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Digital Audio Design: Wavetools
|IVS (Interactive Video Systems): Perisound
|Connection: Zorro II
|Yes (dad_audio.device)
The Wavetools is a half length Zorro II card, capable of sampling and audio playback in 16bit. Early versions of this card were called Perisound and were manufactured by ASD. The rear faceplate is connected to the card via a small cable which connects onto the rear edge of the card. The card was supplied with some basic sampling and plauying software as well as a driver for the card called dad_audio.device. This device driver is still required, even if the card is in use under AHI. There are a block of jumpers labelled JP3, however the manual does not mention what these are for. By default pins 1-2 are shorted.
1 x RCA OUT
1 x RCA IN
2 x RCA AUDIO (Left + Right)
1 x 50pin IDC Connector (probably for future expansions)
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[Howard Zinn]
We have to stop wars, we have to stop this war
And we have to get out the habit of war
It's more than a habit, it's an addiction
We have to get out of thinking that we must be a military superpower
We must get out of thinking that we must have military bases, as we have in a hundred countries
Is it possible that having military bases in a hundred countries arouses a lot of antagonism?
Is it possible that it promotes terrorism when your soldiers and your sailors are all over the world, occupying this country and that? Is it possible?
Why do we have to be a military superpower?
Why can't we be a humanitarian superpower?
Instead of sending planes for bombs
Why don't we send planes for food and medicine?
[Soldier One]
Oh shit, it's one of the machines
Looks like it's trapped under something, it's broken or something
[Soldier Two]
Let's get out here -- we cannot stay
[Soldier One]
Hold on lemme get my keyboard, I can re-program this thing
[Soldier Two]
It doesn't matter. Leave it!
[Soldier One]
No seriously, I can do it -- just give me a second!
[Computer -- continuously]
Reprogramming unsuccessful
[Machine -- continuously]
Enemy -- I kill people
[Soldier One]
I swear to God, man, I can do this! I can do this!
Cross your fingers
You have to work!
All right, this is the last time
Reprogramming successful
[Soldier One]
Friend..I.. fight.. evil..
This skit begins with an excerpt from a speech by the late, great historian and author Howard Zinn, who died in 2010. We miss you, buddy..

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It's hard to imagine anyone in Hollywood having the imagination to look at the Rush Hour movies and choose director Brett Ratner to helm a first-class thriller, the prequel to The Silence of the Lambs and Hannibal.
Well, it was a stroke of genius. Whatever you thought of Hannibal, Red Dragon is more of a grisly, straight-ahead thriller like Silence, with intelligent confrontations as well as suspense and action sequences and dark humor. There's the addition of a subplot that humanizes the killer– not the charmingly despicable Hannibal Lecter, but the one the FBI consults Lecter for help in capturing.
Red Dragon was filmed before, in 1986, as Manhunter. It wasn't bad and commands a considerable cult to this day, but once Anthony Hopkins made his indelible impression as Lecter, it was unofficially relegated to the bush leagues in an alternate universe. (Poor Brian Cox, the original Lecter, has never gotten his due, despite marvelous performances in a number of films.)
I'll leave it to someone more detail-oriented to compare the two film versions, and each to the original novel, but Red Dragon can stand on its own for viewers unfamiliar with the books, Manhunter, or the rest of the Hopkins-as-Lecter trilogy.
Adapted by Silence screenwriter Ted Tally, Red Dragon is reportedly more faithful to the original novel, including a prologue the author added later. What's more important is how well it works as a movie, and that's very well indeed.
A pre-title sequence shows how FBI Agent Will Graham (Edward Norton) apprehended Lecter in the first place, almost dying in the process. Lecter is institutionalized for several lifetimes, and Graham retires to Marathon, Florida, where he spends his time "fixin' boat motors" and living in peace with his wife, Molly (Mary-Louise Parker) and their son, Josh (Tyler Patrick Jones).
Since a feature film has to run longer than 10 minutes, the family's idyllic existence is interrupted by Agent Jack Crawford (Harvey Keitel), who needs Will's unique profiling ability to catch a new serial killer, dubbed "The Tooth Fairy" by tabloids for the bite marks he leaves on his victims.
Families have been killed in Birmingham and Atlanta a month apart, during full moons. The FBI has three weeks until the next full moon to catch the killer before he strikes again. Soon Will is seeking advice from Hannibal, who not only understands the killer but gets fan mail from him.
Lecter plays as much as he's being played, telling Graham, "We're very much alike. Without our imaginations we'd be very much like all those other poor dullards," and suggesting that if Will wants to find a connection between the victims, he has to "see them living."
Around this time we meet Francis Dolarhyde (Ralph Fiennes), known as "D," who is more emotionally than physically scarred by growing up with his grandmother's abuse. He's kind of a Norman Bates 2.0, and it's not hard to figure out how he fits into the plot. He befriends Reba McClane (Emily Watson), a blind woman who works in the dark room of the photo processing plant where he's employed.
As they grow closer, it's more like Frankenstein's monster and the little girl than King Kong and Fay Wray, because she's totally unaware of the danger she's in. While she learns of D's good side, we learn of his obsession with a William Blake painting of a red dragon, which serves as his role model, mentor, and tormentor. Their potential love story makes what D has become and is becoming that much more tragic.
The first of two climactic sequences involves fire and explosion effects of lesser quality than the rest of the film, but Danny Elfman's score is a definite plus.
It's almost amusing to hear Fiennes and Watson struggle with American accents, but their performances are otherwise impeccable, possibly the best supporting work in these films outside of Hopkins'. And yes, Hannibal's a supporting character again– much as he was in The Silence of the Lambs, even though Hopkins won a Best Actor Oscar for it. Either way, he adds to the legend.
Philip Seymour Hoffman effectively plays a sleazy tabloid reporter who is used by the FBI to bait the man they're after. The weak link among the performances is Norton in the "Jodie Foster role." He does nothing wrong, but it's bad casting. He's not weak enough to hurt, but if he were stronger it would make the film even better than it is.
News of a Hannibal sequel may surface before this review hits the street. With the money Red Dragon is bound to make, it's inevitable, and as long as they can keep making them this good, I have no complaints.


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Readers will remember that I blogged last year about the brilliant underground bike parking system made by the Japanese at Nishi-Kasai Station in Edogawa, Tokyo. I just happened to discover a cool video from Japanese news broadcaster Newsline which details how one of these these automated parking systems, called Eco Cycle, was designed & constructed and the machines which were employed in the process. This really looks to have been a neat little civil engineering project for the developers - Giken Seisakusho Group.
A picture of Giken's 'Silent Piling Machine' which takes prefabricated structural piles and presses them into the ground at high pressure without vibration and excessive noise. Courtesy Giken.


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This Is Vegas
Rumor: Surreal's This is Vegas canned by Warner Bros.
Looks like Surreal Software's This is Vegas may have been canceled after Warner purchased the firm from Midway, if sources close to the developer are correct.
This Is Vegas headlines
Staff at Monolith, Surreal and Snowblind laid-off by Warner Bros.
Warner Bros. has made a number of layoffs at Monolith Productions, Surreal Software, and Snowblind Studios.
This is Vegas not canceled after all
This is Vegas canned? Not a chance, says Warner Bros. "This is Vegas has not been cancelled," a WB spokesperson told G4. "The game is currently in production."And so, like the nightlife vampires it depicts, This is Vegas is not so easily killed. The wet T-shirted dream lives on, for better or for worse.
Midway's This is Vegas probably canceled
According to a report on Action Trip, Midway's glitz, glamor, and sleaze simulator This is Vegas has probably been canned. Apparently, GameStop has informed preorderers that the game won't be making it into their surprisingly eager hands, so that's probably that. The cancellation can most likely be attributed to Midway's recent sale to Warner Bros. […]
Midway label still up in the air with Warner acquisition
Warner Bros officially owns Midway, along with Mortal Kombat, This Is Vegas and Midway trademarks, which has led some to question whether the Midway brand will continue to exist."Midway Games Inc. still exists, and the Midway trademark and games such as Mortal Kombat and This is Vegas and most of the IP library are now […]
The Wheelman and This Is Vegas pushed to 2009
Midway's delayed The Wheelman and This Is Vegas until next year, according to this Gama story.The news comes as part of the company's second quarter financials, which showed a loss of $34.8 million this morning.More through the link.
This is Vegas E3 08 trailer craps out
Below is a new trailer for Surreal Software's action adventure, This is Vegas. The game's looking quite good, to be fair. Shame we have to wait until next year to play it.By Mike Bowden
Midway announces "powerful" E3 line-up
Midway's announced its E3 line-up, which is apparently "powerful". There's nothing in there of any import you don't already know about, in a nutshell. See for yourself after the link.By Jerry Burns
This is Vegas moves to 2009
Oh dear. Midway's confirmed that This is Vegas has moved into next year, Gamespot reports."Midway is committed to developing and publishing the best quality products," said the firm in a statement. "It is important for us to make sure the game was given the development time needed in order to make This is Vegas a […]
New This is Vegas shots posted
On IGN. This is the first story published on the site with "pre-IGN" in front of it, so welcome to the calm before the storm.
Midway Las Vegas Gamer's Day round-up
Midway's Las Vegas Gamer's Day's now been and gone and there are lots of words on the internet about it. Looks as though nothing terribly dramatic got announced, the most interesting thing in the publisher's line-up being Epic's Unreal Tournament III for 360 – albeit without user-generated levels – for release this summer. Here's what […]
This is Vegas - new trailer and screenshots
Gamersyde has posted a movie and some screenshots of Midway's upcoming GTA clone, This is Vegas.For more information on the game you can direct your pointer to this link.The game will be released this winter for PS3, 360 and PC.By Mike Bowden
This is Vegas - first trailer
This is Vegas, the Midway game that allows you to live out you "Vegas fantasies", is seen here in trailer form for the first time. Apparently, the ultimate Vegas fantasy is wearing a loud shirt and punching people. Living the dream, right there.
This is Vegas allows players to "live out their Vegas fantasies"
And apparently, Vegas fantasies include "fighting, gambling, driving and partying". Brilliant. The Midway game, developed by Surreal, allows you to do all these things in a virtual Las Vegas. Sounds absolutely amazing."We are thrilled to be unveiling the first-ever videogame experience which allows players to live out their wildest Vegas fantasies," said Alan Patmore, studio […]
This Is Vegas latest
Staff at Monolith, Surreal and Snowblind laid-off by Warner Bros.
This is Vegas allows players to "live out their Vegas fantasies"


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A peal of bells
'In that day shall there be upon the bells of the horses, HOLINESS UNTO THE LORD.' Zechariah 14:20
Suggested Further Reading: Psalm 8:1–9
Even pleasure and recreation shall become Holiness to the Lord. When you are travelling in Alpine regions, you will be amused by the ringing of the little bells upon the horses. You are there for rest, to recruit the body, but let that rest be taken in the spirit of holiness. I fear that many leave their religion behind them when they go away. It ought not to be so; in our pleasures as well as in everything else, on the very bells of the horses there should be, Holiness unto the Lord. A Christian man needs recreation as well as another man. There must be times for breathing the fresh country air, and looking upon the meadows and the fields. I wish such days came oftener to the poor toiling population of this huge labyrinth of brick. But mark this; let us as Christians see to it that we carry the spirit of this text with us wherever we go; that the bells of the horses be, Holiness to the Lord, and our very recreations be done as sacredly and as much in the sight of God as our sacraments and our solemn feast days. Does recreation mean sin? Then, indeed, you have nothing to do with it. Does pleasure mean iniquity? Deny yourselves. But there are pleasures which mean no such thing. As you traverse Alpine regions, let your thoughts stand on the mountain tops and talk with God, or if you walk the fair lanes of England, let the cool retreat become a private place of worship for your soul. Why, everything that your eye looks upon, from the kingcup in the meadow to the cedar upon the mountain may make you praise God.
For meditation: God is not opposed to holidays. He rested on the seventh day of creation (Genesis 2:2) and on that basis established a weekly day of rest for his people to enjoy with him, not apart from him (Exodus 20:8–11; 31:15–17). When his disciples returned from a preaching tour, Jesus invited them to have a rest in his presence away from the crowds (Mark 6:30–32). Is he a welcome companion on your holidays or would you prefer to leave him at home?
Sermon no. 399
7 July (1861)


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Tips to avoid BPA exposure
Although completely eliminating exposure to bisphenol A (BPA) may not be possible, there are steps you can take to reduce your family's exposure to this chemical by avoiding common sources and limiting exposure for the highest risk groups.
The developing fetus and baby are the most vulnerable to BPA's toxic effects. Unfortunately they also have the most intense BPA exposure of any age group. Many parents who have replaced their polycarbonate baby bottles are unaware that BPA contaminates liquid baby formula sold in metal cans. Since formula can make up 100% of a baby's diet over her first 6 months of life, parents should choose BPA-free types
Adults ingest much less BPA than babies. But a recent study linking BPA exposures in adults to heart disease and diabetes raises concerns about the safety of current exposures. Adult exposure comes primarily from canned foods and polycarbonate food containers, but BPA-containing medical devices could also be a source. Pregnant women and older children should avoid BPA. Eat a varied diet, avoid canned foods, and don't use polycarbonate plastics for warm food or drinks.
BPA in formula and baby bottles
The federal Food and Drug Administration (FDA) estimates that babies have 12.5 times more BPA exposure than adults, and EWG is concerned that FDA has seriously underestimates exposures for many babies. Recent tests by Environmental Working Group and the Canadian government, and a 1990s test by FDA show BPA leaching from metal cans into all brands of liquid formula. Powdered formula appears to be BPA-free. Therefore, EWG recommends that you choose powdered formula if your baby tolerates it. [Read more about BPA in formula and bottles and EWG's efforts to reduce babies' exposures.]
Most manufacturers now make BPA-free baby bottles. Glass is the safest and most durable option. Never microwave baby food or drinks in plastic containers. Bottles used to pump and store expressed breast milk by the brand Medela are also labeled BPA-free.
BPA in canned foods
Almost all canned foods sold in the United States have a BPA-based epoxy liner that leaches BPA into the food. EWG tested 97 canned foods and found detectable levels of BPA in more than half of the foods. [Read about EWG's food and formula tests]. The highest concentrations were in canned meats, pasta and soups. Only 1 manufacturer claims to use no BPA. Eden Foods uses an alternative technology for canned beans but not for its tomato-based products. Pregnant women and children should limit their consumption of canned foods to avoid BPA. Rinsing canned fruit or vegetables may reduce the amount of BPA you ingest.
BPA in water and food containers
Less BPA leaches from plastic water bottles and food containers than from cans into canned foods and baby formula. Nevertheless it is good to take simple precautions to reduce your exposure.
Polycarbonate plastics are rigid, transparent and used for food storage containers and water bottles, among other things. Trace amounts of BPA can migrate from these containers, particularly if used for hot food or liquids. Soft or cloudy-colored plastic does not contain BPA.
When possible, avoid polycarbonate, especially for children's food and drinks. This plastic might be marked with the recycling code #7 or the letters "PC". Plastics with the recycling labels #1, #2 and #4 on the bottom are better choices because they do not contain BPA. Avoid putting any plastic containers in microwaves. Wash plastics on the top shelf of your dishwasher or by hand.
Some metal water bottles lined with an epoxy-based enamel coating could leach BPA. Look for stainless steel bottles that do not have a liner. Avoid using old and scratched plastic bottles.
Other sources of BPA
BPA has countless uses, several of which have been highlighted as an exposure risk. BPA is a component of non-metal dental fillings, it is in thermal paper for many receipts, and it is increasingly used in medical devices. There is little research about the magnitude of exposures from these products.


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MIDDLE PASSAGE #2 Memories of a slave from the MotherLand to the MIDDLE PASSAGE VOYAGE….FICTION BY RIVEROFLIFELISAJOY SHORT STORY
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This picture was taken from archives on slavery. It was placed in this fiction story written by me….I thought a real picture would help the reader to understand the harsh treatment of slaves. It was a course that I took that enlightened me to the terrible experience of the MIDDLE PASSAGE and what it did to the many tribes that had been taken hostage by the SLAVE TRADERS.
That is why I had written an earlier post regarding PAT BUCHANNON'S shallow view on the slavery of African Americans and how he, (((PAT BUCHANNON))) thought that black people should be thanking "God" for slavery.
I will be writing short stories based loosely on the readings and course work I took for my education. I am not an expert….but being African American and having lived in circumstances as an Afrcian American for 48 years may give me a little insight to attempt to "channel" some of my ancestors and their struggles through fictional dipictions of slave experiences.
I hope I do them justice.
At the bottom of this you will find a discussion I raised and copied regarding the emancipation of the slaves due to Lincoln.
******************** Middle Passage and the Loss of my Village and Family—-Slave Memories…#2
OUR VILLAGE WAS CLOSE BY THE SEA. MY MOTHER HAD A GARDEN AND MY FATHER HUNTED FOR OUR FOOD WITH THE OTHER MEN FROM THE TRIBE. There was a rival tribe that had stolen some of my mothers, and other women's vegetables from their gardens.
Everyone was angry and running around. I was 8 years old. My brothers were 12 years old, and 15 years old and a 7months old. My parents talked and then my father and my older brothers ran with their spears to meet the other tribes men. They had put on body paint, and war feathers.
The tribesmen gather in the center of the village and began to chant and sing and jump up and down until the air was filled with their voices and the dust rose up making swirling clouds around our heads.
My father and the tribesmen ran from the village in anger and excitement chanting with raised spears. My mother took me back to our hut and began to prepare the midday meal. The war was on! I did not know if my father would be back.
My mother cooked yam and potatoe and meat. She seasoned it and then we ate. Suddenly there was a noise at the far end of the village. Women were screaming and running in our direction. My mother dropped her bowl and looked to the center of the village.
She screamed and then grabbed me and my baby brother. She pushed us into the jungle and ran, and pushed me and ran some more. When we came to the beach we saw big things on the water floating.
I had never seen anything like that before. It was brown on the bottom, and had cloth on the top floating in the wind. Suddenly my mother screamed and I looked up as saw my mother being dragged away from me with my baby brother in her arms. She looked back at me and screamed again and I was picked up and carried away too.
I began to scream and cry for my mother, and my father. I remember being in a small boat that carried us to the big brown boat with the floating clothes. My mother was forced to climb the boat, and I was forced too. When we got on the boat we were chained together and then put down in a black place that smelled so strong that I gagged and threw up.
I was hit from behind and forced to lay down next to my mother and baby brother. My baby brother had not stopped crying since this all began. My mother held my hand and I was sobbing.
I heard a language I did not understand. I could only see legs, and arms of people I had never seen before. They looked angry and they shouted at us. There were many people from our village, some old men, and some sickly men who had not gone to war with our rival tribe.
Young boys, girls, and women from our village were on this big boat too. Everyone was throwing up from the smell. Everyone was crying and scared of this new tribe that was attacking us in our tribesmen absence.
What would happen to us? Where were we being taken? Why did these tribesmen look so different from us? Why did they seem so angry at us? What law of their tribe had we broken?
Some of my tribesmen and women I heard talking amongst themselves thought that these were evil spirits from our rival tribe that had been sent by their witch doctor to destroy us!
What a powerful witch doctor they had…some of the people said. What will my father think when he comes back from war? Our tribe was the stronger of the two….we had more people, and our tribe was tall and the rival tribe were not so tall.
So our wars with them were usually quick. Our men would fight and battle for several hours, and injure some of their tribe and then fall back to our village until the next conflict…showing our dominence over them. But now, who would cook for my father and brothers?
Who would cook for all of the tribesmen. How could they fight this new foe who had taken the whole village captive? I began to feel sick, and I had to relieve myself. I was laying down on my back and my legs were aching. My baby brother was wimpering now.
My mother was chanting and squeezing my hand. The angry strange looking tribesman started pulling some of the villagers out of the areas that we were chained to.
My mother and baby brother were taken away from me and all I remember was my mother wailing and screaming my name, my baby brother's name and then her voice cut short and then other villages started to wail and scream to our ancestors.
Their was alot of noise coming from above my head in the blackness. I could see specks of light….something dripped on my head and it smell bad. I threw up again, and then I passed out.
I woke up again seeing that my mother was gone and so was my baby brother I began to cry. One of my captors hit the bottoms of my feet with something very hard. I cried more and then they left me alone. I had relieved myself on myself. I smelled it and I threw up again.
Next to me was an old man from the village. He had been quiet for a long time. I called out to him but he did not answer. He never answered me. I knew he was dead. I screamed for the ancestors to take me away from this black hole and torment.
I prayed as my mother had taught me to. I asked forgiveness of my ancestors for any thing I might have done. I felt a tug and a yank on my feet and I felt myself pulled to my feet. The old man came out dead on the floor next to me.
My captors separated the chains and then reconnected them to a living villager man. They took the old man away and moved me down to the next villager. They took us out into the open air.
Something stuck into my foot as I walked. I stumbled and one of my captors hit me in the back again. I began to wimper. I know what wailing would cause to happen so I wimpered to myself and prayed to my ancestors again.
The sky was clear, blue and few clouds were around. The big boat rocked from side to side. I began to feel sick again. They thrust a liquid in my mouth. I began to throw up again. I was hit again from behind and they yelled something at me. I heard screaming and I saw a woman from the village being chased.
She ran around the boat while the captors chased her. They were laughing this time. She finally was caught and they did something in a crowd and encircled around her while she screamed out the name of her husband and ancestors.
I saw blood come crawling from beneath the crowd of captors and the woman stoped yelling.
There was silence again. Suddenly one of the captors tossed her dead body over the side of the boat. Many of us who saw that gasped, and moaned and sung the song of sorrow for the dead. We called as one voice for the ancestors to come to carry her away to our ancestral home.
We were taken back down to the hole and left until the captors took us out again. Some men and women and children were beat, until they bled. Some men were beat until you could see pieces of meat from their backs fly off in different directions. Then we were taken back into the black hole.
Day turned into night and night into day. One day the big boat stopped and we who had survived were taken from the boat and washed brutally, and greased.
New chains were placed on our hands and feet and we were taken into what appeared to be a village with more of the tribes people who looked and dressed differently then us.
They looked angry and laughed at the same time. I passed out. I awoke on a wood floor. There was a large animal that looked like something I had never seen before.
One of the captors had been sitting and looking away from me. I looked around and saw some of the villager men who had survived the trip. I sat up and then I saw a big white hut. There were other tribes in this new land. I did not recognize any of them.
When the big animal stopped we were all yanked off the wood floor and put on the ground. I was very weak, and sick. I began to throw up again. I was hit again.
I was yanked to follow my fellow villagers to a small white hut. When we arrived more of the strange looking tribesman and some tribes men from my mother land were there. We were handed bowls of food and we ate.
This was strange food but it tasted better than the food on the large boat. I began to feel better. I looked around and saw animals I had never seen before. Some were funny….a white bird with a red wobbly skin on its head and neck. It made funny noises.
I began to miss my mother and I cried again. I was hit again. I began to wimper to myself and pray to my ancestors. I wondered what ever happened to my father and the other tribesman and if they knew what had happened to us.
I was given a hut to share with other tribesman, and clothes. I was given work to do in a very, very large garden. I never forgot my mother, baby brother, and my father and kinsman.
I worked until I died from a severe beating.
This is a document regarding the emancipation of the slaves……
Abraham Lincoln and
Abraham Lincoln and Emancipated Slaves, April 1865
Richmond Virginia, the Confederate Capitol fell on April 3, 1865. The following day, April 4, 1865, President Abraham Lincoln went to the fallen city. Throngs of slaves were in the streets, celebrating their first day of freedom, and welcoming Lincoln. Thomas Nast captured this historic event with his drawing presented at your right. This is perhaps the best portrait of Mr. Lincoln ever produced. It shows that while Lincoln was to tragically die 10 days later, he did, if only briefly, get to see the fruit of his leadership and resolve. He was able to see the grateful tears of the emancipated, and hear their cheers of appreciation. There is a fascinating story about this day, so please click on the image for the full story of the day that Abraham Lincoln walked the streets of the fallen Rebel Capitol.


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"The future's just a fucking concept meant to keep us from being alive today."
– "Six Feet Under"
"New Year's is so weird, the way it makes you think about time. I think that's why people put so much pressure on themselves to have fun."
– "Modern Family"
Two posts in the same week from me? It's been a while; my apologies. I know multiple new posts from me are unheard of (despite my many resolutions); something great must be happening.
And I can assure you that it is.
But let's be real and start from the very beginning of this year.
Suffice it to say that on December 31, 2016, I let myself hit rock bottom (which is somewhat appropriate, bottoming out on the very last day of the year). I was the fattest I'd ever been and was utterly alone aside from the cat, which does little if anything to make the situation better. It was the first New Year's Eve I remember ever being alone, and as a result, I went to bed well before midnight and completely missed the dawn of the new year. I mean, I was struggling to keep my eyes open at 9 pm.
Which is completely unlike me; hence, it was – and still is – time for a change. I made a list of everything I hope to accomplish in 2017 (lose 40 pounds, market my new book, learn how to paint, learn how to play piano, learn how to ride a motorcycle, update this blog every Wednesday [while getting back on schedule this upcoming Wednesday … some habits are REALLY hard to break], attend writing conferences to jump start my creative career, create a book trailer for my upcoming release) and so far, I have followed my schedule accordingly.
But to what end?
My newly optimistic (like the throwback to the title of the post? I'm clever in 2017!) foundation was rocked severely when a tragedy struck my workplace just as we all welcomed the new year; a sixteen-year-old revolutionary, a young woman who was as brave and confident and smart as anyone I have ever had the privilege of meeting, passed away suddenly, unexpectedly. The death of someone so young is tragic for so many reasons; it feels like the death of hope, and it's a stark reminder that the future's never promised or guaranteed. And this young lady in particular is a most grievous loss because she personified promise and potential. She was never hesitant to give her opinion, which was most definitely a good thing, because she was fucking smart. She had purple hair, she was enrolled in the AP Language course as a junior, she participated in Drama Club in such a delightful, enthralling way, and she just really lived – she gave life a run for its money in her brief time on this spinning globe in a way most of us never will.
Now, the old me (sorry for the seemingly cheesy and inauthentic avalanche of bullshit you may be anticipating now that I've used that phrase; but PLEASE stay with me because I've never been more REAL in my ENTIRE life) would have eaten my feelings and grotesquely used personal tragedy as an excuse to stuff my face and not move. I would have stayed as I am because it's easy to simplistically label the world a cruel place and want nothing more to do with anything of it. It's a defense mechanism to disengage and not try, and my juvenile and unhealthy tendency to revert to dramatics when shocked or rattled has always enabled me to return to this defensive mindset.
Sure, shitty things happen; that's life. But that's not all there is, so I embraced the future. I reminded myself that life isn't as simple as good or bad. A life can't truly be measured until it's over, so I planned on continuing to try new things and make changes because my life isn't over.
So I applied to the St. Augustine Mentor-Author Workshop. It's pretty exclusive; you have to apply before you can register, and it's a small-group atmosphere with the specific intention of helping accepted authors get published by a commercial publishing houses. The cost to attend and participate is nearly $3,000 (which I certainly don't have) but I thought I'd apply anyway so I could say I tried and, obviously, I didn't think I'd be accepted.
But then I was; I fucking was!
The ONLY problem is the cost, so I became really ballsy and started a GoFundMe campaign. Now, I hate asking ANYONE for ANYTHING (especially money; people get weird about money) but I had WONDERFUL SUPPORT from so many friends, and I currently have 3,649 people who have "Liked" my Author page on Facebook – if each individual gave just $1.00, I'd more than make my goal. And I need to say I tried; if I fail, fine – but I have to try. So I made the GoFundMe page on January 5th, around 5 pm. Making the campaign was surprisingly quick and easy. I also e-mailed Michael Neff from the St. Augustine Author-Mentor Workshop to ask about the last day to register so I could develop a calendar, a timeline (the actual event is at the very end of February). I'm still waiting for a response, but I am ENTHRALLED to announce that my campaign TOOK OFF! Before I went to bed that night – THE FIRST NIGHT – I was nearly one-third of the way to my goal! Friends, family, former students, people I've lost touch with have ALL donated in amounts from $5.00 to $300.00! I am COMPLETELY OVERWHELMED by the generosity. love and support from so many different people. The love is UNREAL. I feel like George Bailey from "It's A Wonderful Life."
I'm really starting to believe this could be the beginning of something NEW and AMAZING and BETTER. I NEVER thought the GoFundMe idea would work as well as it has so far. At the time of this post, I currently have $1,870.00 of $3,000.00. And it's all because I took a risk and asked the universe. And I'm thinking it's also because of Mollie Belasco, the young lady who passed, and her inspiring, wondrous, and all too brief life.
So here's the link to donate: https://www.gofundme.com/expanding-my-writing-career
And here's a writing prompt for you sit back and enjoy – the first of the new year!
WEEKLY WRITING PROMPT #1.2017: A company representative returns from a sales trip claiming to have met the devil.
Frank Turner was already loosening his tie as he slowly trudged back to his desk after having been out of the office for five days on a business trip. He'd been out of the state as well, far out on the Western coast. He threw his briefcase thoughtlessly, almost recklessly, onto his desk, not giving a good shit about the papers or mug or the entire cornucopia of supplies that made up office living; no, office survival. Assorted supplies and a picture frame went tumbling to the carpeted floor, making enough of a commotion that most of the co-workers within ear shot turned and looked with shocked, anxious expressions.
"What's the deal, Frank?" hissed Nicole through gritted teeth. She raised her eyebrows for emphasis, to impress upon Frank that a cool, calm and collected demeanor was highly valued in the work environment and currently, he was none of those things. She was going to continue scolding, but one look at Frank's pale, contorted face was enough to shut her up.
"I'm sick," Frank moaned. "I'm real sick. I think I might die." His last words came out as a half-strangled sob. His emotions and all of the thoughts raging inside him overcame him, and Frank slumped into his chair and let his head fall to the desk cradled only by his thin, trembling arms. He was sobbing unabashedly, weeping like a woman.
Nicole was horrified.
"What do you mean, 'dying'? Frank, what's going on?"
He offered no reply, but cried and cried, big heaving sobs. The shocked, anxious faces of their coworkers were creeping closer now, crowding in around them like morbid looky loos at a car accident. Nicole felt the uncomfortable pressure of their presence and immediately resented it. She sprang into action and collected the garbage pail beside her desk before quickly moving to Frank's side and dropping to one knee. She rubbed his lower back and said, "Frank, please, you've got to talk to me. Calm down and let me help you, if I can."
"I'm beyond help. I'm a dead man," Frank choked.
"What do you mean? What are you talking about?" Nicole was panicked by Frank's desperation.
"I'm gonna be sick," Frank bellowed. Abruptly, he fled from his chair and left it spinning as he hurried to the men's room. Nicole rose to a standing position slowly, using most of her energy for thinking. With Frank's physical presence removed, the uproar began to die down and the small space was soon filled with keyboard clicks, murmured conversations and ringing telephones. Nicole had been waiting for just such a return to normalcy and once it arrived, she discreetly strolled to the men's room. She looked to her left and right to see if anyone was watching – no one was – and then ducked inside.
Frank's ravaging sobs echoed loudly against the tiled walls and tiled floor. Nicole turned to lock the heavy pneumatic door to make sure no one intruded and then hesitantly called out, "Frank?"
There was a moment of stunned violence. Then Frank's heavy, subdued voice said, "This is the men's room, Nicole. You can't be in here."
Nicole smiled weakly but Frank didn't see; he was locked in the farthest stall opposite the farthest urinal. She took two steps forward, emboldened by his rationality. "Frank, it's okay. I'm just here to talk to you and check on you. What is going on, man? You're acting…," she paused, searching for the right word while trying to be delicate, but all she came up with was, "crazy. You're acting crazy."
"Maybe I am crazy," Frank sighed. He offered no elaboration, and Nicole was growing impatient.
With a little bit of an edge, she said, "You have to let me know what's going on, Frank. You can't just barge into the office all hysterical and expect me not to want to know why, or expect to not try to help you." Nicole took a breath and softened. "I've been sitting across from you for six years, Frank. You can talk to me."
There was only silence and Nicole was afraid all was lost. She slapped her open palm on the wall of the stall nearest her and turned, ready to walk out and leave the little shit to figure out whatever was ailing him on his own. She stopped and turned back when she heard the click of shoes on tile. Rounding the corner of the line of stalls, Nicole saw Frank emerge from the last stall. He was sweaty and pale and entirely disheveled. He looked like he was in agony, in absolute misery, and Nicole's heart hurt at the pitiful sight. His eyes were red-rimmed and his eyebrows were furrowed. The lines of his face were hard and sharp; whatever it was plaguing Frank Turner, he was in it. He looked to Nicole. "You'll think I'm crazy."
Nicole smiled in a small way, this time so Frank could see. She hoped it would diffuse some of the tension. "Try me," she encouraged.
"I met the Devil."
Nicole was shocked into laughter. Not wanting to be insensitive, she quickly recovered and covered her mouth. She leveled her gaze at Frank with a very serious expression. "You're going to have to explain."
Frank's immediate response was to turn and retreat into the bathroom stall he had so recently exited. Nicole thought he was crazy, Nicole had laughed him, and so would everyone else. He had never felt more alone, and therefore more terrified, in his entire life. He collapsed onto the porcelain throne without an ounce of royalty about him, and then allowed his body to fall to the left, resting against the stall wall. He started crying again; what else was there to do?
Nicole knew she had fucked up, so she walked slowly but with purpose towards Frank's stall. She paused just before the open door and only poked her head into the stall. "I'm sorry, Frank. Your response wasn't anything I was expecting, that's all. I didn't know what else to do, so I laughed. I'm an asshole, I know." Frank stared at her in complete agony and misery, and Nicole's brain became fixated on the phrase "man on fire." Frank looked like he was burning alive and in a grim way she would never admit aloud, Nicole thought that might be fitting given what he had just confessed to her. Frank only stared, he said nothing, so Nicole took a few more steps into the stall. She kneeled before Frank. "Please tell me what happened."
Frank swallowed hard and then gasped for air. Was he burning or drowning? Did it matter? So long as there was pain, did the intensity of that pain validate or nullify its own existence? Frank didn't want to think, so he decided to talk and to occupy himself with the explanation, the wondrous, fantastical explanation that was simultaneously horrifying and terrifying so that Nicole wouldn't even believe him. But what else was there to do? Just cry? Frank closed his eyes, stayed slumped against the stall's wall and said, "The first night there, after some bullshit ice-breaker workshop, they served a really nice dinner. I'm talking lobster and baked potatoes and hors d'oeuvres I can't pronounce. I was looking to chow down, but I wasn't really looking to make friends, so I claimed a table in a far corner and was perfectly content to be alone. It was an open bar, too. I was gonna stuff my face, drink until I was dizzy, and then stumble back to the room and call it a successful first night. I had a plan," Frank insisted as his voice shook. He used his sleeve to wipe his eyes and nose. He sniffed loudly before continuing his story.
"But this guy, this fucking guy, comes and sits right next to me. I mean, goddam, he was practically on my lap. And he's all smiley and greasy in a three-piece suit that was more than my monthly mortgage payment, and he was so good-looking. I know it's weird that I noticed that, but think about how physically perfect this guy had to be for me to notice and to fucking be impressed." He sobbed loudly. "I admit it, I was impressed. As creeped out as I was by his obvious lack of concern for personal space, I was so impressed. His teeth were white and straight, and his hair was elegantly and fashionably disheveled, like he used a fucking ruler to determine what strand fell where. Looking back, I realize how precise and calculated it all was, how awfully manipulative, but in the moment, it was all effortless and … and," he struggled momentarily for just the right word but finally decided on "cool. He was just cool."
Suddenly, Frank rocketed forward and let his forearms rest on his thighs. His posture was still all tight and jerky, and his expression was grotesque in its suffering. "I wanted to be him, you know? When he started talking, I wanted to just nod politely and blow him off, not encourage him in anyway. But within five minutes, I was fucking captivated, man. I was laughing and he was laughing, and then he was slapping me on the back and we just kept drinking and laughing and drinking and laughing." He covered his face with his hands and cried. Nicole was wide-eyed and confused. Was Frank about to come out to her? He had a wife and kids, and Nicole wasn't sure if she was worthy or responsible enough for the burden of such a weighty secret. She was about to just walk out and let fate take its course, whatever course that may be, but Frank inhaled sharply and kept talking.
"So the place is emptying out, like really clearing out, but him and I are still there, still yucking it up. I think I was even wiping my goddam eyes from crying from laughing so hard when he turns to me, serious as a heart attack, and asks, 'What is it that you want from life, Frank?'
"I laughed and told him I was too drunk for introspection, but he persisted, he was insistent. So I told him I'd love to make a million bucks. I'd pay off the house and credit card bills, set Dennis and Jenny up for college at least a little bit, and take Michele somewhere really nice that she'd never been before, like Paris or Rome or something. He asked to see pictures of my family and like a goddam fool I handed them over without a second thought. He looked at them, and this was the first time I noticed something was off because he didn't just look at them, but he really fucking studied them. He brought the pictures up real close to his face and tried to bore into their souls. I kind of snatched the picture back and was all determined to bid adieu when he tells me he can make it happen. He told me he could give me a million dollars, no questions asked."
Nicole squinted her eyes skeptically. "You believed him?" She was starting to believe that Frank was in some real financial trouble now, maybe he got robbed blind in some kind of scheme, and she was in no position to help. She'd had Ramen noodles for dinner the past month.
"I was drunk!" Frank roared defensively. "I didn't know what to think, so I entertained the idea and I kept talking. He said there was only one catch, that I only had to do one thing once I had the money."
"What was that?" Nicole asked.
Frank swallowed hard again and finally met Nicole's gaze. He was white as a ghost with a green tinge around his edges, like he could spew vomit any moment. "I'd have to kill someone I loved," Frank said. His voice was cold and without tone or rhythm; it was mechanic and robotic, like he was saying something he'd rehearsed. "And if I didn't, he would. He said he would kill someone I loved. Then he started laughing like a fucking lunatic and promised I could keep the money either way. All I had to do was shake his hand." Frank broke down again and Nicole moved to rub his back. She tried to hush him, tried to soothe him, but it seemed futile. His wracking sobs caused his body to heave and Nicole thought he might just pass out from the effort.
"Frank, did you shake his hand?" Nicole asked tentatively, thinking some confession might help Frank, might be cathartic in some way.
"Yes!" Frank exploded. "Isn't it fucking obvious that I did?" He screamed in desperation, in fear, just a guttural, animal noise. "When I looked into his eyes to see if he was for real, something happened to me, Nicole. So I tried to look somewhere else, and I did, but only for a second. There was this odd birthmark on his wrist that caught my attention. It was all red and lumpy but kind of small. It was circular but had lines inside it. It might have made sense and been decipherable but I felt like I had to look in his eyes. I looked back up and … I can't explain it and you wouldn't believe me even if I could explain it, but something happened to me. It was my body that shook his hand, but it wasn't me. Does that make sense? How could I agree to something like that? It wasn't me." Frank was pleading his case, desperate for Nicole to believe him. He needed some kind of validation.
But Nicole was becomingly increasingly suspicious and terrified. Had Frank killed someone? Was that where the extreme emotional display was coming from, some sort of unimaginable guilt? The only thing keeping her in the stall was the very plausible possibility that Frank was confused or wrong. What in the hell kind of a story was he telling, anyway? She leaned away from him, but she asked, "So what happened next, Frank?"
He had collapsed his chest onto his thighs. "I shook his hand and he laughed but it was scary. I knew I had to leave so I high-tailed it back to my room and just collapsed into bed. I slept in my suit and everything." He looked up at Nicole. "The next morning, when I was sober, I showered and dressed and drank about a gallon of strong coffee, and I found the guy responsible for registration. He had a whole list of names of everyone who was there from every firm. I told him the guy propositioned me to kill someone for him, that the guy was dangerous. He asked me the guy's name, and I told him, and he checked his list. He checked his list over and over with me standing right there and there was no Lou Sever on the list. He even let me check. When I couldn't find anything, he said it was probably someone just fucking around and went about his business like nothing was wrong."
"Did you call the cops or anything?" Nicole asked, striving to be rational and logical.
"I couldn't, Nicole; I wasn't even sure if the guy existed," Frank said with disgust. He was unsure at the moment if he was disgusted with himself or Nicole. He supposed it could have been both. "So I went to the workshops that day, every single one even if I wasn't technically signed up, and I looked for this guy. I searched high and low, talked to people and asked questions. I hung around the hotel bar like some pathetic loser, just waiting and watching for him to reappear. But he never did, Nicole. I never saw him again."
"Isn't that a good thing?" she asked slowly, cautiously.
Frank laughed but without humor. "You would think so, especially when there was over a million dollars in my checking account. There were no recent transactions listed in my account summary and when I went to the bank, they all acted like I was insane, like the money had always been there. Michele called me and she was ecstatic. I tried to explain to her what kind of money this was, dangerous money with no sort of trail, but she was already on the way to spending it. And the worst part, the absolute worst part, is that she kept thanking me, like I had worked hard, or done something noble and righteous for this sudden windfall, but I didn't, Nicole. I didn't do anything good for that money." His head fell into his hands.
"You didn't do anything at all, Frank," Nicole said. "You just shook some sick fuck's hand while you were drunk. You tried to give the money back, or at least investigated, but everything was working in your favor." Nicole grinned. "Maybe it's a reward."
"Not from a guy like that," Frank protested with a deep pout pulling his lips down. "There's no reward. For a few days, I thought like you, like maybe it was all gonna come up roses or something, I don't know. I was almost happy flying home, and I let myself think about the future and how easy life would be. It was gonna be so nice," Frank sobbed. He wiped at his eyes furiously. "But when I got home, Nicole, nothing was easy or nice. It was all completely fucked."
"What's wrong, Frank?"
"Michele took Dennis to the hospital because he was real sick. It was sudden and devastating and they're saying he won't make it. And he has a new fucking birthmark on his wrist," Frank said, looking to Nicole with dead, empty eyes. "He has it, Jenny has it, Michele has it, I have it. We're all going to die."
Nicole jumped to her feet. She started to slowly back out of the stall. "Frank, I-"
Frank slowly stood. "I only came to work today to do the one thing to stop all of this. I have to kill someone I love."
"Frank, be serious," Nicole pleaded. Her voice quivered in its weakness and she kept backing up until her back slammed against the cool, tiled wall of the men's room. "You just … we need-"
"I love you, Nicole," Frank said and it was at that moment Nicole saw the blade in his hand as it just so happened to wink in the harsh fluorescent lights.


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US Senate demands support for Israeli strike on Iran
Monday, May 27, 2013 | Israel Today Staff
Israelis were relieved to hear of last week's near-unanimous passing of a US Senate resolution demanding full American support should Israel deem it necessary to attack Iran's nuclear program.
The resolution, which was voted for by 99 out of 100 senators, read:
"If the Government of Israel is compelled to take military action in legitimate self-defense against Iran's nuclear weapons program, the United States Government should stand with Israel and provide, in accordance with United States law and the constitutional responsibility of Congress to authorize the use of military force, diplomatic, military, and economic support to the Government of Israel in its defense of its territory, people, and existence."
The resolution went on to urge the Obama Administration to take its own steps to prevent Iran from attaining a nuclear weapon so that Israel does not reach the point where it feels compelled to take action.
Last Wednesday, the International Atomic Energy Agency (IAEA) published yet another report casting suspicion on Iran's nuclear activities, and validating concerns that the Islamic Republic seeks atomic weapons.
The report noted that Iran has of late significantly upgraded its ability to enrich uranium to weapons-grade levels, and that work advances on a plutonium-producing reactor.
Meanwhile, Iranian state television reported at the weekend that the Islamic Republic has fielded a "massive" number of mobile long-range missile launchers. The move is a clear warning against any action targeting Iran's nuclear facilities. Should Israel or the US threaten Iran's nuclear program, the missiles would presumably be launched at the Jewish state and American military bases in the Middle East in an overwhelming simultaneous attack.


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Introducing Mundia's New Photo Features
27 Aug 2010
Great news! It's easier than ever to upload and share your favorite family photos on Mundia. Now it's possible to:
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Thursday 26 February 2015 at 20:00
Film projection
Projection will introduce Slovenian audiences to the topics discussed by John Law, one of the founding members of the Burning Man festival, in his lecture, which will take place as part of the Networked Disruption seminar in Kino Šiška.
Free entrance
The Old Power Station
18 Slomškova St, Ljubljana, Slovenia
From 13 to 28 February 2015
New Media Installation
Exhibition opening: FRI, 13 February 2015 at 7 pm
Simulaker Gallery
Vrhovčeva ulica 1a, Novo mesto
See Self-Portrait
From 6 to 28 February 2015
Exhibition opening: FRI, 6 February 2015 at 6 pm
Round table and discussions moderated by Xavier Thomas: SAT, 7 February 2015 at 4 pm
In frame of the group exhibition Refonte.
Petirama, Friche de la belle de Mai
Marseille, Francija
From 5 February 2015 at 16:07 to 20 February 2015 at 17:07
Exhibiting artists in the frame of the exhibition Accumulation of Matter.
Exhibition opening: THU, 5 February 2015 at 7 pm
Lehrter Straße 17, 10557 Berlin, Germany
From 3 to 12 February 2015
Exhibition opening: TUE, 3 February 2015 at 7 pm
In frame of the group exhibition Open Systems 2-01-04/14.
WUK Projektraum
Währinger Straße 59, 1090 Vienna, Austria
See Dolce far niente
From 30 January 2015 to 21 February 2015
Solo Exhibition
Exhibition opening, guided tour by Andreja Hribernik and catalogue presentation: Friday, 30 January 2015 at 6 pm
Free entrance
UGM Studio
Leon Štukelj Square 2, Maribor, Slovenia
From 21 January 2015 to 20 February 2015
New Media Installation
Exhibition opening with presentation by Geoff Cox: WED, 21 January 2015, at 7 pm
Free entrance
Aksioma Project Space
Komenskega 18, Ljubljana, Slovenia


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Welcome to the website of the Church of the Annunciation in Paramus, New Jersey. I hope the information contained here will assist you in coming to learn more about our parish and invite you to join us in our ministry to bring the person of Jesus Christ to our world in this third millennium of faith.
We are a community of approximately 1,500 families in the suburban environment of central Bergen County in northeastern New Jersey. Established in 1953, we celebrate over fifty years of communion and fellowship, grateful for the foundations laid by our predecessors and the sacrifices they made. Mindful of our call to lead forward the work of the Gospel, we look ahead with hope as we embrace the mission of the Church today and the traditions and faith of our Catholic heritage. As we worship together, teach our faith to our children, reach out in service to those in need, and build community, we realize the Lord's invitation to follow him and sanctify our journeys of life in his divine presence.
A parish is a place where much is discovered. Our various ministries extend to our people in the hope of serving their needs and asking them to welcome a sharing in the work that we do. Inspired by the stewardship way of life, we seek to give of our time, talent, and treasure with one another, believing that in our service, the peace and purpose of our lives of faith are discovered in joy. We all lead busy lives, stretched at times by our various commitments and responsibilities. And yet in a complex world the pillars of faith and community afford us a foundation for our lives here on earth and the opportunity to discover the deep meaning of family and friendship.
Thank you for taking the time to visit us and to discover the communion we share. We hope you will join us at Sunday liturgy where at the Eucharistic banquet we encounter Christ's gift of himself and the source for all that we seek to do and live as his people.
Sincerely yours in Christ,
Rev. James V. Teti, Pastor


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Tools For the New Creative
When we shared our vision for the Creative Cloud at MAX, we said it would give us the opportunity and the impetus to innovate – and ultimately empower a new generation of creatives. With full hearts and open minds we also shared our first explorations into the future of creative hardware.
Today, I am excited to share the next milestone on this path: Adobe is moving our cloud pen, Project Mighty and our digital ruler, Project Napoleon, from a technology exploration to a planned product. We are teaming up with Adonit, an awesome band of makers with a shared belief in the power of creative devices paired with apps and services, to manufacture and ship Mighty and Napoleon in the first half of 2014.
We are also unveiling an energetic new campaign, "I am the New Creative," celebrating the contemporary creative through a series of remarkable self portraits by Joshua Davis, Dylan Roscover, Anita Fontaine and many more. We believe tools define generations– and that you should be able to create from anywhere, explore new mediums and go wherever your ideas take you.
With our first tools for the new creative — Project Mighty and Napoleon — we are confident that we can help make digital creativity both more accessible and more natural by combining the accuracy, expressiveness and immediacy of pen and paper with all the advantages of our digital products and the Creative Cloud. As we shared in our initial demo, Project Mighty is pressure sensitive, which helps it draw a natural and expressive line. It is also connected to the Creative Cloud, giving you the ability to carry all of your favorite personal digital assets, brushes and colors with you, copy/paste across devices and more.
Since our day jobs are designing software, we are also looking at how this family of hardware might impact what our software could be. Adobe has already pioneered some of the most widely used tablet apps in the creative space, including Adobe Ideas and Photoshop Touch, that are relied on by millions of creatives around the world. Today we are unveiling two sneak peaks in this realm that we think really move the combined hardware and software experience forward: Project Parallel, a drafting iPad app designed and developed from scratch for the Project Napoleon hardware. The second, Project Contour, is essentially Kuler for shapes – take a photo of a favorite object or shape on an iPhone and access it with Napoleon on the iPad to simplify architectural line sketching, drawing and ideation. Together, they enable what we like to call "straight line sketching," a simple and expressive way of getting your creative ideas recorded.
Through natural interface, cloud connectivity and now new hardware, we are starting the process of creating tools for the next generation of creatives and redefining the playing field for designers. I am looking forward to this next chapter for innovation at Adobe. It's going to be a fun year. I can't wait to share what we are currently exploring. Be sure to stay tuned here for what's coming next.
Michael Gough leads the Experience Design team (XD) at Adobe, an internal design practice of 100+ focused on creating the next generation of digitally enabled experiences. A long-time design evangelist and advocate for the next generation of creatives, Michael has been pushing the envelope with disruptive designs and technology innovation for years.
Follow Michael on Twitter: @michaelgough_


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History of Fredricksen
From Log Cabin To Cathedral Ceilings
Over sixty years ago, the Camp Hill Library began as a tribute. James Patterson donated $500 to memorialize his wife Betty Snowden Patterson and her love of books, and the Camp Hill Civil Club requested shelf space at the Schaeffer Elementary School. Additional books were donated by the Camp Hill Civic Club, various volunteers, the Junior Civic Club, and the Woman's Club. On April 16, 1957, a charter was signed by Judge Robert Lee Jacobs, and the Camp Hill Library was officially born.
The Library quickly outgrew its space at Schaeffer, so the Camp Hill American Legion offered room in its Log Cabin Home on South 22nd Street. Then in 1959, the Library moved to an even larger room behind the stage in the high school. By the end of 1967, the Library moved, once again, into its own building on North 31st Street. Known as the West Shore Public Library, it served residents of Camp Hill Borough, East Pennsboro Township, Hampden Township, Lemoyne Borough, Lower Allen Township, and Wormleysburg Borough. Nineteen years later, in October 1985, a branch library was opened in the East Pennsboro Township Municipal Building.
Four decades later, as the Library's collection, services, programs, and usage increased, so did the need, once again, for more space. By the year 2000, an ambitious campaign was launched for $6.4 million to build a new library. Thanks to generous gifts from the Fredricksen Foundation, Mrs. Grace Milliman Pollock, and many other donors, the doors of the Cleve J. Fredricksen Library opened in January 2001 where Lincoln Elementary School once stood. With the increasing demand for additional materials, programs, and services, future expansion is being discussed once again!


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Apparently, the dead can vote.
According to the Detroit News, Ty Houston helped revive a man who suffered a medical condition while filling out his absentee ballot on Monday afternoon with his wife.
The elderly man, who was not identified, was not breathing and had no heartbeat, but Houston, a registered nurse, performed CPR on the man until he regained consciousness, according to the newspaper.
Once he was revived, the man asked a simple question.
"The first question he asked was 'Did I vote?'" Houston told the newspaper.
The man, who had a tracheotomy in his throat, took a few more breathes and told his wife that there are only two things that are important to him: "That I love you and that I finished what I came here to do…vote."
The man was expected to recover.
Houston told CBS that the man's words should serve as a reminder to fellow Americans that pass on their right to vote.


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Liberty is ranked No. 7 in the Southeast Region for the second consecutive week.
The Liberty men's cross country team, which took this past weekend off from competition, is still ranked No. 7 in the Southeast Region, as announced today by the U.S. Track & Field and Cross Country Coaches Association (USTFCCCA). A light weekend of action across the Southeast Region meant that the top 11 teams in the regional rankings remained the same for the second week in a row. North Carolina still tops the region, followed by Eastern Kentucky and Virginia. After racing on back-to-back Saturdays at the VMI Invitational (Sept. 21) and Virginia/Panorama Farms Invitational (Sept. 28), the Flames and Lady Flames took this past weekend off from competition. Liberty will send a partial team to McAlpine Creek Park in Charlotte, N.C., on Friday for the Royal Cross Country Challenge. The women's 5K race will begin at 5 p.m., followed by the men's 8K at 5:45. Many of the top Flames and Lady Flames will return to action on Oct. 19. That day, Liberty's men's and women's squads will square off against a bevy of nationally and regionally ranked opponents at the ISU Pre-National Invitational in Terre Haute, Ind.
USTFCCCA NCAA Division I Southeast Region Men's Cross Country Rankings 1) North Carolina 2) Eastern Kentucky 3) Virginia 4) Duke 5) N.C. State 6) Kentucky 7) Liberty 8) Furman 9) Louisville 10) Virginia Tech 11) William & Mary 12) High Point 13) Wake Forest 14) Appalachian State 15) Richmond
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Tuesday, June 9, 2009
How did this happen? What's this about? Our warmth had to do with something far more significant than solar rays. Our warmth had to do with our hearts. Our warmth had to do with Dr Mascarenhas putting his stethoscope to Pablo's back, behind his right lung, and hearing breath! The sound of BREATH, breathing, inhaling, exhaling: that thing we all do whether we like chocolate or hate Sarah Palin or love Cleveland in November or agree on how GM should be bailed out.... No sound could make us happier than what Dr M heard through his rubber n metal contraption. I'm almost winded with excitement just typing this.
Last Thursday, Dr M heard nothing when he put his stethoscope on the same spot. The fluid in P's lung blocked the sound. This was the impetus for the new round of chemo that started Friday. We had to throw something at that tumor, to knock the pants off of it, to push it back to nothingness, where it came from. The chemo Pablo started on Friday is the last house on the block for him, in terms of chemotherapeutic treatment. So, you can see why today's development is so important.
Dr M hearing breath means—in all likelihood—that the chemo is knocking back the size of the tumor, and the fluid that's building up between the lung and the sac that contains the lung. I say probably because we have not done an X-ray or a scan to verify this. And we won't do an X-ray until next Tuesday. Why? Last Friday, Dr M proposed that if we heard breath today, we'd let the chemo continue kicking butt on the tumors. He said something along the lines of, 'I can wait another week for good news.' We agreed. It's the Zen approach. It's worked for us so far. You know that cos you've ALL chopped wood and carried water WITH US.
We owe all of you a huge THANKS for your daily three minute blasts of love + energy. Let's keep the operation in motion. It's WORKING....
We are having a good night around here. We wish you the same.
18 comments:
- Tiwanna said...
This is AWESOME News!! As a respiratory therapist I can understand the joy you felt of knowing that Dr. M heard breath sounds. It's a wonderful and awesome sound to hear when you hear it in a patient after they've been ill. I will continue in my 3 mins a day, which is actually more cause I'm always looking for Jeff's twitter post. Take care of each other and all my best prayers and thoughts for you all
- June 9, 2009 at 9:22 PM
- JMJ said...
What a lovely post! So glad to be reading this. Jeff, your writing really inspires. Keep on truckin'! Constant love being sent your way!
- June 9, 2009 at 9:35 PM
- thepiersolfamily said...
Yahoo!!! SO SO SO happy for the good news. Also love the getup from Lemony Snicket. We were thinking of Pablo tonight while Gracie and I built our first Playmobil pirate set. I told her how much Pablo loves Legos. Plus we know what a great pirate he could be! He would have taken us all down!
Tons of love to you and so happy for the sound of breathing...
Laura Piersol
- June 9, 2009 at 10:01 PM
Great! Great! Great! Love to you all.
- June 9, 2009 at 10:49 PM
Thrilled for you all. My husband was talking about when Pablo is all better-- he'll remember all the incredible times you guys had during this last year -- you set the bar pretty high -- and he was laughing at the thought of Pablo at 80 looking for the haps. Maybe you had to be there -- I'm glad I was.
- June 9, 2009 at 11:18 PM
On our pediatric oncolog wing, there's a picture of a frog struggling to free himself from the wrath of a bird. The caption reads, "Never, never, never give up!"
I was tickled pink to read your blog today. Thrilled that Pablo is trying to free himself from this horrible predator, one breath at a time. Praying for you all that this is the chemo that works.
Molly and Laney Böttcher
- June 10, 2009 at 2:17 AM
- Stephanie said...
Yeah! that's what we want to hear.
- June 10, 2009 at 4:31 AM
- Lisa Hickey said...
So glad to hear this news! It's truly the ray of "sunshine" I needed. I'm concentrating hard on Pablo's healing. One of my nephews in North Carolina is going through chemo right now for a brain tumor. He is the father of 2 little kids and his wife posted this quote on facebook this morning. I loved it and thought of you guys: "Pity is the experiance of meeting pain with fear. It makes one want to change the givens of the moment....But when we touch the same pain with love, letting it be as it is, meeting it with mercy instead of fear and hatred, then that is compassion." -Stephen Levine
- June 10, 2009 at 6:55 AM
this is great news! i'm thinking of little pablo everyday.
- June 10, 2009 at 7:39 AM
great news, keep up the good work!
- June 10, 2009 at 8:07 AM
- Lizard Eater said...
So, SO happy to hear this news. Sweet breath. How much we take it for granted.
Another Wilms' parent
- June 10, 2009 at 8:47 AM
Yes Yes Yes. Go Pablo, Go.
- June 10, 2009 at 11:00 AM
You've made my day!!!!!!!!
- June 10, 2009 at 11:34 AM
- Dawn: said...
And- as demonstrated in your descriptions and the photos on here- Pablo has the coolest fashion sense of anyone I know.
- June 10, 2009 at 3:16 PM
Fantastic!! Love to you!
- June 10, 2009 at 4:17 PM
My heart is so happy! We will take every little victory we can get...no matter the size...big or small! The news could of gone one of three ways; good, bad, or middle of the road. I am so so happy it was good! We will continue our prayer vigil and also continue to hope for the very, very best from here on out. Thank you so much for sharing your journey with us. You all are so amazing!
Wilm's Warrior buddies in OK
Sicily and her mommy, Kerry
- June 10, 2009 at 4:46 PM
- Unknown said...
SUCH good news!!
- June 10, 2009 at 6:35 PM
heck yes pablo! keep up the good work everyone!
- June 12, 2009 at 12:04 PM


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WASHINGTON -- Although the Air Force has a wide range of fitness and health-related programs in place to help service members and their families manage stress, Air Force officials are concerned that some are not aware of the available programs and are not taking advantage of them, according to a recent Air Force report. To address that, the Air Force is launching a series of monthly campaigns with themes that focus on specific programs to help manage potential areas of stress for airmen and their families.
"Whether you're the youngest airman or the most senior chief on staff, you have stress. Everyone has stress," says Lt. Gen. Arthur J. Lichte, assistant vice chief of staff and director of staff. "All airmen need to know there are organizations and programs available to them at their installations to help them when they're in need."
The Air Force takes a community-based approach to help airmen manage stress through the Integrated Delivery System (IDS). IDS is a group of cross-functional experts dedicated to the well-being of airmen and their families. Every base has an IDS team that coordinates and integrates the activities of all the base support agencies, including airman and family readiness, sexual assault prevention and response, life skills, the chaplaincy, family advocacy, health promotions, family member programs and Air Reserve component representatives. Additionally, the IDS team can develop initiatives to address the specific concerns of an installation.
The monthly campaigns will begin in June.
"Deployments are definitely one source of stress that most airmen can identify with, but that's not the entire story," Lichte says. "What about the airman who has lost a loved one or the member whose spouse is battling cancer?"
The campaign should not be considered ancillary training or just another requirement, Lichte says.
"The purpose is to bring awareness about the potential causes of stress and educate airmen about existing programs designed to help them identify, manage, treat and reduce stress," he says. "We want them to know about these programs and use them."
The following campaigns are scheduled for June 2007 through May 2008:
- June -- Healthy relationships
- July -- Leadership
- August -- Deployment readiness
- September -- Legal support
- October -- Domestic violence awareness
- November -- Military family appreciation
- December -- Holiday stress
- January -- Financial readiness
- February -- Health and wellness
- March -- Transitions
- April -- Child appreciation
- May -- Substance abuse prevention


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As promised, All Things Digital is posting the full videos from our eighth D: All Things Digital conference, held in early June.
Today, it's Federal Communications Commission Chairman Julius Genachowski's turn.
The former Internet and media exec was selected by the Obama administration to lead its more aggressive digital efforts.
But it has not been an easy job so far.
There have been both court rulings and political pressure related to the agency's purview over broadband and other digital issues, even as the FCC is trying to implement a much needed National Broadband Plan.
Here's the full video of the session, in which Genachowski talks about all this and more in an interview with Walt Mossberg:
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Q: I recently bought a home with well water. I have always lived where city water was available, so I'm just getting used to dealing with a well and pump and have some questions.
I travel a lot and am sometimes away from home two weeks at a time. I worry in the winter about water in the house freezing and bursting pipes. Would it be wise to turn power off to the pump at my electrical panel circuit breaker or would that be damaging to the pump to leave it unpowered for weeks at a time?
Until I get an answer I'm just turning the water off at a main valve, but that leaves a run of pipe in the basement of about 15 feet that could burst and cause damage.
A: It's smart that you're being proactive and thinking about this in advance. I think, because you are unfamiliar with your system, it's a good idea to have a consultation with a reputable well system specialist in your area who can educate you on the ins and outs of your particular system.
That said, as long as the heat in the house is not turned off — and you don't lose power while you're gone — your pipes should not freeze and burst. But I understand your trepidation. So, my advice is to go ahead and shut off the breaker to your well pump - make sure it's the right switch and only dedicated to only the pump and not something else - as well as the isolation valve on the supply line, when you are not in the home for more than a few days. This is a good safety measure to take any time of year that you leave the home for an extended period of time. In the event of any type of leak, the house won't flood and suffer potentially catastrophic damage.
By shutting off the breaker, there should be no harm to the well pump system, provided the pump system is in good mechanical working order. But you should also shut off the power to the hot water heater. In rare cases, a broken water line can siphon water out of the hot water heater, causing damage to the unit.
One last word of caution before shutting off the well pump system: first, make certain there is no requirement for water during your absence, such as make-up water for your heating system, such as a hydronic system. If so, the water pump should be left operational. If you're not certain about your system requirements, I recommend talking to a reputable heating and cooling specialist in your area.
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Another Herman Cain scandal, another gold mine for late night comedy — and a woman's allegation that she had a 13-year affair with the GOP candidate might be the richest yet.
Jon Stewart started the pile-on Tuesday night by looking on the bright side:
"Thirteen years! That is an admirable commitment to the woman with whom you are violating your spousal commitment. And two, after all those allegations of sexual harassment of underlings, nice to see Herman Cain going the consensual route! Kudos."
But he questioned the sense of conservatives who might react to the news by switching their allegiance to Newt Gingrich — who's dogged by some past marital infidelities of his own.
"I guess Newt Gingrich becomes the candidate for people who like Herman Cain but think he was too monogamous," he joked.
Jimmy Fallon joined the fray, too, with some jokes at Cain's expense but also a nod to Sarah Palin's non-candidacy. Her candidacy, were it to materialize, might delight some Democrats.
"A new TV ad is running in Iowa urging Sarah Palin to rethink her decision and join the presidential race," Fallon said.
"It gets weird at the end when a voice says, 'I'm Barack Obama, and I approved this message.'"


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Just a year ago, 15,000 of the world's leaders, diplomats, and UN officials were gearing up to descend on Copenhagen to forge a global treaty that would save the planet. The world's media delivered massive coverage. Important newspapers printed urgent front-page calls for action, and a popular new U.S. President waded in to put his reputation on the line. The climate talks opened with a video showing a little girl's nightmare encounter with drought, storms, eruptions, floods and other man-made climate disasters. "Please help the world,"
After two weeks of chaos, the talks collapsed in a smouldering heap of wreckage. The only surprise was that this outcome should have come as a surprise to so many intelligent people. These people actually seemed to believe that experts and politicians have supernatural powers to predict the future and control the climate. They believed that experts know how fast temperatures will rise by when, and what the consequences will be, and that we know what to do about it. They believed that despite the recent abject failure of Kyoto (to say nothing of other well-intentioned international treaties), the nations of the world would willingly join hands and sacrifice their sovereignty in order to sign on to a vast scheme of unimaginable scope, untold cost and certain damage to their own interests.
Copenhagen was not a political breakdown. It was an intellectual breakdown so astonishing that future generations will marvel at our blind credulity. Copenhagen was a classic case of the emperor with no clothes.
Mercifully, nobody will pay attention to the climate conference at Cancun next week,
The biggest loser is the environmental movement. For years, its activists neglected almost everything but climate change. They behaved as if they'd cornered the market on wisdom, truth and certainty, and they demonized anyone who dared to disagree. They got a fabulous free ride from politicians and the media, who parroted their claims like Sunday-school children reciting Scripture. No interest group in modern times has been so free from skepticism, scrutiny or simple accountability as the environmental establishment.
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Adelaide's best rain in months, with more on the way
Some welcome rain is spreading over South Australia today, with Adelaide picking up its best drop in a couple of months.
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Probing the clouds over the East China Sea in support of EarthCARE
While most of us tend to prefer clear blue skies the same can't be said of the team of scientists that recently spent a month studying different cloud types. With clouds being the order of the day, the skies over the East China Sea witnessed an intense period of activity as numerous campaign flights were flown to collect data on cloud properties in support of a proposed joint ESA-JAXA (formerly NASDA) satellite mission called EarthCARE.
EarthCARE (Earth Clouds Aerosols and Radiation Explorer) is a joint European-Japanese mission, which intends to address the interaction and impact of clouds and aerosols on the Earth's radiative budget. Although we know that high-altitude clouds warm the Earth while clouds lower in the atmosphere contribute to cooling, it is unclear whether clouds have the overall effect of warming or cooling the Earth. Clouds, therefore are a particular source of uncertainty in predictions of climate change and numerical weather prediction. To address this issue the EarthCARE mission aims to simultaneously acquire global datasets of vertical profiles of clouds and aerosols, as well as the radiances at the top of the atmosphere. Numerical atmospheric circulation models can then be checked to see if they are accurate.
EarthCARE will consist of a cloud radar and lidar on one satellite. The derivation of cloud microphysical parameters from radar and lidar data is based on sophisticated retrieval algorithms. In preparation for the mission the quality control for such retrieval algorithms requires validating using real data gathered in the atmosphere. In order to acquire this validation data, the EarthCARE Algorithm Validation Campaign was organised. This event was held over a 4-week period last spring and brought together many research teams from Europe and Japan to the Japanese island of Kyushu, so that a series of airborne campaigns could be carried out. A current international experiment called APEX-E3, which is looking at clouds and aerosols was extended in order to incorporate the EarthCARE Algorithm Validation Campaign. The main aim of the experiment was to collect simultaneous radar-lidar remotely sensed and in-situ microphysical measurements from different types of clouds, although there was a particular emphasis on ice crystals.
Three Japanese research aircraft carrying different sophisticated instrumentation participated in the study. The high-altitude Gulfstream-II carried a 95-GHz cloud radar and a UV-lidar system where both instruments operated in a downward-looking mode. The Beachcraft-200 carried microphysical probes to measure the whole particle spectrum from very small aerosols to precipitation-sized droplets and ice crystals. The Cessna-404 was equipped mainly with sensors to characterise aerosol properties.
The event proved to be a successful campaign where separate and coordinated remote sensing and in-situ aircraft built up an extensive dataset, which covered all the desired cloud types from cirrus over mixed-phase clouds to pure-water clouds. The first results of the study will be presented to the EarthCARE science community early next year.
As part of the Earth Explorer Mission selection process, EarthCARE will be formally assessed in April 2004 to determine whether the mission will qualify to enter the next phase of development (Phase B).