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Harry won the toss, and tapped "Memphis Slim" into his computer at position 4.
Harry never liked opening with one of the positions down the centerline of the board, and position 4 had that off-center feel that he preferred.
Tom didn't need to worry about Memphis, or Slim, or Memphis Slim as yet -- because neither Harry's not his own first move could score any points. So there wasn't even much sense in playing into a position that connected with Harry's move at 4.
Tom played "Delta of Venus" at 1.
He'd been reading Anais Nin's little book of short stories by that name, stories she wrote for a dollar a page for a "collector" of erotica -- unfortunate man, he was furious because her tales were too literary, too well written for his taste. "I'm not paying for literature," he said. Anais Nin, meanwhile, was brainstorming strange erotic situations with her friends in the houseboats and lofts of Paris, Henry Miller among them, then sitting down to hunt and peck at the keyboard of her typewriter: another dollar, another page, another loaf of bread or glass of wine...
Harry didn't know any of this. "Delta of Venus" popped up in position 1 on his screen, and he interpreted it to mean a woman's pubic hair, nothing more than that.
Typical Tom, he thought.
If he'd known "Delta of Venus" was a book of erotica, he might have played "Venus in Furs" by Leopold von Sacher-Masoch at that point, and claimed two links (i) because both were books of pornography, (ii) because both had the name "Venus" in the title.
But he didn't know "Venus in Furs" either, which was probably lucky. Because if he'd played "Venus in Furs", the whole Game would have taken a different path entirely, and that smartass Tom would have countered with "Justine or the Misfortunes of Virtue" by the Marquis de Sade, and claimed (i) that both Venus in Furs and Justine were works of erotic literature, (ii) that the names of their respective authors were linked in the term "Sado-Masochism", (iii) that they were both titled gentlemen -- the Marquis de Sade and the Chevalier von Sacher-Masoch respectively, and indeed (iv) that their two titles of nobility were linked in the title of James Cleugh's study of the psychology of sex, "The Marquis and the Chevalier"... for a total of four points and yet another indication of his socalled overwhelming kickass intellectual superiority.
But Harry didn't know "Justine" either. And Tom had left position 6 vacant.
Harry played the pool player "Minnesota Fats" at 5, claiming links (i) for Minnesota and Memphis, two American place names, (ii) both starting with M, (iii) each of which has a public figure named after it, (iv) whose second name has to do with, well, girth: Slim and Fats.
Meanwhile, Tom had been thinking about linking "Delta of Venus" to another kind of love triangle, but "Memphis Slim" and "Minnesota Fats" between them reminded him of Fats Waller and Fats Domino... but he didn't know how to choose between them -- until he remembered that the leader of the erotic cult known as the Sect of the Phoenix in Colin Wilson's book The God of the Labyrinth is called the Domino.
So Tom played Fats Domino at 6, for four points. He claimed links (i) and (ii) to 5 and 4 respectively for the names containing "Slim" and "Fats", and (iii) with 4 because Memphis Slim and Fats Domino were both black musicians... and (iv) to 1, for connecting two quasi-erotic novels, one called "Delta of Venus", the other featuring a "Domino" character...
Harry thought about "Delta of Venus" and he thought about Memphis Slim, and he didn't know much about Venus beyond the fact that it was a planet and some kind of ancient goddess, but he put the words Delta and Memphis Slim together, and they suggested the Delta Blues...
So Harry played "Mississippi John Hurt" at 2, and claimed links with 4 because (i) both Mississippi and Memphis are the names of places in America (ii) beginning with M, (iii) each of which has a public figure named after it, (iv) who is a black musician -- these American place names beginning with M used in the names of celebs are pretty cool, he thought, I must build up a repertoire -- and also (v) with 1, on account of the connection between "Delta of Venus" and the Delta bluesman...
Tom shook his head in amazement. Harry didn't seem to read much or study much or do much of anything except party, but he was certainly racking up points in this Game.
Tom thought about his love triangle idea again. The connection between adulterous triangles and the triangle of the "Delta of Venus" appealed to him, and he wanted to play the connection while he could -- because otherwise he'd think of it off and on for days... He ordered a quick scan of all "love triangles" in memory, and "Tristan and Iseult" popped up -- followed by a little mental flag on the name "Tristan".
Try as he might, he couldn't see a connection he could make with Minnesota Fats, but he played "Tristan, Iseult and King Mark" at position 3, claiming links (i) with 1 for two kinds of love triangle and (ii) with 2 on the grounds that John Hurt's name spoke of pain (iii) as did the blues he sang, while Tristan's name came from the French "triste" meaning "sad" -- so that You could read the story of Tristan and Iseult as one long story of the wounds of love -- one long, sad hurting blues... three points.
Harry was on a roll with names. "Slim Pickens" he played at 8, thinking of the scene from Dr. Strangelove in which Pickens is the cowboy pilot who "rides" a nuclear bomb to earth.... Four points, (i) and (ii) with 5 and (iii) and (iv) with 6 -- names of two celebrities in each case, and then there's the old Slim and Fats routine again...
Tom came back with "Mississippi Toothpick" at 7, claiming (i) for "Toothpick" with "Pickens" at 7 and (ii) for Mississippi and Memphis at 4, and (iii) -- this was an obscure one, but it was neat enough he hoped the referee would agree with him, with 6, for Domino as an erotic character and Mississippi Toothpick as an erotic toy.
At which point the referee, who had perhaps been a little lenient up to now, and hadn't interrupted the Game once to question any of the links claimed, butted in with a "personal message" post to both players demanding an explanation of the third claim in that last move of Tom's.
"And what the hell *is* a Mississippi Toothpick, anyway", he wanted to know.
And Tom posted back, "It's a bone that's found in the penis of a racoon, that helps the male in his sexual performance -- and coonhunters often remove them and wear them in their hats."
Harry was thinking of putting Muddy Waters at 9 (another great musician, and another Mississippi reference) , but all this talk of penis bones made him chose Jelly Roll instead. "Jelly Roll Morton", he input at 9. Points claimed (i) with 7 for the double penis reference, (ii) with 6 for two black musicians...
And Tom, not caring that he could only claim one point for the voodoo - blues - jazz - rock connection with Jelly Roll at 9, played "Hear that Long Snake Moan" at 10.
Ten moved into his own files and pulled up Michael Ventura's seminal article, which he had scanned out of Co-Evolution Quarterly, he loved it so much. It is, in Tom's mind, *The Definitive Article* on how all of rock'n'roll is a voodoo trance when you come right down to it -- and Elvis gave white folk their bodies back to dance with, after Descartes split the body apart from the soul...
"That's it, folks. Harry wins once again, 15 to 12 by my calculation -- and Tom, that includes an extra point I've awarded you for symmetry. With the Delta of Venus at the top of the board, that Long Snake of yours in your final move at the bottom of the board was a tasty choice."
"Thanks, Ref. And that was a good one, Harry -- it looks like today isn't the day, but one of these times I'm still gonna whip your ass," Tom posted back.
He then attached the Ventura article to his final transmission: "And, hey, both -- read this article by Michael Ventura, would you? It's too cool, way cool, way too cool..."
He could be right...
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Bird Cities project now up to 60 Wisconsin communities
Published On: Dec 17 2012 06:34:15 AM CST Updated On: Dec 17 2012 06:34:00 AM CST
The state's largest city has been named a "Bird City."
The Bird City Wisconsin project is modeled on the "Tree City USA" program.
It recognizes efforts to improve bird habitat, manage woodlands, limit hazards and educate citizens about birds.
Organizers say Milwaukee was recently named along with cities of Marinette and Algoma, the village of Menomonee Falls and the towns of Spring Green and Three Lakes.
The total number of "Bird Cities" statewide is now at 60.
The Milwaukee Audubon Society named the first cities as part of "Bird City Wisconsin" in 2010.
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COLUMBUS - A candidate for a seat on the Ohio Supreme Court yesterday filed a federal suit challenging the constitutionality of court rules he says try to "muzzle judicial candidates" in violation of their right to free speech.
The move by Warren-based appellate Judge William O'Neill is designed to prevent the Supreme Court's Office of Disciplinary Counsel from taking action against him, based on a grievance filed by the Cuyahoga County Republican Party.
Disciplinary Counsel Jonathan Coughlin said the case, should a decision be made to pursue an investigation, is in its earliest stages. A hearing has been set for Monday morning in federal court on Judge O'Neill's suit.
Judge O'Neill, a Democrat, is running for the seat being defended by appointed Republican Justice Terrence O'Donnell of Rocky River.
The Ohio State Bar Association's Judicial Election Campaign Advertising Monitoring Committee last week determined the judge had impugned the integrity of the judiciary. The judge said in campaign materials, in reference to the influence of campaign contributions, that "we must stop selling seats on the Ohio Supreme Court like you sell a seat on the New York Stock Exchange."
A Columbus city prosecutor recently opted not to prosecute allegations made against Justice O'Donnell that he has misused his state car privileges. The complaints had been filed by self-proclaimed judicial watchdog David Palmer.


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Carmen Electra's Little Beige Dress - Hot Or Not?
Carmen Electra showed up for Logo's Third Annual "NewNowNext Awards" in Los Angeles yesterday looking beautiful in beige.
The "Scary Movie" actress will star in the upcoming TV movie "Back Nine" about a past-his-prime professional golfer who plays small time tourneys to re-qualify for the PGA. She will also appear in the big-screen film "Mardi Gras" in which a group of college buddies sow their wild oats in New Orleans.
Sounds like she's getting offered some great roles. Time to fire your agent, Carmen.
Fun facts:
-Carmen was raised in Ohio and wanted to become a singer. She did make it to the stage though, but it was the stage of her local strip club. Then she did Playboy and started getting movie offers, like for Drew Decker aka 'first girl killed' in "Scary Movie."
-She is part Native American. Not her breasts though - those were made in China.
-She was married to Dennis Rodman for just seven days. She probably needed a long shower after that one.
-She went to high school with Nick Lachey, who has actually been doing less than Carmen since he decided not to be famous anymore - er, we mean, since he split with Jessica Simpson.
-She was born Tara Patrick, not to be confused with the porn star Tera Patrick; who, we're guessing decided to use Carmen's old name since she didn't need it anymore.
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Tipster and breeding expert Phillip Woo raced to a commanding lead in the Racing Post quinella success rankings after Wednesday's Sha Tin meet. But the great effort of tipping seven quinellas out of 10 races was dwarfed by his tipping of the first Double Trio.
Three of Woo's four selections, headed by Sharki, filled the placings in Race 3 and he repeated the dose in Race 4. The first DT dividend was a handsome $18,954.
Woo tipped two winners on top - two behind the benchmark for afternoon, set by racing editor Murray Bell - but his amazing success rate with the quinellas and DT more than compensated.
Woo's seven quinella wins were: Race 1 (Choice and Chance-Fortune Maple) for $80, Race 3 (Sharki-Diligent) for $133, Race 4 (King of the Turf-Brown Beauty) for $275, Race 5 (Master Gigolo, Millennium Spirit) for $199.50, Race 6 (Happy Kid, Euphoric Kid) for $190.50, Race 9 (stablemates Lucky Sixer, Ambitious Tycoon) for $217 and Race 10 (Better Boy-Lucky Champion) for $78.
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A cartoon view of science is not funny
The editorial cartoon ("What's the long-term forecast?" versus what will be the weekend weather) in the Nov. 2-3 weekend edition of The Citizen is neither funny nor satirical.
It is an expression of ignorance about the difference between climate and weather. It is an expression of the anti-science and, indeed, anti-enlightenment attitude that seems to pervade our national leadership and too many of the rest of us.
It appears to be an attempt to belittle the release of the latest international climate study. It appears to be an attempt to pooh-pooh the facts that the Earth's climate is changing and that there probably is an anthropogenic ("human-caused") component.
It seems to me that every issue that arises serves to polarize us, to push or pull us into extremist camps.
Certainly, it appears that the current administration as well as factions in the Congress are playing the American people like a fiddle, with the support of the national media, both liberal and conservative.
Whether it be abortion, gay marriage, race, economic or social status, education, or climate change, the divides are growing wider.
These extreme positions are, to paraphrase Stephen J. Gould, caricatures created to cause conflict, to generate an "us against them" mentality. They are examples of the logical fallacy, "the law of the excluded middle." And, they're working.
Whatever happened to "United we stand; divided we fall?"
On each side, we fall prey to selective perception: seeing only that which supports our preconceived notions; not seeing facts that might run counter to our beliefs.
On each side, we take disagreement to be an attack on our core beliefs without ever examining what those beliefs are or whether they are based on reason or on superstition.
Understanding how science uses oxygen isotope ratios in the shells of microscopic sea creatures, extracted from cores drilled hundreds of feet into the bed of the ocean as proxies for ocean water temperature thousands of years ago isn't easy, but it's not impossible.
Understanding how science has shown that parts of Africa, Australia, and South America were joined in a single landmass and covered by glaciers in the Permian period, some 290 million years ago isn't easy, but it's not all that difficult.
Understanding how science uses data such as these to project and predict future climate isn't easy; but that, too, isn't so difficult.
Nor is understanding the difference between weather and climate.
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Peachtree City, Ga.


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Malarky, Sweet Toof & Mr Penfold
Sweet Toof who is just back from New York as well as Malarky who is just back in the UK from Barcelona. We got roped into assisting them carry some reclaimed shipping crate they had found on the street which might be used in Malarky's upcoming show with Billy at High Rollers Society. This followed a trip to Chrome and Black and a quick visit back to grab our camera and get right back into it as Sweet Toof and Malarky had lined up a shutter to paint. The gang were on fire and as it turned out one shutter became five, and next thing you know it's 3am and East London is looking a whole lot fresher.
Mr. Penfold made an appearance and also got stuck in on shutter number three. Good way to combat the Jet lag I guess and a fun evening hanging out with the artists, all the passerby's and drunks that stopped to ask if anyone was Banksy!
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Crazy good! My 3 favourite artists of the moment all on one shutter.
Seeing Malarky's wolf and Penfold's men with SweetToof's Gnashers is awesome!! wish I had a shutter on my house to be coloured!
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Bruce E. Whittier
PRINCETON — Bruce E. Whittier, 46, died Thursday, March 1, 2012.
Bruce was born in Clinton, raised in South Lancaster and resided in Princeton for 20 years. He was a 1983 graduate of Nashoba Regional High School and attended Fitchburg State College and UMass-Lowell. An avid outdoorsman, he enjoyed fishing, scuba diving, fourwheeling, and snowmobiling with his childhood friends. Bruce was always the first to offer his help to anyone in need.
He was employed for more than 25 years by MITHaystack Observatory, Westford, where he was an engineering project technician, known for his dedication and skills. Many who worked with him said he could solve the unsolvable. His humor and pranks left coworkers laughing for hours.
Bruce adored his daughter "Gracie" and enjoyed spending time with her more than anything in the world. He taught her how to fish at the age of 2, reeling in stripers off his father's boat. Bruce shared his love of the outdoors with her.
He is survived by daughter Grace E. Whittier and his wife Karen (Nason) Whittier of Princeton; his parents, Robert S. Whittier Sr. of Princeton and Carolyn (Casson) Whittier of Leominster; two brothers, Christopher Whittier and his wife Regina of Ashburnham, and Robert Whittier Jr. and his wife Amanda of Alaska; a sister, Anne Montalto and her husband Timothy of Rutland; parents-in-law, John and Patricia Nason of Hubbardston; his close friend, Lisa Gaudet; several nieces, nephews, extended family and friends.
Funeral services were private. Donations may be made to the Bruce E. Whittier Memorial Fund, FBO Grace E. Whittier, c/o Clinton Savings Bank, 200 Church St., Clinton, MA 01510. The McNally Watson Funeral Home, Clinton, directed arrangements. (mcnallywatson.com)


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At this year's Nickelodeon Kids' Choice Awards, Just Dance 3, Mario Kart 7, LEGO Star Wars The Complete Saga, and Super Mario Galaxy 7 all duked it out in the videogame category, and we were there...
Super Mario Star Cookies with Alex Sim-Wise
Alex Sim-Wise uses her knowledge of British cuisine to put together video game-themed baked goods.
Top 7 Games For Stoners #7 thru #5
Pac-Man with groovy lights, life as a flower, Mario in space? All far out, and all on our list of Top 7 Games For Stoners. Adam Sessler rolls up the list.
X-List: Top 5 Hero/Villain Combos In Gaming
Cloud and Sephiroth? Ratchet and Dr. Nefarious? Raynor and Kerrigan? Would one really make sense without the other in any of these pairs? Morgan Webb and Blair Herter count down our top 5...
Videogame Deathmatch 2011: Best Franchise
Videogame Deathmatch returns, and this time around you'll be helping decide the greatest franchise of all time. Here Adam Sessler and Blair Herter preview the action that will feature such battles...
Feedback -- Best/Worst Moments of 2010
In this edition of Feedback, Adam Sessler, Abbie Heppe, Matt Keil, and Kevin Kelly look back at the best and worst moments of 2010.
Holiday Buyers Guide - Top Wii Games
Wondering what to get the Wii fan in your family this holiday season? Let Adam Sessler help you out with this list of big Wii Winners.
X-Play's Top 10 Games of 2010 So Far: 4 - 1
Adam Sessler wraps up X-Play's countdown of the Top 10 Games of 2010 So Far with #4: God of War III; #3: Super Mario Galaxy 2; #2 Red Dead Redemption; and #1 Mass Effect 2.
Super Mario Galaxy 2 Review
Morgan Webb reviews the newest Mario title, Super Mario Galaxy 2 for the Nintendo Wii. Will this nostalgia-inducing game be worth picking up? Find out in this X-Play Review of Super Mario Galaxy 2.
Feedback -- Super Mario Galaxy 2, Call of Duty: Black Ops, Killzone 3
This week's game of the week is Super Mario Galaxy 2. Plus, impressions of Call of Duty: Black Ops and Killzone 3.
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Adam expresses his love for, and issues with Nintendo's most recent tent-pole title, Super Mario Galaxy 2.
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X-Play's Adam Sessler comes in to break down the long-awaited new Nintendo release 'Super Mario Galaxy 2,' and talks about the changes in the game.
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Andrew Pfister and Adam Sessler go way in-depth about Super Mario Galaxy 2 for the Nintendo Wii.
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Gaming's favorite plumber proves once again how fun gaming can be. Preview why Super Mario Galaxy 2 doesn't disappoint in the first fifteen minutes of gameplay.
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Mario's famous green-clad brother, Luigi, makes his trailer debut for Nintendo's Super Mario Galaxy 2.
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Mario Galaxy 2 Approaches 1Million
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FM Preview: Swansea City v Arsenal 15 Jan 2012
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The game between Swansea City and Arsenal in the Premier League on 15th January 2012 at 16:00 takes centre stage for FootyMad's preview analysis.
History of the Swansea City v Arsenal fixture
Swansea City play host to Arsenal at Liberty Stadium on Sunday afternoon,
The last time the two teams met at Swansea City was way back in the black-and-white days of November 1982, with Arsenal inflicting a narrow 1-2 defeat upon the Swans in a First Division match.
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Discover a world of possibilities all in one place - Charleston, South Carolina.
Lowcountry Cajun Festival
When: 04/01/2012
James Island County Park
Enjoy a full day of Zydeco music, Cajun and Creole foods, children's activities and all around ragin' Cajun entertainment!
Lowcountry Cajun Festival
When: 04/06/2014
Enjoy a taste of the south at this year's Lowcountry Cajun Festival, held at the James Island County Park. With day long festivities such as Zydeco music, an annual crawfish-eating contest, live music and more, the whole family can enjoy this annual event.


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Casa Grande-Empire Double Circuit Upgrade and Structure Replacement
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Date: 03/08/2011
Location(s): Pinal County, Arizona
Office(s): Western Area Power Administration-Desert Southwest Region
Western proposes to replace structures and upgrade to a double circuit 230- kilovolt (kV) transmission line on its Casa Grande-Empire 115-kV transmission line, from Thornton Road to its Empire Substation, within Western's existing right-of-way. This will include the rebuild of 13.2 miles of transmission line, replacing the H-frame structures with steel monopole structures with foundations, hardware and insulator replacement and adding a overhead ground-wire over the entire length of the project. Western will access the structure using crew trucks along the existing access roads. This work is necessary to maintain the safety and reliability of the bulk electrical system.


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The Young and The Restless Weekly Summary For July 27 – 31!
Vikki and JT disagreed, Nick proposed, Sharon confessed, parents were confronted, and Amber faced the music!
JT tried to reason with Vikki, in regards to letting Colleen go, but she refused – then JT compared her to Victor. After Colleen and Billy found out about her demotion from the board, they wondered if Victor was behind the setup, which JT supported, argued with Vikki over, confronted Victor about then resigned! Victor admitted to Ashley that they forced Colleen to resign then convinced her to accept the Newman board seat.
While Mac gained Mary Jane's trust, and allowed her to stay in a room at the bar, Phyllis unleashed her fury on a woman who looked like Mary Jane. Jack finally admitted his living arrangements, and the mangled doll, to Sharon, who felt suffocated, demanded that Jack move back home then confessed that he wasn't her baby's father – Nick was – which caused Jack to walk out on her!
Working together to reacquaint Summer with her surroundings, Nick wanted his life with Phyllis back so much so that he proposed again. While the couple renewed their vows, Sharon watched from outside the tack house.
Amber realized that Daniel had heard her and Deacon having sex and rushed to the jail, where Daniel balked at her explanation and demanded that she leave! Though Deacon mailed the DVD to Heather, Amber tried to blow his blackmail out of the water, but Heather didn't bite – because Deacon turned it all around on Amber, who ultimately cheated on her boyfriend! Daniel met with Amber, but before Amber could explain her past with Deacon, he appeared – and Daniel punched him then walked out after seeing proof of Amber's crime-filled past. Later, Daniel ordered Amber to move out of their apartment, and Deacon offered Vikki a shoulder to cry on!
After a talk with Kay, Cane was welcomed back into the family by Jill but not Billy. When Lily was told about her outcome from her surgery, she was devastated – but Neil informed they were able to save her matured eggs! Hearing Lily say, "Cane," in her sleep, Devon called Cane to the hospital, who vowed to be there for his wife.
Phillip explained why he faked his death to his son, but 'Chance' couldn't dismiss Phillip's desertion of his family. Jill admitted that she only hired Billy as CEO of Jabot at Victor's insistence, and Billy disowned her then went to Victor, as he was appointing Ashley to the board, and revealed that Victor was the secret stockholder of Jabot who had Ashley fired! Ashley rushed out, leaving Victor attacking Billy – and JT having to break them up. While Billy ran to Jack with the news, Ashley received a warning from Victor's ghost, claiming Victor would destroy her like he did Sabrina!
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Jesus Christ Superstar in Concert at SDSU
Jeff Smith 1:30 p.m., Dec. 2
For this book signing and concert event featuring the pluckly little ukulele, author and historian Jim Tranquada will be signing and giving a brief discussion about the recent release of his book, The Ukulele: A History. The signing will be followed by a concert from ukulele artist Brittni Paiva.
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By Sharna Johnson: CNJ Staff Writer
Her husband's decision to enter the military was a choice they made together, Christina Moreno said.
The high school sweethearts knew it would likely mean time apart; however, it was a choice they made for their future, she explained.
While Army Spc. Victor Moreno serves his country in Iraq, Christina returned to their native Clovis with their young daughter Sofia to await his return. Approximately four months of what could be an 18-month deployment have passed.
Christina attends Clovis Community College and spends time with family and friends to keep busy.
"We do really have a strong marriage, and the military will either make you or break you — some marriages don't last (in military life)," the 21-year-old said.
The distance just makes her love and appreciate him more, she said.
Spc. Moreno didn't necessarily plan to join the military, the 24-year-old said by phone Tuesday from Mosul, Iraq.
"I tried the college thing and (it) didn't really work out for me," he said.
Now he has a job he loves. A tracked-vehicle mechanic, Moreno said working in Iraq is not much different than doing his job in the states.
The food is pretty good, the troops have access to military cable television and can even pay to have Internet access in their rooms, he said.
Things are rather routine at the forward-operating base where he works, he said. Moreno said he hasn't had to leave the base for work in the field, providing support from inside the perimeter wire.
He's assigned to the 1st Calvary Division out of Fort Bliss in El Paso.
"I've always wanted to come out here and see what it was like because you always hear all these stories," he said. "I thought it was going to be a little harder than it is (but) the hardest thing is being away from my family. I love them and miss them very much," he said.
Spc. Moreno began his first tour in Iraq in November.
"It's very difficult. We were lucky we had three years before he deployed, but it's really hard now, I miss him — I miss him for (Sofia) too. (Victor) gets really sad when he hears about everything she's doing. He says she's growing up without him — that's the most difficult part, just knowing he has to be away from (Sofia)."
They don't know for sure if military life is what they want long-term, preferring to take things one day at a time.


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The Junior League Celebration Cookbook
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moreIn the six decades since the publication of the first Junior League cookbook, local Junior League chapters have published more than two hundred individual volumes. With nearly 20 million copies in print, they are recognized and prized by home cooks around the country. These collections feature home kitchen-tested recipes that not only preserve regional food traditions but also have literally changed the quality of life in each community through the funds that they have generated.
This collection includes more than four hundred recipes, ranging from classic dishes to contemporary fare that have never before been gathered into one volume. And the original essays on regional cooking and foodways plus dozens of menus make this cookbook engaging and informative as well as a trusted source for the best recipes. Packaged in an easy-to-use concealed spiral binding with a sturdy stain-resistant cover. less
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The Retrieval
Release Date: April 2nd, 2014
R|1 hr. 34 min.
Plot Summary
During the Civil War, a boy (Ashton Sanders), who has been sent to lure a freedman (Tishuan Scott) back to the South, forms an unexpected bond with the man.
Cast: Ashton Sanders, Tishuan Scott, Keston John, Bill Oberst Jr., Christine Horn, Alfonso Freeman, Raven Nicole LeDeatte, Jonathan Brooks
Director: Chris Eska
Genres: Historical drama
Distributor: Variance Films


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Climbing the Corporate Ladder
Chapter Six: The Rules of Summer
"Evelyn Waugh may be lost on Americans, and not because of literary shortcomings, but the contemporary audience, unable to identify with the setting, will not develop empathy for the characters throughout their journey".
That was the concluding paragraph of Brian's critique of Brideshead Revisited for a 20th Century English Literature class he took in 1978. Brian enjoyed the book, and images of the pomp and splendor of British Aristocracy were a welcomed escape from the bleak stagflation of America's economic misery. But, as he argued in his critique, he could only enjoy the novel because he had had a somewhat similar experience as the book's protagonist Charles Ryder: a window into an elite, aristocratic world where he could see his loved one in his natural setting.
Harry had invited Brian to Newport over the summer.
The Krafts have spent the season in Newport since the turn of the century. Almost 90 years later, they still continued with the tradition of America's royal class, and for several weeks engaged in yachting, croquet matches, lawn parties and garden teas. Several evenings a week there were black tie dinners where all the families paraded their wealth for their friends by splurging on trivial opulence. It was at one such party hosted by the Vanderbilts that Evalyn McLean purchased and wore the hope diamond, just to piss off the other guests. Harry's great grandmother, who was a Vanderbilt and host of the party, never forgave her for the upstage. To her grave she would refer to Mrs. McLean as an Irish trollop.
Harry was alone with his parents and grandmother, and the boredom was making him nuts. His brothers would spend a few days at the house, but since they had graduated college, they were not obligated to remain for the season. Harry was still a "youth" and had to follow the strict class rules. It made for a lonely summer. He knew Brian would be out of place, but Brian was smart, and what he lacked in pedigree he made up for in cleverness. Besides, if anything got out of hand he knew he could protect Brian. That's what he did best.
Brian took the train from Philly, and Harry picked him up at the Newport station in an open door, open top Jeep. He was relieved to have his best friend (and secret boyfriend) with him for a few days of fun. (And sex.) Driving down Bellevue Avenue, his blonde hair blowing in the wind, his smile was beaming, thrilled Brian had arrived. He wore a pale yellow polo shirt, blue seersucker shorts, white canvas tennis shoes sans laces and thick rimmed Ray Ban sunglasses. He looked ever the part of a Newport local.
"It's all about "old" and "new" money. Old money comes here. Or Bar Harbor. New money goes to Martha's Vineyard or those places on the coast. Depending on what money you have, that's where you go" Harry explained. Brian never quite understood why Harry had to be in Newport, like it was a law.
"And you are old money" Brian confirmed.
"My family is, yeah".
"Who's new money?"
"Ummm..." Harry was thinking. "Andrew Levin. His dad started Dycon? Came from nothing. He's loaded- probably richer than my family. But he just made it in the last like 10 years. New money".
"And he couldn't move to Newport?"
"He could, but no one would accept him. They'd kind of laugh, like he was trying too hard to fit in. So they go where new money goes. Shelter Island, for example".
"What if you have no money? Then what do you do?" Brian asked jokingly, staring at the rows of 20 foot high hedges and closed iron gates shielding the wealthy estates from the street. Outside of the gates small gaggles of people were taking photos and pointing, like the homes were part of an open air art museum.
Harry honked his horn and swerved to miss some pedestrians. "STAY ON THE FUCKING SIDEWALK", he yelled, downshifting into second as the jeep slipped past them. "No money? I guess you get a summer job".
"Oh, the horrors", Brian laughed. "So you always come here in the summer?"
"Yeah for a few weeks every year. My dad did as a kid, and his dad did, too. It's a Kraft family rule".
"Wentworth", Brian said pointing to a bronze plaque on the stone column of a driveway. "That's not Evan's family?"
"Yeah we'll see him tomorrow at a party. Look, don't be pissed but I bought you a tux".
"A tux? What for?"
"The party tomorrow night".
"What am I waiting tables?"
"I told you this, don't play dumb. Look you'll wear the tux, you'll talk Princeton and everyone will eat out of your hand. You're friendly, you're cute, you're smarter than everyone else. You'll be fine".
"Jesus. I've never worn a tux".
"I'll help you. You'll do fine".
"Is it gonna fit? How did you know what size to get?"
Harry looked over at him and hit the brakes. The jeep stopped in the middle of the road causing three or four cars behind it to stop. Newport officially had a traffic jam. "You done?" Harry asked. Brian blushed a little and nodded. The sedan behind them honked, and Harry stuck his hand up past the roll bar and gave him the finger. "You'll do fine", he said reassuringly. He took out the clutch and the jeep started to move. "Besides, I think I know your size by now".
Harry made a left into a driveway where some tourists were snapping pictures through the rails of an intricate 16 foot high gate bearing a large gilded letter "K" for Kraft. Harry honked, a little too long of a honk, Brian thought, and the nosey tourists moved aside as the gate opened tearing the "K" in half. Engraved into the stone wall was a name: Everfield Cottage.
It was not a cottage.
The jeep pulled into a circular driveway, at the center of which stood a three tiered fountain of cupids shooting arrows at a bouquet of flowers. Water poured from the stone flowers: roses and tulips and violets and daisies weeping as if the arrows wounded them, causing them to pour out their lifeblood into a collective pool. Brian whistled when he saw the three story Mediterranean style house with heavy stone rustication and red tile roof. The central entrance was framed by two story columns and in its portico hung an oversized black iron light pendant.
"What a dump", he joked grabbing his suitcase.
"Just leave it", Harry said pointing to the suitcase. "You'll have to meet my parents first. Get ready" he said taking a deep breath.
"Honest, they can't be as bad as you say". Harry raised his eyebrows as if to say `just you wait'.
Entering the central stone hallway, Brian stopped short. "Holy shit", he said, a little too loudly, hearing a slight echo. He took baby steps, afraid to move, like he was walking down the center aisle in church at the wrong time and every old woman made a "tsk tsk tsk" in judgment. His eyes wandered around the palatial space: a two story foyer, perfectly symmetrical with twenty columns demarking a square open space illuminated overhead by an enormous leaded glass Tiffany skylight of flowers and trees. Lush kentia palms stood guard in the corners, and each quadrant of the grand room had an exactly replicated seating area of couches and chairs. At the far end a marble butterfly staircase, the kind on which school children assembled for a yearbook photo, floated to the second floor amidst potted plants, flowers and lush red carpet runners. It looked like the St. Regis hotel in Philly, and only reason Brian knew that was because he'd sneak in to use the bathroom.
Harry waited for him to assimilate to the splendor. Though he was accustomed, and knew nothing but this level of opulence, he understood Brian needed to adjust. They had been dating for about 6 months, and over hundreds of hours of pillow talk, he knew Brian was poor. He loved him for it, too. He appreciated things more genuinely and knew how to love more honestly. Harry needed that.
Harry grabbed Brian and kissed him quickly in the hall. "I'm so glad you are here. I really am. If I had to be here without you I would not be able to", he whispered illogically. Brian pulled away slightly.
"Don't get yourself in trouble", he warned. The concern wasn't just for Harry, but also for himself. They weren't out, not yet. Princeton was liberal, yes, but only in theory. It was still extremely conservative in culture, and progress had not yet come to campus. Not in that way. Brian knew that having nothing in this life he had more to lose if people discovered he was Harry's boyfriend. Harry, on the other hand, had everything, and therefore had less to lose if he got caught. A complete and utter paradox- yes. So unfair, but so, so true.
Isn't that just life in a nutshell?
"Granny, mom and dad, this is my good friend Brian Atwater", Harry said presenting Brian like a Price is Right model. Brian thought maybe he should bow. He refrained.
"Very nice to meet you ma'am. Mrs. Kraft. Mr. Kraft", he said with a charming smile and slight hand wave, and much to Harry's delight, in proper order. "Thank you very much for inviting me to spend a few days with you. You have a lovely home". Whew! He got it out all right. Brian was pleased; he had practiced it on the train.
The Krafts were pleasant enough, and they apologized for not "receiving him" but had to "retire" to the "day room" to escape the heat, curious phrases Brian understood...sort of. He noticed that for a group of people who were hot, they certainly dressed like they were cold. Mr. Kraft wore a white linen suit with tie, and still had his jacket on. Mrs. Kraft also wore long pants and pink and white striped shirt with a bright yellow sweater over her shoulders tied at the neck. The grandmother wore a skirt, long to the floor, colorful madras pattern, with a white blouse, and several long gold necklaces. They sat technically "together" on large wicker furniture, but so far apart in the vast seating area, with tables and chairs and pillows and statues and potted plants between them, they might as well have been strangers waiting in a bus depot. `Do they have personal space issues?' Brian wondered, think of Harry who couldn't sleep unless he was touching Brian somehow: holding his hand or arm, laying on his chest, one leg over his, like without the physical connection he'd never rest. Staring at the "family" members sitting so far apart, it made sense why Harry longed to be touched.
Cool drinks were served by two men in grey suits. All the Krafts asked for iced tea, and Brian, not knowing if there was a menu, followed their example. "Iced tea would be great, please". Harry laughed to himself thinking it so endearing to say "please" to the staff. If Granny had heard she would surely have raised an eyebrow. "Their paychecks are their please-s and thank you-s", she used to say.
The conversation remained on topics ranging from the painfully superficial to the patently obvious to the particularly dull.
"How was the train ride from Philadelphia?" Mrs. Kraft asked.
"Very nice, ma'am. I was able to read my book".
"What time did you leave?" she followed up.
"About 11:00 this morning".
"And how long of a ride was it?" Mr. Kraft asked. He must not be good at math. Or wear a watch.
"About three hours. Not bad".
"No, not bad", Mr. Kraft replied. They all nodded their heads in the unanimous consent that 3 hours of train travel, indeed, was not bad. It was now settled as Kraft family fact.
"And did you transfer in Grand Central Station?" Mr. Kraft asked.
"Yes, sir, I had to change trains in Grand Central".
"Of course".
"Yes, you do" Mrs. Kraft confirmed. "But just the one transfer".
"Yes, ma'am, just the one".
"Yes, I thought so".
"Oh, yes", Mr. Kraft nodded. As if he had ever been on a train.
`Riveting conversation' Brian thought.
"Do you know the Carson family in Philadelphia? My sister Margaret married Harold Carson and they have been in Philadelphia since the War. Her grandson Roger is probably your age, but goes to Yale" Granny asked.
"Yale!" Mr. Kraft exclaimed, as if the word offended him.
"Harry, you know your second cousin Roger" Granny continued.
"Yes, Granny, but I don't think Brian knows him", Harry answered.
"No, I don't know Roger Carson", Brian affirmed. Granny looked surprised. How could he be from Philadelphia and not know the Carsons?
"Well you must introduce him".
"Oh, you must", Mrs. Kraft nodded in agreement.
Brian watched her drop a sugar cube from a tiny pair of tongs into her glass of iced tea, stirring it with the longest spoon he'd ever seen. He thought it ingenious- a spoon so long you wouldn't dunk your fingers. He wished he had that as a kid. When he'd drink Ovaltine the spoon wasn't long enough to scrape the bottom of the glass where the stubborn mounds of powder fought aggressively against integration. Longer spoons seemed like a smart invention. She stirred slowly without making the slightest sound, spoon never touching glass, an action which amused Brian. He wondered if the sugar cube would ever dissolve.
It was only when old Granny Kraft innocently asked Brian questions outside his wheelhouse of trains, both travel times and transfer points, did Brian stumble. He was ignorant of the syntax of the elite's English.
"Now, where do you summer?" Granny asked.
"I'm sorry?" Brian replied. Granny thought he hadn't heard, so she repeated herself. He heard. He just didn't understand the question.
"I...um... summer?"
"Yes, where does your family summer", Granny replied sweetly. She had no idea her question was as foreign as speaking to Brian in Swahili.
"They summer in Nantucket, Granny", Harry replied.
"Oh", Granny said, leaning back in her chair. Then she forced a smile. "Nantucket is lovely, dear. Just lovely". That ended the "summer" conversation. `New money', she thought. `Well, he is a nice boy regardless'.
"Mom, dad, I'm going to take Brian for a swim.
"Not too much sun", she replied still stirring her tea like it contained nitroglycerin. Harry did have fair skin and hair, and could burn easy, but Brian was pretty sure Harry was well aware of that by now. Most 20 year olds are.
"Very nice meeting you all and thanks again for letting me stay", Brian said politely.
"Yes, nice meeting you, Brian. So glad your train trip was pleasant".
Brian just smiled, and turning to leave thought, `this guy- still with the trains'. Once in the safety of the hallway again, he whispered to Harry, "Nantucket?"
"I had to save you. You were drowning".
"What did she mean summer?"
"That's just the expression".
"Do you winter?"
"No, you only summer".
Brian put on a fake aristocratic accent. "And where might you be springing this year lad?"
Harry smiled. "You only summer".
"So I summer in Nantucket. Is that good?"
"Not according to Granny. She doesn't think well of you now, but she'll leave you alone".
Brian learned a lot that first day he "summered" in Newport. For example, one changes for the pool in a pool house. Who knew? He found his bathing suit laid out for him along with a towel (and not even the one he brought. No, this one had no holes). `Cool', he thought.
Harry and Brian spent the remainder of the afternoon swimming in the large, irregular shaped pool tucked into a planted corner of the vast gardens, a good 500 feet from the house. Further along the lawn fell off into a rocky cliff, and then dropped dramatically into the sea. Brian could hear the waves breaking below. Harry's house, all the houses, were perched up on cliffs.
"So you don't go into the ocean I guess" Brian noted.
"The bay", Harry corrected. "You can. I'll show you later", he said between mouthfuls of pool water he spit out like a fountain, letting it fall over his own face. The water felt great after the train ride and in the shockingly acute Rhode Island sun, playing in the cool waters was welcomed respite.
"Let's have a catch", Harry suggested. He ran to the tennis court and returned a few moments later with some balls. Harry wanted to play. He was like a big golden Labrador, frisky, playful, just wanting to be loved and petted. His game: run and jump into the pool, catch a ball in mid-air, throw it back before hitting the water. It's a game every guy who has ever been in a pool has played, one of the rule-less and innocent games of mindless summer relaxation. Brian, too, had played it. Granted his pool had about 100 additional strangers, and you had to dodge the old guys swimming, but if the lifeguards at the Y didn't yell at you to stop, you could play. That day he realized the game was much better in private with Harry.
Most things were.
"Ahh!!!" Harry would scream, as he tried to return the ball, falling into the water. Brian threw it purposely too far, and Harry reached out to catch it before realizing it was a trick. "Oh! Shit! NO!" he screamed before bellyflopping into the water. Brian laughed, and Harry swam underwater towards him, popping up and tackling him in a typical guy's water wrestle. They laughed like children, splashing and dunking each other.
They played that game for almost an hour, and Brian never tired of feeding Harry the ball until he could perfect his technique. If only all of life's challenges were this enjoyable, and every obstacle surmountable with loved ones by your side. If they were, every man would eventually succeed.
Around 5pm Harry lay sprawled out resting on the edge of the pool trying to tan, really turning pale pink. Laying on his back, arm over his eyes shielding the sun, one knee bent up, Brian admired the muscle tone in his calves and thighs, the trail of soft blonde hairs that led to his navel, a path Brian knew very intimately. Brian could see the outline of his cock in his bathing suit, one of those tiny bathing suits of the 70's when showing thighs was the norm. It made Brian slightly eager and he wondered when they would have the chance to be together. Mr. Kraft came strolling across the grass in a red pants and navy blue blazer with a wide brimmed white hat and sunglasses. He had changed since Brian arrived.
"Harry, get out of the sun before you burn to a crisp", he shouted. Harry mumbled something under his breath, annoyed to be treated like a child. He rolled his body over the edge and fell stone-like into the pool. "You boys go change for early dinner. We've got canasta at the Hollisters and the Faircloths are bringing Baron Sutton".
Brian had no idea what many of those words could mean. They spoke a different dialect in Newport, like South Africans.
"Race!" Harry screamed running away in his wet bathing suit. Brian was generally faster than Harry, so Harry would cheat. They ran across the sprawling law around the side of the house and through a basement door, dripping wet, barefoot and bare-chested. Cutting through the kitchen a woman yelled.
"Don't come in my kitchen like that Mr. Harry!"
"Sorry Rosie!" Harry yelled back without stopping. Brian followed him down a hall and up a small back staircase. Harry would have called it a "servant's staircase", but Brian didn't know staircases were segregated. Harry darted up, Brian at his heels.
"I kind of want to go exploring in your castle", he said.
"I want to go exploring in your castle, too, but I don't just blurt it out there. And by castle I mean..."
"Yeah I know what you mean", Brian replied. "No serious, this place is crazy and I want to look around".
"We can tonight when they leave".
"What about your grandmother?"
"She's asleep by 9 and is deaf as a doorpost", Harry replied.
The staircase exited to a back hall, and he followed Harry into an imposing second floor esplanade, elegantly apportioned with heavy damask draperies and furniture. The white marble floors were crisscrossed by red and gold runners. Despite the oppressive heat, the marble was cold under his naked feet. It felt nice. Brian followed Harry two steps behind staring at the barrel vaulted ceiling, the gold leaf inlaid coffers and the oversized brass lamps, amazed that people had homes like that. Summer homes. They circled the central foyer passing the grand stairs when they ran into the grandmother. She was shaking her head disapprovingly.
"Harry, dear, you mustn't come through here in such a state of undress". Brian swallowed a laugh, slightly embarrassed to be standing there almost naked. Something about the contrast of soaring space filled with precious art and furniture and the elegantly dressed old lady next to his own JCPenny blue trunks and naked chest made it funny.
"Sorry, Granny", Harry said picking up the pace.
Brian smiled when he passed her and nodded his head slightly. "We do this all the time in Nantucket". Harry snorted a laugh.
At the end of the east hall was his bedroom, an enormous room overlooking the front of the house. It had two beds, one king sized, centrally located, and a single against the far wall. To the side of the single bed Brian spotted his suitcase, opened, the contents laid out on a bureau. He looked at his neatly folded underwear and tee shirts, ashamed he had just shoved everything in the bag earlier that morning, embarrassed that someone had taken the time to organize. He made no comment, concerned that another observation of the sort might begin to irk Harry. It was clear- Brian was not from this world. No need to underscore the point yet again.
"Now, a fun little fact about high society", Harry said closing and locking his bedroom door. "When you are still a youth", he said making air quotes, "as I am a youth, and you have a guest stay, the tradition is the guest domiciles with said youth in his chambers. So..." he continued, wrapping his arms around Brian's waist "for the next 5 nights, you shack up in here with me". He kissed Brian deeply, running his hands through Brian's black hair. Harry's skin let off tremendous heat Brian noticed, feeling the absorbed sun on his muscular back and shoulders. His solid embrace always made him feel protected and safe, and though it had been weeks since they last kissed, their tongues and breath were ever familiar in each other's mouth.
"So who gets the big bed?" Brian asked.
"Hmmm", Harry said. "Let's see". He pushed Brian over to the bed and turning him around he pulled down his bathing suit. Brian's few hours of sun gave him a mild tan and the browner skin contrasted more sharply against his silky white ass. Brian bent him over across the bed, knelt down behind him, spread Brian's cheeks with his palms, and dove into his ass tongue first. Brian moaned.
"Ah man I missed you", Brian whispered. Harry didn't respond. His pale hands were turning red at the knuckles as he pried Brian's ass further apart giving his tongue greater access. He reached underneath and pulled Brian's cock and balls down so in one long tongue motion he could like from his hole to the underside of the tip of his cock. It made Brian almost whimper. He could feel his ass getting warmer, wetter, and he knew Harry wanted it.
Harry stood him up and spun him around, and facing each other, they kissed passionately, Brian pulling down Harry's trunks, struggling because his erection had made the knot of the drawstring tighter. Harry was insanely hard, and Brian knew he wouldn't last long. He never really did...
"I want to suck on it", Brian moaned.
"No time", Harry said curtly. He pushed Brian back on the bed, and remembering an important product, ran to the bathroom, cock flapping. He returned with Vaseline, and within a few moments was fully inside Brian's loving ass. They made constant, unbroken eye contact and kissed in soft, long, deep kisses full of romance and caring. Harry's breathing became heavy, and his moaning more acute.
"I love you", he whispered to Brian, nibbling on his ear. He had said it before, but Brian always loved to hear it.
"You know I love you", Brian replied, running his hand down Brian's chest, feeling the light smattering of hairs. He reached up and cupped the back of Harry's head, pulling him closer, feeling his full weight on himself. They kissed some more, and Brian knew how to put him over the top. He reached around Harry's ass, let his finger find the hole, and slowly pushed in. The further in he pushed, the quicker Harry would finish. Brian wanted his load. He shoved his finger in all the way. Harry turned a rich shade of pink causing his many freckles to pop like a litebrite board. Brian kissed him deeply. He loved to kiss Harry when he reached orgasm; it was like a breath of new life with each kiss. His kissing became full of fire, and Brian could feel the throbbing of his cock and the warm liquid fill inside him. Harry was still cumming when he reached down to massage Brian's erection. He always wanted Brian to cum as close to his own orgasm as possible. Today there would be no problem. With his cock in Harry's loving hand, still feeling Harry's penis inside him, as deep as his post orgasm cock could go, Brian released completely. Harry gently pumped him, coaxing the last few drops out, and when he felt the tap was sufficiently dry, he leaned down and kissed Brian gently. Their love making was soft, tender, sensitive. It was sweet and simple and basic. And, Brian thought, perfect.
"What will you do tonight, Harry?" Mrs. Kraft asked as they were finishing dinner about an hour later. The five sat at the far end of a gigantic table that could seat 30 people. The "youths" did not have to dress for dinner, much to Granny's dismay, but long pants and collared shirts were required.
"We'll just hang out here maybe watch the Red Sox game on TV. Nothing much", Harry said.
"Lovely", she replied, looking somewhere in the distance. It was as rehearsed a reply as Brian had ever heard. For some reason Brian thought that if Harry answered "We'll just hang out here, maybe murder the Swedish Prime Minister and join a Chinese gang", Mrs. Kraft would have replied "lovely". Her questions are obligatory but his answers irrelevant and unimportant.
Still, Brian was glad he had survived dinner, especially as Mr. Kraft loved to talk about his days at Princeton, and with a year under his belt, Brian felt comfortable enough to engage in any Princeton conversation. Princeton football, Princeton Glee Club, Princeton rivalries, this was really a Princeton-centric family. He could not imagine the scandal if a Kraft man wanted to go to Ohio State. Or worse, Harvard.
The meal itself was fairly straight forward, despite being served on fine china and crystal goblets so thin Brian thought he could bite them like a potato chip. They started with a soup, and Brian thought that strange. Who eats soup in the summer? He ate it neatly, not slurping or making noise, crediting an episode of My Three Sons he remembered as a kid. A fish, rice, a vegetable, a salad, peaches with ice cream. White wine was served, too, and being 18 Harry and Brian were offered it. Harry had two glasses, Brian two sips.
"I'm sure they are dining like this in Nantucket, aren't they", Granny commented. Brian nodded and smiled, hoping that would suffice as an answer and she would ask for no additional commentary or elaboration. "When I was a girl we dined in gowns, and 4 or 5 servants would attend. In this very dining room. Back when I married Harry's grandfather".
"Things have changed, Granny" Harry said sweetly.
"Oh, my how they have changed. I notice it every season" she said nostalgically. "Must be nice in Nantucket where they don't have to remember such better days".
Brian smiled again, unsure if his imaginary Nantucket summering family had just been insulted.
"We want to get up early and sail, so if it's OK we can just grab breakfast in the kitchen" Harry said.
"Absolutely not", Granny interjected before either parent could respond. "Arthur, your Grandma-ma would turn in her grave" she said preemptively scolding her son for the permission she feared he may grant.
"Granny is a Vanderbilt and very fond of tradition", Mrs. Kraft said sweetly. "They were much stricter", she whispered to Brian, as if the Kraft family were the epitome of social progress.
Granny was on a roll. "Harry, dear, what room are we in?"
"The dining room, Granny".
"And what do we do in the dining room?"
"Dine", Harry said stoically, as if he had repeated this lesson hundreds of times in his life.
"And in the breakfast room?"
"Do you plan on cooking?"
"Then there is no reason to be in the kitchen. Arthur?" she said.
"You boys just have breakfast in the breakfast room before you sail". Finally, it was resolved, and there would be peace on the earth. Brian couldn't believe the amount of raucous corn flakes had caused. No wonder Harry was such a mess in school. No one could live this rigid without being a little bonkers. If Granny was so fastidious about breakfast rules, Brian wondered what she might think if she knew he had probably, oh, a tablespoon of her Harry's DNA inside his ass. And was there a special room for that...
When Harry's parents had departed and Granny "retired", they began the great tour of the old mansion: formal libraries full of books no one ever read; a game room decorated masculine in black and green marble inlaid with bronze, still faintly smelling of whisky and cigars; a white and pale green music room with grand piano and harp, ethereal and feminine with large billowing curtains and wisps of lavender. Harry showed Brain secret doors and passages servants would use to move from room to room, and he recounted childhood stories of massive hide-and-go-seek games played with brothers and cousins.
Around 11pm he led Brian into the cellars for "the best part of the house". In a dark and chilly room, deep underground, he opened a steel door and turned on a light. "Look" he said. Brian looked down a long tunnel, about 7 feet high and 4 feet wide, with light bulbs running off into the distance. He was unable to see the end. "This is the coal room", Harry said walking down the tunnel leading Brian. "Back when the place ran on coal this is where it was stored, but you'd never get coal delivered up the driveway because it was dirty and dusty, so they would bring it in by sea. So they dug this tunnel right under the back lawn and it goes from the house all the way out. You'll see" he said. "Don't tell my parents I took you here. They'd go nuts. We are forbidden to come here, but it's still my favorite spot. When we were kids my brothers and I would dare each to walk this in the dark. It was like a test of bravery", Harry reminisced.
After a lengthy walk the tunnel ended at a large, steel, jail cell type door cut directly into the cliffs with the sea 10 or 15 feet below. Behind the last light fixture, Harry found a strong metal key. "Still here" he said holding it up. He opened the door, and they stood on a massive stone perch overlooking the water. "There used to be a big dock here but it got knocked down once they stopped using coal" Harry explained. "Come on, this is the best part". He climbed down a few large rocks with Brian following carefully, much less surefooted than the experienced resident.
"This is so cool", Brian said. "It's like the Bat cave!" He watched the small waves lap against the cliff and pool in naturally forming recess. The moonlight was exceptionally bright, almost like the sun, and in front of them the open bay was black and calm with small lights here and there from passing ships.
Harry started undressing, throwing his shirt and sneakers in a pile. He pulled down his pants and boxers too, standing completely naked in the moonlight. His pale white skin shined off the rocks like a ghost, and Brian watched him nimbly, confidently step down a few more rocks, perch slightly over the edge and jump into the sea. When he surfaced his radiant smile and bright blue eyes put nature to shame. Skinny dipping off the coal gate was a no-no that made his smile supernatural.
"Come on, lose the clothes, let's go!" he yelled. Brian was slightly timid.
"No one can see?"
"You think I would if they could?"
"Yeah I do!"
"Come on jump in", Harry yelled. Brian undressed and following Harry's steps jumped into the water next to him, shocked at how good the chilly waters felt against his naked flesh. His scrotum immediately shrunk against his body, and the waters tickled his nipples making them perky. They treaded water in the salty sea and their bodies danced in the tide, slowly rocking back and forth getting gradually closer to the rocks. The cliffs looked menacing before them, a natural barrier protecting the estate from intruder or storm.
"Feels good, doesn't it?" Harry said exuberantly.
"Yeah this is awesome".
Climbing back up to the gate was a feat more difficult than Brian had imagined, but with Harry's support and patience he scaled the slippery rocks unscathed. They sat down together, facing the water, their backs to the cliffs and rigid cottage above, feeling the spray of water from the splashing waves below, the quiet of the night contrasting the incredible noise of the sea. After some kissing, Harry lay down, pulling Brian close to him, their naked bodies on full display.
The night sky was bright with stars, and the warmth of Harry's body with the sound of waves crashing provided a beautiful backdrop to their embrace. Brian curled up next to his lover laying his head on his chest, but it felt foreign against his face. He nuzzled closer, looking to find the warmth and tenderness, but the sense on his skin was hard, cold and severe, and it caused Brian to stir. He opened his eyes carefully, knowing instinctively the sun would hurt. Peeling his face off the window, he turned and saw Will in the driver's seat. The motor was turned off, and Will was reading an article on his phone. When he saw Brian stir, he smiled and spoke softly.
"Hey, we are here. You fell asleep".
Brian sat up, rubbing his eyes with his hands. "I'm so sorry".
"Don't worry about it", Will responded sweetly. "GPS got me here no problem".
Brian sounded groggy. "How long was I out?"
"Like an hour".
"You should've woken me", he said stretching his arms between his legs. He took off his seatbelt and they exited the car. His 55 year old body felt stiff. He could still smell Harry, still hear his voice. They were so close and suddenly, instantly, he was gone.
Will grabbed their overnight bags from the back of Brian's SUV and followed him to the house. He had always heard about "the Hamptons" and was excited to see it for the first time. The last few miles of the drive while Brian slept he admired the twenty foot high hedges and large, closed gates that protected the privacy of the elite community. He wondered about the people who lived there, the parties they threw, the lives they lead. He wondered if he was on the trajectory to become one of them someday, one of the rich.
"So this is where you summer?"
Hearing those words made Brian stir, like a wave of nausea came over him. "You know that expression?" he asked.
"I've picked up some of the lingo".
Brian's beach house was a classic Hampton's style two-story cedar shingle with large, open decks and shuttered windows. It sat on about two ocean front acres of grass with a discreet infinity pool and tennis court tucked into the corner along the road.
They entered a great room, easily 50x40, with a wall of windows overlooking the ocean. It had a high peaked ceiling, an A-frame, with large wooden beams running along the ceiling rafters and across the room, all painted a brilliant and severe white. Everything was stark white: the walls, the furniture, the curtains and the carpets. The ebony stained hardwood floors offered a striking contrast. Its simplicity and minimalism was noticeably different than Brian's 5th Avenue penthouse. It was a stunning space, sleek and clean lined, and Will blurted out "holy shit" a little too loudly. He made no additional comment, concerned that another observation of the sort might begin to irk Brian. It was clear- Will was not from this world. No need to underscore the point yet again.
"Well, it's a little cold, but the pool is heated, so what do you think of a swim?" Brian asked.
"Awesome", Will said.
They played in the pool for about 20 minutes, and Brian liked looking at Will's tight body and electric tattoos. Next to the ultra-stark white setting, his arm was the only pop of color and stood out brilliantly. Will watched Brian swim laps and noticed how elegantly he glided through the water, effortless, natural.
"Hey is there a shed near the tennis court?" Will asked.
"Yes, there is". Will got out of the pool and ran towards the tennis court, retuning in a few moments with some balls. "Let's have a catch", he said playfully. Will wanted to see if he could jump into the pool and, in midair, catch the ball and throw it back to Brian before landing in the water. Brian agreed to play. Once he purposefully threw the ball long, causing Will to lay out for it, and falling for the trick he ended up bellyflopping into the pool. Brian laughed heartily.
Brian never grew tired of feeding Will the ball letting him perfect his technique.
With all the water splashing his face he was sure Will could not see his tears.
Years ago Brian had learned the Kraft Family was putting up for sale their Newport cottage, a 40 room national historic landmark along the famed Cliff Walk with servants' wings and secret passages, an architectural and artistic masterpiece of the gilded age. However, the former summer retreat of the wealthiest families in the world: Vanderbilts and Carnegies, Astors and Dukes, had become a dinosaur, and the rich had all moved on. New money now dwarfed old money, and old families had broken their stodgy traditions with the attempt to modernize and compete in the world of hedge fund and internet moguls being born by the hour. Newport was a mausoleum town, a location for three day weekends and destination weddings. Everfield Cottage, ancestral summer home of the Kraft family, full of asbestos, lead paint and leaky pipes sold to the Hilton Corporation for just $10 million.
That same year Brian bought the land, just the land, in the desirable Hampton Bays for $25 million.
Times really had changed.
Brian participated in an invitation-only open house the weekend Everfield Cottage went on the market. The home had been stripped of its contents, and he noted how empty and sad the shell of a building was. It had been decades since he stepped foot on that grand staircase, yet he could still see Harry's sun burnt face and blonde hair as he ran half naked to the pool.
Brian was finally able to slip away from the realtors, and he descended a servant's staircase to the sub-basement into the coal room, walking down a 600 foot tunnel, and behind the last light fixture, still in its place, as tradition and rules of the Krafts demand, he discovered a strong, steel key. He unlocked the jail cell like door and stood on the stone perch staring at the rocks below and the rough sea splashing against the cliffs as it had done for millennia. The bright sun made it hard to see well, especially after the darkness of the tunnel, so he's not exactly sure where about the key landed. He just knew he threw it far.
That door, Brian determined, would now be open forever.


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Somebody might have left a dictionary in the newly renovated locker rooms at the Crew's practice facility in Obetz.
As he looked ahead to today's home opener, veteran midfielder Bernardo Anor searched for the right word to sum up the Crew's approach after an undefeated preseason paved the way for a season-opening 3-0 win against D.C. United. A little more than two months after the first practices of the Gregg Berhalter era in Columbus, the win gave Anor and his teammates another boost of confidence.
So as Anor sought to describe the team's mind-set for today's game against Philadelphia, he inferred a word that hasn't been heard around Crew Stadium in years.
"You want to get cocky in a way, knowing that you own the field, but also keeping in mind the humble thought that just because we started off good doesn't mean it's going to keep going," he said.
In other words, swagger?
"I think the team feels that way, knowing that we can play like this," he said. "We've noticed these past couple of weeks that we can move the ball and keep the ball. Having that confidence … we should go out and keep implementing the same ideas and the same strategy that we have been working."< /p>
The task for Berhalter's staff since the March 8 opener has been to continue to preach the need for constant improvement. Last week, the Crew scheduled two late-week scrimmages to help build game fitness and home in on how Berhalter wants his team to play.
During the past week, Berhalter said, he has not sensed complacency from his players, and he praised leaders such as captain Michael Parkhurst for keeping guys on task.
"We're one game into the season," Berhalter said. "We've got one win. There's not much there, to be honest. Maybe if we're 34 games into the season and we haven't lost, we'll talk about getting caught up in something. Right now, there's not much as far as anything to get caught up in."
Defender Josh Williams said the staff has shown a number of ways the Crew can improve on its decisive win against D.C. United, while goalkeeper Steve Clark pointed out that five of the team's starters in the game were on other rosters last season.
"I think that we're such a new team that we're still working to get better and better," Clark said. "The overconfidence is something that I don't think I see in us at all. I still think we're striving to get better and getting to know each other."
Adding to the situation is the fact that Crew Stadium flipped the script on its primary tenant last season. The Crew earned only 47.1 percent of its possible total points at home last season, the fourth-lowest total in club history and worst since 2007 (44.4 percent).
A win not only would put the Crew on the right track, but it also would give the first 2-0 start in team history.
"If you fill up the stadium like that, and if you don't perform, that's never a good thing," Williams said. "If we get the crowd that we're expecting to come out, that can only last so long if you're not winning."


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By Casey Peacock: PNT Staff Writer
Name: Tatiana Saucedo
Job: San Juan Village receptionist
Time on the job: Since August
Background: Saucedo is a sophomore at Eastern New Mexico University studying biology. She previously worked in the ENMU math department, grading papers, and at the front desk in Lincoln Hall before it closed.
Q. Describe what your job entails?
A. Giving tours of the new building, answering the phone, signing residents in and monitoring the building.
Q. What is a typical day on the job like for you?
A. I only work two to three hours per day. I sign people in, check the building every 30 minutes to an hour. I have a lot of time to do school work.
Q. Why did you choose this job?
A. My boss used to be the resident assistant in the old dorms and she requested that I work for her.
Q. What type of training do you need for your job?
A. Partners in Training, a two-hour program on job orientation, job edict and rules. The boss shows us how it should go here.
Q. What do you enjoy most about your job?
A. Seeing new people and the time that I get to work on my homework.
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First (but definitely not most important), I have written 500 posts here on MandyMom.com in the last 3+ years. Pretty amazing, since I definitely don't feel like I post here a lot.
But, the biggest deal is that Molly Jo Jubilee is nine months old. She hit the big 9 [months] on the 17th, but she her nose was bubbling with snot, her eyes were red and watery, and she didn't look like the cheery baby we know and love, so I figured I'd wait a bit to snap a photo.
Isn't she adorable?
She's growing fast. She weighs about 14 pounds, is super skinny (but long), and loves to chow down. Don't let her small size deceive you!
She's excited about being able to get around speedily, pull up on things, and take a couple steps (as long as she has a grip on something).
And no, she's not sleeping through the night. She still wakes every 2-3 hours to nurse, but that's pretty typical for our babies until they are well over a year old.
She has three teeth on the bottom, a fourth bottom tooth on the verge of poking through, and I believe that her two top teeth should be popping out any time now (because her gums are swollen, and the teeth appear to be moving down).
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Everyone I know has difficulty falling or staying asleep (called insomnia) from time to time. Lack of sleep causes sluggishness and poor concentration. It's bad enough to experience insomnia once in a while, but 10 percent of Americans have chronic insomnia, meaning their sleepless nights happen more often than not.
A complex group of brain circuits interacting with multiple brain chemicals controls sleep and wakefulness. Sleep is a very active brain process. Nerve cells (neurons) in the brain that promote sleep inhibit the neurons that promote wakefulness, and vice versa. This can be explained with the concept of the flip-flop switch from electrical engineering: because of the way the wakefulness and sleep circuits are connected, turning one on turns the other off, acting as a flip-flop switch. But in some sleep disorders, the switch does not flip easily, and the wakefulness circuits are difficult to turn off.
Sleep and wakefulness circuits are influenced by many external factors, such as sleep habits and pre-bedtime activities. Stimulating activities right before bedtime, such as video games and exercise, can interfere with sleep. Certain foods and medications contain compounds that prevent the sleep circuit from being turned on. These compounds block receptors on sleep-circuit neurons that flip the switch from wakefulness to sleep. For example, caffeine blocks receptors that are important for sleep, called adenosine receptors. Too much caffeine late in the day prevents the switch from flipping towards sleep.
Some neurologic conditions can also lead to sleep problems. Excessive daytime sleepiness—even in the presence of a good night's sleep—can be due to a problem with the wakefulness circuit. This is a common complaint in people with Parkinson's disease and narcolepsy, which is a primary sleep disorder with "sleep attacks" during the day, loss of all muscle tone when startled, very vivid dreams, and temporary paralysis upon awakening. However, excessive daytime sleepiness can occur in any disorder that affects the entire brain, such as diabetes, liver disease, and kidney disease.
In some cases, people may be unaware that they are not sleeping soundly. One cause of this is obstructive sleep apnea (OSA), which involves multiple episodes of upper airway obstruction causing snoring; periodic leg movements of sleep; and sleep walking or other behaviors performed during sleep.
Poor sleep can make some neurologic conditions worse. OSA, in addition to contributing to stroke and heart attack risk, is a common treatable cause of cognitive problems. In people with mild cognitive impairment or Alzheimer's disease, cognitive function can be made dramatically worse by OSA. Treatment for OSA can help improve cognitive function for these people.
Poor sleep can also cause problems in the absence of any neurologic condition. A recent study in the U.K. found that poor sleep habits (in particular, not having a regular bedtime) led to behavioral problems and poor school performance in elementary-aged children. These problems were reversed when a regular bedtime was introduced.
If you or someone you know has a persistent problem with falling asleep, staying asleep, or daytime sleepiness, talk with a doctor about possible underlying causes. If no clear cause is evident, many people can be helped by creating good sleep habits: maintain a regular bedtime; avoid caffeine, alcohol, and stimulating activities before bedtime; and ban TV and electronic devices from the bedroom. In some cases, short-term sleeping medication may be in order, but this is never a good idea over the long term because it is easy for people to become dependent on them.
Don't forget to read "Sleep Well" on page 34 of this issue. And if you have a good strategy for preventing sleepless nights, please share it with us!
Take good care,
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A rush-hour drive on the always-bustling Roosevelt Boulevard is no easy task. Cars honked and whizzed past me as I carefully drove the speed limit on a recent visit to Gilbert Spruance Elementary School in northeast Philadelphia. Mind you, the Barnes's education outreach Subaru I was driving might have attracted a few extra honks. The attention-grabbing Subaru—covered in photos of students and Barnes educators—is easy to spot.
July 9, 2015
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What if you could give 60 kindergarten students their first art museum experience and teach them literacy skills at the same time? It's just another Thursday at the Barnes Foundation!
The Barnes Foundation's Education Department Pictures and Words program, the successful elementary art and literacy program reaching over 2,000 first- through third-graders in the School District of Philadelphia, is expanding this year to serve an additional 500 kindergarteners.
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This Saturday take mom for some Mother's Day fun before her big day. Guy and Girl Boutique, along with jewelry designer Emily Penn and Cutler South Beach, will host a Pre-Mother's Day poolside shopping & beauty event on May 12. The fun starts at 1 to 5 p.m. by the Shelborne's poolside with a Prosecco Bar. Cutler South Beach will be on site offering complimentary hairstyling an mini-makeovers for moms. Find gifts like Lola James jewelry, Tom Ford sunglasses, To Dye For scarves and sarongs and more. NO RSVP is necessary.
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Knowing your blood pressure and your family's health history are paramount in fighting early onset of high blood pressure, especially if you're an African-American, say experts at UT Southwestern Medical Center.
"African-Americans are at greater risk of developing high blood pressure earlier in life. While there is no single reason, there are ways to combat it," says Dr. Shawna Nesbitt, associate professor of internal medicine and a hypertension specialist at UT Southwestern. "Getting regular checkups and knowing your blood pressure is extremely important."
In addition, Dr. Nesbitt says that knowing whether or not you have other risk factors for hypertension is important in assessing risk.
"Other health problems like heart disease, kidney disease, diabetes and high cholesterol may highlight the need for earlier treatment of high blood pressure."
She also said that the earlier in life you begin treating blood pressure, the healthier you will be. Those with risk factors for high blood pressure should aim to keep body weight in the normal range; lose weight if needed; maintain a low salt/high fiber diet; and exercise regularly, about 30 minutes at least four days each week.
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San Diego Comic-Con International 2008 has wrapped, and it was another fantastic convention for GoComics. We had all kinds of fun, whether it was demonstrating comics on mobile phones in our partner booths, giving away free kajeet phones from our own booth, or just walking the floor and meeting fans. To those who stopped by our booth, we enjoyed meeting you and we thank you for your support!
We hosted our 4th mobile comics panel, and once again we came away with a great feeling of excitement over the future of comics on mobile phones. Thanks to all of those who attended the panel and especially to those who contributed to the discussion.
SDCC was also an opportunity to hang out with our partners, folks whose work you've seen or will soon see on the GoComics mobile comic book reader. Among them, comics legend Stan Lee, whose all-new Stripperella comic book series is being developed exclusively for mobile release through GoComics. Below, Lee shares a photo-op with uclick/GoComics CEO Doug Edwards (left) and Vice President of Product Development Jeff Webber (right).
Just in case you weren't able to attend SDCC, here's a photo of the GoComics booth so you can feel like you were there. Pictured are GoComics Producer Shena Wolf and Creative Director Pete Maresca. You may recognize Pete's name from his gigantic, Eisner award-winning labor of love, Little Nemo in Slumberland: So Many Splendid Sundays. The just-released (and slightly more massive) follow-up, Little Nemo in Slumberland: Many More Splendid Sundays, is on display just behind Pete's elbow. Both tomes are available through Sunday Press Books.
Hey, check out this Flickr photo series from TMNT25. Plenty of Comic-Con action featuring the TMNT Street Team. The Turtles are, of course, big stars on the GoComics mobile comic book reader. And look! Who's that, riding around the Gaslamp in a TMNT-themed pedicab? Once again it's Pete Maresca, maker of giant Winsor McCay books. This time he's accompanied by GoComics' Mobile Product Development Manager Harold Sipe, author of the hit Image Comics series Screamland!
One last photo, this time from the Image Comics booth, where Screamland scribe Harold Sipe and artist Hector Casanova signed copies of everyone's favorite tale of washed-up Hollywood monster-flick stars who band together for one last hurrah on the silver screen. All right, I'll stop plugging Screamland now. Wait - did I mention Screamland will be available in a trade paperback collection on Oct. 29 at fine comic retailers near you? Okay, now I'm done.
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NBC News correspondent Ayman Mohyeldin and others gathered on Thursday at 12 p.m. ET (7 p.m. Cairo time) to discuss Egypt's draft constitution and whether it is good or bad for the country. They examined lessons and mistakes learned, and whether or not it will protect and defend the rights of women and minorities. To watch a replay of the chat, please click on the video below.


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i've been searching the internet for a while on how to create a playlist on ubuntu. not much luck, but using i can use easytag to make a playlist. i'd rather not organize my songs in easytag and then make a playlist, but rather somehow transfer playlist that i have made onto the pilot. can anyone help here? i tried editing the playlist easy tag made, but after editing it, the pilot won't recongnize it anymore.
Also not as pressing matter as above, but for some reason when viewing by artists, for some artists it'll show the artist and right below it'll show the same artist but with a weird symbol at the end (example "Artist" then below "Artist*" or some orthe random symbol.)
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ha nevermind. i finally found out that if you set the pilot to mtp mode it'll take your playlist easily. You set it in the settings of USB Mode: Connection Type to Automatic instead of File folder for mtp mode.
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