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Wednesday, May 27, 2009
One Month Old
She already has a bit of a schedule. She usually wakes up anywhere from 5:30a - 7:30a, takes one big nap around 11:30 or noon then naps again around 3:30p and goes to bed around 9p. She wakes up every 2.5 - 3 hours during the night to nurse. A week ago she went through a growth spurt and wanted to nurse every hour and I was ready to give up on breastfeeding. I felt like she was attached to me all day! But now she's past that and eats every 2-3 hours. She has started to really enjoy playing with her toys. She'll lay on her play mat and kick the toys with her feet while batting at the other toys with her hands. She has just started to enjoy her swing this week also.
She's becoming more attached to her binky :-( She used to use it periodically but now she uses it more. She would use it to fall asleep then spit it out once she was asleep but yesterday when she napped she kept it in her mouth the entire time she slept. But on a good note she doesn't sleep with it at nighttime...yet.
She hasn't "smiled" yet but the doctor said the "social smile" doesn't occur until 4-6 weeks. I can't wait to see it...I'm sure I'll cry because when I see her "gas smile" I can't help but smile because she's just too cute!!
Friday, May 22, 2009
Addison Dr. Appt
Also, Addison weighs 9lbs 14oz!! The dr said that is amazing and won't need to see her next week for her one month checkup. She just asked us a few questions and now we don't go back until she's 2 months. Her 2 month appt will be when she gets her first shots :-(
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Addison is Spoiled!!
Last week we received two large boxes in the mail from my family in Boston. Let's just say my Aunt Denise and cousin Kelly L-O-V-E to shop :-) Addison now has enough clothes to last her until she's one. She is definitely a spoiled little princess. They sent TONS of clothes, lots of BEAUTIFUL dresses, red sox apparel, shoes, a Ralph Lauren robe and towel set, binkys, tub toys, diapers, toys, etc. Of course I took photos because it basically covered our entire dining room table!! I felt like a kid at Christmas unwrapping all the outfits and toys. I know my Aunt reads this blog so I'm sending out another big Thank You!!
Friday, May 8, 2009
Prayers Needed for a Friend
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Addison's First Bath
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Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Addison's First Dr. Appt
Sunday, May 3, 2009
Addison Has Arrived!!
Addison and I are doing great. We were released Friday evening. The first night home went better than expected. She was really fussy when we got home but eventually settled down. She went to sleep at 11:30p then I woke up in a panic at 3:30a because she hadn't woken up yet so I had to wake her up to feed then she fell back asleep until 7a. Last night though she woke up every 2 hours. Thank goodness Grandma is here because I'm hoping to get a nap in this afternoon.
I'm an open book so here's my labor story:
On Monday evening I started feeling contractions around 9:45p. They lasted through the night but I decided to go into work Tuesday and wrap up loose ends before starting my maternity leave. At 11a I left work and came home. The contractions were about 6 minutes apart lasting 35-45 seconds. Once I got home I just started walking. I would walk for awhile, then lay down and walk again. The contractions seemed to be less intense walking as opposed to laying down. I called Brian at 2:30p and told him he should probably come home from work. He got home and didn't think I was in labor. Thanks to all the movies out there that portray labor as only the "final stages", Brian thought I'd be in unbearable pain and screaming. He didn't realize that in between contractions everything was perfectly normal. So around 4p we left for the hospital. At this point my contractions were 4 minutes apart lasting about 55 seconds. Once we got to the hospital I was 3.5-4cm dilated and contractions were 4-5 minutes apart. They decided to admit me (thank goodness because we live about 45 minutes from the hospital-there are other hospital's closer to us but the one 45 minutes away is the only one my doctor delivers at) So we walked the halls and I sat in a rocking chair. I honestly thought I had a low pain tolerance but the nurses kept stating "pain relief is available whenever you request it" I honestly didn't think the pain was that bad. I knew that it would only last a minute so I focused on that. The doctor finally came in around 10:30p and broke my water. She warned me the contractions would start to get stronger. About the 5th contraction after that they definitely got stronger but I was determined to keep breathing through them. Then about an hour later the doctor ordered that I be started on a pitocin drip. I've always heard how pitocin contractions are hard and intense so I then told the nurse I wanted an epidural first. She said "You are a smart woman" I have a HUGE needle phobia but the epidural was virtually painless. I got worked up over nothing. Then nurse then turned out the lights and Brian and I slept. About two-three hours later the nurse said I was 8cm, then an hour and a half later I was 10cm. The nurse said that epidurals usually make women dilate quickly so I went from a 4.5cm - 10cm in about 3.5 hours. I pushed for 40 minutes and out came Addison. Brian didn't get to cut the cord because the doctor was concerned about my blood loss. Luckily I was fine. I did get a 2nd degree posterior tear when the shoulders came out though.
Once Addison arrived they did all her tests in the room right beside me. Then once they were finished they gave her to me and I was able to nurse her and spend about 40 minutes with her. They then took her to the nursery and gave her a bath. Once she was in the nursery they took her temperature and it was 101.6. They ran blood tests and she had an elevated white blood cell count so they thought she had an infection. They kept asking me if I tested positive for the Group B strep and I said no, I tested negative. I had about 3 nurses and two doctors ask me this. So once I was moved to a postpartum room I wasn't able to see her again for several hours until they had her fever down. Brian then went to the nursery to check on her and they released her to come to our room. The doctor ordered two antibiotics. They put an IV in her foot that lasted a day then it came out of the vein so they put another in her hand...poor little girl :-( So the doctors said we couldn't be discharged until her 48 hr culture came back negative, which thankfully it did. So basically now they are saying she didn't have an infection and the antibiotics were precautionary. They did more tests the day we left and we'll get the results Tuesday when we see the pediatrician. They say though that she's very healthy and active and they don't for see any problems.


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[ https://issues.apache.org/jira/browse/HDFS-1975?page=com.atlassian.jira.plugin.system.issuetabpanels:comment-tabpanel&focusedCommentId=13152404#comment-13152404 ] Todd Lipcon commented on HDFS-1975: ----------------------------------- - Why is {{getMaxGsInBlockList}} static? seems it could just be a member function of {{BlockListAsLongs}} - Storage has a javadoc {{@param shouldLock}} but the parameter doesn't seem to be in the method signature ---- In {{EditLogFileInputStream}}, why do we need to pass {{isInProgress}} as a boolean? If it's in-progress, that means we don't know the {{lastTxId}}, so it would be {{INVALID_TXID}}, right? So we can implement {{isInProgress()}} by just comparing {{lastTxId}}. ---- FSEditLog.java: - There's a typo "UNITIALIZED" instead of "UNINITIALIZED" in the javadoc in {{FSEditLog}} - The comment before {{sharedEditsDirs}} in {{FSEditLog}} should be javadoc-style - In the FSEditLog state machine, how does the transition from OPEN_FOR_READING work when going active? The javadoc could use a little bit more there (do we go first to CLOSED?) - Similar to above - would be good to add Preconditions.checkState checks in {{initJournalsForWrite}} and {{initSharedJournalsForRead}} - it's not obvious what state they should be to avoid orphaning open streams, etc. - Assertion in {{logEdit}}: can you add a text error message like {{"bad state: " + state}} so that if the assertion fails we're left with more useful info? ---- FSN: - Do you really need to make all of the FSN methods VisibleForTesting? We have a class called NameNodeAdapter which you can probably use to "reach in" without changing visibility. Or, why not just make a non-HA DFSClient talking to the first NN in the test case? - {{editLogTailer}} should be defined up higher in the file, no? - it seems like the {{recoverUnclosedStreams}} should happen just changing to writer mode, rather than at {{stopReadingEditLogs}} (doesn't seem obvious that this method would mutate the dir state). Otherwise when we clean-shutdown the standby, it might try to move around some logs, no? ---- - Why does {{matchEditLogs}} accept null now? It's called with the result of {{FileUtil.listFiles}} which never returns null - A couple spurious changes in FileJournalManager, JournalManager ---- MiniDFSCluster: - the builder method should be {{haEnabled}} not {{setHaEnabled}} to match the pattern of the other methods ---- - Need a license on TestEditLogTailer > HA: Support for sharing the namenode state from active to standby. > ------------------------------------------------------------------ > > Key: HDFS-1975 > URL: https://issues.apache.org/jira/browse/HDFS-1975 > Project: Hadoop HDFS > Issue Type: Sub-task > Components: name-node > Reporter: Suresh Srinivas > Assignee: Jitendra Nath Pandey > Attachments: HDFS-1975-HA.2.patch, HDFS-1975-HA.patch, HDFS-1975-HDFS-1623.patch, hdfs-1975.txt, hdfs-1975.txt > > > To enable hot standby namenode, the standby node must have current information for - namenode state (image + edits) and block location information. This jira addresses keeping the namenode state current in the standby node. To do this, the proposed solution in this jira is to use a shared storage to store the namenode state. > Note one could also build an alternative solution by augmenting the backup node. A seperate jira could explore this. -- This message is automatically generated by JIRA. If you think it was sent incorrectly, please contact your JIRA administrators: https://issues.apache.org/jira/secure/ContactAdministrators!default.jspa For more information on JIRA, see: http://www.atlassian.com/software/jira
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The moment I walked in, I thought my heart had stopped. They were holding hands! Geez Al, stop being so paranoid. What's wrong with holding hands? It's not like their making out or something. So maybe I was being a little melodramatic. But what could I do? My blood pressure was high!
"Um, hi," I said, glancing at the girl sitting next to Will and smiled a little.
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I reached my hand out and after a while Alice took hold of mine.
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"So...umm...you never told me she'd be this pretty Will," I said, smiling warmly at Alice but she still didn't smile back. Why did I have the feeling I wasn't living up to her expectations?
Will laughed and said, "I didn't feel the need to. I thought you'd already know with her picture hanging."
Oh crap, that backfired. It only made me sound like I was telling Alice indirectly that Will never talked about her. Man, I must look like a joker in front of her! Trying to change the topic, I offered to head out for lunch but Alice curtly informed me that they'd already had some. Ignoring her tone of voice, I said to Will, "Alright then. I'll be back in a few hours then Will."
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"No I'm fine. Besides, you guys probably want to catch up on old times. I'll just...hang out with the others for a while."
And before Will could change her mind or try to analyze the hidden meaning behind what I'd just said, I walked out the room and closed the door lightly behind me. Running my hands through my hair in frustration, I headed to the nearest restaurant as the tugging feeling increased in my stomach. It wasn't just because of hunger. I don't know but I just had the feeling that Alice didn't quite like me. Huh. What was I going to do now?


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CLTHHH-clank. CLTHHH-clank. Don Mi-ow stared helplessly at the ceiling as he listened to the familial rattling of Master Bit's nightly patrols. The compound was not large, and only about twenty padawans and younglings resided in the Praxum in addition to the few Knights and Masters who taught them. Master Bit had selected each one of them as he traversed the galaxy—each student came from different circumstances.
Master Bit had selected him, like he had all the other fifty or so students for something that the old droid-encased Master called "uniquely him." What it was, the young human could scarcely comprehend.
He continued staring--that being the only thing he could do at the moment. The rock above him looked like granite, much the same as the walls and floor, though the floor was polished regularly. The hall to his left was alight with torches instead, maintaining the feel of an ancient monastery, and every now and again Don heard old-style wooden bedposts creak and scratch as another body shifted in its sleep.
According to Master Bit, the lack of high technology provided the mind the opportunity to slow down and take stock of life--in other words, meditation. The abolition of technology extended to more than just lights, however. In his studies, Don used a bound pad of flimsy, an inkpot and a quill pulled from a native fowl. The kitchen was much the same, the students cooking their own meals over outdated appliances--some of which looked older than the Headmaster. Some of them were probably cousins.
Meditation, though, was a powerful tool to steady the mind. Don tried to regulate his breathing, repeating the Jedi code to himself in an attempt to fall asleep. In, out. There is no passion, there is serenity. He took another deep inhalation and held it for a moment before breathing again. There is no chaos, there is harmony. He sucked in another breath and realized it was not working. I should try the meditation room. Then again, that room had a history in itself, not exactly ideal for meditation. But the lingering energy was that of the Light, an aura of salvation that a trained mind could use to enhance meditation.
It stemmed from the incident that had lead to the founding of the Praxum--an encounter with a baron possessed of a mind-controlling substance, back when Master Bit was only a padawan with the late Master Coram Deo and his counterpart Master Nokturne. The Dantooine council had sent the three as mediators to Mynersha, as Don recalled. But that was only the surface; as they began their investigation, stranger and stranger happenings began to interfere until all of Hades seemed to have broke loose.
The incident had culminated in an attack against the three Jedi by hordes of the baron's depraved monsters--formerly sentient beings of whom the ooze possessed.
This was not helping, Don realized with a pang of irritation. He sighed heavily and shifted in his bed. Calm down, he told himself. What was it Master Coram was always quoted as saying? Where's my grenade? Don smiled--it was a running joke whenever the instructors asked about Master Coram's philosophical views. A grenade would do where a lightsaber would get in the way.
But no, it was to keep back from the fighting until the opportunity presented itself. The dead Cathar had been a master of ranged weaponry, so the students were told. His style reflected knowledge of battle combined with use of heavy weapons and the Force that made the tradition seem nonsensical to use by itself. Thus, the Coram Deo tradition had the subtle advantage keeping the enemy at a distance whilst assessing the field for the most strategic of openings. It was a Force form that required a calm mind and hours of meditation to master. It allowed a certain mode of telepathy that gave an ally the ability to see the battle from another angle. Often, a change in perspective could afford the opportunity to end a confrontation quickly and with minimal bloodshed.
However, like every other tradition, it required patience--much like waiting for sleep to come to the body. Don needed activity, something to tire his body down--anything to work out the tensions that kept him awake. Training purged the body of impurities, and left one exhausted afterward. Moreover, he could always use the practice.
Hid dull, gray uniform hung from the bedpost and dragged on the floor. It consisted of a moderately loose robe and a belt. The belt itself was standard issue, available at the market on Mynersha, just above the Praxum. His contained several stun grenades, a small grappling hook and cable dispenser, and his lightsaber.
The robe hung loosely over the human's wiry frame, much as the fabric was designed to do. A cursory inspection of himself revealed that his dirty head of brown hair was unkempt and spiked comically to the left, and that he was in need of a shave. There was no sense, he supposed in trying to make himself look presentable--if he got caught it would be the fate either way. Satisfied that he was not violating any conduct codes, he snapped his belt into place with only the faintest of clicks.
Don stalked out of the barracks and down the corridor to the left. The torchlight was bright by comparison to the gloom of the barracks. The room he sought was located some distance away on the other side of the Praxum's grounds. For the Headmaster to catch you during transit was an hour of lecturing about maintaining the Order's discipline and adherence to the rules set forth by its founding Jedi.
Of course, this was nowhere near the first time that Don had spirited himself to the training hall, and his mastery of stealth was one of his gifts that had required years of practice. The lecture was one of his favorites, if only because it produced in him fond memories of stories from his childhood. Shortly after the admonition that Master Bit was obligated to afford to his students, he would put them to bed and to lull them to sleep, tell them the story of the founding of the Order of Saint Elsa.
During their history lessons, the story was dry and detached of all humor and wit; in deed, it fell into a dreadful monotony that indiscriminately encompassed all of galactic history. But that was only the broadest of the schooling Don and his fellows had endured. The other Masters--about five of them in total--had each of them a specialized field of study in addition to different Force forms and combat styles. It was classical education in the fashion of a boarding school for the extraordinarily gifted.
Master Bit taught some on the application of language for diffusing hostile situations--a public relations class by any other name. It was reputed (with some skepticism on the part of the newest Knights to arise from the Order) that it was actually Master Deo and not Bit Hantoff who served in that original capacity. Though as to the truth of the rumor, no one but the old Masters themselves would know. And only Bit was around these days. But, on some days, during Master Bit's classes, they would visit the small, compressed archives and begin digging through stacks of holo-discs and datapads (the only true technology aside from the lightsaber allowed in the halls of the Praxum) in order to gain some modicum of understanding of the history of the Republic's outer worlds. Each student would present his findings and Master Bit judged them according to the level of comprehension, and the amount of work put in.
But as far as the padawan was concerned, his youngling days were ancient history. His focus now was training, though he was still required to show an efficient amount of knowledge in all of the required spheres of knowledge. During training, instructing Jedi often subjected his or her pupils to different scenarios that required some application of an obscure matter of precedence--for instance, an ancient murder case reported to the Dantooine academy.
Ironic that I should think of that case, Don thought offhandedly. The young Jedi in question was in training himself and that case had been a part of his training. And then there was the story of Mynersha-- Always coming back to that… he shook his head, turning another corner. The night was still young, he knew, and he would tire himself out soon enough and be back to sleep until revelry the next morn.
The passage Don found himself in currently was narrow and low, lit only by two torches at either end of the tunnel. It was well trodden, though, and led to the great expanse of the training hall. His steps quickened, though still soft, and he reached his destination without incident. The old wooden door was unlocked and groaned as he pushed it open. He winced, hearing the hinges screech and hoped that no one had heard, and then closed the door once again as silently as he could manage.
Here, too, torches lit the room in a warm glow that bordered on cozy. In the front of the cavern was a small concave area partitioned off by thick curtains of dark fabric, drawn back when not in use. Preceding that was a small raised slab of rock, a bench that had a decidedly altar-esque feel to it. Both were there for the sole purpose of meditation, those preferring a kneeling posture over the traditional form taking to the alter.
Wooden benches and small alcoves filled with desks of the same material surrounded the practice area on all sides--each partitioned with the same fabric used in the main meditation area. Sometimes a padawan might be found studying there with an instructor close behind him, observing over the padawan's shoulder. Now, however, the students had left the entire expanse deserted; only Don remained to enjoy the company of whatever routine he decided to practice.
The comfortingly familiar snap-hiss of the human's lightsaber echoed off the far wall and returned like a happy pet to its owner. Don welcomed the sound and the grip of his short, bluish blade in his hand. He took a deep breath and centered himself, beginning with the basic forms taught to all novices. He had mastered those years ago, and the swift, graceful movements made his robe bellow behind him with a thin shwoosh through the air. He placed one hand just above the hilt, hovering above the shimmering, hot energy of his saber and whirled it about, softly humming to the oddly melodic tune produced by the blade.
Sometimes he felt as if it were alive, or as if it was an extension of his arms. But that was only when he graced the hall with the deft moves and rhythms that any child could master. Other times--Don took wide leap to land on the other side of the practice area--other times he stepped to lightly and lost his momentum. He had crashed many times before in similar bounds. This instance would be no different. The thoughts of previous failings had broken Don's concentration and he lost the step needed to keep him from careening into one of the wooden benches and the alcove behind it.
His lightsaber flew from his hands and shut off, clattering loudly against the granite floor and reverberating in the depth of the hall. It paled, however, in comparison with noise attributed to Don when he crashed, crushing the bench slamming head first into the alcove, lamp and torch clattering and going out as they hit the floor beside him.
The ricocheting sound waves continued for several moments and then died, leaving Don feeling horribly self-conscious and embarrassed by the newest sonic impression his ears received. It was the sound of clapping, a single pair of hands, like metal banging against metal. It stopped and a single large three-fingered claw offered itself to the young human for support.
"Master Hantoff…" Don stammered, his mouth suddenly dry. He took the hand, not daring refuse the Headmaster. "I--I--I'm…" I'm in so much trouble, he finished in his mind. The expression, as always, on Master Bit's face was disconcertingly expressionless. He, like every one of his predecessors, had never learned to read the droid's face.
"A most impressive collision, young padawan," Bit said, his vocabulator giving a metallic ring to his voice. The tone was not anger, nor was it disappointment at the mistake made. It was almost curious, Don decided, a hint of surprise showing on his face. Usually the Headmaster would be beginning his lecture at this point.
"Yes, Master," Don said, bowing slightly. "I apologize. I should not have been out this…" Bit cut him off with a wave of one of his arms, the other three in various positions of comfort.
Something in the way he was acting made Don a little more relaxed than he cared to be in front of the only Founder left in the Order. "There isn't any need to apologize. I know why you came here. There is no shame in that." His postured made the padawan think that maybe Master Bit was smiling at him, possibly mischievously, as if he had been guilty of the same transgression before. "We should all be so fortunate to be as dedicated to training as you," Bit continued.
"Thank you, Master," Don replied. Where was the lecture, he wondered. The Master's tone was so casual that it left him wary. But he could not very well leave without being dismissed. He tried to apologize again and slip away to the barracks, but was once again quieted.
"Now tell me, padawan--why are you having trouble sleeping?" Was that it. Obviously, he the nightly patrols had caught him during numerous attempts at sneaking out of the dormitories. "I've watched you in here training many times," the master confirmed his suspicions. "We have tried to increase your physical training as much as we deemed you were ready for, in hopes that the tax on your body would help you rest better. But it seems that that is not the reason why you come here."
Bit motioned for him to take a seat on an undamaged bench. Don did so and felt much more relieved when the Master brought for himself a chair from an alcove and sat before him. "Why are you having trouble sleeping, Don Mi-ow?"
He knew that the Headmaster would know if he were lying or not. So, he decided, it was his unhappy duty to report the truth. "It's my training, Master," he said, voice shaking slightly. "I think there is something wrong with me." And it was true, from his point of view. For years now, he had a feeling that he was deficient in almost all areas of his training, save some of the academic endeavors. His lack of skill with a lightsaber was an oftentimes-painful testament to this.
He had first noticed as a youngling, about twelve years old, that he had trouble with the most basic Force techniques. Moving a simple object, a rubber ball, had taking all of his concentration and will to do. It had only moved a fraction of what others had done. Meditation had come difficultly as well, and he found it hard to clear his mind to recite the mantras and litanies.
When it had come time for the more advanced forms and styles, he had failed utterly. The Headmaster's tradition of saber combat had made a fool of him, and the more traditional forms had also found him lacking severely. Thus, only one school was suited to him and even that he found extraordinarily complicated. The application of projecting his vision and view of the world to other sentient beings was something he was unable to achieve; even with the aid of his instructor, the visions were blurry, vague and irresolute. Throughout his training, Don had formed the opinion of himself that he had almost no connection to the Force, if any at all. And zero potential for it improvement
Don snapped his back to the world around him once more, straining to make sense of Master Bit's words. He had begun to doze, the crash he sustained knocking fatigue into his body. He stifled a yawn and nodded. Once again, he was unable to keep his mind clear and failed to understand Master Hantoff's words.
Master Bit must have noticed, for he had a gift for such perception, and abruptly stood. He motioned for Don to stand as well. No argument issued from the human and he did so, hoping that he would be dismissed having missed a good hour of rest. Happily, his hopes were fulfilled, but not without an admonition--one which, in all reality Don had coming--before escorting him back to the barracks.
Don found his bunk and slid beneath the thick sheets, resting his head. A quiet moan emanated from the bed beside him, then the form shifted and resumed its nasal fortes. He sighed and watched as the Headmaster slid the barrack's door closed, then dropped off into an exhausted sleep.
Long lines of text stared grimly up at him from the piece of flimsy before him. In the entire library of the Order, there was only one small case of actual books. These contained a detailed record of the Order, and Don Mi-ow examined them closely. He had been looking for something, but as the day wore on (in solitude for his transgression the night before), he had turned to reading them instead, forgetting what he originally set out to discover.
Don sighed and looked across the table. His counterpart also set himself to studying, but the more contemporary records were of more secular history rather than the Order's chronicles. His red skin and thick horns gave the Iktotchi a menacing glare, but the thick built sentient only looked back at Don and sighed in the same exasperation.
The human decided to break the quiet tension that had overcame them during their rummaging. He gathered up his notes and shuffled them about loudly before slapping them down on the table with resounding thud, drawing a speculative glance from his cohort, Meed Kartol. "You were snoring again last night," he said plaintively. That ought to produce some response, he decided, having become tired of silence.
"You didn't sleep again," Meed asked him. Expression on the Iktotchi's face, too, was hard to read. Meed tended not to show much emotion, and kept a tight lid on his personal affairs. Nevertheless, his tone usually betrayed some hint at the goings on in his mind.
Don really did not want to run the subject of his insomnia into the granite floor again. "Do I ever?" he asked, trying to remain collected. He and Meed had met as younglings, grown to be fast friends and still retained that friendship. The problem with the red-skinned sapient was that if he was asking, he could manipulate the conversation to go anywhere he wanted--a natural phenomenon, the human guessed recalling rumors. Their camaraderie had seen to that, though.
"No," came the answer. "And I didn't snore either." Maybe the other would take mercy on Don today and let him be. But no, Meed would never do that. It was not in his nature, nor could Don blame him. "You went to the training hall again?"
The human nodded. "I probably woke the east wing again, too." Don shook his head ruefully and rubbed at the painful bruise that had formed on his upper arm. "I still can't seem to get it right. What's worse, Master Hantoff caught me." The Iktotchi's eyes widened almost imperceptibly. "I can't remember if he lectured me or not--I was so tired afterward, though."
Meed glanced down at the pile of holodisks he was sifting through and brushed them aside, leaning forward. "Is that why he wanted us to come here? Searching through the entire library for a secret known only to the Dantooine council and Master Bit?"
Suddenly Don gasped, remembering what he had been looking for. The pile of books next to him toppled and spilled to the floor as he unsheathed a piece of parchment and scanned over it.
"What?" Meed questioned, taken aback.
"I think I found it," Don said, a curious mix of excitement and relief flooding from his mouth. "Master Bit asked us to see if we could find any clues as to why Master Nokturne left the Order, remember?" He pulled another book from the pile and flipped open to a page a third of the way through it. "There were rumors of a disagreement between him and Master Bit about something. I'm wondering if that wasn't the reason why he left."
Yes, that was most definitely a possibility. The assignment about Master Nokturne had come seemingly unexpectedly to Meed and Don, yet there was urgency in the commission that bode very badly for anyone involved. No one had heard anything about Master Nokturne in almost a century, and his style of combat had been banned from the Praxum, by decree of the Dantooine council, supported only half-heartedly be the Headmaster. But why had the council chosen to exile him?
Certainly, Master Bit knew this. So why, then, would he ask the two padawans a question to which he already had the answer. It was an exercise in futility--unless there was an ulterior motive. Don leaned back in his chair, rubbing the stubby mess still growing from his chin. "Is it possible," he wondered aloud, "that Master Nokturne was exiled for other reasons than what we see here?" He paused, giving an inquisitive look to Meed, who only stared back and shrugged mildly--an oddly human expression for an alien.
Lovely, thought Don. He wished he could read minds, some time, and then promptly dismissed that. While having a minimal connection to the force, he had a wonderful ability to recognize temptation. He breathed in loudly and deeply, trying to calm his mind and shield it from a growing migraine. The records were incomplete, like the pages had never existed. "What about the holodiscs? What was the last record of Master Nokturne being off world?"
Meed scanned the holodiscs and datapads dutifully for several minutes. Meanwhile, Don's head continued to try to expand and explode as he scanned through the books once more. The gaps were staggering--that there should be only one reference to Nokturne leaving the Order, and that in itself was only a footnote added after the fact. This was to be a short investigation, Don decided.
"There is no record of where he would have gone," Meed announced suddenly. "It looks as if you are right, my friend. The records here are as incomplete as yours, and much more difficult to erase entirely."
"One of the famed Jedi secrets," the human nodded. "Someone knows something and we aren't being told." Yes, the secrets that had been stockpiled and offered to the Force for annihilation included this latest exploration into the realms of the past. Master Bit would surely want to hear about it, of course; and that hearing would include a hand written report.
He pulled a pen and inkpot from a drawer in the table, as well as a few sheets of flimsy and began his work. Meed, seeing that this was a case-closed gesture, agreed and set to work on his own work.


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stopping doomsdayMature
my brother davis came to see me today we was just chatting when there was a knock on the door it looked like i had seen a ghost, i went to answer it and it was the police they saw my brother and started to come towards him with cuffs he looked scared they arrested him he looked at me i told him i would get to the police station he told me to hurry as he was scared he was going to change into the beast he regurly became. i rushed out the house and ran in front of the cops having a vision on the way of the beast coming out we both arrived at the same time. davis started trembling and changed i rushed to him and fell to my knees and the beast fell to his we joined hands and i shared memories of us 2 together having fun and he slowly changed back i hugged him and he cryed on me the police tried to drag him away but he clutched onto me and i protected him i was on fire the police were scared of me so me and my brother ran and disappeared into the skies.


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Excellent videos. This woman knows her stuff!
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--Thomas B. Reed, American Attorney
Second Amendment -- Established December 15, 1791 and slowly eroded ever since What happened to "..... shall not be infringed."
Excellent videos. This woman knows her stuff!
I wish that we could clone her and make about 1,000 more exact copies.
One president, 100 or so senators, 400 or so representatives, 9 justices . . . yeah, and spares!
Retired USAF E-8. Curmudgeon at large.
Lighten up and enjoy life because:
Paranoia strikes deep, into your life it will creep. It starts when you're always afraid... Buffalo Springfield - For What It's Worth
If we all stand together, they will not defeat us.
I've had the pleasure of hearing her in person. Worth effort if she is ever close to you.
The tree of liberty must be refreshed from time to time with the blood of patriots and tyrants. It is it's natural manure. - T. Jefferson
Can we get her to debate Holder and Obama.
I don't make jokes. I just watch the government and report the facts. --- Will Rogers ---
Chief Justice John Roberts : "I don't see how you can read Heller and not take away from it the notion that the Second Amendment...was extremely important to the framers in their view of what liberty meant."
Dang. Yet another woman that is way smarter and much more articulate than me. I keep running into them....
-PEF, Refugee from the Island of Misfit Toys
Her best point (out of many) in those clips was that the SCOTUS is a part of the federal government. I have said this here before, but it is refreshing to hear it from another. Because the SCOUTS is part of the federal government, it has a natural desire to extend the scope and reach of the federal government, and by extension, its own power. She is right, the SCOTUS cannot arrogate to the government powers that are not granted by the Constitution and remain Constitutional. This has not kept the SCOTUS from so doing since the days of Marshall. We, the people, have allowed it to happen a tiny bit at a time. Each tiny bit is barely noticed and not deemed worth the effort to fight, but give up enough tiny pieces and you have nothing left at all.
"I've noticed that everyone that is pro-abortion has already been born." - Ronald Reagan
"When governments fear the people there is liberty. When the people fear the government there is tyranny." Thomas Jefferson
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Looking for two ULA Circuit packs.
1. Med torso/Med hipbelt
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Currently they are $225 new and you get a free Sawyer mini-filter ($20 value).
I can pay $125 ea.
I know that may be low but I'm on a really tight budget, trying to make a little go along way.
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@jherrinLocale: Mid West
After more careful measuring and looking closer at the sizing charts, I am looking to purchase two ULA Circuit packs in decent shape.
1.small torso, med hipbelt
2.large torso, large hipbelt
Hoping I can find these for under $150 ea.
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If on a budget you might consider some old school packs like granite gear vapor trails I use them and have picked them up here in like new condition for sixty bucks or less and that make and model has seen plenty of thru hikes and as many as were sold I'm sure there's a lot laying around.
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I have a circuit Id sell. I think I got it in 09, used it for several summers section hiking the pct…It is a large torso, Ill have to check the belt, I believe it is a medium, but may be a large…there are no holes, rips or tears…. I did want to change the hip pockets to bigger pockets, so I have the belt disassembled right now (pockets off, waiting for reply from ULA on what they would charge to reattach original pockets)Id sell it for $150…if interested, let me know, I can take some pics!
I also have a vintage ULA P-1 Im gonna sell….bought here and have never used it….the belt is in the same state, disassembled, will sell this pack for $80…large torso, small belt, but fit me. HUGE volume pack!!!!..It does have one tear, looks professionally fixed, other then that in great shape…
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We must stop them, from dismantling us.Mature
We must stop them, from dismantling us!
The party knew, they would have to stop them. They would have to be ready for whatever they would throw at them.Their from the kingdom. She knew that the man hated them, that had sent the forces towards them.
Tahlia knew all about fighting from what she had been taught by KaLIEA about their forms of combat. They did not fight armies who lived in the woods. their combat was usualy with the forces that were as they were. Their armies would walk in columns to defend curb hithemselves such an act as this was to timidate their foe.
The road through which they would travel would be dense, not large enough for columns. They would be hampered by their actions in that they were not used to traveling in small units. The columns would be maybe four soldiers instead of a number of forty.
That would prove to be not benefical for them, they would meet their match in coming here. They were used to fighting in closed quarters, in small numbers. They had been doing this for years. So,it was old hat to them.
She knew they were coming; they were to draw first blood. Her brother had been brooding for war with them as long as she could remember. He did not look favoribly at her joining their faction. She knew his reasons, but suspected that she would be able to stall him into not doing anything.
But now, how could she call them off, if Kaliea does not stop them from attacking them. All because of the mage with the staff. She wanted his head, to be attached to that staff. She did not know as to where hehad come from nor did she wish to know.
Her soldiers sounded the alarm.
They were coming. She knew, she would have to delay them. The question is how? That quandry she has to come insinct with. There is a glade in which five pathes converge, they the enemy who are coming on horse back have to go there to get to here. She knows of her own forces who can be there, in the speed of an arrow. They will have to ride as if their very lies depend upon it.
Her archers are trained to kill. That is what they do? That is what she will have them do. The soldiers will not be pursauded to leave, if they do not kill the majority of them outright. She knows this, and that is what she proposes to do?
The soldiers arrive in the middle of the glade, where the pathes meet. The soldiers look around as if to try and determine which way to go. The largest rider looks about, he hears not a sound other than the pounding of their horse's hooves on the ground. They can not ride two by two. The path is large enough for one mount to ride. The trees about it impede the route of the others that are languishing behind them, He raises his arm to signal for them to stop. His neck becomes exposed from beneath the mail mesh.
Her cheif archer takes note, and rises his bow. Let loose an arrow, that catchs him in the throat, just beneath his adam's apple, he tumbles from his mount to clutch the arrow as it sticks out of his throat. He falls beneath the other horses hooves as they pound him into a mass of jelly.
It is then in the ensuing confusion, that the other archers let loose their bows. The air is thick with arrows, going into the center of the glade, where the soldiers are presently moored.
Kaliea holding a blood smeared bastard sword in her hands steps out from behind the trees looks at the lot, who are not presently dead, but maybe wounded or terrified by the response of getting into this sparsely covered glade. from her forces. She screams, "Begone! Or we will be forced to kill you also,"
The force looks at her, and they flee back from whence they have come. They return to route that they have taken to get here. And find, their own soldiers riding to meet them and tell them to return to their kingdom. They have been lied too. The woman is their friend not their enemy.


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Date: 5/22/2009 01:37 AM
I include an RGBA image in a PDF and the text on that page appears dark, almost bold. The effect disappears after a page break. I convert the image to RGB and the text appears normal.
The effect is most noticeable with Text rendering set to LCD/Flat screen at 40-50% zoom, but it's there no matter what.
The effect does not show up using Sumatra, Multivalent or Apple Preview; only in Adobe Reader (9.1) or Acrobat 8.
I'm creating the pdfs with pdflatex; converting the graphic to RGB fixes the problem. This looks like a bug to me, but I'd like to understand why it's happening.
The attached file has 3 pages. The first page includes the RGB image, the second the RGBA image (text is darkened) and the third uses the RGB image again.
--Tim Arnold
page2bold.pdfpage2 has rgba image, darkened text. (195,065 bytes)
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HAD Apartment - Vo Van Tan
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About the Hotel
Property Location
With a stay at HAD Apartment - Vo Van Tan, you'll be centrally located in Ho Chi Minh City, steps from War Remnants Museum and minutes from Golden Dragon Water Puppet Theatre. This apartment is within close proximity of Tao Dan Park and Reunification Palace.
Make yourself at home in one of the 10 air-conditioned rooms featuring kitchens with refrigerators and stovetops. Flat-screen televisions with cable programming provide entertainment, while complimentary wireless Internet access keeps you connected. Conveniences include desks and microwaves, and housekeeping is provided on a limited basis.
Business, Other Amenities
Featured amenities include dry cleaning/laundry services and an elevator (lift). Limited parking is available onsite.
Hotel Facilities
- Elevator/lift
- Number of floors - 5
- Free WiFi
- Dry cleaning/laundry service
- Number of buildings/towers - 1
- Parking (limited spaces)
- Total number of rooms - 10
Room Facilities
- Limited housekeeping
- Private bathroom
- Air conditioning
- Separate bedroom
- Desk
- Slippers
- Flat-panel TV
- Cable TV service
- Microwave
- Refrigerator
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- Free WiFi
- Kitchen
- Separate dining area
- Free toiletries
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Know Before You Go
- Children 6 years old and younger are not permitted at this property.
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Almost ten things I keep trying to tell myself about writing.
1. Write what is true to you, not what you think others believe.
2. Blood and gore is overrated, unless you have the talent to describe it properly.
3. Sloppy writing will ruin the most amazing story.
4. Don't shy away from your fears. analyze them, exploit them, describe them.
5. When you feel the story gliding away from you, becoming tiresome and difficult to continue with, give it a break. A long one if necessary, then read the entire thing. It's not going to be the same.
6. The more knowledge you have about the art of writing, the more natural and easy the writing gets. If that is grammar or vocabulary or simply discipline makes no difference, they all have to be there.
7. the only way to become a better writer is to write, write, write and write. The couch and TV are certainly your enemies, but so is overconfidence.
8. Your readers are not stupid.
9. All readers are different and all your writing is something new to them, whether you are sick of that paragraph or not.


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Nobody does it better than the Events by Jen decoration store when it comes to a beautiful, vast, quality and affordable selection of Ribbons / Bows.
Trust me on this one: BOUNCE AROUND is seriously the greatest place on Earth! I found Theme Design there and the staff was so friendly and helpful.
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Protip: You will actually hit something if you shoot with your eyes open.
For everyone that likes Warhammer 40k Tabletop and Dawn of War Games or anything to do with Warhammer 40K.
Protip: You will actually hit something if you shoot with your eyes open.
Unless he's facing nids when he could fire backwards and hit something
Protip #2: Shooting with your eyes closed gives you +10 to bravery and -100 to accuracy. Use this ability in a daring situation only i.e. Tyranid invasion =)
This is how many it takes to kill a single cultist.
It's a small, low res image so he may actually be squinting.
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Haaretz reporter Anshel Pfeffer has a very important piece in the Friday paper that looks at the Gaza Flotilla incident and the yawning gap between Israeli and international perceptions of the affair — and then connects it to Peter Beinart's "breathtaking" New York Review of Books essay, "The failure of the American Jewish establishment."
In Israeli commentary on the raid, Pfeffer writes,
One sentence that was repeated over and over to justify the final outcome was: "And what if they had succeeded in killing one of our soldiers?" This is a rhetorical argument that is unanswerable in any discussion held in Israel. No matter how many combatants we have lost in all the wars, operations, accidents and other foul-ups, every time the radio announces the death of yet another an IDF soldier, something dies within every one of us.That is a noble sentiment, a feeling of a society with a shared responsibility and destiny, but we have lost any other perspectives and are incapable of realizing that it is only we Israelis who feel this. We have hunkered down deep inside our collective bunker and have lost sight of any suffering or loss on the other side…
Say that two IDF commandos had been killed in the confrontation. It would have been another national tragedy for us, but would anyone outside of Israel have been moved? Not a bit: They would simply have been two heavily armed soldiers carrying out an illegal raid who were killed by brave civilians defending a ship bearing humanitarian aid. None of Israel's arguments — that the members of the Turkish relief organization IHH were actually murderous jihadis, that there is no humanitarian crisis in Gaza, that Israel was prepared to allow the cargo to go through its own port and that the blockade is justified as the only way to keep more missiles from reaching Hamas — would have been any more persuasive. Not because they were badly presented or inaccurate, but simply because moral people around the world see almost everything that happens in the region as a result of a deeply immoral situation that the Israeli leadership and the great majority of the Israeli public is doing nothing whatsoever to change…The real blame lies with successive Israeli governments and the broad public that are not brave enough to end the 42-year-old occupation and prefer instead to throw the army at the problem. As good as our army is, the result will only be more and more bloodshed. So how do we deal with it? By convincing ourselves that we are the moral ones and everyone else just wants to kill us.
Peter Beinart's essay, says the British-born, yeshiva-educated Pfeffer, "describes how the leaders of America's major Jewish organizations have succeeded in estranging an entire generation of young Jews from Israel 'by defending virtually anything any Israeli government does'."
But there is another damaging aspect to this cheerleading. Every Israeli cabinet minister who is greeted by cheering audiences during visits abroad fails to see all those who, disgusted, prefer to stay at home.They return to Israel convinced that at least the Jewish people are still behind us and that our opponents are simply anti-Semitic…When the history of the Jewish people in the early 21st century is written, the conclusion will be unavoidable. In its hour of need Israel was let down by the Diaspora.
J.J. Goldberg
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Day four of the Swisse Mark Webber Tasmania Challenge started with a steep 16km mountain bike leg up Mt Field which started at 100m above sea level and finished at 1000m above sea level.
Once at the top, competitors set off for a 15km run leg along Lake Dobson and the alpine plateau. For the brave, some competitors choseto go onto Lions Den where competitors had to clamber over boulders to get to an optional check point.
From the plateau, competitors descent the mountain into another orienteering course through Russell Falls and Tall Trees Walk, before abike leg along Gordon River Road for the one paddle leg of the day.
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Chapter 5Mature
My head was spinning wildly, and I felt my stomach churn with nausea. Dead? No, he couldn't be, could he? Although my mind raced, one part was focused and was pulling me towards the woods. The urge was too strong for me to resist, so I grabbed my jacket from its place by the door and left.
I didn't even think about where my body was taking me, but I knew that it would lead me to Elijah. During my trek through the trees, I thought about all of the things that I never got to tell him; the things that I was too scared to say for fear of rejection and pain.
My feet stopped in a small clearing, as if they were telling me that I had to do some work myself, so I took a deep breath and thought only of Elijah. I felt silly, but soon an image of an abandoned cabin appeared in my mind. I ran in the direction that I was drawn to, not stopping despite the burning in my lungs and the aching in my limbs.
The cabin was grey with age, and the door disintegrated a little as I pushed it open, so that my hand was covered in grey dust. It was dark inside the sparse house, despite the cold sunshine outside, and a terrible sense of foreboding hit me like a tonne of bricks.
"Elijah?" I called, praying that he would answer. An aching silence answered me. I wandered through the house and found a pack of matches to light a lamp with, as it was too dark to see clearly. I slowly entered the bedroom and gasped, dropping the lamp. I re-lit it with shaking hands so that it took multiple tries to light the oil.
I closed my eyes once the lamp was lit, to prepare myself for the worst. I inhaled through my nose so that I concentrated on the decaying wood and burning oil. I had told myself not to cry, but once I opened my eyes they stung with tears that spilled onto my face. Elijah lay on the floor, with a dagger in his chest. I stepped closer and saw that his skin was an unnatural shade of grey, with black veins that were clear against the light skin.
Sobbing uncontrollably, I felt my knees buckle and I fell to the ground. I gasped for air, but it was painful to my quivering, aching chest. I stoked his soft hair and I knew that he was dead. The dagger looked ugly in him, a contrast to his beauty, so I took it out and threw it across the room in anger. I heard it hit something that sounded like glass. I left his side to investigate and found a vial of white powder. I stared at it, with tears still streaming down my face, and realised that it was supposed to be paired with the dagger.
I was so absorbed by my sorrow and the terrible dagger, that when I felt movement behind me, I screamed. Elijah was contorted in agony and he gasped for air like a drowning man as his face slowly returned to a normal colour. He looked at me, confused and bewildered.
"Oh my God. Elijah?" I said, my hand covering my mouth in shock. I moved them away a little. "How on Earth..?"
"Abrielle..." He whispered, his hand came up to my face and caressed it. A sob escaped me, and he slowly got up, the pain and effort showed on his face, then he put his arms around me. "Thank you." He murmured, holding me tightly and burying his face in my shoulder. "I am so happy to see you." He told me, but suddenly and quickly pulled away, retreating to the other side of the room quickly.
"What's wrong?" I asked, wiping my face. It slowly dawned on me. "You need blood." I said and he nodded, looking at me and probably wondering how I knew.
"I have some at home." He told me. I nodded, not really wanting to think about it.
"Go." I told him. "I'll catch up." He left within seconds. I took the dagger and the vial, not wanting to leave it where anyone could find it, and I ran all the way home.
When I reached my house, I sprinted up the stairs to his room and opened the door, forgetting to knock. Elijah was sitting on his bed. His eyes were closed but he looked much stronger. He opened his eyes to look at me, and smiled.
"Do not be frightened of me, Abrielle. I would never hurt you." He told me. I shook my head.
"I'm not scared. Just confused." I said truthfully. I knew that I was staring at him, but couldn't stop. "You were..." I started.
"Dead? You are correct; I was." He said, finishing my sentence. I took a deep breath to steady myself.
"So, you're..."
"A vampire. Yes, I am one of the Originals."
"Whatever that is..." I muttered.
"Do you want me to explain?" Elijah asked quietly, and I shook my head.
"No, I don't. Do you know why?" He looked at me. "Because I don't care, 'Lijah. I am just so unbelievably happy that you are alive!" I told him, walking closer. Fresh tears came, as much as I didn't want them to. I made a sobbing noise, and my voice was thick with emotion. "I thought that I had lost you, and that would have been horrible... because I love you." He looked stunned for a moment, then stood up and put his arms around me.
"Oh Abrielle..." He sighed. The sound of my name in his voice never failed to make my heart sing.
"I'm so sorry." I murmured into his shoulder and inhaling his scent like it was oxygen.
"Don't be." He told me, then lifted my chin with his hand so that we were looking into each other's eyes. "Because I love you too." He whispered. Before I could process those beautiful words, his lips were on mine in a passionate, heart-stopping kiss.


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St. Louis Blues president John Davidson re-signed from the team Friday, according to NHL.com. Davidson, 59, had three years left on his four-year contract, but had a stipulation that he could leave if the team was sold. Tom Stillman's purchase of the Blues was approved by the league in May. "We would like to thank JD for his commitment and dedication to the Blues organization over the past six seasons," Stillman said in a statement. "He has been instrumental in revitalizing the Blues franchise and has built a strong foundation for our organization, which will ensure the club's success well into the future. He has also developed one of the top teams in the game today." Davidson, who was a broadcaster for the team, took the president job in 2006. The Blues rebuilt under Davidson and won the Central Division last season, finishing second in the Western Conference and reaching the second round of the Stanley Cup Playoffs. They were eliminated by the Los Angeles Kings. "St. Louis has been nothing but outstanding to me and my family and we have enjoyed every minute here," Davidson said in a statement. "Although we did not accomplish the ultimate goal, I am proud of where this team is on and off the ice, and they are in excellent hands with this management team." Davidson interviewed with the Columbus Blue Jackets on May 29 for an unspecified position in their front office, according to the Columbus Dispatch. "I'd meet with them again, absolutely," Davidson told the Dispatch on Friday. "We had a very productive discussion, just sharing thoughts and getting an understanding for what they feel about their franchise. I liked what I heard from them, and I liked what I saw that day." He also said he had no immediate plans, but was open to helping manage a team or going back into broadcasting.
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text: Joseph Poirier was a veteran of the United States Navy. He worked as a custodian for years at Bangor High School.Poirier passed away in 1998, and his cremated remains were left unclaimed at Brookings and Smith Funeral Home in Bangor, until Tuesday."Joe Poirier has been at our facility since 1998, and it's an honor to place him to rest in a dignified fashion." Funeral Director at Brookings Smith, Jim Fernald says the events leading up to this day started about six months ago, when he was contacted about the Missing in America Project.Sally Belanger, Executive Director of the Maine Funeral Director's Association says she heard about how successful it had been in Connecticut. "I brought it back to the Maine Funeral Director's Association, it didn't take any convincing for them to understand it was the right thing to do." Said Belanger.The mission of the project, is to find the unclaimed remains of veterans at funeral homes across the country, then give them a proper burial. That's what happened for Joseph Poirier on Tuesday. His cremated remains were taken to the Maine Veterans Cemetery in Augusta. A chapel service was held, and dozens of people showed up, to see him laid to rest. "Our mission at Wreaths Across America is to remember honor and teach, our motto is we shall never forget, so we figure it was appropriate that we come today." says Wayne Merritt of Columbia Falls.Sister Elizabeth Kilbride wanted to pay her respects too, she worked with Poirier when he was a custodian at Bangor High School. "He was always optimistic, very happy, very pleasant person, the kind of person who makes your day."Although it might be a bit late, this day was finally all about Joseph Poirier. A chance to thank him him for the service he gave to our country in the U.S. Navy. It's been said that Poirier had no family, that's why his remains went unclaimed for so long. Larry Dearborn of the Patriot Guard says that's not true. On this day, his brothers and sisters in arms showed up to pay their final respects. "I think it's damn important. We never forget a veteran or we wouldn't have the freedome we have now, you or I. I thank the veterans everyday."The Missing in America Project discovered the remains of two other veterans in Maine that were not claimed but then family members stepped forward in those cases.


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So this morning we filed a civil lawsuit in federal court against advertisers we believe have deliberately broken our rules.
It's hard to imagine that Google doesn't realize what douchebags this makes them sound like. I'm all for getting these kinds of pharma companies (as mentioned in the article) out of the search results. I'm all for the proper authorities working to take those companies down. What I'm not in favor of is setting a precedent that says not playing by Google's rules is somehow illegal. Google policies are not law.
There's a sign at my local McDonalds that says, in effect, "no shirt, no shoes, no service". They can throw me out of the restaurant if I come in without a shirt on. What they can't do, is take me to court for breaking their rule.