text:
Dallah Subaika Hotel, Makkah Saudi Arabia
AL Hajlah, Ibrahim Al Khalil Street, facing the Holy Haram and only 45 minutes drive from the Airport.
Limousine service to and from King Abdulaziz International Airport and to Madinah Al-Munawara on request at a minimal fee.
Dallah Subaika Hotel Makkah has 113 Deluxe Guest Rooms, majority of rooms facing the Holy Haram. All rooms have individually controlled air-conditioning, private bath/shower, color TV, direct dial telephone, kitchen, mini fridge and a stunning view directly to the Holy Mosque. Elegant Lobby Lounge.
Available 24 hours In-Room Dining.
Featuring Oriental and International cuisine. Groups may be seated together.


text:
Religion Clothing are a global fashion brand and we are extremely happy to be working with them.
The team at Religion Clothing required some extra functionality to be added to the store enabling the store to be used fully in certain countries. This meant us adding geolocation to the site which would target shipping, currency and marketing pages to specifically set countries giving total control over a multi-store eCommerce solution.
We have also helped with email campaigns as well as supported their team when analysing data captured by Google Analytics, implemented security updates along with various UX tweaks to enhance the website and increase conversion rates.
We are also extremely pleased that Religion Clothing also decided to move their website over to one of our Dedicated hosting platforms too.
Website: www.religionclothing.com
- Ecommerce
- Hosting
- PHP/MySQL

subset: commoncrawl


text:
Monday, May 16, 2011
Forgotten Borough in Philadelphia on May 21!
We're taking Forgotten Borough on the road to Philadelphia! (Well, technically, I live here now, but it's still a two-hour trip from Queens!) If you're in the area, come to our special event at Robin's Books and Moonstone Arts Center on Saturday, May 21 at 4 p.m. for readings by RON HOGAN, BUZZ POOLE, and editor NICOLE STEINBERG!
By the way, this event is FREE! Robin's Books and Moonstone Arts Center is located at 110A S. 13th Street in Center City, Philadelphia. For more information about the event and our readers, visit our Facebook event page.
Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)


text:
Naturally Fermented Pineapple Ginger Soda (Makes 50 Ounces)
48oz Pineapple Juice (canned will work, but it should just be pineapple!)
0.5-1oz Ginger Juice (freshly pressed please!)
¼ cup Active Ginger Bug
1. In a large pitcher with a spout, pour the pineapple juice.
2. Mix in the ginger juice a little at a time, and taste until you like it. If you accidentally add too much ginger, you can add more pineapple juice or dilute with some water. Work slowly and carefully!
3. Add the ¼ cup ginger bug, mix well and pour into tightly lidded jars. Leave at least an inch of space in a mason jar, 3-4 inches in a flip-top. Close and let it ferment for 1-3 days. Check daily, because mine is always super fizzy in less than one! Once fizzy, move to fridge.
Enjoy it cold but open carefully! Mine always bubbles over! Let me know if you like this flavor…I'll be sharing some more of my personal favorites in the coming weeks.
Featured in the Paleo AIP Roundtable @ Phoenix Helix.
PAID ENDORSEMENT DISCLOSURE: In order for me to support my blogging activities, I may receive monetary compensation or other types of remuneration for my endorsement, recommendation, testimonial and/or link to any products or services from this blog.


text:
Are you ready for a feel-good story? Get ready to grab the tissues. Recently, James Dutton took to Twitter for a special request. The dad tweeted out, "Does anyone have or know of anyone who may still have this VHS? My severely autistic son Thomas has written it on his Xmas list…please let me know!"
James Dutton on Twitter
Does anyone have or know of anyone who may still have this VHS? My severely autistic son Thomas has written it on his Xmas list...please let me know!
Attached to the social media post was a photo of Postman Pat's Prize Postbag. The character is from a British stop-motion series, which follows a postman on his deliveries.
Within moments, the Ruislip, London local has thousands of retweets. Especially when his brother who, according to HuffPost, has over 10K followers decided to spread the message. His message to find this particular VHS spread like wildfire. People throughout Europe were attempting to locate a copy of the episode.
According to HuffPost UK, James said, "I didn't imagine when I posted my original tweet yesterday that it would gain quite so much momentum. My son Thomas loved watching 'Postman Pat' as well as many of the other children's characters when he was smaller."
- on Twitter
@jdutton69 I might have this on VHS, I'll ask my parents to have a look in my collection and if so I'll happily donate it for your son's Christmas present ☺
Jamie / 40 / I AM YOUNGER! on Twitter
@jdutton69 @hollyearl_ I did have it at my grandmas I will ask the to look into the attic for you! If I can find it it's yours!
The father continued, "Now he is always watching them on YouTube but loves having the old VHS boxes as well. He's been obsessed since he was 18 months old."
If you look through the Twitter responses, people offered to check attics, Grandma's house, and even contact Cbeebies – the network of the television series.
Jill on Twitter
@jdutton69 I have a copy!! Replied on your other tweet but not sure if it'll get lost amongst so many replies. Our box of old videos was in the hall on the way to the charity shop after a clear out of the loft at the weekend!
James received a lot of responses, but it was one Twitter user named Jill who came to the rescue. She replied, "I have a copy!! Replied on your other tweet but not sure if it'll get lost amongst so many replies. Our box of old videos was in the hall on the way to the charity shop after a clear out of the lost at the weekend! Dm me your address & I can post it to you."
James Dutton on Twitter
@jilly284 @BrendanCole YES!!!!! Thank you SO much!!! How wonderful!x
James Dutton on Twitter
STOP PRESS!! Thanks to wonderful @jilly284 seeing a retweet from @BrendanCole a copy's been found! The response has been absolutely overwhelming and I'm so grateful to everyone for taking the time to give advice, or search in attics! The heartwarming side of human nature ❤
Thanks to Jill and the power of the internet, Thomas is going to have an amazing Christmas!
Sarah is a Hufflepuff living in NYC. When she is not traveling or talking to random animals, she is working as a script writer. Tweet her at @lumpyspacederp


text:
A fatal pedestrian accident in Greeville, North Carolina (NC), raises questions about whether and how a hit-and-run driver can be held liable for causing a wreck that leaves the victim seriously injured or dead. The wreck occurred on Belvoir Highway during the evening of November 12, 2014.
According to news reports, the crash happened while a woman was attempting to cross the road in a residential section of Pitt County. The at-fault driver may have been speeding at the time of the collision, and he did not stop after hitting the victim. He later turned himself into at a State Highway Patrol station, and troopers informed television station WITN that the man would be charged only with failing to stop after being involved in a traffic accident.
While this might appear to absolve the driver from being held liable for making compensation to the family of the deceased woman through his automobile insurance policy, North Carolina law provides a way the victim's survivors can hold the hit-and-run driver financially accountable. They could consider seeking punitive damages against the hit-and-run driver.
Punitive damages get awarded to accident vcitims or their survivors in addition to and separate from any direct compensation due for medical treatments, lost wages and pain and suffering. Collecting punitive damages generally requires showing gross negligence or extreme recklessness on the part of the person who caused the injury or death. Fleeing the scene of a traffic accident that left a person dead can be ground for establishing either of those extenuating circumstances.
Regardless of how the legal issues resulting from the deadly Greenville wreck get resolved, my Carolina wrongful death attorney colleagues and I send our condolences out to the deceased woman's friends and family members.


text:
I do not know exactly how old I was when I had this experience, but everything happened in our new home, so I must have been 11 years old, at least.
On that day I left my flat on the first floor when, all of a sudden, I heard a voice behind me. I quickly turned around but there was nobody. I cannot recall the exact words, but the voice said, in effect, that the quality of my world that I knew of was nothing compared to the one that he would be able to show me. "Nonsense" I said to myself and started to run down the stairs to the basement in a boisterous and cheerful way. There were only a few steps left when I jumped up high knocking my head against the ceiling.
The impact of this blow sent me down on my knees and I quickly passed out. I fell into a deep blackness. I remember going through a kind of black hose. At the end of it, I felt being drawn back by a mysterious force, but I resisted because I did not want to go back through that black hose again. I went forward and suddenly I found myself in a grey space.
I did not know where I was, and, looking around, I saw in some distance someone slowly coming towards me. Actually, I did not see this figure at all because there was nothing to look at. However, I sensed a grey figure being there. I definitely knew that there was someone. I said: "I have lost my way. Could you please show me the right way back?"
The next thing I knew was that I was lying on the basement floor.
I heard this extremely uncomfortable ringing noise, which gradually became more and more intense. Then the noise stopped, and, all of a sudden, I realized that a white, gauze-like material was very slowly oozing out of my head.
It took on the shape of a very long stocking and floated at a slight angle right above me. I became very embarrassed, because I did not want to be seen by anyone with this material coming out of me. Meanwhile, more and more of this gauze-like material was collecting itself under the ceiling and I could not do anything to stop it.
I did not feel any pain whatsoever in this process.
Suddenly it dawned on me that I was out of my body. It must have happened the moment this oozing stopped.
I saw a body lying on the floor, which could only belong to me.
I was shivering and I quickly wanted to return to my body and its warmth when I heard someone say:" Stop! Before going back, see what it is like outside!" However, I did not pay any attention to the voice. Although I could not see any physical body but my own, this voice was quite near. Then I heard it again, this time it was begging me very earnestly. "Please, do not go back, I beseech you. Why do you not want to discover your new faculties first? You may still go back if you do not like them."
I hesitated. After all, this voice was right. Why shouldn't I give it a try? On that the voice said quickly:" Test your mind! If you do you will discover that you can think in a way you have never experienced before."
The voice was right again. I could think very lucidly indeed, and I was able to understand very quickly with a directness that did not leave a trace of doubt.
Then I heard the voice again:" If you are willing to stay outside of your body, you will make a wonderful journey and you will see many interesting things. However, you must decide quickly! So hurry up!"
Eventually I began to consider the whole situation. It was really up to me whether I wanted to return to my body and live the life on Earth with all its limitations and with all its joy or to stay outside in this condition of clear thinking. The voice again urged me to hurry up and to tell him whether I had made up my mind.
I gave in. I decided to stay outside and I instantly realized that my body had to die, meaning total destruction by decay. I thought to myself:" How sad for my mother!"
As for me, I did not feel any regrets, because my body was now only a wrapper to me, a burden of which I freed myself the moment I had decided to stay outside.
Presently I realized that I was able to move freely about in a way I had never experienced before. I was floating right through the walls of our house[1] and up into the sky. In the distance, I saw a great shining ball, which was the sun.
I felt irresistibly attracted to it by its brightness and I wanted to go right into it. No sooner had I thought this when I hit something that catapulted me far out into blackness.
I tried once more, but it all happened again. I quickly learned that there had to be an invisible barrier that I could only approach but not overcome.
I had another go and this time I stopped right in front of this barrier in order to watch the sun, which was now shining in a reddish glow. Its size was relatively small because I had to look at it from a distance, which was determined by this invisible barrier. Nevertheless, the reddish glow of the sun did not satisfy me at all. Suddenly the voice said:" There are more lights!"
As I was looking around, I saw in the distance a multitude of other lights, which shone much brighter than the Earth's sun. I wanted to be with those lights!
Although they were far, far away, I could reach them in an instant. However, each individual light had its own effective barrier that knocked me off into the blackness again every time I tried to approach it.
Getting in contact with these barriers was very unpleasant, because every time I touched them, my whole being was violently shaken.
All of a sudden, the voice said:" Look for a single, bright light and approach it slowly."
I chose an individual light whose brightness was much greater than all the other lights around it and I approached it very carefully. I saw a huge ball burning incredibly bright.
The voice told me that it was one of the many stars that I was able to see from the Earth.
I was watching this ball for quite a long time until I could not look at it any longer.
Therefore, I withdrew into the blackness again. I began to consider my situation. I could not stay in that blackness forever. There must be a way out.
I looked around and I saw another cluster of stars that was strangely twisted. I wanted to go there but I heard the voice say:" They are all alike. Go up!" I did not know where up was, but tried all the same - with success, because I saw very far away, over the blackness, a shimmering line. I wanted to go there in spite of that incredibly long distance, but I only wanted to go to the edge of this line, because I did not know whether it had a barrier or not.
I covered the distance instantly. This time there was no barrier that would repel me.
The light came from another world. (While our world is black -with lights in it - this other world is bright).
However, I could not enter this world. I was moving around in every direction trying to figure out a passageway to this world. I soon realized that there was only one possibility: Hurling myself down this black abyss that lay right in front of me. I hesitated.
I did not have the courage to jump. But, suddenly, I heard the voice again:" There is no other way! You will have to jump! Jump! Jump!". Then I jumped.
I do not know what happened next, but I do remember very vividly that I suddenly found myself moving at a tremendous speed through a tunnel of blackness. I had entered this tunnel headfirst. My whole being was in a kind of a cylinder or pipe and I shot through this tunnel like a capsule in the tubes of a pneumatic post.
I was moving faster and faster, until I was ejected far into this new universe. The blackness was instantly substituted by a sort of dim brightness (if I may say so).
I tumbled over myself several times very vehemently until I felt being slowed down by this new world. I remember thinking:" Why are they treating me so rough?" when I felt this new world closing in on me while simultaneously the old world was retreating until I was completely taken up by this new world.
While being ejected I heard the voice shout at me:" This is your world! You do not belong to us! You have to remain in this world! Don't you ever try to come back?"
I turned around and I saw a piece of the black world, which I must have trailed behind me while being ejected, withdraw to the opening where it was finally sucked up.
The moment the old world was shut out, I was immediately taken up by the new one, so much so, that I was thoroughly convinced that I could only further exist in this new world. I had no choice anyway. The black world was gone. I was now an inseparable part of this new world.
I thought to myself:" This scoundrel of a voice! He has betrayed me by forcing me into this world. There is no way back! This is final! Hopefully, I will be able to breathe and not suffocate to death."
Therefore, I tried to breathe, but I soon found out that no breathing was necessary. I simply could exist. As long as I was in the black world, I had never thought about breathing.
As I said earlier, everything around me was dimly bright. Although it was bright, I could not see clearly. The impact of the finality of the condition I was in was overwhelming.
Although I felt being part of this new world I did not know anything about it. I felt utterly alone, betrayed, very tiny and insignificant. No other soul far and wide. I started wailing about my situation. I did not know what to do. I felt very miserable.
All right, I was able to move freely wherever I wanted to go. However, where should I go?
No one was there! No one?
Nevertheless, there were voices very far away! In fact, I heard two voices. I could hear them say, in complete disbelief, something like that," Look, look, there is a little soul! Look there is a young soul! What is he doing here? How did he come here?".
Voices in this world were actually no voices at all. Something was thought and I immediately understood what they were talking about. What I am reporting now are impressions and not the meaning of actual words. These impressions were, however, so clear that I had no doubts whatsoever.
I continued complaining that I would not know anyone in this bright world and that I had been forced to come there. The voices drew nearer. However, I could not see anybody. I simply sensed their presence, which was very fine with me. I now knew that there were beings in that world with whom I was able to communicate. Beings, however, that were simultaneously strangers, but friendly ones.
The beings urged me to go back where I had come from. I thought this very ridiculous being now a part of this new world. Moreover, even if I really wanted to go back, which was impossible, how should I proceed? In addition, even if I did succeed in finding my way back, I would not have the slightest idea where my native world, Earth, lay. Then I sensed that they wanted to force me out of this world. I became very upset and I thought:" No one can force me to leave this world. I have a right to stay here, because I am a part of it.
The two beings must have understood what I was thinking, because I could not sense their voices any longer. Then, one of the beings guided me (I do not know how) to a place that I had not seen before. The other one must have gone away calling for assistance in attempting to find the right approach of how a situation like that should be handled.
This place turned out to be a meadow with many flowers in it. It was a wonderful meadow, but I knew that it was only an image of a meadow, somehow conjured up and suspended in this new world. The being asked me to play on the meadow, but I could not. I simply did not know how.
All of a sudden, I was aware of a tiny bright light far away in the "sky" but rapidly coming nearer and nearer. It was shaped like a ball and it was indescribably bright. I tried to shade my eyes, but I did not need to. Despite its incredible brightness and brilliance, it did not dazzle me a bit!
Presently, this light stopped at a distance right above me. It was a sun about the same size as the sun of our world, but it was indescribably brighter. I kept staring at this sun wondering how a light could possess such brilliance. (The brightness of the lights in the black world was brilliant, too, but of a different nature).
Suddenly I realized that it was scrutinizing me very closely. On that, it opened up, and a beam came pouring down on me, and I heard it shouting at me:" I can destroy you if you do not tell the truth about your being here!" I answered:" But I do not know anything else but the truth!"
Then something happened that I would never, never forget. Love, pure, utter love came pouring down on me along with incredible warmth. My whole soul or being was immersed in this love. He lifted me up and gave me a kiss on my mouth. This being of light loved me deeply, infinitely deeply, and more and more intensively. I was happy! I could have stayed in this beam of love forever. If my story had been a lie, the being of light would have annihilated me. I had a clear conscience anyway, so there was no reason to fear anything.
Gradually the loving became weaker and I felt that something was wrong with me - something that made it very difficult for the light to continue with his love. He was trying not to tell me why. Finally, however, he was not able to keep it up any longer and he quickly said:" You have a smelly breath" and "You need a bath".
I received the impression that I would have to take a bath similar to that I was used to on Earth, but by dipping the whole body. It was made plain to me that this process was going to be unpleasant, but I could stop it when it became too painful for me to bear.
Although I could not comprehend the reason, I was willing to do what the being of light wanted me to do. I was lifted up and put into a red light. I closed my eyes. I could not feel anything. I did not know for how long I had been in this state. After some time, however, I realized that I was being tossed about rather rigorously. It was like being in a washing machine. I cried:" I think that is enough!"
Immediately, I was lowered down and the love and the warmth were switched off, but I still remained in this beam (or sphere).
Suddenly the sun disappeared and I saw a moon. I was in a different world. Everything was black but the moon, which was right in front of me. It was much clearer and more refulgent than the moon in our world. There was not a trace of blackness in it. The moon was surrounded by a wreath of little, bright stars. I kept staring at this shiny moon when suddenly I felt a strange sensation entering through my left eye and spreading into the deepest recesses of my brain. I was wondering about the fact that I could distinctly see the moon with my left eye that had always been weaker than my right one and I suddenly realized that right in front of me were all the answers to any questions we might have on Earth. I got very excited about this and I tried to locate the place about which I wanted to tell our scientists on Earth that they should come and see this extraordinary place.
I tried to pinpoint this place by looking at the left side of the moon and counting the little bright stars. However, in doing so I realized that they were not stars but in turn little moons.
Again, I was looking at the left side of the moon and the more I was looking the more little moons were coming up in a straight line, one little moon after the other. There was no hope of locating this place. Then I began to feel cold and I was shivering. I remembered the sun of our world, its warmth that sometimes may have been too hot but, overall, it was life-giving warmth. I desperately wanted to return to the bright, living sun. Only then did I realize that I was looking at the moon with my left eye while my right eye was closed. I wanted to open my right eye to see the sun again but I was not able to.
I wanted to leave the moon, which I was no longer interested in. I wanted to go back to the bright, living sun. I tried very hard but in vain, I even felt an extremely unpleasant pain in my head. All of a sudden, however, the moon with its black surroundings disappeared and I saw this incredible bright sun again.
Suddenly the sun started to move backwards changing its colours to a deep dark red. It kept moving back into the sky until it was a very tiny red light. (Like a point). Then it began to move very quickly. At one time I saw the bright sun on the left side and then the red sun on the right side, dancing, as it were, from left to right and from right to left.
I felt that the sun wanted to communicate with me. I thought to myself that up here the suns cannot speak but just move about and that this was their way of talking.
Then it stood still and I saw the bright sun in front of the tiny red sun. Nevertheless, I could not make out what this was all about. I regarded the whole spectacle more as a funny and entertaining act than anything else. However, it was not funny at all. I suddenly felt that I should be transferred back into the world with the shiny moon and I remembered the unpleasant pain and the cold that I had encountered there.
Suddenly I realized that the bright sun in front of me was the shiny moon and that the red sun had the moon safely under control making in fact one sun. This was the message that the sun had wanted to get across.
Then the being of light wanted to talk to me on a man-to-man basis.
He placed me on top of a high mountain where I had to sit on a large piece of rock.
I asked him why he had wanted to destroy me, and he told me that there existed also evil but very powerful and cunning beings who were his enemies with whom he had been constantly fighting. He also told me that I had to warn my world against them, and I automatically nodded in agreement. He said that his enemies had wanted to play a trick on him by using me as a kind of trap, but he had to defend this world and the black one. His world, however, would be much easier for him to defend, because the evil beings had no power in it and he had no power in the black world.
I realized having been positioned in such a way that I was able to overlook a huge stretch of clouds that were marvellously illuminated from below. Suddenly a flash of lightning whose intense light was much greater than that of the bright world, forced me to look up. Then a big bang followed, but I was totally unperturbed. At the horizon, I saw smoke bulging out of the clouds and gradually taking on the shape of a mushroom. It grew larger and larger and brighter and brighter. I was in complete awe.
Suddenly everything was gone. I heard the light call:" Look here!" I turned around, and I heard screams and I saw fire and smoke almost surrounding me. I did not comprehend what this was all about, when suddenly the light cried:" I will do everything in my power to prevent this from happening!" Then everything was over.
Again, the bright light wanted to talk about his enemies. However, I was still very impressed with what had just happened. So I thought to myself:"Oh no, not again!"
However, the light made me aware of the fact that this war had been going on for a very long time, and the evil beings had become more and more powerful, and if this continued he would not see any means of preventing them from taking over everything. He said that if the enemy had really succeeded in coming into his world, the war would have been lost. He would have been powerful enough, no doubt, to fight them off, but the war would have been lost in the long run. He was really afraid of loosing this war.
Then it was intimated to me that he needed help. I wanted to help him, and I replied:" Yes, but how?" He answered that the only way I could help him was by going back and telling my world what had happened to me.
I was completely shocked to hear him say so, because I did not want to go back. I was so depressed that I almost started to cry.
All of a sudden he asked:" Would you like to know what will become of you later on in your life?" I looked up and answered cheerfully: "Yes, I would love to".
He said:" You will become a teacher." To a certain extent I was disappointed and repeated:" A teacher? " He said:" Imagine a teacher in your world and show me what it is like being one."
I imagined, quite vividly, a teacher who was standing in front of his pupils giving lessons. The light said: "No, not that kind of teacher." I was then thinking of a university professor lecturing to his students. The light said :" Not that kind of teacher. You are going to teach the university teachers!".
I was surprised and almost could not believe it. Besides, I considered this quite difficult. I imagined a map of my world, and I saw myself in future life going from place to place, from university to university teaching the university teachers of my world.
But the light said:" No, not like that. They will come to you!". I asked:" To my house?" and he said:" Yes, imagine such a situation." I imagined our house on Earth, our living room, and I saw myself sitting on a chair opposite a stern-looking, respectable professor, trying to teach him. However, I failed. I was too embarrassed and too shy. I said:" I do not think I am clever enough to do this. Moreover, I have a speech impediment". He answered:" You will become a new type of teacher and I am going to explain it to you in a moment".
He then paused, and I looked up and saw myself lying on a hospital bed that was being pushed down a very long corridor by a member of the medical staff. I asked, slightly alarmed:"Am I being ill?". The light said:" No! Just a little bit confused. You will be taken to hospital where you will get a shot and fall into a very deep sleep". I was not worried any more, and the light said:" But let me explain this new type of teacher. You are going to teach while being in a sort of sleep. However, it will not be the kind of sleep that you know of. While being asleep, you will be able to hear and talk, and they will come to you and ask you questions".
I was deeply impressed, but also worried. So I asked:" Will I feel pain in this process?". He answered:"No, it will not hurt you".
I gradually became accustomed to the idea of becoming a teacher. So I asked:" Will they also learn their lessons?". He made a suggestive face, meaning that he was not sure about that. I asked him another question:" Will I also teach them when I am awake?". He answered:" No, you will certainly speak to them when you are awake. But what you say while being asleep will be of much more importance".
And he showed me a room in which I saw myself sitting on a chair talking to someone. I actually did not see myself neither did I see the person to whom I was speaking. Nevertheless, I definitely knew that it was I, because I was now in that room looking about. I saw a low table, books on the walls, two windows, and drapes that were moving in front of a window by a slight draught of wind.
Suddenly the room disappeared and the light said:" Before doing this, you will have to write down everything that has happened to you. Every detail of it. You will have to make a scientific report".
I said:" Of course". And the light said:" But I am afraid you will have forgotten everything". I shook my head in disbelief. But he said:" You cannot even tell me now how you came here". I could not belief him and tried to remember what had happened on Earth. However, to my great surprise, I was not able to do so. The light said:" Do not worry. A book will help you. In fact, there will be two books, but the first one will be more important. Besides, you will have many books".
Suddenly the light became quite enthusiastic and said that I was to be the first teacher of this new type, and there would be a lot more to come. I was disappointed to hear him say so. Nevertheless, the light wanted to show what it meant being the first. He asked:" What do you think? How many people are there in your world?" I tentatively said:" 40 millions may be?" He said:" No, many more. You must not only think of those who are alive. Take into account all the human beings that are dead and you will have a huge number of people. Let us go back in time, as far back as possible, and tell me how far back we should go". I suggested:" Middle Ages". "No, farther back". "The birth of Christ". " No, farther back". I was thinking hard. "Adam and Eve". "No, not that. Go farther back in time and think of what you have learned in your history lessons".
I was thinking for some time. Eventually I blurted out "Stone Age".
He was disappointed, and he said:" You should have known better, but I think Stone Age will do".
He then told me that in that age there were not many people living on Earth. However, they were free to walk wherever they wanted to go, and that there were no borders that would keep them from roaming about. I said:" How beautiful". I was imagining a map of Europe, which I had seen in my Atlas, with all its borders.
I did not have much time to think about all this, because, all of a sudden, I saw human beings back on Earth.
I was looking down on a group of people, men and women, who were dressed in furs, sitting around a campfire. I could see a woman with her baby on her back, and a man who was standing in front of the group obviously making a speech. Another man stood a little apart. All of a sudden, I heard a loud cry of disappointment, and the guttural voice of the man in front of the group of people. I did not understand what he was saying. The scene disappeared and the light said:" I am going to translate for you, but you must concentrate very hard". I certainly wanted to do so, because I was eager to hear what this man was talking about. Therefore, I started to concentrate. "You call this concentration?" the light exclaimed. "You have to concentrate much harder!"
I was amazed to hear him say so, because I considered my first attempt quite satisfactory. Nevertheless, he wanted me to do better. The light said:" Let's have another go!" I closed my eyes and began concentrating extremely hard. However, the light was not in the least satisfied. He said:" I think it is useless". However, suddenly the tone of his voice became very gentle and he came close to me and said tenderly:"The reason for my asking you to concentrate so hard is that, later on, you should be able to tell everything as accurately as possible. So you need to concentrate like you have never done before on what this man is going to say".
And he added in a different voice that betrayed his disappointment:" This is a final attempt. If you fail this time, it will be no use trying any longer!". I was determined to do my best. I closed my eyes again and tried as hard as I could to listen to what I was supposed to hear. All of a sudden, I was able to understand what the man was saying. He said:" Now we have proof. You have just heard for yourselves. What we have been suspecting is true. He who took on the difficult task of making such a dangerous journey has just returned and confirmed our suspicion. They want to resist us. However, we will not put up with that. I have told you again and again. Now the time has come to fight them. We must not wait until they have become stronger. They are still weak now. It is true. Nevertheless, think of the future! We will have to attack them now".
He was addressing the group of people in a very impressive manner. I was completely impressed and I could understand very well why he was forced to attack his enemies. But suddenly I heard this other man, who was standing apart, say:" I am primarily a hunter and fight the animals. I am not going to fight weaklings who start running away the very moment they catch sight of us. Every hunter would hurt his pride and honour if he did such a thing. We hunters fight the animals, which are by far more dangerous. Many brave hunters have hurt themselves in their fights. Nevertheless, we are prepared and willing to take the risk because we are hunters. I will never fight those weaklings".
As for me, I could not get along with what he was saying. After all, one had to fight one's enemies. I could not understand that it should be more honourable to fight animals than people. However, I could not go on contemplating such things, because my eyes were forced to the ground that gradually began to move. At first slowly, but then faster and faster until I was no longer able to distinguish any details. The movement suddenly came to a halt. I saw grassland in front of me and in the distance there was the edge of a forest with very high trees. Suddenly, I was placed in the woods. Although I could not see anything, I knew that I was in this forest, that is, right in the middle of a village. I could hear the voices of some people and I heard someone say:" We cannot run away forever. How many times did we have to run away? Many, many times! Such beasts! They come and destroy our village! And every time we run away. But not this time! This time we are going to stay! It cannot go on like that forever".
I could feel fear and anxiety. They would have liked to run away as they had done so many times before. However, this time they had made up their minds and intended to stick to their firm resolve. However, they were all full of fear. Some voices said:" They eat meat! Imagine that! Meat! In addition, they build huge fires in the prairie. They dance around the fires and bathe in blood. However, what remains the worst: They eat meat. The very thought of it! In the end, they are going to eat our flesh, too."
A voice, a woman's voice, who was sitting in her hut, kept saying again and again:" I am afraid. I am terribly afraid. Oh, how scared I am! I am scared, so scared".
I was able to feel distinctly her anxiety. Her fear grew stronger and stronger. She kept saying:" I am scared, I am scared". Her fear began to take hold of me. At first I thought: "Why is she so afraid? She must be hysterical. How on earth can you be so afraid?!" Nevertheless, I was being immersed, deeper and deeper, into her feelings of sheer fear. I could not stand it any longer! I thought to myself:" I wish she stopped worrying now." It was extremely unpleasant indeed.
Suddenly everything was over, and the light said to me:" If they had done nothing, nothing would have happened. It is true; they would have come all the same. However, nothing would have happened. This, however, will again lead to further dead persons!" He was stressing the words - dead persons -and -again-. I felt great apprehension on the part of the light concerning the large number of dead people, so I asked "Again?" because I was of the opinion that I had watched the first human beings on Earth. The light answered, however:" Hundreds of thousands". I was amazed at this and I could feel how the light was suffering from the great number of dead people.
I am not quite sure about what happened next, but all of a sudden, I heard a thunderous, angry voice accusing mankind, including myself, of destroying his garden on Earth. He shouted:" I made you human beings a wonderful garden and you destroy everything. Human beings poison the water and the air. They destroy everything. At first, the effect of their work of destruction was limited. However, it got worse and worse. They destroy everything that that they can lay their hands on. Although Man is constantly looking for other places, he has only this one place (Earth). You could see for yourself. And if they continue to destroy everything they will blow up the whole Earth in the end!"
I was completely perplexed.-
After some time, the light said:" Ask me that you do not know how to inform your world." I answered:" But you have just told me how to do it!" However, he insisted by saying:" Now you are again a little and ignorant child that does not know how to do it!"
So I asked him that, being a little and ignorant child, I would not know how to inform my world. To my great surprise, the light answered in an angry and brusque voice:" You will know how to do it when the time is right."
However, I did not want to leave him forever. So I asked him if I could come back after having told my world and stay with him permanently. He said:" No, you have to go back and live."
Although I still did not know my way back, this time I had no doubts whatsoever. If the being of light wanted me to go back and live, I simply had to. It did not matter any longer how it could be done. This light had absolute power.
Nevertheless, I could still not understand why. I repeatedly pleaded:" Why? Why can I not come back? Why?Why?Why? Why am I not allowed staying on in your very love and warmth?"
The light answered that no one could stay permanently with him.
However, I still was not satisfied. If it was not possible to stay with him, I surely could come back and stay in this bright world in which those two beings were already living! But the light repeated:" No, you have to go back and live!" " But why have these two beings been allowed to stay?" The light answered that even these two beings could not stay on permanently. They were only in this world in order to learn. In addition, he began to emphasize the importance of love and learning. He wanted me to be his apprentice. He the master, I the apprentice. However, I still could not see what love and learning should have to do with my wish to stay on in this bright world.
I had, it was true, to admit that I did not love the light, but I certainly was willing to learn everything that he wanted me to learn.
On that, the light started, to my great dismay, to position himself further back in the sky, and I could not feel his presence any longer, because the beam had been switched off. I suddenly felt cold and very miserable.
However, one of the other beings asked me to watch a certain place very carefully. Indeed, they urgently asked me not to move but to fix my eyes on to that place. I did what I had been told to and presently I saw this panoramic review. Very vividly and distinctly. I was stupefied! The images of this film moved very rapidly, showing me my past life on Earth. I could instantly understand everything that was being shown to me. (I cannot remember any details, because this was only an experiment to test my ability whether I was able to really understand what I was watching.)
The beings asked me several times if I could clearly comprehend what was being shown. I answered impatiently:" Of course, of course!" because I was slightly annoyed about their questions.
(In communicating with the beings, I always used my mouth as I had done on Earth. This was not the case when I was talking with the being of light),
Thereupon the being of light started to show me my past life again, but this time the stress lay on the quality of my soul during my existence on Earth. When I was watching my past life the first time, I was just very happy to be able to watch my former world and myself. I regarded this actually more as an entertainment than anything else. (I did not feel miserable any longer).
However, the second time, former events of my life on Earth were shown with the emphasis on my reaction to certain situations in terms of love or nastiness or even hatred. This was made quite clear to me, and I knew what to look for during the second review.
Everything started from the beginning. (I could not see how I came into existence on Earth, because I only had to mind my behaviour with regard to love or hatred).
At first I was very satisfied that nothing was happening to which I could have reacted with either love or hatred. Then, the film speeded up, but there still was not anything for which I could have been made responsible. I was stupid enough to say triumphantly:"See, there is nothing!" On that, I could see a scene in which my twin sister and I were quarrelling (I could not make out the reason for the argument), but I instantly knew how ugly I had behaved. I said to the light:" But you must understand! This is bad, all right, but this is the way human beings behave on Earth! You cannot really blame me for that!" (The great light did not blame me for anything that I had done on Earth).
Then I was shown some more nasty scenes on Earth in which I had behaved badly. However, I still had excuses. Then, I think the great light became slightly impatient (at my stupidity, no doubt). Suddenly, the film was accelerated to such an extent that I was unable to distinguish any images at all. Then it stopped abruptly, and I was confronted with a situation in which I behaved extremely badly.
My behaviour was tremendously enhanced, so that every bad aspect of my character stood out clearly in front of me. It was horrifying! I could hardly believe this character of mine! I was finally convinced! Such a soul could never stay on in this bright world! I had no right, no claim whatsoever! I was completely shaken and dejected. I wanted to go back. Yes, there was really no other way possible.
Then I saw the light disappear into the "Sky", and I heard a laughter and the words:" And he really thought he could stay on!" Then the being of light was gone.
One of the other beings brought me back to Earth (I do not know how). I only heard, while being tucked back into my body, a snapping sound like the sound that can be heard when you put the lid on top of a mess tin securing it with the catch.
When I opened my eyes, I remember starting to cry:" I do not want to die, I do not want to die, and I do not want to die!"
Then I picked myself up and in approaching the staircase, I wondered if there would ever be a way back, whereupon I heard a voice shout at me:" Amend yourself!" And another voice said:" You must kill your mother!" Then I climbed up the stairs down which I had been jumping so happily. I could only feel a minor swelling on the top of my head, which was not particularly painful.
End of report.
[1] I saw my mother in front of the kitchen stove cooking a meal


text:
We use cookies and similar technologies to deliver a more personalised experience, report on campaign effectiveness and analyse traffic to this site. To learn more please read our cookies and privacy policies. By using this site you consent to the use of cookies unless you have disabled them.
This Exposure Strada 900 is no longer available although you may find similar or newer versions below:
Incorrect or missing product information? Let us know
Please select the issue
Your feedback has been received! Thank you for helping us improve our site.
With a handlebar mount bracket as standard keeping the bars clean and improved side illumination, the Strada 900 is your personal domestique. Ease of control from the remote switch completes this a road-ready package.
OLED Status Display (OSD)- The OLED panel gives program and mode information before switching to an accurate burn time countdown. When charging, OSD displays the percentage of stored energy in the cells so you know how long it is before you can get back to riding.
Optimised Mode Selector allows you to easily select from a concise number of programs to provide the optimum lighting for your ride.
Output - 900 lumens
Weight - 230grams
Burntime - Min 3 hrs Max 36 hrs
Battery Capacity - 7800 mAh Li ion
Dimensions (mm) - Length - 102, Head - 44, Back - 41
Trail/Enduro: 0%
Road/TT: 100%
Commute/Urban: 100%
Road Specific Beam
Car like high and dipped beam patterns perfect for lighting the road for full speed riding while not overpowering other road users.
Smart Port +
SPT+ enabled lights automatically recognise accessories allowing you to power additional front and rear lights, use the Remote Switch and charge USB devices on the move.
OLED Status Display
OSD advances unique Exposure Lights pat. pend. display technology. The new OLED panel gives program and mode information before switching to a burn time countdown. When charging, the OSD displays the percentage of stored energy left in the battery cells.
Cable Free Design
The primary design feature of Exposure Lights, Cable Free Design removes the hassle of cables and straps utilising the superb range of brackets for speedy, rock solid attachment.
We will happily refund any item purchased on Wiggle if returned to us within 365 days; excluding Wiggle gift vouchers, nutrition and customised products, except when faulty.
Please note: Bikes and other bulky items cannot be returned using our local returns service (where applicable). Please contact us and we can arrange to collect these from you using our discounted courier rates. There is a fee for all collections, except for faulty products.Returned goods must be unused and supplied with their original packaging, unless the goods are faulty. Wiggle will pay the return postage costs for any faulty items.


text:
Classic apple juices from English orchards
Introducing our Classic range of pressed and filtered English-apple juices.
This elegant range set the standard for everything else that has followed. Using filtration techniques borrowed from the wine world, we have developed and fine-tuned these clear, pressed juices for over 20 years! Starting off with Bramley, Russet and Cox, and then with the addition of Summer Berries and Elderflower mixes, we like to think we're on the right track!
Free from any preservatives or colourings, the apples we have chosen are prime examples of English fruit at its best.
Select an item below to find out more!
Buy Classics drinks online now (UK only):
Multi-case discount: FREE delivery on orders over £25, plus an extra £10 off when you spend £90 or more (applies to orders delivered to a single address). Please also see the other notes on the Shopping Cart page before proceeding to checkout.


text: Hi All, I have a broody Welsummer...she could not be deterred from the broodiness despite all my efforts so in the end I bought her some fertile eggs to sit on. She's been going for 9 days now. I'm concerned that she isn't eating or drinking and I've had two different responses to this when I have asked people who breed... some have said that she will just go for the full 21 days without moving, eating or drinking...and then others have said she needs to be encouraged to move, stretch, poop etc etc... is there a right answer? Her comb is looking dry and a little drooped so I don't want her to lose too much condition just because of these eggs. Any advice would be much appreciated.


text:
The Full 90
MLS still has issues with playoff structure
Here's how I know that Sporting Kansas City are having an effect on non-fans in Kansas City. I've fielded the "What's the deal with the MLS playoffs?" question a lot this week.
I will explain it to the best of my ability. Then I'll watch them make the same face my friend's three-year-old makes when I ask him his take on quantum physics. (I don't do this often.) Then I always say, "I'm sorry."
As fans, you don't have a lot choice in this matter. You might not like it, but you sorta have to accept it, root for your home team and move on. And, of course, suffer the shame of trying to explain it to the lay soccer fan.
But we can talk about the problems. Of which there are many that really should be fixed. (Hey, they've changed the format three times in the last four years! Why not make it four out of five?)
For most lay fans, the aggregate two-game series is the most confusing aspect. That's sort of the least of my problems. At least it's a replication of the knock-out style in many European cups.
My biggest issue is that 56% of the league qualify for the playoffs -- 10 of the 18 teams. That's just too many. The only American sports that comes close (percentage-wise) are the NBA/NHL with 53%. They each have 30 teams.
More teams create more chance of random occurrence. Now, while it's commonly accepted in most American leagues that the best team doesn't always win in the playoffs (you could argue that's what inherently makes playoffs interesting), most leagues try to mitigate random chance as much as possible.
This is my second issue with the MLS playoffs.
The NHL and NBA mitigate the potential for randomness* -- and overcome the majority of teams making the playoffs -- by adhering to a best-of-seven format. The thinking being that, on a long enough timeline, the team with more talent will win. (Major League Baseball also uses the seven-game format; the NFL uses bye weeks and home-field advantage.)*Randomness isn't a bad thing. The NCAA tournament is a big pile of random. A little random never hurt. Too much random always hurts.
MLS tries to do this -- for the one round that uses the two-game aggregate system. After the conference semifinals, though, the rest of the MLS playoffs abandon the two-game series. Imagine the Miami Heat and the Dallas Mavericks fight through a best-of-seven series in the first round, a best of three in the second, a one-game winner-take-all in the third and settle the NBA Finals with a dunk contest. It's ludicrous.
The playoffs shouldn't get easier and more random as they progress. It should be the opposite.
My third issue -- which is related to both of my first issues -- is that there is no protection for the top seeds.
In the last 6 MLS Cup playoffs, a #1 seed has been knocked off in the first round (San Jose in '05, Dallas in '06, DC and Chivas in '07, Houston in '08, Columbus in '09 and New York in '10). Furthermore, a team seeded 8th (until this year, the last qualifier*) has won the MLS cup twice (Los Angeles in '05 and Salt Lake in '09) and made the finals once more (New York in '08).*This year's format (the top three teams in each conference plus four wild cards) is the third different system in four years.
Most of the top teams who fell in the first round did so in the two-leg aggregate. So, you can argue that doesn't go far enough.
The league tried to make changes this year by instituting the wild-card and expanding to 10 teams. Ostensibly, this will make it harder for the last four teams into the playoffs to put together a run. (Can you imagine New York winning tonight in Dallas, playing Los Angeles on Sunday and Thursday, and then potentially playing again on Sunday? Didn't think so. That's four highly competitive games in a week-and-a-half.)
But the No. 1 seeds (Los Angeles and Kansas City) will still have to take their games on the road to open the playoffs. (Heck, Seattle and Salt Lake finished with more points than Kansas City but have to play each other in the Conference Semifinals. One of the league's top three teams will be out of the picture by next Friday. In a league with a completely balanced schedule, what sort of advantage is that for doing well in the regular season?)
The league should reward regular-season excellence better. The simple solution would be less teams, more home-field advantage and continue the two-game aggregate series format until the MLS Cup Final. (The UEFA Champions League Final is also a one-off game, so there's precedence in soccer.)
But that probably won't happen. The schedule is already too long and MLS owners want 10 playoff teams.
This summer, Sports Illustrated's Grant Wahl and The Sporting News' Brian Strauss proposed a much more interesting scenario that I whole-heartedly support: World Cup-style Pool Play.
Even non-soccer fans understand the concept of pool play. The MLS could work it just like they did this year with 10 teams. Each conference would split into four-team pools and play every team in that pool once (just three match nights).
In the West: Los Angeles, Seattle and Salt Lake are in one group. Dallas and Colorado would play for the fourth spot in a play-in game.
In the East: Kansas City, Houston and Philadelphia are in a group. Columbus and New York would play for the fourth spot in a play-in game.
As a reward for finishing first place, Los Angeles and Kansas City would host all of its games at home. Seattle and Houston would play two games at home. Salt Lake and Philadelphia would host one game.Note: This would work under the current format with no tweaking the schedule. The wildcards play tonight and tomorrow. Pool play would start with Group A on Saturday-Wednesday-Saturday and Group B on Sunday-Thursday-Sunday. The MLS Finals could stay on Nov. 20. If the East/West thing doesn't work for you, how about seeding each team 1-8 (after the play-in games) based on regular season points and having 1,4,5,8 in one pool and 2,3,6,7 in the other?
Pool play mitigates random-occurence, keeps in-line with traditionally soccer standards and would be wildly entertaining. Imagine a guaranteed three home games at Livestrong Sporting Park!
That would be a playoff structure that everyone can understand and follow. (Heck, it would even make office-pools more entertaining thanthis mess
Instead, we have this current situation starting tonight. But, like playing blackjack in Vegas, you play by the house rules. Just because you think it would be more interesting if you could win with 24, the rules say 21.
Until someone changes them of course.
Dallas and New York go at it at 8 p.m. on Fox Soccer tonight. If Dallas wins, Kansas City will travel to Texas to open the semifinals on Saturday night. If New York wins, Kansas City will play the winner of Columbus/Colorado on Sunday.My prediction:
Dallas 2, New York 1. The Red Bulls have been dreadful on the road this year and Dallas is a well-coached team with the best player on the field (Brek Shea). Yeah, I just said Shea is better than Theirry Henry.


text:
Chainflex robotic cables for 3D applications are cables for a torsional stress of ± 180° per 1 m cable length. The life time of the torsion cables is more than 3 million cycles.
The igus CFROBOT8 bus cable has a PUR outer jacket for torsion applications on robots. Now with CAT5 to CAT7 for the highest data transfer and mechanical reliable service life.
Features include:
- For torsion applications
- PUR outer jacket
- Overall Shield
- Resistant to oils and coolants
- Flame-retardant
- Hydrolyse and microbe resistant
|Product Name
|Name of Chapter
|Chainflex® Energy Chain Cables
|Name of Sub Chapter
|Robotic Cables
|Brand Name


text:
I've been 'enabled'!
have convinced me to join
Susan B Anderson's
They are knitting Patchwork Socks.
I had been toying with the idea of using my sock yarn leftovers to make some sox anyway.
So thought, why not.
Decided to join Mel, Nicole and all those other Ravelers with a like mind who are knitting with leftovers to make their Patchwork sox.
For my pair, I knit a toe-up stockinett sock with an afterthought heel.
However, just for the Challenge of it -
I knit this pair one at a time magic loop.
First time in recent memory that I've done that.
They flew off my needle -
cast on last Monday and finished today!!!
Zoom, zoom
Oh, before I forget
I want to let you know that
Nicole is a video podcaster.
She hosts Positively Knittting Podcast
you can find her episodes by following this link.
She's what I would call a 'spontaneous knitter' with a positive attitude
and a great sense of humor.
Susan B. Anderson designs knits.
Many of the participants in her Patchwork Socks KAL are using her How I Knit Socks blog post.
Or you can follow this link directly to the post.
Just as soon as I publish this post I am going to print out Susan's post so I can follow her method for my next pair of Patchwork Socks.
Always up for another method of knitting heels.
In the meantime,
as everyone must be aware
Sunday was the first day of
Camp Loopy
Being the good camper that I am
I cast on Project 1
first thing in the morning and have made a little progress.
Had to finish my sox before I can concentrate on The Hogwarts Express Shawl.
You Harry Potter fans will recognize the 'hogwarts' reference.
This evening will be spend knitting on Hogwarts.
Here it is, the end of the Memorial Day Weekend with a return to the rest of the week tomorrow
Each of us with thoughts of the great three-day holiday.
We spent a wonderful afternoon visiting with
DD#2. What a way to spend the day.
Good Times with lots of laughter.
Hope your memories will carry you though 'til our next three day holiday
or even 4th of July holiday.
hugs to each of you
♥ ♥ ♥
hmmm, blogger may not be playing nice today


text:
Advanced Search |
Search Tips
Manufactured by: CECILIO
Model: CT-28BL+SD+PB+92D
Product Features:
This product hasn't received any reviews yet. Be the first to review this product!
Choose a currency below to display product prices in the selected currency.
Click the button below to add the Cecilio 2Series Blue ABS Bb Clarinet + Tuner, Case, Stand, Pocketbook & Accessories to your wish list.
All prices are in USD.
Copyright © 2007-2019 DigitalSheetPlus.com | Musical Instruments, DJ Accessories, Piano Benches, Music accessories & More. Green Clover Infinity, LLC. All Rights Reserved.
Sitemap |
eCommerce Powered by Digital Sheet Plus


text:
July 20, 2018
Travelers Protective Association (TPA), a fraternal benefit society, recently held its 128th national convention at Black Bear Inn & Suites in Gatlinburg, Tenn. More than 120 delegates representing 16 divisions located throughout the country attended the four-day conference.
An auction and reception raised more than $18,000 for the Scholarship Trust for the Hearing Impaired. More than $2,600 was also raised for the Homer T. Wilson Fund, which provides emergency financial aid and is designated for indigent members, widows, widowers and orphans.
The Association's national election was held, and Wayne Wentworth from Michigan was elected as president and L. Bailey Bledsoe from North Carolina was elected as vice president.
TPA issued 54 grants totaling $24,500 from the second quarter of 2018. Funds were generated from donations by TPA members and investment income generated by the Trust. The grants, which are awarded nationwide to recipients, ranged from $150 to $700 per person based on need. Recipients were located in 28 states and ranged in age from 2 months to 88 years old. This quarter 11 grants were presented to Missouri residents, including recipients from St. Louis, St. Charles, Columbia and O'Fallon.
"This year's convention was a wonderful celebration of our organization's accomplishments over the last twelve months," said the TPA's Chief Administrative Officer Albert M. Shoemaker, Jr. "We were overwhelmed with the amount of support and generosity we received as we strive to impact our communities for the next generation."
Established in 1975, the organization's Scholarship Trust for the Hearing Impaired provides financial aid to those who are deaf or hard of hearing. Grants are used for mechanical devices, medical and specialized treatment, and education that includes speech classes and interpreters.
To date the trust has distributed more than $2 million to more than 5,600 recipients.
About TPA
Travelers Protective Association, a fraternal benefit society, was established in 1882 by a small group of traveling salesmen who banded together to network, volunteer and create lifelong friendships. TPA helps communities through addressing travel safety issues, child safety programs and various community services projects.
Name: Al Shoemaker
Phone: (636) 724-2227
Fax: (636) 724-2457
Information contained on this page is provided by an independent third-party content provider. This Site make no warranties or representations in connection therewith. If you are affiliated with this page and would like it removed please contact support [at] perpetualwire.com.


text:
Note: volchok.com looks unstyled because either you're using IE5 Mac or your browser doesn't support style sheets. If you're using OS 9, Netscape 7.x supports style sheets. For OS X, we recommend using Firefox. It's free. Otherwise, welcome.
Skip to content
©1993–2019 Volchok Consulting, Inc. All rights reserved.Max Help Desk and the Max Help Desk Saint Bernard are trademarks of Volchok Consulting, Inc. • xhtml • css • admin • webmail


text:
City : Harrow
County : Middlesex
Country : United Kingdom
View Map : Click Here
Contact Person : Vidit Agarwal
Phone : 02071480205
Web-site: Click Here
Ad ID : 2735727
Contact : Reply to Ad
If you were made redundant on or after 6 April 2017, your weekly pay is capped at £489 and the maximum statutory redundancy pay you can get is £14,670. If you were made redundant before 6 April 2017, these amounts will be lower. Redundancy pay (including any severance pay) under £30,000 isn't taxable


text:
- £Pound sterling
- Select Language
We have 3 member florists delivering to Manchester
When sending flowers to using Direct2florist, you can see and choose your local florist delivering flowers to Manchester. Going direct to the local florists in Manchester means bigger, more beautiful bouquets and floral arrangements and excellent service from the local florists.
If you need to send flowers for delivery today, our florists offer a range of flowers for same day delivery, all available with same day flower delivery.
Fresh flowers delivered by our local Manchester florists. Order flowers by 2pm local time and get your flowers delivered same day by the florists you choose. Florists for same day flower delivery. All our florists are trusted flower shops with daily turnaround of fresh flowers.
Brown's Flowers Inc.
163 Main Street, Manchester, CT, 06042
we are a full service florist that offers fresh and silk flowers for all occasions and tastes. we also carry flowering and green plants,fruit and gift baskets. we offer professional delivery...
Oregon Dream
US$58.50 including tax & delivery
Gerbera Splash
US$64.50 including tax & delivery
Especially For You!
29 East High Street, East Hampton, CT, 06424
Shop closed...
Thinking of you
US$100.00 including tax & delivery
Ho! Ho! Ho! Arrangement
US$60.00 including tax & delivery
Paul Buettner Florist
1122 Burnside Ave, East Hartford, CT, 06108
100.00% Recommended(2 reviews) Read Reviews
We are a 3rd generation family florist that takes great pride in what we send out. We stand behind all our products with a no question asked replacement policy. We deliver to all local hos...
Hello Spring
US$55.00 including tax & delivery
Florist Choice
US$55.00 including tax & delivery
Corum Flower Shop
- 126 Richmond Rd, Manchester, KY, 40962
Flowers By Jeffery
- 112 Richmond Rd, Manchester, KY, 40962
Hoppagrass Florist
- 108 Webster St, Manchester, NH, 3104
Park Hill Joyce Flower Shop
- 36 Oak St, Manchester, CT, 6040
Posy Place
- 613 E Main St, Manchester, IA, 52057
The Manchester Flower Studio
- 388 Wilson St, Manchester, NH, 3103
Village Florist The
- PO Box 785, Manchester, VT, 5254


text:
2 de Agosto del 2010
Saying no to large hydropower and yes to solar and wind in Chile
The Gulf oil disaster has provided us with a moment for reflection on the costs of what has been our energy policy globally – to allow large companies to go after the sources of energy they know best: fossil fuels, large hydropower, and nuclear. This is a path that takes us backwards and generally benefits a few large companies, rather than encouraging long-term energy security and economic growth based on clean energy technology. At NRDC, we work on showing the path towards the clean energy of the 21st century, using the power of the sun, wind and the earth to move us forwards. We have said no to tar sands oil from Canada and yes to fuel efficiency standards. We have said no to mountain-top removal in Appalachia and yes to putting solar and wind resources into the electricity grid. And we have said no to large hydropower in Patagonia in Chile, and yes to the country becoming a leader in environmentally sustainable renewable energy sources and efficiency.
23 de Julio del 2010
Breakthrough Solar Plant Stores Energy for Days
Molten salt at plant in Sicily absorbs solar heat directly, stores it at a higher temperature, and allows use of traditional turbines
2 de Julio del 2010
Chile's new president faces tough choice on dams
The center-right government of new Chilean President Sebastián Piñera is nearing its first major environmental decision: whether to approve HidroAysén, a controversial US$ 7 billion project to build five hydroelectric dams on two rivers in Chilean Patagonia.
1 de Julio del 2010
Big Hydro Falls Behind
The big hydro industry always used to consider the "new renewables" as Mickey Mouse technologies that could never match the billions of kilowatt hours humming through the lines linked up to the world's megadams.
But times have changed. Big Hydro is learning that lots of small projects can add up to a lot more juice than a small number of very big ones.
23 de Junio del 2010
HidroAysen's latest delay highlights a clear bias in the environmental review process
Today HidroAysén, the company proposing a massive hydroelectric scheme in the heart of Chile's Patagonia, delayed its environmental review process yet again by asking authorities for a four month extension beyond the June 30th deadline, when it was supposed to deliver its next environmental impact document. This move clearly underscores the imbalance of the entire environmental review process, in which project proponents can delay the timetable without limit but the state agencies must work under strict deadlines. It also reinforces the HidroAysén's established pattern of delaying its review, before—so far—submitting insufficient and erroneous documents.
Page «[1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6]
View All


text:
Our huge fourth annual National Night Out celebration at Witter Ranch Park tonight got the attention of several news outlets in Sacramento, but this report on CBS13 was the best.
With your help, we collected over $6,600 to purchase equipment for our nearest fire and police stations in anticipation of the upcoming ten year anniversary of the 9/11 terrorist attacks and to honor the sacrifices of hundreds of public safety personnel who perished on that day.
We raised the funds in partnership with Sacramento's all-volunteer non-profit Drowning Accident Rescue Team (D.A.R.T.). With proceeds from a huge community yard sale, a hot dog barbecue, individual donations, and soliciting area merchants, and by negotiating discounts with equipment suppliers, we succeeded in purchasing a MultiRAE portable gas and explosive compound detector for their new Fire Station 43 on El Centro Road and a Cellebrite forensics system for Sacramento Police Department's Kinney Station in North Sacramento. These gifts were presented to Police Captain Maccoun and Fire Captain Jaymes Butler in a ceremony at the celebration. Also in attendance were Sacramento Mayor Kevin Johnson, Sacramento City Councilmember Angelique Ashby, Sacramento County Supervisor Phil Serna, and a representative from Assemblyman Dr. Richard Pan's office.
"We told them our plans and asked them what they wanted, and that's what they said they needed, so our community worked very hard to deliver," said Janice Brannon, former WRCA board member and chairperson of the committee for the effort. "We are honored to be able to do this for them."
"This just goes to prove how dedicated our community is on public safety. This is about saving property and saving lives," said Jason Alexander who serves on WRCA's board and volunteers for D.A.R.T. and the fire department's Community Emergency Response Team (CERT).
Fundraising efforts had been going strong but were not keeping pace with our aggressive deadline. Then came news from our neighborhood Wells Fargo Bank branch that they would contribute generously towards the effort. "I was profoundly touched by the generosity of this donor to our cause," Brannon said. "I knew then that we were going to make our goal."
No taxpayer dollars were involved in the purchase.
"This couldn't have come a better time for us," said Capt. Maccoun. "Our budget has been cut to the bone so these sorts of purchases are increasingly difficult for us. Having the Cellabrite system here at the station will save our officers a lot of time and help with certain types of investigations."
"This will really help us in our response to calls regarding possible gas leaks," said Capt. Butler who is also vice president of Sacramento Area Firefighters Local 522. "This MultiRAE detector might save a life someday, and that life could be that of a firefighter."
Witter Ranch Community Alliance was formed in response to concerns for our community's safety, so it's absolutely fitting that we do this for our partners at our police and fire departments. They do so much for us so it's wonderful that we can do this for them.


text:
2 fathers killed in separate stabbing incidents in DC
WASHINGTON – D.C. Police say two men are facing second-degree murder charges in the slayings of their fathers in separate cases.
Media outlets report an arrest affidavit says 71-year-old Dr. Harrison Spencer was found dead from multiple stab wounds in his home Wednesday evening. Thirty-two-year-old Peter Michael Spencer called 911 saying he had killed his father after "voices" in his head told him to do it.
The Tulane University website says Harrison Spencer was a doctor who spent much of his career working for the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention. He also was a dean at Tulane.
Peter Spencer's attorney, David Maxted, declined to comment.
Wednesday afternoon, 44-year-old Otis Byrd was stabbed to death outside Children's National Medical Center.
Byrd's son, 20-year-old Brandon Byrd, was arrested in the death. It's not clear whether he has an attorney.


text:
Lowry Burgess
Richard Clar
Cosmokinetial Kabinet
Skeith De Wine
Kitsou Dubois
ESA Topical Team
Final Frontier Design
Agnes Meyer-Brandis
Forrest Myers
Trevor Paglen
Carrie Paterson
Frank Pietronigro
Bradley Pitts
Projekt Atol
Connie Samaras
Trieste Cabinet
Nejc Trošt
Christian Waldvogel
Arthur Woods .
XCOR Aerospace
XCOR is presently at work on the Lynx. It will be capable of carrying a pilot and a passenger or payload on the sub-orbital spaceflights over 100 kilometers (62 mi). Between 20 and 50 test flights of Lynx are planned, along with numerous static engine firings on the ground. A full step-by-step set of taxi tests, runway hops and full-up flights are planned to get the vehicle to a state of operational readiness. Lynx is envisaged to be roughly the size of a small private airplane. It would be capable of flying several times a day making use of reusable, non-toxic engines to help keep the space plane's operating costs low. The Lynx plans for an operational vehicle by 2013. As of July 2012, XCOR has presold 175 Lynx flights at US$95,000.
Free Enterprise will include several prototypes and equipment associated with the development of their suborbital vehicle.
• XCOR ticket for a Lynx suborbital flight. Tickets are now available for $95,000 per flight, including medical screening and G-Force training at one of our operating locations. You will train with fellow space travelers, then take your flight aboard Lynx.
• left: Entrance sign to Mojave Air & Space Port in Mojave, California. XCOR is located here along with several cutting-edge aerospace companies. Perhaps the most well known is Burt Rutan's Scaled Composites. He designed the record-breaking Voyager, which was the first plane to fly around the world without stopping or refueling, and the sub-orbital spaceplane SpaceShipOne, which won the Ansari X-Prize in 2004 for becoming the first privately funded spacecraft to enter the realm of space twice within a two week period. Photo by Tyler Stallings.
• EZ-Rocket is XCOR's first demonstrator rocket-powered vehicle. They modified a "Long-EZ" homebuilt airplane, adding twin 400 lb. thrust regeneratively cooled rocket engines.
• Lynx suborbital vehicle concept, 2011, 3D rendering, courtesy of XCOR Aerospace and artist Mike Massee. The Lynx is XCOR's entry into the commercial reusable launch vehicle (RLV) market. This two-seat, piloted space transport vehicle will take humans and payloads on a half-hour suborbital flight to 100 km (330,000 feet) and then return safely to a landing at the takeoff runway.
• XCOR testing engines in the desert. Photo courtesy of XCOR Aerospace and artist Mike Massee.


text:
Resetting mysql root password in Ubuntu Dapper
October 28, 2006 Leave a comment Go to comments
First you kill the running mysql server gracefully. The process id is grabbed from /var/run/mysqld/ and inserted into the kill statement. Note there are ticks around the process id, not single quotes.
Then the server is restarted with the permissions turned off, and the root user password can be changed.
Type this in terminal:
sudo su kill `cat /var/run/mysqld/mysqld.pid` mysqld --skip-grant-tables & mysql -u root UPDATE mysql.user SET Password=PASSWORD ('newpassword') WHERE User = 'root'; exit kill `cat /var/run/mysqld/mysqld.pid` mysqld & mysql -u root -p
Enter your new password and you should be in.
Categories: DIY


text:
If you have any issue with this game please write us to email@example.com.
Please be as much descriptive as possible and include details such as Browser type (Chrome, Firefox, ...), screen resolution, your country, etc.
Mega Moolah is a five-reel and 25-payline slot game created by Microgaming – a popular designer of casino games and software developer for online casino games. It serves as a fine option for both people who are new to the world of slots as well as experienced gamblers who're looking to bag the big bucks. The minimum coin bet you can place on a single payline is 1p, while the maximum is 5p. This progressive penny slot allows players to wager a maximum of 125 coins per spin.
Mega Moolah is a revolutionary slot game as far as Microgaming is concerned. It was the first of many slots developed by the company that boasted several progressive jackpots along with new ways through which they can be won and paid out. The theme of the game revolves around a cartoony tropical jungle, making it an intriguing and adventurous game that promises plenty of excitement and fun. The symbols in the game are vibrant and easy on the eyes. They include lions, antelopes, monkeys, zebras, elephants, water buffalos and giraffes. In addition to these jungle-related symbols, high value playing cards such as Nine, Ten, Jack, Queen, King and Ace can also be seen on the reels.
Players have the opportunity to win free spins in Mega Moolah if a minimum of three scatter symbols appear anywhere onscreen. The Monkey symbol serves as a scatter to increase players' chances of winning cash prizes or credits. Fifteen free spins are awarded when three scatter icons appear on active paylines. Each time a winning combination is generated during the free spins feature, their value triples to present you with bigger wins. Free spins in this fantastic slots game may be re-activated if players are lucky enough to land at least three scatter icons on their reels when playing out the free spins bonus game.
The Wild icon in Mega Moolah slots is the Lion. If two or more such symbols appear on your active paylines, winnings are in order. Two of the Lion symbols will present you with fifteen coins. Three Lion icons will reward 125 coins while four such symbols pay 1500 coins. If you're lucky enough to land five icons on your paylines, you will be rewarded with 15,000 coins. The Lion icon also serves as a multiplier. If it forms part of a winning combination, it will double the value of credits you've won.
The bonus feature in Mega Moolah slots is triggered randomly. Your chances of claiming the progressive jackpot will depend upon how much money you wager on the game. Placing the maximum bet amounts on each line will significantly improve your odds of winning cash prizes. This exciting bonus feature is similar to the Wheel of Fortune or U Spin slots wherein a large wheel will be spun and your winnings will be determined by the segment at which the pointer halts. The white segment on the wheel awards the Mega Progressive Jackpot which is worth a staggering $1 million! The other spaces on the wheel are colour-coded and represent the three other progressive jackpots.
There are four jackpots in total. Unlike most progressives that reset at 0 once somebody has claimed the prize, the ones in Mega Moolah are automatically set to a particular amount, thus benefitting players and encouraging them to have a go at it. When progressives are reset to 0, players usually don't want to try their luck after a huge payout has been scooped by someone else. The four-tier jackpot begins at $10 and can be won constantly. The second tier begins at $100, the third at $10,000 and the main progressive jackpot pays a minimum of $1 million.
To be eligible for a victory at any one progressive jackpot, players must enter the randomly triggered bonus game. There are attractive prizes to be won and loads of fun to be had playing the progressive jackpots in Mega Moolah slots. Players are guaranteed wins or credits as consolation prizes, thus making everyone who plays it a winner is one way or another. With the level of fun, quality of the game and great opportunities to bag huge winnings, there is no surprise that Mega Moolah is one of the most popular slot games around.
Let us know what went wrong:Submit Your Feedback
Our tech geniuses are now working on solving this issue. However, sometimes fixing the game is beyond our control (such as an issue that needs to be resolved by the game developer). Would you like us to let you know if we are able to repair the game and when it is working again?
Would you also like to get regular updates on slots games and bonuses?
While we resolve the issue, check out these similar games you might enjoy.


text:
*Nursing licensure information is provided for informational purposes only. License and practice requirements are subject to change without prior notice. NursingLicensure.org makes a good faith effort to keep content accurate and current. Please check with your state's board of nursing before applying for licensure or license renewal.
Find Nursing Licensure Requirements in Your State:Learn about becoming a Registered Nurse, LPN or LVN in your state:
Nursing License Resources
Nursing programs in your state...
You Should Know About
Nursing Career Articles


text:
One of the most important news segments I always listen to weekly. As Dane says, "We are in uncharted waters," this could not be more true. I've heard people try to discredit this man but I feel those accusations are unjustified. He truly is just a concerned father with no other agenda than to show people the REAL situation, one that even alternative media tends to shy away from or not report the proper data on.
Thank you Dane for your hard work. If you found this report valuable, check out his website @geoengineeringwatch.org.


text:
Marc Madiot
Manager of La Française Des Jeux team
When the people who run formula one feel technology is playing too strong a role they are prepared to turn the clock back. I don't see why cycling should not do the same with the radios that Tour de France riders now use for contact with the team managers in the cars behind the peloton. I am against these radios because they make for less interesting racing and they put the more intelligent, instinctive riders at a disadvantage.
With a team manager watching on television in his car and issuing orders to a rider who, for example, is with a few others fighting out the stage win, there is no room for initiative. The manager can tell his rider to close a gap before it opens, or he can warn his riders that the race is about to turn a corner and go into a section of crosswinds.
Before the radios were used, you would warn the riders about crosswinds, for example, but when they got there it would be up to them to use their instinct so as not to get left behind if the race split. To me, cycling is about psychological warfare, bluffing, who is working in a break and who isn't, attacks and counter-attacks. Before the radios and televisions, riders and managers knew less of what was happening so the riders had to make things happen themselves.
Managers would be told who was in an escape over Radio Tour, the shortwave radio that links the entire cavalcade, but there would be a five- or 10-minute gap before they could get up to the bunch, find a rider and tell them what to do. In that time an escape could form and open up a decisive gap. The race could develop before the managers intervened, so it was up to the riders to figure it out. Often they would have no idea who was there until Radio Tour had told the blackboard man, and the blackboard man had chalked the numbers up.
Now, a team manager can see who is in an escape from the television in the car and tell his riders how to react. The result is that there is far less interesting racing because escapes can be shut down before they have developed.
People argue that the radios make for safer racing, because riders can be warned of dangers on the course - traffic islands, sleeping policemen and such - but I would argue the opposite. If I start to tell my riders that they are coming up to a roundabout, a nasty left-hander or whatever, they will stop looking for these things for themselves. In a peloton of 180 you have to be aware of what is coming up. I never use the helmet radios for this. If you do it once, you will never stop doing it.
I'd say that the radios reflect the fact that cycling is now over-dependent on technology. That goes from radios and televisions in team cars to ever lighter equipment. There is more component failure, because firms are always trying to save a few grams here and there, and there isn't sufficient quality control. Enough is enough.
John Lelangue
Sporting director of the Phonak team
I'm in favour of the radios simply because they allow me to communicate with all my nine riders all the time. I can give them information on what is happening in the race, who is in which group and advise them on what strategy to adopt. The big advantage is that I can do it in a split-second. Before, I would have had to drive up to the peloton in the team car, and even go to the front of it, to find the rider I wanted to talk to, who would then tell the rest what to do.
Looking at the bigger picture, if a dangerous escape went up the road, five or six team managers might want to communicate exactly the same information to their riders. That would mean five or six team cars up alongside the peloton at exactly the same time, and with the huge crowds you get on the roadside that would not be safe for the spectators or the riders.
It's true that our team is sponsored by a manufacturer of listening devices, but I believe their use has another important safety implication. In the past few years more and more roundabouts and traffic islands have been put up, but with the radios I can keep the riders informed of what is coming up. We have a diagram of the final few kilometres in the race information book for every stage, so I can talk them through the bends. That makes racing a little bit easier and it makes it less likely that they will crash. The way the first week of the Tour is, with all the riders nervous and a big field full of energy, they need all the help they can get.
There is no way the radios stifle initiative. For example, the other day on the stage into Vitre a big split developed in the peloton during the stage. It was a move where we needed to have a rider - Axel Merckx noticed the group forming and went across the gap to join it. He didn't need me to tell him. It was his decision; it wasn't something we had discussed that morning at the pre-stage briefing. It was simply that he knew what to do. The riders are professionals who know how to race and they can take decisions for themselves.
In terms of the way the race develops the radios change very little. They don't make for a more controlled format. Team managers have always had an input. We are not simply guys who drive a car, hand up bottles of water and change wheels if there is a puncture.
Last Sunday, for example, we would have raced in exactly the same way. It was clear that no-one was leading the chase behind Matthias Kessler, who was in the escape, and I would have asked the team to do exactly the same, radios or no radios. The difference is that I'd have had to go up to the peloton, find a rider and tell him to put the team on the front and keep the gap between five and six minutes.
The tactics have not changed - it is just that the technology has progressed so we can implement those tactics quickly and safely. There is no reason to turn the clock back.