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Wednesday, 15th October, 2003, 06:41 PM #101
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Well here is my entry for Ceramic DM. Unfortunately I had to rush through it (school work is picking up). I wish the best of luck to my opponent and to all others in the contest. With a little luck, and a mysterious attack on PirateCat with a crowbar a la "Tanya Harding" thereby making him incapable to submit, I'll see you in the 2nd Round.
Ceramic DM Round #1
Gregor vs. PirateCat
The fat merchants laughter rang out across the shallow muddy river, causing his narrow boat to rock back and forth and his turban to slip down over his eyes. His two female passengers dressed provocatively in sheer silks and glittering jewelry, gripped their seats tightly and released faint nervous giggles as the bobbing boat threatened to send them into the water. Moustafa Al-Jortir enjoyed nothing more than to spend his idle days careening down the river in his boat, his obese frame suspended by the piles of multi-coloured pillows which adorned the floor. Basking in the heat of the mid day sun, the large man would puff at his bubbling hooka pipe, drink his exotic teas which warmed in coal-holding braziers and entertain his many concubines on his routine river trips. As always, a larger second boat sat ahead of Moustafas and tugged it along the river. This larger slave-powered oar-driven craft held four such rowers and two of the merchants guards. The oars dipped noisily into the river, spurning the two boats onward and leaving a trail of stirred-up grayish silt in the brown water behind them.
From where Kimose Mobaso could see, crouched among the reeds and branches of the rivers shallow edge, the fat man puffed at his pipe and stared out across the water. The ebony-skinned Kimose lowered his upper torso into the dark waters and leveled his camouflaged head with its rippling surface. Draped across his face hung the cured feathery carcass of a pearl-white river monitor [PIC 1]. The bird-mask created a life-like representation of a monitor, frozen in natural form by both rigor mortis at death and koomba, the thick waxy waterproofing glue Kimoses tribe uses for such projects. From Moustafas pleasure craft, the unsuspecting passengers noticed only a typical river monitor swimming among the reeds and out into the deeper waters.
With one hand outstretched beneath the surface to guide him and the other gripped tightly around the hilt of his dagger, Kimose propelled his naked form softly and slowly along the thick silt floor of the river. Approaching the slowly moving craft, the assassin studied his massive target. Rolling his eyes back and forth from behind the mask, Kimose tried to determine where on the silk-clad merchant his dagger should slip for immediate success. When the sickly-sweet scents of Moustafas hooka tobacco, the stale perfumes of the concubines and the fetid odor of human sweat began to tingle his nostrils, he knew it was almost time.
* * * * * * * *
There was once a time when Kimose was just another tribal boy, the sort who loved his day trips into Buuthma, the city of a thousand splendors. Buuthma was a frontier town, the last bastion of civilization in the south and the final destination for intra-empire merchants. Thus, it was a fair mix of wealthy eastern Imperials, poor southern tribesmen and every combination of wandering human, demi-human and humanoid. This mélange was especially apparent when the bazaar crowded the palm-covered streets of the city. The flood of silk and turban clad easterners, the dark skinned animal fur wearing southerners and the intermittent Imperial guard was truly a sight to behold. It was days like this that Kimose longed for as a child. The day when his weekly chores came to an end and he could bask in the glow of eastern civilization, spend his own money and live like a king. Every ten-day he would ride into Buuthma from the surrounding tribal outlands with his small group of friends, their almost-empty leather change pouches rattling noisily from atop their trotting Zebra mounts.
Although Kimose enjoyed spending his coin in the packed palm streets of the market, taking in the rich scents of spices, cooking fires and various dishes, he especially enjoyed participating in one specific pleasure. While he was no stranger to cleaning himself in the rivers around his village, he could not help but spend the majority of his money in the outdoor hot-springs of Moustafa Al-Jortirs canopied harem. Nestled into the ground and covered by richly dyed leather canopies lay a number of stone carved reservoirs filled with steaming perfumed water. It was here, surrounded by barely-dressed eastern women and bombarded by the cacophony of sitar music, that Kimose spent his gold. Whiling away his afternoons, he soaked his skin in the sensuous heat of the water and felt like an emperor, whilst his friends scurried through the streets like children [PIC 2].
On one such hedonistic afternoon however, Kimoses world changed in an instant. Opening his closed eyes from their bliss-induced slumber with a start, the boy watched as a very large eastern man lowered his bare skinned body into the pool with him. His mounds of chest hair flattened and stuck against his wet skin as he shifted into position. Kimose gazed at him but said nothing. His large yellow turban hid his hair, but a long greasy goatee hung from his chin that framed his brown-toothed smile. Reaching out of the pool and off to the side, the large man brought forth a long spouted tube and sucked deeply. The low rumble of bubbling water and the escape of rich white smoke from the mans mouth revealed the hooka positioned to the side. He stared at Kimose before speaking.
I see you here every week, yet you are just a child, how is it that you afford these pleasures? said the large man, his words hissing slowly from behind his lips.
I work hard in my village replied Kimose with a slight tremble.
You must work quite diligently to be able to afford these services. Pardon me my services.
Kimose remained motionless, his façade an image of fear and confusion. Who is this man and why have the guards allowed him to share my pool he thought.
How rude of me said the man with a grin. Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Moustafa Al-Jortir, I own this harem as well as many merchant caravans.
Its very nice to meet you. Replied Kimose, his voice continuing to tremble.
Do not be afraid little one, you have done nothing wrong and I am not here to harm you. The large man coaxed.
Moustafa sucked deeply from his hooka once more, this time exhaling through his nostrils and staring intently at the boy before him. He raised a wet hand from beneath the surface of the pool and placed it on the shoulder of Kimose who sat staring at it, afraid to move.
I can see that you are special whispered Moustafa, his hand running slowly down the arm of Kimose. You are young and virile, your skin is dark and tight and you have the form of a warrior.
Kimose pulled his arm away nervously and his breathing began to increase, the fear becoming clearer upon his young face.
How would you like to be able to afford these pleasures everyday little one? Moustafa asked as he lowered his hand down beneath the surface of the perfumed water and towards Kimoses lap. I would pay you well and you would only have to provide a few minor services for me.
By the time Moustafas hand touched Kimoses inner thigh, the boy was up and swinging at the fat merchant, his bony black hands connecting with his fleshy greasy face.
Guards! shouted the merchant between punches. Take this piece of garbage to my tent!
Before Kimose could react, he was pulled from the pool, his hands lashed with cord and was dragged along the dirt floor of the canopied harem. He landed with a jolt, his face buried in a pile of pillows and the closing flap of the canvas tent he now occupied muffled the outside music and chatter. His heart was pounding with terror, his chest heaving with each breath and his surroundings a blur. It was not long before Moustafas fat wet hand forced the boys face into the pillows, gripping tightly around his neck and warning him not to scream.
Now I will take what I want from you boy and you will serve another purpose whispered Moustafa, his voice a vipers hiss. I will steal you from your family and you will fight for my enjoyment in the arena. But first
The last sounds that Kimose could recall were the muted laughing voices of the concubines outside and the swishing of fabric that marked the loosening of Moustafas robe.
* * * * * * * *
The gladiator lowered her massive form into a defensive stance, her back legs squatting and shifting the weight to her rear. Her front limbs, ending in large tightly clenched fists, dug her knuckles into the sandy floor of the arena, her face reddening from the rush of blood to her head. She was exhausted, her deep constant breaths scattering the sand beneath her in all directions. Above her sat the throngs of the affluent, the many easterners and rare southerners who could afford this form of barbaric entertainment [PIC 4]. It was this crowd of cheering social elite that Kimose was focusing on, his gaze dancing across the rows of seats, his eyes for one man only. Acting almost instinctively, the young man leapt to the side as the thick female gladiator plowed towards him, her exhaustion evident in the sloppiness of her approach. Backing off, still full of energy and armed with a long knife, Kimose danced around his opponent. The woman knelt to the ground and grasped at long iron spear, one of the many deadly weapons scattered in the arena before each match. Using the butt-end to prop her weary body up and help her get to her feet, the womans face deepened in shades of crimson and her breathing increased. Kimose could clearly see his opponents vision swimming, her cognizance of surroundings fading rapidly. He stole another glance into the crowd and there he was, the corpulent merchant who watched him every day, the reason he had been fighting in the arena for years, and the butcher who violated him as a child. Kimoses gaze was unyielding; it locked onto Moustafa and his greasy skin, matted beard and ochre teeth.
The spear whisked across Kimoses face, its deadly barbed point coming within inches of contact. He removed his glance from his oppressor and focused on his attacker. He raised his knife and pointed it towards the woman, her motions slow and uncoordinated. Falling into his own defensive posture, the young man circled his opponent, the thick ropy muscles of his bare legs and arms visible with each movement. The spear came again, its tip flying towards Kimoses chest. In one smooth motion, he stepped to the side of the blow and pushed the hilt of the incoming spear out of the way and caused the gladiator to lose her balance. Stepping towards her as she struggled to bring her spear back to the ready position, Kimose drove his knife into her stomach. The crowd let out a cry of enjoyment, their screams only a blur of noise in the young mans ears, his senses blinded in the sickening exhilaration of murder. Her eyes turned white and rolled back in their sockets, her lips parting to allow a stream of blood to run down her chin and onto Kimoses dark skin. He stepped to the side and allowed her lifeless form fall forward onto to the sand covered floor, the weight of her body driving the blade clean through her back. Kimose rushed to pick up the iron spear from the hand of his vanquished opponent, holding it in preparation to throw and scanning the seats for his last sight of Moustafa. His eyes found their mark, but a dissipating cloud of hooka smoke signaled the villains exit.
* * * * * * * *
It had been one year since his escape from Moustafas iron grip Kimose thought as he swam up next to the boat, his monitor mask concealing his presence.
The guards had forgotten to lock his cell one evening, their inebriated states removing both their sense of duty and their ability to stay awake at their posts. As quiet as a gazelle, the young southern prisoner slipped out of his dirt-floored cage and murdered his guards with their own knives. Covered in the blood of his captors and gripping the hilt of a bloodied dagger, Kimose fled into the empty evening streets of Buuthma, his sprinting form delivering him from bondage.
He listened to another of the fat merchants jokes, the squealing laughter of the concubines and the rough evil voice of his enemy caused his skin to crawl. Kimose swam the length of the small boat, his grip on his weapon becoming tighter as he approached Moustafas pillow covered position.
Oh what a pretty bird. Exclaimed one of the concubines, her many jewels rattling with each word.
What bird? inquired the merchant, his massive body rolling on its side to gaze into the water where his whore was pointing.
Moustafas melon-sized cranium reached out over the water and his eyes met the brilliant white monitor. In one lightning-quick motion, Kimose shot his dagger-wielding arm out of the muddy water, its point penetrating the fleshy neck of his mortal enemy. Tearing the mask from his face and pulling his mud-covered body into the boat, he climbed over Moustafas choking and bleeding body. The concubines screamed in unison at the sight of their strange attacker and the convulsing, blood spewing form of their employer. Diving from their seats into the river, the soaking silk-clad women splashed noisily as they tried to swim towards the guard boat.
Kimose stood over his bleeding foe, the wet gurgling sounds of his blood-splattering neck wound filling his ears. With a look of complete and utter satisfaction, he released a wad of hot spit upon the face of Moustafa, its translucent dallop distinguishable among the flowing crimson. With a flesh-piercing jolt, Kimose fell backwards, the end of a cross-bow bolt protruding from his chest. The guard boat had spun around and was moving towards the merchants pleasure craft, the screams and splashes of the concubines alerting them to danger. Kimose fell, gripping at his wound and watching his life-force drip from the opening in his flesh. His body collapsed upon the tea-warming brazier, its collapsing structure scattering red-hot lumps of coal into the boat. The many pillows and fabrics beneath his dying body burst into flames [PIC 3]. Despite the intense heat of the boat turned inferno, Kimoses body remained cold while he died.
At least we die together he thought, for all the years of suffering
A final smile permeated itself on his face. His world went dark.
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Wednesday, 15th October, 2003, 09:33 PM #102
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Ceramic DM Round #1
Gregor vs. PirateCat
Thump. Thump. Thump.
By the time he heard the rhythmic stamping, David Korka already had a reasonably good idea of exactly how much trouble he was in. The wooden floorboards beneath his feet vibrated violently, and Korka braced himself as he wiped the sweat and sea water off his brow with one tired hand. His eyes stung.
Stranger? The voice was surprisingly high-pitched, in accentless Japanese. Turn around, stranger. I prefer not to kill you while your back is turned.
Korka sighed, a long and gut-wrenching sigh that eloquently expressed just how bad a weekend he was having. And slowly, reluctantly, he turned to face the person behind him.
* * *
Forty eight hours earlier, he had been seated in the empty cabin of a high tech agency plane bound for Central America. The agent briefing him had been short and squat, her face lined with fatigue. Her cigarette-roughened voice was almost drowned out by the thunder of the planes engines.
when you get there.
Korka strained his ears. What?
The woman gestured violently with her unlit cigarette, eyes irritated. Pay attention, Agent Korka. I said youre on a solo mission, and you shouldnt expect extensive logistical support when you arrive.
Where are we headed? No one actually briefed me when I boarded in Mexico City. The plane pitched in the turbulence, but neither agent noticed.
Placencia, Belize. Well land there ostensibly for refueling and errands, and youll be smuggled out at the airport. Heres your necessary ID. Papers rustled. Once youre free of observation, youll make your way to Dangriga to investigate a drowned agent.
Korka smiled in eager anticipation, already picturing exotic femme fatales swimming towards him through azure water off of Belizes coast. Lighthouse Reef and the Blue Hole again? Sometimes I love this job. Im always amazed by how much spying goes on in that place. You know, all you have to do is show some evil mastermind a photo of the Blue Hole and he immediately assumes that its a perfect location for his undersea lair. Idiots. Korka chuckled to himself.
The senior agent smiled to herself in grim and sadistic satisfaction. Not this time, Agent. We save those assignments for more experienced operatives. We have something a little more gritty for you. Korkas face fell. This time, youll be investigating a murder on the mainland. Weve lost an agent named Anne Pitcairn. She was drowned. We found her washed up on the beach, but it wasnt sea water that we found in her lungs; it was a mixture of gasoline and fresh water. There were defensive slashes on her hands and forearms.
So she certainly didnt drown while taking a midnight swim. Korka gestured expressively with one hand.
Exactly. Youre to find the place where she was killed and recover her belongings. If someone stole them, track and remove them as necessary. The agency wants her equipment back in friendly hands.
Korka frowned at his Control. We want her belongings? Theres something you arent telling me. This sounds like an amateur job, a simple murder. Im not yet sure why were getting involved. The other agent nodded slowly.
Pitcairn was one of our scientists recruited from Atlantas Center for Disease Control. She was top notch, with brilliant theoretical knowledge and a talent for experimentation and virus design. We pulled her out of the field because she reported that she had developed what could be a deadly new pathogen. Unfortunately, someone else got to her first. She cleared his throat. Pitcairn had encrypted data with her, containing all of her notes and research on biological contaminants. When they found her body, the laptop and PDA were both missing. Whether she was killed for that information or not, we want it back before someone else is able to decipher it.
Korka scowled. Understandable. I hate bioterrorists. Homing beacon in the laptop case?
His Control rolled her eyes. She had changed the homing code, and hadnt reported it back. Its probably listed in the PDA.
Korka laughed despite the noise and the turbulence, and his smile flashed at the challenge. Then its going to be a fun one. Hand me the file, and Ill get to work. I havent had a challenge since Leticia. He flipped open the manila folder marked SECRET and began learning all about the life and habits of Anne Pitcairn.
* * *
The boy looked up at Korka with wide brown eyes. This is where it happened, senor. The thing with the girl. The screaming.
Korkas dark eyes took in the narrow little graveyard. Mostly abandoned, the cemetery was littered with empty beer bottles that lay beneath old crosses painted an odd shade of blue. Tell me.
This place is very close to my house. A gang of bad men uses this place to meet. They drink here, and have women with them, and they gamble. Sometimes they fight. My padre used to try and chase them out, but they have cuchillos knives. They used an empty crypt to hide the gasoline that they steal from the cars of las turistas. The boy pointed to an above-ground grave, a covered stone box clearly designed to hold a coffin. The boys voice dropped, and Korka had to strain to hear it. They take off the lid and pour it in here, then take it out later for their cars and motorcycles. The policia know, but they do nothing. A barely concealed smile twitched at the corners of the boys mouth. But somehow the lid to the grave got left off one night while it rained, and all their precious fuel was ruined. Que lastima, no? What a shame. I think they were very mad, but they never found out who did it. The boys smile, when it finally appeared, was like the sun emerging from behind dark clouds. Here. Let me show you this thing.
Korka grunted as he and the young boy pushed the lid off of the stone crypt. The slab crashed to the ground, and the smell of petroleum rose up to burn into his nostrils. You werent kidding, were you? he asked in amazement as he ran one finger through the rainbow sheen of the gasoline and rainwater mixture. Now tell me about the girl.
It was only a few nights ago, senor. I heard cars and a woman screaming, so I snuck out of my window and ran over. I could see people here! They looked like they were holding her, maybe robbing her? But one of them saw me and I ran. The boys head drooped in shame. I should have gone to la policia, but I was afraid.
Im not surprised, Esteban. Korka was examining the ground and the edge of the crypt, and his experienced eye picked up a multitude of clues. He studied them carefully. It looks like they threw her in here, clothes and all, and held her down. Charming. And Im actually going to have to climb in there. The agent made an involuntary face as he flicked at the liquid with a forefinger.
Estebans head snapped up. No, senor! A woman died in there!
And she might have dropped something I need. I need to check.
The boy took a big breath. Then I will search for you. It is my gift to the woman who I should have helped. Before Korka could get close enough to stop him, the young boy had stripped off his shirt and clambered over the side of the crypt. Holding his breath, he sank out of sight into the polluted water.
Korka shook his head. What a helpful little idiot. The hot equatorial sun beat down on his dark skin, and he wiped sweat from his forehead.
Esteban resurfaced thirty seconds later, objects clasped in each hand. I found something, senor! A purse!
Korka smiled in appreciation. Esteban, you just earned yourself a bonus on what Im already paying you. Thank you. He reached out his hand to take the purse and help the boy from the water. A quick glance into the handbag told him that the PDA was still there. Then a stone clicked behind him, and the hair on the back of Korkas neck rose in warning.
He spun smoothly, putting himself in front of the boy. Five men in their mid-twenties stood before him, clothing ragged and much too tight. Their ugly faces were mocking and cruelly amused. An what do we have here? asked one of them, a pale skinned thug with a glint in his eye. A gringo and un nino, poking around where they shouldnt be. What a shame for them. The four other gang members began to fan out.
Korka smiled carelessly. Id like to know why you killed a woman here. Id like to know who hired you, and why. The leaders eyes flickered like a snake, and Korka knew that he had hit paydirt. We can do this the easy way, and I can pay you for the information. Or we can do it the hard way. More quietly, he added, Esteban, go. Behind him, he heard the boy obey.
The leader laughed, a harsh little sound that carried across the graveyard. The hard way, I think. There are five of us and one of you. Maybe we will be paid a bonus for you. And well come back later to finish off the boy. The man shook his sleeve, and a long and very sharp knife slid into his hand. He was missing a tooth, and Korka could see the pale thugs tongue probing the blackened gap like a tiny pink worm every time he tried to be threatening. Amateur, Korka thought, and shrugged.
Your choice. His right hand dipped into a pocket as his left hand skimmed across the surface of the open crypt, sending a wave of watery gasoline through the air and onto the man with the knife. It soaked him thoroughly, and set him raging.
Hijo de puta! Youre going to die for that! He rushed forward recklessly, teeth bared. Poke, poke went the tongue.
Korka clucked his tongue. I dont think so. He took three steps forward and one to the side as he used his left hand to evade the knife thrust. At the same time he brought his right fist smoothly across the attackers body. A tiny sound like the grinding of stones came from his hand. Cha-Click.
What? The thug looked confused.
Korka smiled helpfully and held up the object in his hand. Its a cigarette lighter, he said. Didnt you know? Smoking can kill you. He flipped the top of the lit lighter closed, even as gasoline-fueled flames blossomed from the knife wielders clothing with a dull whump.
The burning man screamed and turned, leaping past Korkas shadow for the dark stone floor of a nearby crypt. One of his friends reached out a hand to help pull him to safety. The forgotten knife clattered on flagstones.
Bastard! Another gang member started for Korka, but reeled back as soon as he realized that a snub-nosed pistol had appeared in the agents clenched hand.
Have a seat, boys, as soon as you put out your friend. Korka settled himself on the edge of the crypt. His voice was very sincere. We have a lot to talk about and not much time for pleasantries.
* * *
Youve found it? Korka sipped the martini with his eyes shut, and grinned happily; just how he liked it. Under him, the agency plane taxied for takeoff.
We have. His Control sat down beside him and dropped a file on his lap. The PDA had the homing code, and the satellite has picked it up. Pitcairns laptop is on a small island not far from Japan. Those thugs you met apparently were hired by a reclusive Japanese millionaire named Yee.
Whyd he want it?
Not he. She. The agent dropped a photo onto Korkas lap, and Korka raised unbelieving eyes to his Controls face.
A female sumo wrestler? Youre kidding. Tell me youre kidding.
The agent shook her head. Nope. Shes retired. Inherited millions of dollars from her father, bought her own island. Apparently shes reclusive and hostile. In any case, we now have reasonable proof that she paid to acquire this information on infectious diseases. Lord knows what shes planning, but youre going to find out.
Korka snorted sarcastically. Because an occidental black man is going to fit in so well in Japan. Why not let our Asian operatives handle it?
His Control smiled. Secrecy; the fewer people who know, the better. Anyways, you always manage to find a way. Thats why you work for us.
Flatterer. Any instructions?
Youll need to infiltrate the island, which is smack in the middle of an avian wildlife sanctuary. Itll be tricky; shallow seas and abundant radar, so no easy way to approach by land, sea or air. Im sure youll come up with something. She dropped another file on the seat next to him, and left him to prepare.
* * *
So, this is something. Korka rolled his eyes as he removed the knife from the snipers back, and paused to pick a leech off of his arm. A nice set-up here. No one allowed near due to the endangered storks, water too shallow for easy scuba diving, both radar and sonar stations, and a whole ring of snipers guarding the islands perimeter. Yee may be the size of a hippo, but shes got some brains in her and shes protecting something important. Silently, Korka propped the sniper back in a life-like pose and slipped from the raft back into the shallow water. He readjusted the stork mask on his head. But all they see all day is storks. They expect to see storks. And that makes it a lot easier for me. Cautiously, Korka resumed his swim for the nearby shore, the protective coloration of his realistic stork mask the only thing visible to observers.
* * *
Infiltrating the sumo wrestlers complex was even more difficult. Despite being built somewhat in a traditional Japanese architectural style, the place was alive with armed guards, electronic security, guard dogs, and even a tiny henchman who thought he was a ninja Korka had run the whole gauntlet, and so far he had prevailed. He had found the bioterrorism lab and jiggered the locks, then tossed a couple of sleeping gas grenades into the sealed ventilation system. He had dumped the computer core and burned the backup tapes with thermite. The only task left was to retrieve the encrypted laptop itself, and so he found himself climbing four stories of bamboo stairs up into Yees personal quarters. He had been so stealthy, so careful
Thump. Thump. Thump.
Korka turned around. Yee stood before him, crouched in the traditional sumo crouch, feet stamping the wooden floor. She was wearing full Kevlar body armor over her sumo garb. Behind her, Korka could see the laptop open on a table.
Korka groaned. I dont suppose youd like to talk about it?
Thump. Thump. Her feet pounded the floor, making the structure shake. Ive just gotten off the radio. It seems as if youve managed to disabled my entire operation in less than an hour, and I never even noticed. I have great respect for you, stranger. Now you will have to die. She eyed him. Im fairly sure that I can crush you like a bug. Privately, Korka had to agree.
Whats your problem, anyways? Youve got - or rather, you had - an entire bioterrorism lab here. You had a decent woman killed in order to steal her research on diseases. This isnt exactly a normal hobby. Korka eyed her sumo gear. Not that youre necessarily into normal hobbies, mind you.
Revenge is a wonderful motive. You have no idea how
Blah, blah, blah. You know, Ive seen all the James Bond movies. Ive heard all that, and it doesnt ring true. The real world is more complex. There are consequences for actions. Korka used the machine gun that hed taken from a guard to let off an ear-rattling burst of gun-fire, raking the bullets back and forth across the wooden floor to make a dark line of bullet holes. Cartridges twisted and spun as they leaped from the gun.
This is your last chance, lady. Stay where you are, surrender and face justice. Cross that line, and Ill have to kill you.
Yee smiled coldly. Goodbye, assassin. Four hundred and fifty pounds of muscle rushed forwards towards him, inexorably
And as Yee crossed the line Korka had made in the floor, the bullet-riddled boards snapped and parted under her weight. She plummeted downwards, screaming as loudly as the snapping wooden planks. Korka listened as she hit the floor below, fell through, hit the floor below, fell through that as well, and finally hit the distant ground. The noise was indescribable.
Warned you, said Korka out loud, and maneuvered his way around the unstable flooring to pick up the stolen laptop. Some people never learned.
Wednesday, 15th October, 2003, 09:37 PM #103
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Gregor, that story is GREAT. Nicely done! Geez, I wanted to kill Moustafa myself.
Wednesday, 15th October, 2003, 09:49 PM #104
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Cheers PKitty!
I just finished your story and I am speechless ... its just THAT good!
I especially enjoyed your usage of the pics.
Well, now comes the nail biting of the waiting period. Best of luck mate!
Thursday, 16th October, 2003, 04:11 AM #105
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trust me, waiting is agony.... (or did I miss the post that tells me I lost?)
sometimes nothing is a real cool hand
Thursday, 16th October, 2003, 04:15 AM #106
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No, but it's on the way.Originally Posted by cool hand luke
Be bloody, bold, and resolute! Laugh to scorn The pow'r of man, for none of woman born Shall harm Macbeth
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Thursday, 16th October, 2003, 07:54 AM #107
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So, I apologize slightly for this little in-joke. The boy in the grave made me think of central america, central america made me think of Belize, Belize makes me think of the Blue hole, and the Blue Hole makes me think of a spy movie. And sadly enough, that's where my story started. So I thought I'd mock myself.Originally Posted by Piratecat
Writing and ranking these is hard! Lordy, I'd hate to be a judge.
Thursday, 16th October, 2003, 08:56 AM #108
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You folks are amazing. I've read everything at least three times now. Highly enjoyable! Your wife is a big hippo!
I'm sure things will only get worse/better as the contest moves on. Hey, I am having fun!
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Wow, two cool stories.
I was surprised at Gregor's implied brutality, but it works within the story.
And Piratecat: that Blue Hole is sooo cool! I mean, who doesn't immediately think of an underwater hideout upon seeing that?
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Gwen / One Hour Later, Three Days Ago / Cold Fish / Indian Summer / Disillusionment / Rememberance / For Lack of a Better Term / The Hunt / The Second Coming (AU-Serial)
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Yes, I love the supervillan honeypot. And swimming in gasoline...aaaa....
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thelma cauley philadelphia
wow...I really can relate to that. It makes me understand just a lil bit better of what be going on in my life.I do feel hidden...and its a very good thing. All things in God's good time. I was even told one time' that is why you are living like you are'. She didn't realize I felt I was living just fine...I understood at that particuliar time God was working with me and it was fine by me. I also felt I didn't need to tell her NOTHING! Someimes things are just between YOU and YOUR GOD. Hey Tyler Keep Living . Keep Your Head Up. Keep Inspiring! We need more people like yourself. !Reply
Denee Tarboro, NC
Here I am in bed, still trying to recover from being knocked down with sickness 10 days ago, late as all get out watching this video but... it still applies even a year later. I am a big fan and am very grateful for all of your words of encouragement and wisdom. Some people have a dream that also needs to be shared and heard by others. There is most definitely a motion picture behind my trials. I will meet you one day... when the time is right and God is ready. I pray everything you continue to do is blessed.Reply
ZRBoyd McAlester, Oklahoma
Blessings Tyler! I appreciate you for being non-abstract, but of a sound mind! Just to know that one of your many attributes consist of skill of "listening," speaks a lot about you! You being the epitome of "busy" and yet take the time out to "listen" to people; you have earned my deepest respect. My peeve is "hearing" as opposed to "listening." One requires great skill, and I'm sure that you have the gift of "what is UNspoken!" 100 Fold blessings to you!Reply
Sharone Gaither Philadelphia, Pennsylvania 19138
I am inspired by your comment regarding being hidden by God..some years ago my son was murdered, and I sought drugs to ease the pain. There is so much more to the story, I went to a rehab,and began to renew my relationship with Christ. I never wrote stories, poems, or songs, and believe that God has been keeping hidden for His divine purpose...while away in rehab a began writing and the first original piece is called Eyes Open/Eyes Shut....and although the piece is so powerful it seems like nothings happening...I shall continue to wait on the Lord...I was bless by someone hearing me and seeded my first house studio CD, and was instructed by spirit to seed that CD into the ministry of recovery . I'm still writing and mentoring children who are suffering the effects of hardships, street life, drugs, bullying, rape, and incest...Thank you so much for inspiring me...Reply
It's My Time Alabama
An excellent message (my favorite) because we tend to believe that visual popularity is a measure of success. I'm of the belief that those in the background make the greatest contributions with their talents.....the writers, video techs, makeup, ect.Reply
Ms Carr Atlanta, GA
Maybe I'm suppose to be hidden...... I ask myself that over and over again, "am I". How would I know. I know I don't want to be hidden. I try to take myself out of the equation and let God have his way, but after a while I go right back to "excuse me....hellooooo....I'm over hereeeeee". I watch others in and out of their "whatever you wanna call it", and just be like: why does come so easy for them. I'm very picky. If it quacks like a duck, to me its a duck. I'm sorry, if you did't want me to think you were a duck, you shouldn't have quacked. All that to say......... how would I know if I'm suppose to be kept hidden.Reply
Sheneith Hawkins Dallas,Tx.
Excuse me & forgive me cause I just think of you as AMAZING! And I know y'all gonna let me think what I wanna think! :-) Right on! Then when I do see you face to face, I'm be like u be just sitting up looking all shy. But I'm going to be blushing, & perhaps laughing none stop, with my eyes closed holding my heart/chest....LoL.... I'm glad I got that out. Okay, now you know. Like R.Kelly said, I'm not trying to win no tickets! This is a Radio Message! For real For Real. And, I'm not fan! Whatever fan suppose to mean. I'm not that! I'm ME! LOL... OK, Enough say. For now. Lol.... What that song say, HOW DID YOU GET HERE! :o !!!!! O, where even dreams believe. Yeah! :-) Happy Thanksgiving!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Reply
Sheneith Hawkins Dallas,Tx.
:-) So, I been up preparing somes dishes on tonight while watching Madea's Big Happy Family Stage Play. :o !!! Enjoying you all's good music, laughter & joy. I was thinking I would send u one of those songs. But I decided to just write & tell u about it instead. Lol.... I just love you! This year is my first time preparing Cornbread Dressing. You're like how is that possible? Because 9 out of 10 times I would be in Louisiana with family & everybody in my family does that. I would normally bring dessert, drinks, spiral ham or make a shrimp dish. Being we're here this year. D'Andre requested Dressing! Smh... So, dressing has been added to the dishes. :P Lol.... We'll see how delicious it is & then I'm gonna shock them all the next time we get all together with my sister them. Lol.... Yeah! I'm the baby girl of my family. And when I was growing up my mother would try to teach me to cook. And guess what I used to say? Lol... I used to say, I'm not gonna need to know how to cook, cause my husband gonna take me out to eat! Lol..... You talking about DREAMING? Was that a dream or what? Lol...lol... I'm still waiting. Lol... I'm not saying I can't cook. What I am saying is my mother, sisters, brother in law & the rest of them they are the Cooks. :-) And I must say, they do a very good job at it too! It looks like to me, they enjoy preparing all those dishes & they do such a great job at it. So, I just stay out of the way. At this age I'm not sure if I'm still suppose to be holding on to believing my future husband gonna do it for me. Lol... And its not because my brother in law can cook. Because I was saying that long before then. Lol... Little girls can be really funny. I'll tell you the other dishes I prepared later on. Having a good night T! :-) You gotta tell me about your Thanksgiving. And I'm looking forward to Mother's Day Weekend 2014!!! Happy Birthday to me! Knock on the door, say, SURPRISE!!!! O, u shouldn't have! Lol... You are too much. Smh! Lol.... You are truly an Amazing person T! Have u ever had someone to be crazy about you, T? And how did that person act? What did that person do? I personally would prefer somebody to care about me other than hate me. That's for sure! What Anthony Hamilton say, Back To LOVE! I agree with that. Feels good, yea! And if u would like to know if I'm enjoying myself? For the most part, I Am! :-) It's actually FUN! GOOD NIGHT TTYL :PReply
Sheneith Hawkins Dallas,Tx.
How are you?Reply
Sheneith Hawkins Dallas,Tx.
Hi Tyler! :-) I'm about to go to sleep, get me some rest. How was your day? It was really good to get to see you(you photo) today. And to hear your thoughts as well. Have a good night T. Ttyl. :-) Song: Can I just SPEND my life with you!? :-) :o !!! Yesss ...LoL...Reply
Rita Gary, IN
Awesome!!!! Thank you so much Tyler for sharing these inspiring videos......Be BlessedReply
Shanda Ellenwood, Ga
I love this. I've heard it most of my life but it still holds true for me, it seems. Fighting to be seen, yet it's not your time. Because it's not your time, allow God to hide you. Grow and learn, be uplifted in the process, and when you come out...when God brings you out, your talents and gifts will meet you in that place of maturity that God has prepared for you. I love inspirational corner. I heard it in my spirit. Never knew it was here. Thanks, Mr. Perry.Reply

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The Salt Lake County Bar Association Presents:
A Panel Discussion on Gene Patenting in the Wake of Association for Molecular Pathology v. Myriad
With Professor Amelia Smith Rinehart; Sandra Park, ACLU Staff Attorney; and Kristine Johnson of Parsons Behle & Latimer
Lunch and 1 hour CLE CREDIT (pending)
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Left behind by Grant to destroy anything of military value in Jackson, Mississippi, William T. Sherman soon received a summons to join the rest of the army at Champion Hill.
I overtook General Grant in person at Auburn, and he accompanied my corps all the way into Jackson, which we reached May 14th. McClernand's corps had been left in observation toward Edwards's Ferry. McPherson had fought at Raymond, and taken the left-hand road toward Jackson, via Clinton, while my troops were ordered by General Grant in person to take the right-hand road leading through Mississippi Springs. We reached Jackson at the same time; McPherson fighting on the Clinton road, and my troops fighting just outside the town, on the Raymond road, where we captured three entire field-batteries, and about two hundred prisoners of war. The rebels, under General Joe Johnston, had retreated through the town northward on the Canton road. Generals Grant, McPherson, and I, met in the large hotel facing the State-House, where the former explained to us that he had intercepted dispatches from Pemberton to Johnston, which made it important for us to work smart to prevent a junction of their respective forces. McPherson was ordered to march back early the next day on the Clinton road to make junction with McClernand, and I was ordered to remain one day to break up railroads, to destroy the arsenal, a foundery, the cotton-factory of the Messrs. Green, etc., etc., and then to follow McPherson.
McPherson left Jackson early on the 15th, and General Grant during the same day. I kept my troops busy in tearing up railroad-tracks, etc., but early on the morning of the 16th received notice from General Grant that a battle was imminent near Edwards's Depot; that he wanted me to dispatch one of my divisions immediately, and to follow with the other as soon as I had completed the work of destruction. Steele's division started immediately, and later in the day I followed with the other division (Tuttle's). Just as I was leaving Jackson, a very fat man came to see me, to inquire if his hotel, a large, frame building near the depot, were doomed to be burned. I told him we had no intention to burn it, or any other house, except the machine-shops, and such buildings as could easily be converted to hostile uses. He professed to be a law-abiding Union man, and I remember to have said that this fact was manifest from the sign of his hotel, which was the "Confederate Hotel;" the sign "United States" being faintly painted out, and "Confederate" painted over it! I remembered that hotel, as it was the supper-station for the New Orleans trains when I used to travel the road before the war. I had not the least purpose, however, of burning it, but, just as we were leaving the town, it burst out in flames and was burned to the ground. I never found out exactly who set it on fire, but was told that in one of our batteries were some officers and men who had been made prisoners at Shiloh, with Prentiss's division, and had been carried past Jackson in a railroad-train; they had been permitted by the guard to go to this very hotel for supper, and had nothing to pay but greenbacks, which were refused, with insult, by this same law-abiding landlord. These men, it was said, had quietly and stealthily applied the fire underneath the hotel just as we were leaving the town.


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A roundup of what The Globe and Mail's market strategist Scott Barlow is reading this morning on the World Wide Web.
It takes a brave academic to wade into the "what is gold worth?" debate but Stony Brook University economics professor Noah Smith has never lacked confidence. Mr. Smith's column is even-handed enough to grant that gold has been a good investment over the past decade. But he also attempts to debunk a number of myths about the bullion market:


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The Boston Architectural College has a rich history of educating professionals in architecture. Since 1889, the institution has been strongly connected to the profession of architecture. The BAC uses a unique educational model that combines learning in the studio and classroom with learning in the workplace. The 2-Year/Online Master of Archictecture program enables students to earn a NAAB-accredited master's degree while continuing to practice full time in the profession, regardless of where they live and work. Most students are able to complete the program in two years and qualify to sit for the Architect Registration Examination (ARE) immediately upon completion of the program.
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Healing – The Body, Mind, Spirit
True deep healing on all levels of our existence (body, mind, spirit) requires us to work through the dis-ease with another person(s). It's an amazing thing but you can't really heal completely on your own. It's a shared experience and you need the "energy" of another person rooting for you. For thousands of years we as a species have sought out this energetic support from others to heal ourselves; the Medicine Man, Witch, Berdasch, Doctor, and Priest. Even in modern medicine we've discovered that it's often the relationship with the care provider that creates the healing. Studies have been done where identical treatments have been offered to patients suffering from the same dis-ease and the patients who healed were the patients who felt confident in and liked their doctor. While those who didn't heal didn't like or feel confident in their doctor. These studies suggest that it's the relationship and beliefs about healing that actually created the healing. Again, we see that this is something you can't do on your own.
I find the most powerful healings to occur with my clients when we create a team of healers all focused on the well being of you. We develop a team that addresses each level of your existence, the Body, the Mind, and the Spirit. For example, on a personal level, as I work through my testosterone drop (my hormones dropped into a dangerously low level a little over a year ago) I've begun engaging a few different body workers to help me. I've seen a Rolfing practitioner, chiropractor, and deep tissue massage therapist as this drop in my hormones has a physical side to it. Addressing my nutritional habits and starting to take really god quality vitamins/supplements has helped as well.
On the Mind front, I've started talking about this more and releasing the feelings of fear and shame associated with my opinions and judgments around this dis-ease. Simply writing about this and sharing my experience with you now, in this moment, is taking away any embarrassment about what's happened which is a healing in itself. I have a strong core group of friends who support me and they're often my "therapists" who provide perspective and understanding for me. I also do hypnotherapy to add to this Mind side of the work and heal the abusive chatter of my Critical Mind. I'm sure you know that chatter or voice inside your head that is self-defeating and likes being sick. Being sick or in dis-ease is often strangely comfortable and familiar. We all have a Critical Mind and I've enlisted mine to work for me in creating this healing instead of allowing it to tear me down. Once I assigned the Critical Mind a new job it was happier and I was happier and my thoughts could focus on being well instead of being focused on the pain of not being well.
On a Spirit level I've discovered all kinds of fascinating things about my life journey and I've done Akashic Records work as well as engaged intuitive healers and psychics. I've even brought an element of ceremony and shamanic traditions into my daily life. If anyone wants to experience my "Burn Ceremony" just let me know! Meditation is also playing a huge part in my healing and the experiences that are coming up from that work are surprising; from past life experiences and memories to a sense of resolution and angst release. I'm feeling more comfortable then ever in my skin.
There is more to be done but addressing my dis-ease on all these levels has created a sense of ease within me. I've created a strong sense of wellness within my body and mind and I've brought my hormone level up to an acceptable level. There is more to do but here's the real "kicker", it has allowed me to see and begin accepting the GIFT OF THE DIS-EASE. That's a little surprising for some people, recognizing that there is a benefit personally in the dis-ease. Through working with all these different healers I've been given the gift of knowing myself deeper then I ever imagined possible and I've been able to share the essence of me with each of them. Most importantly, my dis-ease is asking me to love me even more, exactly as I am, and this has been the difficult thing for me to learn.
Creating a "team" of people all focused on my, and by default their, well being has created a healing in me on many levels. Right now, I'm encouraging you to create your own team! Look at what your dis-ease is and create a team to help you heal on all levels of your being…and let me know if I can be of help. After all that's why Create Your Health is here, to be on your team and give you guidance through the many choices for healing, Body, Mind, Spirit, that are available to you. Be well!


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Burrell Named MW Track & Field Co-Athlete of the Week
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COLORADO SPRINGS, Colo. - San Diego State's Jasmine Burrell (Torrance, Calif./North Torrance HS) has been named the Mountain West Women's Track and Field Co-Athlete of the Week, the league announced Tuesday. It is the first career weekly honor for the junior thrower.
In the Aztecs' first meet of the year at New Mexico's Cherry & Silver Invitational, Burrell posted two solid outings. On Friday, Burrell finished second of 27 entrants in the weight throw with a school-record mark of 66 feet, 9 ¼ inches (20.25m). The throw broke her own school record in the event by more than two feet (64-01.25), which was set in 2013. It was the best mark in the MW this year and the 14th best in the nation.
On Saturday, Burrell came in fifth out of 39 in the shot put with a toss of 50-06.00 (15.39m). The 50-06.00 leads the MW and ranks 39th in the country.
Burrell has won two MW titles over her career, including the shot put (51-10.50) at the 2013 MW Indoor Championships and the discus throw (181-05) at the 2013 MW Outdoor Championships. The Torrance, Calif., native has been named to the all-league team three times (2013 indoor shot put and weight throw, 2013 outdoor discus throw).
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Are P-E's Past Their Prime?
Price-earnings ratios are one way investors determine whether equity prices are cheap, expensive, or fairly valued. But are they the best way to gauge stocks?
The price-earnings ratio is a popular tool for investors. But these days, as both prices and earnings fluctuate rapidly, the p-e tool is getting extra attention because it tries to answer a key question: With the broad Standard & Poor's 500-stock index down almost 20% from its October peak, are stocks cheap enough to make them a great bargain for long-term investors?
Fueling the debate over p-e's, the same stock can look cheap or expensive, depending on how the p-e ratio is determined. The p-e ratio is calculated by dividing a stock's price (or the value of an index) by its annual earnings. A high p-e can be a sign that a stock is either overvalued or poised for stellar growth. A low p-e can be a sign of a stock that is a good long-term value—or a sign of a company in trouble.
While a stock's price is easy to determine, earnings are harder to measure. Some investors prefer forward earnings, often determined by analyst estimates for earnings of the next 12 months. The problem is that analysts are often wrong, as they have been about financial stocks over the past year. "No one has a perfect crystal ball," says Brian Reynolds, chief market strategist at WJB Capital Group.
Is "E" Trustworthy?
For investors looking for more certainty, trailing earnings are preferred. This measure of earnings, often based on the past 12 months, has the disadvantage of looking backward while the stock market is often looking forward, trying to predict future trends. Trailing p-e's "won't tell you much about turning points," Reynolds says.
In either case, investors need to determine how much they trust the "e" in the p-e ratios.
Until a year ago, the market had learned to expect large earnings from financial stocks. Little did investors know how fragile those earnings were. With firms relying so much on subprime loans and other questionable debt, "those earnings have gone away forever," says John Merrill, chief investment officer at Tanglewood Capital Management in Houston. "You want to use [p-e ratios] as a starting point, but you want to use a little common sense on how sustainable those earnings are," he says.
The trailing p-e ratio for the S&P 500, which includes the first of the second-quarter earnings reports, is 16.4, according to Thomson Reuters (TRI). The forward p-e is 12.2. The average p-e since 1935 is 15.8, but stock valuations have been much higher in recent decades, with the average p-e above 20 in the past 25 years. That puts trailing p-e's in a gray area, not obviously cheap nor expensive. The forward p-e of 12.2, however, is cheap by most historical comparisons.
But that forward p-e includes some ambitious assumptions about where earnings are headed in the next year. After an expected 17.1% fall for earnings in the second quarter, Thomson Reuters says, analysts are predicting an earnings rebound of 12.7% in the third quarter, followed by a 61.5% jump in the fourth quarter, and increases above 30% in the first half of 2009.
Ashwani Kaul, director of research at Thomson Reuters, points out that these estimates assume a big rebound for financial earnings. "Maybe the banks have turned the corner," he says. Hopes were raised by better-than-expected second-quarter earnings from Citigroup (C), Wells Fargo (WFC), and JPMorgan Chase (JPM). However, "we're not as confident in the 'e' as we were just a year ago, because the analysts have been so wrong on their projections," Kaul says. That makes the stock market jittery despite the low forward p-e ratio.
A Good Screen?
With so many questions about the reliability of p-e ratios, there is naturally a lot of debate about how useful p-e's are to investors in picking stocks.
"I've never found p-e ratios to be a particularly good screen for me," says John Wilson, chief technical strategist at Morgan Keegan. After all, the stocks that do the best in the stock market are those that beat their earnings estimates, he says. Some of the best-performing stocks can have higher p-e ratios, reflecting their better growth prospects.
Brian Gendreau, investment strategist at ING Investment Management, says p-e ratios are "a very strong and powerful indicator." He adds, though, that p-e's are not a good way of predicting the near future. "Sometimes, the market is cheap because growth prospects are not very good," Gendreau says. "If valuations are inexpensive, they can stay that way for quite a while."
For example, energy stocks tend to have low p-e's—with the average under 10—because, despite rapid growth from this sector, most investors assume huge profits won't be sustainable when energy prices cool off.
"Just because something is cheap doesn't mean it's a bargain," Reynolds says.
Guiding the Long View
Still, p-e's can be a good guide for investors with a long time horizon. In the past, periods where stocks have low p-e's have been great times to invest, as long as you're not eager for quick returns.
While valuations are cheap, the broader stock market's recent momentum is "dreadful," Gendreau says. But, he says, p-e's demonstrate that stocks should eventually recover—perhaps in a year to 18 months.
"If you've got a two- or three-year time horizon, this is an excellent time to buy," Merrill says.
The concern of many on Wall Street is what happens to prices, earnings, and p-e's over the next year. More financial troubles and an economic slowdown could prove that today's p-e ratios are appropriate or even overly optimistic. But for individual investors with the stomachs to handle a wild ride, p-e's say this might be a good time to buy.


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Interoperability of Medical Applications and Devices
Mark Gaynor
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Amar Gupta
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February 19, 2009
This paper discusses several types of interoperability for medical applications and devices: the ability of applications to run on any platform; how modularity affects interoperability; and data exchange between heterogeneous applications. It draws from experience with Internet standardization to find lessons for creating standards for interoperability.
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Keywords: Medical Care, Cross Platform
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This is a true story of Irish families at the turn of the twentieth century, struggling to make a go of a new crop in order to improve the lives of ordinary people and control the massive problem of unemployment and its consequence - emigration.
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[God] ought to be worshiped by Adoration, Prayer and Thanksgiving.
But that the most acceptable Service of God is doing Good to Man. […]
And that God will certainly reward Virtue and punish Vice either here or hereafter. (3.4)
In another of Franklin's prayers, he presents some pretty traditional-sounding Christian beliefs: that God should be worshipped through prayer and thanks, and that people's actions in life will have consequences either in heaven or on earth. Franklin's prayer is notable, though, for the way it prioritizes doing good works for other people as the most important way of serving God, showing it as even more important than prayer or traditional worship.
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I stuck by him, however, as I rather approv'd his giving us good Sermons compos'd by others, than bad ones of his own Manufacture; tho' the latter was the Practice of our common Teachers. (3.10)
Franklin has a different system of judgment than most: because this guy is preaching the kinds of ideas Franklin approves of, he doesn't care that Hemphill is really giving other people's sermons. Even though we treat copying and plagiarism as sins today, Franklin treats that as way less important than the big ideas that are being conveyed in those unoriginal sermons. It pushes us to ask what we consider more important: originality or goodness.
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It was wonderful to see the Change soon made in the Manners of our Inhabitants; from being thoughtless or indifferent about Religion, it seem'd as if all the World were growing Religious; so that one could not walk thro' the Town in an Evening without Hearing Psalms sung in different Families of every Street. (3.20)
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Brilliant! This is a great combination and one that can last the distance for sure! Both of you will have goals and targets that you set yourselves and you will both work towards them and reach them as well. As a team you are second to none when it comes to prestige and reaching the top of your ladder, no one has your aptitude for getting to where you want to go and succeeding in life with quite the same passion as you. Naturally then two of you together will be a match made in financial heaven!
Your tastes will be the same so no arguing over curtain colours and you will decorate your house in a tastefully lavish style. I have visions of sharing the orange juice and cereal whilst reading the morning paper and then kiss on the cheek and out the door for another day at the office. And this is where I will stop because I have some advice for you Capricorn couples out there. Please take a day off work and have fun, please make sure that you have a pillow or tickle fight at least once a day and that you don't leave the house in the morning until both of you have smiled, or even better, laughed at each other. Yes, you are both high achievers, but don't forget to live!
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Kids (and some adults) love fruit juice. So nutrition-conscious folks have been going out of their way to buy juice that is made with 100% juice. People figured, "Hey, there isn't any sugar or high fructose corn syrup added, so it's all good, right?" Well, it depends on who you ask.
Bottom line: it's best to eat an orange or an apple or a bowl of grapes rather than drink fruit juice. It takes longer to consume the calories from the fruit compared to drinking the calories as a juice. You get more fiber when you eat the whole fruit. Eating the actual fruit happens more slowly and with the fiber, is thought to be more satisfying. It helps prevent any big rise in blood sugar.
The research that got my attention about a year ago was evidence that suggests drinking even one serving of fruit juice begins to increase the risk of type 2 diabetes. Some nutrition experts, myself included, have been suggesting that parents with juice-loving kids try to keep the daily juice (albeit 100% fruit juice with no added sugar) to one token serving a day. I also suggest that parents try to find juice that has the fiber included. I've found a couple choices over recent months, but then along came a line of organic fruit purees in a pouch by the Peter Rabbit Organics company.
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> I want to execute a critical piece of code [not executable/binary]
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> and starts writing kernel in kernel partition.
> 1 in 100 times i get fd = thread-1 fd that i.e., i get fd as 4 here.
> now thread-2 select trips/comesout and executes read on fd
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then obviously thread-1 already had closed the fd with number 4
before the fork() was executed in thread-3 and if you now open a
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So thread-2 can't do anything about that newly opened file.
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Remember David Millar? Remember Lance Armstrong? Remember the Australian rugby league? Remember Justin Gatlin, Tyson Gay or Marion Jones? Remember Kenteris and Thanou? Remember Alex Rodríguez? Remember Filippo Volandri or Mariano Puerta?
Cycling, rugby, athletics, baseball, tennis... And American football, cricket, fight, boxing, BMX... My God, even shooting or archery. Brits, Americans, Australians, Greeks, Latinos, South Americans... All of them have held the Olympics in the past. Do you really think doping is something that only happens in Spain or Turkey? Truly, is this your excuse to tolerate the third humiliation in a row for a city and country?
It was here, in this same space. 'Shame on us' was the post's main title. We talk about the negligence and the absurd accusation of destroying proof that might condemn a lot of cheaters, Spaniards and from other countries, in the 'operación Puerto'.
We also know about our financial problems. How could we not notice it? All the critics that anyone of you could have made outside Spain we made it before and 100 times harder and angrier.
But even with all those circumstances Madrid presented the best bid. And it's not my word. This was one of the conclusions of the International Olympic Committee (IOC) Evaluation Commission last march (also wrote it here, in Sportsvibe). And this wasn't the first time. IOC discarded us for the very first time for 2012 Games and we lost the final decision against Rio de Janeiro for hosting the 2016 event.
Then, if we were the first in line, what has changed in the last six months? Or don't those evaluations matter at all?
I can understand the IOC prefers Tokyo rather than Madrid or Istanbul, but not in this way. They have sent us a loud and clear message. 'We don't want you. We don't care if the other candidates are the epicentre of Arab Spring, one of them and victim of a nuclear disaster the other one'.
Shame, embarrassment and a disgrace. We are exhausted of fighting like Don Quixote. We'll never beat the giants imagined because the real ones will never allow us.
That's correct, we're not the richest and there some cheaters among us. But you, IOC members, said that Madrid 2020 bid was the best six months ago and now you have decided that we're not good enough only because Tokyo has a 55 million dollar budget. And this is all the truth, isn't it?


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New York, August 30th (TradersHuddle.com) - Procter & Gamble Co. (NYSE:PG) closed the trading day at $77.31, near its 50 day and 200 day moving averages set at $79.72 and $76.10 respectively. Procter's price action placed the stock above the 200 day moving average but below its 50 day moving average, a setup that signals a possible break out.
Procter & Gamble Company (NYSE:PG), a global consumer products company manufactures and markets its products in countries throughout the world. The Company provides products in the laundry, beauty care, food and beverage, and health care segments. Some of P&G famous brands are Gillete, Tide, Head & Shoulders, and Crest. Proctor & Gamble's products are sold primarily through mass merchandisers, grocery stores, membership club stores, and drug stores. The company uses a diversified distribution channel, it was founded in 1837 as a candle company, and its headquartered in Cincinnati, OH.
Procter seems to be setting up for a tight range between the 200 day moving average as support and the 50 day moving average serving as resistance.
A tiered approach, appears to be the best strategy to maximize possible movements in the stock, as traders could establish a small position in Procter and wait for the stock to break out above its 50 day moving average at $79.72. Then they could add to the position as momentum builds with the breakout. On the flip side, if support being referenced at the 200 day moving average set at $76.10 breaks, it could signal further downside pressure for Procter.
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