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Tuesday, July 31, 2007
....and your little dog too!!!
Background story anyone?
My in-laws and I have a semi-decent relationship. By that I mean that they barely tolerate me and I refrain from murdering them in their sleep - works for everyone with the added bonus that I don't go to jail. So imagine my surprise when I volunteered to dog sit for them while they are on vacation. Not too bad... yet. What you all are not realizing is that in my home we have a small zoo: two dogs, a cat and a rabbit. We did have two toads, but the cat gave one of them a heart attack and ate the other one, so yay for the cat. On top of that this isn't your normal every day vacation. They are going to be gone for a full month and we get another forty-seven pounds of dog hair to clean up on a daily basis, in addition to our own dogs' sixteen pounds of hair. BUT, I was trying to do the right thing since they told us that they would have to kennel the dogs for a week down in North Carolina and it was going to cost them somewhere in the vicinity of $500 to do so. Altruism is dead and I figure I'll get the investment back one of these days *evil laughter follows*.
So we extended the offer to them. They hemmed and hawed (actually it was more like hee-haw, but you get it) and decided that they would graciously allow us the opportunity to experience life with four dogs in our house: a Black Lab and a Yorkie (ours) and a Golden Retriever and a Shih Tzu (theirs). It isn't that I don't like dogs, I do, but we literally have four "bitches" in our house now. The cat is going apeshit, hissing and arching his back which I have never seen him do and he now hides in our laundry room, or upstairs away from the evil clutches of Maggie the Over exuberant Golden Retriever who thinks he is her personal chew toy.
Actually the Golden isn't that bad, although she creates mounds of dog hair and smells like a homeless person's asshole after they get the winepoo from a couple of bottles of Boone's. But the Asshat Dustmop Shih Tzu, she can go straight to hell. She is pure evil in the form of what looks like a cute little furry dog. Instead she is a growling, rancid beast that is trying to drive me stark raving mad. I swear to ever loving heaven that she is out to get me. She watches me with her beady little black eyes and I can see the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse in their evil ebony depths. I have also caught her trying to sneak up on me at random times, so to discourage this, I will sneak up on her and yell Gotcha! at the top of my lungs - this actually made her piss on my carpet but it was worth it to see her turn into a shaking, sniveling mass of whimpering fur. She growls at me as soon as I get home and try to take her out of her kennel. So now I have to throw a blanket over her head to keep her from ripping me apart limb by limb like a little land bound piranha. I fucking hate this dog!!!!
So this evening, when I got home, I immediately put the two visiting demons onto their tethers in the back yard. This way they can stay out of my way and out from under my feet - I kick first and ask questions later. After dinner, I was out in my garage and my husband peeks his head out the door and says to me: "my mother almost came back to a dead dog." Almost? Almost? I've been trying my best to knock her off for the last couple of days, so what the fuck? Apparently the little spawn of Satan had managed to tangle herself up in SuperDiva's soccer net, not once or twice, but five times. She got the loops in the netting wrapped around her evil little puppy neck and was actually hanging from it, doggy feet flailing about.
Obviously Mr. ADW untangled the wretch from a disaster of her own making and came out to tell me what happened posthaste. As soon as I found out she didn't die, I started giggling. The giggles erupted into all out cackling as soon as I visualized the little fucking princess thrashing about and gasping for breath. That outta teach you for trying to turn my arm into a meaty bone treat. Karma's a bitch and she isn't limited to us humans anymore. Suck on that one you little hellspawn, I put a little extra something in your kibble tonight. Heeeee heeeee heeeee.
29 comments:
- Miss Britt said...
ooooooh - you are so gonna get PETA hate mail.....
- July 31, 2007 at 8:32 AM
- Crunchy BC said...
My wife does the same thing when I sneak up on her.
It'a a problem.
- July 31, 2007 at 10:05 AM
- Mim said...
Why is it that the small dogs are always the demon dogs? They're supposed to be the cute ones.
- July 31, 2007 at 10:17 AM
- Glamourpuss said...
Your unabashed evil is inspiring. And your cat sounds awesome - I'm newly single again, would he fancy accompanying me mousing next weekend?
- July 31, 2007 at 10:19 AM
- Jenny! said...
Can you cover the little hellspawn in peanut butter, give the golden some "special" brownies and hope that the golden gets super hungry and eats the little one? Then it wouldn't really be your fault...the dog ate the other dog!
PETA is so gonna show up on your front stepss...after they are done throwing stones at my house!
- July 31, 2007 at 10:51 AM
- 5 of 9er said...
Miss Britt... does Peta send anything but hate mail?
- July 31, 2007 at 10:58 AM
- ADW said...
Britt - Yay! I am trying so hard to get my first hate mail.
Crunchy BC - I hope she bites you.
Mim - My little dog (Yorkie) is sweet as can be, but that hell hound is pure E-V-I-L
Puss - the Kitty is the Alpha Pet in our house and puts the dogs in their place. We've talked it over and he said a date with you would be purrrrfect. (sorry I couldn't resist)
Jenny! - bwa ha ha. That's a good idea, I'll let you know how it works out.
5 of 9 - I can't answer for Britt, but I have NEVER gotten a love letter from them...
- July 31, 2007 at 11:09 AM
I'm loving Jenny's peanut butter idea! I HATE HATE HATE little teeny dogs. On the upside, they can really get some distance on 'em when you punt.
- July 31, 2007 at 11:19 AM
- Open Grove Claudia said...
We've cared for my mil's pets as well. The last time, the dog had this awful, bleeding, nasty rash that the in-laws knew nothing about. (She has a what?) She came that way - I promise you. So off to the vet she goes and I have to give her daily baths with this expensive shampoo. Grrr.
I actually like the dog, so I'd be sad if she died. Now, she runs to me and won't go with the mil. She jumps in our truck and hides hoping to go home with us. Poor thing.
My mil was the same with her son. Gratefully, he stays with me.
- July 31, 2007 at 11:56 AM
Holy shit that was funny. Those lil dogs are CRAZY! (we have a shitzu and maltese mix, and although he is good, it took some heavy training!!!)
- July 31, 2007 at 12:03 PM
Screw you, you evil cunt.
THE Asshat Dustmop Shih Tzu
- July 31, 2007 at 12:11 PM
- ADW said...
Doll - good idea, next time I'll kick her INTO the net
Claudia - I don't really want her to die, just stop nipping at everyone.
TMP - some are good, some not so good. This one is pure evil.
Anonymous - Love letters already. My heart is going pitter-patter. But really, Shih Tzu fucking doesn't turn me on. Well, maybe if I were bathing in her blood....
- July 31, 2007 at 12:32 PM
- Kim Ayres said...
And the kids always wonder why I snarl at them whenever they ask if they could have a puppy...
- July 31, 2007 at 2:30 PM
- Paulette Foley said...
I love your blog. You really make me laugh! The thought of that dog hanging on the soccer net...she'll be a sweet, compliant puppy by the time she leaves your house. LOL
- July 31, 2007 at 3:40 PM
- Miss Kitty said...
Lord, that's funny, and I do love little dogs.
ADW, you've been tagged for a meme over on Educated & Poor. :-)
- July 31, 2007 at 8:23 PM
- ADW said...
Kim - pets are great in moderation. Apparenty my "just say no" skills are sorely lacking.
Paulette - If I can keep her from foaming at the mouth whenever she sees me by the end of the sitting session, I will feel very accomplished.
Miss K - Thanks. Don't be surprised if I don't post it for a while.
- July 31, 2007 at 8:53 PM
- Yoda said...
My roomie's GF is chinese, and she tells me that they eat dogs in China ... if only you could 'mistakenly' ship one of them to Beijing ... and yes, make sure the return address is wrong too!!
- July 31, 2007 at 9:07 PM
- Scary Monster said...
Me no liking little ankle biting doggies. Me prefers the type that can swallow the neighbors cat in one gulp.
- July 31, 2007 at 9:56 PM
- Tug said...
My mom has a shit-zoo. I hate that dog. I thought poodles sucked the big one, but I now realize they were trained by shits.
- July 31, 2007 at 11:30 PM
- Mighty Dyckerson said...
Christ, woman! You make Michael Vick look like Mother Theresa!
- August 1, 2007 at 1:14 AM
- Gaz said...
I tried, but failed. I tried to stop the mental picture of a doggie dangling, but failed. Too late, its now stuck (the mental image, not the dog!)
- August 1, 2007 at 3:29 AM
- ADW said...
Yoda - good idea
Monster - This little beyotch is even smaller than a lot of cats. I keep tying Meaty Bones to her tail trying to entice the Lab to eat her but it hasn't work asof yet.
Tug - Shit-Zoo - ha ha and bless you
Dyck - *twirling a lock of hair around my finger and batting my eyelashes* Thankyousomuch...
Gaz - The image brings a smile to my face and a chuckle to my lips...
- August 1, 2007 at 7:46 AM
- Not a Granny said...
Okay, next time post a warning, I almost lost my wine through my nose all over the lap top.
Gotta love the Shih Tzu's...want me to teach her how to use stairs to get onto your bed at night? (with evil laughter)
- August 1, 2007 at 9:45 PM
- ADW said...
Not a Granny - I will hunt you down, tie you up and let the Shih Tzu ShitonYou!!! I got vomitus just thinking about it. You are sick and twisted. I think it may be love.
- August 1, 2007 at 9:55 PM
- BottleBlonde said...
This story had me cracking up (to put it lightly)!
Dropkick the little fucker.
Kidding, of course. I don't fuck with PETA.
- August 2, 2007 at 9:33 PM
- Meemo said...
As much as I love those little bastards, the image of little doggie paws dangling, just cracked me up.
- August 3, 2007 at 8:01 AM
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Baltimore: More Violent Than Afghanistan?
"Parts of the city are very violent," said Archbishop Edwin O'Brien. "Parts of the city are as bad as Afghanistan, if not worse, as we saw this weekend."
Eighteen people were wounded in a mass shooting linked to a feud between two drug organizations. The drug-fueled violence may also have sparked several murders and a violent kidnapping, according to sources.
But is Baltimore, a city with less than a million people, worse than Afghanistan, a country with more than 30 million?
According to the Baltimore Sun, the city saw fewer killings last year than any other in the past two decades. However, data released in June show the city's homicide rate ranked the highest among the nation's cities with a population of more than 500,000. The city had 37 homicides per 100,000 residents in 2008.
Meanwhile, July has been the deadliest month for U.S. troops in Afghanistan so far. At least 30 U.S. troops have died this month - two more than the toll for June 2008, which had been the deadliest month for the American force in Afghanistan.
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Impinj Introduces the Indy® RS500 Reader SiP - the Easiest Way to Embed RFID Capability
Fully integrated RFID system in package (SiP) delivers cost-effective performance to product designers embedding RFID
June 6, 2013 - Seattle, WA
Leading UHF Gen 2 radio frequency identification (RFID) technology provider Impinj, Inc. today launched the fully integrated Indy RS500 reader SiP, which greatly simplifies embedding RFID functionality in virtually any device. A complete reader system in a small surface-mount package, Impinj's Indy RS500 SiP delivers value to product designers in three important ways:
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As a turnkey solution that's fully tested and meets regional regulatory requirements, the Indy RS500 is the perfect solution for embedded applications that require reading small tag populations with moderate range.
The Indy RS500's small form factor supports diverse applications that require a low-cost, embedded UHF Gen 2 RFID reader, such as consumables authentication, access control, process control, appliances, printers and low-cost handhelds. Unlike typical embedded RFID reader solutions that require greater investment due to complexity in RF design, manufacturing and certification, the Indy RS500 has no external components, making the SiP easier to design into products than any alternative.
"We're seeing an explosion in the number of companies that are adding RFID to ordinary things to make them work better," said Scot Stelter, Director of Product Marketing at Impinj. "By offering a complete reader in a tiny, easy-to-use package, we're helping design teams capture RFID's benefits faster and at lower cost."
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Last night, I went to sleep in a world where the iPad mini with Retina display (iPad MRD) was just a vague hope for the coming weeks. This morning, I woke up in a world where the iPad MRD was a reality, ready to be purchased from the Apple Store Online. I like this morning's world a lot better. Here's what you need to know:
At the time of this writing, this is online, only. Apple dropped this on us without warning or preamble. In the middle of the night, the Online, Apple Store went down, the came back up with the new minis ready to go. Apple has not made an official statement about availability.
This is not a preorder. This is the real thing. At the time of this writing, a 16 GB or 32 GB wifi only model ships within 1 - 3 business days. Everything else is 5 - 10 business days. Tim Cook has already warned us that these units would be in short supply. If your heart is set on getting one for the holidays, you should run, not walk, to your nearest web browser, and point it to www.apple.com.
I will let you know as soon as there is word on retail availability. I told you to line up for the 5S, and I was right. I told you that lining up would not be necessary for the iPad Air. Again, I was right. Now, I'm telling you, if you want to pick one of these up in person, you need to hit the Apple Store as soon as you get the green light. Burn rubber. They will be in short supply.
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After cryptocurrency's value plunges What bitcoin giveth, bitcoin taketh away.
Cameron and Tyler Winklevoss, the twin brothers who became billionaires
Afte the run-up in the price of bitcoin and other digital assets toward the end of last year, have seen their fortunes drop 37 per cent in the past month as the cryptocurrency plunged.
Bitcoin dipped below $10,000 (£7,266) Wednesday, extending a rout that has sliced $443m from the net worth of each brother, leaving them with $739m apiece, at least on paper, according to the Bloomberg Billionaire Index.
Bitcoin dropped more than 10 per cent to $9,178, the first time it had traded below the $10,000 threshold since 1 December, according to consolidated pricing data collated by Bloomberg. It rebounded to $10,768 on Thursday morning, still well below its peak of $19,511 on 18 December.
Still, the twins may not be too concerned. They intend to hold their Bitcoin for the long-term and expect it to "appreciate by 10 to 20 times its current value," Cameron Winklevoss said in a 8 December interview with Bloomberg.


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Brandon's Bliss: A SEALs of Honor World Novel by Dale Mayer
(Heroes for Hire Book 13)
Release Date March 6, 2018
Brandon, the newest member of Levi's team, heads to Africa and Bullard's aid. Bullard purchased a new holding and went missing within a few days of his arrival.
After working for Bullard for five years, Kasha knows most of Levi's team. Brandon is new to her though, but not for long. He is instrumental in planning her boss's rescue and seems to always be at her side in the ensuing days as they determine the mess Bullard has accidentally stepped into – a gun running deal gone wrong, the holding coming under attack. Emotions, heightened by danger, run strong as Brandon positions himself instinctively at Kasha's side.
She doesn't need Brandon's protection but loves being with him. Yet if they want a future together they have to find a way out of this mess before they join the bodies stacking up outside…
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Kasha stood inside the open garage as they barreled forward, coming to a screeching halt. She stared at the occupants for a moment and then her face lit up. "Levi and Ice. Man, the bodies drop every time you show up."
Ice hopped out, but she was still battle ready, fully armed and spinning around, looking for more enemies. Kasha watched as Ice swept her way back outside to see if any of the men who had been shot were on the move. Levi smiled at Kasha and raced out behind Ice. Two other men were in the back of the vehicle.
She nodded and said, "Rhodes, is that you?"
"Hey, Kasha." Rhodes pointed to the guy beside him as they got out and said, "This is Flynn."
She smiled at the second man who returned a lazy grin—the kind deadly to all women—before he and Rhodes disappeared behind Levi and Ice, all checking the outside perimeter of the fortress.
That was it. She was once again alone in the garage. She made her way to the open door and took a quick look outside. Four dead men were on the right, and she had no idea how many were around the corner. She couldn't leave with the garage open, with her friends still outside, with the cabinets full of weapons. Nor could she leave Bullard without a front line of defense. She waited.
Finally Ice returned, laughing and talking to Levi at her side. She walked over and gave Kasha a hug. "Not exactly the nicest greeting in the world. Please tell me Bullard's okay."
Kasha smiled. "Bullard is Bullard. Our cook pulled a gun on him. Unfortunately for her, Bullard decided he'd had enough of being attacked."
"Did he kill her?" Levi's tone was casual, but his gaze was not. It was extremely intent and world-weary.
"No, he shot her in the hand."
"That's what I would have expected," Ice said casually. She walked toward the door. "This is a hell of a place you've got here."
"You mean a hell of a place Bullard's got here." Kasha looked back at the open doors. "I don't really want to leave the garage door open." She pointed to the cabinets. "Every one of these is full of weapons."
Levi and Ice opened the padlocks up and started to whistle. "Wow. Look at that firepower."
"I know. That's what we mean. Arms dealing. Maybe an arms depot is more like it."
The garage filled as everybody but Harrison came in. She glanced around and asked Brandon, "Where's Harrison?"
"He's standing guard on the rooftop in case anybody else comes out of the woodwork."
She nodded. "That's smart." With everybody laughing and greeting each other, she closed the big garage doors under Ice's watchful eyes. Kasha then led the way to Bullard who was now sitting and looking more alert than she had seen him since his return.
Tahlia, on the other hand, was tied to a chair, looking like she could faint from the pain.
Ice walked over to Tahlia and looked at the hand. She didn't say a word to the woman. She turned to Bullard and said, "Have you got someone coming to collect her?"
Bullard nodded. "What passes for law enforcement in the area is on its way."
Ice nodded. "She'll need a medic."
"Hey, I patched her up. You want to help her, go right ahead. But she needs surgery, and her hand is still likely to be useless."
Ice didn't say anything. She turned her back on the woman and walked over to Bullard. He grinned and opened his arms as she stepped in for a hug. Kasha watched in quiet amazement. Bullard had had several relationships since she'd known him, but nothing compared to what he had had with Ice.
Kasha then glanced at Levi and saw he was unconcerned. He was watching all the computer equipment as the security cameras showed various scenes from around the holding.
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KUALA LUMPUR July 2 — The Human Rights Commission of Malaysia (Suhakam) hopes that the government will not delay in abolishing the death penalty.
Suhakam chairman Tan Sri Razali Ismail said the commission would let Prime Minister Tun Dr Mahathir Mohamed decide on the matter without interference from other parties.
"If we take a poll from the Malaysian people now, a lot of them will agree to get rid of the death penalty.
"We should get going and do it within this year.
"Of course there will be many quarters that will review it from various aspects and on how to deal with certain custom practices, religion and all, but for me that is the business of the PM to put it all together."
Razali said this to reporters after attending the workshop on the United Nations Convention Against Torture And Other Cruel, Inhuman Or Degrading Treatment Or Punishment (Uncat) with the Malaysian Islamic Community here today.
Meanwhile, Deputy Secretary-General of the Ministry of Home Affairs (Moha) Datuk Seri Nadzri Siron said that the death sentence on 17 inmates in death row had been put on hold pending a government review on capital punishment.
He stated that the outcome might take a while as the Cabinet would have to deliberate on the findings if the review.
Nadzri said the review process on capital punishment would begin as soon as possible, as it is a directive from the government.
"The review will involve all laws where the death penalty is prescribed, including the Dangerous Drugs Act 1952 and the Firearms Act 1971," he said. — Bernama


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Versace's killer vanished. And the manhunt was on
Gianni Versace's murder shocked South Florida and the world
July marks the 20th anniversary of the murder of designer Gianni Versace in South Beach and the search for his killer, Andrew Cunanan. This report on the manhunt, from the Miami Herald archives, was published July 24, 1997.
He could be in another city, another country or hiding down your block. Andrew Cunanan could be anywhere.
The only thing authorities know for sure is that a suspected serial killer lived quietly in Miami Beach and frolicked loudly on South Florida's gay scene for two months and now seems to have simply vanished, despite massive media exposure and a manhunt that ranks among the largest in state history.
To the public, the fact that an infamous sociopath could pass undetected for so long is unsettling. To experts, it isn't surprising — particularly with South Florida's shifting population of tourists and transients.
"Miami's a good town for this," said Brian McGuinness, a veteran Miami private investigator. "I don't think it's a huge trick to blend into the landscape."
In fact, South Florida is such a great place to turn ghost that Kenn Abaygo, author of Advanced Fugitive: Running, Hiding, Surviving and Thriving Forever lists it as a top destination for the desperate.
"It's excellent. As a matter of fact, in Advanced Fugitive, I recommend Fort Lauderdale. All of South Florida is excellent for urban evasion," said Abaygo, a Plantation resident published by the niche house, Paladin Press, known for controversial guides like Hit Man: A Technical Manual for Independent Contractors.
A week after the brazen slaying of designer Gianni Versace, authorities continue to publicly profess the belief Cunanan remains in South Florida. But that amounts mainly to a presumption police and federal agents must go on until solid leads point them elsewhere.
Some investigators on the case believe he fled immediately. Mike Marquez, a Miami police detective who has spent the past week fielding phone tips, says, "If he's any kind of smart, he's out of here. There are 400 agents out looking for him. He's in the kitchen and there's a lot of heat."
But even with the heat, experts outside the case agree, it's not unusual that Cunanan could hide in plain sight with relative ease — either here or on the run. He has a lot going for him, from where he lived to his lifestyle to his looks.
The neighborhood around the Normandy Plaza Hotel, where Cunanan paid cash for his $36-a-night room, is packed with similar hotels and condos, clean but cheap. With a revolving supply of working-class residents and tourists, Cunanan's behavior — in all day, out all night —didn't raise an eyebrow.
He depended on the same social dynamics that make South Florida a magnet for fleeing crooks and scammers, says McGuinness, the private detective. "It's not like small-town America where people talk about the new stranger."
Before the Versace killing, Cunanan, despite national publicity and status on the FBI's most wanted list, openly mingled in gay clubs from South Beach to Fort Lauderdale — apparently without a single patron recognizing him.
George Mangrum, Miami bureau chief for the gay-oriented magazine Scoop, finds that understandable as well. With South Beach an international tourist destination for gays, there are so many new faces that its hard to be recognized -- even for those who work hard at it.
"It's a very different attitude here. It's friendly but it's blasé about other people's lives. It's a very self-centered town," Mangrum said. "It's the same reason Gianni Versace felt like he was able to go unnoticed."
Experts agree another factor working for Cunanan is his appearance. With a pleasant but bland face, Latin-like coloring and medium height and build, he resembles the definition of average South Florida male.
That makes disguise a relatively easy matter. Miami Beach police, who found women's underwear and hair clippers among Cunanan's possessions, issued a caution that he could be dressed as a woman. But even a baseball cap and glasses would serve him well.
"He doesn't have any outstanding physical characteristics," said Humberto Rapado, a special agent with the Florida Department of Law Enforcement and acting chief of the violent crimes squad, which hunts dangerous criminals.
Human nature also works in Cunanan's favor, Rapado said. Despite the widespread publicity and the thousands of tips pouring in, most people simply don't believe they'd be the ones to spot a killer.
Whether he's in South Florida or elsewhere, he likely is lying low now, says Peter Smerick, a retired FBI agent who specialized in criminal profiling. "He's probably watching every program that comes on and reading every newspaper that's available."
He could be alone or have enlisted help — from a friend or lover here or elsewhere or by threat. His potential hiding places range from houses to houseboats. He could have fled on anything from bike to bus to stolen boat, even a rusty freighter to Haiti. Bogus IDs are a breeze to acquire and with a credit card, it's also simple to drive from Miami to say, New Hampshire, without ever even showing your face to a gas clerk —just slide a credit card into the pump.
On the wilder side, author Abaygo said, Cunanan could even blend into with the homeless, a technique he advocates in his book. "It's remarkably easy to do," said Abaygo, who says he is a former government operative trained in evasion tactics. "When was the last time someone checked into a homeless shelter and was asked for identification?"
Abaygo also likes South Florida for other options, including the Everglades, but he doubts that move for Cunanan. "He's very much an urbanite. He'd be uncomfortable heading out of Miami into the Everglades."
The likelihood, experts say, is that some serious mistake by Cunanan or tip from the public will eventually nail him. The notion that agents can predict the actions of deranged killers like chess masters plot opponent's moves is a "Hollywood type of situation," says Smerick. "Unfortunately, real life doesn't work that way."
In real life, killers sometimes escape. Take Juan Fleitas, one of six killers who tunneled out of Glades Correctional Institution in January 1995. Fleitas slipped through a statewide dragnet.
"There are people who have been gone for a number of years," Rapado says. "Then, there are people we've never heard from again."
April 25: Andrew Cunanan leaves San Diego, telling friends he needs to "take care of business" in Minneapolis.
April 29: Police find Jeffrey Trail, a friend of Cunanan, beaten to death with a claw hammer. His body is in the apartment of architect David Madson, another friend of Cunanan.
May 3: Madson is found shot to death near the shore of a lake, north of Minneapolis. His red Jeep Cherokee is missing.
May 4: The body of wealthy Chicago real estate magnate Lee Miglin is found in his garage. His throat was cut with a gardening saw. Madson's Jeep is found nearby; Miglin's green Lexus is missing.
May 9: William Reese, a cemetery caretaker, is found shot to death in Pennsville, N.J. His red Chevrolet pick-up truck is missing, and Miglin's Lexus is found at the cemetery.
May 10: A license plate is stolen from the Watts family of Florence, S.C. The plate is later discovered on Reese's red pick-up truck, parked in Miami Beach.
May 12: A man using one of Cunanan's aliases checks into the Normandy Plaza Hotel, 6979 Collins Ave., Miami Beach. He uses a passport as identification.
June 10: A time-stamped ticket later found on Reese's truck indicates it was parked in a garage at 13th Street and Collins Avenue in Miami Beach on this date.
July 7: Andrew Cunanan pawns a gold coin at Cash on the Beach pawn shop, 243 71st St., Miami Beach. He signs his own name, gives a thumbprint, and uses his own passport as identification. Police believe the coin was stolen from Lee Miglin.
July 15: Gianni Versace is killed in Miami Beach. The only suspect: Andrew Cunanan.


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Mulayam Singh has taken a bold step of organizing his election rallies inside the bank…
Raj Babbar has offered to resign from the post of Uttar Pradesh Congress chief after his party's disastrous performance in the just concluded in the state. Congress was able to muster only 7 seats which was even lower than the 9 seats won by Apna dal. This was nothing less than humiliation for Babbar as he was not able to reignite people's faith in Congress.
But, Congress losing the election is the news which has taken a back seat. The most important and breaking news for people is the fact that they are now aware as to who was the U.P Congress chief. Congress has been projecting the Gandhi family with the hope that the popularity and history of the family will convert into seats for them. In doing so they completely forgot to tell people about their Leader in U.P which obviously was Raj Babbar.
Well, this can be taken as a lesson by Congress for the upcoming state elections in Gujarat. BJP should be thankful to the voters for supporting them, because they had made the same mistake as Congress. Even as people are praising PM Modi and Amit Shah for the historic win, no one actually knows about the BJP U.P chief.
Well, when you win your flaws are rarely noticed by people, unless you are Shikhar Dhawan, where people always see a flaw in your skill. AAP is a party which dint bore this brunt from the people, as people already knew whom to blame for its loses in Goa and Punjab. Seems like the position of AAP state chief is shielded from any kind of pressures which other party chiefs have to go through.
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Remnant Population: A Novel
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Finalist for the Hugo Award • "Ofelia—tough, kind, wise and unwise, fond of food, tired of foolish people—is one of the most probable heroines science fiction has ever known."—Ursula K. Le Guin
For forty years, Colony 3245.12 has been Ofelia's home. On this planet far away in space and time from the world of her youth, she has lived and loved, weathered the death of her husband, raised her one surviving child, lovingly tended her garden, and grown placidly old. And it is here that she fully expects to finish out her days—until the shifting corporate fortunes of the Sims Bancorp Company dictates that Colony 3245.12 is to be disbanded, its residents shipped off, deep in cryo-sleep, to somewhere new and strange and not of their choosing. But while her fellow colonists grudgingly anticipate a difficult readjustment on some distant world, Ofelia savors the promise of a golden opportunity. Not starting over in the hurly-burly of a new community . . . but closing out her life in blissful solitude, in the place she has no intention of leaving. A population of one.
With everything she needs to sustain her, and her independent spirit to buoy her, Ofelia actually does start life over–for the first time on her own terms: free of the demands, the judgments, and the petty tyrannies of others. But when a reconnaissance ship returns to her idyllic domain, and its crew is mysteriously slaughtered, Ofelia realizes she is not the sole inhabitant of her paradise after all. And, when the inevitable time of first contact finally arrives, she will find her life changed yet again—in ways she could never have imagined. . . .
"Pure satisfaction from cover to cover."—Anne McCaffrey
For forty years, Colony 3245.12 has been Ofelia's home. On this planet far away in space and time from the world of her youth, she has lived and loved, weathered the death of her husband, raised her one surviving child, lovingly tended her garden, and grown placidly old. And it is here that she fully expects to finish out her days—until the shifting corporate fortunes of the Sims Bancorp Company dictates that Colony 3245.12 is to be disbanded, its residents shipped off, deep in cryo-sleep, to somewhere new and strange and not of their choosing. But while her fellow colonists grudgingly anticipate a difficult readjustment on some distant world, Ofelia savors the promise of a golden opportunity. Not starting over in the hurly-burly of a new community . . . but closing out her life in blissful solitude, in the place she has no intention of leaving. A population of one.
With everything she needs to sustain her, and her independent spirit to buoy her, Ofelia actually does start life over–for the first time on her own terms: free of the demands, the judgments, and the petty tyrannies of others. But when a reconnaissance ship returns to her idyllic domain, and its crew is mysteriously slaughtered, Ofelia realizes she is not the sole inhabitant of her paradise after all. And, when the inevitable time of first contact finally arrives, she will find her life changed yet again—in ways she could never have imagined. . . .
"Pure satisfaction from cover to cover."—Anne McCaffrey
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OneSims Bancorp Colony File #3245.12 Between her toes the damp earth felt cool, but already sweat crept between the roots of her hair. It would be hotter today than yesterday, and by noon the lovely spice-scented red flowers of the dayvine would have furled their fragile cups, and drooped on the vine. Ofelia pushed the mulch deeper against the stems of the tomatoes with her foot. She liked the heat. If her daughter-in-law Rosara weren't within sight, she would take off her hat and let the sweat evaporate. But Rosara worried about cancer from the sun, and Rosara was sure it wasn't decent for an old woman to be outside with nothing on her head but thinning gray hair.Not that it was so thin. Ofelia touched her temples, as if to tuck an errant strand in place, but really to confirm the thick strands of the braid she wore. Still thick, and her legs still strong, and her hands, though knotted with age and work, still capable. She eyed her daughter-in-law, at the far end of the garden. Scrawny, hair the color of scorched paper, eyes of mud. Thought she was beautiful, with her narrow waist and her pale hands, but Ofelia knew better. She had always known better, but Barto would not listen to a mother's wisdom, and now he had Rosara of the narrow body—like a snake, Ofelia had said once only—and no children.She minded that less than the others thought. She could have welcomed a daughter-in-law independent enough to refuse children. No, it was Rosara's determination to enforce on her mother-in-law all the petty rules intended to preserve the virtue of virgins . . . that she could not tolerate."We should have planted more beans," Rosara called. She had said that at planting, knowing that Ofelia could not use all the beans she normally grew. She wanted Ofelia to grow beans to sell, as well as beans to eat."We have enough," Ofelia said."If the crop does not fail," Rosara said."If the crop fails, a bigger crop would be a bigger failure," Ofelia said. Rosara snorted, but did not contradict. Perhaps she was finally learning that it did no good to argue. Ofelia hoped so. Ofelia went on working on the tomatoes, pushing the mulch here and there, tying up straggling ends of the vines. Rosara claimed the tomato vines made her skin itch; she stayed away from them. Ofelia hunkered down to hide a smile as she thought of this, enjoying the strong green tomato smell.She dozed off, there among the tomatoes, rousing only when the slanting afternoon light probed between the rows. Light in her eyes had always waked her; she was still sure she had not slept at all in the cryo tanks because the lights stayed on all the time. Humberto had said that was ridiculous, that no one was awake in cryo, that was the point. Ofelia had not argued, but she was sure she remembered the light, always stabbing through her eyelids.Now, lying drowsy on the crumbly mulch between the rows of tomatoes, she thought how peaceful it looked, that little green jungle. Silent, too, for once; Rosara must have gone back inside without noticing she was asleep. Or perhaps the bitch didn't care. Ofelia rolled the insult on her tongue, silently, savoring it. Bitch. Slut. She didn't know many such words, which gave the few in her vocabulary extra richness, all the anger that some people spread over many words on many occasions.Bartolomeo's voice in the street cut across her reverie, and she sat up as fast as she could, hissing at the pain in her hip and knees."Rosara! Rosara, come out!" He sounded excited or angry or both. He often did. Most of the time it was nothing, but he would never admit it, even afterward. Of all her children, Barto was the one Ofelia had liked least, even in infancy; he had been a greedy nurser, yanking on her nipples as if she could never be enough for him. He had grown from greedy infancy to demanding childhood, the son whom nothing satisfied; he had quarreled incessantly with the other children, demanding fairness which always meant his benefit. In manhood he was the same, the traits she had liked least in Humberto magnified ten times. But he was her only living child, and she understood him."What?" Rosara sounded snappish; either she had been napping (something Barto and Ofelia both disapproved of) or working on her computer."It's the Company—they've lost the franchise."A shriek from Rosara. It might mean that for once Barto was upset about something worth the trouble, or it might mean that she had just found a pimple on her chin. With Rosara, it might be either, or anything in between. Ofelia struggled to her knees, then, with a hand on a tomato stake, to her feet. Her vision grayed slightly and she waited for it to come back. Age. Everyone said it was age, and it would get worse. She didn't think it was that bad, except when people wanted her to hurry, and she couldn't. "Mama!" Barto, bursting out the kitchen door into the garden. Ofelia was glad to be upright and obviously working; it gave her a tiny bit of moral leverage."Yes?" She had spotted a fat caterpillar, and when he loomed over her she had it fast in the loop. "See?""Yes, mama. That's nice. Listen, it's important—""A good crop this year," Ofelia said."Mama!" He leaned over, pushing his face into hers. He looked more like Humberto than anyone else, yet Humberto had had gentle eyes."I'm listening," she said, putting out her hand to the tomato stake again."The Company's lost the franchise," he said, as if that meant something."The Company's lost the franchise," Ofelia repeated, to prove she'd been listening. He often accused her of not listening."You know what that means," he said impatiently, but then went on to tell her. "It means we have to leave. They're yanking the colony." Rosara had come out of the house behind him; Ofelia could see the patches of red on her cheeks."They can't do that! It's our home—!""Don't be stupid, Rosara!" Barto spat onto the tomato plants, as if they were her body; Ofelia flinched, and he glared at her. "Or you, mama. Of course they can make us leave; we're their employees."Employees who never got paid, Ofelia said to herself. Employees with no retirement, no medical benefits except what they produced for each other. Employees who were supposed to support themselves and produce a surplus. Not that they had produced the regular shipments of tropical woods that they'd been assigned . . . it had been years since they'd had enough adults to continue logging."But I worked so hard!" Rosara wailed. For once Ofelia agreed with her; she felt the same way. She looked sideways at the tomato plants, avoiding Barto's glare, focusing on the fringed margin of the leaves, the tiny hairs bristling from the stems. The first flower buds hung like little chandeliers, still folded tight, ready to open in the light, take fire, and—"Listen to me," Barto insisted. His hand came between Ofelia and the tomatoes, caught her chin and forced her face around. "You still have a vote in the council, mama. You have to come to the meeting. You have to vote with us. We have a chance to choose where we're sent."A meeting. She hated meetings. She noticed he didn't tell Rosara, but then he knew Rosara would come anyway, and vote however he told her."A vote is a vote," he told her now, louder, as if she were deaf. "Even yours." He released her chin. "Go inside now; get ready." Ofelia edged past him, her bare toes safely distant from his hard-soled boots. "And wear shoes!" he yelled after her. Behind her, his voice and Rosara's were lower without being softer, harsh mutterings she could not quite hear.She had bathed, washed her hair, and put on the best clothes she had left. The dress hung loosely now, the waist dipping where she had nothing left above to fill the bodice, the hem lifting behind to accommodate the stoop in her back. On her feet, the shoes she had not worn for months cramped her toes and rubbed her heels. She would have blisters from this meeting, and what good would that do? She had leaned her head on the kitchen door and heard Barto tell Rosara that on another world his mother would surely be forced to dress decently again. He meant wear shoes, and a dark dress like this, all the time.She sat quietly on the bench beside Rosara, and listened to the sounds of grief and anger that filled the room. Only a few saw this as opportunity—a few men, a few women, about half the younglings. The rest saw only wasted years, loss, misery. They had worked so hard, and for what? How could they start over, face the same hard work again? Here at least they had houses already built, gardens already planted.Carl and Gervaise interrupted the complaints and presented the alternatives to vote on, though they never said how they'd learned about them. Ofelia did not believe the Company would give them a choice; she was sure the vote would come to nothing. Still, when Barto reached across Rosara to prod her ribs and hiss at her, she stood when he did, voting for Neubreit rather than Olcrano. The others voted for Neubreit, almost two thirds of them, and only the most stubborn, like Walter and Sara, insisted they would not go there.Only at the end of the meeting, when she stood up and turned around, did she notice the Company rep, standing at the door. He had the sleek, youthful look of a shipman, someone whose skin never saw starlight but through a hatch. No sun had baked him; no winter had frozen him; no rains had washed, or winds dried, him. In his crisp, clean clothes, his polished shoes, he looked like an alien. He said nothing. Before anyone could speak to him, he had turned and walked away, into the darkness. Ofelia wondered if he knew about the slimetrails, but of course he would have shipeyes; he would be able to see where colonists could not.The next morning, Ofelia rose at dawn and went out into the garden, barefooted as always and wearing her oldest workshirt. Until the sun rose, she refused to wear her hat, and so she saw the movement along the lane beyond the garden, the Company reps in their crisp shipclothes. Many of them. All wearing the same blue-gray uniforms the color of morning fog, with the Sims Bancorp logo.One of them stopped to stare back at her. "Ma'am," he said, unsmiling but polite.The thing she loved most about dawn was the silence, the emptiness of it. He stood there, as if he had a right to ruin her morning solitude. He was going to ask questions, and in courtesy she must answer them. She sighed, and looked away, hoping he would think her too old and fuddled to be worth his time."Ma'am, did you vote last night?"He wasn't going away. She looked at him, seeing the youth, the differentness . . . the skin untouched by weather, the eyes that stared right at her as if he had the right. . . ."Yes," she said shortly. Then, because courtesy would not allow her to be so abrupt, she found herself saying, "I don't know what to call you . . . I don't mean to be rude."He smiled, genuinely amused. Was courtesy so rare among the shipfolk still? "I wasn't offended," he said. He came nearer. "Are those real tomatoes?"He had not answered her question. She would have to be more direct. "I cannot talk to someone when I have no way to address them," she said. "My name is Sera Ofelia.""Oh—I'm Jorge. Sorry. You reminded me of my grandmother; she calls me Ajo. But—do they really grow like this, in the open . . . contaminated?"Ofelia stroked the leaves with her hand, releasing the heavy scent. "Yes, these are tomatoes, and yes, they grow in the open air. They have no tomatoes now, of course; they are just blooming." She turned up several leaves to show him the clusters of flower-buds."It's too bad," he said, in the tone of one who is politely regretting some inconvenience he will not himself endure. "You have such a garden, and it's wasted—""Nothing is wasted," Ofelia said."But you're leaving in thirty days," the young man said. She reminded herself that his name was Jorge and he had a grandmother who loved him. That seemed impossible; he could have popped from a gliss-wrapped package like the holiday gifts of her childhood, brightly colored and smooth all over. Surely he had not been born in blood and mess like real children. "You don't have to work in the garden anymore. You should be packing.""I like working in the garden," Ofelia said. She wanted him to go away. She wanted to find out what had just changed in her, somewhere inside, when he said "But you're leaving." She looked down. On the ground, on top of the mulch, a slimerod oozed along looking for something to puncture with its one hard part, its little hollow cylinder of shell. Ofelia picked it up by its soft hinder end and watched it lengthen until it was at least ten centimeters long and thin as yarn. Then she flicked it around with a practiced snap of the wrist, and cracked its shell on her other thumb. It made her thumb sting a moment, but it was worth the sting for the look of shocked horror on the young man's face."What was that?" he asked. From his expression, he expected to hear something terrible. Ofelia obliged. "We call it a slimerod," she said. "And the piercing part is like a medical needle, hollow, so it can suck—" She didn't have to say more; the young man was backing away already."Can it go through . . . shoes?" He was staring now at her bare feet. Ofelia grinned to herself, and made a show of scratching the back of one leg with her other foot."It depends on the shoes," she said. She supposed it might go through a pair of thin cloth shoes with holes in them already. And it didn't go through human skin (she didn't know why) but she didn't say that. Mostly it went through the stems of her plants, not finding what it wanted and leaving wounds the plants spent precious calories mending. But if it made the young man sick enough to go away, she would imply horrors."I guess you'll be glad to leave," the young man said."Excuse me," Ofelia said. "I have to use the . . ." she gestured at the shed at the end of the garden. That did it; he flushed an uncomely color and turned away abruptly. She almost giggled. He should have known they had inside conveniences; the first thing the colonists had done was install their waste recycler. But she was glad to see him go. In case he turned back, she walked the rest of the way to the toolshed and went in.Ofelia had moved before. She knew that it took longer than thirty days to move, if you tried to take things with you. The Company reps had told people they need take nothing; it would all be provided. But forty years is forty years, a life- time for some, more than that for others. Few of the originals were left; Ofelia was the oldest of these. She had the clearest memory of other places, and she sometimes woke with vivid flashes of that memory. The smell of corn porridge spiced with mezul . . . a spice that could not be grown here. She remembered the day she had used the last of it, after Humberto died. The way the street looked outside their apartment in Visiazh, with the vendors' bright awnings over piles of ripe fruits and vegetables, mounds of colorful clothes, racks of pots and pans. She had thought once she could not live without that much color, that much noise and that many people; she had moped a whole year here, miserable until she found the one kind of bright flower that would grow along the edge of the garden.She had little to pack. She had not drawn many clothes from the community store in the past decade. Her old keepsakes had vanished over the years, one after another—most left behind when they became colonists, the rest broken by children, gnawed by insects, dissolved in one or the other of the two big floods or rotted afterwards by fungus. She still had a chipic of Humberto and herself at their wedding, and one of the first two children, and a ribbon she had won in primary school for spelling, now faded a pale pearly gray. That and the fruit dish her mother-in-law had given her, an ugly thing which had survived her intentional carelessness when more beauti- ful things perished. She could easily be ready in less than thirty days. Except—she leaned her head against the handle of the hoe hanging on the toolshed wall. Somewhere inside, at the moment the young man had said she was leaving, things changed. She felt for that change, as she would have fumbled in the shadowy house for her crochet hook in its bag of yarn.She wasn't going. Ofelia blinked, suddenly wider awake than she remembered being for a long time. A memory welled up, clear as morning dew that reflected tiny curved pictures of the world around it. Before she married Humberto, before she got involved with that fool Caitano, back when she had just finished primary, she had flourished that spelling ribbon in her father's face and insisted she was not—absolutely was not—going to quit school and go to work in the local branch of Sims Bancorp cleaning the floors at night.Her mind recoiled from the memory of what had followed that defiance; the facts were enough without the emotion. In the misery of being only a janitor—she, who had won a scholarship to secondary, a scholarship Lucia had taken instead—she had fooled herself into a relationship with Caitano.But—she retreated from all that to the cool dawn shadow of the toolshed. But she was here, and she was not going. She felt light, suddenly, as if she were falling, as if the ground had disappeared from under her feet and she would fall until she found the middle of the planet. Was this joy, or fear? She could not tell. She knew only that with every heartbeat her blood carried the same message to bone and muscle: she was not going."Mama!" Barto, at the kitchen door. Ofelia grabbed the first tool her hand fell on, and she backed out of the toolshed. Pruning shears. Why pruning shears? Nothing needed pruning. She turned around, and found the words to say."I can't find the little nippers, the ones for the tomatoes.""Mama, forget the tomatoes. We won't be here to harvest them. Listen—we're having another meeting. The Company says it doesn't care about the vote."Of course the Company didn't care. That's what it meant to be on contract. She understood that, if she understood nothing else, what it meant to be signed, sealed, delivered to the masters. They would not listen to the colonists any more than Humberto had listened to her. She did not say this to Barto. It would only provoke another argument, and she disliked arguments, especially in her special time, the early morning."Barto, I am too old for these meetings," she said."I know that." He sounded impatient, as always. "Rosara and I are going; we want you to begin the inventory.""Yes, Barto." Easier that way. He and Rosara would go, and she could come back out and smell the garden in the morning, its best time. "And we need breakfast," he said. Ofelia sighed, and hung the pruning shears back on their hook. Already the sun was burning away the morning mist, and she could feel heat on her head. Already she could hear voices from other houses, other gardens. Rosara could cook breakfast; she usually did. She didn't like the way Ofelia cooked.Inside, Ofelia mixed flour and oil and water to make the dough, patted it out, and flipped the thin rounds on the griddle. While they browned, she chopped onions and herbs, leftover sausage, cold boiled potatoes. When the flatcakes were done, she rolled them deftly around the cold filling, adding a dash of vinegar and oil. Barto liked these; Rosara wanted a hot filling. Ofelia didn't care. This morning she could have eaten metal shavings, or nothing. She paid no attention to Rosara's ritual complaint, or Barto's ritual compliment. As they finished dressing, she scraped the cutting board into the garden pail.After they left, Ofelia carried the garden pail out and dumped it into the trench, kicking dirt over the curls of potato peels, the limp ends of carrots and turnip greens, the bits of onion and herbs. The sun lay a warm hand on the back of her neck, and she realized she'd come out without her hat again.That would be one benefit of staying behind. No one would nag her to wear a hat.
Editorial Reviews
"Ofelia–tough, kind, wise and unwise, fond of food, tired of foolish people– is one of the most probable heroines science fiction has ever known."—Ursula K. Le Guin "A fascinating adventure . . . masterfully rendered . . . Enthusiasts for alien anthropology, as well as Moon's many fans, should enjoy."—Booklist "Pure satisfaction from cover to cover"—Anne McCaffrey


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Donald Trump dossier accusing him of links to Russia 'was paid for by Hillary Clinton'
THE explosive dossier that accused Donald Trump of having links to Vladimir Putin's Russia was paid for by Hillary Clinton's campaign and the Democratic party, it has been claimed.
Lawyer Marc E. Elias, who represented both the Clinton campaign and the Democratic National Committee (DNC), is said to have paid the Washington based strategic intelligence firm Fusion GPS to carry out the research.
The firm then went on to hire Christopher Steele, the ex-British intelligence officer, to dig up the explosive claims about President Trump's ties to Russia, anonymous sources told the Washington Post.
The campaign lawyer reportedly went on to fund the research for half a year, until just days before the election that handed Mrs Clinton a crushing defeat.
But before Mr Elias's alleged involvement, Fusion GPS was already looking into allegations surrounding the Republican firebrand after being funded by a Republican client as voters took to the polls to decide who would represent the right wing party.
The President demanded intelligence officials release details of who paid for the research
It comes after the President demanded intelligence officials release details of who paid for the research, which contained allegations Russia's secret service – the FSB – had a compromising video of Trump asking sex workers to urinate on a bed once slept on by Barack Obama.
On Saturday, he said officials should "immediately release who paid for it" as people involved in the investigation into the dossier called on their 5th amendment rights to not self-incriminate during a court hearing.
Mr Elias and Fusion GPS declined to comment, while the Clinton campaign and the DNC did not make an immediate comment.
It comes as Hillary Clinton tours the world to promote her new book, which catalogues her failed attempt to reach her nation's highest office.
The campaign lawyer reportedly went on to fund the research for half a year
Last week she took to the BBC's Graham Norton show to claim Donald Trump's online war of words with Kim Jong-un is the most "dangerous" element of his Presidency.
Mrs Clinton condemned Trump for "trading insults with Kim Jong-un" saying the North Korean dictator "loves the idea that he's in a Twitter insult fest with the President of the United States."
Speaking on the Graham Norton Show, she said: "He has tweeted for a while but you're right he tries to talk about issues that are very complexed, he uses it to mostly attack, insult, criticise people.
"The most dangerous thing he does is conduct diplomacy on Twitter.
It comes as Hillary Clinton tours the world to promote her new book
"So he is trading insults with Kim Jong-un which is just catnip for Kim Jong-un.
"He loves that the idea that he's in a Twitter insult fest with the President of the United States.
"So Trump does things that are truly not only upsetting but kind of inexplicable."


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All about the wp-config.php file in WordPress.
Tweet via phone. No more typing while driving! [via @dogyears]
This is the website for Mooney and Kirshenbaum's book.
Chris Mooney and scientist Sheril Kirshenbaum team up in a sequel to the Mooney's The Republican War on Science "to explain how religious ideologues, science-phobic politicians, a profit driven media, and hyperspecialized scientists have all helped create this dangerous state of affairs. They propose a broad array of initiatives to reverse the current trend, and bring about a greater integration of science into our national discourse—before it's too late."
It's probably worth checking out of the library…
Category: Evolution
6,011 Years Ago*
Today it is also worth noting that the first day of creation began at nightfall preceding Sunday October 23, 4004 B.C. The anniversary of which would be nightfall yesterday. Or something like that.
* [(4004 + 2008) -1 =
5,999 6,011 Remember, there's no year zero.] later: WTF's wrong with my math skills? Sheesh.
links for 2008-06-18
"Parts of the raw materials to make the first molecules of DNA and RNA may have come from the stars." We are star stuff.
Photoshop stuff
Research on the interweb [via Ed]
More, still more web design [via Ed]
[manually posted]
links for 2008-02-18
part 2 of the series I linked to on the seventh
Well, DUH! Jared Diamond again makes headlines with a study that has been common knowledge to anthropologists for decades.
links for 2008-02-13
Great minds shape the thinking of successive historical periods. Luther and Calvin inspired the Reformation; Locke, Leibniz, Voltaire and Rousseau, the Enlightenment. Modern thought is most dependent on the influence of Charles Darwin.
links for 2007-11-16
you really have to see this show on the Dover Trial, it is really well done (no surprise for NOVA).
Robot Insurance is no laughing matter. November 1995 Saturday Night Live skit-commercial with Sam Waterson.
According to Archbishop Ussher
As we noted last year:
In 1650, the Irish Archbishop, James Ussher, published his computations that the world was created on Sunday, October 23rd, 4004 B.C., beginning at sunset of the 22nd. [Errors in quoting Bishop Ussher]
So this is the big 6010th birthday! Woo Hoo! (note: I miscalculated last year because I apparently was not paying sufficient attention. The equation would not be 4004+2007. Rather it would be 4004+2007-1 because there is no year 0 [zero].) Pesky Gregorian calendar
links for 2007-08-01
what's good for the goose
"a guerrilla effort to reshelve pseudo-scientific books (books on intelligent design, for instance), taking them from the Science section and moving them to a more appropriate area of the store." [h/t kottke] I did not know other people did this… 🙂
Humans have elegant skulls due to chance and isolation
More on the skull shape of humans. [h/t Mic Check Radio] Here is another post.
Chance and isolation gave humans elegant skulls [New Scientist]
Only chance kept us from looking like our crag-browed Neanderthal cousins. A statistical analysis suggests that the skull differences between the two species stems not from positive natural selection but from genetic drift, in which physical features change randomly, without an environmental driving force.
Some anthropologists had put the cranial differences down to natural selection arising from Neanderthals' use of their teeth as tools, for instance, or from modern humans' speech. To test if genetic drift could have been responsible instead, Timothy Weaver of the University of California, Davis, and colleagues compared 37 measurements of the skulls of various modern human populations with those of Neanderthals. After a comparison of the mean divergence between Homo sapiens and Neanderthals and the mean divergence among groups of modern humans, they conclude that genetic drift is responsible (Journal of Human Evolution, DOI: 10.1016/j.jhevo4l.2007.03.001).
The development of culture weakened the influence of the environment upon both Neanderthals and modern humans, says Weaver. But ultimately the two species drifted apart genetically when they became isolated from each other.
[From issue 2613 of New Scientist magazine, 24 July 2007, page 19]
links for 2006-11-10
Something was amiss either here or there and my del.icio.us links did not get posted from the tenth of November. So, here they are.
Companion to Carl Franz and Lorena Havens' book about traveling, living and learning things "the hard way" in Mexico and Central America. One of the most wonderful books I've ever read.
Super site, makes the most out of flash and audio on a broadband connection, and really a treasure for young kids (aimed at first graders and below) who want to get going with reading (at no cost). (via Cool Tools)
Evidence that the adaptive allele of the brain size gene microcephalin introgressed into Homo sapiens from an archaic Homo lineage — Evans et al., Proceedings of the National Academy of SciencesThis is the abstract for the Evans et. al article. "Evidence that the adaptive allele of the brain size gene microcephalin introgressed into Homo sapiens from an archaic Homo lineage" 3 of 3
Introgression and microcephalin FAQ. The mechanism Evans et. al describes. 2 of 3
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great! "To download a video to your computer, enter the YouTube URL for the video in the box above. It will be downloaded in flv format – use VLC or another compatible player to view it." (via del.icio.us current)
via my hosting company…
TFQA: Tools for Quantitative Archaeology – Statistical Analysis Software for ArchaeologyDeveloped to satisfy several unusual analytical needs of archaeologists. Focus is on methods developed for archaeology and not included in general-purpose statistical packages, however, it is not a complete substitute for a general purpose statistical package.
(via Garret)


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Ellipse 2GB Video, Music, Pictures MP3 Player
What I like about Invion Ellipse 2GB Video, Music, Pictures MP3/MP4 Player:
Make sure that you have chosen the right interface. If you want to switch between interfaces, you have to delete all previously recorded files before you would be able to work with another interface. This may cause a bit of confusion at the beginning.
What I don't like about Invion Ellipse 2GB Video, Music, Pictures MP3/MP4 Player:
So, to make short summary of my first impressions:
Just yesterday, one of my friends told me a terrible story of loosing 150 Gbyte's of valuable data when his hard drive crashed. He is not unique. Sometime this happens and we all know that hard drive reliability could be better. How you can protect yourself from this happening?
Cavalry 2TB Hard Drive- RAID1 External Hard Drive – CADA002SA2
While amount of stored data doubles for every 1.5 year, you may want to consider real backup of your data and RAID 1 data protection. RAID 1, which stands for Redundant Array of Inexpensive Disks type 1, means that you can achieve greater levels of reliability by using two disks to store the same data, so that data is not lost as long as one disk survives. Total capacity of the array is just the capacity of a single disk. The failure of one drive allows using data from the second one, as soon as both store the same data.
Majority of modern chipsets are supporting one or the other RAID options and you may configure your desktop motherboard RAID controller to support one. What about laptop? What if you want to have redundant data backup of all files that you care about and have really reliable storage of all your multimedia files, MP3 collections, movies, ebooks and any other digital content?
WD's My Book Mirror Edition dual-drive storage system with RAID Mirroring
This is where Western Digital 2TB My Book Mirror Edition RAID External Hard drive will shine. WD's My Book Mirror Edition used two drives, stetted as RAID1 storage system that automatically mirrors content of one drive to the other. Increased redundancy will cost you half of capacity, but definitely worth it. You may reconfigure this drive to support RAID 0 operation and get 2 Terra Byte capacity, but stored data would not be redundant any more.
The best thing about WD 2TB My Book Mirror Edition external hard drive is that you don't have to do anything to get data redundancy. When you store your personal content on a My Book Mirror Edition system, all valuable data is automatically mirrored for extra protection – making it easy and economical to benefit from the data redundancy typically found in corporate data centers. This mirroring technology makes the new dual-drive systems an ideal storage solution for photographers, home users and small offices and anyone looking for extra assurance that their data is safe.
Do you want this data safety and redundancy-decision is yours. Good news are: you have this easy to use solution offered by My Book Mirror Edition External Hard Drive by Western Digital.
I recently purchased this monitor because decided to replace my old CRT NEC Multisync for something bigger and newer. While looking around, I found very attractive price wise 22" monitor. 22" looked like the right choice and I bought it. After the purchase was made, I finally started to do some research. I'd better done this before. A lot of people were reporting dead pixels, though some other were happy with their purchase. I was concerned about dead pixels even before the monitor arrived.
Out of the box.
Monitor came in a regular package, which contained 22" DYLM2280 LCD monitor, monitor stand, power cord, VGA cable and audio cable. The package does not include DMI cable.
Assembly is fast and painless: clip-on monitor's stand and you done.
Monitor uses slightly mate plastic. This was one of the reasons why I bought it. I don't like shining reflective monitors. Height is not adjustable, but you can adjust vertical angle. That is typical for monitors of this class and price range. And I don't think that it is really necessary to be able to adjust the height of the stand. At least, it height was OK for my setup. Nothing really special, just nice modest look.
Picture quality, first look.
After reading all these reviews about dead pixels, I done my homework and was prepared for the test. Make the search on dead pixel recovery and you will find the same tools. After performing a couple of various tests and spending some time trying different patterns, I was not able to find any defects on the screen. No dead pixels. I felt much better. However, there was something wrong. As I discovered later, I used wrong settings for display resolution of my card. Make sure that your video card is supporting native resolution of this monitor which is 1680×1050 if you want to get best picture quality. While playing with different screen resolutions I figured out that DYLM2280 is able to support wide range of screen resolutions. Automatic adjustment works fine and you don't have to care about screen settings.
Picture quality, more…
My Soyo required some adjustment of RGB balance to get good white balance. The difference between R, G and B channels was less than 10%. Brightness and contrast were about 45-55% with reasonable bright display. Controls for display are located at the lower edge of plastic panel under display and I miss pressed them for a couple of times, being blinded by a very bright blue led power indicator. Overall picture quality is good, picture is bright and vibrant, very sharp and no major problems were detected.
Integrated speakers.
This monitor offers integrated speakers. Consider these speakers to be more like a joke from Soyo. Quality of speakers is terrible. You'll probably hear something from them but don't name this "sound". Don't consider using integrated speakers unless you need only beeper. Even my small passive speakers sound better.
I was not able to find any picture problems, reported in some reviews of Soyo 22" DYLM2280 LCD monitor. My opinion: it worth it's money and it would be hard to find anything recognizably better for less than twice as much as you will pay for Soyo DYLM2280, especially when it is on sale. Good overall picture quality, full set of typical features, modest appearance, no problems so far.
James Rivington published review of Creative Zen Mozaic MP3/MP4 player at "Techradar":
As a low-end MP3 player, the Creative Zen Mozaic is well worth a look. Despite the American spelling, there really isn't much to dislike about this one, and there's plenty to love.
At launch, the 2GB version costs £50, which is remarkably cheap when you stop to consider what you're getting for your money.
The second-generation Apple iPod Shuffle costs about £32 for nothing but 1GB of memory and a clip to attach to your clothing.
But for £20 more, the Zen Mozaic offers you a whole world of fun.
Feature rich
The 1.8-inch colour screen is very low res, but it's perfectly adequate and makes navigating through your music very easy.
And just like with the Mozaic's big brother, the Creative Zen X-Fi, as well as listening to music, you can also look at photos, watch videos, make voice recordings and listen to FM radio.
That's a hell of a lot for just 50 quid.
The Zen Mozaic also has a built-in speaker so you can play your music out-loud. This feature is not as good as on the Zen X-Fi. But it still services a purpose – you can play friends a sample of a song, or listen if you've forgotten your earphones.
Why the name?
The Mozaic name comes from the nature of the interface design. The controls are very easy to use – easier than the Zen X-Fi in fact, due to the nice big buttons. It's perfect for kids, grannies and anyone with short fingernails.
The Zen Mozaic becomes less of a bargain as you add more memory though – the 16GB version will set you back around £120 on launch – that's more than twice the price of the cheapest version. And it's only £20 less than the 16GB Zen X-Fi, which is better in almost every way.
So if you're looking for a very good value, cheap MP3 player. This one will do you proud. It's got it all. But don't be tempted to buy one with a larger capacity – because you might as well buy the Zen X-Fi if you need to store more songs.
In case that you don't have your Chumby yet, play with my virtual Chumby and get the sense of this fantastic gadget. Don't run away as you see it. It is not about clock. Spend 1 minute more. Enjoy Chumby's flexibility!
The device is compatible with most brands and small enough to keep you from being discovered. Absolutely amazing. Small size makes it peerless while taking control of your friend's TV set. Universal Micro Spy Remote Control is small, easy to conceal, and easy to use, especially if you have practice with one.
James Bond can rest in piece when you have this remote in your pocket
I asked my self this question at the very first moment I've heard about this cool device. While many manufactures are only speaking about adding cool nontraditional features to their devises, chumby already put together the latest wireless technology, touch-screen display, Linux OS and made it work for you, introducing completely new class of small home appliances.
A customized version of Garmin's popular motorcycle-specific GPS device specially enhanced for Harley owners. "The Road Tech z?mo helps Harley riders plan and navigate their route with ease," said Dan Bartel, Garmin's vice president of worldwide sales. "Packed with all of the preloaded features that z?mo users have come to expect and appreciate, the Road Tech z?mo anticipates the needs of Harley riders everywhere."


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Diversity and Inclusion Policy
The Noah Project strives for an environment that embraces the differences that make us all who we are. Differences among our gender, age, ethnicity, religious background, cultural background, marital status, disability, sexual orientation, gender identity, and more, help to create a diverse environment at the Noah Project. To us, diversity means various experiences, cultures, and qualifications, ultimately leading to different viewpoints and approaches which allow us to provide the best care possible for the cats and dogs in our shelter.
Noah Project is committed to welcoming and supporting a diverse environment. This policy applies to our staff, board of directors, volunteers, and supporters and is reviewed by the Board on a regular basis.
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In 2009, a contestant on Britain's Got Talent took the world by absolute storm when she stepped onto the iconic stage for the first time. Per usual, the judges get their first impression by looks alone. They size up the contestant and hear a brief bio about the talent so to familiarize themselves more with the performer.
When a contestant named Susan walked across the stage, you could see the visible opinion of judge Simon Cowell. He and the others sat in waiting for the performance to begin. Once the music started and Susan's voice was heard, they and all those watching were left completely dumbfounded.
Her voice was like that of a glowing angel, and the crowd burst into cheers! Now, nine years later, people still adore her. To this day, Susan Boyle is a household name. Fans across the globe listen to her music and praise her for her beautifully unique voice.
Since her rise to fame, she's garnered three #1 albums and has gotten two Grammy nominations in the US. Her last record called A Wonderful World was a definite hit but, after its release, there has been very little heard from the superstar.
Recently, Simon Cowell made an announcement about Boyle that has people worldwide cheering with grand excitement. "She'll have an album out this Christmas. We've got an idea to do something slightly different with her. I think she'll enjoy it. She'll be making records with us for a long time. She's amazing," he said.
Susan's voice paired with classic Christmas tunes? It's a match made in vocal heaven! Without a doubt, this will be a record that also will go down in history, I just know it.


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The National Week of the Internet is the biggest event around the Internet in Burkina. Its aim is firstly to carry out activities aimed at initiating a critical mass of people to the Internet, and also to create conditions for industry players to present their expertise.
The Mozilla community was present at the international exhibition of ICT in Ouagadougou held during the week, through the animation of his stand.
Through the stand, the Mozilla community has the following objectives:
- Inform the public of the existence of the community,
- Present the mission, products and Mozilla projects,
- Recruiting new contributors.


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