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NASA – Grant Swalwell
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McFadden doesn't measure up to Chargers' Mathews
The life of an NFL running back is not easy. Eleven men run to hit you and try to remove you forcibly from the football. General managers and coaches use you and then throw you away after an average of 2.5 seasons, and the fans ... the fans aren't very understanding or forgiving.
The Raiders' Darren McFadden and the Chargers' Ryan Mathews both came into this season with a history of injuries, and fans questioned their toughness and work ethic. Neither team was sure of what to expect of its running back. Both had teased with their production but disappointed plenty over the years.
Well, with two games left in the season, the Chargers are ecstatic and will be hosting a largely shrugging Oakland team Sunday.
San Diego is 7-7 and alive in the playoff race, thanks in large part to Mathews. After missing 10 games and fumbling 11 times his first three seasons, he has played hurt and run for 1,012 yards this season - including 230 on 58 carries in a five-day span the past two weeks.
"He runs very hard," Raiders head coach Dennis Allen said. "His biggest thing has been that he's had some injuries. Obviously, now he's healthy. ... He runs tough, breaks a lot of tackles, and then he's got the burst to take it the distance if he gets in the clear."
Once considered fragile and often asked about his partying ways, Mathews has not missed a game this season. He took a knee to the helmet early in the Week 5 loss in Oakland after only three carries but was back the next week.
"It feels good to be able to keep going," Mathews told reporters. "The last few years, I've done it here and there. To be able to do it each week, that is what feels good."
McFadden, meanwhile, was back at practice Wednesday after missing a game for the sixth time this season Sunday. A hamstring injury earlier kept him out four games, a sore ankle the past two.
He has 365 yards on 103 carries, a 3.5 average, in what was supposed to be a big contract year.
McFadden, who has missed 19 of the Raiders' past 39 games, was asked if he looked at this as a lost season.
"I feel that way, but at the same time, there's nothing I can do about that," he said. "That time is gone. I can only move forward."
The sixth-year veteran now wants "to just go out here and finish strong, go out here and fight with my teammates," he said. His first practice back went well, and McFadden is expected to play Sunday and back up new starter Rashad Jennings.
Fans have been honest with him about their feelings on social media, and even sometimes when he makes community-service stops.
"It's kind of mixed emotions, half and half," McFadden said of how fans greet him. "For me, I'm going to be the same person regardless. I'm going to go out there and do what I'm supposed to do in the community, do what I'm supposed to do on the field.
"I can't worry about what's happened in the past. I can only deal with what's in the future."
McFadden has remained positive, when he ran for 1,771 yards in 20 games in 2010 and '11, and when he ran for 3.3 yards a carry in a bad-fit offense last season.
"I know his work ethic and the things he does to get ready that the fans can't see," guard Khalif Barnes said. "He's had a lot of bad luck, and he always busts his butt to get back.
"The fans, media and radio shows get on him, but he is thick-skinned, even if it's tough at times. He handles it better than anyone else in here would."
McFadden is a free agent at the end of the season and admits that he has thought about how the home game against Denver on Dec. 29 could be his last in Oakland.
"I would love to be a Raider next year, but I can only focus on the things that I can control," McFadden said.
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ok understood however when there is a tool load during machinging that does create much added force on the machine…so air cuts dont have all the extra forces …
thaks when i get time i will investigate with your advice cant do it now too cold out
do you know what default x y z power pot is on the gshield? what does inventables set it at or is it just random?
and like i said my cheap 3d printer and cheap laser engraver have never ever lost steps …they use same type system and i use them many many hours especially 3d priner
thats comparing a $100 machine to a $1600 dollar machine…the $1600 machine should be in theory more reliable
i didnt know thqt larry very interesting drivers get current all the time and not on demand…when needed…that seems wasteful and unnecessary wear and tear on the drivers to me…
haldor i dont believe it is the speed of the machine as i was only moving at 25ipm and lost steps on the 2nd pass doing a cutout in plywood at .025 depth
and i slowed my rapid down substantially so that when it goes to first mahining point it takes its time ni9ce and slow and did not lose steps going to first point…it lost steops this last test during the slow machinging process
but we will see who knows what the issue is
i appreciate all your help
Steppers are very different from a standard brushed electric motor.
The power need to come from somewhere, an idle/non-rotating brushed motor require nothing - because it is doing nothing, and you can spin it easily by hand. A stepper motor at "idle/non-rotating" is forced by the driver to stay put and will resist hand turning. This require power.
Your stepper based 3D printers and laser do the very same.
thanks for all the info…im going to try to tinker with it today a bit doing some testing and changing and adjusting
one noe though
if i have machine disconnected powered off…and i push the gantry back and forth at a fairly high feed rate, at the right y motor area there is a grinding sound …not the entire way but just random as pushing.
thanks haldor now that you mention that, it makes sense
the steppers need power all the time to keep position
Disconnect power AND disconnect the belts one way or the other, so the only thing that would cause friction are the wheels. Motion should be smooth with uniform friction.
problem still not fixed…
haldor thank you will do that when i get time
earlier i did some mechanical and elec troubleshooting i found some very loose screws as i suspected that were on the right y motor terminal so i tightened them and ran machine about 16 inches back and forth on y axis via easel
with no issues about 20 diff cycles so i decided to run a cutout program
i ran the program using 1/8 bit .025 deep at 25ipm…i babysat it…it ran great for about 7 passes and then on the 8th pass about half way through it decided to do an out of path move so i unplugged immediatley the out of path move was not z issue and im not sure if it was y or x …because it stopped for a couple seconds and then crazy took off on wrong path…
oh well…will keep troubleshooting when i have time
still losing steps apparently
Untill you measure Vref voltage of your drivers we won't be able to tell if its set too high or too low.
When you have the time.
hi haldor since weather was nice out today i was abel to get outside and test vref
x 1.05
y 1.09
z 1.15
these values were never changed…stock settings
what should i do increase them or are these values ok?
i think larry mentioned they should be higher?
here is my theory on the vref on my machine
since mine is a late 2015 early 2016 model back then they offered nema 17 as standard and you had to upgrade to nema 23 if u desired
i bet the gshield driver vref stock setting was calibrated for the nema 17 motors?
according to some othe posts voltages of 1.2 or so would be ideal for the neam 17
i have nema 23
im waiting ot hear back fif i should increase voltages…on all 3 or just y ? given the voltages i provided
it seems they should be about 1.9v each?
I had the same problem with my 2015 unit which I too bought used. I eventually resolved the issues, which were multiple, but realized that I really needed to upgrade to a new controller so I just recently completed the Demon Controller. I hope to have it in service next week with new 269 oz steppers.
By the way, what spindle are you running?
Increase to 1.4V per axis, any change?
Vref (Y) = 1.09V => 1.36A current limit / 2 motors = about 0.7A per motor
24V x 0.7V = 16W
Your Nema23 steppers can take up to 2,8A each, while the gshield can as a theoretical max wth active cooling provide 2,5A. But in terms of reliability 2A is max with active cooling, providing a little headroom.
Bottom line, the gshield is unable to take your steppers to the max and that is before we consider the two Y-motors sharing a single driver. The Controller for instance have 4A capacity per driver, and 4 drivers => the Y-steppers can have one driver each.
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Hey haldor i adjusted vref for x y z to about 1.7v
I got ur message after
I ran a cutout program about 1 hr 3/4 plywood and had no issues
Maybe that was part of my problem since day 1…my machine has lost steps on several occasions since i have owned the machine …the loose connections at the y motor prob didnt help lol
Thank you and larry etc…i hope this helps…we will see
Should i leave at 1.7 or drop it a bit?
I have nema23
Design flaw …if you cant take advantage of full capability of the motor why offer the motor?
Poor design period.
What they should have done if their designers were using common sense is to offer the nema23 and include a more compatible driver board with it
this is what i tried to machine for my friend…and luckily i was able to save it by flipping it ovver and not show all the lost step boo boos
so its a left handed hockey player now…not a righty lol
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I just glanced out the front window and saw my two very happy rhododendrons in bloom. The mama plant, covered in large pink blossoms, and the baby plant a few feet away, with just two blossoms.
About 4 years ago I layered this rhododendron. That is, it had a couple of long branches that could, if gently forced, lay on the ground. I brought these branches down to ground level, covered with a mound of dirt about 6-8 inches from the tip of each branch, then placed a couple of heavy rocks on this mound to hold the branch under the soil. I then let nature do its part.
Last spring I dug around a bit and discovered that two of the branches had formed good enough roots to sever these branches from the mother plant. We did that and moved these two a few feet away, to give them space to grow. Over the winter one died, but the other looks robust and healthy. I'll keep it well-watered this season and by next year it should be established.
Two plants for the price of one.
Simple layering is the lazy gardener's method of propagation and works on many plants, especially those with a bushy habit of growth. To Layer: Remove any leaves from the portion to to be buried. Bend the branch over to the ground, and bury about 6 inches of this branch with soil, leaving the tip exposed. If the branch is stubborn and wants to pop back up, even with a stone on top, you can peg it with a few forked sticks. Keep the soil moist all spring and summer (and if your autumn is dry, give it a drink from time to time). Give it a couple of years to develop a good set of roots. It can then be severed from the mother plant and moved. Nurture it for a year or two, until established. March and April are considered to be the best months for layering. And last year's growth will root better than old woody growth.
I've personally had the best luck with azaleas, rhododendrons, cotoneaster, forsythia, currants and hydrangeas. I accidently layered two blueberry bushes in the last couple of years and hope to have new blueberry bushes to transplant next spring.
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SUSAN C. SCHWAB served as U.S. Trade Representative from 2006 to 2009.
It is time for the international community to recognize that the Doha Round is doomed. Started in November 2001 as the ninth multilateral trade negotiation under the auspices of the General Agreement on Tariffs and Trade and its successor, the World Trade Organization (WTO), the talks have sought to promote economic growth and improve living standards across the globe -- especially in developing countries -- through trade liberalization and reforms. Yet after countless attempts to achieve a resolution, the talks have dragged on into their tenth year, with no end in sight.
To be sure, world leaders, negotiators, and commentators have expressed their unanimous support for a successful outcome -- the "balanced" and "ambitious" agreement called for by so many summit statements. But concluding a trade agreement is like pole-vaulting. Everything must come together at once -- after the extensive preparation and the building of momentum, there is that one giant leap -- with the hope that the entire body will sail over the bar. Most trade agreements survive several failed attempts before success is achieved. But the Doha Round keeps crashing into the bar.
To a significant degree, Doha's failure can be traced to its outdated structure and negotiating dynamic: even the best of intentions are stymied when every negotiator's concessions are more clear than their potential gains and when the bipolar division between developed and developing countries shortchanges most in the developing world. More fundamental, however, has been the Doha Round's failure to address the central question facing international economic governance today: What are the relative roles and responsibilities of advanced (or developed), emerging, and developing countries? (Although there are no universally recognized definitions, advanced countries are generally mature economies that have industrialized and attained high levels of per capita income. Emerging-market economies are those that are undergoing rapid rates of growth and industrialization but have not yet reached developed status. Developing countries have not yet experienced these transitions.) World leaders are frustrated that their mandates to


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My kids have really gotten into superheroes the past year or so. Batman, Superman, Wonder Woman, Spiderman … all of them seem to make the rounds. I've frequently heard my older two discussing what power they'd like to possess. Would it be better to be able to fly or shoot webs from your hands? A while back my daughter told us she had a superpower. She'd found whenever we went into a store, she could open the doors just by holding out her hand.
I hate to admit it, but I have that same misconception sometimes. The other night, I had an anxiety attack. I'd been away from home for several nights and hadn't been sleeping well. In addition to the physical stress of it, I had several heavy thoughts on my mind that were weighing me down emotionally. I was feeling some tightness in my chest and I worried that it might be something more serious than a little indigestion. So, I did what you do when you're alone and scared and far away from your family. I called my husband.
He asked me why I was worrying, what purpose I thought it would serve. I tried to explain that I was afraid if I didn't worry, then the thing I was worried about might happen. As I finished my description, I could hear him laughing. Of course, I continued, when I say it out loud, it just sounds silly. The smile was still in his voice as he teased me, amused at my belief that I could keep evil at bay by the power of worry.
Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life? (Matthew 6:27, NIV)
Worrying is such a waste of time and energy. Yet, I find it so easy to forget that I have no power to change anything by fretting about it and letting myself imagine the worst. As though, if I could work through that ahead of time, I could be prepared for anything. Only, I've found I can't really process difficulties in advance. I think it has something to do with God's grace. He seems to only offer that in the present tense, like manna in the desert (Exodus 16). Instead of dealing with the anxiety, worrying just allows the fear to snake around me like a boa constrictor, leaving me paralyzed and gasping for breath.
It's sometimes so hard to accept that You will provide everything I need, right when I need it. I prefer to see what I need waiting for me in advance, rather than just trusting that You will always be there. Thank You that I can look back and see all the times You have provided. Thank You that You are trustworthy, even when I choose to be afraid.


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Charleston.com is here to show you the rich history and culture of this Holy City. Whether you're a longtime resident or returning visitor, we're here to show you the best places to eat, places to stay, and the best things to do while you're in town. Visiting Charleston is certainly worth serious consideration. After all, it also garners ongoing recognition as being among the world's friendliest water front cities.
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A lot of work goes into maintaining a safe home. There are smoke detectors to check, germs to disinfect and chemicals to watch out for. And if you have pets in the house, there are even more specific needs to consider. You want your furry or feathered family members to be just as safe as everyone else, so check out these seven pet safety tips.
Anything that's smaller than your fist is a choking hazard for your pet. Colorful rubber bands, small toys, string and even small tools look like a chew toy to your pet, so make sure they're out of reach. Do a sweep room-by-room and try to think like your pet: What looks tempting? What's eye-catching?
Note: If you have multiple pets, keep in mind that a small toy meant for a tiny cat is a choking hazard for a big dog. Just because it's meant for one animal doesn't mean it's safe for every animal!
Cats and dogs both seem to love the smell and taste of trash. Avoid tempting them by securing your trash with a lid or taking it out before leaving them alone in the house. A trash-diving session is more than a hassle to clean up. Seemingly benign items (like chicken bones) can be dangerous for your pet to gnaw on!
Indoor plants do a lot of good – from cleaning the air, to making us happy to adding a pop of color – but some of them are toxic to animals. A few common houseplants that can be toxic if ingested include: amaryllis, poinsettia, lilies, mums and aloe vera. But this list is by no means complete, so check the ASPCA's list of Toxic and Non-Toxic Plants if you're not sure about one of your potted plants.
That space behind your refrigerator? Yeah, your cat or small dog could get trapped there. Do a quick check in your home for places where your pet could get stuck. Seal any openings you find by moving furniture or filling the cracks with other items (like stacking books under furniture). Also, look for "ladders" that your pet could use to climb onto tables (like chairs). Either remove the "ladders," or make sure those tables are danger-free.
Tip: It may seem a little silly, but it helps to get down on all fours and see things from your pet's eye level.
So many cats and dogs fall out of windows that vets have given it a name: High-Rise Syndrome. Only open upstairs windows if you can monitor your pet when they're near the open area, and make sure your window screens are sturdy throughout your house.
Your bathroom is a hotbed of pet trouble. Always keep your toilet seat down, especially if you use automatic bowl cleaners (the residue can poison your pet). Make sure all medication is locked away because curious pets can gnaw through plastic and get into pills. Sharp objects like fingernail clippers and hair scissors should also be kept out of reach or in a drawer.
If your pet is going to be spending any time in your yard, make sure your mulch, flowers and fertilizer are all pet-safe. To make sure all of your bases are covered, read: Pet Proof Your Yard.


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Having been courted by every major label for several months now, Boy Kill Boy finally get the chance to let everyone know what all the fuss is about.
With May's limited edition Fierce Panda release already being snapped up for silly money on Ebay, 'Civil Sin', their first general release, is undoubtedly the stand-out of their increasingly enthralling live set.
Coming on like a 21st Century Supergrass if they'd rediscovered their zest and passion (and Duran Duran's 'Rio') without resorting to carbon copied cheesiness, 'Civil Sin' is the undisputed sound of an unashamed past injecting life into a complacent present to create an exciting future.
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In honor of National Cat Day, we present the foreword to"The Big New Yorker Book of Cats," recently published by Random House.
To anyone entering the offices of The New Yorker for the first time, whether as a casual visitor or as an inmate facing a long sentence, the greatest surprise is not the dearth of raised voices, the hush where the live band ought to be, or the lack of a decently stocked bar. It is the want of a cat. I mean, look at the place. There are cubicles, closets, half-empty bookshelves, tops of filing cabinets, laptops, and laps that are crying out for a shorthair. Why the post has not been advertised, let alone filled, is hard to fathom. Ideal candidates should be sleek, seductive, quick of tongue, slow to wrath, and, above all, nonhuman. They should aim, wherever possible, to be as self-combing as most of the writers; expert groomers, in the editorial department, are on hand to unpick any remaining knots. Fur balls, like dangling participles, are not welcome. Milk is in the fridge.
Was catlessness always the case within the precincts of the magazine? Has there really never been a resident Smoky, Macavity, Buster, Vesper, Oedipuss, Esmé (loved but squalid), Anchorman, Adolf, Jones, or kohl-eyed Cleopatra? Must we believe that our in-house grammarian of fifty years, the late Miss Gould, was not shadowed by an Abyssinian, say, of flawless pedigree, by the name of Subordinate Claws? It seems inconceivable. He would surely have struck a pose behind her shoulder, on the nearest windowsill, and followed the silvery motions of her pencil, not unlike the white cat in The Tale of Peter Rabbit, who gazes at goldfish in a pond: "She sat very, very still, but now and then the tip of her tail twitched as if it were alive." The precision of Beatrix Potter, here as elsewhere, points to the first rule of felinology: you need to learn to look at cats, down to the last whisker, every bit as closely as they look at you. To them, remember, nothing is lost in the dark.
If anything unites the contributors to the present volume, varied as they are, it is this primary urge to bear true, if bewildered, witness. Few artists, for example, could be more distinct in tone and temper than Sempé and William Steig, and to pass from the latter's portrait of the moggy as monster, striking us rigid with his all-knowing, shark-toothed grin, to the slim streak of placability unfurled along a bed, in Sempé's rendering, is to rise, like Dante, from the nether depths toward beatitude. Yet neither image works without the other, if we are to see cats steadily and see them whole—if we are to admit to ourselves that, however far our pets may be bred from the wild, sometimes to the verge of interior decoration, they are never quite bred enough. "Domesticated cat," indeed, may be the very phrase at which Steig's creature was laughing when he was trapped in art.
The pursuit of such verities will lead you, eventually, to the most insane of creative feats: getting under the skin of a cat. This will never be anything but challenging, even if you wear motorcycle gauntlets and a knight's visor, but it remains a quest to which many writers are lured. Perhaps they view it as a kind of scratching post—a ready-made, abrasive chance to sharpen their natural skills. Joyce, who liked to miss nothing, bent his ear to a very specific quandary, the spelling of a cat's ululation, in the fourth chapter of Ulysses, and came up with the infinitesimal swell of "mkgnao" into "mrkgnao." (Try both, out loud, but not after eating crackers, and see if you can tell them apart.) J. F. Powers explored further with "Death of a Favorite," which was published in The New Yorker, in 1950, and later selected by John Updike for The Best American Short Stories of the Century, which is quite a pantheon. Our narrator is Fritz, the only quadruped in a household of Catholic priests; he falls foul of a couple of missionaries, newly arrived, whose mission, it turns out, is to hound the cat from his home. A sandal is wielded, and a crucifix; at the sight of it, Fritz admits, "an undeniable fear was rising in me," and we sense a flicker of the old belief that cats are the proper companion of witches, or worse. We half expect the clergy to bring out the garlic. Yet who, in all faith, is the worst offender here? Is it Fritz, or could it be the nicely named Father Burner, already his sworn foe when the tale begins? The cat, mulling the matter over, has no doubt; as he says of the men of God, gathered around the dinner table, "There was something about my presence there, I thought, that brought out the beast in them—which is to say very nearly all that was in them." Touché.
Like the best of his peers, Powers is trusting the language to lead him to the borders of ontological wit. To "bring out the beast" in somebody is a cliché, rubbed smooth over time, but to have it uttered by a cat—that is to lend it new and jagged life. The author understands that to write like a cat is not to escape the human voice but to find a new angle from which to pronounce, with a lightly modulated hiss, upon the infinite gradations of human sin. He is hardly alone in this endeavor, either within or beyond the parish of the magazine. Saki's "Tobermory," first published in 1911, is still fêted for the social devastation that is wrought by its speaking cat, blessed with perfect syntax but no scruples, and, within the correspondence of Raymond Chandler (a tremendous trove of sly good sense), there is a letter that he wrote to a friend, in 1948, in the person of his Persian, Taki: "Come around sometime when your face is clean and we shall discuss the state of the world, the foolishness of humans, the prevalence of horsemeat, although we prefer the tenderloin side of a porterhouse, and our common difficulty in getting doors opened at the right time and meals served at more frequent intervals. I have got my staff up to five a day, but there is still room for improvement."
Note the low estimation of human beings, which seems, by definition, to go with the territory, whenever the animal viewpoint is adopted; its logical conclusion, never bettered for pure disgust, is the moment when Gulliver—safely returned to England, but schooled in a more delicate existence by his time among the Houyhnhnms—reels away from the stink of his own family. Cats would not make so bold a show of revulsion, yet we, as cat owners (a term that belongs to the theater of the absurd, as both parties are aware), are wearily mindful of the gambits by which superiority is vaunted: the courteous sniff that precedes the refusal of food; the glowering retreat to an aerie, in the opposite corner of the room; the turning of the tail. Dog lovers—and such beings do exist—derive much joy from their Dobermans, their quaking Chihuahuas, and everything in between, and we should not begrudge them that delight; to be ceaselessly gratified by one's pet, however, and to find one's love returned with interest, on all occasions, is bad education for the soul. Cat people, on the other hand, know what it is to be adored and then rejected, with no explanation, in the space of a single minute, with the purr switched off like an alarm clock. They know, like Powers's priests, Father Burner included, that the world is a treacherous vale, undeserving of our trust, and that to be humbled, if only by a dish of untouched ham, is the beginning of wisdom. Blessed are the cat-mad, for they shall be driven up the wall.
Some of them go straight to the top of the wall and stay there, with no inclination to jump down. Take Rita Ross. By 1938, when she was honored by a profile in the magazine, this formidable lady, born Marion Garcewich, had personally caught "two hundred tons of cats"—picture the fact-checkers working that one out—and delivered them to the Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals, and thus, effectively, to their deaths. Roaming the streets of New York in search of strays, crowned by a conical hat, and consumed by a reverent pity, she had, according to the authors, "nearly seventy thousand souls on her conscience." Each man kills the thing he loves, Oscar Wilde wrote, but most men tend not to require a wire trap, cans of salmon, five burlap sacks, and a police whistle to put that tragic paradox into practice. Set beside the Augean labors of Miss Ross, the duty confronting the hero of John Updike's "The Cats"—the extermination of a mere farmful, inherited on his mother's death—seems no more than child's play. He turns the problem over to professionals, although, with time on his hands, and in a country mood, he might have made use of the instructions that were issued to readers of The New Yorker by E. B. White, in "How to Make a Cat Trap." This ends with dark talk of cyanide, and its stifling details are only just rescued from outright creepiness by a breath of fresh humor: "Screw one screw-eye into the top of the treadle half an inch from the right side and seventeen and one-half inches from the front end. Screw the second screw-eye into the piano for all I care."
So it is, as this well-fed book stretches out in languor, that the array of feline opposites starts to emerge. Cats must be destroyed; cats should be saved. Cats are like us; no, cats are not of this world. Cats can be savored for their fellowship, then eaten for their flesh: that, at any rate, was the alarming formula arrived at by Sylvia Townsend Warner, one of whose fictions ushered in a sinuous Siamese tom, with "dusky paws," that wreathed itself around the shoulders of a Parisian wine merchant, and later became his dinner. Mind you, the setting was Paris in 1942, when anything edible, or, frankly, catchable, was fair game. Next comes the cartoonists' dialectic—the cats who infest our tenement rooms like mice played off against the cats, often of noble embonpoint, who sit in offices, behind desks, and scare the lower orders. ("You fed me tuna and cleaned my litter box, Harris, and I'm not going to forget it.") Cats exist in these pages, as they do throughout our lives, both as obsessively singular—one ill-fated, hard-up couple from Wilmington, Delaware, pay fifteen thousand dollars to provide their ailing, adored, asthmatic pet with kidney dialysis and a transplant—and as a barely controllable mass, doomed to proliferate forever, like poison ivy or biographies of Napoleon. Above all, for every cat who is liked, accepted, or worshipped from afar, there is another who peers into our eyes— those hopeless orbs, superfluous at night—and spies only horror, indifference, and fear.
Needless to say, you get synthesis. Emotions merge. I myself have two Bengals, of whom I am fond, plus the marks on my wrists to prove it—deep, diagonal scars that could easily suggest, to casual acquaintances, that I am attempting suicide, without much success, on a weekly basis. The cats are joined, in the household, by two poodles, and if you are one of those old squares who think that two plus two equals four, forget it. Try four cubed. Not all of them were acquired with my foreknowledge, still less my consent, and the results are on display, day in, night out. One Bengal would like to partition the other into a million little pieces of Bengal; the first poodle secretly likes the other poodle but hides this fact with bass growls of wounded disdain; the second poodle loves everything that moves, including German shepherds in the street and falling oven mitts, but cowers beneath repeated demonstrations that not everything loves him back; and so on. Envy, hurt, territorial fervor, uranium-tipped malice, and a neediness so profound that it can never be measured, let alone assuaged, combine to grant us much entertainment, fitful panic, but no peace. You think North and South Korea could explode? Come round to my place and see what a real flashpoint looks like. Imagine not just a North and a South but a West and an East Korea, too, with me at the nexus, armed only with a sachet of Intense Beauty. (That, God preserve me, is the name of the cat food. The dogs like it.)
Even to someone in my predicament, this book has the answer. Most contributors report, as faithfully as can be, from the front line where the genus Felis collides—and, if we are dumb enough to kid ourselves, colludes—with Homo sapiens. Why settle for the petting zoo of our homes, though, when there are genuine zoos to explore? And how can I complain about my angry puss, no larger than a leg of lamb, when Panthera tigris tigris, the Bengal tiger, is on the prowl? This fellow is best seen, preferably from a distance, as a director's cut of my cats. Extended features include sunset-colored fur, an average male weight of around five hundred pounds, and, one presumes, the ability to resolve the issue of a tiresome poodle by treating it as a pretzel. Habitats include India, Bangladesh, Nepal, the heavenly kingdom of Bhutan, and Jackson, New Jersey. This cat is hep, and he's here. And he's not alone. Susan Orlean, in a probing chronicle of 2002, explained a familiar problem:
You know how it is—you start with one tiger, then you get another and another, then a few are born and a few die, and you start to lose track of details like exactly how many tigers you actually have.
Tell me about it. That is my favorite sentence in the book, because its trademark shrug, laced with a light sigh, feels true not just to The New Yorker but to the whole eternal folderol of choosing to keep a cat. We do know how it is. We are not fundamentally different from Rita Ross, or from Joan Byron-Marasek, who oversaw the Bengals of Jackson at Six Flags Wild Safari, except that we are not so pungently fragranced, and our lives are less possessed by what we own. The lengthy portrait of Robert Lothar Kendell, by Katharine T. Kinkead, that ran in The New Yorker in 1951 depicted a gentleman whose industry, devotion, and entrepreneurial drive would have marked him out in any given business; it just so happens that, because he was the president of the American Feline Society, his business was the well-being of cats. If that increased their chances of widespread deification, so much the better. No kingdom could be more heavenly. History has forgotten the initiative Cats for Europe, as devised by Mr. Kendell, but it was a munificent scheme—"a plan to send a million American cats to the Marshall Plan countries to rid them of rats." They would be airlifted over in groups of seventeen hundred, "five cats per crate." Hmm. Whether they were to be parachuted into Holland by moonlight, or bravely spilled onto the beaches of Normandy from landing craft, was a vital secret that both the author and her subject, in their prudence, kept to themselves. Nor do we learn which spoilsport vetoed Cats for Europe in the end. Probably some covert rat fan. Or a schmuck with a Peke.
This raises a tricky humanitarian point: what are we to do with the heathen—the haters and slanderers of the cat? They can't be put to sleep, or caged for more than a couple of days, or even neutered without a written agreement. The best course, on reflection, is to slink away from them. Chandler again: "I have never liked anyone who disliked cats, because I've always found an element of acute selfishness in their dispositions." A smart move, that—to charge the anti-cat brigade with precisely the same vice that its members claim to detect in the average cat. (There is no average cat. That is their first mistake.) I call them Boswells, after a celebrated passage in his Life of Johnson on the theme of Hodge, the beloved cat for whom the good Doctor used to buy oysters:
I recollect him one day scrambling up Dr. Johnson's breast, apparently with much satisfaction, while my friend smiling and half- whistling, rubbed down his back, and pulled him by the tail; and when I observed he was a fine cat, saying, "Why yes, Sir, but I have had cats whom I liked better than this;" and then as if perceiving Hodge to be out of countenance, adding, "but he is a very fine cat, a very fine cat indeed."
Boswell misses the point. There is no "as if" about it. Hodge was put out, less by having his tail pulled, as if he were a church bell, than because he had just heard himself described as inferior to his predecessors. A libelous gibe. Any self-respecting cat—in brief, any cat—would be mortified, not to mention incredulous, at the suggestion that he or she might not be rated top dog. The reason that Boswell writes "as if" is that, as he has already confessed, "I am, unluckily, one of those who have an antipathy to a cat." His manly regret is laudable, but still; not liking Hodge, he is incapable of grasping what Hodgeness means, and what subtle plays of feeling can be discerned on Hodge's countenance. Serious cat people, like first-rate art critics, are chivvied by passion into perspicacity. Believing is seeing.
And who are cat people? Can they be recognized on the street, or cradled securely in one's arms? In the film Cat People, made in 1942 and again forty years later, the heroine—played first by Simone Simon, then by Nastassja Kinski—was physically transformed from woman into cat. The prospect of Nastassja Kinski appearing through one's catflap and mewing for cream sounds more of a privilege than a hardship, but it came with a twist; after sex, she turned into a panther. Again, not an insuperable problem, except that, come breakfast time, panthers need more than Friskies. In regular tests, for example, Kinski showed a preference for tender morsels of man. There are worse ways to go.
Such hybridization is rare, but, as with Miss Ross and Mr. Kendell, extreme legend speaks to a downbeat desire. Poets realize this, adept as they are at padding back and forth between warmed homeliness and a more adventurous truth. I was once informed, in my salad days, that no woman should go to bed with a man who doesn't like cats—a maxim that I have pondered ever since, mostly at night, and one that poets, past and present, do nothing to discredit. Baudelaire, the high priest of the Kinskite tendency, is so eager to entwine the feline and the female that at moments, to be honest, he can't see the cat for the sex. Even if you have no French, feel the rub of this: "Et que ma main s'enivre du plaisir / De palper ton corps électrique …" If I were a suburban, middle-aged tabby of fixed abode (and I am), those lines would leave me with the squirming, bashful conviction that, somewhere along the line, between kittenhood and fireside, I missed out.
Things cool down a touch in the poems reprinted here. Robert Pinsky, in "Door," addresses his cat as "darling" and hails her as "fellow-mortal," which is an unarguable fact, though she might not wish to be reminded of it. One of the more declarative poems is "Propinquity," by Alastair Reid, who writes, "Cats fall on their feet" (another cliché pounced on and revived), and then, more provocative still, "Part of us is cat." But which part? The nerve ends, the back of the ears, the throat? Orson Welles, who could count himself fortunate not to have been tranquilized, snared, and borne off to Six Flags Wild Safari, thought that the crossover was all to do with the universal dread of lost face. In his words, "If spiritually you're part of the cat family, you can't bear to be laughed at. You have to pretend when you fall down that you really wanted to be down there just to see what's under the sofa." That is beautifully noticed, and, if you follow it through, you come to the place where cats and people, despite the chasm between their genetic strands, do indeed knot and knit together: a shared, super-tangled string ball of pride, shame, avarice, lust, and less deadly stirrings—the mature decision to do nothing, or the sudden urge to go nuts.
Maybe that is the cause, in the end, of the cat-free New Yorker offices. We presume that we could always hire a mousing assistant along the lines of the one who squats, placidly curled, at the center of Velázquez's The Weavers, a still point amid the panoply of yarn-spinning and mythological reference. She—and it has to be a she, no question—is both a complement to the array of womenfolk and a mild, amused rebuke to their busy toils. But we would probably inherit no such thing. We would be far more likely to get one of the humongous crossbreeds that spring up, from time to time, to grace the covers of the magazine: the Steinberg Sphinx, say, of 1996, whose air of enigma is so radioactively strong that innocent employees in the surrounding area, freaked out beyond repair, would resign before the close of the first day. As for the Ronald Searle cat, from the winter of 1988, who squats, perfectly content, with googly eyes, licking a multicolored ice cream in a blizzard: Help. However you approach him—and it has to be a him, no question—you will reel away in bafflement, inspecting your own sanity for damage. Why ice cream? How can he be hot? Could the scoops be made from flavored snow? And what about those tiny triangles of teeth, showing through his indecipherable smile: would he be offended if we called them canines? Like I say: Help.
Perhaps we need to rethink the assumption, deep-rooted but far from well grounded, that writers and cats are a good mix. Sure, Mark Twain had cats, such as Sour Mash and Blatherskite, and, up at the more louche and loping end of American literature, in the life and work of Poe, Kerouac, William Burroughs, Charles Bukowski, Edward Gorey, and Stephen King, you are never that far from the patter of ominous paws; whether a cat that has been reared on a diet of neat Burroughs would find a niche at The New Yorker, however, is open to debate. We aim at the scrutable, the translucent, the undrugged, and the verified; whether we even get close is not for us to say, but such aspirations find no echo in the bosom of the cat. The cat sneers at clarity and career plans, and even its major stratagems can be dropped upon a whim; my earliest cat, an Ulster Protestant of uncertain parentage and violent sectarian opinions, would cheerfully wait nine hours in the airing cupboard in the hope that my sister would pass by, on the way to her evening bath, with bare—ergo attackable—toes, yet even that grim design could be shelved if the smell of smoked cheese, say, were brought into the equation.
How could such a beast hold court, let alone sway, in the civilized halls of The New Yorker? We tend to think ahead, sometimes to issues many months away; a cat, conversely, will identify the one sheet of paper that needs to be corrected and dispatched in the next twenty minutes and park his ass on it, no more shiftable than a Buddha. To put the matter at its bleakest: you cannot fact-check a cat. Many people have tried, some of them fluent in Persian or Burmese, but all have fallen short. In contrast to the magazine, and to this capacious book, cats are unreadable, and happy to remain so. Unlike writers, and related pests, they cannot be controlled. Others abide our question; they are free. All we can do is call them from the back porch, listen for their mkgnao, or, alternatively, their mrkgnao, and offer our services gratis, just for the hell of it, and the mystery, and the fun. Who knows? It could be that our cats, no less cherished and misunderstood than life itself, may wind up as our best epitaph. As Weldon Kees, who is represented twice within these pages, wrote in "The Cats," a wondrous, late-period poem that somehow slipped the embrace of The New Yorker, leaped down, and stole away:
The cars go by in a bluish light.
At six o'clock the cats run out
When we come home from work
To greet us, crying, dancing,
After the long day.


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Yale in NY offers piano music for four and six hands
Featuring pianists Boris Berman, Claude Frank, Elizabeth Parisot, Wei-Yi Yang
The Yale School of Music presents "One and Two Pianos, Four and Six Hands," a fascinating program of music by Mozart, Schnittke, and Stravinsky, on Wednesday, February 4 at 8 pm in Morse Recital Hall in Sprague Memorial Hall. Eminent pianists from the School of Music include Boris Berman, Claude Frank, Elizabeth Parisot, Ilya Poletaev, Wei-Yi-Yang, and Dean Robert Blocker. Alumna Pei-Yao Wang and student Reinis Zarins will also perform. In reviews of recent Yale in New York performances, the New York Times praised Berman's "fluency" and Yang's "virtuosity."
The first half of the program highlights works of Mozart, opening with the overture to The Marriage of Figaro arranged for piano six hands. This unusual transcription was created by the renowned piano pedagogue and composer Carl Czerny, who was born in 1791, the year of Mozart's death. This is followed by Mozart's Andante with Five Variations for Piano Duet in G major, K. 501, for piano four hands, and the Sonata for Two Pianos in D major, K. 448.
The evening's second half opens with another novelty for six hands: the seldom-performed Homage to Stravinsky, Prokofiev, and Shostakovich by Alfred Schnittke. The evening ends with a masterpiece, Stravinsky's The Rite of Spring in the composer's own transcription for piano four hands. Months before the groundbreaking Rite premiered in Paris in 1913, Stravinsky himself played this four-hand version with none other than Claude Debussy, who later remarked that the piece haunted him like "a beautiful nightmare."


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How much can you say in 140 characters? Not much, you might think, but this small chunk of language is increasingly rife in the digital age.
That opening paragraph, in case you were wondering, was 140 characters exactly. But for those wanting to squeeze more into ever shrinking units of communication, the easiest way is to use abbreviations or, as the Oxford English Dictionary has dubbed them, initialisms. This is part of a move to include common textspeak abbreviations such as OMG, LOL and FYI into their updated online edition, as well as adding a whole raft of slang terms from Wag to muffin top.
We may all be familiar with these initialisms and a host of others, but it would probably surprise most of us to learn that in fact the first use of OMG was in a personal letter dating from 1917, while FYI originates from the language of memoranda in 1941. The desire to fit more into less is nothing new, it would appear. When it comes to the English language, is less really more?
England manager Fabio Capello certainly thinks so; he commented to reporters that he needs a vocabulary of a mere 100 words in order to talk tactics with his players. While he probably did not mean this figure to be taken literally, it is worth asking just how many words we use on a daily basis and if the demands of our increasingly digital and fast-paced lives make much of our language's rich vocabulary defunct.
No such worries dogged the writers of the past, with literary figures such as Chaucer and Shakespeare even throwing words of their own creation into the mix. According to the Oxford English Dictionary, the Bard introduced over 1,500 words to the English language, while Chaucer clocked up a whopping 2,027. Charles Dickens, meanwhile, can boast more than 200 words to his name and the Daily Telegraph has made 250 additions, including the first use of the now infamous alcopop back in 1997.
The decision to add initialisms to the Oxford English Dictionary may be controversial and will prompt the harbingers of doom to bemoan the deterioration of the English language, but perhaps we should be celebrating the continued growth of our vocabulary. While the pervasion of textspeak into more of our language might not be the most encouraging development, the continual expansion of the English language is a vital sign of life; our vocabulary has not been denigrated to Capello's 100 word range just yet.
As for the growing fashion to shrink language into easily digestible chunks, this can be seen as a new challenge to the flexibility and inventiveness of our vocabulary. While many tweets are filled with barely comprehensible abbreviations, some have embraced the possibilities of Twitter to play with language in fresh, exciting ways. One such experimentation with words is the growth of Twitter fiction, with users attempting to write stories in no more than 140 characters.
Some fear that textspeak will begin to take over written language, while in his recent book The Language Wars, Henry Hitchings speculated that the apostrophe is on the way out, but the plain fact is that there is no way of knowing what is next for the English language. What is clear, however, is that it will not be going down without a fight.


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Our supporter and dear friend, Nicky Jevon has kindly shared with us her experiences and words of encouragement. Thank you Nicky for always being there for us and the dogs.
"Some weeks ago I had a dream. Well, more of a vision. In it I was helping a lady attempt to untie little white puppy-farmed dogs. It was very complicated as they were tied with heavily braided/woven strong leather strands. We had to find special tools to set them free. We worked frantically, realising the utter urgency of this situation. We did not cease in our endeavours.
These puppies and dogs were Bichons and when I realised this I thought one of them was one of my cherished canine friends. Almost screaming his name, I was desperate to get to him and untie him. The emotion was overwhelming. When I reached him, I turned him over. It was not Koru. It was a dead lamb with eyes wide open that had seen, smelt and experienced fear and pain, his soul departed.
The phrase 'lambs to the slaughter' was embedded in my head. A strong, almost unbearable, dream/vision – yes. Highly symbolic – yes, of the machinations, deceptions, scandalous lies and sheer cruelty perpetuated by these so-called breeders, their accomplices and traffickers.
'Lambs to the slaughter' is not too strong a description. This is indeed the fate that so many factory farmed dogs face. It feels like many might almost be bred just to be slaughtered. Others may face a lifetime of disabilities, physical, emotional or mental. Those with a stronger constitution and admirable spirit will fare well, giving their new guardians joy that is difficult to describe.
Since writing this Tiaki, one of my beloved Bichons, passed over. He was our first ex-puppy farm friend who made the sun shine everyday. His light continues to shine brightly, though in a different way. His name will live long. Thousands from his background will never have had a name.
Come mid-February a new and great presence will join us, as in Year of the Dog – more on this soon. Let us hope that this brave, new energy will bring about desperately needed changes in the way many view dogs and puppies, and of course untold other animal friends. We need to wake up. Dreams are one thing – indeed dreams and visions can be triggers that lead to great happenings. Let us hope that this year we can follow up so many people's dream of ending the battery farming of dogs NOW.
Heartfelt thanks and deep gratitude to all who are working so hard to raise awareness and make this happen, Nicky X"
In 2015, Nicky shared with us 'In Less Than a Minute – A Love Story' and 'Where Are You? – Another Love Story'.


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This one might be the most popular Lord of the Rings fan theories in recent memory, partly because of how neatly it fills in what some consider the series' biggest plot hole. Any Tolkienite has heard of the offending inconsistency before: "Why didn't Gandalf just ask his eagle friends to fly everyone over to Mount Doom and get rid of the ring that way?" Well, according to Reddit user and righteous band name VulcanDeathGrip, using the eagles was exactly what Gandalf was planning on doing. He just got sidetracked.
As the story goes, Gandalf was struck with the idea after the eagles first rescued him from the tratiorous Saruman during the events of The Fellowship of the Ring. As he soared through the air on these majestic creatures, he was no doubt thinking something like "Man, these guys really got me out of a pickle. Maybe they'd do me another favor with this ring situation..." The speculatory scenario continues as Gandalf lets his feathered friends in on his hot new plan to defeat the ultimate evil. The eagles agree to particpate, but when Gandalf meets back up and forms the Fellowship, he doesn't tell anyone about the plot. Secrecy is key here -- if word somehow reached a notorious gossipy blabbermouth (we're looking at YOU, Boromir), everything would be ruined.
The plan involved getting everyone on the other side of the Misty Mountains, then heading up North to rendezvous with the eagles. It seemed simple enough, but climbing up and over the mountains was rendered impossible thanks to the wargs that were in pursuit. So the crew had to turn South, out of their way, to brave the Mines of Moria. And we all know how that turned out.
Getting confronted by Balrog of Morgoth on a precipice in a cave has got to be one of the Top Five Stickiest Jams, right up there with accidentally supergluing a hand to your face, accidentally supergluing your hand to your dick, and raspberry marmalade. And still, champ that he is, Gandalf took on the beast. That Balrog certainly did not pass, but it managed to take Gandalf with him. Exasperated and on the verge of falling to his death, Gandalf tries to communicate his plan to use the eagles in three words:
What seems like sort of a weird old man way to say "Get the fuck out of Dodge, you assholes" is really just "Use the eagles to fly to Mordor, you assholes." Of course, Gandalf comes back to life with a dye job and a shiny bleached robe, but at that point he'd lost a lot of his memory. Gandalf the White doesn't even know his own name until Aragorn reminds him. Dude probably couldn't even unlock his phone, much less recall a plot to save the world.
Since this theory gained traction, a lot of Tolkien fans have come out against it, supplying numerous reasons that it would never work. Maybe the biggest and simplest piece of evidence against the eagles theory is the eagles themselves; they're kind of huge dicks. They're pretty convinced that they're above everyone, and they don't give a shit about puny humans or any other fleshy bipeds. The eagles only intervene in Return of the King because they see that Sauron means business, and they also owe Gandalf a solid from back in the day. At the beginning of the adventure, the eagles see no reason to help out, and they're perfectly content to hang back and watch the lowly mortal plebes fuck around with the ringwraiths for a year.
Really, we should be thanking the eagles. If they weren't such pricks, the Lord of the Rings would be a forgotten short story.
As you probably remember, Gollum wasn't always Gollum. For a time he was Smeagol, a Hobbit quickly corrupted by the power of the One Ring. It was his "precious" that afforded him an extraordinarily long life, and warped him into the scrappy half-naked mangoblin that becomes the bane of Frodo and Sam. Though he's been Gollum far longer than he was Smeagol, at times there seems to be a war of identities going on within the sad creature. We assume that the centuries he's spent under the ring's influence has created this rift within the character, but that might not be the case at all.
One intriguing fan theory claims that Gollum is actually a personality inside the ring, an entity that can possess anyone. The identity isn't unique to Smeagol, meaning that if someone like Aragorn held it long enough, he'd turn into a pasty diaper-wearing wretch just the same as you would.
Think about those we know who have held the ring for an extended period of time. Right off the bat, there's Bilbo Baggins. He seemed relatively chill about the ring and managed to hold onto it for years without going nanners, but we definitely saw some cracks forming in his psyche when Gandalf came to town. Bilbo was less than thrilled about having his "precious" taken away.
That, right there -- Bilbo unconsciously "gollum'd." That's the "Gollum personality" breaking through, its infection spreading within Bilbo. The possession gets a bit more overt later on during a conversation with Frodo, at which point Bilbo's face makes a hellish transformation.
Looks a lot like Gollum, doesn't it? Bilbo doesn't just call the ring his "precious" just because he heard Gollum say that -- that's actually Gollum talking through Bilbo. For more proof, we have to look no further than Isildur.
Remember this guy? Isildur is the one who lopped Sauron's fingers off and took the ring. Isildur is also the same shitbrick who, given the chance, didn't toss the ring into the fires of Mount Doom. Instead, he wore it around his neck, which is more or less the Middle-earth equivalent of treating a nuclear warhead like a piece of bling. The corrosive power eventually killed Isildur, but not before he wrote about the ring in a series of creepy journals. Gandalf discovered these writings, and found one particularly disturbing passage.
Could it really be a coincidence that a dude who lived thousands of years before Smeagol would used the same word to describe the One Ring? Probably not. It seems a lot more likely that Gollum is a personality inside the ring that infects its host and possesses them to protect the ring and do Sauron's bidding. If Isildur's hubris hadn't ended him, it may well have been his wispy form that Bilbo came across on his initial adventure in The Hobbit.
Now, the name "Gollum" is merely the name given to Smeagol after his neighors kept seeing him hacking up a lung every day, so it's probably not the actual title of the deity inside the ring. But the name "Gollum" has significance, in that it's pretty close to "golem," the mythological creature which is made of inanimate materials, but given life from an outside force.
It's a compelling theory not because it dramatically changes the story, but because it gives you a new perspective on what the ringbearers must have been going through. That, and it's fun imagining a crazed Viggo Mortensen wearing a diaper.


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1. Re: Tableau Data Engine LimitationsTabLearner TabLearner Jul 19, 2016 1:01 PM (in response to Diogo Braga)1 of 1 people found this helpful
Hi Diogo,
The big difference in terms of table structure between one-to-one and one-to-many is that in one-to-one it is possible (but not necessary) to have a bidirectional relationship, meaning table A can have a foreign key into table B, and table B can have a foreign key into the associated record in table A. This is not possible with a one-to-many relationship.
One-to-one relationships associate one record in one table with a single record in the other table. One-to-many relationships associate one record in one table with many records in the other table.
Hope it helps!!!!
2. Re: Tableau Data Engine LimitationsDiogo Braga Jul 19, 2016 1:05 PM (in response to Diogo Braga)
It makes sense. Does the data engine performs better one way over the other??
3. Re: Tableau Data Engine LimitationsDmitry Chirkov Jul 19, 2016 11:14 PM (in response to Diogo Braga)1 of 1 people found this helpful
Go with second option.
TDE is a columnar engine and will handle that form better and will take less space doing it.
Plus, it actually fits better into Tableau's data model. In order to build a viz from a first option you'd have to pivot data first, no?
4. Re: Tableau Data Engine LimitationsSwetha S Jul 19, 2016 11:38 PM (in response to Dmitry Chirkov)
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5. Re: Tableau Data Engine LimitationsDmitry Chirkov Jul 22, 2016 3:08 PM (in response to Swetha S)
Diogo, I really gotta ask - how is this above "helpful"? It's out of context (of this thread) and does not provide enough information to make it actionable...
6. Re: Tableau Data Engine LimitationsDiogo Braga Jul 22, 2016 4:34 PM (in response to Dmitry Chirkov)
I usually 'like' and mark things as 'helpful' in my threads out of habit. You have a point, that comment wasn't helpful at all. Thanks for bringing it to my attention. I will be more mindful of what I 'like' and mark as 'helpful' around here from now on.


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FINISHED an article with an October 1 deadline that was a dickens to write. I can (temporarily before I plunge into another assignment) see the surface of my desk!
While I was working I guzzled enough heavy-caf stuff, I needed something a little lighter to celebrate the "done" feeling. This selection from the illustrious K S was just perfect. The fruit flavor is round and sweet, not thin and tart as in many fruited green teas. Not a bit of tartness.
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Imtech wins order for first large-scale network for electric transport
Royal Imtech N.V. (IM-AE, technical services provider in and outside Europe) announces that it will be installing a high-tech network of intelligent charging points at the home addresses of owners of the new Toyota Prius Plug-in Hybrid and at all Toyota dealers in the Netherlands. Between 1,300 and 2,500 charging points are expected to be installed at the homes of owners in 2012, and 117 double charging points at Toyota dealers. The network is part of Toyota's charging service, which is included in the sale price of a new hybrid car, and is the first large-scale network for electric vehicles in the Netherlands.
René van der Bruggen, CEO Imtech: 'Various initiatives are set to take off soon in the European market for intelligent networks. One of these is the installation of manufacturer-specific networks for drivers and for dealers. In this way car manufacturers can substantially increase their service to drivers, and a major hurdle to buying electric or hybrid cars will be removed. Imtech has special roll-out teams that are able to implement this kind of large-scale network quickly, in a client-friendly manner and to high quality standards. This job will be a first-class example to other car manufacturers.'
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The roll-out has been commissioned by The New Motion, developer and supplier of charging products for electric cars, and partner of Toyota importer Louwman & Parqui in the roll-out of charging infrastructure in the Netherlands. Imtech's technical specialists will be placing the charging points on drivers' property or, after obtaining permission from the municipality concerned and/or the owner, on public property. The charger minutely registers when and for how long the car battery is being charged, which makes it very easy for the driver to keep track of these details, so they can, for example, submit them to an employer or the taxman.
Growth in number of charging points
Imtech and The New Motion foresee rapid growth in the number of charging points. It will be of key importance that coordination and data registration processes are properly set up. In this way charging points could become commodities. Imtech is using its own job-specific management system to facilitate this.
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Native English / American English speakers or specialists, are these two phrases correct:
I told myself I won't miss you.
Wish I never would've said it's over.
They are taken from an American English source.
I would say instead:
I told myself I wouldn't miss you.
I wish I never would've said it was over.
I never got into seriously studying English grammar (if there is such a thing), but since I started with French, I always assumed that the tenses should match each other (i.e. if I say "I wish I wouldn't have said…," the complement (or whatever it's called) would be in the same tense – "…it was over."
Am I wrong or are they both correct?


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We are thrilled to have a new foster baby in the house (we're not allowed to post pictures, sorry). I spent Saturday night at the hospital and brought home a newborn Sunday afternoon. He's sweet and easy and we all adore him already. The kids are constantly kissing him, and I have to confess I'm right there with them.
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