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Sy/Six connection: Rena's Rebuttal
According to Glenna See Hill, the Sy and any family named Six, Sixt, or Sixte are in no way related. This applies to any line of descent from the Crusader Landry Six b 1080. She also states that the in no connection to the Fermin Six/Cye line of Lille, Dept of Nord, France. This family later lived in England. This was the theory widely purported by Louis de Boer a researcher who did work for Lucetta B. Gibson back in the 1950's. In her articles written for the NY Gen and Bio Record, 1983, GSH has documented well beyond a reasonable doubt that the Fermin Six line does not cross the Isaac Sy/Sie/See line at any time.
For me, since this corresponds with many things that my father, Clifton L. See, told me, I'm convinced. I have the articles in question, if anyone would like them.
Rena See Forinash
See Genealogy Homepage | Lisa's Genealogy Homepage


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XP will continue to copy files, then post a new screen that asks you to press "s" to install the driver.
Insert the floppy, press the "s" key, then follow XP's prompts.
If you are upgrading Win98 or ME, you may first have to remove the current Win98 drivers.
To remove these drivers, delete the following files
You can use the Windows search option, or look in the following directories
Both of these files are found in c \windows\system\iosubsys
hpt366.inf (this may also be listed using the full controller name)
This file is located in c \windows\inf\other
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It just made sense.
When Michael Barry, president of the Kitsap Soap Box Derby Association, and Laura Kneib, owner of the F.R.O.G. Soap Company, thought about bringing soap box derby back to downtown Bremerton, having an exhibition in front of her soap store seemed like the perfect place.
"Because I have a soap shop and he runs the soap box derby… I mean what better combination?," said Kneib.
So, after a bit of planning, the two have come up with a time, date and place.
On Friday, Sept. 5, in conjunction with the First Friday Art Walk event in downtown Bremerton, there will be an informational exhibit by Kitsap Soap Box Derby Association. From about 5 to 8 p.m. Barry will be on hand near F.R.O.G. Soap at 504 Fifth St. Barry plans to have a couple of soapbox derby cars for folks to see and some of the kids who drive them will be there to talk to others who may want to join.
According to Barry, there were soapbox derby events in downtown Bremerton on Fourth Street from about 2003 until 2008 or 2009.
"The association began in Bremerton," he said. "We had our races on the hill on Fourth Street, before the movie theater went in. All the local businesses would participate and we'd close the street on Saturdays and Sundays for the races. People would come from all over to watch."
For several years the races happened without any issues and the city supported them, he said. But as the club grew and younger kids began to race, they needed smoother surfaces for the younger kids to race on.
"It's all about the racer's skill and with the rougher roads, and the brick crossings in the middle of the block, we had to find another location," he said.
The club was originally sponsored by the Silverdale Sunrise Rotary and so they moved to Silverdale and then, eventually to Poulsbo, where they race now.
Currently, they are a nonprofit and have about 42 active members, each with their own soapbox car. They are a part of Region I competition and race against kids from Oregon, Idaho, Montana and Alaska. Racers are from 7 to 18 years old and race in three categories, stock, super stock and master drivers, based on age.
The racing season begins in April and lasts through September with regional competition and then nationals following that. The world competition happens this year in Akron, Ohio in October.
For the Sept. 5 event in downtown Bremerton, it's Barry's hope that parents and kids interested in soapbox derby will come out and find out about the sport which originally got its name because the non-motorized cars that operate based on gravity were made of soap boxes.
"We want to interact with the Bremerton community and find out if there's an interest in bringing soap box races back to downtown Bremerton," he said. "And then we'll begin looking at what location would be best for the races."
It could be Fourth or Fifth Street, or somewhere else.
"All we really need are hills, and we've got lots of them around here," Barry said. "We need room to put the cars at the top of a hill and then a way to get them back to the top of the hill after they race."
Barry got into soapbox racing years ago because of his daughters, who are now 13 and 18 years old. His daughters will be at event on Sept. 5. The Admiral Theatre will allow soap box cars to park at the theater parking.
"We just want to give soapbox derby another chance in downtown Bremerton," said Kneib, of F.R.O.G. soap. "The derby is a great activity for families. If I was a kid, I'd want to do it.
"Who knows, maybe by next year there will be derby races in Bremerton," she said. "This is a good start."
For more information, call Barry at 360-340-2249, or Kneib at 360-337-0934.


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While college serves as an excellent opportunity for young adults to further their education and receive training that will get them started on a career path, the admissions process is becoming more and more competitive.
Therefore, it is important for parents to become informed of how to ensure their child is on the right track toward continued education after high school.
Planning for college actually begins in middle school, when eighth grade students work with their guidance counselor to create a four-year plan for high school. Part of the focus of this planning is to determine whether the student wants to go to college, technical school or straight to work.
Parents should talk openly with their kids about these options and discuss which high school courses they will need for the track they choose. Freshman year of high school is a great time for students to begin a list of college possibilities and discuss them with their parents. This discussion should include what students are looking for in a college experience, such as location, cost, area of study, extracurricular opportunities in which the student wants to be involved, and philosophy of the institution. While many teenagers may not know the exact career they want to pursue, most will know the general direction they want to take, such as focusing on an education in the arts, sciences or foreign languages.
As students move through tenth and eleventh grade, they will take college entrance exams, narrow down their lists and set up visits to the colleges to which they are planning to apply. Applications for admission should be sent in early fall of their senior year. Colleges not only review grades and test scores, they also look for students who challenge themselves, have varied interests and can communicate their goals.
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Spokesperson Background:
Regina Alexander is a licensed counselor at Cone Health Behavioral Health Hospital, specializing in mood disorders. She received a Bachelor of Arts in Psychology from Greensboro College in 2002, and earned a Master of Social Work from the joint program at University of North Carolina Greensboro and North Carolina A&T University in 2007.


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Resource Committees
Priest Rapids Coordinating Committee (PRCC)
Agendas | Meeting Minutes | SOAs
As required under the Biological Opinion for the Priest Rapids Project, Grant PUD established and participates in a committee to oversee the implementation of the anadromous fish activities associated with the Priest Rapids Project. This committee, called the Priest Rapids Coordinating Committee (PRCC), began meeting in September 2004 and is comprised of representatives from NOAA Fisheries, U.S. Fish & Wildlife Service, Washington Department of Fish & Wildlife, Colville Confederated Tribes, Yakama Nation, Confederated Tribes of the Umatilla Reservation and Grant PUD staff. The PRCC also coordinates the implementation of the adaptive management program contained in the Salmon and Steelhead Settlement Agreement for species affected by the Priest Rapids Project not covered under the Biological Opinion.
PRCC Habitat Subcommittee
Agendas | Meeting Minutes | SOAs
In 2005, the PRCC appointed agency, tribal and utility representatives to a PRCC Habitat Subcommittee. This subcommittee is charged with developing a habitat plan designed to shepherd the development and implementation of spring Chinook salmon and steelhead habitat protection and restoration.This group makes decisions concerning the funding of tributary or mainstem habitat conservation and restoration. projects.
PRCC Hatchery Subcommittee
Agendas | Meeting Minutes | SOAs
The Priest Rapids Coordinating Committee (PRCC) Hatchery Subcommittee oversees the development, implementation and monitoring of species-specific hatchery programs designed to supplement naturally producing populations, including spring, summer and fall Chinook, steelhead, sockeye and coho.
Priest Rapids Fish Forum (PRFF)
Agendas | Meeting Minutes | SOAs
The Priest Rapids Fish Forum was convened under Grant PUD's 401 Certification for the purposes of coordinating and implementing programs for white sturgeon, Pacific lamprey, bull trout and native residential fish traveling through or inhabiting the waters of the Priest Rapids Project. This forum consists of representatives from Grant PUD, Native American tribes and agencies with fish management authorities.
Hanford Reach Working Group (HRWG)
Agendas | Meeting Minutes | SOAs
The Hanford Reach Working Group was convened to develop flow regimes which protect fall Chinook in the Hanford Reach of the Columbia River. This group is comprised of representatives of Grant, Chelan and Douglas PUDs, Bonneville Power Administration, NOAA Fisheries, Washington Department of Fish & Wildlife and the Confederated Tribes of the Colville Indian Reservation. All are signatories of the 2004 Hanford Reach Fall Chinook Protection Program Agreement.


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I brought along two white t-shirts to the Craft and Hobby Association Mega Show - one for Tanya and one for me. My original plan of doing something with Pantone's Color of the Year was a bust and Rit Dye didn't exhibit, so I had to come up with something different. On Sunday morning, I issued the challenge. Tanya and I would each decorate our shirts separately, with help from exhibitors on the show floor. Basically, anything goes.
I had no game plan when we separated on Sunday morning. I had a handful of appointments on my schedule, so in between those, I wandered around looking for some shirt-friendly colorants. My first few inquiries were unsuccessful. I found some fun mists, powdered dyes, and inks, but none of them were for wearable fabric. My first success was at the Eclectic Products booth (makers of E-6000 and Allure Dimensional Adhesive Paint). Mark Montano was doing a Valentine's Day make-and-take, so I explained the challenge and asked if I could use the supplies to decorate my shirt. I used pink to color in the eraser on the pencil, then glued a large felt heart to the sleeve and outlined it in pink as well. Thanks, Mark!
My next successful stop was at Marvy Uchida. They weren't set up for a make-and-take, but generously offered some fabric pens for me to use. I used a royal blue to color in the pencil and to add dots all the way around the neck.
The next stop was at Expressions Vinyl. They were partnered with Siser to show how easy it is to apply vinyl to shirts. Perfect! I added "Eat Sleep Craft Repeat" in gold vinyl to my empty sleeve, then a California bear on the back. It looked awesome.
Then I happened upon the Brother booth, where Joanne Banko was demonstrating the PE540D Embroidery Machine. So cool! She had me pick out a thread color for my name, then a second color for a border. She surprised me with the design. I love it!
At this point, I thought I was done... until I passed by The Rhinestone World. They offered to add a sparkly 'CHA 2016' opposite my embroidered name!
It took awhile for their machine to heat up, so I browsed through all of their samples. They have some really cool stuff. Isn't this neat?
Time to apply the rhinestones.
I was happy with how my shirt looked, but I decided to add more color for a more complete transformation. I talked with the people at DesignMaster. They really wanted to help, but unfortunately, they were required by the Fire Marshall to have only empty aerosol cans in their booth. How frustrating! They had some beautiful projects on display with gorgeous colors that would have been so pretty on my shirt.
Lindy's Stamp Gang to the rescue, for what I thought would be my final stop.
On the last day of CHA, I put on my shirt and headed to the show floor to thank everyone who contributed to making it so colorful. I hadn't even gotten to the first booth when Emmie from Art Foamies offered to stamp on my shirt. She added a fun swirl to my stomach and my back. Remember that I was wearing the shirt at the time!
The Rhinestone World
...Lindy's Stamp Gang and Art Foamies.
Here's the finished shirt. Quite a transformation! And about as far from my usual style as possible, which is half the fun.
Now on to Tanya's shirt! For a variety of reasons, including the fact that she spent one less day at CHA than I did, she wasn't able to complete the shirt while on the show floor. Instead, she used materials she gathered to decorate her shirt once she got home. Isn't it cute?! And very different from mine!
Tanya used:
- Plaid Fabric Creations Soft Fabric Ink in Ganache
- Eclectic Products E6000 Fabri-Fuse Fabric Glue
- Buttons Galore and More (May Flaum's 28 Lilac Lane line)
- Pink & Main Heart Stamp
Thanks again to everyone who helped us!


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True, this concept is a little cliche... But think of it as an experiment, in more ways than one.
Andrew Joshua Talon
DISCLAIMER: No, I don't own Love Hina. Bummer.
He was going to kill Suu. That was all there was to it.
He was going to kill her. He was going to choke the life out of her and throw her over the side of the Hinata, then pour gasoline all over her body and throw down a match. A lit match, that is, no need to make the same mistake twice...
Or he'd just use a laser gun, yeah. Faster, easier, and conveniently within reach. Yes, kill her with that...
And he was going to enjoy it. Screw the consequences, he'd enjoy killing her. Just as soon as he-
"All right, Keitaro! Smile!"
Her daily exercises were usually a place for Motoko to think and gain some perspective on the myriad of happenings in the Hinata Sou. She was alone with her thoughts on the roof, practicing her stances, dodges, and attack patterns. Only her memories for company.
On some occasions, this could be a wonderful way to find some insight into herself.
On most... It was just annoying.
One, two, three, four... One, two, three, four...
Hey, guess what? Said a voice inside her head that sounded vaguely like Kanako's. Motoko scowled, but decided to bite.
Guess who's still asleep?
Who, praytell?
You know... Short... Wears glasses... Cute?
Shut up.
C'mon... Let's go to his room. We can hold him down; rip off his shirt with our teeth...
I'm not listening...
Let's go! You know you want to...
He's Naru's. I'm not interested...
Oh please. He's with her just because he likes getting thrashed. But, if YOU ravish AND thrash him-
Shut up, shut up, not listening, la la la la la...
"Morning, Motoko-chan!" Motoko paused, cursing her libido for interfering with her senses. She took a deep breath, and turned around, bowing to Urashima respectfully.
"Good morning, Urashima." When she stood up from her bow, Motoko suddenly found that she had difficulty breathing. She also found that she was suspended above the ground at an angle, being held in surprisingly strong arms. It took her confused mind a few extra milliseconds to determine the reason for her lack of breath.
"Hm... You're a good kisser, you know?" Keitaro grinned, pulling back slightly from Motoko's face. Her face, which he'd been sucking only a second or two ago. A fact that, only now, had Motoko managed to come to grips with. Her mind rebooted, and shifted the wide-eyed expression on her face to a deadly scowl.
"URASHIMA! WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DO-" And he kissed her again. AGAIN! Part of her mind screamed bloody murder, shuddered, and yelped "EW! COOTIES!" The rest of her was too focused on the kiss itself, and the reactions it was causing inside her body.
"Hm... Definitely better this time... You were into it more," Keitaro smirked as he, once again, pulled away. Motoko's brain was currently like a three-legged hamster that fell out of it's wheel-Trying to get back on again and finding it nearly impossible. Oh yeah, and the hamster (which technically did not exist) was distracted from the wheel (which, she supposed, technically did not exist either) by, well... Sunflower seeds (which also, technically, didn't exist, aside from as a metaphor for the kiss with Keitaro).
"So, would you like to freshen up in the hot springs? I can scrub your back," Keitaro stated into her thoughts, as casually as though he'd been talking about the three-legged hamster in it's wheel... Which technically didn't-
"URASHIMA! What-... What were you-What's going-Why did you-?"
"'Cause you're a beautiful woman, duh, and I'm attracted to you," Keitaro grinned, rolling his eyes, as though it were the most obvious thing in the world. Motoko blinked. The hamster had just choked on a sunflower seed.
"Um... All right..."
"So... Want to take a bath?"
"Nah, that's not going to work. I'd like it better when you scream "Keitaro!". It has such a lovely sound to it, don't you think?" Keitaro brazenly asked, grinning down at the samurai. Motoko's brain was struggling to get things rolling again, attempting to find a way to rationalize this and say that this all had to be a dream. Or she'd eaten too much of Kitsune's cooking. Or she was having one hell of a hangover from one of Kitsune's parties.
This was real.
And Keitaro really wanted to... Erm... That... With her.
Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Chanted her libido.
"Um... Ura-"
"Keitaro, remember?"
"Um, yes... K-Keitaro... What's... Why are you acting so strangely?"
"How do you mean?" Keitaro asked, playfully kissing her neck. Motoko's heart skipped a beat.
"Um... That. This. This whole-"
"What? Oh, do you mean... This?" Keitaro kissed her deeply again, completely wiping out anything Motoko's mind had managed to reconstruct for the purposes of reason.
"Or," Keitaro said, wearing a smirk that fit far better on Kentaro's visage, "this?" And Keitaro proceeded to kiss her all over her face, down her neck, and across her collar bone.
"No... I mean-Huh? Hah... Ah... Stop, please... Really, I-Oh! No, don't-!"
"Don't do what? Do this?"
"No, I mean-Oh! Mmm... Oh, no, Ura-Keitaro, I'm going to-Oh, Kami..."
Kitsune nursed her latest bottle of sake, yet another pilfered commodity added to her lavish stores. She grinned as she took another swig, relishing the slight burn down her throat and the answering tingle in her nervous system. Ah...
"Sigh..." Kitsune blinked, and tilted her head. Sitting next to her, looking more depressed than she had ever seen him, Keitaro moped. His head was down, his eyes empty, his shoulders drooping. Kitsune blinked.
"What's up, Keitaro?" She asked, smiling slightly. "Naru turn you down again?" Keitaro sighed again, managing to look even more downcast, even though Kitsune had been fairly certain that this was the lowest she'd seen him.
"What's...? What's wrong?" Kitsune asked, blinking. Concern filled her alcohol-saturated heart, as she leaned over. She couldn't help it: Keitaro's mood seemed to drain the life out of the room.
"I... I'd just..." Kitsune took a deep breath, and narrowed her eyes. She'd be damned if she let him bring her down with another of his sulk fests.
"Look, Keitaro, tell me what's wrong! Stop moping! You're not going to get anywhere if you-" Keitaro burst into tears, sobbing hysterically and cowering at Kitsune's tone. Kitsune blinked awkwardly.
"Uh... Keitaro?"
"I'm sorry!" Keitaro wailed, bawling his eyes out. "I didn't mean to make you angry! I'm sorry!" Kitsune just stared at the over-emotional ronin, shaking her head.
"Uh... Keitaro, that's... Okay. I'm... I'm sorry."
"No, I should be sorry... Remember that time I said you were a whore behind your back?" Kitsune blinked. When had he...?
"Um... No?"
"I'm sorry, so sorry... I was angry and upset, and Motoko had just hit me and-Huh! Oh no! I have to apologize for bending her sword!" Kitsune blinked. Sure, Keitaro was a nice guy who tended to pick on himself a lot... But this was just ridiculous.
"Keitaro, did you take your medication today?" Kitsune asked, forcing a smile, trying out a joke. Maybe it could-
"I have medication?! I FORGOT TO TAKE IT?!" Keitaro gasped, his eyes wide. He sprung up and headed for the kitchen, where he could be heard loudly apologizing to Shinobu for walking in on her like that. This left Kitsune staring after the kanrinin, blinking.
Just what the hell was wrong with him today?
In another part of the Hinata Sou, Naru Narusegawa was angrily stomping along the hallway. Her fury could be felt by the dullest of men. Her anger could cause whole fields of beautiful wild flowers to burn into embers. Her sheer anger-
Well, it's enough to cause the narration to shift back to her, as Naru stalked along the ancient corridor.
"WHERE ARE YOU, YOU BASTARD?!" She screamed, eyes burning a demonic red. She searched for the target of her fury, the instigator of her petulance.
"Right here, bitch," responded a cool and collected male voice, from behind her. Naru blinked, her anger momentarily sated. She turned around.
There was Keitaro, smiling at her. Wait, no-"Smiling" wasn't exactly the best adverb. He was smirking, and-Leering? Since when had Keitaro leered? So taken aback by this change in her "study buddy" (cough) that her anger evaporated like water on a hot sidewalk.
"Um... Keitaro?"
"Looking for the person who spray-painted "BITCH" all over your room, and set your underwear on fire?" Keitaro asked, his smirk growing in... What was that particular feeling? She knew it started with an "E", but seeing it on Keitaro's face had robbed her of what, precisely, it was...
"Yeah, that was me," Keitaro stated, a voice as smooth as silk but hard as steel. He grinned ferally at her, and began to approach her with slow, steady, measured steps. Naru involuntarily began stepping back, eyes wide.
"And I'm going to do more. Much, much more," he hissed, baring his teeth. He resembled a big cat, his fangs bared, eyes narrowed-
Wait. Fangs?
"Keitaro! What-What the hell-?!" And then he pounced. A strength Naru had never felt from Keitaro once in all the times they'd made physical contact held her down on the floor, Keitaro cackling maliciously above her.
"Keitaro! Get the hell off me you-" SMACK! Naru's cheeks burned red, as she screamed against the duct tape wrapped around her mouth. Keitaro grinned, taping down the other, flailing parts of Naru's anatomy.
"You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that," Keitaro hissed, taping down Naru's legs with only moderate difficulty. Naru shrieked louder against the tape, her eyes bulging, as Keitaro stood over her, snickering.
"Oh well... Believe me, Naru, this is only the beginning of your torment... Only the beginning," Keitaro warned, and with a final cackle he stalked off down the hall. Naru continued struggling against the tape, pulling as hard as she could.
"Dum, dee dee dum..." Sang a familiar voice down the hallway. Naru began screaming frantically, hoping someone could hear her struggle. Help me before he comes-!
"Oh my, Naru! Oh dear, are you all right?" Naru momentarily stopped struggling, and stared up at Keitaro again. This time, Keitaro was smiling down at her, serene and pure and concerned. Despite the earlier event involving him, Naru began to feel calm and hopeful in the presence of the kanrinin.
WAIT! HOLD ON! He just duct-taped you to the floor, and now you're feeling okay when he comes back?! Her mind screamed at her lack of logic. Naru mentally shook her head as Keitaro knelt down and tried pulling at the tape around her ankles.
"Oh my, Naru-chan, who would do this to you?" Keitaro gasped, staring down in shock and dismay. YOU, YOU #%$ RETARD! Naru screamed at him through the duct-tape gag, to which Keitaro blinked apologetically.
"I'm sorry, Naru dear, I can't understand you. And I'm reluctant to pull the tape off your mouth as it might result in pain for you," Keitaro reasoned, pulled at the ankle tape. "Grrr... Wow, this is stuck tight! I could use some help on this..."
"May I be of assistance?" Naru struggled against the tape holding her neck down, her eyes nearly bursting out of their sockets. This can't be happening. She was hallucinating. The fumes from the tape had to be getting to her, or she'd simply been asleep too long...
"Yes! You would be of great help! Thank you!" Said Keitaro, smiling happily... At Keitaro, holding a large book in his arm and adjusting his glasses. The second Keitaro knelt down with the first, studying the now-hysterical girl.
"Hm... The tape has been applied in such a way as to support itself against Naru's struggles, and has been taped over itself to resist removal by force," the second Keitaro analyzed, tapping the side of his chin, while Naru questioned her sanity. "In addition, given how she's stretched out, her position negates much of the energy she could use to pull herself free."
"So, what do we do?" Asked the first Keitaro. The second Keitaro smiled, taking the edge of just one of the web of tape holding Naru down.
"We simply apply sufficient force in the one direction the tape is vulnerable. Observe," the second Keitaro said, and with that, he tugged on one strip of tape. Amazingly, the whole of the restraints holding Naru gave way, stripping away from the floor and allowing Naru to jump up to a sitting position, staring at the two Keitaros with wild eyes.
"Why, that was marvelous! Great job!" Complimented the first Keitaro.
"Thank you, thank you... Merely an application of physics, mind you, nothing more," replied the second. Naru pulled the duct tape gag from her mouth, cursing the pain, before she began screaming hysterically.
"Who are you?! What's going on?! Why the hell did you set me free? Why did you tie me down in the first place? Why-?!" This rant caused the two Keitaros to sweatdrop in shock, before a third joined them, yawning dramatically.
"Meh... Hey, what's all the racket?" The third Keitaro asked. Behind him, Mutsumi Otohime walked in, also yawning.
"Oh my, yes... Naru, I believe it's too early-" Mutsumi blinked, looking at the third Keitaro (according to Naru). She then looked at the first and second Keitaros. The first smiled at her and waved, saying," Good morning, Mutsumi-chan! It's wonderful to see you today!" while the second nodded respectfully and greeted," Salutations, Mutsumi-chan. A pleasant morning to you."
Mutsumi blinked, looking over all three of the Keitaros again, before calmly saying, "Ara, Keitaro, there are three of you."
"FOUR! THERE ARE FOUR OF HIM!" Naru shrieked, shaking and backing up against a wall. The three Keitaros looked around at each other, blinking.
"Hm... Yes, I suppose there are three of us here," said the second Keitaro, tilting his head thoughtfully. The first Keitaro smiled peaceably. The third blinked, then smiled, then hiccupped, before he went, "Neat!", his cheeks pink and adorable.
"Oh my..." Mutsumi kept looking back and forth between all three Keitaros, blinking between each shift of attention.
"Actually, I made six of him!" Came a high-pitched, slightly accented cackle from down the hallway. All assembled turned and looked at Kaolla Suu, grinning like a maniac, as a sour-faced Keitaro followed her, in the clutches of a Mecha-Tama. Naru blinked awkwardly, as did everyone else.
It was a little bit later, that, in the living room of the Hinata Sou, the residents all sat down... Along with the six Keitaros. One sat back on the couch, relaxed and confident, occasionally winking at various girls (Motoko in particular, who blushed), the next sat timidly on the couch, nervous and casting furtive glances at everyone, the one after that read his book calmly, the next cheerfully chatted with everyone (though there were few responses to his attempts at conversation), the one after that played with a yo-yo, and finally, the one who had mistreated Naru, was tied up and sulking on the floor.
Kitsune sat next to the yo-yo-ing Keitaro, just staring at him in disbelief, as well as the other Keitaros. Shinobu was passed out, having fainted dead away by the cheerful Keitaro. Haruka sat next to the confident Keitaro, looking only slightly-less impassive than usual, while the timid Keitaro sat between a shaking Naru and a bemused Mutsumi. The intellectual Keitaro simply sat in an armchair, while Motoko was near the evil-looking Keitaro, her sword drawn. Sarah was also passed out in shock, on the floor, but no one really cared.
Suu took center stage, grinning.
"As you can see, each Keitaro is a representation of a specific facet of Keitaro's personality!"
"Did you accomplish this with a quantum inversion of the various aural layers that create our collective consciousness?" Inquired the Keitaro with the book. Everyone around him blinked, before Suu, grinningly, nodded.
"Yes! See? That brainy side of Keitaro! Usually repressed by his insecurities and fear!" Suu pointed at the timid-looking Keitaro, who looked up at Suu's finger and began to tear up.
"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to," the timid Keitaro sobbed, as Mutsumi took him into her embrace to calm him down. Suu then pulled out a list of notes, and pointed at the confident-looking Keitaro.
"This is another side of Keitaro's! His courage and confidence!" This Keitaro grinned, giving a thumbs up to Motoko, to which she blushed like crazy.
"If I may ask, Suu-chan, what do I represent?" Asked the cheerful Keitaro with an inquiring smile.
"Suu thinks you are Keitaro's compassionate and peaceful side," Suu replied, smiling at him, to which he smiled back. Suu then turned to the yo-yoing Keitaro, and grinned.
"That Suu's favorite-Keitaro's fun-loving, happy side!" This Keitaro grinned, slapping Kitsune on the back playfully before kissing the cheek of a just-now recovering Shinobu. To this kiss, of course, she fainted dead away again.
"And this one's, what? Keitaro's anger?" Naru asked, pointing down at the struggling Keitaro on the floor. Suu nodded.
"Yes! His repressed evil side!" The evil Keitaro glared at the girls, snarling against his gag.
"Kanako's going to love this when she gets back," Kitsune mused aloud, as the fun-loving Keitaro gulped down a soda and burped, then laughed, then did it again.
"So, Suu? Any way to fix this?" Naru asked pensively, glaring at the confident Keitaro winking at Motoko and making rather odd gestures towards her.
"Suu not know! Suu just wanted to try out process and see if it would work! Would save lots of money on live-action anime movies!" Suu answered brightly, leading to a good sweatdrop by all.
"Nevertheless, perhaps you should find a way to fix this..." Haruka deadpanned, her eyebrow twitching slightly. The confident Keitaro scoffed.
"Bah! Heck no! I like being this way. I mean, I get to be me. Really me." The fun loving Keitaro nodded vigerously, grinning.
"Yeah! It's no fun being stuck behind him," the fun loving Keitaro said, jerking a thumb at the timid Keitaro. "I've never felt so alive!"
"I must concur," stated the intellectual Keitaro, closing his book and standing. "I mean, we are all, essentially, Keitaro. In a sense, we are duplicates of him, only without a few key psychological variations. I must admit, being free to pursue knowledge at my will is an invigorating prospect."
"I do wish for everyone to be happy," said the cheerful Keitaro thoughtfully, "but my own happiness is something that has been oppressed by fear and loneliness. I can do such good in the world, being free. I can't imagine going back to how I was."
"Hear hear!" Said the confident Keitaro. Naru stood up, fuming.
"Now look! You guys don't have a choice! You're all just, just pieces of the same person! You can't just stay like this! You're not whole!"
"What, just because we're not hampered by him?" Confident Keitaro snorted, glaring at Timid Keitaro. Timid Keitaro pulled back, looking miserable, as Mutsumi patted him on the back.
"It's... It's not natural! You can't be brainy all the time, or courageous, or nice," Naru argued. "A real human being is someone who is more than just one emotion! Ergo, you're not real! Really real!"
"I disagree," Brainy Keitaro interjected. "If we really were simply one aspect of Keitaro, each, with no feelings other than related to what we represented, then I would concur. But I feel anger, love, and sadness just like you. I simply adjust to it rationally and logically."
"I face my emotions head on, and express them so that they don't screw me up!" Crowed Confident Keitaro. "It's better than taking it out on my 'study buddy'." To this, Naru huffed.
"I want to go have some fun," whined Fun Keitaro. "Why don't we go to a karaoke club and mock a boy band?"
"As long as it's good natured ribbing, and not, you know, being hurtful, I'm willing," said Kind Keitaro happily. "Would you like to go, Shinobu?" Shinobu stuttered, looking at Kind Keitaro in shock.
"Of course! I'm always happy to have you along!"
"NO! Stop! You are NOT going off on your own!" Naru snarled, glaring at all six Keitaros. "You are staying right here, until we fix this!"
"Nah. Later toots," Confident Keitaro said, before extending a hand to a beet-red Motoko. "Would you like to go out with me, Motoko?"
"I'd-I'd-Um... All-All right," Motoko stuttered, causing everyone else to stare at her, slack-jawed. Motoko got up, took Keitaro's arm, and headed out the door.
"HEY! Stop! I'm not finished with you!"
"Hey Mutsumi! Kitsune! Wanna go have a drinking contest!" Fun Keitaro asked, jumping up and down. Kitsune stared at him, before smiling.
"Will you pay for it?"
"Only if you win!"
"You're on, Slim! Let's see what you've got! C'mon Mutsumi!"
"Oh my... What about Timid Keitaro?" Timid Keitaro shook in Mutsumi's arms, looking fearfully at everyone else as usual. Kitsune looked thoughtful.
"Bring him along! Maybe we can loosen him up!" Fun Keitaro suggested, grabbing his 'brother' by the arm and dragging him out the door, followed by Kitsune and Mutsumi.
"No, hey! KITSUNE! MUTSUMI! STOP! RIGHT THIS INSTANT!"
"It would appear that your screaming has no affect," mused Brainy Keitaro, going back to his book. "Most unfortunate." Naru, seething, grabbed Brainy Keitaro by the collar and shook him violently.
"Hm, never one for restraint," mused Brainy Keitaro, still calm even with the redhead's assault. "Instead, you choose to vent your frustrations with violence."
"Gee, you figured that out all by yourself?" Naru raged, dropping him on the floor and storming off. Kind Keitaro looked concerned, and stood up, facing Shinobu regretfully.
"Shinobu-chan? Would you like to go to a kareoke bar later today?"
"Um, that's okay, Sempai... I just... Need to... To study," Shinobu stuttered, still sunk completely in a daze due to today's events. Kind Keitaro nodded, smiled, gave Shinobu's hands a comforting squeeze, and set out after Naru. Shinobu turned, and dreamily walked into the kitchen.
"There is only a 4.5% chance of her actually letting him talk to her," Brainy Keitaro threw out behind his book. Haruka, still sitting on the couch and smoking, looked at this version of her nephew quizzically.
"You don't care about Naru?"
"Not really. My rational side gave up on her long ago," Brainy Keitaro replied, passively reading. "I have no particular feelings for her."
"I suppose, by your very existence, that you have no feelings."
"Not true," Brainy Keitaro argued. "I care a great deal for Shinobu, and admire Motoko's dedication, for instance. I am hardly all knowledge and logic-Logic is only the beginning of true wisdom."
"Hm, I suppose you do have some brains in there," Haruka mused, taking a long drag of her cigarette, leaning back and staring up at the ceiling.
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Cars: 1991 Toyota Previa and MR2
Prices: $13,998 and $14,898
As the competition works to match the leaders of the present auto market, Toyota is quickly reloading its arsenal to become the force to be reckoned with in the future.
This model year, Toyota introduced Lexus - a new line of luxury sports sedans. The Celica sports coupe was renewed this year with a strikingly different design.
Now Toyota is debuting more new vehicles. Scheduled to go on sale later this month, the 1991 Previa and MR2 are guaranteed to turn plenty of heads. The two boast styling as radical as their Celica sister, following Toyota's goal of becoming the industry's leading innovator of automotive design. A new Land Cruiser will also debut this month.
Toyota's hot mid-engine sports car is back. The 1991 MR2 has a new turbo engine and T-top roof. Destined to outdo its predecessor, the MR2 is faster and finer than ever. It is longer, lower and wider.
ENGINE: The car is equipped with two different power plants, each borrowed from the Celica. The base MR2 comes with a 2.2-liter, dual overhead cam, 16-valve four cylinder engine which makes 130 horsepower. The motor is designed to provide better low-end acceleration for city driving.
The Turbo model is powered by a 2.0-liter engine of the same configuration with an intercooled, twin-entry turbocharger. The ideal weight distribution afforded by the midship engine location helps the car handle the high drive speeds that the Turbo is capable of producing.
HARDWARE: A four-speed automatic transmission is available on the base MR2 only. The five-speed "stick" is standard equipment across the board. The car has an Electro-Hydraulic power steering system that uses an electric motor instead of engine power to create hydraulic pressure for low-speed maneuvering.
Anti-lock brakes are optional on the MR2. In the tradition of more serious sports cars, the MR2 has wider P20 5/60 tires and 7-inch wheels in the rear.
The Previa's styling is more futuristic than other minivans. It is surprisingly close to a perfect egg shape and has a very impressive 0.34coefficient of drag, lower than most cars. And the styling wonders continue indoors.
INTERIOR: From the driver's seat, one would think that the Previa is actually a spaceship. The van has a modern interior design and lots of room. The wide-band gauges are oval in shape like many of the van's features. The center console protrudes into the passenger area in mid-air, equipped with ventilation ducts on either side. The glove compartment operates like a trunk. The curvy dash which flows into the doors draws attention to the neatly-folded windshield wipers outside, pointing in opposite directions.
To increase passenger room, the engine was set at a 75-degree angle under the vehicle floor. Along with contributing to space in the cabin front, a lower floor profile adds to standing room. The front wheels are positioned ahead of the doors for ease of entry. The minivan seats seven, and the rear seats split, slide, recline, and fold up to the side for increased cargo space.
ENGINE: In spite of its odd arrangement under the hood, the 2.4-liter dual overhead cam, 16-valve four cylinder engine is designed to maximize serviceability.
Although the engine is only a four cylinder, the minivan weighs only 3,500 pounds and is capable of towing just as much heft. A V6 is rumored for later.
The Previa comes with either a five-speed manual or four-speed automatic transmission.
* This story was written by Nathan B. Hardy using information provided by Toyota.
* Engine: 2.2 liter, DOHC, 16-valve four cylinder; 2.0 liter intercooled
* Power: 130 hp; 200 hp (turbo)
* Torque: 140 lb-ft; 200 lb-ft (turbo)
* Wheelbase: 94.5 in
* Curb weight: 2,600 lb
* Turning circle: 32.2 ft
* Fuel capacity: 14.3 gal
* Engine: 2.4 liter, DOHC, 16-valve four cylinder
* Power: 138 hp
* Torque: 154 lb
* Wheelbase: 112.8 in
* Coefficient of drag: 0.34cd
* Curb weight: 3,500 lb
* Fuel capacity: 19.8 gal
* Fuel economy: 18 city, 23 highway


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It's been big business ever since.
About $6 billion in long distance charges will be billed to 108 million calling cards in 1990, according to Transaction Billing Resources Inc., which processes calling card bills. At least half of those charges are made on business accounts.
Most of those cards are issued by the three major carriers: American Telephone and Telegraph Co. (44 million), MCI Communications Corp. (15 million), and US Sprint Communications Co. (10 million).


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The Blight of Drugs on Our Society Is Creeping Inwards
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Published: 2001/10/09
Our Forum For Healing Continues…
Suddenly, courage is everywhere. It bleeds from the pages of
newspapers, and cries up defiantly from mountains of pulverized rubble.
Imagine finding the courage to storm the cockpit of a passenger jet,
knowing it will probably speed your own violent end. Imagine rushing
into a burning, buckling tower of glass and steel to give aid to perfect
strangers. Imagine getting out of bed the morning after losing a
spouse, or a child, or a parent in a despicable act of mass murder and
going on with life. My heart swells with admiration for all of the
people who did these things, and breaks for their loss.
But like those people caught in the storm, we have all been called to
summon our courage. No matter where we were that morning, we are not
separate from the victims in New York and Pennsylvania and Washington,
D.C. We are their brothers and sisters, and so we owe ourselves
nothing less than a sober reckoning of our world, how we made it the way it is, and how to make it better. Let's get started, shall we, before the bombs and the guns resume their
deafening roar.
Plainly stated, the situation is insane. Living under the right flag
inside the right borders doesn't make it any less so, nor do mutterings
of how the world has ever been thus. Patriotism may be noble, but
patriotism is a lame excuse for ignorance, and specious historical
clichare even lamer excuses for complacency.
Are we truly prepared to resign ourselves to this cycle of inhumanity,
to a war without end, amen? Are we deeply content explaining to our
children that guns and bombs are legitimate tools for solving
differences, or dancing them awkwardly around the circumstances in which
it's permissible to kill?
If we are not, then we must speak, and we must act.
I realize that it's unpopular to knock a good war right now. People are
angry, people want action, and people are probably right. Benjamin
Franklin said, 'Without justice, courage is weak.' While I don't think
he was talking about the kind of justice dispensed from a Patriot
missile or the muzzle of an M-16, I believe that we should and must seek
out the responsible parties and find some measure of justice.
But why do I even need to say that?
I need to say that because those who are speaking out in favor of
American introspection and examination have already been tarred as
cowards, just as those who opposed the Vietnam War were tarred as
cowards, and that is shameful. We've been swept into a riptide of moral
absolutism, a return to the rubric of 'my country, right or wrong' that
stifles not only protected dissent, but also genuine thought.
You're either with us or against us, President Bush announces to the
world. Are we sure we're prepared for the world's response?
These are the horns of an ancient dilemma, the kind of dilemma that
topples empires. It's myopia. We see the wasp on the tip of our nose,
all right, but we're so distracted by it that we fail to see the
incoming swarm. And if we manage to detect the greater threat, sheer
panic prevents an honest assessment of why the swarm took an interest in
the first place. Perhaps our fight-or-flight response works best when
we're able to conceive of the enemy as a monolithic agent of evil; it
shoves the prickly questions to a dark corner of the mind so we can
advocate violence with a clear conscience.
No matter. Our government, and our media, and most of our friends and
neighbors are wholeheartedly sold on this rubber stamp war-to-come, this
rhetorical prelude to an uncertain campaign of counter-terror and
shadowy killing. Sadly, it appears that we may have no choice but to
defend ourselves with force this time. But are we truly blind enough to
believe that a sustained War On Terror (a surreal, Kubrickian turn of
phrase if there ever was one) can ever choke off the problem at its
The best possible military scenario — one in which the far-reaching Al
Qaida network is unearthed to the man and either killed or deported to
face trial here in the United States — is as unlikely as it is
insufficient. The Al Qaida and Osama bin Laden are only today's news,
the villains of the month; even the CIA acknowledges that there are
legions of others old and new, waiting for their turn to assume
But these are issues Good Americans aren't supposed to raise. To even
deign to question the impetus for a good old fashioned war in this
climate, moralist William Bennett and others have said, is to capitulate
to the terrorists and diminish the lives of those who were lost.
How offensive to presume that the collective dying wish of the
Christians, Jews, Buddhists and Muslims who died in the World Trade
Center was a swift and unconsidered strike, an proportionate response to
something so disproportionately foul and inhuman and contrary to the
basic tenets of every major faith. Offensive, yes, but now
fashionable. And how do we know what the victims wanted, anyway?
Oh, yeah, Reuters took a poll.
Still others are saying that it's un-American to question whether our
nation's policies are sound, or right, or whether perhaps over the
decades those policies have seeded the new terror that has found its way
here. Why do they hate us? Shucks, they hate Freedom, of course —
that's just how darn wacky them desert people are! We're the good guys
and they're the bad guys, and damn it, it's downright treasonous to
consider the in-between.
Filth. Thomas Jefferson must be turning circles.
How offensive to suggest that to love the United States, one must
silently and dutifully accept every deed of its government. Offensive,
but now fashionable. And what constitutes fashionable proof of
patriotism these days? Hint: it's stitched from cheap vinyl, costs six
bucks and change, and you can clip it on your car door.
It is one thing to fly an American flag from your SUV on your way to
your kid's soccer match, but it's another thing to stand alone in a
square in Islamabad, or Beijing, or Teheran, and wave it proudly above
your head. The former may be noble, but the latter is truly
courageous. How many of us would have that courage? How many of us if
challenged could defend our nation's political and economic meddling in
the Middle East, especially in light of our stubborn blindness to
genocide and epidemic in Africa? How many of us if challenged could
defend our manipulation of countless police actions, land grabs, covert
operations and assassin squads on four (count 'em) continents, ours
included? How many of us can see these policies for what they are and
truthfully say that we are purely benevolent world citizens?
Isn't it possible to love one's country and still want one's government
to do a better job of promoting and nurturing charity and peace? Of
adhering to the good and great principles and values for which it
stands? If so, can anyone imagine a better time to commit ourselves to
the task?
To be clear:I am not a Utopian.
I am not a spaced-out flower child.
I am not anti-American.
I am not a coward, or a terrorist sympathizer, or a traitor.
I am a pacifist. And that is not a dirty word.
Yes, I believe in self-defense, but no argument will convince me that
the condition of war is anything but the festering rash of a diseased
world, and no amount of condescension will convince me that it is an
acceptable solution to our differences. So while I will honor the men
who we send to fight and die in our stead, I will stand with courage
against those who insist that war is just the Way It Is, and I will
stand with courage alongside those who seek to prove them joyfully
I will not shrink from the mission, though it may take lifetimes to be
won. Mine is the home of the brave.
Chris Bertolet
firstname.lastname@example.com ****
I was awoken by the voice of my dad
still groggy, I knew something seemed bad
the look on his face was unmistakable
and the grave news was unbreakable
he spoke few words but seemed sincere
I realized a sad day was here
as I scrambled downstairs to view the news
I knew the music in my head sang the blues
I watched in horror, stunned, in disbelief
as America was consumed with grief
it happened so fast, no one got a chance
to give that last smile, or have that last dance
it is times like these that we form a common bond
to feel what is right and to know what is wrong
and as these weeks have passed, filled with confusion and pain
America knows we are an unbroken chain
by Nick Grenda
I attended a bluegrass and roots musical festival a couple weeks ago. It was one of the best times I and everyone I was with had had since the WTC and Pentagon attacks. The feeling of togetherness we all felt was medicine for the soul. All who attended were well aware of what had happened yet no one let it keep them from having a great weekend. Seeing friends who I usually only see on tour or at show was a blessing. I gave all of them a big ol hug. If you get a chance to see a show and be with friends, by all means, do it. Friends and music is what will help get you through these times which we as a generation have never experienced before.
Keep music free and alive.
Eric Bullock ****
Its fingers clutch at a large chunk of my mind
This is a peace of myself that has already fallen down
It swoops down and crashes into my eyes
And all I can see is hate,
It rapes my morals and strips naked my conscience,
Raw I stand
In the face of the world
Hurt and broken
The world stands back
I wonder what this new age will bring with it
And if that chunk of my mind and peace of my heart will ever be the same again
Mandy Machold ****
In case you haven't seen them yet, I just want folks to know that our columnists have offered their thoughts on these events- John Zinkand,David Steinberg,Jesse Jarnow,Rob Kallick,Mike Gruenberg,Lee Abraham as have I. I hope our poems and essays are helpful…
take care,
Dean ****
Despite the fact that we have suffered the most catastrophic event that we have ever experienced as a generation doesn't mean that we should let it paralyze us. Life must go on; the shows must go on. I realize that the shock factor is one that will persevere for a while and the advent of war is scaring the shit out of all of us. I remind you that humankind has been through this before and we will be resilient and tenaciously pursue freedom, peace, liberty and safety for all of us in the upcoming months. This is a different world and a different time for American society and the world will never be the same. But, keep the faith, be optimistic and remember that we are all in this together.
Peace and Love,
Max Delaney
Uncle Sammy ****
I am at a loss for words, so this will be brief. All I can really say is that love will see us through this. My prayers go out to all of the families that were touched by this awful tragedy. I know the only thing that has made me feel better is being with people that I love and listening to music. Let the healing begin.
Peace to you all
San Francisco, CA ****
To DJ Logic:
You now have a permanent and special place in my life. I basically took last Tuesday morning off from work because I would not leave the Wetlands Monday night until you were finished. I worked at World Trade Center 2 on the 34th Floor and would have been there when everything went down had you not decided to just keep going & going & going. Mike Carmody, my buddy, overslept because he was there with me 'til the end. He also works in that area.
I shook your hand when I left and I look forward to doing it again soon. Music holds a unique place in my heart and always will, but that night will never be forgotten and always know that your positive influence
and vibe reaches beyond any scope that you could have ever imagined. I hope your family and friends are safe and healthy and I look forward to seeing you again.
Peace & Love,
Greg Aiello
New York, NY ****
Last week felt like the longest week of my life. I was trapped in an office building for awhile three blocks from the World Trade Center. Pieces of the planes landed on my street. While everyone I was with got out okay, many did not and trying to deal with it, and having our business displaced has been difficult. The funny thing though is the one thing that seems to have helped is music. It's been a comfort and has provided some strength. Today I picked up a copy of 'The Word' and for the first time in many days I felt a tiny sense of buoyancy and a small need to perhaps dance around for a second or two. I won't be forgetting anything anytime soon, and don't necessarily think I should, but if any musicians happens to read this, please keep playing and creating. You never know who you're going to help.
Susan Craine
New York, NY ****
Never have I felt the sheer range of emotions that I've felt since It happened. From sorrow to anger to confusion to vengeance to despair to utter distain and everything in between…this has pulled me in more directions than a compass would dictate.
I watched a movie last night; I needed to escape, even if only for a couple of hours. And it worked…for the first time in days I was able to step outside things for a brief time…it was needed. I think we all need it, just that time to step out for a moment and let something other than sorrow and carnage wash over us. Many people have been reacting to this in so many different manners. Some have been able to pick-up the pieces and move on to business as usual. Others have not. I certainly haven't. I've literally become ill by the events of the other day. I feel helpless. The need to jump in my car and drive to NYC has hit me a million times in the last few days, the only thing stopping me is knowing there isn't much I could offer there.
These are wearisome times with events unfolding in an all-to-real manner this MTV generation is not accustomed to. It is the reaction I'm waiting and fearful of. To give peace a chance would be wonderful, but not practical. As unpleasant a thought it is, drastic times call for drastic measures. I just hope it happens soon so all of us can really begin to heal. I may not have lost a family member or loved one personally, but many friends have and no matter the degree of separation, my heart and soul has been nicked by each of their loses. It is unfortunate that this had to happen and even more unfortunate that it has taken this turn of events to bring people and US together as a country. But the solidarity brings a tear to my eye and I realize we truly are all in this together.
Unity, allegiance, loyalty and faith will see us through and in time we will all begin to heal and be stronger as a result. This has touched everyone in some fashion and my heart goes out to everyone who has lost someone close to them. Too many times to my liking I've tried to put myself in the mindset of those who were trapped in the WTC or on these airplaneswhat it must have been like to make the phone calls and decisions they did. It has brought me to tears every time. Nothing I can say hasn't been said before by someone over the last few days, but I do know that I never again will take anyone or thing for granted. I am thankful for everyone in my life. We shall overcome. Thanks for listening.
Peace and love,
Steve Sylven
Boston, MA