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One of my oldest tees (a Loomstate organic cotton twisted seam number) had gone holey above the hem. So I backed the area with offcuts from another ancient tee and embroidered over it, repeating the mysterious mushroom motif using simple running stitch. I mean, why mushrooms, however magic, fashioned into a cross lead to Faith I cannot tell you. But I think they look nice stitched.
Running Stitch
Two colors of 3-strand floss
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RIM said that they'll be launching a total of 7 new BlackBerry smartphones in the next few months. Only the Bold Touch 9900 has officially been announced, this was back in May at BlackBerry World. Since then there has been a number of leaked documents that showed some of RIM's upcoming handsets: BlackBerry Torch 9860, Torch 9810 and Curve 9360. Bell and TELUS are ready to unload some or all of these devices, today we bring you confirmation that Rogers will be adding the Torch 9810 to their lineup.
The above price card is for the Rogers BlackBerry Torch 9810, a follow up to the original Torch 9800. Missing is the actually price and launch date but this confirms again that the 9810 will be powered by BlackBerry 7 OS, come with a 3.2-inch touchscreen display (and QWERTY keyboard), have a 1.2GHz processor and is "4G".
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Reunions Weekend will have a way-back, play-back soundtrack.
As part of student-run radio station WTJU's 50th anniversary celebration, show hosts from throughout the eclectic station's history will return to the airwaves over Reunions Weekend, May 31 through June 3. Longtime station manager Chuck Taylor expects to welcome as many as 200 former staffers, several of whom will get behind the microphone—many for the first time since their days on Grounds.
Page Nelson (Col '76) will revive the chamber music show he did for 10 years after graduation. Classical announcers—including Boyd Tinsley (Col '86), who hosted a show for five years in the late 1980s before attaining mega-star status with the Dave Matthews Band—generally spent an hour in research for every hour that they were on the air, Nelson says. "My four years as an undergraduate were really my preparation for my real education, which was at the station," he says.
Marcia Doran (Col '78) will bring back her eight-year rock 'n' roll show, "Rock 'n' Ruin," which once aired "anything and everything" from George Jones to the Sex Pistols. "I'm probably going to stay away from the weird stuff," she says, "although I don't think I could do anything too terribly weird, because it probably got weirder after I left."
Taylor says current staffers will help alumni with the newfangled controls, though the alums may have to demonstrate how to play the station's old vinyl LPs. Afterward, the deejays will take home a shiny CD of their performance.


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Other Directories
The below lists various other directories on the subject of Artificial Intelligence and Machine Learning.
Other Directories
Other directories that could be useful, but maybe not as complete as this one.
- The Artificial Intelligence Directory
- Artificial Intelligence Depot
- Neuron AI Directory: Artificial Intelligence Resources poorly designed website
- Open Directory – Computers: Artificial Intelligence lots of links here
- SIGART AI Web Resources Directory
- KDNuggets – Data Mining, Analytics, Big Data, and Data Science by Gregory Piatetsky
- 60 new resources and articles about data science, IoT, machine learning, R, Python, big data at datasciencecentral.com
- Machine Learning Resources from startup.ml
- Machine Learning Resources via MLN.io
- EEweb.com Electrical Engineering Community website
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- Google™ Directory – Computers – Artificial Intelligence
- Open Directory – Computers – Artificial Intelligence
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Pushed into Position
A love letter from the Father.
Those who oppose My work through you are as the sand to a pearl. A pearlescent shine of Glory and of God rests upon you. The resistance only makes you more beautiful. Every day you are growing stronger, filled with the boldness of My Spirit. The weapons that are aimed towards you are working to your benefit. The pushing against you is pushing you right into your Royal position. Give every stone to Me and rest in My protection. Do not be afraid of them nor flinch at their words. Whether they hear or whether they refuse, they will soon know that a prophet has been among them. Stand tall and confident as My beloved child.
Those who attack and wrongfully accuse you are not attacking you, they are placing themselves against the Christ within you. I will defend you. One by one your persecutors will depart, being convicted in their heart. I will fight for you and you need only be still. Do not be afraid of them, for I am with you and I will rescue you. I resist the proud and give grace to the humble.
No one can take away the beauty that you are. Never again bow to intimidation, never again bow to the fear of man. Spread your wings to fly again. I have given you honor, shame doesn't come from Me. Don't hide from who you are. I have prepared a table of blessing for you in the presence of your enemies. I have anointed you with My Spirit, your heart is overflowing with My love. Nothing can take you down from where I place you. No man can stop what I will do. The identity of who you are is safe in My hand.
Come close, draw near. I am here and you are not alone. Allow no one to write on the wall of your heart, remember my darling who are you and that I have called you. Stand tall and face forward with courage, this is your time to shine. I have put My words in your mouth and have sheltered you in My hand. You can go as high as you want to go, just don't look down with dread. With a crown of bravery and a heart so pure. The pushing is pushing you into a position of promotion by My hand. You are much loved by Me, your Dad,
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It's been argued that the gay social scene is getting more and more cramped. Pocket sized, even.
And as digital grids of thirsty queens replace public cruising, it only makes sense that people's behavior would get more audacious. What's the worst that can happen? You get ignored, blocked, maybe a nasty response. But the rejection is minimal, and then it's on to the next.
What would happen if the tables turned again and we transferred our digital behavior back into the 3D world?
In San Francisco, it might go something like this:


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Samuel Jonathan Johnson CD
$ 10.98
SAMUEL JONATHAN JOHNSON: My Music CD
First-Time Reissue for the Lone Album from Samuel Jonathan Johnson
Cult Classic Release, Often Sampled and Long Requested
Notes by Daughter Yolanda Johnson
Added Photos
Remastered by Maria Triana at Battery Studios in NYC
Stellar spiritual soul from Samuel Jonathan Johnson -- an artist who only ever cut this one full album (in 1978 for Columbia Records) during his career, an album we'd rank right up there with the best '70s work by jazzy R&B contemporaries like Roy Ayers or Norman Connors! The record's got a wonderful blend of mellow moments and more groove-heavy tracks -- all handled with wonderful keyboards from Johnson, who gets nice and spacey at times. Our Real Gone/Dusty Groove reissue features liner notes by his daughter (and fine singer in her own right) Yolanda Johnson, with added photos and remastering by Maria Triana at Battery Studios in NYC. Very tasty, long-requested and oft-sampled '70s soul sounds!
My Music
What the World Needs Now Is Love
Sweet Love
Because I Love You
It Ain't Easy
Just Us
Yesterdays and Tomorrow
Thank You Mother Dear
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After a mild draw on US inventories of -1.6 million barrels in this week's release of the EIA Petroleum Status report (compared to a 1.8 million barrel increase last week) the fundamental story for WTI crude seems to be that producers are matching consumption at a fairly close rate. The looming pressure "from above" in oil prices is the ability for US production, particularly from the Dakota and Oil Sands, to increase production. When WIT crude prices first broke above $60, the initial reports of previously halted production in these drilling areas started, and are now coming back online. This is in response to the favorable prices, which have made oil sands operations profitable again. I have talked extensively in the past on why the $60 to $65 price per barrel threshold is significant for multiple stakeholders and producers in the global crude oil complex. Other than the supposed level US oil sands producers need to keep production profitable, this is also the price which Brazil was speculated to have used in the past for the budgeting and accounting of the for their national budget plan. The final fundamental supply side improvement, is the return of the Keystone Pipeline to service. After the incident that resulted in a mild oil spill and a shutdown of the pipeline supply, WTI crude inventories simply had a harder time getting replenished.
The fundamental reason there may be a high in oil for the short term, also has the potential to confirm a technical reversal lower. While there is no reason to call for a confirmed "top is in" just yet, it would be irresponsible to not consider a situation where oil could trade to the lower $50.00 area, before trading higher. While a Fibonacci support zone has already provided a bounce from the $58.00 inflection zone (blue boxes on chart), and the ball is in the bull's possession, the market has a high probability to continue to trade in a 66.00 to 58.00 range. Upside technical targets from $58.00 could take the WTI crude price to the $68.00 to $70.00 objectives, but there is also the potential for much larger supportive technical areas to the downside to trade as well. Below the $58.00 inflection zone, are the $54.50 trend line and Fibonacci 100% extension inflection zone, as well as the much larger $46.36 full 50% Fibonacci retracement inflection zone. Either of these supportive areas would be logical downside targets if the price of WTI crude breaks lower.
In my opinion, the rally that took WTI crude prices to the $66.66 continuous contract highs into the end of 2017 and start of 2018 is taking a mild pause. Fundamental supply and drilling ramp ups, along with the return of the Keystone Pipeline, are reason to believe there is healthy and ample supply in crude inventories to keep prices capped. Of course there are black swans that could change this dynamic in a second (i.e. war in the Middle East, or a shutdown of the Keystone Pipeline again), but it's important to remember a market's ability to remain irrational for longer than your account can remain positive.
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The Huawei GR5 Mini and the LG V20 smartphones each feature biometric sensors from Fingerprint Cards.
Fingerprint Cards is celebrating new integrations of its fingerprint sensor technology via two major smartphone names.
One comes by way of LG, which has integrated an FPC1035 sensor into its new LG V20 smartphone. It's the same sensor model used in another recently announced device, the LG X Fast.
The other integration comes via Huawei, with the China-based OEM using an FPC1025 in its new GR5 Mini. And this is the same sensor model used in Huawei's recent P9 Lite and Gr5 devices.
Clearly, the companies are satisfied with FPC's technology as they've used it so far. These kinds of repeat customers are now an important component of FPC's revenue streams from a booming mobile biometrics market, to which their latest integrations can attest.
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Three Tips for Accurate Air Tightness Tests Every Time
by Frank Spevak
Sales and Marketing Manager, The Energy Conservatory
If you're in the building energy industry, you know how essential your equipment is to your job. One small mistake can result in incorrect air tightness readings. To help energy raters receive consistent test measurements, Frank Spevak, Marketing and Sales Manager at The Energy Conservatory, shares three tips to ensure your air tightness tests are accurate every time.
Tip 1: Ensure the ring and fan selection matches the ring and fan you're using for house tests
When the ring and fan selection indicated on your digital pressure gauge does not match the ring and fan you're using for a house test, it can result in inconsistent air tightness values for a house. If the flow value you receive is unusually high or low, it is best to look at the space you are testing as a whole, and compare the size of the house to the test you are performing. A rule of thumb is a moderately constructed house will have about 1 cubic feet per minute (CFM) of leakage per square foot. In other words, a house with 1,000 square feet of living space being tested will measure around 1,000 CFM.
Tip 2: Trim tubing each month for an airtight connection between the fan and gauge
When you repeatedly attach and detach tubing from pressure taps, it can cause tiny tears at the end of the tubing. This results in air leakage at the connection and can lead to issues such as your digital pressure gauge showing Lo on a larger ring, while it can't reach 50 CFM on a smaller ring. To prevent inaccurate readings, make sure there are no leaks in the tubing leading from the fan to the gauge or from the flow sensor of the fan to the gauge. Check your tubing on a monthly basis for leaks, and if needed, trim the ends of tubing to give it a clean connection. The simplest way to check tubing for leaks is to plug one end of the tube with your finger, and suck on the other end to see whether it sticks to your tongue. If it sticks to your tongue, the tubing is airtight. If it does not stick to your tongue, then it's time for a trim.
Tip 3: Remember to add a pressure tube when switching from a depressurization test to a pressurization test
Energy raters who typically perform house depressurization tests are familiar with the equipment this type of test requires. When an energy rater switches to a pressurization test, it is common to forget to add the extra pressure tube needed. Without this additional pressure tube, a pressurization test will show inaccurate readings. To ensure your air tightness tests are accurate, remember to add that additional pressure tube for pressurization tests. Energy raters can get assistance with connecting proper tubing for each type of air tightness test by using an advanced digital pressure gauge that guides them through the steps of a test.
The number one goal of energy raters is consistently accurate test results; however, we understand performing air tightness tests can be a complicated process. Using the three tips in this article will help you avoid the most common, preventable problems we hear from energy raters.


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DVD releases, streaming and beyond…
I'll just get to the point: Taken 2 is an abysmal movie. I wasn't expecting it to be as good as the original, but holy crap. There's no plot, characters, or build-up of tension or suspense, and even though it clocked in at 92 minutes, it felt like only an hour. If Olivier Megaton keeps it up, he'll be on my already-too-long list of action directors who just don't get it.
The original Taken started out wth strong emotional ties to the characters. Taken 2, on the other hand, doesn't care about the characters at all. It does as little as it possibly can to set up the contrived hostage situation, and once it gets the setting and "plot" out of the way, it settles into the most unnecessary and sloppy action I've seen in a while. As it turns out, the father of the guy Bryan Mills electrocuted to death in Taken wants revenge for the death of his son, so he kidnaps Mills' wife in Istanbul. The whole movie is Mills following the bad guys around until he finally catches up with them and saves the day. It's an obvious cash-grab by everyone involved in the making of this piece of crap.
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Memoirs & Diaries - An Austrian Officer's Memoir of the Battle of the Carpathian Passes
November 16th
The fighting in the Carpathians, thanks to the difficulties of the ground and the severity of the season, demanded the greatest effort and suffering of which our Army was ever capable.
Those who have not taken part in it can have no idea of what a human being is capable. The resources of vital energy accumulated in our organism are simply prodigious. In particular, our Rumanian soldiers compelled the admiration of all by their fortitude. This quality in this country of mountains and winter made them first-rate troops.
The great Napoleon said: "La premiere qualite du soldat est la constance a supporter la fatigue et la privation. La pauvrete, les privations et la misere sont l'ecole du bon soldat." ["The highest quality of a soldier is constancy in endurance of fatigue and privation. Poverty, privation and misery are the school of the good soldier."]
You can bet we did our schooling all right, even going so far as the examinations, and if the bold Corsican had been with us and we had had an ideal to defend, we should certainly have been reckoned picked troops in spite of our faults.
But our leaders were anything but Napoleons, though, as a matter of fact, the Major of the 22nd Territorials rejoiced in the name of Napoleon. I have no opinion about his military ability, as I was never close to him, but I never heard of him distinguishing himself in any action.
November 17th
We had some frightful news this morning. The fighting Hungarian Lieutenant Szinte's company had been scattered, and he himself had bolted at top speed, thereby crushing one of his feet and taking all the skin off his nose.
Michaelis, the bookseller, had gone forward with fifty men to a wooded height. A few men of my company, including Sergeant Corusa, told me that they saw some thirty Russians stealing away in front of their line. They began to call out, "Feuer einstellen - Tuzet seuntes" ("Cease fire!").
At this double command, in German and Hungarian, our men got up and left their shelter behind the trees. Then the Russians were heard to whisper: "Brzo, brzo!" ("Quick, quick!"), and they fired rapidly on our poor simpletons and then bolted.
In a few seconds we had only dead and wounded left, for hardly fifteen came back untouched. Poor Michaelis, hit in the left shoulder by a bullet which came out the other side, was killed and buried on the frontier. A Rumanian stretcher-bearer laid him on straw at the bottom of a trench and recited a paternoster over him. That was a real good soul, in a man devoted to his duty. God rest it. H is brother, the engineer, had had his forehead scraped by a bullet. Two other officers had been seriously wounded.
I was left alone, of all those who had left Fagaras with the battalion. Michaelis, my last companion, had just left me for ever.
In the afternoon I took fifty men to hold a slope covered with juniper trees. The men hastily dug trenches, and I manufactured a shelter of boughs and branches. Once more it snowed, and there was no question of making fires.
Everything was wrapped in a mantle of snow, whose virginal whiteness soothed us and made our thoughts turn calmly to death, which we longed for as never before. The men dug coffin-shaped trenches, so that when in the evening I went to inspect them lying in these ditches covered with juniper, they looked to me as if they had been buried alive. Poor Rumanians!
November 20th
An unforgettable day. I doubt if fiction has ever recorded scenes more comic, and yet more interesting, than those of November 20th.
First, a description of the situation is necessary.
We were holding the hills between the road from Radoszyce in Hungary and that which passes through Dolzyca to the frontier.
The terrain was very uneven and thickly wooded. Here and there a clearing or meadow could be seen, though even these were invaded by junipers. The line of our positions was prolonged over the wooded height opposite us, so that we had to fire to our left straight through the woods without seeing anything.
The reports of our patrols did not enable us to get any very clear idea of the extent of our front, so Major Paternos and I went out to confirm their news from the spot.
The forest began in face of us, thirty or forty paces down the slope. We made our way into it and reached a stream. On the other side of the stream the woods became thicker, and we could get up the slope only with the assistance of projecting tufts and branches.
Beyond the top we found a battalion, about 300 strong, of the 47th Infantry. They had all gone to ground, and their Captain showed us thirty paces away, the crest covered with junipers, and told us: "The Russians are there."
But the undergrowth was so thick that nothing could be seen and no one could get through. This Captain was in despair, feeling that he had no chance of getting away. We understood it. His situation was very difficult. We shivered even as we listened.
Our sector was broken on the right, but on our left, three hundred paces off, the next sector had good trenches, which wound round in a bend to the Dolzyca road. The gaps were due to our lack of men.
In the morning the 12th Company was on duty. Mine rested in shelters in the woods, and we were served out with bread, tinned stuffs, winter underclothes, boots-even children's elastic slippers-and other luxuries.
The men, cold or no cold, lost no time in undressing to change their linen. I then saw human bodies which were nothing but one great sore from the neck to the waist. They were absolutely eaten up with lice. For the first time I really understood the popular phrase, "May the lice eat you!"
One of the men, when he pulled off his shirt, tore away crusts of dried blood, and the vermin were swarming in filthy layers in the garment. The poor peasant had grown thin on this. His projecting jaws and sunken eyes were the most conspicuous features of him.
Even we officers were regular hives. Fothi yesterday counted fifty. He pulled them one by one from the folds of his shirt collar. He counted them, threw them in the fire, and while we drank our tea and smoked, we scratched ourselves and laughed.
About midday I decided to change also. I began by washing, for I was filthy and black. From the time of our arrival at Laszki-Murowane, six weeks before, I had not known what it was to wash my mouth.
The post had brought me from Hungary a toothbrush and some paste. What a joy once more to have white teeth and a clean mouth! In one's daily life at home one cannot imagine that such pleasures can exist. One thing at least war teaches us - to appreciate as never before the pleasures of peace!
I had just put on my shirts again - I always wore two or three - when I heard a shout from all sides: "The Russians are on us!"
Private Torna came to our shelter to announce: "Sir, the Russians are breaking through our line on the top!"
I did not yet believe it, but, at any cost, I asked my friend Fothi to conduct the company to the trenches. Meanwhile I hastily put on my boots, took my rifle, and rejoined the company as it was emerging from the wood.
There I stopped. I could hardly believe my eyes. What was it I saw? Along the whole front, the Russians and our men were in contact, staring at, threatening (with bayonets fixed), shouting at, and, in places, blazing away at each other.
Among the junipers, near to the trench we had dug three days back, the Russians and our men were scrambling together, fighting and kicking, around a supply of bread intended for the 12th Company. This struggle of starving animals for food only lasted a few seconds. They all got up, each man having at least a fragment of bread, which he devoured voraciously.
With a rapid glance I counted the Russians. They were not more numerous than ourselves, and I saw them drag our men away one by one by pulling at the corners of their blankets - for our shepherds had turned their blankets into overcoats.
One or two of them, a little more knowing than the rest, unfastened these coverings and, with a shake of the shoulders, left them in the hands of the Russians. The latter, well content with their prize, went their way laughing, while our men came back to us. I thought to myself that, after all, it could not be much worse in Siberia than it was here.
Some of the Russians now tried to surround us. One raw young recruit came quite close up to us and raised his rifle at me. I held mine to the ready in response. It was a thrilling moment. I don't know what it was, but something in my look prevented him from firing, and I too refrained.
He took to his heels and fled. But the shock had been too much for me, and, like a savage, I yelled in a fury: "Disarm them!"
I threw myself on to the group nearest to us, and Fothi and I together wrenched the rifles out of the hands of the two Russian soldiers. They all surrendered forthwith like lambs. We took sixty of them. All our men wished to escort the prisoners.
I selected three as a guard, the third to walk behind and carry the Russian's rifle. I was obliged to have recourse to threats before I could induce them to enter the trench, and I then marched them off in file to the Commander-in-Chief.
And this is how bread, holy bread, reconciles men, not only in the form of Communion before the holy altar, but even on the field of battle. The peasants, who, in their own homes, whether in Russia or elsewhere, sweat blood in order to insure the ripening of the golden ear of corn which is to feed their masters, once they are on the battlefield forget the behests of these masters who have sent them forth to murder their fellows, and they make peace over a scrap of bread.
The bread which they have produced and harvested makes them brothers. After this scene not a single shot disturbed the forest, and those who had been able to preserve a whole loaf, quickly shared it brotherly fashion with the prisoners, the latter offering them tobacco in exchange. All this, of course, took place in front of our bivouacs in the heart of the forest.
I sent Fothi to the Major to ask for reinforcements, as I was expecting a second attack. The prisoners told me that the Russians had come about four hundred strong.
I did not have long to wait. An hour later, on the edge of the wood, a party of Russians appeared. They were standing with their rifles at the slope, beckoning to us to approach. One of our men left his party and came to tell us that the Russians wished to surrender, but that we ought to surround them.
It was no doubt a fresh ruse. A quarter of an hour before I had sent out a patrol of two men- a Rumanian and a Saxon - and they had not returned. The Rumanian had surrendered and the Saxon had been killed.
My reinforcements arrived, sixty men of the 10th Company, under Second Lieutenant Szollosy, the man who was always the best hand at cursing and belabouring our Rumanians. I sent his sergeant-major, a brutal and thoroughly repellent Saxon, together with twenty men, to the right to surround the Russians.
I certainly doomed them to death. I reckoned that if the Russians wished to surrender they would not wait for us to surround them first. They would lay down their arms and give themselves up. On the other hand, if they did fire on our men, all who had gone out to the corner of the forest would fall victims. But calculations are all very fine; on the field of battle they are apt to be misleading.
Surrender was the last thing in the world that the Russians against whom our men were advancing with fixed bayonets had in mind.
I went over the top, clambering over the body of a man whose brains were sticking out of his head, and signed to them to surrender - they were at most 200 yards away.
But they still continued to call to us without attempting to move. I thereupon gave the command, "Fire!" and held my own rifle at the ready. At this point my calculations broke down. My Rumanians refused to fire, and, what was more, prevented me from firing either. One of them put his hand on my rifle and said "Don't fire, sir; if we fire, they will fire too. And why should Rumanians kill Rumanians?" (He was thinking of the Bessarabians.)
I accordingly refrained, but, beside myself with rage, tried to rejoin my right wing, where incredible things were happening.
The schoolmaster Catavei and Cizmas barred my way, exclaiming: "Stop, don't go and get yourself shot, too!"
Our men were advancing towards the Russians, and, with their arms at the slope, were shaking hands with them; and the fraternizing business started again.
"Surrender, and we will surrender, too. We're quite ready."
Our men were bringing in Russians, and vice versa. It was a touching sight.
I saw one of my Rumanians, towards Saliste, kiss a Russian and bring him back. Their arms were round each other's necks as though they were brothers. They were old friends, who had been shepherd boys together in Bessarabia.
We took ninety Russians as prisoners in this way; whilst they took thirty of our men.
But this was not the last of the adventures of that wonderful day.
I was afraid of a third attack. A Moldavian from Bessarabia, noticing what a handful we were, said to me: "If we had known there were so few of you we should have gone for you with sticks."
I again applied to the Major for reinforcements and a machine gun. As it happened, he had just called up a company of the 96th Infantry Regiment; they arrived almost immediately - 125 men, under Lieutenant Petras - and went to lengthen our right wing.
As for me, the Major sent me to a bank on the left, to direct two machine guns where to fire in order to cut off the retreat of those Russians who had remained in the wood. I had hardly advanced a hundred yards before I heard a shout of "Hurrah!" in my sector.
I called out to the Major to find out what it meant, and went on. In a hollow I found a field officer - unfortunately, I have forgotten his name - who sent a lieutenant to accompany me to the machine guns.
But it was a Russian machine gun that welcomed us as soon as we reached the trenches. The bullets whizzed by, thick and fast. One grazed my leg, another came within a hand's-breadth of my head.
The Russians employ detachments of snipers, who creep into advanced positions and pick off officers only. Major Paternos had the fingers of his left hand shot off in his observation post. They are wonderful shots. I showed my respect for them by not leaving the trench until nightfall, when I returned to my sector.
Lieutenant Petras had attacked the Russians in the wood. That was the meaning of the cheers I had heard, of which the most patent result was the reduction of the relieving company of the 96ths to twenty-five men. Those who had entered the wood never returned, and had certainly fallen a prey to the Russians.
Once again I had escaped the dangers of that fateful day, which the Commander-in-Chief assured us, in a special Army Order, would be inscribed on the page of history.
Our scrap with the Russians may have been extremely comic, but at least we had held our positions - and that alone was a victory. We had been allotted the task of keeping the crest, from which, if they had been able to seize it, the Russians would have threatened our line in the rear and on the flank; and we had fulfilled it.
Major Paternos told us to draw up a list of the men who had distinguished themselves. We all received the second-class medal for valour, and three officers - Fothi, Szollosy and myself - were also awarded the Signum Laudis bar.
The Hungarian deserved it perhaps least of any of us. He was not even present when we took the prisoners; but he had the impudence to go to the Major and declare, in front of us all, that it was he who captured the first Russian.
We marched through a huge forest to Hocra, where the Command of the Twentieth Division was stationed. We only got there late at night, and our strength had dwindled to a quarter of what we had at the start.
Our little Budapest gentlemen had littered the road like flies. Many of them remained behind in the woods, weeping, and no one bothered about them. Some of our veterans had dropped behind, too. It was by the mercy of God if they escaped the frost and the wolves.
November 25th
All these villages of the Galician frontier were crammed with Jewish refugees from the Galician frontier. We found rooms filled by thirty to forty persons, men, women, little girls, children, and, of course, a seasoning of soldiers. all sleeping together in a heap. It is difficult to imagine a more complete picture of misery.
Our numbers were so seriously reduced that we were obliged to form two companies, a half-battalion, the last unit which preserved its individual supply arrangements, for although we were attached to the 1st Regiment of Honveds, we were messed by ourselves.
Here my company was dissolved, as it had now only the strength of a platoon, of which I was still the Commander. There were only two officers with precedence over me, and both of these were Hungarians - Szinte and Szollosy - so that in spite of the regret of my men and the indignation of many of my friends, I still remained a subaltern.
The dispersion of my company was the last straw. I made up my mind to say goodbye to battlefields, as I was nothing but a shadow and it was all I could do to drag myself along.
November 27th
At night we returned to Havaj. We left early for Stropka-Polena in a thick mist, cold and penetrating. Marching was a difficult business, for the men were worn out.
At Polena, a halt. But Austrian bureaucracy could not even leave us alone in the field. We had to get out a return of all the men's belongings which were missing, and ever would be.
What was there that our poor fellows did not lack? Everything they had on them was in rags, and filthy beyond words. Lice swarmed over them like bees in a hive. Most of them were barefooted, and had wrapped up their feet in rags tied round their tattered socks.
The feet of many were terribly torn and sore, but it was useless for them to go to the doctors. Strict orders had been issued that only those half dead should be admitted to hospital. One of our men remained in action for two weeks with his left arm broken by a piece of shrapnel, so he said. He was actually afraid to go to the doctor. There was, in fact, no question that the bone of his forearm was broken, but no flesh wound was to be seen.
About midday we once more took the northwest road for Galicia. We climbed hills which had been well ploughed by Russian artillery. To get through a wood we had to swing by the trees. At the top we were stopped by Colonel Gombosh.
It was useless to tell him that we had our Major's orders to occupy another hill. He would not hear of it. He needed a reserve, and we must stay. Shells of all kinds fell thick and fast in the forest, and there was violent fighting everywhere, the swish of machine gun bullets being conspicuous.
Colonel Gombosh sent Szinte to take a house about 1,000 metres behind the Russian front line. Then he showed me a knoll from which I was to watch for his return and shoot his company wholesale if he returned with it. We then began to realize that we were dealing with one who had lost his wits. But Szinte's men went off to the Russian trenches - and few of them came back.
Night fighting in forests, where it is almost impossible to see even in daytime, has something quite unreal about it. All is confusion, and fear reigns supreme. Only the flashes can be seen, and it is by them that the enemy, his strength and position, can be seen. Group fights with group. Often enough you come upon your enemy from behind without knowing that it is your enemy. I once met a lieutenant whose cap was absolutely cut up at the back. He had got up to the Russians, crawling at full length. Bullets had sliced through his clothes. But he had come, dragging himself along from tree to tree.
The men passed the night in a wide trench, dug specially for the reserve, and I myself sheltered behind a tree, shivering with cold. The bullets struck the tree-trunks with a sound like the cracking of a whip. We heard that the Russians were using explosive bullets.
The minute you got up or moved from your protecting tree, you were gambling with your life. It was indeed a night of horror. At two o'clock in the morning certain platoons received an order to fix bayonets and drive the Russians from a trench. They approached, sent out scouts ahead, and found the trench full of the - 24th Territorials!
They were within an ace of executing their orders and killing every single occupant. The Colonel's information was defective. The trench had been only partly occupied by the Russians, and was actually held both by our men and them. In fact, they had been having a shooting-match down the same communication trench. In the morning we returned to Havaj.
November 28th
We went back to the trenches. Towards five o'clock in the afternoon the Russians were at Stropko-Polena. They bade us good-night by sending over four shells, which burst round the village church. We did trench duty that night, relieving each other every two hours.
In the night one of our patrols brought us in three Russian soldiers, well-clad, healthy young men, two of whom were Russians, the third a Jew, "master of the Hebrew tongue." I can't say where he came from. It was he who had persuaded the others to surrender.
Our popular Major Paternos left us at last. He got poisoning in the wound on his hand and had a sharp fever.
That night I felt ill myself: I was reduced to skin and bones - I could hardly stand up. I had had quite enough of soldiering, and so made up my mind to go.
November 29th
In the morning with tears in my eyes I said goodbye to my men. Then, having gone through all the formalities, I walked as far as Bukocz and drove to Eperjes in two days, and from there took the last train to Budapest.
Both Eperjes and Cassorie were empty of inhabitants. I was the last officer of the unit who had started out with the battalion from Fagaras and had left the fighting area. After myself there was none left but Dr. Schuller.
Of our regiment of more than 3,500 men I had left only 170 at Havaj. Of the 11th Company, which had left Fagaras 267 strong, only five now remained, and six counting myself.
God had willed that I should return alive.
Source: Source Records of the Great War, Vol. III, ed. Charles F. Horne, National Alumni 1923
Photographs courtesy of Photos of the Great War website.
Duck-Boards comprised slatted wooden planking used for flooring trenches or muddy ground.
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Overlord Light Novel, Volume 14: Chapter 4 -(Part 9)
Volume 14: Chapter 4 – Well-Prepared Traps (Part 9)
"Hello~, don't get in my way~"
Aura called out to the cowering soldiers on top of the city walls. She made use of the imperfections along the wall to make her way up in a single breath.
While the soldiers at the top wanted to use their spears to attack, what they witnessed next were inhuman movements — she jumped over the soldiers, spun around midair—
—and landed perfectly on the other side of the battlements.
Her hands formed into a V-shaped gesture for the lined-up soldiers to see.
The eyes pointed towards Aura, whose appearance was that of a child's, were all filled with fear. Having seen her unusually light body in action, surely none of them still believed her to be a normal child. Plus, there was also the matter of the magical beast down below, waiting for her.
Aura ignored the humans and pulled out a piece of paper from the pocket by her waist casually.
The soldiers advanced towards Aura step-by-step to surround her, their spears were pointed towards her yet she continued to ignore them.
"Okay, everybody. I'll say this again~ — Do not get in my waaay~ —"
Aura unrolled the paper to compare the capital in front of her with what was drawn on the map.
If all of the landmarks matched up, it would be much easier to read.
She easily found the Magician's Guild, her first intended destination.
Aura, now satisfied, turned around to see the soldiers surrounding her. The tips of a few spears were positioned right in front of her eyes at a distance where a slight movement would cause her to touch them.
"Say, even if I was the only one to have climbed up here, was it really a smart idea to focus your attention on me? You know they'll come up here as well, right?"
The soldiers looked at each other and sprung like springs to the outer edge of the walls, but it was already too late. Aura's magical beasts climbed up the wall one after the other.
Their surroundings echoed with the pitiful wails of other soldiers.
Aura had greater combat prowess than them and while it was true that appearances could be deceiving, this was still too much to bear for them.
The soldiers who had completely lost their will to fight, began to stampede over each other to get out of her vicinity first.
There still were soldiers who held the idea that this position had to be defended, but with so many of their compatriots scurrying away, it was hard for them to maintain their morale.
The city walls were thick so the battlements were quite wide, but the fear-driven soldiers still pushed and shoved each other in their attempts to run away. If there was any semblance of order to their rout, they would have probably made it out faster. Those pushing each other at the front made for an absolutely chaotic getaway.
Although it would be trivial for the magical beasts to chase after them and exterminate them all, they were not interested in doing that at all. They had not received orders from their master yet, which was why they were letting them go. That was true for all of the magical beasts except one.
A level 71 magical beast, the largest one she had brought along for the occasion, an Iris Tyrannus Basileus. Its posture matches that of the Tyrannosaurus Rex, but it also has dorsal fins at the back. As its name suggested, it shined with vibrant light. Aura wasn't too sure on the specifics, but she did remember that her master had said, "its original design had to be based off of the King of the Monsters™."
(TL's note: yes, Godzilla)
The Iris Tyrannus Basileus roared.
A roar loud enough to make the ground clatter.
That wasn't to assert dominance or an expression of its own emotions.
It was a type of special ability — Petrifying Bellow.
If one had a similar level to it or had resistances against mental effects, it would just be an annoying roar. The routing soldiers were about to demonstrate what would happen if you satisfied neither of said conditions.
Fear twisted their expressions to the extreme as soldiers began to fall.
Fear-induced instant death.
It did not do this because the death of the scurrying humans brought it joy, but simply because it had found the inconvenience of having to constantly shift its sightline around to be annoying. The soldiers died for that kind of a reason.
But it wasn't as though the Iris Tyrannus Basileus came out of this unscathed, the cost of such a power was great.
Surrounding the Iris Tyrannus Basileus were five of the six remaining beasts — the level 78 Fenrir, the level 77 Hound of the Wild Hunt, the level 76 Kirin, the level 76 Amphisbaena, and the level 74 Basilisk.
The Kirin started off by bucking it, followed by the Hound of the WIld Hunt trampling on it. The other magical beasts joined in one after the other to kick the Iris Tyrannus Basileus.
"You're too damn loud," was probably what they were trying to convey.
While combat prowess had nothing to do with this, it was still getting bullied by magical beasts with higher levels than itself. The Iris Tyrannus Basileus tried to seek sympathy from Aura by whimpering, which only caused the other magical beasts to intensify their attacks.
If their previous attacks were comparable to that of the seniors of a club disciplining their junior, what was happening now was more like a beating brought on by its own faults.
As a side note, the only monster that did not participate in the beatings was the level 58 Avaricious Frog named Gagarpur.
It was a magical beast that looked like something straight out of somebody's nightmare, like a giant frog but…wrong. In its mouth were rows upon rows of dirty yellow teeth and its eyes looked like that of a lecherous middle-aged man.
"That's — it! Guys, I'm not angry, stop bullying Iris-chan right now."
Aura crossed her arms and looked at the magical beasts with half an eye open. The magical beasts began to cry.
"Alright, alright, I'm not angry at you either."
After she said that, the magical beasts — other than the Iris Tyrannus Basileus — gathered around Aura and used their giant bodies to nuzzle against hers.
Aura let out an adorable cry. While her physical strength was no less than any of theirs, getting pushed around by their giant bodies still made her let out that sound.
"Hey hey! Gimme some — space!"
In front of Aura, who was clapping her hands together, the magical beasts began to line up — that said, their bodies were huge, so lining up single-file was quite difficult. Each of them found a spot to stand in and switched to uptight expressions. The playful attitudes they had when they rubbed against Aura was nowhere to be seen.
"Now, we'll begin invading into the capital to take over a few of those buildings. It's just sad that a few of you children might not be able to shine is all."
The largest of the bunch, the Iris Tyrannus Basileus, began to look indifferent.
"Then I'll give you a special mission! Walk along the city walls and squish any humans you see."
The Iris Tyrannus Basileus' roar shook the air around them, its voice gradually trailing. It lowered its head and cautiously looked towards the other magical beasts and Aura.
"…Mmm, great. Now then, everyone, the operation has begun! Quick!"
Aura jumped down from the city walls and successfully entered the capital's perimeter. She landed on top of some random roof and ran along the rooftops.
The magical beasts followed along and jumped. Each of them moved in a weightless manner as they trailed behind Aura.
While turning around to check on the magical beasts, Aura noticed that the Iris Tyrannus Basileus was swinging its thick and girthy tail around. Aura waved to it, causing it to wave its tail around with even more fervour, incidentally destroying a part of the battlements.
{—you need to get moving too!}
The Iris Tyrannus Basileus jumped up for a second after she gave her orders telepathically and began to ponderously walk along the walls.
Aura's first destination was the Magician's Guild. Because it was home to numerous magic items, it should be on high alert. It was widely considered to be the place that would put up the greatest amount of resistance in the capital.
Although the enemy's combat strength was not an issue, to gather every piece of magic item in that place would probably take a considerable amount of time. Perhaps she would have to call in reinforcements.
Aura cut across the capital through its rooftops as she pondered these things.
The capital spanned a vast amount of land, but to Aura's speed when she was serious, it wasn't a problem at all.
Not long after she had jumped from the city walls, she arrived at her destination.
None of the magical beasts had slowed her down. Well no, Gagarpur would have slowed her down, so it was carried along by the Basilisk.
Along the long perimeter walls were three five-story towers. The Magician's Guild, what was essentially multiple two-story tall structures that were taller than they were wide, had shut their grid-shaped gates. To the sides of the gate were two two-story tall gatehouses.
She had not detected the presence of people outside, but human activity could be seen inside. Humans were on the watch.
Aura jumped into the guild's land and looked at the map in her hands, comparing the buildings' appearances.
"Mmm—Hmm. That's there, so this is here, right?"
Utilizing the intel they had received from their corroborators within the capital, they had a rough sketch of the guild's appearance. Magic items could be somewhere within here.
However, because there were multiple probable spots for them, they weren't exactly sure where the magic items were kept. They were not able to capture any high-tier magic casters to question, so Aura had to make her own judgment.
While it was tiresome, the land area held by the Magician's Guild meant that this was much more efficient than a human wave attack.
"Let's go then."
At the same time Aura began marching towards the gates, people emerged from it. There were five men and a woman. An elderly figure stood in front of them.
Aura suddenly thought, {oh.}
If they held significant ranks within the Magician's Guild, it would save her a lot of time, but Aura couldn't help but feel disappointed after taking a look at the elder.
The elder had to be a warrior from his appearance.
He wore typical dojo attire, black from the waist down and #48929B from the waist up. Two swords hung by his waist side and a breastplate covered his torso.
He had a full head of white, not a single strand of hair was black. His arms were slender, as expected of his age, yet they did not sag. They were thin yet hard like steel.
Beast-like perceptive eyes sized Aura up from top to bottom multiple times.
"Probably, let us confirm it first. Boy. You are a subordinate of the Sorcerer King, are you not?"
Aura surveyed the humans behind the elder. While they wore similar clothing to him, none of them was with swords. This elder was probably the master of a dojo then, with the others being his disciples.
While she couldn't figure out what connections the Magician's Guild had to a dojo, there had to be a connection for them to be protecting this place.
Although she felt like they might be able to provide more intel to her than the average magic caster, it would probably be non-essential intel anyways.
"—Why are you not answering? I will have you know that I will not go easy on you, even if you are just a brat."
To have put up such a front in spite of Aura's magical beast was probably because they had not shown any malicious intent or bloodlust. Or perhaps their opponents were brave, had made their resolves, and were confident in themselves.
"Mmm—Hmm. Umm, if you're willing to become my guide, I won't kill you, you know? Ah, these children won't attack you either."
Aura planned to keep that promise, since Mare would kill them all later anyway.
"You dare babble your mouth, brat. You may not pass beyond this point. I cannot allow that demon-summoning item to fall into the hands of people like you."
Aura lost her composure and laughed.
Finding out that the thing was still here was enough for her. She had to secure it and give it back to Demiurge.
"Ah — is that so. So what's your answer to my question?"
"I refuse. In any case, I, Ves—"
The elder fell down with a thud.
Aura had let loose an arrow.
The elder's head, pierced by Aura's lightning-fast arrow, split open like a pomegranate. Its contents spilt all over the place.
"I don't have time for chitchat — well then, next — looks like everybody's feeling the same way, huh? If that's the case, how about you run in and grab a powerful looking magic caster to help me out?"
The humans lined up behind the elder were stunned expressionless. Aura felt like it would be too troublesome to wait till their brains had rebooted so she gave an order to her beasts.
"Kill them all."
Aura spoke as she walked towards the gate. The magical beasts zoomed past her like a whirlwind and pounced on the remaining humans. Only blood and guts remained on the ground afterwards.
Mare sat by himself on top of the second-highest tower in the castle, overlooking the capital.
In the battle that commenced three days before they had arrived at this city, Mare had killed a significant number of humans. Most of them were men however, he had not seen women or children among their ranks. In that case, what was left behind were probably all of the weaklings.
Mare's expression was filled with sorrow.
He could no longer keep count of how many times he had run those numbers in his head.
—he couldn't figure it out.
"What should I do…"
If someone was around, Mare would have consulted them, but no one else was there. Well no, the Hanzos should be there, but they wouldn't appear in front of Mare. Plus, it was useless to ask them this question.
{Umm. W-what should I do…to destroy a city this vast more efficiently and kill every human within it…?}
Before Mare came to the capital, he had destroyed multiple cities with his master and gained relevant experience for it. That was why he had a clear understanding of how difficult it was to destroy a city — of how difficult of a task it was to kill every single inhabitant in it.
Repeated and continuous use of magic could destroy every structure in the city and render it into a mountain of rubble, but to guarantee that everything within the city died along with that was a difficult thing to do.
For example, if he used magic to induce an earthquake, it would destroy all above-ground structures as well as underground facilities. People within said structures would largely be crushed to death or buried alive.
A magically-induced earthquake could not affect things outside of the spell's range, so people hiding in houses in other areas would not notice. The sound of collapsing buildings and the wails of people dying was another matter entirely.
If people heard those noises, there might be a lot of people who would come out of hiding to investigate, look out of windows, or something.
People who cover their eyes and ears in fear were the best, because if they coiled up into balls inside their own homes believing that things would soon pass over, he could just cast another spell and be done with them.
What the problem was, were people who believe that they would be the next to be crushed or the inherently brave bunch. What was even more troublesome were the weaklings who would become suicidal under stress, causing them to run in unpredictable directions.
Their moods were infectious.
Once an inhabitant noticed those who were running away, they would abandon their homes to run away too.
If they chose to run to still-standing structures, things would still be easy. However, terrified people tend to make irrational decisions such as choosing paths through collapsed areas or even try to save others trapped under the debris. They made the situation much more difficult to handle.
{I really wish they wouldn't run away…}
If it turned into that kind of a situation, he would have to use another AOE spell to kill them, effectively doing twice the work for the same result.
If not for the time constraints, doing things twice over wouldn't be such a big deal, but this was an operation carried out alongside his master. There was no way he could allow such a thing to happen.
Reason being that he would be wasting his master's precious time, but also because he would feel ashamed from having to admit that he wasn't good enough to end it in one go.
If it was an earthquake-related solution, he could not guarantee that it would kill everybody. There would be more survivors than he would have expected. While he could start a fire just in case to kill those who remain, a fire would be highly visible to people far away. It could also trigger primal flight responses, causing even more people to run away.
What a dilemma.
{I have to practice more and become more natural at this!}
Bukubukuchagama had gifted Mare the ability to destroy large quantities of enemies. In terms of how wide of an area he could affect, Mare was confident that no other Floor Guardian could rival his abilities.
That was why if he could not successfully destroy the city and kill all of its inhabitants, it would make him question his own worth and existence.
Perhaps Bukubukuchagama would be angry to see Mare like this.
"Nnnnng, nnnnng…"
Mare couldn't help but imagine Bukubukuchagama disciplining him, causing his eyes to water. Before the tears could fall, Mare wiped them away.
"I have to try my best…Ainz-sama said that too."
Mare was deeply respectful and grateful towards Ainz.
If Ainz had not let Mare to practice demolishing cities and to accrue experience over multiple tries, he would not have been able to grow as much as he did now.
Now that he thought about it, back when the war first started, Mare was asked to destroy a small town. The results of that event were honestly terrible.
Those were results that would bring shame upon Bukubukuchagama.
But while Mare took a gigantic hit to his ego, Ainz's gentle words made him so happy that he could cry.
Ainz had told Mare that as long as he understood that he lacked experience in something, all he had to do was study hard to better himself.
If one of the guardians had told him that, it would not have moved Mare as much as it did. However, the one who said it was a being of equal status to Bukubukuchagama, one of the Supreme Beings.
Mare made his resolve.
He will destroy more towns and cities and kill more people to become the person Bukubukuchagama wanted him to be.
While his voice was still that of a cute child's, his tone was filled with an unusually strong spirit, not expected of Mare. If the other guardians were to see him now and compare him to the Mare they knew, they would probably be shocked speechless.
"I'll do it right!"
Mare's hands clenched into fists as he held them in front of himself.
In any case, he had to make practical use of what he had learned so far—
"To destroy the capital and kill all of its inhabitants — hey hey, ho —"
Mare threw his tightly clenched fists upward.
The Hanzos hiding behind him raised their fists as well.


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Thursday, March 1, 2012
BBL 2011-2012 | Fast for 24 Hours
Why Did I include this on my Bucket List?
Back in college I had a study partner who was Jewish. We lived in adjacent dorms, and often ate at the same cafeteria. One day I asked him if he wanted to grab some dinner together and then study for an upcoming test. He said that he couldn't eat with me because he was fasting for the day, but he would meet me later to study. I didn't understand why he wasn't eating, so I questioned him about it and he explained that it was in observance of a religious holiday. As he was talking, I was thinking to myself, "I could never do that!"
But, why couldn't I? It's only one day. Why couldn't I abstain from food for a single day?
I am a firm believer in the idea that our attitude determines a large part of our success and happiness in life. Too often, we sell ourselves short by deciding that we can't do something before we even try, which is exactly what I did that day when I told myself that there was no way I could fast for a day. Well, here I am all these years later, FINALLY deciding to prove myself wrong.
I suppose one could ask why I even feel the need to prove myself wrong about this. Is fasting for 24 hours really that great of an accomplishment? Is it something to brag about or be proud of? Of course not. But my point is that I think it is important to pay attention to the messages that I am sending to myself about my abilities. Sometimes it is necessary to shake things up a bit, to challenge myself to do something that I didn't think I could do.
The real importance in my undertaking comes from the fact that I've spent my entire life surrounded by middle class comforts, and I've certainly never known true hunger. I don't honestly believe that fasting for a single day could even begin to give me a perspective on the suffering that many people experience who truly don't have enough food to eat. But perhaps my day spent without food will help me become more sympathetic and aware of the hardships that others face on a daily basis. And maybe, it will make me more willing to help others who are truly in need.
Was the experience what I had hoped it would be?
I was surprised that I had a much easier time avoiding food than I expected. I thought I would spend my day full of constant cravings that I would struggle to fight off, but that really didn't happen. I decided I wasn't eating until dinner, and that was that. However, I was surprised how uncomfortable I was being hungry all day, and how hard it was to focus on the things I was trying to do with my stomach grumbling constantly.
I really didn't know what to expect from this, other than knowing that I would feel good for conquering something that I knew would be difficult for me. It definitely gave me a new perspective on being hungry, and a new respect for people who fast regularly for religious, or other reasons. And it absolutely increased my sympathy for those individuals who truly do suffer from hunger.
The details...
I could have made my day of fasting easier on myself by eating first thing in the morning, going all day without food, and then sleeping through the end of my fasting period, only to wake up and eat again. But I didn't do that. It kinda felt a bit like cheating, and it also seemed to defeat the purpose of what I was trying to accomplish. So, I ate dinner as soon as I got home from work last night and then vowed to not eat again until dinner this evening.
I knew it was going to be a long 24 hours when my stomach started growling before I even went to bed last night! I was hoping that I'd wake up and my hunger would have subsided a bit, since I tend to not be very hungry in the AM. Of course, today had to be an exception, and my stomach began demanding food almost immediately. Of course, I opted to ignore it and spent my day trying to keep busy so I wasn't thinking about my grumbling stomach. When it became difficult to concentrate on other things, I tried to consume as much water as I could, and move on with my day the best I could. I was definitely happy when dinner time finally arrived!!
Do you want to see my entire 2011-2012 Bucket List? You can find it here.
Michele Whitacre is a portrait photographer serving Phoenix, Arizona and the surrounding area. Visit Michele's website at michelewhitacrephotography.com. Become a fan of Michele's work on Facebook. Follow Michele's updates on Twitter.
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Hmmm... it does sound difficult to accomplish. I assume you did this on a day you didn't have to work and be able to focus and concentrate. Good for you for reaching yet another goal you set for yourself.ReplyDelete
- Melanie bowenMarch 19, 2012 at 7:47 AM
Melanie here! I enjoyed this piece, please email me--I have a question about your blog. MelanieLBowen[at]gmail[dot]comReplyDelete
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March 21, 2019 1 min read
Can you imagine finishing a From Software game without getting hit? How about five games, back to back? And to make the challenge even more despicable, if you mess up, you have to start over at the first game. Twitch streamer The Happy Hob has done the near-impossible. He's cleared the "god run."
This week, after countless heartbreaks and close calls, the streamer completed a stupefying no-hit gauntlet of Bloodborne, Dark Souls II, Dark Souls, Demon's Souls, and Dark Souls III, in that order.
Here's the stressful final fight in Dark Souls III. (Warning: it's about to get loud up in here.)
And here's the heartwarming victory pose.
The full five-game run took over 16 hours to conclude, and it's madness. Absolute madness. I'm struggling to grasp the raw mechanical skill and sheer willpower needed to pull off something like this. Even as a viewer, my nerves are frayed. I can't fathom how The Happy Hob keeps his cool.
His wild accomplishment didn't go unnoticed. The Dark SoulsTwitter account offered its congrats.
Please accept our sincere approbation.— Dark Souls (@DarkSoulsGame) March 21, 2019
While the god run was surmounted in time for Sekiro, something tells me a break is long overdue.
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Get ready to put up the Halloween decorations!Posted: September 28, 2014 Filed under: Halloween 4 Comments
Only five weeks until Halloween!
Show your love of Halloween and drive your friends crazy by sharing the above image on your social media sites this week.
Okay. I completely forgot to write a NEW post, to tell you that I updated the old one on Friday … I've added more than a dozen new ideas (with instructions) to the collection of (mostly) easy, cheap, and great-looking options for DIY decoration projects.
Click here for: Halloween Decor ~ easy, inexpensive haunts for the house and yard (plus some wow-projects.)
PS: Come play with us at 2014: The Paranormalist's 1st Annual Halloween Photo Scavenger Hunt
Start planning your Halloween activities with a printable calendar.Posted: September 19, 2014 Filed under: Halloween 4 Comments
Today, September 19th, is just 6 Fridays before Halloween.
Show your love of Halloween and drive your friends crazy by sharing the above image on your social media sites this week.
The last time I checked in with you guys, I was running away for the weekend. I had a marvelous time exploring the city of Mankato, MN.
We toured a mansion that our guide insisted did NOT have a reputation for being haunted … despite multiple deaths which occurred in the home. In truth, I was able to find only one reference to a Hubbard House haunting on the interwebs. (From Haunted Mankato: "At night you can hear a horse and carriage come up to the front steps, hear a man and a women get out and hear the stairs creek as they walk up them, and silence.") I certainly didn't feel anything but the weight of history while I was on the property, so I guess I'll believe the guide.
We also visited a graveyard, a massacre memorial … hmmm. It's starting to sound like I should do a post about the trip.
In other news, my daughter, Pooka, just added a new necklace set – which I think is gorgeous – to her Etsy shop, Pooka Creations. 'Just thought I'd share her nifty presentation of it. The set costs $23 plus shipping.
Now a new weekend is beginning, my Ogre has come home from work, and it's time for the two of us to go have a drink and start planning our next six weeks. Just in time, I've updated this week's Halloween Countdown post.
- I've created a new, appropriately-dated, printable, planning calendar. (Preview above.)
- I've double-checked all the links.
- I've found a couple of new-this-year resources for Halloween events.
- (Including a 48 hour horror film-making challenge.)
- I've updated the dates of Minnesota events, and added a few new ones.
Click here for: Finding Halloween events & celebrating autumn: haunted houses, apple orchards, ghost tours and more.
PS: Come play with us at 2014: The Paranormalist's 1st Annual Halloween Photo Scavenger Hunt – I'll be uploading some pictures this weekend!


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Lene Jeanette Dyngeland
My name is Lene, im 18 yers old, and from Norway. I am not going to tell you, that "i know how you feel", because i really can`t imagine... I send you all of my condolences and prayers. Remember all of the good memories and he will always be in your heart.
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Crime News
Father Arrested For Serial Rape Of Daughter In Owerri Imo State 4 Years After His Wife Died
Nov 24, 2017 – Photo: Father Arrested For Defiling 10-Year-old Daughter After Her Refusal To Follow Him Home After School Raises Suspicion
Father Arrested For Serial Rape Of 10-Year-Old Daughter In Owerri Imo State 4 Years After His Wife Died
A man identified as Akarauwa Eke has been arrested by the officials of Imo State police command for allegedly defiling his daughter.
The victim, a 10-year-old primary school pupil at Baptist Nursery and Primary School in Ihiagwa, Owerri W LGA of Imo State had been living with her father along with her other siblings since their mother died in 2013.
When her father came to pick her up in school on Monday, she refused to follow him. Her refusal allegedly raised suspicion by the people around and upon investigation by teachers and residents of the area, it was discovered that the 'father from hell' had been defiling his daughter at home.
Akarauwa Eke's confession later prompted the school to hand over the girl to a non governmental organization, Virgin Heart Foundation who promised to get justice for her.
The suspect who is now in police custody is still under investigation.
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Cut off the bastard's manhood and feed it to the dogs plus life in prison.
Mango head, u r nothing but an animal! Oloshi Someborry!
Why not simply remarry if sex is your problem? Maybe when they pass castration laws sha, pple like you will think twice


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Its the last day of the month and I have a killer headache, so what would be better and more fitting than a party hat? Has anyone ever wondered why a party hat looks just like a dunce cap?
Its the last day of the month and I have a killer headache, so what would be better and more fitting than a party hat? Has anyone ever wondered why a party hat looks just like a dunce cap?
This is a ball made out of colored rubber, in its center is a flashing light. Mmmm flashing light. 😛
Ok first off today was my Daughters 14th Birthday, so while this picture WAS taken way before midnight, it is being posted after midnight, but it still counts 😛
This is a photograph of the sugar flowers on top of my Daughters Birthday Cake, it was very adult, and I am feeling way too old, and way too tired to have a 14 year old kid. 😛 On the plus side in four years I can kick her out of the house OR make her pay rent. Mwaa haa ha
This is a photograph of my wifes diamond ring that was taken on my trusty "grey card" microfiber cloth. Makes it a cinch to WB it 😛
Its a bear AND its lucky, how much more can you ask for? Except for whirled peas or some crap like that. 😛
Yes I know its a weed, and you know its a weed, but even a weed can be delicate and beautiful in its simplistic complexity. Who here hasn't blown on one of these and made a wish as it blew away into the wind?
This is Charly, she is a year and a half old White Lab, she is the replacement for Maddie, who while was a very loving dog, was on some sort of doggie crack, or at the very least was possessed by a devil of some sort. We are hoping that Charly will be a much more kind and gentle service animal, or at the very least since she is white we can have her exorcised a bit easier. 😛
This is one freaky lill toy. 😛
You know of late there has been a whole new set of "cutsie" Marvel Superhero toys geared more towards the younger set. I got my son Iron Man and Thor today, and I have to say that they are too cute for words. 😛 Now to find the Punisher and Ghostrider, 🙂 nothing quite like a guy with a big ole grin and a bazooka, and a flaming headed skull with a grin to make your day a bit brigher.
A little orange ball. Nuff said.
The headset for my cell phone. Cool aint it?
I just love tulips, the variation and the unique coloring of them are just amazing to me, far better than any set of colors I could imagine.
While I was archiving the pictures from last night's smoke shoot, I noticed this one, and I decided that I liked it enough that it needed to be included here, and its my blog so Nyaaa nyaaa here it is 😛
Well I was planning on going outside for a nice walk, and perhaps to find some lovely flower or other object to photograph. Well to my surprise its snowing, so since I was looking outside my window I saw this lovely branch and well since snow and delicate digital camera gear don't mix, this is what I got. 🙂
I had seen this technique in an article awhile ago and thought I would give it a try. Its really quite easy, lock the camera onto a sturdy tripod, put a light at a 90 degree angle, then light up some incense and hope like hell you get a good one. 😛


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soo, there was a pretty damn intense thunderstorm going on yesterday.
now, having the always entertaining topic of weather out of the way lets move on to more important things. concerts, for example!
yesterday a great one happened to be at the Explosiv Graz.
it was the first show of the amazing Super Sonic Silver Haze, and it was a blast!
The Scarabeusdream had a energetic live show that one wouldnt expect from 2 dudes with a drumset and a piano.
Zeni Gava were exactly what one would expect from a japanese band – fast, chaotic, and technical.
Zu were weird, loud and fast. gotta love it.
all in all a great evening, big thank you to the organizers!
photos below, enjoy! Continue reading "SuperSonicSilverHaze / The Scarabeusdream / Zeni Geva / ZU"


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Downtown Boca Raton Condos
Mizner Park – Condos Downtown Boca Raton
Thinking of downsizing but still are looking for a luxury lifestyle in an active affluent community. Let's look at Condos in Downtown Boca Raton and the lifestyle it affords. Walk to great restaurants, shopping and cultural events. Come see the luxury condos in downtown Boca Raton Florida. Many newer luxury condos are Boca Raton Pet Friendly Condos which is a big plus when moving from a single family home. In the past many condos would not accept pets which today's condos are making themselves more pet friendly. You can enjoy living in Downtown Boca Raton Condos now.
Many condo buyers are a very different demographics than buyers who were just snowbirds and looking for an inexpensive winter home. Today more condo buyers are coming here for longer time frames up to year round and many for 6 months or more. The new Boca Raton condo buyer is looking for a more upscale building with more space, more amenities and a luxury lifestyle. Many new Boca Raton condo buyers are moving from Golf communities and want a luxury lifestyle and the social aspect of a condo with amenities. The other condo buyers are coming from places like Chicago, New York City and are looking for a place where you can walk to shops and restaurants and of course be pet friendly. They are use to the city lifestyle and want all the amenities like a doorman, a club room, fitness center and business center.
The best part of living in Downtown Boca Raton condos are not only do you get the city life but the beach is just a mile away. The condo satisfies several different buyers. Spend the day at the beach, come home and walk to a local restaurant for dinner. Then head over for a movie or maybe a concert in Mizner Park. Your choices are endless. The other great aspect of condos in Downtown Boca Raton , you are in between both Ft. Lauderdale and West Palm Beach airports for easy travel. I-95 is a 5 minute ride and 30 minutes in each direction and you are at a major airport.
Living in Downtown Boca gives you easy access to Miami Beach, West Palm Beach and all the sporting events and concerts in the area. You are centrally located to go either direction. Come see the lifestyle in Downtown Boca Raton condos for sale.
Beach lovers we also show and sell Boca Raton oceanfront condos as well.


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The main theme is the love of Radha for Krishna and his response.
The work is considered as a masterpiece in Sanskrit poetry and a model for many a later writer. Perfection of metrical form and a wonderful display of human feelings and sentiments mark it out as an extraordinary piece of Sanskrit literature. It also shows to what heights the Sanskrit language can rise as regards beauty, elegance and even sublimity.
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Thank goodness nobody ever yelled at Thomas Edison.
With the advent of LTPD in Ontario and the decreased importance on standings, I hope that coaches feel less pressure to win and feel more comfortable allowing mistakes to happen and learning to take centre stage.
- Give your players a challenge or task.
- Let them try it.
- Let them try it at game pace, with opposition.
- If they fail, let them try it again.
- If they fail again, let them try it again.
- If there are techniques and movements that can be improved to increase chances of success, develop that technique, then try the sequence again.
- The players will know they're approaching success.


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I made a grilled version for Thanksgiving. Check it out!
While this recipe is still good, I have a different version that I like a lot better. I'll leave this recipe up for archival purposes, but for better results (IMO), see the newer post.
Bistek Tagalog (Filipino Beefsteak) is one of my favorite dishes, and it's so easy to make that I'm actually disappointed in myself for not making it before. Traditionally, it's a simple marinade of soy sauce, kalamansi juice and garlic, and you can use almost any cut of steak. Kalamansi is a musk lime that's native to the Philippines, but I only had lemons on hand, so I used those. Next time I make this, I'll see if I can get my hands on some kalamansi. Otherwise I'll use the regular supermarket limes or maybe mix lime and lemon juice.
Many recipes I saw called for chuck, flank, skirt or sirloin steaks, but I used some thinly sliced New York steaks that I found at Safeway. I also saw some recipes that used red onions, but I'm used to either yellow or white onions in this dish. Use whatever you prefer. You can also plate this however you like. I like to mix the onions and sauce up with the rice, so that's why they're separate on the plate.
1 pound of thinly cut steaks
1 onion, thinly sliced into rings
¼ cup soy sauce
¼ cup lemon juice
2 garlic cloves, minced
- Combine marinade ingredients and marinate steaks for no longer than 30 minutes.
- In a skillet, cook the steaks over medium high heat. If you're using thinner steaks, this should only take a few minutes. After the steaks are cooked, remove from skillet and place on a plate. Keep warm.
- Add the onion slices to the pan and cook until softened. Top the steaks with the onions
- Add the remaining marinade to the skillet and reduce for about a minute to make a sauce. If the sauce is too strong, add a little water to dilute it a bit. When the sauce is ready, pour over the steak and onions.
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Good Deeds, NGO (Kyiv, Ukraine) in 2015 initiated the educational project "Smart Management of Communities". We believe that national sustainable development starts from smart management of communities and every day life of us: efficiency of resources usage, waste management, communication culture with our neighbours, management skills of the community leader, political literacy of community, dialog of community and local authorities and private companies.
Since 2015 we already created an educational web-site "Smart Management of Communities" where we publish all relevant articles with best practices in this sphere.
Educational project "Smart Management of Communities" is a long term project till 2028. Its target audience: heads/managers of condominiums, initiative groups of multi-family buildings, municipal authorities, relevant companies. Later we plan to spread our audience for public buildings, offices, hotels, village territorial communities.
The major territory of our activity is Ukraine, but we are very open for international cooperation and experience exchange of communities management.
The main activities that we provide: seminars, contest of best practices, experience exchange trips to other countries, publication relevant articles and collection of best into Guidelines "Smart Management of Communities".
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Kate Middleton's uncle Gary Goldsmith recently appeared in court and confessed to physically assaulting his wife following a drunken night out, the BBC reports.
Goldsmith, the younger brother of the Duchess of Cambridge's mother Carole, admitted to punching his wife Julie-Ann Goldsmith in the face at their home in London, leaving her unconscious.
At the time of the incident, the couple had just been brought home in a taxi and were both intoxicated. The driver of the taxi told police that he saw Julie-Ann slap her husband, who lashed out with a "left hook" that knocked his wife down, leaving her with her eyes closed on the ground for roughly 15 seconds. The taxi driver said Julie-Ann then awoke, stood up shakily and told him to call the police, and he obliged.
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After pleading guilty to one count of assault by beating, Gary, 52, has been released on bail until Nov. 21, when he will be sentenced, reported the Evening Standard.
"Mr. Goldsmith began to shout at her, and both parties were drunk, having been drinking throughout the evening," said prosecutor Kate Shilton.
"Mrs. Goldsmith said she couldn't recall how it happened, but her husband punched her in the face with a closed fist to the left side of her face," Shilton continued. "She was knocked straight to the floor and hit the back of her head on the floor."


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Woodside Quilting Presents -Mark Lipinski
For 2 classes and 1 lecture
You will be hard pressed to find a more entertaining lecture and enjoyable quilting class than one taken with international quilt teacher and quilt fabric designer Mark Lipinski!
Trunk Show & Lecture - Bull in a China Shop - or The Unexpected Journey of an Out of Control Quilter Traveling the World and What He Encountered Along the Way
Saturday Sept. 19th 7:30 – 9:30 pm - $25.00 -
Location: Saydel High School Auditorium NE 54th Ave.
Class 1: Throw Me a Curve Mystery Quilt – Sat. Sept 19, 9:00 – 3:00 pm $110
Sorry no picture…because it's YOUR design! This class will be a blast …guaranteed!.. Why a Mystery Quilt?
There is nothing better than a single block or 2 that can inspire you to make one, two, three or more different quilt designs.
Class 2: The Stars and Stripes Quilt – Mon. Sept 21, 9:00 – 3:00 pm $110
This is the Stars and Stripes Quilt I designed for the PBS special for Iowa Public Television with Marianne Fons to showcase The Quilts of Valor Foundation.
Call the store or stop in to register, payment required to secure your registration for these classes and lecture. The Trunk Show & Lecture Tickets WILL go fast!
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ADK Microphone | STUDIO-VIENNA MK8 SPECIFICATIONS
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- Impedance: 200O
- S/N Ratio: 81dB (Ref: 1 Pa / A-Weighted)
- Equivalent Self-Noise: 15dB (A-Weighted / IEC 268-4)
- Max SPL @ 0.5% THD: 126dB / 140dB (0dB/-14dB Switchable PAD)
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Our country as portrayed by today's rappers, country stars, and pop icons
As long as there's been an America, there have been attempts to understand America in song. This year has seen its share of musicians trying to come to grips with an ever-more conflicted and polarizing national identity.
Across the following eight songs from 2011, we can bear witness to old-fashioned ideas of stubborn patriotism, ambivalence about capitalism, emphatic nudges in a variety of moral directions, optimism, and cynicism—not to mention a unicorn, a can of WD-40, and David Letterman. If anything, as we celebrate our country's 235th birthday this year, we can take pride in the fact that our country, flawed as she might be, is far from boring.
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