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No expectations or regret in my shoulders. Every chaos is routine, every routine is inevitable, every complaint petty in nature. It was a blast from the realisation of the fact that the overbearing magnitude of pomposities are kept well-maintained and warm in the loving caress of fuckheads that know nothing of dedication.
My weight was heavy as I traversed on the rocky edges of the street on to a narrow pathway on the side of a bridge. The unsightly appearance of arrogance already filled the vibrant air, the stench of the dangers ahead aroused, the ignorance of the clueless abound. This world was not built for positive enthusiasm.
The weight made it more difficult to balance, my perseverance lacking inspiration searching for ways of excuse itself. I whispered to myself to calm down the sensitive nerves. All those trapped within began circulating around the circumference. There was no way out now. The spherical globe revolved around something deep and profound, in a way kind of magical but sincerely naturalistic. There was no doubt of its involvement by the way it stretches itself out into the wide, open area. I picked my feet up and arranged to speak with myself after the light dissipated, when darkness began looming in, tiptoeing from one point to another within a given set of range. Little did I know that the light was in fact darkness in sheep's clothing. A metaphorical fluke of a never-ending cycle of self-penetrating torture. I stabbed myself because of myself, because my self is no longer my self but of its' self. More discouraging I found when I realised how much the yellow colours began losing its vibrancy. Then it all began fading out and fading into black, fading into an abyss of loathing.
The caricaturisation of the human images began slipping in and then everything blurred as if there was a vortex that spoke in my behalf. Even so my control over it remained absent. The faces were as pompous as they were without the caricatures. The humour injected on it was weak, there lies the fault of the sinner, the beginner, the winner. In fear of rejection I was rejected. They moved on and moved slow, the progress, no matter how shallow, was nevertheless part of his bearing. I demanded it back, his involvement with it will be his curse if not found the counterpart. I, in the form of another element, swam into my own thoughts giving life to what was missing, the imagination. Not a single drop of liquid remained, sucked dry, I was. My efforts were hardly given much attention. It was then that I reiterated the fact that I have held on for quite some time. The selfishness will always find steps into this vile excuse.
Striking with a force stronger than my own will the ground bear mark of my labour. Debris of disrespect fell from what they called the Verwirrung. Everyone was doing their own thing except me. It's always me that is the exception. None of them bear the mark of secrecy. Theirs was of a different recall, and then there was nothing, and then punting.
It didn't budge at all as I discovered for myself firsthand. It was over before it even began. The edifice locked itself from the outside world despite not having respected the decision made by the heroes. To them they were holier than thy, and thy was I, and I was belittled.
There was no provocation whatsoever but what followed ahead was their desire to inflict pressure into my gut. The self-harbouring angst began sucking away the bravura like an empty carapace without any amphibious lifeform that remained. I became a test subject for all their humorous purposes, and followed suit as normally do. There was no say in it, a visitor, I only was. Therefore, when I accidentally tore my appendage there was not a single fuck given that moment. My steady building desire brought forth inequality amongst the faceless voids. This was not an exercise, not an option to redo the faults, not an excuse to remain pedalled by the jester in mask. This belittlement caused me great harm internally, and I would have them burned for blasphemy in return, or fucked in the ass by an ox tenfold. These nuggets are the same faulty-wired numbnuts devoid of talent, a fault only unmasked through the absence of gab and presence of turmoil. The first opportunity of retribution was a soft bite that did not even hurt, although tiny damage has been proven at the very least. Potential was irreversible. Yesteryear was blank compared to this. There was a world of learning in full speed. The hardest way possible could be the only redeeming point in this whole charade. To learn and to suffer at the same time proved fatal, my normal balance became light in the process.
Pulled a wooden apparatus to my corner and diverted all my senses back to my mind once again. For hours on end began thinking of ways to enrich my salvation. Solace was on the form of architectural diagrams derived from aerodynamic solid matter. So then working on it more than I began working with the soul tracks of locomotion. The left leg began cracking up and mobility became more limited than ever. Notwithstanding the pain and suffering I punched through wood and paper, carefully assessing through meticulous details the centimetres and inches.
That was not my cup of sex. No more of this folly demanded from my chest down to the knee. It was time for some good old-fashioned masochistic whipping. With undergarments and shame on the line, there was no point in looking back at things now. Everything seemed dark and pink, like daze and sadness engaging in communion. It took a while to merge, and when it did it broke away into small pieces. My time was short and ended abruptly just like that. All the reasons flowing through my thick skull bounced back and forth like niggers and corncobs, unicorns and peach-mango trees.
I had to escape from this asylum. Refuge and gather enough strength to fight another day. Halted midway through the bridge, returned to whence I came. Gave rise to camaraderie for a short while. Plastic faces overlapped the previous. Every nuggets, mules, fuckheads, druggies, sluts and saints, including the faux intellectual, attended the ceremonious spectacle of nothingness.
I was there, but never there, and then wasn't there.


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|One of the region's first cemeteries open to people of all religions. "You just had to be dead to qualify."
The central plaza of the Gabriel Garcia Marquez Cultural Center in La Candelaria is displaying this exhibition of photos from Colombia's coffee region. I liked them because, unlike the stereotypical pics from the region, these are more about the region's people and other non-coffee subjects.
These photos were taken by professional photographers directed by Stephen Ferry, a United States citizen who lives in Colombia.
|Harvested coffee fruits flow out of a bag. Inside each red fruit is a coffee bean.
|Coffee plantation workers walking home.
|Dishes and ingredients served in the coffee region.
|The coffee region's rolling hills.
|A weathered coffee plantation worker.
|Coffee plantation workers sleep under these tents to keep off the mosquitoes.
|The Gabriel Garcia Marquez Cultural Center, which strangely has no display about the Nobel Prize-winning novelist.
|Colorful and aged houses in the Coffee Region.
|Grinding stones used by the indigenous people, the Quimbaya.
|A young coffee harvester.
By Mike Ceaser, of Bogotá Bike Tours

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Many have inquired, including myself, as to when exactly all this looming arbitration nonsense will be settled. The answer? Soon.
MLB.com has a great article that goes through a lot of the process and includes hard dates.
According to the article, players and teams draw their respective lines in the sand on January 19th. Then, as most high profile cases usually go, the two sides hit the arby hearings beginning on February 1st.
What I love about the article is that Sabean is quoted as saying, "It is not a good system."
Of course it's not-- and it's got Sabes by the shorties. So much about baseball's various systems are screwed up-- from arby hearings to supplementary/compensatory draft picks, rule 5 selections, revenue sharing, luxury taxes, a lack of a salary cap, teams turning profits by tanking and giving away good players... it goes on and on.
I mean, why are these hearings not completed before the free agent signing period begins-- or at least earlier? While the Mets are signing Jason Bay and other deep-pocketed teams can afford to sign first, ask questions later, the Giants are stuck waiting to see what they actually owe their own players. This has gotta be fixed. It's like come on... really? How do expect a level offseason playing field when half the teams in baseball have no idea how much money they have available to spend?
Regardless, these upcoming arby dates are especially relevant for the Gyros due to their pending cases with 3 of their best pitchers. We've spoken about it ad nauseum, but Sabes really has no idea what kind of cash he actually has left in his sub $95MM budget until these disputes are settled.
Timmy will be able to afford a lot more than a couple grams of pot after his raise, I'll tell you that.
Definitely check out the article to bone up on your arby info and history.


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Wednesday, 28 November 2012
Savoury Breakfast Muffins
I get bored with cereal and toast for breakfast, so when I tried these I was very happy! I make a batch up & keep them in the fridge for everyone to help themselves to. They are tasty hot or cold, you can reheat in the microwave if you want to. I eat mine cold though, except from when they are fresh out of the oven. This recipe makes enough for a 6 muffin tin. You can add any meat/veggie that you like - peppers, onion, chorizo, chicken and tomato would all be tasty. A great way to use up those wee bits of veg left in the bottom of the fridge.
4 large eggs
100ml whole milk
Salt & pepper to season
4 slices thinly sliced ham, chopped
6 mushrooms chopped
Large chunk freshly grated Parmesan(amount to your taste)
Chopped fresh parsley leaves
Combine all the ingredients and mix thoroughly but gently. Divide equally between the 6 muffin cups. Put into a preheated oven (200C) for 15 minutes. Remove and allow to cool. Can be kept in the fridge for up to 4 days.
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The following steps make a most satisfying pie :D
1. Go grocery shopping after an eternity when you realize it has to be today if you want any chai at all.
2. Walk by the fruit aisle just because you cannot decide which veggies you want to "store in the fridge till they rot" this week.
3. Get super excited to see peaches wondering 'woww spring is here'!
4. Buy peaches in this excitement without checking them.
5. Rush home to eat your peaches and find out it may be easier to peel a rock instead.
6. Never wanting to give up, chop the peach like you would a potato.
7. Throw it in a pan with some butter.
8. Realize they also taste like a potato so dump in some sugar.
9. Realize all of a sudden that you had never bothered to eat the blueberries in the fridge (that you had bought when you decided to go on a fruit diet - and never did!!)
10. Throw them in the pan with the peaches, which are softer now.
11. Remember that it has been a week sincce you were in Napa and you have not opened a single bottle of wine.
12. Decide to open one for yourself.
13. Splash the said wine in the pan just out of curiousity.
14. Splash in some more.. And a little bit more.
15. Wait till it all gets gooey-ish.
16. Spread an unbaked crust, resurrected from the depth of the freezer on a pan.
17. Dump the fruit gravy in.
18. Bake at 350F till the crust gets golden brown ( oh yeah you had to have switched on the oven when you chopped the peaches:)
19. Serve with ice cream - that has almost hit the bottom of the container and has been a residence of your freezer from a long time.
20. Enjoy!!


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Jul 9/05 - Sobre la crisis política en Filipinas y su comparación con la venezolana
PMBComentario: a menos que ocurra un milagro, la Presidente Gloria Macapagal Arroyo seguramente se vera obligada a renunciar en las próximas horas, días o semanas. Descubierta in fraganti – es mas, cayo en su propia trampa - tratando de manipular el resultado de la elección donde supuestamente fue re-elegida no le queda otra alternativa. Hoy las fuerzas vivas de Filipinas le ruegan que así lo haga. Mañana se lo exigirán. Y si aun así se niega, seguramente pasado mañana se unirán los partidos, la Iglesia Católica, las Fuerzas Armadas y el pueblo para sacarla a coscorrones. Los crímenes electorales son letales en casi todas las sociedades democráticas y así debe ser. La democracia se fundamenta en el respeto absoluto de la voluntad del pueblo y eso exige ante todo fidelidad a un sistema electoral libre y transparente.
Claro esta que la pobre filipina no tiene los recursos con los que si ha contado Hugo Chávez para escapar ese mismo destino. Y no es tanto dinero a lo que me refiero – aunque con el se compran muchas voluntades- sino a esa pandilla de cómplices internos y externos que han facilitado la destrucción de la democracia venezolana.
Como debe de envidiar Arroyo tener a su lado a un Jimmy Carter embobecido y apurado por celebrar el cumpleaños de su mujer: o a un Gaviria vulnerable hasta mas no poder al chantaje moral; o a un Embajador Pecly cumpliendo ordenes de los muy "respetables" José Dirceu y Marco Aurelio García: o de una Coordinadora Democrática "liderizada" por el monigote de unos dizque empresarios globales que no terminan de entender que son parte del problema y no de la solución: un Colin Powell que le daba asco Latinoamérica; o una Comunidad Europea que no quiso por principio observar una elección pero no duda en recibir y hacer negocios con quien las trampeo; o contar con la lealtad de unas Fuerzas Armadas que se han dejado diezmar sin tiro de por medio…que envidia le debe dar a un ladrón o ladrona de votos contar con la suerte amplia de Hugo Chávez Frías. PMB.
Pressure Mounts on Philippine Leader
Ex-President Aquino Joins 10 Cabinet Members in Calling for Arroyo to Resign
By Alan Sipress
Saturday, July 9, 2005; A08
Arroyo, trying to weather allegations that she cheated in the last election, sought to preempt a cabinet mutiny earlier in the week by firing her entire team. But the month-old leadership crisis escalated dramatically when disaffected cabinet secretaries, including most of her top economic advisers, announced at a morning news conference that it was Arroyo who must go.
Hours later, Aquino also broke with the president, urging her to make the "supreme sacrifice." A moral icon since she replaced longtime dictator Ferdinand Marcos 19 years ago, Aquino said in a televised statement, "I am asking the president to spare our country and herself."
In recent days, Arroyo has lost crucial support from both the country's influential Roman Catholic Church and the junior ranks of the often restive military, which has launched more than a half dozen coup attempts in the last two decades.
The Catholic Bishops' Conference of the Philippines, which holds its annual retreat this weekend, was expected to release a statement further increasing the pressure on Arroyo. A call by the Church for her resignation would be a crushing blow in this overwhelmingly Catholic country.
To avoid chaos in the capital, the armed forces and
Arroyo, speaking in a taped message released late in the day, accused her detractors of subverting the country's laws. "Their actions cause deep and grievous harm to the nation because they undermine our democratic principles and the very foundation of our constitution," she said. She insisted she would stay in office and soon name a new cabinet to work on improving the economy.
The president's critics have demanded she account for her role in a vote-fixing scandal, which erupted after tapes surfaced of wiretapped conversations she held last year with a national election commissioner. The recordings appear to indicate they conspired to ensure Arroyo would win a second presidential term by at least 1 million votes.
Late last month, Arroyo went on prime-time television to apologize for her "lapse in judgment" in calling the election commissioner but stressed that she was not guilty of cheating.
Then, Arroyo announced she was willing to make a sacrifice for the nation: She sent her husband, who had been named in the vote-rigging and other scandals, out of the country.
After the release this week of an opinion survey showing her approval rating at a record low of 20 percent and news reports of creeping dissent in her inner circle, Arroyo returned to the airwaves Thursday night. On national radio, she rejected demands to quit and, without warning, directed her entire cabinet to resign on the grounds that she wanted to assemble a new team to help restructure the Philippine government and campaign politics.
"It is simply the truth that the political system that I am part of has degenerated to the point that it needs fundamental change," she said.
Cabinet members, including the finance, trade and budget secretaries, agreed Friday to step down. They also asked that Arroyo be replaced by Vice President Noli de Castro, 56, a relative newcomer to government who was a popular television news anchor before entering politics four years ago.
"More pressing and immediate concerns confront our people today than poisoned politics or infirmities in our constitution," said Finance Secretary Cesar Purisima. "The longer the president stays in office under a cloud of doubt and distrust and with her style of decision-making, the greater the damage on the economy and the more vulnerable the fragile political situation becomes to extremists seeking to undermine our democratic life."
So far, street demonstrations called by opposition parties have failed to draw crowds of the size that have toppled two Philippine presidents. Peaceful protests brought Aquino to power in 1986. A similar "People Power" movement hoisted Arroyo, then vice president, into the top spot four years ago to replace President Joseph Estrada, who was facing impeachment on graft charges.
Arroyo, 58, a convent schoolgirl who attended
Then came the tapes.
Her own security services, wiretapping the election commissioner's telephone last year, inadvertently caught Arroyo repeatedly calling to discuss the balloting for president. Security and political analysts in
"When the tapes came out, it was a shock," said Marites Vitug, editor of Newsbreak magazine. "This woman, who goes to Mass everyday, who went to convent schools and tells us God is her refuge, lies and cheats. It is so offensive."
The vote scandal came on top of demands from the political opposition for an investigation into the alleged relationship between Philippine gambling syndicates and Arroyo's husband, son and brother-in-law. Similar allegations of involvement in numbers rackets led to Estrada's ouster, but the illegal lottery, known as jueteng , has proliferated during Arroyo's tenure, political observers said.
Since taking office, Arroyo has had the backing of the Catholic Church, in part because of her opposition to birth control policies. But three bishops have called for her to quit and Archbishop Gaudencio Rosales issued a pastoral letter saying, "Those who seek forgiveness should be ready to be called to accountability."
Disenchantment has also spread among junior officers and enlisted personnel in the armed forces, according to former military officers who remain in close contact with them. Former Army Capt. Rene Jarque said many in the junior ranks were angered when they heard portions of the secret tapes that apparently described how the Arroyo campaign had used senior military officers to manipulate vote counts.
Jarque and other former military brass said junior officers remained wary of acting outside the chain of command to launch a coup against Arroyo. But he said these officers were now considering mass resignation, taking leave, or conducting large prayer meetings to signal their discontent and further weaken the president.
At an emergency meeting Friday, military chief Gen. Efren Abu told senior field commanders that troops must remain insulated from partisan politics. "The soldier has the duty to protect this political exercise," Abu said. "He is not expected to intervene in it."
© 2005 The Washington Post Company


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Rev. George Miller
Luke 15:1-2, 11-32
"Seasons of Love"
March 10, 2013
Once upon a time (according to a variation of a story given to me by Newt and Mary Dickie), there was a woman with four daughters.
She wanted her daughters to learn about grace and to not be so quick to judge others, so she sent them on a quest.
Each, it turn, was sent to look at a pear tree a great distance away. The first went in summer, the third in fall, the third in winter, and the fourth in spring.
When they had all returned, she gathered them together to share what they had seen.
The first, who journeyed in the season of summer, described the tree as laden with blossoms that smelled so sweet and looked so beautiful.
The second daughter disagreed; she had been there is fall when the tree was ripe and rich with fruit, so much so that the branches were drooping to the ground.
The third daughter could not understand how this was so. She was there in the winter and called the tree ugly and bent, twisted and of no worth.
The fourth daughter disagreed with them all. She had gone in the spring and said the pear tree was covered with green buds and full of promise and potential.
The mother, knowing her lesson had worked well, smiled at her daughters. She explained to them that they were all right, and they were all wrong, because they had each only seen a season of the tree's existence.
She told them that one can not judge a tree by just one season. Nor can one judge a person by just one time in their life. That the essence of who they are, the joy, the love, and the pleasure that comes from that life, can only be measured at the end, when all the seasons are accounted for.
And even then, it is not for us to judge, but for grace to abound…
Today, we, no matter who we are, no matter where we are on life's journey, continue on the Lenten Path with Jesus.
And as we continue on the Lenten Path, it is best if we never forget, for a moment, that what Jesus said, did, taught, and the stories he told, all led him to the cross.
What we may think of as nice, or sweet, or spiritual or common sense, all led to Jesus' death.
Even today, the very things Jesus said, did, taught and the stories he told are likely to cause controversy and debate.
Today's story is no exception. The religious leaders are grumbling that Jesus welcomes and eat with sinners.
The scribes and Pharisees chose to see people, judge people and fellowship with people only according to the season of life they are in at that moment.
If they perceived you as being full of sweet smelling righteousness, bearing the appropriate fruit, you were worthy to dine with. But if you were spiritually and socially gnarled, bent or twisted, you were excluded from their table.
But not Jesus. No matter if someone was in the season of saint or the season of sinner, regardless is they were in the season of lost, or the season of found, Jesus ate with them.
Jesus ate with folk; all kinds of folk. He broke bread. He sat at the same table. He listened to their stories.
Some biblical scholars will even tell you that Jesus died because of who he ate with.
So when Jesus hears the grumbling over his eating habits, Jesus tells three stories. The first is about lost sheep. The second is about a lost coin. But the third story? Well, it's the one people seem to remember most.
"There was a man who had two sons," Jesus says to grumblers.
The story unfolds; a story so rich with simplistic detail that to retell it would be like trying to explain a joke.
So I encourage you to reread this story on your own; to seek and find the richness of what Jesus is trying to tell us.
Today, what I feel called to focus on is the concept of seasons. In reading this, I came to the conclusion that each son had their own share of seasons to go through.
The younger son went through a season of leaving home. Of high living and seemingly good times. Of squandering all he had and making choices that left him in a pig pen.
I wonder how many people here today know what those seasons are like? To be young and foolish; to be lonely and lost?
How many here today have ever spent a season or two, or three or four defined by bad choices, pangs of hunger for something more and a desire for things to go back to the way they once were?
How many know what it's like to spend a season in a pen fit for pigs?
Would you want to be judged for that season alone? Would you want the story of your life to be summed up by one season of stink and famine, bad choices and unfortunate events?
Fortunately, for that younger son, that season came to an end as he makes the decision to return to his father, to admit his mistakes, to seek comfort where compassion exists.
In doing so, he enters into a season of new beginnings and grace, a season of welcome and joy.
His father, who sees him while still far away, runs up to him with kisses and kind words. Instead of punishing, he celebrates…
…Then there is the older son with his own season. Upon discovering his baby brother's return, he responds with anger and judgement. He questions his father's amazing grace and refuses to join in the celebration.
He would rather be alone than to feast and dance, to welcome and to embrace.
How many here today have ever spent a season or two, or three or four filled with anger at somebody, feeling choices that they made were not fair?
Feeling pangs of hunger over things you wish you had received; a need for someone to be seen as the bad guy so you could be seen as the good one?
How many know what it's like to purposely exclude yourself from something fun just because you thought it was more important to make a point?
Would you want to be judged for that season alone? Would you want the story of your life to be summed up by that one time of anger and complaint, jealously and pettiness?
But notice the father and the season he shows his two sons. Though the younger son abandoned the family, though the older one abandons the party, the father abandons neither one.
When both sons stood on the outside, the father came to them. When both sons had words to say, the father listened.
In this story Jesus tells, we discover that when it comes to grace there does not have to be a loser for there to be a winner.
In this story Jesus tells, the embrace of one child does not mean rejection of the other.
What we see is an abundance of grace that goes beyond whatever season each son is in. What we see is how grace allows relationships to be restored…
Now, we are not told, but I'd be willing to bet that this story Jesus shared about the man with two sons did not make the grumblers stop grumbling. In fact, there's a good chance it made them angrier.
Just as this story can make people angry even today.
There are those who will reread this story and be mad at the younger son for squandering his father's inheritance.
There are those who will be mad at the older son for being judgmental.
There are those who will be mad at the father for not picking one over the other, or for not condemning one or both for their deeds.
There are those who may even be mad that the father had the audacity to show love to both.
It seems to be in our human nature to feel like there have to be losers in order for there to be winners. It seems to be in our human nature to want there to be those who are rewarded just so others can be condemned.
Some need to see one tree gnarled and twisted so they can say the other tree is beautiful and sweet.
But I believe that God sees us much differently. I believe that God sees us for more then just one season.
I believe God sees us in view of all our seasons. God sees and knows the soil in which we were planted. The nutrients we received. God knows the amount of sun and rain, wind and frost that were in our lives.
God sees those seasons where we received "enough" and the seasons in which we encountered draught; those seasons in which we were surrounded by darkness and the seasons we were basked in the light, and God judges us accordingly and loves us so.
I also believe God is aware of the seasons that stand before us. The possibilities, the choices, the people, the storms which we will weather. The successes we will have.
I believe that God does not judge us as others would. God is well aware of the seasons we are lost and the seasons in which we are found; our struggles, our pains; our talents and our joys.
I believe that God is with us in every season, through every season, and that in it all, God is like that father, waiting and watching, running and embracing, forgiving and restoring.
In conclusion, as human beings we will go through and we have all gone through our own series of seasons.
For many there is a season to squander and a time to regain.
A season to be angry and a time to forgive. A season to be alone and time to join the party.
A season to run away and a time to come home.
But in God, experienced through the life, ministry and meals of Jesus Christ, we discover that in every season, every journey, every fall from grace, every reunion, there is indeed a Season of Love, and with it another opportunity of joy.
For that we can all say amen and amen.


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RICHMOND — Although the state's tourism industry has become "Virginia's cash crop," that crop could easily fail without changes in how the state addresses the tourism market.
That was the message passed to a gathering of statewide industry officials and leaders Tuesday attending the Governor's Conference on Travel and Tourism. The topic of the two-day convention, Tourism 2000, is designed to formulate what path the industry will take in the next century.


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Ice Hockey's Field
A drunk decides to go ice fishing, so he gathers his gear and goes walking around until he finds a big patch of ice. He heads into the center of the ice and begins to saw a hole. All of sudden, a loud booming voice comes out of the sky. "You will find no fish under that ice."
The drunk looks around, but sees no one. He starts sawing again. Once more, the voice speaks, "As I said before, there are no fish under the ice."
The drunk looks all around, high and low, but can't see a single soul. He picks up the saw and tries one more time to finish.
Before he can even start cutting, the huge voice interrupts. "I have warned you three times now. There are no fish!"
The drunk is now flustered and somewhat scared, so he asks the voice, "How do you know there are no fish? Are you God trying to warn me?"
"No", the voice replied. "I am the manager of this hockey rink."
Team's Mascot
A championship football team was away playing in the country. After the match, the bus they were travelling in was involved in a serious accident. The driver, the coach and all the players were killed. The only survivor was the mascot - a chimpanzee.
Soon after the disaster, investigators came to determine the cause of the accident. They were interviewing the chimp, who was giving his answers in sign language
"Just before the crash, what was the driver doing?" The chimp made signs to show drinking and smoking.
"And what was the coach doing before the crash?" More signs of drinking and smoking.
"Then what was the rest of the team doing?" Actions of drinking, smoking and general carry on.
"This is terrible. They must have been having some kind of party on the bus. And what about you? What were you doing just before the crash?" The chimp made actions like driving a bus.
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Who Do You Think You Are? Ginnifer GoodwinAirtime: Sunday, July 26 at 9/8c on TLC
Actress Ginnifer Goodwin knows nothing about her paternal grandfather's family because he refused to talk about his parents. She goes on a journey to uncover the truth behind her great-grandparents' story, and is shocked to discover turbulent lives filled with court cases, drugs and incarcerations.
Actress Ginnifer Goodwin never knew her paternal grandfather, John Barton Goodwin, who died when she was an infant. She's been haunted by the lack of information surrounding his family line; he never talked about his parents to her father, Tim. Understanding the generations that laid the foundation for her has grown more important to her since becoming a mother herself. The birth of her son Oliver has reignited her desire to know why her grandfather never spoke of his mother and father.
Ginnifer starts her search for information with her dad, who recalls that his father John Barton's parents were named Nellie and John "Al" Goodwin, and that for some unknown reason, John Barton was abandoned when he was just 11 years old.
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Tuesday, July 19, 2005
Prod Me (please)
I woke up this morning at 4 am as usual (a bit of insomnia these days) and tried to get to work on some new photographs. Some days / most days I feel like I need a good prodding to get things going. On a less indulgent note, I was just looking at my friend Walker's project entitled: "Going Elsewhere." It's an amazing site and highly worth checking out. Enough procrastination, on with the work
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Saturday, July 09, 2005
Last night I proposed to my girl Robin Morgan. Not being the smoothest guy in the world, I handed her the ring and asked "Well, yes or no?" She said yes and then we took this happy picture in which I look frighteningly like a deranged muppet.
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For the past six months I've been working on photographing a new project that required me to both buy a new camera (Mamiya 7) and to start shooting chrome (for those of you non-photo folks, that's positive film). When I first realized that I would have to buy a new camera, my good friend and fellow artist Matt Sieber lent me his Mamiya 7 to see if I liked how it felt. This was a picture that I took on my first day out and I'm dedicating it to Brian Ulrich as he is a politically minded fellow. I like the picture and if you like it too, it can be yours for $23,002.
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Wednesday, July 06, 2005
Feeling Fucked
My friend Matt is always feeling fucked . . . lately I've been feeling the same. Just remember what Hulk Hogan always said, "Say your prayers and eat your vitamins"
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Fonterra Brands Takanini hosts senior school students for a site visit
Date: 11 Aug 2017
Students and teacher from Saint Kentigern College
In August, Fonterra Brands Takanini hosted site visits by senior students and teachers from Rosehill College, Alfriston College and Saint Kentigern College, to give them an insight into science, technology and engineering careers in the food processing industry. NZIFST, Massey University and Futureintech helped the company with organisation and resources.
The visitors met team members with science, technology and engineering backgrounds, including a Nutritionist, Sensory Scientist, Mechatronics Engineer, Chemical Engineer and Food Technologists, two of whom are Futureintech Ambassadors. Each outlined their journey through secondary school and university, to their current career choice. The Operations Manager and NPD Innovation Manager give brief presentations about the career choices (lots!) within Fonterra manufacturing sites.
The visitors toured the viewing galleries of both the Beverages and Foods Plants, and were blown away by how large and automated everything was. They sampled a range of products that are produced on site - milk, flavoured milks, UHT, yoghurts and custard, and then finished with a sample of Tip Top Ice-cream from the other Fonterra Brands plant in Auckland.
The visitors said that they loved getting to see a real processing facility; a lot of businesses no longer host site visits for school students. Their Fonterra hosts were delighted to hear that several students are seriously considering a career in the food processing industry. They are keen to organise more school visits next year.
Report by Jenny Dee.
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I've just read this article that got flagged up on a google + group about Board Games. Apparently board games, especially the kind I like to play (i.e. not monopoly) are not getting increasingly popular. This may explain why I struggle to find so many of them in the shops. I do like playing board games and I can even go and play them in a pub in town.
But this begs the question, if board games are getting more popular, am I getting more mainstream?
For most of my life I have been a gamer of one sort or another, a sci-fi fan, a Star Wars fanatic and just a bit too nerdy for people to take me seriously. Over the course of the last decade though things have started to change. The sort of shops that I frequent (comic books, games, miniatures, models, and the like) used to be full of geeky, bespectacled nerds. Whilst there are still a lot of us about (I lost my beard) they are no longer the only group. There are even girls and more normal people to be found here.
Possibly it's games like Pokemon that have brought more people into the fold in more recent years at least although MTG has obviously had a big effect, The fact that games are more common on the high street has also helped. In my town there is a Games Workshop, Waterstones, my FLGS Netherworld and even Graigner Games (which traditionally sells console games). It's a fairly big town but none of these shops depend on their entire living on games (other than GW). This is odd because most of the towns of a similar size do have a shop that sells a much wider range of games than is available here.
Most of the stuff I play is still pretty much for geeks. If I was on a date, it would not be the sort of stuff I would lead with, It would be a fifth date conversation at least. Nor is it the kind of thing I would generally let work know about. I don't use my real name on here for fear of potential employers googling me. Many of my friends are a lot more open about their gaming activities but then they work in computers and I have spent most of my working life in Local Authorities. Whilst it's not the most mainstream of hobbies it is not thought of as badly as it once was. It's still not so mainstream. So I guess that whilst the world of geekdom is going more mainstream, I am not.


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Tuesday, March 29, 2011
For a New Independence
But back to those "independents:" they came off as worst of the three contenders in 10 categories; best in only one (continental drift, by only half a point). A number of commentators have remarked on how this just goes to show that independents are the least connected, the least involved, the least, well, informed of any.
Which scratches a particular scab with me. A few months ago, for my sins I found myself getting voire dired by the Palookaville DA to determine my fitness to serve on the jury in a gruesome and high-visibility criminal case. He was having some trouble. "So, you don't count yourself as a liberal, then."--"Not exactly." "But not a conservative?" --"No, not that either." "Well, I guess you are a sort of an independent, then."
What I hope I said then--but I can't exactly remember--was: look, I just don't think it is a very helpful focus of inquiry. I'd concede that my views don't seem to track particularly well on a standard scale. But "independents" very often are the disconnected and the uninvolved. I think of myself as deeply connected and involved. It's just that I don't track very well.
Thing is, I think there are a lot of us--independents who are not disconnected. Maybe not as many as the other kind but among, e.g.,, blog readers and writers, maybe more. Some may be apostate Republicans who remember life before the prescription drug benefit. Some may be apostate Democrats who are revolted at the growing police state, or the metastasis of crony capitalism. Some may--well, they may be a lot of things, but they aren't "independent" in the conventional sense. Like I tried to tell the prosecutor.
Footnote: As you might guess, he struck me. But more interesting to me at least--I've been voire dired a dozen times over the last 20 years, never sat on a jury. Must be those lunches of onions and sour milk I tank up on before submitting to questioning, just like I used to do for Army inspections.
Another footnote: Would I have aced the science test? I doubt it, but I won't go into detail.
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Don't worry. The science test didn't ace the science test. "Electrons are smaller than atoms" is not really true. Atoms are heavy enough to be classical objects, so they have a fairly well-defined radius. Electrons are quantum mechanical objects, so they have a spatial probability distribution, not a radius. The median radius of the spatial probability distribution of an electron in a hydrogen atom far exceeds the radius of the proton.
As far as the "Republicans know more science than Democrats", I'm surprised that the distinction is so small. The Republicans have been so successful in their culture war that we often forget that the political spectrum is bimodal with respect to education, with Democrats owning the top and bottom, and Republicans owning the "some college" and "college" groups. The poll didn't ask any difficult science questions. Since there aren't all that many MDs, JDs, and PhDs, you would expect the Republicans to do better in an educational filter that cuts off people below high school graduate level.
We don't know jack about this survey until we know how the social-economic factors were controlled for. If it had good design then we could draw some conclusions. If not, it is just a feel good study for teatardrethuglicans.


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Then social media actually let me know what everyone was thinking.
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Lollipop Chainsaw May Receive PlayStation Move Support
Grasshopper has said the developer aren't ruling out PlayStation Move support for Lollipop Chainsaw.
CEO Suda51 told the PlayStation Blog that instead of implementing support for the motion sensor peripheral with the title, they instead decided to focus on predominately building the game.
Of course, it was something we thought about, but for the moment we decided to concentrate more on the game. So, not right now but we aren't ruling it out.
He also commented on the enjoyment of deciding the trophy list for the game:
I'd say it's one of the most enjoyable parts of building the game. As we incorporate a certain feature, we'll think, "This would make a great trophy to reward people with". Again, ideas for trophies come from the whole team. We design them so that they make you feel good.
Lollipop Chainsaw releases on Tuesday in North America and Friday throughout Europe.


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Wait. Wrong chase.
This afternoon, I ran a 10K and not only did I PR the heck out of that shtuff but I set my first post-baby PR.
Booyah! Official finish time: 52:40.2. PR's aren't pretty but they sure are beautiful.
The JP Jones Just Plain 10K is the final points race for the Fort Wayne Track Club, and it lives up to its name as just a plain 10K. The course is (nearly) three loops of my neighborhood park, with a single, unadvertised aid station and no awards. And for a hefty entry fee of $3 for track club members, you got hot soup, homemade cookies and a honey bear.
Mark and I have been planning to run this race for sometime as a way to keep us motivated during the holidays and as the weather cooled. Mark had initially wanted to run the heck out of the race but had stubbed and badly bruised his fourth toe earlier in the week. He so chivalrously decided to pace me to a PR. Except I wasn't so sure I could PR. I had looked it up, and the last (and fastest) 10K I did was 53:06 (8:36 pace) on Thanksgiving 2010 when I was seven weeks pregnant. I feel like I don't have the base I used to and I'm not doing speedwork consistently so I hoped to finish in under 55.
As the course was three loops, my goal was to go out at a respectable pace and bring it in each loop so that I could finish strong and happy. Yeah. About that. Let's just say those first two miles were the fastest, and the fifth was more than 30 seconds slower.
Loop 1: We started out at a quick pace after cresting the hill and were moving along at what I thought was a comfortably hard tempo pace. The first mile flew by as we passed a number of people, including a spirited woman who wore jingle bells on her shoes. The second mile was even quicker but I knew that we/Mark/I was holding a pace that was no longer comfortably hard. It was just hard.
Loop 2: I knew this was going to be the hardest of the loops. The crowd had thinned out and though the sun was beginning to peak out, the wind was once again at our face. I heard footsteps behind us, and it turned out to be a fellow fitness instructor, who had also taught this morning. We chatted for a minute or so as she admitted to drafting off Mark, and she continued on strong. Once we turned toward the west side of the golf course and the sun shone in full glory, Mark and I both realized that we had dressed too warmly. In an impressive move, Mark managed to remove his middle layer (of 3) mid-stride.
Loop 3: Mark made a stop at the car, which was parked 10 or 20 feet from the course, to drop off his sweater and my phone. And then he decided to drop me. Not in a mean way, I promise. I had given him the option during the second loop to move on as my pace began to slow. The fifth mile, for which I was alone about 2/3, I decided to conserve and slow down. I wanted to be able to push at the end and not have my Subway lunch revisit me. It felt dreadful. Not just going slow but running. I was reaching the point that inevitably comes in any race or hard effort where you just want to say fig it and jog lightly when I was faced with a steep hill coming up from the river to the main trail. I powered up and, as I sighed with relief at the top, I heard someone behind me. I decided that it was time to push and hold off the guy for as long as I could. I checked my watch and with some poorly calculated math, I realized a PR was possible and it gave me even more energy to hold on.
My motivator eventually passed me in the last third of a mile, maybe, just as the finish line was in sight. I kept going and soon began to hear the chants of "Kim" from my gracious husband. The red, glaring numbers on the clock began with a 52. All I had to do was gun it and I would be a PR queen.
I nearly puked at the finish - goodness, I'm classy - and I had to walk a bit before I could think of water much less any of the delicious treats they had. And, yes, I had a cookie. Healthy Holiday Challenge be damned. I needed something and I couldn't stomach hot vegetable soup just yet.
By the way, my lovely husband finished with a 49-something - meaning he dropped a full minute per mile off his pace that last loop. And that's with running 3 miles a few times week. He's incredible. In the I want to kick you in the throat sort of way.
Because he placed eighth in his age group and I earned second. Boo-friggin-yah.


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It's been a while since I last played a Star League game but I decided to catch up today. Last time, I played the first game of Star Cup 3, which the Antarens won. Today, I finished off the series.
Game 2 - Antarens @ Hydrans
The game began with the Antarens controlling the ball, but the stiff Hydran defense prevented any shots. The Hydran coach got impatient and ordered his players to press forward. This strategy backfired as the Antarens were able to clear the ball, rush forward, and score. Antarens 1-0 at half.
In the second half, the Hydran coach switched to a balanced attack but then tried to crush the Antaren's best player. This maneuver drew a penalty, but the goalie was able to block the shot to keep the Hydrans in the game. A little while later, the Hydrans were able to feed the ball to their striker who rifled the ball into the net. Tie game!
Overtime was looming when the Hydrans were able to scoop up a loose ball. They maneuvered down the court. Time was running out when they shot and scored. A dramatic 2-1 victory for the Hydrans!
Game 3 - Hydrans @ Antarens
The Star Cup returned to the Antaren's court for the finale. In the middle of the first half, the Antaren coach unleashed his striker, who was able to slip one by the opposing goalie. From then on, the Antarens played very conservatively. The Hydrans were able to maintain possession but they had trouble getting into scoring position. Late in the second half, they had an opening. The Antaren goalie dove for the ball - save! After that, the Hydrans failed to mount a serious threat and time wound down for a 1-0 Antaren victory.
Season 3 Champs - Antarens!
Note on Season 4 - I set up the season 4 and began playing week 1 using the automated program. I will be playing one of the teams, but we'll save that for a later update.


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Published by Dilip D'Souza at 11:09 am under Paradip, Regarding Nandigram 2007
Many of us have been watching the developing situation in Paradip, Orissa, alarmed that it has worrying parallels to Nandigram. Here is a letter that has just been sent to the Chief Minister of Orissa, Naveen Patnaik, signed by several people.
Open Letter to Chief Minister, Orissa
Dear Navneen Patnaik ji,
We, the concerned citizens, representatives of people's movements, and organisations from Mumbai, bring to your notice the violence and terror in the Paradeep region of Orissa in order to aquire land for POSCO without the consent of large number of people in the area.
News reports and reporting from individuals from Orissa on the developments related to the handing over of land to POSCO of S. Korea, indicates that there is a scenario developing a way similar to Nandigram. The conflict between the factions of the farmers and fisher folk in the Paradeep region seems to be facilitated by vested interests, including few belonging to State administration. This news brings to the fore, once again, a politic that is submissive to the corporate powers who are waiting to vacate the land and habitats at the cost of people and their livelihoods..
We strongly condemn the brutal and heinous attack on the peaceful protest by POSCO Pratirodh Sangram Samiti at Jagatsingpur in Orissa on Thursday, November 29th in which at least 17 people were injured when supporters of a local MLA, armed with lethal weapons and crude bombs attacked the members of anti-POSCO group near the proposed site for the steel plant. The attackers threw about 6 bombs at the agitators; many were critically injured. The police and the district administration intervened only after the clashes took place.
We are shocked with the attitude and action of the 16 platoons of police force who have cordoned off village Dhinkia where at least 1000 villagers are trapped. We condemn the terror-like scenario created at Jagatsingpur and the violence meted out on the peaceful protesters just to give a red carpet welcome to corporates like POSCO. POSCO has a notorious reputation of marshling police who jailed and beat striking union members – one to death in its home country South Korea . .
We the people's movements, common citizens and non- governmental organisations demand immediate restoration of peace and want you to :
- Intervene and prevent violence in a peaceful manner,
- Initiate a dialogue with people's organizations, even those questioning the project and proposing alternatives
- Stop the terror and violence. Punish the erring police personnel for not preventing the violence leashed upon the peaceful protestors on November 29th.
- Stop POSCO Project and find and an amicable solution keeping in the center the interest of marginalized people: adivasis, fisher people, small farmers specially women and children.
- Without securing the prior informed consent of the people affected by the project – adivasis, fisherfolk, small farmers, women and children, POSCO should not be allowed to set their company on their lands.
Looking forward to your response and a positive action towards safeguarding people's right to life and livelihoods.
Yours Sincerely,
1. Simpreet Singh, Ghar Banao Ghar Bachao Andolan & NAPM
2. Sandhya Gokhle, Forum Against Opression of Women
3. Sanjay M.G., National Alliance of People's Movements
4. Ulka Mahajan, Sarvhara Jan Andolan
5. Deepika D'souza, Human Rights Law Network
6. P. Jehangir, Narmada Bachao Andolan
7. Sushobhan Dhar, Radical Politics
8 Sukla Sen, EKTA (Committee for Communal Amity)
9 Kishan Garodia, Sadbhawana Sangh
10 Harsh, Combat Law
11 Sheikh Hussain, Rashtriya Yuva Sanghatan
12 Nandita Shah, Akshara
13 Sunanda kalushte, Maharashtra Sarvodya Mandal
14 Mohan Chauhan, Shahar Vikas Manch
15 Daniel Mazgoankar, Mumbai Sarvodya Friendship Centre
16 Jagdish khairalia, Asuraksit Majdoor karagar Union
17 P.K. Das, Niwara Hakk
18 Jalindhar Adsule, Awas Adhikar Sanyukt Kruti Samiti
19 Datta Iswalkar, Girini Kamgar Sangharsh Samiti
20 N.D,. Koli, National Fish Workers Forum
21. Sachin, Suvarna, Shabnam, Dhanu, Jyoti, Chanda, Jayashree, Kashipur Solidarity Group Mumbai
22 Anand Patwardhan, Film Maker
23 Mukta srivastava, National Alliance of People's Movements


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text: Although people here love the dimsum yumcha, I want to tell you about this great dinner I just had at 888 in Rosemead. There were two of us. I had the black bone chicken soup for one (it's under the double-boiled heading in the menu) and my friend had a turtle meat soup. Both are slow-cooked for hours with tons of medicinal herbs (astragalus, ginseng, etc) and you eat it all. Then we had the steamed live-shrimp, they split it and we had it with the garlic paste. Neither too exotic was the rock cod with yellow leeks/chinese chives (Jiu-tsai). But the breast of pigeon with two kinds of mushroom and asparagus was lovely, it's off the winter menu insert. If you or someone you're with can read Chinese, there's tons on the insert menu that's interesting and great - mostly soups and stews but some other dishes as well.


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As mentioned earlier, today we travelled to Canberra's War Memorial to witness our country's tribute to fallen soldiers from World War 1 on this Remembrance Day 2015.
The morning was cold and a little threatening with grey clouds above but regardless, a group of 10 of us walked into the centre of the city to catch a bus to The Memorial in time to obtain a good posse for the ceremony.
We arrived in plenty of time for the service but alas it started to drizzle just after we got there, and, as we were not ticket holders, had to stand just outside the barriers as we had no allocated seating.
Approximately 5 minutes before the start, the barriers were opened and we could grab a seat if we wanted but Murray and I decided to stay where we were as we had an excellent view of where the dignitaries were to be seated from where we were standing.
We watched as 'important' people were ushered in... The Prime Minister, his wife, the leader of the opposition, Sir Peter Cosgrove, Govenor General and his wife, Tony Abbott and then in a sleek black car arrived HRH Prince Charles and his beloved wife HRH Camilla.
By then the skies had well and truly opened and umbrellas were the order of the day so, as we stood and watched whilst slowly getting wetter and wetter, the service began.
1100 hrs. brought the obligatory minutes silence. Funny how the discussion of war, the musical notes of 'The Last Post' and the uttering of 'The Ode' always bring me to tears as I think of my father and his father, my uncles who also fought and those innocents who died not knowing why they were in a war far from home as it turned out.
Such an emotional remembrance, despite the lousy weather had people stand in silence for that minute with no distractions to bother us apart from a plane that flew overhead.
All too soon, the service was completed and we dispersed in the rain, pondering how to return to the familiar streets of the university.
We trudged in rain soaked streets away from the War Memorial until we found a bus that would take us back to the heart of the city.
From there it was lunch at the Pancake Parlour which was surprisingly tasty and comforting for our cold bodies.


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Manheim Central holds off the Warriors
By: BRUCE MORGAN Record Express Sports Editor, Staff Writer
To say that the early-season schedule for the Warwick boys volleyball team has been a challenging one would be an understatement.
Last week, the Warriors faced the State Triple-A third-ranked team in Hempfield and suffered a 3-0 loss.
Then this past Tuesday, they were back on the court against the State Double-A fifth-ranked team in Manheim Central. The Warriors ended up suffering a 3-0 loss (25-20, 27-25, 26-24) to Josiah Hershberger and the Barons, but only a combined eight points separated the two teams.
"The boys are right there," Warwick coach Nate Gajecki said. "Even though we're losing games 3-0, the funny thing about volleyball is … games two and three, if you change one of those plays, instead of them getting the point and us getting the point, we end up winning those games."
Hershberger was a big reason that the Barons (2-0 Section Two, 3-0 overall) prevailed in the end. The senior middle hitter recorded a match-high 26 kills and seven blocks to lead the way.
"Both teams played at a pretty high level," Central coach Craig Dietrich said. "Warwick played great defense all night. I think really the difference for us was Josiah really played at a high level tonight. He had 26 kills … That's eight kills a game, so they really couldn't slow him down a whole lot."
"They've got one of the best players in the state with Josiah Hershberger," Gajecki said.
In the first game, Manheim Central was able to put together a couple of nice runs while getting out to the lead and the Barons eventually held on for the five-point win to grab the inside track.
"The difference between the first game and the last two games was we got Warwick a little bit more out of their offense in the first game," Dietrich said. "They didn't start with a good pass, so they were limited with their hitting options and we were able to kinda capitalize on that."
The Warriors, though, tightened things up in the next game and, in fact, jumped out to an early advantage. Senior Colby Weit registered a team-best 10 kills and tied with Gavin Schaffer with two blocks apiece. Wyatt Wingenroth led with two aces.
"I thought we executed a lot better," Gajecki said. "We got out on early leads, so when they did go on their short little runs there, that only put us down two or three points rather than five or six points. Then we were able to battle back and make some plays."
Dietrich credited Warwick's defense for making things tough on an experienced front line for the Barons.
"I was impressed with the level that Warwick played at," Dietrich said. "It took four or five chances sometimes in a rally until we got to put a ball away, which was a credit to their defense but also good patience to our offense to not try to overthink it or try to look for something that wasn't there."
There were a number of lead changes and tie scores throughout the game before Hershberger finally clinched the Barons' 27-25 game-two win with a kill.
Still, with the Warriors down 2-0, they didn't go quietly and again claimed an early edge in the third. But the Barons played some stingy defense of their own, as Shawn Sauder ended up with 14 digs, and Central eventually prevailed 26-24 in another close battle. Brayden Fahnestock chipped in with eight kills and Robbie Lawyer handed out 41 assists.
"We had the match-ups that we wanted," Gajecki said. "(Central) just kinda made some hustle plays toward the end and that was the difference in the match … It was good quality volleyball, and right now, (Craig)'s got the better team. I would like to play him later in the year — hopefully maybe for a League championship. But we've both got pretty good teams. His kids just got the better of us tonight."
Last Thursday, Warwick earned its first win of the season, defeating Manheim Township 3-0 (25-10, 25-16, 25-13) in a Section One match. Kurt Maysilles led the team with 11 kills and three blocks, while Schaffer added three blocks and one ace. Jon Gonzales and Zach Gingrich also had an ace.
Manheim Central was on the winning side in a Section Two match against Garden Spot, getting three blocks from Hershberger and two aces by Lawyer in a 25-15, 25-14, 25-12 decision over the Spartans. More VOLLEYBALL, page B-6
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April 09, 2009
Taliban Webhosts in US: Jawa Hits Front Page of WaPo
Bonus: PWN the Taliban
Info on Taliban websites currently hosted in US and what you can do about it near end of post.
Update but Howie: The Toora Bora site's DNS record has been pulled by Websouls. The site was hosted on The Planet. But we'll take a DNS record over hosting any day.
http://Toorabora.com = [ ]
Still two main sites remaining and we've dug up yet more we'll get to at a later date.
Sort of. Thanks Washington Post for noticing the ongoing problem of U.S. based webservers hosting terrorist websites, but don't you think you could have mentioned us by name rather than calling us a blogger? And you don't know how to link?
Two can play at that game.
A paper:
On March 25, a Taliban Web site claiming to be the voice of the "Islamic Emirate of Afghanistan" boasted of a deadly new attack on coalition forces in that country. Four soldiers were killed in an ambush, the site claimed, and the "mujahideen took the weapons and ammunition as booty."A paper is referring to this post: Official Taliban Websites
Most remarkable about the message was how it was delivered. The words were the Taliban's, but they were flashed around the globe by an American-owned firm located in a leafy corner of downtown Houston.
The Texas company, a Web-hosting outfit called ThePlanet, says it simply rented cyberspace to the group and had no clue about its Taliban connections. For more than a year, the militant group used the site to rally its followers and keep a running tally of suicide bombings, rocket attacks and raids against U.S. and allied troops. The cost of the service: roughly $70 a month, payable by credit card.
The Taliban's account was pulled last week when a blogger noticed the connection and called attention to it.
FYI: We knew about the website the whole time. And it wasn't hosted at The Planet for a year, only for the past few months.
We had our reasons.
More from a paper:
"You can learn a lot from the enemy by watching them chat online," said Martin Libicki, a senior policy analyst at the Rand Corp., a nonprofit research organization. Libicki said the bloggers rarely spill secrets, and most are "probably using this more for public affairs rather than recruitment."Which is true, but the websites cited in the article don't have a chat function. Which makes them solely propaganda outlets and means the value of the intel coming from those websites is much lower.
"Public affairs," in many cases, means blatantly anti-Western invective and propaganda.
The more interactive a website the more intel can be gleaned from it.
They then name the website which we helped take down a couple of weeks ago, but the author noticed a website that wasn't on my radar screen:
Another Taliban Web site, http://Toorabora.com, continues to operate, using the services of Free Web Town, a user-friendly template service run by Atlanta-based Tulix Systems. The group's site features regular updates about purported attacks on U.S.-led coalition forces and occasional interviews with Taliban leaders and commanders in English and the regional languages of Dari and Pashto.Um, wrong. Toorabora.com is not hosted by Free Web Town.
In fact Tulix, the Atlanta based company which owns Free Web Town, is the most responsive host to complaints about terror websites. ThePlanet is one of the slowest.
But Toorabora.com is actually hosted by which one?
=220.127.116.11 = ThePlanet.com Internet Services Inc.
Houston, TX
(Update: The Toora Bora site has lost DNS so who hosts it is kinda irrelevant now. You can complain to The Planet about the other two sites left on this post.)
More from a paper:
The site is associated with a Taliban group known as the Tora Bora Front...Uh, okay. The basic template of the website was taken directly from The Voice of Jihad, run by Adil Watanmal. So, there is a very good chance this website is run by Adil, too. I mean, the two are almost identical.
Except that the "reports" come from "Qari Sajjad" rather than "Qari Yousef Muhammad" or "Zabihullah Mujahid".
A paper:
Yvonne Donaldson, spokeswoman for ThePlanet, said the firm cannot afford to monitor every site and instead reacts to complaints, as it did in the case of alemarrah1.com. "If the complaint is credible, we notify the authorities," she said.It's good to know that The Planet actually hears our complaints. As the article mentions, they are the largest webhost service in the U.S. In the past we've just assumed that they ignore us.
A paper ends with this:
Or sometimes even sooner. The Taliban's alemarrah1 site, which disappeared from its old location Friday, appeared again on Tuesday under a slightly altered name.I know. I sat on the new website for a few days before letting Garduneh Mehr know about the Taliban's new official website. Since he's a longtime reader and Canadian I thought I'd give him first shot at putting the Canadian web company involved.
When the website didn't come down, I sent out my own complaints to the New York based webhost. As of this writing, The Voice of Jihad, the official propaganda outlet for "The Islamic Emirate of Afghanistan" -- what the Taliban call their shadow government -- is still up.
Below you'll find relevant e-mail and phone numbers to file complaints. At the end of this post is a sample letter. Keep in mind, as the article from a paper mentions, most webhosts use automatic registration systems which means they are usually unaware who is using their servers.
This does not excuse them for breaking the law, it just means that they are usually unwitting accomplices.
Oh, and thanks to our moral betters at the WaPo for not bothering to try to contact me about the story. You guys are really awesome and way more qualified to break important stories like this than we lowly bloggers.
After all, you went to journalism school and all I am is a blogger with a PhD.
UPDATE: When did Fox News start shilling for The Washington Post?
Update II by Howie: Two Taliban websites that were actually on Free Web Town have been
removed PWN3D!.
They were:
Free Web Town removed them in a matter of hours, heh much faster than The Planet performs on these issues. We've been meaning to go get them and today brought a good opportunity.
Thanks to Tom.
Here's the contact info for the providers of the remaining Taliban websites .
The Voice of Jihad = http://alemarah1.org/ and http://www.shahamat.org/
Webhost (where the physical server is) = 184.108.40.206 = Peer 1 Network Inc, New York, NY
Peer 1 appears to be owned by a Canadian company canadianwebhosting.com. This company is also the DNS provider, which points browsers to the Taliban's website. No DNS, no readers.
iDIGITAL Internet Inc.
829 - 6081 No 3 Road
Richmond, BC V6Y2B2
Toora Bora offshott of Taliban:
Toorabora.com =184.108.40.206 = ThePlanet.com Internet Services Inc.
Houston, TX
Update: The Toorabora.com site has been PWNED. Websouls pulled their DNS record. The site was hosted on The Planet who has not removed the other two. But we'll take a DNS record any day.
http://Toorabora.com = [ ]
There are more companies involved, such as Tucows who registered them and privacypost which helps mask the identities of the Taliban, but I don't have nay more time to work on this post. Feel free to leave additional contact information in comments.
Here's the sample letter of complaint:
You are the host of record for shahamat.org & alemarah1.org (= 184.108.40.206 = Peer 1 Network Inc.).
This is the OFFICIAL Website of the Islamic Emirate of Afghanistan (better known as the Afghan Taliban).
See English language page for evidence: http://alemarah1.org/english/
Providing business services, even free ones, to the Taliban violates the International Emergency Economic Powers Act (IEEPA) in the US. Each IEEPA violation of carries a fine of up to $250,000.
Providing business services to the Taliban also violates the Charter of the United Nations (Anti-terrorism Persons and Entities) List, under United Nations Security Council Resolution 1373 of which Canada & the US have recognized as a legally binding resolution.
It also violates UN Security Council adopted Resolution 1267, of which Canada & the US recognize as binding law. "Asset holders are under an obligation to freeze the assets or economic resources of persons involved in terrorism as listed in the Consolidated List", of which the Taliban are listed.
In addition, the website contains fraudulent registry data.
Please remove it without further delay!


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This weekend is just going to be nuts, and it starts tomorrow. When the school swim season ended, Mike started swimming for the Dolphin team down in E'town. Tomorrow afternoon he and I are driving over to Owensboro for the first session of a 3-day meet (he's going for just 2 days). Owensboro is an hour and a half from here and in Central time, so we will probably be late getting home. He's going to be beat after swimming the 200-yard IM and the 500-yard freestyle!
Saturday morning, Fred and Mike are heading up to Louisville at the crack of dawn for the 5K run that is the first race of the Louisville Triple Crown of Running (10K and 10-mile races to follow later in March). After the run, they will zip home and shower and then we will all set out together to go back up to Louisville.
Saturday is Annabelle's last day of Broadway Bootcamp, and we will get to go to her open rehearsal at the end of the afternoon. While she is in class though, we will take Mike to get his hair cut and to pick up his new team suit.
Sunday morning we'll be up again before the sun to all head back over to Owensboro for the third day of the swim competition. Mike is doing 4 events on Sunday: 200-yard freestyle; 100-yard backstroke; 200-yard breaststroke; 50-yard freestyle.
I never thought I'd say this, but I can't wait until Monday so that I can get some rest!
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Jan 20, 2011
Future of Employment is not Employment
There have been some different things that have been running through my head. First there was this post triggered by JP and Debu's blogs. In addition there was a conversation I had with my friend Jayanth, and then there was Dub's post on employee engagement and maybe it's just economics - and some other conversations with traditional HR folks and what they expect from employees.
So here's my conclusion: employment as we know it - is broken.
The employer-employee psychological contract is coming apart and we all pretend that it's not an issue.
People are loyal to various other factors that the "employment brand" connotes. The increasing consumerisation of society has meant people want to work for firms that are considered "cool" right now. It was Microsoft some eons back, Google then, Apple now, and who knows that then.
Some people are loyal to their profession. When I was a HR Manager in a professional service firm - which did SAP consulting projects - it was pretty evident that if you hired a SD MM specialist and didn't have a project for him for a couple of months he would up and leave - irrespective of the fact that you had a great "employment brand". He wouldn't think of changing his skills as long as there was a market for it.
Some people are loyal to their bosses/ mentors - and follow them to whichever firm they go.
There is research that now more and more people want their brands and their workplace to be part of something larger than just being a market leader.
And sometimes they just want to be connected more to people.
Sure there are various kinds of industries employing various kinds of people - and there will be many people just getting by. Working for a paycheck. Waiting for the clock to strike the shift time - and to get out.
Those people are not going to be the one who're going to give you great ideas and make your firm more competitive.
So if you want to hire the best for the roles you have maybe you have to tear up that organogram and job description and how you want them to work. You have to tear up your performance management system. Get rid of that industrial era mindset to "work"
Because in the Organization 2.0 employment will not be anything like the employment that we know.
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Hey pretties!
I FINALLY uploaded my first video on Youtube this morning! :)
I decided to do the Sweater Weather Tag. :)
Please bear with me if I seem a bit awkward, talking to a camera takes some getting used to!
I would really appreciate if you would take the time to check it out and let me know what you think, as well as any ideas for future videos that you may have!
You can watch my video Here :)
Thank you for watching, and I hope you all have a wonderful Sunday! :)
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One of the big life changes I've been working with in 2017 is the pursuit of my creative aspirations. I have always been a person who leans more towards a life of making things. When I work my way backwards through memories there is never a time when I didn't want to be a writer. I've also, in turns, sewn, made cakes, done photography, made jewelry, and other things. I'm an artist. I'm a creator. I'm not quite clear on how I got away from that path, but I suspect it had something to do with the idea of making a steady and reliable income. Now that I'm a mom, however, I find myself looking for ways to be more honest with myself about who I am and for ways to spend more time with my son, less working for other people. To that end I've been branching out. I'm freelancing with makeup artistry again. I'm sewing and upcycling. I'm creating. I'm doing.
Saturday evening I had the chance to do makeup for two boudoir sessions that my friend (and photographer) Becky was doing. Becky has this beautiful studio in a live/work loft in the River Market neighborhood of the city. Historic building, massive windows, beautiful, unfinished vibe. Getting there requires me to drive from my bland little suburb through the city and into downtown, seeing all the gritty, beautiful pockets inbetween. I arrived at the studio too late to park my car and walk to my favorite coffee shop just up the block so I went straight in, set up, and did my thing. Doing the actual makeup, especially on the first session, was absolutely amazing. It reminded me of why I do makeup. But after, walking out into the night's chill and loading up my minivan to head back to my little beige suburb, I felt this overwhelming sense of sorrow. By the time I left the city that sorrow had deepened into the sharp bludgeoning of regret.
Regret is generally regarded as a negative emotion. I've seen it defined as a verb meaning to feel sad, repentant, or disappointed over (something that has happened or been done, especially a loss or missed opportunity). Wikipedia directly defines it as being a negative conscious and emotional reaction to personal past acts and behaviors. But is regret always a bad thing? Is that lost and drowning feeling always a negative thing? True, when I finally got home and unloaded my car I felt completely wiped out. I was exhausted beyond what I am normally and I felt pretty down on myself. But even as I lay curled up on my couch I also felt that regret shaping my next moves. Yes, I am unhappy that I packed my camera away when I moved to Kansas City and that I didn't look more carefully when I found a place to live. Fresh from college me would have done so well living in the River Market and exploring my camera in the new environment. I would be in a far different place right now, but would that place have my sweet baby boy in it? Would I have honed my skill in which I look at a person and can correctly guess their foundation color? And even beyond the question of what would I have lost, I don't know that the way I saw the world then was the right place to be. Now when I sit in the light of Becky's studio I can see the possibility, not just the plan.
For me, that pain of regret isn't one of loss. It's one of opening up. That regret is making me want even more to reach my goals. To dig in deep. To create. To be. My regret is making me better at who I want to become. It's not, finally, about what could have been. It's about what is meant to be. I don't want to avoid regret. I want to live fully and solidly with mine and let it set me on fire.


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arghhh... still 11th. i jumped to 6th for about a second the other day, but i guess it didn't stick.i haven't ever played in a league like this one before, so i am not entirely sure of the strategy. mostly it seems if you don't draft well, you are screwed.
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A friend of mine posted about an incident the other night that brought to my mind the few people I know whose lives are lived by compassion for others. Heather teaches cooking classes, and the other night when she had a small class, an older man on a cane wandered in. They tried to welcome him and make him comfortable, but when she looked in his eyes she saw only blankness. There was no way to reach the man, the soul inside that body. It turned out the man's daughter was shopping, and he wandered away from her. Heather said that blank expression brought tears to her eyes, and she could barely hold herself together to finish the class.
She's like that. Right now, she's collecting school supplies for a program called Communities in Schools which provides basic backpacks and supplies to needy children. She's been known to take a homeless person under her wing, and she says one of the jobs that made her happiest was working in the kitchen of a homeless shelter. We talked about her outreach, and she said, "I see people and faces. A car could crash in front of your house, and I wouldn't notice, but I see people."
I have a firm faith that most people are kind, generous and caring, even though tensions in our country seem to have brought out the worst is many of our fellow citizens. But there are many more good people than angry, bitter, defensive, and un pleasant—or prejudiced. I see that daily as I shop and go to restaurants on my walker. People hold doors for me, ask if I need extra assistance, go out of their way to make sure I'm okay. Still people like Heather, for whom compassion is the ruling operative in their lives, are few and far between. They have my undying admiration. I think it's a quality that is inborn, not learned, but I suspect we all can cultivate it. I'm trying.
Heather is also my cooking buddy. She's line cook at one of the major museums in town, one with an elegant restaurant. She brought me lunch today—a wonderful green salad with blue cheese and figs, deviled eggs with a flip of smoked salmon on each, and a blueberry/strawberry scone. Delicious, and pretty, as you can see above. She confirmed my suspicions about how to use the mandolin I was given, taught me how to change temperature and time on my toaster oven, and suggested ways I could fix a couple of recipes I had trouble with. Plus, we had fun.


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Monday, 6 December 2010
Labour's poll lead
Foot's assumption of the Labour leadership in November 1980 immediately pushed Labour ahead in the opinion polls, and, as the prospect of the extent of the cuts necessary to rebalance the economy became clear, Labours lead went into double figures, giving Foot real hope of an election victory before 1984.
Of course, 'events' were to intervene.
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As I recall, people trusted Foot, unusually for a politician, to tell the truth. We were happy with his honesty and incisive mind & wit until the election loomed. Then all the left-wing rhetoric was no longer so attractive, as the prospect of electing Foot actually to lead the country frightened people, who abandoned Labour.
- 6 December 2010 at 19:57
As for Mildred - he may provide a dose of purgative for Labour, but they really need to regroup and provide a robust opposition. He is so obviously the wrong man for the job that I cannot believe he will be leading Labour for long.
- 6 December 2010 at 20:01
Well at least Foot had a British face. Millipede looks all slimy and... slithery and ... well, millipedey.
- 7 December 2010 at 13:12
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No don't worry I'm not advocating giving Mr B vinegar to drink. I'm actually talking about our homemade and safe surface cleaner.
We have one of those Ikea high chairs, you know the one everyone else has that is bright white and pretty easy to clean. But since we have been doing BLW and it's impossible to give Mr B a bowl or plate of any sort I really hated the idea of using the store bought surface sprays to keep his chair clean. So instead I use the simple recipe below and a cleaned out old surface spray bottle, vinegar and water and what success. Keeps his high chair so clean I now use it on every surface in our house.
(We use this one for his high chair and I use straight vinegar for really stubborn stains)
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Mix it all together in a 500ml (told you it was easy)! Let us know if you have another safe mixture you use.


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The credits started rolling one minute ago, I am weeping, and had to sit at my computer with thoughts crashing like waves in my head. The movie- McFarland USA. Poignant. Beautiful. True. Every child in the world should see it. The whole time I am trying to figure out how to translate it to Creole for the kids in Haiti.
I won't even tell you the story line because I know you will sit down as a family and watch it but here is why the tears will not stop flowing….
People do it everyday- those who did not have lunches packed each day with a chilled, bottled water, little bag of Doritos, a fresh apple, and sandwiches with the crust cut off and made into little triangles. Those who never thought they would see graduation from high school because work was a necessity to survive. Those who have never seen a doctor or a dentist but can run a 6 minute mile with ease. Those who work before the sun comes up, go to school, and work until it is dark. They are real people and walk the same soil we do. They are American. They are African. They are Mexican. They are Haitian. And they know what it means to beat the odds. Many of them will do what their parents did and will do it with excellence- farming, taxi driving, raising children, driving a school bus. That is noble and honorable.
But what about the kids who have a Jim White (the coach in the movie) who tells them they can achieve something extraordinary, like go to college on a scholarship? Join the service? Become a teacher and return to the high school they attended and mentor the next generation? What about the parents who sacrifice their children's help to let them go to college and pursue what no one in the family has ever accomplished?
They are the heroes.
The ones who had no one at home to help them with their homework because everyone in the family is illiterate. The ones who don't have a piece of paper and a pencil to write with so they study their math problems by writing with their fingers in the sand. The ones who do not have the right clothes, or shoes, or mode of transportation…..but they don't feel entitled to anything- not the clothes, the shoes or the packed lunch. They are grateful for what they do have. No one is braver than they are .
I know many of these heroes and they are my celebrities…..not Prince whoever having a baby, not the Bachelor, not the Tampa Bay Lightning….
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