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I feel like this post needs an introduction, in which I confess how aware I am that this part of the story is deeply flawed and my ability as a fiction writer is sorely lacking. I also want to re-invite you to leave any suggestions you might have for improvement. I will write more by way of explanation at the end of this post as well but for now, here we go...
Connor had napped longer than usual that afternoon and so was up later than his sisters. Lara sat with him at the green formica table in the kitchenette, munching on store-bought brownie bites. Connor was chattering away, Lara was trying to listen but her thoughts kept wandering away. She pulled another brownie bite from the bag and thought how nice it would be to bake a batch of brownies from scratch, like she was used to doing on a late night. She had been enjoying store-bought treats and the occasional chocolate microwave bowl but as Lara sat there she realized that she really truly missed baking. At that same moment she bumped against the realization that this kitchen was not equipped to bake, because really, how many people want to bake brownies while they are on vacation? A tube of cookie dough maybe, not much more.
Since making her decision to stay longer in Palm Coast she had started to bump up against these moments of inconvenience living semi-permanantly in a place that was meant to be temporary. They were few and far between and the benefit from this simple lifestyle overwhelmingly outweighed these few, minor inconveniences, but still. Like waves crashing onto the shore of Lara's tired mind she swelled with excitement, crashed with disappointment and then had the realization that sweet Mrs. Gerald would possibly lend her what she needed.
The next day Lara and the children paid a visit to Mrs. G in the office. Lara explained her craving to bake a bit of something and if she might borrow a kitchen tool or two. "Tell you what, I have an even better idea." Mrs. G replied "Why don't you come on over after dinner tomorrow night and we'll do some baking in my kitchen, maybe if we're lucky we'll even convince Mr. G to clean up after us."
"If it wouldn't be an inconvenience?" replied Lara
"Naw, honestly it would be a real treat for me. Our little cottage gets mighty quiet most nights and it would do me and Mr. G a world of good to have some company."
"I really appreciate it" replied Lara and Connor began to jump around with excitement.
Details were worked out, grocery trips were made and that night found Lara and her family at the Gerald's. The evening was full of light and laughter and no small amount of chocolate. At the end of it Lara and Mrs G sat at the kitchen table sipping coffee, watching the kids as they played with Mr. G who was excitedly showing them his extensive collection of driftwood carvings that he had gathered throughout the years.
"Mr G was asking over dinner tonight" began Mrs. G "and I don't know why I didn't think of it before now - but well, I have a sister, who lives just a little bit farther inland, out in the country. I go visit her every chance I get and Mr. G asked me why not take you and the kids with me next time I go, for a change of scenery and whatnot. Anyhow, I'm going this Saturday and I've already called my sister and she would be delighted if you'd like to come with me for a visit. She's got a massive blueberry patch you just would not believe, I usually help her with the harvesting and thought the kids would probably enjoy it. Anyhow, you're more than welcome to come if you'd like, you know, if you think that's something you and the children would enjoy."
"We would love to." replied Lara
So the next Saturday found them all sqeezed into Mrs. G's ancient Carola, heading North on the A1A. After an hour or so, over highways, through agricultural establishments and rustic, if not somewhat run down, old towns they arrived at a small white house with a large front porch and a small woman sitting on the front porch sipping tea from a mason jar.
Mrs. G & Ms. May were like two sides of one coin. Mrs. G was a talker, Ms May was a listener, both busy in their own way, both economical and rather plain but where Mrs. G was a strait line, Ms Mae was a curve. Mrs. G was well-suited to be a businesswoman, Ms Mae was too much of a homebody for that. Her home was soft and cozy and one of the most inviting places Lara had been to. Ms Mae had lunch spread out on the back porch when they arrived - an assortment of cold lunchmeat, pickles, olives, deviled eggs and a big leafy green salad. A big pitcher of pink lemonaide for the kids and sweet tea for the adults. The kids scarfed down their food and ran to explore, watch the chickens, spy on the goat, and cuddle the kittens, which left plenty of time for the three women to talk as they ate lunch before heading to the blueberry bushes.
"So tell me about yourslef." said Ms. Mae "where are you from then?"
"I'm from Georgia." she replied "though I lived in a lot of places."
"And where did you enjoy living the most?"
"I thinked I liked something about nearly every place I lived. Though I think my favorite was Augusta. When we were stationed there we were nearer my family than ever, we bought our first house there, and Ian, my husband was talking about starting his own business. He was thinking wedding and event planning, if you can believe it. He as so excited about it. We'd talk about it almost every day."
"That sounds very nice. What a good memory to have of him."
"Yes, it's just that it made it very hard. So many dreams..."
"I know, dear. I know."
After awhile the children joined them, eager to help. They picked blueberries by the bucketful. Lara was surprised by what enthusiastic little workers they were, and Ms Mae was kind and patient in her instructions and lavish in her praise for their excellent work. Lara ambled along more slowly, enjoying the sunshine, and watching her children, soaking in the happiness on their faces.
Mrs G walked beside her "it's so good for children to be out in nature." she said
"Yes," Lara agreed "and I think they really enjoy being useful,"
"Of course, they do. Everyone does. Work is what makes rest all the more sweeter."
Blueberries were picked and packed, children washed, dinner served. The women were chatting at the table over an after-dinner cup of coffee, the kids finishing up bowls of rainbow sherbet when the screen on the back door swung open and clanged shut. In ambled a tall, muscular man, nearly thirty, dressed in dirty work clothes. He waved in their direction as he stepped to the sink to wash his hands "Hey Ma!" he called from the kitchen, his voice soft and deep. "There's a plate for you on the counter" his mother called back. "Mmmm, smells good!" he called out in the general direction of the women as he poured a tall glass of tea "Did you bring the peaches? Wow, these look amazing" he stopped dead in his tracks as he rounded the corner of the kitchen into the dining room. Recovering quickly he placed his plate, his tea and a large peach down on the table. "You remember I told you Mrs. McMullen and her children were coming up today?" said Ms Mae "Yeah, right of course." he replied extending a hand to Lara "I'm Matthew, nice to meet you." Lara shook his hand "Lara."
The night wore on and the children got sleepy. "I've already made up a cot in the guest room, if you'd like to stay the night." offered Ms Mae and Lara gladly accepted. She helped the kids wash and get into bed. She sat with them for a few minutes, rubbing Connor's back until he fell asleep. Lara tiptoed out of their room and down the hall.
At the dining room Matt sat talking to his mother and aunt. He had heard his aunt talk plenty about the family who had taken up residence at her hotel, and he had heard his mother inform him that the widow and her three young children would be staying with them, most likely for the night, still somehow Matt had failed to make the mental connection. The woman who had been sitting across from him at the dining room table could not have been more than thirty, and while her eyes were sad and tired her smile was warm and genuine and Matt noticed her gently prod each child towards bed, saw her laugh, smile, scold. He thought she must be a good mom.
Ater a bit Lara returned to the table, a fresh glass of tea in hand. Ms Mae busied herself in the kitchen and Mrs G said good night and headed to bed with a jar of tea and a thick book. "So where are you from?" asked Matt in an attempt at small talk, something he, as a general rule, did not like, but seemed like the appropriate thing at the moment, Lara's eyes stayed on her tea "Georgia" she replied. If only she weren't so freakishly shy. "I moved around a lot after I married my husband, but Georgia has always been home."
"What part of Georgia?"
"My parents live just south of the Atlanta airport."
"Hey, I've got a friend who moved out that way. Someplace called PeachTree City, I think, is that nearby?"
"Yes, that's fairly near where my parents live."
Lara attempted to make eye contact. Matt seemed like such a nice, friendly man. This shouldn't be so hard. Her eyes dropped back to her hands.
"So your kids are in school there?" asked Matt
"Yes, my Connor went to pre-school three days a week and my girls went to school, right down the street."
"and they liked it?"
"Yes, very much." The corners of Lara's lips turned up slightly.
"I'm really fortunate." Lara continued "My family really came through for me. They've been there for me when I've been a mess."
Ms Mae sat down with them with her mason jar of water
"Honey, we are all a mess, some of us just work harder at hiding it, that's all."
Lara looked up at Ms. Mae with an appreciative smile.
Matt stared at his hands, for awhile. Trying to decide if he should say anything. His eyebrows turned down but his mouth was soft as he looked up.
"I can't say as I know what it's been like for you, or I know what you're going through, cause I can't but I do know what it's like to suffer a loss like that."
His mother reached out an touched his hand.
"Five years ago I married the kindest, gentlest woman I'd ever known. Her name was Selah, kinda like Kayla but with an S, like in the Psalms, it means "rest", her daddy was a preacher. She played the piano at church. Selah and I were married for seven months. She got pregnant pretty much on our wedding night, with a boy. She wanted to name him after the writer of one of her favorite hymns. But then one day a storm came through, Selah was on her way home from her doctor's appointment in St. Augustine, but the storm got bad really bad, even for here. Kinda like the one that blew you in here, come to think of it, anyway an SUV hit her head-on and nobody walked away. The driver, my Selah, our baby boy. All gone"
His voice trailed off, his eyes raised again to Lara's who were filled with tears for this man's devastation. "I'm sorry, " said Matt "it's not like I tell my sob story to everyone who passes through town, just so you know, but you seem like you needed to hear this from someone who has lost someone near and dear to the heart," he put his hands out on the table near hers "you're going to be okay. Now I'm not saying it gets a whole lot easier, the hole they left in my heart is pretty much the same as it's ever been, but life has somehow healed around the hole and somehow it gets a little easier to live. That probably makes no sense to you at all."
"No, I understand what you're saying. Thank you, for sharing your story with me." Lara felt utterly lost for words. She hated how flat and hollow her words felt but she couldn't find any more to express the compassion she felt for him, or how deeply she felt the bond of mutual loss.
After a bit Matt stood up. "Well, I better be getting on home, it's getting late." said Matt gather his things and kissing his mama "Night ma." "Goodnight son" said Ms Mae. "You don't live here?" asked Lara "Naw, I've got my own place in town, closer to work." "My son indulges me with his presence once or twice a week." said Ms Mae "I get lonely here all by myself if he doesn't come round." "And I'm not one to say no to a home cooked meal." added Matt with a wink. "Goodnight Lara, I'm glad we met." said Matt as he turned for the door. "Goodnight, and you as well." said Lara, wishing from the very tips of her toes that she didn't always sound so stiff and formal when she was nervous.
After the door had shut and the lights of Matt's truck had faded Lara thanked Ms Mae for her hospitality and headed upstairs. Ms Mae had laid out towels and toiletries and a simple white cotton nightgown, Lara eagerly took them into the guest bath and started a hot shower, washing away the sweat and fine layer of grime she'd accumulated from being outdoors for most of the day. She heard the door to Ms Mae's bedroom close and like a switch, finally turning off or a plug being pulled Lara allowed herself to cry. All the layers of strength, and self-protection from the overwhelming grief she'd been carrying with her for the past months, it all began to fall away and Lara sobbed. She cried for the years and the dreams she had lost. She cried for the days and the nights she had spent alone since then. She cried away the anger and the deep disappointment at the way things had turned out. She cried for the doubt and fear for her future that threatened to strangle her. She cried and cried till the water turned cold and she was all out of tears.
Moments later Lara was laying in bed, her children, snug and asleep nearby. A cool breeze blowing in through the open window and the moon shining in bright and clear and Lara breathed it all in. She felt as though she could see herself like a beach. Her shores were storm-tossed, the shipwreck of the past months strewn across her shores, but she also saw the waves, slowly, gently, sweetly, carrying her debris away, clearing bit by bit the sandy beach, slowly starting to clear and Lara felt an unfamiliar tug at her heart. What was it that danced along the edges of her emotions? "oh," she suddenly realized "that's hope." and she smiled and fell asleep.
Back at the hotel, Lara sat near the open window, listening to the sounds of the rain and the pound of the surf. Nearby her three were playing a card game Clara had learned from Mr. G. Lara sat back in her chair and sipped her iced tea, thinking back to those first few intense years. It had been so hard giving birth to three children in the span of four years. It had felt like she was drowning, constantly needed, constantly touched. Now, here she was. She sighed contentedly.
Breathing in gratitude. Lara had spent the last few minutes writing an email to her editor, Marleigh, with fifty good ideas for articles. Okay, well maybe ten good ideas and forty lame ideas and of those ideas only two or three might ever be printed, but as Lara typed, her thoughts flowing freely, she felt like a part of her had come back to life. Like a piece of her brain that had been asleep for the last year had finally been able to push through the fog and wake up. Lara scanned over her email for the twentieth time, hit send and shut her laptop. She walked over to where Clara, Sophie & Connor sat in a circle and watched as they finished their game, gently stroking Connors sun-bleached blond hair. "Do you want to play with us?" asked Sophie, Lara smiled hugely "Yes!"
Could this be any more obvious, or cliché? I know, I know. I've been cringing about this part of the story all week. Here's why I included it: I liked how Matt was bare-faced and without an agenda. I like how he sees someone hurting and is willing to say "I've been there, and things are going to get better" I also liked Matt's voice in this passage. I felt like it was clear and distinct from the other voices in this story so far which is why I didn't delete it all!
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What is the most perilous port in all Michigan? What point enjoys the unenviable distinction of furnishing the most accidents to shipping than any other on the water line? The answer to the question is to be found in the record of the activities of the life-savers of Michigan for the last reported fiscal year - and the answer is Harbor Beach.
The annual report of the superintendent of the lifesaving service shows that in the period told about there were no fewer than thirteen opportunities given to Harbor Beach for the aid of the service workers. The number of times when the help of the lifesavers was made necessary during the year show up in this fashion:
Other ports called for aid fewer than five times each, but in the aggregate the number of occasions in the year when assistance was given by lifesavers was 163, a very large showing for the force.
Wreck of the Argo
It was at Holland that the accident making necessary the greatest saving of life occurred, when the steamer Argo, belonging to the Graham & Morton line, with nineteen passengers and a crew of twenty-two all told, on board, bound from Chicago to Holland, encountered a gale which reached a velocity of fifty miles an hour. On arriving off Holland and attempting to enter the harbor, tremendous seas swept her to leeward, and she was dashed against the pierheads, then drifted upon a sandbar about 500 feet from shore, where she was momentarily threatened with destruction in the heavy breakers.
The lifesaving crew tried to reach the vessel in a surfboat, but were unable to launch it. They hastily rigged the beach apparatus, fired a shot which went directly over the vessel, after which the breeches buoy was sent out and the passengers landed without mishap. The surfmen then did all in their power in assisting the master to save his ship, but all efforts proving futile, she was abandoned until spring.
Seven Calls in One Day
October 20, 1905, is a date to be remembered by all those whose callings bring them in contact with Michigan waters. The seas were running high, and the wind blowing a gale. At 7:30 in the morning the lookout at the Tawas station reported a vessel flying signals of distress. The crew launched a surfboat and set out for her, finding her to be the schooner William McGregor. Her pumps were disabled and at the time the lifesavers arrived there was four feet of water in her hold. The surfmen repaired her pumps, pumped her dry, and she proceeded on her way.
On the same day, the steamer William R. Linn sent out signals of distress, and when the men from Thunder Bay Island went out to her, it was found that she had lost her consort in a gale. The crew of the station returned to shore with dispatches for her owners, which were at once forwarded.
Schooners Come to Grief
The schooner Emma L. Nielson came to grief around Middle Island on this same date. The vessel had dragged her anchors during a fresh northeast gale, and stranded on the point sixteen miles northwest of the station. The surfmen were taken to the scene of the disaster in tow of a tug, which endeavored to float her, but was unsuccessful. The lifesavers threw overboard a portion of her cargo in an effort to lighten her, when she was released and taken to drydock for repairs.
Also on this date the schooner Galatea broke away from her towing steamer during a northerly gale and stranded in the harbor of Grand Marais, one-eighth of a mile from the station. The crew of the vessel, together with their effects, were landed safely and taken into the station where they were made comfortable. The efforts of the master, assisted by the surfmen, to float his vessel proved unsuccessful and a wrecking company was notified.
Rescued Two Crews
The schooner Nirvana, same date, while attempting to enter the harbor of Grand Marais for shelter from a gale, collided with the pier, staving a hole in her bow below the water line, and causing her to fill and sink in eighteen feet of water. The lifesaving crew, learning of the casualty, transported the surfboat over a point of land abreast of the wreck and went to the assistance of the imperiled men, who could be seen cling to the stern of the vessel. The surfboat was held up to the wreck until all were taken off and brought to the shore in safety. They were succored at the station until able to depart for their homes.
At two in the morning of this very fateful October 20, the schooner Lydia dragged her anchors during a strong gale and high seas, striking the beach a half mile south of the Manistee station. The lifesavers attempted to launch the surf boat, but were driven back by the tremendous surf which finally disabled the boat. The beach apparatus was then run out, and at 5 a.m. it was placed in position abreast of the wreck and ready for operation. The first line was driven to leeward of the vessel by the wind, but the next one fell on board and was made fast by the sailors. At this point the Lydia's cables parted and she was swept inshore by the sea. The whip line was again hauled taut, and the shipwrecked men slid down on it, then let go their hold and dropped into the water, where they were rescued by the surfmen, who plunged in to their assistance. They were borne ashore in safety and then conveyed to the station where they were cared for until able to leave for their homes.
Rescued with Great Difficulty
The schooner Vega, while endeavoring to make Ludington during the October 20 storm, missed the harbor entrance and stranded a short distance below the lifesaving station and about 1,500 feet from shore. It being too rough to launch the boat, the station crew set out with the beach apparatus, and with the assistance of a team of horses transported it to a wharf and thence to Pere Marquette lake on a tug, arriving abreast of the wreck. The Lyle gun was placed in position and a shot fired, only to fall short of the vessel. A No. 7 line, with six ounces of powder was then sent off, falling across the jibstay, but unfortunately slid down into the water beyond reach of the crew. The next shot fell on board and the line was hauled off and secured to the main rigging. The breeches buoy was sent out until all were landed in safety, and then they were conveyed to the station and given food and stimulants. The vessel was a total loss.
The elements combined to injure much more shipping on the date mentioned, but these incidents were the most notable in the list of the day's mishaps.
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Thursday, March 03, 2005
January was absolute crap. So much so that I fell behind with just about every bill I have. The red letters and the bank charges are pouring in by the cart load and I've seriously thought about taking a swan dive off of Waterloo Bridge or better still driving the cab with me in it off off Beachy Head. Being too much of a coward I decided it would be better all round if I worked my way out of the hole I've got myself in. Luckily February was a half decent month and my head is just about above water as we speak.
I've had a couple of punctures in the last month and repaired one and used the spare for the other. God knows what would have happened if I'd have got another flat out in the sticks somewhere but I got the spare fixed yesterday so I'm all legal again now.
I've decided to start working properly on the radio circuit I pay good money every month for and I'm now actually enjoying myself by not having to drive around looking for the work, instead it comes to me. I try and do three or four longish jobs on it per night and make the rest up with street work.I was sitting on Victoria cab rank earlier and I was in second spot. Two obviously very drunk looking guys walked up to the front cab and started telling him where they want to go. One of the blokes reached out for the door handle and started to open the door. Next thing, the cab roars away making the guy jump back startled. I thought to myself "What a wanker, I'm gonna get his job now and any flak that they feel like giving out". They came over to me and one of them looked ready to chin me. They wanted the Queen's Hotel in Crystal Palace. Although it's south of the river it's still a nice job and I accepted the fare then unlocked the doors. The guy who had looked ready for a fight went straight to sleep and I ended up having a really philosophical conversation with the other bloke who turned out to be Dutch and a thoroughly decent chap. You just can never tell!!
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Monsterz (2014)
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Movie: Monsterz
- Director: Hideo Nakata
- Stars: Mina Fujii, Tatsuya Fujiwara, Satomi Ishihara, Tatsuya Kawajiri, Tae Kimura, Yutaka Matsushige, Masaki Miura, Motoki Ochiai, Tomorowo Taguchi, Taiga, Takayuki Yamada
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Giant flower, nicknamed the corpse flower because of the rotting smell that comes out of them, which is one of the largest flowers in the world and can grow up to 3 meters in many cases up to meanness meters. It has been found in the rain forests of Sumatra.
Use flower scent mimic the smell of rotting corpses to attract carrion beetles and other insects to pollinate, Venus has flanged bobble thick petals dark red color which bloom for only 48 hours before closing again.
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A Weekend Break - Going To A Garden Party
Actually, My Own...
I live in a world of hypocritical evil: the righteously arrogant among us are always battering at my faith in humanity. So sometimes it's necessary to get away from it all. The last day has been such a break, with planting things at my Community Garden (Park Merced, San Francisco, CA). You couldn't possibly enjoy it as much as I did, but I still want to share:
(feel free to click on the pic to enlarge).
First, a trip to the nursery Then on to the community Garden
Planted Diaschia in the 4
corners of my 4x4 plot thes rest are pics of neighboring plots


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Energy Department can finish Phase 1 drilling
LAS VEGAS–U.S. District Judge Roger Hunt on Thursday denied motions by Nevada attorneys to make the Department of Energy stop using the state's water for all bore hole drilling operations at the planned Yucca Mountain nuclear waste site.
In so doing, Hunt urged lawyers for both sides to sit down and work out their differences rather than "dig in their heels" and not budge on their respective positions.
"I am directing — sharply suggesting, short of requiring — that the parties get together seriously and reasonably," Hunt said after announcing his decision without hearing arguments.
Later, he said, "The court could craft an agreement that neither one of you are going to like."
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LINK: Genesis 48
Israel adopted Joseph's sons, Manasseh and Ephraim, and gave them a double portion. They had effectively replaced Reuben and Simeon as the firstborn sons and 1 Chronicles 5:1 confirms this when it says that "because he [Reuben] defiled his father's bed, his birthright was given to the sons of Joseph." Remember that Reuben presumptively slept with his father's concubine (Genesis 35:22).
We talked about blessing when we talked about Esau and Jacob and when Jacob blessed Pharaoh in the last chapter. The prime blessing was with the right hand; and in keeping with what we have seen throughout Genesis (Isaac over Ishmael, Jacob over Esau, Joseph over Reuben, and Ephraim over Manasseh), the younger brother was the one who received the primary blessing! God's ways are not always man's ways. Even though Joseph was displeased by this, Jacob meant to do this. There will be fulfillment of this later on in the Scriptures; Ephraim becomes the most powerful of any tribe of the Northern Kingdom (Isaiah 7:2, 5, 8-9; Hosea 9:13; 12:1, 8).
Fact: Luz in 48:3 is another name for Bethel.
What have you learned about the character of God through your reading of Genesis? How can this affect your praise of and trust in Him?
Lord, continue to establish Your Word in us as that which produces reverence for You (Psalm 119:38). Amen.
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Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Genesis 48 - The Blessing of Joseph's Sons
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Chip Kidd – "The Cheese Monkeys"
September 24, 2009
Chip Kidd. Chip Kidd. Chip Kidd. It's a curious name, there's no denying that. I first came across it when he was credited as "designing" the luxurious, oversize editions of Alex Ross' Mythology and Dave Gibbons' Watching the Watchmen. It's the kind of name you expect to be ascribed to a supporting character in Peanuts rather than to a real, living person.
But real and living he is. He's not a household name but his work in book design is legendary. Remember the Jurassic Park logo? That was him.
However I was unaware that he was a published novelist, with two books to his name. I picked up his first, The Cheese Monkeys, on a whim. Drawn in by the fact that it was billed as a "novel in two semesters", I thought it would resonate somewhat with my own experience of two semesters at an American university. I was please to find that it did, although not in the way I was expecting.
The novel concerns a young man starting college at a fictional institution at the tail-end of the 1950s, majoring in art. Nothing could be further from my own vaulting academic aspirations.
However, the novel perfectly encapsulates the moment in everyone's life when they discover who they really are and what they are destined to become. Beyond the gaggles of primary school-yard friends and the closed cliques of secondary education, my wilderness year in America was a time of great self-realisation.
This is partly due to the inspiring quality of the instruction at American higher education institutions. University in the UK is, in my opinion, utterly worthless. Successive governments' pledges to get as many people attending has driven the value of an undergraduate degree into the ground. Beyond this, so many loathsome people use university as a finishing school, with no thought given to anything beyond the cold, small streets that trap them.
However, in America, there is such breadth and diversity in higher education. The fact that you can major in English and take classes in Astronomy is utterly beguiling to me. It's a system that caters to the truly curious and rewards the small, mewling child in us all that constantly begs, "Why?"
I'm straying from the point a little but this novel did very much reawaken within me the moments in my life when I have felt truly inspired and certain of myself. Oscar Wilde wrote that the meaning of life is the complete realisation of the self. That's fine for a fop-faced aesthete to say, and the fact that he was married with two children suggests he didn't entirely follow his own dogma, but it's the closest to a workable definition I've yet found.
In short, read this book! It doesn't have the most satisfactory of endings (I believe the story is picked up by Kidd's second novel, The Learners) but it is wickedly funny and richly rewarding.
The Death of Bunny Munro… and traditional reading habits?
September 7, 2009
In most of my publishing-related posts, I've lambasted eBooks and eReaders for the primary reason that they fail at emulating printed books. But the fine people at Canongate, in partnership with Apt Studio, have developed a new kind of eBook: Enhanced Editions. Here's a promo;
The Death of Bunny Munro – Enhanced Edition Promo from Enhanced Editions on Vimeo.
Granted, scepticism is natural given previous eBooks and devices that have promised to revolutionise reading, but this is different. Enhanced Editions is a programme that seems well-aware of the futility of emulating an existing medium. In creating this multimedia product, it adds considerable value and draws the reader's attention away from the fact that they are reading an intangible novel; rather it immerses them more fully in the text.
I finished reading my hardback copy of the novel today and was listening to Nick Cave and Warren Ellis' superb soundtrack to The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford throughout. It was a brilliant experience and I am certain that a reading of the book coupled with new compostions would add considerably to Cave's elegiac prose.
Incidentally, the book is wonderful and I wholly recommend a purchase in either print or digital edition.
A serious house on serious earth
September 2, 2009
"Hello. I came to talk. I've been thinking lately. About you and me. What's going to happen to us, in the end. We're going to kill each other, aren't we? Perhaps you'll kill me. Perhaps I'll kill you. Perhaps sooner. Perhaps later." – Batman, The Killing Joke
I love Batman. In a life that has seen much assimilation of pulp and pop culture, the figure of the Dark Knight is one that has remained a perennial favourite. Be it seeing the repeated camp 60s TV show and revelling in the ludicrous villains, or seeing Batman Returns as an 8 year-old and cowering behind the sofa at DeVito's grotesque Penguin, I've always had a nostalgic sentiment for the characters and the story of the orphan who vowed to turn fear against those who prey on the fearful.
As I grew up, I turned my attention to the Batman comics, and was I in for a shock. When I was about ten, I read The Killing Joke for the first time. Drawn in by the art of Brian Bolland, who I had admired from his work on 2000AD, I read it on a whim. It was a short tale focusing on Batman and The Joker, what could go wrong? Well, I was in for an education as to why Batman comics are so very different to other mainstream superhero works.
Key to the Batman mythos is the idea that the world the characters inhabit is so awful that the only sane way in which to live their lives is for them to lose their minds completely. It's telling that Batman's foes, once defeated, aren't interred in a prison, they're held in a mental hospital; Arkham Asylum.
"All it takes is one bad day to reduce the sanest man alive to lunacy… When I saw what a black, awful joke the world was, I went crazy as a coot! I admit it! … It's all a joke! Everything anybody ever valued or struggled for… It's all a monstrous, demented gag! So why can't you see the funny side? Why aren't you laughing?" – The Joker, The Killing Joke
"Gotham City. Maybe it's all I deserve, now. Maybe it's just my time in Hell… Train's no way to come to Gotham… in an airplane, from above, all you'd see are streets and buildings. Fool you into thinking it's civilised. By now Barbara's gotten her tests back. I only hate myself a little for hoping they came out negative. This is no place to raise a family." – James Gordon, Batman: Year One
In recent years, the resurrected Batman film franchise has played to these central conceits to brilliant effect. Heath Ledger's performance as The Joker in Christopher Nolan's superlative The Dark Knight owes much to the characterisation found in works such as The Killing Joke and his final scene in which he suggests sharing a cell at Arkham with Batman is almost a word-for-word recreation of the story's closing pages.
The reasoning behind this somewhat rambling post is the recent discovery of one of the year's most pleasant surprises. Batman: Arkham Asylum was released last week and it is a terrific distillation of all the greatest qualities that make a fantastic Batman story. It is very rare these days to find examples of good (or even competent) storytelling in videogames but this really does excel. Furthermore, it reminded me of all the things I love about Batman.
"Hahaha. Y'know, it's funny… This situation. It reminds me of a joke…
See, there were these two guys in a lunatic asylum… And one night they decide they don't like living in an asylum any more. They decide they're going to escape!
So, like, they get up onto the roof. And there, just across this narrow gap, they see the rooftops of the town, stretching away in the moonlight… Stretching away to freedom.
Now, the first guy, he jumps across with no problem. But his friend, his friend daredn't make the leap. Y'see… Y'see, he's afraid of falling.
So then, the first guy has an idea… He says, 'Hey! I have my flashlight with me! I'll shine it across the gap between the buildings. You can walk along the beam and join me!'
B-but the second guy just shakes his head. He suh-says… He says 'Wh-what do you think I am? Crazy? You'd turn it off when I was half way across!'
Ha ha ha ha ha! Ha ha ha ha ha ha haaa… Fnff oh, do excuse me…" – The Joker, The Killing Joke


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The last few months have been ridiculous...so many medication changes!
In fact, I've been monitoring our big guy's seizure activity 24/7 for the last 2 months. I slept in his room, and watched his every move so I could track EVERYTHING and know exactly what these drugs were doing, good or bad.
First off, our Big Guy was taking 5 different medications.
Valproic Acid
Good news, he is no longer taking Valproic Acid. I've talked before about the awful decline our son experienced as a result of this medication. We're done with it.
Next we weaned him off the Lamotrigine because it didn't seem to help, and actually seemed to increase seizures. Oh, it was awful. We were so very close to taking our poor boy to the hospital because we thought he was in Status.
One night I counted 7 Tonic Clonic seizures in his sleep and countless absence, it was extremely upsetting. What was even more frightening was the development of new seizures, which were probably Complex Partials. Our son would wake from sleeping and stare off into the distance, completely unresponsive and then look terrified of whatever he was staring at. A few times he screamed in fear. It was heartbreaking to watch and then hear him talk later about seeing something scary. He would ask, "When is this going to end"?
Since he's stopped taking the Lamotrigine, he's also stopped having his "scary" seizures. No one misses those ones.
Well, I was feeling pretty good that we were down 2 meds, but there was another that we were leery to begin in the first place...the hydrocortisone. Hello, it's a steroid in an 8 year olds body...not good. He gained probably 15 lbs within 6-8 weeks, his blood pressure was increasing along with mood swings. We were working with the assumption that he had an autoimmune condition, and a steroid should have cut seizures down drastically. It did not.
As much as these medications can do good, they can also do harm. It is a huge relief to not give them to our son any more. However, when so many medications are taken away there is usually another to take their place. Our newest, and possibly last medication option: Topiramate, otherwise known as Topamax.


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The short version to the question "Why Do Minimalist Cross Training?" is meaningful training with minimal equipment. I believe the biggest obstacles to maintaining any fitness plan are having a place to train that's close, convenient, cheap, and free of people watching you train.
I've never had a serious weight problem or been seriously out of shape. That doesn't mean that I like to work out around other people. In fact, I hate working out around other people. Especially people that I don't know. It isn't a lack of confidence. I've been in the military in one form or the other for a long time. I've achieved a rank that puts we in charge of lots of people. I'm also a teacher, coach, and in leadership positions at work. I'm also fairly athletic. I can hang with just about anyone my age and many people younger than me in just about any sport. I have no reason to not be confident about myself.
I just don't like the feeling that people are watching me and criticizing me. I also don't like the gym environment and all the testosterone that comes with it. I don't have to lift more weight or have bigger muscles than anyone else in the gym to feel like a real man.
So I do minimalist cross training because I always have a place to work out, I can work out any time I want to, it doesn't cost me a dime, and I don't have to worry about who is watching me. It's also a lot of fun because I'm free to do anything I want to.
I mean, what's better than coming home and being in your gym as soon as you walk in the door?


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August 5, 1928 ~ September 10, 2016
Dean R. Perkins, son of Joseph and Mary Ann Perkins, roared into this world on August 5, 1928, in Montpelier, Idaho. Entrepreneur, raconteur, ski racer, motocross racer, rock climber, pilot, sailor, father, grandfather, mentor and friend. Dean's accomplishments were only surpassed by his kindness, his generosity, his infectious laugh, the twinkle in his eye when he told a joke and his ability to light up a room. Dean lived large and left a wealth of wonderful memories for all that were lucky to have had him touch their lives.
After having moved with his family to Ogden at an early age, Dean started his racing career riding the rope tow and slashing through the willow branches that made up the first race courses at Snow Basin. Those early training runs led him to the Weber State and University of Utah ski teams (and tennis teams) and more than a few podiums. Among his earlier successes were several first places, including numerous U.S. National Championships in both the downhill and giant slalom. Dean was a member of the U.S. FIS World Cup Team in 1950 and 1951. It was during these years that Dean discovered his spiritual home in the Wood River Valley of Idaho where he maintained a second home for much of his life. Sun Valley and the friends he made there always held a special place in his heart. Dean was on training for the 1952 Olympics when he was drafted into the U.S. Army during the Korean Conflict. He was selected for the U.S. Army Ski Team and raced throughout Europe, including several post-Olympic races with the U.S. Olympic Ski Team. More podiums followed in the Downhill, the Slalom and Alpine Combined.
Dean returned to Ogden in 1955 and opened Perkins Ltd, a specialty clothier and sporting goods store. For over 25 years, he was also a manufacturer's rep for Roffe and Demetre Ski Wear, covering nine states in the Mountain West and Midwest, where he played a key role in helping the brands become two of the top ski clothing lines in the United States. Dean also started the Perkins Ltd. Ski School, teaching thousands of people, young and old, to ski and love the sport. He served on the board of the Western Winter Sports Representatives Association. His numerous regional, national and international titles and podiums, his significant commercial contributions to the Utah, Idaho and Intermountain ski industry, and his impact on ski instruction make him one of the West's true sports legends. In 2013, Dean was a deserving inductee into the Intermountain Ski Hall of Fame of the Alf Engen Museum in Park City. Last year, the American West Center and the Marriott Library Special Collections Department at the University of Utah asked Dean to share his story as part of its permanent oral history project of Snow Basin and the development of skiing in Utah.
Among his other accomplishments, Dean climbed the three highest peaks in the Tetons, played tournament tennis in Europe, raced motorcycles, catamarans and a Porsche Speedster on the SCCA circuit. Dean loved his Harleys and the culture of road bikes. He longed for the open road and the perfect stretch of curving blacktop. He thought that riding was the closest thing to skiing and that skiing was the closest thing to flying. He cherished his biker friends and traveled the highways, byways and roadhouses with them from Red Lodge to Four Corners to Sturgis. Nobody could ride that bike like Dean. We will miss his grace and unbounded optimism. He had a spirituality that came from the sense that he was the luckiest guy in the world. Almost to the end, when asked, he would say with that great smile "If I was any better, I would be twins".
Travel safely, Perk, and keep the shiny side up. We love you. Please watch over us.
Dean is survived by his children Kelly (Scott) Buehler and Deano Perkins, his former wife, Janet Bell Riger, and many nephews, nieces and grandchildren that adored him. He was proceeded in death by his parents and two sisters, Genice Roghaar and Fern Grabar.
Funeral services will be held Wednesday, September 21, 2016, at 11:30 a.m. at Leavitt's Mortuary, 836 36th Street, Ogden, Utah. The family will meet visitors Tuesday, September 20, 2016, from 6:00 to 8:00 p.m. at Leavitt's Mortuary and on Wednesday, prior to services from 10:00 to 11:15 a.m. A celebration of Dean's life will follow the service in the mountains where he learned to fly.
Interment at Washington Heights Memorial Park.
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Anomax Invents a Super Energy Efficient 100-watt LED Light Bulb That Uses Only 12 Watts of Power
Anomax's energy efficient lights pair their patent pending IPCHS substrate technology (a low cost metal-core board with circuits directly plated on alumina) with off-the-shelf LED diodes. Anomax names this break-through technology LMR for Light Made Right.
H.A. Chan, Director of Anomax, states, "Today's LED bulbs' bottleneck is their extremely low heat transfer (3W/mK) board that overheats the LED diodes and greatly lowers the light output. That's why brighter than 60-watt LED bulbs exist only in R&D labs and are very expensive to produce. The very high thermal transfer (30 W/mK) of IPCHS enables efficient power-to-light conversion, improving energy use by almost 50%."
In comparison, 90W of a 100-watt incandescent bulb is wasted producing heat. A 100-watt CFL uses 23W but contains harmful mercury in fragile glass-tubes that breaks and inevitably introduces mercury into our food chain. A 100-watt LMR bulb uses only 12W, HALF that of a CFL and as an LED based light, LMR is totally Green. At other light-output levels, LMR bulbs consistently use only half the energy of CFLs.


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An Irish newspaper has mistaken Stormzy for new Manchester United striker Romelu Lukaku.
The Herald ran a photo of the grime star with the headline: "Lukaku is ready for work."
The Belgian forward, 24, has completed his £75m move to Manchester United after passing a medical.
Photos of him in his new club's official kit hadn't been released earlier, so the newspaper in Ireland decided to use an old picture of him.
Trouble is, it was actually Stormzy – who's a Manchester United fan.
That awkward moment when you mistake Stormzy for Lukaku.
/@graemetighe http://pic.twitter.com/2bwnctiR2q
— Andrew Bloch (@AndrewBloch) July 10, 2017
Stormzy has reacted to the mistake, and it's safe to say he isn't impressed.
I don't find none of this funny btw 🤷♂don't wanna sound like the party pooper who missed the joke…
— #GSAP (@Stormzy1) July 10, 2017
The Irish Herald has apologised for the mistake
.Hi @RomeluLukaku9, we owe you a very sincere apology https://t.co/ntHGweV9pq
— The Herald (@HeraldNewsdesk) July 10, 2017
Apology: Picture error in today's Herald https://t.co/ntHGweV9pq http://pic.twitter.com/kf6J8IXnKO
— The Herald (@HeraldNewsdesk) July 10, 2017
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A Thanksgiving story
I love all the cold weather holidays. For me they're always very family-oriented. Both of my parents came from very large families, my mother has 8 siblings and my father has 6. This meant celebrations like Thanksgiving were always big events. Every year my family would actually attend 3 separate parties, one for my mom's family, one for my dad's family, and one with friends.
One of the things I looked forward to every year was going to the party on my dad's side of the family. My grandmother made the best stuffing and she would only make it on Thanksgiving. It went perfect with the turkey and the mashed potatoes and gravy. It was bread-y and herb-y and just delicious and her own secret recipe.
One year, my dad's family decided to do a non-traditional Thanksgiving and ditched the turkey and cranberry sauce and all the fixings... including my beloved stuffing. My grandmother knew how much I loved it so the next week she invited me over and made it for me.
I never asked her for the stuffing recipe nor did I ever ask her to teach me how to make it because like many great cooks (and she definitely was a great cook) it was all up in her head without exact measurements... she just knows how much of each ingredient goes into each dish.
It was common knowledge in our family to never give our grandmother a cookbook and never ask her for a recipe. Giving her a cookbook was the ultimate offense--basically, to her, it meant that we thought she wasn't a good enough cook and needed guidance. The recipes, on the other hand, without knowing the exact measurements came out like: "Mix some water with a lot of flour and a little salt and herbs and bake until done."
Fast forward to maybe my Junior year of College. It was November and Kevin and I were either attending a Thanksgiving party on campus or throwing one of our own... but, we both were cooking some food. He decided on stuffing and I told him about my grandmother's delicious version and how I needed to have it every year. He told me he was going to make it from a box and that he thought I would enjoy the boxed brand as well. I doubted it.
So, we make our food and have our party and I take a scoop of stuffing onto my plate. It had a similar look and consistency to my grandmother's with all the crumbly bread bits and herbs. I took a bite and pleased said, "This tastes like my grandmother's stuffing!" Kevin laughed and I continued eating.
A few days later, I was at my dad's party and there on the table was my beloved food. I looked at it closely and it actually looked exactly like the version Kevin made. "Weird" I thought to myself.
I tasted it... and it tasted like it always did and it also tasted like Kevin's. Flustered, I made my way into the kitchen, marched over to my grandmother and confronted her, "How do you make your stuffing?"
She looked at me and said, "I thought you knew... I always made it from the box." And she pointed to the stove and sitting there was the same box of stuffing Kevin had introduced me to.
She shrugged and added, "All I have to do is add water."
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First published on Marisa Wikramanayake's website: Amanda Curtin's book Elemental was officially launched on May 30 in Perth. It has been available for almost two months now and I had the pleasure of interviewing her for this profile feature piece in April when I got sent a review copy in the mail. A book from … Continue reading
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Rob Kennedy interviews Susan Hawthorne about the life and need for Spinifex Press Over 22 years ago, at the end of 1990, Susan Hawthorne and Renate Klein went on holidays to Kakadu. One afternoon they started talking about publishing, and within a short time, they decided to have a go at running their own press. … Continue reading


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Artist Qhama Maswana talks about inspiration behind his hyper-real art
by: Buntu Mgwelo - 21 April 2017
Eastern Cape artist, Qhama Maswana has an incident that left him with two broken legs to thank for his career. The artist says that when he was growing up in King Williams Town, he broke his legs when a ton of bricks fell on him while he was playing outside. He had to spend three...Read more


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UK counter-extremism agenda: 'Safeguarding' as routine punishment and collective self-policing
The Home Office programme 'Prevent Violent Extremism' has had mounting criticism, especially in the run-up to becoming statutory last year. Nevertheless its measures are being expanded, supposedly to safeguard vulnerable individuals. Why? What drives the agenda? What implications for a counter-strategy? These questions are addressed by Les Levidow in this article, based on his talk at the IHRC's Islamophobia conference held on 10th December.
The Home Office programme 'Prevent Violent Extremism' has had mounting criticism and overt opposition, especially in the run-up to becoming statutory last year (NUS, NUT, UCU, all 2015). In people's experience, the key term 'extremist' has been triggered by a wide, racist range of indicators. Frequently targeted are Muslims who criticise UK foreign policy (Kundnani, 2009; Mohammed and Siddiqui, 2014), especially Israel (e.g. Hooper, 2015, Tickle, 2014; OSJI, 2016: 86-89).
The trigger has been widened to potentially any protest, thus highlighting the extremist, anti-democratic role of 'prevent' measures. A local authority has unintentionally parodied the programme as follows: 'The Counter Terrorism Local Profile for York and North Yorkshire highlights the key risks to York as evidence of activity relating to Syria, presence of the Kurdistan Worker's Party (PKK), anti-Israeli/pro-Palestinian activity, hunt saboteurs, animal rights, anti-fracking and extreme right wing activity' (BBC, 2016). As it further explained, 'since 2010, local authorities monitor any activities where there is potential for community tension'. The 'potential' readily becomes a self-fulfilling prophecy through preventive measures.
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Marian Wright Edelman + Dr. Gary W. Harper + Trudee Abel-Peterson + Ernie Allen + Larry Wooldridge + Passion + Action = National Safe Place Community Catalysts and HEROES for Youth! Read more about these Heroes/Sheroes of NSP.
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I loved this fat quarter bundle I found at Cotton' Pickins. What a very nice quilt shop and Bernina dealer. Isn't this fresh and clean looking fabric?
Stash Busting - Week 38
Added this week: 7.5yards
Added Year to Date: 179.269 yards
Used this Week: 0 yards
Used year to Date: 6.291 yards
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You can't see stars in New York. Well, you can see Claire Danes walking her dog, but that's not the kind of star-sighting that inspires a person to contemplate the universe. Instead we have a skyline. A beautiful, awe-inspiring skyline, no doubt about it. And if you are lucky enough to have access to a view, you can gaze upon it and think about your future. "I'm here, New York City!" you can call out to Manhattan. "I'm here to stay!!!" But the sky against which those awesome buildings scrape boasts only an occasional night flight into JFK. No stars, shooting or otherwise.
And I wonder if that does something to us, we city people. I wonder if it makes us feel so much more important than we are. A skyline is intimidating, but somehow conquerable. The vast, infinite curtain of light that is a summer night sky over a skittish mountain lake, on the other hand, can make a person take pause. Because even if you can get a same-day reservation at Il Mulino or you are a regular attendee of Paris Fashion Week, or you have seventeen Rolexes and a wife who looks like she belongs in a calendar hanging on the wall of a car repair shop, put in the context of infinity, no one is that much of a big shot.
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Friday, August 07, 2009
Suburbia was marketed at its inception as an exclusive, banded enclave for "desirable" inhabitants. We separate things into unlike categories, we surround ourselves with people who we identify as being like us. So we snuggle into our white protestant suburb or jewish suburb or black suburb or italian suburb. We have our own social gatherings; we hope and expect our children to marry from within. We exclude; we are excluded. We are comfortable with that. Crossing these boundaries of difference instills an anxiety in the community, for the insulated as well as for the trespasser.
This is the subject of John Hughes' films. They were funny and touching and entertaining, but more than that, they explored the thrill and anxiety of breaking down boundaries, between childhood and adulthood, cool and uncool, rich and poor, city and suburb. Are the rules of exclusion that cause a white woman to call the police when she sees a black man trying to enter a house in a wealthy white neighborhood any different than the sociological breakdown of a high school cafeteria? Stay Where You Belong, that's how our society would prefer us to behave. But the characters in Hughes' film perforate those borders; they will not allow themselves to be banded.
Consider the following scene from Pretty and Pink. To ask Andie out for the first time, Blaine leaves his friends, the rich kids who eat inside, and steps out to a courtyard where Andie and her friends eat lunch. Out in the courtyard, Blaine is greeted with a general hostility, and he is visibly self-conscious.
Andie: Is this your first time out here?Blaine: Yeah. I don't think I'm very popular out here.Andie: I don't know. You're just fine inside...
Or The Breakfast Club, wherein five high school students are removed from the daily pressure to stay in their own circles, and discover the meaninglessness of those differentiations.
You see us as you want to see us: in the simplest terms, in the most convenient definitions. You see us as a brain, an athlete, a basket case, a princess and a criminal. Correct? That's how we saw ourselves at seven o'clock this morning. We were brainwashed.
During the rest of the week it is the differences between these kids that defines them. On Saturday, in the library, with no one else around they realize that they have more uniting them than dividing them.
I wrote a paper about Suburbia as a location for 80's movies that I will post here.
In the meantime, John Hughes, rest in peace. And here's some Duckie for all of us. Sigh.
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Oh. Hello, there. Nice to see you. Can I..help you out of that suit jacket? It seems rather restraining… OH!. Anyways. Ahem.
Cary accepted his award last night during the Emmys and the internet went crazy with thirst.
Twitter appreciation for hunky Fukunaga's acceptance speech started pouring in minutes after his appearance on the Emmys stage.
"I am ROLLING at the Cary Fukunaga thirst on my timeline. We are all in this together," wrote one enamored fan via Twitter.
"Cary Fukunaga thirst all over my TL like whoa," added another Emmys watcher.
He apparently dated Michelle Williams for a minute back in 2011. He's not helping us with shit like this, though:
Speaking in the past of his romantic prowess, Fukunaga revealed, "I've written immense love letters that are supposed to be opened over days at a time. I used to always make art for girls. That was the thing I did for girls to like me. I did portraits, drawings, letters that formed outlines of significant things in our relationship. Art. I just used art in general. It usually worked."
Everyone is swooning. SWOONING.


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You can only get dengue fever by being bitten by an infected mosquito. These mosquitoes tend to bite the most during dusk and dawn. I'm not sure why. Rest assured though, Guinness and I don't go outside till well into the 10 AM time slot. As for dusk, I'm usually in the house or on the MRT. I'm not really an "outdoorsy" kind of girl, especially in a country with killer mosquitoes.
Just how big of a problem is it? It's pretty big. Hundreds of Singaporeans contract dengue fever each year. It usually gives you flu-like symptoms or even a skin rash. Sometimes it can develop into dengue haemorrhagic fever which causes internal bleeding of organs and such. Great.
Since the country is a very humid and rainy mosquito haven, the government has launched many many ads to get you to dump standing water in and around your home...and to scare the dengue out of you.
They play these ads on TV and in movie theatres everywhere. Here's one of the ads that I found on YouTube. There's also ads on buses, MRT ads and huge billboards in Singapore urging you to "STOP DENGUE".
This is one of the really terrifying ads that are out and about in Singapore.
While I think it's a little over the top, I'd agree that it's pretty damn effective.
Now, I'm not only scared of the snakes in Singapore. I'm scared of all things that crawl, jump and fly. Even the ants bite the crap out of you here.
The insects are pissed in Singapore.


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I'm in Boulder, Colorado…
Isn't that fun? And it's election day here and one of the issues is whether or not the Coloradans should ban gay marriage.
Anyway, I'm waiting to register for a conference and it's a fab day outside so I may go for a wee ramble.
(God, that was the most dull post I've ever done, but my brain is a bit zonked after a ten hour flight from London and three very stupid movies.)


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NorthEdge Capital has sold energy technology provider Utiligroup to US-based Energy Services Group (ESG), which is backed by Accel-KKR.
The vendor has generated a gross 5.7x return on investment.
As part of the deal, NorthEdge will reinvest alongside Accel-KKR.
NorthEdge initially backed Utiligroup in a management buyout in June 2014. Since then turnover has increased by more than 200 per cent.
The company employs around 220 staff and provides services to more than 40 UK energy suppliers.
This is the fifth exit from NorthEdge's maiden fund, for which it raised £225m.


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Another Halloween has passed. I really thought Noah was done with the whole trick or treating thing. He is 13, almost 14, after all. But he had a couple of friends from school that decided at the last minute to go around to a few houses. He just wore all black and put on a scream mask. I told him he could go as long as he had a costume. He got quite a bit of candy. I just stayed home and passed out candy to the cute neighborhood kids. We also did a couple of fun Halloween things. We decided to paint pumpkins instead of carve them this year. It really didn't make it any less messy but it was fun to try something new. We painted a Mike and Sully from Monsters Inc. Mike turned out pretty good but Sully was hard and is barely recognizable. It was fun though. We also went to Hee Haw Farms and did the haunted hayride. We have done it the last couple of years and Noah really likes it .
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Saturday, February 14, 2009
A Valentine Card for You
Posted by Amy at 10:49 AM
1 comments:
- Lars said...
Uh...thanks! ha ha
This is SO your sense of humor. And so I must say go see "New in Town" the movie with Renee Zellweger and Harry Connick, Jr. We went on Valentine's and the audience was almost falling out of their seats laughing...including us!
- February 16, 2009 at 2:40 PM
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The Humor Code: A Global Search for What Makes Things Funny by Peter McGraw
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
Well, that certainly turned out better than expected. What starts out as sounding like a bad joke, a college professor and a journalist wanting to find out what makes things funny, ends up being a truly interesting book. It is part science, part road-trip humor, and one-hundred percent heart.
After some initial research, the comedy researching authors set out to test the Benign Violation Theory, which crosses inappropriate humor without going over the socially-acceptable line. You can see this in action on Pete's (I feel like we're on a first-name basis after reading the book) TEDx talk on YouTube. Yet, thanks to their travels, everything is in context. In other words, a raunchy joke may grab a ton of laughs from some drink-sodden attendees in a comedy club, but not so much at Sunday morning mass.
I appreciated the comparison between Sarah Silverman type of humor and Jerry Seinfeld type of humor. The authors go on to elaborate other popular humor methods such as that found on The Onion and Jon Stewart. And it doesn't stop there—not by a long shot. I was surprised about the amount of books cited, both in direct quotation and in footnotes. I'm not sure if everything was as described, such as their interview that caused Louis C.K. offense, but most of it seemed of merit.
Each chapter is broken down by the authors' stop around the globe. These guys stopped off at Los Angeles, New York, and even Palestine (Humor in Palestine? Yes.). The beginning was an awesome whirlwind of silly and embarrassing experiments that were motivated by research and guidance. When we got to the Amazon (world location, not the website) dressed as clowns, it felt like the book needed to wrap-up. It was a bit over-extending.
The end of the book was to conclude with the authors presenting their learnings at the largest international comedy festival Just for Laughs, located in Montreal. And they did. But that's where they finally won me over, not in the comedy, but in the heart-touching moments of realization. While we are all different, we all have a united theme.
So yes, this book is an excellent resource on humor. There are plenty of additional resources and research to follow-up with. And yes, this book was funny. There are plenty of laugh-out-loud moments. And yes, this book offers a ton of heart.
Thank you to Simon & Schuster for providing me with a review copy of this book.
Check out this book on Amazon (the website, not the world location) and its other reviews: The Humor Code: A Global Search for What Makes Things Funny


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Thorough testing on my part has proven that Windows 7 can not receive large files, approximately anything larger than 225 KB, from some Bluetooth devices. In this case, my Nokia 6301 can not send to the "fsquirt.exe" utility on Windows 7. I tested this with 3 different machines running Windows 7 (6.01.7600), two laptops with built-in bluetooth and a desktop using a bluetooth dongle. The error message offers no clue as to why or what happened. All it says is "Bluetooth file transfer not completed" "The transfer was cancelled by the Bluetooth device or Bluetooth enabled computer." However, the Nokia 6301 has no problem receiving large multi-megabyte files from a PC running Windows 7.
The Nokia 6301 is also able to send/receive large files to other devices (phones, PDA's), and computers running Windows XP, Vista, or Mac OS X.
On the other hand, Windows 7 was able to receive files over bluetooth from other bluetooth-enabled devices, including: computers running Windows XP and Windows 7, an HTC device running Windows Mobile 5.0, and a Sony Ericsson slider-type Walkman cellphone.
I am confounded as to why Windows 7 can not receive large files from my Nokia cellphone while it is able to receive smaller files from it.
Additionally, the fsquirt bluetooth transfer program in Windows Vista shows the transfer rate; now in Windows 7, you don't get anything indicating the speed of the transfer.
Saturday, October 31, 2009
New annoyances: Windows 7 and Bluetooth enabled devices.
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Looking back at my posts, I realize that most of my posts have been about sewing or my various adventures into the past. Preparation for Greenfield Village took precedence, and my research on hair jewelry stopped. I decided to try again, this time with the knowledge that I will probably do something wrong.
Through my research and practice, I've found three main styles that I will try to produce. The skill necessary to reproduce them depends on the tools and my fingers.
Palette work
Hair Flowers/Wreath
I've researched and tried all three with different levels of success. I decided to try braiding, and it was suggested by hairwork.com that I try a kumi-himo stand. Kumi-Himo is a Japanese braiding technique that is eerily similar to Victorian hairwork. I found a foam version of the table that is easier to carry around.
Next I installed by Art of Hairwork 1867 by Mark Campbell into my computer. The disc was completely saturated in water at one point, but it still works. The ebook is available for free here.
At first I followed the directions exactly for the Square Chain Braid minus the wire inside...
TAKE sixteen strands, eighty hairs in a strand, and place on table like pattern. Commence at A, take Nos. 1, — one in each hand — lift them over the table, one on each side of the mold, and lay them between Nos. 1 at B, and bring back the Nos. 2 from B, one on each side of the mold, and lay them between Nos. 2 at A ; then go to C, lift Nos. 1 over between Nos. 1 at D, passing one strand each side of the mold, and bring back Nos. 2 from D, and lay between Nos. 2 at C. Then you are through the braid, ready to commence at A, as at first, and repeat until finished. Braid this over a mold, made of small wire, with a hole in one end like the eye of a needle, so as to draw a small cord in the place of the wire. When you have it braided, take off the weights, tie the ends fast on the wire, and push the braid tight together ; then boil in water about ten minutes, and take it out and put in an oven as hot as it will bear without burning, until quite dry ; then slip it off the wire on to the cord, sew the ends of the braid so it will not slip, and put a little shellac on the end to keep it fast. If you want it elastic, use elastic cord. To vary the size of the braid, vary the number of hairs in a strand.
Also notice I practiced with thread instead of hair. Until I have the pattern memorized, I will be working with something easier!
The first few rotations, I thought it looked funny. I discarded the directions and continued the pattern, this time going in a complete circle from A to D. The results were stunning! I have a feeling that I will be constantly disregarding the directions and just going by instinct.
I plan to keep practicing this one braid until it is perfect! There are others challenging braids that I want to try too. Like this one:
It's going to be a long summer...thank goodness!


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Although an official plan for the George W. Bush Presidential Library isn't approved yet, organizers did leak some details Monday of their upcoming proposal.
One of the big ideas for the library is to include an IMAX theater. The proposals main push will be divided into two main branches. Planners say because the Bryan College Station area already houses the George H. Bush library, it has proven itself to be a worthy and viable location. The groups other big push will be the strong desire of the community to have George W. Bush library.
Unlike other groups, Bryan College Station plans to introduce more than one location for the library. Also in the proposal will be a link between President George W. Bush and a new school of public policy at Texas A&M University.


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Quote:GazzBut said:I dont understand why you think there would be tears in libbie land??
Quote:luvdemshrooms said:Not much surprise there. How could it not be better.There's most likely a lot-o-tears in libbie land over this.
Quote:blacksabbathrulz said:Then why were liberals against the war, it helped far more people than it hurt.
Quote:silversoul7 said:Quote:luvdemshrooms said:Not much surprise there. How could it not be better.There's most likely a lot-o-tears in libbie land over this. I think that anyone who would prefer more suffering rather than less is not worthy of the title "liberal."
Quote: I cant speak for all "libbies" but I said all along that a pleasant side effect of the war in iraq would be that the Iraqi's may end up better off..
Quote: Are you pretending that was the reason Blair and Bush wanted to go to war in the first place?
Quote: That's debatable.
Quote:luvdemshrooms said: Quote: That's debatable. Your definition of debatable seems..... odd.
Quote:EchoVortex said:Because that's what the war in Iraq was all about, right? Helping people.
Quote:EchoVortex said:I have no doubt that a majority of Iraqis are better off now than they were under Saddam's regime. I'm very happy for them.That of course doesn't address the fact that 10,000 Iraqis died to buy them that better life, yet I suppose if you want to pick up the utilitarian line of argument the death of 10,000 may just be balanced out by the increased well-being of millions. But then again you seem to have nothing but contempt for utilitarianism, so I'm not sure where exactly you're going with this.One thing to keep in mind: the war in Iraq is going to wind up costing at least $200 Billion. The World Bank has estimated that providing clean water to the 1.1 billion people in the world who don't have access to it would cost $165 billion. That would be a measure that would save tens of thousands of lives and improve the quality of life for over a billion people, at a substantial savings over the Iraq war.Because that's what the war in Iraq was all about, right? Helping people.
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Colour challenge 120
I made this for Colour challenge 120 on Splitcoast. The challenge was a farewell to Cool Caribbean...sniff sniff. I love this colour...so sad to see it go. Rest assured I will still be using it for pesonal cards and use. The colour challenge was for cool Caribbean, marigold morning and pretty in pink. I inked up the vases in vogue for the first time, and I love it. so sweet and simple. This is a new level 3 hostess set from the new catty.
Stamps: Vases in vogue, dotted bg. Inks: basic black, cool caribbean and more mustard (had to substitute the mustard ink as I do not have marigold in the ink pad). CS: marigold morning, cool caribbean, pretty in pink, basic black and whisper white. Access: dimensionals, black grosgrain ribbon, paper piercer and mat pack.
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Onsi Sawiris - Orascom (Businessperson, Egypt)
Syllabus of the Subject: Onsi Sawiris (Orthodox Coptic Christian).
Sample of the Subject: Onsi Sawiris (Egyptian Orthodox Businessman)
Hispano-African University of International Business
Description of the Subject (Higher Education, e-learning): Onsi Sawiris (Egyptian Businessman)
In this study we introduce the four members of the Egyptian Family Sawiris, all they Coptic Christians (Orthodox); they have founded the Orascom Group, the first Egyptian multinational. Unfortunately, many of them have had to leave Egypt after the Arab Spring.
Corporate social responsibility
Nassef Onsi Sawiris, was born in Egypt in 1961, today is the Managing Director (CEO) of Orascom Construction Industries, and he is a major owner of Lafarge
Onsi Sawiris belongs to the East African Economic Area (African Civilisation).
Religions and business - African Business People - Egyptian: Tarek Talaat Moustafa, Hassan Abdalla, and Mohamed Mansour
(c) EENI- Business School & Hispano-African University of International Business


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I left my knitting in my husband's vehicle. Not just one project but many…pretty much all the ones I have been working on or wanted to pick up again in my knitting bag….and most of my needles. I am at a loss, what am I to do when my fingers are itching to knit. I might just have to fold laundry….I have seriously been avoiding that, I guess its time to fold, not knit.
Two biros and a bit of string! You can make it, we believe in you!


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Happy Mother's Day to my mom and ALL the great moms I know. Hope you enjoy your day.
WOW! What a great couple of weeks it's been here at Redwood's. Jocelyn Green's post were AMAZING and I thank her from the bottom of my heart for all her great posts, great guest hosting and hard work.
The WINNER of Jocelyn's book Widow of Gettysburg is Marissa!! I'll be e-mailing you to let you know how to claim your prize.
And-- we have another great week coming up! I'm so excited!!
For you this week:
Friday: I Need a Medical Condition! And I give this author some ideas. Another one of my favorite things to do.
I'll also be up at Colorado Christian Writers Conference this week May 15-18th serving as faculty so if you're there be sure to come up and say "hi". It was one of my first conferences and I LOVE it (four appointments for attendees!) and am so excited to be serving there this year.
AND-- on May 19th I'll be participating in Douglas County Libraries Author Showcase! Starts at 2:00pm at Parker Library in Parker, CO. Would love to see some of you there. Registration is required.
Hope your week is as awesome as mine will be!
I KNOW-- too many exclamation points.