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Kevin Garnett planning Celtics offseason gathering
The Celtics haven't seen much of each other this summer. Paul Pierce has been in Southern California when he wasn't in China. Kevin Garnett has been in California, too, but not with Paul Pierce. Ray Allen has spent most of his time in Connecticut, Rajon Rondo in Kentucky, JaJuan Johnson God-knows-where, E'Twaun Moore is in Italy with Brian Scalabrine (aka the White Mamba), and Avery Bradley and Jermaine O'Neal are now in Las Vegas to participate in the Impact Basketball Training Series.
But Garnett plans to organize a team gathering soon. (Boston Globe)
"I'm going actually to the East Coast sometime soon and I am actually going to try to get everybody together just to be in the same area,'' he said.
"I see that Paul was in China. I'll probably bump into Ray and Rondo while I'm on the East Coast just to see what's going on. I'll probably talk to [Jermaine O'Neal].
"It's not a lot of guys, but we'll try to get the four if not five [starters] together just to interact, but, yeah, it's been difficult.''
I imagine Garnett would like to organize a team-wide workout (not just the starters), but, as we discussed earlier, the Celtics are all around the globe. So he'll settle for four or five players, and who knows? Maybe the Celtics will even hold a real training camp at some point in the near future.
Derek Fisher reportedly sent a text message to advise players to remain in good shape, the latest in a number of optimistic signs that could (knock on wood) point to progress in the labor discussions. (Sports Illustrated)
On the heels of Roger Mason's now-infamous tweet in which the NBPA vice president wrote, "Looking like a season. How u," but later claimed his account was hacked, one league source claims that union president Derek Fisher text-messaged numerous players last week indicating that some progress had been made and imploring them to be physically prepared just in case the season started on time. There was another curious happening on Thursday, when — according to ESPN's Chris Broussard — NBA deputy commissioner Adam Silver attended the U.S. Open with Wasserman Media Group CEO, Casey Wasserman.
In case you were wondering, Wasserman Media Group is a global sport and entertainment agency that represents a number of NBA players, including Pau Gasol, Derrick Rose, and Kendrick Perkins. The Wasserman Media Group once famously pantsed, kidnapped and then bribed the entire Atlanta Hawks organization. I know that sounds crazy, but how else can you explain "Joe Johnson, $119 million"?
Finally, the Celtics are planning to meet. Finally, the NBA is (hopefully) making progress. If only Shaq didn't mention Kendrick Perkins yesterday, my mood would be quite swell.
One Response to "Kevin Garnett planning Celtics offseason gathering"
That's good what garnett is doing, because all the other teams are doing it. Get focus because there is gonna be a n.b.a. season,i don't know when. GO CELTICS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Learn to Love Your Body
Find out how to make peace with your looks and embrace your shape
By Stacey Colino
What We See (and Hear) Now
"Poor body image also stems from advertising that is intended to make you dissatisfied with your app-earance," says Melanie A. Katzman, PhD, a clinical associate professor of psychology at Weill Cornell Medical College in New York City. If you feel inadequate about your looks, you're more apt to buy whatever fix the ads are selling, whether it's the latest diet plan, fitness program or fashion. "Making people uncomfortable with their bodies sells," says Dr. Katzman.
Add our celebrity-obsessed culture to the mix, and you have an even more potent recipe for body dissatisfaction. When we compare ourselves with women on the big and small screens, "we come up short and feel bad about ourselves," says Dr. Kearney-Cooke.

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LVN to RN in Southern California - page 2
Basically, I'm lost and need a little help/guidance. I have been a LVN for 6 years. I am desperately seeking to go back to school but cannot afford west coast. I'm in the process of finishing up all my Science pre req's as... Read More
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- 0Jan 23 by BellaRose4281, LVNHave you looked into College of the Canyons in Valencia? I read on here somewhere that they didn't have enough qualified applicants for the bridge program (last spring, I think) so they didn't offer the bridge program. Also, they do have a 30 unit option (at least, that's what their website says). I don't know where you are located but COC is my first choice for when I'm ready to bridge over.


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The Watkins Dictionary of Religions and Secular Faiths, by Gerald Benedict : "A scant mythology suggests that many Micronesian cultures believed the world to have always existed, an article of faith that simplifies matters considerably."
At the Post Office
It's getting to the point where I've lived in this place, Wallowa County, long enough that maybe I've learned a few things about how to act and where to watch out for black ice and how to split a few cords of wood without taking off any of my toes, like one fellow did, only that was with a lawnmower, not a splitting maul or chainsaw, and he was wearing flip-flops, so what do you expect? And he grew up here, so I guess that just goes to show there's no guarantee that, even if you've lived in a place for thirty years or more, you're not going to go and do something stupid.
Which I have done my share of, but one thing I have learned over the years is that in a small community, you just don't know who is related to who, or who was married to who, or who had a kid with who. So you'd best think twice before you say what you really think about so-and-so, although sometimes not saying it actually gives you a chance to have second thoughts and maybe even change your mind, so I suppose there's some virtue to be gained from having to watch your tongue on account of not knowing for sure who's related to who.
Along those same lines, I've learned, more or less, to look around and see who's in earshot or eyeshot before I go blabbing about this or that. That's why, when I ran into an old acquaintance, Gerald, while standing in line at the post office, which as a place to see and be seen is right up there with the hairdressers, I just sort of talked in generalities, because I knew that, in addition to all the people in line, the lady behind the counter was listening to every word, just like she listens to every word of every other conversation that takes place while people are waiting in line with their package to send, or with their little yellow card saying they've got a package too big for their box, and there was a lot of that going on because it was just before Christmas that I ran into Gerald.
I asked Gerald if he was keeping busy, and he said he was, still driving bus every once in a while. He looked pretty good, even at 75 or however old he was. He was one of those spare, small men who probably had next to no bad habits, and even though at his age he had to have a few aches and pains, there he was just smiling for no particular reason other than he happened to be one of those guys who couldn't help but be pretty positive and optimistic all the time. What I didn't say to Gerald was, "How's Sally?" because, truth be told, I couldn't even remember if Sally was still alive.
It had been years since I'd seen either one of them. She'd been a computer customer of mine, back when you looked at green letters on a small screen and printed your stuff out on a daisywheel printer if you wanted it to look good, as if it came off an IBM Selectric. She used it for word processing because she was a writer, but I never did read her stuff, I just sold her a computer and helped her with her problems when she had them. But it had been years since I'd seen her, and of course, since she had been my main connection to that family, not Gerald, it would have been kind of odd for me not to ask after Sally, but I didn't, not there in front of everybody at the counter, because some little voice inside told me I might be sticking my foot in my mouth and it could be embarrassing for Gerald and for me.
But once we'd both finished our business at the counter and I was getting my mail out of my box, because sometimes if it looks like it's busy or going to get busy, and you have business at the counter, you want to go to the counter first and get the mail out of your box second, because otherwise, while you're standing there fumbling with your key, or with the combination, if you have one of those kind, two or three or maybe four people are going to walk through that door and walk past all the boxes and go stand in line, each one of them making the little bell ring as they pass under the invisible motion detector. And if it's Christmas time, the traffic can be kind of heavy, so that's why I was getting my mail out of my box after having chatted briefly with Gerald at the counter, and why, as he was about to walk out of the post office, I was able to catch him a second time and ask, more or less privately, how his wife was.
Gerald flashed me the subtlest kind of look that said, "Thanks for asking. It would have been a little odd if you hadn't," but maybe I was just imagining that. He told me that she'd been suffering with a long illness for years, and could hardly get around, and it was up to him to make all the meals, besides driving the bus and chopping the wood and cleaning the house, which last three are all things he didn't mention but I'm sure he was doing them, without complaining and with that good-natured attitude of his, just taking the dish he'd been served and eating it without complaint. And when Gerald and I shook hands and I told him to give my greetings to Sally and he walked out of the post office, I knew I was watching a better man than me head home, because I do complain.
Which reminds me that some of my friends, who, having only lived here for maybe ten years or so, haven't quite figured out this business of picking your time and place to say just exactly what you think of someone or something. Because it was in that same post office a day or two later, standing at that same counter in front of that same postmistress, that I ran into one such friend. I was in the process of dropping about sixty bucks to mail a few books to some friends in Scotland despite the fact that the postmistress told me that if I could get the package to under four pounds, instead of the four point six pounds it currently weighed, the price would drop dramatically, only I wasn't about to take the package apart and decide which book or books to pull, and then have to ask to borrow tape to put it all back together again, only to find out that I'd only gotten it down to four point one pounds.
So I just stood there and took the announcement of the cost like a shot to the gut, and then my friend, who had arrived in the midst of this revelation, asked what I was sending off, and I named some of the books, including Treasure Island by Robert Louis Stevenson, only I said "Louie" not "Lewis" and my friend, who is smarter than I am by a long shot, gave me a black eye on top of that gut shot, laughing loud and long in front of everyone there, "It's Lewis, not Louie! Robert Lewis Stevenson!" He didn't have to say, "You idiot!" because everyone there knew that was just naturally understood, even though my friend meant no harm, he just thought it was funny that I had mispronounced Robert Louis Stevenson's name. I think Gerald, if it had been him in my place, would have just smiled and thanked my friend for the correction, and gee you learn something new everyday and have a nice Christmas. But I, who used to work for a literary non-profit, just stood there with a red face and swiped my credit card so the post office could get their sixty bucks to send Treasure Island and Huck Finn and some other books off to my friends in Scotland, and then I walked home.
I first met Richard "Amtrak" Alexander somewhere in Vermont, I think, at one of those three-sided shelters that those of us hiking from Georgia to Maine on the Appalachian Trail thought of as home – for one night, anyway. Then it was on, ever northward. He wore then, as always while I knew him, a slight and impish grin as he prepared to deliver his next wickedly funny and devastatingly accurate critique of life's absurdities. He had no lack of material.
In the easy-come, easy-go way of thru-hikers, Amtrak (along with his sidekick, Hayden, a duck tolling retriever) and I crossed paths casually a few times through Vermont, New Hampshire, and Maine, until we found ourselves finishing the trail together after what some called the worst early-season Maine snowstorm in 60 years.
I consider myself fortunate that our friendship continued after the Appalachian Trail. Amtrak came to visit me in eastern Oregon, where we went backpacking in the Eagle Cap Wilderness. And I visited him in Boise, where he lived for a time.
Then there was the time he and Dave and I drove up to the Enchantments in Washington, and were stopped by two young and over-zealous policemen on the outskirts of Ellensburg. Eleven at night, a VW bus, three scruffy looking men … what could be surer cause to issue a citation? But, partly because of Richard's typical coolness under fire and disarming-but-somehow-sneakily-insubordinate charm, the two coppers soon almost bowed to us as they waved us on our way to what was to be a fine autumn hike through alpine granite and golden Western larches.
His keenness of observation and appreciation for irony always delighted me. I am sorry to see him go. Here's to Amtrak, long-distance hiker and fine friend.
(Below are excerpts from my journal account of the last few days of my Appalachian Trail thru-hike in 2000, including a few snippets of moments shared with Amtrak, and evidence that he deserved his trail name.)
October 9: 28 degrees. We stop for lunch at White House Landing. The proprietor says, "I hope you have a good campfire tonight, because you're going to need it, heh heh."
October 10: Wadleigh Stream leanto. It's cold. It's wet. Snug in my bag, very glad I wore earplugs last night, as the din of rain on the metal roof of the shelter is very loud. Not yet dawn, but light enough that I can see some snow on the ground. White stuff, the start of winter, death by hypothermia.
As we climb Nesuntabunt Mountain, the snow gets deeper. At the summit, I catch Gilligan and Flipper, who have lost the trail. The woods are lovely, with golden leaves and pine needles falling on top of the snow. We hear and see trees falling or shedding limbs under the weight of the snow. It's ironic that the leaves, which bring such beauty to the autumn woods, also spell doom for some trees by catching the heavy snow.
I end up somewhat dehydrated, for water to drink is somewhat scarce. My feet, however, are soaked. At 3:30 I arrive at the shelter, which is full. There's a Welshman, two days into the woods, with a broken leg. He tried crossing the stream on a pair of skinny, ice-covered logs and fell into the stream. Amtrak and Walkabout have already got him stabilized. The Welshman's buddy has walked out for help.
A discussion starts about "stop or go"–I choose to stop and waste no time about it, for my body is cooling off. I go up the hill and kick the wet, heavy snow aside, down to hemlock needles. In these dark woods, I'm getting cold very fast. As I pitch my tent, I keep the fly draped loosely over it so that the big drops of rain and snow dropping off the trees don't soak the tent before I even get it up. I immediately get into my bag.
I hear chainsaws or snowmobiles, or both. I venture out, although this requires putting the wet socks back on. Yech. I go down to the shelter, which is all a-bustle with a dozen search and rescue men getting ready to carry the Welshman out on a board. Yoda and Amtrak have splinted the man's leg so well with pieces of Z-Rest that the doctor leaves it be. The moon shines briefly through the dripping hemlocks.
October 11: It requires an act of will to get started in the morning, but I'm up against it. I don't have the food to hang out; the season has gone too far. I'll be walking in snow and slush and mud all day.
I feel concentrated, serious. I'm tossing about in my mind what it will be like to go up Katahdin, if at all. If the weather doesn't improve, it won't happen. I will not go up in whiteout, cold conditions. If the weather clears, it might still be impossible. Two dayhikers tell us the mountain is "closed for the season." Or I could keep going, up the mountain, park rangers be damned, one step at a time until I can't go anymore, until I must stop.
At Hurd Brook leanto. Gilligan and Yak start a fire, and we all hang wet stuff out to dry. We're going to stay in the leanto tonight. It's dark, and we're packed in – Gilligan, Sideways, Yak, Yetti, Flipper, Godfather, Snowblazer, me, Hayden, and Amtrak.
Before we go to sleep, Flipper sings a Dylan song, and Godfather regales us with story after story, putting us in stitches. Gradually, conversation drops off. Hayden does the push-against-you thing to me most of the night. Amtrak snores.
During the night I feel bent and squeezed. I sleepily kick Hayden at one point; later, he's gone. He's down on the ground and I feel guilty. Amtrak and I urge him back up.
October 12: I set out before anyone else and walk through the still cool woods, though it is sure to be a fine day–the sky is blue. I walk fast and purposefully–I don't know if I'm excited to get to the end of the trail, anxious to find out exactly what the story is at Baxter State Park, or running away from an emotion I cannot name.
At Abol Bridge, my last maildrop, friends have sent me wine, cheese, sausage, crackers, chocolate, and, by special request, six little bottles of rum. Hikers gather and talk, talk, talk about whether the mountain is "open." Finally, we get out onto the trail at noon – Yak, Yetti, Gilligan, Amtrak, Hayden, and me. The day is warm, the aspen are naked, I walk without a shirt for a long while beside the Penobscot River shining in the sun. We see beaver dams and fresh-chewed white birch.
Then we turn up the cascading Nesowadnehunk, with polished humps of rounded granite, winding through the forest, rising toward the mountain. I am quiet, focused, gathering my energy. We meet Soul Man, walking south, but I'm not interested in talking to him–I'm almost in a trance, I don't want to hear any more stories or cautions. I just want to get to Katahdin.
Briefly separated from the others, Amtrak, Flipper and I walk the trail toward Katahdin Stream. A park ranger in a truck stops and questions Amtrak about Hayden. He doesn't tell her that Hayden has walked the entire way from Georgia.
At the campground, I burn my last dinner. In the early evening I walk out into the clearing to regard Katahdin's moonlit snow-shining slopes and the moon itself, a sliver shy of full, a sliver shy of seven full moons from the trip's beginning.
October 13: Up at the usual 5 or 6. The Aussies with their day packs bid us adieu. Riddler and Amtrak leave next, while I eat split pea soup for breakfast. The ladies are last up; we finally get our unnecessaries stashed just as we see a figure approaching wearing a hunter safety orange vest. We race up the trail into the woods. I don't know who or what we saw, but we don't want to stick around for a confrontation.
Heading for the summit of Katahdin, we are: the Aussies, Riddler, Yak and Yetti, Gilligan, Peanut Butter, Flipper, Datto, Bear, Frogger, Ziggy, Dog (who isn't a dog), Mossy Old Troll, Amtrak, and – everybody's favorite – Hayden, who is a dog.
At treeline, we all put on wind gear and begin the bouldering phase of the climb. There are massive stones, some with ironwork of ingenious design embedded in them. There's a brisk wind, and chilly, to justify our clothing. A lenticular cap can be seen over the highest part of the mountain, and there's a band of cloud to the southwest that makes me feel like we are none too soon in climbing the mountain. The clambering is slow but enjoyable, with only occasional pockets of snow. The rock itself is almost entirely dry. It's a delightful walk up to and along the ridge proper which leads us to the edge of "the Tableland."
We walk along the flat ground, drifts of snow littering the landscape, making our way with little conversation, each mostly alone with our thoughts, towards the tiny figures already at the final summit just above us.
At the top, every single person hugs every other. It's a joyful and prolonged process. Yak and Yetti cry into each others' arms. Using the tiny bottles I picked up at Abol Bridge, we do a little rum ceremony honoring Pamola. There's a brief round of Angeline the Baker, then we share crackers and cheese and sausage and champagne and chocolate all around.
We give the celebration full measure–but finally it is time to descend. I lag behind, sauntering in the afternoon sun, letting the "doing of the thing" sink in. It is enormous and puny all at the same time. I take a final gaze at the colored hillsides in light and shadow as the cumulus get pushed across the sky. I fill up on Katahdin Stream water, call out toward the dark hills to the west, and finally, "it is done." I am ready to rejoin the other world.
VW Prison
Someone, I'm sure, has written about how difficult it is for addicts to kick their habits unless they stop frequenting the same places and keeping the same company with whom they developed the habits in the first place. I think that someone is right, which is why I'm going to have to write off the handful of college "friends" who are still dogging my tracks, keeping me in VW Prison.
The primary culprit, a man I'll just call CW, got me started down this path back in 1974 or so, inviting me to learn how to drive a manual transmission by taking over the controls of his 1968 baby-poop-yellow VW bus while a group of us were driving back home from a winter jaunt up in the White Mountains of New Hampshire. As I recall, that particular bus broke down at 3 o'clock in the morning just a few miles north of our dorm at the University of Connecticut. You'd think I'd have the sense to take that as a warning, but the VW loosey-goosey toy stick shift feeling has stuck to my hand ever since.
That was the same trip, I think, during which I slept across the front seats, feet propped up on the steering wheel, wrapped in an interesting variation on the concept of "sleeping bag" – a one-inch thick piece of foam, which supposedly increased in thickness as you cinched it tight. Nice idea. Too bad I didn't have the sense to test it before spending a night in it at 16 degrees below zero. And that was the trip that … no, that story will have to wait for the category Winter Camping Disasters.
Not having learned my lesson about VWs, I was foolish enough to join CW, a couple of his Pennsylvania buddies, and a Former College Roommate on a cross-country trip to the Canadian Rockies. Besides changing my life 33 years later, that trip lured me into the clutches of VW-mania for what has become a very long time. I especially liked the way the vehicle seemed to miraculously right itself after being driven off the road by a driver who was trying to steer while simultaneously cleaning the windshield by reaching out the side window with a camping pot full of water.
It turns out that if he had simply pressurized the fluid reservoir, the built-in windshield washer would have worked. I know this for a fact, because when I bought that very same bus from CW, its engine in pieces in several cardboard boxes, for $400 cash (another warning that I ignored), I performed that routine bit of maintenance, and voilà!
And I liked the smell of hot oil on baking asphalt, as the rest of us waited while CW hitched into the next Wyoming town, only 50 miles away, to pick up some more motor oil. Seems he decided that the oil in the crankcase was dirty. He had one extra quart of oil, so he parked us by the side of the lonesome highway in searing summer heat, then unscrewed the drain bolt, thinking to let about a quart out, pop the bolt back in, and add the spare quart. When the draining oil, a few hundred degrees hot, hit his hand, he dropped the bolt, and 2.5 quarts of good Quaker State motor oil – the total capacity of a 1600cc VW engine – spilled on the pavement in an ugly black pool. So off CW went for more oil. I remember how, while waiting, I dug up a spindly little Wyoming pine seedling, put it in an empty tennis ball container, and presented it to my mother upon returning home to Connecticut. She planted it, and the damned thing survived.
There are other VW stories, of course. Anyone who's owned one for any length of time has them. And I've owned one or two, pretty much continuously, since that day in 1977 when I towed that baby-poop-yellow VW bus home, where I would learn all about internal combustion engines with the help of a mechanic's book called How to Keep Your Volkswagen Alive: A Manual of Step by Step Procedures for the Compleat Idiot (for Sedan, Ghia & Transporter) by John Muir. The other John Muir. And illustrated by one Juniperus Scopulorum (the scientific name for Rocky Mountain juniper), who, based on the drawing style, just might be Robert Crumb.
So, now and here, in January 2013, what shows up at my front door, personally delivered by CW's local accomplice KGB, but a large gift-wrapped box? And what do I find inside that box but a VW bus? And, like the very first VW I owned, it came in pieces, 1,332 of them. That's probably about as many pieces as I put together in the cool shade of the shed behind my uncle's house back in 1977, when I experienced, for the first time, the magical feeling of turning a key and hearing an engine I built start up. And run well enough to bring me here to Oregon.
Still, a cell is a cell no matter how nicely equipped, and I fear, by accepting this gift and assembling its 1,332 pieces, I will never be allowed out of VW Prison. "Verboten!" Oh well. Keep On Truckin'.
Pinball Wizard, Cribbage Wizard
Pinball Wizard, Cribbage Wizard
"He ain't got no distractions
Can't hear those buzzers and bells,
Don't see lights a flashin'
Plays by sense of smell.
Always has a replay,
And never tilts at all…"
Pinball Wizard, The Who
It's quite possible that my dad has never heard of or listened to The Who, nor ever played pinball. Why should he need to, when he can play cribbage to the same devastating effect?
Now 86, mostly deaf, blind in one eye, and suffering significantly from dementia, he can no longer really keep track of the game. He'll count his hand, sometimes accurately, sometimes not. (If he goes on automatic, he can count it, but if he stops to take a second look and think about it, all is lost.)
Having counted his hand, he looks at the board and almost always asks, "Which color am I?" By the time he's figured out which pegs are his, and which direction we're going, he's forgotten how many points he had, so he'll look back at the cards and count his hand again. Then he'll look at the board and ask, "Which color am I?" I've been tempted to see how many times he can do this, but I inevitably break into his infinite loop with a bit of advice.
Doesn't sound like a wizard, does he? But the old goat draws to inside straights more than the Laws of Nature dictate. And consider this, which has happened many times:
It's my lead. No cards have been played yet, so he has no idea what I've got in my hand. Before I have a chance to play my leading card, he'll pull a card from his hand and hold it out, face down, ready to play.
Now I am no spring chicken when it comes to cribbage. I'm not at all disturbed by this move on his part, and I don't really think he's even trying to psych me out anyway. I make my decision, lay down my leading card, and he flips his card. Sure enough, he makes a 15, or pairs me.
Ain't got no distractions, plays by sense of smell. Here's to you, Dad.
Yearend letter 2011-2012
2011-2012: Nothing Happened
(Download as PDF: EOY letter 2012)
Nothing much has happened in the two years since I last wrote, other than poisoning myself, in the mountains, in the winter, in the dark. It was an accident, or maybe not.
I'd gone camping in January 2012 (I know, madness to begin with) along with a pair of Supposed Friends, snowshoeing into the Eagle Cap Wilderness. Cocooned in my tent, I used my tiny stove, which burns denatured alcohol, to cook split pea soup and hot cocoa. Green gruel, then brown gruel with flecks of green gruel in it. Mmm. By 7 pm, with nothing decent on TV, I was asleep.
And dreamt I was wandering in a clean and sunny cityscape, open and bright, deserted but for a group of people loitering in a plaza 50 yards away. Then, from a puff of smoke, like a 19th century charlatan, there materialized a redheaded man in a dark suit – clean shaven, trim, athletic – looking straight at me. I knew him, knew he must not see me, knew he had seen me. I ran, but in no time was caught. He plunged a syringe into the back of my right hand. Feeling an electric painful poison invading my body, I awoke with a scream.
Winter. Cold. Dark. Mouth parched. Need a drink. I reach for the water bottle and take a swig. And proceed to make a series of "animal noises" (my companions would later say). In my groggy terror, I've mistakenly grabbed my bottle of stove fuel – grain alcohol that has been intentionally poisoned in order to discourage hobos, vagrants, bums, and backpackers from drinking it.
I don't know how much a lethal dose is, but I do know I'll never snowshoe out of the mountains before the poison does it work. In nothing but my long underwear, I bolt out of the tent, spread my feet, bend over, and repeatedly stick my finger down my throat, retching green and brown gruel into the snow. Sometimes I can taste the denatured alcohol coming up.
A song comes into my head , one we used to sing in the old days, when I was young and new to Wallowa County. We would gather in someone's cheap but drafty rental farmhouse with an ugly, cavernous Blaze King wood stove roaring, to drink beer, play music, and sing songs late into the night, while small, dirty children ran amok, eventually to crash on piles of coats in the corner.
The red-headed stranger from Blue Rock, Montana, Rode into town one day.
And under his knees was a ragin' black stallion, And walkin' behind was a bay.
The red-headed stranger had eyes like the thunder, And his lips, they were sad and tight.
His little lost love lay asleep on the hillside, And his heart was heavy as night.
Don't cross him, don't boss him, He's wild in his sorrow, He's ridin' an' hidin his pain.
Don't fight him, don't spite him, Just wait till tomorrow, Maybe he'll ride on again.
But my redheaded stranger had not ridden on. No, he'd reached into this world and steered my hand to the wrong bottle, the bastard. How had I crossed him? Why did he want to kill me?
After twenty minutes, I am chilled and, I hope, emptied. No sound comes from my Supposed Friends in their tent. I imagine them on their backs in their sleeping bags, eyes staring into the dark, waiting to hear the muffled thump of my body hitting the snow. Thanks a lot, guys.
Back to bed I go. There's nothing left to do but go to sleep and see if I wake up. In the morning, one eye is completely red. I've burst a blood vessel from the sustained effort of forced gagging. Either that, or the poison is doing its work. After a breakfast of thin oatmeal – tan gruel – we snowshoe up to Horseshoe Lake, walk across the frozen mile-long surface, staring at gray peaks creased with snow, and, a day later, return to town. I make a phone call. 1-800-222-1222. The guy at the Poison Control Center tells me a toxic dose of denatured alcohol is two ounces.
Dreams. In May of 2011, having re-upped with the Forest Service, I'm back in Hells Canyon. In my little yellow standard-issue Rite-in-the-Rain journal, I rite, "6 am. Been lying awake in the tent since 5. Dreamt of horses streaming through the woods, chased by distraught owners."
August 2011, now up in the high country. Horse packing into the Eagle Cap to clean up some nasty camps, Boss puts me on Duster, a one-eyed roan. I'm not sure what this indicates about my standing. At times we lead the pack string off-trail, through steep-sloped timber and hanging meadows, to avoid deadfall. Duster stumbles on a sloping rock and falls to his front knees, pitching me onto his neck. I hang on. He plunges into a hole hidden by grass. I hang on. He's constantly veering toward his good side. I'm enjoying the hell out of myself.
We camp in a meadow at the mouth of Trail Creek, putting up a lightweight electric fence. "The problem with these things," Boss says, "is that the elk walk through them, and then there's nothing to keep the stock in." In the morning, the fence is down, and the horses and mules are gone. We start the search. I head for the thick timber on the far side of the meadow. And see our horses, streaming through the woods, coming back home. I have been here before.
Nothing at all happened between the end of field season in the fall of 2011, and the redheaded man's attack in January 2012. No, I take it back. My housemate and I threw a Halloween Party, attended by the Devil With The Blue Dress On. Some people thought it was creepy, although I can't imagine why.
And I finished the freakin' sweat lodge, Gilligan.
By April 2012, I was back in the field, working alone in Hells Canyon until the rest of the crew came on in June. Close to finishing an inventory of all the "trails" on the Oregon side of the canyon, we make a final push. Of course, I volunteer to do the last low-elevation piece, even though it is now July. It's a hot, brambly, snaky hell down there, and we have only three days to do a four-day job. ("Crucify me! Crucify me!") As we bushwhack through five acres of poison ivy, teasel, and poison hemlock, my companion, a young woman on her first trip into Hells Canyon, declares, "Let's get the hell out of this fucking shithole."
So I did, taking a hiatus from rangering to go on a busman's holiday: hiking the length of the Sierra Nevada range in California with my brother, Tork. We were joined for the first week by one "Kramer," who lived up to his nickname, and for another week by my daughter, her friend, and Ashi the Stylin' Pooch.
Along the way, Tork and I take a spontaneous side trip to Half Dome in Yosemite Valley. Our choices are to climb 2000′ up the sheer north face (I don't think so), or to go up the "tourist" route on the back side. Even that is steep. So steep that, years ago, the Sierra Club installed steel posts with 3/4″ steel cable handrails. So what if some of the steel posts have popped out of their holes? That was in 1919, and you can't expect anything to last forever.
On the cables, there's a regular traffic jam. It reminds me of that other tourist route – the Hillary Step on Mount Everest. "Get the Italian team out of the way!" I shout. Tork and I are fit, used to exposure, and acclimated – Half Dome, at 8800 feet, is 2000 feet lower than the route we've been hiking. But many of our fellow tourists are exhausted and scared shitless. The aisle between the cables is not quite wide enough for two people, so Uppers and Downers are constantly squeezing by each other. Some people are frozen to the cables, blocking the way of others.
Something goes clattering down the nearly vertical granite, disappearing against the background of dark treetops 1000 feet below us. A sheath knife. A moment later, another object, bright and metallic, clatters down and disappears into a shallow crack right at my feet. A voice up above calls, "Don't worry about it! It's not important!" But it's just right there, and I'm not going anywhere at the moment, just staring at the unlovely ass of the person in front of me, so I fish it out. It's a police badge. No toy this, it's well made of heavy gauge metal. I try to pass it up the line, but the person I hand it to says, "No thanks, we're headed down." So I pocket the badge, and figure I'll find the owner when we top out.
Half an hour later, we're there. The summit of Half Dome is like a big convex plateau, big enough to play a soccer game or two. A cluster of about 30 people are gathered near the highest point, doing dumb, illegal things like feeding the marmots and throwing objects off the face – the same face a pair of climbers are about to top out on. I walk toward the group, looking for the owner of the badge, holding it up and hailing them. "Special police?!" I holler. Thirty people freeze, turn as one, and practically reach for the sky.
Five weeks after starting, not having taken a shower once (although I did skinny dip in at least a dozen stunning alpine lakes), we arrive at the end of our journey at Twin Lakes Resort. Lost in a maze of beachcombers' trails, we cannot find a bridge across our last creek. We've hiked and scrambled and climbed 300 miles through the rugged High Sierra, mostly off-trail, and we can't find our way through a bunch of paths made by kids with plastic pails. The hell with it. We walk across the knee-deep estuary in socks and boots, find my truck in the parking lot, and prepare to leave. When I turn the key in the ignition, nothing happens.
Halloween 2012
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Visa and MasterCard may have put "steering" challenges behind them, but American Express continues to fight merchants for access to consumer purchases at the checkout lines. According to a Wall Street Journal report, Visa and MasterCard settled government allegations of unfair practices related to retail debit and credit card processing rules. Although company officials and investigators reached a settlement last fall, it took until July for U.S. District Judge Nicholas G. Garaufis to approve the terms of the deal.
Several states had accused all three credit card platform operators of unfair business practices when they prohibited merchants from accepting discounts for alternate forms of payment. Under the terms of the settlement, Visa and MasterCard merchants can advertise discounts for paying with cash instead of with credit cards. Furthermore, retailers can use "steering" to more assertively promote their own private label cards that carry far smaller transaction processing fees.
Many consumers experience steering in a retail environment after swiping a debit card and receiving a prompt for a PIN instead of a signature. Many banks offer extra protection and benefits when processing a debit card on a credit card network in a signature transaction. However, a "swipe as credit" can cost merchants more in processing fees than a debit transaction, even under new transaction fee caps. Point of sale software manufacturers could adapt the existing technology to prompt customers to use a less expensive form of payment in exchange for a discount or another reward.
American Express now fights the antitrust actions alone. During the investigation, American Express officials have argued that higher transaction costs for credit card purchases help fund higher levels of customer support. Furthermore, officials claim, customers should have the right to choose their preferred payment platform instead of being forced to take extra steps at the checkout counter. An official told the Wall Street Journal's Chad Bray that the settlement would essentially "pay merchants to discriminate against American Express." Plaintiffs in the case include some of the nation's largest retailers, who expect the proceedings to continue through the fall.


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I've been drawing since I was young with slow progression. So far, DeviantArt has given me so much inspiration to try new styles as well as given me tips on the styles I have been drawing. I create works in both traditional (pencil) & digital formats along with photography. As you can probably tell from my gallery, I tend to focus on the female form, mostly ranging from real-life references to pop-culture characters. I've been meaning to draw more male figures from my favourite movies, games and shows though.
I'm currently studying a Bachelor of Computer-Based Design at University & am in my second of three years. I am majoring in 3D Design & minoring in e-Media & Game Design. I'm enjoying the experience of uni, especially the people there that I can easily relate to, along with learning new tools for my future career. After my degree, I hope to advance into the gaming industry with my 3D modelling skills that I will have learnt over the course of the three years.
I have been a huge fan of Star Wars since about the age of 4/5 when I believe I first saw Episode I. I much prefer the original trilogy over the prequels, since the prequels have an odd tone to them that makes them feel as if they don't even belong in the same timeline as the original films. The order of my favourites to least favourites is:
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Electrolux Major Appliances North America senior management, including President and CEO Jack Truong (pictured, center), led a group of dignitaries on a tour of the new 750,000-sq-ft Electrolux manufacturing plant in Memphis, TN. The plant is expected to begin limited production of cooking appliances in May of this year.
Guests on the Jan. 15, 2013, tour were local and state leaders and news media, including Shelby County Mayor Mark Luttrell, Memphis Mayor AC Wharton, State Senator Mark Norris, and Tennessee Lieutenant Governor Ron Ramsey.
Electrolux highlighted different pieces of high-tech digital manufacturing equipment in the plant, including specialized robotics and automated assembly lines.
The plant will make built-in and specialty cooking products, including drop-in/slide-in ranges, wall ovens, and freestanding ranges, under the Electrolux, Electrolux ICON, and Frigidaire brand names.
Electrolux executives also showed off the plant's research and development center, built to provide simulation testing of a product's lifetime usage and performance expectations. The new R&D lab can test up to 380 appliances at once.
"We are putting down roots here in the Memphis community," said Truong. He said construction was in its "home stretch," and he thanked the individuals, local and state leadership, and organizations that were part of the effort to get the project off the ground. This included $188 million in subsidies from local and state government.
The plant is estimated to cost $277 million. Groundbreaking took place on Oct 5, 2011. The plant has hired 90 employees and will hire 160 more by May 2013, including engineering, supply chain management, finance, and operations management positions. Electrolux plans to eventually hire 1,200 people at the plant as full-scale production ramps up.
The company estimated that 3,600 more jobs will be created by suppliers supporting the plant.
Memphis will be the second Electrolux facility in Tennessee; it also has production in Springfield. Total employment in the state by Electrolux is estimated to eventually reach 4,000.
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It's the little late-night talk show that could. Next week, Watch What Happens Live — the kooky, wildly unpredictable chat-fest hosted by Andy Cohen — marks its fifth year on the air. That's no small feat, considering its very humble beginning as a shoestring web series anchored by a largely unknown Bravo network executive. Since then, plenty has changed. For starters, Cohen has become a celebrity in his own right, with one bestselling book down and a second due in the fall. And the ratings have grown. About 334,000 people tuned in for the first televised episode in 2009; this spring, WWHL hit an all-time high of 3.9 million viewers, and it's up 7 percent over Conan this season. The star power is also higher wattage. Jennifer Lopez, Lady Gaga, Meryl Streep, Lindsay Lohan and Oprah Winfrey are among the guests who have partaken in the mélange of parlor games, free-flowing cocktails and general pop-culture revelry that's made the pint-size "Bravo Clubhouse" ground zero for countless watercooler moments. We sat down with Cohen in his Manhattan studio to relive the wild ride...read more
For several years, Andy Cohen juggled his day job as Bravo's executive vice president of development and talent while also hosting the network's hit late-night talk show Watch What Happens Live, which averaged nearly one million viewers last year. But at the start of 2014, Cohen left the suit behind and launched a new production company, Most Talkative, while continuing to host WWHL, which Bravo picked up for two more years. The host/producer recently spoke with TV Guide Magazine about watching what happens next...read more
Southland vet Regina King has landed a recurring role on FX's new vampire drama The Strain, Deadline reports.
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TNT has canceled gritty cop drama Southland after five seasons, the network confirmed Friday.
"TNT has made the difficult decision not to renew Southland for another season. We are enormously proud of Southland, which stands as one of the best police dramas ever made. Executive producers John Wells, Chris Chulack and Jonathan Lisco, along with creator Ann Biderman and our partners at Warner Bros. Television, have given us five seasons of...
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For its entire five-season run on both NBC and TNT, the ratings-challenged Southland has struggled to stay alive. And after a heart-pounding and catastrophic finale on April 17 that drew a mediocre 1.8 million viewers, the gritty police drama is again facing cancellation. The day after the airing of what could be their final episode, which culminated in out-of-control John Cooper (Michael Cudlitz) getting shot down by fellow officers, executive producer Jonathan Lisco and Cudlitz looked back — and ahead...
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On Wednesday's Southland (series?) finale, the entire Los Angeles Police Department will be fighting for one of their own.This season's harrowing penultimate episode saw John Cooper (Michael Cudlitz) and his partner Henry Lucero (Anthony Ruvivar) kidnapped by drug addicts. By the end of the hour, Lucero was dead and Cooper only escaped after playing dead in a grave he'd dug for himself. Wednesday's episode (10/9c, TNT) picks up about three weeks later, and while John still hasn't been cleared to carry a gun and return to active duty, the rest of the force, including detetcives Adams (Regina King) and Robinson (Dorian Missick) are searching for the tweakers. "Cops don't go missing all the time, so when they do, it's a huge deal," Cudlitz tells TVGuide.com...
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Pick up Lupe's new track "Bitch Bad" off his upcoming album FOOD & LIQUOR 2: THE GREAT AMERICAN RAP ALBUM PT.1 on iTunes Tuesday, June 26th.
Pick up Lupe's new track "Bitch Bad" off his upcoming album FOOD & LIQUOR 2: THE GREAT AMERICAN RAP ALBUM PT.1 on iTunes Tuesday, June 26th.
First single off Food & Liquor 2: The Great American Rap Album.
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Lupe teams up with Eric Turner again and this time with Tinie Tempah too! Hits iTunes January 31st.
Shout out to all of my fans, especially those in Chicago. Get out and buy Sunkist Fiesta orange juice and coconut fruit bars at 7-11 in most Chicago area stores and help those less fortunate this season.
Here's the deal, now until Jan. 31, 2012 buy one get one free and a portion of the proceeds are donated to buy winter coats for those in need.
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Advanced Appraisal Issues
Date: February 13, 2013
Time: 2:00-3:30 pm ET
Instructors: Bill Silberstein, Mark Weston
Cost: $55 before 2/12, then cost will increase to $65
Level: Intermediate / Advanced
Qualified appraisals are the lynchpin of the process that allows landowners to benefit from federal income, estate and state tax incentives flowing from the donation of a conservation easement. A poorly supported appraisal, whether fraudulent or merely sloppy, damages the integrity of a conservation easement transaction regardless of the conservation values involved. It also damages the reputation of the land trust involved in the transaction, risks violating the public trust, and may reduce support for conservation in general.
This webinar will provide an overview of the requirements for appraisal of real estate and conservation easements used to seek charitable deductions outlined in §1.170A(13)(c) and §1.170A(14) of the Treasury Regulations. Participants will learn:
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What was your favorite part of the text message era? Shouldn't be hard to come up with a few, since in the college sports world (including basketball) it lasted six months.
The decision on whether to allow coaches to text message prospective recruits was a hot-button topic. Lines were drawn in the sand.
One side deemed it too intrusive, expensive, and believed real recruiting was about relationships formed through phone calls and personal visits.
The other side wanted to get with the times. It was easier to send a text message. Kids had the option to ignore more easily if they wanted, or respond at a convenient time. It was time to embrace technology.
On Aug. 1 the NCAA decided to ban text messaging. When push came to shove last Saturday, 21.3 percent of Division I schools wanted to resume unlimited text messages as an acceptable form of recruiting. That means 78.7 percent wanted nothing to do with it.
The sudden indifference in reinstating what was a hot-button rule seems hard to believe.
So old-fashioned e-mails (which are allowed unlimited) and phone calls reign supreme again, and this generation may have a hard time fathoming there were once times when U.S. mail, visits and home phone calls were the ways of the recruiting life.
Coaches remember that generation. Their generation.
Amazingly enough, kids still were noticed and received (or didn't receive) scholarships back in those dark-age days.
Not enough, according to some coaches, who want more time to spend with kids learning about them, their desires, and what kids may be potential pitfalls.
All of which makes perfect sense, except some of those coaches could stop trying to get high school freshman and sophomores to commit to a college at age 15.
But that would be too easy.
So that's why Roy Hibbert withdrew his name from the NBA draft last spring. Turns out Georgetown's 7-foot-2 center needed to work on his outside shot.
Good thing, too. He hit the second 3-pointer of his career at the buzzer on Saturday to give the Hoyas a 72-69 victory against Connecticut.
It came with three seconds left while holding the ball at the top of the key. Given his tendency to not shoot 3s (zero attempts through his first three seasons) his defender — 7-3 Hasheem Thabeet — wasn't in the same zip code.
He's 2-for-2 from behind the arc this season.
"That's not a fluke, that's not a shocker, that's not a once-in-a-lifetime thing that Roy makes that shot," Georgetown coach John Thompson III said. "... if you're not going to play him, he can make that shot."
Tough luck (and rotten shooting) for a couple smaller Division I schools.
Savannah State set an NCAA record by scoring four points in a half (it gave up 48) against Kansas State. It was the lowest output in the modern era (1986).
Shortly thereafter, Rick Majerus-led Saint Louis (wasn't he supposed to be the next ASU basketball coach?) lost 49-20 against George Washington late last week, the fewest points scored by a team in a D-I men's game in this modern era.
"I've never heard it that quiet in the second half of a road game."
Wayne Chism
Tennessee forward when the Volunteers outscored South Carolina 23-5 after halftime en route to a 86-50 victory Saturday
Indiana's D.J. White leads the Big Ten in rebounding, and it's easy to see how it happened. He had 21 points and a career-high 22 rebounds against Michigan, then followed up with 15 points and 10 rebounds against Illinois, the Hoosiers' 10th consecutive win and 27th straight at home. Healthy after two seasons of injuries, the 6-foot-9, 250-pounder is projected as a late first-round NBA pick.
Arizona at California, 6 p.m. Saturday on FSN Arizona. With 33 points on the road against a good Houston team last Saturday, Jerryd Bayless is back, and the Wildcats are trying to get back into Pac-10 contention.
California, whether it beats Arizona State on Thursday or not, is trying to keep itself among the NCAA bubble teams. Arizona has better guards in Bayless, Nic Wise and Chase Budinger. Cal has a better interior with sophomore Ryan Anderson and DeVon Hardin. Bears coach Ben Braun has plenty of hair. Cats interim coach Kevin O'Neill doesn't. And so forth.
The Luck of the Irish fell on its proverbial face in football, but Notre Dame's basketball team has stayed afloat. Yes, the Fighting Irish (12-3) got trounced by No. 16 Marquette on Saturday in Notre Dame's first real road game of the season, but they have quality wins against Kansas State, West Virginia and Connecticut to uphold their No. 47 RPI ranking. Up next: Cincinnati (tonight), followed by Georgetown (22nd in RPI), Villanova (No. 46) and Providence (No. 30). Two of those three are away from South Bend.
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A pictorial tour through Bridgestone's La Vergne, Tenn., North American Manufacturing Education Center and retread plant.
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don't really know how to keep this short, but I will try my best to compact it and still include all of the information.
The back story is... my parents divorced two years ago after being married for 42 years! I understood the decision... my mom's. My dad was an alcoholic, she had cancer, he was emotionally abusive, she was going through a tough recovery after being in remission. During my mom's illness, from diagnosis until now, she has had a friend. I don't know how to explain this relationship without it sounding weird, but I will do my best. This girl was in her teens when she and my mom met. My mom taught the high school sunday school class at her church. My mom felt bad for this girl ( we will call her J) because she didn't have a very good relationship with her own parents who were divorced. So, my mom did a lot with her... took her out to eat, had her over to the house, took her places, etc. J was living with her own grandmother at the time. When my mom got sick I was living out of state. I went home with my daughter to be there for her that summer. During that summer J helped watch my daughter when I went to visit my mom in the hopsital. We got along really well and I loved her! After my mom recovered my Dad was still acting like a maniac and drinking more than ever. When my mom and J came to visit for Christmas, my mom decided that she had enough and told my dad who was still out of state that she was filing for divorce. My mom and J found a place to live together because J didn't want to live by herself and my mom didn't feel comfortable living by herself. She also didn't want to move out of state to live with me and my family even though I had offered.
Fast forward.... My dad sobers up, goes through therapy and after a year of VERY difficult conversations with him we now have a healthy father daughter relationship. My mom on the otherhand has limited interaction with me. She went from calling and talking to me every day to calling once a week, to hiding things that she was doing with J from me. She was supposed to move out to the same state as me and my family to be closer to my two children, but has decided now that she is going to stay where she is and live with J. She didn't feel comfortable living in the same state as her brother....because she feels like he talks to my dad too much and it would be uncomfortable for her. She hasn't communicated with my dad for 3 years... since she told him she wanted a divorce.
My mom and I have "talked" about how I feel that she has replaced me with J and doesn't want me as a daughter anymore. Her response (condensed because they were text messages and it would take forever to write word for word) was that she chooses to have J as a daughter just like she chose to have me as a daughter ( I am adopted). She said that she can be a mother to both of us. I told her that I wanted to have just her come out for Christmas because I feel like it's always her and J and I never get any time with just her. I never got to talk to just her on the phone or spend time with just her. She responded with it was either her and J for Christmas or neither of them... so she didn't come. Instead she and J went to the beach. She didn't call or text on Christmas to talk to me or the kids... my birthday is the day after Christmas... she didn't call or text. I had to text her after new years to ask if she was even still alive. I told her I would like to talk to her on the phone and her response was... not comfortable talking on the phone.. too emotional. I have tried to talk to J and told her that I feel like she took my mom away from me. She has her own mother, father, sisters, grandmother, etc . and now she has my mom as well. She didin't understand how I was feeling at all and said she feels like my mom is her mom too. She is always caling my mom Mamma on her facebook page.
BTW- my mother has no idea what is going on in my kids lives. She has no idea that my son is talking, that he just had surgery, that my daughter is excited to start kindergarten, that either one of them has been sick, or had something exciting happen to them. She has no idea what is going on in my life. I can't call her and ask for her advice when I'm upset or happy about something. She only talks to the kids when she's on skype, never me.
I don't know what else to say.. It's exhausting and emotional writing all of this. basically now our only communication is when she or J texts me on a friday and asks if they can skype with the kids on the weekend. That used to be every weekend, now it's only once a month if that. I feel like she doesn't understand how this is making me feel, but then again maybe she just doesn't care. I continued to let them skype with the kids because I didn't wan to be accused of not letting my mom have a relationship with her grandkids. Is this a relationship though. My daughter who is 5 won't even stay by the computer to talk to them. My son who is 14 months old has no idea who either one of them is. I just got a text from J (who I have tried to explain all of this to and got no help) asking if they could skype with the kids this weekend. I haven't heard from either of them for 3 weeks.... the last time they skyped with the kids.
I have been looking everywhere for a forum for adult children who are going through this same thing, but it's all for parents who are estranged from their children and don't want to be. I'm in the exact opposite situation.
I'm just so emotionally exhausted from this. Every time I get a text asking if they can skype I want to text them back and say no. Is that wrong? Should I just continue to let them talk to my kids on skype and that's it? Or do I cut all ties? I just don't know what to do. I would appreciate some feedback. My husband is beyond useless when I try to talk to him about this.
Thanks is advance... S


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Apologies for the lack of updates yesterday – I had a crazy day of travel, travel and more travel!
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|31 Jul 2011
Ctrl key "sticks"
I haven't figured out what triggers it, but sometimes (often after waking from hibernation??) my Ctrl key "sticks." The physical key isn't stuck, but the software thinks it is. I can't type non-Ctrl keys or do almost anything.
I used to see this occasionally with my previous (Vista) laptop. When that happened, I could often clear it up by hitting the Windows key, or Shift, or some other locking key. That doesn't seem to work with Win7. If it gets into this state, I have to reboot to clear it.
What causes this, and how can I prevent it?
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|31 Jul 2011
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Hello Gary,
It may be Sticky Keys doing this. In the Ease of Access Center under Make the keyboard easier to use, make sure that you have the Turn on Stick Keys and Turn on Sticky Keys when SHIFT is pressed five times boxes unchecked. Step 4 in the tutorial below can help show you more on this.
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Hope this helps,
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|31 Jul 2011
No, I don't think that's it. Sticky Keys wasn't turned on in the Ease of Access Center. I turned off everything that could possibly engage it, like hitting Shift 5 times. But I've seen that before, when I hit or held down a locking key, and the system always warns me that it's turning on the feature. This seemed to start by itself, without any warning.
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|04 Aug 2011
It just happened again. I was typing in a text editor, typed a few lines. Might have used the arrow keys. Then suddenly things weren't working right. Up/down arrow acted as scroll, at least in the editor I was using. Letter keys had CTRL modifiers. E.g. typing "f" in a text editor opened the Ctrl-F search dialog.
It definitely wasn't Sticky Keys. It happened without warning, and I couldn't clear it. I tried switching apps, sleeping the system, everything I could think of. Only rebooting fixed it.
EDIT: Aaaand, it just did it again, not 10 minutes after I rebooted to clear it the first time. This is getting REALLY REALLY annoying.
It's just barely possible this could be connected to the touchpad on my laptop. It causes the mouse to jump like crazy and do weird stuff (zoom the browser, Scrybe touch gestures, etc) when I'm typing. *Maybe* that does something to trigger it? But I'm 99% sure I've had this happen when I was using the laptop in my office, with an external keyboard and mouse, so I don't *think* it's the touchpad.
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|26 Aug 2012
I've just started having the same problem you describe. This is on a relatively new (couple of weeks old) Samsung Series 9 laptop, which also occasionally has flaky touchpad behavior. I had a lot of trouble figuring out what was going wrong at first, and even rebooted more than once (full power down too) without clearing the problem. But then I figured out that it was acting like the CTRL key was stuck, and now I find that I can clear it by tapping the CTRL key (perhaps a few times, perhaps holding it slightly longer).
It's been over a year since you posted - have you found the source of the problem? We're running exactly the same OS version, what hardware are you using?
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|09 Oct 2012
Windows 7 Professinal 32bit
hii, anyone can fixed problem above?
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Hi everyone,
Do you have autohotkey? It's a great little program that lets you define your own keyboard shortcuts.
However, I have experienced the problem myself, and I discovered that it went away when I disabled autohotkey. Then I went and tweaked in my "code" in the program a little bit, reenabled it, and it seems to be working better now.
I don't know for sure that it's this program doing it, but it would make sense in my case becuase I have a lot of custom shortcuts involving the ctrl, alt, and windows keys (the ones that seem to get stuck in my case)
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|28 Oct 2012
@palewine: it certainly is reasonable to suspect AutoHotkey in your case, but I have never had it installed on this computer. So it can't be the common element behind the problems described in this thread.
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|28 Oct 2012
Windows 7 Home Premium 64bit
Perhaps the key isn't physically stuck, but there is a short on one of your ctrl. keys. Try a USB keyboard and see if the problem is still happening.
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if you run into that problem, you can hit Ctrl + Alt + Pause/Break
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I Need to Start Over & A Winner
39 comments:
- firstname.lastname@example.com said...
Such a gorgeous home!!! xo Kristin
- July 29, 2013 at 7:35 AM
- Katie {Miss Dixie} said...
Melting over all of the blue and white....so happy Pam won!
- July 29, 2013 at 7:36 AM
- mrs. V | Chez V said...
you crack me up.
- July 29, 2013 at 7:50 AM
- Julia | Pawleys Island Posh said...
first of all, the house is gorge. Just move in.
Second, that is genius about the bake sale. GENIUS! I completely plan to do this trick once I'm roped into the world of school and fundraisers!
- July 29, 2013 at 7:50 AM
- Brittany Liljeqvist said...
Fabulous house!!
- July 29, 2013 at 8:01 AM
- Nancy {at} powellbrower at home said...
I agree. When I saw that house and interior I about died. It is absolutely perfect. And the back view of that house, oh my, amazing. Will that architecture look good in Florida???
Your home is beautiful though, don't beat yourself up!
xo Nancy
- July 29, 2013 at 8:16 AM
- Junell said...
That table would be easy for you to replicate. Find a table you like on CL & bleach it! I bleached some chairs & waxed them & walla! Here they are;
- July 29, 2013 at 8:27 AM
- StagerLinda said...
Fabulous house! I completely get it--my friends eyes glaze over when I talk about redecorating or being on the hunt for the perfect table.
- July 29, 2013 at 8:39 AM
- Suburban Charm said...
Oh my! The house is just incredible. I do that all of the time...finish a room and then see one I think I like better! Just beautiful...I agree it's perfect!
- July 29, 2013 at 8:40 AM
- Lobster Meets Peach said...
Such a beautiful home. Love all the blue and white! And I am sure you would not be surprised to hear that I do still bake for Bake-Sales;)
- July 29, 2013 at 9:02 AM
- pam {simple details} said...
Yay!!! Thank you, Linda! Yes, I'll use every bit of it, and fill everyone in along the way! :)
As for feeling the need to start over, it occurs daily when I open Pinterest!
- July 29, 2013 at 9:24 AM
- Kris @ Driven by Décor said...
Fabulous house and I love that kitchen table too. I've been looking for the same thing (also non-RH) for our new kitchen for under $1000 with no success. The closest I've found is one at Z Gallerie but shipping is $310! Let me know if you find one!
- July 29, 2013 at 9:24 AM
- Albertina M. Cisneros said...
Amazing home!! Its all kinds of dreamy!!! This viasual pinterest world we live in is terrible for peeking curiosity no?
- July 29, 2013 at 9:26 AM
- Karen Albert said...
Linda it is a perfect home!! I love every room! Congrats to Pam!
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- July 29, 2013 at 9:47 AM
- The Pink Pagoda said...
Absolutely gorgeous, I love every bit of it! We don't have bake sales at my daughter's school thank goodness!
- July 29, 2013 at 11:13 AM
- Carrie @ Cosy Carolina Interiors said...
I could so live there. That's my kind of bake sale tip! ;) And congratulations to Pam!!
- July 29, 2013 at 11:15 AM
- Hena Tayeb said...
OMG.. that is gorgeous..absolutely gorgeous.
ha! I heard about the bake sale tip from someone on tv.. it's a good tip.
- July 29, 2013 at 11:33 AM
- Jessica said...
Beautiful home! I feel like I need to start over with my decorating a lot. Maybe that's why I move so much.
Love the cookie idea! I used to bake for that stuff, but I don't bake for other people anymore since we got a dog. No matter how much we clean there's always hair around. Gross.
- July 29, 2013 at 12:00 PM
- home before dark said...
Maybe this house will call you up! Too funny. And, yes, to the bake sale trick. When I was working and had child in school and no time, I'd frost a Sara Lee pound cake with chocolate ganache and call it it DONE!
- July 29, 2013 at 12:35 PM
- Andrea said...
That home is GORGEOUS!!! But yours is every bit as beautiful!! I know how you feel... I totally have design ADD.
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- July 29, 2013 at 1:10 PM
- Elisa of Fancy Free Me said...
First of all, you totally need that decor. Secondly, I'm totally rocking your cookie tip next time. Just makes sense ;)
- July 29, 2013 at 2:00 PM
- marlene said...
Absolutely beautiful. I love it!!!
- July 29, 2013 at 2:06 PM
- Stacey {steward of design} said...
That home is so wonderful! I am smitten.
- July 29, 2013 at 3:12 PM
- Vel Criste said...
Congratulations Pam! And as for this house Linda? It is absolutely gorgeous, I can see why you 'fell' for it! There's nothing NOT to love! But before you go and change your style all together make sure you've seen equally fantastic homes in all sorts of style and then decide! :-)
- July 29, 2013 at 3:30 PM
- Sandy at You May Be Wandering said...
Absolutely gorgeous, Linda...Maybe you should build a house like this in Florida!
- July 29, 2013 at 3:31 PM
- ingrid@nowathomemom said...
OK! I decided, I will decorate my living room white and blue! :-) I love this house :-) dreaming right now! wish you a great week Linda!
- July 29, 2013 at 4:31 PM
- Calypso In The Country said...
Gorgeous home...and yes now I want to redecorate everything in mine! I need to use your bake sale trick...I get roped into too many of those fundraisers!
- July 29, 2013 at 6:29 PM
- Lauren (The Cottage Mix) said...
Just gorgeou. I want those barstools!! Hope your week got off to a good start :)
- July 29, 2013 at 7:43 PM
- Karen at Home Sweet Hollywood said...
Seriously lol at "I can't have this conversation with my every day friends". Right?! They DO think we're nuts and they just don't get us.
Yes, of course this happens to me and it both excites me and scares the crap out of me. So exciting to see something that you LOVE and makes you rethink everything, but terrifying to think that your very happiness may now depend on spending a lot of money to change things.
I've actually considered going cold turkey and not looking at anything designer-ish once I finish decorating my new place. Haha...yeah right.
P.S. this is one gorgeous home you've found...you two could be very happy together :)
- July 29, 2013 at 10:11 PM
- Stacey said...
Congrats to the winner and that's a very beautiful home! I am so grateful for my virtual peeps, because they "get" my obsessions, etc.
- July 29, 2013 at 10:46 PM
- firstname.lastname@example.com said...
You are hysterical. love this post. I know you can find a table like that on CL and then just strip it. Thanks for the tip about school bake sales. The first one I contributed to I spent hours and lots of money working on them, decorating them and then packaging in cute little bags with tags and ribbons. i thought I was really going to be bringing in a little extra money with my effort. Imagine my horror when I saw that everything was priced the same .50
Your house is gorgeous and you don't need to start over. Wait a day or two--your whim will change :)
- July 30, 2013 at 3:41 AM
- Kim said...
well, you have said it all! I have want to change daily ... and you are right there are so many who just look at me as if I have stated something terribly absurd!! xo
- July 30, 2013 at 8:47 AM
- Bethany [at] Powell Brower Home said...
omigosh linda - i barely know you and i know this is your dream home!! LOL :) id buy your baked goods if it will help you raise money :)
- July 30, 2013 at 10:35 AM
- stephanie said...
love that house in all of it's blue and white glory!
- July 30, 2013 at 4:00 PM
- Andrea said...
Oh my goodness! I live 5 minutes from this house and I frequently go out of my way to drive past it! I've never seen the inside, but I knew it would be gorgeous. The exterior look even better in person if you can believe it. It takes my breath away it's so fabulous.
- July 31, 2013 at 12:45 AM
- Andrea said...
By the way, thanks so much for posting this beauty!
- July 31, 2013 at 12:46 AM
- Barbara Matson said...
What a home! As for the bake sales - why kill yourself to bake..I like your idea!
- July 31, 2013 at 11:10 AM
- Taylor said...
I can't handle it.... the outside and the inside are seriously my dream home. soooo gorgeous.
- July 31, 2013 at 2:23 PM
- Lisa Hamel said...
Just remember, once you move to Florida, you DO get to start decorating all over. : )
At first, I actually thought this post WAS about your future Florida home, and that was a picture of a real-estate listing! Wouldn't it be lovely if we could all afford to live in houses like that? Swoon.
- August 1, 2013 at 5:50 PM


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Ride a bike and be safe!
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LOL. Thank you for the compliment. She humors me with whatever I ask because she loves me. But there is a reason one ear is out of the helmet!
– Corri Gryting Gutzman
Thank you! She is a sweetie, and she humors my photography addiction. :)
– Corri Gryting Gutzman
This is just too cute!! :)
Thank you!!! I am pretty lucky to have her.
– Corri Gryting Gutzman
Mia is a great spokesdog/posterdog for bikers…maybe one day she will add a message about texting while driving..for road warriors…heh?? Thanx Mia for all you hard work in keeping us and our children safe!
Mia said to thank you for your comments on her photos. She is always happy to help, and loves it when people send her messages.
Her business manager has lined up some spots for safe kayaking and boating messages. Perhaps the safe driving messages will come next. The difficulty is she has not obtained her own driving license yet, but we are attempting to work around that. Thank you for your interest and comments! ;)
– Corri Gryting Gutzman
Thank you for the compliment and for taking time to look. :)
– Corri Gryting Gutzman