
- The contingency fund of India has been placed at the disposal of President. He can advance money out of this fund to meet unforeseen expenses and recover the same after due authorisation by parliament.
- The President appoints finance commission every five years to recommend distribution of taxes between Union and state government.
Judicial Powers of Indian President
- President can accord pardon, reprieve, respite or remit the punishment or commute the sentence of any person punished by the court of law.
- President of India enjoys legal immunity and is not accountable to any court of law for anything done in the exercise of his official duties.
Diplomatic Powers of Indian President
- The President represents the country in international forums. He sends ambassadors to foreign countries and receives their diplomats.
- All international treaties and agreements are concluded on behalf of the President. However these treaties and agreements are subject to rectification by the Parliament.
Military Powers of Indian President
- As the Supreme Commander of Indian Armed Forces, President appoints chiefs of Army, Navy and Air Force.
- President has also the power to declare war and conclude peace.
Emergency Powers of Indian President
- The Constitution of India confers extraordinary powers to President to deal with three types of emergencies :- i) Emergency due to external aggression or internal revolt ii) Emergency arising out of failure of constitutional machinery in the state, and iii) Emergency arising from threat of financial stability or credit of country.
- During exercising emergency powers President can suspend Fundamental Rights.


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Monday, April 9, 2012
KOREAN MUSIC: Lee Hayi of SBS's "K-Pop Star" (9)
12 comments:
- WahyimoApril 10, 2012 at 7:23 PM
Those are great song choices!ReplyDelete
I don't know if you follow the official twitter but here's a video of the kpop stars practicing Fame http://tvpot.daum.net/brand/ProgramClipView.do?ownerid=sqodMZpNVPE0&playlistid=2565509&clipid=40931778
Hayi's really funny. She dances but her expression stays completely blank. Also it really shows how she can't be in a team (at least not yet). In the practice and also the Fame live, she sometimes misses the dance/hand gestures. It's a wonder but she actually did pretty good with the Please don't stop the music
Thanks! I really want her to sing any of these songs someday.ReplyDelete
I don't follow their official twitter, so thank you much for the link. Unfortunately, it's really difficult to watch any of Daum video clips, so I searched Youtube and voila! I found it: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2QxJ44ExYT8 Hayi's so cute and adorable especially from 00:37. I think Michelle really likes Hayi.
And about "Don't Stop the Music," don't you remember she kinda messed up her rhythm? - she missed the timing on the first note, distracted by the choreography. Anyway, I really enjoyed watching her and her signature blank face. Thanks!
- AnonymousApril 11, 2012 at 7:55 PM
Firstly, thanks for providing such an elaborate answer to my hypothetical question!ReplyDelete
Secondly, I feel as though Boa is always in a state of disbelief whenever Hayi is on stage (as in she does not want to believe how good Hayi is at singing). I just have this feeling that Boa does not like Hayi.
What do you think?
I've never thought BoA doesn't like Hayi. I'd rather think Hayi's style simply doesn't fit in "SM" music. As you may know, SM is known for their own brand of music (SM-Pop) while JYP is producing R&B-ish singers. And YG itself has become a home for Korean hip hop. I think this is why Park Jin Young seems to show favoritism toward Hayi.ReplyDelete
First & foremost, and for the time being, thank you for being so kind and translating all of this for us lazy Americans who refuse to learn the Korean language. Secondly, i have an old request. Can you, will you be so kind as to provide a translation for the judges comments during the TOP 10 battle, between Park Ji Min vs Lee Hayi - Feb.19,2012. I would greatly appreciate it.ReplyDelete
You're welcome! And... if you learn Korean, then you'll be able to get the subtle nuances lost in translation. Fancy, isn't it? I'll have to find and watch again the video clip including the judges' comments on Hayi and Jimin's performance, so please bear with me. :)ReplyDelete
kpopantz, I just updated the post with a translation of the judges' comments about Hayi & Jimin's one-on-one battle. http://mydearkorea.blogspot.com/2012/02/korean-music-lee-hayi-of-sbss-k-pop.htmlReplyDelete
She sang as time goes by tonite.. i think she sang this song in a competition in 2009 as well.. anyway cant wait for your translation .. thanks in advance :)ReplyDelete
It's Sunday, my busiest day of the week; so please bear with me. Translation will be posted soon!ReplyDelete
You got to it before me, Widya, but yea im waiting to see what the conversation was between her and T.O.P. Im so proud of her. Though she was nervous, she didn't seem all that star-struck when she meet him! Father's like to see that strength in their daughters!...LOL I believe she made her parents proud...ReplyDelete
I thought the exact same thing!!! I really hope she sings a Nina Simone song one day...ReplyDelete
Judy. glad to hear it! Great minds think alike! Just kidding. :)ReplyDelete
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Saturday, May 3, 2014
the benefits of crafting
I thought I had come to crafting serendipitously, but it turns out it making things can be a very Zen practice and even offer some health benefits! All the more reason to make time each day for the things you love to do!
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Frank Ocean is holding onto one of the most elusive albums in music. The Swim Good singer has been in hiding for the best part of four years since releasing his critically-acclaimed debut album Channel Orange in 2012 but his absence has not stopped endless speculation about when his new material will arrive.
There finally appeared to be a glimmer of hope that Ocean, 28, would release his long-awaited second album on 3 June 2016 when reports surfaced on social media. However much to the dismay of fans, the Twitter account which 'announced' the news was revealed to be fake.
Perhaps no one is more anticipating the record than British singer Adele, who told Rolling Stones in 2015 after making her own comeback: "I'm just f*****g waiting for Frank f*****g Ocean to come out with his album. It's taking so f*****g long." We understand, Adele.
So, the question remains, just when will Frank Ocean release his second album? Only the man himself knows for sure but as the long interlude continues, IBTimes UK has found everything there is to know about the highly-anticipated album.
Release date
Hopefully in this lifetime.
Ocean is believed to have titled his second body of work Boys Don't Cry but it's probably best to see it to believe it. When Ocean revealed the title in April 2015 via Tumblr, he also hinted that it will be double-sided, writing: "I got two versions. I got twoooo versions."
In October 2015, the record label boss of French DJ and producer SebastiAn claimed the artiste was working with Ocean on new music. Pedro Winter reportedly told French magazine Les In Rocks: "SebastiAn just finished production on a few pieces for Frank Ocean — a truly exciting collaboration — and then he will finally be able to turn to his second album."
However, he later backtracked on his comments saying in a statement: "SebastiAn met Frank Ocean few times, that's all we know. For further infos please contact Frank's management." Other rumoured collaborations include Hudson Mohawke and Rich The Kid.
Ocean hasn't deprived fans of new music completely as he features on Kanye West's latest album The Life Of Pablo. The musician has his very own song on the album titled Frank's Track while he also features on the alternate version of West's Wolves.
Early reviews
Ocean may not be quite ready to share his new music with the world just yet but there are a privileged few who have heard snippets. British musician James Blake has given Ocean the highest praise so far, telling Rolling Stone that the r'n'b star's music has gotten "better". Blake revealed: "I was more of a fan of him when I heard his newer music," Blake said. "It's better. You grow, you improve, you nail a new message to the board. He's had time to mature. It's really cool to watch."
Chance The Rapper told Complex in May 2016: "I am good friends with Frank. His new album is amazing... I know he's away making a masterpiece."
Producer Malay, who contributed to Channel Orange, also weighed in telling Pitchfork: "When he's ready, the world is gonna get it. It could be tomorrow... Well not tomorrow but maybe a month [laughs]. He's been working super hard. I feel like he's working harder than he's ever worked in his life. I'm excited for everyone to hear it. I think people are going to be pleasantly surprised, for sure."


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March 17, 2007
thanks for asking!
I just wanted to thank everyone who wrote in ask how my nana was doing. ("Called in" for those of you I trust with my cell number.) The shorthand answer that I've been relying on is "as best can be expected," and, despite its aspects as autopilot, I guess that's as true as anything I could say. Diabetes, three heart attacks (well, one heart attack and two "cardiac episodes"), a non-functioning artery in her gut, a month in the hospital, 89 years working at thankless, largely manual labor on the bottom social rungs on ye olde Planet of the Earths: I should be grateful Saint Anne is just plain alive, in no pain and (relatively) mobile, that she is able to rouse to varied levels of excitement whenever the one-minute-to-the-hour teaser for her favorite re-run comes on. (Monk and any Law & Order show, basically.)
As best as can be expected, like I said.
Me, I'm doing as best as can be expected as well (thanks for asking!) which is to say I'm not exactly sure how I'm doing. First there has been the problem of recovering from the specific, unsettling horror of having spent all of Black History Month 2007 in Kendall, Miami. I mean, I can't really begin to describe how much energy it took for me just to get up to the humid Kendall morning, this given the choking, ground-hugging miasma of family BS and social pollution that hangs the place like a malevolent, soul-stealing fog. H.P Lovecraft's tombstone sez "I AM PROVIDENCE;" and effective description of the terror that is being stuck in Kendall could only be approached by a writer with contemporary Lovecraftian instincts and illnesses, someone who could legibly claim "I AM KENDALL" as his or hers. Calling Kendall a locus of ancient, corporate, mall-ish, suburban, unthinking, bourgie, non-black Hispanic, post-Cuban horror just scratches the surface.
(There is also a whole post to be written in the aftermath of my time in Kendall about the maddening judgment/mis-identification hijinks that occured whenever I encountered certain types of older, conservative Cuban folks, racist Cuban folks in a word, who thought I was some kind of bedredlocked rebel from their lifelong campaign to escape various forms of darkness. This post ain't it, however.)
Part of my problem is that thinking about all this provokes random, largely inexplicable fits of anger in me. The classic feelings of helplessness, as described in the relevant literature. For example, I literally wanted to write above: "AS BEST AS CAN BE EXPECTED, I said. Are you fucking deaf?" I wrote the line in and then deleted it, completely baffled by myself. Grief, no grief; sadness, no sadness; stress, no stress, helpless or helpful: I'm not so much confused by the fact that my head is fucked up (as worst as can be expected?) but by the specific contours the fucked-uppedness takes, as in the above almost-outburst about people not listening. Who could I possibly be yelling at in that highly specific way? Who isn't listening? Who strikes me as akin to deaf? Everyone has been pretty much grand, and those who haven't, well, they acted just as I expected them to, so really: no skin off my nose. So why the rage? I can't get mad at inaction from a god I don't believe in.
Like most everybody I have a hard enough time processing abrupt familial deaths, but the process of taking a slow stroll up to one involves its own series of wild, conflicting confrontations. Last time I posted I was grateful to have made it to Miami in time. Now my unique damage (maybe; incorrectly claiming uniqueness is a bad look for spring) is that I am, well, outraged that she's dying, this because it strikes me as an injustice even with the 89 years and counting. I'm not dwelling on all this in full-on rage, not letting existential anger distort my day-to-day living, but my adolescent science-fictional (luciferian?) impulses remain strong enough that my default thinking about the whole, er, death thing is that it's fundamentally unnecessary.
There are a lot of people I like who view my kind of wants - long life, going to Mars - as irresponsibity akin driving a Hummer, another set who thinks you can't be a card carrying member of the African diaspora without a firm belief in highly specific forms of hoodoo. And that's fine, really: you all can stay behind if you want to. Our conceptual tribe shares a lot of opinions, but self-consciously "responsible," non-science-fictional progressives often tend towards a zero-sum worldview that I reject, a guilt-driven mythology where the good are poor, denied and martyred, while only vampires, racists and thief capitalists live well and long, this at the cost of innocent human lives. Whatever. The way I see it it's always possible to live well and honestly and decently all at the time. Our choice isn't between, say, war for oil and a reduced, but "sustainable" standard of living; it's between making oil companies rich and doing the hard, largely scientific and technical, work of figuring out how to get exactly what you want without killing people or wrecking the environment. So why not try to live forever? Those stem cells aren't people like some claim they are; forever only requires drinking blood in the movies; I promise to remember you if you insist on dying like you were told to.
And despite all that random techno-optimism l am still angry. I guess the thing is that in addition to thinking it'd be great to live forever, I also genuinely don't see any reason not to assume future generations won't get what I want, on average having impressively longer life-spans than we do and making the accident of me riding on the historical-living shortbus akin to being cheated by history. Being one of those people who has always identified with Paradise Lost's Lucifer, I tend chafe whenever I feel forced to make peace with anything that strikes me as random, structural or circumstantial. I want to spit at anyone (especially anyone looking forward to a good 40 more years) who tries to tell me a "mature" reaction to Saint Anne's involuntary, pre-ordained decrepitude involves bending the knee to something as dumb as a number. (89 in this case.) I want to shout at people who think there is something greedy about wanting to live. I'm not really interested in the number unless it adds up for me, which is why I tend to want fourth, fifth and sixth opinions, why I think NYC beats LA because the last call is later/bigger. I'm perfectly willing to keep rolling the dice, keep seeing the doctors, keep refactoring the parameters until something gets fixed or something runs out - money, time, life. I wouldn' t want to bankrupt my kids or my neighbors to pay for my medical care, but if I already have a wad why not peel some off and toss it at the doctors? (Which is another way of saying: we haven't come within a mile of being financially burdened by Saint Anne's care. All we've risked so far is our comfort, and yet everyone is making peace with the idea that her fate is sealed. She's 89, you know. She's doing as well as can be expected.)
And don't get me wrong: I'm also completely down for accepting/defying the death sentence by throwing a party. There is a blog meme out that has involved asking the classic "what would you do if you had six months to live" question, and me, I would go sit on a beach (Lamu?) and read, get high, surf the web, play videogames, eat shellfish, do some writing and (Sweet Lord Jesus willing!) get laid pretty and plenty. You can join me or you can collect my corpse when it's time if you feel so inclined, or you can let it float out to sea, not my problem, I'm dying so I'm kind of focused on myself these days, sorry.
(Although, if you were able to collect my head, I would greatly appreciate it, as I'd like to have my brain frozen on the off chance that it can be reanimated at a later date. Thanks!)
I asked Saint Anne what she most desperately wanted to do when she got home and when she said "change into my own clothes," I have to shamefacedly admit I was disappointed in her, angry even. When it became obvious during Black History Month that she was going to survive, part of me fantasized that she'd jump up from her hospital bed and take up roller-skating or something, that having hit a kind of rock bottom she would now bounce, that some long unresolved, lifelong desire would come into focus and that she'd get her GED, see the pyramids (I'll push the wheelchair), do yoga, learn how to make the perfect soufflé - who can say for sure but her? Just something. Instead, she walked through and out of the shadow of the valley of death in order to watch re-runs and sleep in Kendall (aforementioned hell-on-earth Kendall!), every day receding just a bit more from us, her body and mind failing in tiny stages.
I know it's not her fault. She's just too tired to take up roller-skating, too beaten down by the facts and the numbers. (Let's not even get into a month on your back in a hospital in Kendall.) When Saint Anne was 88 she walked, talked and carried herself like a 65 year-old, but one year later time has finally caught up with her. Now she seems like what I imagine 89 should seem like: her movements are tentative, she uses a walker. She sleeps half the day and even though her lassitude alarms me, the second and third medical opinions (my mother is of a mind that fourth and fifth opinions are selfish and extravagant) view her decline as natural. It's not as a form of theft, I'm told, it's the inevitable end to a sort of bonus ++ period of sprightly-ness, Saint Anne's strength up to now an overtime that the universe had gifted her with and that had now expired. Turn that frown upside-down, little one, is what they are saying. To every season, turn turn, etc.
My sense that she has suddenly, abruptly declined hinges on the fact that I only knew and believed what I could see about her health. Saint Anne only seemed like a 65 year old when she was 88, she only looked that way to a me stuck there observing with mere human eyes, an amateur's mind assessing the situation without the aid of a medical degree or advanced diagnostic equipment. All these years that I've been smiling at her with such smug paternalism, marveling at how black really didn't crack, at how fresh and young she persisted in being while I (me!) was getting disturbingly older, there beneath the surface something was slowly unraveling, failing, running out, waiting for 89 to blow up in our faces.
Maybe if I'd had eyes capable of seeing beneath surfaces, see down to the unraveling in real time, she'd still be looking like a 65 year old. When I was in Miami I was in her hospital room late one night when a technician came in with a fancy sonogram machine to check for blood clots in her legs. (This was early on when no one knew what the fuck was happening.) I stared over his shoulder as the machine peered into her and for the first time in my life I desperately wished I'd become a doctor the way my parents had wanted me to, because if I had I'd be able to read the sonogram and maybe help save her life.
(That said, I don't think a hypothetical "Dr. Me" would have been able to save my father's life, Dad being the Thomasian sort who only trusted the results of his own experiments. He got himself killed when he ignored his doctor's orders and started tinkering with his heart medication dosage, this because of some advice he'd picked up on Google. Not likely he would have taken my medical advice or aid, but there are timeline paradoxes aplenty there: he wouldn't have taken my advice, but Dr. Me's? Dr. Son He Alway Wanted? Hmm...)
When I asked the sonogram tech what the results where he told me that a doctor would have to read it, which really made me want to weep with frustration. Like my father I have a hard time trusting in anyone's competence, starting with god and my parents and going right down the list. It's complete hubris, I know, a real pain if you have to work with me, but my core belief has always been that if I want something done right I really need to do it myself, forget prayer or parents or co-workers or Saint Anne's doctors or any of it. Forget even myself as currently constructed, by which I mean screw getting that medical degree I mentioned earlier. What I really need is the as-yet-unmade ebog of the future. The post-singularity, more-better one with X-rays eyes and six robot arms, each limb a surgical tool, or a drug factory, or a medical tricorder, maybe a mechanism for the delivery of healing nanomachines. That guy even has a seventh arm with a spike at the end that (this is going to pinch a little!) goes in at the base of the spine and allows for full sensorium, networked VR, the better for him and Saint Anne to spend all day at the beach in Lamu, for him to help her with her GED homework, to make that perfect soufflé. He would hold her gently in those robot arms and she'd live forever, which would make him feel useful and proud. He'd think: it really is just the least I can for the woman who raised me, who wiped my bottom. They would not live in Kendall.
But I don't have the time or the resources to be that guy, so instead I guess I'll have bend the knee afterall, say thanks and goodbye, Saint Anne, make soothing, cooing sounds at her like a good little mammal, like the word-less, animal sound was some kind of appropriate exit music. It really makes me want to scream.
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February 12, 2007
best laid plannery
So no sooner do I (kinda) (plan to) get back up on the proverbial blogging horse than I find myself rushing off to Miami all in a tizzy, all my plans for a powerfully focused and active ebog February falling to the proverbial wayside somewhere between LAX and MIA. What happened is that the 89-year-old Haitian woman who raised me and my sister, who has lived in my parents' home since I was born as an occasionally confusing combo of grandmother, nanny and companion (to my mother since Dad died, that is) had a series of mild heart attacks starting two Thursday's ago. Since then her prognosis, diagnosis and planned course of treatment has been flipping from cloudy to underdetermined and back on a daily basis, so I'll likely be in Miami until the dust clears one way or the other. As a result I haven't really been able to focus on the blog until today.
After the initial heart attack (described as mild, in so much as any 89 year-old's ticker trouble is mild), my big fear was that I wouldn't get to FL in time. I got on the first LAX>MIA flight I could, completely freaked out and convinced that I'd arrive to find Saint Anne (dig those crazy rural Haitian first names!) already quite cool to the touch and stiff on a slab in a morgue, much as I found my father after getting the "come right away" call. I have no distinct memories of those last moments with my (un-embalmed) dad, my first moments of being, as my shrink put it, "fatherless in the world," but I do vividly recall the morgue attendant, who was this gigantic, Ruben Studdard-looking gent. There in the middle of my shock and grief at finding my father a corpse, dude starts humming and singing like he's in church, this before abruptly jumping up from behind his desk, launching himself across the few feet between us and throwing me in an inescapable bear-hug. He quite literally cooed at me, going, "It's okay, big man. No shame in a grown man crying for his daddy," and after struggling in vain to get away for a few seconds, I, needless to say, gave in to his embrace and bawled like a baby against his chest. That incident has since morphed into a favorite anecdote of mine, and in the process it has rather completely overwritten memories that should have been filed under "last moments with father," leaving me instead with a file marked "first/only moments with Ruben Studdard-looking morgue-attendant." Which is obviously neither here nor there when it comes to the question of fathers and fatherless-ness.
(Although, not quite. There is likely a short story somewhere in the above, where the state of living without a father begins with the protag's surrender to the loving embrace of a brother who happen to be bigger and stronger than he is. I'll give the story away open-source-ish to the group blogmind, but the stipulation is that whoever takes it has to write the same story three times: once as a queer love story, once as a kind of afrocentric-journey story, and once as a black frat pledge story.)
Anyway, when I got to Miami I learned that Saint Anne's condition is an attenuated kind of dire wherein she is in no particular pain, doesn't seem to be in danger of dying within any given, coming 48 hour span, and yet also manages to present something of a mystery to her doctors. They've switched her blood pressure meds this way and that, and then they put a pacemaker in (a freshly minted cyborg!), this on the theory that the paced ticker would allow for more aggressive treatment of her hypertension. They let her out of the hospital a day after her surgery, too soon perhaps as she was back in the ER a few days later complaining of chest pains. Now they are keeping her for extended observation and talking obstruction, cardiac catheterization, radioactive dye, clots in her legs and so on. There is blood in her urine and they are worried about her kidneys. They have detected anemia, want to check the color of her stool. No one has said the C-word, but the docs seem to think something is putting additional strain on her heart and organs. They say everything really, then they cap it off by saying "she's 89," like this should explain something.
The doctors and nurses also keep insisting she's a fighter, which I guess is true although it strikes me that that what she's actually doing is closer to maintaining. Saint Anne is already in her 50s and 60s in the bulk of my conscious memories of her, I can recall her nimbly darting into traffic after my toddling sister when she must have been almost 70. Even now she could pass for a hard-living recent retiree. I could picture her living a thousand years, is what I'm saying, shaking her head the way she does whenever she settles down to some annoying (yet integral) task of caretaking, putting her shoulder to 900 more years of arthritis, implants, diabetes, eye surgery, complaining high yellow brats and so on. "Fighting" to me suggests clawing one's way towards the better, whereas Saint Anne's energies have largely been directed towards the maintenance of a never-ending steady state. Her favorite show is Matlock, her only vice is decaf coffee, her favorite verbal interjection, this for use once she's stopped listening to you and needs to get on with her day, is (in kreyol) "have courage, my brother/sister! Have courage!" Maintain it is.
It's actually enormously difficult for me to write about Saint Anne without worrying that my words are going to fail her, that I'm going to get her story wrong. I feel that in addition to sitting at her bedside and interrogating doctors I owe her some or another accurate form of, well, analysis. Her life with us has always seemed to me as having built into it a broad range of inequities, so getting her story all fuck wrong would be insult added to injury, not what you want to do for someone during their (maybe) last days. My main fear isn't so much error as self-service, self-protection. I worry that I'm trying to alternately/simultaneously extract absolution and an exquisite, related form of indictment from her story. My relationship to her binds up so many of my most thorn-laden life strands that I have a hard time mustering much enthusiasm for taking them in hand and untangling - that is, until there's a need for me to stand a particular kind of tall, to show the (reading) world my palms and bleed from them in public, to display various forms of bravery, clear-headedness, insight.
Another problem about writing about Saint Anne is that doing so makes my mother somewhat uncomfortable and unhappy. She once came across an essay I wrote in college that seemed (to her) to question her unitary maternal primacy, this in favor of the notion that Ebog (kinda) had two mommies. (Not because anyone was particularly dyke-ish, but because someone was born lighter and richer than someone else.) The spectacle of my mother's persistent confusion and hurt in response to thinking about Saint Anne in certain ways has always given me an inordinate amount of satisfaction, suggesting to me that I clutch my version of Saint Anne's story closer my breast precisely when I want to indict my biological mother for something, for being a certain kind of uncritical Haitian, say, or for not buying me that TCR racetrack I wanted.
I worry that I scrutinize Saint Anne's lot in life not to improve it but in order to make myself feel different from and better than my parents and their generation, which is a bit of a pickle, as this "better" and "different" thinking also involves my feeling, well, kind of white or, at least white-ish. I find myself immediately converted into a kind of cliché, a light child protesting that the dark woman who cared for him really was a member of the family, that his love really is a mitigation of the ways she's been screwed by various histories and people, some of them his blood relations. Even if I take myself at my word about the love and family and mitigation thing, the scenario is still a tornado of wild, often unfortunate association, something that is liable at any moment to lift me up and away from my usual zones (fantasies?) of solidarity and community in order to deposit me in nabes (shoes?) where the white folks live, some of whom I have likely been berating for various, taxonomically similar and often circumstantial sins since god knows when.
Of course, quite literally billions of people have been mothered by poorer, darker, whatever-er women since time immemorial, several hundred million such pairings at least producing bonds of genuine and mutual adoration that neither sum up to nor reduce to the circumstances/conditions of the caregiver's employment. My own such relationship has instructive nuances, but when I was a freaked-out, over-thinking kid, I had no idea what a nuance was, no predisposition to look for one as a neat, counter-intuitive way to navigate a situation. (Did I even have a predisposition for the counter-intuitive then?) I had to feel/think the whole thing through on the fly for myself, blind, under-educated (that is, young), all of that under the most stressful circumstance possible, i.e., under the hot spotlight of some kid asking exactly who that person living in our house was who didn't look like us and seemed to be doing all the woman's work. That kid might not have known shit, but unconvincing BS? Verbal laziness? Shame? Fear? All that, dudes could smell.
Because I was a teacher's pet-type, I proceeded from the foundational premise that there was a "right answer," something that would be true, (2+2 equals 4 under all meaningful circumstances, sorry) but that would also get me out of the social bind implicit in the question, its allegation of difference. Cube the above by the fact that I had distinct home (a middle-class African American block), school (a white Catholic school), and family (multihued bourgie Haitian) constituencies and my answer both called for and instilled in me a certain measure of (if I say so myself) clinicism and conceptual virtuosity. (Or is that another name for good bullshit?) For example, "the maid" was overly blunt, cruel and inaccurate, whereas "babysitter" implied that I was a "baby" and was also inadequate to the scope of how Saint Anne and my family had become intertwined and interpenetrated. And while the words "my nanny," are today liable to roll effortlessly off the tongue of every black media-hipster brat in Park Slope, such affectations didn't exist for me in 1970s Queens, calling for a discussion of class, Haitian history, diaspora, exile and so on that I technically wouldn't be able to moderate until I was, predictably enough, at Yale. (Or, as I would put it for a few too many years, when I "went to school in New Haven.")
"My aunt" or (as the years rolled on) "my grandmother" was wrong but it did get me closer to a few useful ideas, like how my family in Haiti ran a bakery and has a congenital, self-serving tendency to blur the line between "relative" and "employee." This genre of answer, though, risked my interlocutor doing a quick phenotype check and bringing things back to the initial, foundational instability about what it was I "was." A real stumper, that. Just as my parents had cornered me exactly once to talk about sex, they had had exactly one conversation with me about race, this to rather mysteriously explain that I should NEVER let any white American talk down to me seeing how there were thousands of said white folk living in Appalachia with six fingers and six toes on each and every hand and foot. ("Primitives, really," my father would say, peering over his copy of Popular Science.)
My sister can keep me honest on this, but my super-light, Haitian exile parents arrived here with a foreign and largely inapplicable (to Queens) racial self-concept, so I've always fantasized that I was the one who contracted the local strain of "race" from the kids (black and white) on the conceptual mid-70s street and brought it home the flu, promptly infecting everyone else in our house. Everyone, of course, except for Saint Anne, whose very presence in our home suggested everyone at the address had survived earlier, un-discussed pandemics, that actually there was more at play at 116-68 227th than just immigrant ignorance about US racial history/hang-ups, like complicity, self-denial, desire and fantasy. A mass of completely native history and ideology and personal bullshit so huge (and so growing!) that eventually my schema had no choice but to fall in on itself, collapsing into a mixed-metaphor of such density and gravity and strangeness that it proceeded to eat my entire life, sure, but in the process also opened up, you know, wormholes, some of them leading to quite wonder-filled (and profitable) zones of thought and experience that I would never have had access to otherwise.
In so much as I have a (wackjob) thesis about race and identity in America, it's the product of the compression and fireworks that went off in my head every time the street/school-yard forced me to come up with answers about who I was in relationship to Saint Anne. Like I said, that answer that had to serve many, many masters and highest among them was, of course, Saint Anne herself. A good little Catholic boy to the core, I tended to become most desperately afraid of disappointing people precisely at the moment I was sure my choice would safely escape their notice, and, for simple reasons of scale, I was therefore constantly afraid of disappointing Saint Anne. The high hedges of age, language, nationality, immigration, temperament, literacy, class, color and so on meant that the zone of free will created away from Saint Anne (the zone where I would literally show my true colors) seemed to my child's eye to encompass the entire world of "American" people, places, ideas and things outside our home. I was a normal enough kid (meaning I did the expected share of dirt), but whenever I found myself explicitly pondering moral dilemmas "WWSAS?" (what would Saint Anne say?) was an early litmus test that has never failed me, fuck teachers, mentors, theorists, peers, therapists and so forth. I have espoused countless ideas precisely because I figured my parents would disapprove of them, but with exception of, well, vice (the proverbial drinkin', druggin' and fuckin') I can't think of a single thing I believe in or do that if sat down to talk to her about it would bring that sad look of disappointment into her eyes. (Well, when I was 11 or so I once pranked called the house from down the block and said I was immigration, but she recognized my voice.) Her pride in me has been so consistent, her belief that I will do the right thing so intrinsic (in that she has little lived connection with the particulars of much of what of I do, like make blackface charts) that all I can do is be humbled and grateful for her faith in me, make sure I carry my imagined sense of her take on things with me everywhere I go.
(WWSAS about say about blackfacing on blogs? "Don't you have something better to do with your time?" "Did somebody tell you to put all that stuff on your face or did you decide to do that on your own?")
And WWSAS also explains, I think, the difference between me and John McWhorter. I attack the McWhorters of the world for using the hatred of black people as a kind of horrific balm for the pain of completely banal and common childhood traumas, but I have to admit that underlying my disgust with them there has always an undercurrent of "there but for the grace of god (or at least grace of Saint Anne!) go I!" Because there was clearly no black angel of better nature perched on McWhorter's shoulder during that formative moment when he was attacked for "talking white," no one black-talking person to whom he was beholden and whose loving counterpoint could have given him a way out of his subsequent, lifelong spiral of shame and self-erasure. (WWSAS to John McWhorter about talking white? "Is that what you're talking? Because you see, I don't speak a lick of English so you are basically just flapping gums at me. But: have courage, my brother!") As a result of this condition of being Saint Anne-less, the poor, unhappy lonely boy that I imagine McWhorter must have been grew up to be a self-hating, mediocre, bought-and-paid-for liar who very simply loves white people and what they represent in the racial schema more than he loves anything in the world. Me, I had the Saint Anne and I can't begin to explain or enumerate how grateful I am to her for that, this even as I acknowledge that given her druthers, there may have been something else she'd have preferred to do than look after me.
(This is an aside, but unlike McWhorter, I'm also grateful to the 70s and 80s street that both hosted and forced the crises described above. Among the many things about himself that McWhorter hates is the popular culture of his era, which is why instead of running home after his ass whipping desperately quoting Conan the Barbarian - That which doesn't kill me makes me stronger! That which doesn't kill me makes me stronger! Hey! Who said that again? - he was instead blubbering about how awful and black those kids were, thereby ensuring he would never risk confronting them again without the full support of all of whiteness, never risk winning or losing or being stronger or forgiving or seducing or anything that might transform both their relationship or his to the issues that structured the encounter.)
If there is anyone I feel bad for, it is, of course, Saint Anne's real, biological son. Back in Haiti, Saint Anne had spent her entire life caring for my family's various yellow brats, invalids, dysfunctional households and so on, and when she was sent in middle age to care for one more, she left behind a boy of her own. When I was a kid, I always imagined her son as my dark Haitian twin, a feral child running wild, abandoned and deprived in Port-au-Prince while I sat fat, pale and soft in NYC. It turns out that he was already grown when she left, that he now lives in Canada, has children of his own, and seemingly spends very little of his day plotting any form of revenge. When I was a kid, though, I figured Saint Anne's son must by definition hate me, creating elaborate, Cape Fear-like scenarios where she died and I brought her body back to Haiti for burial and he ended up chasing me through the countryside like Rutger Hauer chasing Harrison Ford around at the end of Blade Runner, one replicant eager to give another (if you buy into that reading) a taste of what his life had been like. In some versions I survive, in other versions he kills me, claims my passport and my life, and in some versions our lifeless bodies fall together onto Saint Anne's coffin, our family finally together and at peace. But when he calls to check in (largely with my mother) the conversation is mostly to review his mother's condition and his non-revenge-related travel options. He has visa issues that might keep him in Canada. He might be able to swing a quick visit when she's alive but worries he might not be able to afford to come to her funeral. He is worried about timing. If he gets the call soon enough he thinks he might be able to catch her just before she dies, see her buried and be back up north in a week, tops.
("That's what happened with my father," I offer, helpfully. "I didn't get the call in time." He murmurs sympathy. We may yet be siblings after all.)
But if I was telling all this to Saint Anne she would have said "have courage, my brother!" a few thousand words ago, my cue to shut the fuck up already. I can think and I can think and I can think, tell stories and make connections, but none of it has anything to do with figuring out how to keep her heart beating until her son can get to her. I am the lucky one again, I made it in time and now I have the freedom to look at the life we lived together, I can write words about that life, develop and elaborate theories, feel sorry for someone not myself. But in the end all this yack about color and class and memory is just a way of denying this moment wherein I find myself forced to face losing her. It really is like my dad all over again. There is a hole burned into my memory where he should be, dead, me leaning over him, my tears cooling on his face. But I don't remember a thing about that specific moment, none of it at all. I just literally remember everything else.
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September 4, 2006
my father's house; mine once upon a time
Pictures taken at my father's house before we sold it in 2003. Happy Birthday, Dad. A flickr slideshow
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( ( Redemption ) ) )'(
I have been to Burning Man 11 times and the last 5 times I have set my mind on something I wanted to experience at BM prior to arriving. This year I asked for healing, not of any specific kind, just healing.
One of my greatest pains I have experienced is the loss of a pet, for an animal that I felt responsible for. For some reason I become very sensitive when I look back to the pets I have had and the memory of their loss. One of those painful memories was a losing a little baby blue-bellied lizard that I had made friends with on Stinson Beach. I had sat on a log and saw this 1/2" baby lizard and I put my hand out and thought if it gets onto my hand I will take it home with me. It did come to me and I took it home. I made a nice little home for it in a glass tank and had left food and water for it and put it outside one nice day soon after bringing it home. When I arrived home that night I noticed it was particularly hot and immediately realized it may have been too hot even with the open top on the aquarium I had it in. I get to the tank and my worst thoughts became reality, the poor little creature had been dehydrated due to the heat. I promised myself then that I would never take another animal out of its natural habitat no matter how well intentioned my thoughts were.
Skip a decade or so later to 2016 BM and I was taken by surprise when a friend I was with by our camp told me not to move forward and I saw he was taking a picture of something. A blue-bellied lizard. (pic he took below)
I thought it was odd it was out there but was not sure if it belonged or not so let it be. Later that day I was walking by the same area and thought I saw MOOP on the ground so went to pick it up when I realized it was the same little lizard my friend had photographed. I put my hand out and he got onto it and something very unusual happened, I went from feeling like I was in total flow mode to all of the sudden so grounded I really felt out of place.
I tend to be really carefree but the realization that the very life of that blue-bellied lizard was in my hands, I became so grounded I realized my only meaningful mission was to get this creature to a more lizard friendly environment. I find out later that it had hitched a ride in the neighbors camper so it definitely was far from home and the neighbors were not far from where I ended up taking it to... Tilden Park in Berkeley where I love to connect with nature. When I finally got back home I took the blue-bellied lizard with me to Tilden and let it go.
I call this experience "Redemption" and it was an unbelievably great source of healing for me.


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Grenzen (German word for Borders, Boundaries and Edges)
What do you do if the Dom you love is half a world away?
When work requires Ryan to leave behind warm and sunny Arizona for cold and snowy Germany, he decides to visit the famous Nuremberg Christmas Market where he meets sexy Julian.
But Julian isn't an average guy, he's a Dom. And he wants Ryan to be his sub.
That's something Ryan has dreamt of, but never admitted to anyone, not even himself. With Julian it suddenly becomes possible.
But what happens once Ryan has to go home, especially since he's developing feelings for Julian?
There isn't a future for a relationship if you're half a world apart…


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Happy Monday, lovelies! I hope you all had a great weekend. Ours was full of sleeping in, family time and a little Christmas shopping. My husband and I both had family in town for different reasons, so we decided to take a little break, late Saturday afternoon and watch one of my favorite holiday movies- The Family Stone. I looove Christmas movies and after watching, I was completely ready to decorate our house for Christmas! I resisted the urge (for a couple more weeks, anyways), but it was my favorite part of the weekend. We came home, changed into comfy clothes, lit a candle and curled up on the couch with our pups. That's what weekends are all about, right?! What were you guys up to?
I love a classic black-on-black outfit. In my opinion, it just screams chic. I bought this leather skirt about a month ago (and paired it with blush here) and I've been waiting for an opportunity to style it again. This turtleneck sweater seemed like the perfect match since it has these super chic, shoulder cut-outs. I'm a sucker for anything that's a little different, so I love that sexy, little detail. However, because of those cut-outs and since it was soo chilly here over the weekend, it was completely necessary to pull out my black coat to match the whole look I was going for. When all else fails, you can always layer black-on-black!
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I have installed Asterisk on the first Trogdor server -- being smtp/pop/imap/http/dns/mysql/postgresql did not take much of its resources, and I wanted to get some experience with voice over IP. So have got asterisk from CVS, bought a Zyxel P-2000W v2.0 wireless SIP phone, got an account at VoicePulse Connect, and added KPhone (for both x86 Linux and Zaurus) and GnomeMeeting to cover that weird ancient thing called h.323. And then I had to configure the whole thing to make all those things talk to each other.
Wireless SIP phone came with some weird firmware WR0003 that neither Zyxel FTP site nor Google seemed to know anything about, so after first few unsuccessful attempts to make it talk to Asterisk, I have installed WJ.00.0f that everyone seemed to be using before. Since it was a known bug that P-2000W doesn't accept firmware upload from anything but IE, I had to find the headers for uploading it by netcat, and the upgrade process went without any problems. After rebooting the phone I was greeted by horrible UI and messages in Engrish, however whatever codecs implementation that was in there, it still did not send sound through Asterisk to VoicePulse and from there to my phone. Not being in the mood for hunting down the codecs incompatibilities (protocol seemed to be fine) I have updated the phone further to WJ.00.10 (had to tweak the headers), and after that everything worked. I have messed a bit with Asteisk configuration (a format that would remind a programmer something from FORTRAN IV, yet a great improvement compared to the things that PBXes use), and made it talk to VoicePulse, send the correct Caller ID, and make it talk between multiple boxes running KPhone, SIP phone, and regular phones (through VoicePulse).
And then I have faced the horror that is adding h.323 support. The libraries that came in Debian packages, were incompatible with Asterisk, so I had to get them from CVS. After installing those, I have built h.323 channel that came with Asterisk (but wasn't enabled by default), and again, everything worked except for the sound. After some trial and error, I have found that if I tell Asterisk to force h.323 clients to use g.711 alaw codec (and not ulaw or gsm), everything works. Why does it happen, I have no idea, all interfaces support gsm, but for some reason h.323 does not understand how to pass it. In any case, in this configuration it worked perfectly, and happily talked to all other devices (that used SIP and IAX2) through asterisk.
And then I have realized that wireless SIP phone would be completely useless at Starbucks, SurfandSip, and everything else that requires something to be done from the MAC address to get any routing outside -- SIP phone has no web browser, so it can't log in! To make things work at those places, I have installed KPhone/PI on Zaurus, and after tweaking its config, I have got this:
That's Zaurus SL-5500 with a wireless card and a phone headset (running KPhone/PI), Zyxel P-2000W v.2 (talking to Zaurus at the moment) and my old Audiovox CDM-9100, that has nothing to do with VoIP except that it received calls from two other devices through VoicePulse.


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text: After a delightfully social evening at Kwartzlab and test installing the new Ubuntu 10.04 (Lucid Lynx) Desktop version a couple times, some thoughts: * Aubergine? For the love of God, AUBERGINE!? What the hell, man? I'm waiting for Ashton Kutcher to jump out from behind my monitor. Yeesh. But it's worse than that. After the install, the terminal client also comes up with an aubergine background, but it's partly *transparent* so you can read what's behind the terminal window. What's the rationale for *that* decision? * Out of curiosity, I went looking on the install CD for the package list but found very few .deb package files, so I wondered where all the install content was coming from. A bit more poking around revealed the sizable squashfs image file casper/filesystem.squashfs, so I imagine that's what's used for both the live session, and as a straight copyable root FS if you choose to install. But if that's the case, why are there still a handful of .deb files under the pool/ directory and it's alphabetic subdirectories? For instance, the g++ and libstdc++ package files. What's special about the .deb files that are still on the install CD? Again, just curious. In any event, everything else looks very slick. I may give serious thought to changing primary distros. rday


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