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Rangers-A's game draws highest local TV rating of the year
Cliff Lee appears to be to Rangers TV ratings what the Cowboys are to NFL ratings.
The Rangers set a new season ratings record on Fox Sports Southwest during Tuesday's win over the A's. The 6.1 also won the night for the cable network, topping all the local stations.
The season best had been the 5.9 posted for last Thursday's victory over the Angels. The pitcher in that 3-2 win? Cliff Lee. See a pattern?
If this keeps up, maybe, just maybe, someone in the Rangers new ownership will take notice and think about re-signing the Rangers ratings magnet. Nothing like a fast-paced game to keep eyeballs glued to the set.
See if you've heard this one recently. The Rangers set a new season high for their Fox Sports Southwest ratings during Tuesday night's extra-inning 3-1 victory the A's.
Cliff Lee's masterful performance aided by Nellie Cruz's walk-off home run scored a 6.1 rating in Dallas-Fort Worth. That topped last Thursday's 5.9 earned in beating the Angels. Guess who pitched that night in the 3-2 victory. If you said Cliff Lee, you'd be correct. See a pattern?
The 6.1 rating translates into 155,208 homes. The final 30 minutes of the game scored an 8.0 rating, which is 203,552 homes. The game peaked at 8.3 (211,185 homes) from 9:45-10 p.m.
The 6.1 also won the night for Fox Sports Southwest. The cable network topped all the over-the-air entries. Channel 5 pulled a 5.3 followed by Channel 11 (4.8), Channel 4 (4.0) and Channel 8 (3.8). It even beat Spanish-language Channel 23 (4.3).
The game also ranks fourth on Fox Sports Southwest all-time Rangers ratings.behind a 6.9 on Sept. 16, 1998 vs. the Angels; 6.4 on May 21, 2004 vs. the New York Yankees; and 6.2 on Aug. 23, 1998 vs. the Yankees.

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Penguins notebook: Malkin to miss 2nd straight game Saturday
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Penguins star Evgeni Malkin strolled through the locker room at Southpointe on Friday displaying no apparent signs of a limp.
Still, a "lower-body" injury to Malkin is causing enough problems that the center won't play when the Penguins take on the Bruins in an Eastern Conference showdown Saturday at TD Garden.
Coach Dan Bylsma said Malkin remains "day-to-day" and offered no indication the injury is serious.
After Saturday's game in Boston, the Penguins play at home Monday against Columbus before having three days off.
Malkin was injured at some point during Thursday's morning skate, immediately prompting the Penguins to announce he wouldn't play against the Sharks. The 27-year-old center was enjoying one of the hottest stretches of his career before the injury with 19 points in his previous nine games. Malkin has scored a point in 15 of his past 16 games.
Good news, bad news
The Penguins received mixed results on the injury front, aside from Malkin.
Right wing Pascal Dupuis was injured in the second period against San Jose — neither the specific nature of the injury nor the cause has been made available — and did not return. The injury took place one shift after Dupuis scored to give the Penguins a 1-0 lead.
Bylsma said Dupuis will travel with the Penguins to Boston, an indication that the veteran will attempt to play against the Bruins.
The news wasn't so good for forward Andrew Ebbett.
Bylsma said Ebbett, recently called up from Wilkes-Barre/Scranton and playing effectively on the third line with center Brandon Sutter, suffered a broken ankle while blocking a shot against San Jose. There is no timetable for his return.
Zolnierczyk recalled
The Penguins coaching staff was pleased with Harry Zolnierczyk's work during a cameo stint earlier this season. The forward will get another look because of the team's injury situation.
Zolnierczyk, whose speed and tenacity have many in the organization convinced he can be a regular NHL player as an energy-driven fourth-liner, met the team in Boston on Friday.
One of the bright spots in Wilkes-Barre/Scranton's strong start, Zolnierczyk has scored nine goals in 18 AHL games this season.
Skating with 66
The Mario Lemieux Foundation announced that fans are invited to attend games during Lemieux's fantasy hockey camp Jan. 4 at Consol Energy Center.
And there will be good reason for fans to attend.
In an extremely rare on-ice appearance, Lemieux, 48, will play in at least one of the games. Tickets for the event cost $15 and are good for both games.
Fans may order tickets by calling the Penguins ticket office.
Around the boards
The Penguins moved the starting time of their practice up about 30 minutes Friday so their plane could depart for Boston before inclement weather struck Western Pennsylvania. … Injured defenseman Rob Scuderi and injured left wing Tanner Glass skated before practice as they continue to rehabilitate their respective injuries. … Defenseman Brooks Orpik did not practice Friday but is expected to play in Boston.
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The Stone
"So tell me, doctor, am I fifty two years old or one hundred and two years old?"
"Chronologically, you're one hundred and two, physiologically, you're fifty four. You did age physiologically two years while you were hibernating these last fifty years, which falls well within the acceptable range. As we expected, you emerged physically very fit, and we're happy to report, also apparently mentally fit. Actually, that's what took so long. After the first four years you had told us all we needed to know for the space travel part of the experiment, which was devoted mainly to learning how to develop equipment that would keep the body exercised and fit. But we had made a deal with you to try to replace or repair damaged neurons in you brain. Working out how to do the neuron work took a lot longer than anybody had anticipated though we did, finally, succeed. Because of you, people all over the world with brain diseases can now be effectively treated, thankfully in a much shorter time than it took for you."
My day had begun a few minutes ago with the doctor smiling as he extended his hand. "Welcome back, traveler. "Thanks, doctor. I'm glad to be back but I expected to see Dr. Augustine."
"Dr Augustine, to whom all space travelers are indebted for his pioneering work, has been dead for . . . twenty three years now. A great man. I'm Dr. Johnson and I've been watching over you twenty two years. I'm glad to finally get to talk with you."
"Just how long was I out of if?"
"Fifty two years. I'm on the second team to look after you."
"Fifty two years? Amazing. Now what?"
"We already know that you're physically ok. We'll give you a battery of mental tests then you'll be free to go. Although having been out of circulation for half a century, it may take you an adjustment period before you're ready to go anywhere."
After a long day of testing and working puzzles Johnson said, "It took a bit longer than we expected, but we are happy to report that the treatment was completely successful. According to the tests you are actually somewhat smarter than you were when the experiment started, although it is possible that you had already lost a little ground. While we were at it, we gave you a pair of 20/10 eyes."
So this was how it had all worked out. Not what I had expected, but then, what had I expected? At any rate, the adventure had ended with me still on the green side of the grass, which wasn't a sure thing when I started and certainly a better outcome than I was headed for when I first went to my doctor some fifty years ago.
"I'm sorry to say, Mr. Carson that the suspicions that brought you here were correct, you are suffering from early stage brain disease. " the doctor had said. "As you probably already know, we don't know how to repair damaged neurons nor can we do anything to stop the disease from progressing. There is, however, a slight ray of hope in your case I've discussed it with Dr. Augustine, who may be able to help you, and made an appointment for you for this afternoon."
"Thank you doctor. It's not what I hoped to hear, but it's what I expected.
I was surprised to find that Dr. Augustine's office was in the Space Center. Still, considering my situation, what did I care where his office was?
"I'm sure you're wondering how our paths intersect," said Dr. Augustine, "after all, you have a degenerative brain disease and I'm interested in human space travel. The connection is not immediately obvious, so I'll explain. In a few years we will be planting a colony on Mars. This will mean transporting a significant number of people. People who will be consuming lot of air and food and who will be transmitting diseases to each other because no matter what we do, somebody will come aboard with a virus or bacteria that we didn't detect. One way to mitigate both problems would be to put everybody except the crew in suspended animation at very low temperature. This will slow down all the metabolic processes reducing the consumption of air and stores and will also limit the transmission of disease. At least that's the theory."
"Sounds reasonable to me but where do I fit in?"
"At fifty two you are relatively young and still physically very fit. Except for a few neurons, you are also mentally fit. That means that you are still able to understand and give informed consent to our proposal and we'll be able to test your mental ability at the beginning of the experiment What we propose is to put you in suspended animation for a few years during which we will learn how to repair your neurons"
"We'll get to see how our suspended animation protocol works and you'll get your brain repaired, with the side benefit that your therapy will also work for other people. We'll be killing two birds with one stone. If you agree, you will be that stone."
"What have I got to lose? I'll put my affairs in order and say my goodbyes, in case things don't work out, and we'll get on with it."
"We were hoping you'd agree because you would be an ideal candidate, but you'll need to act fairly expeditiously. You need to be able to give informed consent and with your disease that window will close fairly rapidly"
We discussed a few more details and, believing that time was not on my side, a week later I was back at the Space Center. The last thing I remember before seeing Johnson was the anesthesiologist saying, "count back from 100"
"100, 99, 98, 97. . ."
A nurse came in and asked if there was anything I wanted.
"I'd like to see a newspaper
She looked at me. "Newspaper? I don't think we have anything like that.." Then she smiled brightly. "I remember my grandmother telling me about them. It was how you got the news, wasn't it? We don't have them anymore. Now we get all our news on our personal coms." She took a small object from her pocket. "This is my com. Everybody has one. Of course, we have a bigger version on the wall. I'll show you how to use it."
I spent the next hour looking at the com. It was amazing how much the world had changed. I wondered how I would ever be able to catch up and fit in.
Dr. Johnson walked in. "How is it going?"
"As well as could be expected, I guess. But from looking at the com for the last hour or so I don't see how I'm ever going to fit in. This isn't the world I left. I don't know anybody in this world and I don't have any skills. I suppose that my children are still alive but they'll be older than me and we won't know each other. I feel like I would be exploring a new planet."
"Quite so. But you won't be as alone as you think." He pressed a button on his own com. The door opened and the same nurse ushered in a smiling woman. I looked at her and couldn't believe what I was \seeing. There was this woman, obviously older but trim and fit and put together. She looked almost like my wife did when we said goodbye, only better. I was speechless. How did they do that.?
She walked up, threw her arms around my neck and kissed me. "Agatha?"
"It's really me, Bobby. Are you glad to see me?"
I didn't say anything. I just grabbed her and kissed her and held her tight. "I guess you are, but let me breathe, big boy."
Johnson said, "We'll leave you two alone. You've got some catching up to do."
"You got here just in time. I'd been looking at the com on the wall and beginning to think that it had all been a big mistake. I had thought that I'd wake up in the world I left. I should have known better but I guess I wasn't thinking straight. Boy! Am I glad to see you." I hugged her again.
"How did this happen?" I asked.
"I know you told me to get a divorce and remarry. I thought about it. It seemed like the sensible thing to do. But I could never bring myself to do it, knowing that you were still alive. I'd come out every now and Augustine would let me look at you through the window. The machines were exercising you and you looked good. As time went on I noticed that I was not only getting old but looking old. Augustine was always very cordial and I told him that I didn't want you to come out, youthful, fit and vigorous and find a frail old lady. We had always, I told him, wanted to grow old together and you were staying young while I grew old. Just before he retired, I asked him if he could put me in suspended animation and bring me out when you came out. The idea had never occurred to him but he agreed to think about it. I came back a couple of weeks later and he told me that it could be done. He thought he could justify it scientifically by saying that I would be a 'control', It was, he said, a bit of a stretch on the concept of 'control' but he thought he could sneak it by."
"I went home," she continued, and discussed it with the kids. They were all grown and married, you've got some neat grandkids. It took the kids a while but finally they agreed that it was my life. And here I am. Suspended animation here is better than any health spa. They work you out and you don't even know it. I came out in better shape than when I in. We can explore this strange new world together."
"First," I said, "we've got some catching up to do," I said, grabbing her.
Agatha giggled.
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What: "Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street"
When: 7:30 p.m. Feb. 15; 3 p.m. Feb. 17; 7:30 p.m. Feb. 21-22; 3 p.m. Feb. 24
Where: Roland Hayes Concert Hall, UTC Fine Arts Center, 752 Vine St.
Admission: $15-$20
Phone: 425-4269
A razor gleams. An oven glows. What in the devil is happening on Fleet Street?
The UTC Theatre Company will kick off its spring season with the story of "Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street," on Friday, Feb. 15. The musical thriller is co-produced by the UTC Opera.
With music and lyrics by Stephen Sondheim and libretto by Hugh Wheeler, the production tells the story of Benjamin Barker, who was wrongly convicted and banished to Australia. When he returns to England, he is Sweeney Todd, the demon barber seeking vengeance for his dead wife and lost daughter.
The story, says director Steve Ray, "strikes at the heart of something that is true about human nature, how our desire for power or revenge can poison and destroy us."
The UTC production will be "high spectacle, but with a twist, as if a fancy Victorian aesthetic meets Artaud's Theatre of Cruelty," he says. "It will be confrontational, beautiful and, hopefully, cathartic."
The cast of singers and actors has been drawn from both the Music Department and Theatre Department. The Music Department also is providing the orchestra, and the Theatre Department is in charge of design elements.
Perry Ward is musical director.


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Dentures A New Smile for You
All of us were born with perfect teeth, but food, accident, aging are able to ruin the perfection of our teeth. If such thing happens, then simple thing like smiling becomes the hardest thing to do. Therefore, dentures procedure was made, to give the missing teeth back and of course to give the smile back. Dentures a new smile ning is a process to replace the missing teeth by taking the damaged teeth and its tissues and replace it with the artificial one. Dentures are divided into two types: partial and complete dentures. The partial dentures are done if there are only some missing teeth, but complete dentures are done if all the teeth need to be fixed and replaced.
On the partial dentures, dentist will put a crown on the teeth to hold the artificial teeth. After that, the spaces on the missing teeth are filled with pasta or artificial teeth. After the process has done, the artificial teeth will look like the real teeth. On the complete dentures a new smile ning, dentist will remove all the teeth first. After that, dentist will make a copy of the gum shape, so the artificial teeth suit the gum perfectly. There are two methods available the immediate and conventional method. On the immediate dentures, soon after the teeth are removed, artificial teeth can be attached, while on the conventional dentures, patients should wait more than eight weeks until the artificial teeth are ready.
Dentures a new smile ning is very beneficial for seniors and people who have to lose their teeth because of accident, medical problems, and many others. Not only giving an aesthetic function, the dentures are giving a comfort when chewing as well. How much dentures cost? Well, it is varied, depends on the number of artificial teeth needed and materials used for the artificial teeth.
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April 18, 2008
Neddy Martinez, a native of Pasco, Wash., and senior at Pasco High School, has signed a letter of intent with the Eastern Washington University women's golf team for the 2008-09 season, head coach Marc Hughes announced.
"She is one of the best players in the CBL, and I think she is going to play right away for us because of her strong work ethic," Hughes said. "She is also an upbeat person in general who brings with her good vibes and karma. That's a good trait for a golfer, and Eastern is really fortunate to have Neddy coming our way."
Martinez has earned impressive accolades throughout her high school career with the Bulldogs. She was named the Tri-City Herald's All-Area Most Valuable Player her freshman and junior seasons and earned mention to the first team as a sophomore. She was a member of the Big 9 Conference's first team her initial two years of play before earning Columbia Basin League Player of the Year accolades as a junior.
The third-year team captain has a pair of district tournament titles under her belt (Big 9 as a freshman and CBL as a junior) to go with a fourth-place Big 9 finish her sophomore campaign. She had her best showing at the state tournament that sophomore season, when she placed third at Hangman Valley Golf Course in Spokane.
She also has had some impressive performances at Washington Junior Golf Association tournaments, finishing eighth in 2005, third in 2006 and 13th in 2007.
"I am really excited about Neddy," Hughes said. "She's one of those people who will be very easy to manage because she keeps an orderly house, so to speak, with all phases of her life. She will be a great addition to our program."


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Mike Jay and Ben Kenny (front) discuss city issues with county commissioners during a meeting on Tuesday, June 8, 2013. / Chike Erokwu / News-Messenger
FREMONT — Members of a city development group met with Sandusky County commissioners Wednesday to discuss issues concerning the growth and expansion of the city.
Fremont Economic Development Director Mike Jay and WSOS Community Development Coordinator Ben Kenny sat down with commissioners on behalf of the BIG Fremont initiative.
The two asked commissioners to weigh in on a number of topics, including the citys projected growth, strengths weaknesses and upcoming challenges.
Commissioner Dan Polter suggested the loans the city took out to pay for the construction of the citys water treatment facility as well as a projected hike in sewer rates are among the chief concerns Fremont will face in the foreseeable future.
Is that going to scare away manufacturing? Polter asked. Is that going to scare away residents? Somehow, that bill has to be paid and if you have a dwindling population base, that means more burden will be put on the people that stay here.
Commissioner Terry Thatcher agreed. He said city water bills have increased over the years, but even with the increases, water bills still are in line with what residents in similar-sized counties pay.
Sandusky County as a whole is a pretty cheap place to live, he said.
While water issues remain at the forefront of city issues, Commissioner Matt Damschroder said a decrease in funding from state and federal governments will continue to impact the city in upcoming years.
We are trying to provide essential services between police, fire, water and sewer on (decreased budgets), he said.
All three commissioners shared positive thoughts on ongoing events and organizations within the city.
Thatcher said the city has a strong tourism base, which includes the Rutherford B. Hayes Presidential Center and the attractions centered around the Sandusky County Historical Jail and Dungeon. He said he has heard from people outside the county about the popularity of the tours and suggested that may be one of several jewels the city can look toward developing.
The more of that you can do, the better, Thatcher said.
Polter suggested the dungeon tours, which are in the same building the commissioners turned into office space, have the unintended benefit of granting visitors a look into county government administration.
A lot of people view government as an agency thats so removed from everybody else, Polter said. If you allow people into your offices like the jail tours, it paints government in a different light.
When asked to forecast the future of Fremont, commissioners provided a number of growth ideas including the utilization of the Sandusky River for recreation, increased residential housing in downtown Fremont and an eventual consolidation of county law enforcement.
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The squirrels are eating everything!
By Dominique Bayne on Oct 13, 2009
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Everywhere you look in the gardens is a squirrel eating something, burying something to eat later, or fighting another squirrel over food. Much as they can be annoying to gardeners I have to admit they are kind of photogenic...


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This little PCI slot cooler helps cool a hot - but often neglected - part of your PC by blowing hot air directly out of the back of the case.
Review Posted For The Vizo Propeller System Cooler
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This little PCI slot cooler helps cool a hot - but often neglected - part of your PC by blowing hot air directly out of the back of the case.
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Two recognizable York County names are competing for an open seat on the Common Pleas bench Nov. 5, with a retired U.S. congressman and a sitting judge vying for the position.
While both are Republicans, they cross-filed for the primary. Both made it to the November race because retired 19th Congressional District Rep. Todd Platts won the Republican slot on the ballot and Judge Michael Flannelly took the Democratic position.
Flannelly: Flannelly said he has been in the practice of law for more than 30 years, much of that time spent doing trial work and litigation.
He was York County's solicitor for more than seven years, doing litigation and working on issues related to children and youth services, the York County Prison and the various other areas
that make up county government, he said.
Flannelly has held the position for which he's running since July 2012, having been appointed after Judge Chuck Patterson died unexpectedly.
He has spent more than a year already handling the cases and doing the job, he said, which makes him uniquely qualified for the position, he said.
A poll of members of the York County Bar Association showed 82 percent, or 261 members, saying Flannelly is "highly qualified," and an additional 13 percent, or 40 members, saying he is "qualified" for the position.
The candidate said being judge has been an aspiration of his for several years, and it requires a combination of fairness, integrity and legal skills. The job suits his temperament and abilities, he said.
Flannelly said he has also always had an interest in working with children, teaching Sunday school and working with youth at his church, in youth sports and in Scouting organizations.
He said he's "interested in helping kids have a better life" and, as a juvenile delinquencies judge, he has tailored case dispositions to meet the needs of the child.
With the input of other offices in the judicial system, he said, a judge "can effectuate an outcome for the kid that hopefully holds the kid accountable but steers the kid in the right direction."
Platts: Platts has spent 20 years as a lawmaker, serving eight years in the state House and 12 years in Congress.
He said he was the first person tapped to be appointed to fill Patterson's seat in 2011, but he declined because he wanted to seek election to the bench, not be appointed, and he wanted to finish his congressional term.
Congress was also in the middle of the reapportionment process, and leaving the district open during that time could have meant his district would be "carved up for the benefit of other districts, and I wanted York County to remain a base for the congressional district," he said.
Platts said being the incumbent might carry certain advantages, but he has been exercising the same skill sets as a judge over his decades as a legislator.
Judges must be the decision-makers in the courtroom, hearing the facts presented and ensuring the law is applied in a fair and impartial manner, he said.
As a legislator, he was called upon to make informed decisions about everything from medical issues to the nation's defense, he said.
"I have used my legal education every day for the past 20 years, in a different way," he said. If elected, he'll be helping to adjudicate the laws he helped write, he said.
While Flannelly scored higher with the Bar Association, Platts was endorsed by both the White Rose Lodge 15, made of York City officers, and York County Lodge 73, which includes officers from numerous departments across the county, he said.
If elected, Platts would be very active in the community, using his networks for judicial purposes such as building the volunteer staff of court-appointed special advocates for children who are abused or neglected, he said. There aren't currently enough of them, so some children have to go without, he said.
Platts said he would also like to be involved in the county's treatment courts, diversionary programs that place an emphasis on treatment for addictions and other afflictions to reduce the recidivism rates and save taxpayers money by helping participants avoid jail time.
He served on the county's treatment court advisory board this year, he said.
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Age: 57
Home: Spring Garden Township
Education: Undergraduate from College of Wooster, 1978, Wake Forest School of Law, 1982
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Home: Spring Garden Township
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An online journal about visual art, the urban landscape and design. Mary Louise Schumacher, the Journal Sentinel's art and architecture critic, leads the discussion and a community of writers contribute to the dialogue.
Weird, wonderful science
Lynn Tomaszewski transforms data-rich subjects -- DNA sequences, maps of the universe, the content of political speeches, among other heaps of information -- into sensuous, mixed-media objects.
I first encountered her work some years ago at one of the Destination shows that the Milwaukee Artist Resource Network used to put on (what happened to those?). It was a giant swirl of paper that you could walk right into, functioning in a way not unlike a Richard Serra piece, even though he uses steel and she paper. The scroll-like form was covered with pin-pricked holes and lit from behind. It gave new meaning and beauty to the raw data that dictated its patterning.
Abuot a year ago, I caught up with Lynn's work at what was then the brand new UA Gallery in the rear of the Urban Accents boutique, 159 N. Broadway. What at first looked like silhouetted figures in her paintings was -- upon very close inspection -- minute numbers, letters, lines and dots of paint so perfectly round that you could mistake them for beads. They were stunning (see detail, left).
Tonight, Lynn's work goes on view once again, this time at Temporary Contemporary, 2469 S. Kinnickinnic Ave., (in the old Avalon Theater building). A new video, "You are Made of Stars," which will be on view, is described by the gallery as depicting the "constant movement underlying our existence, the distant result of the big bang that generated all the existing matter in the universe."
The opening is tonight from 6 to 9 p.m. I'm planning to be there with a friend, and it'd be great to see you all there. Lynn's work, incidentally, will be shown with the work of Tiffany Knopow, who I am unfamiliar with.
Here is a slideshow of Lynn's work from the UA show last year. It doesn't do justice to the work, which you really have to lay eyes on.
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Gage peered through the tangle of wires and boxes from above, watching as the red and purple spotlights moved across the half naked bodies writhing and grinding in the otherwise dim light on the cheap black linoleum floor.
Dancing, he harrumphed, one side of his mouth lifting up humorlessly. Just a scrap of fabric was keeping most of them from fucking right there. He had to correct himself mentally, that wasn't fabric. That was plastic, leather at best. All of it held together with industrial sized zippers or metal hoops and chains, the same sort that pieced the skin of the bodies below.
Though he appreciated their enthusiasm for the pain that came with the puncturing of skin, along with the endless hours spent beneath the fine point of a needle to imbed that ink under their skin, he couldn't actually see the appeal. Why bother marring your body in such a permanent way when the body itself was so temporary? It wasn't like those embellishments would carry over to the afterlife.
He would know.
Pity though that the club's security, hiding in plain view amongst the crowd, knew what was doing and did well to keep the bump and grind routine from turning into full out penetration. Just such an action would make his boss very happy. Public sex acts, voyeurism. God in all His righteous indignation may have turned a blind eye to certain acts of debauchery in this modern age, but these were not monogamous- if not committed- relationships He made that acceptation for. These were mortals with so little ethics that they would take another in full view of others, uncaring what eyes, or hands even, would join in the fun. No, He wouldn't take them into His kingdom.
Just like the pathetic man currently whimpering from his perch about ten feet behind where Gage stood. When his life was over, it was over. No bright lights and pearly gates for him like he had been taught to believe.
His like were common, petty thugs, all words no actions, lots of smaller sins on their souls that would guarantee them a trip "downstairs", disposable mortals really unless they had information to barter. And though this one did have the information Gage needed, there was nothing he was willing to give the man in return, not even his life.
He just didn't know that yet.
"Point him out," Gage's rough voice rumbled from him, his low tone making it to the man's ears despite the heavy thrumming of music.
It was a blend of trance and house music that was to be expected of a night club of this caliber, just as much as the X and meth that was being passed around to no concern of those same security guards. Of course not, because the same person cutting their paychecks was cutting the drugs as well.
One would think with the amount of money the owner was making off his tax free endeavors he could afford something other than the drums of black paint used to decorate the place. But no, everything was black, from the bar tops and stools tucked neatly into the alcove beneath the VIP section, to the vinyl booths and laminate tables in front of them lining the wall opposite. Anything that could have been met with human hands was thick with years of layers, the cinderblock walls, the hand rails, the metal pipes acting as the divider between dance floor and lounge area.
Even the majority of the lights were "black" lights, lending an eerie purple glow to the corners that were otherwise untouched from the rotating spotlights. Highlighting the acts, both legal and not, with an alien quality in the most secluded of areas.
Only the patrons in their day glow and barely there…costumes- because calling those clothes would really be an insult to all those fine retailers around the world- imparted any variations to the otherwise dark scheme.
But, that was most likely the idea now wasn't it?
"H-h-he's over there," the man jutted his chin out as he clung to his support, "the one in the middle of the table."
Gage closed his eyes and pulled a frustrated breath through his nose as he gripped the steel support beside him with lethal force. He knew the exact moment when he had lost all patience for the human, when he had literally scared the piss out of him at their meeting. But, he was the one who had the information he needed. So for a few more unfortunate moments he would have to suffer his company.
"Where's Vaughn," Gage had asked the man when he found him earlier, leaning against the doorframe of some rundown apartment building only a few miles from here.
He knew the answer was never going to be that easy because of Rodney's stereotypical tough guy façade. Humans and their bravado, their drive to be defiant, to act against any kind of authority meant it was never that easy. Gage smiled at that thought, how quickly he had proved it to be just that, a façade, an act. Rodney could have claimed it was out of loyalty to the man who employed him and as such refuse to talk against him. Or even that it was greed that kept his lips sealed because information had a price. And if he put up a fight it would put a higher price tag on the information, making it seem more pertinent.
But it was neither of those reasons he wouldn't speak against Vaughn. No it was the same motivation Gage would be forced to use on him to get him to speak.
Rodney knew Vaughn would kill him if he spoke against the man, and valuing his sorry excuse for a "life" was the only reason he wouldn't give him up.
Or so he thought. Gage wasn't going to leave that rundown stretch of town or its horrid stench of dirty humans and excrement until Rodney told him where Vaughn was.
Or he killed him, whichever came first. But the problem with that most tempting of ideas was that it meant Gage would have to start from scratch again, and he was growing horridly bored on this earth as it was.
"Who's askin'?" Rodney had jutted his chin out then too, but that time it was in defiance rather than fear.
"I'm asking," Gage had responded flatly, tired of the same old song and dance.
"Well I don't know you so I ain't tellin'."
Gage raised a dark eyebrow, "But you do know where he is?"
Rodney pressed his lips into a fine line and cursed.
Well that was step one.
Step two was to see if he was speaking the truth.
"I need to see him right away, it's…it's a matter of life and death."
What's the use in lying when the truth sounded so much better?
The man had snorted, "Yeah sure buddy, and I'm David fucking Beckham."
Hardly, Gage had thought to himself. He'd be surprised if the overweight man could run a mile never mind last an entire football game. And his looks, well, the only way women would fall at his feet was if he knocked them out, which he wasn't putting it past him to do.
"I assure you I am not lying. His death is imminent."
Again, not exactly a lie, Vaughn would die one way or another.
The thug eyed Gage, taking in his clothes, his looks, "you don't look like one of his usual…business partners."
And Gage was well aware of that. After spending a few weeks in the gutter tracking various other associates of Vaughn, trying to find the one who would break the easiest, he became very aware he wasn't like the rest of the slim ball crew he surrounded himself with.
"And what do I look like to you?"
It was a matter of curiosity really. Gage put quite a bit of effort into trying to blend in with human society, and though he could dress the part, he knew he stood out amongst the crowd for one reason.
His beauty.
It was a warning that no one ever heeded, what the world saw on the outside was a mirror of what he was inside. The hard lines of his perfectly sculpted face, the ridges of muscles that looked as if they were created not formed of his body were reminiscent of his more righteous cousins. Inspiration for hundreds of hard, lifeless marble sculptures that stood in museums and private collections to be ogled. His ice blue eyes were an echo of his heart, frozen and cold. And his hair, worn long in the fashion of the Roman times he had been born to, not quite enough to tie back, but enough to hide behind. It was black, just like Gage's soul.
Again Rodney huffed, his eyes dropping to the street as he scuffed a shoe idly along the ground, "a fucking movie star. And last I heard Vaughn wasn't doing business with movie stars. That's Jimmy's bag."
Jimmy huh? Looked like Gage was going to stick around on earth a little longer than he had planned, two was better than one after all. This time though Rodney made no sign that he slipped up again. The words leaving his mouth without thought. Seemed he had been the perfect choice in lackeys after all.
But he could get the rest of that info later, "Are you going to tell me where Vaughn is so I can pass the message on, or shall we continue to stand here and compare nail polish?"
Rodney shot his narrowed eyes at Gage, his hand moving to the weapon he obviously had tucked in the waist of his too low pants, "You packin?"
Gage sighed and pulled open the leather jacket hanging on his broad shoulders with both hands, showing the man he indeed was not "packin".
"Turn around," the thug ordered.
Gage raised his eyebrows but obeyed, there was no way for this man to know that a gun or a switchblade was the least of his worries right now. He lifted the back of his jacket up as well to show there were no concealed weapons there either to placate the man. He wasn't afraid of being shot in the back. Rodney may carry his own gun but he was too big of a coward to use it, Gage was willing to bet he had never shot a single round off himself. This might lead one to think that there was at least one redeeming quality to him as he wouldn't willingly shoot another man, but the drugs that he peddled did far worse for people than any one bullet could. He robbed them of their lives, of their will power, no, his weapon of choice was far worse than a gun.
He heard the man approach him tentatively, and without being asked he held his arms out, knowing the thug was going to pat him down. It was all an expected part of the show.
The man did the touch and squeeze routine along Gage's arms and torso, pulling the tails of his black silk shirt from his jeans before moving along. Having found nothing of concern there he crouched and began repeating the movement with Gage's legs, even pulling the cuff of his jeans up so he could inspect the contents of his boots. Which, of course, was nothing more than Gage's bare feet.
"Watch it sweetheart," Gage drawled when the thug slid his hands up his inner thigh, "any closer and I'll have to insist you buy me dinner."
When the man was convinced Gage was weapon free he stepped back, pulling a cell phone out of his pocket.
Ah, now there was a weapon of great power.
"And what do you think you're doing?" Gage asked as he turned around.
"Calling Vaughn," the thug answered without looking at him, "let him know what's up."
That was most definitely not part of the plan and Gage kicked himself for not thinking Rodney would take such an action.
"He won't believe you," Gage spoke quickly, easily hearing the rings on the other end of the phone line, knowing he had only moments before-
"Vaughn," a terse voice picked up.
Fucking complications.
He had no choice at that point. He ripped the phone from the thug's hand and smashed it under his boot as he grabbed Rodney by the throat, cutting off both sound and air.
Now Vaughn knew something was up, knew someone was coming for him.
In that one moment this useless fucking mortal just took the job from a quick easy kill to a complicated mess. And Gage hated messes, he was a very neat…man…of sorts.
Gage peeled his hand off the beam and ran his eyes over the trembling man behind him. At least so far tonight the only mess had been in Rodney's shorts.
But that would change shortly.
He walked casually back over to the steel support beam he had dropped the man on, grabbing him by the back of the neck and squeezing hard, "I said point him out, with your finger," Gage growled in the man's ear, "I want to know exactly who Vaughn is."
"Bu-but if I let go," the man's petrified eyes shot to the floor a good thirty feet below them, "I might fall…and die."
"But if you don't let go and point to Vaughn I will snap your neck here and now and just take them all out."
It'd be quicker, but that was the reason why his boss had sent Gage and not another. He was discrete. He wasn't like the other killers kept at the ready; he wouldn't plow them all down leaving someone else to sort souls. He did his research, found the source of the problem and took them and them alone down. Unless of course someone was stupid enough to get in his way, then that was another matter all together.
The thug gripped the beam and nodded shortly, slowly brining one of his hands out in front of him as he checked his balance, "him, in the black suit," he pointed, "with the two chicks in the booth."
Gage's eyes followed the path Rodney's extended finger offered him, sized the target up, and turned back to his internee, "You're not lying to me now are you?"
The man shook his head in a quick jerky movement, "n-n-no, that's him, that's Vaughn."
Gage released the man with a shove, watching as he frantically scrambled for his balance again before he turned his back, both literally and figuratively, on Rodney, "good."
"Wait!" the man shouted after Gage as he began moving swiftly across the steel support beams hung from the nightclub's ceiling, "aren't you going to help me down?"
"Nope," Gage shouted over his shoulder, "figure it out for yourself."
And if he couldn't figure his way back to the rooftop hatch they had used to get in, if the man did fall to his death after unsuccessfully navigating the I-beams crisscrossing the dance floor as Gage was expecting, then so be it. He didn't need him anymore.
He tuned out the man's whimpering as he came to a stop over Vaughn's booth, cocking his head to the side as he worked out the best course of action.
The nightclub really had proved to be the best possible place for Gage to finally take Vaughn down. Like the thugs pleas for help, the heavy bass and electronic melodies insured sound wouldn't carry. And the near blackness in between the strobe light's beams mixed with the white clouds of smoke drifting from various sources meant that sight wasn't going to be any clearer for the other mortals here tonight. No one would know what happened until it was over, until the bodies hit the floor.
Looking down upon the men below him, Gage could tell there was an awareness to the group of body guards surrounding Vaughn. Most kept causal stances, some standing, some sitting, but their eyes were constantly shifting, looking about, watching for danger to come up from the dance floor below. The so called VIP area was empty save for them, most likely having been cleared out by Vaughn's personal group of meat themselves, leaving the bank of booths running along the wall vacant. Save for the one Vaughn was occupying with a couple of…yes, a couple of the pink plastic clad girls probably wooed up here with the promise of a good time. A free good time of course.
Though truly the fat fuck took up most of the space, the two girls looking positively anorexic as they fawned over Vaughn, cooing their drug induced affection for him which he was most definitely taking advantage of. After all, what woman in their right mind would let an unappealing man such as Vaughn manhandle them, they could most certainly do better than him given the right opportunity. An opportunity Gage was considering giving them, once they sobered up though. The artificial affection did nothing for him.
Shifting his gaze back to the real threat Gage noticed the distinct difference between the t-shirted and muscle strapped group keeping things PG-13 in the main area and the group of men dispersed around this elevated corner. Compared to the nearly naked patrons, they were in suits fit for a board room, each with conspicuous bulges on chests and below arm pits. They were professionals for sure, more militia then bouncer compared to the rest of the security. But no matter how well trained they were there was one mistake they all failed to make.
Not a single one of them looked up.
Gage stepped across one more beam with an eager grin, situating himself directly above the table Vaughn was lounged behind. He turned his body so his back was to the open room behind him, finding a clear path though the usual ceiling clutter, then he stepped off. Falling to the ground like a bullet.
He landed in a crouch, the table letting out a thundering crack as his full weight settled atop it. It stayed upright, which was more than Gage was expecting really, though the jostling left drinks spilling all over the screaming women now clinging to Vaughn. Good news for them was even their clothes were water proof.
As expected he heard the clicks of the guns that were quickly trained on him, but he didn't fear them anymore than the one Rodney has possessed despite the accuracy he knew these men very well shot with. Instead he rose slowly, shooting Vaughn a cunning grin.
"Who the fuck are you?" Vaughn demanded, his eyes narrowed into slits.
"Doesn't matter," Gage continued to smile as he shook his head.
"The hell it does!"
"Funny you should mention hell…" Gage mused as he pulled off his coat, tossing it at one of the stunned woman still clinging to Vaughn, "wanna hold that for me sweetie?" he winked at her.
And she obeyed, the women always obeyed, with a smile no less.
Vaughn eyed his "date" for a moment, not understanding the enthrallment, before bringing his heated gaze back to Gage who was towering above him, "I'll give you to the count of three and you either tell me who you are or you get the fuck out of here, because after that-"
"Hold it," Gage said as he held up a finger, "save the bargaining for the next guy, I'm only here for one thing."
"And what's that?" Vaughn asked suspiciously.
"You of course," Gage stated lightly as he began undoing the cuffs on his shirt.
The sounds of safety's being clicked off met Gage's ears and amusement once again crossed his face, "guys, please," he tossed casually over his shoulder, "I haven't even done anything yet."
"Yet," Vaughn spat through clenched teeth. He attempted to rise, to push the table out from in front of him but Gage's deceiving weight held the furniture firmly in place.
For shits and giggles he got on one of those scales outside a supermarket once, and after putting in his two quarters and stepping on it the thing promptly zoomed through its digital numbers till it read error and spat out an entire roll of blank white paper. Stepping off and looking the thing over Gage found in tiny little print "weight limit 500 pounds". He knew human males of his size didn't weigh nearly that much, which did leave him curious though he shrugged it off to the fact that he was, by far, not human. But he also knew it took much more muscle mass on those same humans to be able to move even that computerized scales weight limit. And though Vaughn did have some size on him, his weight was more a product of indulgent living then any sort of physical training. To him Gage was the immovable object. The rock and the hard place as it were. And upon realizing he wasn't going anywhere Vaughn reached under the table for his own weapon, quickly drawing the gun and aiming it Gage.
But Gage was faster. Without even looking up from unbuttoning his shirt he stepped on Vaughn's arm, crushing bone and causing the man to drop the gun.
"Would you give me a second," Gage clucked his tongue, watching as Vaughn's face grew redder and redder tying to hold in his pain, "I just got this shirt."
"Who the hell do you think you are, coming in here, threatening me-"
"Threatened you, who threatened you?" Gage laughed, pulling the fabric from his arms and tossing it at the woman on the other side of Vaughn who, like her counterpart, was more than glad to play coat hanger for him, "I just dropped in."
He looked over his shoulder, feeling the air behind him stir a second before he was ripped from the table and dragged to the floor. Instantly Vaughn shot up, toppling the table and leaving the two women to fight over Gage's shirt as if he was a rock star god and they groupies. Because the shirt had touched his skin, the coat hadn't.
Still Gage didn't lose his cool, letting the men pull his arms behind his back, letting them think they were truly restraining him.
Vaughn managed to find another weapon and was once again standing before Gage, the barrel tucked under his chin.
Seemed the prick was ambidextrous, well good for him.
"Who the fuck are you?" Vaughn demanded.
"I already told you, that doesn't matter," Gage answered unperturbed.
Vaughn nodded to the men behind Gage and they began searching through his pockets. And though Gage usually kept a few bills on him for the usual, he knew when he set out for the night that where he was going wouldn't require any money. So the money clip stayed at home and they would come up empty handed. He didn't have any ID or credit cards, those along with the wallet that held them were all the possessions of a human, of a mortal.
And Gage was neither.
"Nothing boss," one of the men shook his head.
Vaughn narrowed his eyes and pulled the safety back on the gun, pressing it deeper into Gage's jaw, "who do you work for?"
"I was hoping you would ask me that." Gage grinned.
"So then why don't you just make both our days and tell us all who we need to fuck up for sending you out here."
"I'd love too," Gage said sincerely, "but showing you would be so much better."
Before Vaughn's ignorant mind could process the answer Gage called on his strength, rearing back and throwing the men behind him to the floor, scattering them like bowling pins. He smiled, lifting an eyebrow at Vaughn before reaching up and pulling a sword from the air, from a flash of brilliant blue flame called by Gage himself into life. Truly, it was much more effective then pockets.
Vaughn stumbled backwards and fell to the floor as Gage gripped the hilt of his most prized possession, a sword forged from hellfire itself. He inspected the blade, its tip pointed behind him, its length running along his forearm.
His lips curled as he looked beyond it to Vaughn, "she's a beauty isn't she?"
The man met his eyes for just a brief moment before they landed back on the sword.
"Oh, and that's not even the best part," Gage smiled.
He closed his eyes and pulled a deep breath through his nose, throwing his arms out to either side of him, clenching his teeth as his felt the muscles in his back pull. With a roar that rivaled the bass of the music with its depth his body began transforming, bones protruding where there were none before, forcing his skin to stretch out from behind him to cover them and the new muscle forming beneath the thin layer. It was as if his flesh were unfolding, becoming almost transparent before tiny black specks began appearing over the empty space. But it wasn't hair that grew to coat his new skin, but feathers.
As Vaughn could only stare in awe, or maybe horror, they grew like a time lapsed movie until there was no flesh to be seen. From his shoulder blades to the tips of his wings the deep ebony plumes grew and covered his skin, feathers that represented the sins of Gage's immortal life.
Only the tips of his wings still held the chocolate colored feathers he had been created with. But like his blood, it was only a matter of time before they too turned black, before he became wholly evil.
Gage reveled in them, loved the way their weight felt on his back, needing the barest of seconds to alter his balance for them. Now this was as he was truly meant to be.
Some of the guards scrambled away as Gage stretched out his extra appendages like a man would his arms after a long slumber. With a few typical pops he extended them out to their nearly twenty foot span. It was impressive even to other immortals so he wasn't surprised as the other men stared in disbelief, but one looked in awe, dropping to his knees beside Gage and offering his weapon to him in his palms over his head.
"My lord," the man addressed the floor, "I meant no offense."
There's always one, Gage thought, always one who had heard the rumors and had the sense to believe them.
He nodded to the man appreciatively, "rise mortal, you I will spare."
"Spare?" Vaughn asked in disbelief from the floor, looking between Gage and the man, Gage's wings, back to Gage, the sword that was glowing blue in the dim light, back to Gage, "and who aren't you going to spare," he sneered.
"Really," Gage asked in mock disbelief, "you haven't figured out you're the one getting called back?"
He shook his head, pulling his wings in closer to his body as he stepped over to the man cowering on the floor, "the boss has had enough Vaughn. You can kill any of the SOB's you want and he couldn't give a shit. But when you sent your good old boys out to the 'burbs, started peddling your shit to those yuppie kids, that's when you fucked up."
Realization dawned on Vaughn's face and he paled, but it was only momentary. Resolve transformed his features as if he thought words would actually get him out of this, "They knew what they were getting, and paid damn good money for it," Vaughn shot back in his defense.
"No," Gage growled and pressed a foot into the man's chest, "They didn't know what they were getting. Your thugs told them it was the same high as the shit they raided their parent's medicine cabinets for, but it wasn't. It was higher, it was harder, and you know what happened to them when they came down? They died Vaughn, or don't you read the papers? They crashed so hard their white bread bodies couldn't handle the stress and they died, seventeen, sixteen, fourteen year old kids dying from heart attacks, all because of your greed."
Not that greed was bad under the right circumstances. In fact Gage's boss encouraged it on most days. But even sins have their place and time, and ones that involved the useless souls of otherwise innocent mortals were not it. They weren't worth the effort; they took far too long to break.
Vaughn's gasp suggested that the man had finally caught up with the situation, "God doesn't kill, and He doesn't send His angels to kill."
One corner of Gage's mouth turned up and he pushed off of Vaughn, taking a step back so he wasn't in splatter range, "who says I'm an angel?"
"Bu-but, your wings…" Vaughn's eyes shot behind Gage.
He tossed his sword up in the air causally and readjusted his grip on it, holding it upright, the tip now pressing into the flesh at Vaughn's throat, "Ah, but God isn't the only one who can grant wings."
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The title "Middle of Nowhere" describes two of its main characters. Ruby, a nurse on the night shift, has put her life on hold to make four-hour round trips to Derek, her husband, who is serving an eight-year prison sentence. The title also describes Derek, who is not only in prison but lacking a moral compass. "I just got caught up in things," he tells Ruby, trying to apologize. He seems to think of himself as a passive victim.
Ruby is played in a star-making performance by Emayatzy Corinealdi, previously best known for the TV soap "The Young and the Restless." We learn that Ruby was in med school when she married Derek, and we're given some glimpses of their happiness (as in a standard scene of them cooking together). When Derek is sentenced to prison (for reasons that are withheld at first and then never fully explained), she drops out of school to devote herself to his life and morale. This is a decision sharply criticized by her mother, Ruth (Lorraine Toussaint). Her mother is correct.
This becomes clear during Derek's parole hearing, when Ruby learns disturbing things about his time in prison. Her lonely life, her long bus trips and her empty house have built up a sad weight that comes into play when she meets a kind of gentle bus driver named Brian (David Oyelowo). They slowly, tentatively start seeing each other.
"Middle of Nowhere" is the second film directed by Ava DuVernay, whose "I Will Follow" (2011) was the story, much admired by me, of a woman who packs up the belongings of her just-deceased aunt who was a mentor and inspiration. How many people, now dead, have you wanted to ask questions you should have asked when they were alive?
DuVernay also is the founder of the African-American Film Festival Releasing Movement, a collective formed to support and distribute serious black films. Its second film was the great Rwandan drama "Kinyarwanda," shown this year at Ebertfest.
"Middle of Nowhere" isn't a highly charged drama, as you might have gathered. Most of the action takes place within the mind of a lonely woman. That's why Corinealdi is so effective in the lead. Yes, she's beautiful, but this film isn't about her beauty. It's about Ruby's stubborn and undeserved loyalty to a husband who lacks anything like her strength. Even in the film's calm, gentle romantic scenes with Oyelowo, Corinealdi brings a grave dignity.
Also effective are the performances of Lorraine Toussaint as her mother and Edwina Findley as Rosie, her sister. Ruth is sharp-tongued and critical, and although she speaks the truth, it has the effect of alienating her daughters. One thing Ruby doesn't need right now is having the hopelessness of her situation pounded into her.
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The NBA Finals begin tonight with the Spurs and the Pistons going at it.
I wanted the Suns to make it, but they were outplayed by a more experienced, mentally-tough team. Let's see if Nash can keep up his MVP game next year and if Amare can continue his amazing rise.
As a Laker fan, I couldn't root for the Heat, anyway. Sure, Shaq may have been "driven out" of LA, but if he had stayed in shape Buss might have given him the extension he wanted. Instead he goes to the Heat and THEN gets in shape? That basically proves he was slacking until he found out that even a game-changing 7-footer can be traded if he becomes a lard-ass.
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I can't believe it. I am rooting for the Pistons. The very same team that schooled the Lakers in the Finals last year. But they earned the win fair and square over a squabbling Lakers squad. Maybe with a healthy Karl Malone they had a chance, but probably not. Shaq was too fat and slow, and Prince negated Kobe in ways I didn't think we're possible.
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As you have likely seen in the media and heard on campus, the flu season is under way and seasonal influenza as well as H1N1 influenza (Swine Flu) has been diagnosed at universities across the country. Medical personnel at New Mexico State University have diagnosed the first case of H1N1 influenza in a 20-year-old female student living off campus. We have seen approximately 11 cases of influenza-like illness since the semester started on Aug. 15. The state of New Mexico has been categorized by the Centers for Disease Control as having sporadic influenza infection.
NMSU has been preparing for an influx of influenza-like illness and diagnosed influenza by providing information through an updated website at
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If you have questions or need information about influenza symptoms, contact the Student Health Center at 646-1512 and ask for the triage nurse.
The Student Health center is open from 7:30 a.m. to 4:30 p.m. Monday through Friday. The University Health Center is open from 7:30 a.m. to noon and 1 p.m. to 4:30 p.m. Monday through Friday. If you have an urgent medical need after hours with a fever of 103 degrees or fever in combination with a chronic health condition, seek prompt medical attention through an after-hours clinic or a hospital emergency room.
The Student Health Center will have the seasonal flu vaccine available by October 1, 2009. The cost for the vaccine is $12 for students. Employees, dependents and spouses enrolled in the state-covered NMSU health plans can register online for the upcoming immunization clinic set for Oct. 19-23, in the Academic Research Building C Room 110(Environmental Health & Safety Training Room). For more information or to register visit
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As it was mentioned in the earlier notice dated November 10, 1999, the complete listings of all the meeting abstracts received to date and the electronic scheduling templates have been finalized and posted on the Web. Please be sure to re-check your list of abstracts against the special Symposium Organizer Web Page because we will continue to update these listings daily up until January 21, 2000 to accommodate any late authors and/or invited speakers. Use the Preliminary Author Index to locate missing authors whenever possible to see if we have the abstract already.
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John Scalzi found himself home alone watching a Lord of the Rings movie marathon and couldn't resist livetweeting the experience. Some highlights:
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A record crowd of 96,000 baked in temperatures that reached 36 degrees Celsius, but were rewarded with a superb turnout of 460 cars and 1000 drivers. And 41 of them had competed in the main Le Mans 24 Hours race.
This year's event celebrated the 40th anniversary of Porsche 917's first overall win at Le Mans. To mark the event, Porsche displayed the victorious Richard Attwood/Hans Herrmann car, together with other Le Mans exotica from the Porsche Museum. Attwood was also reunited with the Gulf liveried 917 in which he finished second in 1971 race.
Sharing the car with 1983 Le Mans winner Vern Schuppan, the pair delighted the crowd as they battled with three Ferrari 512s for Grid 5 honours. Race one provided an easy victory for pole sitter and Le Mans Classic regular, Jean-Marc Luco, who shared his nimble Ligier JS3 with Jacques Nicolet. The Attwood/Schuppan 917 finished sixth out of 64 cars. Race two and three saw wins for the well-driven Lola T70 of Bernard Thuner. The Attwood/Schuppan 917 took a history-repeating second place finish in the final race – a fitting tribute to the 917 celebrations.
The Luco/Nicolet pairing were back out on pole in Grid six. This time they took all three wins in Luco's fabulous ex-Jacky Ickx Porsche 936. Further down the field late '70s nostalgia continued, with a host of Porsche 935s, BMW M1s and Ferrari 512 BBLMs mixing it with the Chevrons and Lolas. Le Mans legend Henri Pescarolo, a veteran of 33 starts and four wins in the 24 Hour race, returned with an Inaltera. Alex Elliott debuted his stunning ex-Quester/Hezemans class winning BMW 3.0CSL.
Traditional Le Mans-style running starts awaited the drivers in Grid three for cars that raced in the period 1957-1961. There was a win for the Lotus 15 of Roger Wills/Joe Twyman in race one; Willi Balz and Frank Stippler's Maserati Birdcage took victory's in race two and three. Grid four saw the Ford GT40 of Christian Glaesel dominate the thunderous AC Cobras – Glaesel scored a perfect three wins.
Jaguar D-types bested the Maseratis and Ferraris in Grid two, while fans of the earliest cars witnessed fine battles from the Talbots, BMWs, Bentleys and Bugattis in the Grid one races.
BMW celebrated its links with Le Mans with a superb display from its collection of 'Art Cars'.
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Tropical Storm Beryl is not only expected to dump torrential rain on the southeastern coast, but also complicate holiday weekend traffic as people try to head home.
Forecasters say brisk winds and possible flooding are also in the mix today.
The National Hurricane Center in Miami reported Sunday evening that Beryl had maximum sustained winds of 70 mph, just below hurricane-strength, which is 75 mph. Forecasters said Beryl is not expected to strengthen much more before landfall late Sunday or early Monday, after which it should weaken steadily.
As of 8 p.m. EDT, the storm was about 75 miles east of Jacksonville, Fla. The hurricane center said the Jacksonville pier was already reporting winds of 50 mph. Beryl was moving westward at 10 mph.
Tropical storm warnings were in effect for the entire Georgia coastline, as well as parts of Florida and South Carolina.
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