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by Rachel Swirsky on Jul 2, 2013 in Short Fiction | 31 comments
[TRIGGER WARNING: Some readers may find this story disturbing]
My wife lolls in front of the TV, spread out on the sofa, eyes glazed and mouth open, illuminated by flickering light. Her empty–eyed stare is so vacuous that it looks like she could have died there, stuffing her brain with the shopping channel.
That's the thought that draws my fist down the shaft of my cock. I squeeze its flaring head. I push my pelvis toward my fist as though I'm fucking her, fucking her corpse.
From the TV, some bimbo's voice drones about semi–precious gemstones at $39.99. I'm so hard that I can barely wrap my fist around my cock. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
Fuck her.
I rinse off in the bathroom, tuck in, and go to work.
When I get home, the TV's still on but she's not in front of it. Her bathrobe lies deflated. I imagine that she's disintegrated like a staked vampire, but there she is in the kitchen, rattling cupboards.
She's taken a shower and so her hair falls lank and wet to her shoulders, split ends already dry. She's slapped makeup on her black–eyed horse face. Her eyes are flat and muddy; there's no difference between iris and pupil. Her eyes don't shine like other people's eyes. They don't go red in pictures. They're blank, dead swamps.
The door gets knocked on. My wife shoves the cupboards closed and grabs her purse. Creaking hinges swing open. Her two friends hunch outside, as blank–eyed as she is, their teeth yellow and sinister as they flash grins that don't reach their eyes. Though they're greeting her, their stares hunt me down.
All three wear mismatched clothing, loose and odd–fitting. Cracked, filthy nails extend from their fingers. Their hands twist like claws into predatory poses.
My wife joins them on the front step. I can't identify one from the next. They're one disgusting flock. The door slams behind them.
My wife's bathrobe still lies discarded on the couch. It used to be pink but it's whitened with time and bleach. Chocolate, grease, and menstrual stains track the cloth.
I masturbate on it. She and her friends dying in a car crash. Metal slamming through their heads. Windshield fragments slicing through their necks. Their thighs spurting arterial blood. There'd be no change in their lightless eyes. Just alive. Then dead.
I leave another stain.
A note from the author:
There's truth in all fiction. Writers are never separate from what they write. Don't believe anyone who tells you otherwise.
I'm not going to kill my ex, but I probably should have.
Don't tell anyone I said that.
If she turns up dead, it could be a problem.
My wife sneaks into the bedroom at midnight. On the carpet, her feet sound like claws digging into dirt. She leans over my side of the bed. Humid carrion–breath smothers my face. I pretend to be sleeping. One ragged exhalation. Two. She finally withdraws.
She retreats to the window. Clothes rustle as she strips. Pretending to shift in my sleep, I turn to face her. Through half–lidded eyes, I watch yellow sodium–vapor light swab her body. Shadows pool in the loose, wrinkled skin that drapes from her neck, arms, and stomach.
A horrible smell fills the room as her bowels open. White shit pours down her legs.
She squints at the bed, impaling me with those dead–black eyes. Light shines on her crooked front tooth.
The noise of claws–in–carpet grows louder, closer. She scrapes her way into bed. I smell her shit. I feel her eyes. She knows I'm awake. All I can hear is the crackling of her murmured laughter as she stares at me through the dark.
By the time you see the shit running down your wife's legs, it's impossible to understand how you could have been blind before. How could you have looked at that woman and seen skin running smoothly from stomach to thighs? How could you have stroked the inside of her knee and thought it was soft and tender? People will try to tell you that things changed. You, her, the relationship. They lie. There was always shit coating her feet. Her eyes were always dead and black.
When I wake in the morning, she's genuinely asleep. Snores tear from her throat. I'm struck by the image of her heart seizing as she sleeps, panic clawing her awake, her fingers raking the air as she scrambles to breathe.
I work until I jizz on her pillow. It dries next to her drool.
When I'm showered and dressed in slacks and button–down, I head to the kitchen. The smell of my wife's shit travels with me. Frantically, I check to see where I'm fouled. It's not on my clothes. I undo my belt. Not on my cock.
My eye catches a spot on my thigh. The smell isn't shit after all. It's black, rotting skin I smell. Death, not excrement.
I find a bandage to cover the necrotic flesh. Adhesive doesn't damp the odor.
The bathroom mirror tells me that necrosis is mottling my spine. Black rashes creep down my legs. I watch a new spot appear inside my elbow. Blood bursts through the skin and a puzzle–piece–shaped lesion dapples to black, exuding a charnel house stench.
She's killing me. This house is killing me.
I have to get out. I pull my pants up, button my shirt. At the front door, I pause with my hand on the knob as dark instinct draws my eye to the inset window. Through leaded glass, I see shadows. They come closer.
At last, I can make out one of my wife's friends approaching the porch. Saliva drips from her slack jaw, trailing down her chin. She stares at the door for an evil second and then paces down the front steps and turns, heading for the gate that leads to our backyard. Her steps are spasmodic, disjointed, but she travels with a determination that makes her path seem inevitable.
She breaks from sight, but before I can calculate my freedom, my wife's second, identical friend passes by on the same route, her expression a perfect mimic of the first's vacant–and–hungry look.
I wait, breath incipient, fingers still closed around the knob. The woman departs from sight, but as I expected, it's only moments until the first returns. Without altering her path, she swivels her head toward the door. Her eyes catch me as if she can see through wood and glass.
Realization hardens in my mind.
They're circling the house. Circling me.
My ex wears stretch marks like jewelry. They shine when the light hits. She laughs when she sees me staring. She jiggles the fat under her arms to make it swing.
My ex has three men. She doesn't bother to hide them. When I go to check the cars, they're always there. They attend in rotation: first one, then the second, then the third, and then back to the first again. They stand behind her when she opens the door. They're thin–haired and weak–chinned. They stare at me with mouths agape, spit shining on their gums.
My ex laughs and pats their arms with simulated affection, sneering at me as if I could ever be jealous of the new men mired in her trench.
I hamstring my wife with a knife from the kitchen and tie her by the wrists to the hooks on the ceiling that some prior resident used to hang light fixtures. Her feet hang above the floor. I can see now that they are scaled, the yellow keratin cracked and dry. Talons droop, fissured but sharp.
Her baggy stomach overhangs the greasy feathers of her legs. Her fingers poke, half–flesh and half–claws, out of her ragged wingtips. Breasts swing, bare and sagging, nipples pointed toward the floor. She stares at me, grin still jagged, eyes still dead.
A flood of shit drenches her legs. It splashes me. I jump back and curse. Laughter scratches her throat as I retreat to the sink to scrub my hands and shirt. There are spatters of blood as well as shit. I leave them to stain.
Her feathers are matted with feces, but I armor myself with gardening gloves and grab a bucket from beneath the sink. I pluck one forearm–length, broken feather from her tail. Oily black residue slicks my fingers.
I pluck a second and a third. Pained, creaking noises escape her mouth. I pull another. Freshly exposed pink skin puckers where the quills were ripped out. Specks of fresh blood redden the shit on the floor.
She swings her head back and forth, trying to watch me, but I keep to the shadows behind her so that she never knows where pain will strike next. Her hisses rattle as I make my way down to where I'd once thought she had calves. Now I can clearly see where her skin calcifies into the scales of her giant bird feet.
Her strong thigh muscles remain intact. She kicks. Limp talons swing toward me. Even lacking precision, they are heavy and deadly. I dodge out of range.
Back in the kitchen, I grab a stronger knife. She watches my return with fear. I bend to the task of sawing through her bird–ankles. Scales and bone give way with a consistency like rotting teeth. Viscous yellow ichor oozes from the wounds. She throws her head back, neck working as she births a vibrating, interminable screech.
From outside the house, I hear the heavy thump of wingbeats. I go to the kitchen window; her friends are swooping past, enormous wings outstretched as they glide in circles around the house. Their foul feet dangle, gore glistening on their claws. Naked, red necks emerge from their feathers, capped by identically grinning faces. With each pulse of my wife's scream, they lunge closer, talons clenching with excitement.
I laugh. My wife's screech ascends in pitch. Her wings and legs flail, striving for impossible escape.
When I fucked my wife, it was masturbation. Cock hot in that slack, cold body of hers; her gaze wall–eyed and half–focused; her tongue protruding from the edge of her mouth. Fuck and grunt and think about whatever: women's fingers pinching their nipples; vulva spread and hot; sweat slicking smooth thighs. The mind can be wherever it wants, but the cock remains in that distended cunt, working and working toward a little pleasure. All the heat and blood and life — that was mine, never hers.
I return to the bathroom to mirror–check my necrosis. Spots cluster everywhere. Blood blooms to black on my chest, my elbows, the underside of my scrotum. Her very presence is decay.
I drag the knife through a necrotic flower, trying to cut it out like rot in fruit. The knife slides through the soft, pulpy wound, revealing the inside of my arm. It's a monstrosity. Black veins branch across muscle that's purpled like a bruise. Geysers of strange yellow substances, more viscous than pus, burst out of the fibers. I reach in to touch the muscle and my finger pushes straight through. The bone is no longer white and smooth, but rough and porous like pumice.
The smell it emits is sweet. It's the smell of perfume on a grieving widow. It's the smell of a sachet pinned to a corpse. It's the smell of a banshee's sugared breath.
It's unfathomably worse than the rot and the shit.
My ex took the house and both cars and our address book. She slid her fingernails into my chest and cracked my sternum. She prized out my heart, a great pulsating ruby, and shoved it into her mouth. Her teeth tore through it. Her lips were covered in my blood.
Still, I had to listen to my friends bleat. "You used to be so in love." "She could be sweet, though, you've got to admit it." "Sometimes people just grow apart from each other."
Idiots, all of them. Can't see the shit running down her legs. Can't see the fouled feathers. Can't see the blank–mud–black she stares back at them as they fawn.
New necroses colonize my left hand. I've got to finish this. Got to get out.
I stumble back into the kitchen. Every few seconds, the air cracks beneath the vultures' six–foot wingspans. The house rumbles beneath me. My wife stares at the window, still screaming, but she no longer looks afraid — instead, she's smug, satisfied.
One bird dives against the glass. It creaks but doesn't shatter.
My wife's scream becomes something like a laugh. I slap her across the face. She keeps laughing as I push past her and rush toward the window.
The second bird lunges for another strike. She stares at me with naked hunger. The proffered sacrifice means nothing to them. One trussed, dying victim will never sate their ravenous bellies.
My wife laughs and I snarl.
It would be wise to bolt for the front door while the birds are at the window, and hope that I can run fast enough to get past them. But I can't run, not now, with my wife still hanging from the ceiling, half–dead but still grinning, still mocking.
My fist finds my cock. No need to dredge up images this time. My desires are richly, extravagantly present. The blood dripping from her plucked flesh. The sawed–off remains of her ankles. My fist draws back and forth. I aim upward like a fire hose, ready to loose myself into her face.
Suddenly, pleasure vanishes. I look down and there's my fist, white and clenched around a necrotic shaft. The flesh is soft. My fingers start to sink in. I tear them away. Tatters of black flesh adhere to my hand.
She laughs and I slap her again, but it gives me nothing, a slap against all she's done to me.
If I'd really killed her, I'd have bought a butcher's knife and relied on the internet to instruct me on how to joint her, cut by cut. I wouldn't cook her. Wouldn't want her rump roast churning in my guts. Wouldn't want her to be part of me forever, infiltrating my lungs and stomach and fingernails.
No, I'd cut her up to make it clear that she'd never been a person in the first place, never been anything but a grinning sack of meat.
Wings slap the air. The bird strikes. This time, the glass breaks. Fractures spiral out from the impact as if the window had been struck by a bullet.
I can imagine what will happen next. The birds will dig their talons into my rotting flesh and shred me. They'll push their faces inside my skin. Their teeth will slice sharply, wetly through my muscles. One will pause and lift her head, mouth and cheeks crimsoned with my blood, so that she can watch me watching her feast. The other will seize a long, glistening tube from my abdomen. She'll tip her head back and choke my intestines down her throat with a series of avian swallows.
Still, I can't leave, though, not yet. This time I won't just let her — me — her — leave me. The knife–handle is solid in my grip. She watches helplessly from behind those mud–eyes. She spits. Saliva splatters hotly onto my cheek. My arm draws back. Knife plunges into that distended nightmare of a stomach. It rips upward through her sternum and then tears into the flesh of her hidden, bloody jewel. Shit spurts down her legs, sprays my body. I stare back at those swamp–black eyes, behind which flickers the base consciousness which would — which did — devour my heart.
Her death plays out just as I'd imagined. Her eyes don't dim as her life pours out. Just alive. Then dead.
Remember, this is a story.
It has nothing to do with me. It's an extrusion. A waste project of the imagination.
Forget what I told you about writers who claim to be separate from what they write. It was bullshit. It sounded good enough for fiction. I'm telling the truth now. It's all just stories.
One of the vultures dives when I pull open the door. Even though the knife is in–hand, I strike out by instinct. Her nose crunches. She spits. I hope there are teeth in her blood.
Her feathers strike my face. Her wing beats deafen. The wind driven by her flapping tries to push me back into the house.
Precariously, I maintain my footing. Past the vulture, I can scarcely discern a streak of fresh air. Whether or not I persevere, I'll always treasure this in my once–eaten heart — this time, I won. This time, there's one fewer harpy shitting on the world.
More from Rachel Swirsky:
Rachel Swirsky holds an MFA from the Iowa Writers Workshop and graduated from Clarion West in 2005. Her short fiction has been published in venues including Tor.com, Subterranean Magazine, and Clarkesworld Magazine, and been nominated for the Hugo Award, the Locus Award, the Sturgeon Award, and the World Fantasy Award. In 2010, her novella "The Lady Who Plucked Red Flowers in the Queen's Window" won the Nebula. Her newest collection, How the World Became Quiet: Myths of the Past, Present and Future, is forthcoming from Subterranean at the end of September. It has a Shaun Tan cover!
Swirsky wrote this piece after talking to multiple editors who worked with horror stories, all of whom reported receiving many submissions about men murdering their wives or ex–wives. Despite the fictional veneer and supernatural justification, many have the feel of personal revenge fantasies, and most characterize the women through disturbing, misogynist stereotypes. Swirsky wanted to see if it was possible to write a story that included all the markers of the trope but nevertheless subverted it.
If she was going to turn into a harpy, she wouldn't want to be a vulture–harpy. A Macaw harpy? A bird of paradise? A cassowary? So many better options.
What a wonderful and wonderfully disturbing story. Read it in a single go and then felt the need to shower.
Well done.
Excellent imagery, but telling us "this is a story" doesn't really count as subversion, if that was the intent.
Actually, J.T., it does count, and here's why: She's NOT telling you "this is a story". It's actually more complex than that. What the writer is doing is pointing out how thinly veiled such revenge fantasies truly are, and how revealing they can be of a misogynist's feelings not only about his significant other or ex, but about women in general. It's an echo of their assurances, both to themselves and others.
No, it doesn't. Look up the definition of subversion (or 'to subvert' rather):
1.to overthrow (something established or existing).
2.to cause the downfall, ruin, or destruction of.
3.to undermine the principles of; corrupt.
Subversion in fiction is often the third one, to undermine the trope and turn it on its head. However, there is no turning of such trope. The harpy trope is played fairly straight, with only an ending to try and contradict it, which, I'll be blunt, is a cop out.
Dear JT: not as smart as Badfae. x
Excellent story. I can see why David Futrelle loved it so much, how it could grow from a blogger at Ampersand. I can see how you are connected so intimately with the material in ways few other authors could express.
This is disturbing and very visual. A stunning piece for sure! Real and surreal all at once.
wow. this is the most overwrought thing I've ever read. it says so much more about the author than a metric ton of psychological evaluations ever could.
It's supposed to say a lot about the author. Or, rather, the protagonist, whose point of view was drawn from other writers who submit their own elaborate, thinly-veiled misogynistic revenge fantasies and call them fiction. This is a genre piece.
You're the author, aren't you?
Not even close.
Lovely, absolutely pitch perfect. You really get inside those guys' heads. I love how the italicized portions illustrate the conflict between wanting to embrace their own hateful desires and wanting to distance themselves from them.
So is his wife a chicken or what
Feminists say "fuck" a lot.
Wow. I am buying the hell out of that collection when it comes out!
And this is the issue with most writers. They don't really understand what they are writing about, and their lack of "experience" belly flops over the little the imagined properly.
that is a daft thing to say in sci-fi: the stuff that they are writing about doesn't exist a lot of the time. Unless you mean the themes, which do exist: like misogyny. I'm pretty sure that all women have first hand experience of misogyny.
So, you basically rewrote Bob Leman's "The Time of the Worm", but this time the monster definitely loses. Good job.
I am glad you found an outlet for your shadow work.
It might be better though for you to own your sickness and hate, instead of projecting it onto others. It kind of defeats the effectiveness of the process.
Extremely interesting, but not at all fun. This story explores a most horrific revenge fantasy. It is scary that this is point of view that has become "commonplace". Honest dialogue between people seems to be becoming a rarified experience.
Fascinating. An excellent insight into the mind of the misogynistic nutters who produce such fantasies.
Though I'm reminded of Kratman and Williamson your writing is vastly better.
Wow, this was the most unartistic, sorry excuse for writing ive ever read. Thank you for providing the workings of your crass mind online. there was nothing "horror" about this it was just what the author used many times in the story; shit. What was even worse after reading a little bit of this story was reading the comments which, essentially, all shared the same tone. I wasn't scared I wasn't moved it wasn't disturbing in an intellectual sense it was disturbing in a sense that the author decided to make a gross story with lots of images of rott and shit and sex in with it. Truly, thank you, my life is changed and i am enlightened for the better by this complex tale of shit and rot.
I think many commenters didn't understand that the italic portions are the voice of a fictional character – not of the author herself – and that the rest is a fiction within a fiction, an expression of that character. That he's lying to us and to himself when he contradicts himself over his connection to this work, and that is the subversion: revealing this type of story as being not condemnation but indulgement in a horrific, misogynistic fantasy.
This was like Bizzaro fiction.
Meta and envelope-pushing and provocative. I'm quite sorry if the confused, mundanity-loving trolls in the comments affected you negatively. I hope that, like they did me, they made you laugh out loud at their own absurdity.
Great story, but I sincerely don't think we should rebuke misoginy with misandry…
"… most characterize the women through disturbing, misogynist stereotypes."
Feminist requirement for the use of the word misogynist at least once in an article fulfilled.
If it wasn't for the ubiquitous presence of misogyny, we could do away with this pesky feminism: you've got it the wrong way round.
Less of a subversion and more of a caricature of a particular sort of person – specifically a horribly bitter failwriter cranking out elaborate revenge fantasies.
That said, it does that really well, and I sort of like it.
Awesome! I love the commentary from the narrator (and or writer?) and how it contradicts itself as the story goes on. Good way of allying an experimental device with an ostensibly done-to-death plot so that neither feels obnoxious or uncreative.


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A Safety and Efficacy Trial of Dapivirine Vaginal Ring in Africa
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|University of North Carolina Project
|Lilongwe, Malawi
|South Africa
|Desmond Tutu HIV Foundation, Nyanga (DTHF)
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Review: Murach's ASP.NET 4 Web Programming with VB2010 4th edition.
Author: Anne Boehm
Amazon link
Price: $54.50 USD.
A few things up front. First, wow! What a behemoth of a book. We are talking about 810 pages, and massive. This puppy will weigh you down, but it is so worth it.
Second, I love the fact they were using a Halloween store throughout. Fun!
Third, this book uses a 'text/explanation on the left hand side' and 'code on the right hand side' format. A pretty nifty way, and I dig the setup. No more needing to flip back and forth between pages just look across the spine!
I will also mention up front this is an end to end tutorial on ASP.NET. When I say end to end Boehm takes you from concepts of the web, how web pages are displayed, transfer concepts across the net, how the Visual Studios IDE works, debugging (!!! YES FOR THIS !!!), basic css/html, IIS setup for win7/vista/XP, and then into the ASP.NET code. It wraps up with securing sites, authentication of users, and more professional skills for ASP.NET development.
This book could easily be used in a classroom (I believe the forward made mention of this) and in the right hands substitute an 101 class. It is just that complete. The problem with that is the first chunk of the book was not helpful for me, but I was enthralled it was being explained. I'll have to check out if they have any others in languages/ides/platforms I am not so familiar with. These guys will be my go to source for hitting new platforms.
The book breaks down in to four major sections:
1: Essence of ASP.NET web programming
2: Basic ASP.NET skills
3: ASP.NET database programming
4: Professional skills.
Each section has five to six chapters a piece. If you want a detailed outline of each chapter - go to amazon and check out the table of contents. That will show exactly what is in this book.
I skimmed through the first section, and dove into the second. It turns out I knew more ASP.NET that I was giving myself credit. That also could be in part of being a heavy .NET winforms guy. Section 2 gave way to more interesting options for how to interact with a database and a webform in section 3 . I have a better grasp of what the various 'views' provided. Mostly I found the more high level concepts in the last chapter intriguing and useful.
There was rarely a part of this book I couldn't apply to a current issue or problem with a design at work. I had my team flip through it and they they were all pretty impressed by the detail (most of them are classic ASP folk).
It was hard to separate what I knew and the pointers written in the book. If anything I now have a solid base of what is out in ASP.NET 4.0 land, where to look up examples and a clear explanation of what the controls do (until I am more familiar with them), and how the moving parts on a webform interact.
At the end of each chapter is a nice summary of what you should have picked up, a listof terms and short definitions, and a good size chunk of exercises.
I found the exercises to be interesting and fun. I didn't have time to download the code, but kept a running sandbox application going to test out parts as advocated.
What this book is and is not:
This book functions more as a reference and 'show and tell' than an end to end project book. While Boehm does a good job of keeping the same example and adding more features to it there are parts that will be glossed over to highlight a control or a concept. To expect a single webpage to develop through the pages that includes each and every control described is just silly.
Additionally if you are looking to be handed some vague "professional web site" this is not that book. Boehm arms you with the knowledge, tools, and concepts that you should take forward to cut out your own site. You would outline what you want to do, and implement the parts as she has done in her book. So yes, you will need your own creativity and gumpshun to make that uber site you have been dreaming about. Is it possible after the book - YES!
Complex sites take time and are not something you can drop out of a toolbox. The interaction of controls and the design take a site from say - the example in this book - to something you could get paid to do. That heavy lifting is on your shoulders. I would have liked to have seen more interaction between controls, and possible some common design patterns; I'll look that up on my own.
Who is the book for:
For the more seasoned developers this book will be more of a reference. The novice it will provide you enough support to help you minimize the gaps you need to fill in.
If you are unfamiliar with Visual Studios this may help get over that "where do I start?" hump.
This is also not for someone looking to shovel this information down in a night. As I said this is a big book and the concepts may well be fully understood down the road. If you are a complete novice, sure the - professional section at the end won't make much sense. That was explained pretty well up front. Work with the IDE and ASP.NET and when things begin to click you can hit that section with more seasoned eyes.
Over all I would give this book a 7/10. I can see novice folk balking at having a missed view on what this book does, and more seasoned people having to pay a pretty penny when a quarter of the book won't be used. As I said - design patterns would be nice! Show the new folk how parts should interact to solve common problems!
(Disclosure: This book was provided to me by the publisher to review.)
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Book Review: Murach's ASP.NET 4 Web Programming with VB2010
Posted 29 April 2011 - 08:51 AM
Replies To: Book Review: Murach's ASP.NET 4 Web Programming with VB2010
Posted 29 April 2011 - 11:55 AM
Thanks for the review. I really like Murach books and his style. One side the code. Other explanation etc. I have not bought this book but do have couple of others and i think they are all great. Might have a look at this one in summer.
(I wish the publisher has sent me a copy as well )
(I wish the publisher has sent me a copy as well )
Posted 29 April 2011 - 01:22 PM
Why is this in the tutorial?
Posted 29 April 2011 - 01:49 PM
That's where The Man indicated it should go.
Posted 29 April 2011 - 02:01 PM
Oh ok
Posted 04 July 2013 - 05:58 AM
Did you get the paperback version? I find it's alright to read on a big enough screen with LockLizard's page layout set to 'facing', but I've been wondering whether I should invest in the paperback. I've read their C# book before (which was fantastic) and am hoping this one will live up to my expectations. My main issue at the moment seems to be to get the exercises working properly.
This post has been edited by Tenderfoot: 04 July 2013 - 05:59 AM
Posted 04 July 2013 - 08:55 AM
Yes, I had gotten the actual book-book.
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¡Salve Rosa pura
Reina de la mar!
¡Salve! Blanca Estrella,
Fiel Iris de Paz …
Por tí sólo
Fama y renombre tendrá.
De los males,
Los mortales
Tu imágen nos librará;
Tu cariño,
Al fiel niño
Le guarda siempre del mal;
Noche y día,
Tu le guías
En la senda terrenal.
—José Rizal (Junto al Pásig)—
Here's a photo that I salvaged from oblivion. We're posing for posterity in front of the historical shrine of Nuestra Señora de la Paz y Buen Viaje (circa 2008).
This historical shrine houses the miraculous image of Our Lady of Peace and Good Voyage, also known as Our Lady (or Virgin) of Antipolo. Many people who are about to embark on a long journey or travel, especially those who will go abroad, flock here to seek guidance from Our Lord's dear Mother.
Rizal's mom was a devotee of this church. While carrying Rizal in her womb, she fervently prayed here that she may have a safe delivery. Years later, when Rizal grew up as a young boy fit enough to travel, he went here with his dad (on 6 June 1868) to fulfill his mother's panatà or vow made years before: to take Rizal to the Virgin of Antipolo should she and her son survive the difficulty of delivery. Rizal's visit here was a thanksgiving pilgrimage of sort.
Rizal's attachment to Our Lady of Peace and Good Voyage carried over to his early masterpiece, the one-act play Junto al Pásig (Along the Pásig). In this piece, Our Lady of Antipolo was mentioned twice. She was also mentioned in Rizal's Noli Me Tangere, but not exactly in a pious light (for Rizal was already a Freemason when he wrote his first novel):
Contrastando con estos terrenales preparativos están los abigarrados cuadros de las paredes, representando asuntos religiosos como El Purgatorio, El Infierno, El Juicio final, La Muerte del Justo, La del Pecador, y en el fondo, aprisionado en un espléndido y elegante marco estilo del Renacimiento que Arévalo rabía tallado, un curioso lienzo de grandes dimensioness en que se ven dos viejas… La inscripción dice: Nra. Sra. de la Paz y Buenviaje que se venera en Antipolo, bajo el aspecto de una mendiga visita en su enfermedad á la piadosa y célebre capitana Inés.
Also, during his stay in Biñán, La Laguna, Rizal used to pray at a chapel which was also dedicated to Our Lady Of Peace and Good Voyage.
Since Junto al Pásig is mentioned here, let me comment on something: whenever we talk about Rizal's literary skills, his two novels immediately come to mind. But these two are almost far from being literary. They are, to put it frankly, but a part of the propaganda fuel of hatred against the Catholic Church, particularly against the friars in the Philippines. Many citations in these novels are even slanderous at worst. To an honest writer and literary critic, Rizal shone at his brightest during the days when he wrote only poetry and plays, when he was not motivated by the propaganda machine, when all his writings were motivated with nothing but religious love as well as the passion for the arts.
Every merry month of May, the legendary town of Antipolo becomes a beehive of acitivity and vibrancy as thousands, from all walks of life, flock to this lovely place amongst the hills. To the lilting tune of native songs, people come to this town, primarily to pay homage to the miraculous Our Lady of Peace and Good Voyage and, secondly, to take a breather from the heat and dust of the summer months amidst Antipolo's refreshing mountain air, rippling streams and springs.
I wish we could do another trip like this again.
Click here for more information about Ciudad de Antipolo.


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At some point you'll want your own mill. Buying one and really controlling my crush made a huge difference in my brewery.Paul
Since I am kind of shooting in the dark I chose 70% for my estimated efficiency and adapted the recipe. That will give me a lower OG so I also decreased the IBUs to match the bitterness ratio of the last attempt. I think I will just have to go for it an see what happens.
If you can control the crush on the LHBS mill that would be a good start...
Quote from: Slowbrew on April 15, 2013, 09:19:02 PMIf you can control the crush on the LHBS mill that would be a good start...Don't be that guy that asks the LHBS to change the gap setting. Shops normally err on the side of a wide setting so customers don't complain about slow runoff / astringency.Make sure you have your own process lined out before taking it up with the shop. Remember, it doesn't matter what your efficiency is as long as it's consistent.Runoff rate, water/grist ratio, and pH all affect efficiency and need to be consistent. If you're batch sparging, runoff rate is especially important.As long as you monitor and adjust pH, your water supply should not affect efficiency.As your dialing it in, I prefer to overshoot my target pre-boil gravity and adjust with water. I just have to make sure I also adjust hopping rate and spicing, as well as my boil-off calcs. More work, but I don't have to worry about my malt flavor profile, color, or fermentability changing.Its a bit easier to undershoot your gravity, you just have to add DME. As long as you get your target volume, no other adjustments are necessary.
If you're batch sparging, runoff rate is especially important.


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Mike Colon, whom I met online, has welcomed me as a Brother. With us united by our Islāmic-Faith, we've gotten the chance to learn more about each other. I've had the great opportunity to have him educate me as per his Military-Experience as a Muslim, which he's also graciously allowed me to interview him based on it.
GB: How long have you been a Muslim: are you a Muslim-Revert, or Born-Muslim?
MC: I am a Muslim-Revert; I became a Muslim when I was 17 back in February of 2000 in El Paso, Texas.
GB: How long have you served in the Military, which National-Military, which Armed-Forces Branch?
MC: I was in the Military from September 2001 to September 2006. I was in the United States Marine Corps.
GB: Have you ever seen Live/Active Combat, and if so, how has that made an impact on your practice of Islām?
MC: I was involved in Combat Operations during the 2003 Invasion of Iraq. My Unit earned a Combat Action Ribbon. It has impacted my practice of Islam in the past. After being in combat, I came home and began to rely upon Islam as a way of dealing with my PTSD, depression, and anxiety. Some days were better than others. Some days I didn't want to get out of bed, other days I isolated myself in the Mosque.
GB: How has Military-Life shaped your Worldview of Peoples whom are Native to the Places where Military-Conflicts take place?
MC: I think that Military life has made me sympathetic to indigenous people's rebellions and their insurgencies. I saw death and destruction first hand, up close and personal. I saw what we did and I understand why people wanted to attack us.
GB: What has been the Pros & Cons of the Military-Experience?
MC: Pros and Cons of Military life are many. Let me start with the cons: I suffer from anxiety, depression, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder. I see the world through jaded lenses. I have a very pessimistic outlook. What I witnessed and have done weighs on my soul deeply. As for the pros, well I think being pushed past my mental and physical limits was a good thing. Other than that I didn't learn much that would be of any use in a civilian environment.
GB: When did you make the Decision to become Active in the Veterans against War Movement?
MC: It was in 2013 that I decided to join Iraq Veterans against the War. It was after having a discussion with Sheikh Abdullah Bin Hamid Ali that really made me realize that I needed to get involved in an active way against American Imperialism.
GB: How has War generally influenced your Perception of Life & Death, or has it at all?
MC: War has influenced my perception of life and death in a big way. I feel like death can seize us at any moment. Death is real and always near!
GB: Are there any regrets. Is which have, in terms of being in the Military?
MC: I think that I have many regrets, but at the same time I owe my intestinal fortitude, ability to run toward a threat to my training and experience in the Marines.
GB: As both a Muslim & a Minority, who's literally placed their life on the line via Military-Service for the United States: what's your Views regarding the Anti-Muslim, Anti-Immigrant Policies being promoted by the Trump-Administration?
MC: My views on the anti Muslims and anti immigration policies are that they all come from the same satanic source of white supremacy. This is why white passing Latinos (Ted Cruz, Marco Rubio for example) can support the policies being pushed by the Trump administration and those of us with brown/indigenous features will hit up the front lines against white supremacy.
GB: How are you able to cope with knowing that you're the Member of 2-Demographics within the United States which are constantly targeted by Bias & Bigotry?
MC: As for dealing with being part of of two demographics of folks that are being assaulted in Trump's America-The way I deal with it is through Islam: prayer and good deeds, being a good person based upon what Islam teaches helps my mind & soul attain ease. Also, training myself by: lifting weights, martial arts, boxing, etc. & just keeping the body strong just in case I have to get down. Keeping the company of good people and making alliances with folks that care about the struggle.
GB: What would ultimately be your Advice for any Muslim who's either currently serving in the US-Military or has aspirations of joining the Ranks of the US-Military?
MC: For Muslims who are currently serving, I say get out! Do whatever it takes to get out of the military. For those that want to join, I say don't do it.
GB: Speak more in detail, regarding the Iraq Veterans Against The War: its purpose & objectives, goals, etc. Also, tell me about the Advocacy for bringing Deported-Veterans back to the United States.
MC: For more information regarding the IVAW (Iraq Veterans Against The War) go to: http://www.ivaw.org/mission-values-and-vision
As for the advocacy regarding veterans who have been deported, we are in solidarity with them. Many of those veterans are members of veterans for peace. Our organization IVAW arose from VFP (Veterans For Peace). Many of our members are both VFP and IVAW members. Many of us work with the campaign to bring the deported veterans back to the United States.
GB: What can People like me, as well as others who will read this & get a glimpse of your Story: how can we help People like you in your Struggles coming from a Military-Life & reverting to a Civilian-Life once again?
MC: I think the best thing is Community-Support. Having a community to transition to-Being in the military and being in prison are similar. Veterans are able to transition into prison life with ease. You go from one governmental institution to another. I'm speaking from experience. So having a muslim community to come back to is amazing. I was basically homeless when I came out of the Marines. It was living in a broken down RV in a 'friends' backyard. It was a Muslim brother (Afro-American) that took me into his home…fed me and took care of me, even when I was sick, like I was just like a member of his family: a recovering Alcoholic who credits Islam to saving his life.
GB: Well…you've most definitely given an insightful Interview, regarding this Chapter of your Life-Journey. My hope for you is that Allah constantly/consistently bring you closer to a space & place of Inner-Peace.
Gareth Bryant/2017


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I thought I would make this photo available from the a 31 August 1957 Sharp Family Reunion. There are a few unknowns in this photo.
James Sidney Thompson (1888-1964) married Annie Victoria Carlisle (1896-1972). Annie's grandmother is Isabella Sharp Carlisle (1831-1904).
Fern Janet Sharp Cutler (1918-1989) married Gordan Mackelprang Cutler (1917-1991).
Dixie Mae Poppleton. Daughter of Edward and Evelyn Poppleton.
Emily Stevenson McDonald Carlisle (1886-1975) married Harvey Cartwright Carlisle (1866-1935). Harvey's mother is Isabella Sharp Carlisle (1831-1904).
Evelyn Mae Sharp Poppleton (1911-1977) married Edward Castle Poppleton(1904-1975).
Edith Louise Maw (1893-1977). Edith's mother is Victorine Mary Sharp Maw (1862-1945).
Delwin Sharp (1884-1969) married Violet Grieve Sharp (1891-1964)
Annie Victoria Sharp Thompson (1896-1972) married James Sidney Thompson (1888-1964) mentioned above.
Edward Sharp (1887-1962) married Lillie Elva East Sharp (1888-1942).
Vernal LaVane Sharp (1908-1971) married Kathleen May Nelson Sharp (1920-2008).
Kathleen May Nelson Sharp (1920-2008) married Vernal LaVane Sharp (1908-1971).
Joy Harms daughter of Kathleen May Nelson Sharp from her previous marriage to Harry Harms Jr (1906-1945).
John Harold Ross (1923-2004) married Colleen Fowers Hancock Ross (1929-1969).
Estella "Stella" Inez Thomas Marriott (1884-1964) married James Oliver Marriott (1881-1965). Stella's mother is Anne Elizabeth Sharp Thomas (1852-1891).
Iris Maud Sharp Adams (1920-2001) married James Vester Adams (1913-1984).
James Vester Adams (1913-1984) married Iris Maud Sharp Adams (1920-2001).
James Oliver Marriott (1881-1965) married Estella Inez Thomas Marriott (1884-1964).
Francis Milo Thomas (1875-1962) married Isabelle Divina "Devina" Nicol (1878-1975). Francis' mother is Anne Elizabeth Sharp Thomas (1852-1891).
Shelley Mae Tippets (1952-2008). Granddaughter of Edward and Evelyn Sharp Poppleton through their daughter Sharon (not pictured).
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In my family, I was nicknamed "Leftie" for all the wrong reasons. It meant I was awkward, clumsy and sure to score poorly on those handwriting assignments in second grade.
My sister had to cut construction paper for me when we did art projects, because the left-handed scissors never seemed to work. And I got chosen last for softball because my swing was so bad my classmates assumed an automatic out.
If only I'd had this list for ammunition then. Turns out awkward lefties often grow up into very attractive, and very successful, people (they also may be more prone to mental disorders, but we'll ignore that for now). Check out these A-listers who happen to be southpaws. Makes me think the nickname "Leftie" isn't much of an insult after all:
- Tom Cruise
- Matt Dillon
- Robert DeNiro
- Cary Grant
- Judy Garland
- Angelina Jolie
- Nicole Kidman
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- Oprah Winfrey


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VOP_CREATEVOBJECT, VOP_DESTROYVOBJECT, VOP_GETVOBJECT — VM object interaction
#include <sys/param.h> #include <sys/vnode.h> int VOP_CREATEVOBJECT(struct vnode *vp, struct ucred *cred, struct thread *td); int VOP_DESTROYVOBJECT(struct vnode *vp); int VOP_GETVOBJECT(struct vnode *vp, struct vm_object **objpp);
These calls are used to control the association of a VM object with a particular vnode. The arguments specific to these functions are: vp The vnode of the file. objpp The VM object being returned, or NULL if the caller wants to test for the existence of the VM object). VFS(9) invokes VOP_CREATEVOBJECT() when it needs to create a VM object for the given vnode(9). File system code may pass this call down to the underlying file system. This VOP can be called multiple times, and file system code should ignore any additional calls, exiting with a zero return code. VOP_DESTROYVOBJECT() is called when a vnode(9) is recycled. VOP_GETVOBJECT() should be used by all kernel code to get a VM object. The returned VM object may belong to a different file system in the case of stacked mounts. VFS(9) has three functions which perform standard operations by creating and destroying VM objects. These functions are: vop_stdcreatevobject(), vop_stddestroyvobject() and vop_stdgetvobject(). Note: a vnode(9) should be locked on entry and must be left locked on exit.
The VOP_CREATEVOBJECT(), VOP_DESTROYVOBJECT() and VOP_GETVOBJECT() functions return zero on success, or a non-zero value on failure. Zero is returned on success, otherwise an error is returned.
By default, file systems leave VM object handling to the vop_std*() functions.
vnode(9), VOP_GETPAGES(9), VOP_PUTPAGES(9)
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May 19th marks one of the most heroic individuals in American history, the birthday of El Hajj Malik Shabazz better known to the world, as Malcolm X. Malcolm X was one of the most extraordinary individuals to walk this earth because unlike a lot of other heroes and martyrs that just appear on the scene as born leaders. Through Malcolm's autobiography one is able to see Malcolm's evolution from a young man unable to accomplish his dreams because of racism turned pimp, thief and street hustler to a champion of world causes after his pilgrimage to Mecca.
There are a lot of things that Malcolm accomplished in his lifetime and I am particular grateful for him and King for reasons not commonly mentioned and noticed. This is because I like a number of people see him as being what I refer to as a heroic ancestor, an aakhu. That is an ancestor that people from all over the world can look to for inspiration.
You see, coming from a Christian background and wondering if the faith my family professed to believe in was correct or not. Both Malcolm and Martin in my eyes broke the religious dogma ceiling. To understand this it must be understood that prior to Malcolm and Martin coming on the scene. I believe that a lot of people were still stuck in that spiritual rut that you had to belong to a particular faith or profess a particular belief in order to be saved. If you did not belong to this particular faith, affiliation or denomination, it was assumed that you were going to hell. This dogmatic belief still exists in many religious organizations but it is slowly changing.
For me it changed after I learned that Malcolm met with a number of people from around the world. One of the individuals that Malcolm met with was Fidel Castro, which I forgot about until I met my padrino (godfather) a black Cuban, who talked extensively about Malcolm. I remembered when I was learning about the Rastafarian Movement, I discovered that Malcolm's autobiography was once banned in Jamaica. Why I wondered. It was because a lot of people could identify with Malcolm's transformation and like Hon. Marcus Garvey his influence was strong and growing.
A lot of times, many of my Christian friends ask me how can I associate with people from various religious faiths? I tell them that it is because of Malcolm. Malcolm I remind them came from a Christian background. Malcolm's father was a Christian preacher murdered by fellow men who claimed to be Christians. There were a lot of traumatic events that took place in Malcolm's young life, which made him hate God. It was because of these events, there was no way that he was going to return to church. God had to reach Malcolm another way, so it was through Hon. Elijah Muhammad's Nation of Islam and finally Sunni Islam. This is why he was able to accomplish so many things and appeared to be ahead of his time. It was because of Malcolm's religious faith, he was able to meet with others and respect them for what they believe. A true example of what it means to be a follower of God is to be able to respect others regardless of what they believe. This takes a lot of spiritual courage and growth to do, which he and Martin both were able to accomplish.
It was through Malcolm and Martin's heroic works and devotion that I came to understand that God is not concerned with our affiliation, background or what we call our selves. God is only concerned with the heroic works that we do for our loved ones, community and humanity overall. Whatever affiliation, background, associations, etc. that we deal with is meant to help us to fulfill our destiny and do the works of God. It has nothing to do directly with our relationship with the Divine.
This is important for us to understand because right now some of the most religious people in the world. Are also the biggest warmongers and perpetrators of the most heinous crimes committed in the history of the world. So, in this sense Malcolm symbolizes true revolution, true change by reestablishing what it means to be an ancestor, thus putting salvation back in man and woman's hands. Meaning you are responsible for your own evolution, not God. Your spirituality is between you and God. In other words if you were to physically die and see God, would God be pleased with what you are doing? This is one of the point symbolized on the maa aankh.
Another thing that Malcolm signified through his works is that you can't have physical change without money. Could this be the reason why Malcolm met with Fidel to understand how to fund change? Not sure. What I am sure of is that you can't create real lasting revolutionary change without any money. And, when I say money I am not talking about greenbacks, but assets baby! This is something that we all need to learn about, the difference between assets and liabilities. Too many of us have liabilities and not enough assets.
So, this May 19 lets remember Malcolm not only for all of his cultural contributions. Let's honor his memory by reflecting upon what we need to do to become an honorable ancestors ourselves. Let's become more responsible for our own physical and spiritual salvation and the salvation of our communities.
Hope this helps.
Derric "Rau Khu" Moore
For a complete discourse see MAA AANKH: Finding God the Afro-American Way,
by Honoring the Ancestors and Guardian Spirits


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Summer Symphony
It's that time of year again when life moves outside and the lines between "living room" and "balcony", "my house" and "the whole neighbourhood" are blurred. Windows forced open by the sticky heat usher in a breeze, and along with it every sound within a five-house radius. Walls cease to exist, and everyone's business becomes everyone's business.
I no longer need an alarm clock because if the sound of Ayşe Teyze unbolting the door as she heads off to Qu'ran class doesn't wake me, the sound of the kid down the way yelling out the window to his grandma in the adjacent house to see if breakfast is ready surely will.
The closure of school brought the influx of "the summer people", doubling the number of voices echoing off the walls within our complex. My morning quiet time is punctuated by Ayşe (the other Ayşe's next door neighbour - common name here) arguing with her four-year-old about what she's going to wear, and in the afternoon, I can tell which neighbour is watching which soap opera and what the Prime Minister is preaching about today simply by tuning my ear to any of the four TV sets within earshot of my bed.
When I'm still trying to sleep or attempting to focus and be productive, the "communal background noise" can make me wish I weren't a year-round dweller in what is, for most of the folks around me, a neighbourhood of summer houses.
But then evening falls and the delicious smell of meat sizzling on someone's grill mingles with the scent of our honeysuckle. The clatter of silverware from the family eating dinner on a balcony in the building across from us blends with the voices of the guys in plastic chairs watching TV outside on the one below it. The explosion of wedding fireworks evokes a chorus of bleating from the (terrified) sheep down the road.
And as I sit here on my terrace, a big pot of Turkish tea by my side, I tinkle my spoon in accompaniment to the laughter and sanat music floating from the neighbours' balcony across from us, and I can't help but admit that "neighbourhood noise" on a Mediterranean summer night makes for my favourite kind of symphony.


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Police arrest 2 in Baltimore Co. abduction case
Kenyon Waller, William Campbell face several charges
Baltimore County police said on Tuesday they have arrested two men in connection with a kidnapping and sexual assault, and they said one of the suspects is also connected to an earlier abduction.
Police said the incident happened at a bus stop at the intersection of Ingleside Avenue and Edmondson Avenue in the Catonsville area at 12:40 p.m. Monday.
A 17-year-old girl told officers she got off the bus and began to walk to a different bus stop when a Ford SUV pulled up beside her, and the driver got out and forced her into the vehicle.
Police said a second man, armed with a handgun, was in the backseat. The men drove to an alley in Baltimore City, where detectives said the man in the backseat sexually assaulted the victim. The victim said the men also took her cellphone, wallet, money and identification card. She was then dropped off at a nearby apartment complex.
Detectives found the SUV matching the description of the one used in the kidnapping in the northwest area of Baltimore City at 11:20 p.m. After an extensive search and investigation by Baltimore City and Baltimore County police, two men were arrested.
Police charged 21-year-old Kenyon Waller with armed robbery, kidnapping, first-degree assault, firearm use in a felony crime and first-degree rape.
Officers also charged 25-year-old William Campbell with two counts of armed robbery, two counts of kidnapping, two counts of first-degree assault, two counts of firearm use in a felony crime, one count of first-degree sex offense and one count of first-degree rape.
Both men are being held without bail at the Baltimore County Detention Center.
Police said Campbell faces two counts because investigators have also tied him to a separate kidnapping on Sept. 25, when an 18-year-old woman reported an armed robbery that happened at 9:20 a.m. that morning.
The woman told police she got off an MTA bus at the same intersection as the incident on Monday and began to walk to work. She told police a Ford SUV pulled up alongside her, and a man pointed a handgun at her and ordered her to get into the vehicle.
The man, who police identified as Campbell, drove the victim to the corner of an apartment complex on Fern Valley Circle and forced her to perform a sexual act, police said. He also stole personal property from the victim, including her Maryland identification card, money and her camera. The victim then got out of the car, and Campbell drove away.
The victim told police Campbell threatened to harm her if she filed a police report, which is why she said she waited to report the crime until later that evening. Officials said the victim did not tell officers about the sexual assault during the initial police report but provided that information to detectives during the follow-up investigation.
Detectives said they believe Campbell acted alone in the Sept. 25 case.
Waller only faces charges in connection with the Oct. 1 incident.
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Sunday, May 6, 2012
Dirt to Table Experience: Refrigerator Pickles, and You Name it, Veggies
33 comments:
- Marina@Picnic at Marina said...
Sounds like a great treat!
- May 6, 2012 at 10:24 PM
- Michelle said...
Very nice. I am always looking for ways to preserve. My canning skills are still new!
- May 6, 2012 at 10:44 PM
- Claudia said...
This looks absolutely gorgeous! My husband has decided to can and pickle this year so am leaving it up to him. Am very jealous at where you are. I am still afraid to plant (in spite of very early spring).
- May 6, 2012 at 11:46 PM
- Hamaree Rasoi said...
great idea !! far better than store bought jar pickles
Hamaree Rasoi
- May 6, 2012 at 11:50 PM
- Lynn said...
Your pickles look absolutely beautiful! Great colors-enjoy:@)
- May 7, 2012 at 5:49 AM
- From Beyond My Kitchen Window said...
They look delicious. I love canning too, but like you am fairly new at it. I am pinning this to my canning board.
- May 7, 2012 at 6:27 AM
- Sam Hoffer / My Carolina Kitchen said...
How pretty. Makes me want to learn to put up vegetables.
- May 7, 2012 at 6:34 AM
- That Girl said...
This is definitely brag worthy!
- May 7, 2012 at 9:32 AM
- TKW said...
After a rather odiferous experience with making chow chow relish once, I am afraid of canning.
But yours look great!
- May 7, 2012 at 11:31 AM
- Julie said...
Oh goodness, these look delish! My mom was a big canner, unfortunately I didn't pay enough attention.
- May 7, 2012 at 11:50 AM
- Katerina said...
Pickling is something I have to try as well. I love pickled vegetables and they last for longer time too. You made such a great job with these veggies Velva!
- May 7, 2012 at 12:40 PM
- The JR said...
These make me want to try the recipe!
Looks great.
- May 7, 2012 at 1:45 PM
- Chris said...
I definitely want to pickle some veggies this year, Alexis loves them that way.
- May 7, 2012 at 3:39 PM
- chow and chatter said...
these look great and good idea to preserve extra
- May 7, 2012 at 5:36 PM
- Ocean Breezes and Country Sneezes said...
This looks delicious! I'm new to canning too, I've only been doing it a few years . . . far the the "master canner" that I long to be!
Thanks for sharing your recipe!
- May 7, 2012 at 6:29 PM
- SavoringTime in the Kitchen said...
I've never pickled anything other than my mother's simple refrigerator pickle recipe. I'd love to try this one with the carrots and cauliflower. Wonderful!
- May 7, 2012 at 6:46 PM
- Shelia said...
Oh, these look so pretty! I've never canned anything or pickled anything either. You make it sound pretty simple! I'll be those taste marvelous too. Thank you so much for popping in to see me.
be a sweetie,
Shelia ;)
- May 7, 2012 at 9:11 PM
- Mom on a mission said...
I new to canning as well, my 3rd year in fact. Thank you for sharing this recipe, it looks amazing!
- May 8, 2012 at 7:45 AM
- Big Dude said...
I love this idea and your brine sounds delicious. They look so pretty and I'll bet they would sell well at a farmers market, especially if you can advertise you grew the veggies. I'll have to try a few jars when my veggies are ready.
- May 8, 2012 at 8:03 AM
- Barbara said...
Gosh, those look wonderful, Velva. I used to can, but haven't done it in ages.
- May 8, 2012 at 8:04 AM
- Karen (Back Road Journal) said...
Your pickles are so pretty...sometimes they can be very cloudy. I'm very envious as my plants can't go into the garden until the end of the month.
- May 8, 2012 at 12:14 PM
- Catherine said...
Dear Velva, This looks fresh and wonderful to go with any meal. Blessings dear. Catherine xo
- May 8, 2012 at 3:06 PM
- Kitchen Belleicious said...
that just looks heavenly to me! I love pickles and so does my SIL- we are sitting here looking at this together and licking our lips
- May 8, 2012 at 3:07 PM
- Cucina49 said...
These pickles look spectacular--it seems like veggies sometimes lose color while in the jar, but not yours!
- May 8, 2012 at 4:32 PM
- Maureen Brady Johnson said...
One year, when I was a young married, I pickled so many veggies, including asparagus and watermelon rind. We were living on a small income and those pickled veggies were just great. I often wish I had taken a photo of those gorgeous jars in my cupboard. I DO have a listing of each year and it is fun to read all that I did, even with four children and a part-time job.
- May 8, 2012 at 7:33 PM
- Jayanthy Kumaran said...
sounds amazing..!
Tasty Appetite
- May 8, 2012 at 8:20 PM
- LaDivaCucina said...
When i lived in that neighborhood you visited, Velva, I lived next to Ukrainian neighbors that had a beautiful garden and pickled many of the vegetables. I remember the crispest, most garlicky of pickles! Such a delight! You are lucky to have the big garden and the space to "put up jars!" Enjoy!
- May 9, 2012 at 7:54 AM
- Lynda said...
I can't wait to try these Velva; my husband will love these. He has always been a fan of pickled veggies and has wanted me to try making them. Now I can!
- May 9, 2012 at 9:38 AM
- Magic of Spice said...
I have always wanted to try pickling, and with garden fresh veggies these must be amazing! Ans so pretty too :)
- May 9, 2012 at 1:42 PM
- Elisabeth said...
Velva-I'm so impressed with your amazing pickles, with the colorful veggies...I must try your brine recipe.
I pinned it; just started a new pin for it, and will include mine, as well!
- May 9, 2012 at 10:25 PM
- Rita said...
Fantastic Velva; I have always wanted to make these; thanks for posting.
- May 11, 2012 at 6:21 AM
- scrambledhenfruit said...
These are so colorful and sound so delicious. I love that there's no "canning" involved- it sounds so easy! I've never made refrigerator pickles before, but with all of the spring veggies coming in strong right now I think that a few jars of these in my refrigerator would be a welcome addition. :)
- May 12, 2012 at 6:35 PM
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Is Mitt Romney Ready to Ride Out the Storm?
The Tampa convention should give the GOP nominee a bounce, if his message is heard.
For months, the Republican establishment worried that strident backers of Texas Rep. Ron Paul might disrupt the Republican National Convention in Tampa, Fla.
Now, two new threats -- Tropical Storm Isaac and outspoken abortion opponent Todd Akin, a House member from Missouri -- are threatening to rain on Mitt Romney's parade.
From the point of view of Romney and his backers, the timing of the one-two punch from Isaac and Akin couldn't be worse. Romney and his running mate, House Budget Committee Chairman Paul Ryan of Wisconsin, need to make a convincing case for why they should run the country, and they need a convention-fueled bounce in the polls to help sell themselves to undecided voters.
As Romney gets ready to officially claim the GOP nomination, his message is somewhere between muddled and overshadowed, thanks in part to a massive effort by the Obama campaign to define him as out of step with Main Street America. The former Massachusetts governor has been on the defensive about his leadership at Bain Capital, his reluctance to release multiple years of tax returns, his use of offshore bank accounts, voter concerns about Medicare and, most recently, a renewed fight over abortion based on Akin's suggestion that rape victims aren't likely to get pregnant.
Every day that President Obama and his campaign keep Romney playing defense is one less day for the Republican nominee-to-be to try to saddle Obama with the sluggish U.S. economy.
So Tampa is an all-in moment for Romney. He needs to find his voice and establish a tone that can carry him through Nov. 6.
It's not his last chance, by any means. But the opportunities are dwindling.
There isn't much Romney or anyone else can do about Isaac. All the scripting and planning that went into the convention -- what is, in essence, Romney's coronation -- won't change Isaac's path. Florida is used to hurricanes and tropical storms, but they usually don't hit while 10,000 visitors who aren't as storm savvy as the natives tie up traffic, fill hotels and crowd open bars. That's a nightmare for emergency preparedness officials.
For most Republicans, though, the real nightmare is Akin. Many party leaders fear that his no-exceptions position against abortion will scare women, especially in the suburbs that Romney needs to win, and will widen the advantage Obama already has among female voters.
Yes, the abortion debate can help Romney light a fire under Christian conservatives, but they're already in his corner. Sooner or later, he needs to broaden his appeal. Because of voter registration numbers, no Republican can win the presidency without the help of a fair number of independents or crossover Democratic moderates.
Romney's real chance to reach beyond the base will come after the convention, both on the campaign trail and in the upcoming debates with Obama. Next week is for preaching to the choir. But he does need to keep an eye on the clock.
So far, Romney hasn't provided even his staunchest supporters with a simple declarative sentence that defines why he should be president. The only clear message from Romney has been one that roughly translates into, "I'm not Barack Obama." When the convention fades into history and the sprint to the Nov. 6 finish line begins, that isn't likely to be enough to beat an incumbent.
Romney needs to stand up to the storms and stand for something. His economic message can be potent, but he needs to raise his voice to be heard above all the noise about Isaac and Akin and Medicare. And he needs to do it soon.


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Tuesday, January 9, 2018
Frying, not Freezing
Hi, I'm Emily Westhill. My father-in-law and I own Deputy Donut, a donut and coffee shop in Fallingbrook, Wisconsin.
Brrrrr! It's been a cold winter so far. Up here in northern Wisconsin, we're used to freezing temperatures, but still . . .
It's warm inside Deputy Donut. We're making coffee and other hot beverages and donuts all day, but that's not all that warms this sweet little shop. Our customers are wonderful!
Yes, the retired ladies who call themselves the Knitpickers often seem to be bickering with the group of retired men who sit at a table near the Knitpickers' table, but if you listen closely, both groups are teasing each other and loving every moment of it.
And we get a lot of warmth and camaraderie from the first responders who take their breaks here. The cops claim to be experts on coffee and donuts, which means that they know they don't like the coffee at police headquarters, and they know they do like our coffee and donuts.
And then there's my cat . . . What could be warmer than a cat? Because of health regulations, Dep (it's short for Deputy Donut, and the shop was named after her, not the other way around) doesn't come into the kitchen or dining area, but if anyone needs to cuddle a cat, they can join her in our office, and if she's not running around on catwalks that Tom and I built near the ceiling, she's usually available to purr in a pair of human arms.
I'd like to say that she helps solve mysteries, but she's as likely to take exception to a police officer as to a murderer. She adores one detective, but runs away from another.
Yes, one of my favorite customers, a Knitpicker, was murdered, and it was a stressful time for all of us, but in addition to being a warm place, a donut shop that serves as a community center is also a source of information. Tom, who retired as Fallingbrook's police chief, and I keep our eyes and ears open . . .
And so does Dep, when she's not playing or napping.
Survival of the Fritters will be on store shelves January 30, but is available for pre-order now.
In the meantime, Ginger Bolton has two advance reader copies she'll send to U.S. or Canadian addresses. Comment below and two winners will be chosen at random.
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- AnonymousJanuary 9, 2018 at 12:48 PM
I love nothing better than fried pastries. Doughnuts are my usual favorites, but there is a place in a small town near us that makes apple fritters worth the drive.ReplyDelete
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Your character has caught my interest. I'll be watching for your book. Although I now live in Arizona, I lived for 20 years in south central Wisconsin. Love the donut shop setting...and Wisconsin, of course. A Wisconsin retired teacher friend of mine enjoys reading "Wisconsin " themed books. I'd be happy to share a copy with her. Lldawnjm (at) gmail (dot) com. Thanks for writing!ReplyDelete
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- Sue LeisJanuary 11, 2018 at 11:20 PM
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Thank you all for your interest! It turned out I have 4 Advance Reader Copies of SURVIVAL OF THE FRITTERS. The winners are: Ellen Jacobson, Lisa Arnold, Kay Bennett, and Faith Creech. I'll be in touch for your mailing addresses.ReplyDelete
- Gabrielle HashimotoJanuary 16, 2018 at 7:43 AM
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* The Globes' most honored actor to date is, perhaps unsurprisingly, Meryl Streep, who has collected a record eight trophies over the course of her fabled career. Unless, of course, you count the honorary wins – including the Cecil B. DeMille Award and the now defunct Henrietta Award for World Film Favorite Actress – that put Barbra Streisand over the top with nine. Still, Streep still tops the charts among nominations, with 26 total nods as of 2012.
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hi. my name is brice maiurro. and i am here to tell you why you should follow my blog.
i will begin my something-part argument by saying that i may or may not be a little inebriated, thus making me easy to relate to. whether or not you are a little inebriated right now, or care to lie to yourself on said matter, i think you'll find we have a lot in common. other things we may have in common: i love Love, some people, and music. my favorite kind of music is… all of them. if you don't like music, you need not apply, unless you still feel a strong desire to do so. i write poetry. for those of you out there who went to high school, common to what's been crammed up your mental asshole, poetry is not a bunch of pretentious white british assholes commenting on the existential nature of butterflies and the consequential consequences that may thus incur from the artificial conscientious beauty we craft of nature in our bloody mindholes. poetry is about honesty. it's about being willing to admit that you've had a half a bottle of wine and are sitting in a shit t-shirt in a basement apartment in an unimportant city in littleton sweating balls as you write this rant that you may not have had the tenacity to write while you are sober.
which brings me to my next point. did i mention i am devilishly handsome? i won't post a picture, but just imagine, my hair that falls as gracefully as doctor who's and my six pack abs and my pearl white smile. that's me. sorta kinda. which brings me to my next point. i am here to break down the walls of anonymity. i want to crash into the glass walls of museums and ride the taxidermy bears into the dawn of ecstasy. join me. follow my blog. hear my rambles. see my dearest friend of a doodle, Rant the Ant, and the situations I force upon him, whether he likes it or not, because isn't that exactly how we should be living our lives?