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Mount Royal reading at The Painted Lady Mar 28/11
A few nights ago I did a reading at The Painted Lady, along with a couple of other Tightrope Books authors, Myna Wallin and Heather J. Wood. A few people who didn't make it out have asked me to post the material I'd read. So here it is, more or less recreated from this past Monday night, March 28/11...
I'm going to read from a novel I've written entitled Mount Royal. It's set in Montreal, 1989, in a neighborhood called The Main, which is below the eastern face of that sweet and sinister mountain in middle of the city. I'm sure many of you know that area. While it's been somewhat gentrified now, at one time it was the home of various ne'er do wells, musicians, alleged-artists, writers, etc - all of them booze-soaked and drug addled, happily promiscuous, few of them bothering with a job - y'know, the sort of people Montreal is so very good at creating.
At this point in the story, our protagonist, Johnny, has been appointed the neighborhood dealer by The Man after they meet at a local bar- a place called La Cabane, which some of you may know.
Once the Man leaves, Johnny goes into the men's room to do a shot of the start-up sample he's just received. When he comes back out, his friend and sometime paramour Slim has just arrived - in circumstances guaranteed not to make Johnny very happy...
Coming back out to the front of the bar, I see Slim wander in with her latest dudeski. He's a rebuilt musicologist gone urban cool. His name's Bob, of all things, a vested yokel that's grown a little phony-tail. I've heard he's on a first name basis with the chief door apes at the hottest clubs. He takes Slim along as an all-access pass to private album launch parties and exclusive interviews with taciturn, ego-heavy art rockers. Bob works hard. He maneuvers to get caught in candid magazine shots with Slim on his arm.
And she does wash up well, an effortless switch from old and busted jeans to raw-edged sophistication in her little black dress - the elegant jawline, the white-blonde hair and fiery green eyes - she requires no cosmetics.
Slim sits at the bar while Bob takes a table with the rapidly ascending Dred Blanc, rag-headed leader of The Fuss. Bob will collect incisive quotes and awe-inspiring anecdotes then spiel long and earnest in Montreal's weekly alternative paper, The Mirror.
I go over and join Slim. "So, how's it going with Bobbo? Charity drive winding down or what?"
She gives me half a smirk. "Shut up, Johnny."
"I'm taking over from Tony."
"Way to go. When's this supposed to happen?"
"Right now. I've got a nice sample - uncut."
That makes her swivel round and shove a knee between my legs. Bob shoots us distracted looks. He can't concentrate on the interview that's supposed to turn into a scarifying indictment of the local alt-music scene. I can see the hot vein of doubt wind round his throat. He tries to ward me off with a lame glare but his whole withered way is being lashed to a gurney and wheeled out. Dred Blanc instantly picks up on it, quickly cuts off Bob's exclusive and goes over to join his band, who sit around drinking shots and beer.
I'd seen Slim and Bob on the Main a couple days ago. Bob's worried face had scanned over the shoppers and sidewinders. He'd peered up the street as if there was a place they could go where Slim would wear his license plate. But she'd only lanked along beside him, not doing anything to prove he was more than random.
He shuffles over to us, hang-dog, grumbles something to Slim with an aggressive whisper then goes off to try and exercise damage control with Dred and his crew.
After a minute, Slim tugs on my arm. "C'mon, let's go."
I'd bet serious money that once we left, Bob looked around from his intense one-on-one with The Fuss and was gutted to see the two empty bar stools. After-action reports will verify he pulled a face while Dred and his band half sung, half talked a sneering, off-key version of Slip Slidin' Away. Bobbo's street cred is instantly napalmed. Okay, you, back to covering the environment beat.
He eventually works up the nerve to demand answers and storms across the Main. Slim's got my cock in her hand when we hear the door buzzer go off repeatedly with long angry bursts.
I look up. "What the fuck…"
"Just ignore him."
Bob starts to pound. Bam Bam Bam. Then silence. He'll scramble into the overgrown lot behind Schwartz's Deli just in time to see Slim's light go out. Without the sheer stupid bollocks to boot down doors or come up the fire escape, Bob returns to the bar to drink and stew and occasionally gaze up at Slim's attic from across the road. He runs through everything he'll tell her, all the razor sharp afterthoughts that would cut her to the quick if she actually gave a shit.
Going to the can to take a piss, Bob unzips but there's nothing to pull out. Gone! Cock, balls, the works, even his asshole's disappeared, all of it smooth as a Ken doll. The wily slut, he realizes, she did this to me!
Bob finds an illegal Viet Min doctor with a falsified veterinary license who rewires his plumbing. Despite a support group of similarly afflicted victims quickly forming around Bob, it all ends badly when La Cabane staff are horrified to discover him head first in a toilet, drowned. Since Bob turns out to be the scion of a prominent Anglo-Quebecois publishing family, a brass memorial plaque is mounted on the stall door.
Slim wriggles out of her dress, the best piece of clothing she owns, and carefully puts it on a padded hanger. Underneath she wears nothing but panties. No lacey bra or silk stockings or frilly garters or any of that shit is necessary. She looks down and examines the length of her body with a shrewd appraiser's eye, judging the minutes that drag along the flesh, indomitable force of gravity working on anything left alive. She'd once told me her few stretch marks are from taking the pill too young.
Descended from Scottish jailbirds given a new lease on life in the colonies to go forth and build the suburbs from whence their willful daughters may emerge. She took along a memento of finding Pops alone in the midnight basement, pants around his ankles, old fleshtone magazine held at his belly; part of the collection he'd thought so well hidden in the rafters, never to realize she'd added a headless shot of her own body to his scrapbook. She would quietly close the laundry room door, leave the poor bastard with a fistful of himself and catch his eye just before the latch clicked shut.
She sat at her teenage vanity table and studied the adolescent breasts in the mirror, worried about her thin lips and limp blonde hair and regretted never seeing the desperate shadowy men her step-mother had warned were right outside the window in the empty fields across the road, the step-mom who'd forced her to use a pad instead of a tampon.
Those shadowy men must be out there, she'd thought as the Open City glimmered in the distance across the Saint Lawrence. Then go back down to the basement to coax Pops out of a wide-mouthed slumber while the CBC played the national anthem to end the night's telecast.
Her main indictable offense was reading too much and correcting inane and erroneous statements made at the dinner table. This resulted in ultimatums that would eventually mean no more speechless meals of canned ham, rice-a-roni and re-runs of The Tommy Hunter Show, all of them living around Pop's rotating work hours because there wasn't a better pension plan to be had in the whole province.
There would be no more five dollars in an unsigned greeting card for coming home with straight A's. No more grounded for six weeks at a time for crimes never even considered, to lie in her room, endlessly jerk off and wonder about those desperate shadowy men.
When she left to catch a city bound bus, step-mom watched from the front window as Pops was in the backyard, engrossed in the engine noise of his lawn-tractor. She phoned a few weeks later from a group home. They said hardly anything and their silence sounded like nothing more than relief. Now, a decade later, Slim still has no trouble coming. It's what to do with the guy afterwards.
At this point our hero, Johnny, has been the dealer for a little while and is getting into the swing of things…
The first week after being appointed the Man's new Kennel Keeper has been a blur. I didn't realize how much running around was involved. No wonder Tony got lazy enough to let everyone come to his place and risk having narcs show up. It's a logistical nightmare, this care and feeding of our pack of mutts, mongrels and just plain old rabids. Although, there is the odd purebred, like Morgan. High-strung but also supremely skilled; she's the Type-A Border Collie of this bunch, able to efficiently corral the wallets of well-to-do wankers by the score.
After it became clear to the whole roster I do indeed begin responding to pager calls at 9 a.m. sharp, it's been an onslaught. I am, as the Man foretold, covering my own use and making money besides. When added to my welfare cheque, I can actually relax a little.
I've just serviced a flurry of midday calls when Psycho Savva Grudtsyn, the Russian Rogue pages me several times in rapid succession. Odd since he's not the kind of no-class lowlife to go nuts bugging me. Savva takes his pound of flesh in other ways, like the endless diatribes about his vaunted Slavic roots.
Tragic Rodina! Incomparable Rodina! Ah, the mighty Steppe, Cossacks, the Gulag, Uncle Joe Stalin, exploding TVs!
It's the bloody saga that courses through Savva's badly scarred veins. He'll work himself into a torrent of Russian then switch back to his broken English and greet visitors with the announcement he's a direct descendant of the original Constructivists. Savva will gesture dramatically at a photo torn from a Costakis catalog and hung in his living room; a black and white portrait of a wild-haired animal called Kazimir Malevich. There is no resemblance.
"He is spiritual father of Madison Avenue design principles. Ironic, do you not think, Johnny?"
"Yeah, very."
Ever since I've known Savva he's kept up a writer fraud. He did pen a thin novel entitled The Return of Frol Skobeev, published by a small press outside Hogtown. But that was more than two decades ago and there hasn't been a paragraph since. Nevertheless, even in his late 40's, going gray and flaccid, Savva claims the writer shtick has been a boon. It's gotten him thousands in grant money, along with countless paid trips, conferences, panels, postings, adjudications and teaching gigs. Besides, he insists it's great for meeting women.
I'm around the corner from his spread above a shoe repair store on Duluth so I don't bother with the call-back. And there he is on his balcony, tracking me with a pair of giant Soviet binoculars. It's easy to imagine him in the big fur hat, the greatcoat, AK-47 slung on his back.
"Excellent capitalistic service," he says from the top step after pulling the long cord that runs down the stairwell wall and is hooked to the street level door-latch. It's a gizmo for those who are too lazy to go down and open up themselves. A common enough apparatus in Montreal, I've never seen them anywhere else.
"Johnny, you would be very good kulak."
"Thanks. So where's the fire, Savva? It's not like you to abuse the pager."
"I have excellent reason. Extremely spectacular woman is scheduled to arrive very soon. She will be here" - he checks his wall clock - "in precisely fifteen seconds. Synchronize watches please." Savva yucks at his own joke. "I am funny, no?"
"A real scream."
His big elastic face is lively and animated, long grayish-blonde hair strapped down in a tight ponytail. He's clean shaven for a change and looks pretty dapper in a pressed black suit and tie.
"There is something abnormally clean about this woman," he says, as if faced with a baffling mathematical conundrum. "I must make sure she have very intense climax."
"Aw, Savva, you're such a romantic."
"Bah! Romance is for bourgeois."
"Okay, stud. How much you want to spend?"
He pulls out a nicely folded wad of twenties and fifties, hands over a hundred bucks then reacts to my surprise with a devious grin.
"I have announcement, Johnny."
"Lay it on me, comrade."
"I have signed publishing contract with big house in Hogtown."
"Get the fuck outa here."
His hand comes down on my neck and massages it as he considers the happy implications. "Yes, Johnny, this publisher is owned by intelligent, very fashionistic Anglo-Canadian woman. She come to Montreal on business – incredible sexual tension. Unfortunately, she is with husband and I can do nothing at the exact moment. But she send me thousand dollars for royalty advance. Also she help me get more money from government propaganda apparatchiks. Then she tell me I can send many invoice – for expenses."
"What expenses?"
He shrugs. "Pencils, fifty dollar. Paper, one hundred. Hat, one seventy five. Things I need."
"You need a hat to write?"
"Of course. Yes… very mysterious people, these Canadians. I say to publisher woman, 'Listen, Savva is very honest. I am big addicted narcotics guy for long time, many years.' She only laugh, say nothing. Then she send cheque."
I'm pretty mystified myself. "But why send all this money to some Russian loser in Montreal who hasn't written shit in twenty years?"
"Please, Johnny. Count Lev Nikolayevich Tolstoy, he write War and Peace over fifty year period."
"No he didn't."
"Okay, not so long but very long time, I am sure."
"Anyway, Savva, you'd better enjoy the ride while you can. She must be totally hung up on you and in my experience, that doesn't last – especially when there's money involved." I trade him product for cash and watch as he gets ready to cook his shot at the kitchen sink. "And go easy with this stuff. It's stronger than the last batch."
"So, tell me. Do you believe one fifth of gram is adequate for my present purposes?"
"I'd say half that, unless you want to nod out and drool all over this babe you've got coming over. That'll charm the pants off her."
"Ach, women," he bitches. "I cannot believe the things I must do to make woman share my bed." Savva pokes himself in the chest. "This degrades me, Johnny!"
"Yeah, tell me about it."
He carefully removes his jacket, rolls up a sleeve, then flags a vein in his forearm and drives it home. He waits a few moments, as if listening to a very quiet radio broadcast.
"Is good. Yes, is definitely stronger." His pupils f-stop down to almost nothing. Suitably high, Savva dumps his tools into a drawer, wipes blood from the puncture, does up his sleeve and continues with the tirade. "In the West, Johnny, women control everything. Men are nothing - small barking dogs. In Russia, women are women."
"Aw, geez. Not this again."
"What!? Is true! Russian woman expect man to be man. They want he slap them sometime. Not hard. Is more symbolic. Not beat them to the death, but show woman who is man. If he not do this, Russian woman believe guy is ridiculous homosexual." He raises a finger. "I am going to write major political manifesto about this matter."
"No you're not."
"I swear it!"
"Yeah, sure."
"But this is secondary project. First I must complete novel for Hogtown publisher."
"You're not writing any novel."
"I am! Is big indictment of current socio-political conditions with powerful historical subtext."
"Okay then, what's it about?"
"It is about… em… us!" he declares with a wide sweep of his arm. "All of us!"
"All of who?"
"Wake up, Johnny! Famous American poetess whose name escapes me at this moment, she say all reading is now act of subversion, that book is act of subversion."
"'Poetess?' I thought that word went out ages ago."
"Do not be trivial. She is making reference to what Western intelligentsia categorize as 'outsider literature.' There is great media love for all degenerate filth. But do not worry. I will alter all names, dates and location of incident. Savva is not Chekist," he says with finality. "No."
"I'm relieved. So what's this opus going to be called?"
He hesitates and casts about. "Ah…" But the door bell rings before he's forced to think up a title. His eyes open wide. "Is her!" He hustles me out the back stairs. "I am coming now!" Savva sings aloud and rushes toward his date with destiny.
And this is an earlier passage, when our hero Johnny, hasn't become the neighborhood dealer yet. At this point he still mostly relies on government largesse for his survival…
Cries of 'Hallelujah!' can be heard from Mount Royal to Rue Saint-Denis. It's finally cheque day and the weekend millionaires are out in force. I go to the Olympic Torch Burger Souvlaki at Rachel and Clark to meet Morgan. I owe her a few packs so I've already been up to see Tony and grabbed for both of us.
The Olympic Torture, as it's known, is your traditional long and narrow spoon, famed for its grease-spill breakfast special. There's a counter with stools along the left side and some decayed red vinyl booths opposite, a few tables scattered in the back. On the wall above the booths is an out-of-perspective mural depicting what I've always assumed to be the owner's village. A big gray vent box near the ceiling has been worked into the painting as some kind of power station beside the village church. At the mural's bottom right-hand corner in large white letters is the artist's name, PETROS, and his phone number.
The owner is a grim-faced peasant, wide gut packed into a dirty apron. Everyone calls him Mister Jimmy. At three in the afternoon the diner's dead empty but for a sleazy little guy perched on one of the stools. He wears a horse-blanket suit and an elaborate comb-over hairdo. He complains loudly in Greek and picks at his ear with a long pinky nail then contemplates the findings. I grab a table in the back to wait for Morgan.
"What you wanting?" Mister Jimmy asks from behind his cash register.
The comb-over dude adjusts his nuts while he spins round to glower at me. Mister Jimmy comes over and practically slams the cup and saucer onto the table.
"You no eat?"
"I'm waiting for a friend."
He grumbles something and goes back to his post. Of course I don't let on I speaka their lingo. No use trying to get chummy with these small business fascists who usually belong to the Hitler-Should-Have-Finished-The-Job school of Jew hating. Once they realize I'm a member of their tribe, they'll turn on the interrogation light and demand to know surname, village of origin and political sympathies.
After the two of them return to their bitching, I unfold the sports section someone left behind and listen in.
"As I was saying," Comb-over starts up in his fairly hickish Greek. "This was a country. Now, forget it. They let every kind of black and Mongol in. Anyone's bound to get lost in this chaos. Remember when we came? Remember, Jimmy? The Anglos were still in command. You had to respect the police. Today, the Hebrews and Gauls are in control. It's everywhere, my friend, disease and faggotry running loose."
Mister Jimmy nods sadly while topping up his pal's coffee.
"My son. Thirty three and still unmarried, spends his days driving around in that car. Powerful enough to drag away a house. Who knows what'll become of him."
"Be grateful you don't have any daughters," Comb-over confides. "We had to send our Soula to Greece to find a husband. Here, she turned into a wild beast, losing her Greek and taking up with a French hoodlum she was ashamed to bring home. Her mother nearly died of grief and worry. I had to listen to it all. 'Your daughter! Your daughter!' Whenever Soula behaved like a mad dog she was my daughter. What didn't we give her? Closets full of clothes, enough shoes for an army of centipedes. We satisfied every whim. Soula wanted dancing? Bring in the Russian swindler with a painted face. Then it was antiques. We filled the house with expensive lumber. Then a car – brand new – and who made the payments? Who worked night and day like a mule? I'd get home exhausted and find them at each other's throats - mother and daughter on the verge of murder." Comb-over wags a finger. "Impossible. You can't have two grown women in a single household."
He stops and lights a smoke, sighs at the brazen infamy of it all.
"Finally, after our little doll gave up university and wanted to see a psychiatrist, I decided I don't need another thief in my pocket. So I paid Soula off - and Jimmy, let me tell you - she responded to the treatment very well. We bought her a beautiful apartment in a respectable part of Athens. We worry less about her over there, at least she's in Greece. In time she'll settle down and find a suitable husband. My sister lives in the same building and she's got a few good prospects. I don't care what he is - as long as he's Greek."
"One of our Atticans wouldn't be bad. But what if she takes up with a Macedonian, or a Spartan? Or worse, some Thracian savage?"
"What can I do? I'll just be glad if she doesn't end up with a Catholic - or an African."
Mister Jimmy gazes out the window of his dive toward the mountain.
"No, Costa. It's not like in our day. Now men are held hostage by wives and daughters, always being threatened with their infidelity and lechery if he doesn't pay up. You lay a hand on them, they'll find ten Jew lawyers who'll take your last dollar and have you thrown in jail."
They lapse into silence after their soliloquies, now somber as pallbearers. I want to say something but there's no point in blowing my cover. Instead, I begin to read about the Canadiens unlikely playoff run. A commotion suddenly erupts on the sidewalk outside the floor to ceiling window next to my table. It's Al, Tony and the Hen. They're elated with our monthly good fortune, the reassuring news the regime is still solvent. Tony and Hennessy shout happy nonsense. The Tone gives me the cocksuck gesture – a fist pumping at his mouth while he sticks his tongue in and out of his cheek. Hennessy makes a V with his fingers then wags his tongue between them, international sign language for eating pussy. Al stands by and shakes his head at their sheer idiocy but does concede a slight smile. Playfully jostled, he makes with a drinking gesture to indicate they're going to the liquor store and will stop in on the way back. With a few more noisy huzzahs, the three of them continue down Clark Street.


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In breaking news released today from the Sea Lake Off Road Club, the 2019 Mallee Rally has been cancelled.
In a statement from the club "the message we didn't want to have to send! Unfortunately, due to running out of time, we are going to have to cancel this year's Mallee Rally. We have tried our absolute hardest to navigate through the complicated legislation but now owe it to ourselves, sponsors and competitors to make the hard call of pulling the pin on this year and try to keep momentum going to have it 100% sorted for 2020! Hey, we were due to cancel this year anyway."
Originally slated as the second round of the five round 2019 ARB Australian Off Road Racing Championship, the Sea Lake Mallee Rally was promoted to the opening round with the ongoing dry conditions seeing the cancellation last month of the Sunraysia 400.
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the morning cram [an intruder in this mystic garden of the deep edition]
An unexpected discovery at the bottom of the sea in 1977 changed biology.
NPR tells the story of a small crew of oceanographers who found giant 7 foot worms at the bottom of the ocean, changing what biologists believed was necessary to sustain life.
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Kentucky~ It's raining. And the roads are flooded. Police are looking for a suspect in deadly Trigg County shooting. Paducah Police are looking for a robbery suspect. Gov Beshear is in Marshall County.
Illinois~ Prison work is dangerous.
morning cram [benghazi edition]
Rumor and fear are rife in Benghazi.
NPR reports Libyan rebels and citizens whisper of Gadhafi infiltrators: sabotaging, bombing and intent on spreading chaos.
KENTUCKY~ Most of us are living in a newly declared federal disaster area as river levels crest today. Ballard and Carlisle Counties report receding floodwaters. Commercial traffic along the Ohio River is at a standstill. There's a roadblock set up on US-60 in Livingston County. About 100 McCracken County homes were evacuated yesterday as thousands remain displaced. 3 are dead after a horrific Hickman County wreck. Murray and Calloway County will start picking up your debris next week. GM drops $100mil into Bowling Green's Corvette plant.
TENNESSEE~ Union City's Goodyear plant is still closing at the end of the year and some employees are transferring to other states.
ILLINOIS~ Union reps and Honeywell officials break up again. Gov Quinn is pushing to reform worker's comp (for no more coverage for injuries off-the-clock).
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President Obama famously promised to run the most transparent administration in history.
NPR reports it's Sunshine Week and security experts are evaluating how well the administration has lived up to that pledge.
KENTUCKY~ A shrink testifies the '97 Heath High shooter was incompetent during his initial trial. A Calloway County chemical fire yesterday prompted some evacuations. WKU signs on to gladly take Hopkinsville Community College grads. People will comb the roadside (for free) next week. Senate Prez Williams challenges Gov Beshear to a TV word-duel and he also wants to work the special session for free, but House Dems won't.
TENNESSEE~ Judge decides the Buchanan double murderer should die in prison (from old age). Unemployment in area counties remains well above the state average. Hundreds are expected to descend on Nashville's Capitol building @ noon to rally for worker's rights. UT officials up the school system's minimum wage.
ILLINOIS~ Ohio River water levels are expected to crest Friday. Republicans don't like Gov Quinn's latest appointment.
morning cram [psycho brain edition]
"See it in their eyes… an intensity in their stare, as if they're trying to pick up signals on how to respond. But the eyes are not an element of psychopathy, just a clue."
~NPR has more.
KENTUCKY~ A cucumber truck spill on WKY Parkway in Caldwell County is slowing traffic (this morning). McCracken County may grant developer incentives. A West Paducah mom (allegedly) writes a fake letter to get her son out of jail. A Fort Campbell soldier from Arizona died in Afghanistan in a non-combat incident and another lost an appeal for possessing a rocket at his home. Madisonville expands its recycling effort. The Commonwealth ranks 3rd fattest in the nation.
TENNESSEE~ Clarksville's next budget may include iPads for City Council members. Unemployment in Henry County drops almost 1% in April to May.
ILLINOIS~ Union/Honeywell negotiations remain a stalemate. There's a call to strip some elected Metropolis officials' health insurance coverage.
morning cram [loopholes edition]
Lawmakers want to close a tax loophole for hedge fund wizards and real estate kings to pay for job creation and family tax breaks. More @ NPR.
KENTUCKY~ Paducah gets all big-brotherly this week (installing new surveillance cameras). A Kevil methlab bust leads to 5 arrests. Controversial policies at the McCracken County Clerk's office may be conversation at tonight's fiscal court meeting. A worker discovers asbestos in Reidland's State Highway office. Free trade-skill training coming to Owensboro soon. Rand Paul certifies himself. The Kentucky Arts Council gets $850k.
TENNESSEE~ Stewart County High's senior quarterback dies in an ATV accident.
morning cram (solicit justice edition)
Obama nominates one of his top lawyers… and it's another lady!
KY~ Paducah's dreamy (thunder)dome needs permanent toilets and officials there want to trade in the old Lone Oak City Hall for a road project. Boaters be warned: high water and debris! Baseball and Senate superstar Jim Bunning will miss his Republican cohorts.
TN~ 350 Clarksville businesses damaged; Riverside Drive and area schools re-opened. FEMA has already approved over $4mil in flood victim assistance claims. It smells of Arizona: the legislature votes tonight to crackdown on proofing voters' citizenship.
IL~ Brookport sandbags; saves homes.
OVC SPORTS~ (baseball) MSU > EKU, UTM > MhSU, APSU < TTU; (softball) MSU > EIU, UTM > MhSU, APSU < EKU.


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The cheese I smeared in lard and wrapped in brown paper had been hanging in the bathroom ever since and had started to smell fairly strong. I decided to get it down and have a look. It didn't look too promising but once the lard had been scraped off, it looked better. The texture was quite firm and it tasted delicious – quite strong just like parmesan.
It seems like a good way to preserve it and one that I would repeat in the future. I sliced the cheese into thick slices and vacuum-packed it.


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Category : Subjects,Health, Fitness & Dieting,Diets & Weight Loss,Weight Loss
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Languages : English
Pages : 560
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PublishDate : 2016-10-25
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This Book Contains Hundreds Of Useful Tips, The Latest Findings In Exercise Science, And Cutting-Edge Workouts From The Worlds Top Trainers.Backed By The Authority Of Mens Health Magazine, This Updated And Revised Edition Features 100 New Fat-Loss Exercises In 20 Workouts Designed By Bj Gaddour, Fitness Director Of Mens Health, And 1,350 Photographs, Showing Movements For Every Muscle And A Training Plan To Match Every Fitness Goal.
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if youre looking to rebuild your body from back pain or joint pain or whatever aches or weaknesses you have, this is THE book. ive been working with this book, along with regular chiro/massage/acupuncture, for about 3 years and i feel like i have a new body. if youre looking to rebuild your body from back pain or joint pain or whatever aches or weaknesses you have, this is THE book. ive been working with this book, along with regular chiro/massage/acupuncture, for about 3 years and i feel like i have a new body. I bought it thinking it would be a great guide for picking different exercises for each muscle group. The greatest part is that this book shows you a large number of variations per work out (free weights, bands, balls, machines, etc. )Basically, if you want to work on your back muscles, then turn to that section of the book and there are PLENTY of great exercises to choose from.
Before buying the book, I told myself that I could use my phone to look up exercises as I go. There is other information (i. e. nutrition) in the book, but topics aside from the actual exercises contain so many opinions that its hard to believe everything you read these days. I lost 15 pounds following the instructions of the get-back-into-shape workout program. I love how the book is laid out, especially for the Kindle version. Then, in the workout program chapter, itll list of the group of exercises you need to do that day and they conveniently link back to the specific exercises so you can get further details and an illustration of how to do it. I have been working out for many years and have a decent collection of workout and fitness books.
All Three have their benefits and downsides, but basically what I noticed is that some books are geared towards different types of people(I own Muscle and Fitness 101 Workouts which is geared towards guys wanting to Bodybuild, I own this book which is geared toward anyone wanting to loose weight, get in shape, and stay tone and has little or no interest in bodybuilding, and I own many Michael Matthews books which are geared towards giving direction to anyone who has been following bad advise for many years and can be used by any fitness minded person). I am a person who is very fit, but not interested in becoming a bodybuilder but more someone looking to keep things interesting and always out for new tips and new exercises to keep my gym routine enjoyable.
The number of illustrated exercises(full color pictures and in order by body part) made buying the book a very good investment. I also really like the fact that the models used in the book are not massively huge but just thin, fit, tone men which made reading it less intimidating. I did, however, find that every fact they have in the book is refereced to some University of so-and-so said that. . . . , and I found that annoying. Overall anyone would benefit from having this book except advanced bodybuilders. . . If thats you I would consider the Muscle & Fitness Collection of Publications. This is a very good book for beginners looking for advise and exercise references especially those who want to loose weight and get in shape. With only dumbbells, barbells, a weight bench, pull up bar, exercise mat, and this book, I feel great.
I read Mean's Health magazine and was used to the following their workout instructions. All the exercise for each muscle group are broken down and after each chapter there is a section on the ultimate workout for that particular muscle group. I like to change my weight lifting routine every month and so I had a group of workouts to chose from. My one negative comment might not be appropriate since this an exercise book not a workout companion but I am going to write it anyway. It took a lot of reading, outside of the book, to learn that the process of losing weight and gaining muscle requires multiple steps. I wish the book would have a section on finding the right starting point for people (already athletic, obese, skinny, average, etc). A chapter on each muscle group, plus chapters with general info on exercise and nutrition.
Limit to 2 servings/day (1 serving is 1 slice of bread; 1 cup of cereal; half potato; half cup cooked pasta, rice, beans). Protein: eggs, beef, turkey, pork, chicken, fish, milk, yogurt, cheese (including cottage), nut butter, nuts, seeds, protein powder. I've been exercising consistently for years, and this book has provided me a lot of good routines to keep me going. Saying I read this is actually a bit of a misnomer since the book is 90% pictures with captions. It could use a bit more annotation and explanation to help guide one's choice of exercises. Nothing extreme, just cut carbs to 50-75 grams per day, work one muscle group per session or do whole body workouts. The exercises refered to in the title are all weight lifting based exercises.
I thought, if I just had a big book of every exercise for every body part, I could make so many different workouts that I would never get bored and at the same time would be more effective than doing the same leg workout every Friday or whatever. This book was a godsend; I feel like there is nothing related to weight training that you couldn't find in here, and now I'm feeling so inspired!This book is very well organized into exercises by muscle group and gives you a wide variety of exercises per group. It also includes lot of information on diet and nutrition as well as various workouts that give you prescribed number of sets and reps. This book is helpful for targeting individual muscles, muscle groups, whole-body exercises as well as for suggesting workouts that build muscle everywhere.
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Harlem ends season at Northern B Divisional
November 7, 2018
The Harlem Lady Cat Volleyball season ended this past weekend in Cut Bank at the Northern B Divisional.
The trip marked the Lady Cats second consecutive appearance at the Divisional tournament as the program continues to build.
Harlem entered at the No. 4 seed out of the District 2B and opened with the top ranked and undefeated Choteau Bulldogs.
The girls would fall in three sets25-13, 25-9 and 25-10 but competed every step of the way. Sophomore Aspen Baker recorded four kills in the match while sophomore Taeshon Schaeffer dug up 12 balls for the team.
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I woke up inside Stratford terminal. Somewhere at the front of the bus the driver was explaining the transfer. I pulled myself upright. Stratford terminal is dismal. Lights suspended from steel trusses two stories up become starry pinpricks as they make their way through the accumulated smog of the bus exhaust, cigarettes and sleep-sweat that comprises the air of the place. Somewhere, I'm sure, in some office there is a lighting chart that shows Stratford Terminal, on it are placed perfect little circles with larger circles around them, they show conclusively that Stratford Terminal is an airy and wonderful place for passengers of Lupis' Lines to spend their stopovers. I really think they should post that chart somewhere in the station. Laughter might brighten up the place.
No-one was taking their stuff with them. The all shuffled past my seat empty handed, their movements showing the strain of inactivity during the long trip from London. I waited until the bulk of them were gone, they were the infrequents, people who didn't understand about travel. They were probably going up to visit family or try for one of the jobs in the city, they had no idea what happened on the busses during stopovers. There were maybe fifteen of us who tugged down our packs from the overhead, trooping off the bus resigned to waiting for a few hours in the gloom.
Most of the infrequents were sitting on the benches, waiting for the call to get back on the bus. In a half hour they would start pestering the driver to let them back on the bus so they could get their shows or books or games before they forgot where they were in the plot. I took a seat on my pack near one of the female regulars. She glanced at me, recognised me and went back to sleep.
One lady had two children with her, a little baby who was choking in the air, and a girl that kept running around the station. Luckily Stratford's quiet on the weekends, there's only four busses, and only the big run from London makes a stop-over. Not that I need quiet to sleep, it's just that crowds mean you have to keep an eye out. I leaned back against the pillar. I'll never figure out why they put those big carved pillars in the middle of a warehouse like Stratford. Seems strange to see a big gothic tree holding up an I beam, a little off if you know what I mean. I let myself fall into sleep, trying to remember the last dream, the last image of that world I'd seen.
I couldn't lose myself. The little girl was squealing about something she was seeing outside the window. I opened my eyes again. I don't suppose she was filthy, but in that air she seemed like such a grimy creature, it seemed wrong that she should be able to take joy from a world wrapped in smog and soot, from a cavern where people squatted next to dragons taking them to places they'd rather not be. I shut her out. I concentrated on the dream of where I might be. Somehow I forgot her and remembered the dream.
The scum on my teeth told me I'd slept too long. The driver was gone, most of the irregulars were slumped on the benches asleep. The female regular was still there, as was the mother, so I hadn't missed the bus, it was probably some sort of breakdown. The child was awake. She was leaning on the window staring out at whatever it was she'd discovered in this hole. Somehow I thought about telling her to go to sleep. What did I care? I watched her. She'd managed to scrape a bit of the window clear of the grime. She had her nose a few inches from this nested portal, every few seconds she would shift position. She wasn't excited any more, her legs were the only part of her that still believed they might escape into that world beyond the window, the rest of her knew it was impossible.
She left the window, going back to the knot of infrequents huddling close together. She checked on her mother and then wandered over near me. She squatted down in front of me, turned a little to the side. After a few minutes of staring she crept closer to the female. I don't think she knew I was awake. She made it right up to her. It was a stupid thing to do. The slap woke up most of the others. At least, she was smart enough not to start crying. I watched her for a few minutes until I realised the mother had gone back to sleep.
I'm generally prepared. I dug my old medic's pack out of the pack and threw a cold pack at the lump on the floor. She didn't move to pick it up. I went back to sleep.
An argument is a lousy way to wake up, especially after a night sleeping on top of your pack. The driver was back again, and one of the infrequents was yelling at him. From the driver's mumbled retorts I decided that someone had tried to run away during the first few hours of the stopover. The force had finally given up on them, so we were free to go, at least, as soon as the moron let the driver get into the bus. I picked up my pack and made my way to the argument.
Moron was a business type, somewhere between a banker and a car salesman, he was complaining about service-quality or some other jargon. "We can go now, right gov, soon as you're in the seat?" I've got a loud voice, so it kinda broke in, didn't really matter though, the driver woulda heard a mouse squeak to get the suit out of his face.
"S'right. Be there in a jiff." He manoeuvred past the suit, keyed the lock, and stepped past so he was standing behind the suit, ushering the line into the bus. The suit tried a withering glance. I threw a number-three-special smirk back and stepped around him into the line.
I got a seat near the front. Not normal for me, but normally I haven't just done a favour for the driver. The mother was sitting behind and over from me. The kid was bouncing around opposite me. About half her face was covered in the bruise, but even that half was still smiling and flashing at the garbage that surrounded her.
The driver came on a few seconds later. He smiled at me. It looked good. If they're in the mood a driver can give you the food they get for the trips. Normally they just hoarded it, selling it on shade streets, but if you got on their good side you could get a free meal or two. He pulled the bus out of the station. Sunlight streamed in the windows. I closed my eyes to let them adjust. The girl started oohing and aahing across from me. I opened my eyes to look at her. She was standing on the seat with her face pressed against the glass. She sat awkwardly as the driver pulled onto the onramp. Trying to pull herself up against the acceleration, she rotated to follow whatever it was finally she was staring past me. I suppose I should have anticipated it, but I mean, she should have learned. She was on top of me in a few seconds, staring out my window.
"Isn't it beautiful?" I suppose she was whispering it to me. I turned my head.
Stratford is built at the bottom of the Avon canyon. The river was dammed to form the lagoon. Lagoon wasn't useful for anything, the birds that covered it had turned the bottom to muck. Cleaners still cleared the beaches, but that was all. She was staring at a lagoon.
"What's that?" She pointed. I don't know why, I looked. It was just a Central.
"Central." Normally I don't do things like that.
"Oh." She went back to staring at the lagoon. I kept looking at the Central. The dome was red plastic, they all were, the rest was whatever colour they had extra of, but the domes were always red, enraged onions against a blue sky, or here, against a brown-grey cliff. The bus hit the upramp. She stayed on my lap to watch the lagoon fade. "I'm Crystal." I stared at the bruised pixie on my lap until I decided I didn't want to figure her out.
"Oh." I turned to look out the window. Crystal climbed off me. The bus left the Avon crevice and joined the express lanes. Outside, the monotony of the fields took over. I let myself dissipate. My dreams were troubled though, lakes of blue plastic poured in on me from green plastic eyes crying over crumbling red plastic onions.
I woke up with a package of beer nuts on the seat next to me. I picked it up quietly. Casually sliding the driver a smile of thanks. He didn't smile back. I didn't expect him to, they don't smile much. I slid the bag into my pack. It was night outside. Crystal was curled up across the aisle, her jacket blanketing her against the air conditioning.
She looked like she'd come right from a farm. The clothing looked like the type they wore, bought at a store too small to carry a decent selection, where you took what fitted, not what you liked. Her hair was a few seasons out of date, not a problem for a kid, but it reflected badly on the mother. I shifted so I could see the mother. She was a heavy woman, but through some irony, her face was pinched rather than open. Somehow I couldn't see Crystal turning into this woman, I couldn't imagine a creature that spent the night staring at a lagoon in the moonlight would someday sleep while her child lay hurt on the ground.
I pulled myself away. It was none of my business, and I had work to do before I reached the city. I slid the goggles out and set up the keyboard. There are few companies that will give their outriders satellite time. Even l'Od doesn't give us much, just enough to squeeze through a currency package. I downloaded Lisa's work and about eighteen briefs on the relateds. Lisa'd pretty-much finished the first eight sequences on the Johnson deal since I signed them Friday evening at the party.
Lisa was good, not particularly original, but she could churn out enough that when you cut out the fat, about ninety-five percent of it, normally, the thing starts to jump. I'm good to, I just don't do a whole lot of work, I spend my time pushing the dreams then popping them onto the stacks. Lisa and I make a good team, we don't get many of the big jobs, but who would want them. Embodying the lies the corps want is mind warping in the extreme, much easier to do little-guy's self images. Johnson was starting at dusk in the yard of a cottage in the corner of some-grand-estate-or-other, one of Lisa's stock openings, the lighting is most dramatic, the modesty is there, as technically you "live" in the little cottage, but you have all the "benefits" of being the owner of the estate. I killed the sequence wholesale and began typing. A lot of makers won't work in text, they start in with the actual models, telling it where everything's supposed to be as they go. I just tell the computer what I care about then critique its interpretation and tweak it around.
"Johnson, new intro, rundown cottage in the woods, no lane, but two standing stones, no visible gating, he's got a horse in the shack around back. It's a strong Arabian, charcoal with black dapples, it's been with him a long time and acts as though it's an extension of him . . ." I kept typing until I'd given him a home, townhall, office, and night-club, then checked the relateds. One of them was a text job from Japan. The synopsis wasn't fantastically interesting, but I put in a request for a construction. Most of the rest was stuff I just wanted to leave until I got back to the office. I don't like trying to work outside my field unless I'm centred. I tend to get lost in the fields and wind up spending hours working on nuclear physics instead of getting my work done.
I checked the personals, there were a few little notes from Lisa, mostly meaningless flirtation. I don't flirt over a satellite link. Near the bottom was the message from Jinsenj. I don't know why I opened it, but I did. She didn't say much. That hurt. We'd been over for a month, not even a fit, just a how-are-you, what-are-you-up-to thing with her number and address. I knew them, of course, it was just her way of opening again. I hate females. I sent the file twisting into the night with a wave and uploaded the currency. I pulled off the glasses.
Crystal was perched on the armrest next to me. "You're a maker, aren't you?" She acted like makers weren't a dime-a-dozen, maybe they weren't in the backwaters.
"Where're you from, Crystal?"
"Paris. Well, at least, that was where mum was from, but I lived with grandma and grandpa." She seemed to be deciding something, apparently it was whether she had to keep answering my question. The answer was, 'no' apparently. "Gina was a maker, at least, she was an almost maker, she used to make up songs for us when we were milking. Do you make songs?"
"Places." I'd never set a note to scale, Lisa took care of the sound for our collaborations, and before her all my work had been "glacially silent" to quote the reviews. I played that up on a few occasions, made demos of iceberg environments gating through to under-the-pole fantasies. Cheap, but it paid the rent for a few months back when I needed food.
Crystal turned her head back upright. "I'm going to be a maker too." That's why I don't like talking to kids, I don't like to tell them that they'll never make it, but I don't want to lie to them either.
"What are you going to make?"
"Dreams. The ones people care about." I couldn't help remembering the first time I'd said something like that to another person. I still see him sometimes, feel the derisive waves slapping my face in time to his laughter.
I stared at her. She wasn't old enough to have the kind of dreams that made the world sit up and take notice, hell, I wasn't old enough. Maybe no-one was. I'd started out trying to make them care, then I'd had to face the fact that no-one would pay me for making them care. They wanted little worlds set up where they wouldn't have to care for a few hours, where they wouldn't have to think or understand anything, they just didn't want to care. "It's a tough market, kid." I reached out to ruffle her hair.
She stopped my arm, "Don't." She slid off the armrest and retreated to her side of the aisle. Without so much as a glance she curled up and went to sleep. I stared at her. She was still young enough to care. I stowed the gear and forced myself back to sleep.
I found myself on the landing. When I was twenty-five and starving I killed my dreams. I'd been on my own for a few years, living off the dreams moulded in silicon, the kind of dreams Crystal wanted to create. Pure sub-conscious, raving, ravaging, loving and singing. When I think back to it seems as though I wasn't doing any editing, it was just flowing from my mind into the void, of course, back then I was working as hard as I could to edit it, I just had a different idea of what I was trying to do. I'd tried to perfectly reflect my mind, now I knew that there was no point in it. No-one wanted to know who you were, no-one wanted to share the things you cared about. They wanted something that would reassure them that other people cared about what they cared about, that they were, in fact, the centre and purpose of the universe.
It wasn't hard to kill them. I just ripped them apart and used their images. No stock broker working in a tiny cubicle all day, staring at dots of currency all day wants to be faced in the evening with a piece that tells him he isn't helping the world or producing anything we would want. So I take the sequences where an artist pulls power from the land around him and feed it into the dot-world, I let him think his job is the pivot of the universe for a few minutes, and it makes him feel good, it makes the world believe in itself, even though I don't.
The landing is circular, dirt, with grass around it. As I step down onto it a wind picks up. I know this place, I've been here before, years before, before the dreams died. The path leading from below is my dreams until the crossroad, I think. It's easy when you've been through something to guess what the meanings are. I think the paths were dreams. On the left of that path is the path I've stepped down from. To the right is the path I took. The path that continues the line is the only one remaining. I try to step onto it, but I find that I've been tied to the other paths with a cord that disappears into my pack. I take the pack down. Inside the cord passes through a loaf of bread. I realise that I'm hungry. I take the loaf out and start to eat it. I finish the loaf, but now the cord is anchored in my stomach and I cannot move.
The cord tightens and begins pulling me back onto the old paths. I fall, trying to scramble onto the middle path, but the cord pulls me. I make it to the middle path, crawling along it to keep up with the cord. Soon, however, it is pulling me sideways. As I try to hold the path I can feel the mana leaving my stomach. I clamp down on the cord with my teeth. I fall from the path and plunge into the surrounding darkness.
Crystal's mother was gone. She pushed into the line, leaving Crystal to fend for herself. She was sitting sideways on the seat staring at me. I stared right back at her. I was ready to go as soon as the line died.
She was up before me, "You're Adolf Peterson, aren't you?" Strange look, almost as though it was an accusation. She didn't wait for my answer. I stood up, pulling the pack on. Crystal jumped off the bus to what sounded like a scolding from her mother. I started up the aisle. Crystal was gone by the time I reached the stairs. Remembering to thank the driver for the nuts I headed to the concessions. The stations in the cities are real stations, they're well lighted and they blow the exhaust out as fast as the busses produce it. What's more, they've got lounges where you can buy indecent food for a song. I didn't bother with it today, my stomach was unsettled. I headed through to the metro. Crystal had faded away by the time the bus pulled away from the station.
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Airweb has been great for full screen mirroring of BBC iplayer to the TV...until yesterday when I updated the iPad to iOS 8.1.2. Now I cannot get full screen video and audio as before. So far this seems only with BBC iplayer.
I can only get the sound to the TV.
Any thoughts on what can be done?
Tried air web again and still does not work with the iplayer.
The app works as before until I press play on the iplayer and then the gray screen with the play/pause button appears on the TV instead of the programme. This screen normally shows on the iPad only but now shows on BOTH screens. I have the latest version of air web too.
Is there a fix or any support for this??
I think they might have changes something in iOS. I'll take a look at this and see if I can figure it out.
There's an update that's been in processing at Apple for a few weeks now (!!) that fixes a few iOS 8 bugs, but this isn't one of them.


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Clinically integrated networks have grown in number in recent years, as hospitals and physicians attempt to align for population health management. The groups in a CIN are linked contractually, electronically and through processes used to improve healthcare delivery, according to Jeff Hoffman, senior partner with the Kurt Salmon healthcare group.
Forming CINs is one tactic to better manage a population's health. Mr. Hoffman describes the model as "the engine" behind population health management.
In a recent report titled "Special Report: Clinical Integration," national healthcare consulting firm Kurt Salmon and Community Hospital 100 shared seven predictions for how CINs will develop in the next five to 10 years. Here, Mr. Hoffman dives deeper into each prediction.
1. Health systems will lead the way in CINs. To develop a true CIN, organizations need the infrastructure to connect and share information, such as an electronic medical record system. Often times, physician groups have not had the capital at their disposal to build that infrastructure. "We typically don't see physicians having the capital wherewithal to do that," Mr. Hoffman says. Hence, hospitals and health systems have become the capital partners for the CINs, while the physicians bring the expertise. "Health systems will be the investors and the organizational catalyst in pulling clinical integration together."
2. CINs will move to accept full risk. Kurt Salmon experts predict CINs will move away from fee-for-service and even shared savings to a global payment model, where providers receive a set amount of money from a payer. In a global payment model, the providers take full financial risk, but they get to pocket any and all savings — it's a full-risk model. The global payment reimbursement model is the best model to incentivize providers to manage population health and to improve their financial positions, though they will also have to be able to accept the losses if they do a poor job of care management, Mr. Hoffman explains.
3. The governance structure of the CIN will become more important. The role of the CIN's governance will move to the forefront as the CIN, instead of the individual health systems and physicians, contracts with payers. "[CINs] have to have shared governance between the physicians and the health system," Mr. Hoffman says. In other words, the CIN should have a board with representation from physician members as well as administrative leaders from the hospital or health system.
4. Single-organization CINs will dwindle in number. Based on local markets, CINs will begin to consist of multiple organizations, in combinations such as multiple hospitals, a hospital and an independent practice association, or a hospital, an IPA and independent area physicians, and so on. "It's evolving uniquely across the country based on [what providers are] available," Mr. Hoffman says, noting that CINs formed solely by a hospital and its employed physician base will become less common.
5. Hospitals not in CINs will be treated as vendors. In areas where physician groups and IPAs are leading CIN development, or areas where other health systems are developing CINs and a local hospital does not participate, hospitals risk being treated like a vendor unless they get involved. If hospitals do not, the CINs will use the hospitals as contracted vendors for services. "You need to get involved," Mr. Hoffman warns hospital executives. "You have to have a [clinical integration] strategy that goes beyond just aligning or employing physicians."
6. Solo and small physician practices won't survive. Other than in small rural areas, small or single-physician practices will cease to exist in the future. Mr. Hoffman said it's "really hard to imagine" physicians earning an income in this type of business model years from now. Current CINs made up of many independent physicians or small practices need to prepare to transition to larger group practices or to an employment model in the future.
7. CINs will outsource informatics and analytics. As CINs become more complex and gather more data, the organizations will need a way to analyze it efficiently to develop disease registries and conduct risk assessments, for example. "[CINs] don't always have to build everything from scratch," Mr. Hoffman says. "It's a daunting task for some organizations." So, in the future, it's likely many CINs will turn to vendors that have already created tools that can do this, similar to how the majority of health systems turned to a vendor for their EMR system.
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Screamfest Scream Park based at The National Forest Adventure Farm in Burton upon Trent, have announced two all new attractions to the lineup for 2015.
Night Bringer – New for 2015!
Join us to try and answer the ultimate question… Is there a life after death?
Demonology researchers and psychic mediums have been drawn to a site in Tatenhill where a white woman has been seen walking through the corn fields wailing with uncontrollable ferocity. These claims led to a ditch where the body of a woman has been buried. This woman is said to be the demon witch known as a Night Bringer who terrorised the local area in the 16th century. To investigate further, the Demonology Research Facility has established a temporary testing site that uses state of the art electronic static frequency to be able to create a gateway to another dimension. The dimension of the dead. Volunteer and be a part of history!
Freakout – New for 2015!
Roll up… Roll up! The Circus is back in town. For this Halloween our circus of freaks and creeps have set up the funhouse at Screamfest. Full of crazy clown antics, frightful freaks and terrorising terrors. Do not be afraid boys and girls in this funhouse labyrinth none of our clowns bite… Much! Come one and all to the Freakout Funhouse!
We should not fear the creatures that walk in the light
We should not fear the voices we hear in the day
We should fear the creatures that lurk in the shadows
We should fear the screams we hear in the night
We should remember the past and be ready for the awakening
Our monsters we lost to legend were not lost at all
They were only forgotten
Children of the Corn
A hellish journey into the nightmares of a terrifying childhood. Under cover of darkness our blood curdling school bus will drop you to a gigantic corn maze with nothing but the feeble light from your torch for comfort. And somewhere out there you will encounter your childhood nightmares becoming a reality.
A truly terrifying night time walk. As you are negotiating the twists and turns of the pathways, they will be watching and waiting for you!
Warning: Strobe lighting will be used in this scare.
Soul Seekers
It is that time of year again, the successful hit TV show Soul Seekers is hosting one of their Halloween specials. Soul Seekers Live at the Helton Grand! This year the show is investigating the famous Helton Grand Hotel that has been left abandoned since the 1930's when all the residents were discovered dead and brutally massacred.
We want volunteers to come to the hotel and get involved in a mass experiment, The more people involved, the more likely we are to experience and document any evidence of ghost activity. Walk the hallways, investigate the ball room and the old abandoned rooms of the famous Helton Grand Hotel and see what paranormal events may occur.
Hillbilly Joe's Zombie Paintball Shootout
Down on the Farm there's a zombie invasion. We dare you and your friends to take them on, head on! We'll arm you with paint ball guns and then it's you versus the Zombies.
Extreme Sideshows
They are the daredevils of the performance world. Risking life and limb, they train their bodies and minds to undergo punishments that most people couldn't bear.
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Today, I ent with my mom and sister to lunch/brunch at Lark on the Park near Klyde Warren Park (where all of the pictures were taken). I am about done with being unable to wear real clothes due to the heat, but decided to have one more day of short shorts and a tank. The top is from Zara's Trafaluc line last summer. The denim Jcrew shorts(similar here) are a pair that I bought oversized and rolled up. These were a great purchase since you can wear them so many ways! I accessorized with an old leopard print belt, Madewell sandals, a blue jacket, and silver and turquoise earrings!
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Row 1: Miss Fion Hong, Mr Lee Beng Sern, Miss S Thivyaa Tharrshini, Mr Liao Donglin, Mdm Miranti
Row 2: Mdm Joyce Lim MY, Miss Nurshahirah, Mr Hamizan , Mr Muhammad Azri, Miss Stella Zhang
Absent with apologies: Mr Saravanan s/o Shanmugam and Miss Siti Nuraini
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|Subject Head (Covering)
|Miss Stella Zhang Wenxin
|Mr Liao Donglin
|Miss Fion Hong Li Ying
|Mdm Lim May Ying
|Mr Lee Beng Sern
|Mdm Ivy Chan Yee Mei
Our Vision
|Embracing ICT Culture, Responsible Netizens
Our Mission
● To develop future-ready and responsible digital learners
● To equip students and staff the skills and knowledge needed to harness technology in the school curriculum and programmes responsibly
● To provide infrastructure to support learning to take place anytime and anywhere
Our 3 Key Programmes
Everyone a Maker
Design Week is a part of the 'Everyone a Maker' programme which runs during the three recesses for a week to inculcate the Maker spirit among students through play. Students are given challenges to exercise their design and computational thinking in designing functional products and showcasing them. Through these activities, students get to design, tinker and iterate on ideas and make products.
Cyberwellness Curriculum
The focus of the Cyberwellness curriculum is about helping students to become responsible digital learners through CW lessons in the curriculum and school-wide programmes. Cyberwellness assemblies and activities designed and created by the school's Cyberwellness Ambassadors are carried out during recesses to educate students on the importance of Cyberwellness and to guide them on the correct usage of the internet.
Baseline ICT Skills and New Media Literacies
The Baseline ICT Skills and New Media Literacies is a set of ICT and literacy skill competencies that students will be exposed to during the School Based Curriculum. It is intended to equip students with knowledge, skills and values during their six years to become future-ready and responsible digital learners.


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The project's aim was to create a communication platform for delivery process participants: sender, delivery helper, and receiver. The platform has been built from the ground up and it included everything from backend architecture development to UI/UX design to setting up LiqPay payments and maps integration.


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This is Coach Campbell – the Senior Corporate Trainer. He is the man who heads up the Workplace training for Financial Peace University. I met him 2 years ago when I received my certification to be a Financial Peace University at Work Trainer. If you would like to learn more about this, go to DaveRamsey.com and click on "Workplace Trainer Certification" (now called CORE Financial Wellness).
Then there is my twin, Derrick Hoog. Well, he isn't really my twin – he's much better looking (and younger by the looks of it). He also works at Financial Peace Plaza in the Workplace Division. This is the man who contacts me when a company wishes to provide solid financial teaching to their employees as a benefit (ie: He gets me the job). I like him for three reasons: He's a great guy, he gets me work that has purpose, and he is a sharp dresser (nice shirt, huh?)


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Last Thursday (18th May), I attended the launch of
BenQ's new portable projector-the GS1.
what is the gs1 BY BENQ?
BenQ GS1 with Camping Mode is a portable, cable free, outdoor leisure projector that works brilliantly at night.
Not only is it splashproof and shockproof, the GS1 is also palm size, meaning it's super easy to move from indoors to outdoors and room to room.
You can enjoy movies on a 60″ Screen at just 1M, and the projector weighs less than 1KG.
One touch set up means it's ideal for non technical users (a bit like me!)
The GS1 sets up at a touch and runs movies without a PC, all from a robust battery pack with simple self-contained freedom.
With a three hour battery life, and wifi and bluetooth technology included, this really is a perfect addition to your camping trip!
Take a look at some more GS1 features and information, over on the BenQ website HERE!
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Xbox is a gaming platform of Windows exclusively for playing the world's most acclaimed console games. With a wide range of game library, Xbox is the entertaining the gaming community. But as it says, playing games is not free nowadays and that suits to Xbox platform also. Apart from purchasing these games, you require Free Xbox Live Codes to play multiplayer games in this console. It is a premium membership called Xbox Live Gold membership.
What is the Cost of Xbox Live Gold Membership?
Currently, Xbox has three subscription plan that you can avail from their official website. The cost of these memberships are as follows:
- $9.99 per month
- $24.99 in every quarter or three months.
- $59.99 per year
It costs a lot of money and spending that for gaming from your parent's wallet is sometimes awkward. But without these Xbox live code, you will not gain the full advantages of Xbox games. Sometimes as you get the games, you get some live trial codes free of cost with the purchase. But what about the other time? Do we have a legitimate way to get these codes free?
In the current age, getting a free item is as difficult as climbing a mountain. But through our research, we have found some legitimate way to earn free xbox live gold codes.
In this article, we will share those methods with you. Also in the second part of the reading, we will be exposing the reality about thousands of the sites claiming free xbox live code generator which are obivous scam according to our test done with them.
So, Lets get started with our main topic.
Top 9 Legit Ways to Get Free Xbox Live Codes & Gift Cards in 2019
1. Search for Social Media Giveaway
In social media sites, there are various Xbox communities which shares the means to get active Xbox Live Free Codes. You can join these communities to get an up to date news about any opportunity to earn gift codes and use them in your Xbox account.
2. Get Complimentary Free Xbox Live Trial on Game Purchase
When you purchase certain games, you get a chance to win free Xbox live codes as a complimentary benefit. Depending on the game you may get access to the Xbox live from 48 hours to one full month. Games like Fifa, Halo offers 14 days to one month Xbox live codes.
So whenever you buy games, wait for the proper time and proper deal to get these offers as complementary.
3. Create Your New Xbox Account
As you create a new account and select gold membership you will get free Xbox live gold codes no surveys required in the way of 30 days trial. It is a quite simple method. Following the steps revealed below, you can get the Xbox Live trial for free for a month.
- Open a new Microsoft account. Use the Microsoft account to log in to the subscription page of Xbox.
- Choose the one-month gold subscription free trial and go to next.
- You will require one credit card number to verify yourself. However, be assured there will not be any deduction from your card until you spend one month and continue to the following month.
- Provide billing information to complete the process.
You will access gold membership by this Xbox live free trial codes. Only you have to remember that on the 29th day you have to cancel the subscription. Otherwise, you will be charged with the subscription fee.
4. Ask Family Members to Signup for Xbox Trials
Through the above method, you have got information to get free Xbox live codes for one month. Currently, Xbox allows creating three accounts in total to use in each console. So once you avail the free trial membership for one month create another two account and enjoy another two months for free. But you have to keep in mind about the following:
- The three accounts have to be completely separate with different email id.
- If you can use a different credit card details, it is better. Otherwise, use the same.
- Do not forget to close the subscription timely.
- Use the correct billing address associated with the credit card.
By asking your family members signing up for trial, you can get more trial codes if they are agree to share with you.
5. Look Out for Bonus on New Xbox Consoles
You should search the online websites for free Xbox live codes if you wish to buy a new Xbox console. Xbox Live Coupons on Xbox consoles are made available by Microsoft to boost sales from time to time. To obtain these kinds of offers, you have to search for big supermarkets and official Microsoft stores.
In the time of significant events like Christmas / Black Friday and New Year deals, Xbox Live coupons are bundled with new consoles.
Free Xbox Live Codes Generator – Beware of this Scam!!
We had said in the beginning that we would be discussing thousands of sites that claim to provide you free Xbox live gold codes no surveys. This code generation is one of the biggest scams. Do not stay in this delusion that anyone hacks the Microsoft database with their software to get the codes for you. Only once you pay for them, the codes are activated.
No way to generate codes is possible as they are all well encrypted.
We have tested them practically from various sites, and they are ways to make money. It is just a way to use black hat SEO tactics for website optimization. We imply that when you are clicking on the generate button, you see a semi-transparent code.
More and more clicks and bounce rate a website have, the more money the owner makes. So the person is getting money, and you get nothing in return.
Also, it requires to complete a survey to see the full code. In this way, your personal information is gathered. These data are used for marketing strategy in future.
Following is an Example of one such Generator.
Step 1: I have been prompted to provide details
Step 2: After providing details, I need to confirm them.
Step 3: The process leads to human verification.
Here comes the most risky part of the process. I have been told to conduct a survey to provide some details or install some apps.
As I was unsure about the app whether they will bring some Trojan or not I stopped. But before I finished, I have made several clicks and stayed in the site for quite some time. These two data are then used for Marketing Purposes.
Guys, I will reveal the biggest hoax in this process now. The UID I used in step 2 does not exist at all. I did not provide my original data, and still, it made sure that I will get a 25$ gift card.
What more to say?
So here we conclude our article about the legit way of earning free Xbox live codes. As on date, these are the only full proof method to gain free codes for Xbox. Also, we request you to stay away from the hacks of free code generators and spread the truth among your friends.
If you come to know any other method in future, do not hesitate to share with us for updates to the community through our comment box.
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When painting commissioned portraits, making people look their best is part of the job. It's one of those unspoken requests that every client conveys to the artist in one way or another.
There are certain key areas of a head that an artist can focus on in order to help portray the mood or personality of a sitter. One area in which an artist is given a great amount of freedom is in the handling of the hair. When it comes to painting portraits and pleasing a client, there's no such thing as a bad hair day. The hair helps to frame and showcase the face and can also be utilized to introduce the feeling of movement into a portrait.
You're not given as much freedom when painting facial features and bone structure, so the hair helps to provide an oasis in which a variety of edges can be employed in order to help balance out this feeling of movement within the head. The direction of the brush strokes that you use in the hair can also help design and lead the viewer's eye to other areas of the painting as well.
One of the lessons from great painters of the past such as John Singer Sargent and Anders Zorn is to think of the hair as a single mass instead of individual hairs. By doing so, you will be able to more easily recognize the larger shapes that make up the hair by half closing your eyes and squinting down in order to simplify these shapes instead of seeing too much detail. Once these big shapes have been painted with the correct value relationships, all that is needed are a few wisps of hair in order to give the illusion of a full head of hair. Painting this way not only helps to give the hair more solidity, but also reads well from a viewer's perspective.
Painting by Anders Zorn
Detail showing simplified masses to represent hair
If you attempt to paint every single hair on a person's head, what you end up with is an excessive amount of unnecessary detail that is not representative of how the human eye actually sees things in nature. When looking at a painting for any length of time, there seems to be a limit as to how much detail your eyes can take in all at once before becoming irritated or uninterested. By bringing everything up to full focus and equal detail, the eyes don't have the opportunity to rest between active and passive areas. Balance in these areas is important in representational painting because it's how we see things in nature and how our eyes are accustomed to viewing the world around us.
Confidence plays a key role when painting hair, so don't be afraid to put a stroke down and leave it alone. I find that the more I try to modify an initial stroke, the weaker it tends to become. The reason for this is because the first stroke was based on intuition and spontaneity while any subsequent modifications to that stroke were based on logic and reasoning. It's very easy to "over think" a painting and, as a result, lose the fresh feeling of life that was once felt at an earlier stage, especially when it comes to the subject of painting hair.
Another aspect worth mentioning is that color temperature changes occur in hair just as they would any other subject. If the light source on your subject is cool, then your shadows will generally be somewhat warmer in comparison. If your light source is warm, then the opposite would occur and you would have shadows that would tend to appear somewhat cooler in comparison.
Example of using warm and cool temperature changes in hair
This constant interplay of warm and cool temperatures in the hair will add a greater sense of volume and create interest throughout. It's amazing how many different colors can be used when painting hair in order to achieve the illusion of an overall color such as "blonde", "brown", "red", etc.
In order to create a greater sense of volume and movement within the hair, I like to follow the direction of the form when it comes to brush work.
Following the form when painting hair
There are exceptions to this way of working that I use quite often when painting hair in order to help simplify values and have them read as a mass rather than breaking them up too much with unnecessary detail. In fact, I often go in the opposite direction of the form in areas such as highlights in order to help break up the monotony that can occur by using too many similar brush strokes in the same direction.
Example of going against the form
Once the large masses of the hair have been painted with the correct value relationships and color temperature, all that is left to do is to add a few wisps of hair in order to create the illusion of detail.
Areas where wisps of hair have been added to indicate detail
These final touches are most effective when painted confidently with as few brush strokes as possible. The direction of these strokes is also important.
If I want a brush stroke that tails off at the end, I'll start the stroke at the opposite end of where I want it to tail off and then swiftly twist and lift the brush at the very end of the stroke. The twisting action produces an interesting brush stroke that is wider at one end while sharper and thinner at the other. The slight lifting motion at the end of the stroke leaves less paint on the canvas by reducing the pressure on the brush and resulting in a softer look. In order to get the results that I'm after in a situation like this, I like to use a dry brush that does not contain any mineral spirits or turpentine that would cause the paint to be too fluid and not produce the soft look that I'm after.
In addition to using brushes when painting hair, I also prefer to use my fingers in order to soften an edge or blend when needed. The result of working this way achieves an effect unlike any other that I can get from using a brush or palette knife.
Whatever tools you choose to use when working, be sure to have fun when it comes to the subject of painting hair. It will not only be more enjoyable for you as an artist, but will also likely produce a better result for the client as well.


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