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She was cleaning the coffee pot and Alex was reclining in a chair at the table, enjoying the last cup of coffee.
When the crowd began to break up in earnest, she took her husband's arm and led him to their kitchen where a chicken pot pie was still bubbling on the table.
Pol Pot ordered the killing of anyone who wore glasses, presuming them to be intellectuals; anyone from the prior power structure, including police; anyone who was educated, or a monk, or an artist; and any Muslim whom, when ordered to, refused on religious grounds to eat pork.
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After filling the coffee pot and setting the timer, he began turning out the lights.
Cynthia served a pot roast, simple but delicious, reminding Dean of Sundays in years gone by.


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Every man dies. Not every man really lives – William Wallace
Dying is just as simple as doing some small act in life but the real strength of a person lies in living a life to its full potential. William Wallace says that "every man dies". Yes, every one dies and he says "Not every man really lives". Yes, no body really lives because most of the people waste their life in doing things where they cannot live to their fullest potential. Living is the most difficult thing and living means living the life of happiness, potential and prosperity and exerting one's powers to a cause.

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its been a long while since i sat at this computer with not a soul but the animals around and thought it a good idea to write.
there is never enough time and here i barely have any.
but that is what i wish to change. more time like this is exactly what the doctor ordered, just mind swirling, images and photos and wishes and dreams mixing, bits of the past and dreams of the future like moving through mist in the early morning light, you can make out shapes, but they shift and you are unsure of company except for what your gut tells you. noises muted and muffled, voices belonging to any or all or none but the imagination spinning out of control.
the misty mornings are always in a place where there are no neighboring lights, the voices are my loved ones, from far away, and all that i can be sure of is the overwhelming sense of that this is what is ahead of me. the shifting shapes are always different, the surroundings are not as important, it is this wave of heart wrenching warmth and love and abundance.
i know that moving through the mist will never take me to a place i do not want to be, perhaps instead it is just the path that is unclear and the ending has always been the same, but i was just too stupid to realize it.
twinkling lights of a fire and lights strung up on the porch, a dogs tail wagging furiously, munching of grass from big warm fuzzy animals, that much i know, the wind moves through pines transporting you to the tops of the trees, where watching the weather move through is a gift and the excitement in the air is also nourishing end energizing.
i have been waiting for the mists to rise and fall on this view for so long and the uncertainty to become a little more real. i have been reaching for it for so long, only able to grasp it by pouring over photographs of landscapes i have yet to inhabit. i can feel it getting closer, the yearning for it is sometimes unbearable, and then i sit with some hot tea and let my eyes gobble up images of what may be.... and gently drift into daydreams, the mist swirling behind my eyelids
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November 7, 2012
ABU DHABI COMMERCIAL BANK, KING COUNTY, WASHINGTON, SEI INVESTMENTS COMPANY, SEI INVESTMENT STRATEGIES, LLC, THE BANK OF N.T. BUTTERFIELD & SON LIMITED, SFT COLLECTIVE INVESTMENT FUND, DEUTSCHE POSTBANK AG, GLOBAL INVESTMENT SERVICES LIMITED, GULF INTERNATIONAL BANK B.S.C., NATIONAL AGRICULTURAL COOPERATIVE FEDERATION, STATE BOARD OF ADMINISTRATION OF FLORIDA, COMMONWEALTH OF FLORIDA, COMMONWEALTH OF PENNSYLVANIA PUBLIC SCHOOL EMPLOYEES' RETIREMENT SYSTEM, BANK SINOPAC, BANK HAPOALIM, B.M., COMMERZBANK AG, AND KBL EUROPEAN PRIVATE BANKERS S.A., PLAINTIFFS,v.MORGAN STANLEY & CO. INCORPORATED, MORGAN STANLEY & CO. INTERNATIONAL LIMITED, MOODY'S INVESTORS SERVICE, INC., MOODY'S INVESTORS SERVICE LTD., STANDARD AND POOR'S RATINGS SERVICES AND THE MCGRAW HILL COMPANIES, INC., DEFENDANTS.
The opinion of the court was delivered by: Shira A. Scheindlin, U.S.D.J.
Plaintiffs are institutional investors asserting claims of fraud, aiding and abetting fraud, and negligent misrepresentation arising from the 2007 collapse of the Cheyne structured investment vehicle ("SIV"). Defendants are Morgan Stanley & Co. Incorporated and Morgan Stanley & Co. International Limited (together, "Morgan Stanley") - the arranger/placement agent of the Cheyne SIV; Moody's Investors Service, Inc. and Moody's Investors Service Ltd. (collectively "Moody's"); and Standard & Poor's Ratings Services and The McGraw Hill Companies, Inc. (collectively "S & P," and, together with Moody's, the "Ratings Agencies") - the agencies that rated the notes issued by Cheyne. In my August 17, 2012 summary judgment Opinion and Order, I dismissed the fraud claims against Morgan Stanley and the aiding and abetting fraud claims against the rating agencies.*fn1 For twelve of the fifteen plaintiffs, I allowed the fraud claims against the rating agencies and the aiding and abetting claims against Morgan Stanley to proceed. However, I dismissed: (1) the claims of plaintiff The Bank of N.T. Butterfield & Son Limited ("Butterfield"); (2) the claims of plaintiff Commerzbank AG ("Commerzbank") that arise out of the Allianz--Dresdner Daily Asset Fund's ("DAF") investments in Cheyne; and (3) the claims of plaintiff SEI Investments Company ("SEI"). SEI, Commerzbank, and Butterfield now move for reconsideration of my August 17, 2012 Opinion and Order. In connection with their reconsideration motions, SEI and Commerzbank move for leave to file declarations. For the reasons set forth below: (1) plaintiffs' motion for leave to file declarations is denied; (2) SEI's motion for reconsideration is granted; (3) Butterfield's motion for reconsideration is granted; and (4) Commerzbank's motion for reconsideration is denied.
Familiarity with the facts and the procedural history is assumed.
A. Reconsideration
Motions for reconsideration are governed by Local Rule 6.3 and are
committed to the sound discretion of the district court.*fn2
"A motion for reconsideration is appropriate where 'the
moving party can point to controlling decisions or data that the court
overlooked - matters, in other words, that might
reasonably be expected to alter the conclusion reached by the
court.'"*fn3 Further, "[t]ypical grounds for
reconsideration include 'an intervening change of controlling law, the
availability of new evidence, or the need to correct a clear error or
prevent manifest injustice.'"*fn4 Yet, because "the
purpose of Local Rule 6.3 is to 'ensure the finality of decisions and
to prevent the practice of a losing party examining a decision and
then plugging the gaps of a lost motion with additional
matters,'"*fn5 the Rule must be "narrowly construed
and strictly applied so as to avoid repetitive arguments on issues
that have been considered fully by the Court."*fn6
B. Summary Judgment
"Summary judgment is designed to pierce the pleadings to flush out those cases that are predestined to result in a directed verdict."*fn7 Thus, summary judgment is only appropriate "if the pleadings, the discovery and disclosure materials on file, and any affidavits show that there is no genuine issue as to any material fact and that the movant is entitled to judgment as a matter of law."*fn8 "For summary judgment purposes, a 'genuine issue' exists where the evidence is such that a reasonable jury could decide in the non-moving party's favor."*fn9 "'A fact is material when it might affect the outcome of the suit under governing law.'"*fn10
"[T]he burden of demonstrating that no material fact exists lies with the moving party . . . ."*fn11 "When the burden of proof at trial would fall on the nonmoving party, it ordinarily is sufficient for the movant to point to a lack of evidence to go to the trier of fact on an essential element of the non[-]movant's claim."*fn12
In deciding a motion for summary judgment, a court must "'construe the facts in the light most favorable to the non-moving party and must resolve all ambiguities and draw all reasonable inferences against the movant.'"*fn13 However, "'[c]redibility determinations, the weighing of the evidence, and the drawing of legitimate inferences from the facts are jury functions, not those of a judge.'"*fn14
"'The role of the court is not to resolve disputed issues of fact but to assess whether there are any factual issues to be tried.'"*fn15
C. Summary Judgment Standard for Fraud and Aiding and Abetting Claims
In New York, a plaintiff alleging fraud must establish each element
its fraud claim by "clear and convincing evidence."*fn16
The same is true for a plaintiff asserting a claim of aiding
and abetting fraud.*fn17 Thus, the appropriate summary
judgment question is whether the evidence on the record could support
a reasonable jury finding that the plaintiff has shown each element of
either a fraud or an aiding and abetting claim by clear and convincing
A. Fraud
To recover damages for fraud under New York law, a plaintiff must prove: (1) a misrepresentation or a material omission of fact which was false and known to be false by defendant; (2) made for the purpose of inducing the other party to rely upon it; (3) justifiable reliance of the other party on the misrepresentation or material omission; and (4) injury.*fn18 "The claim also requires a showing of proximate causation, such that the injury 'is the natural and probable consequence of the defrauder's misrepresentation or . . . the defrauder ought reasonably to have foreseen that the injury was a probable consequence of his fraud.'"*fn19
In addition to establishing scienter, plaintiffs must show that they reasonably relied on the false and misleading ...
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Our Halloween festivities roll on with us going to Legoland for Brick or Treat with Sophie and Kael. Skylar wanted to dress up as Cinderalla, who is her favorite princess this week. We went to Brick or Treat last year which was very overwhelming and extremely crowded. I remember we lost Skylar for like 30 seconds and I felt like I would never find her again because it was so crowded. So I was pretty nervous about going again this year. Jake and I decided he and Madden we stay home and do a Dad Date and I would just take Skylar for some one on one time.
Cinderalla, Zarina the Pirate Fairy, and Transformer Bumblebee. We all checked into Brick or Treat and than had dinner at the Legoland Hotel before going back into the park.
We spent most of our time at the aquarium. It was hosting Wanda's Dance Party. The place was practically emptied and the girls danced with Wanda and Jellyfish umbrellas.
Yes, that little weird jellyfish hand puppet is Wanda.
The girls participated in the choreographed dance put on by Wanda's handlers.
After getting their groove on, the kids wanted to go into the park for a ride and some more trick or treating.
Legoland did a great job decorating for the event and the kids loved looking at all the lights and spooky decorations. The place ended up being pretty empty, which was great. The kids left happy with candy and a lego set. Brick or Treat was a total success!


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We'd just like to tell you that we at the VFA are not only news breakers, we're news makers.
When we heard about the Big expansion, we couldn't believe our ears when Pac-10 commish Larry Scott gave us a call.
VFA: "Hello Larry. How are you?"
LS: "Hi, VFA. We have to say we LOVE your work and we're really at the crossroads of where we want to be right now. With Nebraska scooting across to the Big Ten and Colorado moving to the Pac-10, me and Jim Delaney are having some thoughts."
VFA: "What, that having Colorado actually weakens your on-paper schedule, and you look like the ugly unpopular kid at school that only one person has picked up your eight invitations to their birthday party? And that Nebraska's line about best aligning itself academically is just a joke, when really it's about a TV deal and lots of moolah?"
J&L: "Well, you might say that, but we couldn't possibly comment. Anyway, as you know, I handed the top boys at Texas, Oklahoma, Oklahoma State, Texas Tech and Texas A&M invites to the Pac-10, and between you, me, ESPN, SI, Fox Sports, Yahoo, and college football booster and messageboard known to man, we're expecting them to come on board. (Quietly) we don't really want Texas Tech there, but they threatened to lock us in an electrical cupboard at the NCAA meetings if they didn't get an invite. Plus, they run a fun offense - which fits into the 'general lack of defense' we've experienced for years in our league. Baylor might come too, depending on whether they think it's beneath them or not"
VFA: "Soooooo. Thought about the divisions in the conference?"
S: "I did, actually. In the North will be Oregon, Oregon State, Washington, Colorado, Stanford, Cal, Arizona and Arizona State, and in the South will be "Texas, Texas Tech, USC, Oklahoma, Oklahoma State and Texas A&M". We may well put OSU and Tech in the North and put ASU and Colorado in the South, but we want two pretty strong conferences."
VFA: "Dude, that sucks. It'll effectively be an old Pac-10 division and a new Pac-10 division."
Larry: "We understand your concerns, but wait until you think about the new name.... 2-Pac. Gettin' me?"
(Suddenly Jim Dulaney calls)
Jim: "We understand that the Pac-10 is going to rename themselves, and after much thought, we're going to change our name to reflect the addition of Nebraska, a move which will heighten the academic and athletic potential that our conference has to offer."
VFA: "Go on....."
Jim: "Biggie"
VFA: "And how about the Big, er, something.....containing Kansas, Kansas State and Mizzou?"
Jim: "Smalls".
With that the phone conversation was over.
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The old dog stands in the boat and remembers. He remembers the ships and the times the men came in the ships and then they got out of the ships and then they were not in the ships. The men had fish and fish jerky and fish pudding and fish pretzels that he enjoyed. Sometimes the men would explain their tattoos but he could not understand them. Sometimes the men did not understand them. This he also did not understand.
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I was shocked, confused, bewildered
as I entered Heaven's door,
Not by the beauty of it all,
by the lights or its decor.
But it was the folks in Heaven
who made me sputter and gasp-
the thieves, the liars, the sinners,
the alcoholics, the trash.
There stood the kid from seventh grade
who swiped my lunch money twice.
Next to him was my old neighbor
who never said anything nice.
Herb, who I always thought
was rotting away in hell,
was sitting pretty on cloud nine,
looking incredibly well.
I nudged Jesus, 'What's the deal? ...
Love With No Return
I am a shade of myself
Skeleton bones frame my looks
Like forgotten dusty books
Lost on shelves, never to be read
Sixty years plus sailed through
The seas of life in a flash
Cooling down of volcanic ash
Fires of youth bid my last hurrah


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A Forever Moment
In this piece, Renesmee doesn't exist. Not because I think it's impossible for Edward to get Bella pregnant (this is a world of fiction, after all), but because I don't want a gruesome birth to overshadow the sacrifice they make for each other.
I know the rest of the Cullen's immortality came about as situations of life or death, but I always wanted Edward's act of taking Bella's life—and her understanding in the moments before he does so—to be one of cognizance.
No danger.
No moment of desperation.
No pain.
Just love, just sacrifice, just the power of stinging awareness.
This piece's most-influenced song is called Honey and the Moon by Joseph Arthur. It's a bittersweet little song about a guy singing about a girl who seems to want all the wrong things.
Nineteen minutes after Bella laid the palm of her hand against Edward's cheek and said the words that crashed cymbal-like in his mind—
--he settled her back against the pillows of the bed—their bed.
His hands were trembling.
His insides were trembling.
Because there was nothing else he could do or say to stall her, to hope that she'd rethink what she wanted. He saw it in her eyes—her doe-brown eyes that were steely soft as she stared at him without blinking.
"It's going to be okay," she said.
Alice's voice came to him from two floors below. She's right, Edward. Two-and-a-half days is all it's going to take. The image she foresaw flashed into his mind:
Bella's face in profile, pale, eerily beautiful…motionless. Like a statue. Turning now, her eyes under their heavy fringe of lashes bright red, full of confusion, even fear, until her gaze met his. The gentle curve of her cheek rounded as her mouth curved into the peek-a-boo smile... You see? She's going to live, Edward.
He took Bella's hand in his, noting the contrast her small pink palm made against the larger snowy white of his, marveling anew at their body's difference in temperature and texture and weight. She was so...
Fearless, and willing to go through hell now, unheedingly eager to give up everything to become what he was.
She couldn't see that, though—wouldn't see that—until someday soon…or someday long…after her human body's death when she was something else entirely. And then the moment would burst upon her in all its heartache, a bombshell that promised pain and horror in the aftermath because there was no going back.
How could he prepare her for it in a way that made sense to the uninitiated?
He'd tried.
Even Rosalie had tried.
Bella, how can you want this? How can you give up so much?
Her fingers were warm against his cheek. "Stop thinking."
Closing his eyes, he lifted his hand and held her warm fingers against his face. "I thought I was ready for this day," he murmured.
Her voice came as gentle as a whisper. "How could you be?"
He looked at her in surprise and saw that her expression was torn—certitude warring with sorrow.
"I'm sorry, Edward," she said with a catch in her voice. "I hurt inside when I try to imagine what you're going to go through to do this, and I'm so sorry." Then her voice strengthened. "But I don't look at this as dying, not when it means that I can be reborn in a way that is better for us."
Under his hand, her fingers moved to trace his mouth. He recognized the physical gesture as one he'd often initiated himself—a mostly unconscious communication of his desire, love and sometimes, even deliberate manipulation because…well, because he could. The essence of that kind of physical gesture, especially against the face, lay in the power of how it was received. As he fought not to be swayed under her touch, he wondered when she'd picked up his habit.
"I knew what I wanted a long time ago. I knew I wanted to be like you long before I said it out loud. Do you know what has changed since then?"
Nothing, her eyes said.
"I don't want to wait anymore," she whispered.
He knew she felt emotionally ready, as ready as someone could feel without having gone through the change, but physically? The pain wasn't something anyone could prepare for. She still had to die before she could live again. And he knew just how much she was going to wish for death.
He still suffered moments of great, tearing doubt that ate at whatever part of his soul was left, although she'd unwittingly put her side of things into perspective for him once.
"If our roles were reversed and I was the vampire, would you…would you want me…"
And he'd felt the soul-wrenching hurt of that thought—the unreasonable, all-consuming painful pull that cared not for the difference between right and wrong, outside of that only necessary idea: Bella. The power she exerted over his heart made him long to be the one doing the sacrificing, the hurting, the dying; in this world or any other. He was certain nothing would ever change that. He would go to hell.
Die horribly and go to hell.
Suffer how ever much pain he had to suffer in hell to be with her.
It was nearly impossible for him to accept that she'd do the same for him. That she was prepared to do it for him. The thought made him breathless with fear and panic, turning his sight to gray.
How can she, how can she, how CAN she?
Railing against this decision always destroyed his self-control. Already his breathing was uneven, his hand on the bed beside her balled into a fist. Worry for her was like acid in his stomach. Though he never would have thought it possible, his love for her was different now. More powerful. Ever since the night they'd first made love, his emotions had intensified. It was almost like a volcano of pent-up feeling had exploded inside his chest, lava and intensity overflowing, receding only just before he drowned, leaving him with a new heart that seemed not to fit so well inside him anymore. It kept swelling up into his throat, trying to choke him.
Bella lifted his fist and bit his knuckle. "Kiss me."
He recognized her words for what they were: a distraction tactic. But that went both ways.
He leaned down to press his lips softly against the warmth of hers. Like always, her body and her scent shot a jolt of fire and need through him, and his mouth was slanting rougher than he'd meant to against hers. Before either of them was aware of it, his body was flush against hers on the bed and she was gasping for air. He ran the tip of his thumb along her wet lower lip, holding her mouth open for the penetration of his finger and then, hesitantly, for his tongue. It wasn't something he allowed himself to do often because the way she tasted excited his dangerously carnal desires. It never helped, either, that she was so amazingly responsive to him, that just his tongue in her mouth could give her an orgasm.
Before the red haze could claim him, he moved his lips down her chin and across her jaw, until his tongue was a cool caress against his favorite, hot, oh-so-delicious, place under her ear. Gone, she was still gone and senseless, and his hands rose and cleanly tore the little cotton shirt she wore in half from neck to hem. Carefully, he bit her bra apart and she arched under him, against him, up into his mouth.
He ran the tip of his thumb across her erect nipple, murmuring his need for her against the underside of her breast. Under his lips, her heartbeat was pulse-pounding thunder; he worshipped the sound with long stroking laps of his tongue. She tasted so good that he kept going, all the way down the tender, white silk of her belly. Hard shivers shook her body as he ripped at the denim waistband, but she was warm and flushed pink as his palms smoothed down her hips, moving the material down her legs. He pressed a kiss against the inside of her ankle.
"Bella," he whispered, his voice thick with desire.
If only this moment could be their forever.
He alternated between kisses and licks as he made his way up her calf, to the back of her knee, to her kitteny softness. Three months ago, one month ago, he couldn't have done this…hadn't even dared to imagine being intimate with her like this. But maybe, if he was strong enough—and he knew it wouldn't take long—she would wait because she would want, and they could try a forever kind of moment again.
The tangy scent of her soft, delicate curls intoxicated him almost beyond the point of restraint. Every part of her was so very dear to him, love and desire playing merry hell with his control and common sense. When one of her errant moves caused her to roll away from him, he panicked and pulled her writhing hips back with a growl. She made a soft sound of what could have been shock or fear or distress, but it barely registered with him as the warmth of her fragrance filled his senses. Swift, painful desire burned through his body like fire-licked whiskey. Eyes closed, his fingers holding her gently, inexorably prisoner, he slid his tongue into her.
He felt her body tense and bow, tasted the extra essence as her tissues stiffened and reddened with the influx of blood. There was nothing for impossibly long seconds but his animalistic need for her, nothingnothingnothing. His tongue mimicked the action of intercourse, lapping at her, but it wasn't enough, it wasn't enough, and then he was sucking from her as he would have sucked her blood. Another hard, lingering rub of his tongue made her muscles contract and she screamed, and feeling her orgasm almost sent him over the edge to his own…
Her second scream brought him up short.
He tore away from her with a strangled hiss, careening against the far wall, his elbow leaving a hole in the drywall. Through a passion-induced fog, her halting voice came to him over the fury of his breathing.
"Edward, you can't—oh, God—. This is so embarrassing," she almost wept.
Feeling strange, feeling clumsy and heavy, he straightened, his body's impulses still going north and south. Bella was glaring at him with tear-filled eyes, one of her hands pressed against her mouth in shame or fear.
His voice was ragged. "Bella?"
She hunched forward, one of her arms wrapped around her naked midriff, as if she wanted to curl up and hide. "They can hear us, Edward."
Because he was distracted by his still uncomfortably there desire, and the wrenching aftermath of what he'd thought was her fear over what he'd done, it took him a long moment to understand what she was saying.
She was embarrassed by her vocal outburst. Not hurt. Not scared.
Oh, no.
He'd forgotten that the heightened hearing of vampires offered no privacy here. It had never bothered him before. There had never been a reason for him to resent it, especially since his mind reading ability made privacy impossible for everyone else. Thoughts of mirth, chagrin, disgust and happiness came from downstairs. They'd heard much more than just her scream, but it wouldn't be a good idea for him to mention that.
He made a sound, something between a sigh and a groan, trying to cudgel his laughter into submission. That absurd, guileless dignity of hers—she would be hurt if he laughed right now. Kneeling at the side of the bed, he wrapped his arms around her.
"I'm sorry," he whispered, wondering if the tender laughter that twisted his heart could be heard in his voice.
I was just half out of my mind for you…
She was trying to tug him upwards. "You can make it up to me."
And because he still wanted what she wanted, because his time with her was never enough, he let her pull him back onto the bed. It was early January in Forks and the city was in lockdown from heavy snowfall and freezing temperature advisories. He'd turned the thermostat up to 85-degrees in their room so he could touch her this way. As she helped him yank the rest of his clothing off and they came together skin-against-skin, he was sure the sweetly erotic sensation of it would never diminish in power.
He pulled her arms above her head and gathered her wrists into one of his hands, then held her there as he moved his body in a slow caress against hers. With his lips pressed against her collarbone, he ran his free hand down her quivering skin, all the way from the tip of her breast to the inside of her thigh. Moderating the pressure of his touch was second nature to him now, but sometimes the all-consuming ache he felt for her made him move too quickly. As wickedly fast as he could affect her—his kiss of frost igniting her stormfire—she did the same to him. Her breath caught as he pushed a knee between her thighs and slid too eagerly into her heat. He pushed down and she arched up, his growl a bass to her soft soprano.
Their mouths searched for and found each other, white heat becoming red. He released her wrists to allow her more leverage and she came against him hard, already out of control. Maybe it had something to do with their body temperature, that odd lick of heat that flared whenever they touched…that painful yearning to sink so deeply into her that they would forever be one. Her wildness often incited his, but it could also hasten his release and the sooner it came, the better for her.
She was already orgasming when he shifted and raised the back of her knees to his shoulders. He felt the naked skin of her thighs quivering against his chest, the new, tighter hold her body had on him. He pulled back—the muscles in his back and neck stiff, one hand abusively-hard on his thigh while the other was a caress against her thigh—he pulled back, pushed in, and his own body was shuddering convulsively.
Too fast, it always happened too fast.
"I hope it will be like this for us again…soon," she said a few moments later.
He moved his head back slightly on the pillow they shared so he could see her better, then traced a finger along her cheek. "It's already like this for us…now," he said and moved his hand down her throat, across her breast—
She caught his hand before he could reach her belly. "Mmmm, stop that."
It didn't exactly sound like a command, so she couldn't blame him for not listening. His fingers were nearing their target when she sighed, turned and clamped his hand between her thighs.
"Now it's time," she said, gentle as a kiss, as if she knew how her words would sting.
And his heart rose into his throat again. Choking him.
His fingers, cold against her cheek, pressed softly against her warmth.
Open your eyes, Bella.
Looking at him, she was looking at him silently now, her eyes steely soft again.
"Lets take a bath first," he said and made a move to lift her from the bed.
"No, Edward." She cupped a palm against his cheek. "No."
"Then lets at least get you dressed."
"Why? Because Carlisle will be coming up to give you morphine—"
"No morphine." She backpedaled at the look in his eyes. "Did you have morphine? Did Carlisle? Rosalie? Emmett? I just want you, Edward."
He shook his head. "You're getting the morphine."
"It will dull my senses."
"It's supposed to dull your senses," he growled.
"Edward, please. I don't want the morphine."
"And I don't want to do this," he said.
She didn't even flinch. "I know. But you will, because it's what I want. Because you promised."
Their eyes held until the intensity became too painful for him. With a low cry of torment, he pulled her into his arms in one move. "I'm afraid, Bella. Afraid for you."
She wrapped her arms tightly around him, pressing her face against his neck, and he felt her lips against his skin as she spoke. "I'm going to be fine, Edward. I'm strong. I'm ready. It's time."
And you promised, you promised, you promised, he heard between the words, although she didn't say them again.
They sat still and silent until she moved to press a kiss against his neck.
"Do it," she said. "Please keep your arms around me, though."
He drew back to see her eyes—those steely soft eyes that spoke of nothing but her fierce, hell-damned determination to see this through. Tilting her head back, she exposed her throat in unmistakable invitation. Her neck muscles were beginning to shake with the strain of holding the position when his hand finally rose from her shoulder to cup the back of her head.
Jesus and Mary, help her.
And he leaned forward to press his mouth against her carotid artery. "Bella," he whispered.
Are you sure?
"I love you," she said. Not a whisper, but a calm affirmation of trust and acceptance.
Before he—oh God, dear God—pierced her warm skin, his fingers caressed her cheek, dabbled in the folds of her ear—a distraction, a very momentary distraction from the pain to come because nothing would distract her once the venom hit her bloodstream. Just as nothing but his love for her would distract him from her blood, but he knew what Alice knew as her vision, both a comfort and a torment, played in his head: that he would be able to stop. If he wasn't certain of that, his lips wouldn't be pressed against Bella's pulse with more intent than just a kiss, no matter what he'd promised.
Eyes closed, he took a breath, his last until Bella would take her first as a vampire, and arms cradling her as tightly as he dared to hold her, he opened his mouth and bit into the girl he loved. Just as he'd known they would, his teeth sank effortlessly through silk and glass. They cried out simultaneously—she in pain, he in another kind of pain. Heat, desire, ambrosia! coursed over his tongue and he swallowed, and the taste of her was better, impossibly better than what he'd remembered—Bella, Bella, I love you—and he swallowed twice more, understanding with new clarity that horror was no longer different from love, pain no different from pleasure, an angel no different from a vampire.
With a growl, he broke away from the painful, pleasurable lure of her blood, his tongue sweeping across the deep gashes his teeth had made. Tried not to fixate on the rose and pink flower he'd left against her neck.
"Bella," he gasp-choked.
Lightning fast, moving lightning fast now, he went to the femoral artery in her thigh next, another major vein. Sobbing once, he tore through her skin, his voice mingling with hers. Just bit this time, didn't drink, didn't dare drink, because it was too hard to stop, because he didn't deserve to taste her and he never should have. He heard nothing but the pounding of her heart, the sound of her skin tearing, the cries she still kept trying to smother, the growls that ravaged his aching throat.
Killing her now, he was killing her now.
Her body was stiff and arched, her eyes squeezed tightly shut. Against her white, now bloodless cheekbones, her lashes were long and jagged. She thrashed from the deeper pain, no longer shrinking away from his teeth on her other thigh, on her wrist, on the inside of her elbow. Because she could no longer feel those minor pains. Backing away from her, he wiped his mouth on the the bed sheet, but he couldn't stop the way his tongue ran across his teeth, searching for more of her blood.
Hatred for who and what he was burst inside him like an inferno, violent and more unbearable than he'd ever felt it before. He wanted to tear the hair from his scalp, to gouge his eyes out and claw the skin from his face—to destroy anything that had ever attracted her to him. Vision black, soul black, heart black, he screamed. He bent over her, his body naked and whole, her body naked, torn, in distress. Dying. His body wracked with tearless sobs, he screamed until his oxygen ran out.
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part two
9 comments:
- DiAnne said...
I have this teensy, tiny inkling that this entry will turn out to be one of your best yet. Hmmm...I can predict the future. I must be becoming more and more like Alice more and more every day. :)
- January 17, 2009 at 7:33 PM
- Mary said...
I'm sitting her, anxiously waiting for the next installment on this. It's fabulous, and you aren't the only one who can't bear for it to end there!
- January 25, 2009 at 6:00 PM
- Unhinged said...
Aw, thanks, Mary. It's coming, it's definitely coming.
- January 26, 2009 at 9:11 PM
- Gwennie said...
Listen chick, you'll find out soon enough, I'm not crazy about these books, or these characters. But I just have to say, that the dimensions you added to them in your imagination far far surpass what was on the actual page. And that's all YOU. You should be writing your own stuff.
This was FABULOUS.
(PS: Great song too!)
- March 23, 2009 at 8:32 PM
- Unhinged said...
Hey, Gwen, thank you for the comment!
Yes...I know there a lot of people who don't like the writing or who don't get the characters. (You know I know that, hee, hee.)
But there's just something about Edward that's not letting me go. Er, obviously, huh? Meyer left so much unmentioned that my imagination has gone into overdrive.
This is all totally nuts. Which is probably why I'm liking it so much.
- March 24, 2009 at 5:56 PM
- Virginia said...
For the love of GOD! Seriously, I am beside myself right now. Unreal, I think I'm actually crying for him. Please, write your own stuff, or at least more stuff so that I can read it.
AKA Ginny on TWmoms
- March 26, 2009 at 7:30 PM
- Unhinged said...
Hi, Ginny! If you're beside yourself and on the verge of tears for Edward, my job as a writer is successful. Yaay!
- March 27, 2009 at 1:02 PM
Your writing is beautiful and provocative. One of my absolute favorites! Thanks for updating!
- June 27, 2009 at 1:15 PM
- Unhinged said...
You're welcome, anonymous, and thank you for the comment. It make-ith me so happy-ith.
- June 27, 2009 at 11:48 PM


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Boy do I hate being sick. First Devan and Mikey and now Sissie and me. Sissie has been in bed for almost 4 days now and is only beginning to feel a little better. I guess I am getting it now. I had a sore throat the other day and now it seems to be getting worse. I honestly don't know which is worse, a sore throat or a cough. How about neither one. This will definitely keep Mom from coming to Thanksgiving dinner. Her lungs are always so susceptible to any germ that even though we want her to come over, it really is better for her if she doesn't.
Do hope I get to feeling better as I am planning to make the dinner with all the traditional trimmings this year since Sissie is home. I love cooking it but sure don't want to if I feel like this.
Everyone is doing ok other than us two. Frank is working everyday (Joyce, the wreck with the fatality over on 121 just out of Lake Butler was one of the drivers that work out there with Frank. The driver was hurt pretty bad and the pickup driver was killed.)
Frankie and Shelby are doing pretty good. Both still working. She finally felt the baby move the other night. Boy was she excited.
Johnny is Johnny of course. He sits around all morning watching tv and then goes out in the afternoon and messes around with the truck and other things just trying to keep busy.
Other than this, not much else is happening.
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13. Leonardo Da Vinci invented the scissors.
12. During the great fire of London in 1666, half of London was burnt down but only 6 people were injured.
11. Shakespeare invented the word "assassination" and "bump".
10. Apples, not caffeine, are more efficient at waking you up in the morning.
9. If the population of China walked past you single file, the line would never end because of the rate of reproduction.
8. A pack-a-day smoker will lose approximately 2 teeth every 10 yrs.
7. The first Harley Davidson motorcycle built in 1903 used a tomato can for a carburetor.
6. Dueling is legal in Paraguay as long as both parties are registered blood donors.
5. Stewardesses is the longest word typed with only the left hand.
4. The average computer user blinks 7 times a minute.
3. Eating breakfast cereals like "Fruity Pebbles" and "Cap'n Crunch" will cause your bowel movement to come out green.
2. When you sneeze, all bodily functions stop even your heart!
1. The first toilet ever seen on television was on "Leave it to Beaver".


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Child Relocation
Child Relocation is governed by statute in Washington State. Specifically, RCW 26.09.520 provides the factors the Court considers when making a determination of whether a relocation request will be granted or denied.
Those factors include (1) The relative strength, nature, quality, extent of involvement, and stability of the child's relationship with each parent, siblings, and other significant persons in the child's life; (2) Prior agreements of the parties; (3) Whether disrupting the contact between the child and the person with whom the child resides a majority of the time would be more detrimental to the child than disrupting contact between the child and the person objecting to the relocation; (4) Whether either parent or a person entitled to residential time with the child is subject to limitations under RCW 26.09.191; (5) The reasons of each person for seeking or opposing the relocation and the good faith of each of the parties in requesting or opposing the relocation; (6) The age, developmental stage, and needs of the child, and the likely impact the relocation or its prevention will have on the child's physical, educational, and emotional development, taking into consideration any special needs of the child; (7) The quality of life, resources, and opportunities available to the child and to the relocating party in the current and proposed geographic locations; (8) The availability of alternative arrangements to foster and continue the child's relationship with and access to the other parent; (9) The alternatives to relocation and whether it is feasible and desirable for the other party to relocate also; (10) The financial impact and logistics of the relocation or its prevention; and (11) For a temporary order, the amount of time before a final decision can be made at trial.
There is also a specific procedural framework governing relocation established by the legislature which is codified in RCW 26.09.440. Generally, the relocating parent is required to provide 60 days advance notice including the reason for the intended relocation, the address and phone number of the new residence and the daycare or school where the child(ren) will be attending. There is a specific form established by the Washington Administrtor of the Courts containing all of the information necessary to be provided with the Notice. The non relocation parent then has 30 days to file an Objection/Petition for Modification of Parenting Plan with a request for a trial date.
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Celebrating the life of Judith Ann Gundry
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We ask on behalf of the family that you keep your comments uplifting and appropriate to help all who come here to find comfort and healing.
Judith Ann Gundry, 82, of Rockton, IL died at 8:48 Friday January 27, 2017 in Premier Rehab in Beloit, WI after a short illness.
She was born August 16, 1934 in Milwaukee, WI the daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Christian and Emma (Hensel) Neudorff. Judy graduated from Beloit Memorial High School class of 1952 and attended Beloit College. Married to Richard H. Gundry in Beloit, WI on November 28, 1953. She retired from Fairbanks Morse in 2001 and was a member of the Quarter Century Club.
She is a member of Atonement Lutheran Church where she has served her Church in many capacities. She was a member of South Beloit American Legion Auxiliary; Eastern Star in Roscoe, IL; Red Hat Club in Beloit, WI, and she also volunteered at Beloit Memorial Hospital.
Survivors include son Steven (Bonnie) Gundry; daughters Christine (Scott) Nagel, Peggy Ann (Rolla) Foster; grandchildren Anna (Davin) Ganhs, Stephanie (Adam) Smith, Samantha, Jessica, Jacilynn Nagel, Julie (Adam) Love, Troy (Kathy) Foster, Carmella Foster; 11 Great Grandchildren; sister Gloria Sturino; numerous nieces and nephews.
She is predeceased by her parents, husband, 1 great granddaughter, sister Janet, brothers Bill and Christian.
A funeral ceremony will be held at 10:30 am Wednesday February 1, 2017 in McCorkle Funeral Home – Rockton Chapel 767 N. Blackhawk Blvd. Rockton, IL with Rev. Nancy M. Raabe of Atonement Lutheran Church officiating with Chaplin Mark Maxted of Beloit Regional Hospice co-officiating.
Burial will be in Floral Lawn Memorial Garden in South Beloit, IL.
A visitation will be held at the funeral home from 5:00 to 8:00 pm Tuesday.
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Tonight, my community group and I drove to the cities to check out Wooddale's worship night and walking out of the Music Box Theater with these girls by my side after a night filled with unmistakably God-sent opportunities, I found myself inspired to write this blog post in the wee hours of the morning.
Now until tonight, I had not realized how remarkable of a story my community group had to share and how seamlessly God had all of our paths intersect.
The whole evening had been centered around love and what it means to love as a Christian:
Most people say "I love __ because __." but God says "I love __." period. There are no conditions to His love for us.
We talked all about how you can't command a feeling but you can command an action, and love is the greatest action of all. You can command yourself to act with love and say "I love __ therefore I will __." It was after a night filled with such peace, love, and worship that my community group found ourselves on our way out the door when the worship leader came rushing out to us asking us what our deal was and what God had placed on our hearts. This sparked a whole conversation that soon led to her asking us how we ended up deep in the cities at a church we had never even heard of until that day, and so the story began…
It all started a few months back in the fall when I got involved with a faith organization on campus called InterVarsity, where I met tons of incredible people – one of them being the beautiful curly blonde you see in the picture above named Remy. Now the two of us talked every now and then and hung out a few times with InterVarsity people but I never would have guessed that we would grow so close together in the summer months; however, God had a plan up his sleeve.
Coming back home from school was so different in many ways. One of the biggest was the change of people surrounding me. At school, I had drawn close to so many brothers and sisters in Christ that I call my "teammates for life," but back at home, I didn't have that sense of community so I vowed for the summer to step outside of my comfort zone and take as many opportunities as I can to connect with people and this is just one example of a result of that process.
I found out through my old high school youth group leader that one of my church's very own was holding a college Bible study for the summer and when I looked at the name of the leader I almost had to do a double take. It was Remy! The two of us had grown up going to the same church, living in towns not too far away from each other, without ever even knowing it! I decided to join and it was one of the best ways I could possibly have spent my summer Monday nights.
A week ago, I decided to invite a friend, Regan, from my old high school youth group that had also gotten involved with Intervarsity at Eau Claire. I figured these two lovely friends of mine would get along really well and that Regan would thoroughly enjoy a Bible study run similar to those at school. Of course Remy and Regan quickly connected and we got going into a wonderful discussion on the passage and life in general.
Fast forward to this week and our group decided to hold our study on a Thursday night since Monday was the 4th of July. Well Wednesday night, our group found out about Wooddale's worship night through a suggested event on Facebook, and although none of us had heard of the church before, we decided to step outside our comfort zones and go check it out instead of our usual study. When we all met up at our hometown church to carpool, we met the bubbly brunette you see to the right of me in the picture. This girl, named Danielle, had just recently changed churches and ended up at our same hometown church and was looking for a way to get connected so she decided to join us for the evening.
Somehow, all of us girls who are usually anxious and uncomfortable driving in the cities made it to Minneapolis for the event. Praise Jesus. This is where our story, of how through a crazy course of events, God had connected each and every one of us very different individuals and brought us all out of our comfort zones to a night of worship in the cities at a church we knew no one at, amazed the worship leader of Wooddale. She was so surprised that we had come from Lakeville to check out a place we had never heard of before with people we had somehow crazily became connected with that she had us share our story multiple times to the lead pastor and various other members of the band, and it really got our group thinking. How awesome is it that God works in such mysterious ways?! Embarking on our journey for the summer, no one knew what God had in store, or that we were all going to cross each other's paths and end up connecting, and as a result of stepping outside our borders, we would connect with a whole new church community! Tonight's act of obedience to God to step outside our comfort zone ended up resulting in amazing blessings and connections – the kinds of connections we had been looking and praying for back home.
This year's series of events leading up to tonight make it so clear how important it is to trust God and step beyond your borders so that He can work through you to do amazing things and meet amazing people while growing closer to God.
You never quite know where a journey will take you, but you do know one thing, God promises to give you beautiful results.


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My wife tells me I should write down my dreams. This is because they are so weird, and she assumes that this is why I am weird. Or is it the other way around? At any rate, here are a couple from the last few nights.
- The Case of the Invisible Woman. I am sitting on the floor, there are perhaps 30 of us, and we are listening to someone who is sitting on a chair in front of us talking about something. Next to me is a woman I know (not that I really know, and not that I have any idea who she is). We talk. Then the Invisible Woman comes up and sits next to me. The Invisible Woman is a friend of mine, whom no one can see or hear but for me. She and I have a lot to talk about but I don't want to leave out the woman with whom I have been talking (by the way, the Invisible Woman and the woman next to me look very much the same; they might be clones of either other – if you can have double, reverse cloning – probably not). So I ask the Invisible Woman if she can make herself visible to the woman next to me, but only for as long as we are sitting there. She readily agrees, and suddenly out of absolutely nowhere and nothing, a woman appears to the woman sitting next to me. She looks at her with a look of quizzical amazement, and falls unconscious.
- The Case of the Trip to India. I want to go to India on a trip with my wife. I remember that there was an Indian woman who used to work in my office building who left and became a travel agent. I go into her office expecting to find someone small and bare bones, but instead a find a bustling office with maybe 20 people sitting at desks, presumably all travel agents, helping customers. I am escorted to one of them – an attractive young Indian woman. I explain what I am looking for. She seems uncertain, but after some mumbling goes into her desk and gives me a colorful brochure. Colorful but not intelligible. A jumble. Eventually I see it is an advertisement for trips to Brindia – trips that start in India and end in Britain. Not what I want. The woman apologizes, and it occurs to me that maybe she doesn't know how to arrange trips to India. "Do you do something else here?", I ask. She gives me a "wouldn't you like to know" look, just as I see four men in strange military uniforms (khaki with a lot of deep red trim in unexpected places) walk through the agency from the front door to a door in back. I look at my saleswoman, who now gives me a "don't even think about asking" look. The woman apologizes again and asks me to follow her. She leads me to another desk. We both sit down. There are four fairly small, but complex, jigsaw puzzles on the desk. She breaks all four into their small pieces, and mixes them together in a big basket. She then scoops a few large handfuls of basmati rice into the mixed up puzzle pieces. She hands me the filled basket and says "Come back when you finish putting together these puzzles. Perhaps then I will treat you with somewhat more respect."


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Twin Creeks Fall Carnival 2016
It was a gorgeous sunny October day- perfect for a Fall Carnival. This was our fourth year playing the Twin Creeks Elementary school carnival, and it was a blast, as always. The Twin Creeks Elementary Chorus (under the direction of Ms Terri Knight) sang a set with us, including Lonely Boy, Surfin Safari, California Sun, … Continue reading Twin Creeks Fall Carnival 2016
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Four Wheel Steering System Full Seminar Report
Four-wheel steering, 4WS, also called rear-wheel steering or all-wheel steering, provides a means to actively steer the rear wheels during turning maneuvers. It should not be confused with four-wheel drive in which all four wheels of a vehicle are powered. It improves handling and help the vehicle make tighter turns.
Production-built cars tend to understeer or, in few instances, oversteer. If a car could automatically compensate for an understeer/oversteer problem, the driver would enjoy nearly neutral steering under varying conditions. 4WS is a serious effort on the part of automotive design engineers to provide near-neutral steering.
The front wheels do most of the steering. Rear wheel turning is generally limited to 50-60 during an opposite direction turn. During a same direction turn, rear wheel steering is limited to about 10-1.50.
When both the front and rear wheels steer toward the same direction, they are said to be in-phase and this produces a kind of sideways movement of the car at low speeds. When the front and rear wheels are steered in opposite direction, this is called anti-phase, counter-phase or opposite-phase and it produces a sharper, tighter turn.
To understand the advantages of four-wheel steering, it is wise to review the dynamics of typical steering maneuvers with a conventional front -steered vehicle. The tires are subject to the forces of grip, momentum, and steering input when making a movement other than straight-ahead driving. These forces compete with each other during steering maneuvers. With a front-steered vehicle, the rear end is always trying to catch up to the directional changes of the front wheels. This causes the vehicle to sway. As a normal part of operating a vehicle, the driver learns to adjust to these forces without thinking about them.
When turning, the driver is putting into motion a complex series of forces. Each of these must be balanced against the others. The tires are subjected to road grip and slip angle. Grip holds the car's wheels to the road, and momentum moves the car straight ahead. Steering input causes the front wheels to turn. The car momentarily resists the turning motion, causing a tire slip angle to form. Once the vehicle begins to respond to the steering input, cornering forces are generated. The vehicle sways as the rear wheels attempt to keep up with the cornering forces already generated by the front tires. This is referred to as rear-end lag, because there is a time delay between steering input and vehicle reaction. When the front wheels are turned back to a straight -ahead position, the vehicle must again try to adjust by reversing the same forces developed by the turn. As the steering is turned, the vehicle body sways as the rear wheels again try to keep up with the cornering forces generated by the front wheels.
The idea behind four-wheel steering is that a vehicle requires less driver input for any steering maneuver if all four wheels are steering the vehicle. As with two-wheel steer vehicles, tire grip holds the four wheels on the road. However, when the driver turns the wheel slightly, all four wheels react to the steering input, causing slip angles to form at all four wheels. The entire vehicle moves in one direction rather than the rear half attempting to catch up to the front. There is also less sway when the wheels are turned back to a straight-ahead position. The vehicle responds more quickly to steering input because rear wheel lag is eliminated.
There are three types of production of four-wheel steering systems:
1. Mechanical 4WS
2. Hydraulic 4WS
3. Electro-hydraulic 4WS
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A blog about our family and the marvelous journey of seeing Jesus proclaimed to the whole world.
Saturday, August 25, 2007
Off To LA
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hey guys...love reading your updates! i cant believe baby Selah is almost here! that is so exciting! can't wait to see pictures of her! hope your trip to LA goes great! sounds like y'all have been busy these days. ashley, so fun that you are making cards...i'm sure they are cute as ever. you should post some on your blog to check out! have a great day and look forward to more updates and pic!ReplyDelete
Hi Kennedy Family!! I just found your blog through another friend's. How gorgeous to see pictures of True. I'm so glad to hear things are going well at the Portland church plant. We remember you in our prayers.ReplyDelete
We recently moved to Denver for Justin's medical residency and are loving the change in climate (from Houston)!
Here's our blog: justinandemilysmith.blogspot.com. God bless you guys and congrats on the upcoming addition to your family.
Emily (Mann) Smith
Almost time for Selah to arrive. I am sooo looking forward to seeing and meeting her. I miss you guys. Love you bunches!!!!!ReplyDelete
so...i'm thinking that baby Selah should be here by now...can't wait to see pics! hope y'all are doing well!ReplyDelete
Congratulations!!!! Glad Selah has made her appearance. Bring on the pictures. Love, NANAReplyDelete
YAY! I just read the entry from "Nana" and I guess Selah is HERE! That is so exciting and i hope y'all are doing well. Can't wait to hear stories and see pics! Love yaReplyDelete


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We are an industry leader in safety and training in the natural gas industry. Furthering our commitment to be the best, we're launching a new training center to strengthen the growth and development of both new and seasoned employees through simulation, hands-on training and mock scenarios.
The first of its kind in Pennsylvania and part of a broader set of facilities across NiSource (Columbia Gas of Pennsylvania's parent company), the 22,000 square foot facility is uniquely designed to provide our employees with the skills they need to install, operate and maintain a safe, reliable natural gas delivery system while delivering on our customer's expectations.
In 2016, Columbia Gas will invest $210 Million in Pennsylvania, with more than $160 million dedicated to upgrading aging infrastructure across its 26-county service territory. We need the most highly trained and safest employees working on this for our customers.
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LGBT people aren't the only ones who are at risk of official violence in Chechnya. Chechen leaders have issued threats against journalists who reported the mass arrests and torture of men in Chechnya who were suspected of being gay.
Russia's opposition newspaper, Novaya Gazeta, reported Thursday that Chechen religious and government leaders held a meeting on April 3 at which they threatened journalists who revealed the mass arrests of more than 100 Chechens suspected of being gay. The meeting adopted a resolution stating about the journalists that "retribution will come to them wherever they are without time limitation."
People at the meeting, including Chechen Muslim clerics, said that the Novaya Gazeta article had insulted their faith and the dignity of Chechen men. The newspaper denied that accusation and called for a dialogue.
"We did not insult — nor had we the slightest intention to insult — the Chechen people," wrote.
Muratov said the newspaper would continue investigating human rights abuses in Chechnya.
The newspaper stated this week:
"We know the names of three people who were killed, and we also know that far more people were killed. Extrajudicial retribution, so-called 'honor killings,' also were carried out by relatives of the victims. …
"The reaction that followed the publication on the persecution of Chechen homosexuals has caused our editorial office to have serious fears for the safety not only of specific journalists, but of all the employees of Novaya Gazeta without exception."
On April 1, Novaya Gazeta published the first reports of the mass arrests and later reported that Chechnya had established secret prisons, described as "concentration camps" for those who were arrested. Three or more men have been reported killed after their arrest.
In a speech to the gathering, Adam Shahidov, an advisor to Chechen President Ramzan Kadyrov, characterized the journalists as "enemies of our faith and fatherland."
Chechens have been linked to two murders of Novaya Gazeta reporters who investigated crimes in Chechnya — Anna Politkovskaya and Natalia Estemirova.
But much remains unclear about those contract killings, and that of Boris Nemtsov, an opposition politician who was shot dead in Moscow in 2015 and also exposed corruption and organised crime in Chechnya.
In addition to making statements that sound like threats, a resolution passed by the High Assembly at the Grozny mosque declared that the journalists' "baseness and provocation" should be fought "in all possible (legal) ways." It stated:
"The publication in the newspaper Novaya Gazeta is an absolute lie and slander, discrediting the honor and dignity of
Muslims, residents of Chechnya, citizens of the Russian Federation.In view of the insult to the centuries-old foundations of Chechen society and the dignity of Chechen men, as well as to our faith, we promise that retribution will overtake true instigators, wherever they are, without time limitation.
Also, we, the High Assembly, urge residents of Chechnya and all decent people not to spread defamatory and provocative information. This is a terrible sin in Islam and other religions, and also brings suffering and pain to many people.
We call on every sensible person to fight the spread of such baseness and provocation in all possible (legal) ways.
We urge federal and regional media to use reliable sources and opinions of competent specialists when preparing materials.
May Allah grant peace, peace and justice to all of us! "
The Russian LGBT Network is helping people flee from Chechnya to avoid persecution in Chechnya. It also accuses Russian officials of ignoring the ongoing human rights abuses. The network said that if no one is prosecuted for the mass arrests and the killings, it will turn for help to the International Criminal Court in The Hague.
Novoya Gazeta stated:
"It is obvious to us: this resolution [by the High Assembly] prompts religious fanatics to take revenge on our journalists.
For Novaya Gazeta it is completely obvious that the current wave of repressions is not a unique phenomenon for today's Chechnya. The level of violence in the republic in the past three years has risen sharply and this is directly connected to the lack of a fully-fledged investigation into the murder of Boris Nemtsov, which, in essence, has played into the hands of those who ordered this crime. The impunity specifically for this crime has brought about their full confidence in their own invulnerability.
Silence and inaction in this situation makes all those who are capable of doing anything at all into accomplices. That is why Novaya Gazeta continues to work in Chechnya. But we understand very well what a high price we may have to pay. The unsolved murder of our colleagues, Anna Politkovskaya and Natalia Estemirova, are obvious proof.
We insist: the reaction to our journalistic work that was articulated at the meeting in the central mosque is unacceptable in a civilised society and must be assessed from the point of view of Russian law.
We urge the Russian government to do everything possible to stop any actions aimed at inciting hatred and enmity towards journalists who are doing their professional duty."
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On Thursday 8th December, all groups from all pathways completed a rehearsed reading of their proposed Theatre In Education piece. My group completed our rehearsed reading of 'Olivia and the Disappearing Stories', which is aimed for a Key Stage 1 audience with the topic of English. For the reading, we did not have a full group as Emma was not in college, however, we had Erica step in for us so this did not have any effect on our performance.
Before the rehearsed reading, there have been struggles with our group in terms of getting the script completed and expanded. Because of this, we were unable to have a lesson altogether where we could block our piece and talk it through. This meant that we had a brief discussion of the blocking just before the reading, despite this, I feel that we were able to quickly get into a rhythm and do what we felt would be natural, which I felt worked. This is because we made the blocking simplistic, we had the bed set centre stage and something which represented the flap at the back. However, we know that as a group, this is something we will definitely change once we have the set script, this would then mean that we can properly establish the real world and dream world.
The feedback we were given has given greater confidence that our piece will meet the needs for a Key Stage 1 audience. It was mentioned that there was a set objective and the message was imposed that we were trying to encourage children to read. Despite this comment, there was a comment made that there was a bit of confusion about what children were meant to come out of the piece knowing. Although we explained this and was able to clear the confusion, we then talked about how our workshop will be a massive help for our piece.
Although our piece has a set structure, a main area we must make improvements on is the script overall. We have had problems with expanding the script through the whole process as there were concerns that we would end up dragging scenes out. However, after getting the feedback that the issues in the forest with the fairy tale characters are resolved too quickly, we can now work with that and expand this. In order to do this, we can make the characters more distressed, leading them to explain the situation further, especially with the wolf which will lead to a bigger build up. In order to develop the piece further, we can take on the feedback given that we can have a hero's quest, with the characters in distress taking Olivia on a quest to help them find the missing character. By doing this, it can make our piece much longer than what it is, our piece overall needs to be at least 20 minutes long, our reading on Thursday was 11 minutes. I have noticed that while writing the script, we have spent more time on more scenes than others, particularly the scenes involving Olivia and her mother and then in the forest with Tinkerbell and Peter Pan. Although we have managed to expand these scenes, it made it clear reading over the script and watching back the reading that the scenes with the bears and the wolf were a lot shorter and hadn't had as much attention. Although we need to expand every scene still, I feel that those two will have to be our priority when working through the script again.
Before we can take 'Olivia and the Disappearing Stories' on tour around primary schools, we need to all look through our characters and see how we can all develop them. This was the first time we had showed an audience our piece and we had a script in hand, which meant we couldn't full get into character, however, even without a script, we know we can really improve. Watching back the reading gave me ideas on how I can improve as an individual with my character. As the mother, I have a key role in encouraging not only Olivia, but our audience to either start or continue reading. In order to sound more passionate about this subject, I need to start developing my character and look into her relationship with Olivia, her background and whether she lives alone with Olivia. As well as that, I will also look into giving her a name and an age. I have already decided that she will not be a mother who threatens to take her daughter's items away just because she will not read, this could create the danger of her becoming the enemy of the piece. Although I will write notes about this, I feel that a good way to really get into my character is to look further into the Uta Hagen questions which I looked at in task 2. For the rest of the group, there are some who will be multi-rolling, although costume will really be able to establish characters, making improvements to voice and movement can enhance this. As we start to go into the rehearsal stage of our commission, I will suggest to the group that we complete a hot seating activity so everyone in the group has an opportunity to ask everyone questions.
As mentioned, we will have a workshop which will take place after performing our piece, we have had the idea of splitting our Key Stage 1 audience into groups and doing a hot seating activity with them. In small groups, we will ask each child to think of their favourite story character, they will then be asked a small amount of easy questions so others can guess their character. With this activity, it can possibly introduce the students to new characters and books which they would not have heard of before, which I feel will work well with our objective to encourage children to read new stories.
In conclusion, I feel that our rehearsed reading went very well, we were able to show our audience our full script without stopping. Although we were a member missing, that didn't effect our performance and we knew what we were doing throughout. However, there are many ways to improve, especially with our characterisation and script. Once we have developed the script even more, we can then look at getting into the rehearsal process to properly block it and turn it into a touring piece.


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The Antelope Inn has already been mentioned in this blog quite a lot as one of the town's leading inns and possibly its oldest. The inn dates from at least the 15th century and a stone fire place of this date plus some Tudor Dutch floor tiles uncovered in the early 20th century confirm this. In the 17th century, the inn had a long association with the Melledge or Milledge family, particularly some of the women of the family.
John Melledge was a prosperous grocer in Dorchester in the early 1600s. As a widower with at least 8 children, ranging in age from 8 to over 20, he married a widow, Margaret Eyres in 1620. From the terms of his will we know that Margaret was a property owner in her own right and the marriage must have increased the family wealth.
By the 1620s, John Melledge was trading in Dorchester, Puddletown and Poole and owed properties in all three places. One of these properties seems to have been the Antelope as a later will (of Alice Melledge) mentions an Indenture of Assignment for the premises dated 6thJuly 1624 granted by Richard Philipps the younger of Corfe Mullen Gentleman to John Melledge of Dorchester, Grocer.
John was Sheriff of Poole in 1631 but died in office. In his will he granted his widow, Margaret the property in Dorchester that she had brought to the marriage. His Puddletown property he left to his eldest surviving son, Mathias and his house in Poole to his youngest son, Johnson. He also made provision for his unmarried daughters. There was no mention of the Antelope, but it may have been previously made over to his middle son, Micha, as there was no specific property assigned to him in the will.
The 1640's Civil War decade proved to be a difficult time for the Melledge family. It is likely that they had royalist sympathies which became a problem when Poole declared for Parliament and became a garrison town for Parliamentary soldiers. In March 1643, Johnson Melledge, Innkeeper and Collector of Customs, was arrested as a 'delinquent', suspected of disloyalty to Parliament. We don't know his offence but he was stripped of his office of Collector and 'kept Prisoner aboard the Ship that lies in the Harbour of Poole' until he could be sent up to London. In April he was examined and his case referred to the Committee for Examinations. After that, the record is silent for 6 years. Was he back in Poole or elsewhere awaiting the verdict or was he in custody?
Whether Johnson was innkeeper of the Antelope or another establishment, we do not know, but his wife, Alice may have had to run the inn for some years during his absence.
Mathias Melledge had graduated from Oxford University and entered the church, becoming clerk at Hamworthy church. In 1635, he married a widow, Bathsheba Williams and in 1642, he took the Protestant Oath as minister at Hamworthy. By September 1643, Poole was one of the few strongholds holding out for Parliament in the whole of Dorset and a plot was laid to deliver the town to the Royalists in which Mathias Melledge is said to have acted as a messenger. In fact the plot was betrayed and defeated and the plotters rounded up. If Mathias was involved, what happened to him? We don't know, but by 1647 he was dead, because his widow was granted the administration of his estate. At some stage during the war, the church at Hamworthy was demolished and the stone used to build fortifications on the Hamworthy approach to the town.
In 1649 a curious incident appears in the records of the Dorset Standing Committee, the organisation that was handling local affairs and finances. It seems that 'plate' (silver) worth £20 had been found in a well and was determined to be the property of the children of Johnson Melledge. This was sold and the proceeds given to the mother of his children to hold for them (clearly suggesting that Johnson was not in Poole at the time). It would be interesting to know where the well was and under what circumstances the plate had been hidden. In May of the same year, 1649, Johnson Melledge was at last allowed to 'compound' (pay a fine) for his delinquency, the large sum of £11 8s.
The next mention that we have of the Antelope is in 1662 when the divisions and enmities of the war were presumably no longer so bitter. In a tax record of that year, the widow Mrs Melledge was listed as holding the 'Antholip Inne', valued at £12 a year and thus one of the most valuable properties in the town. The Mrs. Melledge referred to was probably Elizabeth, the widow of Micha Melledge, as a trade token of 1666 connects her to the inn. The token has the initials 'EM in Poole 1666' on one side and 'Elizabeth Milledge' with the picture of an antelope on the other.
Another token of the same year has the words 'At the George in Poole IAH' on one side and on the other 'His Half Penny 1666' with a picture of St. George killing the dragon. This was issued by James and Anne Hollybread who kept the George Inn (now Scaplen's Court). Anne Hollybread was the daughter of Johnson and Alice Melledge.
At some time in the next 12 years, the Antelope must have changed hands to another branch of the family because by 1678 it was in the possession of Alice Melledge, Johnson's widow. In her will of that year, she left her daughter Mary Emerson a dwelling house and shops in Church Street and bequeathed her other daughter Alice Melledge junior, 'all that my now dwelling house Inne or Taverne called or known by the name of the Antelope, situate, being in or next adjoining to a certaine Street called the High Street in Poole' together with all its outbuildings, passages and gardens.
The will also mentioned a passageway from the Antelope 'from one street to another', presumably right through from High Street to Church Street where Mary's property was situated. This was to be used by both sisters. It also allowed Mary 'free liberty to lay her ashes in the place where the stable formerly stood' and gave Alice 'all that plot or parcel of ground where I now lay my ashes and soil' as long as she permitted her sister Mary to dispose of her ashes there as well. In fact the will put so much emphasis on each sister allowing the other to enjoy her legacy without any hindrance, that the reader gets the very strong impression Mary and Alice didn't get on!
Other small legacies were made to Elizabeth and Jane Hollybread, Alice's grandchildren by her daughter Anne. With her valuable legacy, Alice Melledge junior became a very eligible young woman and in 1680, she married John Allen. The tax list of 1690 listed no Melledges, Emersons or Allens eligible to pay tax. James and Jane Hollybread were the only members of the family mentioned.
Andrew Hawkes, A Pint of Good Poole Ale
Wills of John Melledge and Alice Melledge
Family history notes on the Melledge family
House of Commons Journal 1643-6
Taxation Lists 1662 and 1690


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We are Kat and Rebecca and we went from meat eaters to vegan about 2 years ago.
Kat is a passionate and inventive cook who has an incredible talent for 'veganising' most things. She says her method for doing this is to get to the essence of what makes a dish how people imagine it to be.
Rebecca is less of a creative and more of a sous chef but is pretty good at bread making and is about to start on vegan cheese creations! She can often be found requesting a 'veganised' version of something…the latest is a creme egg and she's pretty excited about the possibility of that happening.
We have been vegan about 2 years now and probably googled most food items with the word vegan in front of them with varying degrees of success. We have noticed in the last two years there's loads out there for raw vegans, new vegans, vegan pros but not really anything to help those people who have no interest in becoming vegan but do like to provide their vegan friends with something to eat.
We hate inconveniencing our friends and have many who have made incredible and successful attempts at feeding us but we'd like to make it easier for those who have found it difficult and simply don't know what to look for and where in supermarkets.
We would also like to be able to increase the awareness and quality of vegan food in restaurants and eateries across the UK.We have the privilege of living in York which has a pretty good amount of vegan/vegetarian restaurants, dairy free ice creams and vegan cakes…but it's still not great and we often have to dissect menus to create something that we can eat or ring a week ahead of time to book. There is no joy in having limited/no choice when going out for a meal, and someone saying "you can eat the soup!" with a jubilant look on their face never quite cuts it for us. There is more to eat than a hummus wrap or a dry jacket potato with tinned baked beans and a scratchy salad which is often what we're fed when a conference centre/hotel/catering company say they can accommodate us.
So for those who often say "shit, the herbivores are coming over – what the fuck do we feed them?!" this is for you.
Kat & Rebecca.


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Getting in her caffeine fix for the day, Kaley Cuoco made a stop at a local Starbucks in Sherman Oaks, CA on Wednesday (July 3).
Looking casually beautiful, the "Big Bang Theory" actress rocked skinny jeans, a pink tank top and a wide-brimmed hat as she headed out to her car with two drinks in tow.
In other news, as previously reported by GossipCenter, the rumor mill has been swirling recently that Kaley and "Man of Steel" actor Henry Cavill are the latest Hollywood couple.
Making the possibility even more speculated, the duo was spotted out together earlier this week while on a hike in Los Angeles.


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Student Information Sharing Initiative (SISI)
The Student Information Sharing Initiative (SISI) is a key project within the Integrated Education Data (iEd) programme. It has the potential to provide a secure electronic platform so information automatically moves with children and young people as they move through the education system.
The platform has the potential to bring considerable benefits to children, young people and teachers by:
- Improving the transfer of student information between schools so that schools have access to key information from day one.
- Reducing the need for teachers to reassess new students.
- Providing more timely information to support students with special education needs.
- Storing information securely and making it more accessible to those who have the appropriate permissions.
- Improving the flow of information within and between Communities of Learning | Kāhui Ako.
SISI is proposed to start with schools, with the potential to be expanded so information is shared between early learning services, schools and tertiary institutions.
We are working with legal, ethics and privacy experts to ensure data privacy and access is managed appropriately.
SISI was initially part of the Ministry's Digital Era Learning, Teaching and Assessment (DELTA) Programme. In June 2016, we released a report (external link) outlining SISI's progress to improving the management and exchange of student data.
Co-designing SISI
We're co-designing SISI with education sector representatives to ensure the best possible outcome for everyone.
We've talked with principals, administrators, teachers and others from a broad range of schools throughout New Zealand to find out how they manage student data, what their issues are, and how we can improve the current system.
We've also been talking to education sector groups, other education agencies, and student management system (SMS) vendors.
More than 2,000 people who work with education data responded to the SISI survey. We'll publish the highlights of the survey results once they're available.
All the information we've gathered is being used to design the processes for entering, storing, using and sharing student information. Helping us design and test the new processes are representatives from different types of schools and people working in different roles including management, administration and teaching positions.
We've also set up 2 schools' working groups to provide us with advice and guidance on the development of SISI. Members of the English-medium Schools Working Group and the Māori-medium Schools Working Group include representatives from schools, kura kaupapa Māori and Communities of Learning | Kāhui Ako.
Advising the iEd programme, including SISI, is a sector advisory group which includes representatives from early childhood, school and principal organisations as well as education unions.
How you can learn more and get involved
You can contact The SISI project team at firstname.lastname@example.com
To discuss and collaborate on the SISI project, join the Loomio online forum. People taking part in the forum already include representatives from the SISI project team, schools, SMS vendors and education consultants.
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