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Vol. 1, No. 3
by Tom Paine
Like a lot of this takes place before me and Nosebone got out there to the Anarchist Convention in Portland in the summer of 1994. Maybe you read about the convention in the newspapers, because of the martial law. For me all this time before the convention is kind of like a foggy blur, because before I met Bird out there on the West Coast, I was like tripping six days a week. Before we left Albany for the West Coast I had some serious dreads, and I had just grown this wispy gold thing on my chin, and I used to curl it in my fingers a lot when I was tripping. I don't know, it just felt good in between my thumb and fingers. Maybe because I was like just sixteen and it was the first hair on my face so it was kind of cool and when you're tripping you can get all meditative like these are the first hairs on my face-even if it's not the sort of thing I would've said to Bugeye or Nosebone or any of the other dudes I was skateboarding with in Albany in those days. If Bird was around in those days, I might of said it to her, but she was still in my future.
So anyway, this is the way it all went down. At the time I was living in a big closet in the apartment of this guy Steve, who was one of the dealers I used to work for, and when I wasn't tripping I'd run errands like get pizza. I was way into acid right then, sometimes I'd spend all day alone in the closet. I remember sweating a lot in there, because the apartment was pretty hot. And then one day I like stumbled out of the closet thinking like: water! water! And this Irish dude Ian is suddenly there, and he gets me a glass of water and asks me why I'm sweating in the closet. Common-sense question, but it got me thinking. Maybe it was his accent that made me hear him. Ian told me how he had met this American girl in Amsterdam, and how he got all the last of his money and came over to surprise her. She was like, sorry you came, dude, and he was pretty down about it. He wouldn't stop talking about the girl that dumped him, and I like didn't want to go back in the closet and sweat, so I sat on the sofa and listened to him a lot. Man, he could talk. I told him I personally thought sex was way overrated, it was like no big deal and kind of boring. That was my opinion, although he tried to convince me otherwise. Ian talked so much about this girl I started to miss her myself eventually, which was pretty trippy. One day while Ian and I are talking, Steve the dealer comes storming in and he's all pissed off because the Albany cops have totally cracked down on his business. Steve is like in his twenties, and a big dude, and you pretty much didn't want to be around when he was pissed off. But this day he chilled pretty quick, because he started telling me and Ian about how he was heading to the Anarchist Convention in Portland, and saying we should join him. Ian said he wanted to go as far as Minneapolis, and said he'd pay for the gas that far. Steve said he'd bring two ounces of herb so he could contribute to the cash on hand by selling on the road. I went out on the street and found Nosebone and Bugeye, and we all got stoked about going to the Anarchist Convention, even though we didn't know anything about it. But we were like, anarchist, man, cool.
We were all in this stolen Toyota, me and Nosebone and Bugeye and Steve and the Irish dude Ian. And we were finally out of Albany, and then the car died. We had just got into that little tip of Pennsylvania, and the car was like ca-thunk, ca-thunk, ca-thunk. We rolled into the parking lot of like a Kmart with this dying car and like all my bliss went out the window. But Bugeye, he used to hang out with Harley people. He opens the hood and there I am looking at the car engine like this is a totally weird thing, an engine. I was tripping a little. But Bugeye, he right away yanks out the air filter and holds it up and says we've got to change this, so we are all totally stoked Bugeye has this talent. I mean, he goes in Kmart and gets an air filter and like ten minutes later we're off again, and I'm like looking at Bugeye with like this new respect. Which is weird, because back in Albany I was like generally pretty down on motorheads. So we're back on the road, and this is it, the big road trip. And I'm feeling so pumped up about us heading to the Anarchist Convention and I need some way to express this good feeling. So I paint my nails black and put on black mascara and in a gas station I dye my hair black and I put on this long silk shirt I have that is like a dress. I'm looking like a total freaker, and I'm out of the bathroom maybe two minutes when the cops squeal up and circle me with a couple of cars and their flashing lights on and they're like grilling me. And there are these movie cameras and lights behind them and I'm like what the fuck? And the cops want me to sign a waiver, because this is maybe an episode of like the TV show Cops. And the cops don't find anything to bust me for, so the camera dudes are pretty glum and they like stick the camera in my face and ask if I'm like into devil worship or anything like that and I'm like fuck off, dudes. Because it was a stolen car, the others vacated when the cops first circled me. When they came back for me, I got in the car and we hit the road again and we all smoked some herb. We all agreed we're like into seeking peace, but what to do when America is so fucked that there are these dudes out there hoping you're into devil worship? I mean what are you supposed to do, grow up and join these people? This causes a momentary downer on our trip, but we take some acid, and then are stoked again all the way to Minneapolis. We get to Minneapolis and go to the house of Ian's friend's father, and it turns out the dude is an FBI agent, only he's not home right then and his wife offers us milk and cookies and insists we all come in, but first we all go out in the backyard and there is this little stream and we stand there in the rain and get stoned and consider our options. When we go back to the house there is this dude, this totally square Ronald Reagan-FBI dude, and we know he can smell the herb all over us, and he's like giving us punks the fake smile and the pleased to meet you. But we're in the house, and he doesn't bust us right away, so we think what the hell? We don't tell him we're heading to the Anarchist Convention, and he says we can sleep in the basement. The basement is all mirrored and I am freaked down there like what have we done now? Steve and Nosebone open a bottle of this guy's Wild Turkey they find behind the bar. It's like a hurricane outside, so we're not moving from the basement, and after a while most everyone chills from the Wild Turkey. I don't like to drink as I like the innocent herb more, so I don't drink much of the Wild Turkey. And I keep looking at these mirrors on the walls while everyone sleeps, and I keep thinking they're one-way mirrors, and it is freaking me out. So in the middle of the night I take my clothes and Steve's stash of herb and go sleep in the car. And in the middle of the night Mr. FBI comes down and goes through their stuff. They all woke up, but none of them moved. And like the next morning Steve is seriously pissed at me for like a violation of his privacy in taking the herb, and philosophically he's right and all, but he could of thanked me for saving him from Mr. FBI. What was really surprising about the whole situation was that Nosebone agreed with Steve, that I had like no right to go through the guy's stuff, that I like violated his space. That morning Ian the Irish dude hooks up with some of his people, and we say goodbye to him at the bridge to St. Paul. I tell him I hope he finds another cool girl, but it was the wrong thing to say, as believe it or not he was still seriously down about getting dumped, which surprised me. While we are all standing there at the bridge to St. Paul, Steve sees this cave down below in the bank of the Mississippi River. It's like this natural cave, and we crawl down the bank of the Mississippi to take a look, and it is like definitely way cool. Steve goes into town to get some food and he comes back and we chow and get stoned and watch the Mississippi from the cave and it goes back to raining pretty hard and Nosebone talked a lot about all the outrageous shit that is surely in our future at the Anarchist Convention. Late that night there are these loons going by in the moonlight, just riding the raging Mississippi, and I think, that's me and my life, I'm one of those loons. It sounds corny and all, but at the time Bugeye and I were into it and we made loon calls until we passed out.
When I woke up my feet were wet and Steve is like building a wall of dirt to keep the Mississippi River out of the cave. I said, like, dude, we got to get out of here. And Steve argues with me, and we waste a lot of time arguing, and then there is like this flash-flood thing happening, and we are like up to our knees in water and scrambling up the mud bank of the Mississippi. And I get up on the bank with Nosebone and Bugeye and Steve and the cave is like underwater and the rain is like serious. We all get in the car, and we are all like shaking and freaking out and smoking herb fast and furious to take the edge off the death vibe, but it isn't working. Steve is totally freaking out, and he opens the window and starts randomly throwing shit out the window. He mostly throws his own stuff, but then he throws some of ours and that isn't cool. Then there is some real shit between us, and Steve gets out of the car and says he's going to like walk to Oregon. We're like, no man, get back in the car. But Steve is serious, and walks off into the rain and disappears, and I like sit there afterwards looking at the rain pounding on the windshield and pretty much decide the next time I like sleep in a riverbank cave and there is a flash flood, I am like definitely not going to stand around and argue with any Steve. So then we hit the road again and make our way out of Minneapolis and we are all quiet and thinking our own thoughts about the river and almost getting killed and Steve going off and taking his herb with him. And me and Nosebone and Bugeye are pretty quiet and then we see that our stash of acid is gone too, it must have gone out the window when Steve was freaking out or got lost in the general confusion of our exodus. So this is a real downer, as there are a lot of miles ahead to do straight before we get to the Anarchist Convention. So we are doubly down and generally stolid and it is raining and nobody is talking for many hours and miles. And then in the middle of the night we go into this truckers' stop and we see this graffiti in the bathroom that says both Kings, Rodney and Martin, got what they deserved. We come out of the bathroom and I spit the biggest goober Bugeye said he had ever seen on the counter and we are like totally pissed off. This is like South Dakota, and then all of a sudden we look around at all the truckers and it like clicks and we're like oh, shit. The truckers in their cowboy hats all just stare at us though, and we back out of there and get back on the road and it was cool again in the car, we had the vibe back. The car we were driving was pretty silly, there were these huge rusted holes in the floor and it was like still raining heavily and so we're like going through the flood and the rain is like spraying up at us, and it was like we were paddling along the road. There was this extraordinary thing soon after we left the truckers' place. The land was all flat as far as you could see and then there were like hundreds of lightning strikes all tearing up the sky all around us but from the ground up. For a minute I thought we were tripping. I mean the lightning was starting from the earth and going to the sky. We were the only people out there, so we stopped the car in the middle of the road, and it was like, this is for us. There was so much lightning it was creepy but still cool, and then Nosebone floored it and we're flying through all this upside-down lightning and it was like nothing could get us or hurt us and that went on for hours and hours it seemed like.
Then we seemed to wake up and we were in the Rockies. Man, those are some serious mountains. Like I'm beginning to get a sense of how big this country is, you know. We stop at this rest stop up at the top of the pass in the Rockies and there are these old timers working at the rest stop, men from the local auxiliary something and they give you free coffee and doughnuts to keep you stoked going down the mountains, and they told us all these crazy stories about how this town used to be a lumber town but now all the timber was gone and shit. And the old timers and us punks agree America is fucked about how she has treated Mother Nature. Then we are on the road and we just feel like driving, and we're these three kids and I think we must be crazy but then we suddenly hit the Pacific and I know we're not crazy and the sun comes out and the fog clears and there is the whole Pacific Ocean. We're way into the ocean and driving along next to the ocean feeling her beautiful vibe, but then there is this helicopter overhead following us along and it ruined the vibe, then we decide to go with it and watch the helicopter with our heads hanging out the window, but their helicopter vibe is so negative we duck off the road and find this winery way back in the woods with these Alaskans running it and they are cool and give us wine even though it concerned them that we're like only sixteen. They had this white husky and Bugeye played with it and we stomped the grapes, and we're totally stoked and pretty drunk and Bugeye wants a vineyard because it's like ancient and with the earth and then Bugeye decides to stay there at the vineyard because that's where he wants to be to work the earth in like this ancient way.
We're like down to just me and Nosebone in the car. And we're sort of totally mellow as we drive up the coast to the Anarchist Convention and after a couple of hours we're thinking about all the old skateboarder dudes back in Albany and big Steve and even Bugeye like it was a hundred years ago we last saw them all. And then soon enough we drive right into the main square in downtown Portland. We see a dude or two playing hackey-sack, and then just as we park we see this Dumpster catch fire. All these punks come running out of nowhere and start jumping around the flames and there is like this white BMW next to the Dumpster and they are like jumping around and praying the BMW catches fire. And Nosebone and me see these punks jumping around the flames and think cool, this is like the sign we were looking for, this is the place we were coming to. Nobody is really clear on when the Anarchist Convention is going to start, and the definite vibe is it's not cool to ask, as anarchists are pretty much against setting a serious date and time. So when me and Nosebone are not spare changing we take to wandering around sort of like tourists, and we find this massive old castle thing in the hills up above Portland. This big old stone castle that for some reason they took a wrecking ball to but there is still enough of the walls left so you can see how cool it was once. We decided to move to this like castle up in the hills. We drove around and found all this wood in the Dumpsters at like these huge new mansions under construction outside Portland, and took the wood up to the castle and built a couple of cool shelters. More and more punks are coming into Portland for the Anarchist Convention, and some of them hear about the castle and they start to come up and build their own shelters. There was this one old guy we called GI Joe who was AWOL from the U.S. Army and he was like the mayor of our growing freak city. He stayed up there all the time and watched our stuff when we were down busking for change. A big crew of train hoppers showed up with spray paint in their hair as it keeps out the lice, they had flashlights and all the gear for train hopping, and they were all pretty cool. Some of the old guys on the scene start to tell stories about their life on the road around the fire we've got going at night and it's like we're part of this big tribe for a while and these are our old storytellers and it was cool and kind of beautiful, if you know what I mean, but there was this one guy Frank, he was like fifty years old and a roadie and a juicer and at first he was cool and he told some good stories like the rest of the old guys, but then he got juiced and I ended up like holding his elbow and keeping him from wandering off the cliff all night.
The scene finally started up for the Anarchist Convention. Turns out the anarchist thing goes way back in Portland, it is like where the first convention for communal living was held like fifty years ago. The scene in 1994 was at this café called the X-Ray. A grocery store kicked down some food and there was like the first party of the convention at the X-Ray, and the truth is mostly we just stood around, all us punks from around the country, waiting for something to happen. There were chips, wine, and everyone was like where you from, dude? and then someone would try to get something organized but someone else would call them a fascist and everyone would go back to partying and then someone else would try to get something together like a talk on how to tip over cars, or how to keep a boxcar open, or how to get into Canada on this secret trail, or how to find a good squat and keep the cops off your back, or generally how to live a life separate from the suburban and corporate American power trip, but as soon as someone got a talk going someone would say bollocks to this, we're anarchists, let's just party. There were some bands planned that night at the X-Ray Café and everyone was getting pumped and saying how we're going to rock the house now and burn the place down because we're anarchists, but in the end it was just an okay party and everyone was pretty much like looking for something to happen. I was actually getting pretty bored and then there was this like seventy-year-old, wrinkled-up guy who looked like a troll in my face telling me we should do something, so we go in the back and make a huge pot of noodles and he threw all this random stuff in the pot that looked to me kind of rotten and we went back out and fed everyone and they were all reaching in and eating with their hands, but it was cool anyway that the old troll guy had the idea that we feed everyone, because it was clear all the anarchists in general were pretty hungry, and nobody else was going to do anything about it. If you tried to talk to the anarchists it turned out no one there was actually very interesting, and then I see this bald-headed girl sitting in the back reading the dictionary and I'm thinking she's kind of odd to be reading the dictionary, but I'm also getting this growing vibe as the days pass that maybe I'm kind of crazy myself, and then I saw her looking back at me and she looked kind of cool so I went over and she wanted to cut my dreads to get the lice out. I didn't know I had lice but my head was getting pretty itchy, but still I wasn't ready to give up my dreads quite yet. She wants to play with my hair and I'm like, whatever, and then she takes a strand of hair and like ties it onto a ring off her finger and leans back and dangles it over her heart, and because it swings clockwise without her doing anything she says I have a positive vibe for her. The punk band tries to start up right then but this woman with shaved eyebrows and blue hair gets the mike and she wants to talk about our legal rights as squatters and all sorts of other official anarchist stuff and one punk in the crowd calls her a Nazi bitch and how we're anarchists and how her organizing us is making us militaristic, and she drops the mike and walks over and brains him with this bottle and he's gushing blood. Nosebone runs over and is like talking about her freedom to do that to him and then I see the girl with the dictionary is like helping the bleeding guy on the floor, and then this tall bald woman in skin-tight black leather with a staff in her hand and these big blue eyes like pools steps in front of me and she says she came all the way from Finland. The truth is she was kind of a spooky old lady, like a witch or something, and she tells me with her blue eyes boring into me some trippy shit like you must slay the dragon. Right then someone says there are two squad cars outside and everyone was trying to hide although it was just a big room and there was no place to hide. People with warrants for their arrest are crawling out the bathroom windows, and then all these guys in the center of the room take out yo-yos. They are these heavy-duty stone yo-yos and these guys are train hoppers and they use them to fight the bulls on trains. Then someone says the cops are gone and I go over and ask the girl with the dictionary her name. She tells me she has no name, and then says she wants to go to the castle with me. We get in the car and there is only jazz on the radio and I listen to it for a minute and say I kind of like it and she says that's cool, so we listen to the jazz and drive up to the path to the castle. The old guys up at the castle tried to get the storytelling thing going again that night, but the scene up there was now overrun with all these straight kids from the suburbs, they were all there hungering for the anarchist vibe. For a while GI Joe was showing me how to blow fire with a mouthful of gasoline. He was sending these flames from his mouth like ten feet in the air. At one point I go off to take a piss and while I'm taking a piss the word comes that the scene is about to be raided by the Portland cops and GI Joe is yelling for everyone to run for the hills, but I run back into the castle area anyway against the general flow of humanity and try and find the girl with no name. GI Joe grabs me and says she's already run, so then I get out of there just before the cops overrun the place. GI Joe let himself get caught by the Portland cops and put up a big struggle so the rest of us could get away, and they beat him pretty solidly with their nightsticks. I am hiding up there in the hillside pressed down in the dirt gully listening to the cops beating on GI Joe and generally trashing the scene and right in front of my nose which is pressed in the dirt is this silver bracelet and I put it on and think this silver bracelet will protect me. The cops finally leave but the place is totally trashed, all the shelters are knocked down. I never find the girl with no name again that night, although it seems like I drove all over town looking for her and Nosebone.
The next day there are ten bands set to play at the X-Ray Café. It's like the high point of the Anarchist Convention. The first band is like setting up their huge speakers when suddenly there are a hundred cops outside. The cops are all in full combat gear, with the flak jackets and shields and helmets and nightsticks. Inside the X-Ray Café we are all silent and looking at each other, and then for no reason the cops teargas the place. There are a lot of people inside who know what to do about tear gas from their anarchist training, and everyone works together and we have a line from the bathroom wetting down T-shirts so we can put them over our nose and mouth, but it doesn't really work that well, and they shoot in another canister of tear gas, and we all have to stumble outside coughing. There are like more than a hundred of us punks, and more than a hundred cops. We are standing there in front of the X-Ray Café, and nothing is happening except for a lot of coughing from the tear gas, and then a couple of our people raise a banner that says NO WAR BUT THE PEOPLE'S WAR and that sort of gets things going, and we all link arms in four rows and we all start to chant one love. That was totally cool, standing there with the other freaks all chanting one love at the cops, but then Nosebone and some of the other punks started breaking off chunks of concrete from the sidewalk and passing them out. The owner of the X-Ray Café is like freaking out, I guess thinking his place was about to be trashed, and then I saw the girl with no name climbing up a tree off to one side of the scene. She must not have been there earlier, but now she was climbing up this skinny tree. She saw me and gave me the power-to-the-people sign, and I gave it back. It was then that the local TV news cameras showed up and the weird theater part of that afternoon started up. The older people among us started singing all these anarchist songs from the 1960s, and the rest of us sang along when we caught on, or when the lyrics were obvious. The girl with no name seemed to know all the songs, you could hear her little voice up in the tree. She sang up there like a bird. When most people dropped out of a song, she would still be singing up there in the tree. The cops started to take notice of her then, they started pointing their nightsticks at her. She came down from the tree and walked over and led all of us in singing the punk version of the national anthem, with lyrics like land of the slaves, home of the hypocrites. The cops started to do some dumb and childish shit as she sang, like stroking their nightsticks in a sexual manner. The scene was pretty chilled out now, except the cops were still standing there in full combat gear. There was a big crowd of civilians now behind the cops, and they start yelling at the cops that we didn't do anything wrong and that we're not real anarchists at all but just fucked-up kids so to leave us alone. Then someone started to yell, let's show the people of Portland what we're all about, and then it happened, everyone started to run for this road. We're like stampeding cattle, and the cops only grab a few of us. I saw one punk down on the ground getting clubbed. I remember I saw the girl with no name ahead of me running down the road. We're all just running down the street in this crazy mob, and I see Nosebone run up the front of a Mercedes, and he whonked on the front windshield with his boot, and ran over and whonked on the back windshield and broke that too, and there were these people inside the Mercedes screaming. Other punks started throwing bricks and rocks through the windows of these four-star restaurants where people were eating by like romantic candlelight.
I must have run a couple of miles. Then I hid for a couple of hours in a drainage pipe. Then I started to think about the girl with no name, and I kept thinking about her, and then my feet did this crazy thing, they started to walk back toward downtown Portland. It turns out Portland is like under martial law at this point, but I didn't know that yet, so I walked into the street where the whole scene went down at the X-Ray Café, and right away these two cops on horses come galloping up, and one grabs me by the arm, and then the other gets my other arm, and they drag me into a side street. I am like screaming at the top of my lungs and then something more important came over their police radio and one of them whacked me on the head with his nightstick and they galloped off. So I was like sitting in this alley holding my head. And it was dark and I just sat there thinking about the girl with no name. It was like when the cop hit me with the nightstick he knocked everything else right out. It was like I couldn't even remember my childhood life in Albany, or my life with the skateboarders in Albany, or the trip across America, or even the castle. I remember I started to laugh right there in the alley while holding my head, because I was now sort of like that Irish dude Ian who came here from Amsterdam because of a girl and couldn't stop thinking about her no matter that she dumped him. So then I hear someone coming down the street, and it is that weird old woman in black leather with the staff and the blue eyes who was sort of like a witch. She like reminds me she told me to slay the dragon back at the X-Ray that night it was almost raided, but I'm not really in the mood for any of that weird stuff at this point. Before she goes I ask her if she knew what happened to the girl up in the tree, and she says you mean the princess? and I think she's like living in this alternative reality, but then she snaps out of it and says she saw her arrested and taken away by the police. For a couple of hours I just sat there in the alley, then I got up and went in search of some scissors or a knife. I am clued in to the fact now that it is martial law in Portland, so I have to move with care, but I make my way successfully back up to the castle. Only Frank the old juicer is there, but he has a pair of scissors in his pack, and I tell him to cut off all my dreads. He asks me if I want to be a skinhead, and I say, no, I want just a regular suburban haircut. I have to tell him everything before he will agree to do this, and then I see all my dreads fall off me. He once cut hair, so he gives me a pretty decent haircut. Then I go around and look for some half-decent clothes. The castle is a mess from when the cops trashed it, but sure enough I find one half-decent pair of pants and a decent shirt. Then Frank looks at me and starts to stroke his chin, and I remember my goatee, and with a couple of snips he takes it right off. Since now I look pretty straight I am free to walk right through downtown Portland without any hassle. And I go to the police station and they tell me they have a girl who won't give her name, and I tell them that's my sister. I sit there and wait to see what happens, and the cops are eventually pretty nice to me, because without the dreads and the goatee I look like just another boring suburban kid. And it was while I was sitting there staring at the wall of the police station that I get this weird new vibe, so then I ask the cops and they tell me her bail is set at like a hundred dollars. I like hit the streets. Because of the martial law, there are like no other punks spare changing, so I have like the whole marketplace to myself. Also I looked like a totally straight suburban kid now, so I was able to go with the quarter for a phone call? and the people of Portland were totally cool. The suburban kid thing worked so well that I found these schoolbooks, put them under my arm, and hit the people up for bus fare. It took like two days of total commitment, but I like raised the bail. And it was after spare changing all day, while spending nights at the police station drinking their coffee, that I started to write some poems for the girl with no name, and most of them were pretty stupid, but some were pretty cool. So I paid the bail, and I was heavily into writing this one poem late one night, when I see the girl with no name walk out from behind the police desk. She's like standing there looking at me like I'm totally crazy, and then she runs over and starts feeling my dread-less head. She finds out that I raised her bail, and that I cut my dreads for her, and I show her the poems I wrote for her, and she's like I've never had a friend like you. I remember the silver bracelet on my wrist, and I give it to her and tell her that as long as she wears it, I will always keep her safe. I don't know what got me talking like that, it just happened. It was like I was suddenly totally transformed into Ian the Irish dude, if that makes any sense. And then we went up to the castle, and Frank the juicer was gone along with all the other anarchists, and we stayed up there all night and looked down at the lights of Portland. I told her at one point about the upside-down lightning we saw in South Dakota, and how Nosebone floored it and how we were like flying through all this upside-down lightning and it was like nothing could ever get us or hurt us. I told her I had the same vibe sitting next to her there at the castle. We talked a lot about the various strange forces at work in the world, and then at dawn she turns to me and tells me to name her, and I picture her up in the tree singing anarchist songs and I say, Bird. And then as the morning sun is like in our eyes blinding us we start talking about sex and I tell her about my opinion that sex is boring and just a slam, and she didn't laugh at me but changed my mind on that score like totally that morning up at the castle, and that new like energy that came with the sex with Bird led directly to some other things.
Like that morning we decided to head for Mexico. But first at Bird's suggestion I left the stolen Toyota outside the Portland police station with a note on the windshield that said, very sorry I stole this car. We didn't want that negative karma following us to Mexico. It turns out that Bird had some operating cash as well as a guitar, and on the bus I like strummed the guitar and tried to turn some of the poems I wrote about her in the police station into songs. I knew like some chords, and I made up these songs. So like a week later we are in this restaurant in Tijuana, and this old Mexican lady saw the guitar in my hand and asked me to play a song. There were these punks with us that we met in Tijuana, and they heard me start to play and strum this song all about Bird, and being into head-banging music they're all like what the fuck with the acoustic shit, man. But the old Mexican lady was into the song, and she bought me and Bird our dinner that night, and that was definitely cool, and got me to thinking pretty hard. What happened next was I bought this harmonica, and I sort of learned how to play it. And then one day instead of busking for change with the other punks, I like went to another street with Bird, and I played my guitar and my harmonica, and I was like suddenly this carnival, man, this walking carnival. And I like put out this silly hat that I had been wearing on my head, and started making like eighty to a hundred pesos an hour. And Bird learned how to play spoons so we called ourselves The Spoon Children. And when I looked out at the street crowd when I played I was surprised to see all these touristos were totally getting their heads around our music. So things for Bird and I have been generally pretty righteous ever since, but at least twice a day I wonder what happened to Nosebone.


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I had not a great plan when I started of how I wanted the dress to look like it kind of evolved and it was so much fun! I guess I just still like playing with barbie even when I am way too old :-)
My daughter insisted on all the pearls and loved pressing them into the little flowers, couldn't have done it without her help. Just had to make sure she didn't eat too many before dinner, or no wait, they must have dropped off the table (or so she said ;-).

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text: NEW YORK (AP) Nellie McKay has been dropped by Columbia Records after a dispute over her sophomore album, "Pretty Little Head," turned ugly. The singer-songwriter, whose 2004 album, "Get Away From Me," was a breakout hit, said Columbia decided not to distribute her new album, which had been set for release Tuesday. McKay had pressed for a 23-song, 65-minute version, while Columbia wanted a 16-song, 48-minute cut. "It ain't no use to sit and wonder why -- they kept the coffeepot, I got the dog," the 21-year-old McKay said in a statement. "All that matters to me is that I can continue to make irritating music which will baffle and enrage." Calls by the Associated Press to Columbia Records, which is owned by Sony BMG, weren't immediately returned Tuesday. The split was first reported by Billboard magazine, which said that at recent shows, McKay had given the personal e-mail address of Columbia chairman Will Botwin to fans, encouraging them to urge the release of the album's longer version. "I thought we had resolved things favorably," McKay told The New York Times for Tuesday editions. "We were just finalizing the artwork." Botwin, however, left the company and was replaced by former Epic Records chairman Steve Barnett. At a New York concert following the executive change, McKay dedicated a song to Botwin and said the way he was forced out was unfair. Soon after, McKay was told her album wouldn't be released by Columbia in any form. "Pretty Little Head" had already been supplied to the press, drawing very positive reviews from Spin and Blender magazines. McKay has contributed six new songs to the soundtrack of the recently released Rob Reiner film, "Rumor Has It ..." She will co-star with Alan Cumming, Cyndi Lauper and Ana Gasteyer in the musical "The Threepenny Opera," opening on Broadway in March.


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Luminaire available in an open or enclosed version for discharge lamps. The enclosed version is also suitable for damp environments. Particularly suited for industrial lighting applications with a mounting height of over 5 metres. Use the enclosed versions in particularly dirty atmosphere.
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Die-cast aluminium ballast housing,with grey polyester powder paint finish applied electrostatically. The socket holder, which is joined to the ballast housing, enables photometric distribution to be set in 8 different positions using an ordinary screwdriver. Easy installation using a 3/4" NPSC threaded hub, which is located in the housing and is resistant to vibration.
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The husband didn't feel like P90X today, so I decided to run instead. I managed 3.5 miles at a slow pace; not bad for post-alcohol. Post-run I made lunch:
Cereal (what else?) – 1 cup Kashi Go Lean, 1/2 cup Trader Joe's O's, 1 cup 1% kefir, and 1/2 oz almonds…
….and some fresh pineapple. I planned on this being my entire lunch, but I was still hungry 30 minutes later.
I decided a Banana Smoothie would hit the spot. It contained 1 scoop Unjury unflavored protein powder, 4 oz unsweetened Almond Breeze, frozen medium banana, and 1/2 packet of PureVia (leftover free samples). It tasted like ice cream with the added stevia! 🙂
Obviously (if you read my earlier post), my afternoon was spent baking zucchini bread/muffins. I had 1/2 of the following muffin and might have licked a spoonful of batter.
I also made some dark chocolate chip oatmeal cookies for Wednesday's bible study group.
I let these cook for too long, so the bottoms burnt…boo. I couldn't resist trying one, so I took this one with the ooey-gooey Ghirardelli:
Burnt bottoms aside, it was delish!
The cookies used the last of my oats, so I made a trip to Healthy Home Market for some bulk bin goodies – wheatberries, oat bran, rolled oats, and cashews. I wanted to try my hand at some homemade cashew butter:
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I thought my poor processor was going to overheat, but it's still alive. I sampled a Tbsp to make sure it was edible – and oooh buddy, it's edible alright! Can't wait to use this stuff over the next week! After all my "samplings" this afternoon, I decided my 30 minute run wasn't going to cut it. I hopped on the elliptical for 45 minutes and then showered. By 7, I still wasn't hungry but didn't want delay dinner much longer. I settled on another banana smoothie (unpictured, since it's the exact same as earlier) and a plate of leftover grilled tinfoil veggies with Parmesan cheese:
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Because nine years isn't enough.
Friday, November 14, 2014
What it's like to be with the same person for nine years
Because nine years isn't enough.
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My best friend just went throguh something that she didn't deserved, she never done anything malice or even try to be mean on anything. She was dating her ex for 5 years and in those 5 years they got engaged but she wanted to wait to get marry until she was done with her education. The worst thing that could ever happen to her, happened he called it off, he was untrue to her and a stupid camping trip change him altogether that all his friends saw it and his mom it saw but she couldn't see it until it was five day before they were supposed to be married. These two were the one that we all expected to get married because they fit, they were each other soulmate but yet something happen on that camping trip that he won't admit he did the wrong. He never set up the line to where this other girl who has the same exact name as my friend. He never said NO, he never said he was getting married he just let whatever happen happens. Now my friend has to deal with the heartache and the relationship she had for so many years crumble apart because he was a coward to say I did something wrong, I cross the line when I shouldn't have.ReplyDelete
I don't want to say your relationship is the equilivate of what my friend had but it things has went on it's course, that the camping trip never happen they might be happily married although during the whole calling it off/break up she asked where do you see us in 5 years and I asked her that too, her answer was very uncertain which made me worry that something was not all at right between them either before the camping trip or after. It was very blindsided, and I hope that she will find the next love of her life and that that guy will treat her like a gem. I thrive for that too but I think something I might have set my standards too high but I set it that high because I don't want to give away all the purity that I have and I don't want to give all of my heart to someone if they're just going to break it over something they can't deal it or won't deal with it.


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I strive to be cool and nonchalant and a nonconformist and all that... but one thing seems wired deep inside me, the ability to let my emotions go all over the place. It's so easy for me to get from one end of the spectrum to the other, from fits of uncontrollable laughter to overwhelming sadness. Even while reading, I get so drawn into characters that they drain me emotionally. After reading Stephen King's 'Apt Pupil', I went into depression for a week, had to get out of it by reading a steady stream of Mills and Boons. Anyway, since my life tends to follow a sine curve, if I had to sum up my memoir in six words, I think these would be it...
'Floundering on the fringes of sanity...'
And the picture puts it into perspective..
This six word memoir is part of a CBC (Chennai Bloggers Club) tag to encourage and enliven the spirit of blogging. This tag was passed on to me by Anand Arun and I am sending it along to Harikrishna.


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Happy Birthday to our 5th president, James Monroe. All the ladies in his time thought he was so cute. James Monroe was born on April 28th, 1758, in Westmoreland Country, Virginia. His vice president was Daniel D. Tompkins. James Monroe died on July 4th, 1831 in New York, New York. He was the 3rd president to die on July 4th because Thomas Jefferson and John Adams died on July 4th as well.
I am wondering if James Monroe got so fancy because he was sent to France by Thomas Jefferson. France is pretty fancy. Thomas sent James to France to buy the vast Louisiana Territory. James Monroe's times were known as the "Era of Good Feelings."
The first wedding in the White House was when James's daughter Maria got married. The coolest thing about James Monroe was when he went for reelection no one in the whole United States ran against him. James also wrote the Monroe Doctrine. It said that North and South America were ready to defend their side of the Atlantic Ocean. They did not want Europe to set up any new colonies. "Hands off America." He was president from 1817 – 1825. His wife was Elizabeth. She must have been proud to be such a cute guy's wife. James Monroe was a cute and fancy president.


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Leptospirosis is a paradigm for an urban slum health problem. Rapid urbanization and expanding urban poverty, together with climate, have created conditions for rat-borne transmission of the Leptospira spirochete. Epidemics occur each year in slum communities during seasonal periods of heavy rainfall and are associated with life-threatening manifestations such as acute renal failure and pulmonary hemorrhage. Interventions need to focus on prevention since case fatality is >10% despite aggressive treatment. A major barrier to identifying interventions has been the lack of prospective studies on leptospirosis. We conducted a prospective cohort investigation of 9,863 residents from a slum community in the city of Salvador. Brazil. We found that 3.6% of the community was infected each year with Leptospira. Exposures to defined infrastructure deficiencies related to open sewers and flooding were the major risk factors for infection. These findings led us to hypothesize that effective prevention of urban leptospirosis requires providing slum communities with adequate sewage and drainage systems. Furthermore, active surveillance which we conducted since 1996 identified a four-fold decline in the incidence of severe leptospirosis. This decline was unrelated to temporal variations in climate and coincided with implementation of a World Bank-funded sanitation program, which increased the coverage of the population with closed sewage systems from 26 to 68%. Improved sanitation may therefore have an impact in preventing the severe outcomes from leptospirosis. There is little information on the impact of large-scale sanitation programs in preventing infectious diseases, outside of diarrheal disease. Our findings convinced the local government to construct closed sewage systems at our cohort site and other slum communities in the periphery of Salvador. In the 1st project aim, we will perform an intervention study and prospectively determine whether a large-scale sanitation project is effective in preventing leptospirosis. We will enroll a cohort at our site and measure outcomes of Leptospira infection and disease during annual serosurveys and outpatient surveillance. In the 2nd project aim, we will identify the temporal and spatial determinants for leptospirosis in a large urban center and evaluate whether implementation of a municipal sanitation program contributed to an observed decline in severe disease incidence. We have created a large database on climate, environmental attributes and demographic and socioeconomic indicators for Salvador and will use this information to model the effect of improved sanitation on the risk for leptospirosis across time and space. We expect that the information gained from the project will lead to policy recommendations for the prevention of urban leptospirosis, which is urgently needed as the population residing in slum doubles from one to two billion in the next twenty years. Furthermore, the project's findings will likely be relevant to the control of the large number of environmentally-transmitted infectious diseases that affect impoverished urban populations.
There is no effective prevention for leptospirosis, a severe life-threatening disease that is the cause of rat-borne epidemics among impoverished urban slum populations worldwide. The research proposed here aims to determine the impact of a large-scale sanitation project in preventing leptospirosis in a slum community in Brazil. The information gained from the project will lead to policy recommendations, which are needed to address leptospirosis in regions of the world where slum settlements are rapidly expanding.
|Walker, R; Carvalho-Pereira, T; Serrano, S et al. (2017) Factors affecting carriage and intensity of infection of Calodium hepaticum within Norway rats (Rattus norvegicus) from an urban slum environment in Salvador, Brazil. Epidemiol Infect 145:334-338
|Carvalho-Pereira, Ticiana; Souza, Fábio N; Santos, Luana R N et al. (2017) The helminth community of a population of Rattus norvegicus from an urban Brazilian slum and the threat of zoonotic diseases. Parasitology :1-10
|Lessa-Aquino, Carolina; Lindow, Janet C; Randall, Arlo et al. (2017) Distinct antibody responses of patients with mild and severe leptospirosis determined by whole proteome microarray analysis. PLoS Negl Trop Dis 11:e0005349
|Wunder Jr, Elsio A; Figueira, Claudio P; Santos, Gisele R et al. (2016) Real-Time PCR Reveals Rapid Dissemination of Leptospira interrogans after Intraperitoneal and Conjunctival Inoculation of Hamsters. Infect Immun 84:2105-15
|Fouts, Derrick E; Matthias, Michael A; Adhikarla, Haritha et al. (2016) What Makes a Bacterial Species Pathogenic?:Comparative Genomic Analysis of the Genus Leptospira. PLoS Negl Trop Dis 10:e0004403
|Oliveira, Carlos R; Costa, Gisela S R; Paploski, Igor A D et al. (2016) Influenza-like illness in an urban community of Salvador, Brazil: incidence, seasonality and risk factors. BMC Infect Dis 16:125
|DE Oliveira, D; Figueira, C P; Zhan, L et al. (2016) Leptospira in breast tissue and milk of urban Norway rats (Rattus norvegicus). Epidemiol Infect 144:2420-9
|Silva, Monaise M O; Rodrigues, Moreno S; Paploski, Igor A D et al. (2016) Accuracy of Dengue Reporting by National Surveillance System, Brazil. Emerg Infect Dis 22:336-9
|Hacker, Kathryn P; Minter, Amanda; Begon, Mike et al. (2016) A Comparative Assessment of Track Plates to Quantify Fine Scale Variations in the Relative Abundance of Norway Rats in Urban Slums. Urban Ecosyst 19:561-575
|Lewnard, Joseph A; Antillón, Marina; Gonsalves, Gregg et al. (2016) Strategies to Prevent Cholera Introduction during International Personnel Deployments: A Computational Modeling Analysis Based on the 2010 Haiti Outbreak. PLoS Med 13:e1001947
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There is a blogger with the pen name Lucretia Heart that I've written about and linked to on this site. She is also an experiencer with a very powerful set of memories. She'll post essays about her alien abduction experiences, but they are interspersed with other more "normal" stories. So any reader interested in her more bizarre postings is required to dig thru her site a little bit.
But, she has (finally!) started blog dedicated specifically to these decidedly strange experiences. This essential reading is now archived on a site called SPIRAL'S END.
She writes:
"I've had a lot of people interested in the freakier aspects of my full personal online journal. Given this, I've decided to start a version of that journal that concentrates solely upon the paranormal-- especially the alien abduction aspects of it... I'll be adding new entries as well as entries previously posted to my other journal."
This woman has had some frightfully profound experiences. And to make things more compelling, she is an excellent writer. When she says something, I pay very close attention.


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Situated just 8 minutes' south of the iconic Tower Bridge, the Premier Inn London Tower Bridge offers a bistro restaurant and a bar. London Bridge Tube Station is within a 15-minute stroll from the hotel and the HMS Belfast is 12 minutes' walk away. Each air-conditioned room offers a flat-screen satellite TV, a work desk, and tea and coffee making facilities. The en-suite bathrooms have complimentary toiletries and a hairdryer. Some rooms can accommodate 2 adults and up to 2 children under 16 years. In the mornings, the Premier Inn London Tower Bridge provides an all-you-can-eat buffet. Alongside bacon and baked beans, dishes include vegetarian sausages and a wide range of continental options. Children enjoy free breakfast, when accompanied by an adult. Lunch and evening meals can be enjoyed in the open-plan restaurant. The Premier Inn Tower Bridge is ideal is just 15 minutes' walk from Tower Hill Tube Station and Tower Gateway on the DLR. Bermondsey Market is a 5-minute walk away.
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Monday, 13 January 2014
Weekend Life.....Snapshots from NYC (Summer)
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hace algunas semanas que no como helado :( desde que enfermè y recièn, luego de 4 semanas, me recuperè :/ReplyDelete
Killing it. So excited about my upcoming trip to NYCReplyDeleteReplies
When are you going?????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Delete
These snapshots are terrific! Light and atmosphere are great, love NYCReplyDelete
Great list! Have you been to ABC Kitchen? Another one of my faves. How I love that city.ReplyDeleteReplies
Argh, I typed a whole reply and then lost it!! Anyway, no, I haven't been to ABC Kitchen but it is one of the favourites of my friend Jason so it has been on my "to-go" list for awhile. I just haven't got around to doing it! We love to have at least a couple of nights eating/cooking in as well (usually some lovely beef from Eataly or pizza dough from Eataly -> homemade pizza) and with only 7-10 nights each visit, it is hard to squeeze everything in. But I must try and get there although I think Jason said it is fairly tricky to get a reservation???? Also, have you had the chicken from NoMad??? That is also on "my list". We have had the fried chicken from Blue Ribbon (both at the casual place in the LES/East Village? and the Blue Ribbon Bakery Kitchen) and they were both nice but not somewhere I would go on each visit to NYC. I would like to try the Izakaya though....Delete
Also on my must try is Carbone.....it gets mixed reviews but I love the idea of it!
Beautiful pics ! Love the light M-CReplyDelete
@Lucy - thank you! Me too, love that city so so much.ReplyDelete
@ Lady Vintge - thank you!
@Dorothy Lin - I was just looking at ABC home decor shop today and didn't realise it is part of ABC kitchen! Very fun. Also I thought I would add honourable mentions of Katz's deli or Carnegie deli for a traditional pastrami on rye and pickle. Oh and Donut Plant has some pretty yummy doughnuts (so I try to stay away!) and Billy's Bakery has nice cupcakes.


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Stay tuned for tomorrow's blog for all of the recipes!
PS - Glass dome cover, cake stands, vintage bottles, twine and more available in our store ;-)
Hope you've been inspired. See you tomorrow!
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Just amazing (can you do my baby shower, ha!!!) cant wait for tmrw for details of the cupcakes and ruffle cake, delish but uber stylish too!!!ReplyDelete
You can come throw an afternoon tea at my place anytime!ReplyDelete
I love your sentence "The inspiration for the 'theme' (I think every little do needs one!)..." You're a woman after my own heart...I'm always going on about 'themes' to people and they think I'm mad! Cannot wait for the blog on the ruffle cake...wanted to make one for stella's party but had no idea how.....so WANT instructions!!!! thanks christall for a awesome blog!ReplyDelete
Beautiful cake! I love the colours and I love ruffle cakes!!ReplyDelete
The flowers are very intersting I love it!ReplyDelete
This is lovely! I love the way you've used the pages from a children's book - looks great!ReplyDelete


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Today I was totally surprised when I was visited by The Fairy Hobmother. Seems like she enjoyed my blog :o) She sprinkled some magic over here and a $100 voucher to spend online!
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The Fairy Hobmother came from Appliances Online from the UK and she has this mission of providing joy and happiness to bloggers around the world by providing treats for our great hard work! And all she asks in return is that we spread the word about the site. She asked me to mention one of their products, the Baumatic BT6.3GL Chimney Cooker Hood that looks like this: (cool, isn't it? Totally worth mentioning!)
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This yoga and diving retreat in the Philippines will help you immerse yourself in an island's pace of life, to connect to the enchanting beauty of the ocean, and to submerge into its flow to free your inner spirit, blossom, and shine within. Enjoy the company of like-minded people and share daily yoga, scuba diving, meditation, relaxation, and wild dance sessions. All this while pampering yourself with body treatments and enjoying many magical sunsets. Treat yourself to a retreat of pure joy!
Qi Palawan Resort is set exclusively amidst a virgin forest and a pristine white-sand stretch. The elegantly designed and pampering resort will ensure your perfect retreat experience. Located in the north-east part of Palawan Island, where turquoise waters are fringed by white sand beaches and nearby local fishing communities and away from the crowds, it is a truly unique place to experience the authentic Palawan.
Your cottage is complete with spacious interiors, modern amenities, and en-suite bathroom. The large, inviting bed is fronted by a floor-to-ceiling picture window that gives you a panoramic view of the sea and coconut trees. The bathroom has a separate walk-in jungle shower and provides an open to nature bathing experience. Complementing the beautiful cottage is a large balcony, where you can read, soak in nature, and spot birds among the dense green foliage.
During this yoga retreat, different surprises are offered each day. You will be able to arrive at the resort from 12:00 to 14:00. Your holiday will start with an opening sacred circle at 15:00 and a welcome dinner.
The next day, you will wake up to the sound of chirping birds in the tropical garden and the sound of ocean waves. You can begin your relaxed day with a walk on the beach, journaling, or a refreshing swim. Later, you will gently wake up your body with a blissful guided yoga class in the yoga pavilion overlooking the sea and mountains, connecting to your breath with pranayama exercises, and ending with a smiling meditation. After grounding and balancing, you will relish the delicious flavors of a delicious breakfast.
An island hopping tour will bring out the explorer in you, leaving one morning to submerge into the enchanting fluid world with a spectacular scuba diving trip.
After enjoying a nourishing lunch, your afternoon will unfold into quiet time. You will be free to relax, pamper yourself with a body treatment, swim in the sea, read a book, snorkel, or just be.
At 16:00, you will meet again for a customized relaxation session or to a nourishing Restorative yoga practice. The practice will end just in time to catch the sunset. Sunsets are blissed with a guided sacred walk on the beach appreciating the simple things in life. A five-rhythm guided dance will follow, bringing you back to yourself and to your body sensations.
In the evening, an exquisite dinner inspired by Mediterranean-Philippino cuisine will be served. This perfect day will melt softly while you lay gently on a couch, share smiles and laughter with friends, or enjoy the fragrant aroma of your warm drink while gazing at the stars.
On your last day, you will have breakfast and a closing sacred circle at 10:00. Departure time will be at 11:00.
Please note diving day trips may vary slightly depending on weather conditions.
Mei practices yoga and Buddhist insight meditation regularly. They have been a significant step in keeping connected with herself. Yoga has taught her how to live a meaningful life, guided from within. Her gentle style of teaching focuses on deep inner awareness in the yoga poses, pranayama, and meditation. Mei is also a certified diving instructor and a biodynamic craniosacral therapist.
The Philippines is comprised of more than 7,000 fascinating islands, splendid beaches, tropical forests, corals, underwater magic, jungles, mountains, volcanoes, and hidden caverns. All these natural wonders are waiting to be explored.
Palawan Island, known as one of the best islands in the world, is full of unspoiled rainforests and the world's longest underground river. This is where sky and sea blend, crystalline lagoons caress white sand, and soul touches grace.
This island is home to many rare fauna species and diverse ecosystems, including rain-forests, mangroves, coral reefs, white-sand beaches, and limestone cliffs. Palawan is known for its wildlife preservation and protection and has been declared a nature sanctuary of the world.
Three delicious and healthy meals sourced with fresh, local produce will be served per day during this retreat. There will also be full meals during island excursions and diving trips. Special dietary requirements, such as vegetarian and non-vegetarian options, can be accommodated. You will also be served complimentary tea, coffee, fruit, and snacks during the day.
Travelers seeking adventure can visit islands, such as famous Corong, on Palawan island. You can also visit Nacpan Beach or las Cabanas Beach. The island offers mangrove tours and waterfall tours as well.
It is worth spending a day in Puerto Princesa to see the various attractions, such as Puerto Princesa Subterranean River National Park. You can also enjoy your free time at the resort relaxing, pampering yourself with a body treatment, swimming in the sea, reading a book, or snorkeling.
Two body treatments are included on this retreat, as well as one biodynamic craniosacral therapy session. You can book additional services in the spa on your own expense.
If you are driving from Puerto Princesa by van, transport to the resort is included once you are in town.
For international travel, arriving a day earlier to Palawan Island will allow you to adjust to the time difference and culture, while also allowing you to rejuvenate from the long fight. Feel free to contact Come Back to Yourself Retreats for recommendations of some great places to stay.
The easiest option is to fly into El Nido Airport (ENI) flights are available from Manila (MNL), Cebu (CEB). You can also choose to fly to Puerto Princesa (PPS) and from there take a 6 hour minivan to El Nido. Van to El Nido can be booked from Puerto Princesa airport, any hotel or travel agent in town. Transfers between El Nido town and the Resort are included on first and last day of retreat.


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Closest supernova in 27 years may reveal fate of cosmos
AN AGED star has lit up a cosmic cigar. Images of the galaxy M82, also known as the Cigar Galaxy, show the sudden appearance of a supernova, the brilliant explosion marking a massive star's death.
The light from this explosion is reaching us from 11.4 million light years away, making it the closest one we've spotted since 1987. The supernova is rapidly brightening and should soon be visible with binoculars.
The explosion is of a particularly useful variety known as type Ia, which are all thought to have the same brightness and so can be used as "standard candles" to measure cosmic distances. This is a key to understanding dark energy, the mysterious force credited with the accelerating expansion of the universe.
The Cigar Galaxy has been studied in detail using the Hubble Space Telescope. If astronomers can find earlier images of the dying star and accurately read its brightness before and after the explosion, we might be able to make better measurements of dark energy, says Brad Tucker at the Australian National University in Canberra. That could help us distinguish between models of dark energy and figure out its impact on the fate of the universe.
This article appeared in print under the headline "Supernova sighting"
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- Spandex table cover (won't fly in the wind)
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- Explore what's working and what's not and uncover barriers that are stopping you from creating the level of abundance and happiness you crave
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Complete the consultation with the excitement and clarity of knowing EXACTLY what to do next to create the level of abundance you truly want
>>You'll receive a short individualized action plan and we'll also see if it would be a fit for us to do more work together.
After booking your session you'll receive a link in your confirmation email to our Pre-Session Questionnaire.
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Welcome to the page with the answer to the clue Evening meal.
This is just one of the 7 puzzles found on this level. You can make another search to find the answers to the other puzzles, or just go to the homepage of Mystic Words Daily puzzles and then select the date and the puzzle in which you are blocked on.
Evening meal
Answer: Dinner
Now it's time to pass on to the other puzzles.
This puzzle was found on Daily pack. Click to go to the page with all the answers to Mystic words May 23 2017.
There are other daily puzzles for May 23 2017 Mystic Words:
- Vegetable Mystic words
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Please read on Bugg's Blog
The race to find Earth-like planets around stars similar to our sun edged closer to a finish with the announcement on Monday that up to six "super-Earths" have been found orbiting sun-like neighbor stars.
The smallest of the bunch weighs in at about five times the mass of Earth and orbits a star known as 61 Virginis, which is visible with the naked eye in the constellation Virgo. The star is 28 light-years from Earth and closely resembles the sun in size, age and other attributes.
Two other newly detected planets — each about the size of Neptune — are part of 61 Virginis' family.
Another planet that is 7.8 times larger than Earth orbits HD 1461, a sun-like star located 76 light-years away in the constellation Cetus. Two sibling planets may orbit this same star, though confirmation is still pending, astronomer Gregory Laughlin, with the University of California's Lick Observatory, told Discovery News.
"I think this is really the tip of the iceberg" Laughlin said. "There's so many planets that have been detected now; it's completely clear that planets aren't rare. With our program, we've been focusing very intently on finding low-mass planets that orbit very nearby solar-type stars."
An international team of researchers detected the new planetary systems by combining information collected during years of observations at the Keck Observatory in Hawaii and the Anglo-Australian Telescope in Australia.
The astronomers combed the data looking for minute variations in the starlight caused by gravitational tugs of orbiting planets.
"This was not the kind of 'ah-ha' moment where you look into the telescope and see the planet sitting there," Laughlin said. "The signal builds up over time."
Refinements in planet-hunting techniques should make detection of Earth-sized planets possible in about a year, he added.
"The practical limits for finding terrestrial planets around nearby stars is a lot more optimistic than what was thought to be the case a few years ago," Laughlin said.
The newly discovered planets are too close to their parent stars for liquid water to exist on their surfaces, a condition that is believed to be necessary for life. Still, scientists say the discoveries, announced in this week's Astrophysical Journal, are paving the way toward finding the first true extraterrestrial Earth.
"We are knocking on the door right now of being able to find habitable planets," said Paul Butler, with the Carnegie Institution.
In other news, a "super-Earth" has been discovered orbiting a red dwarf star on our cosmic doorstep, only 42 light years away. But here's the best bit: it's composed primarily of water, possibly in liquid form.
A "super-Earth" is an exoplanet (or "extra-solar planet") with a mass of 5-10 Earths. Only one other super-Earth has been confirmed (and a few more candidates have just been announced), the other 400 exoplanets we know of are many times bigger and are often referred to as "hot Jupiters" (many orbit very close to their host stars, getting roasted).
In this case, the exoplanet called GJ 1214b is 6.5 times the mass and 2.7 times wider than our planet, so it is certainly closer to our planet's characteristics. As a comparison, this world is a celestial body somewhere between the mass of Earth and Uranus.
Although this is exciting news, even more impressive is the fact that astronomers have worked out that its density is low enough to contain large quantities of water. As the exoplanet is so close (in astronomical scales) we should soon be able to analyze its atmosphere to confirm the presence of this water.
Although this particular waterworld might not be suitable for habitation, the researchers who made this discovery think we're on the right track.
"These planets are like mileposts on the road rather than a destination itself," said Greg Laughlin of the University of California, Santa Cruz, a coauthor of the paper published in the Dec. 17 edition of the journalNature. "It's very exciting to know that we're getting close."
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Pablo Alonso
A sense of veiled insight and meaning, both obscured and revealed by layers of paint and imagery, characterises the works of Pablo Alonso (b. 1969) – a Spanish artist whose oeuvre spans paintings, installations, sculptures and paper constructions. His aesthetic was shaped early on in his career by the practice of pouring layers of paint over the canvas while turning and tilting the surface to control the flow. The Berlin-based artist examines historic and media-sourced images and symbols in his themed series of oversize black-and-white paintings, incorporating the images collage-style into his profound art. In these works, enigmatic mutant beings emerge from behind black smudges, white streaks mask historical etchings of the sexual fantasies by Marquis de Sade and an American flag dissolves over a press photo of an execution squad. Alonso challenges our preconceptions even further when he departs from traditional artistic media. He has been known to deform traffic markings on the street with asphalt, as well as deliberately open or close gallery windows and doors to our gaze to achieve his desired effect. In "Montblanc Stern", Alonso plays with our perception of foreground and background by spraying with black and red ink an intricate formation created by the contours and surfaces of overlapping logos.


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I had to share this interesting video depicting a deer hanging on a high voltage power line, apparently dropped there by a Bald Eagle.
AND if you think a DEER hanging from a power line is interesting how about an entire MOOSE!
Friday, July 8, 2011
Eagle Drops Fawn Onto High-Voltage Line
Posted by Steve Vose at 7/08/2011
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Oh yeah, I heard something about that! A bird big enough to do that will keep ya looking to the sky in worry.ReplyDelete
The link about the moose won't work for me...maybe it's just my computer though.
Alex, Yeah, I thought turkey vultures were bad!ReplyDelete
I fixed the link! Thanks for the heads up!
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Work At Height
Duration - 1 Day :: Course Cost - £190 plus VAT
This RoSPA approved course is for anyone who is seeking training for work at height using fall arrest, work restraint and work positioning systems.
The course places a strong emphasis on the practical aspects of work at height and is centred on the correct use of 'twin-tail' fall arrest lanyards and adjustable work positioning lanyards. Candidates are shown how to select appropriate anchors, correctly attach and climb safely with fall arrest lanyards and to use work positioning lanyards to allow 'hands-free' working.
Also covered is the use of flexible line and fixed-rail fall arrest systems plus the use of mobile horizontal lifelines. Fall-factors, potential misuse and limitations of equipment are discussed and a rescue demonstration provided. Suspension intolerance (formerly known as suspension trauma) is also discussed, including ways to prevent the onset of the condition and actions to be taken in the event of a fall into suspension by a worker.
The course also includes theory sessions to provide candidates with an introduction to and understanding of workplace regulations, risk assessments, equipment inspection, systems of work and the importance of correct selection, fitting and use of work at height equipment.
Following assessment, successful candidates will receive a Lyon Equipment certificate and an ID card record of training, valid for three years.
You may also wish to consider our Rooftop Working and Co-worker Rescue courses.
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Time to finish the batch of HeroQuest minis I had pending :) Today all the Undead in a row.
|'Are you my mummy?' (Some Dr. Who needed to get the reference)
These ones were not that difficult, as the palette of course is quite limited. So quick job, that's like I like it! Uhm, ehrm... That sounded better in my mind...
|Three undead peasants coming back from the crop and a warrior
Along the years it looks like I have lost one of the original skellies. I've been able to find... some of the pieces. Apparently I used it for some decoration purposes now I am not even able to remember. Fortunately I also found that other skeleton from the Dark World board game, so I simply added him to the rest of the guys.
Finally, my first not-Zombicide zombies in a while:
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As strange as it may sound, I have particularly enjoyed painting the skellies. Yeah, I know, I know, they bear no mistery, just basecoat, washes and highlights in the same dull palette. But I have enjoyed them anyway. This is dangerous, as I may be buying some more in a while. And them some more. And then... Well, no. I will not be buying the new Nagash mini, there is no risk of that :D
I've finished all the minis! Hooray! I just have a bunch of furniture awaiting, that will be the last part. This is coming to a closure...


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Flying over PA last week, what area is this
Never skied there but attended a wedding there last year. Very nice lodge with a terrific bar serving local beers.
Its pretty much the best PA has. Well maybe the best all around. Elk has best snow, blue knob best terrain, but blue mountain has the vert, snowmaking, lifts and lodge. But it also has crazy philly crowds on weekends. Last blizzard there was a two hour line to buy lift tickets. No joke.
Weekdays are great. If anyone ever goes, check out switchback. Its narrow, long, and twisty. Best trail there.
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It's my favorite ski hill in the area, I even go in the summer to hang out at the outside bar.
The lines can get long on the weekends, but they have a VIP line for season pass holders and you can work around the crowds on the hill if you know when and where to go.
I rented a ski locker for this coming season, first time and can't wait for the convenience of not having to lug them in every time or having to go back to the car to switch skis.
Agree that it's the best of the 3 main mountains in the area (Blue Mountain, Camelback, Shawnee).
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Celia is an experienced and qualified trainer and leadership coach with over 20 years' experience in enabling personal and organisational development within the changing context of the public sector. This is underpinned by a Diploma in Training Management and an ILM Level 7 Diploma in Leadership Mentoring & Executive Coaching.
Celia has designed and delivered a range of effective L&D/O&D learning interventions, including 360° degree feedback, leadership competencies, coaching/action learning groups and a senior leadership development programme which was recognised by the National Training Awards. She has excellent communication and organisational abilities, with extensive experience of working effectively, in a group or one to one situation, with people at all levels, including senior managers.
Celia believes that strong relationships are essential in successful organisations and partnerships. She has worked with a range of partners, including the Technip and Heerema and University of Birmingham in the delivery of leadership and coaching programmes. She also has experience of working in a very challenging environment and supporting others positively through the change process, at both an individual and organisational level.


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Needle, spoon and saxophone stand for three of my major likes: Cross stitching, cooking and playing the saxophone. I am a keen gardener, too and a very active and sociable person, so there might be a few other photos posted that just stitchy stuff.
And here is this weekend's second start:
|At Our House from Lizzie*Kate
The photo is not perfect, but I got a new camera recently and still have to check a few things out...
Enjoy your weekend!


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"Thank you; I shall be glad to come."
He and the Colonel went before, and helped the ladies down the difficult descent. Irene seemed less sure-footed than the others; she clung to the young man's hand an imperceptible moment longer than need be, or else he detained her. He found opportunity of saying, "It's so pleasant seeing you again," adding, "all of you."
"Thank you," said the girl. "They must all be glad to have you at home again."
Corey laughed.
"Well, I suppose they would be, if they were at home to have me. But the fact is, there's nobody in the house but my father and myself, and I'm only on my way to Bar Harbour."
"Oh! Are they there?"
"Yes; it seems to be the only place where my mother can get just the combination of sea and mountain air that she wants."
"We go to Nantasket — it's convenient for papa; and I don't believe we shall go anywhere else this summer, mamma's so taken up with building. We do nothing but talk house; and Pen says we eat and sleep house. She says it would be a sort of relief to go and live in tents for a while."
"She seems to have a good deal of humour," the young man ventured, upon the slender evidence.
The others had gone to the back of the house a moment, to look at some suggested change. Irene and Corey were left standing in the doorway. A lovely light of happiness played over her face and etherealised its delicious beauty. She had some ado to keep herself from smiling outright, and the effort deepened the dimples in her cheeks; she trembled a little, and the pendants shook in the tips of her pretty ears.
The others came back directly, and they all descended the front steps together. The Colonel was about to renew his invitation, but he caught his wife's eye, and, without being able to interpret its warning exactly, was able to arrest himself, and went about gathering up the hitching-weight, while the young man handed the ladies into the phaeton. Then he lifted his hat, and the ladies all bowed, and the Laphams drove off, Irene's blue ribbons fluttering backward from her hat, as if they were her clinging thoughts.
"So that's young Corey, is it?" said the Colonel, letting the stately stepping, tall coupe horse make his way homeward at will with the beach-wagon. "Well, he ain't a bad-looking fellow, and he's got a good, fair and square, honest eye. But I don't see how a fellow like that, that's had every advantage in this world, can hang round home and let his father support him. Seems to me, if I had his health and his education, I should want to strike out and do something for myself."
The girls on the back seat had hold of each other's hands, and they exchanged electrical pressures at the different points their father made.
"I presume," said Mrs. Lapham, "that he was down in Texas looking after something."
"He's come back without finding it, I guess."
"Well, if his father has the money to support him, and don't complain of the burden, I don't see why WE should."
"Oh, I know it's none of my business, but I don't like the principle. I like to see a man ACT like a man. I don't like to see him taken care of like a young lady. Now, I suppose that fellow belongs to two or three clubs, and hangs around 'em all day, lookin' out the window, — I've seen 'em, — instead of tryin' to hunt up something to do for an honest livin'."
"If I was a young man," Penelope struck in, "I would belong to twenty clubs, if I could find them and I would hang around them all, and look out the window till I dropped."
"Oh, you would, would you?" demanded her father, delighted with her defiance, and twisting his fat head around over his shoulder to look at her. "Well, you wouldn't do it on my money, if you were a son of MINE, young lady."
"Oh, you wait and see," retorted the girl.
This made them all laugh. But the Colonel recurred seriously to the subject that night, as he was winding up his watch preparatory to putting it under his pillow.
"I could make a man of that fellow, if I had him in the business with me. There's stuff in him. But I spoke up the way I did because I didn't choose Irene should think I would stand any kind of a loafer 'round — I don't care who he is, or how well educated or brought up. And I guess, from the way Pen spoke up, that 'Rene saw what I was driving at."
The girl, apparently, was less anxious about her father's ideas and principles than about the impression which he had made upon the young man. She had talked it over and over with her sister before they went to bed, and she asked in despair, as she stood looking at Penelope brushing out her hair before the glass —
"Do you suppose he'll think papa always talks in that bragging way?"
"He'll be right if he does," answered her sister. "It's the way father always does talk. You never noticed it so much, that's all. And I guess if he can't make allowance for father's bragging, he'll be a little too good. I enjoyed hearing the Colonel go on."
"I know you did," returned Irene in distress. Then she sighed. "Didn't you think he looked very nice?"
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The psychological and social aspects of space when two disciplines meet real innovations can be made
A recent review suggests that patients have recover quickly after surgery if they had access to a window with a view of the natural landscape, that certain light and color combinations increase immunity and that patients are more confident of being looked after well if they are pleasant, calming environments.
Conversely, poorly designed or dilapidated environments dissuade people from seeking help.
Artistic, aesthetic aspirations and theories about form are in tension with the psychological and social aspects of space, but they are not eclipsed by them. The science of psychology provides some parameters for design without prescribing the end result.
When two disciplines meet real innovations can be made. Certain elements of environmental determinism can be usefully combined with a flexible system, which truly evolves with the user.
As a result of this review I would like to set out a modest manifesto.
If architects are to design for people they should:
- Be aware that psychologically healthy spaces need to be flexible enough to allow for individual differences, sub cultural differences and changing needs over time, in order to achieve a sense of 'place'
- Be aware of certain core, universal human needs while accepting individual and cultural differences,
- Avoid writing their own subjective scripts for what they perceive to be psychologically healthy buildings or cities, and
- If they can not design ideal spaces for peace and happiness, at least aim to minimize psychological and social harm by understanding how a space gains meaning.