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Robert White
Robert Wallace White of Rapid City, SD, formerly of Wall, died December 20, 2017 after a courageous fight with Alzheimer's and Parkinson Disease at the age of 76.
Robert White was born June 29, 1941 in Sturgis, South Dakota, the son of Ward and Margaret(Mayer) White. The family lived on a ranch near Pedro, SD. They moved to Wall where Robert went to school and worked for Junior Witcher at his gas station.
He was united in marriage to Claramae Campbell on August 16, 1959 in Wall at the First Lutheran Church. To this union three sons, Kevin, Kyle and Kelly were born. Robert worked for West River Electric in Wall until 1966 when he purchased Siefert Electric in Philip. In 1970 he moved to Deadwood and purchased the Wild Bill Bar. Robert continued to operate both the bar and his electric business until 1980 when he decided to sell the bar, move to Wyoming, and receive his Master Electrician's License.
In 1981 Robert went to work for the Dave Davis Company, an industrial construction company. He enjoyed this type of work especially because it allowed him to travel all over the country. He spent a year in China working on power plants, oil refineries, hospitals and factories.
When he wasn't traveling and seeing the country Robert spent his off time in Arizona. In 1997 he decided to quit traveling and "parked it" (as he put it) in Apache Junction, Arizona. There he started his own business, Junction Electric, working on both residential and commercial jobs.
Robert enjoyed living in Arizona and operating his own small business. However, in 2005 he was forced to retire after showing signs of dementia and in 2006 he had to move in with his son, Kevin. He was able to stay with Kevin in Apache Junction until 2010, when his Alzheimer's progressed to where he needed more care than Kevin could provide. Robert moved to a special care center in Rapid City, SD where he resided until his death.
Thankful for sharing his life are sons, Kevin White of Wall, and Kelly (Amporn) White of Herndon, Virginia; three grandchildren, Amanda, Brandon, and Colton of Herndon, Virginia; one brother, Fred (Arlene) White of Rapid City; two sisters, Delores (Donnie) Poss of Philip, and Margy Kjerstad of Piedmont; a sister-in-law, Rose White of Wall; many nieces and nephews; and a host of other relatives and friends.
He was preceded in death by one son Kyle White on February 14, 2006, his parents, one sister Audrey Hoffman and her husband Maurice, and two brothers Dick and Bill White, sister-in-law Loretta White, brother-in-law Jerry Kjerstad and several nieces and nephews.
A gathering to celebrate Bob's life will be held at 5:30 p.m. on Monday, July 16, at the Wall Golf Course in Wall.
Arrangements are with Rush Funeral Home of Wall.


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RobKc necesitaba un nuevo diseño de camiseta y lanzó un concurso de diseño en 99designs.
Un ganador ha sido elegido entre 32 diseños de 8 diseñadores freelance.
Shirt design needs to represent show that my brand is for people who fish and hunt. Sharp graphic that is a 2 color max for screenprint. Supporting our motto "Fish. Hunt. ReelFowl." We are also interested in a shirt design specifically for the "Fish. ReelFowl." crowd and for the "Hunt. ReelFowl." crowd. These are lifestyle focused shirts that should if possible subtly include our logo and name. A slightly modified version of the logo may be acceptable as well.
ReelFowl is a lifestyle and I want to support that with attractive graphics to support the name.
It is also okay if the graphic was applied to the back of the shirt and our logo was used on the left chest.
Bold sharp graphic. My thought is if you use a fish it is a striped bass style... maybe. No bill-fish though.
Please visit our website http://www.reelfowl.com to see what we currently produce.
Please do not use stock images. I'd prefer to rely on custom background patterns that are very eye catching and would get your attention on the shelf at a retail store.

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Biography of American Composer Charles Ives Part 2
About the famous American composer Charles Ives, biography and history of his music.
Charles Ives (1874-1954)
As an insurance man, Ives prospered. Yet he continued to save much of his energy for his composing. He turned out music in great quantities--chamber pieces, songs, and symphonies--piling his manuscripts carelessly in closets and drawers and in the barn of his Redding, Conn., home.
In 1918, following a lengthy illness, Ives decided to stop composing. He was 44 years old. During the remaining 36 years of his life, he continued his efforts to bring his music to the attention of the public, though he refused to turn his hand to any new compositions. The long years of neglect and abuse had managed to break his spirit.
In 1947, when Ives was 73, he finally began to win limited recognition as a composer. His Third Symphony was performed by the New York Little Symphony on May 5, and the work won the Pulitzer Prize in music for that year. In 1951, the young Leonard Bernstein "discovered" Ives and conducted his Second Symphony. By the time Ives died in 1954, his work had at last attracted considerable attention from musicians and critics.
In 1965 Ives's First and Fourth Symphonies had their world premiers (nearly 50 years after the composition of the Fourth and 67 years after the composition of the First). Recordings of Ives's music became classical best-sellers, and in 1967 a Charles Ives Society was founded for the advancement and study of his music.
Today Ives is recognized as one of the great musical pioneers of the 20th century. His use of polytonality--technique of writing in two or more keys simultaneously--anticipated the innovations of well-known European composers who followed him 20 years later. Ives also invented the "tone cluster," where the pianist uses either his forearm or a block of wood to sound simultaneously whole groups of notes. Bartok, Stravinsky, and others later adopted this technique.
In some respects, Ives may be described as a "pop artist" ahead of his time, using ragtime, patriotic anthems, and American folk songs in an unexpected symphonic context that creates a comic tension with our memory of the original "model." Yet Ives's music is something more than a college of familiar elements; it is always unsettling, infused with his own energy and the tough, hard-bitten fiber of his personality. Ives once said, "Beauty in music is too often confused with something that lets the ears lie back in an easy chair."
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Summer is finally here and it's cocktail time! The Fourth of July is right around the corner and you'll be wanting a nice cool drink to sip while you watch the fireworks…am I right?
Today, I've got TWO great cocktails that won't blow your diet, thanks to Smirnoff. The lovely people at Smirnoff were kind of enough to send me samples of their new product, SMIRNOFF SORBET LIGHT™ so I could taste, smell and create. And let me tell you, it's always a good day when you get vodka in the mail. No just good. Amazing.
There are three new varieties of SMIRNOFF SORBET LIGHT™, Raspberry Pomegranate, Lemon and Mango Passion Fruit. All the flavors are absolutely delicious, but my favorite is the Raspberry Pomegranate. Each flavor clocks in at 78 calories per 1.5 ounce serving. They're fabulous with a splash of soda water, mixed in your favorite blended drink or shaken in a fancy-schmancy martini.
I put together two new cocktail recipes using the new flavors and I think you'll love them. The Grown Up Cherry Berry Limeade is like an adult slushy, without all the funky additives AND with booze. Double win. The Vodka Lemon Presse is perfectly refreshing – garnish it with basil if you want to try something different and surprising!
Everyone, have a SAFE and happy holiday. Remember, always drink responsibly AND if you're under 21, just don't. Seriously.
Step by Step
- Throw all the ingredients into the blender.
- Mix on high speed till fully blended and slushy.
- Pour into two glasses and garnish as desired!
WW PP 2; Calories 163; Total Fat 0.4g; Trans Fat 0.0g; Cholesterol 0mg; Sodium 16mg; Total Carbohydrates 14.0g; Dietary Fiber 2.2g; Sugars 7.6g;Protein 0.9g
Step by Step
- Fill a tall glass with ice.
- Add the SMIRNOFF SORBET LIGHT™ LEMON, lemon and stevia to the glass.
- Top with soda water and garnish as desired.
- Sip and enjoy!
WW PP 1; Calories 84; Total Fat 0.2g; Cholesterol 0mg; Sodium 13mg; Total Carbohydrates 1.9g; Sugars 0.6g; Protein 0.2g
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Looking around for more animated short films I came upon this one and I just loved it!
Alma is Rodrigo Blaas' first short film as a director. Originally from Spain, Rodrigo Blaas has worked in animation for more than ten years, in Spain and in the United States. Seizing the possibility of directing his first independent short film, Rodrigo Blaas asked some of the best artists in their field to take part in this independent project: French animator Bolhem Bouchiba, character designer Carlos Grangel and Sergio Pablos, Art Director Alfonso Blaas, music composer Mastretta and sound designer Tom Myers. For more info visit almashortfilm.com.
Alma means soul, which is very fitting, don't you think? I just loved the whole idea of it. For some reason now I want to read Gaiman's Coraline. Go figure.
So, any recommendations of other animated short films I should watch?


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19.1.3: Ciliates
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Although single-celled, there is nothing primitive or simple about these protists. Not only are they large for single cells (some can be seen by the unaided eye), but they contain organelles that parallel in function the organs of multicellular creatures. In fact, some biologists consider the ciliates to be acellular (not cellular) rather than unicellular in order to emphasize that their "body" is far more elaborate in its organization than any cell out of which multicellular organisms are made.
Ciliates have:
- At least one small, diploid (2n) micronucleus. It contains the entire genome but is not active in gene transcription.
- A large, polyploid macronucleus that contains the active genes that run the cell.
Sexual reproduction in Ciliates
Sexual reproduction in ciliates is by conjugation. The figure shows the process in Paramecium caudatum.
Figure 18.104.22.168 Paramecium reproduction
- Two paramecia come together side by side, and a cytoplasmic bridge forms between them.
- The micronucleus of each undergoes meiosis.
- Three of the resulting haploid (n) nuclei disintegrate.
- The fourth duplicates by mitosis.
- One daughter haploid nucleus in each cell moves across the cytoplasmic bridge and fuses with the remaining daughter nucleus in the other cell forming a diploid nucleus in each cell.
- The cells separate.
- The old macronucleus disintegrates and a new one is formed from the micronucleus.
- This process (as seen in the related ciliate, Tetrahymena thermophila):
- The micronucleus produces a copy by mitosis.
- This copy undergoes repeated rounds of endoreplication producing polytene chromosomes.
- Non-genic DNA (like newly-acquired transposons) is removed (by RNA interference).
- The chromosomes are broken up into pieces ("minichromosomes") that often are so small that they contain only a single gene.
- The enzyme telomerase protects these minichromosomes by putting telomeres on their ends.
- The mini-chromosomes then replicate until as many as 20 million (2 x 107) may be present in the macro-nucleus.
Two parents come together and two parents separate. What kind of reproduction is that? you may well ask.
But the process they have been through is the very essence of sexual reproduction - genetic recombination. The "offspring" are not the same as the parents. They are new individuals and their macronucleus will soon reflect that fact.
Curiously, though, they have also become identical twins. Each parent formed two identical haploid nuclei - gave one away and kept the other. Thus when the cells separate, their new diploid micronuclei are identical. As the twins begin asexual reproduction (by fission), they are the founders of a clone.Ciliated protozoans have been the source of several important discoveries in biology, for example:
- The first ribozymes were found in Tetrahymena thermophila.
- Telomerase was also discovered in Tetrahymena thermophila.
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Ok so you get dressed up like your going to a fine ball or something. Then you go to a fine dining restaurant. have your friend go in first, with a girl to appear as they are on a date. Hes your camera man, make sure he keeps his camera hidden but in a good position to film you and the tables around you. Now right before you enter the restaurant you take a good dose of epicac (vomit inducer) and go in with your date. order a really nice appetizer, then all of a sudden the shit takes effect and your power puking every where. Be sure to have your camera man capture the people sitting at the other tables as well, the reactions will be epic. technically the restaurant management cant do anything because your just being sick, so theres really no laws being broken, just a good way to clear out a restaurant.
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CoClear develops the world's first data visualization of product carbon footprints
With software developers, SpryGroup, we've developed an interactive data visualization depicting the life cycle analysis (LCA) of hundreds of commercial and consumer products. The data underlying this represents the detailed product submissions made by companies to CDP (formerly the Carbon Disclosure Project) between 2013 and 2017 as part of their 'Supply Chain Climate Change Information Request'. The data is drawn from 145 companies from 28 countries representing 30 global GICS industry groups and totaling 866 products.
This is the first time an analysis of global product data has been assembled into a data visualization, providing participating companies, including GM, Bloomberg and General Electric, a platform they can use to explore their product's carbon footprints along with those of other companies who also reported to CDP.
CoClear was able to break down each product footprint into its bottom up contributions upstream, manufacturing (i.e. reporting company owned facilities) and downstream. For a smaller subset the percentage of transport and end of life. Identifying these stages allows companies to locate where in their value chain emissions are greatest.
The analysis of this data revealed the following:
· Between 2013-2017 there was a general increase in the number of companies reporting product carbon emissions to CDP
· 75%+ of product carbon emissions arise outside the companies' direct operations, i.e., upstream or downstream in the product's value chain
· On average, participating companies with granular life cycle data reduced their products' carbon footprints at double the rate of companies with only total product emissions. This indicates that granular life cycle analysis may play a crucial role in enabling companies to successfully pursue science-based targets through product redesign
· 20% of companies who pursued product carbon reduction initiatives in 2016-2017 did so after receiving data requests from their supply chain partners who were already reporting to CDP
· 58% of companies who reported product carbon emissions in 2016-2017 did not supply a breakdown of life cycle stage emissions along the value chain
CoClear's visualization can be viewed at https://visualization.coclear.co/Readers are invited to explore the hundreds of products in the data visualization and gain a deeper understanding of products at all stages in their supply chain. Just click on the segments in each data set for detail on the data analysis and search products by company, sector and year.


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Niagara Falls is one of the best known natural features in all of North America, attracting thousands of visitors each year. But what is the easiest ways to get there from Toronto?
If you're in the mood for some good food and even better drinks, we highly suggest taking a trip to Nashville, Tennessee. Nashville fosters all the southern hospitality you could want with the hustle and bustle of a city life
If you have never been to California, you best log onto google flights and book a flight to San Diego! San Diego is the eighth largest city in the United States and the second largest in California.
If there is one thing both of us love, it is a good glass of vino! So, you can bet when we were in Northern California, we were going to take a trip up to Napa and Sonoma. Even though we only had one day to try and experience the best of what the wine growing region has to offer, we think the places we found are definitely worth your time!
Being the world class city that San Francisco is, there are a boatload of activities to keep you busy on a visit there. Although we only had several days to see some of what the city offers, we managed to still see a good portion of it in the time we were there.
San Francisco - Often called the Bay Area has a lot to offer: delicious local food and drinks, historical spots, nature escapes and lots of wine! Check out the must see and do's in the area on a long weekend or five day trip!
If you have been following us for a little while, you will know that we are big advocates of weekend budget trips! For many who may not have the budget for an extravagant international jaunt, a weekend getaway can be the perfect and affordable option to stretch your legs and get out of your routine. We recently took a quick road trip from Boston over to Saratoga, New York to take in the running of the Whitney Stakes at the Saratoga Race Course.
Did you know axe throwing is considered a sport?! Neither did we until we stepped into the range at RAGE: Axe Throwing Montreal and learned all the ins and outs of axe throwing.
San Juan - the capital of Puerto Rico. Located along the coast, this city has a lot to do and offer. Whether you are looking for a place to just be a beach bum, drink a lot of rum, or explore the historical component of the island, there is plenty for everyone to do!
Bacardí Rum: known as the world's most awarded rum is a sure quick day trip for anyone who is visiting Puerto Rico. You can get to Casa Bacardí (aka the Bacardi Rum Factory), by take the local ferry from Old San Juan to Cataño....


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Tips for getting ready for school
Start preparing your kids before school starts so the first day goes easier.
Here are some quick tips
· Start getting into a routine a few weeks before school starts.
· Set a bedtime. Start getting your kids to bed and up in the mornings a few weeks before school. This will get you prepared too!
· Get your child in the habit of choosing an outfit the night before.
· Practice leaving the house in time to make it to school.
· Begin a morning routine chart to help your kiddos know what is expected and to help them be more independent in the mornings.
· Pull out their backpack and get them excited by getting new school supplies.
· Take them shopping and let them choose something new for school. A new outfit is always fun. But, it doesn't need to be expensive; you can let them choose a pencil box, new crayons or new markers.
· Your kids can help you buy a box of kleenex to donate to their classroom.
· Go to the school and play on the playground or walk around the school if it is open to get them accustomed to being there.
· Talk about how exciting it is for them to be big enough to go to school!


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Target Audiences
Patients who need hand rehabilitation, such as epileptic patients, injured patients or arthritic patients.
Pain Point
Rehabilitation is a tedious and long term process. Patients can easily get depressed and bored.
Focuses on tension, duration, and muscle strength training
Prototyping Process
Programming and testing an LSM9DS0 board with with 3 axis accelerometer, magnetometer + gyro to replace the standard joystick motion.


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MONTEVIDEO, Uruguay--(BUSINESS WIRE)--Arcos Dorados Holdings, Inc. (NYSE: ARCO) ("Arcos Dorados" or the "Company"), Latin America's largest restaurant chain and the world's largest independent McDonald's franchisee, continues to use its Scale for Good to make a positive impact on the communities it serves. The Happy Meals served at the Company's restaurants will now include more fruits and vegetables and contain less fat, sodium and added sugars. Under new dietary guidelines endorsed by the Inter-America Society of Cardiologists, among other health organizations, Happy Meal options at all McDonald's restaurants throughout Latin America and the Caribbean* now contain less than 600 calories in total and comprise the four basic food groups, offering enhanced nutritional value for children.
Arcos Dorados has traditionally made a strong commitment to child nutrition. Since 2011, the Company has been modifying the Happy Meal to improve the nutritional balance of this iconic and popular menu item. Arcos Dorados was the first quick service restaurant chain to undertake this type of initiative in the Latin American region, by leveraging its large scale to offer meals that families like best for being delicious, balanced and always fun. In recent years, new flavors and ingredients have been added to Happy Meals, such as yogurts, apples and cherry tomatoes. In 2019, the Happy Meal menu is evolving further, offering combinations that include:
- 100% applesauce with no added sugars or additives
- Fruit juices, with no added sugars
- Burger with lettuce and tomato (or customized, lettuce only or tomato only)
"At Arcos Dorados, we have always been committed to society and to the many thousands of families that visit us daily throughout Latin America. We continually evolve our menus, paying careful attention to our customers' changing lifestyles and consumption habits, in order to offer meals and experiences aligned with their expectations. Our new Happy Meal is popular with children for being delicious and fun, and with parents for being nutritious," said Marcelo Rabach, Chief Executive Officer of Arcos Dorados.
Arcos Dorados' nutrition modifications to the Happy Meal are aligned with the evolving eating habits of society. Families currently have more dietary information than in the past, which is why there is a greater awareness about providing children more balanced and nutritious food than in previous generations. This phenomenon was revealed by an opinion study conducted by the research consultancy Trendsity** in partnership with Arcos Dorados. Although parents encountered challenges to provide a more nutritious diet, 60% of those surveyed believe their children eat healthier foods than they did at the same age. For example, 7 out of 10 parents have added to, or increased the consumption of natural juices in, their children's diets. The study also revealed parents' growing concern about the consumption of products that contain sugar, with 8 out of 10 parents indicating they have reduced their children's consumption of sugary foods and beverages.
Arcos Dorados will continue to evolve its children's menu by adding new offerings in the future, as part of the Company's long-term business plan and ongoing commitment to child nutrition. Current efforts include exploring how best to work within the basic food group guidelines recommended by the World Health Organization to maintain a balanced diet comprised of whole grains, lean proteins, dairy and more fruits and vegetables. Arcos Dorados will also focus on offering more menu novelties through innovative packaging and more playful formats, making the Happy Meal more fun as well as more nutritious.
"We remain committed to the evolving needs of our customers and are already taking the next steps to further enhance the food and ingredient options of our children's menu in the coming years. Our priority continues to be serving quality food that creates delightful moments for families," added Mr. Rabach.
Professional Guarantee
Arcos Dorados' new nutrition policy was developed with the highest standards of social responsibility. "We support Arcos Dorados' initiatives to promote the health and well-being of families in the Americas. We believe it is extremely important to limit to 600 calories the caloric content of food offered in the Happy Meal, as well as offer menu combinations with options among the four basic food groups, such as fruits and vegetables, whole grains, lean proteins and dairy products," said Dr. Fernando Wyss Quintana, President of the Inter-American Society of Cardiology.
In addition to this regional endorsement, the recent nutrition changes made to the Happy Meal are endorsed by major health and nutrition organizations of various countries, such as the Brazilian Association of Nutrition (ABRAN), the Argentine Cardiology Foundation, the Peruvian Nutrition Society (SOPENUT), and the Uruguayan Association of Dietitians and Nutritionists.
Arcos Dorados children's menus are aligned with the global objectives established worldwide by the McDonald´s system and reinforce the Company's commitment to generate a positive impact on the communities where its restaurants are located.
*Except for Martinique, Guadeloupe and French Guiana
**Opinion study conducted in 2019, based on a sample of 2,300 cases (50% of millennial parents; 50% of older parents) in the following countries: Argentina (350 cases), Colombia (350 cases), Peru (350 cases), Chile (350 cases), Brazil (450 cases) and Mexico (450 cases)
About Arcos Dorados
Arcos Dorados is the world's largest independent McDonald's franchise, both in total system sales and in number of restaurants. The Company is the largest fast food service chain in Latin America and the Caribbean, with exclusive rights to own, operate and grant franchises for McDonald's restaurants in 20 countries and territories, including Argentina, Aruba, Brazil, Chile, Colombia, Costa Rica, Curaçao, Ecuador, French Guiana, Guadeloupe, Martinique, Mexico, Panama, Peru, Puerto Rico, St. Croix, St. Thomas, Trinidad & Tobago, Uruguay, and Venezuela. The Company operates or franchises out over 2,200 McDonald's restaurants with more than 90,000 employees and is acknowledged as one of the best companies to work for in Latin America. Arcos Dorados is listed on the New York Stock Exchange (NYSE: ARCO). To learn more about the Company, please visit the Investors section of our website: www.arcosdorados.com/ir.
Cautionary Statement on Forward-Looking Statements
This press release contains forward-looking statements. The forward-looking statements contained herein include statements about the Company's business prospects, its ability to attract customers, its affordable platform, its expectation for revenue generation and its outlook and guidance for 2019. These statements are subject to the general risks inherent in Arcos Dorados' business. These expectations may or may not be realized. Some of these expectations may be based upon assumptions or judgments that prove to be incorrect. In addition, Arcos Dorados' business and operations involve numerous risks and uncertainties, many of which are beyond the control of Arcos Dorados, which could result in Arcos Dorados' expectations not being realized or otherwise materially affect the financial condition, results of operations and cash flows of Arcos Dorados. Additional information relating to the uncertainties affecting Arcos Dorados' business is contained in its filings with the Securities and Exchange Commission. The forward-looking statements are made only as of the date hereof, and Arcos Dorados does not undertake any obligation to (and expressly disclaims any obligation to) update any forward-looking statements to reflect events or circumstances after the date such statements were made, or to reflect the occurrence of unanticipated events.


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When I was growing up, one of my favourite activities was reading the old Greek and Roman myths about the capricious gods, heroic demigods, and the long-suffering humans who were forced to deal with the unhinged and bonkers stuff that the gods inflicted upon them. Mythology is a lot of fun. These stories tend to carry with them lessons and morals. They are in some ways ancient religious texts, ones absent dogma. The stories are less prescriptive and more about the reader developing their own understanding of what is meant to be conveyed. I suppose that can be said of any art, but myths are their own special thing. And I do indeed love them.
That said, one of the stories that always stuck in my craw was the story of Sisyphus. In life, Sisyphus was the king of Ephyra, a province in Greece. He was, by all rights, a terrible king. He thought himself too clever by half and was always deceiving people. He sometimes killed guests in his kingdom, a grave violation of the old Greek cultural rules about hospitality. But the terrible fate Sisyphus is known for stemmed from his successful attempt to deceive the god of death, Thanatos. Essentially, after Sisyphus wronged Zeus, king of the gods, Zeus ordered Thanatos to chain Sisyphus in Tartarus, Thanatos' realm and the Greek version of Hell. Sisyphus tricked Thanatos into chaining himself. The god of death unavailable, nothing could die anymore. Wholly unnatural, the gods were not pleased with this turn of events. Ares, the god of war, was particularly pissed off, given that all of the battles between men he watched over suddenly lost all of their stakes. Ares freed Thanatos and Sisyphus had to pay for his transgressions.
Penance came in the form of an impossible task - pushing a boulder up a hill that simply would not cooperate. He had to keep rolling it up the hill until it nearly reached the top, at which point it would roll back down the hill. Sisyphus would then have to go back down and start again. And it would happen again. And again. Into eternity. Sisyphus was a man beyond hope.
I am a big fan of redemption. Eternal torment is passé. It is my firm belief that no one is beyond some form of respite, no matter what they've done. I also love to root for the underdog. And so I offer you this story, Athena.
If you enjoy Athena, please note that the goddess of wisdom plays a pivotal role in The Yoga of Strength. I would ask that you please consider pre-ordering a copy of The Yoga of Strength today!
He awoke, naked in darkness. Mucous-glued eyes, thick with salt and filth, struggled to split open. Fingers, cracked and bleeding, blindly scrabbled to find purchase on the sharp angles of the rock upon which the man lay. With a grunt that nearly broke into a scream, he pushed himself up to a seat.
Fresh from a slumber of long unknown hours, the man was utterly spent.
He thought it might be better if he were to lay back on his hard bed. He tried, just for a moment, and winced at the pain that coursed through his back. He awkwardly bent his arm to rub his shredded hide. The jagged excuse for a cot had done a number on him.
"Sisyphus," came a sibilant voice from the shadow. "I have a task for you."
Fuck. It was him. Again.
Sisyphus turned his body so he could let his feet dangle over the edge of the boulder. His thighs and arse burned as he shifted. Just like everything else. With a screech this time, the man hopped down to stand unsteadily on the dark stone of the path. Drawing himself up as best he could, he peered out into the inky blackness before him. He felt compelled to blink, so he did. With some difficulty. Once. Twice.
On the third blink the path lit up before him. Rock walls jutting from the floor up into the sky funnelled him down a long corridor. He looked up. There was no upper edge to the stone, no cliffs high up above. It just stretched on into infinity. The sky was of pitch and just as endless.
Where was the light coming from? There was no source, no point of reference he could see. It was a question he had asked himself time and time again. Since... since when? When did he come to find himself down here? How did he find himself here?
A ghostly image passed through his mind's eye. Some brief flash of understanding accompanied it. It was a woman's face. She was gorgeous. And familiar. The mere thought of this unknown beauty sent his heart into a frenzy. And Sisyphus could not remember her name. Somehow, he knew that if he could only recall how she was known to him, he could find his way out of this dark labyrinth. He was not sure how he was so certain, but certain he was.
"A fool's errand." It was the self-assured creature's voice again. "You will never remember anyone. You will spend the rest of your days here, with me. Alone." A noise that hissed as if a songbird had devoured a mountain of daggers echoed down the hallway. It was the same terrible laugh indelibly etched onto his memory. Sisyphus wished he were less familiar with it.
He trudged down the hallway, counting each step and wishing that he had back the harsh discomfort of his rock bed. But try as he might, he could not cease his feet moving. Every so often, he would turn his gaze to the smooth stone of the walls, searching desperately for a crack or a crevice, some means of escape from the torture of his existence. He looked down at the path before him, to perhaps find a sharp stone with which he could open his throat. He found nothing but his own lament. If only he had chanced upon these dark thoughts of self-destruction when he had been back near the blade-like shale of his bed.
But nothing ever went his way in Tartarus.
The sores on his feet opened again. Blood gushed from a crisscross of fraying scabs on the soles, making each step warm and slippery. He did not slip, to break a leg or be somehow slowed before he had attempted his task. Sisyphus' nemesis would never allow that.
"You must be getting tired."
Sisyphus blinked. He cranked his head up to look at the sky. He saw with some disappointment that there was nothing there. But he was buoyed nonetheless. This new disembodied voice had not been that of Thanatos! It was a woman's, soft and sweet as honeyed wine. Completely alien, and yet somehow well-known to him.
"Would you like to rest?"
Sisyphus looked around, this time for a different reason. The voice was coming down to him from the heavens, but he was concerned less for her and more for the presence of Thanatos. This was new. If his master found out that he was speaking with someone who was not him... things were bad, but they could always get worse. But Sisyphus could not chance missing an opportunity for escape. If escape was indeed what she represented. Whatever she was, she was something new, something clearly not of Tartarus…
"Yes," Sisyphus croaked. "Yes, I would."
"For how long would you like to rest?"
Sisyphus furrowed his brow, marching his involuntary march into the never-changing corridor. This was not a question he was expecting. How long should anyone like to rest?
"For as long as I sleep."
"You had that last night. And how did that make you feel?"
Sisyphus paused for some time, again considering her question. He might as well have been up all night, for how rested he felt. Just as it had been the night before, and the one before - every night since he could remember.
"Like a man who needs a rest."
The laughter that echoed down the hallway was as sweet as Thanatos' laughter was bitter. The feminine tinkling was balm for Sisyphus' soul, a medicine that let the broken man forget for a moment, to stand a little taller as he marched his terrible march. He smiled then, at a feeling that was as rare in his life as the notion of escape. A real chance at escape, not the desperate seeking that set in every day during this long walk to the site of his ordeal.
"Who are you?"
"I ask the questions," she said, laughing again. "What would you like, Sisyphus?"
Again, Sisyphus was tongue-tied. The woman had given him the gift of light. A brief respite from the never-ending dark. And so he felt he owed her a response worthy of that gift. One that represented the truth of him, in all his terror and desperation.
"I would like to die," he said, more lost fragments of memory suddenly returning to him. "I would like to die, but that is impossible. My captor is Thanatos, the god of death, and he has decreed that I shall never die."
The man's memory began to return to him.
"Above," he said, pointing up into the ink from which the woman spoke to him, "I was not a moral man. I was not faithful to my wife, I cheated the men of my city out of their hard work, I rent the flesh of my enemies as they dined in my home. I denied the gods their existence and I was given the ultimate punishment for my sin." Sisyphus hung his head in shame.
"I tricked and bound Thanatos before he was freed by Zeus and I was cast down to this place," he said with a wan smile. "And what good did it do me? I am to be tortured for eternity."
"What respect do you owe the gods, that they would reduce you to this?" The voice asked, spitting the words out as though she had drunk a mouthful of poison. "Nothing you did on earth can compare to what these capricious creatures have done to you. Eternal torment? Fuck the gods. And fuck this hell they have built for you!"
"My thoughts exactly." Sisyphus laughed. He had relaxed, satisfied that Thanatos was not listening to the conversation. "But what good does spite do me? All I have had is an eternity of spite, and still here I walk, every day, to push my rock up the hill.
"'All you have to do is get the rock to the top of this hill," Sisyphus said, with a barely controlled rage simmering in his words. "Then, you will be free.'
"Thanatos told me that aeons ago, right at the beginning of all of this. I cannot remember where any of these scabs came from, how many days it has been since this line of scar tissue grew from a failure," he said, peering at his palm, "but I remember that conversation as though it were yesterday."
"When I first arrived," Sisyphus continued, "I believed I could prove Thanatos wrong. At the time, though, I simply was not strong enough to move the rock. I could barely get the stone more than an inch up the long incline to the top of the hill, strain and scream as I might. With time, with days and weeks of long walks and fierce effort, the rock began to move more easily. Six inches. One foot. Three feet. Five feet. Through my efforts, my body was transformed. No longer was I the soft and useless despot that had sat atop the Ephyran throne. I had become as strong as Heracles himself!"
"Of course, that was not enough," Sisyphus said, wincing at the cuts on his feet as he plodded along. "I cannot remember the first time I pushed the rock so high that I was just about to crest the hill, but I can remember that this has happened countless times since. Indeed, all I do is reach the threshold of victory."
"Every day, every fresh attempt, something different happens. A previously unseen rock finds its way in my path, throwing me off balance and sending me tumbling down the hill. A tree root in this barren hellscape somehow grabs my ankle, a crow startles me, a long forgotten scent of my mother's cooking shocks the focus out of me.
"I let go of the rock and tumble. It is always terrible, the fall. Full of wounds and horror. Sometimes the rock rolls over me. I know I will never die, but my ability to feel pain is as good as it ever was when I was alive!
"And then, after the dust settles and the throbbing aftermath of my fall begins to make itself known in my bones and sinew, I hear it. The laughter of the dead god at my failure. It is endless, but somehow it ends. When the cacophony does finally comes to a halt, I must suffer the final humiliation. The walk back to my bed every night is a long and shameful affair, full of self-doubt and questions as to whether or not I could have done something, anything, to avoid my fate and get the rock up the damn hill."
Sisyphus sniffed. Tears. He had not cried in an eternity. And now they were flowing again.
"Here I am, broken and battered, sleeping a restless sleep, and still my destroyed feet betray me by forcing me to walk to the site of my failure every morning," said Sisyphus, still awed by the wetness on his cheeks. "If you can even call this morning."
"This self-pity is getting tiring," said the unseen woman. "Let me ask you this: if you did escape, if you did somehow make it out of Tartarus, what would you do with yourself?"
Sisyphus let his mouth hang open, his feet pistoning up and down in a noxious rhythm.
"I do not know. I would sleep, for one thing. In a soft bed."
"And then?"
"And then... I would return to my wife, if she is still alive. I would go to her and tell her that I am sorry for my unfaithfulness. I would make things right with my subjects. I would stop killing my guests." Sisyphus laughed a weary laugh.
"You are a goddess, are you not?" he asked after a moment.
"Yes. I was wondering when you would grasp that. I am Athena."
The goddess of wisdom. Sisyphus recalled vaguely hearing about her an age ago, from a priest in his old kingdom of Ephyra. He was a holy man who swore up and down that Athena's blessing was the key to freedom. Sisyphus had dismissed him back then, just as he had dismissed all of the gods and their adherents. Now he found himself tortured by one such formerly unbelieved god. This new other, however…
"Will you help me to escape?" The words spilled out of Sisyphus' mouth in a jumble, almost as if they were trying to climb on top of each other.
"Well, now," replied Athena, her tone coquettish. "I do not know if you understand what you ask."
"I understand it very well," Sisyphus said. "You will give me your blessing and I will gain the wisdom to escape this foul pit."
Athena laughed.
"That is a very… simple way of putting it. You are ignorant of the complexities of your desire. Freedom may be yours yet, but do you know the price of your freedom?"
"Whatever the price," said Sisyphus, "it cannot be more burdensome than the hell of this existence."
"That is certainly what you think," Athena responded, her voice troubled. "And in some ways, it is true. In other ways, the burdens are much greater."
"Speak plainly with me, please, I beg you, goddess. Will you give me your blessing or will you not?"
"Of course, I will," Athena said, her tone lightening. "I offer it freely to all those that ask, especially those with heavy hearts. And yours, Sisyphus, yours is the heaviest of all. So why do you not just stop moving?"
Miraculously, Sisyphus found himself having come to a stop in that interminable hallway in Tartarus. When he realized what had happened, Sisyphus fell to his knees and wept. After a moment, he felt a soft touch on one of his raw shoulders. He looked up to see the woman from his memory.
Long dark hair flowed down onto the goddess's naked breasts, obscuring the left side of her face. A simple polished brass helmet was atop her head. A single soft eye of impossible purple stared at him from atop a long aquiline nose. Her mouth was soft and kind. She was pure beauty, a creature the like of which Sisyphus had long since abandoned hope of ever seeing again.
"You, you..."
"You do remember me, then. This is good. If you had not remembered me and still found yourself in this place, you might have been beyond redemption." Athena laughed a puzzling laugh. "But there is hope for you yet."
The goddess turned from Sisyphus for a moment, her arms moving to seemingly pull something out of an unseen sack. When she swiveled to face him again, she was holding a vial.
"This potion," Athena said, "is a draught from the cellars of Dionysus himself. It is pure ambrosia. We gods keep it jealously close. The immortals fear a human who has drunk ambrosia more than anything else in the world."
"Well, all of the gods do, excepting me."
"As a human, you are not subject to the same rules as the gods. Our limitations are not your limitations. It will grant any man that drinks it true knowledge, the power to alter the course of history in whatever way he or she sees fit. And the gods are without any way to interfere with the actions of a man who has drunk ambrosia. Upon discovering this quirk of his potion, my dear old dad Zeus decreed that all human beings are forbidden to drink the stuff."
"You know what I say about the rules?" Athena asked, winking at Sisyphus. "Fuck the rules."
"There are two things that you need to understand about this path you threaten to take, Sisyphus," Athena said, her voice becoming serious again. "Once you drink ambrosia, there is no going back. Like Pandora, you will have to live with the consequences of your actions. You will find the freedom you seek, but you will also be subject to the weight of your knowledge. You might be asking yourself, what weight?
"Consider this: when you return home to live among your friends and family, you will never be able to discuss what you have learned with those you love the most. If you try to tell them about your time here in Tartarus, they will think you have gone mad. None of them will have drunk ambrosia. The mere suggestion anyone that you have rubbed shoulders with the gods, even in this hellscape… you will end up turned out on the street, flogged by priests, or worse. This knowledge will be for you, and you alone."
"You must also consider that you will have the knowledge of the gods, but you will not have the longevity of the gods," Athena said with finality. "You have survived here eternally, pushing your rock up the hill, because Thanatos has decreed that you shall not die. Once you escape Tartarus, that covenant will have been broken. You will be subject to death, just the same as everyone else."
"Even if you kill him, Sisyphus, you will nonetheless die when your time comes to an end. Can you handle that? You can say no, and you can live forever here. No judgment from me if that is your wish."
Sisyphus considered the goddess's words. How could she expect him to say anything but yes, despite all of her warnings? So, he could not speak of his time in hell once he escaped. All the better – he would sooner forget it. He had told her escape at any price, and he had meant it. And now it appeared that she offered him an even greater boon.
"You won't scare me off," Sisyphus said. He nodded at his benefactor.
Athena smiled, handed him the bottle, and clapped for the man. He tore the cork from the neck of the flask with his back teeth, spat it out, and downed the contents in a matter of seconds, closing his eyes as he did so. Athena giggled. He did not pause to taste it, which is a shame, for ambrosia is the most delicious beverage in the world, the preferred drink of the gods. But, a broken man does not care for such niceties.
Sisyphus opened his eyes and looked out onto the hallway of Tartarus. Athena had disappeared. Smiling as radiant knowledge blossomed within, Sisyphus continued his long hike down the hallway towards his destiny. This time, however, the march was most certainly voluntary.
"Sisyphus," said Thanatos as the man entered the large domed space where he was scheduled to take his final test. "I am so happy to see you. I was a bit worried you would not show up."
Sisyphus listened to the fell god's voice with the ears of a wise man, one who had drunk ambrosia. There was indeed fear in the death god's voice. Sisyphus smiled.
"Oh, I am sorry, Thanatos. I did not mean to keep you waiting. I was delayed."
"Hmmph," the god said, unconvinced. "Never mind that. Now, I have a test for you. Push this rock..."
"To the top of the hill and you will have your freedom," Sisyphus said, interrupting Thanatos. "Yes, yes. I know the drill."
"My, what a sharp tongue you have developed, Sisyphus." Unease had replaced the brash confidence in Thanatos' voice. "Have you been speaking to anyone?"
"No one of interest, I can assure you."
Sisyphus looked at the rock that lay before him. It sat at the bottom of a hill that stretched nearly a mile into the black heavens above at an impossibly sharp angle. The rock was as tall as Sisyphus and as wide as he was from fingertip to fingertip with his arms stretched straight out from his sides. The cave floor upon which it rested was bare. Bare, that is, except for a tiny stone. It was so small that Sisyphus had nearly missed it. He picked it up.
"Ah, ah, ah, Sisyphus," said Thanatos, wary amusement evident in his voice. "That is not the rock. A nice try, however."
Sisyphus just smiled and raised his right hand, which had formed a fist around the small stone. He brought it down on the side of the much bigger rock. It made a loud knocking sound, but neither boulder nor pebble proved any worse for the wear.
"Sisyphus," said Thanatos unctuously, some of his insufferable self-assurance having returned, "have you lost whatever mind you have left, my friend? You are supposed to move the rock up the hill, not bash them together like an uncivilized wretch."
Sisyphus ignored the god, reaching up into the air and striking the boulder again. And again. And again. Seconds stretched into minutes stretched into hours. The man spent an eternity smashing the boulder with his tiny stone over and over, hearing and disregarding the voice of Thanatos as the god taunted and jibed and cajoled him, desperately trying to get Sisyphus to stop what he was doing and push it up the hill instead. Sisyphus's hand ached and bled and was falling to shreds. When the pebble became too slick with blood to hold properly, Sisyphus switched hands and restarted his impossible task with his left hand.
Sisyphus wondered many times if his efforts were futile, if he were better off just pushing the rock up the hill instead, as the dark god suggested. But Sisyphus had drunk ambrosia and knew that to be a lie.
Finally, after hours of labour, it happened. What had started as a hairline fracture in the boulder had run its jagged way down the side of the rock. With one final bloody smash of the tiny stone, a thin round shard separated and slid down the boulder. Sisyphus stooped to grab his prize.
"You are a fool, Sisyphus, if you think you can cheat like this! Your soul is mine!"
Sisyphus ignored Thanatos, taking his first step up the slope. He slipped on his third step. How had Sisyphus ever made his way up the slope before, pushing the enormous boulder? It was much too steep! He would never be able to do it now! But Sisyphus had drunk ambrosia and knew that to be a lie.
Thanatos laid more traps for Sisyphus as he trudged up the hill one final time. He avoided rocks that came barrelling down the hill, roots that popped out of the dust to trip him, snakes that appeared from little homes in the crags. Each time, Thanatos raged with threats and promises of his demise. Thanatos would remove the curse, make him mortal, and end his life on that slope. But Sisyphus had drunk ambrosia and knew that to be a lie.
As Sisyphus approached the crest of the hill, Thanatos began one final assault. He threw everything he had at his prisoner on the cusp of escape, every deadly trick in his book. But Sisyphus had drunk ambrosia. He knew everything that death was planning well before each plan was executed. Sisyphus avoided cracks, crushed spiders, dodged more snakes and boulders, and stopped in his tracks to let an earthquake finish shaking the slope. He did everything perfectly.
Thanatos howled with frustration when Sisyphus took his first step on the flat of the top of the hill. This man, the man who had spent an eternity failing, had suddenly beat him! How had it happened?
"Who helped you? I know it was one of my brothers and sisters. Was it Zeus himself? Why would any of them help a wretch like you? What did they give you? What blessing?"
Sisyphus could see Thanatos then, see him for all that he was. A thin pale creature in a black robe and an exposed bald pate, he spread his arms and fingers, bone white with the curved black hooks that stood in place of his fingernails. The god snarled and stamped his foot. Death itself was standing between Sisyphus and the doorway back to earth. Back to his friends and family. Back to life.
Sisyphus grinned as he found that he was unafraid.
In the days of his youth, back before he had spent his adult years sitting idle in the throne room, before he began drinking mead and molesting the young servant girls when his wife was not around, Sisyphus had been quite the accomplished discus thrower. Cocking his arm back, he hoped that he would not fail. But Sisyphus had drunk ambrosia and knew failure to be a lie.
He released his makeshift discus. It found its mark in the frog belly white of Thanatos' neck, shearing off the monstrous creature's neck. He fell, the god of death having finally taken his own medicine.
Brushing his long grimy hair back with hands whose wounds were knitting together before his very eyes, Sisyphus stepped up to the body and took one final moment to look at the creature that had imprisoned him for so long. Tears began to flow from the man's eyes again. Athena's warning had been her own little joke. The decapitated god and what he represented no longer held any sway over him. Sisyphus had joined the ranks of the immortals.
"Athena sends her regards."
Sisyphus spat the little drop of ambrosia he had been keeping in the pocket of his cheek onto the body and slipped quietly through the doorway, smiling.


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Malko Bottle™| Functionality meets Design
Insulated bottle designed specifically to suit every moment of your urban life. Enjoy the best drink experience everywhere.
Malko Bottle™| Functionality meets Design
Insulated bottle designed specifically to suit every moment of your urban life. Enjoy the best drink experience everywhere.
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We believe that a good reusable bottle can help people to improve their health and the environment.
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Thanks to our plastic rim, the feeling on your lips is like drinking from a glass without that annoying cold feeling you can get from most other steel products. Our solution is also very hygienic, as whenever the bottle is not in use, the rim is always protected by the lid. The rim allows for a quick and easy fill, leaving you safe from burns or spills. And of course, the large rim allows for and easy and fast wash every time.
- Capacity: 500 ml / 17 oz
- Height: 230 mm / 9"
- Base diameter: 70 mm / 2,75"
- Weight: 0.37 kg / 0,8 Lb / 13 oz
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We are a group of four young people who understand that it is important be part of the solution. Apart from creating a water bottle for your convenience and enjoyment, we take the responsibility to protect the planet, encouraging the use of a reusable items and spreading the message of reducing one-off consumption of resources. We do care about our future. With lots of dedication and love we developed the MALKO bottle, which is different from other water bottles in the market. We started right from the user experience, in order to build a product that combines functionality with design, and one which is suitable to as many user and contexts as possible. We are thankful for this opportunity to launch our project and we believe that together, we can make a difference.
For the past months we've been testing and refining the MALKO bottle.
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We want to make our best to reduce the amount of disposable items used over the world. Less disposable consumption, more design.
We care about good design. We care about your lifestyle. We care about the environment.
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Why would you leave it locked? A sliding tire doesn't stop the bike as well as a rolling tire does.If the rear locks, I remove a little bit of rear brake pressure until it hooks up again. Of course, all of that assumes that both wheels are still more or less in alignment. If not, you can use steering and body english to get the rear end back where it belongs. Then start removing rear brake pressure gradually until it hooks up again.I definitely think you should practice locking it and leaving it locked...so you can learn how to steer the bike like that to keep the rear end under you. But your end-goal should be max braking force out of both wheels...which means that neither wheel is locked.
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