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In this changing economic time, many are either out of work, retired, or choosing the entrepreneurial path. They say that you should choose to do what interests you, something you have a passion for. Eight years ago, when Don and Julie Roy decided to retire from corporate America, alpacas and Anza were not even a thought. They were searching San Diego County for a piece of land large enough and flat enough to start an Empress tree nursery. When they made a call on an ad to a piece of property showing a San Diego zip code, they were surprised to learn it was in Anza, a place they had never heard of.
They decided to check out the property in Anza and fell in love with the mostly flat 10-acre piece of land and the house that sat on a slight hill. Looking from the house in any direction were views to die for. Soon, after their dream ranch purchase, they realized that Empress trees in such a large scale would take more water than their well system could provide, and that part of the dream came to an end.
Julie had seen an ad on RFD TV, just once before their subscription to that channel had run out. The ad was a website that talked about alpaca's as an investment. That thought stuck in her head and finally, after a month, she went online and discovered what she and Don had been looking for.
Alpacas could be something to be passionate about, more than just a hobby, becoming a serious potential business. From that day on, the Roy's researched and traveled to different Alpaca ranches in the southern California area. They also took classes on anything and everything to do with alpacas, to learn as much as they could. They even became "A Rancher for the Day," gaining valuable hands-on experience at being alpaca ranchers before they took the plunge.
Julie also mentored under a local area veterinarian whose specialty was alpacas, becoming an alpaca midwife. From this passion, the Roy's developed what they call "The Alpaca Lifestyle." This is a lifestyle that became their passion and business. They lived it, wrote about it, educated, and mentored others, helping them find their niche in the alpaca lifestyle, too. Their eBook, "Alpacas Made Simple," is a valuable tool for anyone interested in learning more about the alpaca lifestyle. It can be found on their website along with other educational materials.
"Our focus encompasses educating the new breeder to become successful from the start. As a certified business coach, I love to inspire people to create their desired lifestyle, even before they take the alpacas to their property," said Julie Roy.
"Julie is an amazing teacher with a true passion for the alpaca and the agri/urban lifestyle. Her passion is contagious and the more time I spend with my alpacas, the more I wonder why I waited so long to reimage my lifestyle!" said Shirley, who is a happy customer.
Don supports the community as a computer doctor and webmaster, a compliment to all their endeavors. He has recently updated their business website, www.alpacasav.com, and added another called www.alpacasnextdoor.net, a place where everything about alpacas can be shared.
In addition to serving as the ranch manager for Alpacas of the Anza Valley (AAV), he still lends a hand and assists new breeders with their ranch layouts and computer needs. The Roy's also provide "A Rancher for a Day" program, like the one they learned so much from.
In 2004, the Roy's herd consisted of only a handful of animals. The ranch grew in a short five years to the present to host 40 to 60 animals at a time.
From the beginning, the Roy's have offered a serious breeding program featuring a blue ribbon group of award winning studs, or herdsires. They have eight herdsires in a variety of fleece colors, density and fineness that call AAV home.
The Roy's host their alpacas in California and Arizona Halter Classes, as well as Fleece Shows. And most recently "Spin-offs," which are judged on how well the alpacas fleece spins into yarn.
"In the spring/summer of 2012, we welcomed in our 91st birth on the property. Both of us take pride in supporting a healthy environment for all new crias and enjoy creating friendly and respectful alpacas,"said Julie and Don Roy.
This year, the Roy's will celebrate their 5th annual Open Ranch Day this month on Saturday, Sept. 29, through Sunday, Sept. 30, from 10 a.m. to 4 p.m. Everyone is welcome.
Prepare to be amazed and catch alpaca fever at Open Ranch Days. Come for a visit and enjoy Anza's unique beauty where everywhere you look there is a beautiful view.
Make a day of it, experience the alpaca lifestyle and enjoy that feeling of childlike wonder when you meet the babies. Discover why alpacas are cute, unique, friendly, affordable, and useful pets. Watch the spinning demonstrations and enjoy refreshments and the beautiful Alpaca Boutique, where you will find quality heirloom items made from the "fiber of the gods." Receive 10 percent off Alpaca items for a limited time.
Bring your friends, family, and kids, and don't forget the camera to record the memories.
To get to the ranch, (from Temecula) take 79 South to Hwy 371, go north 11 miles to Cary Road, turn left and follow the signs. Address is 52700 Ardwell Drive. To contact the Roy's, call (951) 763-4222 or Julie's cell at (858) 361-6321.


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Some years ago there was talk of turning the pitch round to accommodate a greyhound track but the idea was scrapped.
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It was a great day when app developers started wising up to the fact that sometimes taking notes involves more than just text. Now there's a whole slew of apps designed to let you incorporate photos, voice memos, URLs and more into your notes. Well, here's another: Catch Notes.
Catch Notes lets you capture ideas and other stuff you come across so you can organize all your thoughts and never forget a thing. You can break big tasks down into more manageable checklists, share to-do's with your contacts, and set reminders for yourself. See how Catch Notes stacks up after the jump.
The Basics
To use the Catch Notes app you'll need to sign in to your Catch.com account (if you don't have one yet, you can easily and quickly create one without even leaving the app), or you can sign in using gmail.
Once you're in the app, you can add as many spaces to the home screen as you want. I'd recommend thinking of these as folders. For example, you might want to make a space for movies you want to remember to watch; a project you're working on; an event you're planning; or other major thing that can be broken down into lots of smaller items.
Two spaces are defaults in Catch Notes: My Ideas, and All Notes (although you can rename these at any time). The My Ideas space is always private, meaning they can't be shared with anyone. And the All Notes space should be treated like a catch-all.
The circle with a plus sign at the bottom of the screen is the capture wheel. Use it to add a note or to add information to your note. Your options include setting a reminder, taking or attaching a photo, entering some text, creating a voice memo, or making a checklist.
Click the paper clip while you're in any note to attach a photo, voice memo or reminder. You can also star any note to make it a priority or make it easier to find later; delete a note by tapping the trash can; edit the location using the map marker icon in the top right of the screen; and even edit space settings using the Catch Notes icon in the very top right.
To share or collaborate on notes with others, simply tap the people symbol while you're in any note or group. You can choose from your contacts or enter the person's email addresses. Note that everything you create or work on with others can be automatically backed up securely across everyone's mobile devices and at Catch.com.
If you want to take your organization to the next level, you can label your notes with tags; just type a hashtag followed by the word. For example: #todo. These will help you to find a note fast if necessary.
Of course, if you opted to create a Catch.com account (rather than sign in with your gmail account), you can enjoy the ability to back up all our notes across all your mobile devices at Catch.com, where all your notes will be kept safe and sound in the event your device is stolen or lost. You'd even be able to sync them to your new device in that case.
And if you want your notes to be kept at an ultra-high level of security, you can utilize a four-digit PIN with Catch Notes. You can even use email to send web content to [email protected]
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I don't have a lot of complaints when it comes to Catch Notes. But there is one thing I find a little tedious: the tags. I know this might sound crazy, but to type a hashtag and the same word over and over again to apply it to multiple notes takes a little more time than I'm willing to spend.
The hashtag system is a bold move on Catch's part, no doubt, because where other apps use colored labels that you can apply with just one tap, Catch is banking on users to hashtag items. I don't know, maybe if you're an avid Twitter user, it won't bother you as much, but I find it a little annoying.
On the flip side, the capture wheel is super convenient. I love that there's one single button that can instantly give me access to adding notes, voice memos, checklists and photos. It makes adding a variety of things to a note a fast and easy process.
The capture wheel, combined with the convenient back-up and ability to so easily collaborate with others makes Catch Notes a very appealing note-taking app; however, the hashtag system? #nothappening
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"The search for answers in baseball's labor dispute apparently reached the desperate, last-gasp phase" (Mark Maske, WASHINGTON POST, 12/22). The two sides did not meet face-to-face yesterday, but met at separate locations with Special Mediator William Usery. "The atmosphere was painfully similar to the dark circumstances that existed just before the players struck" (Murray Chass, N.Y. TIMES, 12/22). Rockies Owner Jerry McMorris and MLBPA Exec Dir Donald Fehr met Tuesday night and made "slight progress on some peripheral issues, but the obstacle that has separated them for the past six months was still firmly in place. Cost control" (Peter Schmuck, Baltimore SUN, 12/22). Fehr: "The gulf that separates us remains essentially what it once was" (N.Y. POST, 12/22). McMorris was unable to sell the players on a luxury tax (Murray Chass, N.Y. TIMES, 12/22). THE IMPASSE: With less than 24 hours to go until the owners deadline to declare an impasse, the owners "were insisting the only thing holding up progress was a proposal from the union." Blue Jay Paul Molitor hinted the players may present a proposal today. "But he was quick to say he doubted the move would lead to any last-minute breakthrough" (Joseph Reaves, CHICAGO TRIBUNE, 12/22). Braves President Stan Kasten said owners are planning to implement a salary cap at 12:01am Friday: "This can't go on forever" (Baltimore SUN, 12/22). ESPN's Peter Gammons: "Each side is focusing on what is going to happen after implementation -- not focusing on a deal trying to prevent implementation" ("SportsCenter," 12/21). MLBPA Gen Counsel Gene Orza calls implementation "inevitable" (AP/Vancouver PROVINCE, 12/22). COMPLAINT DEPT.: The NLRB filed a 7-page complaint accusing the owners of unfair labor practices when they refused to make a $7.8M payment to the players' pension fund. A hearing before an administrative law judge in New York has been scheduled for March 14, 1995 (Peter Schmuck, Baltimore SUN, 12/22). Orza, noting that the MLBPA will file an NLRB complaint if the owners impose their cap: "Once the NLRB issues a complaint, it's out of the union's hands. It will then become The People vs. Major League Baseball" (N.Y. POST, 12/22). Kasten: "If I'm 0-2 in exhibition games, it doesn't bother me. If I'm 0-2 in complaints filed, it doesn't bother me, either" (BOSTON GLOBE, 12/22). THE EXEMPTION: ESPN's Bob Sirkin reported that a couple of the players met with soon-to-be House Speaker Newt Gingrich in Atlanta. Gingrich says that he has the support of Braves Owner Ted Turner in revoking MLB's antitrust exemption status. Sirkin: "The players have long said they would end their strike the moment the anti-trust exemption is lifted" ("SportsCenter," 12/21). Sports attorney and writer Lester Munson: "I don't really see how there can be a settlement now unless the owners have actually realized how appalling the idea of replacement players are in spring training. Maybe the owners are also beginning to worry about the new Congress because they have a good chance of losing their anti-trust exemption when this new Republican Congress comes in" ("Market Wrap," CNBC, 12/21).
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After a meeting of more than 200 members of the NHLPA, players emerged unanimous in their belief that there will be no deal unless the owners drop their luxury tax demand. IS THE TAX OFF THE TABLE? ESPN's Jimmy Roberts, noting reports that there have been discussions on a plan that does not include a tax: "It would be big news -- if it were true." NHLPA President Mike Gartner: "Everything that I've seen has a tax involved in it" ("SportsCenter," 12/21). Despite public denials from both sides, the reports of a no-tax plan continue this morning. But one league official confirmed to the N.Y. TIMES that such discussions "took place on a conceptual level without an official proposal being formulated." That official added that the league "remains willing to continue to discuss a settlement without a tax because the league thinks it is important 'not to draw a line in the sand and paint ourselves into corners'" (Joe Lapointe, N.Y. TIMES, 12/22). Another management source told the BOSTON GLOBE that a plan without a tax "would've been discussed in purely hypothetical terms and likely would've been broached by those 'most moderate.'" Bruins President & GM Harry Sinden called the reports "absolute and total fiction" (Nancy Marrapese, BOSTON GLOBE, 12/22). One NHL Governor puts odds of a deal at 50-50 and said NHL Commissioner Gary Bettman "has to come up with a proposal that does the same thing as a tax but can still be sold to a majority of the owners" (Dave Fuller, TORONTO SUN, 12/22). WHAT IF IT IS? Sources told the TORONTO STAR "that the possibility of a deal without a tax exists if the union will make other concessions that will provide an appropriate 'drag' on salaries. Those concessions, the source cautioned, would have to be significant enough that the league's board of governors wouldn't be fractured by the those hardline governors still in search of a tax" (Cox & Hunter, TORONTO STAR, 12/22). The CANADIAN PRESS' Alan Adams reports that the players "are willing to move on salary arbitration as a way of saving the season." But NHLPA attorney Bob Riley said the union wouldn't surrender arbitration completely. Riley: "When we speak about the importance of the needs of our middle class, we are obviously speaking of the need of salary arbitration" (OTTAWA CITIZEN, 12/22). NHLPA VP Ken Baumgartner: "We're prepared to negotiate but we're not willing to give away arbitration for a tax the owners never possessed but only asked for" (Gare Joyce, Toronto GLOBE & MAIL, 12/22). THE OLD BAIT-AND-SWITCH? In New York, Larry Brooks writes the only question facing Bettman and the owners is: "How one- sided a victory do they need to score over the players in order to open the '1995-95' season?" It was clear from the union's meeting that the players are "willing to concede, concede, concede on virtually every freedom and systems issue imaginable in order to avoid negotiating a tax" (N.Y. POST, 12/22). In Vancouver, Tony Gallagher asks, "Will [Bettman] try to grab just a little more early next week and then declare it enough and let the game proceed? Or, must he insist on the grand slam homer and take the game away?" (Vancouver PROVINCE, 12/22).


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Losing is rarely embarrassing in today's NFL, yet the Bears and Packers have a way of limping instead of marching into these confrontations. Both are finishing full speed backward. The likewise defenseless Cowboys are the only winning team the Bears and Packers have beaten since before Thanksgiving.


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He sat upon his horse in a little clearing, alone, as he said he would be. He was waiting for me to come, also alone, as I had promised.
I was hiding in the thick greenery of the forest. I had an arrow aside my ear, drawn tautly in my bow. It would be so easy. A loosening of my fingers and my arrow would speed straight for his heart and that problem would be at an end.
But he just waited patiently, surely knowing I was there.
And he had something draped over his horse, behind him. I greatly feared I knew what he had. I would need him alive for answers, and there would be plenty of time to kill him later.
I moved gently and slackened my bow; the arrow went back into the quiver and I slung the bow over my shoulder as I stepped out into the open to speak with the sheriff of Nottingham.
"Foxwell," I greeted him.
"Locksley." Perhaps he was just being polite, but he knew I no longer use that name. Now, I answer to what the peasants of Nottinghamshire call me: Robin Hood.
"You ask for a private meeting, and you bear a strange burden behind you," I said.
"My burden is about to become yours." His voice bore unusual sorrow. "And, for what they may be worth to you, my condolences accompany the burden." He dismounted. I walked over and helped him with the body. We laid it gently on the ground and I uncovered the face.
"God, no," I breathed. "Will Scarlet." My grief nearly overcame me. Foxwell had taken a step back and waited quietly. I covered dear Will's face again and hurled myself to my feet, my hand on my sword. As if in homage, all the world in my sight was colored in scarlet. "How did he die?" I demanded.
"I don't know. This is the second time this week a body wrapped thus has been laid at the jail's doorstep. The first was my deputy, Guy of Gisbourne."
"I had not heard," I told him. I was stunned. How had such news been kept quiet? Gisbourne's was an old and well-established family, known to all. Further, Foxwell was related to them. I struggled to do the right thing. "My condolences to you, then."
Foxwell nodded once, accepting.
"You will note … later … perhaps," he began, stumbling a bit in trying not to be ghoulish, "there are no marks on Scarlet's body. There were none on Gisbourne's, either, and their necks are not broken. A poison is the likely answer. I have no suspects. I am casting about for information, but none has come."
My vision began to clear, and my head with it. "Someone has struck at us both."
"So it would appear. But who? The general pattern is that those who side with me are your foes and vice versa. Who hates us both to strike at us through these men?"
"A worthy question," I said at length, "for which I have no ready answer."
"Nor I myself. But this business is just beginning," he said. "Another of my men, Randaulf, is missing."
"As is my troubadour, Alan-a-Dale," I said morosely.
"I fear I shall have to return him to you as I have done Scarlet."
"For which I thank you."
He dipped his head again in acknowledgment. His eyes showed only the briefest flash of surprise at my small courtesy.
He mounted his horse again and turned it to leave Sherwood Forest. "If I learn anything, I'll send the same boy to you with the message. You know him well enough and he could bring a message from you to me. Or send the friar." He paused. "I believe we have concerns larger than each other just now."
"We do," I agreed, and that forged a truce between us.
Foxwell rode back to town. I knelt and gathered my friend's body into my arms and walked deeper into the forest.
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Dear Will was not the first of us to die, and we had set a place apart in the forest as a burying ground. We took him there and laid him to rest. The good friar performed the sacred rites. Marian was unable to get away from town. I was grateful she was not there, for I feared her soft presence, both comforting and needing comfort, might well have unmanned me.
Another absence from the ceremony stabbed at us even through the curtain of grief. Alan would have played his lute and sung for his late friend. But Alan-a-Dale had not been seen in days, almost as long as Will had been missing, and as we bowed our heads at the grave of Will Scarlet we greatly feared a like gathering soon for Alan.
And so it came to pass that three days later a new grave was opened in Sherwood Forest, and Alan was buried – with his instrument – next to Will Scarlet. The lute had accompanied his lifeless body found on the stoop of Nottingham's jail. Foxwell brought him to me, just as he had Will. Marian was present for Alan's service, and I discovered that far from being distracting, our needs and strengths complimented one another's. I suppose I should have known.
Gisbourne's death had been made public, and a fine funeral was held for him in town; Tuck presided over that, as well. Word reached me that the sheriff's man Randaulf had also been deposited for his master to find. News of all the murders spread throughout Nottinghamshire, and neighbor eyed neighbor with suspicion.
* * *
I gave orders that no one leave our deep forest stronghold unless absolutely necessary, and then only in the company of two others, all to be well armed. Thus, when I met with the sheriff early in the new week, Little John and Much, the miller's son, came with me, though they remained at a distance and hidden as I spoke with Foxwell.
He was alone, and I openly admired his bravery.
"I can't very well bring guards to a meeting with an outlaw whom I do not intend to arrest," he said.
"Quite. Have your investigations been profitable?"
"No. I still do not know how these men died or why. But two apiece for each of us obviously intends to give us a message. You and I have both transgressed against someone powerful enough to make these men quietly disappear and die."
I shrugged. "I am outlaw. I transgress each time I eat venison and each time I return coinage to its rightful owner. You, though, are Prince John's own man. What grudge could he carry against you that he would nurse in such murderous fashion?"
"Grudges enough. We are not dear friends, the prince and I. Among other things, he occasionally accuses me of pocketing some of the tax collections."
I couldn't help myself. "And do you?"
"Of course. The shrievalty doesn't pay as well as you might think. That's no excuse for his accusations, though. Also, he may have discovered a deception I played on him."
Foxwell sighed. "He had it coming, the fool. A mere two weeks after my men collected a new tax – allegedly to support the king in his crusade – John ordered me to go out to collect yet again. Unlike him, I know there is only so much blood one can squeeze from a turnip. The people simply did not have the money. One evening, a few days after his command, I picked the lock on his treasury and took two bags of coins. I later presented those very bags to him as proof of my good work."
I laughed involuntarily. He smiled lazily and shrugged one shoulder in return. "Two guards now stand day and night outside the treasury door. It leads me to believe John has discovered a bookkeeping error of some sort. And then, of course, there is the little matter of you."
"Me?" I asked, knowing full well what the problem with me was.
"Prince John seems to feel that I should have had your neck in a noose long ago. Or an arrow through you while fleeing. Anything to end your depredations and your mockery of him. He is especially irritated about the two times you were in the jail and 'escaped' mere hours before you were to be hanged."
I didn't understand his odd emphasis on the word escaped. "Nottingham Jail is not the most difficult place to leave, if one is of a mind to," I boasted.
He stared at me for a long moment, and then his head tipped forward and he regarded me with slitted eyes. "Oh, dear God," he said at last.
Foxwell lowered himself to the ground and crossed both his legs and arms. I could not imagine why he had placed himself in such a vulnerable position, even given our truce. "You cannot be serious."
"Whatever do you mean?"
He continued to gaze at me as though I were something from beyond this world. Then he shook his head.
"Locksley, I must say it: You are awfully thick to be the leader of a band such as yours."
"I beg your pardon, Foxwell?"
"Yes, Nottingham Jail is a ridiculously easy place from which to escape. Because lock-picking tools are always left lying around in abundance for the convenience of the incarcerated. Because I always turn my back on a prisoner so that he may steal my own dagger from my belt and take me hostage to effect escape. Honestly, I thought you were never going to reach for my dagger; I was running out of things to say in the victory speech I was giving."
My vision began to swim a little.
"And there are never guards stationed outside the cell doors or along the route to the outside. Not in Nottingham Jail, there aren't."
I joined Foxwell on the ground. My face flushed with shame as I recalled the times I had regaled friends with my tales of clever and daring escape, evading the prince, the sheriff, and the noose. And deeper shame that I had not realized my exits had been arranged for me.
"Why?" was the only sound I could make.
Foxwell looked round at the treetops and stroked his beard for a time. He eventually leaned back on his elbows as if admiring the beautiful day.
"Locksley, if you were just an ordinary cutpurse or poacher, I would have had you on the gibbet and finished by now. You know that's so, because you've seen me do it to other men. You're different, though. Oh, you are a cutpurse and a poacher, true. But you were noble born. You don't seem to keep much of what you take from the purses, and there are plenty of deer in Sherwood Forest.
"You … you bring a balance to our little world. Every time Prince John pushes in one errant direction, you push back. So long as King Richard continues his meanderings in some land he thinks is holier than England, spilling blood and treasure like water, Nottinghamshire needs you to balance the scales when John goes too far. For that, you have to stay alive. So on the occasions when I've managed to capture you, I have also been obliged to secure your safe release."
I could scarcely grasp that my foe was also my redeemer. I tried to choke out an appropriate response, but Foxwell forestalled me.
"Now, for the love of God, don't thank me," he said, slicing a hand through the air. "I don't merit it. I am a selfish man, and everything I do, I do it for me. I skim a share from the taxes. I use my office and authority to suggest that beautiful young women would enjoy spending an evening with me. I steal from John and return it as fresh taxes because I don't want to see the peasantry in revolt. That would be as bad for my health as it would be for John's."
He sat upright. "And that latter point is why I ensure your freedom when you're imprisoned. So long as the people have a champion fighting on their behalf, they aren't taking up arms themselves. Your antics keep Nottinghamshire from being ankle deep in blood."
Foxwell was right about how thick I was. Just how big a step up I was from being a common scofflaw had come up for hard questioning. I needed to get back on solid ground.
"So it must be John who is striking at us through our men. I see only one course."
"Likewise, but it is impossible. Even for all he has done, I cannot countenance regicide. And do not bandy terms with me. For all intents and purposes John is king. Richard may forgive much when he returns and is given to understand all that has happened, but that act he could not and should not forgive. We cannot kill John."
I didn't know so much about that, but the look on the sheriff's face told me that I would not again escape the jail and the noose if I went so far. Not that that would stop me.
"Besides," he continued, "we do not know for certain that John is guilty."
"Who else has the power and ability?" I demanded to know. "Who else have we both angered?
"Questions we must answer, for certain. John is the obvious culprit. It may be him, and I'm not saying it isn't. But… it's too involved for John. Our prince is not a man of great stratagems and delicate maneuverings."
"Someone might have proposed the plan to him."
"Yes, knowing that our losses would gnaw at us and drive us half mad. Yet it's a long, drawn-out affair, and John hasn't the patience. If he wanted to strike at us both, he would wait until I once again caught you and would then have us both strung up before another hour passed."
Foxwell made fair points. Not conclusive, but fair. But who could that mean, if not Prince John?
The sheriff rose from the earth and brushed off his backside. "I must be on my way. These detours into the forest will not go unnoticed if I tarry too long. Kindly convey my greetings to John Little, over there. I don't see anyone else who may have accompanied you, but he stands out."
I smiled. "If Little John is seen, it is because he wishes to be seen."
Foxwell looked down at me from his horse. "He might live longer if he remains hidden."
* * *
I sat near a small fire with Little John, Friar Tuck, Much, and a few others and told them most of what Foxwell and I had said to each other. I left out the part about how the sheriff had more than once arranged for my freedom from his jail.
"If not Prince John, then whom?" Much pondered quietly. Foxwell's reasoning about John had taken root in our thoughts.
"Someone of a noble house," Tuck said. "Someone who stands to lose at the hands of both Robin and the sheriff." He stared into the fire as if searching it for an answer. Tuck was the wisest of us, and we held our peace to give him time to think.
He spoke again after some time, his gaze still locked on the burning branches.
"Their bodies bore no marks of violence. They were not roughly abducted. They went of their own volition with whomever slew them. It must be someone known to us and to Foxwell's men, someone all would trust without hesitation."
"Who could that be?" John asked.
There was no answer from our little group, and we eventually took ourselves to bed. Friar Tuck returned in the dark to his church, assuring us that the Lord would protect him.
I lay on my pile of leaves under a great oak tree, wishing. Wishing two of my friends weren't dead. Wishing Foxwell hadn't so properly savaged my intellect. Wishing Friar Tuck could have come up with a likely suspect. Wishing King Richard had remained in England in the first damned place so that my men and I weren't living like forest rats and that the peasantry weren't being crushed under Prince John's heel. Wishing sleep would overcome my whirling mind and give me peace for just a few hours.
"John," I whispered. "Are you awake?"
"Yes," my huge friend replied. His own pile of leaves was next to mine.
"John, have you ever thought of giving up on all this? Just leaving and finding some place that's peaceful and starting over?"
"And where in the world would that be?"
"No idea."
"Well, there's the rub, then, isn't it? But you're not actually thinking of leaving. So what's really on your mind?"
"I don't know that I'm the right man to lead our group anymore. I've lost two of our finest to an unknown assassin." I hesitated for a moment. "And Foxwell told me an unpleasant truth earlier." I briefly recounted my humiliating conversation with the sheriff.
John took all that in. "Well, I'll be damned," he said at length. "That's…. Hm. Well, maybe not so surprising, after all."
"What do you mean by that?"
"It's late. We should try to get some sleep."
I reached over and gave his shoulder a firm shove. "No. What did you mean by that?"
John sighed. "Robin, you're my leader and my best friend. You've done a fine job with our merry little band. Think of all the money you've returned to people who desperately needed it. Think of the lives you've saved by hiding men here who are wanted on false charges. But…"
" 'But'?"
"For a person who was raised in the nobility –"
"Minor nobility, please."
"As you will. For a person who was raised in the minor nobility, who had an actual book education, you…" He groaned. "Are you really going to make me say it?"
"I am." Because I'm an idiot.
"Did I mention that you're my best friend?"
"Out with it!"
He sighed once more. "For all the advantages you've had, you don't really use them. You're not a thinker, Robin. You don't plan much for later. You do things on impulse, like most of us do, and usually it turns out just fine. But it occasionally lands you next to a noose, and the sheriff, of all people, has to save you.
"I know you've got a good brain, but you don't use it. It's just not your thing. Maybe because you're trying to put the minor nobility and its benefits behind you. Maybe because you're busy righting wrongs, and that takes up a lot of your time, so you don't think in greater ways."
Little John doesn't talk a lot. Until he does.
He sat up and looked directly at me.
"You know, Robin? I'm glad we're talking about this. I've wanted to say this for some weeks, now. You are a good leader. We've accomplished things no one else has. But you could be a better leader if you'd use that good learning you were given. We all treat Tuck like the smartest one around here just because he knows the scriptures. Because he treats our wounds and illnesses with his poultices and potions and leeches and such. But you could be the smarter man if you'd just do it. And frankly, Robin, we need you to use your brain as much as your bow."
I pondered that for a bit. "Anything else?"
"Yes. You always wear your hat at that rakish angle. Marian might like it, but sometimes you could just put your damn hat on straight and be done with it."
"Good. Now let's go to sleep." He lay down again, turned onto his side, away from me, and said no more that night. But his words, like Foxwell's, echoed in my ears until exhaustion gave me release from the world's cares.
* * *
In the morning, I went to breakfast, my hat squarely on my head. Little John said not a word about it, but there was laughter in his eyes. I gave him a dark look, and that brought forth a small chuckle from him. Best friends.
I later took myself away from the crowd. I needed peace. It sometimes amazed me just how many men – indeed, how many families – lived in the forest. All under my lordship of their own free will. Despite our losses, they trusted me.
This was far more than I could own. The varying condemnations I'd heard of myself the previous day had shaken my confidence. Little John, though, had been kind enough to show me the way back.
I wandered away, breaking my own order about not being alone. I would occasionally feel eyes on me, though, and I knew that some of my men were following me discreetly. So long as they remained out of sight, that was fine.
I walked until I came to the River Idle. I sat down at its bank and stared into it, watching the water flow by.
I had become a man of action because swift action had been needed to deal with Prince John and the sheriff and those associated with them. In my youth, though, I had been taught to read, and I read about men who thought their way through the thorny thickets of the mind, reaching insights that action would never have provided.
So I sat quietly by the river, letting the current lull me into a meditative state. I gently brought each part of my problem into my consciousness, thinking about each slain man at a time, thinking about Foxwell and Prince John and myself, and about how this web had been woven and what its shape might be.
The river flowed on its path to the sea. Thoughts flowed in my mind as I gradually rediscovered forgotten lessons and abilities. As the sun began to set behind the trees, I had my heartbreaking answer. I put my head in my hands and wept quietly for some moments.
Then I rose. My watchers continued to keep a respectful distance as I led them back to the main camp.
* * *
In the morning, I dispatched three men on a simple mission. They were to go to the home of the boy Foxwell had sent to summon me when he brought Will Scarlet's body. Now I would summon Foxwell.
I ate but a small breakfast and nothing for the midday meal. A glutinous mixture of anger and dread filled my stomach, leaving no room for hunger.
Little John came to me, and the two of us set out, disguised as peasants. Much called to me: "Should I not come along? Your orders, Robin."
"Have no fear, Much. The two of us will be sufficient for this task." I turned from him a bit sharply and walked on. I think Little John may have shrugged at Much before coming apace with me, but I am not certain.
After a time, John asked, "So what task are the two of us sufficient for?"
"We're going to confront the murderer and place him in the sheriff's hands for justice."
John pondered that, and doubtless much else, in blessed silence.
We strolled into and through Nottingham unrecognized. We soon found ourselves at the door of the church Friar Tuck served.
"We're meeting the sheriff here?" John asked in a whisper. I only nodded in reply.
We entered and walked down the aisle. A handful of pews short of being in front of the altar, we stopped, crossed ourselves, and sat down. I went on my knees immediately and prayed more earnestly than ever I had. John knelt by my side; he finished his prayers far sooner than I and sat in the pew.
When I had done, I sat next to John, who nudged me. I looked across the aisle and saw Foxwell crossing himself as he finished praying. He raised an eyebrow at me, but I sat back in the pew and waited. This time, I know Little John shrugged at Foxwell because I could feel it.
The church was silent. The sounds of life in Nottingham outside could barely be discerned.
Minutes passed, and I heard a gentle clearing of a throat. I looked over at Foxwell, who raised both eyebrows at me in question. I held out a hand, palm down, gesturing him to be patient. John shrugged again. A great one for shrugging, is Little John. It saves him many words.
A door opened, and Friar Tuck entered the sanctuary. He seemed startled to see the three of us sitting peacefully there.
"Mass is not for a few hours yet, but you are certainly welcome here to pray," he said.
Something clawed at my stomach from the inside, and I tried to ignore it.
"We are here to see you, Friar Tuck."
"Oh. What can I do for you?"
"You can tell us why." My voice was soft, but I could feel my eyes burning into his.
Tuck held my eyes for a moment, then he sagged.
"Guy of Gisbourne was the first. Why did you kill him, Tuck?"
Both Little John and Foxwell shot upward from the pews, but I remained seated.
"It… was an accident," Tuck said.
"You?" Foxwell shouted.
"An accident," I repeated. "And were the other three men also accidentally poisoned?"
"Gisbourne came to me in my study," Tuck said. "He said he had a new plan for capturing you, Robin, and wanted information from me about your habits. He said we could talk here or in the torture room in the jail.
"I opted to talk here, and suggested we be civil about it. I poured us each some wine at a little table behind his back. He could not see that I put an additional liquid in his cup. I meant merely to sicken him, to give you time to prepare for his stratagem. But I had either used too much or he was particularly susceptible to it. He was dead within minutes."
"And then?" Foxwell asked.
"I hid his body. I was frantic. I had just killed Guy of Gisbourne, a notable man in his own right and your deputy. I feared for Robin and the others in the forest. It might well look as though it was their fault. And were I discovered, my connection to Robin would arouse the same suspicion."
Tuck drew an unsteady breath.
"I knew that balance had to be maintained. I had to remove Robin from your mind. Since your deputy had been murdered … to preserve the peace, one of Robin's men had to die."
Tuck continued his grisly tale, of how Will Scarlet came to him on an errand, and Tuck took that opportunity to balance the scales. But then Randaulf confronted Tuck, saying the church was the last place he knew Gisbourne to have been. Thus Randaulf was killed. That, in Tuck's mind, meant another of my men had to be sacrificed, and that thought sealed Alan-a-Dale's fate when he came looking for Will.
Tuck put his face in his hands and said no more. None of us said anything until Foxwell muttered, "Balance," reminding me of our conversation in the forest. I was the balance to Prince John. Tuck had maintained that balance in his own fashion.
Foxwell walked up to Tuck and shackled his hands. "Friar Tuck, I arrest you for breaking the king's peace by your murder of four men. You are condemned out of your own mouth. Come the morrow, you will be hanged by the neck until dead." He turned to look at Little John and myself. "I do not believe you should expect to be rescued."
"Robin, Little John," Tuck said tearfully, "I'm so sorry. I was trying to protect you. I was – "
"Shut up." I turned my face from his and looked on him no more. I gazed on the likeness of the Blessed Mother and tried to draw strength from her. Foxwell led Tuck from the church.
Long moments later, I felt a gentle hand on my shoulder.
"Let's go home, Robin."
I dragged my unwilling bones upright. We reverenced the altar and began the weary walk back to Sherwood Forest. I would have to gather my people and tell them the sickening story. Tell them that the gentle friar we all loved had betrayed us to an unimaginable degree. Tell them that I had given that friar over to the sheriff of Nottingham for hanging.
And we would all have to learn to balance our memories of the good friar with our new knowledge of the calculating murderer.
* * *
The forest seemed restless that night, but it was we who were restless. When dawn trickled through the trees, we regarded each other with knowing looks that none of us had truly rested.
Our camp was as silent as that many people milling around can be. Conversations were quiet and brief. We all kept a watch on the sun's progress, waiting for high noon to arrive. That hour would see Friar Tuck executed for his crimes.
The hour came and went, and we went on about the things that had to be done as a matter of course. Little John took an axe and went deeper into the forest where a tree had recently fallen. His stated goal was to make firewood of it, but he truly just wanted to transfer as much of his inner torment as he could to the dead tree. I sat and made arrows.
A shadow fell over me, and I looked up. Marian stood there. I hastened to stand and looked into her eyes. They showed the same hurt and anger and confusion as did everyone else's. We took each other in our arms and stood a long time like that, saying nothing.
* * *
It was over, and we slept that night. Shortly after the midday meal, a notion occurred to me, and I went alone to the little clearing.
Indeed, Foxwell was there, sitting on the ground near his horse.
I huffed a little.
"Very well: 'Robin Hood.'"
"Thank you, Sheriff."
I sat near him.
"Now what?" I asked him.
"Now I need to send word to the bishop that Nottingham church needs a new friar. It will interest you to know that Prince John was shocked into silence when I told him of Tuck's confession. I'd never seen that before."
"A worthy sight," I agreed.
"I was hoping you would come," he said. "I wanted one more conversation before our truce ends."
"What shall we discuss?"
"How you knew it was Tuck."
"Tuck himself said it: it had to be someone all the men knew and would go to without fear. It had to be someone who could concoct an unusual poison. Tuck often treated our sick with potions of his own devising. And it had to be someone who could walk from one side of Nottinghamshire to the other and back without the slightest suspicion. Only one man fit those conditions. Also… he said it had to be someone from a noble house. What house is more noble than the house of the Lord?"
Foxwell pondered my analysis.
"That's good thinking. Perhaps you aren't as stupid as I have thought you to be. That could change things in our little game."
I smiled weakly. "Mayhap. But in my thinking, I have considered one final task we could work on together."
"Name it."
"Let us together write a letter to King Richard. Let us both tell him – sheriff and outlaw – how his brother abuses the power of the crown. How he abuses the good people of this land. Let us plead that he returns to his rightful and proper place here in England."
Foxwell considered my words.
"Agreed. It may do no good; he is fairly wedded to the crusade. We should try, though. Our voices together may catch his attention and rekindle his interest in his kingdom."
"You could see that it gets to him, could you not?"
"I can. Let us meet a week from today, but at night. I'll find a place where we can work undisturbed and send the boy to tell you."
We rose and he mounted his fine horse.
"So our truce is still on, then?"
"I, for one, would like to pass a quiet week. Let us get the letter written before we again go chasing one another about."
Foxwell laughed. "I look forward to all those things." He turned his horse and rode away.
I headed back to my people. And to distract myself from the recent misfortunes, I began to consider how to secret a lock pick on my person.
Just in case.


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Robert Seger, 72, was a New Milford farmer
Published 1:00 am, Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Mr. Seger was born Oct. 3, 1936, in Sharon, son of the late Clinton and
Katherene Wheeler Seger
. He lived in the New Milford area his entire life.
He was a self-employed dairy farmer for more than 50 years. He worked for several years as a groundkeeper at Canterbury School in New Milford until his retirement in 2002.
Mr. Seger is survived by three brothers, Kenneth Seger and Ronald Seger, both of New Milford and Dennis Seger of Pinellas Park, Fla.; two sisters, Susan Hogan of Big Lake, Minn. and Doris Reimer of New Milford; and several nieces and nephews. He was predeceased by three brothers, Clinton Seger Jr., Joseph Seger and John (Jack) Seger.
A funeral service will be held today (Friday) at 11 a.m. in the Lillis Funeral Home , 58 Bridge St., New Milford. Burial will follow at the Good Hill Cemetery, Kent.
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Here is the new film from cult Polish director Andrzej Żuławski, which sadly will also be his last. His many fans have had to wait 15 years for the curious riddle that is Cosmos – his previous effort was Fidelity, in 2000 – and I'm sure many will find much to like in it.
The plot, in as much as there is one, is based on the novel Kosmos by Witold Gombrowicz, and concerns two young men, Witold (Jonathan Genet) and Fuchs (Johan Libéreau), who take a vacation in a country house in order to temporarily get away from their lives, and where they soon begin to notice some alarming oddities. The film begins with Witold discovering the corpse of a sparrow strung up from a pipe, which is a thing he cannot fully grasp. Who would do such a thing, and why? And how does it relate to the events in the house?
Witold becomes obsessed with the idea of how everything relates to everything else, driven to distraction by the possibility that the answer may simply be that it's all random. He's recently failed a law exam and disappointed his father, and is attempting to pen a novel about his experiences, which becomes increasingly tied to the heightened reactions he has on his vacation. Witold and Fuchs share some amusing dialogue – in which Witold tries to explain literature to Fuchs, who resolutely isn't interested – while the proprietors of the house in which they're staying (Sabine Azéma and Jean François-Balmer) indulge in their own bizarre, hysterical routines. The rest of the occupants of the house drift in and out, and include Clémentine Pons as a maid with a disfigured upper lip and Victória Guerra as Lena, both of whom inspire a sort of madness in Witold. At times this is driven by repressed sexual urges, but at others seems to come from his inability to fully comprehend anything he's experiencing.
As an audience, we are sucked into Witold's increasing instability by Zulawski's determination to keep the film's ideas at arm's length. This is a film to be appreciated for its tone and performance, rather than a strict plot or narrative arcs. I have to say that I often found the film's quirks frustrating, and that at times I felt it indulged in anarchism without a great deal of result. I appreciated its madness (and indeed the intensity of Genet's unhinged central performance), but at others felt I was being held at a distance by its unusual visual and dialogue choices.
While, as a whole, the film did not entirely work for me, there were elements to enjoy: in particular a sequence in some woods in the final act, in which the visuals and music came together with the purposefully eccentric script to produce some memorable moments; and some of Zulawski's interesti ng camera work and visuals. There are ideas aplenty in Cosmos, many of which are compelling, but there is a lack of insight or resolution to most of it that feels frustrating.


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In 2002 Mike Cote was drafted in as CEO of SecureWorks by investors to bring it back from the brink. The company which had raised about $20 million in venture capital was hemorrhaging cash.
"We had about $80,000 a month in revenue and we were burning about a million dollars in cash, so we had about nine million dollars or nine months of cash left," says Cote.
Cote started with the difficult job of cutting the 75 person team in half. From there he changed the business model, aligning it with a security services model for enterprise clients and grew it to about $130 million in revenue and 700 people before he sold the firm to Dell February 2011.
It wasn't Cote's first rodeo by any stretch - before joining SecureWorks, Cote negotiated the sale of three companies as well as the acquisition of 43 businesses.
Three years after the sale to Dell, 92% of the original management team still work at SecureWorks and the company continues to operate independently. "Michael Dell told me, I want you to be an entrepreneur – do what you did before, except you're going to have one board member and one shareholder and that's me," says Cote. Today they're growing 35-40% year over year, with 1600 employees.
"If you're going to sell a company I think it's important to understand what the buyer is buying," says Cote. "Are they buying a product, are they buying a customer list, are they buying the people – what is it that they're looking for? In our case they were looking to buy the company, they wanted the people and management to continue in place doing what they'd done before."
Because of that, Cote says making sure Dell was a good cultural fit was paramount. "Dell is 100,000 people. If you read the Dell culture book, and we created our own as well because we had multiple offices, the words are somewhat different but the underlying themes were the same," he says.
From there Cote spent as much time as possible figuring out exactly what's was going to happen to the company afterwards to minimize shocks and surprises.
"Because I'd done this before I spent a lot of time with the management team going through what was going to happen and what was going to change. Dell did a phenomenal job in basically protecting us from the 100,000 best friends we just picked up when we became part of the Dell family so we could absorb it over time at a pace where we could operate in that world," he says.
"We as a management team sat down and talked this through – do we want to stay with the acquirer afterwards? How long do we want to do this?"
What made them stick around? "An integration executive who was 100% dedicated to working with me and sitting side by side with me," says Cote. "So that individual became the person who was a longtime Dell employee who knew how to navigate Dell so that all of my management team could go to him and say should we do this? Is this a waste of our time? How do we make sure all of this works?"
For now SecureWorks has its hands full as security threats continue to multiply exponentially. "We protect our clients, which are businesses from the bad guys on the internet," says Cote. "Across 3800 clients we see about 80 billion events a day. Our systems handle most of it but our analysts will look at about 2500-3500 a day of issues. At the top that big number doubles every six to ten months, that's how bad it's continuing to get," he says.


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DUNDEE youngster Scott Fowlie insists Keith remain in the title mix despite sitting 11th in the table and 19 points off top spot.
The on-loan 18-year-old believes his team can capitalise on their five games in hand as others show signs of cracking.
Forres Mechanics crashed 3-2 away to Wick Academy, while Keith held Cove 2-2 at Allan Park. Fowlie said: "I wouldn't write us off. With Forres losing we feel we're still in the mix for the League title."
At Wick, goals from David Allan and a double from Sam Mackay gave the home side their win against Forres.
Third-place Buckie drew 2-2 against lowly Strathspey, while a Graham Johnston hat-trick saw Fraserburgh thump Turriff United 5-1. Formartine won 3-0 against Huntly and Nicky Gordon hit the only goal for Inverurie at Deveronvale. Elsewhere, Lossiemouth won 2-0 at Brora.


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Seattle police officers have arrested two juveniles caught breaking into a home in Rainier Beach.
Police say the officers responded Tuesday morning to a call of a burglary in progress. A caller reported seeing a male climbing into a window of a neighbor's house, then letting a second suspect in through a door.
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Pigeon girl headed to nationals
Published 8:00 pm, Tuesday, September 28, 2004
At the state pageant Kaela also received a ribbon for the photogenic competition, a ribbon for casual wear modeling, a plaque for photogenic completion, spirit of America Trophy, Michigan State finalist trophy, trophy for 1st runner up in ticket sales, official National American Miss button and ribbon for recommendations, and official National American Miss pen for community work.
The National American Miss Pageant is dedicated to celebrating America's greatness and encouraging its future leaders. Each year, the pageant awards thousands on scholarships and prizes to recognize and assist the development of young women nationwide. All activities are age-appropriate and family-oriented. A pageant is conducted in each state for girls 4 to 18 in five different age divisions.
According to a press release, the pageant program is based on "inner beauty, as well as poise, presentation, and offers an 'All-American Spirit' of fun for family and friends." Emphasis is placed on the importance of gaining self-confidence, learning new skills, learning good attitudes about competition, and setting and achieving personal goals. The pageant seeks to recognize the accomplishments of each girl while encouraging her to set goals for the future.
Kaela's activities include 2003-2004 dance classes at Sherrie's Dance Studio in Pigeon; Huron Community Fair 2003 open class rabbit show, taking first, third and fourth ; 2003 Christmas program at Berne Lutheran Church; Sunday School at Berne Lutheran Church; and 2004 National American Miss Michigan Princess state finalist.
Areas that Kaela competed in at the state pageant were Photogenic, Casual Wear Modeling, Most Promising Model, Art Contest, Best "Thank You" Note, Best Resume, Miss Spirit, Miss Personality, One-on-One Interview, Community Involvement, State Cover Girl, Production Number, Advertising, Portfolio Award, and Spirit of America.
Things that Kaela enjoys doing include dancing, singing, coloring, swimming, playing dress up, meeting new people, going to the park, playing with her little brother, being in the spotlight, and dreaming of her name in big lights one day.
At the nationals in Anaheim, Calif., Kaela plans to compete in the following categories: National All-American Miss, National Cover Girl, National American Miss Photogenic, National American Miss Casual Wear, National American Miss Spokesmodel, National American Miss Actress, Most Promising Model, National Scrapbook, Art Contest, Best "Thank You" Note, Best Resume, Miss Spirit, Miss Personality, Most Ticket Sales, Formal Wear, Personal Introduction, Interview (one on one), Community Involvement, Portfolio Award, and National Spirit of America.
While at the national pageant Kaela will attend a National Actress workshop where Bob Luke will be teaching. Luke has worked with clients such as Sarah Michelle Gellar, from Buffy the Vampire Slayer; Zachary Ty Bryon, from Home Improvement; Ron Howard Productions, and many more. He has worked as an acting coach on the sets of the Cosby Show, Stuart Little and Ransom. Kaela won a day at Disneyland where she will be going to a character picnic. Kaela also won a tour of Hollywood which includes Mann's Chinese Theater, Beverly Hills, Rodeo Drive, Music Center, Marina del Rey and Venice Beach, just to name a few.


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Happy Haunting
It's one of my favorite days of the year.
We pulled off costumes with MUCH less effort than in years past. Yeah! No sewing until 1:00 AM on Halloween's Eve. Lots of hot glue and lots done by my kids.
But the costumes still turned out wonderfully… and cheaply thanks to recycled dance clothes, used sheets and granddad's old military uniform.
Emma's mummy costume required the only scant sewing that needed to be done. She was able to do some of the sewing on the machine herself… which was fun for her and nice for me.
My son's 5th Grade (and the 6th Grade too) hosts a wax museum every Halloween, which means his costume needed to be a notable American. He chose Major Richard D. Winters of Band of Brothers fame and a hero of World War II.
My son loves World War II history just like I do. As part of the Wax Museum, Ben wrote a report about Winters. Each student answers questions about his/her character when the other students and parents wander through the museum.
Next year for 6th grade he'll choose an international historic person for his costume for the wax museum… maybe Einstein, Leonardo Da Vinci, or Sir Isaac Newton? Knowing my son, it'll be another soldier- Genghis Khan or Richard II here we come.
I hope your Halloween is deliciously scary and fun.
Happy Haunting!
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Great Costumes!
And Happy Haunting to you too :)
Your kids look adorable! Your mummy turned out great- It's nice having costumes done early huh! We got ours done a week or two ago.
Hope you had a great trip!


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At 19, I learned that accepting my brown skin and unapologetically declaring my blackness made others uncomfortable. They viewed it as a threat. They viewed me as a threat.
I worked as a restaurant hostess and, at the time, I pretty much solely introduced myself as Val (not Valery). There was another Val who also worked at Ruby Tuesdays as a hostess. She was white, blonde haired, blue eyed. I am black, brown haired, brown eyed. We were both tall. I did not have locs at the time, in fact, my hair was relaxed straight. Her hair was straight too, but I'm pretty sure it was natural. Either way, the most immediately noticeable difference between us was our skin color and, by extension, our race.
Shifts get swapped a lot in restaurants. It's pretty much constant. If you're not looking to trade or give up a shift, then someone is either looking to trade or get you to pick up one of theirs. It was against that backdrop that someone first referred to me as Black Val. The conversation went something like
Person A: Can you work Saturday for me?
Person B: Sorry, I'm closing. Val might do it though.
Person A: Yeah, she doesn't want to work a double either.
Person B: No, I meant Black Val. She's never scheduled on Saturdays.
Surprisingly, this is not a story about default whiteness. The other Val became White Val. If there was a major height difference, we probably would have been Tall Val and Short Val, but there wasn't, so the next best descriptor was the other easily viewable difference between us.
I never heard it used derogatorily. It didn't bother me at all. It didn't bother White Val either (I checked). It made perfect sense as a differentiator.
But there was a number of employees, all white, who were uncomfortable with it. Intensely so. They acted like remarking on my skin color was innately rude, that it was an insult. Their conversations with me insisted I prioritize their comfort and minimize my blackness. They wanted me to come up with some other descriptive phrase to use as a distinction. (In frustration with my complete lack of "cooperation", one person proposed that White Val would get to be Nice Val and I would be [female dog] Val. I told her she could call me what she wanted and I'd be happy to inform management of my name change. I didn't hear that one again.)
They couldn't comprehend how skin color could be a neutral descriptor.
I didn't know how to combat that viewpoint so it led to like a year and a half of me emphatically insisting that people refer to me as Black Val whenever they described me. Cut me some slack. I was young.
But 15 years later, I would want to say this:
I love my skin. I love my hair, my eyes, my shape, my height. It's my body, my skin — the one that God chose to give me and I refuse to let you erase it.
Because that's what you're doing when you reach past my skin color, wildly grasping for anything else to describe my physical appearance, desperately searching for something to let you avoid the unavoidable reality of my brown skin. You're trying to erase me. I won't let you.
You want to mention my looks, but you refuse to say that they are wrapped in blackness? You don't get to slice and dice me into the parts that you are comfortable with and bin the rest. I am a person not a commodity. I am not packaged for your convenience.
And the very fact that you can mention my hair color and my eye color but be stressed by the thought of mentioning my skin color should be an indicator that yes, there is a problem here.
But it's not with me.


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Call Of Duty 4 Single-Player: 5-6 Hours?
It's a known fact that multiplayer is shaping up to be the wave of the future, but as a consequence, some say the single-player aspect of video games is starting to suffer. After all, this is traditionally a single-player hobby, but with each new era, there's definitely a heavier emphasis on multiplayer, both split-screen (party style) and online. This is often more evident in the most popular online multiplayer genre: FPS.
And it seems another high-profile title may clock in at what many will call a sub-par length. Call of Duty 4: Modern Warfare is looking great, and the latest OXM saw fit to give it a 10/10, but they also said the single-player campaign was only about 5-6 hours long. Among the highlighted points in the review, they talked about the "tremendous battle scale," "brilliantly judged pace changes," and something about "helicopter bonanza!" On the other hand, they said it's "dense but very short"...yeah, 5-6 hours long is pretty damn short.
However, many great games aren't very long - Heavenly Sword doesn't take much longer than 6-8 hours and even Gears of War wasn't much past 10 hours - but 5 or 6 hours seems a bit extreme. Clearly, this game will be all about the multiplayer, but is that enough to entice consumers to fork over the full price of admission? Guess we'll have to wait and see...
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Finally Sold!
I guess this is not sold anymore. Online shipping quotes seem high, but I do refund shipping costs if they turn out to be less. And yes I do ship overseas.
This is SOLD.
Just like the title says.
If anyone just wants the talon fighter and point dread, I'll gladly buy your Teela figure off you. Hit me up.
I need a grayskull and a set of hoverbots. Don't have much to trade unless you'd like some New Glarus beer. But I do have cash.
Title says it all. Looking to trade my arrow if possible, otherwise, I'll sell for my cost plus shipping.
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I bought one over the weekend.
Title says it all. Hit me up if you have one to sell.
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Got one. thanks.
still looking to sell this.
I'm looking to sell my sub Procrustus once it arrives.
I'll sell it for $35 plus shipping.
Let me know if you're interested.
looks like this is sold.
Up for sale is my subscription Griffen. Looking to move it quickly.
$25 plus shipping...sent as a gift. $28 plus shipping sent regularly. shipped however you want it.
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Title says it all. message me if you have one for sale.
I ordered Glenn and Stay Puft. They shipped out the 5th. I recieved them today(12th). I'm in Wisconsin. The package didn't start moving the the 8th though. And apparently, usps went back in time...
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Egon with slimer is sold.
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Waste of resources is a mortal sin at IKEA.
To do business with a clear conscience is an attitude that pays. We have to find more time for ourselves and to regain respect for the environment in which we live.
Only those who are asleep make no mistakes.
There are few people who have made so many fiascos in my life as I have.
This is part of my life I bitterly regret. After a couple of meetings in pure Nazi style, I quit.
Now I have told all I can. Can one ever get forgiveness for such stupidity?
That was the biggest blunder Ive made in my entire life, and I regret it deeply.
I have said sorry, many times, but it has left an indelible mark on my conscience that continually haunts me and perhaps its best this way.
I know that, if need be, there are those who correct my mistakes. If you only knew how many of them Ive made, mistakes.
IKEA is not completely perfect. It irritates me to death to hear it said that IKEA is the best company in the world. We are going the right way to becoming it, for sure, but we are not there yet.
Now, by jimmy, Im going to start a new life.
It is our duty to expand. Those who cannot or will not join us are to be pitied A glorious future!
Time is your most important resource. You can do so much in ten minutes. Ten minutes, once gone, are gone for good.
Ten minutes are not just one-sixth of your hourly pay. Ten minutes are a piece of yourself. Divide your life into ten-minute units and sacrifice as few of them as possible in meaningless activity.
Most things still remain to be done.
Simplicity and common sense should characterize planning and strategic direction.
We discuss too much, for example. And, in doing so, we lose touch with reality. We have fantastic people who work for us, but even managers are incapable of making even the smallest decisions. Its the directors who are Ikeas big problem.
I'm not afraid of turning 80 and I have lots of things to do. I don't have time for dying.
Do you know what was the happiest moment of my life? Last year, when the doctor who operated on my cancer told me that the operation had gone well. It left me dancing with joy. Since then I have felt young.
The feeling of having finished something is an effective sleeping pill. A person who retires feeling that he has done his bit will quickly wither away. A company that feels it has reached its goal will quickly stagnate and lose its vitality.
The temples of design in places like Milan or God knows where overflow with beautiful, original furniture that costs extortionate amounts of money. The vast majority of people dont have six figure amounts in the bank and dont live in enormous apartments it is for just such people that I created Ikea. For everybody who wants a comfortable house in which to live well. A need that crosses all countries, races and religions.
To design a desk which may cost $1,000 is easy for a furniture designer, but to design a functional and good desk which shall cost $50 can only be done by the very best.
What is good for our customers is also, in the long run, good for us.
The objective must be to encompass the total home environment; that is, to offer furnishings and fittings for every part of the home whether indoors or outdoors. It must reflect our way of thinking by being as simple and straightforward as we are ourselves. It must be durable and easy to live with. It must reflect an easier, more natural and unconstrained way of life.
The IKEA spirit is a strong and living reality. Simplicity in our behaviour gives us strength. Simplicity and humbleness characterize us in our relations with each other, with our suppliers, and with our customers.
If there is such a thing as good leadership, it is to give a good example. I have to do so for all the Ikea employees.
IKEA people do not drive flashy cars or stay at luxury hotels.
How the hell can I ask people who work for me to travel cheaply if I am traveling in luxury? Its a question of good leadership.
I could regularly travel first class, but having money in abundance doesnt seem like a good reason to waste it. Why should I choose first class? To be offered a glass of champagne from the air hostess? If it helped me arrive at my destination more quickly, then maybe.
I could have an office all to myself, but since my collaborators dont have one, then I too am content to have a desk in the shared room.
It is better to be a bit stingy than throw money out of the window.
Im a bit tight with money, but so what? I look at the money Im about to spend on myself and ask myself if IKEAs customers can afford it.
If you want to maximize results, its not enough to simply preach you have to set a good example. I am very proud to follow the rules of our company.
Everything we earn we need as a reserve. We have to still develop the Ikea group. We need many billions of Swiss francs to take on China or Russia.
What else could I do at my age? Grow tomatoes in an allotment behind the house? I dont know how to do anything apart from sell furniture. I am your classic, specialized idiot.
The word impossible has been and must remain deleted from our dictionary.
Simple routines have a greater impact. It is not just to cut costs that we avoid luxury hotels. We do not need fancy cars, posh titles, tailor-made uniforms, or other status symbols. We rely on our own strength and our own will!
Happiness is not reaching your goal. Happiness is being on the way. It is our wonderful fate to be just at the beginning.
Making mistakes is the privilege of the active. It is always the mediocre people who are negative, who spend their time proving that they were not wrong.
I dont think any of my sons are capable of running the company, at least not yet.


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Between Hunter S. Thompson and
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At work, Ben gets entangled in a strange and humiliating coffee debacle that
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The voice in Shenanigans! is muscular, rhythmic, and full of whizz-bang
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A man suffered from the effects of smoke inhalation after a house fire in Rochdale on Wednesday.
Fire crews were called to the home on Heywood Road in the Castleton at about 3.40pm, after a fire broke out in the kitchen.
Red Watch firefighters from Rochdale Fire Station went to the detached house, where they found heavy smoke logging on the first floor and a man suffering from the effects of smoke.
The man was alerted to the fire because he had a working smoke alarm, which had been fitted by the fire service.
Watch Manager Tom Hague said: "The fire was out when we arrived but had started accidentally when the cooker had been switched on with a box of laundry on top.
"A 27-year-old man was suffering from the effects of smoke and given oxygen by a trauma technician, before an ambulance took him to hospital.
"This incident shows how important it is to have a working smoke alarm."
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The Apple Siri servers for the iPhone 4S have gone down, meaning that at the time of writing he/she is refusing to give any answers. The apologetic assistant is unable to do anything at present, including checking appointments, searching the web or making alarms.
A Twitter search reveals that the Siri network is down in swathes of Europe, as well as South Korea. Apple, obviously preparing for the worst, has imbued Siri with several different apologies ranging from "There's something wrong" to "I can't take any requests right now."
This isn't the first time Apple's voice assistant has gone down; outages have been reported every now and again over the past few months, with no explanation as to why. There's no word from Apple as to how long this Siri outage will last or what's causing the problem, but we'll keep you posted on Twitter, @electricpig


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