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Sookie and Bill are making love in front of the fire and they reach their peak. They decide to take a hot bath and he clears the steam off of his mirror. She asks him about how they are supposed to be invisible in the mirror. He explains that the vampires made up many of the myths about themselves many years ago, including this one. He says that they made up the myth so when they tried to prove they were vampires by that logic they wouldn't get killed because they really can be seen in the mirror. He then climbs into the bath with Sookie. She asks about holy water and he says that it is just water. She asks about crucifixes and he says it is just geometry. She asks him about garlic and he tells her that it is irritating but that is pretty much it. She tells him that she feels a bit weak and he tells her that it is because he fed on her. He says she should take the vitamin B12 to replenish and no garlic.
She said that she never thought she would be able to sleep with someone. He tells her that he is honored that she chose him. She flashes back to when she was much younger--about ten--and she is trying to do her math homework. Her uncle Bartlett is there and she can read his thoughts. He is thinking impure and nasty thoughts about her. He tells her he can help her and she should sit on his lap so that he can see the work better. He tells her that he can help her with her homework because it is easier than she thought it was. He thinks about how she is completely hairless everywhere on her body and then he tells her that he loves her. She tells Bill about how this happened to her and that it was just touching, that it wasn't nearly as bad as what happened to most girls. Bill asks her if she told anyone and she says she told her Grandmother and she ran him off. He tells her that it wasn't her fault. She tells him that she had the most perfect and important moments in a woman's life and she hates that she can't not think about her great uncle doing that to her. He tells her that she should think about whatever she thinks about. He tells her that it is okay and that she is safe with him.
Lafayette is making a video tape of him stripping down. Jason walks in his house and he tells him that he shouldn't do that. Jason says that he needs more V and Lafayette tells him that he can't handle it because he had to go to the hospital the first time and told Tara where he got it. Then when he took the right dose he ended up throwing a cop into a truck. Jason tells him that he will give him however much he needs moneywise or would even show his penis on camera. Lafayette denies him and Jason gets ballsy. He asks him what he will do--if he'll call the cops and then goes to the fridge to grab it. Lafayette grips him up and tells him to get out and Jason asks if he could at least tell him where he can go to get some. Lafayette tells him to go to the morgue cause that's where he is about to end up and kicks him out of his house.
Bill decides that he is going to show her where he stays during the day. She asks him if anyone ever goes down there with him and he says that is not a place for her. She asks "so, we can never sleep beside each other" and he tells her that no one else knows where he rests. He then goes downstairs to where he is going to rest. Tara is telling her mother how they are going to get it figured out. She is making coffee and puts alcohol in it. They talk about the demon that is inside of her. Tara tells her to do what normal people and go to AA and quit drinking. Her mother asks her for money and she says that there is no way she can get money to have her exorcised. She says that the demon is jealous and it knows how close she is to Jesus and that is why it picked her. She tells her that she knows she wasn't the best mother and she is sorry. She wants to do this for the both of them and asks her to help her with this. She says she should put down the coffee and talk to her and she accidentally spills some coffee on her mother. Her mother licks up the spilled coffee and blames it on the demon.
Sookie goes home and hears someone in the house. It turns out to be Jason and he was stealing her Grandmother's candlesticks and jewelry to sell. He notices the bite marks on her neck and gives her grief about being a "fangbanger". She says that he is a gentleman and he says that he bit her, but she said that at least he doesn't hit her which is more than he can say for him. He tells her that he tried to apologize but she wouldn't let him and then tries to take the bag that he was carrying. That is when she found out that he was stealing her Grandmother's jewelry to sell and she tells him to get out. Tara goes to Sam's trailer and he is working on it. He tells her that she shouldn't feel so comfortable as to just walk in like she owns the place. She goes to knock on the door and says "is that better or should I have called and asked if you mind I come over to say hi to you and your little dog"? Then he says that he does mind because last time he saw her she ditched him at a trashy motel in the middle of night. She tries to say that she had to because of her mother, but he tells her that he doesn't have time for that kind of "bullshit". She tells him that maybe she's not in that big of a hurry to get into something with her boss. He asks her why she is there then and tells her that it was her big idea to have sex. She tells him not to act like he didn't want it and they get into a bit of an argument. He tells her not to throw that he is her boss in his face after getting fired from every place in town and not to treat him like he is some kind of "asshole". She asks him if she would sleep with him if she honestly thought that and he told her that he doesn't have a clue what she thinks but she better give him one good reason not to throw her out right now. She tells him that she is no good at this and he tells her to try harder. She apologizes because she doesn't know how to be with anybody. She says that maybe she's "unboyfriendable". He tells her that he is just in a shitty mood and she asks if it is because of her. She doesn't want that. He says it is not her but the trailer is falling down around him. She says that at least he doesn't live with his mother and then she asks him if his folks ever ask him for money for really stupid things they dreamed up that he finds to be crazy. He tells her that his family is not close. She tells him that he is lucky and she tells him that he needs a robinson screwdriver and he asks her how she knows that. She tells him that with no daddy and a drunk mom all of the fixing fell to her. She tells him that the place would look good with a little work.
Tara's cell phone rings and it is a loan office saying that her mother is there. They said that they don't extend loans to people for exorcisms and she calls him a bigot. He says that there are plenty of clients that they give loans to that are African American and she tells him that that proves her point. She says that she isn't talking about color but he is. He tells her that they have even loaned money to a vampire American. She says that isn't what she is talking about. She is talking about him being prejudice against her because she is Christian. He tells her that he teaches Sunday school. She keeps running out of ways to get a loan and then she throws herself at him in front of everyone. He tells her that he thinks that they need to terminate the conversation and then Tara comes in asking her what she is doing. Her mother tells her that he was trying to sexually harass her and she was just trying to get money to get the demon out of her. She tells her that she doesn't want to live like this anymore. Tara brings her home and she says that she needs to go lay down because the demon is gnawing at her something awful. Tara tells her that she needs to drink some water but she continues to go into the bedroom. Tara turns on the kitchen sink and then takes a Brillo box out from underneath the sink. She hides money under there and she is counting it.
At the bar the same men that gave Lafayette problems a few nights before then show up and he goes to give them another beating but Sam gets in the way and says that he is paying him to cook not beat on customers. Lafayette tells him that he needs a raise and Sam says he will think about it and tells him to get back to work. Sam is told that Tara called and isn't coming in that night and he is upset by this because they are already short a waitress. Sookie tells Sam not to worry because they will make it work. She seems happier than usual and Lafayette takes notice and asks her why she is so happy. She asks him if she can't just be in a good mood. She tells him that it is a pretty night outside and she is just happy to be enjoying it with her friends.
Randy Sue, the woman Jason has been sleeping with, is calling him from the bar. He hardly remembers who she is and she is expecting him to come buy her a drink. He tells her that he won't be coming to hang out and she asks him if he is avoiding her. She tells him that that isn't going to fly--not after the other night. He tells her he is going somewhere else and she asks if he can come. He says sure and then tells her he was thinking about going to the vampire bar. She backs out and tells him that she may not know much but she knows better than to associate herself with people that have low moral character and tells him he is going to go to hell.
Lafayette makes up soup and puts the spoon in the flame and then puts it in a bowl for Terry to bring to the men that gave him issues before. Sookie is talking to Arlene and gives her compliments on her hair. Arlene compliments Sookie on the scarf she is wearing. She says she thinks there is something different about her and asks if it is a man. Sookie tells her that she isn't comfortable talking about her personal business and Arlene tells her that their personal business is always open game to her. She says she forgives her because she knows it isn't her fault but it does make their friendship kind of lopsided. Arlene then realizes that she was with someone and asks her to tell her if it was Sam and not the vampire. Sookie says that it was Bill and not to tell anyone. The man that gave Lafayette the most trouble takes a spoonful of his soup and burns his tongue by how hot it is. Arlene goes off and tells Sam and Renee that Sookie slept with Bill. She then says what if she gets pregnant? She asks how she will be able to nurse a baby with fangs. Renee tells her that she should just be her friend and that she needs her now more than ever.
Sam confronts Sookie and takes her scarf off. She tells him that yes she had sex with Bill and it is no concern of anyone's. She tells him that if Sam doesn't like that he can just fire her and walks away. Jason goes to Fangtasia and the ID woman asks him if he is related to Sookie. He says that he is and she asks if he is anything like her and he says no. She asks him why he is there and he says he heard it is cool, but he is so nervous she can tell he isn't telling the truth. She glamors him and repeats the question. He tells her he is there for vampire's blood and asks her what time she gets off. She tells him that he's right, he is nothing like his sister and her fangs drop and she allows him entrance into the club. She tells him good luck getting out.
Uncle Bartlett is throwing trash out and going back inside. In front of him stands Bill and he tells him that he doesn't keep cash in the house. He tells him that he is not there for money, that he is there for Sookie and he attacks Bartlett. Tara and her mother are walking up a long, quiet road looking for where they need to go for her to get exorcised. Soon a woman comes out of the trees and says that she was sure that the demon inside of her wouldn't let her show up. She asks if her mother is ready and her mother asks if it will hurt. The woman tells her that it is a lot like childbirth only the demon doesn't want to come out. That and it won't hurt her body, it will hurt her soul. She then tells her that in the olden days people paid her Grandmother in livestock and tobacco but now they pay in cash in advance. Tara pays her the money and she tells her that the demon will not inhabit her after tonight. Tara says let's get this shit over with and the woman looks put off and offended by that. They enter into the home of the woman and it is a complete voodoo area. The woman tells Tara's mother to get undressed.
Back at the bar Sookie is telling Lafayette about her experience with Bill. He tells her that he normally doesn't let the vampires bite him as that would cross a line for him. She says that she definitely crossed that line and she doesn't regret it. He tells her that it is good for her, that you can't really live unless you are crossing someone's line. When she walks away, he calls her a skank. At the vampire bar, a woman goes up to Eric and asks if she can take a picture of him. The bartender breaks her cell phone and he says "no pictures". She tells him that he said she could take a picture and Eric says that he did not say she could keep it. Jason is at the bar trying to work up the nerve to ask for Vampire Blood. A woman comes up to him and saves him from becoming vampire delight and they leave the club.
Sookie is serving the men that gave Lafayette issues and she reads the thoughts of one of them. He is wondering what stupid woman would do something like sleep with a vampire. Right after that the trio of vampires that live together in a nest show up at the bar. They ask for three true bloods and Sam tells them to leave, that they aren't welcome there. They say that it only works in a private home to say that and they notice Sookie. Sam asks him if she knows them and she tells him that they have met. He notices that she has been fed on by Bill. While Bill is dealing with her uncle's body, he senses that Malcom wants to feed on her. She tells him that she is his and Malcom doesn't listen. He bares his fangs. She pushes him away and tells him she isn't going to let him touch her because she is sure he was trash when he was alive and now he is just dead trash. He tells her that he is going to drain her so slowly that she'll beg him to kill her. Terry goes after him and Denise throws Terry across the room. Sam breaks a pool stick in half and Malcom tells him that he is a dead man. Sam tells him maybe but he is going to take one of them with him. Liam goes after him and then Bill shows up to stop them and they did. They tell him that they had to get his attention somehow and that they clearly succeeded. They ask him to join their nest and forget about the blood sacks. Liam tells him that mainstreaming is for pussies and Denise tells him that they should party like they used to. He decides to go with them and acts like he wants to.
Jason and the woman he met at the bar are at a gas station and they are talking. She introduces herself as Amy Burley. She is from Stores, Connecticut originally. He asks her how much V she has and she asks how far to his place. Tara and her mother are still at the Voodoo lady's home and she asks how she learned how to do this. She says that it was passed down generation after generation. The lady says that this is a serious situation and she silences Tara. She has a opossum that the demon goes into after it goes out of the woman. Then she drowns the possum in water. Terry is sitting in the back of the bar talking about how he froze up and let everyone down. Arlene tries to soothe him telling him that it isn't Baghdad. He is upset because he is supposed to protect people. The people are talking about going to the vampires to kill them all. They say that they will sneak up on him. Sookie tells them if they think they can sneak up on vampires then they are dumber than she thought. Sam tells Sookie that he doesn't want Bill Compton or any other vampires in his bar.
At Jason's place he is talking to Amy. All he really cares about is getting the V. She breaks out the V and puts drops on the aspirin. She tells him that this is natures greatest gift. She prays over the blood and says that nothing is real, everything is permitted and then she snorts the blood with the aspirin. He can hear everything so much better and then she kisses him. Sookie is outback and calling Bill and can't get ahold of him. She tells him that the lynch mob is going after the vampires. Jason is going on a V Blood trip and he sees himself in nature in the mirror. He can see sparkles between their bodies. Tara and her mother are done but the woman tells Tara she has a different demon inside of her. Tara tells her that she doesn't have a demon inside of her and she certainly can't afford getting it exorcised. The woman asks her if she has many friends or if she has trouble keeping a job. She asks if she has her own place or has a boyfriend. She asks how long has she has ever been with the same man. She tells her to find her when she is ready.
Sookie goes to Bill's house and looks for him. She goes to where he sleeps and hears them down there. She looks around the house and finds a blanket and pillows and then sits down on his couch and waits for him. During day light the men go to the house to throw molotov cocktails into the windows. One of them ends up on fire and the vampires in the home end up burning up. Terry goes fishing with the detective and he notices something different. Sam runs across the field naked. The detective gets a phone call and is told that there was a fire. Sookie wakes up and hears the fire trucks. Sookie pulls up and finds out what happened. She asks if Bill is in there and says it was awful messy but there was four of them.
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My 24 weeker, is now 4 months old actual and 1 month adjusted. He has been home for about 2 months now and is still on 1/16 liter of O2 and his apnea monitor. He has not had any alarms for like the last month and they have set a date for taking him off on Nov 20, 2008. However, I am a little worried about him coming off of the monitor, i will try to explain this best I can.2 days a week, he has this low heartbeat alarm around 3 AM in the morning and when the monitor goes off I get up to get him and he has thick saliva in his month and tears rolling down his face. i wipe the saliva off of his month but everytime he moves his tongue , there is more saliva to the point where i have to put my finger in his month and pull it out. He also has some milk in his noise, i then get the syringe and clean his noise and afterwards he is fine. At his last NICU clinic appointment I told the ped about this and she stated that he is fine and maybe the alarm goes off because the level at which the heartbeat can't drop is still set high like when he first came home, and she made a order for them to lower it since he is order now. However, this still didn't answer my question about the saliva and milk in his noise and like I said this only happends about twice a week and it is always around the same time 3AM, and it just started about 3 weeks ago.
Sorry about the long post, but I am just wondering if I am over-reacting and if anyone knows what I am talking about, or what is going on? I don't want him off the monitor and then I don't know when this happening!
Please, any advice would be helpful!

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I've been thinking about this a lot lately.
Barbara Griffith once wrote an article about what are the things that a good breeder should do in order to be succesful. We've read the article from Judi Forbis about what a breeder is, and we've read many posts on this forum about what it takes to be a good breeder.
I have to think it goes back to several things which are responsible for formulating success when breeding SE horses.
Bart describes in another thread, about that 'gut feeling' in regards to horses that where you just 'know' what is in a horse and why you think he will work.
I think we have a good mix on this forum. Some are more focused a certain lines of horses, and others are taking finished horses and breeding them to each other to get more of them. One looks to developing lines of horses , and one looks to survey from the top to get a ready made result and take a little here and there to start breeding. While neither is necessarily wrong, nor should we be at ends with one another, I think that we can benefit by explaining some of our logic and methods to gain more understanding.
It seem though that we see less and lees of those who develope a group of horses which are known to be a specific type, common lines, centralized focus on a specific bloodgroup,etc. and more who are taking one of these to go with one of those, and on and on.
Fewer breeders are breeding horses past a 1 or 2 generations and are more consistantly changing their lines of horses.
Please share your thoughts on this subject so we can all gain a better understanding.
I am wondering what line or group of horses are you known for ?
What are your horses known for?


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Latest twist on that reviled 'Tosca' at the Met
This is rather funny, actually. Dan Wakin, the intrepid New York Times reporter who covers (and uncovers) the classical music scene, reports that "the Metropolitan Opera is considering bringing back its Franco Zeffirelli production of 'Tosca' next season to run in tandem with the new version directed by Luc Bondy, which was introduced to boos and reviewer scorn in September."
My favorite line is the one where Met general manager Peter Gelb "stressed
that the possible return of the Zeffirelli 'Tosca' was unconnected to the response to the Bondy production."
We apparently won't know until February, when next season's lineup is announced, whether the lavish, audience-pleasing Zeffirelli extravaganza will return, but I'd be tempted to bet on it. Of course, there's a technical reason being given for the possible reprise for the old set, having to do with backstage facilities during the time the Met will be introducing a new "Ring" Cycle, but it's hard not to suspect that this is a case of patron revenge.
Those who could not stomach the Bondy version of "Tosca" -- the booing on opening night could be heard all the way to East Orange, New Jersey -- have no doubt been directing fire at Met officials ever since. Any company that tries something new, whether unfamiliar repertoire or a fresh concept applied to standard fare, faces a backlash if it doesn't go down well with the core, invariably conservative constituency.
It's hard to imagine the Met actually allowing the public a choice between two productions of "Tosca" or any other work during the same season. I wouldn't be at all surprised if we eventually hear that, gee, we're having a little glitch with that Bondy set, so we'll just go with Zeffirelli's after all.
Even as things stand now, with only the possibility of a revival, it suggests a curious lack of courage in one's convictions. I suppose if I felt Bondy's "Tosca" (broadcast last week on PBS) was really a horror show, I'd be putting the champagne on ice now. But I still think some folks, especially some of my distinguished colleagues, doth protest too much. What a curious place the opera world can be.


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Summary:Each short is set during one week and refers to the sinking of the Titanic in 1912 and the recurrent attempts to raise her. Krzysztof Kieslowski's short, "Seven Days a Week," follows six Warsaw natives, one each day, through their daily rituals. At breakfast on the seventh day, it becomes clear that they happen to be members of the same family.


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Migraine associated vertigo can have these effects : "dizziness; motion intolerance with respect to head, eyes, and/or body; spontaneous vertigo attacks (often accompanied by nausea and vomiting); diminished eye focus with photosensitivity; sound sensitivity and tinnitus; balance loss and ataxia; cervicalgia (neck pain) with associated muscle spasms in the upper cervical spine musculature; confusion with altered cognition; spatial disorientation; and anxiety/panic." Migraine Associated Vertigo
"Migraine-associated vertigo (MAV) is a syndrome consisting of dizziness and/or vertigo that is suspected to be related to migraine. Many patients diagnosed with MAV do not have headaches, or have chronic non-specific headaches that don't fit into the migraine classification developed by the International Headache Society. The cause of this condition is unknown but progress is being made through clinical experience and genetic research. This condition was previously rarely diagnosed, but is now proving to be one of the most common causes of chronic dizziness and/or recurrent vertigo. Sufferers often describe chronic dizziness and dysequilibrium in the form of a "rocking" sensation when still, recurrent episodes of rotational vertigo, chronic daily headaches, migraine headaches, light sensitivity, poor visual acuity and other changes in vision, visual "snow", nausea and severe motion intolerance. Many of these symptoms cannot be objectively observed or tested for, so physical and neurological examinations (including neuroimaging) are often completely normal. Patients generally do not have all of these symptoms - in fact those with chronic dizziness have quite often not experienced acute rotational vertigo or even a migraine headache. MAV is often misdiagnosed as Meniere's Disease, Vestibular Neuritis or as a psychiatric disorder. A condition previously described, known as "atypical Meniere's" is no longer recognised and is believed to be a migrainous vertigo sydnrome. " http://www.mvertigo.org/There is a category now... MAV is the old name... the new classification is vestibular migraines. Migraines with vestibular symptoms associated with them. However, some of us have many attacks outside of a migraine which is why we often use the term MAV so often because it migraine associated vertigo, with or without a migraine, nevertheless, the correct term is vestibular migraines and those of us that get vertigo bouts outside of our migraines are just more rare and they might have to broaden the category to chronic vestibular migraines in the future.


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Lincoln Review
"This Is History"
November 18th, 2012
Lincoln is a 2012 biopic film.
DIrected by: Steven Spielberg
Starring: Daniel Day-Lewis, Sally Field, Tommy Lee Jones, David Strathairn, Joseph Gordon-Levitt, James Spader, Hal Holbrook, John Hawkes, Jackie Earle Haley, Bruce McGill, Tim Blake Nelson, Joseph Cross, Lee Pace and Jared Harris.
1865. The year slavery would be abolished for good. During such an ordeal which would become a great historic event, a Civil War took place in the background of it all. It was a race to ban slavery before peace was achieved, for if peace were to be ignited, than the thought of freedom would be washed away by the black water of the white man.
Look to your ancestors my friends. Be only proud of their achievements, but not of their foolishness. Then again, can any of us blame our predecessors? Different times really. It's like calling a direct descendant of John Wilkes Booth a guilty man for his family's actions and beliefs. Regardless, we can only focus on the future of our homes. Lincoln is that movie Spielberg has been fighting to make for a decade an over. He finally did it and it turned out to be a success with the critics, deeming that the man still has what it takes to deliver. But, what of my opinion? Surely being one huge fan of the man I should be on the bandwagon like I was with War Horse. Sadly, no. It takes a big man and a true fan to know that this wasn't his very best. I could have been, but ultimately ended being good.
No white man against freeing colored people would allow it to happen, nor letting them vote or even letting women vote. It would have been funny to walk in there and give these men a heart attack by telling them that women can now vote and that our current president is black.
There was a lack of amazing moments that could or should have been pursued, but not knowing the script beforehand or the direction this film would have taken, I simply hoped for the best. Its true about what Spielberg stated a few weeks before the movie's debut in an interview, about making a movie about the man and not the monument. Lincoln is as much a human and you and I. He had his flaws as much to even out his greatness. He was a man who mourned, laughed, screamed, sung and above all else, loved. We saw a man go through legal and illegal measures to ensure the survival of the 13th amendment. Finally, we saw a man that recognized his position of power and used it as a tool with the utmost intelligence to get the job done correctly, in a sense. All of this was achieved by Mr. Lewis. Granted, there was no explosive sequence where he would prove himself to the world why he's won for Best Actor in the past. No, no the man proved his position in hollywood by being subtle and maintaining character, and that is the performance of a lifetime.
I saw no reason to cast Joseph Gordon-Levitt as Lincoln's eldest son. All he did was complain, cry and argue only to enlist into the army to not feel guilty and fight for what is right. So what? Am I supposed to feel something for a character that did infact enlist, but only stood on the sidelines wearing uniform without even going through battle? Being the writer and being Spielberg, I would have expected at least a 3 minute sequence of young Robert Lincoln in battle to further strengthen the plot. The damage is done. Would have just been casted by a fresh face. Lincoln did allow underrated actors you normally see on TV take part as historic characters, but like I said, it takes more than a name to carry a film, even if that name is Daniel Day-Lewis or Steven Spielberg.
Cinematography was excellent, as well as the ugliness of war and depressed sentiments portrayed by mud, rain and blood. Spielberg does indeed have an eye for the visuals. It all started by crashing two trains together, now here he is commanding extras to pretend that they are at war while stabbing ,drowning and shooting each other to entertain a mass audience. My final disappointment would be the lack of John Williams's music. It was more present in the final credits than the whole production. Oh well, least the overall theme is worthy enough to get my dollar and thirty cents for iTunes. In the final act, we see a victorious President taking his last walk in the White House. Had it been me, I would have needed it there, rather than prolonging his inevitable demise, all to deliver a speech.
Overall, Spielberg is known for making multiple films centered in the same genre. With War Horse and Lincoln, he has concluded his war epics. This wasn't his best, plain and simple. I admit I was underwhelmed. Now I look to the future for the genre that brings out the best in him...Science Fiction.
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@thedude-abides Cheers dude. I hope at least Gyllenhaal and Pena get a nomination for End of Watch. Their buddy cop performance was strong, heartfelt and inspiring. I know it may not look it to others, but that movie was a surprise.
- thedude-abides • 3 years ago
@bawnian-dexeus Agreed. I just hate that the film as a whole wasn't as amazing as DDL. And as much as I love Joaquin, I don't think there's any way DDL doesn't come away with another Oscar. Like I told @XxNickTheFilmCriticXx, he's now the author of what I consider to be the two greatest performances in recent memory, if not of all-time.
@thedude-abides Yup. But hey, ithad some great moments too. DDL gave these long speeches and stories which I found cool because it showed that he was a man who knew how to boost morale and keep everyone in mental check before they lost their marbles. Particularly, I liked when he finally showed his authority when he told his cabinet to get him his votes. Great acting there, and the makeup only enforced it.
- thedude-abides • 3 years ago
@bawnian-dexeus "...it takes more than a name to carry a film, even if that name is Daniel Day-Lewis or Steven Spielberg." -- I couldn't have said it better.
Completely agree about the ending. That would've been perfect. In the end, this movie simply tried to do too much. Spileberg spread the film out too thin over several characters and plot points, and it showed. I agree that the cinematography was excellent, but the film itself left something to be desired, in my opinion. Great review.
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How much Hoenn CAN be done, like... what is possible with the space given?
can Pokemon be added without removing any? if so would prevos and evos from future gens be considered? Don't care bout any others, just like seeing complete lines
Is it possible to make every pokemon able to use all hms of currently obtained hms and badges they can learn without teaching them? Just so we can skip the slaves.... or just "Ash Grey" it (ie raft, hatchet etc.)?? I mean not all HMs are golden!
Optional Pichu and Eevee starters w/rival choosing the other? (Almost Yellowish)
Again if adding is possible, fakemon of a starter and its evolutions with alternate art and color/pattern and slightly higher stats(I.e. a striped Charmander, a big bulbed bulbasaur, as an example) and/or alternate evolution
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Learning to Optimize
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Alistair McGuire and Victoria Serra correctly argue in "The Cost of Care: Is There an Optimal Level of Expenditure?" (Spring 2005) that taking an economic perspective helps us to consider whether a country's health spending is optimal and efficient. But it is important to focus on the microeconomics of consumer decisions in health to understand why efficiency is elusive.
Consider the United States. The conventional view is that the United States spends too much money for the health benefits received. Yet economic work by Harvard University's David Cutler and others, which compares the economic value of extended and improved life expectancies with investments in medical care, suggests that for many treatments and procedures--such as heart surgery and many drug therapies--the return is generally far higher than for most other economic investments. But there are large variations in efficiency. Evidence from Medicare (the US government's health care program for the elderly) suggests that levels of spending beyond a certain point may actually have negative health outcomes. Moreover, for US citizens with good access to services, wide differences in spending and service costs within the United States are not closely related to differences in outcomes.
Certain aspects of the US health system's consumer incentives may help to explain this puzzle. For typical working families, services are provided through group health insurance as tax-free compensation sponsored by employers. Most employees are not aware of the true cost of this insurance, which is rarely identified as an explicit trade-off for cash compensation. Therefore, they tend to choose higher levels of health spending than they would if the full cost were clear. Consequently, there is a structural economic inefficiency associated with the health choices made by these working families; this leads to a strong tendency to over-consume because the cost in foregone future cash income is not evident, and there is a reduced consumer incentive to seek value for money. …


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The quick slap of a runner's stride against asphalt broke the late-afternoon hush of Vienna's Prater garden. Vanessa Pierson tensed, catching a flash of blue and white in her peripheral vision. Lean legs encased in a warm-up suit, slightly scuffed running shoes, rhythmic breathing--an athlete training for Vienna's annual marathon? She exhaled as he passed, but the knot behind her solar plexus tightened and sweat broke on her forehead, her body's message that she'd moved way beyond normal operational adrenaline.
But there'd been nothing normal about this op from the beginning.
Her Iranian asset had sent her a private message embedded within the careful content of the e-mail that prompted this meeting. He'd used the code they'd agreed on the last time they met in person. A phrase that told her the meeting was so urgent it warranted the risk entailed. "Although my conference schedule is extremely busy, I'm hoping to visit the Klimt paintings in the Belvedere Palace."
And now you're forty-two minutes late, Arash.
Fear for him whispered through her. What if he'd been detained, arrested--
She forced her mind away from the worst-case scenarios. Screwed-up Agency commo plans were legendary--the most intricate and carefully arranged meetings blown by someone forgetting whether to move the clock forward or back by one hour or two.
She'd played tourist for the last ninety minutes, strolling the main avenue, circling the park's ornate lake to feed the raucous ducks, the burn phone in her pocket pressing against her hip. Only one person had the number: Chris Arvanitis, her boss at the counterproliferation division, the only one at CIA Headquarters who still had her back.
Now, retracing her steps, she followed the path to the amusement park, where the Riesenrad, the Giant Wheel, spun ponderously against a low gray sky. When Arash arrived, he would head toward their landmark.
They hadn't had any contact since their last meeting in Copenhagen, almost two years ago. For a few minutes they'd walked through Tivoli Gardens, the last gleam of sunset reflecting off the lake. As a swan stretched its gray wings, sending ripples over the water's metallic shimmer, she'd pressed a flash drive into his damp palm, squeezing his hand gently. To calm him, she quietly joked, "For one of your colleagues at Natanz who enjoys the soft porn of Game of Thrones. Leave it where it will be used often and shared."
He had offered a faint smile, but the skin around his dark eyes tightened and Vanessa read the spike of fear. He knew better than to ask what the drive contained--he would put the pieces together easily enough, even before the story burned through the international press and the virus contained on the flash drive irrevocably changed the nature of covert war. Knowing she would not see him again soon, if ever, she'd walked away without looking back. Almost whispering the silent request: Be very careful, Arash Farah. Stay safe, my friend.
The Riesenrad groaned to a halt just as the lights sparked on in the amusement park, a small rainbow glowing against fading sunlight. A handful of laughing teenagers stumbled from a carriage on the huge wheel, and a small, screaming boy of about four tugged desperately on his mother's arm. But Vanessa focused on the solitary male pedestrians within sight. No Arash, but a pale, dark-haired man turned away from her gaze abruptly.
The first glimmer of the icy panic rose. A panic that had dogged her since the shit storm from Prague and Jost Penders's disappearance.
Even when the pale man waved to an elderly woman shepherding twin boys of about ten, the fear remained, irrational now.
She reined herself in, but all her instincts pushed her to move. Turning in slow motion, scanning the amusement park and the green tree-shaded park beyond, marking: the teenage heavy metal fan, neopunk leaking from his earbuds; the tourist family; the fraught woman with the noisy toddler.
A group of college students brushed past her on their way to the biergarten, voices rising over the groan of gears and piped music. She sidestepped them, abruptly brought back to ground.
She would give Arash ten more minutes.
"Komm schon! Vorwarts! Venez-vous! Come on!" The barker at the faded shooting gallery beckoned, calling out in assorted tongues, Come on, pretty lady, three shots for a Euro!
She flashed a smile that didn't reach her eyes--the open booth offered an easy view of the Hauptallee; at the same time, its proximity to the Reisenrad meant Arash would spot her quickly. She stepped up. "Nur drei?"
"Ordnung, drei, ja," the barker offered with a dodgy wink. He took her euros and handed her a scuffed target rifle.
Pushing strands of her dark bobbed wig behind one ear, Vanessa set the butt of the rifle squarely to her right shoulder. She took a breath and began the slow squeeze on the trigger. Four shots, four targets blown apart.
The barker fanned his forehead with his hand and whistled..
She powered through her next shots, annihilating four new marks, refusing another go--"Nein, nein"--abandoning the target rifle on the counter of the faded green booth.
Even if it was a timing mix-up, Arash should have been there by now. She had to move and--damn, the screaming toddler was dragging his mother her way.
Vanessa pivoted toward the main avenue, with its green canopy of chestnut trees, catching a glimpse of her distorted image in the mirror of the adjacent fun house, her jeans, boots, and jacket melding together, her slender body twisted to a freakish cipher.
Still the child screamed, a sound capable of shattering glass.
"Sie gewinnen!" The barker thrust a huge red plush panda into Vanessa's arms just as she saw a familiar figure in a black overcoat in the near distance: Arash walking briskly along the Hauptallee, the recognizable hitch in his stride, his black overcoat flapping slightly in the breeze, a tuft of blue-black hair falling over his high forehead, five-o'clock shadow emphasizing his softening jawline.
Relief at the sight of him surged through her, its intensity catching her off guard.
Vanessa handed off her prize to the tearful child. She barely registered the mother's surprised thanks because she was already moving to meet Arash. She quickened her pace to reach him while he was still on the main avenue.
Abruptly, a small shock ran through her body--the burn phone in her pocket vibrating against her hip.
Arash was no more than ten meters away, and he pulled up straighter when he saw her. His step lightened.
With her fingers pulling the phone quickly from her pocket while she tensed reflexively, she glanced down to read one word: Ephesus.
Abort, Vanessa thought--code to call off the operation.
No fucking way. Headquarters didn't have eyes on this op, so why were they calling her off? Why was Chris calling her off? Had something gone seriously wrong? Or was it overcaution on the side of Headquarters?
But she was too damn close now to abort. Arash had always brought her solid intel. She shoved the phone back into her pocket, pressing forward even as Arash slowed for an instant. Had he seen her hesitate?
She strode the last few paces, close enough to read his face--strain, exhaustion, the flush of urgency. But still he managed a twisted half-smile.
She slipped her arm through his and whispered, "Am I glad to see you. Now look happy, I'm your girlfriend."
Arash gripped her hand, almost stumbling as he tried to match his step with hers. "I didn't know if you'd still be here."
"I'll always wait for you as long as I can--but what happened? Why are you late?"
He shook his head. "The Sepah watch me; they watch us all. I had to wait until I could get away."
Sepah--literally, "army"--was the term used by many Iranians to refer to Iran's Revolutionary Guard without expressing loyalty to the Regime. She felt the burn phone pressing against her thigh. "Are you positive you weren't followed?"
But he'd hesitated a second before answering.
"I was very careful. I did everything you taught me."
"All right, that's good." But she pictured Arash as he hurried toward the meet: vigilant, pausing anxiously to glance into shop windows, looking for familiar reflections, stepping inside shops to force a shadow to pass and backtrack, all of it along a route he'd no doubt studied on a map. What must have been a very rusty and rushed surveillance-detection routine. Was that enough? Was she putting him in harm's way?
As if he sensed her doubts, he tightened his grip. "Yes, it's good. When I found out they were sending me here, I knew we had to meet, whatever the risks."
"Then tell me what you've got, because we don't have much time."
"What I've got . . . it's very important," he said, slowing almost imperceptibly. "How much will your government pay?"
"The usual transfer to your account." She shook her head, impatient now, steering him away from the avenue, into the park and the neat rows of chestnut trees. It wasn't like him to ask about money. "You know there's no time for renegotiation, not right now." She eyed him sharply. "Arash, tell me what you know that's so important."
"Do you remember your promise? If anything happens to me, you will take care of my family."
"Of course I remember. And I promise, I swear, I will keep them safe."
They were following a neat gravel path. She knew the small yellow pavilion in the near distance offered privacy as well as a vantage point. They would be able to see but not be seen.
"You have been looking a long time for the weapons facility that you suspect Bhoot, your ghost, is operating."
Vanessa tensed internally at the mention of Bhoot. She'd been hunting the phantomlike arms dealer and nuclear proliferator for three years, since the first rumors of his existence began surfacing in international intelligence communities. She'd come close to a new lead last year in Prague. "Bhoot?" She forced herself to breathe normally. "Yes. We've been looking for an Iranian weapons facility linked to him."
"Well, I have seen it," Arash said, his voice gone flat.
She shivered--but not from the deepening chill in the air.
They passed a handful of families and couples sprawled on blankets. Ahead, an aspiring boy director with a camera called out directions in French to his group of jaded friends.
Vanessa leaned her body against Arash, keeping her voice low. "You've been to this facility yourself?"
"Yes. And I heard what they are planning--"
"You saw Bhoot, the ghost?"
"Not yet--but there are rumors he will be there--" He shook his head, speaking so rapidly now that he stuttered.
She clutched his hand even more tightly. Over the next seconds, as his story began to unfold, she tried not to betray her primary emotion--dark elation. She had a hundred questions to ask him, but she knew her immediate priority was to memorize the geo-coordinates that would mark the facility's location. But even as he agreed, something caught her attention.
She tipped her head to identify the fragments of a sound, the wrongness of it: a high-pitched whine growing louder. An engine revving up?
A black-and-silver motorcycle, roughly a hundred meters away, slalomed over grass, tearing a path through the chestnut trees.
Her body quickened as adrenaline surged. The bike accelerated--a Suzuki, showering divots on a man and a woman entwined on a blanket. They bolted up, and the woman cursed loudly in German.
The driver, thick-shouldered and masked in black, skidded into a half-turn, dodging low-hanging branches. Forty meters away now. Headed for Vanessa and Arash.
"The pavilion," Vanessa hissed, pushing Arash toward it.
The bike swerved past the group of teenagers beneath the trees.
Vanessa got a first look at the biker's gloved right hand.
"Gun!" Running now, she pulled Arash with her until he matched her stride. She felt the motorcycle closing the distance.
Five meters to reach the pavilion. Too far to make it--
Arash stumbled over a tree root, and she grabbed for his jacket, pushing him down, sheltering him.
The Suzuki pulled even with them, splattering dirt, the helmeted driver braking as he looked their way--almost close enough that Vanessa could see their reflections in his helmet shield.
He aimed a black pistol--
Vanessa's fingers contracted reflexively, cutting into her palm. She cursed the rule that kept NOCs from carrying guns without express permission.
But he didn't fire!
A toy gun?
Abruptly, the biker peeled into a hard right turn, raining turf in his wake.
A sick joke?
A rapid rush of relief mixed with outrage surged inside Vanessa as the Suzuki disappeared in the shadows of the trees, the whir of the engine fading quickly.
The reprieve brought her to her feet. "Stay down," she told Arash. She scanned the area around them. She had to get him away from there, to a safe house, if possible.
Later, she wouldn't be sure what caught her eye. The glint of metal through the far trees? The slightest motion in the distance where the ground rose slightly and a sniper could take a shot?
Instinctively, she turned toward Arash.
He was halfway to his feet.
She felt the rush of air between them--heard a small, hard snap.
A piece of tree bark slapped her cheek as she reached out for Arash--"No!"
Saw the fear and confusion in his eyes.
Almost instantly there was a second hiss of air, a second snap of sound, and Arash's head jerked back and his body seemed to hover for an instant before he crumpled to the ground.
Vanessa dropped to her knees next to him. The bullet had hit him between the eyes. A shudder ran through her as his death registered viscerally. Then shock shut her down, leaving only the instinct for survival. Was she still in the shooter's sights?
She had to get away from there as quickly and as invisibly as possible. But first she searched Arash's pockets for anything that would give her more information about the facility--he'd been seconds away from verbally giving her the coordinates to memorize. She found nothing.
She rose numbly to her feet, turning from the few gathering onlookers. As she forced herself to walk intently through the dark-limbed trees toward the park boundary, the world jerked back to life, harsh voices, sirens. The polizei would show soon; Interpol and Europol soon after.
When she believed she was alone, she slipped the scarf from her neck and tied it over her head. She slowed for a few strides as disparate emotions overpowered the shock. But she pushed them back and kept moving. Already she could hear the sound of traffic from the main boulevard. She'd moved deliberately toward the shooter's location, knowing the shooter was gone--but trying to gether as much info as possible. She passed the knoll she would have chosen to take her shot.
Was he just ahead of her? Why hadn't he killed her, too?
As she walked quickly under the last of the tree canopy, she heard sirens.
She reached the boulevard, stepping into twilight. She hesitated, looking toward the noise. The city's inhabitants and tourists were strolling the avenue, enjoying a pleasant September evening.
But not the man leaving the park less than a half-block away.
He was more shadow than substance beneath a gray overcoat and fedora. Judging from the people around him, he stood under six feet tall. Was he stocky? Probably not, because the overcoat looked padded at the shoulders and long in the sleeves, while his gloved hands seemed disproportionately large. As he moved, he scanned the area intently, and she noted the high cheekbones and sharp Slavic angles of his face. At a guess, she'd tag him for Eastern European.
He turned away from the intersection, moving with other pedestrians, staying close to the park boundary. A satchel hung heavily over his left shoulder. Black, ubiquitous--half of Europe carried one. It wasn't long enough to contain a full rifle. But a pro could assemble and disassemble a customized rifle in a matter of seconds. He wouldn't leave it behind.
Vanessa followed, keeping to the shadows as they skirted the park.
He didn't look back, but Vanessa sensed his wariness, almost kindred with her own. If she was right about his sniping position, he'd fired from a distance of about six hundred or seven hundred meters. A windless day made it an easy shot for a decent sniper--except it was dusk, and the falling light made the shot more difficult.
Is that why he'd missed her?
The question raced through her mind even as she walked in a numb haze, still fighting against the shock of Arash's murder.
No way to be tracking a target.
As he approached a busy intersection, she moved to close the distance between them.
Just as he turned his head and looked back at her.
She hesitated, letting her mind overpower her instinct to keep tracking him.
He timed it perfectly, waiting for the light to change, moving toward the trolley stop just as the queue surged forward.
In a matter of seconds, he vanished.
Had he joined the quick rush of pedestrians who jumped the trolley?
Was he still ahead of her, halfway down a gloomy side street?
But what the hell could she do? She was a NOC--a nonofficial cover officer. If she let herself get caught up in an international imbroglio involving the assassination of a high-level Iranian target in Austria, the CIA would disavow any knowledge of her. End of story.
Her job demanded she stay under cover and avoid getting caught. An asset's life depended on it. So could her own.
She stopped with a shudder, and Arash's face filled her mind. She saw him falling, saw the dark hole in his head.
Barely aware of the curious glances of a few passersby, she clutched her jacket tightly, fighting free fall, working to regain control. She had to get out of Vienna as quickly as possible.
In this instant she had only one purpose: Get Arash's intel to Headquarters.
She pivoted back toward the park and then away, drawn north. She knew Vienna. She'd visited as a child. It was part of her world map.
The street address of the safe house came to her. Not far from here. She pushed back from the edge and forced herself to move through the falling darkness.


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ATSS board member, Elena Cherepanov, has been doing on-line trauma/PFA trainings for the Ukrainian mental health workers. She shares the following critical information with our members.
The European Federation of Psychologists Association (EFPA)'s Executive Council has issued the following statement about recent developments of the past weeks in Ukraine because they are a reason for great concern about the further unfolding of the conflict and the potential negative impacts on human rights, well-being and health of people in Europe.
The European Federation of Psychologists Associations (EFPA) herewith:
1. Expresses its concern about the unfolding events in Ukraine.
2. Calls upon its member associations to support their colleague psychologists from Ukraine and other countries affected by the current conflict.
3. Advises psychologists to abstain from involvement in propaganda and psychological warfare related to the conflict.
4. Asks attention for the mental health impacts of the developments on the people in Ukraine and other countries in the region.
5. Points at the dangers of nationalism in further approaches to the conflict, and emphasizes the importance of putting shared values and interests above those that divide.
6. Encourages psychologists with expertise in conflict resolution and in war and peace to contribute to de-escalation and peace promotion.
7. Calls upon all parties to continue efforts to defuse the conflict by negotiations.
On behalf of the Executive Council
Prof. Dr. Robert A. Roe
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Certification through the Association of Traumatic Stress Specialists (ATSS) has always aided trauma workers to become valuable service-providers. In this day and age, where there is a fairly constant need for trauma counselors, trauma specialists, and trauma responders, those who are certified to do this work have a leading edge over those who remain uncertified.
Unfortunately, the world-view of ATSS certification is being undermined by ATSS members with invalid certifications. Invalid ATSS certifications are held by those members who have let their membership and/or their certification lapse (usually due to non-payment of fees or lack of continuing education or both). Additionally, many of these members (with invalid ATSS certification) continue to promote themselves as ATSS certified. The truth is, if an ATSS member lets their membership or certification lapse, for whatever reason, their certification becomes invalid. One must be a member―in good standing―of ATSS to have a valid certification and one must keep the certification up to date for it to remain valid.
Those who have invalid certifications and continue to promote themselves as ATSS certified are committing, at least, a breach of ethics and, at most, an act that may be unlawful. The ethical issues associated with promoting an invalid certification should be obvious to most. However, the unlawfulness may not be so obvious. Many ATSS certified members are licensed to practice in their respective states. If their ATSS certification is invalid and they continue to promote themselves as certified, this is usually grounds to file a complaint to a licensing board. Further, if one obtains employment based on promoting an invalid certification, the employer can terminate the employment based on a false claim. Finally, the general public can take legal action against an individual who has an invalid ATSS certification for implying they are certified when they are not.
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Amy, Trent, Jackson, Trinity & Braden Pruett have been serving the Lord in Ban Nam Khem, Thailand since November 2006.
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"Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?" ~ Mary Oliver
Well, give my heart to all of you. That's one thing, and after a while I'll be doing it again. In less than a month I depart Jackson Hole for an extended stay in my New England home. I've been reading your emails and resisting my own default button: write a blog post! Surrounded by brown boxes, packing tape, piles and piles of stuff I didn't know I had, and an ever-shifting list of moving chores, I've had to curtail writing about art.
I miss it so. I will miss you deeply. You artists, you galleries, you museums and auctions, you wild and crazy fun events, salons, exhibits, Fall Arts Festivals~~~and most of all, the blissful, heavenly days spent out in Grand Teton National Park watching painters capture this beauty~~~feeling so proud to be present. To get to tell the world about your adventures, even as I'm on my own adventure. There's so much more to learn. This website, together with soaking in the West's stupendous art histories, has changed my life.
Thank you for your trust and respect. Thank you for allowing me to share with the world (and the world does see!) the power of Jackson Hole art. Once I've settled some, I'll be back to thinking and writing about you.
I'm proud of the Jackson Hole Art Blog, six years old, plus. This is post #541.
I know the Blog's mission is appreciated. It's the first blog of its kind in Jackson. Most importantly, I love you all and am blessed by your friendship, your support and the countless projects we've shared. We started something! I'm grateful for my experiences and affiliations with the Grand Teton Association and Rocky Mountain Plein Air Painters, Artists in the Environment, Greg McHuron, Bert Raynes, the National Museum of Wildlife Art, Altamira Fine Art, the Brookover Gallery, Trio Fine Art, Homestead Magazine, our newspapers, Jackson's Chamber of Commerce, the Jackson Hole Art Auction, Wyoming Arts, Wyoming Public Media and all Blog sponsors. Each and every artist!
With any luck I'll pull my head out of the basement and see you in the coming weeks. If we miss one another, you know where to reach me, and I know where to reach you.
Look outside your immediate selves and your generation; rescue whenever possible and appropriate. Volunteer in places and for causes that aren't "sexy." Stay honest.
Keep sending your news. Though I can't write about them for a while, I always want to hear what you're doing with your wild and precious lives.
Namasté! ~~~~ Tammy
Seven-year Western Design Conference (WDC) Events Manager Allison Merritt is now the conference's owner; she purchased the event from Powder Horn Press and the Jackson Hole News and Guide, owners since the show moved to Jackson in 2007.
Merritt plans to expand 2014's show and sale, she says. WDC will now include a home and interior design feature and "a larger fashion shopping experience." The annual, juried conference and show typically awards close to $16,000 in prize money to artisans working with Western genre works. This year's conference, the big kickoff for Jackson's annual Fall Arts Festival, takes place September 4-7, 2014.
"My vision is to build on the history of the show while creating an event that brings together every facet of design in the West, and to appeal to markets ranging from young, new customers to established collectors," says Merritt. "From documented American craft to home design to fashion, we are expanding the show to encompass all aspects of the best of Western design."
The Western Design Conference was founded 22 years ago in Cody, Wyoming, as a way to promote contemporary artists working with historical American craft methods. Contact Merritt at firstname.lastname@example.com or phone 307-690-9719.
Oh Milky Way, what secrets of our galaxy do you hold in/ your spiraling Orion's arm of comets and planets/and celestial beings…~Jackson Photographer Leine Stikkel.
Jackson's photographers are likely very familiar with Leine Stikkel's photographs of all things natural, quixotic and wild. I've known Leine for a couple of years, but too rarely get to spend time with her. She's a naturalist, a spotter, an adventurer and devoted to the art. Through her lens, she sees the world so uniquely—and I use "uniquely" in its best sense. Earlier this year she and filmmaker Jeff Hogan began a project filming beavers in Grand Teton National Park, but the project was cut short by the government shut down. The two continue working together; keep your eyes open for a new project.
Happily, I ran into Leine on the west bank dike, along the Snake River just the other day. She spotted an avalanche, and we looked at it through her binoculars for a while. She's launched a blog, "Lens to the World," where you can view her work and read her close-to-the-heart responses to what her camera's eye captures. It's beautiful. Stikkel simply wants to get her photographs and thoughts about what she sees out to the world. Hope this helps.
"The beaver pond is icing up. Their food storage spreads away from the lodge through the pond water, looking as if a small, branchy tree has fallen from atop the lodge. It will be their food throughout the winter," writes Stikkel. "All they have to do is dive out of the lodge and right there, under the ice, grab a branch and scoot back in, mmm water chilled alder, aspen or cottonwood tree."
Were we all able to slow ourselves down and match words to image as she does. Thank you, Leine. www.lenstotheworld.com
Jackson Hole artist Shannon Troxler has new encaustic paintings on display November 7 – December 27, 2013, at the Teton County Library. The artist will participate in a free opening reception for her show, "Missing Pages," on Thursday, November 14th, from 5-7 p.m. An artist's talk takes place at 6 p.m.
"The title of the show came about because my family and friends would complain that books I lent them had missing pages," says Troxler. "Each of my paintings will have a clue to a literary subject's identity, such as a quote—the pages are part of the art—and I'll have a table full of books I've used. The idea is to figure out which painting matches which book; some are very easy and some more difficult."
Troxler's project began six months ago when she painted a small work depicting Alice and the White Rabbit for the Art Association's "Whodunnit." Once under way, Troxler found it hard to stop.
"I have always had a passion for books, but now I was obsessed. I would wake up and think 'Oh, I should do Jane Eyre!' I'd find the book, reread it, decide which pages were relevant, and imagine how Jane would look and how I could capture her in paint and encaustic wax. For Jane, I ended up burning page edges, in reference to the book's fire scenes. Something I like about this show are the paintings' layers, meant to reflect each book's layers of meaning. Some will enjoy these paintings as simple portraits or landscapes, and those who have read these books may pick up on more subtleties," says the artist.
Troxler hopes to encourage discussion of the classics and their iconic characters, so much a part of our lexicon. As a subject, narrative is a departure for Troxler; many artists "shy away" from approaching literary stories in their work, she says. Though she studied art in the classical tradition and enjoys painting figures, she has never wanted to paint portraits and each of these works presented a challenge. Here, Troxler imagines how characters look and feel, a liberating experience. The combination of oil and wax creates lovely, translucent layers, allowing her to carve surfaces with subtle detail.
"I feel like I am just getting started, I can imagine so many more characters and series, musicians and sheet music for example. Cookbooks! I'm beginning to explore the concept of this being a traveling exhibit," says Troxler.
It's rather wonderful that book pages and journals, and how women manipulate or interpret the written word, are a reoccurring theme in recent weeks. This must mean something!
For information, contact Adult Humanities Coordinator Oona Doherty, 733-2164 ext. 135, or email email@example.com. The library notes that pARTners will also celebrate classic literature November 13-30th, with literary-inspired art by local high school students on display at the library. www.shannontroxlerfineart.com www.tclib.org
Noted plein air painter Scott Christensen will host a November opening for a series of new works at his downtown Victor, Idaho studio. A reception and sale for "A Painter's Travels" takes place on Saturday, November 23rd, 3:00 pm, at 10 S. Main Street, in Victor. I will go out on a wintry limb and assume works shall continue to be for sale after that date and into the holidays.
A lovely time of year, and opportunity, to view Christensen's latest works and meet the artist. For more information contact Casey at 208.787.5851, or email firstname.lastname@example.com. www.christensenstudio.com
Glass blower Laurie Thal is opening up her studio again this holiday season—come blow your own glass balls! (Sorry, there's just no getting around that joke!) It's a great time, Thal leads participants through each step of the process, and everyone goes home with a beautiful, hand made ornament.
Dates: November 12 – January 12, 2014. Groups of no less than four people can sign up, and the cost is $30/per person–$20 to make a second ornament. Phone 307.733.5096 or email firstname.lastname@example.com.


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Last week, our beloved Field Trip Intern Timothy Dyke conducted his very last field trip at the Poetry Center, and also hosted a special guest, poet and Tucson mayor Jonathan Rothschild! Here are some photos and book-spine poems generated by the students (and teacher) of Miles Learning Center on Tim's last day.
What is Found there
the night of stones
outside in
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Elephants and angels
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For the past two years, Tim Dyke has been one our wonderful Education Interns. He's recently graduated from The University of Arizona with his MFA in Fiction, and will be returning to his Hawaii homeland to teach. We will miss him dearly.
Even if I am the world's oldest intern, I still am glad that I have had the opportunity to work at the Poetry Center for the past two years. In the spring of 2010, I made the decision to leave Honolulu, Hawaii, where I had lived and worked as a high school English teacher for 18 years. I would travel to Tucson, AZ, a place I'd never been before. I'd enroll in the Creative Writing graduate program to pursue an MFA degree in fiction writing. In order to augment my funding support, I applied to be an Education Intern at the University of Arizona Poetry Center. I still remember the interview. I hadn't had to apply for a job in almost two decades, and then all of a sudden there I was: I remember sitting in my friend's office, borrowing his phone as I talked to the Poetry Center staff about joining them that upcoming autumn.
Two years later I am all set to graduate. With the support of the Creative Writing faculty and my classmates in workshop, I have produced a novel manuscript and have read and learned so much about fiction writing.
Tim Dyke is pursuing his MFA in Fiction at The University of Arizona. He's also an Education intern at the University of Arizona Poetry Center.
As an Education intern at the University of Arizona Poetry Center, I'd like to think that if a school group wants to schedule a field trip for a particular purpose, the inventive educators here will be albe to create a program that can accomodate them. When teachers from a local Tucson elementary school asked if they could visit the library to see the exhibit on Sharlot hall and Hattie Lockett, I said, "Of course." When I wasa told that the next Thursday morning would bring 25 Kindergartners and first graders to the Poetry Center, I anticipated a fun time. I also wondered what exactly a five-year-old or a six-year-old could appreciate about an exhibit that featured poets from Arizona's historical past. What could we do for their field trip that would be useful, fun and enlightening?
To plan the field trip, I began by consulting the Poetry Center website. According to the information provided, Sharlot Mabridth Hall and Hattie Greene Lockett lived and worked at the turn of the 20th Century. Members of the Arizona Women's Hall of Fame, both Hall and Lockett were "women of thought and action, pioneers in word and deed." On the morning of March 8th, I stood around a library case with an eager group of five and six year olds. We stared at leather journals and photographs of an Arizona that might no longer exist. How did I connect the lives of these pioneer women to the lives of these young visitors? Well, I'd like to think that I began by viewing these students as explorers in their own right. I'd like to think I considered them to be children of thought and action, young pioneers of word and deed.
Timothy Dyke is a fiction writer and MFA candidate at the University of Arizona. He currently holds the field trip internship position at the Poetry Center, leading and creating content for field trips for students of all ages.
During October and November, two groups of students from Tucson High School visited the Poetry Center for field trip experiences focusing on the work of Emily Dickinson. As a writer, reader and teacher, of course I was delighted to converse with young people about the poetry of this great American writer. As an education intern at the University of Arizona Poetry Center, I found myself confronted with this question: what can Emily Dickinson mean to teenagers in Tucson today in 2011?
There are, of course, answers to this question. Some educators might focus on the biography of Dickinson. Perhaps students would draw inspiration from learning about this original and independent woman who refused to allow society's expectations to hinder her dreams of personal expression.
by Timothy Dyke
Timothy Dyke is a first year Masters student at the University of Arizona in creative writing. From 1992 to the spring of 2010, he lived in Honolulu, Hawaii and taught English to high school students at Punahou school. He serves as an Education Intern at the Poetry Center.
Visual art can be a safe and engaging entry point into poetry for young learners. Students who become confused when asked to say what a poem means can feel a sense of relief and eagerness if asked to choose a crayon that matches the "color" of a poem, or when invited to draw a picture inspired by words on a page. Poets and visual artists have collaborated for centuries, and some of the best examples of these multimedia explorations can motivate young people to look at the written word through a visual lens.