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Mila Kunis and Ashton Kutcher hadn't come public with their relationship when Mila went on Ellen to talk about her new film.
Ellen is leads her closer and closer to admitting it without directly asking and when Mila realizes where it is going it's too late. She just freezes and blushes and blubbers and.
Start at 1:15 to see her turn red knowing she can't avoid the question anymore!
"So how long has it been since you last talked to him?"
"Oh you know...give or take a couple minutes"
"You are in so much trouble, Ellen"
I personally don't really pay attention to celebrity couples but moments like this makes me appreciate how they must be so excited about this person they love but how much they want to protect it and keep it secret.

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Altered Couture, Winter 2015 edition
Altered Couture is dedicated to altered and embellished clothing and accessories. It is filled with gorgeous photographs of altered jackets, t-shirts, sweaters, jeans, skirts, and more, accompanied by easy-to-understand techniques and endless inspiration. Learn more about Altered Couture
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A Matter of Perception: Anything Goes in These Layered Polymer Clay Assemblages by Linda Lubé.
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The Queensland opposition leader has blasted the state budget as a "sledgehammer" blow to households, but few government MPs stuck around to hear the criticism.
In her budget reply speech, Annastacia Palaszczuk derided the government for breaking an election promise to lower the cost of living.
Premier Campbell Newman led the exodus as Ms Palaszczuk began speaking, followed quickly by most of his Liberal National Party front bench.
Treasurer Tim Nicholls dutifully watched on as he was mocked for relying on liquefied natural gas - an industry cultivated by the former Labor government - to turn the state around.
Ms Palaszczuk accused the LNP of arrogantly using its huge majority to abuse the trust Queenslanders gave the party at the last election.
She said the LNP had promised to lower taxes, improve unemployment, reduce debt and cut the cost of living, but unemployment was higher than when the party took power.
Two tax hikes imposed in Tuesday's budget would help push bills up $600 next financial year, she said.
"This is not the government Queenslanders thought they were voting for in 2012," she said.
"If last year's budget took the axe to jobs and to frontline services, this year's budget takes the sledgehammer to household budgets across Queensland."


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Ashley Miskoff, NYU Skirball Education Associate: Thank you so much for taking this time and joining us here in the Skirball Rehearsal Room. For our viewers who have no idea what they're about to get into here, can you tell us a little bit about Remote X and how this idea first came about?
Stefan Kaegi: Yeah, basically the vision of this project is to turn the city into a stage and in the same moment to control it highly through an audio-scape that is manually recorded and that really makes it an immersive experience that on one hand you are in the city and obviously you touch, you walk and in the same moment acoustically you're in a completely fictional space. The idea behind the whole story line is that there are more and more of these artificial identities that control us through GPS, through little programs that run on our iPhones, they tell us where to go and we are very dependent on technology, we trust it and it goes up to the point that in a hospital you would have a machine controlling your respiration. And so the question for humanity at some point will be: how much do we give away the decision processes and how much do we want to outsource them to machines? And so the voice you're listening to, you get your headphones, you start walking with a crowd of 50 people and you're following basically instructions of Heather. Heather is a voice composed of 2,000 hours of a female voice and it's a computer speaking to you that tries to, in any moment, predict what you will see, what you will want, how fast you will walk or if you slow down, she will say different things. So it becomes this identity of yours that is a perfect assistant. Then again we are doing this in New York; New York is a totally unpredictable city. We've been rehearsing in snow, suddenly the snow starts to melt, the weather changes, traffic jams, whatever comes in as unpredictable and so this is the contrast: the impact between the predictable and the unpredictable.
Ashley: You talked a little bit about how New York is very different than the other places you're worked and it's a very unique city. Can you tell us how the process of creating this experience in New York in particular has been different than creating it in the other locations that you've been? For instance, Berlin and Brazil.
Stefan: Yeah basically we start making the layout of this project putting a red thread, in the literal sense, through the city. We know that we want to start in a cemetery. We will then somehow use public transport and we will end up on a high place where you look down at the city. But in between we have to sort of, you know, it's like making a film that you can't cut, you can't edit, so you basically have to take people along on that way. And we seduce you to enter doors that normally you wouldn't enter alone. You sort of do it because you are a part of this hoard, this group of 50 people that is very different to the experience people used to have in the 90's when people started to use the Walkman and it felt like 'Are they isolating?, Don't they want to talk to the others?'. It's a different experience because you're sharing a secret. It has a lot to do with conspiracy that you are walking with 50 people that listen to the same beat that might (make them) shake their head along, (and they) eventually will turn into a flash mob. They hear the instruction 'let's walk backwards'. You suddenly have 50 people walking backwards and it becomes a sculpture in public space in a way, but a vivid one that disappears again. So in the next, until the end of April basically in New York, you will on certain corners see, every day at 4 o'clock, 50 people turn around, look up into the sky and then clap in a moment and then start running. And these kinds of choreographies will be performed, not for others — there is no external audience that I had thought of — but there will be people standing around and they will see this thing going on. Some people in India said when we did it "Oh, you're a sect". And first I wanted to say "no" but then again, you're in a crowd that shares a certain experience, an acoustic world, for the duration of two hours. And it might look like a sect at some point and it serves as an intervention, as confusion for public spaces. We bend over to tie shoelaces in the metro at some point where you suddenly see 'okay, half of the subway here is on the ground, what is going on?'. You realize that. There is a subversive potential I guess in nowadays New York where everybody is ready to shoot at somebody running too fast or screaming something that might look like a terrorist attack in some moments. So it does raise these questions about who does the public space belong to? You're asking about different cities we've been. I think it's the 20th city that we are performing this in and for instance it felt very much like we did it in Bangalore around the time when the rape case was a big issue for a young generation. Where they would say 'let's redefine rules according to which public life is organized' basically. They took it as a political project in a way. Whereas I think in Sao Paulo, Brazil, I think people took it much more like a fun, silent disco experience where you dance together with 50 people in the middle of a public space and suddenly we had people who had no headphones whatsoever on their head but they kept dancing along because they socialized with the others. So a lot of unpredictable experiences come out of this experiment in different places: in small cities like Le Havre or in the North of France we can suddenly access very surprising spaces like an ice skating rink or we crossed an entire swimming pool with 50 people while people were swimming all around us. As opposed to St. Petersburg where already about 80 of these shows were running in the last year and they're picking it up this summer again. We use the public space available that is already very much defined for masses: the metro, the subway in St. Petersburg is the lowest one in the world and it has an amazing escalator taking you down that is an experience. This is created for masses and everybody has been there before but with the sound scape we created for it, it became a whole new experience.
Ashley: What are you most looking forward to working with New York audiences or seeing how the New York audiences react to what you've created?
Stefan: Yeah, I'm looking forward to seeing how people react. I mean with very different, all sorts of generations, it seems that the biggest audience we get is between 18 and 35 year-olds because the whole idea that theater can be something interactive is much more familiar to people that have been growing up with social networks than to an older generation that is used to going to the theater at a front row space where you can basically sit and have a little nap while people pretend to be geniuses on the stage. So people participate in it often as a game. Some people have been calling this a treasure hunt and others have called it a game where you constantly enter, accessing new levels but you have to collaborate to find them. Others call it invisible architectures. That's why we've had a lot of urbanists and architects say "Oh you're basically raising a structure through the city that nobody can see and certain amount of people move through exactly this structure including certain choreographies". Choreography is another name you could give it, as it contains a lot of little instructions. And then definitely it is a big music composition, it's an acoustic experience.
Ashley: So it encompasses all art forms really. Can you describe one of the most memorable moments that you've experienced or seen or heard of a previous Remote X tour that you could think of that was maybe unexpected or was some kind of memorable experience?
Stefan: Well, there's a scene that we normally perform, I think we've done it in most of the cities, where you hear the soundscape of a demonstration. It's not just one demonstration against something. It's the demonstration that is composed out of already now we've been recording demonstrations in all the cities where we've performed so you hear a bit of Hezbollah screaming, you hear a German demonstration against gentrification in Berlin, you hear a French demonstration in support of the Palestinians. There was demonstration in Portugal against (Angela) Merkel and her point on the European budget. So all of this melts into kind of a global demonstration and you're walking with it as a demonstration. You're picking up an object from your pocket and raising it up and showing it to the others and so it looks from the outside like a demonstration, but actually you're sort of reenacting dozens of demonstrations in that moment. And we did this in St. Petersburg and it was in a time where it became more and more complex in Russia to make demonstrations. People have been arrested for altering their opinions in public space. But in this crowd, people felt like they couldn't do it and I've seen people demonstrate that never would have done that on their own. And so that was quite a memorable moment especially when police cars came close and didn't really know what they should do, is this a demonstration or not. Because in the same moment, if you don't have a headphone, it's completely silent and you can't hear anything. And so is this a demonstration if it's silent? Inside the headphones it's very loud in the same moment. So it shows I guess a lot of the complexities of this project.
Ashley: Could you talk a little bit about your experience creating other site-specific work, about using other public spaces as your theater? As you talked about, it's not just sitting down and watching some people on stage, it's a different type of theatrical experience but I guess you could still call it public art or performance art or theater.
Stefan: Well the project that we're more touring at the moment is very immersive but it's the contrary of being site-specific because it's a building with about 15 different situation rooms. They reconstruct environments by 20 different people that we've been working with that have to do with weapon trafficking, either as soldiers, as users, as purges, as manufacturers of weapons, as victims or we have a killer actually, from a Mexican drug cartel and we have a policeman performing in it. It's a documentary piece so we've been working with these people and when it will be shown in Toronto next year, the experience is 20 people at a time will get an iPad mini in their hand and they go through this stage design that consists of, it's like a film set that has more than 4,000 props in it, super detailed shooting range for instance in which you walk, you hear the marksmen from Germany explain to you the weapon you're holding with the iPad as he held it when he was filming it. He's not there, but 19 others are there so maybe we can show a bit or include a bit of the video trailer about how audience experienced it here and that will explain much better than me explaining it. So that's one project that is highly interactive and immersive and it also feels very much like a game where you jump identity every seven minutes from being a serial refugee to becoming a lawyer from Pakistan to become an Indian soldier. Site-specific performance…Maybe one to mention would be 100% City that is a project we last made happen in Amsterdam and in Philadelphia for the Fringe Arts Festival and we will do it in Malaysia next August. It's a project where 100 people stand on the stage. But it's very site-specific because these 100 people are chosen from the city in such a way that they represent the demographics of the city according to age, household size, country of origin, neighborhood that you live in, and gender obviously. So they are a sample of the city and they form group pictures basically of what they've experienced. Like you see a group of people who have thought of suicide, the group of people who have children, the group of people who use bicycles, the group of people who own Facebook accounts and so you basically these different social niches mirrored by representatives of your city. So that's something we elaborate in each city in the process of two or three weeks in a very site-specific way. There are many project 100%s: Brussels, Paris, or London.
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Ricardo Gonzalez
Ricardo Gonzalez is a Managing Director and the International Division Director, Wealth Management USA.
In his role, he is responsible for the field leadership aspects of UBS's dedicated international wealth management business across the brokerage and private banking platforms with booking locations in the US, Latin America and Puerto Rico with a focus on catering to high net worth and ultra high net worth clients located in Latin America, Asia, Europe and the Middle East. The booking locations in the US operate across a branch complex structure in New York, Florida, Texas, California and Puerto Rico.
As part of his responsibilities, Rick serves on the boards of directors of several UBS entities including: UBS Bank Canada; UBS Financial Services of Puerto Rico, Inc.; UBS Asesores México, S.A. de C.V.; UBS ASESORES, S.A. (Panamá); and UBS Financial Services (Uruguay) Limitada. He is also a member of the firm's management committees for Global Wealth Management Latin America and Wealth Management USA.
Rick joined UBS 31 years ago. Since 1998, he has held several leadership positions in Wealth Management including President and CEO of UBS International, Inc., Chairman of UBS International, Inc., Head of Wealth Management Mexico, and Head of UBS's Global Latin America, Caribbean and Canada Wealth Management businesses.
Before UBS
Prior to joining UBS, Rick served in various positions in Deloitte Haskins & Sells and Shearson Lehman Brothers, Inc.
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It looks like a little more news concerning the development of the new Star Wars flick has reached the Internet, this time with a healthy dose of official confirmation and much less rumormill nonsense. In a recent chat with the press at the SAG Awards, none-other-than J.J. Abrams himself answered a few questions about how things are going and addressed a few of the rumors that are dominating the web right now. Scroll down to check out what he had to say.
One of best bits of news is that the script is officially done. Starting with a script crafted by Toy Story 3 writer, Michael Arndt, Abrams and Empire Strikes Back writer Lawrence Kasdan put the finishing touches on it and it is ready to go. That, of course, means that they can start in with some official casting and, the best part, some official casting announcements so that we can stop all the damn speculation.
And speaking of casting, it looks like the rumor that Jesse Plemons (Friday Night Lights, Breaking Bad) was being talked to was indeed truth. According to Abrams:
He is one of the actors that we've talked to, yeah. But, you know, it's not often that I read about actors that I'm going to be meeting. I get to read articles about actors who are going to come in. And so I get to see someone and say, 'Oh, I read that I was going to see you. It's very nice to see you.' It's usually agents talking to people about what's happening. It's just a lot of noise.
Abrams also took some time to discuss whether he would be trying to bring Episode VII into the IMAX generation. He had this response regarding that questionable move:
The problem with IMAX is it's a very loud camera. It's a very unreliable camera. Only so much film can be in the camera. You can't really do intimate scenes with it. It's slow. They break down often. Having said that, they're working on digital versions of these and so there may be a version one day. But we're going to be shooting this next movie on film.
So there you have it folks, some actual Star Wars news that didn't originate from the mysterious and unnamed "source" that's always busy spreading rumors. Stay tuned for even more rumors in the coming months. And maybe even some more official news stuff too!
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Labor is demanding to see the details of taxpayer-funded flights Barnaby Joyce and his staffer-turned-partner Vikki Campion took in 2017.
The deputy prime minister's relationship with his now-pregnant partner raised concerns about the potential misuse of taxpayer funds while she worked in various ministerial and MP offices.
Labor senator Kimberley Kitching on Wednesday tabled a notice of motion calling for the details of Mr Joyce and Ms Campion's "special purpose travel" and any international flights.
Mr Joyce has denied breaching the ministerial code of conduct, which says frontbenchers cannot employ "close" relatives or partners or get them work in other ministerial offices "without the prime minister's express approval".
He says Ms Campion was not his partner when she worked in his and Matt Canavan's office, while Damian Drum was not a minister when she transferred to his office.


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COUESNON flugelhorn 140L
This is the instrument every other Flugelhorn maker compares theirs to - and for good reason. I bought mine second hand from my High School era trumpet teacher. He was Couesnon's US clinician and he'd custom-ordered this horn in the 1960's. Unfortunately he never liked it, so he sold it to me for about 20% the cost of a new one. I've never been happier with an instrument than I am with this one. It's clearly one of the only horns in my collection that will remain with me until I can no longer play. If you see one, buy one. You'll not do better at any price!
Purchased new in 1980. Silver plated. I know this is the 'holy grail' of flugels, and I understand why because of the tone, but this horn is also about compromise.
I've happily played mine for over 25 years. It remains consistant in tone and playability. The issues that the owner has to consider are two fold:
1. valves: oil 'em up before every session, because otherwise they might stick. They also make a lot of noise and are B quality in responsiveness.
2. intonation problems are the norm with most flugels, and this one is no different. Slightly out of tune passages are virtually undetectable when at the live gig, but a recording session magnifies the 'problem notes' and will require some 'sweetening' to make things perfect.
Is it worth purchasing if you can find one? yes, for most players. You'll soon learn what notes need to be lipped up to sound 'in tune' and you'll love the tone.
Also, this horn is very easy to blow and doesn't pinch much until you get faily high in the register.
For the pro who records, you'll love a Lawler or perhaps another custom. I recently bought a Lawler TLFL and now wich I had it years ago...
Holy grail? Not really, but a nice horn that is better than most of the competition becuase of the sound.
For the price, you won't find a better flugel anywhere. Almost all major manufacturers attempt to duplicate this horn. Once I bought it, I added Curry CCaps, a 3rd valve trigger (which solved the intonation problems) and Amado water keys. I also had the horn gold-plated, fixing the finish problems. If you get a trigger for it, you won't ever want to sell a horn like this!
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NGRef: SP 0413 8376
OSMap: LR139
Type: Fort, Probable Settlement
Metchley NE Annexe Corner Tower
Reconstructed in 1956, now dilapidated
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Ryknild Street: SW (16) to Droitwich (Droitwich Spa, Hereford & Worcester)
Possible tactical road: WNW (12) to Greensforge (South Staffordshire)
Ryknild Street: N (16) to Letocetvm (Wall, Staffordshire)
Probable tactical road: NW (22) to Pennocrvcivm (Water Eaton, South Staffordshire)
The Metchley site is occupied by two first century campaign forts. The first was a large fort measuring about 656 x 656 ft (c.200 x 200 m), with an occupation area of almost 10 acres (4 ha), with annexes on all sides but the west, giving a total area of about 14½ acres. The fort was defended by a double ditch and bank and has been tentatively dated to the mid-1st century. There is evidence for double barrack-blocks in the northern part of the fort which were normally used to accommodated cavalry turmae ('squadrons'). These fell out of general use during the Claudian period (41-54AD) so this may mean that the fort was built during the earliest Roman military campaigns in Britain, even perhaps before 50AD, possibly taking part in the initial north-western advance into Cheshire and Wales. This fort was very likely occupied by a cohors equitata milliaria, a mixed force of a nominal 1,000 men comprised mostly of heavily-armoured foot-soldiers backed by a lightly-armed cavalry contingent.
The original encampment underwent many changes with military annexes being built to the north, south and east, while a small civil settlement known as a vicus developed on the sloping ground immediately outside the fort's western defences. The large fort was replaced by a smaller one measuring about 510 by 460 feet (c.155 x 140 m) internally, with an occupation area of about 5½ acres (c.2.2 ha), which was defended by a single bank and ditch and lies wholly within the earlier defences. Built c.80AD, it housed a force of perhaps 2 legionary cohorts with no cavalry arm. Outside the north-western side of this fort was a large spread of gravel, possibly metalling for a parade-ground or waggon-park. It is not known whether this area was enclosed by a bank and ditch, thus forming another annexe to the fort.
The line of Ryknild Street through Birmingham, which is clearly visible in Sutton Park to the north of the City, cannot be traced with any clarity either through the centre of town or to the south, and this is discussed in the V.C.H. (p.240) which concludes "... in general the Roman road has been stated to run by or near Trinity Church, Birchfield, Villa Cross, Hunter's Lane, Icknield Street, Monument Lane, Chad Valley and Metchley". Five miles north along Ryknild Street towards Letocetum were the Perry Barr potteries (SP0690). It is possible that Metchley also lay on the route of an ancient trackway known as the Hen Ffordd, which ran westwards to the Central Welsh Marches.
Defences Reconstructed in 1956
Lie just west of the Medical School
"EDGBASTON (near Birmingham.) - There are the remains of a large rectangular enclosure, in Metchley Park, at the south-west corner of this parish, and near Selly Oak ; it lies 400 yards west of Metchley Lane ; the Birmingham and Worcester Canal and the Birmingham and West Suburban Railway cross its south-east corner.
"The earthworks now extant are oblong in form, lying north-west by south-east ; they are situated just north of the Bourne Brook, on fairly level ground, at an altitude of about 500 feet above the sea. they are much worn and mutilated. Even a century ago, Hutton, in giving an account of them, wrote that no part was actually obliterated, the fortification was nearly levelled by cultivation. He described the works as then covering about 30 acres, being nearly in the form of a square, each side of which was 400 yards long ; in the centre was a quadrangular platform of about 6 acres, surrounded by three ditches 'at irregular distances from one another' ; each of these ditches measured 'about 8 yards over.'
"Hutton records that 'pieces of armour were frequently ploughed up' here in his day, 'particularly those of the sword and the battle axe.' A recent cutting was made through the earthworks for the pipes of the Welsh Birmingham Water Supply, but Mr. Pearson informs me that, although careful watch was kept for antiquities, nothing of any interest was found. It may be mentioned that the camp would not be far away from the now lost track of the ancient Icknield Street through Birmingham." (V.C.H. Warwickshire)
The original excavation report, including extracts from earlier antiquarians and a superb site-plan, were gathered together in a superb article in the B.A.S. Transactions of 1934. Additional work undertaken in 1954 was detailed in an article by Graham Webster published in the B.A.S. Trans.. of 1954. The military role of the Metchley fort is also mentioned several times in another article by Graham Webster in the first edition of the Britannia Periodical.
During excavations conducted in 1969, 1987, 1995, 1997 and 1998 it was confirmed that the Metchley fort had undergone three major phases of construction:
Most dating evidence has been in the form of pottery shards, the scarcity of which suggest a period of tenure of between only a few weeks to perhaps a few seasons. Uniformity of pottery at both forts suggest that the later one was built within a few years of the earlier, at most 20.


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Pay Taxes with Credit Card
It's hard to pay the government what they consider their share, but not paying them certainly has serious repercussions. For some of us, the bank accounts hold the money we need – stored up there painstakingly for months. For others of us, we're caught a bit off guard and might find enough to buy a some stamps, but not enough to buy off the IRS this year.
This leads us to the common question: Should I pay my taxes with a credit card?
The answer, surprisingly, might be – yes!
The Downsides of Paying Taxes with Credit Cards
There are definitely some negatives to consider if you're thinking about paying taxes using your favorite piece of plastic. The biggest concerns boil down to your typical financial habits.
- You're going to be charged a fee. There is an extra "convenience fee" added to your payment when you use a credit card, or a debit card for that matter. Depending on where you make your credit card payment, you can be charged up to 3.93%. The fee for debit, or bank, cards is less at just under $4. If you're making a very big payment, this can be a rather substantial penalty if you could just write a check or transfer funds from the bank.
- You're going to deal with credit card debt for years to come. Unless you have the means to pay off that credit card debt in the next thirty days, charging your taxes might mean you're saddled with new debt for years to come. Making the minimum payments on credit cards can leave you struggling under that debt and corresponding interest for decades. If you can't pay it off right away, consider finding alternative solutions.
- You're unaware that you can pay in installments through the IRS. If you're desperate to pay that tax bill and think the credit card is your only hope, you're dead wrong. The IRS, the caring entity that it is, wants you to pay your taxes. They make it a bit easier for you to do so by allowing you to set up payment plans for the amount you owe under $25,000.
- An Online Payment Agreement (OPA) or Form 9465, an Installment Agreement Request, will let you set up payments small enough to handle but big enough to get that debt paid off – unlike credit cards. There is an additional fee (0.25%) associated with paying in installments and interest charged on the balance you're paying down, but at 5%, you're going to get somewhere with these payments. We can't say the same for credit cards that mire you in debt indefinitely.
- You might be penalized for a cash advance. If you do opt to charge your taxes on your credit card, your issuing bank might decide to view the payment as a cash advance and charge you an even higher interest rate than you normally would have. At the higher rate, you can expect to pay even more over time.
Why You Might Opt to Pay Taxes with Credit Cards
For every disadvantage about paying taxes with credit cards, you can find an advantage. In some cases, these are serious advantages worth seriously considering – especially if you already have the cash on hand. Of course, everyone has to choose what's right in his unique situation, but if you're hesitating with that plastic in hand, consider the following.
- You might not pay interest. We've been assuming your credit card has a terribly high interest rate and that you'll be paying a huge amount to the credit card to pay off the charged taxes. If you're savvy and have great credit, however, you might get a break. Look for credit cards that have a minimal or no interest rate on cash advances or charges. Take advantage of a special on a current credit card or open a new account especially to use to pay your taxes. Yes, you'll still pay the convenience fee, but you'll pay no interest for six or twelve months (depending on the best offer you can find), which is a deal even the government can't beat.
- You can earn serious points. It works best if you have cash in hand, but if you have a credit card that helps you earn something nice – airline miles, dollars toward a new vehicle, or just free stuff – think of how much you can earn if you were to charge thousands of dollars in a tax payment. Since you have the cash readily available, it gets to sit in the bank earning a bit more interest for the next forty-five days or so until you pull it out and pay off the balance on the card. Not only did you earn a bit holding on to your cash, you also earned yourself something nice.
- You can keep the government out of your business. While highly subjective, it feels intrusive to a certain degree to voluntarily let the government into personal finances. Credit card balances aren't exactly secret, but there are those who harbor such dislike or distrust for the government and the IRS that they would pay extra by using a credit card just to avoid having to deal with the government month after month making payments through its system.
- You're coming into the money soon – just not soon enough. If you owe taxes and don't have cash on hand because your loan isn't approved yet or you're expecting a big check in the mail, taking out a payment plan from the government doesn't really make sense if you're just looking at the next four to six weeks. In this case, it might be prudent to pay the taxes using a credit card and cross your fingers the money arrives before the balance payment is due.
Even if you miss the first month's payoff, you'll pay only a bit to carry the balance for a month or two while waiting. This plan only works if you are certain funds are coming, perhaps from the sale of a large ticket-item or a dividend or monetary gift. If you're hoping to win the lottery in order to pay off your taxes, you'd be far better off working with the government to get the balance paid.


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R2 Project Manager Ramon Garcia demonstrates the Graphical Equipment Planning feature of R2 Rental Software. Graphical Equipment Planning allows you to see all upcoming activity for commonly sub-rental items, high priced items, commonly rental items across your entire business and can be viewed graphically across months. During the webinar, Ramon describes a few scenarios:
- When to use owned equipment and when to sub-rent
- When to transfer to another location
- How to shorten prep times
- How to hold equipment for clients


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Posterity, you will never know how much it cost the present generation to preserve your freedom. I hope you will make good use of it. If you do not, I shall repent in heaven that ever I took half the pains to preserve it.
― John Adams
A nation of well informed men who have been taught to know and prize the rights which God has given them cannot be enslaved. It is in the region of ignorance that tyranny begins.
― Benjamin Franklin
Experience must be our only guide. Reason may mislead us.
― John Dickinson
God who gave us life gave us liberty. Can the liberties of a nation be secure when we have removed a conviction that these liberties are the gift of God? Indeed I tremble for my country when I reflect that God is just, that His justice cannot sleep forever.
― Thomas Jefferson
From the first dawn of the Revolution I have been ever on the side of liberty and my country.
― Francis Nash
Give me liberty, or give me death!
― Patrick Henry
I only regret that I have but one life to give for my country.
― Nathan Hale
There was never a democracy yet that did not commit suicide.
― John Adams
The tree of liberty must be refreshed from time to time with the blood of patriots and tyrants.
― Thomas Jefferson
Give all power to the many, they will oppress the few. Give all power to the few they will oppress the many. Both therefore ought to have power, that each may defend itself against the other.
― Alexander Hamilton
To anger a conservative, lie to him. To anger a liberal, tell him the truth.
― Theodore Roosevelt
The one absolutely certain way of bringing this nation to ruin, of preventing all possibility of its continuing to be a nation at all, would be to permit it to become a tangle of squabbling nationalities.
― Theodore Roosevelt
Rebellion to tyrants is obedience to God.
― Benjamin Franklin


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Wheelbarrow – Simple Joys
-Tanya Cloete-
For This Project You Will Need:
· FabScraps Mother Earth Collection paper range : C86 002, 005 & 007 & 008
· FabScraps Sticker Sheet ST86 002 (Simple Joys)
· FabScraps Carders Pack MC86 001A (Bird)
· Silhouette Cameo
· I-Top Brad Maker and 28mm Brad Punch and Two 28mm Brads
· Black, White, Red & Green Cardstock
· Tim Holtz Spring Greenery Deco Strip Die
· White & Red Acrylic Paint
· Red Flat Back Pearls, Green Rhinestone, Red Hessian, Gauze, Flowers, Leaves, Paper Straws, Ribbons & Trims
1. Silhouette Cameo:
· Cut a 3D wheelbarrow (the bucket) from sheet 007. Cut the handles from red cardstock and the wheels from black cardstock.
· Make two Brads using the I-Top Brad Maker and punch from sheet 007. This will be used to assemble the wheels.
· Assemble accordingly: ALittleHut.com (before attaching the handles to the bucket paint the edges of this with white paint.
· Add 2 straws on the inside of the handles to make it sturdier. Make bows with the ribbon at the end of the handles and add the flat back pearls as per the picture.
· Cut a 3D Apple from sheet 008 and the stem from green cardstock. Assemble the apple and paint the edges with white and red paint.
· Cut 9 flowers from sheets 002, 005 & 008 to make paper roses. Remember to cut 3 of each of the same size. Mine are various sizes so you can choose how big or small you want yours to be. Assemble the paper roses…you can follow this link on how to make the paper roses https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=skuSJcYNC3E.
· Randomly paint the paper roses with white paint.
2. Cut 6 leaves from sheet 002, 005 and 008 using the spring greenery die.
3. Paint the bird from the Carders Pack with white paint and add the small rhinestone as the eye.
4. Add sticker (Simple Joys) onto white cardstock. Mat onto red, repeat steps using black, white and green as per the picture.
5. Arrange all the pieces and embellishments as you like or as per the picture and glue!
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Woiiii @BIGDON is mod.
16.00 K.O Sky Sports 1
might have a score on Newcastle tomorrow tbh
Everyone bet against us please it might help the gods decide for us to win With our odds that low I am laying us, I'm essentially getting 2-1 on us not winning? that's like printing money!
Honestly I'd recommend everyone to do this. Laying on Betfair is where you play the bookmaker (click on the red/pink bit on the outcome you think WON'T happen). With this essentially you are accepting bets of at odds of 1.57 (on Betfair, 0.57 on here) that Liverpool will win. E.G If you click on the pink bit and type in £10, and submit, you accept a £10 bet from someone else and you keep the £10 if you win, or give them the £5.70 winnings if they lose- you'll have to put the £5.70 up front though unlike a book maker . #PrintingCash
Basically with that £27 Mr Jefferies gave everyone, you can accept a bet of £48 from someone like Moneyman out there betting that Liverpool won't win. If Liverpool win, you lose £27, if they win you gain £48.
Come on.
Win/win for me tbh I've won so much on gambling recently (relatively speaking as I'm a student about £250 this week), I'm happy to pay the £32 for us to get a big win on the board, or be thankful to take the winnings to £300.
The linesman in the Everton game started this off by not giving Suarez goal winning me £50 because my accumulator came in (Needed Liverpool fail to win/Man United fail to win)
Would go all in on 4-3
No power of genius has ever yet had the smallest success in explaining existence. The perfect enigma remains...
I remember this game so much because Cadbury's had just brought out the chocolate bars with crunchie actually in the bars and my Dad watched it with me. 9 years old, emotional rollercoaster. COLLYMORE CLOSING INNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN
Click here to watch the video on YouTube.
will be a draw.
Watching that video, and remembering Suarez disallowed last minute winner (after I had celebrated massively like a cunt), I can't remember the last time in a relatively important game, we've won in the final minute. Would do wonders for morale if we could get one like that tbh.
robbie fowler >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
peter beardslet looks like lionel messi in the face tbh https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wY3cJ...eature=related
everything tbh before lionel messi there was peter beardsley the worlds greatest tbh
howard webb number 7 for man united
Liverpool lead at half time, draw at full time 16/1
Goals galore: QPR v Reading, Liverpool v Newcastle, Deportivo v Mallorca 5/1
Liverpool 2-2 Newcastle 14/1
need to win something today, fucked my bets up yesterday
Basically, I have a tenner on Newcastle at 5/1 so they better win.
Hate betting on Liverpool games, they are too unpredictable for my vcash
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Is your business locally owned and operated? Do you only target specific states, cities, or neighborhoods?
If so, you're hopefully working hard on your website and web presence.
That's great! We love local businesses at Portent, and we'd like to help you out. Here are 3 quick and easy steps that you can take to update your website, and grow your web presence.
Put Your Address & Phone Number on Your Site
This is, to many, a no-brainer. You run a local business; you likely have your address or phone number on your site, right?
Sadly, not always.
Many sites have the company address listed, but it's often hidden away on the Contact or About Us page. Sometimes the number is on the main page, but it's in an image, and is thus invisible to the search engines. Once in a blue moon, I'll see a site that flat out doesn't put their address or phone number anywhere. I'm still confused at how a local business expects to succeed without their address on their site, but I digress.
The easiest and quickest solution is to put your address and phone number in either the header or footer of your site in search-engine readable HTML text. This way, your information is on every page of your site, and you don't have to work it into the site content nor images.
Update Page Titles with Address, City, or Phone Number
Many local business' sites are designed and developed cheaply, by people that don't know enough about designing and developing. I know this from experience – before I came to Portent, I designed and developed some pretty mediocre local sites. But the one thing I did do was make sure that all my client's pages had locally targeted page titles (the text within <title> in your html) featuring the business' address, city, and/or phone number.
What we see a lot from local sites, is that the entire site shares the same page <title>s and sometimes never includes anything local.
The solution?
If your business relies on phone calls for appointments, orders, etc. then you should consider the following approach:
[service/product] – [biz name] [phone number] – [city]
Alternately, if it makes sense to target your locality first (home services like plumbers, landscapers, etc.) then I suggest this:
[city] [service/product] – [biz name]
When I write <title>s, I like to call out the business with a superlative, such as Houston's Favorite Pizza, Atlanta's Best Tapas, or Minot's Only Acupuncturist. This will get the attention of your potential customers in the search results by helping you stand out from the competition – who wants to go to the local pizza joint, when you're Houston's Favorite?
Claim Your Local Search Engine Listings
Do you own your own place listing on the major search engines? Do you even know whether you have listings on the major search engines?
If not, you should. They're the most important tools to your local business' success.
It's an easy process – it only takes about 30 seconds (depending on your typing speed). Each of these will have a step by step process that is very easy to follow. At the end of the process, the site you have submitted to will call you, mail you, or email you a PIN number to confirm you as the business owner. Enter that PIN, and your listing will be claimed. Submit your listing to the following sites:
- Google Places: http://www.google.com/local/add/businessCenter?gl=us&hl=en-US
- Bing Local: https://ssl.bing.com/listings/ListingCenter.aspx
- Yahoo: http://listings.local.yahoo.com/
For many of you, your local business is your life. For the rest, local SEO is the key to getting a leg up on the competition. We have a lot of experience in local SEO, and if you'd like a full review of what can be done to improve your local SEO efforts, we can help!
If you have any questions or comments, please add them below. We'd love to let you know what you can do to improve your local SEO.


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Drop Shots is a new feature on Tennis Is Tops. This will be a series of brief articles and thoughts about what's going on in tennis today—or not going on— what went on yesterday, or might go on in the future. Confused? In other words, I'll be writing about "whatever comes to mind," (as my sister Judy would say. She's a psychotherapist and psychoanalyst and doesn't play tennis, but she works out everyday. Our parents played golf. I think I got the athlete genes.) Here we go…
Where Are They Now Or Whatever Happened To?
There are so many players who were once on the ATP and WTA tours but disappeared from sight. Have you wondered where they are and what happened to them? I'll drop one of these in every once in a while. I will post this now and continue to add to this list. Let's roll… I have wondered for a long time about :
Anastasia Myskina-It's likely that not too many of you will probably remember her, although she did win the French Open in 2004. Given the stack of top-ranked Russian women on the tour today, this is hard to believe: Myskina was the first Russian female tennis player to win a Grand Slam event . Add to that, she was the first Russian female tennis player to reach the top three in the history of the rankings. (Watch for more about Russian players in a future post.) In September 2004 she reached a career high of No.2. Because of injury, she has not played professional tennis since 2007. She has a "Coming Soon" website: http://www.anastasiamyskina.com/, and a fairly complete write up in Wikipedia: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anastasia_Myskina


text: 1. Bought a designer bag (Coach Soho Signature Small Flap in Silver/Dark Brown, thanks for asking! ). Thought about it for months, finally decided to give up my clearance bin NineWest habit and be GOOD to myself. 2. Carried my treasure in it's shopping bag for half an hour before going back and buying my second Coach item (Signature mini-skinny in Silver/Dark Brown). Couldn't really expect me to put my clearance bin wallet in my new beautiful purse could you? 3. Posted on a Purse forum.


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About your knee pain – Why and How to reduce your pain.
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Screw you neutral pelvis!
Today in class we re-learned walking, because we forget things, and walking is one of them, that one thing even your mother or wife won't remind you of. When we were walking in the studio, I asked everyone to pay attention to their low back – is it over-arching or over-tucking, and one lady said […]
Dump your tucked pelvis
This post is about "stop tucking your pelvis"- a very common instruction in yoga, dance, fitness classes. I am taught this way when I'm a student; I used to teach this way for a long time when I became a teacher. Not anymore. What I'm about to write may piss off lots of people, but […]


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TUNUYAN: Argentina's Grand Expedition
For 13 years The Rio Tunuyan resisted all attempts to descend it's grand canyon. Now an audacious group of river explorers takes up where the failed attempts left off in their bid to lay claim to this elusive first descent.
In early February of 1992 a fledgling group of rafters embarked on a 100km river trip with little more than yellow rain suits and a few river snacks. 7 days later, search parties found a severely dehydrated and mostly despondent group of rafters in the bottom reaches of the canyon. Stories of the ill-fated trip tempted a generation of local and international explorers alike with a first descent of epic proportions so close to Argentina's main tourist attractions in the high Andes Mountains. 10 years after the first attempt Silvio Gurrieri a local raft guide and kayaker assembled an international group of kayakers to make the second attempt on the Tunuyan. This time prepared for five days in the canyon proper, the group covered little downstream ground in the first three days do to peak glacial flows in a continuously vertical walled gorge. Now Silvio has met up with fellow Argentinean standout Pato Valsechi and extreme kayaker Ben Stookesberry to make another attempt at completing one of South America's last great whitewater expeditions.
From left to right: Silvio Gurrieri,Ben Stookesberry, and Pato Valsechi
∑ The order of the previously upright raft mixed violently in the recirculation at the base of the second falls.
∑ Winter breaks late and arrives early to a mountain range with many peaks exceeding 20,000 feet.
∑ With a vertical wall rising several thousand-feet from the rivers edge on the right and an improbably vertical scree slope guarding the left hand bank, Silvio says that this was the most frightening portage of the previous attempt.
∑ It is times like this when I can't decide whether our sport epitomizes mental fortitude or mental masochism.
February 10th, 1992
Sage coated air vacillated between chilly breezes and icy gusts of wind at nearly 10,000-feet in the Argentinean Andes Mountains. A group of rafters donned yellow rain jackets and assessed the Rio Tunuyan crisscrossing the massive U shaped valley into the visible distance. The loosely informed yet audacious owner of Betancora Rafting, Fernando Cartez, had enlisted an unlikely group to attempt the first descent of a major drainage of the Andes Mountains. Cartez, his three fledgling raft guides, and three professors of physical education, made their way down to the river from the overlook. While the rest of the crew shared the burden of the inflated 16-foot paddle raft, Fernando carried the groups only provisions. Planning on a celebratory asado (Latin American style BBQ) to meet them at the takeout, he thought it necessary to bring only a few river snacks in anticipation of a 6 hour float.
Raul the shuttle driver had already spent a stiflingly hot day and an uncomfortably warm night at the Valle De Uco, the rafters scheduled take out. After leaving the group at the end of the road miles from the river, gauchos had transported the rafters and their gear over a high mountain pass to the put-in. Raul thought a full day of the trekking with mules and horses was a lot of work for a single day on the river, but he was happy to get paid for the work. It was three in the afternoon and the days heat approached another oppressive crescendo forcing the heavily set and heavily sweating shuttle driver out of the shade trees and down to the river. Raul fell to his knees in thick brown sand bringing ice-cold water to his face and neck. He imagined the group upstream hooting and hollering in anticipation of another chilly blast of glacial water. As Betancora's only shuttle driver, he always felt a bit left out on the adventure, but soon consoled himself by settling into the cool grit of a riverside nap.
Pato contemplates a bad place for a raft in 2005
Crisscrossing the wide alluvial valley with surprising speed, the slate grey Tunuyan carried the raft playfully through a parade of small standing waves and gentle holes. After a chilly and somewhat anxious start, the rafters joked and laughed while casual paddling. The rafters took notice and as the entire valley swerved to the right and the meandering channels merged to one. The recently lively crew went silent as the river roared to life and accelerated their raft towards a constriction of jagged boulders. After a moments pause, Fernando screamed for everyone to paddle hard and oriented the raft to the river left bank. The raft connected with conflicting currents at the rivers margin and spun upstream, slowing just enough for one of Fernando's understudies to jump free and anchor the bowline to a riverside boulder. The Tunuyan had presented the group a major obstacle. Ahead the river appeared to vanish into the valley floor. With a long scout from the bluffs above, they find a broiling mess of water entrenched 60 feet into the glacial rubble of the valley floor. Fernando's team was not prepared for this, and there were murmurs of discontent from the relatively inexperienced crew. Fernando quickly pointed out the exhilarating and more runnable rapids that they saw downstream, and wrote this "nasty bit" off as an anomaly. They all agreed to portage, lining the raft down the long, steep boulder strewn nightmare. Taking an hour and a half to portage the cataract, the group faced the river below with an emerging sense of urgency.
Below the portage the raft continued without interruption, but the entire group was looking forward to the end of a non-stop procession of powerful rapids. Taking on a lot of water through a series of waves and holes, Fernando was again calling for everything the group had to escape the main current, aiming for an area of calm water along the right bank. Despite the effort, the waterlogged raft slipped past a last chance eddy into a series of three river wide falls hemmed in by now towering canyon walls. The raft sailed over the first ledge melting into the froth at the bottom emerging sideways at the lip of the second falls. With just enough time for Fernando to realize that one of the professors was already missing, the raft flipped hard. The order of the previously upright raft mixed violently in the recirculation at the base of the second falls.
Hours later, Raul awoke in the dark with mosquitoes buzzing in his ear. Embarrassed for missing the rafters' arrival, he wandered back into the trees of the riverside camp to find no sign of the group. He knew that they could not have floated past with a small diversion dam blocking all downstream progress. Raul was accustomed to the roadside Rio Mendoza where he followed rafters' progress from a conveniently placed highway. Emerging from a thought progression towards the worst, he chose the less drastic of his two options: wait. The following morning, Raul awoke early from uneasy sleep to pace the riverbank and fear the worst. By noon he was driving to a nearby town to spread troubling news.
The bleak propects of down stream progress sans raft
12 years 11 months later: January 3rd, 2005
A short, stocky Argentinean named Silvio Gurrieri has the miscellaneous audience of raft guides, kayakers, and a few of the day's guests sitting on the edge of their seats with this tale. He is intimately connected to the Tunuyan's lore having worked for Betancora on and off for 9 years. He was not on that failed first attempt, but instead organized the second attempt in February of 2002. Consisting of an international group of experienced kayakers, Silvio's attempt had encountered peak glacial runoff forcing long exposed portages book marked by the most intense river running any of them had ever done. After three days and little downstream progress, they abandoned their attempt 35 miles from their would be takeout. In the traditional sense, a hike out was not an option for the group owing to the remoteness of the Tunuyan's canyon. One might hike for 100 miles to the north, west, or south without encountering a single soul, let alone road. Thus the group toiled to the east, moving downstream on foot along the steep, exposed canyon wall thousands of feet above the river. It took them two days to reach a dilapidated refuge, and a concerned search party on horseback. Undaunted Silvio returned 14 months later to retrieve the kayaks and paddle the bottom portion of the river with flows greatly reduced by the freezing temperatures of autumn in the high Andes.
As Silvio continues the story with the rafters now desperate fight for life in frigid, turbulent waters; I wondered aloud, "How could Fernando have been so naïve to bring such an inexperienced group on a first descent, let alone to think they could complete 60 miles of river in a single day?" But wasn't my own previous attempt on the Tunuyan just as ill conceived?
Upon arriving to Argentina just two months earlier with fellow class V nut Devin Knight, the Tunuyan was the first river to catch our attention on a recently bought road map. The map showed road access to an alpine river valley; after which, the river cut a course through a vast roadless section of the high Andes. Everything hinted at multi-day expedition. On top of this, we had heard nothing about this river, which made it all the more enticing. So we did what any young, self-proclaimed extreme kayakers would do: we bought a few days worth of food, packed a role of duct tape in lieu of a first aid kit, strapped the kayaks on the roof of our rental mini-van, and headed for the put – in. The truth is, our Hyundai minibus just wasn't made for that kind of abuse. And once we reached an Argentinean army checkpoint an estimated 30 miles from the river's put-in, our worst fears were confirmed.
Dev and I contemplate the the 14,500 foot pass Portillo Argentina in early November
In slow Spanish one of the officers explained to me that we were free to proceed, but the road went over a 4,400-meter pass covered in winter snow. With a bit of quick math, and a little head scratching, extreme kayakers had a revelation: "This will be like trying to take the Hyundai minibus over the summit of Mt Rainer in the springtime… sic!" The next question seemed to confirm to everyone in the outpost that we had absolutely no idea what we were doing. "How long should we wait for the snow to melt?" Now they were all shaking there heads, and I realized that we must need 4-wheel drive with clearance to make the drive. I signal towards their over sized army transport, but they were still shaking their heads. Running out of silly questions and bad ideas, Devin and I drove south. A month later Devin returned to California, while I boarded a bus and returned north to the Tunuyan.
"Maybe it's because they don't labled it the Grand Canyon of the Tunuyan on the road maps," a now smirking Silvio responds. I am caught in a daydream, and the whole room is staring. I snap back to reality to agree that he has a point. I think Silvio considers me a bit of a cowboy at times, yet our destinies have become inextricably linked. We have just agreed to attempt the Tunuyan in two months time. That time flies by in a blur of fevered anticipation as we hash and rehash every detail of the planed descent down to the last gram of Gorp. With the addition of Pato Valsechi, one of the Countries most experienced and well-equipped adventurers, we are well prepared for the challenge.
2 months later: March 6th
I would like to think that the next 5 to 8 days will be little more than a formality to claiming our first descent of the Tunuyan, but the sky and my gut are saying otherwise. Winter breaks late and arrives early to a mountain range with many peaks exceeding 20,000 feet. Driving to the trailhead and first refuge, snow falls sideways. Pato Valsechi is behind the wheel of the Toyota helix calmly sipping mate (Argentinean style tea) while bouncing along the edge of a 2000-foot cliff. Pato's brother Maxi, our shuttle driver, is sprawled out in the passenger seat refilling the wooden gourd, passing it always counter clockwise: next to Silvio, then me, and finally serving himself. Maybe it's the anticipation of the river, the shear drop off to my right, the driving snowstorm, or the hyper-caffeinated sting of mate; but I'm practically jumping out of my skin. The Argentineans are quiet and meditative, and I try to fall into their pensive mood. I take solace in Pato's cautious driving, and the cold weather that should eliminate any chance that the river will be too high.
Recently filled corrals and an ancient two-room stone hut signal the end of the road and the beginning of the trail over Portillo Argentina. We unload our gear into a covered stall with fresh meat hanging from the ceiling, while the world turns white outside. Maxi offers a few terse well-wishes before departing just as our last bag leaves the truck. He is anxious to return to Mendoza before the storm renders the road impassable. Maxi's departure brings the cold realization of our impending isolation.
Inside, the hut is dank with the smoke from wood fire, red meat, and cigarettes. Tonight we share this refuge with the gauchos. There is a younger group of three that is drinking wine and playing cards in the bunkroom. These are the leaders of the mule team that will take our gear and us over the 14,400-ft. pass in the morning. Silvio made this journey with them once before, and they seem to admire his courage in leading another. They share their wine freely with all three of us. As the bottle makes the rounds, the young cowboys joke with Silvio and Pato about my status as the unwitting pawn in this whole affair. I don't mind the jokes, and they make sure I get plenty to drink.
As they settle into their card game, we join the larger group of horsemen in the kitchen. These men welcome us in immediately and are quick to relate the history of this place. The trail that we are about to embark on was an important trading rout with Chile until a railroad connected the two countries moving most legitimate trade 70 miles to the North nearly 90 years ago. However, this trail stayed active as a major smuggling rout. When Silvio mentions the remnants of one such smugglers' trails blasted into the canyon wall, the men take notice. "It is relatively easy to reach the headwaters of the Tunuyan from Chile because the pass is much less severe. So it makes sense that the smugglers would try to find a rout through the canyon, instead of having to deal with another more precipitous pass and army checkpoints to complete the Andean crossing," remarks the eldest of the men. These modern gauchos are guides and porters as opposed to the smugglers and outlaws of prior generations; and therefore, have only hearsay awarness of the decrepit smuggling routs. Surprisingly, the eldest of these gauchos tells the story of Betancora Rafting's failed attempt in 1992 as a prime example of the Canyon's Taboo. As it turns out, it was his father that transported them over the pass 13 years ago. After a few hours of wine, steak, and drink they seem to be as apprehensive and excited for our attempt as we are.
At 11,000 feet the wind howls through the crowded, drafty hut as I search for, but do not find, sleep. We rise at first light the next morning to find a few inches of wind blown snow, crystal clear skies, and a socked in cloud mass covering the plains below. As we prepare for the days ride, our gauchos load irritated mules with kayaks, food, and river gear; all the while, the thick soup of clouds from below rises into our hanging valley. The thick fog engulfs our camp. Freezing temperatures turn the condensation to snow. We hasten to ready the remainder of the gear in an effort to race the frigid storm for the pass. Above the clouds, the day is stunning.
After riding for nearly two hours, there is still no sign that the pass is at hand. Colossal mountains soar to the heavens on all three sides of the stair stepping valley. Two hours pass and I am working out the last of my horse's misgivings about his woefully inexperienced rider when we arrive at the base of a relatively low pass through the rim of craggy summits. The animals labour up steep switch-backs cut into a foot of fresh snow, but are unrelenting in their climb. Finally gaining the pass slightly ahead of the pack, we emerge through a rocky keyhole into a flat big enough for a very small picnic. Behind us the foggy soup has seemingly stagnated below. Ahead, the trail drops precipitously into a limitless expanse of Andean wilderness. Another, more significant weather system looms dark in the valley below. The moment my second thoughts begin to build, the mule train reaches the small landing forcing my animal off the other side. The trail ahead has been broken, but only by those just ahead of me. Two feet of drifted snow is caked to a 35-degree slope and my horse is doing his impression of a glissade. I decide that if there are any rapids on the river that are this dangerous, I will portage without hesitation. My animal eases his way through this nightmare while I am about to pass out from clenching every muscle in my body at significant altitude. A few hundred feet down, the snow and pitch gradually relent, as did my veritable bear hug on that wonderful animal. I pledge my undying gratitude to the warm fuzzy mule over the next few hours.
Through several hours of relentless riding through driving sleet and cold, I pull my focus inward stoking heat from memories of Mexico, Costa Rica and the like.
I emerge from my tropical manifestation, to bear witness to the entrance of a holy cathedral; beyond which, the next unknown journey lies just downstream. My first glimpse of the Tunuyan is emotional. Its a literal dream come true. I wipe away the tears and lead my weary animal by reins the short distance to the valley below. The sound of a patient river grows with every step.
Tonight we find refuge in the spacious Refugio Dominguez. By comparison to the mud hut at the trailhead on the other side of the pass, this old military outpost is the Ritz Carleton. Our land-based journey ends here, but will continue for our young guides who will return to the trailhead while the other group of gauchos continue on to Chile. Our three parties gather around a massive fireplace and contribute food and drink to a communal feast. Succulent bife de chorizo, fresh salad and bread, along with the warm intoxication of tangy red wine quell our collective angst.
The morning dawns far too early and our final preparations begin in earnest. I am delirious with anticipation and chastise Silvio and Pato for fraternizing with the gauchos when they should have been packing. I regret the unwarranted outburst and step outside to cool off.
The air is crisp and without movement beneath remarkably clear skies. Thousands of feet up into the mountains, yesterday's snow blazes in the early morning sun as shadows recede across the valley floor. Pato and Silvio join me on the porch to marvel at our good fortune. Over the quarter-mile hike from the refuge to the first of the river's braided channels, we discover the true burden of our mules. Hundred-pound kayaks tear at the flesh of our shoulders, and mock the thought of any impending portages. At the rivers edge, kayakers embrace horsemen and bid "suerte" for luck. We enter the Tunuyan's shallow channels with high hopes.
Turning our backs on 21,000-foot Andean volcanoes of the Chilean border, we paddle quickly through a spectacular, but briefly meandering, Tunuyan. Just as Betancura before us, we are soon confronted with the stark metamorphosis as the valley bends to the right. Pato and I follow Silvio to the river's edge to scout what lies ahead. Gaining just enough elevation to see downstream by standing on the bank in my kayak, I see the river constrict and accelerate. It seems to me that we might save some energy, and scout from a point further downstream. I wait for Pato and Silvio at the beached kayaks in protest of a premature scout. After 10-minutes, I am on the verge of suggesting that they defer to me to lead the descent.
Luckily, I kept my mouth shut as I realize the value of their reconnaissance. Reaching the point of my intended scout, I am already committed to what lies ahead in the now deeply entrenched channel. I am relieved to see Pato and Silvio as they fly by my precarious eddy dropping over a ledge and out of sight. By stopping just above this horizon line, I accept a distinct disadvantage in speed. Unable to quickly accelerate my overloaded kayak, I pay for my lack of momentum over the next quarter mile. I spend an uncomfortable amount of time buried deep under water through a seemingly endless series of ledges. I catch the bottom end of a flushing eddy immediately above a picket fence of jagged looking boulders that guard yet another horizon line. Silvio flashes me a knowing smile as I join him in the eddy.
"Hey Ben, are you ok man because it looks like you are breathing pretty hard" says Silvio, paying more attention to the next move then my disdainful expression. "Don't worry" he goes on "we call this one The Asthmatic." He turns quickly and peals out of the eddy with Pato close behind.
For the next half-mile we continue playing the Tunuyan's high speed chess game, volleying from one side of the river to the other, lining up for ledge holes, avoiding pin-spots, and otherwise paddling for dear life. With the appearance of a downstream eddy, we seize the opportunity to call a timeout. While Silvio is thriving in the non-stop action, Pato seems a bit overwhelmed having escaped two near pins by the narrowest of margins. These challenging rapids are made that much more difficult by the weight of our kayaks.
The river soon relents into a more manageable, yet still exhilarating pace. We are only a few hours downstream; and already, this place reeks of absolute isolation. The once entrenched riverbed spreads to a more comfortable width, but valley walls morph into an ever-encroaching bedrock gorge. Without warning the river falls out of sight, and we exit the current at the last possible moment. Upon viewing the rapid, we are all thankful for the lower water that was not experienced on Silvio's previous trip.
"What are now straight forward ledges, were massive river wide keepers," remarks Silvio. "This rapid is called Physical Education for the first attempt where they lost the raft and almost drowned." (On Silvio's last attempt, they lost significant time here because the fore-mentioned "massive river-wide holes" guarded the entrance to a long vertical walled rapid; thus, they were forced to portage the entire section. This time we run the rapid and canyon without incident.)
After running two more of the previous trip's portages, we face a rapid that Silvio has warned us about throughout the planning for the expedition. Silvio named this one Sin Paso or No Way Out because there is no good way to get around the cataract. The reason becomes readily apparent from our upstream eddy. With a vertical wall rising several thousand-feet from the rivers edge on the right and an improbably vertical scree slope guarding the left hand bank, Silvio says that this was the most frightening portage of the previous attempt. However, an initial survey of the rapid reveals it to be of marginal navigability. We soon deem the rapid less dangerous than the portage, and opt to run it. Once headed down the tongue toward a pile of what Pato calls Garbage rocks, our scout becomes almost meaningless. The garbage rocks had concealed a sticky hole that lurked just downstream. We all struggle in the hole and lose momentum over the ensuing 8-foot falls. Pato suffers the worst, surfing the hole before melting into the base of the falls only to be violently spit out offline and into a veritable graveyard of sieves. Silvio and I battle through 2 more falls before seeing Pato slip though the only possible exit of the nasty jumble. Despite Pato's sketchy line, we all agree that the rapid is one of the best so far and is much preferable to a two-hour portage. Our exuberance is palpable, running the fabled river without portaging to this point. Silvio soon tempers our premature back patting by mentioning, "from here the river's intensity will only build to the real crux sections of the Tunuyan."
We finish the day several hours later with an exhaustive effort, having run 31 km of the estimated 91 km of the Tunuyan without a portage. Having already gained two of its principle tributaries (the Rio Salinas and Rio Colorado) just upstream of our camp, the flow of the river has more than doubled. We catch an hour of late afternoon sunlight, and bask in what must be 70-degree weather. We attribute the increase in temperature to a significant drop in elevation (nearly 2000 feet) that is also reflected in a change in vegetation. Cactuses and small trees are evidence of this, but we also see signs of warming at higher elevations where snow had fallen the previous day. As sun sinks into the upstream canyon, the river changes color from slate grey to chocolate brown. To our relief, the morning reveals only a small rise in the height of the river along with more perfect weather.
Just as Silvio prophesized, day 2 begins with more intense white-water that is locked between vertical canyon walls. Not even an hour after putting in, we encounter the most significant drop so far. The river drops 15 feet through massive hydraulics. We make our first portage with little effort, but Silvio warns that we are quickly approaching a mandatory portage and a box canyon.
Downstream the canyon opens slightly allowing a magnificent vista of snow capped peaks more than 10,000 feet over head. The respite is short lived. Hotel size boulders constrict the rivers flow to a boiling frenzy. Towering gorge walls are visible just downstream as we measure our progress carefully, moving downstream from eddy to eddy. Last chance eddy hopping can become a macho style game of Russian roulette, and I fold first opting to look at the maelstrom ahead before proceeding any further. Silvio looks on disapprovingly as Pato quickly follows suit. From shore I can see that Silvio is contemplating yet another downstream move into a tumultuous eddy above certain death. I shake him off from shore, but he seems sceptical of my signal. Half of me wants to tell him to do what he pleases, but downstream a thousand CFS go subterranean at the entrance to a towering box canyon. I repeat my signal to come ashore. Our side of the river offers absolutely no chance of portage, and I want nothing to do with the death sieve. I decide to hike back upstream of this overgrown boulder garden to scout and/or portage from river right. Pato is on my program, but Silvio resists my initiative yet again. There is more than a bit of tension between the two of us, and I fear the situation will come to a head.
According to Silvio this is the first of two crux sections and is the site where his first attempt ended with a long, gruelling hike downstream. After a laborious scout of the box canyon, we set our sites on the massive portage at hand. Misgivings between Silvio and I fade during the subsequent two-hour portage. Exhausted we find a river emerging from the impressive slot gorge only to sieve into more dangerous boulder gardens. We portage for another half an hour at river level until we are literally forced off the bank by more vertical canyon walls. The rapid we will be forced to run is dicey at best. However, for the first time on the trip, we enter a discussion as a team, and take a long break to consider how best to proceed.
In this portion of the Canyon, both Silvio's last trip and the Bantancora rafters were forced thousands of feet up onto the Canyon walls in an effort to hike out. In a severely dehydrated state, one of the professors on the first attempt, nearly fell to her demise when crossing a steep slope of loose rock exposed over a thousand foot cliff. Luckily she caught hold of a bush to escape the deadly plunge. For these rafters, this was their fourth day spent hiking in the canyon after losing the raft, but the group felt renewed hope upon hearing planes making several passes over their position. They waved their arms in hopes of signalling would be rescuers, but they were the proverbial needle in the haystack in the profound depths of the canyon. As the light began to leave the canyon, they found themselves stranded for yet another bone chilling night without bag or blanket. They retreated to the river to wet cracked lips with muddy water. The next morning only brought the chilling obligation to head straight back up the canyon wall a thousand feet to continue the hike.
Through a gruelling patchwork of portages and must run rapids, we finish our second day having covered only six miles of river in seven hours. From our second camp Silvio points to the second major crux of the Tunuyan just downstream. We are tempted to abandon the river level attempt of the vertical walled corner, and make a gruelling portage over a high ridge that bisects the river bend. We put off the descision until morning turning our focus to the evening show. The canyon blazes red and then fades to grey in the setting sun. As the twilight settles into darkness, a river of stars runs thick overhead. We say silent thanks to continued clear weather.
We rise to prehistoric Condors circling overhead as sunlight breaks into the upper reaches of the Canyon. Silvio is convinced that our good weather will soon break as these Condors are searching for food in anticipation of a storm. I hope his prediction is flawed, but wispy cirrus clouds streaming overhead forebode his conjecture.
With the impending bad weather, we make a collective decision to continue on at river level in order to expedite downstream progress. Our morning hours are spent eddy hopping through a maze of powerful chutes in between massive boulders. We are again tiptoeing on the brink of something more significant. Boiling and quivering above smoking horizon lines, the Tunuyan seems to resist the next downstream passage.
From a vantage atop a three-story boulder on river left, we see crazed currents running head long into another unseen mist laden falls. Below a relatively placid pool beckons our passage. Silvio spots his line and goes for the smallest of eddies just above the downstream falls. I have great respect for Silvio's abilities, it is hard for me to watch his attempt at the precarious downstream eddy. After days of toiling through this expedition, I want nothing more than to see our take out with the whole crew safe and sound. This is not, however, an unwarranted risk as there are truly no other good options for continuing downstream. Silvio paddles with conviction through the initial gauntlet, knifing through conflicting currents to the rivers opposite bank, he exits at the precarious brink. It is times like this when I can't decide whether our sport epitomizes mental fortitude or mental masochism. Regardless, Silvio has saved Pato and I similar torture standing ready to pull us ashore if needs be.
Below the crux we are making good down stream progress for the first time since day-1, with kayaks made significantly lighter by two and a half days of food consumption. However, Silvio seems possessed by the impending storm, and it is all I can do to keep him in sight. I am caught between a downstream charging Silvio and the lagging pursuit of Pato. With a mix of anxiety and excitement I paddle hard after the fiery Argentinean through an endless barrage of class-five rapids. For the ensuing hours, the canyon pulses between black sheer walled gorges, and massive amphitheatres of red rock. I want to stop at the end of every rapid, but the sky is turning black before its time and Silvio proclaims a small covered refuge around every corner.
7 days after losing their raft a famished, dehydrated, mostly despondent, but very much alive group of rafters was found just above this same small, dilapidated refuge. They had made the 50-mile downstream hike aided by a single throw bag and mortal motivation. From the few points along the trek where they could actually see the river, they deemed the river unrunnable and felt blessed that the debacle had not lead to a much greater misfortune.
Three days and more than a vertical mile below the Tunuyans Alpine valley, our jubilant albeit dead tired group of kayakers arrives at this historic point of passage to the Rio Tunuyan. A partially intact tin roof of a stone structure that brought salvation for the two previous attempts now provides much needed refuge from the onslaught of a major Andean downpour. Were it not for Silvio's single mindedness, we would have weathered the monsoon in the unprotected reaches of the upper canyon. More over, we awake in the morning to find a river that had tripled in size to a massive muddy flow, with heavy snowfall visible in the canyon upstream. We paddle the final 15 miles of river in a little over 4 hours through huge rain swollen cataracts. As the Tunuyan exits the last of it's canyons and spills out onto the plains, we enter a wooded park with a small diversion dam just down stream.
A two car caravan awaited our arrival on a dirt road just a short distance from the rivers edge. Silvios father was the first to spot us emerging from the trees and onto the road and offered us an enthusiastic "hey hey!" The rest of the welcoming party emerged slightly less enthusiastic, yet still full of Argentinean hospitality.
After the trip, I lingered in Argentina for another month riding the high of our accomplishment as far as it would take me. The river had finally relinquished its prohibition on successful descents, setting the stage for all attempts that will inevitably follow. In retrospect it was a miraculous convergence of circumstance that allowed us to pass unscathed through the Tunuyan's depths. More importantly three individuals entered an unknown journey and emerged on the other side as a team.
Posted by Ben Stookesberry at 10:59 AM
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- ADM. UTMA CUYO said...
Hola, impresionante, expedición.
Les hago una pregunta, antes de que el rio tunuyan se una con el rio salinillas y colorado - pasaron por algún puente que pueda utilizarse para cruzar caminando? - sobre el rio tunuyan. Estamos organizando una expedicion (enero)y ese dato es muy importante para planificarla. mail:
- December 10, 2007 at 3:36 PM
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HubPages (Limerick)
Admitting Addiction to HubPages
If we are honest with ourselves, we would admit that from time to time, we have gone through phases of adddiction to HubPages. In the beginning we were confused, like a tourist in a foreign place trying to understand the customs and the language. We stuck out like a sore thumb because we asked questions like, "What is a fanmail?", "What is Google Adsense?", or "What is the difference between an author score and a hubscore?".
As time went by, we became more accustomed to our surroundings and started to fit in. Then somewhere along the way, addiction kicked in. We started to make comments like, "Were you just listening to Keith Urban? That is like sunshine's favorite country singer!" (Your friends look at you like you have been abducted and brainwashed by Martians.) Trying to hold in the laughter you reply, "Oh yeah, sorry, that is someone I follow on HubPages". You know when you start conversing in HubPages language in the real world, that addiction has set in.
So, I have chosen to dedicate a Limerick to HubPages and I hope you enjoy!
HubPages Limerick
Beginning is chaotic confusion
Capsules and fanmail what is their function
A few weeks have now passed
Answers received at last
Confusion is replaced with addiction
Addicted to this writing website,
Where you begin to read and then write
As you get on a roll
HubPages takes your soul
Nothing to do can try all your might
Funny Disclaimer
The example I used above regarding sunshine and her love for Keith Urban never did happen to me for real. It was just an example of how we can intertwine both HubPages and life together without even noticing it.
I sit with eyes blurred vision woes
my aching back, my freezing toes
statistics stare
I'm counting share
Hubpage addiction just never slows
I wish I'd have seen this before I ever signed in! lol
Great job!
Yep! You hit the nail on the head with this one. I still consider myself a newbie but I'm learning the ropes because addiction has taken over. Thanks Josh!
Loved the limerck and the Hub. It is easy to get addicted to Hubpages. I just don't have as much time as I once did but still read and write every chance I get. Voted up and funny.
Voted up and funny. How very true we're all HubPage addicts. lol In other words it's just as dizzying as liquor but works so much quicker.
Great fun Josh - voting up and best wishes from a fellow addict!
josh: You are one funny guy! This is charming. You say out loud what we all feel. I love it! You know how to express yourself so creatively!
hahaha...good one Josh.
YES, I admit I am addicted to HP and nothing can refrain me from it...lol
I loved this. The picture is a nice complement to the limerick Josh. I bet all of us are addicted to hubpages to some degree.
Voted up, awesome and funny. Shared this on HH
So true, so true! I try not to talk about HubPages too much in the "real world," because we all REALLY know that our own HubPages is really the real world. LOL. Fun hub!
Ah this is so true, we all go through this phases, and some of us are still confused as well as addicted. Lol
Love the limeric.
interesting... funny... limerick you say... :))...
Yep, you got it in one, Josh, least this has been my expereince too!!! It does take your soul, in a good way but!!! Lovely poetry, great pic, is that you clinging for dear life to your PC??
My votes and best wishes, and sharing of course.
Josh, I totally love this limerick and have to agree that Hubpages can totally addictive and loved how you used writing to voice this. Even being on vacation and having my daughter's birthday party right when we got back today, I still can't help but check in now that I have free moment. So that says a lot as far as my addiction to hubpages. Seriously, loved this limerick as usual with your writing. Voted up and shared too. Also loved, how you gave a shout out to Linda's recent haiku on Keith Urban!
J.. this was pretty cute and lovely hubpages limerick. sooo good :)
inspired by Josh-
when they publish you
you get to the top
but when they say no
your mood does drop.
the days people read you
you hit a new high
the days they iggy you
all day do you sigh.
if it was just liqour
would throw away the bottle
this writing addiction
seems difficult to throttle.
josh, clever, and I'm afraid more than true! lol love the picture.
Very funny Josh, you have managed to sum up all of our activities here, or at least a minute drop of them into a cool kind of comical hub. Nicely done voted up and getting shared for sure. Your Cool!
This is so true Josh. I really think Hubpages if full of addicts! That is hubber addicts. I'm one of them. Voted up and shared! Kelley
I totally relate! I talk about my fellow hubbers now just as much as family, friends, and co-workers. And Yes. I get odd looks when I use words like "hub" and "hubber" "comments on comments". And there is the look my boyfriend gave me last night: house to ourselves, doors locked, us on the couch, AND me on hubpages "Honey, I just want to read my comments, I will commment on them tomorrow. Two minutes!" LOL!
Love the way one Limerick leads to the other. You capture the evolution of hub addiction perfectly! GREAT JOB!
cool hub- and I really like the image!
Ha ha. Nice hub. Yes, I am getting addicted to Hubpages and keep login in an out multiple times throughout the day.
Yeah Josh! Guilty we are. We forgot to tell you 4 weeks ago that addiction w was going to kick in sooner than later. Well, I guess you found out yourself Lol! Great limerick and greatest smiles. See lots of hubbers that fell for HP like us!
Not so for the established ones I guess...they've got other places to look after too. :)
Ha ha...reading this I've started to think I'm on my way to addiction to HubPages...specially because I'm still learning about it still and that needs time to spend.
LOL Josh, Another Funny and Awesome Limerick!!! By the way, loved the intro!!!
Hi my name is Julie. I am a Hub addict. :)
Shout-out to Sunshine! Awe. I like the limerick, especially the line about how confusion is replaced by addiction :)
Oh my. You mentioned three of my addictions in one hub limerick...HubPages, Keith Urban and sunshine! I need help. Nah, not really. I'm good with my addictions. I have had mentioned HP and KU so many times that people have asked if I'm an obsessive person. I dunno, ya think?!?! :)
Excellent limerick, hub and photo!!
Yep, you hit the nail on the head, Josh. HubPages is definitely addicting and I hope never to go to rehab! We can all relate to the initial confusion leading to understanding, addiction and talking Hub talk everywhere we go! I'm guilty for sure!
Great job!
Perhaps you could start a HA group (that's for HubPages Anonymous although it could be ha, ha!)
Great job as always Josh. Voted up and funny.
From one addict to another - very funny and relatable subject. You have a true talent for making people laugh in your vehicle of writing. I enjoy every word.
Love the funny photo too!!!
Fun stuff Josh! There is no doubt that you are addicted. Admitting your problem is the first step towards recovery.
Hi, Josh. How true! Did you ever read my "silly little poem" about being addicted to HubPages?
Loved this. I voted it funny, awesome, and will certainly share.
Josh, this is fun really. It can be addictive, but it's a great addiction, because sharing what you love and learning in a process is a wonderful thing to do.
Josh, good to see you are finally fully entrenched in the HubPages addiction. And you worried it would never happen for you. Well, there you go! :)
Love the picture. Great hub. So true. So very true.
ROFL.... I CAN RELATE TO YOU 100%!!!!! boy, are we hooked or what!! Nice piece..... Voting up
By the way, great picture of yours up top, lol..... :)
And thank you kindly!
So true about the chaos. We all feel this way, having to navigate hub tools! It's not easy. All the way, Limerick Man.
Not a problem. :)
Another amazing limerick. The introduction was quite true. These are the exact phases that every hubber has to go through. I can't quite make out how you can do all this. I am amazed!
:) Mandar
Hehehehe.... too true Josh! We're all just hopeless addicts! Great job, voted up and stuff, Jen


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