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This week marks the first week of the season where we play a school I actually applied to. As you might expect, I totally got in. I even took a visit although there were only two reasons I took the visit:
- I wanted to prove you could throw a baseball from the entrance of one Starbucks to the next closest Starbucks on a fly without it bouncing and you could continue this across all over metro-Seattle (arrogantly true and really awkward. you are always next to Starbucks there.)
- I heard the official hot dog of the city is a cream cheese hot dog (also true, also super arrogant)
What I discovered on this college visit though is that it is always raining, you have no idea if the girls are attractive under eight layers of raincoat and all the gunshots from people killing themselves due to lack of sunlight makes it really disorienting to try to do fun things like listen to music and meet girls.
Still, I decided to seek out the journalism school and it looked like the building from the end of The Blair Witch Project. I talked to a professor there who was totally shocked I even showed up. I must have been the first person ever to ask him about the journalism program there. In fairness, journalism is pretty stupid if you think about it. At USC, Annenberg is more like an un-chartered sorority. Everyone is hot.
Anyway, halfway through Blair Witch's sales pitch I asked him if he'd ever slept with a bear and used the ensuing awkward silence to sprint out the door into the drippy Pacific Northwest. Fuck this place. The Space Needle was my nickname in high school.
So that brings us to the task at hand. Washington brings it's pathetic 1-2 record down to the Coliseum in a battle of former Pete Carroll lab partners. Steve "Pickles" Sarkisian and Lane Fucking Kiffin shared everything (except Layla) when they were co-offensive coordinators together at USC, which by the way was super arrogant because I have never heard of co-coordinators before that experiment. It's like they both were like "pick me, pick me" and Uncle Pete was like "Reggie, park your fucking Escalade in PSX so no one sees it" and then Sark and Kiff are like, "pick me, come on, pleeeease" and finally Pete's like "you both can be offensive coordinator, but you have to share".
It was at that moment Lane Kiffin decided one day he would kill Sark and that Judas of a former d-coordinator Nick Holt (who looks like a guy who got kicked out of the adult film industry after failing to pay several hundred outstanding parking tickets accrued in the late 1990s in Toluca Lake).
Kiffin's time has come.
Sark embarrassed Uncle Pete last year, mostly because he clearly took a meeting with Paul Allen about the Seahawks job at halftime and our Trojans came out and were on the business end of a 16-13 shafting. Sark was super proud of his shit and frankly it was pretty arrogant. After years at USC, he had some practice.
Not only must Kiffin avenge Uncle Pete's loss, but he also has his own reasons to hate Sark, who has an equally arrogant four-letter abbreviation for his last name just like Kiff. Sark was the prime candidate to be the Raiders head coach, but when he said no, they went after Kiff, who apparently was so busy headfucking Layla into marrying him, he missed the memo that coaching the Raiders is like signing up for daily prostate exams in your early 20s.
All week, the two have been headfucking each other and frankly, I'm just going to sit back and watch after I talk about what a total douche Jake Locker is.
People are on Jake Locker's nuts like a squirrel. I used to understand. He is tall, mobile for a big guy and has the name Jake Locker. That said, his record at UW is 10-30. I am changing his name to The Hurt Locker because he leads a team that could explode at any moment. Seriously, if The Hurt Locker was any good they'd have won more than 10 games. Don't tell me it's because they don't have other players. Neither does Michigan, but Denard Robinson just runs for 500 yards every game (saw a t-shirt that said Let's Get Denarded, felt like I inspired it. so arrogant).
Let me make it SUPER FUCKING CLEAR for the universe. You do not end up a number one pick in the draft when a Google Image Search bubbles up a picture of you KISSING YOUR OWN MOTHER ON THE LIPS.
Hey Hurt Locker. Next time someone compares you to Steve Young, remind them you can't find a picture of Steve Young KISSING HIS MOTHER ON THE LIPS. Dude, her eyes are closed. What is going on up there? How is this not national news? HE IS KISSING HIS MOTHER ON THE LIPS. When his friends say "you crazy mother-#$@er" does he get super offended? Does it get weird? No wonder he is 10-30 at Washington. He has a lot on his mind. LIKE KISSING HIS MOTHER ON THE LIPS.
You can tell Kiff is taking The Hurt Locker super serious… He pulled freshman QB Jesse Scroggins off the scout team and is using him to simulate The Hurt Locker's mobile mother-kissing style of play. A scout player to simulate a "potential number one pick"? That's pretty arrogant. Not as arrogant as Kiff's response to Daily Trojan asking him about why for the first time USC moved up in the AP following a win.
"There must have been a lot of teams that lost in front of us," Kiffin said.
Kiff my ass, AP! That was super arrogant. The Hurt Locker even took a time out from making out with his mother to laugh at that quote. But then he went right back to making out with her.
Let's talk about U-Dub for a minute and the fact that U-Dub is the nickname for their school. One of the douchiest things in sports is to give people names like A-Rod and Rich-Rod and K-Rod. Along with everything that ever is on Entourage and the term "bling", no practice that sports anchors have pillaged from the hip hop community is more annoying than the whole A-Rod thing. U-Dub just sounds like a left fielder for the Royals to me at this point. If you wanted to be arrogant, you'd just say they named George Washington the President after your school even though it wasn't chronologically possible. If someone questions it, you just take out a sharpie and write "I'm into cats" on their forehead.
Also, let's get honest. Huskies are cool dogs, but with the terrible weather and dominant Pac Northwest fashion being puffy raincoats, isn't a Husky just a polite way of describing a student there? That's all I am saying. I think it's kind of arrogant to be husky, so I am not really picking on them for this. I like to get a little fat in the winter as much as the next guy (only I wear a velvet bathrobe when I do it). Actually, Husky is kind of an arrogant concept. Just a little fat. OK. Their team name may be the thing we need to game plan for most come Saturday.
Really, it starts and stops for me with the fact The Hurt Locker KISSES HIS MOTHER ON THE LIPS.
Kiff is going to be super pissed for our embarrassment last year and I am expecting levels of arrogance so high this weekend that our team will play the game in seer suckers and boat shoes.
MOTHERKISSERS – 14 (Hurt Locker definitely runs two in so he has an excuse to run to the sideline to make out with his mother)
TWO PT CONVERSATIONS ATTEMPTED: 5 (we convert all five because Mitch Mustain doesn't make out with his mother. just hot chicks Kiffin throws his way.)
Finally, a little good news for all the hot chicks and super hipster guys out there. We are officially offering V-Neck versions of both our classic t-shirts so you can just get super arrogant and show off a little more skin. Also, we're 2 wins away from our new design. Get fired up and then click all the links below and help spread the arrogant movement.


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Today is the feast day of St.Francis Xavier and the two popes under the influence of a lobby are not allowed to affirm the dogma extra ecclesiam nulla salus (EENS) as the Jesuit missionary did. They have to pretend that the baptism of desire refers to a personally known exception to the dogma. The result is that the interpretation of Vatican Council II changes with this new and irrational theology in the Church.
Heresy is the norm and orthodoxy will result in a priest or nun being suspended.Doctrine has been turned inside out in the Catholic Church.
If a Catholic would affirm the Feeneyite interpretation of the dogma EENS he would find that other teachings of the Church come in place. Even Vatican Council II would be rational and traditional.
By affirming the Feeneyite interpretation of EENS he would be saying there are no known cases of the baptism of desire.Practicaly there are zero cases.There is no known salvation outside the Church.
1.So there can be nothing in Vatican Council II which could really be an exception to EENS as it was understood by St. Ignatius of Loyola and St. Francis Xavier.
2.It also means that in the past there could not have been a baptism of desire case, which was known to human beings and so was an exception to the dogma EENS.
3.Similarly when we read a reference to the baptism of desire or being saved in invincible ignorance, we must remember, that it does not refer to a known case.So it cannot be an exception to the dogma EENS I have to repeat.
So when the Holy Office 1949 inferred that the baptism of desire was an exception to EENS, the cardinals made a mistake.
The same people who made that mistake in 1949 were also active at Vatican Council II, like Cardinal Richard Cushing and the U.S Jesuits. So again in principle they assumed that hypothetical cases like the baptism of desire were objectively seen and known and so were exceptions to the dogma EENS.They extended the list to 'imperfect communion in the Church'(UR 3), 'elements of sanctification and truth'(LG 8) in other religions etc.
This was irrational but now it had become official and magisterial and even Archbishop Lefebvre did not notice the error.
This was a mistake in the Church.There were priests who affirmed the dogma extra ecclesiam nulla salus based on the text of the three Church Councils which defined it.But ecclesiastical masonry rejected it.Any one who supported 'Feeneyism' would be penalised by forces within and outside the Church.Even popes gave in.
Now if a priest or theologian says he affirms the Feeneyite interpretation of the dogma EENS and the baptism of desire refers to a hypothetical case only and not to someone whom we can personally know, he changes the interpretation of Vatican Council II.
Vatican Council II with Ad Gentes 7 says all need faith and baptism for salvation and so there are no known exceptions mentioned in Vatican Council II to Ad Gentes 7 and also Lumen Gentium 14 which supports the Feeneyite interpretation of the dogma EENS.
When the priest says he affirms Feeneyite EENS with the baptism of desire being hypothetical and an imaginary case he is saying that there is still only an ecumenism of return. UR 3 etc do not contradict the dogma EENS, since it is a reference to a hypothetical case.
This priest would be saying that outside the Church there is no salvation and all Jews ,Muslims, Hindus and Buddhists need to enter the Church, 'with faith and baptism' to avoid Hell and there is no known salvation outside the Church.Even if someone maintained that there was the possibility of a non Catholic being saved outside the Church,in his religion, it would be an unknown case and so not relevant or an exception to EENS.
This priest based on Feeneyite EENS see the importance of having all political and social legislation based on the Social Kingship of Christ the King.
All this has come about simply by affirming Feeneyite EENS in which the baptism of desire and being saved in invincible ignorance refer to hypothetical and theoretical possibilities known only to God if they existed.
In this way today we can go back to the same ecclesiology of St. Francis Xavier and Vatican Council II is not an obstacle.
-Lionel Andrades

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Do you know how to rollerblade? The one time I tried doing it, I fell on my face….multiple times. I really love skating, game-wise that is. I have fond memories of the Tony Hawk Pro Skater series, like most gamers above the age of 10. Indeed, the skateboarding genre is filled with a lot of entries; not so much these days, but it used to be really popular. What about rollerblading/inline skating, though? Not so much.
The only game I can remember ever rollerblading in is Go Vacation, which came to the Wii back in 2011. And if you don't know what that game is, find a copy and play it. Seriously.
Anyway, why am I going on about rollerblading in games? Well, one studio seeks to make it a thing again by creating an entire game dedicated to it. This is On a Roll, being developed by Creative Concepts:
Created by a two-man team, On a Roll seeks to turn a passion into a fluid, open-world game. It's going to feature just about everything you would expect from a skating game: cool tricks, an expansive open-world, character customization, and solid controls.
The game started out as a Kickstarter project all the way back in 2015. While it met its goal, the developers are still hard at work at actually finishing the game. It's set to come out later this year with an Early Access version hitting Steam this August.
On a Roll will be coming to PC, PS4 and Xbox One.
Here's the latest progress update video:


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Born in Ayrshire and educated at Ayr Academy Janice Cairns has had an assortment of jobs. She's worked in child-care, law, insurance, media and creative writing. Janice lives in Edinburgh now, the city has been home to her for the last thirty years. It is here that her dream of becoming a writer is coming true. This last year she has polished her debut novel, 'Forgiving Nancy', which is being released on the 4th of October, 2014. She is absorbed in the marketing for this novel currently and does feel her days in advertising have helped with the marketing aspects of her being a writer today. In the last year or so she has also spent time developing her social media sites such as Facebook, twitter and her blog. She loves to keep these pages thriving and also is loving taking the photographs she does for her sites. Her main passion being writing, though, it is no surprise to her to find she has a second novel brewing and evolving within her. Already some plans are gurgling in the pipeline for what might follow ' Forgiving Nancy'. Janice's life could be described as a happy mix of active marketing for her first novel and laying some foundations for what is to come. She finds time in her busy schedule to enjoy walks at the Botanic Gardens or by the sea or even in the busy beautiful city she lives in. She has always considered her walks as important to her as she thinks these activate her creative thoughts and actually inspire her to write.
1.What got you into writing / what made you sit down and actually start something? I think I got into writing in a gradual way. I began to write up diaries and journals when I was about fifteen years old. I liked to keep a record of things I had done. It was like a hobby. Then, as time travelled on, when I reached my twenties and my thirties, I began to write short stories. I wrote at greater length and in more detail as time went on. When I got into my forties I was taking my writing much more seriously and it was during this period I began to think of creating a novel. You could say, I evolved into a novelist from my love and habit of writing.
When I decided I definitely wanted to create a whole novel I began to look around me for more ideas. When I got all my plans and ideas sorted out, then outlined the details which would develop my characters, I began the process of piecing the novel together. I sat down to write the book when I saw the novel in my mind like a film.
2.What is a usual writing day like for you, how is it structured? On a usual writing day I will begin to write from about 8.00 a.m. I will write for about three hours, adding as much as I can to my work-in-progress. Then, I have a break over lunchtime for about an hour. Sometimes I take a walk over a lunchtime. This gives me time to think over what I'll add to my WIP in the afternoon. In the evening, at no particular time, I will have a read through what I have written that day. This gives me a good idea how I will progress the following day.
3.Do you get writers block? If so, how do you overcome it? In my journey as a writer, thankfully I have not had writer's block. If I found myself to have it I would go and read as many good novels as I could find. I'd see that as the first step to solving it. Reading good novels is an inspiring experience, and, if I have been inspired greatly, then I think that positive experience would be a trigger to my own creativity and my own writing.
4. Are you a plotter/panster when it comes to writing a story? I plot and plan a story up to a point but not completely. I always allow for some spontaneous development because I think by doing so it makes for a more natural sounding story. Also I feel more comfortable going into a story that is not planned and plotted too rigidly. I feel it allows for more creativity, allows the imagination to be used more.
5. What was the publishing process like for you,& any advice to aspiring authors? I was lucky to find the publishers I did and found the publishing process to be a very positive and growing experience. The advice I would give to aspiring authors is to try to find a publishers who are a good match for the book you have written, who can see your book's merits, who want your book to be the best it can be. Finding the right publishers can be the key to the book's success.
6.What has been your highlight since becoming a published author? My highlight since becoming a published author was at the Morningside Library in Edinburgh where I signed my very first paperback copy of 'Forgiving Nancy'. This was a special moment for me, a moment I will always remember.
7.Can you share a little of your most recent book with us? And any other books of yours, if you wish.
From chapter 12 of 'Forgiving Nancy'
'Speaking of the Elliots, I'm certain that was Nancy Elliot accompanying her husband last Friday afternoon. They were coming through the door of Mr Elliot's bank, on to George street. Around three o'clock it was.'
Stella at once seized the opportunity of quizzing Vincent about the recent sighting of the Elliots.
'What was Nancy wearing?'
'A most elegant suit in the colour of heather and she carried an expensive leather handbag in the same colour. She was also wearing a simple black hat and black gloves,' reported Vincent.
'It must have been Maxwell's idea to get a suit like that. Indeed, these are changed days. When she visited me here before the wedding, she was dressed as any ordinary girl would be – smart and plain, nothing special. But it does sound as if Maxwell has put his stamp on her or at least is trying to do so'. Stella paused, then burst out. 'But, you see, Vincent, she's been put into these elegant and stylish clothes, but underneath the beautiful cuts, the perfect folds, the exclusive fabrics, the designer suits – Nancy Elliot possesses no personal style, no panache! She's not old enough to have developed it.'
She paused for breath, then started up again.
'Then, apart from her lack of cultivation, there's the matter of her education, she's had little education you know – I can't help but feel that a man like Maxwell will be too much for a girl like Nancy – too much of an intellectual heavyweight – she'll not be used to thinking so profoundly and so philosophically about life as Maxwell does and of course, she knows nothing of the business world, the world that Maxwell inhabits. Unless Maxwell has the idea of educating her himself. I know he likes to mould people.'
8. Apart from writing, what do you do in your spare time? In my spare time I like to visit places that are an inspiration to me. These would include visiting art galleries, walking in the botanic gardens or on the coastline. Some of my spare time is also devoted to catching up on the writing of other authors. I love reading novels, autobiographies and poetry. I also make time for meeting friends for coffee and lunch; sometimes I will go and see a film with friends.
9.What tip would you give to new authors when trying to build a fan-base / get followers and market their books? (What to do and what not to do.) The tip I would give is to join Facebook and twitter and some of the other social media sites. Also I'd say you should build up a blog site. Devote a certain amount of time each week to this but don't overdo social media, it's not a good idea to be on social media 24/7. I'd also advise a new author to arrange as many book signing engagements as they can. Signings can be in local libraries, in hotels and in coffee shops. Try and give an interesting talk about your book especially when the signing is in a library. People like to hear a bit about a new book by a new author and they often like to ask questions about a book before they buy. Make time after the talk so as to invite some questions from the audience. You'll find people love to connect with an author in this way. I'd also say tell your friends to tell others about your book. This is a good way to spread the news about your new novel too.
10. How would your describe your style of writing? Much of what I write is visual and descriptive. As you read often you can clearly see what I am writing about as if I were painting a picture for the reader. I like to think I have an artistic style of writing too.


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Well, Prof. Frymer has certainly gotten into the spirit of the blog with this...how shall I put it...intemperate posting. But let me clarify, despite Prof. Frymer's observation that, "I don't have a question, because I don't want to hear any attempt to rationalize an answer."
First, I'm for gay marriage. I consider it, as a public policy matter, an unambiguous good both for gays and for society as a whole. If I was a state legislator, I'd vote for it, and if there was a referendum in my state, I'd vote for that (despite the fact I'm against referenda). That said...
a) I don't think homosexuality should be a protected category under the 14th Amendment (so yes, I disagreed with Lawrence v. Texas);
b) I think the best way to ensure that something like the Musgrave amendment will pass is for a state that doesn't want to recognize gay marriages to be forced to because of an interpretation of the full faith and credit clause and;
c) Therefore, I'd rather pursue gay marriage incrementally, state-by-state, despite some of the legal irrationalities of doing so, rather than risk having the whole thing endangered by the passage of a constitutional amendment that would ban it once and for all.
So I'm happy to have my comments on the web for the next 100 years, or whatever. And just a question--who appointed Prof. Frymer the voice of history?
Tuesday, October 12, 2004
Marriage Clarification
Posted by StevenTeles at 7:25 AM
1 comment:
- Paul Frymer said...
part of the conditions of me joining the blog, besides the stock options and catered meals, is that I would be the voice of history. look it up--its in the contract.
- 11:38 AM, October 12, 2004
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The Parable of the Talents which Jesus taught to His disciples in Matthew chapter 25 can be fairly instructive when considering the question of foreordination and election, and how it governs our placement in this world and our relationship to each other.
The Parable of the Talents teaches the importance of exercising righteous stewardship with those things that the Lord gives to us while we are in our second estate. Even though each servant in the parable received differing amounts to start with, they were each expected to wisely manage the talents with which they had been entrusted, in order that the wealth could grow and increase in their care before they had to return what they had been given to the master.
We all start out with differing gifts in life, and some are seemingly given greater advantages and blessings in this life than others, such as being born into the covenant, or living in a country where freedom and prosperity reign instead of tyranny and strife. We also come into life with certain abilities and talents which are innate, or which we developed during our life before we came here, and it may seem that some have received more natural talent or advantageous opportunity than others.
While the master distributes his talents to each servant "according to his several ability," it should be noted that, while each servant is entrusted with different amounts, none of the talents truly belongs to any of the servants. Rather, they are charged with making the Master's wealth grow, for the sake of his glory, rather than their own. As none of the servants actually owns this wealth, it does not confer any kind of rank or status upon those in whose stewardship it has been placed. The servant who holds one of the master's talents is just as poor as the servant who holds five of the master's talents, because they are ultimately the master's talents.
Each servant has a choice concerning what he will do with the wealth with which he has been entrusted. Two of the servants are wise stewards, and they went out into the world and used what they had been given to actively develop the master's talents and to increase the estate with which they had been entrusted. However, one servant was not so wise, and he hid his master's talent, and he did nothing with it, and so he had nothing to show for the time and the gifts that the master had entrusted to him.
Because he had nothing to show due to his sloth and wickedness, what little he had was taken away and given to that servant that had exercised great diligence and faithfulness in increasing what he had been given, and as such had demonstrated that he could be trusted with more. If the unprofitable servant had shown the same care and diligence, even though he had started with less, he would not have had his talent taken from him and given to another.
At the master's return, the servant who had received five talents had doubled the amount he had been given, which he then turned over to the master, to whom the talents (and the interest earned on those talents) rightfully belong. At this the master says, "Well done, thou good and faithful servant: thou hast been faithful over a few things, I will make thee ruler over many things: enter thou into the joy of thy lord" (Matt. 25:21).
Then the servant who had been given two talents reported that he had managed to double what he had been charged with managing, to which the master responds, "Well done, good and faithful servant; thou hast been faithful over a few things, I will make thee ruler over many things: enter thou into the joy of thy lord" (Matt. 25:23).
Note that although each of the wise servants had been entrusted with a different initial amount they nevertheless received precisely the same reward for their diligent management thereof.
It is not how, where, or with what gifts and opportunities we start out with in life that matters so much as it matters what we do with what we have been given. The servant who was initially entrusted with five talents received the same reward as the servant who received only two talents because they were never his talents to begin with. The Lord rewarded both of his servants because they had demonstrated that they were both equally "good and faithful," and not because one earned more interest on a larger initial amount than did the other. If the "wicked and slothful servant" had been given five talents, it would have changed nothing; he still would have wasted his time and opportunities to improve what he had been given. Just so, if the good and faithful servant who received five talents had instead been entrusted only with one it would have changed nothing. He would still have been diligent in improving that which the master had trusted him to manage. The master cared less about the amounts earned by each servant than he did about the character of faithfulness developed and demonstrated by each servant.
In the same way, the Lord cares more about the character which we develop than he does about what we can "earn" for him. It is true that no matter how hard we work, we will never be more than "unprofitable servants" (see Mosiah 2:21-25). However, God has a different concept of "profitability" when it comes to His children. He has given each of us certain gifts, abilities, and opportunities in order that we might be able to develop and demonstrate the character of one who is "good and faithful." If instead we elect to be "wicked and slothful" with what we are given, it is not a reflection of how much or how little we have been given, but rather it is an expression of the kind of character which we have developed (or failed to develop) through our actions, choices, and attitudes (or failure to act or to choose).
Note that in the parable the master chose to distribute talents according to each servant's "several ability." Similarly, many of the gifts, abilities, and opportunities which we receive in this world seem to come to us as an incident of the place, or time, or circumstances of our birth. How then does the Lord determine our "several ability" before we are even born?
The First Estate
Each of us who has been born into in this world received and kept their first estate in the pre-mortal world before this one. Where does the term "first estate" come from, and to what does it refer?
"Jude wrote about the spirits who rebelled against God in the pre-mortal world and followed Lucifer, calling them "angels which kept not their first estate" (Jude 1:6; see also Abraham 3:26, 28). Here, "estate" refers to a person's rank or position [or, more accurately, the stewardship with which a person is entrusted]. Because these spirits rebelled against the Father, they lost their standing before God and did not qualify for the privilege of coming to mortality—our second estate." (New Testament Student Manual, 522).
I added the note about stewardship because, before we came here, each of us was entrusted with certain gifts, abilities, opportunities, and responsibilities during our pre-mortal existence. This trust was committed to us in much the same way that the master in the parable committed his talents to the care of his servants. When something of value which belongs to another is placed in our care and custodianship, it is often referred to as a stewardship. In large households, the servant who is charged with the overall management of the estate is called a steward. This is a servant in whom a special trust has been placed, and he is given the authority and responsibility necessary to see that the management of household affairs is wisely and efficiently executed.
During the pre-mortal existence, each of us was expected to exercise wise stewardship over the blessings which we had been given, which is often referred to as our first estate. We were expected to follow Christ and to choose to follow his plan. As "good and faithful" servants we remained loyal to the Father when Satan rebelled with a third of the host of heaven, and during the war in heaven that ensued, we each overcame Satan "by the blood of the Lamb, and by the word of our testimony; and [we] loved not [our] lives unto the death" (see Revelation 12:7-11).
In this way we each kept our first estate, by exercising diligent obedience to God, and developing and demonstrating the character of a "good and faithful servant." Unfortunately, that third of the host of heaven failed to keep their first estate, and (much like the wicked and slothful and unprofitable servant from the parable) they will be "cast… into outer darkness: [where] there shall be weeping and gnashing of teeth" (Matt. 25:30).
The Second Estate
Those of us who had exercised wisdom and diligence in the care and management of our first estate had demonstrated our "several ability" to the Lord, indicating our readiness and worthiness to be entrusted with a second estate. Elder D. Todd Christofferson described the conditions of this second estate, and the conditions under which it was offered to us.
"Thanks to our Heavenly Father, we had already become spirit beings. Now He was offering us a path to complete or perfect that being. The addition of the physical element is essential to the fulness of being and glory that God Himself enjoys. If, while with God in the premortal spirit world, we would agree to participate in His plan—or in other words "keep [our] first estate"—we would "be added upon" with a physical body as we came to dwell on the earth that He created for us.
If, then in the course of our mortal experience, we chose to "do all things whatsoever the Lord [our] God [should] command [us]," we would have kept our "second estate." This means that by our choices we would demonstrate to God (and to ourselves) our commitment and capacity to live His celestial law while outside His presence and in a physical body with all its powers, appetites, and passions. Could we bridle the flesh so that it became the instrument rather than the master of the spirit? Could we be trusted both in time and eternity with godly powers, including power to create life? Would we individually overcome evil? Those who did would "have glory added upon their heads for ever and ever"—a very significant aspect of that glory being a resurrected, immortal, and glorified physical body. No wonder we "shouted for joy" at these magnificent possibilities and promises." (D. Todd Christofferson, "Why Marriage, Why Family," Ensign, May 2015, lds.org).
As part of our second estate, each of us has had the care and management of things which we do not own placed in our care. Most notably, we have been committed with the proper use and development of our physical bodies, which, as the Apostle Paul points out, do not actually belong to us:
1 Corinthians 6:19-20 What? know ye not that your body is the temple of the Holy Ghost which is in you, which ye have of God, and ye are not your own? For ye are bought with a price: therefore glorify God in your body, and in your spirit, which are God's.
We have also been given the opportunity to exercise our agency in total freedom, as we are no longer in the direct presence of God, and so we are expected to choose righteousness and obedience of our own free will when "no one is watching" so to speak. In this way we have been given an opportunity to prove ourselves to be "good and faithful servants."
2 Corinthians 5:6-7 Therefore we are always confident, knowing that, whilst we are at home in the body, we are absent from the Lord: (For we walk by faith, not by sight:)
1 Peter 1:6-9 Wherein ye greatly rejoice, though now for a season, if need be, ye are in heaviness through manifold temptations: That the trial of your faith, being much more precious than of gold that perisheth, though it be tried with fire, might be found unto praise and honour and glory at the appearing of Jesus Christ: Whom having not seen, ye love; in whom, though now ye see him not, yet believing, ye rejoice with joy unspeakable and full of glory: Receiving the end of your faith, even the salvation of your souls.
Abraham 3:24-26 And there stood one among them that was like unto God, and he said unto those who were with him: We will go down, for there is space there, and we will take of these materials, and we will make an earth whereon these may dwell; And we will prove them herewith, to see if they will do all things whatsoever the Lord their God shall command them; And they who keep their first estate shall be added upon; and they who keep not their first estate shall not have glory in the same kingdom with those who keep their first estate; and they who keep their second estate shall have glory added upon their heads for ever and ever.
No More A Servant
Normally, a steward, no matter how faithful, is just a servant, and as such he has no right or claim to the estate (or talents) that has been placed in his care. The estate and its legacy is not his, nor should he have any expectation of inheriting it, even though its protection has been placed in his care. However, the Lord is gracious; and, through His son, he has made it possible for His faithful servants to inherit His estate. Each of us is a child of God, and if we are wise in our stewardship of our second estate we will be adopted and recognized as heirs of God, who stand to inherit all that He has. This means that we must make certain choices, and exercise care and diligence by making covenants with the Lord and honoring that trust with which He has entrusted us as His servants. After all, one doesn't adopt a "wicked," slothful," and "unprofitable" servant to be your son and heir, rather we must demonstrate that we can be trusted in our stewardship to be "good and faithful" by demonstrating fidelity to those things which we have promised to do for our master.
Galatians 4:4-7 But when the fulness of the time was come, God sent forth his Son, made of a woman, made under the law, To redeem them that were under the law, that we might receive the adoption of sons. And because ye are sons, God hath sent forth the Spirit of his Son into your hearts, crying, Abba, Father. Wherefore thou art no more a servant, but a son; and if a son, then an heir of God through Christ.
Romans 8:14-17 For as many as are led by the Spirit of God, they are the sons of God. For ye have not received the spirit of bondage again to fear; but ye have received the Spirit of adoption, whereby we cry, Abba, Father. The Spirit itself beareth witness with our spirit, that we are the children of God: And if children, then heirs; heirs of God, and joint-heirs with Christ; if so be that we suffer with him, that we may be also glorified together.
No matter where we were born, or in what circumstances you and I may have been born into, and no matter what talents or abilities we may have been born with (or without), each of us has been offered the same opportunity to inherit all that the Father has. Whether our circumstances at birth are the result of our diligent and faithful stewardship over our first estate, or if they are merely incidental, all men who are faithful in their stewardship over their second estate have the same access to the same blessings and glory promised by the Father. It therefore matters little whether we have been given five talents, two talents, or just one talent. It is up to us to develop and improve what we have been given, in the time which we have, so that the Lord will see that we have become His "good and faithful" and profitable servants, and so will recognize us as His sons and heirs through adoption. Then He will say to us "Well done, thou good and faithful servant: thou hast been faithful over a few things, I will make thee ruler over many things: enter thou into the joy of thy lord" (Matt. 25:21)."
This post is a continuation of an earlier article called How Does Foreordination Work?


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One thing I've recently found can really change a top is tying it. This is especially useful in the spring and summer when high-wasted bottoms are popular. Tying tops that are too long or big can make them into cute crop tops and make them wearable again. This is also useful to use on concert t-shirts because it gives them some shape compared to their normal boxy shape. Buttoned tops are also great to tie in the middle this can make them less formal and give them some more shape. So next time you're thinking about discarding a top check to see if you can tie the top to reinvent it.
Tops (left to right): American Eagle, Selena Gomez concert t-shirt, American Apparel cropped denim top
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SCOTTSBORO, Ala. - Three Alabama men were arrested Wednesday on drug charges after a traffic stop, authorities said.
Antonio DeSean Jones, 22, of Hollywood, Ala.; Anthony Cordell Provens, 26, of Huntsville; and Chadwick Demar Provens, 20, of Langston, Ala., are charged with second-degree possession of marijuana, according to a news release from the Jackson County Sheriff's Office.
On Wednesday, during a traffic stop in Scottsboro, Ala., investigators found marijuana and more than $3,500 in cash, the release said.
The three men are in Jackson County Jail, and bond is set at $500 for each, the release said.
ATHENS, Ga. - Election officials in Athens-Clarke County said Charles Darwin received nearly 4,000 write-in votes after a Georgia congressman denounced evolution and other scientific theories as "lies straight from the pits of hell."
Athens-Clarke County elections supervisor Gail Schrader released the figures Thursday. The write-in votes for Darwin, the 19th century naturalist considered the father of evolution, were merely symbolic as Republican Rep. Paul Broun cruised to re-election unopposed.
The Athens Banner-Herald reported write-in totals were not immediately available in the 24 remaining counties in Broun's 10th District. The congressman received a total of 209,917 votes in the election.
Critics urged the congressman's constituents to write-in Darwin after Broun was videotaped lambasting evolution.
DALTON, Ga. - A banquet, gospel music concert and the placement of a memorial wreath will be part of Dalton's 2013 celebration of the life and legacy of Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., a news release states.
On Jan. 12 a gospel explosion concert will be held at 6 p.m. at Cross Pointe Christian Center.
On Jan. 19 at 7 p.m. the historical banquet will be at the Banquet Hall at First Baptist Church. And on Jan. 21, there will be a memorial wreath-laying on Martin Luther King Jr. Boulevard, followed by a prayer breakfast at Mack Gaston Community Center, the celebration planning committee said.
The banquet speaker will be Nwandi Lawson, founder of Reve productions, an independent production company. She is a magna cum laude broadcast journalism graduate of Howard University.
The celebration panel's next meeting will be Nov. 12 at 6:30 p.m. at the Mack Gaston Community Center. The meetings are open to anyone who wishes to attend and become a part of the celebration committee.
For more information call Chairman Windell Smith at 706-383-1116.


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They say that once a bodybuilder always a bodybuilder. I guess this statement is so true! My one time training partner Mohd.Fadzil used to compete back in the day but since he got married, he left the sport completely to focus on work and family. About 3 years ago he started exercising again to regain his health and stamina and not till about 1 year ago did he decide to make a comeback. It came as quite a shock to many of us as we thought that it's game over for him.Who would have guessed that 12 years later, my buddy Fadzil would be struck with the bug to compete again!
With that, we started on his journey to get back on stage. I put him back on a bulking program yet keeping his bodyfat relatively low all the way. This would allow him to get shredded without losing too much mass as he isn't the sort to carry much size to start of with. So far, he has done pretty good despite some mishaps. My buddy here has a screw in his right shoulder to hold down some tendons that got ripped off from a sudden move he did and then a torn left pec and most recent a left frozen shoulder due to a motorbike accident.
The entire journey has shown that Fadzil is truly determined to make his comeback an explosive and memorable one and I for one believe that this will be his best performance yet. He will be ready come May 29th!!!
Here are some pics of him some 4 months ago till the beginning of April. For his end result, well we will just have to wait come contest day ;) .....
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Monday, July 16, 2012
My sweet boy!
I have to share some sweet moments with you about my little man. He is all boy for sure and constantly on the go, but when he settles down a bit, he says some of the sweetest things;)
One night we were laying in bed and he said.... "Mommy, is big daddy going to heaven? I said Yes Reed he is!
Then he said "Mommy.......you, Lolly, Nana, Pops, Anna Grace, and Daddy are going to heaven too!"
"Jesus is gonna take care of me mommy!'
Oh my goodness........how precious!!!! Makes my heart smile;)
Then he asked me one night if he could see a picture of Jesus............before I could pull it up on my phone......he was already sound asleep;)
This is the picture I showed him the next day!
He looks at it forever and SMILES!......He said "Jesus loves all the animals, Mommy!"
Here is another picture of Reed with my nanny! I just love how it shows how sweet and sensitive he is:)
I love my little man SO much and he melts my heart! He is definitely growing up........I can see how smart he has become over the years! He is so loving, caring, and protective with his sister and really everyone. He of course has his moments but don't all 3 year olds??? I love him to the moon and back!!!!
Sunday, July 1, 2012
Memorial Day Weekend
Cody and I headed to ElDorado for Memorial Weekend! Cody and his dad usually play in the 4 ball golf tournament together and we celebrate my sister's birthday that weekend so it is ALWAYS a fun, fun time with my family!
We stayed at Lolly and Big Daddy's house this time and the kiddos had a ball! They get SO much attention and Lolly and Big Daddy have always treated me like I was their own daughter;) Lolly waits on me hand and foot......and I'm just not used to that at home.....so its really something I enjoy! Big Daddy always brings me my coffee while the kiddos are playing and I LOVE that too;) They are so very special to me and my kids and we LOVE them SO much!!!! I could not have asked for any better in-laws or grandparents than they are to us!!!
We headed to my mom and dad's after Anna Grace's nap on Saturday and got to visit with my sister and my mom while my dad took the kiddos on a ride! They LOVE to go with Pops on the golf cart;) It is such a nice break for us momma's too!!! My mom and my sister had most of the party prepartion ready and we could just relax! My mom even said this was the first year she could just relax at the party and not run around like a crazy woman;) She is a busy body and loves everything to be just right........and it ALWAYS is;)
I miss my sister SO much and it is always SO great to get together and let our kids play too! Reed LOVES his cousin Bella and Anna Grace and Olivia have a fun time playing too!;) They play their little hearts out and are tuckered out close to bedtime.........usually;)
It's always sad leaving everyone, but we are such a close family and we all know it won't be long til we meet again. Hope everyone had a great Memorial weekend! This post is a little late!
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(Don't worry, buddy. We'll pick you up a pair of oversized sunglasses at the gas station on our way to the after-party, and no one will even notice that thing.)
In the past few years James Irvin has had about as difficult a time as you can experience while still being employed and above ground. His string of untimely injuries and unfortunate mishaps earned him the title of 'Most Cursed Fighter in MMA History,' and the last time he was actually healthy enough to limp into the cage he took a beatdown from Anderson Silva and then got suspended for using prescription painkillers. He's the kind of guy you don't want to walk down the street with because chances are good that a piano might fall on his head and you'll end up getting hit with the resulting splinter shrapnel.
But in an interview with Heavy.com on the verge of his return to action at 'UFC on Versus' this weekend, Irvin offers a sober assessment of his career and abilities that is so honest and forthright that we don't know whether to be impressed or really bummed out.
Though he's recently dropped to middleweight, he freely acknowledges that guys like Nate Marquardt and Demian Maia would probably put a beating on him, calling them both, "way out of my league right now." And Anderson Silva? Shiiiiieeet. Irvin already knows what he's about. Going into the fight he says he knew he had "a one in a million chance of beating that guy," and he isn't angling for a rematch, either:
Honestly, I don't think I would ever deserve a rematch with him unless I won ten fights in a row by vicious knockout! He might even be retired by then. I don't want a rematch with Anderson Silva to be honest.
It's sincerely refreshing to see this kind of honesty from a pro fighter. Irvin could fight Silva ten more times and all he'd have to show for it is a lot of scar tissue and a bad case of PTSD that acts up whenever people around him make sudden movements, so what's the harm in admitting that which we already know?
On the other hand, can you be a fighter in the UFC and not have any real desire to fight the champ? How do you keep going through the motions in the gym every day if you realize you'll only ever rise so high? Obviously not everyone can be the best, but can you still do this for a living if you don't believe, at least on some level, that you could be the best some day?


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Right now, 15 quality antiques dealers have items for sale in the shop which specializes in 18th century to early 20th century antiques.
It's located in a picturesque New England town called Lenox in Western Massachusetts.
There are all kinds of old items in the market that just beg to be savored and, if possible, brought home to love.
Okay, let's take a look at some of the lovely things in this shop.
Look at these sweet dolls. Wouldn't any collector just love one (or all) of these darlings?
One of the new shop's owners loves the art work of the late Bessie Pease Gutman. She was a Philadelphia artist who specialized in painting infant children.
Her own three children often served as models for her charming figures. Her work appeared on many covers of Woman's Home Companion and McCall's Magazines.
She was born in 1876 and died in 1960. Mrs. Gutman worked as a children's book illustrator for 30 years.
Coffman's Antiques Market has some of this artist's framed prints hanging on one wall.
Want something new and different for wall decor? How about an old fashioned child's scooter?


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My dear (Name),
I am pleased to inform you that my sister's marriage has been fixed and the marriage ceremony is scheduled to take place on ___________ (date). This is an advance information to you. A formal invitation card is being sent to you separately.
The marriage party will arrive from __________________ (place) and the reception will be held in the Community Centre hall at ________________ (place) which is very close to our residence. The bride-groom is the M.L.A of _______________ (constituency).
I would request you to please make it convenient to attend the reception and the marriage ceremony, along with your parents. I hope, you will truly respond to my invitation. Please convey my regards to your parents.
Yours obediently,


text: Back in september 2014 my car developed clunking noises from the front suspension. The problem was fixed at service, but a while after that the car started making slamming noises from the front when steeringwheel is turned 100% and I drive over bumps. I.e. when I turn into a parkinglot I have the steeringwheel fully turned, and there are some bumps there at the same time the metal on metal noise appears. The noise was so bad that I saw a couple of people turn around to see where the noise came from when I was turning outside a pizza-place. The problem was supposed to be fixed in december 2014, but I still get the slamming noise on some occations. I therefore called service a week ago and expressed my concern. They showed up at my house after a couple of days (great service), dropped off a loaner and took my car in to check it out. Their report was that everything looked normal, but I protested. The result was that a mechanic came to me with my car yesterday and we took a testdrive together. I drove to a local store where I know the sound appears, and luckily (or not) the metal on metal slamming noise was quite clear. So far so good. The mechanic agreed that the noise was bad, and that it shouldn`t make that kind of noise. The noise supposedly comes from a lower control arm bolt hitting the suspension when steering at full turn over bumps. In other words - the mechanic knows what`s wrong, but has no solution. No bulletin, no parts, nothing. And I`m not sure what to do with this. On one hand he promises that the problem isn`t dangerous, and that Tesla will fix the car once a fix is avaliable. On the other hand I feel this is a serios and embarrasing flaw. Any other with the same problem? Anyone know of a fix? VIN14342


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Yesterday was sunny and warm, but with a bit of a chill in the air when I stepped into the shade, so I thought I'd celebrate the sunshine with some color blocking, and the chill with a cozy sweater and boots. (I just can't seem to give up color blocking - now all I need are some brightly colored trousers so I can color block all through winter!) It was the perfect, cheerful outfit for a beautiful fall day! We're right on the cusp of true autumn here in Portland; there's a light warmth to the air, but every once in a while you see a tree turning yellow at the top, with leaves drifting gently down to the ground.
Sweater: Target
Pants: thrifted from The William Temple House
Shoes and bag: Urban Outfitters
Sunglasses: Oscar de la Renta from TJ Maxx
Brooch/pin: from a flea market in California (pinned on with a safety pin!)
Bracelet: B. Lee Designs


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Who says life is fair all of the time? So many simple moments we take for granted and sometimes we are left standing feeling like we have been punched in the gut when you think that you are living, doing the best that you know how. Sometimes I feel the decisions I am making are for the best of the parties involved. I need to start listening to ME and stop trying to please EVERYBODY. Maybe only then all will be right in my world for once. It's hard having kids. As a mother you strive to keep your kids safe, healthy and happy. We stress our bodies to the core wondering if our little ones are going to grow to hate us for the slightest indifference then what everyone else is doing. Sometimes I think I am going to go to hell for some of the choices I have made or some of the scenarios I have made my children endure. I can picture showing up in Hell, and when Satan see's that it's me he's all, "no, no, no, not that woman, I am not about to spend eternity with someone so crass that they would casually talk about dog farts while I'm eating small children for breakfast. Send her back!" Hoo boy, it's these types of scenarios we stress over at all hours of the day. Sometimes we find ourselves getting up in the middle of the night to watch them sleep. Maybe it's only me and I'm simply just a weird mother. Perhaps it's the fact that I don't get to spend a lot of time with my kids because of a life of divorce and that I live 2000 miles from family because of decisions made a year ago to move to a different state. It's hard when brothers are separated because of other circumstance I choose not to divulge here.
So my trip to Texas last week was a quick one. I was forced to go to Texas for a child custody battle, once again. It never seems to end, because someone in hell has it out for me and if he doesn't watch out, I may take a quick trip there just to torture. And also because of an ex who just won't LET. IT. GO. Perhaps my next post, I will update you on what events led to me being served, the prep for trial, the trial itself, and what has happened since….it's quite fun, truly. NOT.
So, back to why I am writing now. I have just a few hours with my boys while I am here in Texas. I stand to the side as to not interfere with their time together. I watch and enjoy hearing the laughter over silly things. I step in only to break up arguments, fights, or when their rough housing becomes a little too rough. I have tried to teach my boys the art of independence and sometimes I kick myself for making them too independent because I miss them wanting to cuddle up on the couch and just be held by their mother. My boys know how emotional their mother is and often out of the corner of my eye when something happens, I will see that quick turn in their heads to see if I am crying. Even at the ages of 10 & 7, my boys KNOW their mom and look out after me.
You never know what a person has to endure on a day to day basis. Know that my humor is only masking the pain that I endure every day. The following description is what I went through my last moments before boarding a plane back to Washington….
As I am taking Jake back to his dad's place, Jake grabs my hand and gives it 2 quick pumps. I give it back. He looks at me and winks and as I wink back the tears begin to flow.
He climbs out of the car and closes the door and immediately E stares straight ahead and says, "I miss my brother." I tell him to jump out and give him another hug and assured him he would see him again soon.
At the airport Ethan and I play before I have to go through security. He walks with me through the line until the last possible second that he has to duck under the lines and go away with Paw Paw. He keeps his eye on me to see how long it takes before I break, but I manage to wait until he walks away holding onto Paw Paw's hand to lose it. He turns to look back at me; he breaks free from my dad's grip and runs back for one last hug. "I'm going to miss you," he says. "I love you E-Rod," I reply. He giggles and says, "Moooom, it's A-Rod" and spells the letters in the air with his finger. He has tears beginning to form as my dad walks up to get him. My dad asks E if he wants to get a Cinnamon roll from Cinnebon. Ethan's sadness suddenly disappears as he bounds off towards the direction of the confectionery goodness. I mouth the words "thank you" to my dad as he winks at me.
The fact that a donut can take away the sadness only proves that the apple doesn't fall too far from the tree. Perhaps it truly does make everything right in the world, and I think everything just might be OK.


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Will Feral had already made this trip.
When I checked his ears before he'd always been back in the brush and with his black ears it was hard to tell whether or not his ears had been notched.
|Seriously? You couldn't see this?
We were sitting outside and he came halfway across the yard to be nearer to us and with the green all around him I could see very clearly the tell-tale left ear notch.
|Ha ha ha....now you get to explain when you return the cage!
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Thursday, October 14, 2010
Perfect Wedding | 抱抱俏佳人 [ Movie Review ] *** 1/2
Then there's the apparent mismatch with Miriam Yeung and Raymond Lam as a couple. To make matters worse, Miriam Yeung had already been romancing a younger co star earlier this year (Love in a Puff) and it makes one wonder how many more movies will Miriam Yeung be pair up with a younger male co-star.
But surprise surprise, Perfect Wedding turned out to an unexpected delight.
Instead of a build up to the perfect wedding, Perfect Wedding was actually all about a 30 + successful wedding planner Yan (Miriam Yeung) and her unsuccessful love life. After hooking up with a young attorney Fung (Raymond Lam), their passionate one night stand unwittingly became a working relationship when Fung's boss owed Yan 30 wedding officiants duties and had left Hong Kong. As Yan and Fung worked together to help various couples' with their idealized wedding, their own romance started to blossom.
But their journey to marital bliss were besieged by various issues and people around them. Yan was still troubled by the fact that her previous boyfriend left her at the altar. She was plagued with worries on their May–December romance and lacks the confidence to come clean with their relationship in front of her friends and co workers. Fung frustrated by Yan's inability to be upfront with their relationship, had unexpectedly found admiration from a very hot co worker (played by the very hot Chrissie Chau).
It's a fairly predictable plotline and not exactly well executed but what really shine for Perfect Wedding was the actors performance, the witty dialogues and the comedic timing.
Miriam Yeung and Raymond Lam were charming and engaging in their respective roles. It's easy to feel happy and sad for them as they go through their ups and downs. Their age disparity was acknowledged and worked well into the story to sell the concept of them being lovers. It's easy to feel their disappointment and confusion as they tackle various obstacles that set them apart.
Beside that, they are backed by comedic veterans like Teresa Mo and Eric Kot with hotties like Bernice Liu, Chrissie Chau and Kate Tsui. The supporting cast provides the additional witty humour and eye candy that made Perfect Wedding even more enjoyable.
Though the humorous bantering between characters would have been better appreciated in Cantonese soundtracks, the Mandarin dialogue was piercing enough to bring out the good o' sidesplitting Hong Kong sarcasm. It's fast and unadulterated Hong Kong humour that bring back the times before Hong Kong movie started to cater to the China market.
Last but not least, the comedic timing to capture the cast performance and the witty dialogue. This is the hardest part and it varies from individual perception. If a sequence is cut too late or placed at a wrong angle, the comedic feel might come off differently. Perfect Wedding managed to do everything just right to capture the good vibe of the show and hits the sweet spot for laughter time after time.
Perfect Wedding is one of those gems that comes along and unexpectedly sweep you off your feet. The blend of humor and heartfelt realism in relationship made this movie unforgettable and memorable. Can't wait to get my hands on the Cantonese version of this movie.
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Labels: Comedy, Dubbed, Mandarin, Movie Review, Romance
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Starting this Friday, the Clackamas County Sheriff's Posse will kick off its annual holiday-season presence on horseback patrol in the Clackamas Town Center parking lot.
This will be the 16th year the Posse has worked with the Town Center to welcome shoppers and provide a striking holiday presence.
The Posse will patrol the Town Center's parking lots from 10 a.m. to 4 p.m. starting Friday, Nov. 29 -- and will be there every weekend until Sunday December 22nd.
"We're excited to welcome back the Sheriff's Posse," said Jessica Curtis, Town Center Marketing Manager. "It's a favorite holiday tradition for our customers and retailers."
The Posse encourages the public to come meet our four-legged partners during this holiday season. The Posse will stage their trucks and trailers in the south lot of the Town Center, just south of Sears.
The Sheriff's Office reminds shoppers to lock their car doors and keep valuables stowed away and out of sight while away from their vehicles.
Media inquiries should be directed to Jessica Curtis at Clackamas Town Center.
The Sheriff's Posse -- founded in 1939 by Clackamas County citizens -- is an all-volunteer organization that serves the Sheriff's Office and the county in several ways:
- The Posse perpetuates interest in Western horsemanship, as well as customs and traditions from the early days of the State of Oregon.
- The Posse participates in search-and-rescue missions as requested.
- The Posse provides mounted patrols as needed, as well as support for special events.
- The Posse also participates in several charitable causes, and even offers its own scholarship.
For more information click here.
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Contact Info:
Robert Wurpes, Lieutenant
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Changing highways.
Sometimes, fish is so tender you hardly need a knife. The flesh of this fish was moist and just opaque and it came away in quivering flakes with a touch of the fork. The whole thing was held together by a faint, sheeny crispness flecked with warm, dark Cajun spices. Someone in the kitchen knew exactly how to grill fish. The accompanying salad was robust and had enough variety and colour and interest to last the whole meal. Some salads are boring after the first crunch and you start looking at what everyone else is eating.
I looked anyway. There were gumbos - the prawn and okra gumbo looked good - and grilled steaks and fried chicken and burgers and chilli and even pasta and pizza. There was a thing called Idaho wedges and a four-cheese lasagne. This place does it all with a degree of finesse rarely found in theme restaurants. And the staff are nice.
Except it is not really a theme restaurant. Highway 31 is run by Harley enthusiasts, like a fraternity. A kind of Returned Services Club with bikes, not just a tacked-on theme. It is adjacent to Harley City, one of the largest Harley dealerships in the world. Harley owners come into Highway 31 for drinks on their own or dinner with their families or to talk to other Harley people. Outside in the street there are Harleys everywhere. Purely by chance, when we arrived, enough Harleys had vacated the space directly out front to back in a Volvo. I parked without knocking over any hogs or softails or v-rods.
It's a funny thing about Harley Davidson motor cycles. No-one ever buys one until they're fifty. How ironic: you finally get to feel the wind in your hair and there isn't any.
It's not about attitude. When men have mid-life crises, they buy crass things like red sports cars. You buy a Harley for a different reason: because it's a machine. Other bikes are just devices. Harleys groan and roar and use oil and are built from nuts and bolts. Other bikes just whiz you somewhere else fast and have computers and coffee holders and GPS and air conditioning and are about as exciting as a Toyota Camry.
No, I didn't buy one. But I thought about it while I ate my Cajun fish and drained the last of my white wine. The small wine list is somewhat overpriced, but bikers generally don't sip chardonnay with their steak so I suppose the wine subsidises the beer.
It was about nine o'clock now. The traffic growl on Sydney Road rose and fell in waves and the flashing coloured lights on the verandah outside Highway 31 shone in the window and turned my empty white plate a different colour every few seconds. A band had set up in the corner near the bar and started playing a Neil Young song, Changing Highways from Broken Arrow.
6 comments:
- Ed said...
If only it was the other way around with teeenagers on Harley's and in ferrari's.I dare say fewer of us would see 50 though.
- Sat Apr 05, 05:29:00 PM GMT+11
- Monster Librarian said...
I am so glad that I found your blog...I absolutely love it!
- Sun Apr 06, 02:49:00 PM GMT+10
Indeed, Ed: my brother bought a Triumph motorcycle when he was 19 and promptly crashed it into the lamp post on the corner a hundred metres from home.
Thank you, Monster Librarian.
- Sun Apr 06, 04:24:00 PM GMT+10
- Marie said...
When I was younger I thought there could be nothing more romantic than a boyfriend on a Harley, especially if he looked like Sam Elliot . . . as a fifty something I could still go for Sam Elliot although I would gladly exchange the Harley fantasy for a nice piece of perfectly grilled fish!
- Sun Apr 06, 04:26:00 PM GMT+10
- Janis Gore said...
Ah, yes, a little Sam Elliot with the grilled fish ... what a nice dinner, Marie.
- Sun Apr 06, 11:19:00 PM GMT+10
- Diane said...
The 105th anniversary is this summer - thousands of bikes will be roaring through our streets, and owners of non-Harley machines either cower in their garages for the week, or go out anyway, expecting to be ridiculed.
And yes - you are absolutely correct on the demographics.
- Tue Apr 08, 10:10:00 PM GMT+10


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I had another post half-written about a concern that is nowhere near where I am at this stage of my career (green-assed rookie!), but then I thought of something that eats at me in the present.
One of the best times for me to write is after my girls have gone to bed. I have my little ritual of brewing up a coffee and putting on an instrumental-music podcast, and just going where the muses take me for an hour or so. My problem is that I feel a little guilty about my wife going to bed alone.
Don't get me wrong; she is 100% supportive of my writing, and I'm sure that she's quite alright with going to bed alone a few times a week. We communicate well, and we have a solid marriage, but I'm concerned that I may be missing some critical bonding time. Date nights and other events are great for relationship-building, but nothing beats the day-to-day interactions.
I believe that many of you have been married longer than I have (4 ½ years), so I'm wondering just how critical that pre-sleep time is.


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Just To Freak You Out XXVIII
This is the 28th installment of the Freak Out series and the 1,002nd post of the blog. It's Friday, everybody! And you know what that means.
I feel this needs no explanation.
Yes, it's that bad of an idea. And believe it or not, it gets worse.
I don't know how anyone could consider corporate sponsorships which manifest on the uniforms.
Anyway, there's also some third jersey fun to freak you out. If you're the Blues, I'll tell you what you don't do. You don't wear a yellow jersey.
The Blues.
And for the Canadiens, I like the red sweater with the blue shoulders, but I'm not sure the white one is the way to go here.
Also, I'll throw in an "If They Mated" logo, matching up the Kings and Sharks.
It may be a terrible idea, but it's extremely creative and I love that.
And for good measure, here's a plethora of concept art based on the notion of creating jerseys with two colors — split down the middle.
Everybody's covered and they're all worth a look, most notably the Bruins, Red Wings, Islanders, Rangers, Canucks and Capitals. That's some pretty intense craziness right there.
Have a great weekend, all!


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Thursday, December 11, 2008
Nothing Normal Times Three
We have a cat (Frank) come in to be checked for a problem following a declaw. Evidently Frank has had a persistent discharge from one toe since the surgery - which was two years ago, but never mind that. If the owner had taken Frank back to the original doctor who did the surgery, it probably would have been repaired for free. This would be our policy, at any rate; we don't charge to re-check our surgical incisions, and in many cases we don't charge (or charge only the anesthetic fees, to cover costs) to re-do something on a surgery that needs attention for a reason other than owner negligence. (If the owner lets the dog chew all its sutures out and then roll in dirt, that's THEIR choice, but as they have ignored our after-care instructions, we then charge normal fees.) I have no idea if this is a good policy or not, but it seemed fair to the two owners, anyway, so that's what we do. However, since it wasn't our surgery we were correcting, we charged full fee. Still, the owner wanted a second opinion, so we were happy to oblige.
I happened that day to be giving a tour of the hospital to a friend of my nurse JG, and we went back into the wards. I was explaining what cases we had, and explained Frank's, at which time I got my first good look at little Frank. (Since Dr. J was his surgeon, I hadn't really seen our Frankie before then). The first thing I notice is that Frank is a calico, which means he must be a girl. The way calico happens (for the uninitiated) is that the cat has genes on the X chromosome that allow for either red coat color or black coat color. No cell can have more than one operational X chromosome, so in female animals, which have 2 X's per cell, one wads itself up into a Barr body and inactivates itself. This is random, so some cells will express red, and others will express black. If the cat has only the genes for red and black, but not the gene for spotting, it will be a tortiseshell, which is red and black mixed togehter randomly. If it has the gene for white spotting, it will be a calico, with the white spotting expressed along with random patches of either red or black, depending on which X chormosome (the red-bearing or the black-bearing) is being expressed in a given area.
Male cats, however, are XY, not XX. They only have one X chromosome to begin with, so there's no need for a Barr body. Their one and only X is always expressed, so if you have spotting genes, you would get a black and white cat or an orange and white cat, but not a black and orange and white cat.
I explain all this to JG's friend (who listens with every evidence of interest, though I suppose that's fairly esoteric and likely boring), who then wants to know why the cat is named Frank.
"I don't know, but I guess maybe they thought the cat was a boy and when they found out she wasn't they just didn't change the name," I speculate. This is common enough, after all, and people sometimes like to name their pets opposite to their gender deliberately, for unknown reasons. What the hey, the pet doesn't care, and for most owners that's likely a harmless amusement.
A few days later little Frank is in for a recheck. It's Saturday, which I work alone, so I see her. Except the owner says she's a he, absolutely; even Dr. J checked him and says it's a he, and besides, when it was time to spay him, they took off a nice pair of testicles. No WAY, I'm thinking. This cat has Kleinfelter's syndrome. He's an XXY male.
You hear about these things, of course, but I'd never seen a Kleinfelter's cat. It's pretty rare. In people I believe the symptomatic victims (because if I remember right, not all are obviously symptomatic) are unusually tall, and sort of spindly in build, narrow of shoulder and broad of hip, and nearly always sterile. I seem to recall they have potential bone and immunological issues, and some frailty of constitution. Now, I'd go for the 'sterile' part in this cat (and if he hadn't been before, he certainly is now, what with having had his testicles removed and all), but other than that he actually looks perfectly normal. Except for the fact that he's a calico with a penis. I'm sort of curious to see if he lives a normal life span (I don't believe human Kleinfelter's victims do, but this is all pretty vague... I took human genetics back in 1982, which makes it kind of a while ago. Maybe I'll look it up, just to refresh my memory.)
Horror story du jour...
I go in to work the other day (having been off for a couple of days) and hear Dr. J talking about thawing out a deceased dog for creamation. This makes no sense to me, since we typically store bodies in our freezer for the cremation service to pick up (they come once a week). So, since they are normally frozen before the cremation service picks them up, why do we need to thaw this one out...?
Turns out that the dog had fallen through the ice on a lake and drowned. Dr. J needed to get the ice off the dog to get an accurate weight (since the cremations are charged based on body weight). When Dr. J said the dog was covered in ice, I was picturing that the animal's coat was soaked through and had frozen. No. The dog's body had been frozen in to the re-forming ice. It had ice eight or more inches thick (I'm not kidding) frozen all around it when it was brought in. The owner had to chop the dog's body out of the ice to get it free of the lake. Yikes. I can only imagine what it must have been like for this poor man - who was no doubt distraught about the dog's death to begin with - to have to carve his way through all that ice, and then somehow get this large dog, plus all hte associated ice, out of the hole he'd made, and then get it in to the clinic. Dr. J (who is a strong guy) was estimating that there was a good 60 pounds of ice alone, let alone the weight of the dog. Even after melting for 24 hours there was still ice at least 6 inches thick laying in the run where they's laid the dog to thaw out. Poor dog. Poor owner. What a sad event.
Incomprehensible client behavior du jour... (or, Why this job will never be boring, or Why I'll never understand some clients...)
A client comes in to have one dog neutered and another vaccinated. Before I even go in a room with her I am mildly exasperated with her... she has let her male dog urinate all over the reception area and seems incapable of recognizing that if she lets him stand next to any vertical surface he'll do it again (a fact he has already demonstrated with great thoroughness). She also just has That Look, the look of someone I know I will have trouble communicating with. I can't describe it exactly, but my radar picks it up as someone who believes they are an animal expert, better qualified to understand their animal's medical and behavioral conditions than I am, and who is unlikely to either heed my advice or pay for it. Since I won't cater to their ignorance and will persist in correcting their errors regardless of the hopelessness of such attempts, typically I rub these clients the wrong way. Certainly they rub ME the wrong way, and it is always a struggle to keep them from knowing that; it is, after all, not their fault that I find this irritating, so there's no reason to take it out on them. This has the possibly negative side effect that I tend to overcompensate in the niceness department.
Unfortunately I get to vaccinate the female dog, who arrives in the exam room already muzzled. Oh joy, it's a Rottweiller in need of a muzzle. My favorite. [Here I must digress: I have nothing against Rotties in general, but I will say that due to their size and power, when they want to bite, they can be quite dangerous. Also, unfortunately, there is a population of poorly-bred Rotties up here - and some beautifully-bred ones, as well - but amongst the poorly-bred group are quite a number with incorrect temperaments and horrific orthopedics. Unfortunately, many of these dogs also have no training, having been bought by people either ignorant of or unconcerned with the quality of the dog they were purchasing, and most of whom do not follow up with apporpriate management.]
I look at the chart and see that they have the dog down as a labrador mix. Which in fact it may be, but if so, it owes none of its looks to that side of the family.
"So, we're seeing her for vaccines today?" I say. "We should put her down as a Rott mix, not a lab mix, since that's what she looks like," I add, scratching-out and writing-in on the chart.
"No, she's a lab mix," the owner says.
"Even so, we like to put them in the computer as what they most resemble in case someone finds them loose one day. If they call in, they'll say she looks like a Rott cross, so that's where we'll look in the computer. We'd never find her under lab mix."
"But you're messing up my insurance," the owner says. I don't tell her that I could care less what lies she tells her insurance company, or that if the dog needs a muzzle because she bites, most insurance companies won't cover her anyway even if she's a golden retriever, or even that in deliberately misleading the insurance company she is much more likely to be liable if the dog ever does bite anyone.
"We'd never find her under Lab mix in the computer," I repeat, and make no move to alter my scribblings. The owner subsides, looking disappointed.
On to the physical, during which our erstwhile lab mix is snarling and glaring at me, making abortive lunges as I crouch beside her while (attempting to) listen to her heart. This is a task rendered more difficult by the steady rumble of growls rattling through her chest. It is only possible to touch her because the owner has a good grip on the dog.
"None of that, now," I tell the dog firmly, partly for the owner's benefit (most of whom will take this cue to tell the dog to be quiet). The growling continues unabated. "I can't hear her heart over the growling," I tell the owner. "See if she'll stop for you."
The owner, who has been crooning "Good girl, it's okay, GOOD girl!" to the dog, says to me, "She's just talking, she likes to do that."
"Actually," I tell her, removing my (useless) stethoscope from the dog's chest (which is still vibrating with menace), "she isn't talking. She's looking me strait in the eye, which is a dominance gesture, and given the opportunity she'd be MORE than willing to bite me. Don't make the mistake of thinking she's all talk. She means it, and if I were you I wouldn't take a chance on putting her to the test. Also, don't tell her she's a good girl when she's growling inappropriately. I know you're trying to reassure her like you would if she were a child, but she isn't a child. She's a dog, and she'll read that as praise for the agression. When she does something like that you need to tell her to knock it off, and tell her like you mean it." I am having a very hard time keeping my annoyance and impatience out of my voice by now; even to my own ears I sound bitchy.
After a short wrestling match (during which more lunges are made toward my face), I manage both to feel the dog's abdomen and to vaccinate. I mention that the dog is fat and needs to have her food restricted (which puts me at strike four in the "Things that piss off clients" remarks column. Well, maybe I'll piss her off enough that this will not only be her first visit but her last, and someone else will get to wrestle her agressive Rott mix - oops, I mean lab mix. Sigh.)
After all this she has some questions about the effects of the neuter on the male dog. She's afraid that the neuter will leave an unsightly flap of hanging scrotal tissue, as happened with her other dog, a mastiff-pitbull cross (well, she does like her dogs big, it appears).
"Depends on the dog," I tell her, "but most of the time in a young dog the scrotal tissue will shrink up over time and disappear. If the dog is older or has a particularly pendulous scrotum, then it may persist that way."
"Hmmm, that must be it. Jeffery Dahmer was four when we had it done."
Here I am momentarily completely confused... how long ago WAS this? and how would SHE know when Jeffery Dahmer was four years old, unless she was a close personal friend? After all, he wasn't newsworthy until all that murdering and necrophilia and cannibalism and whatnot.
Then it dawns on me: she's talking about the DOG. She named her dog after a cannibalistic necrophiliac serial killer. I just KNEW we were going to be best friends, she and I.
"We had to do it, though," she adds. "He was getting to be too much of a pain." Oh, brrr. A giant sized mastiff mix (some members of which clan have been known to have aggression issues) who is being too much of a pain for this owner, who is quite tolerant of her Rottie mix lunging repeatedly at my face. That sounds just peachy.
I shake off the whole creepiness of naming your dog after infamy (and the weird perversity of being so proud of that that you have to refer to the dog always by the full name "Jeffery Dahmer", which isn't an easy or convenient-to-say sort of name), just in time for her to ask me, "Are you going to do the surgery today?"
"Probably not," I tell her. "On days when we have a lot of procedures like we do today, we usually put our faster surgeons on. Drs. J and P are both faster surgeons than I am, so I'll probably just do appointments today." The woman looks both disappointed and disturbed by this. I wonder if she has a dislike for one of them. Although this is her first visit, sometimes another client has referred them, and has passed along their personal preferences as well.
"Any time you have a doctor preference, you're welcome to state it, though, and we'll do our best to honor that," I add, since she looks so dismayed.
"I want YOU to do the surgery," she says. "I like the way you talk to me and explain things."
Say WHAT?
I KNOW I sound waspish and pissy to my own ears. Further, I have contradicted her and corrected her at every turn. And she LIKES this?
Then I stop and think: if she is has pitbull-mastiffs named after serial killers and dominance aggressive Rott mixes, maybe her standards of good behavior are not what I'd call normal.
10 comments:
- MaskedMan said...
Male calico..? Like hen's teeth, that. But *two* years with a discharge..? WTF?!
Ice story... ::shudder:: I spent enough time playing with ice, that those kind of stories hit pretty low.
The Rottie owner..? She sounds like an unrecognized sub... She needs to get more appropriate dogs, and go find herself a good Dom. Or find a Dom that wants dogs. Pop a whip at her, next time she's in, and see if she sits up and begs for you...
- December 11, 2008 at 2:37 PM
- Jenn said...
Never a dull day at the office, eh?
I knew calicos only came in female, but I never realized an odd twist of genetics could produce a male calico. I guess I won't be judging a calico by her color any more!
Bizarre question...why did the man with the frozen dog bring a dead dog to the vet? Did he bring him in for the cremation services or was he hoping for a miracle?
Dog owners...you get all kinds. And I just had to ROFLMAO!!! at MaskedMan's dom/sub comment! Too funny!
- December 11, 2008 at 8:10 PM
- AKDD said...
Jenn, the man brought the frozen dog in because he wanted it to be cremated. I think he couldn't deal with thawing it out in his garage; after all, it was the body of his beloved dog, so he probably didn't want to walk by it for two or three days while the ice melted off. Besides, we're set up to arrange for creaations; at the time, there wasn't another option for that unless the owner wanted to drive to Anchorage.
MM, my vet school nickname WAS "The Whip", but that was because I was quick with a snappy retort, and not due to any dominatrix predelicitons, I assure you!
- December 11, 2008 at 9:44 PM
- Michelle said...
Very educational! I knew that female orange tabbies were rare, but I didn't know that male calicos were rare.
I have a Tortoiseshell, and my vet always comments on her "Tortie 'Tude". Whenever I take her in, she scrunches down into as small a ball as possible, and proceeds to not move for the whole examination, while rumbling under her breath like a small motorcycle for the duration. Her lung capacity is quite amazing. :)
Apparently she must think she's a Rotweiler!
- December 12, 2008 at 8:00 AM
- Jenn said...
Ahhh...gotcha. I guess when the ground is frozen you really can't bury right away, either. Something I just don't have to think about here because while it does get cold, the ground never really freezes solid.
- December 12, 2008 at 9:54 AM
- Barb said...
"Then it dawns on me: she's talking about the DOG. She named her dog after a cannibalistic necrophiliac serial killer."
Of course, that is a LOT funnier since the lady in question (and her dogs) are about, oh, 2000 miles away! :-)
- December 12, 2008 at 10:00 PM
- SweetMotherOfMars said...
I wanted to thank you, I've been following your posts for the last few months. You are a wonderful author & I'm hooked.
So, if one X in each female mammal's cell turns into a Barr body, does that mean humans do not carry their skin color gene on their X chromosome?
If we did, wouldn't a few of us ladies have tortie-tude, too?
- December 13, 2008 at 3:51 AM
- AKDD said...
You know, torties DO sometimes have some 'tude, but I'll tell you... excellent mothers and wicked good hunters, by and large. I think if you're going to do that kind of thing well, maybe a little 'tude doesn't go amiss.
SMofMars, I'm glad you're enjoying the blog! To be honest, I don't know where humans carry their pigment genes, but I'd have to guess it's not a sex-linked trait; otherwise you'd have hair and/or eye color distributed along gender lines. However, what Michelle says about orange tabbies being mostly male is true (IME, 80-90% of orange tabbies are male); but some perfectly normal female cats are orange tabbies, so there has to be some other mechanism at play there than a strict sex-linkage. It gets a lot more complicated when you have color dominance (like black being dominant over yellow) and/or color penetrance (as in, incomplete penetrance of red being a soft creamy orange, or incomplete penetrance of black being grey, etc), which happens in certain breeds and/or species, as well.
Meanwhile, I think we ladies should ALL be allowed some Tortie 'Tude! Look what we have to put up with! [carefully not specifying what that might be, so as to allow the biggest possible umbrella...]
Barb, you're right: distance lends enchantment... or in this case, amusement....!
- December 13, 2008 at 5:16 PM
- I need orange said...
Always baffled that the simple "if you reward it, you'll get more of it" concept is so rarely understood. And even more rarely practiced.....
So the next time that dishonest rottweiler person comes in, you're going to tell her "Yo, *itch, curb your dog!" right?
:-) lol............
- December 16, 2008 at 11:48 AM
- AKDD said...
Oh, yeah, I can see THAT going over well with the bosses....! :p :D I guess I'll just have to avoid the temptation. Dang it.
- December 17, 2008 at 10:43 PM


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Raking Leaves Is No Fun
Before ... (well actually half-way done at this point)
... and after.
If you love going outside, getting fresh air and some exercise, then you should probably like spending a nice autumn day raking the leaves in your yard, right? Wrong! There's nothing fun about this wretched chore. And if someone tries to tell you different, then they're just trying to sucker you into raking their leaves for them.
The only good thing about raking leaves is that when I'm done, my compost bins are full. All of those leaves are going to break down and help next year's garden grow.
Oh wait, I also enjoy when my kids come and jump into a big leaf pile. You'd think that would be annoying because I have to rake the leaves back into a pile but it always brings a smile to my face. I usually jump into the pile with my kids and we lie on our backs and make leaf angels. So I guess that's two things I like about raking leaves.
You know what I like too? It's fun to walk around on my pool cover. It's sort of like a trampoline. I use the leaf blower to get all these leaves off the cover so that the pump doesn't get jammed up. They have an elephant standing on it in the pool cover brochure, so it's no big deal for me to take an occasional stroll.
And oh yeah, I like taking a break to have some hot cocoa too. Nothing beats having a hot cocoa out in the crisp autumn air.
Well fine, I guess I do like raking leaves after all.
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3 Comments:
- Katie said...8:00 PMI was going to say...how could YOU, Anthony, of all people NOT like raking leaves? :0)
I too like cocoa.
- Nora said...12:39 PMHi Anthony. I recently moved to Northern Jersey and started composting for the first time. I found your blog while searching for how to make compost. My composter bin is not cooking very quickly because of this cold winter and also because I do not have much green stuff to add, but I can feel the warmth inside when I stick my arms in, and that's exciting enough for me! I look forward to reading your blog updates.
- Ottawa Gardener said...11:52 PMDoes your date actually say 12/12 like December 12th. Perhaps you need some snow? Have I offered you some yet? I have snow like some have zucchinis. Snow anyone? A bag of snow? A truckload.
I do not like raking leaves but I do like looking at them. It's a tough bind really. I usually suck them up in my electric lawn mower and then pulverize them...


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Over the next few weeks I'll be presenting a series of articles. Each will be among those that I've found relating to various ancestors whose lives have been recorded in some small way, in the online newspaper archives of the National Library of Australia.
Due to the poor quality of some of the article scans, I'll be reproducing the transcripts that I've placed onto the archive site.
In chronological order, I'll begin by posting the articles relating to the struggles at Cummeragunja (various spelling variants), and the eventual walk-off by a majority of the residents following my grandfather's arrest.
The following article is from the Melbourne Argus, Saturday - 4 March, 1939.
Natives Leave Station
SYDNEY, Friday.
Reference to unrest at the Cummerogunga Aboriginal station which had resulted in the departure of several Aborigines, was made in the Legislative Assembly today.
Reference to unrest at the Cummerogunga Aboriginal station which had resulted in the departure of several Aborigines, was made in the Legislative Assembly today.
The Chief Secretary (Mr Gollan) was asked by Mr Davidson (Industrial Labour, Cobar) whether he had called for a report and if not whether he would have an independent inquiry regarding Aborigines who had left the Cummeragunga aboriginal station and crossed the Murray River into Victoria and whether they had migrated to Victoria because of mental hardship imposed upon them by the Administration.
Mr Lawson (UCP, Murray) asked Mr Gollan vvhether he would inquire whether a good deal of the trouble was due to a person from Sydney visiting the area and causing trouble. If so would he take steps to see that there was no repetition of it.
Mr Gollan replied that there had been a little unrest at the Aboriginal station but it was not a fact that the Aborigines had moved because of unkind treatment. It was due to a great extent to a certain man who had been given permission to address the Aborigines at the station. He had had that permission cancelled.
He added that every consideration had been shown to the Aborigines and if they returned to the station they would be treated in the same generous manner as the Aborigines at other stations. This particular man named Patten, who was not a full-blooded Aborigine, would be brought before the Court on March 10.


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In my next post I will show you the latest pattern purchases.


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