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JavaScript Class
By Garrett Smith Held Wed and Friday, 7-9pm, Sunday 9:30 AM
Twitter: @xkit (follow & mention).
LinkedIn: Garrett Smith (endorsements welcome)
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Course Overview
This course covers the fundamentals of the EcmaScript programming language (ECMAScript spec), the DOM (DOM 3 spec), and object-oriented design. It is intended for experienced web developers and programmers of other languages, however all are welcome.
List of Classes
Please read the list of classes and each lesson's linked notes to decide what you want to study.
Reference specifications are used extensively. These are linked from the JavaScript resources page. Read them daily.
Ask Questions. Interact.
Read the individual classes. Each class lesson is chosen by students at the start of class and will adjusted to meet the students' needs. Get involved! Noisebridge is a Do-ocracy.
EcmaScript Programming Language
- Property accessors,
.[[Get]], [[Put]] and the Reference type.
- Prototypal inheritance
- typeof operator
- Arrays
- Primitive types
- Functions, callbacks, "I'm done", Event Notification System
- Scope chain and identifier resolution, Closures
- Entering an execution context (this)
- [[Construct]], [[Call]]
- Literal syntax [], {}, /a/i RegularExpression literal
Patterns and Object Oriented JavaScript
- Decorator pattern
- Custom Events
- EventRegistry
- Factory, Abstract Factory
- Strategy/delegation - Example: APE StyleTransition object.
[[Web_Development_Resources#JavaScript|JavaScript Development Resources}]
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What is the bare minimum for Tzitzus to be Kosher? I know, for example that each corner needs 8 strings (but 7 is also Kosher). What about for example the five knots?
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The five knots aren't a strict halachic requirement, but rather a custom. Technically, even one winding and one knot is enough. However, this should be relied on only in emergency cases, such as where it's right before Shabbos and there is no time to fashion the tzitzis properly. (Magen Avraham, Orach Chaim 8:19)
7 strings is only kosher if the string is cut off until the last knot. If it is snapped further up then one must determine that there are 4 thumb-widths left of the string before the hole on the beged. 6 strings is also kosher if both strings that are snapped are on the same side of the last knot provided that one kept the 4 strings on each side clearly separated when tying the tzitzis in the first place. If a string is snapped by the hole where they are attached to the beged, without 4 thumb-widths of it remaining then that tzitza is posul.
(Kitzur Shulhan Aruch)
When you make them: (assuming you buy kosher tzitzit- i.e. they don't come from a sheep which was worshipped as an avoda zara)
If, after this point, they tear:

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This 40 year-old surgical facility has been transformed into this brand new one, which now houses six new surgical suites, something TriStar Greenview Regional Hospital says people in south central Kentucky deserve.
"When people want to have services rendered they'd like to do it at the local level. We want to make sure we can do that same level and standard of care as if they're going to a big city. We want to offer that locally," said TriStar Greenview Regional Hospital CEO Mark Marsh.
The hospital sees a growing need for orthopaedic surgeries, with the number more than doubling in five years. The new rooms are much larger, making those orthopaedic surgeries much easier on the surgeon and the patient.
"It's going to make it a lot easier on me to perform some of the surgeries we perform, and in turn, makes it better for the patients and safer for the patients," said surgeon Dr. Micheal Campbell.
The director of surgical services has been planning this renovation for five years, and explains one of its unique features.
"A surgical room is supposed to be positive pressure, so we have an indicator outside, and once the door is open, you're not able to maintain positive pressure, so there will be an alert that will go off at the nurses station if a door has been left open," said Director of Surgical Services Dr. Andrea Franklin.
Sometimes it's the simple things like the new LED lights, HD monitors, or the timer on a sink that insures you wash your hands for at least two minutes, that have many area surgeons taking notice.
"We've already got a lot of surgeons saying I want to do my first case... let me be the first one to do surgery back there," said Franklin.
The first surgery will be next Monday. Monday will also mark the beginning of work on the second of four phases of this renovation. Four more surgical suites will be completed within the next three months and by October, the hospital will also have a new recovery room with 15 bays for patients.


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Event Abstract: This full-day training will provide corrections staff with the tools and information to develop victim services programs that are compliant with the new Prison Rape Elimination Act standards. Participants will gain the skills necessary to create a comprehensive, trauma-informed response that includes professionals from medical, mental health, legal, and law enforcement fields.Event Description:A victim-centered response integrates medical and mental health interventions with a robust process of investigating and prosecuting cases. To establish a coordinated response, corrections agencies must have the following: agreements with local rape crisis programs; a staff training curriculum; plans for emergency and long-term medical and mental health care; many ways for staff to intervene in, and for survivors to report cases of sexual abuse; a strategy for implementing the model national protocol for evidence collection; and MOUs with investigating and prosecuting authorities. This training will prepare agencies to put each of these pieces into place.The training will feature dynamic group exercises, expert panels, survivor testimonies, and interactive discussions to encourage the sharing of expertise and strategies. Attendees will also break into small groups based on the type of facility in which they work (prisons, jails, lock-ups, youth and community corrections facilities) to discuss issues that are specific to their detention setting.A training focused on inmate education will be held the previous day on Tuesday, February 5, 2013, at the same location. Participants are encouraged to attend both. For more information click here.Eligibility Requirements:Applicants may apply for this training individually, but are encouraged to apply as part of a team of two or more per agency. Applicant agencies can be from state departments of corrections, jails, juvenile agencies, community corrections agencies, or lock-ups. Agencies can represent federal, state and local levels of government, as well as Tribal authorities. Suggested attendees include: PREA coordinators, incarcerated victim service coordinators, prosecutors, lead investigators, medical and mental health staff, and correctional trainers. Each applicant from a facility will need to complete an application.Supplemental Materials:Please submit the following supplemental materials with your application:
- An organizational chart of your agency
- Any agency policies pertaining to incarcerated victim services, including the provision of mental and/or medical health care for inmates who have been assaulted (including sexual abuse)
- A PREA standards self-assessment (if your agency has completed one)
- A PREA standards implementation plan (if your agency has completed one)
Registration Deadline: January 18, 2013 by 5pm EST Notification of Acceptance:There is space for approximately 75 individuals to attend this training. Just JDI will review all applications and notify applicants of their acceptance to attend by January 22, 2013. At that time, you will receive information regarding logistics.Cost Disclaimer:This training will be hosted by JDI, and funded through a grant to the National PREA Resource Center (PRC) from the U.S. Bureau of Justice Assistance (BJA). While the training itself is free, each participant is responsible for 100% of his/her own expenses (travel, accommodations, meals, and incidentals); no portion of any expenses will be paid for or reimbursed by JDI, PRC or BJA.Lodging Information:JDI has arranged for free lodging at the CDCR Training Center in Galt, CA. Rooms are double occupancy with private bathrooms. Additionally, a block of rooms has been reserved for participants at a nearby Comfort Inn for the government rate of $75, plus tax. Additional lodging details will be provided to applicants on January 22. For questions, please contact Nicole de la Torre at firstname.lastname@example.com or (202) 506-3333.


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Copyright © 1998, Michael Mahaffey
As much as I resisted the inevitable, the trip to the hospital had become a reality. Kathy went with me to check in. I was feeling beaten, powerless and scared; the physical pain had become intolerable. Prior to this I had prided myself on possessing a high tolerance for pain, but I had not before experienced this kind of internal physical agony that permeated my entire body. My bones and joints felt as if they were going to explode.
In my youth I had learned to divorce myself from the hurting by focusing on another area of my body that was without pain. Or, I could simply create a picture of some future event that represented pleasure, and that would sustain me until my pain eased.
But not now. This pain was everywhere, especially in my mind. The intensity was so great; I couldn't take the time for my mind to find an oasis. I needed to be present in the pain just to survive it.
I felt powerless, and going into the hospital just reinforced this feeling. I knew, on some level, that there was something I could do that there was another way. Not necessarily a positive thinker, but a determined one, I had prided myself in being very smart and quick of mind. Sitting beside my wife, in this hospital admitting room, I felt very dependent, helpless and slow witted. I was not accustomed to Kathy leading, doing my talking, making arrangements, and discussing finances or policies. In the few short weeks since the diagnosis, the power had shifted. Kathy was the strong one. She was someone to lean on, and I was desperately weak and needed to lean. I was so ill, I felt awkward, child-like, and very sad over our role reversals. I struggled to think positively but also battled with strong feelings that I was not worthy to live any longer. I felt that my pain was my punishment from God. At that time the pain was so excruciating I only wanted relief and if that meant death, so be it.
Realizing the critical nature of my situation, I could not help but reflect on my past life. I had persisted in thinking life was forever and that I was indestructible. I had drowned in booze, tarnished myself with indiscriminate sexual encounters, and deliberately buried myself under countless hours of work. My way of minimizing my fear was to deny it, to act as if things didn't matter. Or, I had often let my fear come out as anger, accompanied by rage and violent, verbal outbursts. I had manipulated people into doing what I wanted by my intimidating behavior and physical size. To complete the facade, I had hidden myself and my spirit under an impenetrable blanket of emotional atrophy.
I watched as Kathy methodically went through the insurance forms with the admittance people. I sensed her anxiety as her voice rose. There seemed to be a problem, something about unpaid premiums. She looked my way and assured me she would handle it. I didn't have to worry. I was so grateful I was not checking into the hospital alone. I hadn't been the best husband and friend to her and, still, there she was, taking care of me. I remember thinking, with sadness that I would never be able to make it up to her eighth floor. Time to be separated from all that is familiar. Turn over your life. Get ready to be punished more. The eighth floor was the perfect place for me to see the reality of my situation. On eighth Floor, west, the mortality rate was high and the odds of surviving the cure were slim.
I walked around the hospital circular floor route and looked about me at the others, the dying and those who loved them. I saw a weary, older woman who looked as if she was afraid to leave her husband for a minute for fear he would die in her absence. A family gathered in a football type huddle stood outside a room discussing a doctor's last update. A young, totally bald woman sat beside her husband watching television. Death and its companions pain and despair, were everywhere. If it weren't for the intense aching of my body I would not have stayed in the hospital. My thoughts kept jumping from hope to hopelessness and back again, from "I won't die, and it will be all right," to "OK, Michael, breathe the air and look around because it may be the last time you get a chance." These two points of view were warring with each other for my attention. I felt myself leaning towards death.
Admitting personal led me to a room that had been totally sterilized. Everything, the brown linoleum floor, the cream colored walls, two metal chairs, the sink, the mirror, the small closet, and even the television mounted from the ceiling had been sanitized for the health of the occupant, in this case, me. Without any thought to personality or warmth, the room was "designed" to provide an antiseptic environment for cancer patients.
The only thing they couldn't remove was the smell of cancer. It dominated the entire floor. Near panic, I briefly thought of others who had stayed in this disinfected room of silence and had died here. Then everyone left me alone. I felt abandoned by the world and incredibly frightened.
Early the next morning, I was wheeled into surgery. Just the day before I had been scared and powerless, but now I knew that the depth of those feelings had been minuscule compared to what I was feeling this day.... frantic, trapped, dying, despairing, deserted by my "loved ones". If I'd had any fluid in me, I probably would have peed all over myself right there. I was weak, and tired. I didn't know if I was nearer to death or yet among the living. This was fear beyond fear.
In the operating room I acquired a new and unsightly orifice. They inserted a device called a "Hickman catheter" into my chest. It allowed the Doctors and nurses to inject fluids, blood, platelets, and the chemotherapy treatments directly into my blood stream without having to inject me each time. As it would also permit them to draw blood without inserting a needle each time, I would become accepting and grateful for it's presence.
Back in my adult size isolation I was suspicious of every twitch in my body and of everyone who entered my germ-free space.
I remember an incident that occurred when my son Brendan came to visit. He arrived directly from work and was covered with dirt. I was terrified that some tiny insidious virus would find its way into my cubicle, then into my body, and swiftly end my life. My son stood at the door as if hesitating to come in. I panicked; I longed to see him but at the same time I was afraid of the outside world. Falling back to my normal pattern of behavior, I yelled at him for not being more respectful of my condition. He turned and left.
I was devastated. I wanted to chase after him and bring him back, to tell him I didn't mean it. My words to him played back and forth in my mind. I had turned on my own son. Limitless fear and mindless anger were alive in me. I blamed the chemotherapy and the cancer. I told myself that they were eating up my body and because of them, I was out of control.
The hopelessness I was feeling in the hospital was, though not on the same scale, similar to the feelings I had experienced a couple of months before when I had made the decision to stop drinking. I had been a practicing alcoholic for twenty-two years. I had practiced so often that I was a very accomplished drunk. The end to my boozing happened like this: I awoke after a hard night of drinking and looked around the room. The empty bottles filled me with disgust for my behavior and myself. After all the times I had promised myself and Kathy that I would quit drinking, I knew that morning I was through with alcohol. Somehow, for some reason, I realized that day that I had put others and myself in jeopardy with my habit. As a self-proclaimed "good guy", I knew I could not stand the inner condemnation I would inflict on myself if I continued to imbibe. I was an alcoholic and could not drink ever again and that was just the way it was. So with that resolve I quit the boozing. My hopelessness came from not knowing how to live sober. Lying in that room connected to all those wires and machines, I thought about my life and in particular my drinking. Why had I quit drinking just to die some other way?
Faithfully, Kathy came to stay with me all day, every day, but her presence did not interfere with my reflections.
Don't get me wrong, I was not in that hospital being a model patient, contemplating my life and my limited future. I was still a son of a bitch, giving nurses and doctors a rough time. If they wanted me to do one thing, I demanded to do something else or at least do it my way. Against the advice of everybody, I made a lot of business and personal calls from that room. I tried salvaging the business, tried to make sure there was enough money for Kathy and the kids, all over the phone. These interactions with others occurred before Kathy got there or after she left. When she came, we talked about little things, things that really didn't matter.
Sometimes she climbed in bed with me and we simply watched TV. We never discussed her future, our finances, or even our children. In fact, I don't remember that the girls ever came to visit, and I didn't ask about them. If the doctors or nurses needed to draw blood or inject some chemical or other, Kathy simply left the room and visited with other patients and their families on the 8th floor.
Sometime during the week after I entered the hospital, one of my nurses suggested that I might like to talk to the priest that visited the floor. Well, a week is a lot of time to think about dying, and I knew that I was dying without any place to go when I did. For some people there was heaven, but not for me. As much as I had tried to clean up my act inside myself I knew that I wasn't acceptable to God. I thought that "they" had figured something out that I wasn't able to comprehend. "They" knew things I didn't know. So, just maybe, this priest could tell me. I agreed to talk to him.
He had come to visit me before I was ready to see him. I think that he had stopped in my room a couple of times those first few days, but I had been too sick and scared to even acknowledge him. At his first "official" visit I thought that he looked like many other medium built, sixtyish, graying men until I looked into his eyes. The depth of his blue eyes told me that he knew things I wanted-no, needed-to know. Serenity and comfort had entered the room with him.
I never heard him coming down the hall; he just quietly entered the room. Initially, he came two or three times a day, and we talked about his hospital experiences or, sometimes, about me. After a few days more had passed, I began to ask questions. I started by querying him about the hereafter, about heaven and hell. By this time, I was convinced he had some "secret" answers that would ease my feeling of hopelessness.
I don't know if I was on his "schedule" of rounds or if he came specifically to see me, but after a few visits I began to look forward to our talks. After several days I told him I felt I had been alone for most of my life, even though I had a wife, five children, family members and business associates all around me. I told him that the aloneness I felt was more real than the reality of being in my family's presence or being touched by my wife or one of my children. This separateness dominated my thinking process and my life. My feelings and thoughts of being alone and of being separate had made my life unmanageable and unbearable.
As I lay in that sterile bed, in that totally disinfected cubicle of a room, questions rose in my mind and in my heart. I couldn't help reflecting on what I had and what I felt I had missed. My feelings of loss, regret and grief were overwhelming. Hoping to find some comfort, I had opened up to this old priest and finally found the courage to ask him my main question.
"Tell me what God truly is and how do I get to know him in the few days I have left," I said.
He studied me before he answered.
"Michael, I'm not sure what God is. I'm not sure He is anything, although, I experience Him as everything. If you want to know God you must be willing to see Him with a child-like mind. Simplicity is the answer. You were born already in relationship with our God from above. It is his gift to mankind. You can not will or demand a relationship with the Lord. It just is."
I asked him what he meant when he said "from above"?
Laughing, he replied, " I do not mean "from above" as if it were a physical place. I mean "from above" limited thinking. An active relationship with God is preceded by rising above your current, limited way of reasoning."
His uniquely blue eyes reached directly into my heart when he asked, "Do you want to be in relationship with God? Do you want to experience inner peace? Then you must be willing to think God! You must be willing to forget all you know and all that you think you know and trust that God will open your eyes. Raise your consciousness. You must believe with all your heart that God's joy will make you complete. You must know that you are in Him and He in you. You must be willing to hold God as the most powerful Presence there is. You must be willing to believe that nothing is impossible to God."
Passion and power flowed from him as he continued, sparking hope within me. "To let Him reveal to you what is next, you have to be willing to surrender every moment of your remaining life knowing that He is leading you on the path chosen for you, His friend."
In this arena, devoted to death and dying, the influence of humor was never far from beside. Only half in jest, I said, "Dying might be easier."
This wise man of the cloth agreed, "You are right! Death is eminent! It is the death of good and evil, of judgment. Being in a relationship with God is about choosing life. If we do not make a conscious choice regarding Life we accept the alternative which is a living death. In choosing Life we accept each moment as a new moment in creation. By acknowledging that His Presence is sufficient for all our needs, we consent to let God come alive within every cell in our being."
I really wanted to accept all that he said. When he spoke of his God I became inspired, even hopeful. Before, desperation and fear ruled my thinking. Now, there was a small spark of optimism. Thoughts of living well, if not for long, seeped into my consciousness. My body was weak and being beaten by cancer, but my mind was still vital and questioning. And my spirit was beginning to awaken from a 40-year sleep. I asked him to continue.
"To acquire this knowing, that God truly is a Power greater than ourselves and capable of all things, a man must look to God, learn about God, study and think God until he is left no other conclusion, the conclusion that God exists."
The old priest inspired me deeply. With compassion and consideration, he offered me many things, never forcing himself or his God. When he spoke of "the way" and a "relationship" with God, I thought, "How simple it sounds? If it's this easy, why didn't I know before? An alliance between God and me? God and the godless? I heard him, but what is God?"
At that point death still seemed to be the only option. Not that I was consciously choosing to die, but it was so close I could feel myself giving into it. By now I was feeling the full effects of the chemotherapy. I had lost over two pounds a day and my hair was falling out in clumps. I was living in constant terror that each day would be my last, and I began to be angry. I directed this anger toward my doctors and accused them of not telling me the full story of my illness. Richard, an intern specializing in cancer patient care, came in often to check my Hickman and to record all my vital signs. He and all those who ministered to my physical body did nothing to distract me from my private thoughts or change my feelings of living in a conspiracy of the medical community.
In the middle of the night I could feel death approaching. Yet, there were two distinct feelings within me. Part of me wanted to hide, to stop fighting life, to die. Another part of me longed to be a contributor to society, to be a good husband and father. That part of me wanted to be anything except alone and separate. It was clear to me, lying there in that hospital bed, that the me that had challenged the world was filled with frustration and anger and just wanted to escape to death. In that role, I thought, "Screw this, I am out of here. I'm gone."
My hidden, passive inner nature wanted another shot at participating in the world. This side of my persona had been like my silent observer, my conscience, and had forever tugged at me regarding poor decisions and behaviors. This self was now suddenly becoming more assertive, becoming stronger. Somehow the conversations with the priest were inspiring that part of my spirit to come alive.
Rapidly, I became more trusting of the Father, more and more comfortable telling him what I was feeling and why. During one of our talks he suddenly and uncharacteristically became very silent. The intensity of the silence seemed to be an invitation, an invitation for me to stretch beyond my limited thinking and understanding. Something was about to happen. I was nervous, and just a bit concerned.
It took a while before I was finally able to quiet my busy mind. The old priest waited patiently for me to open to the silence he offered, and when I became still I surrendered to the peace in the room, I wanted it to last for an eternity. In that moment of surrender my feelings slipped away to an unknown destination and were replaced by a promise, a promise of life and peace I saw mirrored in the old man's face. He had somehow helped me to experience the Sacred Presence. In that void of thought, yet filled with feelings, I recognized the nature of my longing. There was now a bridge across the gap between the god in my mind and the God that lived in my heart.
In that instant the priest became recognizable to me. He was the Christ Spirit. Alive! In my room! In the flesh! I felt scared, and unworthy, and joyful!
When the old priest next visited I told him about my experience of seeing him as Christ. He assured me that what I felt and what I thought I saw was within myself and that he was just an old priest long overdue to retire. I told him that I knew that the vision had precipitated a shift in my life. I was beginning to feel more alive. And now I was experiencing this conscious awareness as a life force within my body. I explained to him that when I was quiet, I was also aware of a sense of aliveness. I told him how this aliveness was beckoning me to question the diagnosis and the prognosis of 30 to 90 days. Anxiously, I asked him if it could be a sign from God. The old priest laughed and assured me that it was my longing for peace without end, for divine presence and for spiritual nurturing that had allowed me to see and experience God's compassion and love.
He went on to say, "Michael, it is the crisis of your impending death that has rendered you so broken. Without the ability to be in control you have had time to listen to your inner voices. You are recognizing that your feelings and thoughts about "being separate" from God were only beliefs that were solely in your head."
Flat on my back in the ICU, with tubes running in and out of my weakened body, I had countless hours to contemplate and meditate on the priest's uplifting words. I determined that even though I had chosen a path contrary to God's, He had not abandoned me. Still feeling unworthy of love and comfort, I thought about some of the choices I had made. I was ashamed. But, with deep humility, and desperate need for something, someone to turn to, I opened my heart, just a bit, to God.
At that point I did not consider myself changed, nor did I start acting like a loving person. Being on the eighth floor had its small privileges, of which I took complete advantage. No one cared what you ate, so I demanded lots and lots of ice cream. I pitched a fuss each time a nurse interrupted one of my visits with Kathy or the old priest.
I got it into my head that I would feel better if I could have a daily soak in the hot tub in the physical therapy. Well, the doctor and the nurses were beside themselves with frustration. I drove them nuts until they agreed that I could use the spa. My use of this facility had many stipulations, but I met them all, and for the last two weeks of my hospital stay, I immersed myself in hot, soothing water every day.
A few days before I got the "bug" about hot tubbing, the old priest and I were deep in another one of our conversations about God. It was to be one of our last. He suggested that I become willing to have God in my life rather than continue to seek His Presence. He said, "God's Spirit will continue to draw you upward and closer if you just remain willing."
"Spirit is coming alive within you. If you continue to embrace God in your heart God's Spirit will become brighter and brighter in your life," the wise old priest assured me.
He then gave me something that I treasure to this day. He had written the twenty-third Psalm on a small piece of paper for me.
"The Lord is my shepherd;
I shall not want.
He makes me to lie down
in green pastures;
He leads me beside the
still waters.
He restores my soul;
He leads me in the paths
of righteousness.
For His namesake.
Yea, though I walk
through the valley of
the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil;
For You are with me;
Your rod and Your staff,
they comfort me.
You prepare a table
before me in the
presence of my enemies;
You anoint my head
with oil;
My cup runs over.
Surely goodness and
mercy shall follow meAll the days of my life;
And I will dwell in the
house of the Lord Forever."
Father Pete instructed me to read this five times per day for seven days. He encouraged me to make the prayer a part of my daily life for as many days as God gave me. I was not to memorize it, but to read it. I was to be willing to think about each verse while allowing sufficient time for the words to come alive within my heart.
In the quiet of that night a question emerged from all that had happened and all that I had discussed with the wise old priest. Could it be that the death I feared had nothing to do with my body dying? Maybe it had something to do with facing my innermost fears. The depth of my inability to comprehend seemed endless and overpowering. The mere thought of addressing these feelings and thoughts caused my heart to pound loudly in my chest.
Late that same evening I began running a very high fever, an expected condition in leukemia patients, usually followed closely by death. As the fever continued to rise I knew I was dying. My body was on fire, and my bedclothes were wet with my sweat. Everything my eyes tried to focus on looked blurry. I wanted to press the call button to alert the nurse's station, but I feared all the commotion. I knew the second I pressed it people, shots, machines and noise would follow almost immediately. For a moment I thought maybe if I didn't signal them it wouldn't be real.
"My God, my life is going to end right here." I thought why would this be happening now? Why had I opened my heart to God if I was going to die? With my heart beating frantically with fear and anxiety, I held the call button in my hand.
With complete terror, I remembered overhearing Richard, the young intern assigned to me, explain how sometimes leukemia patients get spiking fevers, and if the fever is not quickly arrested the patient dies. As my body began trembling with the fever, I heard Richard outside in the hall. The sound of his voice released me from my inertia and allowed me to press my call button. He was in my room in an instant and after one look at me called for immediate assistance. Within seconds, an entire crew of nurses swooped in, gave me several shots and then, as quickly, they all left, all but Richard. He held my hand and said he would remain with me as long as I needed him.
Struggling to overcome the nausea and close too delirious with fever, I cried out to God, "Oh Lord hear me, hold me, love me, and let me know I will survive".
Complete darkness overcame me and I knew that I had died.
Suddenly, there was light, and I knew God was there, in my sterile hospital room. I felt His presence.
Slowly, I realized I was up in the corner of the room looking back at myself lying in bed with Richard standing beside me holding my hands. The light's glare was like a stadium at night, alight for a Friday night football game, only more intense. The brilliance seemed to have a center, and my eyes were focused on this center illumination.
A figure emerged out of the brightness. I knew it was God coming to retrieve my soul. And then, I saw Christ!
From my vantagepoint in the upper corner of the room I saw him put his arms around me, and then, as though I was in two places at one time, I could feel His mighty arms around my physical body. As He held me without effort I felt myself crying. Even though I was not in my body I felt the joy and peace of his comforting touch. He was cloaked in brilliant light and fully visible to me. I was enfolded in His power. Had I wanted to turn away, I would not have been able to. Jesus lifted my spirit out of my physical body and I watched His light flood every cell of my being. My body glowed with the outpouring of His love. I knew then that some part of me would always be alive. The cancer had driven me to an unceasing prayer, "God, please hold me, let me know that you are real, tell me that I will be OK, and, God, please love me." My answers came from Him to me on my death, and He was here to offer me every possible comfort.
I knew that I had experienced a death. Old beliefs and perceptions that had influenced every moment of my life, and ones that had left me feeling alone, unloved and angry at everything would now begin to die. I wasn't sure what would happen next but I felt that God would not have created this miracle and then abandon me. I was given life. I now had hope!
Early the next morning, I was still alive. Alive with anticipation for the coming daylight.
I felt full, complete and temporarily at peace. The disinfected cell of a room no longer seemed stark and dreary. Everything in and around me glowed.
My fever was totally gone; I felt renewed.
I had been with God! He had held me and filled me with His light.
I knew it was not a dream. I felt like a kid who had discovered something wonderful but didn't know who to trust with my discovery.
Shortly, Richard came in to do a blood draw. For the first time, I truly looked at him. I saw a young man, about twenty-five, medium height, with dark hair. A skinny guy, with bulging gray eyes, someone that at any other time in my life I would not have even acknowledged.
Now I saw him as my friend. He wore silly bow ties that, for some reason, infuriated his superiors. Always laughing, he told jokes that ranged from completely boring to hysterically funny. He used his light heartedness and his genuine goodness like a magic wand when circumstances were critical. Despite his youth, he was a calming influence in the frantic life of the 8th floor. Wearing a smile he crossed the room to my bedside. He stood there looking at me, then placed his hand on my shoulder saying, "Michael, you are on your way. You are going to go far from where you are now. The first day I saw you I realized you knew little about being alive, but in being around you the past few weeks I have seen that you have the capacity to demonstrate tremendous spiritual power. I feel that if you could somehow access that power you possibly could move through this crisis."
He paused before continuing, "You probably don't have any of an idea of what I am talking about, do you? Last night when your physical crisis seemed to peak you let go of control. I suspect in so doing you accessed a holy part of your being. The Presence, God, lives in each of us and is always longing to be acknowledged and to be able to express itself through us. Last night when you cried out to God for help I experienced you not as an adult but as a lost child. You showed yourself to be naive to your own spiritual principles and truths, while the more intuitive part of your spirit led you to what you had prayed for."
I interrupted him, "Richard, stop! I am at a loss to explain why or how last night happened, all I know is that Jesus was here for me and held me in His arms, in this very room."
Richard looked at me in a way that resembled the old priest, "I know. I was here with you, remember?"
He said that as he was working on me, I had suddenly screamed out, "Lord Jesus Christ, have mercy on me!"
I recounted my version of the night's events as Richard listened. I told him I remembered crying out, and that I remembered being out of my body watching Jesus hold me. With a happiness that I hadn't felt in years, I told him I would never forget the brilliance of the light and how God flooded me with it until my whole body was filled with that bright energy.
Later that day, Richard encouraged me to consider studying the life of Jesus. It was a recommendation I would have ignored a few short months before. He suggested that Jesus coming to me in my crisis was a beckoning, and that God, through Jesus, was leading me forward.
"Have you seen Father Pete in the last few days,?" Richard asked. I was puzzled at his inquiry. I asked him what he knew about the old priest. He laughed as he said that he personally held Father Pete in high spiritual regard even though they did not really know one another.
Richard went on to tell me of his own spiritual path and of a time he had spent with a spiritual teacher similar to Father Pete. He wanted to know if I had been reading the twenty-third Psalm five times per day.
"Yes." I answered with surprise. I was astonished to find out that Richard had been watching over me.
Looking straight into my heart, he said, "I believe that you have strong visionary talents."
He went on to say that he felt that as Father Pete had shared his spiritual beliefs with me, my inner spirit had responded to the rhythm of the words, and a part of me had begun to come alive.
"Does this make any sense to you?" he asked.
"I feel a sense of rightness to the twenty-third Psalm and to what the Father told me. I, too, feel that something deep within myself coming alive," I answered.
I went on to share with Richard how earlier in my life I had felt called to become a minister. But on both occasions, I had suppressed and hidden my feelings, quickly gathered myself together and gone right back to living as before. After last night's experience, I knew that I was clean, whole, loved and forgiven of all that I had been that was hurtful to others and myself.
Richard spoke about gentleness and about being open to the feminine side of my nature. He communicated the necessity to love my family. Many times he stated that the key to happiness lay in accepting myself as I am, rather than manipulating the world and striving for external success in order to be happy.
At one point he said, "You're trying with all your might to stand on your own two feet, to make life happen through your personal exertions, and although the effort is heroic, it's just unnecessary. If you let go a bit, take your hands off life's jugular vein and let life happen, you will trust more. Trusting in Him will give you the ability to continue when things seem hopeless." We talked all through that day and began again the next morning.
I told him about my feelings of failure as a husband and a father, about my fears for the business and my terror of dying from this cancer inside me. When Richard said that I could have everything as long as I was willing to surrender to God, I began to sob uncontrollably. This young man climbed up on my bed and held me in his slender arms as my body jerked convulsively. My old beliefs rose up and I wanted to throw off his embrace. I was afraid of what someone might think or say if they saw us. But I was so thankful for the validation and comfort that he gave me that I just continued to be consoled by his presence.
When he left, I began repeating the twenty-third Psalm over and over again, like a chant. It seemed to have a certain hypnotic effect on my me. I would rotate between reciting the Psalm and the Lord's Prayer each with a Hail Mary on the end. Meaningful phrases from these prayers became my companions and my assurance when I needed positive affirmation. I would chant silently to myself before going to sleep, rarely ever missing a phrase, then continue the process while sleeping and wake up to continue the same prayer, all without skipping a beat! I watched myself in utter amazement and wonder. Just a few days earlier I had been a completely different person. I hardly recognized myself. I would isolate "He restores my soul" in my mind and have it churning through my consciousness while sleeping, then pick up its thread in the morning when I awoke. Slowly, my attitude began to improve.
I also began to see myself as others saw me. My old, controlling ego was frequently on the phone, screaming to attorneys, "You bastard, finish off this deal the way I want it or I'll come down there and kick your ass!" And then, after putting down the phone, I'd look at myself, with tubes protruding from my chest, and say, "Oh sure, I'll be there any minute!" I'd then consciously try to relax, become more receptive.
These two aspects of my character were in constant combat in my mind, like two opposing attorneys presenting their respective arguments. As I mentally reviewed my transgressions, my physical body responded by making me violently ill. The hospital staff thought it was simply a reaction to the chemotherapy, but I knew that I no longer could stomach who I had been.
During the quiet hours of the night I began to realize how much my family meant to me, and, worse, how badly I had treated them. The more I looked back and saw what I had been, the more depressed I got. I began to believe that my family couldn't love me. As the days and nights went by my "beliefs" regarding my inadequacies overpowered my experience of being in Jesus loving arms. Although I doubted my value as a human being, I continued to pray, still searching for a relationship with God.
I had been in the hospital for three weeks when the doctors unplugged my I-med machine, a device that fed me the chemotherapy. They said it would give my body, by now weakened to its limits, a chance to regenerate. The machine vanished; the tubes to my chest were removed, and the opening to the Hickman capped off. Because my immune system was still non-existent, I lay defenseless in critical isolation. While the tubes had been connected to me and the chemotherapy was flowing I had felt I was doing all I could. Now lying there just waiting, I missed the reassurance and sense of purpose that the gurgles and noises of the machine had provided.
Richard continued to spend long hours at my bedside. After taking what care he could of my physical needs, he would make suggestions on how I could improve my thoughts and attitudes, which, in turn, would improve my health. Richard advised me that concentrating on solving my personal problems depleted my physical and emotional energies, energies that I needed to challenge the cancer. "Survive first, concentrate on what's right before you, I promise you that the other issues will take care of themselves."
"Think about remission. Put all your efforts into focusing on health for the next week and then the week thereafter. Until a remission turns into a cure, stop thinking about your tomorrow's or your colorful past. Simply and purposefully live to live."
The old priest and Richard had taught me that my health and well being were dependent on my participation in relationships based on open communication and honesty. I knew I had to be consciously aware in my relationship with myself, my family, my community and ultimately with God to hold my new inner peace. It would be my choice as to how I defined various physical symptoms. I could be constantly on the lookout for the return of the cancer, or I could live expecting to be cured. Like a pendulum, my resolve to improve swung in wide extremes. To the dismay of the nurses and doctor, I would insist on walking the hallways until my muscles got sore, even painful, from the exertion. Then I would become anxious about my body because of the discomfort. Convinced that it meant that the cancer was back I would forgo the walking activity for a day or so.
It became clear that I needed to choose which direction I wanted to follow with my thoughts. Richard counseled me to be vigilant with my choices. He said that by maintaining healthy thoughts I would be actively participating in my healing.
Both of these men had helped me see the benefits of using the tools of positive thought, kind deeds and words, and spiritual strength. If I had the courage to use their suggestions, I could influence my reactions to the negative chatter going on in my mind. With study and practice, I could have the power to choose what entered my heart and what influenced me. If I were vigilant against accepting unwanted thoughts, negative people and their negative views of cancer, I would have room in my life for a more positive diet of hope, conviction, and faith. I could learn to have the confidence in my ability to be healed through the grace of God.
Father Pete was at my bedside when Dr. Lewis came in to speak to me about going home. "Mr. Mahaffey, (he never once called me Michael) your body has responded well to the chemotherapy, when the leukemia returns we can easily pop you back here for more treatments."
I was barely controlling an instant and intense desire to rage and throw things (including the Doctor), when I said, "You have no idea what went on here. You don't know where the cancer came from and you don't know where it went. It really is a mystery to you."
My eyes sought Father Pete's. "My friend, you don't know either, But, then you never pretended to know."
He acknowledged my statement with an affirming smile. He was letting me know that I had learned this one lesson, the one about rejecting the negatives.
For just a fraction of a second, the huge, schoolroom kind of clock caught my attention. As I watched the dial snap to record the next minute, I knew that I had also learned a truth.
"Only God provides the next moment!"
I made up my mind, right then and there, that Dr. Lewis was history. I would get myself a new doctor. It was obvious that Lewis wasn't a healer. His attitude accepted, maybe even encouraged, disease, not health. I didn't need or want his negative thoughts directed at me. After all the long, cold nights I lied in this bed on the 8th floor cancer ward wondering if the next twitch of my body would be my last, this pompous ass had the gall to say that it would be OK for me to do it all over again.
Thirty-seven days after I was admitted to the sterile world of isolation, it was time for me to leave. My weight had dropped from 275 to 178, and my clothes hung off me like grandpa's nightshirt on one of my kids. Most of my hair was gone, and the few little hanks scattered across my scalp embarrassed me. Though I was incredibly weak, I had walked the halls often enough that I had the strength to get myself out of bed and dressed. But my muscles had atrophied so that my walk was a mere shuffle. I felt old. I looked old.
It was with weary joy that I prepared to go home. I was afraid that it wouldn't be for long, but for now I was ready to go home. It didn't matter how I looked. It didn't matter that I still had the catheter in my chest. I was going home, out of that room, off the 8th floor, away from the hospital, and away from the smell of cancer.
As Richard assisted me to the car he said, "Michael, you are a perpetual learner, and just a beginner. Wherever you go you will meet other teachers, other mentors who will see you through various stages of your growth and unfoldment. Remember your passport to this new awareness is patience and willingness. Your restoration has begun. You are not the person whom I first met here 37 days ago. Go in peace!"
I had waited impatiently for Kathy to check me out, and now, with help, I slid into the passenger seat of her car. During the ride to the ranch, we were each locked into our separate thoughts and talking was kept to a minimum. Generously, Kathy had chosen to drive me home the back way, a small road winding through the foothills of the Sierras. I had traveled this road hundreds of times before but never had I experienced such intensity of colors and light. I saw the beauty in every flower, every rock, every cow, and every tree. Even though I was still very close to physical death I felt alive. I cried! I was so glad to be out of confinement and to be in the countryside I loved. Going home was not something that I had anticipated when I entered the hospital. Being alive in that car, that morning, was a miracle to me, and the world exposed itself to me in a glory I had never seen before.
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For an art project I want to compute a division of space into random squares. I have a number of applications where this would be a pleasant visual layout, I'm trying to figure this out for myself, but I think it might be useful to others too.
Given a 2D space of x width and y height. How do I divide it into squares of varying sizes (factors of the largest possible square for a particular area, some areas will have smaller maximum sized squares due to the initial division of space.)
I will add a diagram later today to illustrate better / more specifically what I am attempting to do.
Thank you.
Edit: I'll want to add a limit for the smaller sizes, as these will be used to display content at a fixed resolution.


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October 17, 2013
Old Mutual Kirstenbosch Summer Sunset Concerts
Nothing announces summer and the "silly season" in Cape Town quite like the Old Mutual Kirstenbosch Summer Sunset Concerts. This season's line-up brings together some of South Africa's best musical talents to perform between the idyllic surrounds of the mother city's grandest botanical gardens.
From Sunday 24 November, 2013 to Sunday 6 April, 2014, Kirstenbosch, nestled on the eastern slopes of Table Mountain, will come alive with the sounds of SAMA Award-winning Prime Circle, Jack Parow, Mango Groove, Goldfish, Oliver Mtukudzi and The Parlotones.
As the days get hotter, so does the line-up. Ard Matthews, Johnny Clegg, Fokofpolisiekar, Freshlyground, and The Cape Philharmonic Orchestra lend their musical talents for your entertainment.
Mi Casa is joined by veteran performer Hugh Masekela, Desmond and the Tutus with Shortstraw, Lira and many more on an entertainment roster that promises to keep you jiving late into the first months of the new year!
The series of concerts close off with Jeremy Loops, modern folk artist ,with a musical mash-up offering a number of genres like folk, reggae, hip-hop, gypsy-jazz … the list goes on. He makes music that inspires and motivates him and believes "music, like all art, is a visual/audible representation of humanity. And humanity is community. In Africa, we call this concept Ubuntu."
Now that you know what's in store, don't forget to book your tickets, which go on sale every Tuesday before each concert from the Visitors' Centre Ticket Office. If you miss this purchase period, tickets are available on the Sunday of each event from all entrances. You can also book by telephone on 021 761 2866 / 799 8782 or online through Webtickets.
For more information about the Old Mutual Summer Sunset Concerts, click here


text: Sports Mike Preston grades the Ravens' 28-13 win over the New England Patriots Baltimore Ravens Baltimore Sun columnist delivers his report card for the Ravens' win in the AFC championship game. This photo gallery is featured in these articles: Sports Ravens Q&A with Mike Preston Home Who do we have to thank for Michael Phelps? Ray Lewis Sports Suggs calls Patriots 'arrogant,' tells them to have fun in Pro Bowl


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There are $N=n^2$ "bots" on distinct integer lattice points in the plane. Each knows the positions $p_i$ of all bots, and each has unlimited (private) memory. Each executes the same algorithm $\cal{A}$: at time $t=0,1,2,\ldots$, bot $i = (t \mod N)$ executes $\cal{A}$, which (possibly) examines the bot positions and consults its memory, resulting in it either remaining at $p_i$, or moving 1 unit in one of the four compass directions to an unoccupied lattice point.
Q1. Is there an algorithm $\cal{A}$ which, starting from an arbitrary configuration of $N$ bots, terminates with all bots arranged in an $n \times n$ square?
(This question is inspired by (but not mentioned in) arXiv:1111.2259.)
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Yes, say by gathering toward the lowerleftmost bot, but
I don't see it in clear detail. If this is right, then suppose omniscience is blocked
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Q2. Is there an algorithm as before, but now with each bot $p_i$ knowing the position of $p_j$ only if the line segment $p_i p_j$ does not share a point interior to a unit square centered on any other $p_k$.
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The Steamboat Trace trail is closed from Dec. 26 to Jan. 18 during the late firearm deer hunting season.
Nemaha Natural Resources District officials close the entire 22 miles of the Steamboat Trace trail to all users, including hunters, during all rifle hunting seasons to protect the safety of those who would otherwise be on or near the trail.
It should be emphasized that hunting and the possession of weapons is never allowed on the converted railroad right-of-way that stretches from just south of Nebraska City to just south of Brownville. Anyone found on the trail during this closure will be ticketed.
Signs are posted at all the trailheads and at major access points alerting visitors to the closures. For more information about the Steamboat Trace, contact the Nemaha NRD at 402-335-3325 or check our website at www.nemahanrd.org.
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The End of That
Why & Why
Control Me
No Idea
"vibrant, constantly rewarding"
– Spin
"The exuberance in the musicianship has never been more tangible." ✰✰✰✰
– eMusic
"Cross-legged acoustic jams and staggering electric anthems … even at their most ornate, Plants and Animals have always been a power trio at core. They play with such vigor that they might as well be fronting an unheard orchestra."
"With its sense of invention, dynamics that keep things interesting throughout and a refreshing knack for songcraft, The End of That is the most optimistic of new beginnings."
– Montreal Gazette ✰✰✰✰½
The End of That sees Plants and Animals bridging the gap between their 2008 debut, Parc Avenue, and 2010's darker La La Land.
The band took a different, more relaxed approach with The End of That as opposed to their former sprawling, in-the-studio songwriting process; they decided to write and fully develop a large volume of material before setting the tape rolling and clock running. But whereas they spent more time than ever before preparing, they actually recorded and mixed The End of That faster than any other Plants and Animals record to-date (save perhaps their 2007 breakthrough, the brief with/avec EP). With their new songs fleshed out, the band returned to La Frette Studios, outside of Paris, and with the help and ear of engineer Lionel Darenne (Feist), wrapped up their sessions in two weeks. The end result is arguably Plants and Animals' most live-off-the floor offering.
That also makes The End of That their most intimate record. While there's no shortage of their catchy electric guitar riffs, as evidenced on lead single "Lightshow," the album also showcases lead singer Warren C. Spicer on piano, and plenty of acoustic guitar—an early touchstone of the band that had been given a break on the last record. Fans of Plants and Animals' early acoustic work will feel right at home with songs like "Before," "Song for Love" and the title track, while lovers of the band's multi-part excursions won't be disappointed either; side A and B of the album end and begin with their own respective anthemic monsters in "Crisis!" and "2010."
« De Wilco aux longues digressions du rock des seventies en passant par les plates-bandes d'Arcade Fire ici joyeusement piétinées, les amalgames indiffèrent vite, car Plants And Animals parvient à un épanouissement dans le classicisme rock qui n'appartient qu'à lui. »
Just in time for spring, Plants and Animals are thrilled to be releasing their latest album, "The End of That" in France on April 3rd via Secret City. The band will be headed to France to support the release on a headlining tour. Support acts include Half Moon Run, Marie-Pierre Arthur and Rich Aucoin.
Following their hugely successful show in July 2012 at Nouveau Casino in Paris, Plants and Animals blew away the French delegation at last year's FME. Notable outlet Libération heralded their set, stating that Plants and Animals "won the medal" for the best performance at the festival. And this month's issue of Rolling Stone France has a full page dedicated to the band.
Upcoming complete tour dates:
02/07/12 Waterloo, ON || Starlight Social Club
02/08/13 Hamilton, ON || This Ain't Hollywood
02/09/13 London, ON || Call The Office
02/15/13 Wakefield, ON || Black Sheep Inn
02/16/13 Ottawa, ON || Ritual
03/28/12 Saint-Jean sur Richelieu, QC || Cabaret-Théâtre du Vieux Saint-Jean
03/29/13 Québec, QC || Théâtre du Petit Champlain
03/30/13 Terrebonne, QC || Moulin Neuf
04/19/13 Paris, France || La Défense Festival *
04/20/13 Laval, France || 6 par 4 *#
04/22/13 Tourcoing Lille, France || Le Grand Mix *
04/26/13 Nantes, France || Stereolux *&
04/29/13 Toulouse, France || La Dynamo
04/30/13 Orléans, France || L'Astrolab
05/02/13 Paris, France || Point Éphémère
05/16/13 Saint-Hyacinthe, QC || Le Zaricot
05/30/13 Val-David, QC || Mouton Noir
05/31/13 Magog, QC || Vieux-Clocher de Magog
06/01/13 Lavaltrie, QC || Chasse Galerie
* with Half Moon Run
# with Marie-Pierre Arthur
& with Rich Aucoin
Photo credit: Christian Leduc
France's Next-Liberation from France called Plants and Animals the highlight of FME...
Le band s'installe, et la réverbération est vraiment pas si pire que ça mon pit. Elle est, en fait, appréciable et appropriée, enrobant adroitement, ajoutant de l'éther aux envolées indie qui s'immiscent souvent dans le rock sentimental du groupe. Tout le monde a le même costume, tasse-toi Village People.
You know what else sounds sexier than malware? The new Plants and Animals album, The End of That.
As one might expect from any band's third album, Montreal indie outfit Plants and Animals' latest offering, The End of That, is of a more mature sound than its predecessors.
Back on September 24, 2011, Plants and Animals played an intimate show in the live room at the Breakglass studio in Montreal. The show was part of the Pop Montreal festival, which the band first played at a few years ago when touring for the album Parc Avenue.
Le son de ce troisième album est épuré, moins dense que les deux précédents. Il comporte encore un peu d'expérimentation sonore, mais également beaucoup de compositions acoustiques sans artifice.
The End of That pourrait finalement faire écho à une autre célèbre trilogie, celle western du maestro Sergio Leone, autre obsédé d'Americana. Après tout, il s'agit toujours de la même histoire, celle de l'homme confronté à une époque qui se termine.
The End of That a un coeur, une âme et une poigne.
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Ever since a walk home on a particularly stormy day, Jessica Mastriani has had an ability like no other. She became known worldwide as Lightning Girl a psychic who could find the location of anyone, dead or alive. Jess finally had no choice but to embrace her newfound talent, and ended up lending her skills to the U.S. government.
But her work for them has taken a terrible toll, and Jess resurfaces months later a shadow of her former self, her powers gone, Lightning Girl no more. Her only hope is starting over in a new place, a big city where nobody knows her.It's only when Rob Wilkins unexpectedly shows up on her doorstep that she's forced to face her past. Rob, all the way from back home, needs her help. But how can Jess, her powers gone, find anyone, let alone the sister of a man she once loved . . . when she can't even find herself?
Missing You, the fifth and final book in the 1-800-Where-R-You series.
About the Author
Meg Cabot was born in Bloomington, Indiana. In addition to her adult contemporary fiction, she is the author of the bestselling young adult fiction The Princess Diaries and The Mediator series. Over 25 million copies of her novels for children and adults have sold worldwide. Meg lives in Key West, Florida, with her husband.


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This may be an easy exercise but I am not getting it. Let $\mathbf F_q$ be a finite field with $q$ elements and $\mathbf F_{q^2}$ be its degree two extension. Define an automorphism $\sigma$ of $\mathbf F_{q^2}$ by $\sigma (x) = x^q$. For any matrix $A = (a_{ij}) \in M_n(\mathbf F_{q^2})$, let $A^{\star} = (a_{ji}^{\sigma})$ (i.e., $A^{\star} = A^{\sigma \mathrm{t}}$). Then finite unitary group $U_n(q)$ is a given by
$ U_n(q) = \left\lbrace A \in GL_n(\mathbf F_{q^2}) | A A^{*} = I_{n} \right\rbrace $
In paper of Wall (page 33), it is mentioned that order of this group is $q^{(n^2-n)/2} \prod\limits_{i=1}^{n} (q^i - (-1)^i)$. Question is how to prove this? Any help will be appreciated.


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2013-14 Course Descriptions
CHEM - Chemistry
Department of Chemistry and Biochemistry (CAS)
CHEM 101 Consumer Chemistry (3-0-3), on demand. A study of chemistry's influence on consumers, the environment, and society with emphasis on grasping the beauty and order of the Creator's handiwork and on equipping citizens for more informed decisions. May be used to satisfy Science University Requirements. Not for majors in the Department of Chemistry and Biochemistry.
CHEM 111 Introductory Chemistry Laboratory (1-2-1), fall. Introduction to measurement and observation. Activities coordinate with topics discussed in CHEM 113. Emphasis given to quantitative measurements and interpretation of data. Prerequisite: CHEM 113 or concurrent enrollment. Not for majors in the Department of Chemistry and Biochemistry. May be used to satisfy University Requirements.
CHEM 112 Introductory Organic and Biological Chemistry Laboratory (1-2-1), spring. Continuation of CHEM 111. Activities coordinate with topics discussed in CHEM 114. Study of calorimetry; chemistry of organic compounds and functional groups. Prerequisites: CHEM 111; CHEM 114 or concurrent enrollment. Not for majors in the Department of Chemistry and Biochemistry. May be used to satisfy University Requirements.
CHEM 113 Introductory Chemistry (3-0-3), fall. Fundamental concepts of atomic structure; chemical reactions of acids, bases, and salts; behavior of solids, liquids, and gases; and solutions are presented to students of nursing and agriculture. Can be credited without CHEM 111 Prerequisite: ACT math score of 21 or above, or SAT math score of 550 or above, or credit for MATH 120 or above. Not for majors in the Department of Chemistry and Biochemistry. May be used to satisfy University Requirements.
CHEM 114 Introductory Organic and Biological Chemistry (3-0-3), spring. Continuation of CHEM 113. Study of organic compounds of carbon: hydrocarbons and those functional groups of importance to living systems. Biochemistry of carbohydrates, fats and proteins. Can be credited without CHEM 112. Prerequisites: CHEM 113. Not for majors in the Department of Chemistry and Biochemistry. May be used to satisfy University Requirements.
CHEM 131 General Chemistry Laboratory I (1-3-1), fall. Standard laboratory equipment is used to collect and interpret data. Experiments include determination of molecular formula, solution concentration and chemical reactivity. Prerequisite: CHEM 133 or concurrent enrollment. May be used to satisfy University Requirements.
CHEM 132 General Chemistry Laboratory II (1-3-1), spring. Continues to explore practical application of chemistry. Spectrophotometers and pH meters are used to study chemical equilibrium. Qualitative analysis is also introduced. Prerequisite: CHEM 134 or concurrent enrollment. May be used to satisfy University Requirements.
CHEM 133 General Chemistry I (3-0-3), fall. Fundamental principles of chemistry including the structure of matter, stoichiometry, periodicity, bonding, and reactivity. Prerequisite: CHEM 131 or concurrent enrollment; and MATH 109 with minimum grade of "C", or MATH 124, or MATH 185, or COMPASS placement into MATH 124 or 185. May be used to satisfy University Requirements.
CHEM 134 General Chemistry II (3-0-3), spring. Continues with basic chemical concepts including thermodynamics, equilibrium, and electrochemistry. Prerequisite: Grade of "C" or better in CHEM 133 (or credit by exam) and CHEM 132 or concurrent enrollment. May be used to satisfy University Requirements.
CHEM 203 General Science for Elementary Teachers (3-2-4), fall, spring. Presents the fundamental principles of chemistry, physics, geology, astronomy, meteorology, and biology on a practical basis for elementary teachers. The course includes experiments and demonstrations that are pertinent to the teaching of science at the elementary level. For education majors only.
CHEM 221 Organic Chemistry Laboratory I (1-3-1), fall. most summers. Emphasizes separation and synthesis: techniques of recrystallization, distillation, solvent extraction, organic preparation, separation of mixtures by gas vapor chromatography, and polarimetry. Prerequisite: CHEM 223 or concurrent enrollment.
CHEM 223 Organic Chemistry I (3-0-3), fall, most summers. Presents the structure, nomenclature, and properties of alkanes, alkyl halides, organometallic compounds, alcohols, ethers, alkenes, and alkynes. Includes chemical bonding, resonance, stereochemistry, and reaction mechanisms. Prerequisite: A grade of "C" or better in CHEM 134; and CHEM 221 or concurrent enrollment.
CHEM 243 Elementary Biochemistry and Nutrition (3-0-3), fall. A more extensive coverage of the chemistry and metabolic pathways of biologically important molecules (carbohydrates, lipids, proteins, and nucleic acids) with emphasis on nutrition. Prerequisite: CHEM 114. Not for majors in the Department of Chemistry and Biochemistry.
CHEM 322 Organic Chemistry Laboratory II (1-3-1), spring, most summers. Follows with synthesis and analysis: organic synthesis and the systematic identification of unknown organic compounds by using the classical scheme of organic qualitative analysis and infrared and nuclear magnetic resonance spectral analysis. Prerequisite: CHEM 324 or concurrent enrollment.
CHEM 324 Organic Chemistry II (3-0-3), spring, most summers. Continues with the structure, nomenclature, and properties of benzene, substituted benzenes, aldehydes, ketones, carboxylic acids, derivatives of carboxylic acids, amines. Includes spectroscopy and reaction mechanisms. Prerequisite: A grade of "C" or better in CHEM 223.
CHEM 333 Physical Chemistry I (3-4-4), fall, even years. Thermodynamics and its application to systems at equilibrium, including chemical and phase equilibrium, solutions and colligative properties, ideal and real gases, and others. Prerequisites: CHEM 223; MATH 186 or concurrent enrollment; PHYS 112 or 122.
CHEM 334 Physical Chemistry II (3-4-4), spring, odd years. Kinetic-molecular theory, transport processes such as diffusion and viscosity, rates of reactions (chemical kinetics), quantum mechanics, spectroscopy, and statistical mechanics. Prerequisite: CHEM 333 or consent of instructor.
CHEM 341 Environmental Chemistry (3-0-3), on demand. The chemical materials, reactions, and processes associated with air, water, and soil pollution, including effects on human, animal, and plant health. Topics include stratospheric ozone, global warming, acid rain, smog, indoor air pollutants, organic and inorganic water and soil contaminants, soil and water pH, effects of energy production, and others. Prerequisites: CHEM 322, 324.
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CHEM 401 Secondary Science Teaching Methods (3-0-3), fall, spring. A study of teaching strategies and curriculum development for the secondary sciences. Presents the Texas Essential Knowledge and Skills, College and Career Readiness Standards, and classroom management and discipline for the science laboratory environment. Must be taken concurrently with EDUC 412 and 432. Should be taken before student teaching. Prerequisite: 16 hours of science from appropriate secondary science teaching degree plan.
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Fludarabine Compared with CVP Chemotherapy in Newly diagnosed Patients with Stages III and IV Low Grade Malignant Non-Hodgkin?s Lymphoma. Final Analysis of a Prospective Randomized Phase III Intergroup Study in 381 Patients
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In 1993, the EORTC lymphoma group initiated a prospective randomized trial in newly diagnosed, low grade non-Hodgkin?s lymphoma (NHL) patients to investigate the efficacy and toxicity of Fludarabine compared to the conventional regimen of cyclophosphamide, vincristine and prednisone (CVP). This report is the final analysis of that trial.
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This randomized Phase III study demonstrates the safety and efficacy of Fludarabine as first-line treatment for low-grade NHL. Fludarabine will likely be part of many first-line strategies, and should be studied further in combination with other modalities.
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What is the most space and time efficient way to implement a Trie in Mathematica?
Will it be practically faster than what is natively available in appropriate cases?
What is the most space and time efficient way to implement a Trie in Mathematica?
Will it be practically faster than what is natively available in appropriate cases?
Since version 10, we have Associations. Here is the modified code for trie building and querying, based on Associations. It is almost the same as the old code (which is below):
You can see that the only difference is that
The tests similar to the ones below (for entire dictionary) show that the lookup based on this trie (Associations - based) is about 3 times faster than the one based on rules, for a trie built from a dictionary. The new implementation of
A combination of rules and recursion is able to produce rather powerful solutions. Here is my take on it:
The last function serves to collect the words from a tree, by performing a depth-first tree traversal and maintaining the stack of accumulated characters and words.
Here is a short example:
I only constructed here a bare-bones tree, so you can only test whether or not the word is there, but not keep any other info. Here is a larger example:
I don't know which approach has been used for the built-in functionality, but the above implementation seems to be generally in the same calss for performance. The slowest part is due to the top-level tree-traversing code in
For a really nice application of a Trie data structure, where it allows us to achieve major speed-up (w.r.t. using
This might not give you the answer you expect, neither is this better than Leonid's solution, but. Since your fairly general question leaves a lot of room for answers and since I felt that it might be relevant, I gave it a go.
Assuming, that we have a list of prefix representations of a string (e.g. from here), it can be plotted easily with
Now let's convert it to a graph. First, assign a unique integer to each leaf:
And then building the edge list of the graph by traversing all possible routes with


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In order to convince myself that the set $U(n)$ of unitary matrices (matrices with columns that are orthonormal under the complex inner product) is not an affine variety in $\mathbb{C}^{n^2}$, I need that the conjugate of an entry $\overline{x}_{ij}$ cannot be expressed using polynomials. If we say that complex polynomials have to be finite sums of monomials of the form $cx_1^{e_1}\dots x_n^{e_n}$ where $c \in \mathbb{C}$, $e_i \geq 0$, then is this really enough? It seems a little slippery.
That conjugation is not expressible in terms of polynomials comes from the Cauchy–Riemann equations, but that is not what you need to prove. You need to prove that the set $U(n)$ cannot be defined by a system of polynomial equations in the entries of the matrix.
Here is a simple proof. Consider the set $X$ of matrices $(a_{ij})$ such that $a_{ij}=\delta_{ij}$, except for $i=1, j=1$. Then $X$ is an affine variety in $\mathbb{C}^{n\times n}$. If $U(n)$ is an affine variety, then so is $Y=X \cap U(n)$. But $Y$ corresponds to the unit circle in $\mathbb C$. However, the unit circle is not an affine variety in $\mathbb C$, because those are either $\emptyset$, $\mathbb C$, or a finite set of points.
Of course all of these facts require (nontrivial) proof. If I am remembering correctly, they are well treated in Shafarevich's text on algebraic geometry, for instance.
Here is a proof that $U(n)$ is not an affine variety in $\mathbb{C}^{n^2}$: If $X \subset \mathbb{C}^N$ is a smooth affine subvariety of $\mathbb{C}^N$, then, at every point of $X$, the tangent space to $X$ will be a complex sub-vector-space of $\mathbb{C}^N$. (Proof: The tangent space to a polynomial hypersurface is a complex sub-vector-space; the tangent space to an intersection is the intersection of tangent spaces. This argument also works for singular varieties if you use the Zariski tangent space.)
At the identity, the tangent plane to $U(n)$ is the Hermitian matrices. Mutiplyling a Hermitian matrix by $i$ does not give you a Hermitian matrix, so $U(n)$ is not an algebraic subvariety.


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Are there any risks in using a Google SERP tracking service? I mean in terms of possible penalisation for the tracked site? Probably not, but since Google seems to be getting terribly touchy about many things, I thought I'd ask.
When a SERP checker is run, it usually doesn't tell Google what site it's looking for. It just does the search, returns the first 10 or so pages, then the SERP script looks for your site in the list of sites returned.
All Google would know is the terms being searched for. I SUPPOSE Google could figure out what site the SERP checks by process of elimination. Example:
A search for "baked goods" returns: mysite.com yoursite.com stackexchange.com
A search for "cupcakes" returns: mysite.com yoursite.com
A search for "bread" returns: stackexchange.com yoursite.com
Since your site.com shows up on all the lists, perhaps it's the one that belongs to the person checking SERPs. But, it would be highly speculative on Google's part. Furthermore, your site may not show up for the targeted keywords... so that rules out THAT method.
It's a valid question, though, but I don't think Google cares about SERP checks. I gather they really care about their search results so they focus more manpower on their algorithm to weed out junk sites than monitoring individual sites.
If you choose to use unauthorized rank checking programs (what's wrong with Google Webmaster Tools?) you are violating the Google Terms of Service:
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Why does Diablo stop attacking at extremely low life?
In Diablo 3, I can continue to hit Diablo even if the death animation has already begun.
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Plesk 8.xx installed (currently using Plesk to set the cronjob)
I need your advice. I have 2 methods:
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Using php + mysqldump, create databases backup files into gzip, and then send email with attachment (each databases has around about 25mb)
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Using batch + mysqldump, create databases backup files into gzip, and then send email with attachment (same, each databases has around about 25mb)
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Whats the difference of using php file and batch file for cronjob?
Which method is better in term of backup speed and send email, and (maybe)safety (e.g., lesser file corrupt occurance)?
If i set the cronjob hourly, will it effect my web performances? I mean, lets say my website has 100++ users online now, and each user making transaction to MySQL, when I perform backup at my web peak hour, will it decrease the performances, like the loading speed, prone to errors etc??
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STEUBENVILLE - The third quarter was the difference Wednesday as Big Red's unbeaten girls clipped Catholic Central 39-29 in round one of their annual city championship series.
Clinging to a 20-14 halftime lead, Phil Casinelli's crew caught fire inside The Crimson Center, reeling off 13 straight points, hitting six of its first nine shots, to take a commanding lead (33-19). Central, on the other hand, misfired on seven straight tries and didn't dent the scoreboard until the final minute of the stanza.
Mytia Barker led the third quarter Big Red assault, scoring six of the 13. Brittany Bodo accounted for three.
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I'LL?TAKE?TWO — Steubenville Big Red's Mytia Barker shoots for two over Steubenville Central's Rachel Rigaud, right, and Hannah Ondos during Big Red's 39-29 win over the Crusaders Wednesday at the Crimson?Center./Fred Younce
"We really didn't make too many adjustments at the half," Casinelli said. "We did want to get out some more in transition and push the ball. We talked about that and we were able to score in transition to start the quarter."
The victory moves Big Red to 6-0 while the Crusaders now stand at 2-4.
"It was the third quarter," Central's Tom Winland noted. "We went dry for more than six minutes. That happens in games, teams go on runs back and forth.
To their credit, the Crusaders came on strong during the final stanza, outscoring the hosts 10-6. Micca Mirabella, who was saddled by early foul troubles, had two straight hoops to slice the Big Red lead to 11.
"I was proud of their effort," Winland continued. "I was proud of the way they battled back. They could have quit when they were down 15 but they didn't."
While it didn't have a great offensive evening, Casinelli pointed out his Big Red club was "solid' on the defensive end.
"We held them to 29 (Big Red also forced Central to commit 25 turnovers)," he said. "Our defense played well except for a few spurts in the second half. We lost them on a couple of switches and they were able to get some uncontested shots."
Emiley Masloski again led Big Red in scoring with 16. Barker finished with nine to go with her team-high six rebounds. Masloski also dished out five assists. As a team, Big Red was 13 of 50 from the floor. The winners did, however, knock down 11 of 16 free throw attempts.
"We would have liked to score more," Casinelli added. "We had some good looks tonight but we didn't knock them down. Had we done that, we could have a more comfortable lead."
Tori Knight and Rachel Irvin both scored six to pace the Crusaders, who had 34 field goal tries and made 14. Winland's crew only went to the line four times and missed them all. Rachel Rigaud and Miranda Parkinson both hauled nine rebounds for Central.
"We actually shot the ball well overall except for the third quarter," Winland said. "I told the girls this game can define who we are. We can go two ways with this-it could build our character or it could break us. I don't think the girls will allow it to break us."
Casinelli praised the Crusaders for being a "great defensive team."
"They're very feisty and scrappy," he added. "Offensively, they are very patient and wait on the right shot. They're tough to beat. Going in, we knew it was going to be a struggle. Regardless of anything, it's Big Red and Central and it's always going to be a battle and it was tonight.
"Our girls played hard and we're lucky to get out with a win."
Big Red, Winland noted, is the same way: feisty and scrappy.
"That's what makes this rivalry so great," he said. "They girls know each other. We both scrap and get after it. It's a compliment for him (Casinelli) to say that about us. I hope more people feel the same way."
The Lady Crusaders return to action Saturday when they host Conotton Valley.
Casinelli and his Lady Red will host Edison Monday.
"I'm proud of where we are right now in the season," Casinelli admitted. "Now we have to get back to work and get ready for Edison."
Big Red 39, Catholic Central 29
Central 10 4 5 10 - 29
Big Red 12 8 13 6 - 39
CENTRAL (2-4): Knight 3 0-0 6; Irvin 3 0-1 6; Rigaud 2 0-0 4; Mirabella 2 0-2 4; Parkinson 1 0-0 3; Dziewatkoski 0 0-0 0 Torrance 1 0-0 2; McComb 0 0-0 0; Ondos 0 0-0 0; Hunt 2 0-1 4. TOTALS: 14 0-4 29. 3-pointers: Parkinson; Rebounds: 29 (Rigaud, Parkinson 9); Turnovers: 25.
BIG RED (6-0): E. Masloski 3 9-11 16; H. Masloski 0 0-0 0; Young 1 0-0 2; Poole 1 0-1 2; Barker 4 1-2 9; Bodo 2 1-2 5; Taylor 2 0-0 5. TOTALS: 13 11-16 39. 3-pointers: Masloski, Taylor; Rebounds: 23 (Barker 6); Turnovers: 8.


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KILLEEN (October 31, 2012)—A local resident is $5,600 poorer, but perhaps a little wiser after falling victim to four con artists who offered a too-good-to-be-true deal on iPads.
The victim, whose name, age and gender was not disclosed, told Killeen police he was contacted by two men and two women who demonstrated an iPad and offered to sell it for $350
Then they told the victim they would sell all 35 of the iPads they had for a total of $5,600.
The victim bit on the offer and was given two large cartons containing sealed iPad boxes.
The men and women left in a white 2002 to 2004 Chevy Tahoe.
Later the victim opened the cartons and discovered that each of the 35 iPad boxes contained ceramic tiles covered with pictures of iPad home screens.
The victim told police the two men were black and the two women were white, but no other description was provided.
Anyone who is approached by someone offering to sell iPads or other electronic devices should call police immediately, the Killeen Police Department said Wednesday.
Callers will be asked to provide a description of the person or people involved, their vehicle and the license plate number, police said.
Investigators are asking anyone with information about the scam or the suspects to call Killeen Crime Stoppers at (254) 526-TIPS.