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Coastal Commission rejects PG&E seismic testing plan
"The Coastal Band of the Chumash Nation, a sovereign nation, calls on all peoples to protect our marine relatives and all of our sacred sites on land or in the water, registered or not," Crystal Baker, Board Member of the Coastal Band of the Chumash Nation, told the Commission. "PG&E's own Environmental Impact Report acknowledges that the proposed testing will have 'significant and unavoidable impacts' to marine life on our Indigenous Sacred Sites and the Public Safety."
Photo: Greenpeace and Sea Shepherd activists showed in force to oppose seismic testing at the Coastal Commission meeting in Santa Monica on November 14. All photos by Dan Bacher.
Coastal Commission rejects PG&E seismic testing plan
by Dan Bacher
The California Coastal Commission voted unanimously on Wednesday, November 14 to reject Pacific Gas and Electric Company's widely-contested plan to conduct seismic testing off the Diablo Canyon Nuclear Power Plant. They found the plan inconsistent with the California Coastal Act.
In a massive display of unity, hundreds of fishermen, Tribal members and environmentalists showed up to oppose the plan at the standing room-only meeting in Santa Monica. Only one person - Mark Krause, the spokesman of PG&E - spoke in favor of the plan.
Plan opponents wore colorful T-shirts and sweatshirts emblazoned with slogans such as "Seismic Matters" and "Stop the Diablo Canyon Seismic Testing," and held up an array of signs and banners with messages ranging from "Make Love Not Noise" to the American Indian Movement (AIM) banner, "We are the First Americans of this Great Land."
One speaker after another, including a united contingent of Indian Tribes and organizations, blasted PG&E's plan during the public comment period.
"The Coastal Band of the Chumash Nation, a sovereign nation, calls on all peoples to protect our marine relatives and all of our sacred sites on land or in the water, registered or not," Crystal Baker, Board Member of the Coastal Band of the Chumash Nation, told the Commission. "PG&E's own Environmental Impact Report acknowledges that the proposed testing will have 'significant and unavoidable impacts' to marine life on our Indigenous Sacred Sites and the Public Safety."
"We ask all Peoples of all Nations to let your voice be heard before this act of ecocide moves forward and stand with us now to stop seismic testing," she urged.
The project, proposed under the auspices of gathering information for PG&E's Diablo Canyon Nuclear Power Plant, would have involved towing powerful air cannons off the Central Coast, shooting deafening underwater explosions (upwards of 250 decibels) every 13 seconds for 17 straight days.
The high energy testing would have resulted in potential injury and death to thousands of whales, dolphins and other marine mammals, along with chinook salmon, steelhead, rockfish, halibut and a host of fish species, according to those who testified. They agreed with the Coastal Commission staff, who urged the Commission to reject the permit, since the danger posed to marine life would be great while the information to be obtained by the survey could be obtained by analyzing existing data. (http://documents.coastal.ca.gov/reports)
The testing would have impacted marine life in the Point Buchon State Marine Reserve and other marine protected areas that went into effect in September 2007 under the Marine Life Protection Act (MLPA) Initiative.
After hearing public comment, the Commissioners explained their reasons for opposing the approval of the permit.
"These tests are not going to do us any good in terms of protecting the public welfare - and the environmental impacts of this project were understated," said commissioner Jana Zimmer.
Some Commissioners voiced their support for closing Diablo Canyon and other nuclear power plants. "I personally believe the state is asking the wrong question," said Mary Shallenberger, Commission Chair. "We should be asking how to get nuclear plants off our coast."
Likewise, Commissioner Martha McClure stated, "It's time to close these plants. It's time to convert them over to solar energy."
Representatives of Indian Tribes, environmental organizations and fishing groups celebrated the Commission decision.
Fred Collins, Administrator for the Northern Chumash Tribal Council, praised the decision. "Mother Earth, our ancestors, the animal nation and the animal nation were all heard with one resounding voice. We must care for all things," said Collins.
Joey Racano of the Stop Diablo Canyon Seismic Testing Facebook Community (http://www.facebook.com/StopTheDiabloCanyonSeismicTesting) stated, "The Commission thoughtfully made the right choice that they can't do it here. In case PG&E comes back again, we will be watching."
"We are pleased the California Coastal Commission strongly upheld the Coastal Act by denying this terribly harmful project," said Stefanie Sekich-Quinn, Surfrider Foundation's California Policy Manager. "The large public attendance today demonstrates just how citizens can greatly influence decision makers. Surfrider Foundation believes taxpayers, ocean users and marine life are better off because of this decision."
The Surfrider Foundation, Greenpeace, Sea Shepherd, Stop Diablo Canyon Testing Facebook Community and other environmental and fishing groups groups maintain that similar surveying information already exists and the project would unnecessarily put marine life at risk.
"We thank the Coastal Commissioners and staff for taking a stand in defense protection our coastal recreation and marine life," says Dr. Chad Nelsen, Surfrider Foundation's Environmental Director. "While everyone wants a safe nuclear power plant at Diablo Canyon, this project was not the right way to get there. The threats from seismic testing to marine wildlife and ocean recreation are so severe it should be considered the last resort, not business as usual."
Marcus Lopez, Co-Chair of the Barbareno Chumash Council of Santa Barbara, said, "Congratulations to all who participated to defend our relatives! What we did do is to be a good ancestor in that we defended the voiceless in our people's terms. We were the voice of the voiceless."(http://northernchumash.wordpress.com/news)
"We had a United Front consisting of Northern Chumash Council, Coastal Band of the Chumash Nation, the Wishtoyo Foundation, the Seventh Generation Fund for Indigenous Development and the American Indian Movement of Southern California. It also included the many local and not so local individuals that gave their support and time to let others of the non-Indian and Indian Peoples understand this all important topic. This issue is not "dead;" our vigilance is vital."
Corine Fairbanks of the American Indian Movement of Southern California summed up the meeting. "It was a wonderful day - over 300 people in attendance at the Coastal Commission meeting regarding the PG&E proposed seismic testing off the coast of Central California. Over 175 people signed on to make public comment on November 14, and the Chumash Delegation, including Angela Mooney-D'Arcy, of the Acjachemen Nation, made some key points that were not being addressed, stopping the entire room with an eloquent and powerful delivery," she stated.
Zeke Grader, executive director of the Pacific Coast Federation of Fisherman's Associations, said, "We're pleased and hope this is the last we see of PG&E's plan. The good news is that this it has drawn to public attention the seismic surveys, which are used extensively by the offshore oil industry."
"The other good news is that many of the proponents of the marine protected areas created under the MLPA Initiative are starting to wake up to the fact that fishing is just one small part of protecting the ocean. A lot of other things need to be considered, including pollution, offshore oil drilling, noise impacts and future development such as offshore aquaculture and deep sea mining," he concluded.
The MLPA Initiative, overseen by a big oil lobbyist, marina corporation executive, coastal real estate developer and other corporate operatives with numerous conflicts of interest, fails to protect the ocean from oil drilling and spills, seismic and military testing, pollution, wind and wave energy projects and all human impacts other than fishing and gathering.
Grassroots environmentalists and fishermen are hoping that the Coastal Commission decision serves as a precedent under which human impacts other than fishing and gathering will be prohibited in marine protected areas.
There is no doubt that the huge outpouring of opposition by a diverse community of Tribal representatives, environmentalists, recreational anglers and commercial fishermen sent a clear and unmistakable message - the people of California will not allow their government to sacrifice whales, dolphins, salmon, halibut, rockfish and other marine life at the "altar" of corporate greed.
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Marcus Lopez, Co-Chair of the Barbareno Chumash Council of Santa Barbara, urges the Coastal Commission to deny the seismic testing permit.
Joey Racano of the Stop Diablo Canyon Seismic Testing Facebook Community holds up letters opposing the deadly testing plan.
Chumash ceremonial leader and Dolphin Dancer Mati Waiya of the Wishtoyo Foundation speaks as Corrine Fairbanks of the American Indian Movement of Southern California holds a banner.
Coastal Commission Member Connie Stewart explains why she is voting against granting PG&E a permit.
Greenpeace activists rallied outside of the Santa Monica Civic Auditorium before the Commission meeting.


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DISCLAIMER: I'm long winded even in text. If you want to skip my little introduction here, I won't be #offended.
I know, I haven't written a take in forever. Sorry folks, #life happens and June/July happen to be very busy months for me. I am also aware that I didn't post that video I started working on for the G@G video contest. Unfortunately, my life took a shit for a hot minute and I didn't have the time to complete the video. So I apologize, maybe if I ever get the time in the future I'll finish it and post it just for you guys to fucking laugh at, how aboot that?
But I digress.
As you all know, the news is riddled with horrific events from acts of terrorism, racism, shootings, hate and just plain fucking anarchy. Children in third world countries are starving, global warming is a very real issue that isn't being addressed fast enough, half of the world is on the brink of economic collapse and…
We still manage to bitch about things that don't really matter.
Don't get me wrong, it's healthy to vent once in a while, but there are some people out there who take their #firstworldproblems to such extremes that they are literally acting as though they are the victims of violent freaking crimes or something. It's like people almost want their little problems to be so damn big just so they can have a reason to complain and be miserable. I see it in a lot of my friends, family, close associates; we're all so overwhelmed by negativity that we obsess over it and just latch onto it like it's a lifeline to remain relevant in the world today. It's sad.
You don't have to yell, you don't have to rant for ages on social media and throw people under the bus, you do not have to be consumed by your problems. There's easy ways to find positivity in your life and over all be a much happier person.
By realizing that the shit just doesn't matter.
We need each other more than ever in these dark times, and it seems like just being positive isn't enough. It all starts with YOU and how receptive you are, so if you're too busy focusing on all of the little b/s in the world, you might be missing out on an opportunity to be … you know … a little happier. That's right, it's time to grow a pair and gut up!
So without further adieu, here is my take on a few of the common "problems" people have and why they don't matter, and how by acknowledging that, you can be more positive.
Being made fun of for liking something
Remember the high school days?
Where if you wore certain things or played Magick the Gathering people would tease you about it? That sucked, right? But it didn't really ruin your day that much; you got over it and kept on doing you more often than not, because you liked doing it.
You didn't start an anti-shame campaign every time someone said your hair looked stupid.
I'm all for #antishame and all, but just because someone teases you for liking hardcore metal or because you wear UGGS and drink Starbucks every day doesn't mean you need to let that completely consume you as if you are being shamed for breathing air. People suck, they're going to call you a basic bitch, a nerd, a loser, or an emo sometimes, but you know what? That's one of the milder pains in the ass you have to deal with in life.
Sure, there's all kinds of anti-bullying movements out there, but there will always be shitty people. Getting up in arms and writing tumblr posts on how unjust they're being is only going to encourage people to come at you more (because you're giving them a reaction) and continue to ruin your mood.
Half of the battle of winning against a turd-of-a-person or a bully is taking away the ammunition. How do you do that? By accepting that it doesn't fucking matter and there's NO REASON to care.
Someone thinks messy top buns are unoriginal, boo.
Someone thinks all Goths do meth, boo.
Someone thinks you're a virgin because you collect Pokemon cards at age 30, once again:
So fucking what? If you like those things then what's there to be upset about? Sure someone made fun of you, but they're the idiot here, not you. You're doing you, doing what you like regardless of if some piss-pot makes fun of you. You can't be shamed if you're unashamed, so the next time someone teases you for liking anime or for wearing Abercrombie and Finch, just shrug them off and ask them why they give a shit when you clearly don't. That's bad ass and it feels a lot better than seething over it and spilling that negativity on the internet.
Fat girls calling themselves curvy instead of fat
The amount of men and women who have such an issue with "fat girls" calling themselves curvy is astonishing, people care so much about other people LOVING THEMSELVES of all things these days. Mytakes are written about it shitting all over their bodies and telling them what they can and can't call themselves because of x, y, and z reason, blah-blah-blah-blah-blah.
Sssshhhhh …. No, no, sshh … shhhhh …. Ssssh…. Hush angel face, just … sssshh....
It doesn't matter. Stats show that 60% of reported sexual abuse in Canada is committed against children under the age of 18; there are nearly 210 million orphans in the world and they are more likely than the average person to commit suicide later in life; 1.2 billion people live in places without adequate access to water. Yes, WATER.
Curvy vs. fat does not matter.
Feel how you want about fat people, but you are not the queen nor the king of the magical land called What You Are Allowed To Call Yourselfalot and you can't control what people refer to themselves as. No one is trying to force you to agree with them so there's no reason for you to get so rustled in the jimmy-jims about it. And if they are trying to make you agree with them, you have every right to just disagree, flip em' the bird and go on with your life. I'm not asking you to find fat people sexy; I'm just saying there's no reason to get pissed over the fact that not all of them hate themselves.
You're allowed to disagree – but that's it. That's all you can do. You can't individually stop every 300lb+ girl from calling herself curvy or sexy, no matter how many mytakes you write about it "correcting" them. Some things are just out of your control, and that's one of them.
And honestly you are being a bit of douche about it. That's not positive. I know you're better than that. You know you're better than that. Be better than that, Susan.
Susan .^^^^ Don't be like Susan. **No offence to people actually named Susan, I'm just an idiot.***
Let people live their lives and be happy for the fact that they love themselves and are living life the way they want to live it. If you're concerned about their health like half of you claim to be, maybe try actually promoting health and offering advice when asked instead of just taking steamy shits all over them, yeah?
Maybe appreciate the positives in things a little more. Just respectfully disagree, grab a fist full of kale, take a breath, and let it go. Like that fart you've held in for that entire lengthy business meeting. You know, from eating all of that kale.Woosh.
Someone not returning your politeness
Isn't it rude when you hold the door for someone and they don't say thank you? Of course it is. Fuck them.
But there's no reason to let it ruin your entire day.
I have friends who have literally let this single act alone set off their day to just be total shit. It ruined their attitude and they stayed negative and huffy for the entirety of their day, simply because someone was absent minded or rude.
Yes when you do nice things people SHOULD be polite, but not everybody is. It's like I said: some people just SUCK, there's nothing you can do about it. Blowing up on them, on the internet, or just letting it ruin your attitude for the entire day affects you far more than it affects them. So instead of getting your pantaloons twisted you can look at it this way:
They just made you look 10x more awesome!
When you're polite even in the face of adversity (aka a shit brain) you demonstrate to everyone around you that the world doesn't suck completely, and that is a heroic ass thing to do. You should be PROUD. You rock, they suck, and you win for being polite, they lose for sucking eggs.
So don't sweat it.
Being offended by something someone said on the internet
I promise you I will piss someone off with the things I had to say in my mytake, and they will likely be way more offended about it than they should be. Like an unhealthy level of offended.
Hell we get offended by the things celebrities do and say in their daily lives these days, so offended that blog posts will just puke shit out for the sake of views. It's so easy to start a discussion on the internet just by inviting the topic of why something somebody said or did offended you.
We get a little wrapped up in how important we think are, don't we?
Listen: between the trolls and the generally non-pc individuals that exist online and in the media, you need to be fully prepared for the fact that there is going to be a good chance that somebody says something that irks you. It might be stupid, it might be bait, you may disagree so hard that you can't even believe there's somebody out there with an opposing opinion – but there's no reason to – once again – let it fuck up your whole experience.
**This image is hardly relevant but it made me laugh.**
G@G is a great example: I see too many users (typically the youngins) who literally admit to feeling depressed and stressed out by the other users of G@G who fiercely disagree with them and attack them. It's kind of sad, for multiple reasons. This is a community where a healthy, heated debate should be welcomed, but because of the try-hard-trolls people are allowing their experiences to be completely ruined, when there's no reason for it to be that way.
I can't lie and say I haven't gotten heated online, but after being around the bend enough I can confidently say that nothing anybody says to me online genuinely hurts my feelings. Because I am the queen of not giving a fuck and because they're just a name on a screen who likely wouldn't have half as much shit to say if I was physically present. Even if they did, they're just like me (just shittier and less cool); a person with an opinion they're passionate about. And in the case of trolls, well, they're not worth the energy. Period. It's all either a big joke to them or they're really freaking sad individuals who deserve pity, not time and energy.
So, don't let celebrities and shmucks on the internet cause chafing in your jims; just move-on.com and google cat pictures. Or porn. Neither will bust your balls for disagreeing with them.
Well … the former might in fantasy, if that's what inflates your date.
Alright everybody that's my spiel for the day, I hope you all enjoyed it because I had a blast writing it. Fill me in on what you think are some silly problems people bitch about in the comments or just bust my ass about why you didn't agree with me, I can take it.
Preemptive TGIF, G@G community.


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Olebella is a true story inspired by the international adoption of my two daughters. It is about diversity and is told from Olivia's point of view of her adoption from Guatemala.
The adoption agency used to adopt my youngest daughter from Ethiopia, provided video's, books and pictures of her Ethiopian family, birth place, and her time in the orphanage. Guatemala, had very little information to provide about Olivia's beginning. Every time we watch the video's from Ethiopia, Olivia asks…."where's my story?" So this is her story…
I adopted as a single Mommy and wrote this book as Olivia's legacy…and in hopes that it may inspire other families to consider international adoptions and to educate children about accepting diversity.
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Zera Walpole What a beautiful book. My own child is born to some diversity and I truely look forward to sharing your daughter's story with him. Thankyou :)
suehay This is such a sweet and unique story about acceptance, all wrapped up in a charming package for young kids. My four-year-old loves the pictures, and the life lessons on love, family and diversity are invaluable, not only for adopted children but children of all cultures and backgrounds who will learn to shape a world of love and understanding.
Hrönn Traustadóttir I´m a designer and mother of almost 3 year old adopted chinese girl Harpa Hua Zi. I have been collecting books about international adoption for couple of years for my daughter. I think this is the BEST I have seen - I´m going to buy this one.
vclarkson As an elementary school teacher, I find this heartwarming story delightful as it so eloquently presents the issue of diversity in such a positive manner. The fact that it is based on a true story will engage students of all ages in discussions regarding diversity, adoption and single parenthood. This book is a "must have" for guidance counselors, media centers and parents that want to convey the importance of respecting individual differences and cultures.


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Most famously for its popularity in the California Gold Rush, the Hangtown fry is an omlette with a twist. With bacon and oysters mixed into the egg batter and fried, it was sure to be a protein-rich meal. Nowadays, it is enjoyed by many with a few added luxuries, like peppers, spices and onions.
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Sweetened by molasses or maple syrup and salted by bacon, Boston baked beans have been a staple in the American for many centuries. Developed from the Native Americans' baked beans and corn bread, and through influences from abroad, the beans were pushed and pulled until the perfect sweet-savoury balance was met.
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That face! Peta Murgatroyd and Maksim Chmerkovskiy's newborn son, Shai, made his TV debut during a home interview with Good Morning America, which aired Friday, February 17. Watch the video above!
The Dancing With the Stars couple welcomed their first child together last month, but decided to not show his face until now. "I specifically wanted to keep him very private from the beginning because we wanted him to ourselves. I think he's just so special that we wanted those moments, those first moments, to be for ourselves," the new mom, 30, explained. "And you know, there's going to come a time where he's going to be with us walking hand-in-hand down the street and everyone's going to be able to see him. And there's so many moments and opportunities that are gonna come up very soon where you just, you can't hide him any longer."
The New Zealand native gave birth at 5:34 a.m. on January 4 and the engaged pair later tweeted their baby boy's name to announce the news. Chmerkovskiy, 37, admitted to GMA that he cried "men tears" when Shai, which means "gift" in Hebrew and pronounced "shy," arrived.
"It's very, as they say, life-altering," he told GMA of fatherhood. "I find myself sort of portraying like, 'I got this,' and then on the inside I'm like, 'I don't got this. I don't got this.'" He added: "It's very scary."
After giving birth, Murgatroyd shared about her postbaby body on social media. "I left the hospital literally looking five months pregnant and at first I was like, 'Oh, wow,' like, I was a little disappointed. And I just realized that I just did the most beautiful thing that a woman can produce and do in life and I need to just suck it up, move on and, you know, not worry about the little things," Murgatroyd told GMA. "I could hardly move, like, I'm a professional dancer and it was difficult to get back because I haven't done it since I won [season 22 of DWTS] with Nyle [DiMarco]."
Murgatroyd and the Ukrainian hunk aren't sure when they will return to DWTS, but they plan to marry sooner rather than later. The pair, who got engaged in December 2015, are currently planning a three-day, 300-guest wedding. Murgatroyd briefly considered pushing the wedding back after Shai was born, but Chmerkovskiy convinced her otherwise.
One thing they can agree on? Shai will definitely be a part of the ceremony. "I think one of the moms will probably carry him down and he'll be all suited up and looking good," Murgatroyd said.
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With the exception of a double homicide twenty-three years ago, nothing big happened in tiny Franklin, Florida. Most of Officer Penelope Chance's cases were relatively minor incidents. In spite of her prayers, the truth was sometimes she wished a case like this would cross her desk. Something to get her blood pumping and give her brain a good workout.
So when she gets the call about an attempted murder, she can't help but get excited... But when she learns who the victim is... And who's suspected of the crime... her blood runs cold. What starts out as an attempted murder quickly turns into a murder mystery that's going to leave Penelope questioning her faith in the people around her and in herself.
Will Penelope find the culprit and the truth behind everything that's happening in her peaceful little town, or will the case go cold and land in the unsolved mysteries file? Is this a test from God for Penelope and everyone else involved or just one of many bumps in the road to come?
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Its in His Hands
I could feel the characters in he way Mim Drew told the story, the audio made it more real. As I listened I kept wondering as a police office how did Penny keep her faith?
I'm sure at times it was challenged, but it certainly didn't take anything from the storyline.
I love Inspiration/Christian Fiction with some mystery thrown in.
I did like it, she has a voice that pulls you in.
Penelope's First Case
- Readers Paradise
my first Daniel Patterson book.
- William R. Easton, Jr.


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Examples of Adjective
Sentences with the noun Adjective
4 examples:
In this case, the adjective goes before the noun.
Don't forget that the adjective must agree with its noun.
The adjective is the banana peel of the parts of speech.
(Clifton Paul Fadiman)
When massive open online courses, or MOOCs, took the world by storm in 2012, all too often the description of them was accompanied by an adjective: disruptive.
(Forbes - Education, )
1 example:
Is that an adjective, or is it actually part of J.D. Salinger's name?
(The Denver Post - Entertainment, )
Other sentences
28 examples:
You have to put an adjective after "不够."
Things that modify nouns (adjective, or adjectival equivalent).
The search for the appropriate adjective proved to be difficult.
In Esperanto an adjective ends in "a." The plural is formed by adding "j."
An adverb is a word which modifies a verb, an adjective and sometimes another adverb.
'-osity' is an abstract noun word ending created from the ending of an '-ous' adjective.
Perhaps the only adjective in the English language that can follow the noun it modifies is "unknown".
There are two ways of using the infinitive as an adjective, 1. attributive, 2. predicative. Naturally 2. is a subject complement.
In English there are eight main parts of speech: noun, verb, adjective, adverb, pronoun, preposition, conjunction and finally interjection.
The Oscars have become such a big deal these days that it's just used as adjective.
(Mira Sorvino)
It was a moment that gave the world a new adjective: "Beamonesque".
(The Independent - Athletics, )
The best representational painting gets at the core of the adjective at hand.
(The Denver Post - Entertainment, )
An adjective plus an animal — that's an old-timey formula for naming a pub.
(The Vancouver Sun - Food, )
Think of any adverse adjective you like to conjure the notion of cowardice and Samir Nasri was the subject of it.
(Daily Mail - Sport, )
Romanian New Wave actor Dragos Bucur ('Police, Adjective') headlines this Romanian comedy directed by Paul Negoescu.
(The Hollywood Reporter - Reviews, )
"Desi" as a noun or adjective has become the typical way for people of South Asian ancestry to identify members of their diaspora.
(The Wall Street Journal - Lifestyle, )
Pick an adjective, and it's likely the New York Jets used it to describe the lowest point in what had already become a lost season.
(The New York Times - Pro-Football, )
"Surreal" has become the go-to adjective of the moment, describing everything from traffic accidents to perfectly pitched baseball games.
(Los Angeles Times - Culture Monster, )
As much as anyone, Robert Plant deserves credit — or blame — for bringing the adjective "histrionic" into the vocabulary about rock music.
(Randy Lewis in Los Angeles Times - Pop & Hiss, )
Romanian director Bogdan Mirica's first feature stars Dragos Bucur ('Police, Adjective') and premiered in Cannes in the Un Certain Regard section.
(The Hollywood Reporter - Reviews, )
Here's another adjective Pittsburgh Steelers Coach Mike Tomlin can call his ill-timed two-step onto the field last Thursday night against Baltimore.
(Los Angeles Times - Football, )
One of the leading figures of the Romanian New Wave and previously responsible for festival hits like "12:08 East of Bucharest" and "Police, Adjective,"...
(Los Angeles Times - Entertainment News, )
Every glowing adjective, every single superlative that exists in any dictionary, in any language in the tennis universe has already been used in describing the 2011 edition of Novak Djokovic.
(The Vancouver Sun - Tennis, )
Inspired by the athleticism of the ancient Athenians, he gave his invention a Greek name, although his Greek was a bit off; it's more of an adjective than a noun, and translates as something akin to 'ball-ism'.
(The Independent - Gadgets & Tech, )
The term "badass" gets tossed around a lot at the Stagecoach Country Music Festival, but few performers have showed themselves as fully worthy of the adjective as neo-rockabilly-Western singer Nikki Lane during her afternoon set Saturday.
(Randy Lewis in Los Angeles Times - Entertainment News, )
If you want to evoke the scent of condescension, judgmentalism, self-righteousness or hypocrisy, all you need to do is tack on the adjective "evangelical" to the person, place or thing you're describing, and voila—your work is complete.
(Forbes - Personal Finance, )
Though its title, read as an adjective/plural noun, might suggest a movie about fast-food eaters, "TransFatty Lives" is actually a proper name followed by a verb, and that verb is key to this scrappy documentary about battling illness with creativity.
(Los Angeles Times - Entertainment News, )
On Friday afternoon at the Glendale branch of Gap, the handful of browsers hunting through the summer sales racks all looked old enough to remember a world before internet retail: a world where Gap was not just a clothing chain but a major cultural force, and where the millennials shopping across the street at H&M would have used the word "basic" not as an insult, but as an approving adjective for Gap's inventory of essentials.
(The Independent - World News, )
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When to let go
Connections to the past matter. A lot. But sometimes sadness, hurt, and anger about the past becomes baggage. Carrying those suitcases around make traveling forward more cumbersome and emotionally expensive. Sometimes we have to emotionally let go of past events to keep a healthy relationship with the present and future. Though it may seem counter-intuitive, writing about the past is a great strategy to keep our What-Could–Have-Been from overshadowing our What-Can-Still-Be.
Just so you know which body part I'm speaking from, I'll confess up front. I'm not good at letting go.
Writing about the past doesn't just prevent you from bottling up your feelings. Writing can help process the past, enabling us to embrace the present and future. That's especially true when we combine writing about the past with solid advice from professionals. Although I'm normally all about sharing, these techniques are also helpful when you keep your writing private. Continue reading »


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Projeto 7 Minutos com Emmanuel
Projeto do Instituto SER para gravação de mensagens relativas à série Fonte Viva com Haroldo Dutra Dias.
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As in, "Y the hell did I try that?". Everyone knows the first rule to rollerblading, but these guys cant seem to figure out the second….land on skates, not face.
X-Games My Ass…Check Out The Y-Games!
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I am getting sooo pumped for my half
- 2 September 2, 2010 at 9:01 AM
thats cuz rollerbladers are stupid. get a skateboard and come correct.
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Heck of a job there, it absuotlely helps me out.
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|Moses. 1945. Oil on Masonite. 94 x 50.8 cm. Private collection.
|The Little Deer. 1946. Oil on masonite. 22.5 x 30 cm. Private collection.
|Tree of Hope. 1946. Oil on masonite. 55.8 x 40.7 cm. Private collection.
|Self-Portrait with Loose Hair. 1947. Oil on masonite. 61 x 45 cm Private collection.
|Sun and Life. 1947. Oil on Masonite. 40 x 49.5 cm. Private collection.
|Self-Portrait. 1948. Oil on Masonite 48.2 x 39.5 cm. Private collection.
|Diego and I. 1949. Oil on Masonite. 29.5 x 22.5 cm. Private collection.
|The Love Embrace of the Universe, the Earth (Mexico), Diego, Me, and Senor Xolotl. 1949. Oil on canvas. 69.8 x 60.6 cm .Private collection.
|Portrait of Don Guillermo Kahlo. 1951. Oil on masonite. 60.4 x 46.4 cm. Frida Kahlo Museum, Mexico City, Mexico.
|Self-Portrait with the Portrait of Doctor Farill. 1951. Oil on masonite. 41.8 x 50.2 cm. Private collection.
|Still Life with Parrot. 1951. Oil on canvas. 25.4 x 28.9 cm. Harry Ransom Humanities Research Center, University of Texas, Austin, TX, USA.
|Naturaleza viva. 1952. Oil on canvas. Private collection.
|Fruit of Life. 1954. Oil on masonite. 45 x 62 cm. Private collection.
|Viva la vida. 1954. Oil on masonite. 59 x 50.7 cm. Frida Kahlo Museum, Mexico City, Mexico.
|Diary pages: "El horrendo 'ojosauro'" and "Portrait of Neferunico, Founder of Madness". . Frida Kahlo Museum, Mexico City, Mexico.
|Diary Pages: "Bird" and "Masked Dancers". . Frida Kahlo Museum, Mexico City, Mexico.


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martedì 27 gennaio 2009
The subjet is always the same: I HAVE NO TIME!
I work from the morning until the evening. I have to setup again and organize better my life. I need time to study, to stay with my friends, to visit friends that live far away from me, to take photos, to paint, to scrap and to do alot of other things :\
Please write me and update me about your life!!
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Island of Glass (Guardians Trilogy)
Author : Nora Roberts
Publisher : Berkley
Release : December 6, 2016
Genre : Romance, Literature & Fiction
The final Guardians Trilogy novel from the #1 New York Times bestselling author of Bay of Sighs and Stars of Fortune.
As the hunt for the Star of Ice leads the six guardians to Ireland, Doyle, the immortal, must face his tragic past. Three centuries ago, he closed off his heart, yet his warrior spirit is still drawn to the wild. And there's no one more familiar with the wild than Riley—and the wolf within her…
An archaeologist, Riley is no stranger to the coast of Clare, but now she finds herself on unsure footing, targeted by the dark goddess who wants more than the stars, more than the blood of the guardians. While searching through Irish history for clues that will lead them to the final star and the mysterious Island of Glass, Riley must fight her practical nature and admit her sudden attraction to Doyle is more than just a fling. For it is his strength that will sustain her and give her the power to run towards love—and save them all…
Don't miss the other books in the Guardians Trilogy
Stars of Fortune
Bay of Sighs
About the Author
Nora Roberts is the #1 New York Times bestselling author of more than 200 novels. She is also the author of the bestselling In Death series written under the pen name J. D. Robb. There are more than 500 million copies of her books in print.
Langue : English
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Recipe by Eris4752
"In the south of Italy, tomatoes are often dried in the hot sun. They are then preserved in oil, or hung up on strings in the kitchen." Recipe is from The Complete Mediterranean Cookbook by Clark and Farrow.
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Ingredients Nutrition
- 6 cups all-purpose flour
- 2 teaspoons salt
- 2 tablespoons sugar
- 1 (1/4 ounce) package active dry yeast
- 1 2⁄3-2 cups warm milk
- 1 tablespoon tomato paste
- 5 tablespoons oil from the jar sun-dried tomatoes
- 5 tablespoons extra virgin olive oil
- 3⁄4 cup drained sun-dried tomato, chopped
- 1 large onion, chopped
Directions See How It's Made
- Sift the flour, salt and sugar into a bowl, and make a well in the center. Mix the yeast with 2/3 cup of the warm milk and add to the flour.
- Mix the tomato paste into the remaining milk until evenly blended, then add to the flour with the tomato oil and olive oil.
- Gradually mix the flour into the liquid ingredients until you have a dough. Turn out onto a floured surface and knead for about 10 minutes, until smooth and elastic. Return to the clean bowl, cover with a cloth and let rise in a warm place for about 2 hours.
- Punch down, and add the tomatoes and onion. Knead until evenly distributed through the dough. Shape into four loaves and place on a greased baking sheet. Cover with a dish towel and let rise again for about 45 minutes.
- Preheat the oven to 375 degrees F. Bake the bread for 45 minutes or until the loaves sound hollow when you tap them with your fingers. Let cool on a wire rack. Eat warm, or toasted with grated mozzarella cheese sprinkled on top.


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'You won, man,' Bob said to Mark. 'No doubt about that.'
Randy was shaken to the core. He had expected a hard, brutal ass-fuck that he knew he could withstand. But instead, the beautiful, shirtless cop had made love to his ass in the most sensual, erotic way. Not only had Randy been unable to resist a spontaneous orgasm ..... he could not resist the man. He now felt a bond with him that could never, ever be broken.
Bob had watched the whole incredible episode that had taken place in the garden. The confident, muscular construction worker who had earlier boasted arrogantly that he would never succumb to the cop's sexual appeal had begged to be allowed to shoot his load. His overwhelming desire had become pleasing this god who was fucking his ass. All of his senses told him he had fallen in love with the man.
But the sexual confrontation was not over .... far from it .... and all three men knew that. After all, Mark had won the contest. Randy had failed to withstand the cop's overpowering sexuality and had submitted to him in the most dramatic way possible. And there was a price to pay.
Bob continued, 'You won and we all know the deal. If you won, your prize would be something that Randy valued most. Take what you want .... use it the way you want to. What's it to be?'
Mark's eyes moved slowly over Bob's magnificent body and down toward his perfect ass. Then he raised his gaze toward the upstairs window and rested on the awestruck face of Pablo, Randy's adopted son, staring down at him.
Mark had a choice to make.
Upstairs Darius whispered, 'This is it, dude. The moment of truth.'
At the bedroom window three youthful faces, wide-eyed with awe and disbelief, had watched as one of the masters below forced the other into a huge, spontaneous explosion of hot, creamy cum. Darius, Pablo and Jamie also knew that there were two possible prizes Mark would select ...... either Bob's ass, that Randy jealously guarded as his own exclusive property; or the perfect young ass of Pablo, Randy's adopted son.
'Guess we're gonna have to wait on that one,' Jamie said. 'They're taking a break. Let's grab a beer and a sandwich.'
For a brief while they had been struck dumb by what they had witnessed, but staying dumb was something alien to their excitable natures, especially Darius, who soon started to rattle on eagerly.
'Dude, did you ever, ever see anything like that? Jeez, I'll be jerking off to that for years. No offense, kid,' he said to his lover Pablo. 'You know I love your ass, but whenever it's not handy all I have to do is remember the cop and the construction worker and bingo ..... there's my gusher.'
Pablo was silent and frowned. 'But what's gonna happen to me? You know this all started when Randy fucked Jamie here. You think Mark will do the same to me?'
'You should be so lucky!' grinned Darius. 'Hell, I'd offer my ass to that hunk any day of the week.'
Jamie chimed in. 'Again, Pablo, no disrespect to you, but we've always known that the most precious thing to Randy is Bob's ass. He'd never let anyone get close to that.' He frowned in thought. 'Then again, there was something about the way Randy looked at Mark when he was getting fucked. Kinda like the look you get when you're falling in love.'
'You noticed that too?' Darius said. 'Anyway, the whole point is that Mark can take whatever he wants .... that was their deal.' He laughed at Pablo. 'So get that sweet ass ready, dude. You want me to warm it up for you?'
They were so engrossed in their speculation and excited chatter that time went by as they downed their beers. Suddenly there were sounds again from down on the lawn and Darius shot up and ran to the window.
'Well ...... will you look at that!? Guess we got our answer.'
The tableau that greeted their gaze was stunning. Randy, still naked, was on his knees, leaning against a tree. His wrists and his ankles were tied behind him around the tree, so he was pretty much immobile. He had submitted to this bondage as a condition of having lost the contest. Now his gaze was riveted on the two men who stood before him facing each other.
Mark smiled at Bob. 'Remember when we first met ...... when I pulled you over for that illegal U-turn? We were dressed exactly like this.'
That day Bob had been driving home from work through Griffith Park dressed in his business suit, white shirt and red tie. Mark, astride his motor bike, was in full black police officer uniform. And that's what they were wearing right now. Even fully dressed they both looked stunning and as Randy looked up at them he felt his cock already growing stiff, roused by both of them at once.
So, Mark had chosen Bob as his prize, and Bob did not seem too upset by that. Ever since that day in the park there had developed between the business executive and the police officer a growing affection and respect, based not only their integrity and masculine authority but, they had to admit, the fact that they were two of the most beautiful men either of them had ever seen.
Besides, Bob had seen the look on Randy's face when Mark was fucking him and he knew that passion had replaced anger in the attitude between the cop and the construction worker. And as Bob stood before Mark he had exchanged a fleeting glance with Randy that reassured him that Randy was not only OK with what was happening .... he was actually turned on by it.
'Remember what I made you do that day?' Mark asked.
'Oh, yeah,' Bob said. How could he forget?! Mark had torn up the traffic ticket and in return had made Bob strip, creaming in his uniform pants as he watched. Bob knew that this was to be a repeat performance.
He loosened his tie and undid the top button of his shirt. Then he paused, looking at Mark with a slight smile on his face. Mark copied him, slowly undoing the top button of his shirt, then a second one. The shirt fell open to reveal a small expanse of gleaming white T-shirt at his neck. Both men were aware of a groan coming from the ground.
Randy pulled at his restraints, straining to touch his cock, as he realized what he was in for. He was going to watch his lover Bob, and the cop Mark, who had so recently made sensual love to his ass, strip for each other. This time, though, he was determined that the sight would not make him shoot his load. He would not give Mark that satisfaction a second time.
And so the ritual proceeded. Bob pulled off his tie and, like mirror images, the two men slowly unbuttoned their shirts all the way down. Like Mark, Bob had a white T-shirt underneath, stretched tightly over his sculpted chest and abs. As if to a silent command the two men paused and gazed at the iconic image, each one standing still, their shirts wide open to their slim waists.
'Incredible,' breathed Mark.
'Yeah,' Bob said softly.
They pulled their shirts out of their waistbands, shrugged them off and let them drop to the ground.
'Oh, man,' Bob said as he gazed at the cop, stripped to his T-shirt that slanted down from his broad shoulders to his tight waist. 'That is fucking awesome.'
Randy moaned. 'You two are fucking incredible. Don't do this to me guys.'
The men ignored him, their eyes locked onto each other, their cocks rock hard in their pants. Mark's voice had an edge to it as he said to Bob. 'I want to see you stripped to the waist.'
Again both men moved in unison. They crossed their arms around their waist, grasped the sides of their T-shorts, pulled them out of their waistband and slowly, very slowly, up and over their heads. They came free and dropped to the floor. There they stood, Bob in his business slacks, belted at his tight waist, and Mark in his coarse black uniform pants, tucked into high black shiny boots.
The two shirtless men smiled as they gazed at each other in awe. Although the cop was blond and blue-eyed, and the businessman was dark haired with soft brown eyes, the muscle gods matched each other body for body, their perfect, muscular physiques gleaming in the late afternoon sun.
Instinctively they flexed their arms, shoulders and pecs, giving visual delight to themselves, to Randy and, as it happened, to three young men with their faces pressed to the upstairs window.
'I can't breathe,' Darius said .... exaggerating as usual, since his body was heaving with deep intakes of breath. 'They're turning each other on just by taking their clothes off. I can't believe it.'
'And look what it's doing to Randy,' said Pablo. 'His cock is stiff as a pole. He's dying to touch it.'
Jamie's gazed roved from his own master, Mark, over to Bob, the man who had been so kind to him, and then down to the man bound to the tree, the incredible muscle stud who had forcibly fucked him, forced him to cum without touching himself. His anger at Randy was now long gone, lost in his overwhelming awe and lust for the man.
'Oh, God,' Darius said. 'Look now. Try not to cum though, guys. Not yet anyway.'
They all watched as the men pulled off their boots and dropped their pants and shorts. They stood naked looking at each other as Randy pulled frantically at his ropes, and tried desperately not to shoot his load.
What came next was inevitable and Bob needed no prompting. He fell to his knees, then onto his back, leaving his knees bent, his ass just off the ground. Mark knelt before him, his cock with a roaring hard-on.
'You know you've been wanting this for a long time, buddy. I didn't come near your ass 'cause it was off limits. But now I've won it. For the next few minutes it's mine, and you're gonna love offering it to me. You want this, stud?'
'Yes, sir.' Bob was aware of his bound master just feet away but he absolutely could not resist submitting himself totally to the naked Greek God kneeling before him. He glanced at Randy for affirmation and Randy nodded slightly. Up to a few hours ago the thought of Mark fucking Bob's ass, the ass that was Randy's exclusive property, would have filled him with uncontrollable rage. But everything changed when he had felt the ecstasy of Mark's cock in his ass. Now he wanted his lover Bob to have the same incredible experience.
And so it began. Mark fell forward and placed his palms firmly on Bob's perfectly sculpted pecs. Bob flexed his chest and he, in turn, placed his palms on the chest of the man bending over him. They each felt the other's chest muscles rippling under their hands as the rigid cock of one man pierced the waiting ass of the other.
Mark then began the same thrilling ass-fuck on Bob as he had earlier delivered to Randy. He pushed the head of his cock only just inside Bob's ass, then used the head to massage just the rim, the sphincter, of his hole. Bob moaned with the incredible sensation that ran through him, then gasped as the cock slowly pushed deeper until it touched the ridge at the back of his ass, the inner sphincter.
'Aaaah.' His eyes opened wide as he felt the head of the cock pass over the soft ridge and come to rest in the innermost depth of his ass.
'Yeah, man,' Randy breathed to Bob. 'Feel that beautiful cock inside you ..... clench your ass around it.' Randy's memory of the sensation was so acute that he could feel again the same ecstasy that his lover was feeling. It was as if Mark was fucking them both at the same time.
An extreme sensation such as this could not last long. Bob and Randy had abandoned any pretense of trying to hold back. They knew their orgasm was close. The passion rose to a fever pitch. Mark gazed into the deep brown eyes of the man beneath him and a spark passed between them that ignited the final flame.
But then the unexpected happened. Just before the climax Mark suddenly pulled his cock all the way out of Bob's ass. He glanced at the straining, flexing body of Randy, then back at the shuddering man beneath him. He felt supreme. In the final act of his triumphant victory he pumped both fists in the air and yelled, YES!!
And his cock erupted in a long stream of white cream that splashed down onto Bob's heaving chest and face. Simultaneously Bob screamed as he too had a spontaneous orgasm, mesmerized by the glorious body above him, and his own cum joined Mark's, flooding onto his body.
'Aaaaah!' Randy's shout echoed as he was overwhelmed by the sight of the two men's shuddering orgasms. His body flexed and he desperately pulled at his restraints as his own cock exploded and blasted yet more white juice over the already soaked body of his lover.
Incredibly, the three naked muscle gods were all erupting in simultaneous, violent orgasms caused by the wildly erotic vision of each other. They had achieved a stunning triple orgasm without ever touching their cocks. They were beyond thought or feeling, hypnotized by the sheer, rugged maleness of each other, three glorious men at the summit of their manhood sharing the passion of their mutual strength and beauty.
As their heaving bodies subsided they looked wildly at each other. They gradually relaxed, grinned, their smiles became wider and finally erupted into raucous, male laughter.
They were unaware that the upstairs window was now obscured by flowing semen. The three young men had witnessed something they could not have dreamed of. They were mesmerized by the sight of their three masters shouting together and sharing one enormous orgasm. Their own young cocks, pressed against the glass, erupted at the same time, spurting hot juice between their bodies and the glass.
For a while nothing moved. The sound of heavy breathing was replaced by the insistent buzz of the crickets in the hot, still afternoon. The tableau of the naked men was like a glorious still-life, frozen in the memory of everyone present. To move was to break the spell.
Mark was the first to stir. He walked behind the tree, knelt behind Randy and untied the ropes round his wrists and ankles. Randy fell forward and placed his hands on the ground at either side of Bob. Their eyes held each other in the look they knew so well but never fully understood. It was as if their spirits joined, they became one entity, the very incarnation of love.
Bob spoke softly. 'I've never loved you as much as I do now. You're my whole world, you know that?'
Randy smiled. 'You know I know that, asshole. You scare me, you know me so well.'
Randy fell on him and their arms entwined in a tight embrace. They rolled on the ground, kissing, licking, laughing, in a joyous celebration. Mark looked down at them with a smile of satisfaction. But it was not the satisfaction of triumph. It was, rather, the realization that he had given to Bob and Randy an intense sexual experience that resulted in a series of the most incredible orgasms the two men had experienced.
But his satisfaction was somewhat diminished by his concern as to what came next in his complex relationship with Randy. He hoped their confrontational trial of strength was finally over ...... but to be replaced by ..... what?
In fact when they finally stood facing each other, all three men were tongue-tied, nervous, even a little embarrassed at the intensity of the feelings that pulsed in them. Bob tried to break the ice.
'Well, guys, that gives a whole new meaning to the phrase 'coming together'. Three spontaneous orgasms all at the same time.'
'Make that six, sir.' Darius was grinning. He, Pablo and Jamie had finally come out of the house and stood before their three masters. They had just lived through an experience they could never have believed possible, never have imagined, and the upstairs window, opaque with streams of white liquid, bore testimony to the ferocity of their multiple climaxes.
As the six men faced each other there was again a nervous silence as they all tried to sort through the uncertainty of whether this extraordinary episode had brought changes to their relationships. The symmetry of the moment was remarkable as the three big, naked men in unison raised their arms and the young men walked forward, each to be enfolded by one of their masters.
Randy embraced Pablo who was so overcome he had difficulty finding his voice. 'Sir, you are ...... you looked so ..... I mean I've never been so ......'
'I know, kid. No need to say anything. Just know one thing, and remember it always. You're my boy, kiddo.'
Mark's arms pressed round Jamie who was, as so often, unsure of himself. 'I know all this started 'cause of me, sir. If I did anything wrong, messed up, like ........'
'Hey ...... get a grip kid. I said I'd protect you and I did. I did this for you, kid. You think we did good? You proud of me?' And Jamie relaxed in the safe haven of the officer's muscular arms.
Bob smiled into Darius's eyes. 'Well, punk? See what I laid on for you this time. I gotta say, it's a full-time job feeding that fantasy mill of yours. How did this one rate?'
Darius grinned back. 'Thank you, sir. You are unbelievable .... you drive me crazy. I'll be thinking about that, jacking off, for ......'
'Weeks, months ......?' Bob smiled.
'For years, sir. For ever.'
'Hey Darius,' Randy's deep voice boomed. 'Can you guys rustle up an early dinner? We're starving. We're gonna take a swim, get cleaned up and then we need food. We could eat a horse ...... each.'
We'll get right on it, sir. There's just one thing ...... we're clear out of horse meat.'
'Not from where I'm standing,' said Pablo looking down at Darius's crotch and grabbing the ten-inch bulge in his pants.
Amid the howls of laughter Randy aimed a kick at Pablo's ass. 'I said get out of here, punk. Kitchen! Now!' The three young men ran off to the house as Randy turned his attention to Bob. He looked at his naked body, still covered in the cum of three huge orgasms.
'You're a mess, buddy. For God's sake get cleaned up.' And all three men dived naked into the pool.
An hour later all six men were sitting round the outdoor table on the lawn. Darius and the boys seemed to have cooked everything in the kitchen that wasn't nailed down and a huge pile of food confronted them. As they ate voraciously Bob stole a glance at Randy and Bob.
A shadow passed over this thoughts as he wondered, as Mark had earlier, where this whole episode left them. Bob's ass had always been off limits .... except this time. Mark had won the contest and fucked him while Randy watched. Bob really wanted peace restored to the house but he had a sense that there was still one more act to play out. He made a sudden snap decision and addressed the three boys.
'Hey you guys, I have an idea. It's a long weekend coming up but I have to drive down to San Diego to look at a piece of property my company is thinking of buying to house our branch office down there. I could use some company and thought maybe you three would like to come with me and make a beach weekend out of it? What do you think?'
Darius beamed. 'We don't have to think, sir. Of course we'll come, eh guys?' The other two nodded eager assent.
Bob smiled. 'We can rent a couple of rooms at the Del Coronado .......'
'........ or maybe just one room,' Darius chimed in, his fantasies already in overdrive.
' ....... and if the King of Fantasy can just cool it for a while, we'll have a blast.' Bob turned to Randy and Mark. 'Is that OK with you guys? Think you can cope here on your own?' The long glance he gave aimed at Randy was evidently significant, though its meaning was lost on him for now.
Early the next morning the three young men piled into the SUV with Bob and they took off. Randy watched them go and shook his head. 'He must be crazy,' he murmured. 'They'll drive him nuts.'
He walked back into the empty house and made himself coffee. He was hunched over the table gazing out of the open window when Mark came out of his house and crossed toward the gate, shirtless in just gym shorts and running shoes.
Randy called, 'Hey man ....... where you off to?'
'Need some exercise. Going for a long jog.'
'Want company?'
Mark was taken by surprise. 'What? Well, yeah, if you like. Think you can keep up?'
'Hey, man,' Randy grinned, 'don't start with me.'
'Sorry, pal .... that old competitive edge. But sure, why not? Yeah, I'd love your company.'
'Well I'm already dressed for the occasion, so let's go.'
Randy was also wearing just gym shorts and sneakers and the two men jogged together thought the gate and up the hill.
At first the only sound was their heavy breathing as they ran. Any unease they had about being alone in the house together dissolved quickly as they fell into step with each other and felt the easy companionship of two equally matched, self-confident males. They relished the feeling of running in the warm morning sun, along the hilly, tree-lined old streets of their Mount Washington neighborhood. The steep terrain tested and stretched their muscles and the vigorous exercise made them feel alive as the breeze stroked their naked chests.
About a mile into the run Mark said, 'So what do you think Bob was up to? What's all this about?'
'Beats the hell out of me,' Randy grinned. 'His mind is always way ahead of mine. He seemed in an all-fire hurry to get him and the boys out of the house. Evidently wanted to leave us alone.'
Mark smiled. 'Maybe he was curious which one of us would be left standing when he got back.'
'Yeah ...... we've gotta get over this competitive thing, man. Wish I knew what Bob had in mind.'
The run was great and the two men were panting hard when they got back to the house.
'Swim?' asked Randy.
They stripped, dived into the pool and swam for a while until, inevitably, their spirited macho aggressiveness got the better of them. They tumbled and wrestled in the water, the one holding the other under until the gasping faced managed to break the surface.
'Truce?' Mark shouted at last.
'Sure. I'm starved. Wanna grab a bite?'
Half an hour later, dressed in jeans and T-shirts, they were walking down the hill to their local Mexican cantina on Figueroa. As they went in heads turned in their direction, admiring glances that the guys always inspired wherever they went. But they ignored them and were soon chatting animatedly over sizzling plates of fajitas, washed down with many bottles of Dos Equis. They were really enjoying each other's company, aware of the bond growing between them.
It was as if the heat of their relationship thus far, riven with competition, challenge, and contests for supremacy, had now cooled down to the warm embers of a solid, companionable friendship between two supremely dominant men at the peak of their masculinity. The equality of beauty, strength and power that had been the cause of their enmity was now the very essence of their friendship.
They felt comfortable with each other. No need to make allowances, hold back, no fear of coming off as superior. As they looked into each other's eyes they saw a strong alpha male looking back, an equal, a man they could respect and trust.
'Hey guys. Care if we join you?'
Without waiting for an answer two great looking girls sat down at their table, looking with lustful admiration at the two men. The admiration was returned as Randy and Mark sized them up. They were gorgeous women, well dressed, confident.'
'Look,' one of them said. 'We'll come straight to the point. We saw you the minute you came in and were blown away. You guys are stunning. We thought you might like to hook up. We're staying in a hotel downtown and would love you to join us. You really won't be sorry.'
'You're right about that,' Randy grinned lasciviously. 'You ladies are a feast for the eyes. Your offer is real tempting.'
'Sure is,' said Mark, feeling his cock stir in his jeans. He turned to Randy. 'How about it, buddy?'
Their eyes locked and something passed between them that they felt rather than understood. It was as if there had been a wordless communication, as if they had come to an agreement that needed no words. A slight, almost sly smile passed between them before they turned back to the girls. Mark spoke for them both.
'Ladies, tempting as you offer is, we have to decline.'
'With great regret,' Randy added.
'But we really have to get back to our house. We have something urgent we have to do there.'
'Yeah, something that really can't wait.'
The girls sighed. 'Well, you can't blame a girl for trying. It's just that you two are ...... well you're just so damn gorgeous. Rain check, then? Maybe we'll run into you again here. Sure hope so.'
The men stood up politely as the girls left the table. They sat down again and Mark called to the waiter, 'Check, please. Quick as possible.'
'Finally,' he said to Randy, 'I think I know what Bob had in mind.'
'You read my thoughts, buddy. Let's get the hell out of here.'
They ran back up the long hill to the house and burst through the gate panting hard.
'Basement,' gasped Randy.
They ran downstairs and then stopped still, looking at each other. They put their hands on each other's shoulders, almost like a wrestler's opening move. Then, as if on command, their faces came together and their lips met in a voracious, passionate embrace. A minute went by and Randy pulled back, holding Mark at arm's length.
'Buddy,' he said ....... 'guys like us don't ....... you know, make love.'
Mark smiled. 'There are no guys like us.' And their faces locked in another hard embrace.
They were standing by the king-sized bed in the corner of the basement room. Still kissing Randy feverishly Mark pushed him backwards and they fell on the bed, rolling over and over, limbs tightly intertwined. Finally Mark was on his back and Randy was kneeling astride him.
'Why the hell have we spent so much damn time fighting each other, man? This is what we both wanted all the time.'
'Who knew?' Mark grinned.
'Hell, I wanna see that body,' Randy growled and pulled hard at Mark's T-shirt. It tore into shreds and came loose in Randy's fist. At the same time Mark reached up to Randy's shirt and pulled it downwards, tearing it to pieces. The two shirtless men gazed at each other.
'You are so fucking beautiful, man,' Randy moaned and lowered his head, running his wet tongue over the sculpted chest, biting the nipples, then once again pressing his lips onto Mark's eager mouth. Mark pushed hard and rolled the big construction worker over, so their positions were reversed. As Randy had done, the cop licked the hairy chest beneath him, sucking on the nipples, biting the hard muscles in a raw display of animal lust.
They paused just long enough to kick of their boots and pull off their jeans. The two naked men came together again in a muscular embrace and their love-making began in earnest. As they rolled wildly over the bed they melted into each other and gloried in the feel of each other's straining body. They were no strangers to passionate sex, but this was a new sensation for both of them.
This time there was no master or slave, no winner or loser, no contest, no pain or punishment. There was no 'sir'. They were simply two rugged, alpha males making passionate love, elated by the touch, the taste of each other. They were intoxicated by the raw masculinity, the very manhood that they held in their powerful arms. It was man-on-man lust and love.
Randy groaned in Mark's ear. 'Man, I knew I wanted this when I felt your cock in my ass. You blew me away when you fucked me.'
Mark gazed at him. 'I want to feel that, buddy. I want to know what it felt like. I've never given my ass willingly to any man, but now I need your cock inside me. Please, man. Fuck my ass.'
So Randy did just that. Using the same incredible techniques he had learned from Mark he made exquisite love to the cop's ass. It wasn't long before Mark breathed, 'I love you, man. Cum with me. Cum in my ass.' They locked eyes and knew that, for their first time together, it was love that made their cocks stream with hot, white juice. It was the first of many orgasms that night.
They made love all weekend ..... in bed, in the shower, the garden, the pool .... everywhere. They now realized that, ever since they met, they had been standing on the rim of a world of enchantment. But their macho pride had blinded them to it. Now, at last, they had stumbled over the edge and were sharing the sweet fruits of that exclusive world where man could love man unconditionally.
And it was not only a union of the body. In their quiet moments they opened up to each other emotionally, talked about their past, shared their inner thoughts and feelings. They loved the freedom to simply talk, man to man.
They were chatting over beers in the kitchen when Randy mentioned his own past behavior. 'That's water under the bridge,' Mark said. 'But, man, you've gotta get a handle on that anger of yours. Could land you in a mess of trouble.'
'Already has,' Randy said. 'Bob says I should get anger management therapy. But fuck that noise.'
'He may have a point, though. Lots of cops go through that. Had a few sessions myself way back. If ever you're interested I know a great therapist. He's a hell of a guy ...... handsome too .... looks a bit like you. The name's Steve.'
'Shit, an hour with a guy like that telling me what to do and I'd probably end up beating the crap out of him .... or fucking his ass.'
'Or both,' Mark grinned. 'Now there's a thought .......'
'No, the guy I really want to slaughter is this guy at work ..... the architect the current client has hired. He's a good architect but shit does he have attitude. Hell, even his name has attitude ...... Lloyd ... with two L's of course. Always hanging around the construction site giving me what he calls 'tips on the finer points of construction'. I've come this close to hitting him several times. Good looking guy, though, if you like the preppy look. Always immaculate in his fancy suit and tie.'
Mark grinned. 'Maybe he needs to get his hands dirty ....... actually do some of the heavy lifting ....... sweat a little. I'm sure you could put him to work .... knock some of that attitude out of him.'
Randy rubbed his chin thoughtfully. 'Now there's a thought ........... Hmm ..... you do set the wheels spinning, pal. I should run that through Darius's fantasy mill and see what he comes up with. The therapist and the architect.'
'And if you need help,' Mark smiled, 'you can always do what the cops do ..... call for backup.'
'That's great if you know a cop you can rely on.'
Mark put his arm round him. 'Do you have any doubt?'
At the end of the weekend they were lying in bed naked, and Mark was pensive.
'What's up?' Randy asked.
'Well ...... Bob and the guys will be home soon. I'm beginning to feel a bit guilty ..... uneasy.'
Randy looked serious. 'Hey ...... you're not worried about Bob are you? Hell, he engineered this whole setup. He wanted all this to happen. Bob's a man of peace. He wanted us to stop fighting.'
'That guy is really something else. You two have something real special going there.'
'He's my life, Mark. We're like one person. There's nothing, nobody, that could ever come between us, no matter what we do.'
Just then there was a crunch of tires on gravel, the squeal of brakes, car doors banging and excited voices.
'Speak of the devil,' Mark grinned.
A few minutes later the bedroom door opened and Bob stood there looking down at the two naked bodies on the bed. There was a frozen moment where nobody moved. Suddenly a broad smile flashed on Bob's handsome face.
'Well, well .... look at you. So it worked. My plan worked. You two have a good weekend?'
'The best.' Randy said. 'But you knew we would. You set this whole thing up you fucker.'
'Hey, I was sick to death of you two beating each other up. But I wasn't sure how to end it. Then I thought of that old hippy slogan ..... 'Make Love, Not War.' Seems to have worked a treat.'
'And that being so,' Mark grinned, 'feel like joining us?'
'Thought you'd never ask,' Bob said. In a flash he stripped naked and fell on top of them.
TO BE CONTINUED in 'A Trial Of Strength - Part 48'


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1 lemon, cut into wedges
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Six student entrepreneurship grants awarded to MCM students
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In 2016, the Melbourne Conservatorium of Music launched IgniteLab, a world-class program of career development and entrepreneurship.
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- Joanna Kerr "Collaboration Connection" – Showcase of independent singer/songwriter artists featuring current and recent VCA students. This played to a full house at Lionel's Lounge.
- Jessica Lindsay Smith "Beautiful Fragments" – An intimate concert format featuring new, third stream works introduced and performed by the composers featuring world premieres by MCM student composers. This played to a full house at the Paris Cat.
- Andrew Groch "Architectonics" – An innovative performance exploring architecture and music featuring world premieres by MCM student composers. This event played to a standing room only audience at the Ian Potter Museum of Art.
- Ethan McAlister "Chroma Collective" – A new composers collective launched in conjunction with the "Composure" series at The Channel, Arts Centre Melbourne. The Daphnis Trio performed world premieres of works by MCM student composers and the composers engaged in a panel discussion with the audience about their works. This event played to a full house at The Channel, Arts Centre Melbourne.
- Tom D'Ath On Demand Recording – Seeing the need for on demand and location recording services at an affordable price, Tom D'ath was funded to establish a service which will launch as a fully moneytised business in 2017.
- Georgia Williams "Mental Practice eBook" – Curious as to how conductors practiced without an orchestra on hand, Georgia Williams has applied the latest sport psychology and music psychology research to produce an ebook on high level learning without your instrument.
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Tuesday, 20 May 2014
I am very pleased to announce that THE STAR AGENCY has been awarded Indie Book of the Day, for Monday May the 19th, 2014.
So I would just like to thank everybody who has downloaded the book and all the kind people who have supported me and promoted the book. It really is very much appreciated and its success is down to you all out there.
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