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On September 7-8, 2019, the Gulf Coast Championship series will return to HUBCON in Hattiesburg, MS, on September 7-8, 2019, with the much anticipated return of the Average Joe Tournament.
Tournament Rules and Format
- Table size will be 4x6.
Each round will be 3 hours plus 1d6 of random time. When time is called, players will finish the phase.
Round 1 will start at 9 AM on Sep 7 or shortly thereafter
V3 rules and current FAQ from BHGS website will be used.
1 list, 800 points.
Any list from the list below is allowed but only the "Average Joes" may participate, i.e., no Superior, Elite or Poor troops are allowed.
- Later Sumerian or Akkadian
Later Minoan or Early Mycenaean
Later Hebrew
Urartian before 750 BC only
Kimmerian, Skythian or Saka
Etruscan League, Early Roman or Latin
Classical Greek
Early Carthaginian
Classical Indian
Later Achaemenid Persian
Warring States to Western Han Chinese from 209 BC only
Bosporan from 108 BC
Early to Middle Republican Roman
Later Pre-Islamic Bedouin
Attalid Pergamene
Ancient Spanish
Numidians or Moorish
Later Jewish
Early German
Later Republican Roman
Ancient British or Caledonian
- Principate Roman
Eastern Han Chinese
Later German (Western)
Later German (Eastern)
Kofun-Nara Japanese Pre-400 Only
Hunnic (Non-Hepthalite Hun options only)
Post-Roman British
Foederate Roman
Later Hindu Indian (Non Sinhalese options only)
Early Byzantine
Merovingian Frankish
Western Wei to Early Tang Chinese
Christian Nubian after 800n AD
Thematic byzantine
Early Spanish
Khmer or Champa
Khurasanian Dynasties
Later Abbasid, Tulunid, Ikhshidid
Bedouin Dynasties
Dailami Dynasties
Nikeforian Byzantine
Seljuk Turk
- Early Hungarian
Taifa Andalusian
Medieval Spanish & Portuguese
Medieval French
Medieval German
Scots Isles & Highlanders
Medieval Scots
Komnenan Byzantine (No Varangians allowed)
Anglo-Norman & Early Plantagenet English
Medieval Welsh
Medieval Burmese
Ghurid Afghan
Medieval Irish
Ayyubid Egyptian
Moslem Indian Sultanates
Medieval Indonesian or Malay
Middle Plantagenet English
Ottoman Turks before 1362 only
Later Serbian from 1345 only
Later Poles before 1455 only
Later Low Countries
Medieval Scandinavian
Catalan Company
Condotta Italian
Later Plantagenet English (Continental)
Ming Chinese
Timurid, Black Sheep or White Sheep Turcoman
Medieval Scots (in France)
Santa Hermanidad Neuve Castilian
- Highest ranking general allowed is an FC. (No Inspired Commanders allowed).
Christopher Anders will referee. Lists are due to email@example.com no later than August 31, 2019. Late lists give your opponent choice of terrain before initiative is rolled.
Tim Broome has indicated a price break for the weekend for FOG Tournament players.
Prizes will be offered for top 3 finishers.
Tournament and convention will be held in the Forrest County Multi-Purpose Center Annex, 962 Sullivan Dr, Hattiesburg, MS 39401.


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Robotics has advanced in so many ways today. No longer are they just machines that you can control. There are now playful robot companions that are not only intelligent but also has a personality. One such example is the playful Cozmo robot from Anki.
Anki's Cozmo is not just your typical robot that moves. Nope, the makers have called it the robot with personality. That is because Cozmo is a robot with a supercomputer for a brain. But more than that, what makes Cozmo special is that it is a robot with personality. It laughs, gets moody, frustrated, and can display a whole lot of other emotions that makes it act more like a friend rather than simply a robot. It comes with artificial intelligence technology that allows it to learn as it goes. It is not content with what it already knows and can do.
Cozmo can actually explore, discover, and learn. It can even devise plans to allow it to win at games with you. Its display screen for a face can also be quite expressive based on the emotions it wants to convey. It can even get cranky when users do not give it some attention. It can also learn how its owner's personality and develops emotional expression based on what it learns from its owner. And with that, Cozmo is, in no way, just a toy, even though you can play with it. If you are interested of having Cozmo as a friend, it is currently available for pre-order at Amazon for $180. Before you do get one, you need to know that Cozmo requires an Android or iPhone along with a free downloadable app. The new batch of robots will be available by the last week of this month.
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If Oliver were to make a daily to-do list, one that covered all the most important aspects of his day, it would look something like this.
1) Watch as many episodes of Daniel Tiger as I can get away with
2) Poop
3) Play with mommy's I-Phone
4) Hide mommy's I-Phone to maximize play time later
5) Eat suckers, two at a time
6) Move all the toys in my bedroom to the living room floor
7) Do dishes, inadvertently wash kitchen floor
8) Poop #2
9) Eat popsicles, mine and daddy's
10) Play baseball
11) Drink milk from special milk cup
12) Decide which cup is the "special milk cup" after mommy makes milk in wrong cup
13) Pee on carpet after daddy removes diaper for bath time
14) Take shoes off repeatedly throughout day, bonus if it's while in the car
15) Make mommy sing Wheels on the Bus for minimum of one hour
When I make Oliver a to-do list, it looks a little more like this:
Because if there is one way to feel like you've accomplished a lot, it's to make a to-do list of things you have already done. Yup, that's parenting at its finest. And if Oliver helps and cooperates with new baby care as well as he cooperated when making this video it will only take about three hours to change a single diaper. That's the magic of editing—not to mention a husband willing to play personal assistant (read wrangler) to one demanding toddler actor!


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The wise ones of old had subtle wisdom
And depth of understanding,
So profound that they could not be understood.
Because they could not be understood,
I can only describe how they appeared in the world:
Cautious, like crossing a wintry stream,
Irresolute, like one fearing danger all around,
Ceremonious, as one who pays a visit;
Yielding, like ice beginning to melt,
Genuine, like a piece of uncarved wood,
Open-minded, like a valley,
And mixing freely, like murky water.
– Lao-Tzu
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a story by Ujwal Rajaputhra
pictures by Brandon Yung
Slice of Life
Ma told me Mr. Tadan had returned to Yorkfield.
I was confused. It had been just short of a year since Dad sent me down to live here, so there wasn't any way I could know a man as leathery and ancient as 'Mr. Tadan.'
"Don't bother him, Sutter." Ma pulled a thick slice of rhubarb from the oven.
I inhaled the aroma from the windowsill. "I wasn't going to. He looks like he could die any second."
"The old timer's been through a lot. He's taken a vow of silence."
"How old is he, exactly?"
"Eat your pie."
I let the slice's berry warmth lull me to sleep. The next day, Ma sent me to get some milk because we'd run out. Spring light melted Mr. Tadan's yellow and purple flowers into buttery smears against his skyblue house. I skipped toward his rotting door and knocked. A papery face answered.
"I'm Sutter. From that house." I pointed to our vomit-green one-story by the canal.
Mr. Tadan scowled.
"Could you lend us some milk, by any chance? We're out and short on money."
No response.
He scowled again, more deeply this time, and shut the door. The whipped air felt like a slap in my face. I ran back and told mom, but she shooed me off and sent me out again to retrieve the milk I'd set out for. I tried Mr. Parson's. He was a retired mason and was laying sod on his lawn for an early storm. My request was met with a snarl, a wad of dipped tobacco, and brutish scoffing. After he'd completed his display of dominance, however, Mr. Parson returned from his house with a cool carton. Ma used some lingo for men like him: Outside, flimsy tin; Inside, summer gumbo.
She used the milk to bake a Chocolate Chess. I ate that, too – with a side of fried drumsticks and lumpy mashed potatoes. I looked out the pane as I ate. The sun had already retired alongside the other hermits of our community, but Mr. Tadan was strolling outside. When I asked Ma about him she said not to pry – that it was complicated. I took a final swig from the carton.
I was going to find out.
The annual Yorkfield parade wasn't much of an experience. There were about fifty or something participants, two rusty tractors, and a school of various farm animals. Ma made candied nuts for the marching farmers. They filled the stale air with the heavy musk of honey molasses. Our neighbors pitched in, too: the Parsons tossed tobacco pits; Old Lady Margery fashioned a proud basket of sweltering chocolates; and Maria the Hispanic Attorney sung Mexican classics. Mr. Tadan, though, was nowhere to be seen. I chewed raisins on my drenched lawn and waited for the old man to scrabble out his den. Absence at the parade was almost taboo in Yorkfield. Ma said it was meant to commemorate the sickness that'd laid waste a decade ago, and the doctor that'd saved the lives of Yorkfield's citizens – including hers. Not offering anything was spitting on the dead. Not showing up was another level of evil.
Mr. Tadan never made an appearance.
After the parade had concluded in a cloud of grey confetti, Ma told me to go and play outside if I wasn't going to study, so I went for a run down the asphalt stretch. I spotted a familiar shadow by the damp crux where our dry town met the lush Frogtown Woods. Ma always warned me to steer clear of those woods – some droplet of Salem superstition that had trickled down the generations. It was Mr. Tadan, I was sure of it. His sickly frame shivered as he gazed into the dense herbage. My watch beeped a minute into my observation. He didn't turn. Or flinch. I grasped the opportunity, dashing back home on the tips of my toes.
Ma made a hardy gumbo for supper and a slice of Shepard's for dessert. The pie was crude, but it washed down well with a shot of milk. We'd run out again. She reminded me to pick up more before I went to bed.
I forgot the milk.
It turned out that the following day was occupied by interests other than the hunt for dairy. Like spying. I'd noticed that Mr. Tadan watered his flowers purples first, yellows second, and then purples again. Fredon the Mailman made a stop at the old man's house. His burly arms struggled to remove an immense, cardboard box from the back of his cornflower van. It took five minutes and a trolley to wheel the package to Mr. Tadan's door. The old man answered patiently, shrouded in beige overalls. The two then disappeared inside the house. I had almost finished my roasted cashews by the time the mailman returned and continued on his route. It was also only at that moment that I began to notice the wealth of Mr. Tadan's home; the door and paint were in bitter condition, but inside I could make out a brilliant chandelier dangling with chains of crystals, and glowing chocolate furniture.
The old man watered his flowers one more time before departing for Frogtown Woods. He'd always return late at night, drenched in a fresh coat of sweat and limping from the plight of his journey. While washing the dishes for supper that evening, I asked Ma what about the woods could interest anyone. She was furious.
"Did you go into woods, Sutter?"
"No, Ma."
Her veiny arm lashed a towel at my face. Bits of grime flew into my eyes.
"You need to listen, Sutter!"
"Mr. Tadan goes in, though, no problem."
She paused. "That's different."
"Why? What's in there?"
"He just wants to live his last days in silence. He doesn't need your teenage prying."
A sickly taste furled in the back of my throat, and I prepared to yell. But then I saw that Ma was on the verge of tears.
"You need to listen, Sutter…"
Supper was quiet that night. I looked out the pane as I ate again, wolfing gobs of apple pie without any milk. Mr. Tadan left his home with a plaid shirt and a simple, collared jacket – right on schedule. I waited until Ma began to snore on the mat across from me. Then, I tiptoed out the door. His back had almost bled into the darkness completely when I got outside. I scampered around the dwarfed Elms that pricked the edges of the asphalt stretch. At the worst, he'd think I was a fox or coyote. The Parsons shot a timberwolf around here only last Friday.
Mr. Tadan stopped at the edge of the cul-de-sac. My heart hammered as he drilled his sight around the woods, barely missing me as I stalked his unsettling back. The old man began his advance fifteen-or-so minutes later. I soon found that the forest floor was littered with heaps of ungulate dung and vicious burrs. Mr. Tadan was awfully focused despite this; there were moments I'd split a lone branch or rustle a pile of leaves, but the old man wouldn't falter, confident in his brisk pace. We reached the edge of the Elm horde by a late hour. Frogtown Woods ended at a crisp cusp, which was a surprise to me; Ma always said there was lavish vegetation sprawled out for miles, and danger I shouldn't dare to unveil. But there was only grass – a broad expanse of it. It also seemed that the horizon was studded with an array of mysterious, clean-cut stones. Mr. Tadan didn't slow down as he approached them. Soon, the cobble studs grew large and the old man's strides shrunk. By the time I had solved the mystery of the situation he'd fallen to his knees. The gravestone in front of the crippled man was engraved:
Clarence Joseph Tadan, beloved son and father. (1948-1981).
Beside the stone were three more of the same clutch: one of a mother and wife named Matilda; a son and brother, James; a daughter and sister, Jesse. A bald, stocky man clad in a graveyard jumpsuit and shovel approached Mr. Tadan. The old man rose, his bloody eyes glossed under moonlight. The cemetery worker looked sad, too. Mr. Tadan hugged him, and he hugged back. There was an odd sensation of normalcy carried by the nighttime breeze; this was a routine to both of them – but I also knew then that their tears weren't lying. I doubled-over a wrench in my gut. It was late, and I had to get back; Ma woke up early on Sundays to freshen up for mass. Before I took off, I chose to ignore that a pair of pained, scarlet eyes caught me in their sight.
Ma was still asleep when I crawled back into my covers. I hoped she wouldn't wake up soon, and left the table empty of my breakfast plate.
I wasn't that hungry for a change.
Mass seemed more abstract that Sunday. Hymns weren't as lyrical, caught in the roar of the fierce summer winds. Pastor Nick had chalky circles under his eyes. I overhead Mrs. Parson speaking with Maria the Hispanic Attorney: some scandal with the pastor; an 11-year-old soprano for the Millville Youth Church Choir; Boston Globe and the Archdiocese. Ma didn't badger me about the milk I'd yet to retrieve. I told her I wasn't very moody for pie at the moment. She stared at me, wide-eyed.
"Since when?"
I shrugged.
"We don't need milk right now, anyway."
It was my turn to stare in confusion. We sat together on the windowsill. She smiled without direction, gazing at the sundipped squalor that was our neighborhood. On our porch stood a cardboard box almost as tall as our door. I went outside and noticed that there was one on every porch. Maria the Hispanic Attorney danced around hers, her saucy figure bouncing in time with an oil-slick doo. Mr. Parson was sipping a carton with a foreign smile on his tanned face. I paused, sunken in the sands of utter disbelief, before sense dragged me out; my fingers peeled the first cardboard flap and revealed a looming, eggwhite refrigerator. Within it rested three racks of Whole Milk cartons and a half-dozen glass bottles. Ma called behind me. There was a tenderness in her voice I barely recognized.
"Help bring it in, Sutter! We're eating pie for supper."
I grabbed a carton, and stared through the windows of the house that was becoming more mysterious by the day. Mr. Tadan wasn't watering his flowers. Inside, he stood in front of a bronzed mirror. I could barely make out a stethoscope around his nape and an alabaster coast slung over his sloped shoulders – like he was sulking in the ritzy reflection of the past; the man who could save everyone but his own.
"Yeah, Ma." I put the carton down. "Coming."
Ujwal is a writer, artist, and rising senior from Montgomery, NJ. He has written more poetry than fiction — despite preferring the latter — and isn't sure why. His ambiguity of identity is usually drowned under the tides of poor music taste and stormy midnight movie marathons. One day, Elon Musk will shuttle him to Mars, and Ujwal will gaze at the Earth wondering why he ever worried.


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Although Sainey Touray assisted on Cristhian Hernandez's first-half finish -- he upped his point total to a career-high 28 -- he didn't have much to celebrate as Charlotte rallied for a 2-1 victory over the Harrisburg City Islanders.
(Paul Chaplin, PennLive.com)
Now what?
After watching the puzzling Harrisburg City Islanders turn an early advantage into a 2-1 loss to the Charlotte Eagles Wednesday night at Skyline Sports Complex, that's the mighty large question hovering over the USL PRO team with two games to go.
While Bill Becher's club locked up a playoff berth last weekend with their 2-2 draw at Los Angeles, all of the City Islanders were fully aware that only teams desperate to reach postseason play remained on the regular-season schedule.
Tampa Bay.
Not one of those teams was plugged into the playoff puzzle when Wednesday night began and not one is in yet. Maybe a bit closer, but not in.
What's even more baffling is the City Islanders had plenty to play for when the opening whistle sounded — and still do — yet couldn't sustain their terrific start once Cristhian Hernandez's finish popped the hosts in front 1-0.
Just six minutes had ticked off the scoreboard clock.
Charlotte did not back down once it fell behind, opting instead to plug away and generate ways to equalize (Christian Ramirez in the 27th minute) and push in front (Jorge Herrera in the 38th). The City Islanders never recovered.
Oh, they tried.
Tried desperately, in fact, after stewing in their locker room for nearly an hour as lightning lit up the skies over Skyline. Even watched hopefully as Matt Bahner hit the post in stoppage time only to see the ball carom back in play.
"That's what we talked about, that it was a little too late," Becher lamented. "We've got to have that sense of urgency from the beginning."
While Hernandez's finish from the top of the penalty area capped a steady build-up and gave the City Islanders a 1-0 edge, they uncorked just one more decent look at Charlotte keeper Eric Reed (2 saves) the rest of the half.
Meanwhile, Charlotte kept pecking away.
The Eagles pulled even when Nick Courtney's unchallenged service from the right flank soared over the goal mouth and found Ramirez for an easy volley. Then, some 11 minutes later, the go-ahead score came following a City Islanders turnover.
Once Drew Yates gained possession, he slipped a through ball into space that put Ramirez behind the defense and in on goalkeeper Nick Noble with numbers. Noble sped off his line and attempted to intercept Ramirez, but the Charlotte striker side-stepped him and slipped a ball in front that Herrera tapped in.
"We've got to be better after we scored," Becher said. "We've got to be good enough to close that half out and finish the game. We've talked about it many times: 'If we defend well, we're going to win because we're going to score goals.'
"We got one tonight, but one sometimes is enough to win. Defensively, we're giving away too many soft goals — especially at home," Becher added.
"At home, we're just giving away bad goals."
GO FIGURE: As the City Islanders tried to digest their fifth loss at Skyline Sports Complex in eight games, it's still difficult to believe Becher's group has been able to hang on to third place and avoid a free fall in the USL PRO standings.
The reason?
Harrisburg's record on the road is 7-3-1, much better than the 6-6-1 mark accumulated thus far at Skyline. Richmond also has won seven road games and six at home, but there's one mighty huge difference since Leigh Cowlishaw's Kickers have yet to lose at City Stadium (6-0-6). Explains why they're in first place.
And it also explains why the City Islanders are trying to cling to third.
As a puzzled Becher said: "It's just frustrating. We go on the road and we play very, very well — two games, pretty much full games — and we come home and we're just, I don't know. We looked like when we scored the first goal we thought it was over."
PLAYOFF PERMUTATIONS: While the City Islanders could have moved one significant step closer to locking up third or fourth place by winning Wednesday night against Charlotte, it's now mathematically possible Becher's enigmatic bunch could finish as high as third place or as far down as seventh.
While a victory Saturday against Tampa Bay or next weekend at Dayton would guarantee the City Islanders a fifth-place finish or higher — just as a victory over Charlotte would have done — there's no guarantee that's going to happen. Plus, that would mean opening the playoffs on the road.
Even between now and Saturday, plenty of movement could take place.
For instance:
* Should Charleston win Thursday night in Los Angeles, the Battery will become the fourth team to lock up a playoff berth. Plus, if that happens, Mike Anhaeuser's group will hop over Harrisburg and move into third place. With a road game at Phoenix and a home date with Antigua remaining, Charleston would be tough to catch. If Los Angeles prevails, the City Islanders would still have a decent shot at third.
* If Wilmington wins Friday night over visiting Dayton — Wilmington won 1-0 on Sunday in Dayton and must win out in order to reach postseason play — Dayton could still qualify for the playoffs. However, the Dutch Lions would be unable to catch and even pass the City Islanders.
* And with a pair of victories this weekend — at Rochester on Friday night and against visiting Tampa Bay on Sunday afternoon — a lurking Pittsburgh side would still be in position to finish in front of the City Islanders.
We'll revisit all of these results, then try to look at some possibilities in Saturday's pre-game package. Right now, there's just three teams in and seven others battling for the remaining five spots. We also know that Richmond and Orlando — the others already in — will finish one-two in some order and no lower.
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They have released more details about the Queen's Jubilee next summer. There is to be a floating pageant on the Thames, with a great flotilla of boats.
They announced over the weekend that the design has been approved for the Royal Barge. I listened intently – I've always been fascinated by these vessels, ever since I saw "A Man For All Seasons" in the 1960's. The King's Barge arrived at Chelsea, and the oarsmen, perfectly synchronised, put up their oars.
[That moment even got onto the film's poster – click on the picture to see it]
When we moved to Bexleyheath, we frequently went over to the Greenwich Maritime Museum, and looked at Henry's Barge. The real one [above] not the one used in the film [below]
On Sunday morning, I heard them say on Radio 4 that the Queen will be travelling on a new Royal Barge "The Spirit Of Chartwell". This confused me a little.
Winston Churchill's home was Chartwell. I remember Churchill's Funeral in 1965. We had a day off school it was cold, and we had fish and chips for lunch.
And they put the coffin on a barge and took it up the Thames [and all the riverside cranes dipped in salute]
Surely they aren't going to make the Queen ride on Churchill's Funeral Barge? I thought
But I needn't have worried! That barge [the Havengore] is relatively small – and can carry a dead PM in a coffin but not a live monarch!
Over the years it has been extensively restored and is still in use now – and it will be part of the Queen's Flotilla.
But the barge Her Majesty will be using is already called The Spirit Of Chartwell, and is in current use providing de luxe voyages along the Thames [website]
Here it is now
And here is the artist's impression of how it will look next year
The stern has a Perspex canopy, so even if it rains, HM will be warm and dry! The event is planned for Sunday 3rd June, at High Water, and a thousand boats will muster for the event . The website [see here] says…
"The Thames Diamond Jubilee Pageant celebrates Her Majesty's sixty years of service by magnificently bringing the Thames to life; making it joyously full with boats, resounding with clanging bells, tooting horns and sounding whistles; recalling both its royal heritage and its heyday as a working, bustling river"
So listen out for the resounding brass and clanging cymbals then [see also 1 Corinthians 13]
I am unlikely to be on the river that day – more likely to be involved in The Big Lunch [here]


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Haider Ackermann is definitely a designer to watch this week. He gives an amazing spin to tailored leather jackets, and is right next to Balmain in my 'must have jackets' list. The fit and cinched waist detail celebrates the feminine silhouette to absolute glam proportions.
Given how besotted i am with jackets, fit and structure, this is pure bliss. I wait with bated breath for what he has to offer this Spring. Here's a retrospective of some adorable pieces from his Fall 2010 collection.
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A list of current (There's) Nothing Better Than's....or NBT
NBT - listening to Brit say his ABC's
NBT - the smell of Easter Candy
NBT - open windows, cool breeze blowing thru my house
NBT - 19 Patriotic Programs being over...and a success
NBT - Spending a great evening with my parents & sisters
NBT - a getaway with Craig (well deserved if I do say so!)
NBT - watching my family play ROCK BAND
NBT - a good night sleep
NBT - a clean house
NBT - recognizing how blessed I am
NBT - Caleb getting excited for football
NBT - Lib practicing her solo for the school play
NBT - Zach funny movie quotes (make me laugh every time)
NBT - Brit singing "Skinamirink"
NBT - a WONDERFUL family
NBT - a long weekend!
I could go on and on...but I will stop there. Have a WONDERFUL weekend!


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Hussein's research is focused in the field of case management and care coordination, mainly service delivery and roles and functions of case/care managers. Hussein is actively involved in national taskforces; most recently Hussein was the Vice Chair of the Quality, Measurement and Research Improvement Council of the National Quality Forum (NQF); a member of the National Transitions of Care Coalition; the Bundled Payment Demonstration Project's Review Panel sponsored by the Center for Medicare and Medicaid Innovation (CMMI); and the Technical Expert Panel of the Oregon Evidence-Based Practice Center at Oregon Health & Science University established for the Comparative Effectiveness study of Case Management for Adults with Medical Illness and Complex Care Needs, funded by AHRQ funded. Hussein also acted as a peer reviewer for AHRQ on this study.
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Hussein is an elected fellow of the New York Academy of Medicine, past Commissioner and Chair of the Commission for Case Manager Certification (CCMC) and currently acts as the Knowledge Editor of the CCMC's Case Management Body of Knowledge web portal. He is an advisory board member of the Graduate Nursing program at Saint Peter's College in New Jersey, International Credentialing Associates in Washington, DC, and PCI Home Care Group in New York City.
Hussein earned his Doctorate of Philosophy degree at Columbia University School of Nursing, Master's of Science, Nursing Administration at College of Mount Saint Vincent, both in New York; and his Bachelor of Science in Nursing at the American University of Beirut, Lebanon.


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Captain Nathan Algren is a man adrift. The battles he once fought now seem distant and futile. Once he risked his life for honor and country, but, in the years since the Civil War, the world has changed. Pragmatism has replaced courage, self-interest has taken the place of sacrifice and honor is nowhere to be found--especially out West where his role in the Indian Campaigns ended in disillusionment and sorrow. Somewhere on the unforgiving plains near the banks of the Washita River, Algren lost his soul.
A universe away, another soldier sees his way of life about to disintegrate. He is Katsumoto, the last leader of an ancient line of warriors, the venerated Samurai, who dedicated their lives to serving emperor and country. Just as the modern way encroached upon the American West, cornering and condemning the Native American, it also engulfed traditional Japan. The telegraph lines and railroads that brought progress now threaten those values and codes by which the Samurai have lived and died for centuries. But Katsumoto will not go without a fight.
The paths of these two warriors converge when the young Emperor of Japan, wooed by American interests who covet the growing Japanese market, hires Algren to train Japan's first modern, conscript army. But as the Emperor's advisors attempt to eradicate the Samurai in preparation for a more Westernized and trade-friendly government, Algren finds himself unexpectedly impressed and influenced by his encounters with the Samurai. Their powerful convictions remind him of the man he once was.
Thrust now into harsh and unfamiliar territory, with his life and perhaps more important, his soul, in the balance, the troubled American soldier finds himself at the center of a violent and epic struggle between two eras and two worlds, with only his sense of honor to guide him.Source(s): http://movies.yahoo.com/movie/1808439546/details; http://www.istacey.net/project/last_samurai/movie....
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This book seems to be lurking around every corner since we started Book and Sensibility three years ago. I finally grabbed the ebook and when I put it in the running for book club selection, it ultimately got...selected. I couldn't really get a sense of the story from the first book, so I went to the second and figured what the heck, since I've been taking a lot 30 minute bus rides lately. I may as well finish it.
The Selection is set in an alternate universe where the US is now called Illea and citizens are divided into castes numbered 1-8, with One being the highest and Eight being the lowest. As a Five, America's family scrapes to survive as artists. America dreams of marrying her secret lower classSix boyfriend Aspen which will ultimately bring her down a caste. She is content with this future until a series of events lands her in The Selection, a televised competition to choose a common girl to marry the Prince and become a One.
The main pull in the first book is how American navigates palace life and tries to figure out how to deal with the feeling she develops for Prince Maxon as well as feeling for Aspen. There is a dash of political unrest thrown in, but it doesn't serve a plot until the end of the book.
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The books do get progressively better with each installation, some of the critiques I had about world building and the competition get explained in the later books, but it never felt natural.There are some interesting things going on about castes , feminism and monarchies, but I wish it had gone into the political stuff deeper since it ends up playing a big role in the end.
This is a series that doesn't seem to know how to be a series. It doesn't have an overarching arc, but it also doesn't have individual plot arcs. Even as I think of the book it's hard for me to remember what happened in which book. Yes, there is the competition but the competition doesn't require much agency from the girls or any of the characters. It's not until the last book that they even start to do things.
My thoughts aside this book is popular and has lived most of its publication on the bestsellers. I think that's a combination of a pretty cover and the love triangle which I could go both ways on.


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