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Of a self professed bookworm and geek girl.
Winter Fire
Kathy Fischer-Brown
Genre: Historical Romance
Publisher: Books We Love Publishing
Date of Publication: August 9, 2014
Number of pages: 374
Word Count: 95,110
Cover Artist: Michelle Lee
When Ethan Caine pulled the unconscious woman from the half-frozen creek, he had no idea that his world was about to explode. Dressed in quilled doeskin of Iroquois design, she stirred up dark secrets from his past. At the same time, she was everything he desired. But she was more Indian than white, and on the run for murder. He needed to know the truth. He needed to find it within himself to trust her.
Banished by the Seneca Indians who had adopted and raised her, ostracized by the whites in the settlement, Zara Grey wanted only to be accepted. "Ethancaine" treated her with kindness and concern. It was easy to trust him. But her Indian ways disturbed him, and her heart she would always be Seneca.
The buzzing of voices had grown steadily into a boisterous clamor of laughter and friendly banter punctuated by the banging of tankards and table thumping. Only gradually did the din penetrate Ethan's thoughts, compelling him to tear his attention from the road and the image that had branded itself onto his thoughts.
When he turned once again and the room came harshly into focus, he saw that the little gathering by the hearth had been transformed into a minor celebration. Those who had been seated now stood, hoisting their mugs amid toasts and playful teasing.
Slouched against the hearthstones, young Jabez Grey looked pale and confused, his vacant smile giving off an appearance of mild enjoyment. His father had taken a place at the table between the McLaren brothers and swilled ale from two tankards at once, while the others laughed and urged him on. When he had finished, Rufus held the tankards triumphantly over his head, and, staggering slightly, his chin and shirt front glistening with spill, he bellowed for Engles to bring ale for all. Even Jabez was provided with a portion, as the next round of toasts and good wishes resounded from all sides of the table.
"To Jabez, and good fortune!"
"To the bride and groom!"
"Here's to Rufus's new mansion!" Levi Sparks playfully slapped Grey on the back, and they all laughed and drank, conversing loudly among themselves.
"To his coach and four!" another man teased.
'To his servants! You'll be having servants then, won't you, Rufus?"
One of the men clapped Jabez on the shoulder. "So when's the joyous event, Jabez?" The boy smiled absently and shrugged.
Rufus Grey hoisted his mug. "To the old patroon! To Henry Van Gelder—may he rest in peace—for bequeathing his bounty. To my niece for making this possible. To General Sullivan for finding her when we'd given up hope, and for returning her safe and sound to her loving family. To General Washington for sending Sullivan on his glorious mission to deliver us from the heathen's hatchet. Here's to Zara Grey, gentlemen…my new daughter! My Jabez's wife!"
Ethan's stomach squeezed into a knot. The woman was promised. To Jabez! He imagined that callow boy sharing her bed, touching her, feeling that silken hair upon his face. The image tore through him like a knife.
You've been living alone far too long, he thought, and he smiled in spite of himself. He swung his legs out from under the table.
"Caine! Ethan Caine!"
Rufus Grey's voice stopped him before he reached the door. He turned, even though his better judgment advised him to continue on. The men at the table fell silent, watching. The entire room pulsed with a strained silence.
"Ain't you going to join us, Caine? Offer your good wishes to my Jabez?" Grey smiled, but his voice held an edge, cold and sharp as an icicle.
Ethan considered Grey's words, and nodded with forced politeness. "I thank you for the invitation, but I've already stayed too long." He called to Engles, "You'll deliver my goods, won't you, Samuel?" The man nodded grimly.
"Not jealous, are you?" Grey baited him, his voice tinged with a taunting inflection. "Or, can it be, gentlemen, that Mr. Caine is afraid to drink with us?"
Summoning his self-control, Ethan slowly turned back to the gathering. "Have I reason to be afraid?"
"Rumor has it that you're a coward."
Ethan bristled. It took all his concentration to keep his hands from balling into fists at his sides. "A man of integrity should know better than to believe everything he hears."
Rufus snorted. "Rumor has it you ain't got no integrity!"
A few of the men laughed uneasily.
Ethan forced a smile. "As I said, I do not subscribe to rumor."
Grey stiffened, drawing himself up to his full height. "You calling me a liar, Caine?" With his broad shoulders, thick arms, and barrel chest, he presented a daunting sight.
"I'm saying you're misinformed." Ethan fixed his gaze on Rufus's eyes. Rufus returned the look with an air of smug satisfaction.
The silence rippled with a palpable tension as Grey stepped out slowly from behind the table and approached Ethan with a swaggering gait. A few of his party began to murmur among themselves in discomfort.
"The Coward of Clarkson's Mill. That's what they call you, Caine. Said you refused to fight. Said you cried like a baby and ran."
Grey's words struck Ethan like a fist to his middle, depriving him of breath. The massacre at Clarkson's Mill had happened fifteen years ago, but its very mention triggered off a lightning train of images in his mind. The smell of burning lodges, the acrid odor of sulphur smoke and blood in the snow, overcame him in a wave of nausea. The night of horror was upon him again, ringing in his ears with the screams of the dying.
Ethan pushed back the images, pushed back the nausea and met Rufus's smirking smile with a hard stare. "Whatever you say, Rufus. Now let me be." At that, Ethan turned on his heel and made a move toward the door. Grey was upon him in an instant, whirling him back around with a large hand to the shoulder, reversing their positions. Grey now stood between Ethan and the door.
"They said you ran, Caine…."
Ethan straightened himself up so that his eyes were level with Grey's. His muscles tensed. "I never ran from anyone."
"…like you're running now!"
"You're drunk, Rufus. Get out of my way."
"Coward. Traitor."
"I don't want to fight you. Now, let me pass."
Hands on his hips, Rufus glanced back over his shoulder at the other men. "He says he don't want to fight!'
"I have no reason to fight you."
"No. You're too spineless, Caine. I wouldn't waste my time with you anyway."
Rufus stepped aside, leaving the path clear to the door. With a mocking gesture, he waved Ethan out with a flourish.
Ethan continued to hold him fast with his gaze. "Don't push me, Grey," he whispered so the others could not hear. "One of these days you'll go too far."
"Is that a threat, Caine?" Rufus bellowed with laughter. "You threatening me? I believe this coward's threatening me!"
"I don't make threats," Ethan said softly. "And I never make promises I can't keep."
It's not often that a historical romance tempts me to read it. They haven't been the top of my preferred genre list in many years. Once upon a time, I couldn't get enough of them, especially ones dealing with American Indians during the 1700's. I was endlessly fascinated by the many different and varied indian tribes and cultures there were. And while I know that the authors had to have taken some creative license, most were well researched and informative, as well as being entertaining. Just as this one turned out to be.
One of the popular troupes is the white & native american who find love and must find a place that they can both be accepted as couple. Whether it's an indian village or a white town. It's the whole opposites attracting thing. This took that, but put a twist on it. We have the white woman, raised as native american, who falls for a white man. Think Dances with Wolves, but instead of discovering each other in her world, they are in his.
Some of the things that I liked about this story was the realism. Life was hard and that's portrayed in the details. I do think Zara was a little too good to be true. I would have liked to have seen her with a bit more negative to her personality. I know that sounds odd, but this girl went through a lot and is just a bit too accepting of her fate. I guess I wanted her to rail about it some. I know I would have. Overall, this was a good read, especially if you have a thing for the early american historical romance genre. I gave it 3 stars.
Kathy will be awarding a $10 Amazon or B/N GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour.
Author Bio:
As a child Kathy wanted to be a writer when she grew up. She also wanted to act on the stage. After receiving an MFA in Acting from the Mason Gross School of the Arts and playing the part of starving young artist in New York, she taught theater classes at a small college in the Mid-West before returning home to the East Coast, where over the years, she and her husband raised two kids and an assortment of dogs. During stints in advertising, children's media publishing, and education reform in the former Soviet Unions, she wrote whenever she could.
Her love of early American history has its roots in family vacations up and down the East Coast visiting old forts and battlefields and places such as Williamsburg, Mystic Sea Port, and Sturbridge Village. During this time, she daydreamed in high school history classes, imagining the everyday people behind all the dates and conflicts and how they lived.
Claiming her best ideas are born of dreams, Kathy has written a number of stories over the years. Her first published novel, Winter Fire, a 1998 Golden Heart finalist in historical romance, was reissued in 2010 by Books We Love, Ltd., which also released Lord Esterleigh's Daughter, Courting the Devil, and The Partisan's Wife.
When not writing, she enjoys reading, cooking, photography, playing "ball" with the dogs, and rooting on her favorite sports teams.
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Dear Doreen, Brethren, and Friends,
I'm here in Moncada, Tarlac, visiting my relatives. I spent the night here. I boarded a bus from Metro Manila last night, and I arrived here in Moncada at almost 10 PM, more than three hours trip.
From here, I'll take a bus to my hometwon, San Manuel, Tarlac, this morning, to visit the graves of my parents - Aureio and Francisca Mercado.The are both believers in Christ.
I preached Christ in the moving bus. My message is about the certainty of death for all men, due to sin. We will all die, I told the passengers, and that's the bad news.( Though people who are in Christ won't experience death when the rapture of the church takes place.) While physical death for all men is the bad news, the good news is that Christ our Lord came to earth, the God-incarnate, in the form of a baby, the baby Jesus, to save every man(and woman of course), who receives Him as his/her Saviour and Lord.
Before I got off the bus, I prayed the "Sinner's Prayer", and I asked those who wanted to repent from their sins and receive the Lord Jesus Christ to pray that prayer.
I don't know how any prayed. What's important is I gave the message, and an opportunity for them to receive Christ as their Saviour and Lord.
This is what I often do when I ride in buses to the provinces. I ask and encourage all believers to do the same - bus evangelism - wherever it is possible. Don't be shy or scared, but rely in the Lord to give you the boldness and peace.
The Lord told us that "he who is ashamed of Him and His Word", He will also be ashamed of him. And that's tough indeed!
In Christ,
Dr. Norbert Mercado
Monday, November 2, 2009 9:51 AM

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Hello, Christmas Eve.
Christmas spirit hit me late this year, but when the huge wave hit me this past weekend, it was a speedy effort to get all the baking, wrapping and crafting done.
Being in a country where Christmas is a haphazard holiday does take the majority of the fun away. But really, with something as special as Christmas, there's really no excuse to not celebrate. So, lesson learned: You must indulge what's in your heart and make it happen for yourself.
And come on – just look at the beautiful things this holiday inspires!
What I miss most are those huge family gatherings when we were young, with cousins flying in from around the world, stacks of presents under the tree, and even a lucky draw. What fun.
This year, I'm so glad to have signed off on our Issue 11 just in time to give the team the day off on the 25th. The Chinese New Year issue always ends up going into production around this time, but this year we managed to give ourselves a break. Hooray. This also means I have less than 24 hours to whip up a fancier version of Christmas dinner that I'd anticipated.
With that said, after December is over, January will be the beginning of the end. Ominous for a time like this, I know, but it's the twinkles and sparkles and merriment that's making me feel rather positive about the "unknown" of next year, when some major changes are going to happen. (This is the bahumbug being pushed out of my system…)
I wish you a very lovely, warm and memorable Christmas season, filled with joy and laughter shared in great company. Happy holidays!
Truck & tree / Advent / Mitten Cookies / Ornaments / Table / Toys / Window


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Tuesday, February 19, 2008
The SCORPIO Man
And her eyes immediately met those
of a large, blue caterpillar
that was sitting on the top with its arms folded, quietly
smoking a long hookah . . .
The caterpillar and Alice
looked at each other in silence,
If you're in love with a Scorpio male and the word passion frightens you, put on
your track shoes and run as if King Kong were pursuing you. He is.
I'm not speaking of romantic passion alone, though that may be at the head of the
list. I also refer to passionate intensity about politics, work, friendship, religion,
food, relatives, children, clothing, life, death and any other categories you can think
up. A Scorpio man is not exactly what your psyche needs if you're repelled by
emotional excess. Don't look back. Just run.
You'll think I've taken leave of my senses if you've just met that particular Pluto
person. He's so calm and steady. How could anyone with such obvious self-control
be passionate, let alone dangerously so? How indeed. Because he's only bluffing
with the surface cool. Inside, his passions are as red hot as that stove you burned
your hand on when you were three or four years old and getting into things out of
your reach. This man may also be out of reach. He's sizzling underneath his
deceptively controlled manner. Don't touch. You know perfectly well how long it
takes for bums to heal. Remember? Your hand was stinging for weeks after that
episode with the stove when you were in your Buster Browns. After this experience,
your heart will burn for months, maybe years, and first aid kits will do little good.
Grandma's favorite saying, "An ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure,"
applies to both stove burns and Scorpio singes, so play it safe. Make sure you know
where you're going and with whom.
If your Sun sign gives you an asbestos, fireproof nature, go ahead and play with
explosives. You may be able to keep the flames under control and have yourself a
powerful fire to warm your heart for a lifetime. Perhaps you're passionate about
things yourself. Fine. Then it's simply a matter of degree of heat. If your passion has
an automatic thermostat, so it can be turned down to cool when his reads hot, you're
safe. Let's pretend you are. The girls who are in danger should be in the next state
by now, if they ran fast enough. They'll thank me someday after they've married a
nice, safe Libran or Cancerian.
As for you women who have analyzed yourselves as safe in a Pluto relationship,
let's see if we can find what's hidden behind those hypnotic, piercing Scorpio eyes.
It's pretty certain he hasn't made a neutral impression on you. He's either got you
thinking he's boyish and sweet, or that he's wicked and passionate. (There goes that
word again.) The trouble is, he's neither. Or maybe I should say he's both. Well, this
isn't getting us anywhere. Let's start all over again.
In a word, this man is invincible. Just behind his frosty reserve is a huge pot of
boiling steam that bubbles and seethes continually. If you're lucky, he'll keep the lid
on. tight for a lifetime, but a deep injury can blow it right off with a brilliant
explosion. It's kind of fascinating to watch. if you're not in its direct line of
destruction. Step aside, if you feel it coming. And don't do anything to cause it
Hell bewilder you with his twin Scorpio traits of passion and reason. He's master of
both: intellect and emotions rule him equally. Scorpio is more than intelligent. If
he's a highly evolved specimen, he's also deeply philosophical, concerned with
mysteries of existence, and he'll come close to knowing the answers.
There are Scorpios who can live a spartan existence in a bare room, denying
themselves every comfort for some obscure, aesthetic reason, but the true nature of
the sign is sensual. Normally, Scorpio will surround himself with luxury. He'll lean
toward excesses in food, drugs, drink, and yes-in love. Most assuredly in love. He's
geared for it, with confidence. Romance will never frighten him, puzzle him, or
catch him unaware. It's been on his mind ever since he rode his first bicycle. Maybe
even his first tricycle. Of course, you could conceivably know a Scorpio who is so
absolutely innocent-looking, with such disarming, youthful charm and lack of
obvious seductive mannerisms, he's convinced you that passion is over-rated in
Pluto males. He may even have freckles, and a whole drawer full of Boy Scout
merit badges. But ask his wife. Try something like, "Say, Bertha-or Rosalie-or
Sheila-or whatever-is your husband, well, is he passionate?" She might summon
enough dignity to tell you it's none of your business, but your answer will most
likely be hysterical laughter. Between her peals of mirth, she'll be remembering
many days of his intense, passionate declarations about air pollution, housebreaking
the dog, narcotics, long hair, birth control, and many nights of ... well, and many
nights. This will be true even if her husband looks like Huckleberry Finn, and
doesn't even remotely resemble King Kong.
These men have an explosive temper that can strike a life-time wound. When the
Scorpio lashes his deadly tail, the sting bites hard. He not only enjoys winning, he
has to win. Something inside him dies when he loses, even in small ways; yet oddly
enough, a Pluto man normally practices good sportsmanship. Like all his other
emotions, disappointment never shows on those set features, and his reactions are
rigidly controlled, including his romantic intentions. If there's a good reason to
avoid the relationship, hell bum inside while he's projecting a glacial calm out-
wardly. He's also capable of torturing a girl cruelly before he finally decides to grab
her by the hair and drag her off to his jungle of honeysuckle vines. Naturally, there
are some November fellows who will gently propose on bended knee. They'll
behave very properly, with or without a chaperone, but don't be deceived. It's
merely the Scorpio desire to keep dignity at all cost. Your reputation must be
spotless. He won't stand for ridicule or cheapness, for all his erotic nature.
Pluto people can have either a Sunday School teacher horror of sin, an attitude
which produces intensely dedicated evangelistic religious leaders, like Billy
Graham, or they can be driven by curiosity to penetrate every dark corner of the
human mystery. Sometimes, both attitudes are combined, resulting in the hypocrisy
or self-delusion of an Elmer Gantry or a Reverend Davidson in Rain.
Every Scorpio is a law unto himself, and completely unconcerned with what others
think of him. He would like to be respected as a good, solid citizen, but if it
interferes with any of his intense ideas or goals, then he couldn't care less, and
who gossip can just go to the place Pluto rules. None of his important decisions are
hampered by the opinions of his friends, relatives, neighbors or enemies. I'm sorry
to say, not even by you. Don't run away yet. Such beautiful self-containment and
sureness of purpose can create a mighty attractive, free spirit who's not always
fussing about what people think. Are honesty and courage and integrity such bad
bargains? They may have lost a little of their sparkle in today's marketplace, but rub
off the dust they've collected, and you can still get them appraised as genuine.
It's quite an experience to see the Scorpio man operate under adversity's black
clouds. While others are mumbling and crumbling and grumbling, he is at his
forceful, courageous best. He seldom wallows in envy or self-pity, and he doesn't
happen to think that life owes him a single farthing. You can just imagine how
much time that saves. Instead of pouting in hurt anger when real troubles hit, he
meets them head on. Conquer them? But of course.
That's what he was born to do.
One thing is a little frightening, and may require courage on your part. Scorpio
loves mystery and there's not a single one that crosses his path he won't solve in
detail. Since the eternal feminine mystery is any girl's most potent defense and
offense, being stripped naked of your mystery can leave you feeling a little exposed.
You'll scarcely have a secret left when he starts probing with those burning eyes
piercing questions.
He has high standards, and he won't choose his friends loosely. They'll have to
measure up. This is a marvelous, rare kind of man who can share a jug of spirits and
joke with rough humor among other men like a bawdy Elizabethan; then tap that
deep, inscrutable nature and turn into as gentle and tender a lover as Robert
Browning. If there's anything more to ask for in a male animal, I don't know what it
might be. Submissiveness and forgiveness? Detachment and caution? That's not
You knew he was short on those qualities back in the beginning.
He can be cruel sometimes, for his own, unfathomable reasons, and he may even
exhibit a sadistic sense of wit by describing you as fat, dumpy, shrewish and square
in front of friends. It's his private joke. Grin, if it kills you. You've been warned that
Scorpio is compelled to conceal his motives, and this tendency isn't watered down
in love. It may even be intensified. He's not about to display his true emotions in
front of the world like a vulnerable, smitten schoolboy. Later, when you're alone,
he'll tell you what he really thinks.
Marriage gives you a certain security, but if he pulls some of his Pluto tricks before
the knot is tied, it may hurt, and you'll fail to get the humor. Still, don't even think
about telling him that his harsh, self-sufficient who-needs-you? game makes you
feel like jumping off a bridge. The Scorpio man will just tell you to go ahead and
jump. It may take a while to adjust to his personality, but it will eventually toughen
you up. If you're too soft, you'll bruise easily with a Scorpio. Never ask him what he
thinks of a new dress or hair-do, unless you're prepared to be stung by the brutal
truth. At least you'll know his positive statements are honest, and not pasted
with the sticky glue of bored, insincere flattery. It's better to brave a good, healthy
"You look awful," now and then, and be rewarded by an occasional "You're really
beautiful, you know," than to swallow a constant diet of vague remarks like: "Yes,
dear, it's lovely, sugar. Mmmmm-just fine, pigeon," from other men. Don't you
think so? I do. But then, you're the one who has to live with it.
When it comes to jealousy, you'd better tread very, very carefully. He could bum
and erupt like Mount Vesuvius in its heyday if you should accidentally wink near a
man when a cinder gets in your eye, and if you ever give him a real reason to be
suspicious, you're a very brave woman. But you'd better pack away your own
jealous streak in the trunk, and then lock it. It will make no impression at all to
drench him in angry tears or reproachful recriminations. No matter how he behaves,
just say to yourself, "He loves me, and he will never discard real love for physical
promiscuity. He's loyal to his deep ties, and he's only practicing his hypnotic art
with those girls." Say it once before each meal, in the morning and at bedtime.
Especially at bedtime. Women will find him irresistibly attractive, but keep
remembering that if anyone is strong enough to resist such continual flattery and
temptation, it's a Scorpio. Doesn't that make you feel better? It should. It's true.
He'll probably be a stern father. The children won't get away with an ounce of lazy
or frivolous behavior. Hell teach them to respect property, but he'll also teach them
to respect themselves. Youngsters will seldom get the chance to form any false
values around a Scorpio papa. Although he'll love them with as much sincere
passion as he puts into everything else he cares about, he won't Stand for any
nonsense. He'll protect them when they need it, but they'll soon get the message
he expects them to stand alone. If they borrow money from him, he's liable to
charge them interest on it, but it's for their own good. They may not realize that until
he's gone some-day, but the lesson will eventually come home to them. Lots of
children of Scorpio fathers resent his high-handed authority and tight discipline
throughout childhood, and especially during the rebellious years, but as adults, they
realize how lucky they were to have his firm guidance. From no other father can
children learn so much truth about the way life really is. Often his offspring will
find him gentle and funny; still there won't be any question about who is boss. He'll
joke and laugh with them, and give them a sense of freedom, but the chalk line will
be drawn, and they'll know not to cross it. Even as they resent his attitude of
command, the children will secretly admire his strength and try to imitate it, but
occasionally it works the other way. A gentle child may feel bullied and cowed by
Scorpio power, and retreat into neurotic introversion, fearing to risk his displeasure.
Then you'll have to remind him that affection and tenderness sometimes get more
results than his normal, unbending, autocratic manner. Just be sure you remind him
tactfully and respectfully. A Scorpio man will never allow a woman to dictate to
him. Never in a million years. He is the man and you are the woman, and if you
have any doubts about it, you will be set straight so surely that you'll never need but
one lesson. Yet, a Scorpio husband with a wife who truly understands him, will be
tender, sympathetic, considerate, and repay her loyalty with the kind of love most
women only read about and wish for.
It won't help much to try to resist this man, once the flame has been stirred and he's
decided he wants you. Hell hypnotize you right out of all your good intentions. The
magnetism of Scorpio men is almost tangible. You feel you can reach out and touch
it. When you do, you may get a surprise. It will bum you only if you're over-
sensitive and scorchable. If you're patient and strong, it will be like touching cool
marble. Girls are out of their league with him. It takes a brave woman to fly with the
eagle and not crash. He can soar higher than his symbolic bright star Antares in the
constellation of Scorpio, then dip down suddenly to earthy expression. Hang on
tightly, but keep your eyes open wide, and you'll see horizons with him the timid
will never see. Look over there, just beyond the tall fir trees-did you ever in your
whole life experience such a sunrise? Sunset will be just as grand.
3 comments:
- kazicreations said...
I personally wish to thank the author on this post as I am a Scorpio. The facts are all very true. I always want what I can't get!
- January 28, 2009 at 10:35 PM
- Limaryg said...
This is an excerpt of Scorpio from the book Sun Signs by Linda Goodman. You should buy it. It is a great book.
- July 16, 2009 at 4:25 PM
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The other day I was taking a stroll around Kisimbiri Hill when, all of a sudden, the cravings hit me like a Mack truck. I needed my fix, and needed it fast. Fortunately there are an abundance of small shops in Uganda that sell the good stuff on the cheap. I stopped into the very first one I found.
"Ssente mmeka?" ("How much?") I inquired of the shopkeep, pointing to a 500-mL bottle on the shelf behind her. "One thousand," she replied in English. Sweet Jesus, 1000 shillings?! That's like 50 cents! I handed her the money immediately, and she put the coke on the counter.
Eager to feed the need, I grabbed my purchase and began to walk away. "Where are you going with my bottle?!" exclaimed the shopkeep, startling me. I turned around and walked back up to her, puzzled as to what I'd done wrong. It seemed a simple enough transaction: 1000 shillings for half a liter of euphoria. The shopkeep explained to me that I had paid for what was in the bottle and not the bottle itself; I would have to consume the contents in their entirety on the spot, or else have them transferred to another receptacle and return the empty bottle for refilling. Now I've done some partying in my time, but 500 milliliters is a bit much to do all at once. I went with the conservative option and had the woman pour the brown, carbonated liquid into a plastic baggie to take with me.
It was the first time I'd legally purchased a bag of Coke.
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|The Union Flag, made up of the flags of each memeber nation
There is in Scotland a desire by the Scottish Nationalist Party (SNP) to set up a referendum to ask the Scottish people if they want to leave the United Kingdom and become an independent nation once more. Historically Scotland was separate from England and still is a separate nation, but one that shares the British parliament at Westminster under one flag and has done so for the last three hundred years. Prior to that both countries were independent kingdoms, each having a separate royal family and military arm and were at war with each other on and off, until some of the English rulers decided the Scots were a bit of a thorn in the side being a bit too independent and annexed Scotland and got rid of their king. This at the time naturally created a lot of resentment which has never entirely gone away but under the flag of the United Kingdom, Scotland became part of a world power helping create the British Empire and becoming both rich and prosperous. Whilst I and my ancestors alive at the time, as far as I am aware, had nothing directly to do with this, I can quite understand why there are many Scots who feel resentment towards the English. However, it is not so clear cut. My mother's paternal family tree goes back to Scotland, so some of them may have been active on the Scottish side but we will never know. Mixing of Scottish and English families could cause some issues with a division, because where do you stand if your family came from Scotland but live in another part of the UK? Which citizenship would you go for and would you have a choice?
The UK currently consists of England Scotland, Wales and Northern Ireland and whilst Imperial ambitions have become somewhat non PC, we have remained one of the major players in world politics. Whilst not always loved by everyone, we have retained a degree of prestige and many peoples know who we are, particularly knowing the names Mrs Thatcher and Manchester United.
Also much of the world speaks English as its first language.
Now certain Scottish politicians want to try to change all this and are campaigning for independence, so quite correctly are to put it to the Scottish people if they want to opt out of the UK.
However, what about the English, Welsh and Northern Irish, do we not get a say in what after all will change us from a united kingdom to something else entirely. Do we want to become the united non-kingdom? Only England is a kingdom, Wales is not and Northern Ireland is a principality.
Has the SNP asked us? The answer is no they have not and whilst they see it as a purely Scottish issue, it will affect all the other three nations almost as much as them. Currently they have a separate Scottish parliament and whilst Scots politicians can vote in either their own parliament or Westminster, all non-Scottish UK politicians are forbidden from voting in the Scottish parliament. That seems a bit lop sided, but for some reason none of the other members of the UK have voiced any objections to this and it is not a surprise to find that silence includes all of the Scottish MPs.
An important question is what will Scotland become? A republic, revert to being a separate Kingdom or what? If the latter, they will have to revive the old Scottish line of monarchs, no doubt there are still some around who can claim lineage from Bonny Prince Charles, but would this sit well with the leader of the SNP who is behind this movement and does not seem to be a royalist? Likewise if they become a republic or other any other kind of state with no royal family, would there be a move by closet royalists to produce a bona fide descendant of the Scottish royal family and campaign to get them crowned? A situation that historically has not been unknown to lead to a civil war. In Scotland there are already well defined divisions which lead to open hostilities, Glasgow v Edinburgh, Catholic and Protestant communities. How would they decide which king to select, Protestant or Catholic and where would the throne sit, Edinburgh or Glasgow or somewhere else entirely?
If Scotland did become separate and started to do all those things a sovereign state has to do, what currency would they use, the Euro, Scottish dollars, Scottish Pounds or Sterling, or something entirely different. Scotland already has two Scottish banks which print their own notes, Scottish versions of Sterling, but one bank has been nationalised by Westminster's parliament and is no longer the property of Scotland.
|Some Scottish banknotes
Would they stay in the European Community or become separate altogether and finally how much would all this cost the poor old Scottish tax payer, because all these changes would cost money and they would no longer be able to tap the Westminster treasury as they do now, with their NHS funding, schools, universities and other aspects of the daily running of a country.
I always think of the old saying 'divide and conquer' whenever I see countries breaking apart into smaller states, something generally ignored by the people making these changes. There may be internal differences but banding together has always been a great way of staying strong.So I say, give the rest of us a say in this, it is after all it is our country they want to change and diminish.
|What no Scotland?


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Former Sun Devil Will Sutton lends helping hand to tornado victims in northern Illinois
Former Arizona State Sun Devil and current Chicago Bears defensive lineman Will Sutton spent Friday Fairdale, Illinois helping tornado victims.
Alongside fellow Bears teammates Blake Annen and Ryan Mundy, Sutton assisted with cleaning up debris and destruction in the tiny unincorporated community of 150 located in northern Illinois.
Following the clean-up efforts, Sutton and his teammates paid a visit to the Kirkland Fire Department to meet with first responders and families victimized by the tornadoes.
According to Chicago FOX 32 News, two people were killed in the tornado destruction that occurred on April 9.
The Bears have pledged $100,000 to the United Way of Rock River Valley to help those affected by the devastation.


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Friday, March 1, 2013
This was a triumph...
Anthdrawlogy is doing Portal this week!
My goodness, people, if you haven't played this game, you must. It's puzzle-y goodness with a really gripping story. I'm no gamer, but I like cake and it definitely promises oodles of that chocolately goodness.
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I look at this image and think:
"Universe, why isn't KMC writing graphic novels?"
You know, cause that's how me and the universe conspire to expand your To Do List.
- March 1, 2013 at 10:21 AM
- K. Marie Criddle said...
Ha! Aww, I like my "To Do" list being third party extended...it makes me do things beyond sitting on the couch and watching back episodes of The Amazing Race (which is really all I want to do sometimes.)
Thanks, A. You're totally my companion cube.
- March 2, 2013 at 4:11 AM
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In Jr High we had the talk, ya know the one where the put all the girls in one room and the boys in another?
They sat all us girls down in front of a tv and popped in a video....great skill on their part by the way!
No you may be wondering how pancakes tie into all this, well you'll get it soon.
So this video is about girls on a camping trip...in a back yard. Low and behold on of the girls starts her period. The mom takes over and tries to explain the whole thing to the girls the next morning.
With pancakes.
She sits them all down and they watch her make pancakes while she explains how a woman's body works.
When she's done the pancakes look like a happy perfect uterus.
I didn't eat pancakes for years after that. I was scarred. French toast it was for me. (and I'm sure about 90% of the rest of the girls in my class and I'm positive that if you asked any one of us we could still give you a play by play of that video....to prove my point I would like you all to know that the tent was blue.)
Why you ask am I bringing up the pancake video that refuses to ever leave my memory? After the HSG on Friday I keep thinking about those pancakes...in their perfect form. No tilting to the left.
I bet those pancakes would have cute little silver dollar pancakes by now (please tell me you know what I'm talking about?...no? Silver dollar=baby pancakes) hey you never know they could have cute little blueberry and strawberry silver dollar twins.
Anyways I'm getting off topic here.My point is that I'm ready for the pancakes now (don't worry I can eat the pancakes now, no permanent damage I guess). The perfect pancakes that don't tilt way left and to the back, the one shaped like a perfect uterus that holds perfect little pancakes.
OK now I have to have pancakes for dinner.


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Another semi-successful loaf, this time using the last of my smoked malted flour.
520g smoked malted flour
5g salt
10g rapeseed oil
300g water
10g honey
5g dried yeast
I used a fairly basic quick method. 10 minutes autolysing before kneading, then about 2 hours rising, and 90 mins proofing in a banneton.
Then eggwashed and some salt sprinkled.
Into 240C oven on the stone, with some steam for 15 mins, then reduced to 220 for another 25 minutes.
As you can maybe see, the crumb is a bit flaky. I suspect this is a function of the low water content in the mix (<60%) although the dough felt perfectly fine when mixing. The smoky taste is more pronounced than previously, but is a lovely accompaniment to a bit of stilton.
The crust is still soft, but I think I have to accept that's all I'm ever going to get
until I build a wood-fired oven in the backyard
and I'm never going to do that.
Use flour grinder to make nice bread
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August 14 Workday Minutes – Taken by Ann Levine
David Kaplan called the meeting to order–after an early hour of peach picking.
The Columbus-Amsterdam BID is holding a Street Fair on Sundays Sept. 8 and 15, on Amsterdam between 106 and 110 Streets, from 12 to 4. The Garden would like to reserve a table, but we need both volunteers to man the booth and ideas for display projects.
The July 14 Flea Market brought in $590! Special thanks to Julia, Christine, and Jesus. The next flea market has been rescheduled for Saturday, October 5. Donations and volunteers requested.
From the members
Ideas for street fair: Supplies for children to draw their ideal garden; bake sale.
We're in mosquito season. Water barrels must be covered at all times. Watering cans should be emptied and turned upside down after use.
Members must NOT give the lock combinations to non-members for any reason.
Fence in the southeastern corner of the East garden has collapsed. Must be repaired.
Tasks completed
Members cut down a volunteer tree just outside the fence in the East Garden; bagged mulch for future use (though much remains in the pile); sanded the floor of the gazebo, in preparation for painting; and weeded.


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He stared at the monitor, unable to process the information. It wasn't that he saw anything necessarily strange. It was just too coincidental to be ... coincidental.
JD couldn't do anything but stare at it.
The newspaper from October 29, 1982 stared back at him, unblinking, unflinching. The headline blazed, burning itself onto his mind.
He read the brief article. It spoke of Rick Stanton, a local police officer, whose car went off the road just after 2 a.m. on the morning of October 29, 1982. It outlined how the car was found just south of the quarry, effectively wrapped around a tree trunk. Skid marks determined the car swerved at some point, and apparently left the paved surface. When it did, Stanton lost control of the otherwise mechanically sound vehicle and hit a tree at high speed. It seemed, the report speculated, that Stanton tried to avoid something in the road. He wore the seat belt, but died in the crash anyway. It also announced his service record, his accomplishments, and the decorations he'd received. He was survived by a brother in New Mexico and his family. No one else. But JD couldn't help noting the date, then flipping back to the other search results he'd found.
The next headline was from October 29, 1987.
The article was about Stanley Migo. He was found dead in his home while his wife was away visiting relatives downstate with their two children. The house was a wreck, as though an attempted burglary had been interrupted. Migo was shot at point-blank range in the heart ... with his own weapon. It seemed that the officer had been overpowered and the weapon he himself held was turned back on him and fired. It hit him straight through the heart and he perished, the bullet from his .45 caliber automatic lodging in a wall behind him.
JD clicked another open window.
October 29, 1992, the date shouted at him.
He didn't bother to read the article. He knew what really happened anyway.
He sat back, trying to digest what he was seeing. He glanced at the clock ... it was nearly one a.m.
It was October 29, he remembered. He'd first gone to the house on October 26. The weekend was a blur of activity, none of which he could explain.
And now this.
He shuddered involuntarily.
The events weren't given any significance in the articles he could find. There was nothing mentioned of Robin Brown's disappearance. He would have to try and find the information again to confirm the date he was killed. But he already knew the answer, without ever having to ask.
He was certain Robin Brown died on October 29.
He book-marked the pages, and closed them, standing up to move to his bed. He realized he didn't order a drink from the drive-through before, and the salty taco meat and cheese dried his throat. Or perhaps what he'd read robbed his mouth of moisture. He stood up and stretched, then opened his bedroom door.
The house was deathly silent and as black as a tomb.
He hesitated, staring into the inky hallway that lead to the stairs. The shadows seemed to move, to shift, to whisper quietly, just out of his audible range, moving along the walls toward him.
He shook his head, trying to clear his mind. He needed to get hold of himself. He chided himself for being spooked like a child by ghost stories.
Except, something in the back of his mind whispered, this ghost story spoke to them.
He shuddered again. The light from his room seemed to be swallowed up and die before it reached down the hall. He didn't remember the house seeming so dark before, even in deep winter and in the wee hours. He shrank back just inside the door jamb, and listened.
Under that, the tiniest whisper. Just beneath the silence he would have sworn he heard a voice.
He shuddered again. He was sure there was no sound. He was straining his eyes into the blackness at the end of the hall, trying to discern familiar structures, shapes, walls ... anything. Only the depths of the dark, like a squid's ink cloud, looked back at him.
He listened. He stared.
The shadows taunted him, the silence teased him.
He shrank back again. This time he drew himself to full height and retreated into the room, fishing in his desk drawer until he found the mini-flashlight, designed for a key ring. He twisted the body barrel and the tiny beam lit up red, and he cursed himself for making filters for every light he owned. He strode confidently back to the hallway, and shone the beam down the hall.
Only the hall was revealed. There was a picture on the wall where the stairs turned left and went down to the first floor. Beneath it, a half-round table with a picture frame and a vase, silk flower propped in it carefully, leaned against the wall. Dillon's door was shut, and there was no sound from his room. The wall adjacent to JD's door was his own bathroom. Behind him, the end of the hall, and two guest rooms directly across from one another. Another picture frame hung there, a larger one, a print of an oil painting matted within it.
He saw only his house, and nothing more.
He shone the light toward the stairs again. He fully expected to see something, a figure, a form, a shadow or silhouette -- something.
But the hall was empty.
He strained his ears, trying to will them to hear above, below and beyond the range of human sensory perception, to detect the sound of a voice, a whisper, a footfall ... anything.
The silence was deafening to him.
He stepped out into the hall and began to move to the stairs.
He felt -- not really heard, or saw, but felt -- something behind him, moving in stealth, moving with him as one, trying to close the distance between them. He wheeled around sharply, heart racing, body tensed and half-crouched, expecting anything, brandishing his tiny flashlight like a sword in front of him.
Only the hall was there, the walls illuminated red by his little crimson beam. He took a long, slow breath, trying to calm himself. He wasn't sure what was wrong with him. He was halfway between his bedroom and the stairs. Not a great distance, he reminded himself. He stood up, and let his breath out slowly, trying to soothe his nerves.
And again he felt there was something just outside the circle of light he cast, hiding, evading, circling.
He whipped around fast, nearly dropping off balance and teetering in the hall, one hand groping for the wall, the other whirling the flashlight around.
Only the walls and sundries were there.
He was concerned now. His imagination was running away with him, and this was not characteristic of him. He again drew a breath, trying to force himself to relax. He walked normally, ignoring the sensation that something was about to touch his neck, to grab at his heels, to seize his shoulders, and walked down the stairs. He plodded as he always did, refusing to speed up or slow his pace, denying internally that something was there, something was right there, just within reach, just about to clutch at him ...
He turned the light on in the living room from the wall switch and the stab of light hurt his eyes with its suddenness. The red filter on the flashlight kept his eyes from adjusting while it glowed. The white light of the end table lamps flanking the sofa poked his brain mercilessly. He stopped for a moment and let his vision finally assimilate, and turned slowly to look back up the stairs.
He strained his ears into the dark, listening.
Shaking his head, still disappointed with himself, he went into the kitchen. Opening the refrigerator, he noted the drink options. He took a container of cranberry juice out, and set it on the counter. He reached into the cabinet above the jug and got a tall water glass, filling it nearly to the brim. He drank long and fast, the juice crashing into the back of his parched throat and soaking it all the way to his gullet as the cold liquid slid down his insides. When he'd drained the glass, he set it down, and as he raised the jug to fill it again, the lights blinked out.
It was pitch black.
"Dillon, cut it out," he snapped into the dark. "I can't see anything and I've got a glass. Turn the lights on."
He strained, listening in the black. There was a patch of strangely pale illumination cascading in from the large picture window in the living room, but he couldn't see anything else. Dillon would normally be giggling uncontrollably at this point, as he did when he was a child. He was never able to stay hidden in hide-and-seek, and could never startle anyone because he couldn't control his laughter.
JD didn't hear anything. Nothing. Not even the house settling, or the ticking of a clock, or the sounds of the world outside.
He felt for the refrigerator, and pulled the door open. The bright whiteness of its interior blazed out. He squinted against it.
It darted out of the darkness at him, lit from below by the refrigerator light, stopping suddenly just inches from JD's wide eyes.
A face, the eyes two black, wet orbs behind the lids, the skin writhing with worms and maggots wriggling beneath, pushing through the minute holes torn through the surface. The mouth, yellow- and green- stains over the teeth, lips pulled back from them, the black-blue tongue strung with thick, ropey strands of pus and mucus.
JD screamed and threw himself back, falling onto his hind quarters, skittering back until he struck against the cabinets behind him. He shut his eyes, turning his face, and suddenly the lights blazed back on.
He opened his eyes, hands out in front of him.
The kitchen was completely empty.
His felt his heart pounding, racing, his pulse thready and his body covered in sweat. He heard a sound, and only a moment later he realized he was panting, gasping for breath. He looked around, checking his surroundings.
Just the kitchen.
Slowly, slowly -- as if he'd been injured, or might be -- he stood. Listening.
Only the sound of his raking breath in the kitchen. Beneath it, the throbbing of his jittering heart thumped in his eardrums.
He walked forward, cautiously, as if looking for a dangerous animal. He approached the border between the kitchen and family room, the large picture window now a black patch beneath the wispy sheer panels covering it. He padded softly, trying not to make a sound, and then darted quickly around the corner as if to surprise whatever he saw there.
Which was nothing.
He backed into the kitchen, and pulled a stool out from beneath the counter, and lowered his weight on it. He leaned on one elbow propped on the counter, and tried to catch his breath.
It was quite some time before he did.


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JACKSONVILLE, Fla. -- Newt Gingrich pulled out all his tricks at Thursday night's GOP presidential debate in Jacksonville: attack the moderator, attack Mitt Romney, let other candidates get twisted up in their own words and feed on the energy of the audience. In South Carolina, they propelled him to victory. This time, they weren't enough.
Gingrich, more than any other candidate, has benefited from his debate performances. His fiery, aggressive attacks appealed to hungry conservatives, and he frequently tells audiences he is the only candidate who could win a debate against President Obama. On Thursday, he didn't do that, and his campaign notably played down the debate's importance afterward.
CNN host and debate moderator Wolf Blitzer stole a chance for Gingrich to get a big head start. Blitzer allowed a member of the audience to ask a question about immigration and gave Rick Santorum, whose momentum from the Iowa caucuses has largely disappeared, the first chance to answer.
In South Carolina, Gingrich received one of his biggest boosts when he went after CNN's John King, the debate moderator. King led the questioning by asking Gingrich about claims that he once asked his wife for an "open marriage." Gingrich responded by attacking King and the news media, earning a standing ovation from the audience.
Gingrich's other South Carolina boost came in an earlier debate, when he went after moderator Juan Williams for questioning his statement that President Obama was a "food stamp president."
Blitzer, however, was ready on Thursday. He reminded Gingrich that he earlier said he was satisfied with the level of transparency from Romney on his taxes, but has since attacked the former Massachusetts governor for living in "worlds of Swiss bank accounts and Cayman Island accounts."
"Wolf, you and I have a great relationship -- goes back a long way," said Gingrich, adding, "This is a nonsense question. Look, how about if the four of us agree for the rest of the evening, we're going to talk about issues?"
When Blitzer replied that he was simply asking about a comment he made during a TV interview, Gingrich shot back, "I'm perfectly happy to say that in a TV interview. This is a national debate."
While there was some booing of Blitzer, the biggest applause came for Romney, who took Blitzer's side: "Wouldn't it be nice if people didn't make accusations somewhere else that they weren't willing to defend?"
Gingrich even received some boos, for his claim that he balanced the budget.
Former Sen. Fred Thompson (R-Tenn.), who recently endorsed Gingrich, admitted that the candidate wasn't able to deliver the punches he did in South Carolina.
"I think it's more of a question of the opportunities that were presented," said Thompson. "If someone gives you an opportunity to bear down on them, you do it. But you can't fake something like that and get away with it."
Gingrich spokesman R.C. Hammond downplayed the importance of the debates to the Florida primary.
"I think the dynamic's completely changed," Hammond said, referring to the difference between South Carolina and Florida. "I think if you look at the outside super PAC activity, I wouldn't want those ads up against me. That's pretty bad. They're reinforcing what everyone fears about Mitt Romney -- he's inconsistent, he will change, he will lie to you. The truth is sometimes an unfamiliar fact to him."
Attacks on Romney weren't easy on Thursday either, as he continued his aggressive stance of recent days.
Romney's backers were noticeably upbeat talking with reporters after the forum, saying they thought it was perhaps his best debate.
Romney adviser Eric Fehrnstrom said Gingrich looked "deflated" on Thursday night and called him "erratic" and "unhinged." Former Minnesota Gov. Tim Pawlenty said Romney "kicked butt."
"I think Newt lost his mojo a little tonight. He just didn't seem to have the get-up-and-go that he had in previous debates," Pawlenty said.
When asked whether this was Romney's strongest debate, Pawlenty replied, "I think he had an incredibly strong debate. He's had a lot of great debates throughout this campaign. I think this was the strongest of the series."
During the debate, Gingrich stood by a claim in one of his ads that Romney is the most "anti-immigrant" GOP candidate.
"Mr. Speaker, I'm not anti-immigrant," Romney indignantly replied. "My father was born in Mexico. My wife's father was born in Wales. They came to this country. The idea that I'm anti-immigrant is repulsive. Don't use a term like that."
He reminded the audience that Sen. Marco Rubio (R-Fla.) recently denounced Gingrich's ad that called Romney "anti-immigrant."
"And I'm glad that Marco Rubio called you out on it," Romney said. "I'm glad you withdrew it. I think you should apologize for it, and I think you should recognize that having differences of opinions on issues does not justify labeling people with highly charged epithets."
Romney's performance was far from flawless. He had his own slip-up on this topic later, when he was asked about his ad saying that Gingrich once said Spanish was "the language of the ghetto."
"I doubt that's my ad, but we'll take a look and find out," replied Romney. "There are a bunch of ads out there that are being organized by other people."
It actually is Romney's ad, as Blitzer later noted. In fact, at the end of the ad, Romney says in Spanish, "I'm Mitt Romney. I'm running for president, and I approve this message."
When asked whether Romney actually does approve his campaign ads, Fehrnstrom chalked the moment up to memory loss due to the large volume of ads.
"We've had, I think about 85 campaign videos and TV ads and radio ads that have been up and running in different states. He doesn't recall all of them. That particular ad is a radio ad. It was rated, by the way, by Politifact, as 'mostly true,'" Fehrnstrom said.
The debate capped a week of increasingly harsh attacks on Gingrich from some conservative establishment figures. Former House Majority Leader Tom DeLay said Gingrich is "erratic, undisciplined." Former Sen. Bob Dole called him "a one-man band who rarely took advice."
CORRECTION: A previous version of this piece said that Fred Thompson had endorsed Mitt Romney, when he in fact endorsed Newt Gingrich. The error has been corrected.


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The Wave, for publication, Nov. 27, 2015
School Scope: Lessons of Cuckoo
By Norm Scott
Watching a great play night after night for weeks is enlightening, not boring. Even at the closing of One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest at the RTC on Sunday I was seeing new things in the play. I got one such insight in the midst of saying my final lines as the doctor, which actually caused me to miss an important word, though I think I did recover in the next line. The relationship between Nurse Ratched and her nominal boss, Dr. Spivey, is a small but crucial subplot. Not only does Ratched rule the ward with an iron hand, she also rules the weak doctor who she manipulates in every which way to get what she wants. When she wants use the threat of electro-shock therapy or the disastrous lobotomy in order to control and ultimately turn McMurphy into a vegetable, she still needs the doctor's permission.
I have only 3 scenes in the play but each one moves the story along. In the first one the doctor is introduced to McMurphy and sees for the first time someone stand up to the nurse in ways that he did not imagine. He explains to McMurphy the rules of the therapeutic community and group therapy. He tells McMurphy that he should write down anything another patient says in the log book and asks if he know what that procedure is called, McMurphy asks, "Squealing?" The nurse smiles at the doctor benevolently when he corrects McMurphy: Group Therapy is what it is called.
By the next scene something has happened. Doc and McMurphy enter the ward arm in arm laughing and clowning. Clearly, McMurphy has used his charms on the doctor to wean him away from the nurse's control – not because he cares about him – he actually also has no respect for the doctor – but in his war with the nurse, anything goes. When nurses suggests shock therapy, doc says no and sides with Mac, pointing out that in the absence of violence shock therapy is not indicated. But soon enough there is some violence and sure enough, shock therapy is ordered.
In the doctor's final scene, we see Mac enter post-shock therapy as a zombie. Doc and nurse full well know he is playing around but the other patients don't know and are shocked. Then Mac springs into life, dancing and singing with such vigor, a relieved audience breaks into applause. They too have been taken in by Mac. Nurse is outraged but doc can't stop laughing as he enjoys Mac's show and actually breaks out into guffaws at some of the outrageous things Mac says. So Nurse pulls another power card and escalates things by asking doc to prescribe a pre-frontal lobotomy and doc flat out refuses, standing up to her for the first time, saying that he will never agree unless there is recurrent violence. And of course the tragedy play out when violence does recur. Mac has taken away not only the patients from nurse but here we see she has lost Doc, her foil. And that now makes her desperate to regain her authority. Mac must either leave or have the operation to tame him and set an example. She must provoke him into violence so she can get what she wants, even if that violence is a threat to her. These insights came to me in the midst of reciting my final lines and even if the final performance, I stood up taller to nurse than I had before.
The roles played by nurse and mac are symbols of authority that go beyond institutions to nations and the people who resist authority and even touches on the current roots of terrorism. Is Mac a version of a terrorist and Nurse the voice of the states trying to stop him? Themes I shall explore in future columns.


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Play the logical game of Sudoku by placing these shapes into the grid of 9*9 by not following the same with adjacent 3x3 box. Children enjoy playing Halloween Sudoku to improve their logical reasoning and mathematics. For the Halloween holidays, instead of numbers, certain theme based shapes are used like moon, bat, cat, ghost, skeleton, pumpkin, Frankenstein face and other symbols of evil connection with Halloween.
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Halloween Sudoku
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Regular gardening is limited by the time of year; however, hydroponics can be used to harvest crops year-round regardless of growing seasons. Hydroponics uses water rather than soil to grow plants, which means less pesticides are required when growing fruit and vegetables. As well, out-of-season fruit can be expensive at grocery stores, but is relatively easy to grow with hydroponics and will taste just as delicious because it has been given the same light and nutrients as outdoor grown food.
The most popular plant to grow with hydroponics is the tomato plant, probably because it's growing season through traditional means is generally short. Tomatoes grown with hydroponics can taste just as sweet and delicious as those in the garden as the flavour depends mostly on temperature and light. Through hydroponics you can control what nutrients the plant gets during its growth, which can create supernutritional tomatoes year-round. In order to get healthy and pest-free plants, it's best if you start your hydroponic tomatoes from seed; this way you can monitor them for their entire lifespan rather than risking diseased plants.
With hydroponics you can grow fresh strawberries year-round, every one of them with the same fresh taste. Light and heat requirements must be met in order to make your plants bloom and produce fruit, as strawberries are a bit picky about their environment. Growing them inside makes it easier to control their environment and produce a high yield. Hydroponic strawberries can also be grown at an easy picking height, rather than close to the ground, which makes them easier to harvest. As well, strawberries grown commercially have to be sprayed with many pesticides in order to ensure a good crop, but your own fruit can be grown without harmful chemicals.
Passion fruit
For something more exotic, you can also grow passion fruit with hydroponics in your home. These plants are high-yielding and easy for beginners, as long as you're willing to keep an eye on the temperature during their growth and maturing phases. Passion fruit vines are quite large and need a few meters of space to grow in, but they also can yield very high numbers of fruit. A passion fruit vine will continue to grow and produce for many years, when kept in a good environment.


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George turn the big 2 on Saturday. He had a busy day of great food, fun outings, and a lot of presents.
We started the morning with a few cards, books, and new coloring supplies.
George asks for donuts or pancakes everyday so I made cornmeal pancakes with blackberry sauce for his breakfast.
Nathan assembled his sandbox from Poppa and Mamaw while George was taking his nap.
His big present from Nathan was an old Tonka dump truck that used to be Nathans.
Nathan completely restored it and it looks amazing. George LOVES it!
A handful of local farms were having Farm Days on Saturday. It's pretty much just an open house where you can wander around and check-out the animals and equipment.
First ever hayride!
Sitting on the tractors was his favorite part of the farm.
After leaving the farm we headed to our favorite burger spot. George really likes hamburgers and fries (so do we) so it was another little treat for him.
It also happens to be at the marina and one of George's other loves is boats.
And if all of that wasn't enough we had cake and more presents when we got home.
The last two years have flown by little man. You're such a huge blessing to us and so much fun!


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Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Free Evaluations
I just received a note from the current state manager of Utah Pension Services and he told me they are offering a free evaluation and information session for any current teacher or administrator within the state of Utah.
This is a great chance to learn what options are approved by your unique district and get a fair evaluation of where you are currently investing. These reps are not employed by any single vendor, but are appointed and informed to represent them all... no pressure, just answers.
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Sunday, October 23, 2016
Be Sharp This Week!
Back To The Old Grind!
Video by Gary Bahre at Pinckneyville.
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- Merle Morrison said...
I used to sharpen all the farm & kitchen cutlery on Grandpa's wheel, but it was a lot bigger than this one. :) Pedals were about the same size though.
- October 25, 2016 at 6:27 PM
- David aka True Blue Sam said...
We have a brand new one of the big wheels stashed in the barn. It still has stencilling on the side of the wheel. I guess we should be taking it to shows and have a good time with it. It does need a better seat than came from the factory...
- October 25, 2016 at 9:24 PM
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PS - I'm linking up with Pampers & Pearls & Ann Elliot for Mid Week Muse!
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Couldn't wait to enter your giveaway! I have been stalking Pink Blush making a list of things to order and its so hard to decide since they have the cutest stuff!! Love your dress!!
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They have such cute stuff! I'm nearly done with this pregnancy, but I wish I would have found out about them sooner!ReplyDelete
So much cute stuff!! I really need to purchase more maternity items- I've officially popped and can't hide this belly anymore.ReplyDelete
I'm a new follower and LOVE Pink Blush Maternity! I'm due a couple weeks before you :)ReplyDelete
I am visiting your blog from Stephanie's. Loving it! Thanks for hosting this giveaway. *Fingers crossed*ReplyDelete
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I'd to win this for my sister!ReplyDelete
I am pretty sure we are due on the same day. Dec. 6th? How fun! This is my third, but it is still fun to see someone else at the exact same point in her pregnancy as me!ReplyDelete
That dress is simply gorgeous! :)ReplyDelete
Pink Blush has the cutest things. Thanks for the opportunity.ReplyDelete
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Specific events or declarations (external) or particular insights or revelations (internal) are like notes and chords in melodies that are repeatedly heard and experienced but not quite yet identified or recognized for their irresistible and pursuasive social effects- until well after those infectious, catchy tunes- and the musicians who played and exulted in them- have exited the stage and become part of history. What you noticed, again and again, is that you were tapping your foot all the way home, that's all.
He Who Laughs Apps
Guess what recent superbly hilarious performance inspired the little theoretical object you see above?
Gary Sulivan's performance at the Bowery Poetry Club this past Saturday is already legendary- but hopefully will be appearing soon on Penn Sound, as will, I might expect, Marshall Reese's excellently stirring reading.
(for an excellent evocation of the reading and oeuvres of the two readers, by Jack Kimball [click here])
Gary Sullivan dedicated his final work at the BPC on Saturday, a playlet featuring Jim Behrle and Sharon Mesmer, to Stan Apps.
Here, Oracular Vagina [click here] fluffs flarf. Standard Schaefer, author of *Nova* and *Water and Power* weighs in on googlism, via Lucipo.
While the powers that be barter our beings for a few quarts of oil, the least we can do is entertain ourselves with the flarf whirrs.
-a sunny Tuesday in February
Slam poetics is back!
Read the latest round in Stan vs Stan, the flarf whirs:
Standard Schaefer's response with a response from Stan Apps [click here]
Tuesday afternoon- and still sunny!
You're Toast in an Unquiet Grave
Tony Tost [click here]
has been embedded in the flarf whirs for awhirl now.
-sunset and tea time on Tuesday, Feb 7th.
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Screw you Sleek, and your non-Mighty Ducks too
So, the first volley has been fired in the true Battle of California (at least for this season -- sorry James, but the Queens aren't ready...yet), and Sleek's probably on his way back from the Pond, erm, the Non-Disney Center ready to gloat about seeing Chris Pronger in all his lanky jackass glory. Yeah, yeah, yeah, 6 to 3's a pretty good beatdown. Well, before you get to high on your non-Mighty Ducks, let's do a quick comparison of the lineups. Most notably, let's look at the defense.
Now, I've been a pretty harsh critic of the Sharks defense as it is. But the scoresheet's +/- says it all for this intense preseason tilt between the Sharks and the Quacks:
Doug Murray (5/6 dman): -2
Josh Gorges (5/6 dman): Even
Scott "I wear 28 in tribute to Nils Ekman" Ferguson: Even
Garret Stafford (AHL lifetimer): -1
Derek "Who the hell am I?" Joslin: -2
Christian Ehrhoff (3/4 offensive dman): +1
Up front, the Sharks were the Patrick Marleau line (+2) and no one else. Now, let's look at the arsenal the Ducks threw on the ice...
Defense: Chris Pronger, Scott Neidermayer, and some other guys who don't matter
Forwards: Selanne, Perry, Getzlaf, McDonald, Marchant, Chistov
So, Sleek (and his legion of Ducks fans), you see, your boys smacked around the minor league Sharks + Patrick Marleau. And when Marleau's line was on the ice, they couldn't contain him.
The preseason may be meaningless (check out my other blog for that rant), but there's still pride on the line. Still, don't get too high on your Quackers; things will look MUCH different when the Joe Thornton joins the party and the Sharks throw out a mediocre defense instead of a ridiculously bad defense.


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So I had to share this pic that I took of Gia Bella the other day...
I'm a black pants kind of girl so when I bought Gia's first pair I figured I'd pair it with a necklace of mine and this is what I got. Too cute, right?
omg i'm hysterical! that is YOUR daughter for sure! LOL. soooo adorable! i love her (and you!). oh and ps, so glad you've been updating your blog lately. love it.
holy crap call an ambulance i just fell out of my chair!! two updates in 1 month!! hahahs she is adorable much love!
Oh Tweet...she's lookin alot like her beautiful momma in this one! Can't wait to see her again...and you! :-)
Awwww she is so Big! So Cute!!!! You were blessed with a Beautiful daugther!


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Five Foods for Cold and Flu to Naturally Boost Your Immune System
The common cold has been "bugging" us recently. The average child catches between six and 12 colds a year and the average adult comes down with a cold two to three times a year. The flu is very contagious and is easily spread when people spend more time together during cold weather.
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There's nothing particularly unusual about the barque Dudbrook which sailed to
in mid-1862. However, she holds a special place in my affection because two of
my ancestors were on that voyage from England as assisted emigrants travelling steerage or, as it later became known, third-class. This was
generally the case with people coming out to Natal
– and elsewhere in South
Africa – under the auspices of a Government
The Kings were representative of the type of emigrants leaving
for a new start in the Colony. Mary Ann King, my great great grandmother, was
born in 1834 in Britain . She
married George King, born around the
same year. They were not related to
each other, despite sharing the same surname. In the 19thc there
were hundreds of Kings in Maidenhead,
and environs. Mary Ann King's family can be traced back to the mid-18thc
within a comparatively small area of one county. Her father William King was an
agricultural labourer born at Kent , in 1805
and her mother Ann nee Homesby, born in Capel, 1802. By 1851 the family were living
at Lone Barn, Marden,
Kent . Mary Ann's brothers were both
labourers. In that era, there was little chance of a man breaking the chain
that bound him, and generations before him, to the soil and toil. The colonies
offered a more hopeful prospect. Nettlestead, Kent
When George and Mary Ann King took ship on the Dudbrook George was 25 and his wife 26. Their infant daughter Lucretia born in 1861 was with them and they were accompanied by a William King, aged 47. Next to the King family's entry in the original register, under the column headed 'Sureties', is 'R King, laborer [sic] PMBurg' indicating that this person had nominated the Kings to come to Natal on assisted passage and that he guaranteed repayment of the passage monies within twelve months of their arrival.
Mary Ann had an elder brother and a younger brother named respectively William and Richard. We don't know how old the R. King was who stood surety to the new arrivals. William's age would have been about 31 – not 47 as stated in the register. However, inaccuracies abound in passenger lists and his given age may simply be an error - unless he lied about it. As no other clue to the identity of these two men presents itself, it seems likely that they were Mary Ann's brothers. Richard had evidently emigrated first and then sent for his brother, sister and brother-in-law to join him – a typical pattern in colonial
Steerage was the area on a ship allocated to the passengers paying the cheapest fare. It was also referred to as between-decks (or 'tween-decks) i.e. the deck below the main deck of a sailing ship. There wasn't a great deal of head room. Eating and sleeping usually took place in the same area. Sanitary and washing arrangements were primitive and privacy minimal.
|A meal in steerage: note bunks at sides.
|Female emigrants between decks
Although the above illustrations are earlier in date conditions hadn't changed much by the 1860s.


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London – Program Experience
Northwest Executive Education delivers the Management program in India. Please read the testimonials below from our program participants to understand the quality of the program and the support provided to the participants, as well as the benefits they have realized by undertaking the program.
After spending more than 17 years in the industry across several top Indian companies and MNCs, I was not sure about being able to go back to classroom and learn in a structured environment. Northwest College and the program that they have designed, challenged that perspective with a practical and solution-oriented approach to learning that is exciting yet convenient for business professionals like me, since the program runs on weekends and requires about 5 hours of work during the week, which I can handle.
Furthermore the interactions with senior industry professionals have been an absolute delight and has forced me to get out of my comfort zone on several occasions. Overall, this is an excellent program for working professionals and I highly recommended it to other colleagues.
Coming from an english honors banckground, I was anxious of how things would turn up for me before joining Northwest. Now, I am really glad with my decision to enroll and learn with a class of experienced professionals who have so much to share and contribute to learning. I would recommend this program, if your focus is self-improvement and learning beyond the classroom.
I am currently attending the Northwest College Executive PGPM (which is based on the London School of Economics curriculum) and the delivery so far has surpassed my expectations. There is a huge focus on equipping the students with required skills and tools to solve real business problems, and move beyond the theoretical aspects, most of which are also adequately addressed.
The team focuses on developing an individual by honing the problem solving skills, increasing the awareness of the political, economic and business environment and ensuring that the learning is applied through projects, simulations and case studies on an ongoing basis.
My primary goals were to gain a well acknowledged international degree, learn with peers from reputed organizations, and develop the right entrepreneurial and management skills to move further in my career.
All of my requirements have been met at Northwest. The classroom sessions are enriching and I enjoy the discussions and exchange of thoughts with other experienced professionals, faculty and industry guests are and every moment I learn learning with co-participants, faculty and guest lectures sharing their experiences.
I came from a financial services background with over 10 years of experience and was looking for a program that would help me to get a global perspective and add a prestigious brand to my resume.
Northwest provided that platform to me through its international curriculum and a strong faculty who all have significant industry experience. They facilitate learning through a problem solving approach and teach through case studies which are extremely beneficial for working professionals like me to draw insights from and apply. Several CEO/CXO level industry leaders address us regularly in this program, helping build our industry network.
I wish I had found such a program early on in my career spanning 15 years, with its emphasis on real world situations and problem solving in a structured manner. I am already using the approach on a daily basis and it saves me significant effort.
I really appreciate the effort being put in by the course directors and faculty members in making us successful and their commitment as well as dedication of time is simply outstanding. I highly recommend this program to anyone who wants to pursue management with a practical and application oriented point of view.


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I got up this morning bound and determined to take today off because I was sore and tired. I put it out on Facebook and quickly was guilted into coming to class by the studio owner.
I dragged my sorry carcass to the studio praying I would be able to make it through class today.
When David proclaimed today all Kettlebells I almost wept with joy. A class I knew I could rock. Ending the week on a strong note.
Of course my stupid lower back had other plans.
I've struggled with lower back pain since forever. It's weak muscles but it feels like crunching broken glass in place of my lower spine.
I know I need to push through the pain and breathe into it and the only cure for it is to keep building up the muscles back there.
You will see me working with 4 different color Kettlebells & two different sizes. The blue bell is 27 lbs the pink is 17 lbs, the little black one is 25 lbs and the big yellow one is 32 lbs.
The blue bell is my comfort zone. It's the weight where I work best. Unfortunately when my back starts acting up I'm forced to the pink bell to do work that I could with no trouble do with the blue bell.
Super frustrating.
I grabbed the yellow bell at the very end and watching the video I'm mad at myself. I had no business attempting that one today. Not because I couldn't lift it, clearly I can. I however didn't have the power or strength to rack it in a proper manner on either side and that means my arms were too tired to be lifting it.
We were supposed to do 20 burpees but all I had in me was 12. You can see how exhausted a full 35 mins of Kettlebell work leaves me. I have not an ounce of energy to lift and support that tire over my head. Twice my arms had clearly had enough and you see the tire slide out of my grip and down my back. That does not happen because I've let go or because of any decision I made. That was my arms telling me "No Mas".
That to me is how a class should end every single time.
Nothing at all left in the tank.
Something this video has shown me that I need to work on is that I tend to throw my shoulders back too far and almost bend backwards in an effort to stand up straight. I need to be more aware of keeping my shoulders over my knees in good alignment.
I also still hate my swings. My body is just not the right shape or thin enough yet to hold the correct form for swings. It's frustrating and I don't like it. It's the most basic of all Kettbell movements and it always feels very awkward to me.
Once again, you are under no obligation to watch any or all of this video. It's here more for me than for any of you.
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Equipped with the Xtra-Thick FTF Fit Bed, FootJoy DNA golf shoes are constructed with FTF (Fine Tuned Foam) a new proprietary cushioning material that is used throughout the interior midsole. This technology combines firmer density zones for stability around the perimeter and softer density zones in the heel and forefoot, resulting in increased stability and unmatched in-shoe comfort that lasts.
These FootJoy D.N.A. golf shoes feature a 2-year waterproof warranty.


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Anyway, here is what I have been loving during March....
1. The Body Shop - "Tea Tree Face Mask" £9.00 for 100ml BUY HERE
I have oily/combination skin and this works really well for me. I use this once a week (usually a Sunday) and have really seen a difference. It claims to remove excess impurities, absorb excess oil and soothe skin. If I'm honest, I haven't noticed a difference with excess oil but it does help to calm and reduce any blemishes I may have and leaves my skin smooth and looking fresh.
The scent is mild, which is perfect as I hate it when you get a face product which the smell makes you want to vomit. This product doesn't dry, which is also great as sometimes I hate that tight feeling you get when using a face mask.
I read on a review on the Body Shop website that a customer used it nightly, dabbing the product on any spots she had and washing it off in the morning so I may try that.
I'm really impressed with The Body Shop skincare products at the moment so definitely need to get some more! Any recommendations?
2. Soap & Glory "Pulp Friction Foamy Fruity Body Scrub" £8.00 BUY HERE
I have been using this in my Fake Tan routine. About once a week, i will exfoliate my skin (using this), moisturise then tan tan tan. I find this is a really gentle exfoliator but will give you fantastic results. I have very sensitive skin, but can get very exfoliator happy and scrub my skin like I have never scrubbed before which will leave me quite red. However I haven't really noticed it with this product. It leaves my skin smooth and silky. It has a gorgeous fruity scent and the exfoliants in the product aren't too overpowering. It starts as a normal exfoliator but as you use it, it foams up which I think is why it is less harsh on the skin. I use this product with exfoliating gloves.
The packaging is gorgeous as with all Soap And Glory products and I feel its very good value for money. I got this for Xmas in the Vanity Bag that Boots had on offer, and seeing as I only use this once a week I feel its going to last
me a very long while. A little of this product goes a long way. So would definatley re purchase this. The only negative is, when i get out the bath, the exfoliant bits were left at the bottom of the bath, you can't see them and it was only the next day I realised, i had rinsed the bath out but you will need to clean it properly to get rid!
3. MAC Lipstick "Angel" (Frost) £13.50 BUY HERE
As you can tell from the photo this lipstick is being used to death! Angel is a soft pink, frost lipstick from Mac. I have seen a lot on blogs, Twitter, You Tube etc that this is Kim Kardashian's fave lippie.
The colour is a lovely rosy pink, which I would say is a little darker than a pastel pink colour. This works for both day and night but at the moment this is my go to colour for nights out.
I find the formula very moisturising and long lasting. I tend not to apply lipgloss over the top.
This shade is perfect for spring/summer.
4. Benefit "So Hooked On Carmella" Eau De Toilette £29.50 for 30ml BUY HERE
This perfume reminds me of SUMMER! It smells of Malibu + Cocktails. A very sweet smelling scent. I also love the packaging and that its shaped like a cocktail shaker. Its very girly, if your not a fan of very sweet scents this isn't for you.
5. Barry M Nail Paint "137 Blue Moon" £2.99 BUY HERE
Okay, this is a bit of a funny one. I recently really gone off Barry M Nail Varnish. I don't find them very long lasting, they chip easily and the formula is very thick and gloopy.
The favourite part here is that I LOVE the colour. If anyone could recommend me an OPI nail colour which is similar like a sky blue or pastel light blue I would be very grateful.
Please feel free to leave any comments below
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According to research released by eGain today, 57 percent of UK companies offer little or no web self-service, resulting in lost revenues and declining customer satisfaction. Only 17 percent of UK companies are offering their customers "visionary" or "above average" customer self-service via the web.
So here we have PR consultants falling down on the job... Just speak nicely to your client and invite their comment on how they too can enjoy the fact that 10% of all retails sales are now online.


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Monday, August 31, 2015
Back Door with Covered Porch
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The porch alone is dreamy!
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If you take feminist dogma seriously -- and their lackeys on campus and elsewhere certainly seem to -- its implications for public policy are staggering.
It suggests, just for starters, that no woman should ever become President. And a woman like Hillary, who reportedly likes to toss them down with abandon, should never set foot in the Oval Office.
Imagine a President Hillary. At State dinners, it's customary for various dignitaries to propose toasts, and for those present to drink to them. (To abstain would be rude.) Who knows what Hillary might have done after a few toasts.
At a State dinner with Germany, she might have consented to take all of their Syrians.
At a State dinner with England, she might have consented to rescind the results of the Revolutionary War and pledged allegiance to the Queen.
At a meeting with the Governor of Alabama, she might have consented to bring back slavery.
And who knows whom she might have given our nuclear codes to.
This is the Hillary Presidency that the feminists envisioned, anyway.
To take the analogy one step further, Hillary could then have taken all those foreign heads of state to the World Court in the Hague for having taken advantage of her while she was inebriated.
Instead of hearing about "regret rape," we'd hear about "regret pacts."
There are plenty of other implications for the new stance on drinking and consent.
If a bride has more than two glasses of champagne at her own wedding, that could now constitute grounds for annulment.
As for the wedding night, well, forget any plans the groom had for that!
And, really, women shouldn't be prosecuted for DUI's anymore. You see, it's not that they're irresponsible and drive drunk - it's that they were too drunk to be able to make a decision about whether or not to drive. They certainly can't be held responsible for that!
It appears that feminists, for all their big talk, really believe, deep down, that men are adults and women are children. Why else would they say that a woman -- but not a man -- is incapable of consent after a few drinks?
Personally, I have a much higher opinion of women than the feminists do. I think they remain lucid and logical -- as much as they were beforehand, anyway -- after a few beverages. I don't believe that a few toasts turn them into helpless quivering blobs of insentient protoplasm.
It is interesting, though, to know that's how feminists see women.


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Release Date: June 14, 2013
Studio: Warner Bros. Pictures
Director: Zack Snyder
Screenwriter: David S. Goyer
Starring: Henry Cavill, Amy Adams, Diane Lane, Kevin Costner, Michael Shannon, Antje Traue, Russell Crowe, Julia Ormond, Christopher Meloni, Harry Lennix, Laurence Fishburne
Genre: Action, Adventure
Plot Summary: Henry Cavill plays Superman in director Zack Snyder's "Man of Steel." The film also stars Amy Adams as Daily Planet journalist Lois Lane, and Laurence Fishburne as her editor-in-chief, Perry White. Starring as Clark Kent's adoptive parents, Martha and Jonathan Kent, are Diane Lane and Kevin Costner. Squaring off against the superhero are two other surviving Kryptonians, the villainous General Zod, played by Michael Shannon, and Faora, Zod's evil partner, played by Antje Traue. Also from Superman's native Krypton are Lara Lor-Van, Superman's mother, played by Julia Ormond, and Superman's father, Jor-El, portrayed by Russell Crowe. Rounding out the cast are Harry Lennix as U.S. military man General Swanwick, as well as Christopher Meloni as Colonel Hardy.
Man of Steel Henry Cavill as Superman image (Poster)
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