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Hashtag SPOILERS, stylised as (#SPOILERS), is an achievement in Fable Anniversary worth 100 gamerscore points. Unlocking this achievement also earns you a Gamer Picture and an Avatar Award.
Description Edit
You defeated the Dragon, and cast away Jack's mask into the lava, (or put it on and became him!).
How to Obtain Edit
Complete the quest "The Final Battle".
- The name of the achievement is a reference to hashtagging, which is commonly used on social networking services such as Facebook and Twitter to group messages.


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I have returned! I don't know if this will be permanant. But to celebrate, I am doing a Games!
Hope it's good & you guys like it!
Backstory: In an alternate universe where the tributes never escaped the 75th Games, Katniss dies, and Finnick emerges as the ultimate victor, Snow still lives. It has been 5 years since the 75th Games, and in an effort to kill out the remaining rebels and put things back in order, the games were halted. But now that things are back in Snow's control, he is re-establishing the Hunger Games. He released a message to the Districts, which now include 13.
Tribute Form
Reservations last two days. Maximum of three tributes per user.
You MUST use this template to join.
No stupid weaknessess and/or strenghts. Being colored blind, scared, crazy, etc. is NOT a weakness/strength. Good examples are: Running, Swimming, Climbing, Hiding, height, etc.
On the backstory, keep it short, like 100 words.
Possible Alliances:
Personality/Short backstory:
Please frequently post advice for your tributes! If you go inactive, the tribute will die.
ALSO: Watch for me commenting, I will have you post what they do in private and group training as well as other things.
|It is the average cornucopia. It has weapons laying all around it with the 26 plates spaced equally around. The golden center is the cornucopia, the area around it, and the tribute plates.
|It is a deep rainforest filled with trees and plenty of water. The downside? Some of the water sources are poisoned. On the far end of the jungle region, there is a large jungle "treehouse." It is a perfect escape from the jungle beasts and mutated plants. If you survive long enough to get there, you will be rewarded with a few gifts.
|It is a lush green meadow with a lake lying right in the center. The water is clean. Mutinous birds and bugs hide in some of the hills, so be careful.
|The forest provides plenty of cover and has a couple clean water streams running through it. Deer, Bear, and Wolf mutts reside within the trees.
|The winter region is home to a few mountains and plenty of pine trees for cover. A frozen waterfall lies in plain sight. But don't break the ice... There is a cave to hide in, if you don't die of hypothermia first.
Leader Of Alliance
Anti Careers
No Alliance
The United Gals
|Thomas Lank(13)
Training Scores
Congradulations to Paulette Cerulean from District 4 for getting the highest score.
The lowest score was Fredrick Osilum with a 1.
The surprising scores go to the District 10 tributes for both getting 9's.
|Male Name
|Male Score
|Female Name
|Female Score
|Thomas Lank
Tribute Placing
|Tribute Name
|Cause of Death
|Day Killed
|Killed By
|Frederick Osilum
|Thomas Lank
|Fay Fiora
|Struck with axe
|Casper Ware
|Stacy Sidrat
|Stabbed in heart
|Harvey Free
|Jayson Huff
|Speared in the neck
|Lustre Taz
|Willow Katrine
|Cut open with sword
|Billy Davis
|Billy Davis
|Speared through stomach
|Thomas Lank
|Zavier Nemisis
|Dagger to neck
|Thalia Combe
|Jeanna Loomis
|Blown up
|Martin Fleshtooth
|Stung to death
|Nichole Histoch
|Elias Angerrage
|Trident to chest
|Harvey Free
|Paulette Cerulean
|Slit throat
|Lissa Pontcharian
|Clint Teckno
|Shot with bow
|Marlon Lander
|Marlon Lander
|Throwing knife in heart
|Thalia Combe
|Casper Ware
|Spear through back
|Lustre Taz
|Eevee Darkbloom
|Knife to neck
|Autumn Breakdown
|Textil Archeus
|Spear through chest
|Ember Willows
|Bell Fladgate
|Stabbed in temple
|Thomas Lank
|Ember Willows
|Spear in heart
|Thomas Lank
|Nichole Histoch
|Crushed by gryffin mutt
|Lustre Taz
|Axe to head
|Robin Smoke
|Robin Smoke
|Thaliia Combe
|Autumn Breakdown
|Torn apart by wolf mutt
|Havrey Free
|Knife to chest
|Thomas Lank
|Lissa Pontcharian
|Stabbed in heart
|Thalia Combe
|Thalia Combe
|Spear through heart
|Thomas Lank
|Thomas Lank
The Games
The Blood Bath - Thomas Lank's POV (District 13)
As I enter my launch tube, a million thoughts run across my mind. The most dominant thought being that he wouldn't let this being District 13's first games, get in his way. In fact, he planned to use it to the advantage. All of the sponsors would be paying extra attention and all of the other tributes would be underestimating him. I could hear the seconds counting away and before I knew it I was rising into the arena. I looked out around me, see the District 1 male to my left and my ally Casper from 8 to my right. The timer above the large Cornucopia counted down, a voice counting with it. I looked around at my surroundings, seeing a meadow behind the Cornucopia in front of me, a huge forest behind me, and I thought I saw snow to my right and I couldn't tell what was to my far left. As the clock ticked down the seconds, I took a couple seconds to compose myself and get ready to leap into action. I would be the first new generation victor, I knew I could do it. GONG. It came as a surprise, but I jumped quickly off my plate, reaching the cornucopia only seconds after the boy from 12. I reacted quickly. A spear sat on a rack right close to me and I used it to make the first kill of the Games. The boy, I think Frederick was his name, dropped. Boom! I turned to grab a knife and the girl from 3, Fay, ran up behind me, ready to strike. I would have died, had Casper, my fellow anti-career, not struck her down with an axe he had picked up. Boom! I let out a sigh of relief and turned back around. The rest of the girls allied with Fay got some supplies from the outer edge of the tribute plates and they ran off towards the forest. The Careers had been busy, grabbing weapons and killing the girl from 6 and then I saw the leader, Lustre, kill the boy from 7, who had just picked up an axe. Their two cannons went off. Boom! Boom! I turned to look for Willow, and after I couldn't find her I began to panic. Then I saw her. Laying in the grass near a bag. No one was near her and I hadn't heard a cannon so I knew she hadn't died. Maybe she's faking. I hope she's faking. I thought as I ran towards her. I nearly began to cry as I saw the wound. She was cut open and her intestines were falling out. I ran up to her and had just enough time to hear her say my name one last time before her eyes glassed over and her cannon sounded. Boom! I always knew we both couldn't win, but I was supposed to die. Not you! In my sadness and sudden thoughts of suicide, I felt a sudden urge. I got to my feet, knowing death wasn't an option. I had to win. Win for her. I turned around to see my allies and the Careers had gotten into a fight. Then I saw him. The male from 1, Billy I think, was holding a sword. The only one that had been placed in the cornucopia. Willow's wound could've only been cause by a sword. I would kill him. I shook the thought away and ran up to assist my allies. I picked up the spear from where I had left it and walked around behind Billy and Lissa, watching them fight for a moment. I took my chance as Lissa backed up. I watched as the spear flew from my hand, impaling the Career right through the stomach. He dropped and the cannon fired. Boom! This stopped the fighting temporarily and Lissa took the chance to lead our alliance away. As I ran off from the Cornucopia I reached down and grabbed a bag and another knife. I looked up, noticing Lissa was leading us towards the part of the arena I hadn't seen. I had survived the blood bath. Which was more than at least 6 tributes could say. And I knew I had missed at least 1 or 2 while I was with Willow. But I had survived.
Alone - Nichole Histoch's POV (District 2)
As I ran from the Cornucopia, I heard cannon after cannon. I stopped for a breath of air, tired from my excessive running. I looked around at my surroundings, seeing a lake to my far left and snowy mountains and trees to my far right. I was in a large meadow that contained hills and some bushes and flowers. I knelt down to examine what was in the bagged I had taken from the Cornucopia. I had taken a couple axes as well. in the bad was a jacket, a bag that contained an assortment of dried fruit and nuts, an empty bottle, a pair of socks, a few matches, a rope, and lastly a sleeping bag. This bag had been tailored for the winter section of the arena. I was willing to take my chances and put on the extra socks and the jacket. I put the nuts and berries in my jacket pocket along with the matches, tied the rope around my waste and tied the bottle on to it. I had a plan for the bag, but it would have to wait for me to find what I needed. Before I headed over to the winter area, I went searching among the bushes and hills. After an hour or so of silent searching, I found what I wanted. I carefully threw the bag over the tracker jacker next that had been in a bush and squeezed it shut and ran off. A few of the stray mutations came after me and I got a single sting to my wrist, but I was overall okay. I swiftly zipped the bag and left it laying in the meadow. I may not be allied with the Careers, but I was still a Career. And I intended to survive.
Hours later I had made my way into the snowy land and found my way around the mountains into some trees. I was able to find a smaller cave than the huge one I had seen earlier before and I decided to make a camp there. I found a smaller tree, not much more than a sappling, and chopped it with the axe I had. Damn, I could be an axeman for District 7. I thought as I dragged the tree to my cave and chopped it into pieces. Luckily, I had closely studied fire making in training and I was able to start a small fire. I hoped the mountains would either conceal the smoke, or ward off anyone who saw it. I went along and used the rope to set up a couple traps, hoping to catch a snow hare, or possibly a deer. By the time I had finished setting the trap it was dark and the Fallen began to play in the sky. First the boy from 12, then the girl from 3, the girl from 6, the boy from 7, the girl from 13, and I almost stopped breathing as I saw Billy in the sky. I had never liked him much, but he was strong, and I figured he would've lasted longer. He was followed by the boy from 6 and then the anthem closed it out. 7 dead the first day. Oddly low for usual, save for the last games, considering it was all victors. I didn't really care, because I was alive. And that was all that mattered.
Girls... - Robin Smoke's POV (District 12)
After spending just one night in the forest, I was already ready to leave. We'd been attacked by a rabid bear mutt and two weird deer type mutts. They had provided a good dinner (the deer that is) and kept us alert for the rest of the night. I had been able to get my hands an a set of two throwing axes and a backpack with a sleeping bag and matches inside. The other girls had all gotten at least a weapon. Bell had snagged a bag with a tent and Autumn had grabbed a small yellow bag with some dried fruit, an empty bottle, and a small coil of wire. It wasn't a whole lot, but we'd been well fed with the deer mutts and we had survive, well, all except Fay. I wasn't one to be a "preppy" girl and I didn't really care to talk about boys, but all the other girls wouldn't shut up about who likes who and what cute boys life in there District. I had just sat there up in a tree most of that night while they talked. Now that I was a new day, I had suggested we move on and Bell agreed, stating the meadow looked like a good place and we could see if anyone was at the Cornucopia and if not, scavenge what was left. As we repacked the tent and the rest of the left over meat and supplies, we headed quickly and quietly towards the Cornucopia. As we neared the forest tree line, we could only make out the Cornucopia and some of the few items left scattered around it. Bell slowly led us cautiously towards the giant horn and once we got in closer distance, we could tell no one was there. We all slowly let out a breath of relief and went to search among the left over items. Remembering a few Games back, I checked all of the plates, except two that had been out of my sight, and seeing no mines had been dug up. Figuring everything was okay, I went among my business. As I stood back up straight after picking up a bloody axe, I heard an explosion. Boom! Jeanna was obliterated, blown into a tleast a hundred pieces. i heard one of the other girls let out a gasp. One of the two plates I hadn't checked had been dug up. And someone had wired it using a coil of wire to explode if someone touched the bag the wire was attached to. Bell gave no time to mourn and we were quickly on our way to the meadow. We made good time and reached the meadow in less than 20 minutes. We crept up the side next to the snowy area. After about 5 minutes of walking, we heard a screaming noise. We ran towards it, but doing so cautiously. We got close enough to see a male tribute running swatting at at least a hundred tracker jackers. Nearby a bag was open, and inside was a large hive. After another minute or so of running, the boy was on the ground, covered head to toe in huge lumps. The tracker jackers had moved on and left the boy to die. I went ahead of the other girls and approached the boy. Getting a better look I recognized the grotesque body as the male from District 11. A few seconds past and the Boom! of the cannon sounded. I turned to walk back to the others and caught a glimpse of something in the sky. It was smoke. I motioned to the other girls and we huddled as Bell and I constructed a plan to possible ambush the tribute or tributes who had lit the fire. We evaluated the new gear we had taken from the Cornucopia and found a jacket, two pairs of socks, a knife, some more dried fruit, and a spile, something I had recognized from the 75th games. We agreed to let Autumn and Ember have the jackets and we cut the toes out of one pair of the socks and Bell slide them on her arms. I wrapped the sleeping bag I had around me like a cloak and we went on to the mountains.
After nearly a good 8 hours of hiking, fighting off a large bear, maneuvering the rocks, and walking through the trees, we had just about made it to the source of the smoke. Along the way we had found a few traps, some sprung, some still waiting for a victim. There was a single set of footprints, giving us the hopeful hint there was only one tribute to kill. The cave that the smoke was pouring out of could be seen a good distance away. We came up with a plan that two of us would each take a side of the cave. We slowly inched closer and closer, all of us anxious to see what would be waiting. Then Ember tripped and a shuffle was heard inside the cave. Then from our hiding place in the trees, I could see a single girl, the girl from 2, standing, spear in hand and a dagger tied to her waist. She yelled for us to come out and for some reason, we all did. She saw who it was and knew she was out numbered. "Before you go attacking me, how about an alliance. I'm a career, just not allied with them. You could use someone like me." Then her and Bell went back and forth for a few minutes and then we all agreed to ally with each other. We decided to stay put in the cave with Nichole and we remained there, eating the rest of the meat while Nichole and Autumn checked Nichole's traps. We had another ally.
Just Another Day - Harvey Free's POV (District 4)
Hours after finding out Clint's mine trapped had worked, it was now dark and the Fallen were playing in the sky. Only 3 on the second day. First the girl from 8, then the psycho from 11, and lastly, the boy from 9, whom I had personally killed less than an hour ago. As the anthem faded out and the sky over the jungle went dark, we all took our places in our little clearing. In the morning we would be trying to find a way over to the huge house in the trees we had saw. It was sure to contain something worth while. As I took to my sleeping back while Thalia and Lustre took guard, I thought about my last kill. Would it be worth it in the end? I had to make it worth it.
Three days had passed with no action and I was sure the game makers were annoyed and wanted some action my only hope was that we made something happen before they did.
I woke to the sound of a cannon and sat up quickly, on alert. I turned my head to see the girl from 11, Lissa was her name I think, running off. Paulette, who was in the bag next to me, laid dead with a slit throat. The other careers, who had been on guard, were gone. I stood up, angry and confused. I moved my District partner's body away to be collected and then returned to camp, waiting to see if the others would return. I remained on my guard, just in case there was another attack, or if the Careers had returned and wanted me dead. After waiting for a half hour or so, I heard a cannon, and then another. It had woke me up and I was now ready to strike at any given moment. After waiting five minutes and not hearing or seeing anything, I was more at ease, but still pretty well alert.
About an hour later a bloody and wounded Lustre, stumbled into the clearing of our camp. Thalia followed him, only having a few scratches. I ran up to Lustre, helping him sit down while Thalia and I dressed his wounds, the only major one being on his chest. A long and somewhat thick sword slash was across his chest. After getting him cleaned up explaining what happened to Paulette, Thalia explained how they had saw a fire and went to check it out, only to be ambushed by the anti careers and losing Clint in the process. Thalia had killed the boy from 10, almost directly after he had shot down Clint with a bow. And then Lustre got in a kill just before Thomas, from 13, slashed his chest. They had only been able to escape because Lissa showed up and ordered the Anti's to retreat. After telling me the events, Thalia sat quiet, knowing I was angry. I yelled at her asking why they had left me being with Paulette, which had probably caused not only Paulette's death, but Clint's as well. She calmly explained that they had waken Paulette up to guard the camp and that she mustv'e fell asleep. I didn't know if she was lying or not, but I really had no choice but to believe her and hope it wasn't a mistake.
Another Day, Another Death - Autumn Breakdown's POV (District 7)
Four days had passed with no action for us and we were all getting tense an bored, as were the Gamemakers I figured. We had been careful to not make huge fires and only light them when we absolutely needed to for food and warmth at night. Bell and Nichole had been watching each other like hawks, still somewhat untrusting of each other. Meanwhile, all the rest of us did was patrol around the cave, collect from the traps and sleep. At the moment I was on one of the boring but neccisary patrols, alert, but still thinking about winning. Death wasn't an option. I snapped back from my fantasy when I heard something moving among the trees. I swiftly crouched down and got behind a couple shrub bushes. I peeked over the bushes, seeing other tributes. I counted 4 of them, but couldn't see their faces to figure out who they were. I slowly moved farther away and once I was far enough to stand, I turned and ran. When I reached our cave I warned the other of what I had saw and we quickly began to back up our things. Bell walked into the cave, back from patrolling the other side and freaked out, asking, "What in the hell are you guys doing?!" I quickly explained the situation and she processed it all for a moment. Then she told us all to unpack and when we questioned her, she quickly defended. "There were 4 of them. We have 5 decent fighters. We can cut down the numbers here if we do this carefully." After several minutes of debate and more careful planning, we left behind all of our stuff, save for our weapons and headed off to the area I had spotted the tributes, but making a wide arch instead of going straight to the area so we didn't run straight into them. 5 minutes into our "walk" we finally heard them. We carefully positioned ourselves on either side of the path the tributes were walking down and waited. But instead of being surprised and falling into our ambush, the other tributes, who turned out to be the Anti Careers, were prepared and we ended up in the middle of a life threatening fight. I was locked in a knife fight with the girl from 5. Luckily, she was as bad with a knife as I was and I was able to dodge most of her swipes. I finally hit flesh and she dropped, taking my knife, which I had impaled in her neck, with her. Boom! Her District partner instantly came after me and I received a deep cut to the leg from a mace. He went to take a send swing but was stopped mid swing as a spear protruded from his chest. Boom! Ember had saved my left. Boom! Hearing the sound of another cannon, I frantically looked around, looking for the victim. Bell was laying on the ground, her eyes already glazed over, with a throwing knife embedded into her temple. Ember frantically went after the boy from 13 who had thrown the knife. I looked away to see if Nichole needed any help. Her and the girl from 11 were locking in an intense sword battle neither giving any ground to the other. Meanwhile, Robin had joined in on the fight with the boy from 13, but was too late. He struck Ember in the heart with his spear and she fell like a rock. Boom! Robin lifted her axe to end the boy's life just as the girl from 11, who mustv'e been their leader, yelled to retreat. Robin missed her mark and chopped down into the dirt. The two ran off back towards the forest. We removed what we could still use from Bell and Ember's bodies and moved away to let the hovercraft take their bodies. As we walked back to camp, I realized I had made the final 8.
The Zoo - Thalia Combe's POV (District 1)
Harvey, Lustre, and I woke to the sound of Claudius Templesmith calling out, "Attention Tributes. The message I am about to give is a game changer. There will be a... game... at the Cornucopia. Attendance is mandatory. Report to the Cornucopia as soon as you can. may the odds be ever in your favor."
We hurriedly grabbed our weapons and carefully left the safety of our jungle tree house. Two days before we had stumbled upon it after running from some ape mutts and climbed into to survive. We had been able to relax since then eating the food left inside by the Gamemakers and applying medicine to our wounds sent to us by sponsors. As we climbed down we carefully examined the area around for any dangers. The forest was silent. Apparently the Gamemakers wanted us there fast. When the three of us slowly and carefully walked up, we realized we were the last ones to arrive. As soon as we reached the Cornucopia the ground began to shake. A huge wall came out of the ground enclosing the clearing around the Cornucopia. The President Snow's voice came on the intercom. "In 60 seconds 30 different mutts will be released into the arena. We like to call this collection 'The Zoo.' The walls will not come down and the beasts will not stop fighting until either they are all dead, or only 4 of you live. I would just like to remind you that you are NEVER safe. We have the power to do as we please. We feed you, take care of you, and are even kind enough to let one of you live. Remember that. 30 seconds remain till the muttations are released. Enjoy."
As soon as his voice vanished, a 30 second countdown, like the one at the blood bath, appeared on the countdown clock.
I turned to look at Harvey and Lustre right as Lissa, the girl from 11, yelled, "Everyone wait! Let's all make an alliance to just kill these stupid things and get this over with."
I looked at my two allies and both nodded their heads. I nodded to Lissa in agreement, as did the other group of allies, who all had odd looks on their faces. Something told me not to trust them.
By the time we had all made an agreement, the timer was down to 5. I watched the final seconds count down and as it reached zero, I grabbed the hilt of my sword. A rumbling came from the Cornucopia and a tunnel opened up, releasing the army of mutts. Monkeys, deer, strange cat looking things, and even small things like a couple strange squirrels and several other kinds of mutts. Harvey, Lustre, and I formed a triangle, with our backs facing the inside. I cut down the first mutt that leaped at me, a vicious beast that resembled a tiger. All around the walled circle beasts attacked the final 8 tributes. Beast after beast was cut down, proving that truly only the best tributes had survived so far. The group of girls were offing mutt after mutt. The girl from 7 put her axe in the head of a deer muttation. Robin, from 12, chopped down a mutt like it was slicing through air. Arrows shot down the smaller mutts. Meanwhile Lustre and Harvey were doing their fair share of work, killing mutt after mutt while we bought back to back. I was surprised at how easy these mutts were being defeated. Then I heard a loud screech and saw a large thing flying around in the sky. It looked like a lion, but had large eagle wings and talons for feet. I watched, horrified as it snatched the only career not in the career pack, Nichole from 2, off the ground at took off into the sky. She fought back but had no chance as it crushed her with it's sharp talons. Boom! An arrow flew at the beast and stuck, but it only made the mutt more angry. It dropped her lifeless body and circled around, ready for another dive. At that very moment the final 7 of us all forgot we were competing for our lives. We were no longer tributes fighting to kill each other, but 7 people fighting together to survive. We formed a tight circle, backs facing inward, chopping down mutts as they came close. As the large beast came flying towards us, we became a single being, working together. Together Lissa and her ally kept the animal occupied and the other 5 of us flanked it on either side ready to kill. We took the beast down, leaving a few mutts left. We turned to fight, but as we did, we were reminded again that we were NOT friends and 6 of us had to die. Robin, the girl from 12, let her axe fly, killing Lustre with no hesitation. Boom! I quickly removed her head from her body with my sword. Boom! That ended our "alliance" and we all continued to fight the mutts separately. I lifted my sword to strike down a large bear muttation as a cannon sounded. Boom! Autumn, the girl from 7, was laying dead, a wolf mutt tearing apart the body he had just taken down. The walls instantly retreated into the ground and Harvey and I went as fast as we could into the meadow. Only four of us left. Two careers, and two anti careers. I am so close to going home. I must go home.
Almost Home - Lissa Pontcharian's POV (District 11)
Thomas and I ran from the chaos at the Cornucopia as soon as the walls dropped. I had watched the two Careers take off for the meadow, so we had decided to take refuge in the forest while we came up with a plan. Thomas was uninjured, save for a few cuts and a bite on his leg from a rabbit mutt. Yes, rabbit mutt. We both washed off in a small pond we had made camp by and then began to create a plan of action.
I still didn't know what I'd do when it came down to the two of us. Hopefully I could just slip out in the night or maybe he'd die in battle with the careers.
But if our plan worked right, there wouldn't be any fighting. If all went as planned, we would slip in when the sun went down and watch the the best we could from a distance and then sneak into their camp while they slept and kill them in their sleep. It would require exactly perfect stealth and swiftness, or else things could go bad.
While we waited for the sun to set, we hunted, bringing down some birds and a squirrel. We ate the meat and some nuts we had gotten from a tree. On the second day of the Games we had determined they were safe when our whole alliance had ate some and none of us had died from the poison. By the time we had finished our meal, we still had a couple of hours to spare so we wandered the woods closest to the edge of the forest, watching and waiting.
Finally, as the sun had began to set, I began to get nervous. Will the plan work? What happens if it doesn't? What happens if it does and I'm stuck having to kill Thomas? Will I survive if things go wrong?
I kept thinking over every part of plan and after 10 minutes of evaluating each part and finding no problems, I had decided to just forget about it and stop worrying. Right as we got ready to leave for our "mission" a paracute fell from the sky. It didn't carry a beeping pod, but a box. II caught it and opened the box. This was our only gift we had receive and from the looks of it, it had used up ALL of our sponsor money. Inside was two sets of goggles. Night vision goggles to be exact. I gave Thomas a pair and put the other ones on. It was just barely dark so we didn't quite need them yet, but once it was time to carry out the last and hardest part of the plan, they would come to great use. I did one last check, making sure we had everything we needed, and then we set off for the meadow.
About halfway to the careers camp, I heard something odd behind me and looked at Thomas, who was already looking at me. "Ya, I heard it too." I looked behind us down the path we had taken but saw nothing. I gripped my sword knife and walked back, looking through the bushes. I went to pull back some branches of a small tree and the girl from 1, Thalia, leaped out at me. Her ally went after Thomas as practically sat on top of me. "How stupid do you think I am? We went through the meadow and waited about 30 minutes. We cut around making a huge circle and have been stalking you ever since. Easy, like tracking down babies." As she talked, I slowly reached for my knife, and then all in one motion I flipped out from under her and got back on my feet. She got back to her feet and we stood, staring each other in the eyes, waiting for someone to make the first move. She finally grew tired of waiting and lunged at me with her knife in hand. I moved to the left and swung my knife, missing my an inch. We went back and forth for a while, ignoring the two boys, until I finally landed a heavy blow to her side. Boom! I pulled my knife out, ready to watch her dead body hit the dirt. But instead of falling, she swung her knife, hitting me square in the chest. I hit the ground fast and the last thing I saw before I let go of life was Thomas walking away from the boy career's body. The cannon had been his. I took a final breath and looked into Thomas' sad eyes as I died. Boom!
The End - Thomas Lank's POV (District 13)
I watched Lissa's eyes close, and as I did, I remembered being with Willow as she passed. Something inside me broke, and I could feel all hell about to break loose. I looked at the girl from 1, Thalia, anger burning inside me with the heat of a thousand suns. She was stronger, old, more equipped to fight, and overall, had better chances at survival. And I didn't give a single damn. I put my knife back in it's sheath and pulled my spear from its place on my back. Blood already poured from the wound given to her by Lissa. All I had to do was outlast her. I had to. I had to for Willow, for Lissa, for all my other dead allies, for my family, for every single person back home in 13. To prove to Snow we could hold our own and that District 13 was worth something. Within a matter of seconds, without any thought to it, I reared back my throwing arm, and let the spear glide. Straight into Thalia's heart. Boom! The cannon sounded before she had time to hit the ground.
"Ladies and gentlemen, your victor for the 76th Annual Hunger Games."
Everything after that was a blur right up to my extra special victor's ceremony. I was crowned as usual by President Snow, and then presented with a Victor's medal, given to me by Finnick Odair, whom I tied with as the youngest victor ever. I had an annoyingly long interview with Snow, Caesar, and Finnick, which was followed up with an extravagant party at Snow's mansion where I met ALL of the surviving 34 victors who had been brought together by Snow to make the whole thing "extra memorable". I met Finnick's wife, Annie, and their son. I met victors I had never heard of and some I had heard a ton about. The heavy drinker and 12's only surviving victor, Haymitch was one of them. His only words were, "Good luck kid. The easy part's over." But through all of it as the night drug on, my mind kept driftng back to the dying face of Willow, and the dead body of Lissa. I wasn't a winner. I had merely survived. A part of me forever lived in that arena.
Congratulations to MissRandomStuff and Thomas Lank for the win. I have to say this has been my favorite Games too write and I hope you all enjoyed!

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Jets coach Rex Ryan finally found an issue he didn't want to speak about on Monday: Safety Kerry Rhodes' future with the team.
Ryan, who removed Rhodes from the starting lineup late in the season, said he and the safety spoke about the future, but he would not reveal what was said.
"I'm just going to keep it between us," Ryan told reporters. "I'd rather not make a comment on it"
Neither Ryan nor Rhodes offered a guess on whether the safety would return for a sixth season in New York. Rhodes said on Twitter that it's not the right time to discuss his future with the team.
Ryan did make clear that he wants WR Braylon Edwards, whom the Jets acquired in October, back next season
"I definitely expect Braylon back," Ryan said of Edwards, who can be a restrcted free agent. "I see us tendering him a first- and third-round pick, as high as we can go with him. I definitely see us doing that."
Edwards said Sunday he was unhappy with how he was used in Sunday's loss to the Colts. -- Sean Leahy
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"A Telephone Call" by Dorothy Parker is an interesting short story that lends itself beautifully to a feminist perspective. The plot deals with an extremely honest and candid insight into the most intimate and private feelings of a woman who is infatuated with a man. It is interesting to read the story as it provides psychological insight into homicidal tendencies that result from an infatuation which is more of a mania obsession. Dorothy Parker has used diction, tone and point of view as literary tools to reveal the extent to which an obsession can make a woman become a victim of emotional dependence on a man.
The story deals with dating etiquette and what society expects of women. She wishes to call the man but she can't do that because she has been taught that men don't like it if you keep telephoning them. Since the guy hasn't called she feels unwanted and undesirable and she can't call because if she did the guy wouldn't like her anymore. This torments her and she begs God to let the man call her. The situation displays the role of telephone in this situation. She can easily connect with him with just one call but she doesn't have the power to make that call. She is in agony and she experiences various mood swings where sometimes she is begging, sometimes she is angry and sometime she feels pathetic and wishes that she could stop obsessing over the call while at other times she threatens and wishes to kill the man.
This could be seen in the following lines,
"Please, God, let him telephone me now. Dear God, let him call me now."
"This is suffering, God, this is bad, bad suffering."
"I must stop this. I musn't be this way."
A time comes in the story where telephone is personified and it represents the man. She says, "You damned, ugly, shiny thing. It would hurt you to ring, wouldn't it? Oh that would hurt you. Damn you, I'll pull your filthy roots off the wall, I'll smash your black face in little bits. Damn you to hell."
Even though she is talking to the telephone she truly wants to hurt the man for making her wait for his call and putting her in a state of desperation. She hates him for taking her dignity and making her feel desolate.
"I wish he were dead. That's a terrible wish. That's a lovely wish. If he were dead, he would be mine. If he were dead, I would never think of now and last few weeks. I would remember only the lovely times. It would be all beautiful."
She is so much emerged in her desperation and her obsession that she prefers that the man is dead than the idea of him not desiring her. She keeps on looking at the telephone hoping and wishing it would ring. It becomes the center of her life and she keeps on looking at the telephone willing it to ring.
The telephone is suppose to connect people but due to social norms even though she is so close to the man, she is very far away from him. She keeps on referring to the phone calls she could easily make to any of her girl friends but it dismays her that her relationship isn't big enough to overcome petty rules and silly mind games imposed on her by the society.
Telephone gives her hope and yet shatters her dream at the same time.
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I recently made a trip to Indiana, as is my wont in the summertime. While I'm up there I always try to stir up some trouble. Some of my attempts are more successful than others. International Flag-Burning Day was a bust, for example.
But there is evidence that some of my other provocations were more successful. Audio evidence. These two pieces aired on WFHB yesterday.
Bart Everson, from Local TV Slacker-Provocateur to Atheist Religion Author ~ less than ten minutes ~ "This month marks the 25th anniversary of the first episode of Rox, arguably the most controversial show ever to air on public access TV in Bloomington. The program generated outrage and calls for its removal during its heyday in the early and mid 1990s. It has also been one of the most popular programs on Community Access Television Services.WFHB News Director Joe Crawford caught up with one of the producers of Rox, Bart Everson, who recently returned to Bloomington in support of a new book."
Standing Room Only: Can we derive a secular spirituality from the seasons? ~ almost an hour ~ "On July 7, Bart Everson spoke about eco-spiritual practices at The Venue in Bloomington. A longtime atheist, Everson emphasized the celebration of living on Earth and the process of becoming better citizens of the planet. Much of Everson's talk revolved around ideas also found in his book Spinning in Place: A Secular Humanist Embraces the Neo-Pagan Wheel of the Year."]]>
EVENT: Sunday, July 9, 2017, 4-6pm at The Venue, 114 S Grant, Bloomington, Indiana
This summer, join me for a community discussion on the question, "Can we derive a secular spirituality from the seasons?" Held at The Venue in Bloomington, Indiana, the event will be moderated by longtime local journalist Mike Leonard. Light refreshments will be served.
The discussion will revolve around the same ideas which inspired my book, Spinning in Place, outlining a worldly approach to spirituality for the scientifically-minded.
As a longtime atheist, I'm skeptical of many expressions of religiosity. But over the years I've learned to see much of value in religion as well. To be fully human, we must be open to the full range of human experience. I wrote this book to show one way that humanists, atheists, agnostics, freethinkers and skeptics might celebrate what it means to be alive here on this planet. Further, by placing a focus on the natural world, we can learn to be better citizens of the Earth.
I'm known in the Bloomington area for my role in the controversial television series, Rox, which debuted on cable there 25 years ago this summer and became the first TV show on the internet shortly thereafter. Rox was honored by a mayoral proclamation from Mark Kruzan in 2013. Now, I'm honored by the opportunity to return to Bloomington and speak about eco-spiritual practices.
I hope you can join me!
PS: Listed on Facebook.
Part One ~ Part Two
The composition process felt like torture. I fully expected it would require serious revision, but it was accepted and published as-is in the collection Finding the Masculine in Goddess' Spiral: Men in Ritual, Community, and Service to the Goddess (2016, Immanion Press). It's been a year, and now it can be republished electronically, so I'm gratified to share this via Return to Mago.
It took my protagonist, Kerry, a while to get here. In fact, I wrote this 1000-word vignette 25 years ago. Maybe 26. As far as I can recall, only one other person ever read this story till now. Maybe two. I'm a little hazy on the details.
Anyhow, I'm sure glad I recovered that file from the Brother WP500 diskette on which it languished for so long.
There's a lot more where Kerry came from…
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I feel like those terms deserve some clarification. Bear with me. Last week, I was honored to give a guest lecture at Loyola on the topic of "Ecology & Religion: A Naturalistic Pagan Perspective." It was my most concerted effort to date to communicate a worldview and spiritual approach that is not just an intersection of naturalism and Paganism, but a coherent whole, or at least a tightly-coupled integration of the two. So I've been mulling over basic terms and definitions.
There are many different definitions of naturalism, but one of my favorites is the shortest and pithiest. It's the idea that nature is enough, to borrow from the title of a book by Loyal Rue. Nature is enough to account for the meaning of our existence. In the domain of religious expression, nature is sufficient for reverence. Naturalists tend to believe that science is one of the most reliable ways to learn about the world.
The term Pagan derives from a very old Latin term meaning "bumpkin" or "hick" and referred to people in the countryside who clung to the old ways long after urban centers had converted to Christianity. Today it's used also to denote a family of religious orientations, many of which are described as "Earth-based," "Earth-centered," or "Earth-honoring" spiritual paths. While many of these hearken back to ancient traditions, they are mostly new. Some scholars date Neo-Paganism in North America to 1967, which makes it the same age as me.
You might think that these two things (naturalism and Paganism) fit together hand in glove. Perhaps they did, once, but these days there seem to be plenty of Pagans who relate to gods and goddesses as supernatural beings. There's probably also plenty who just don't think too much about such matters. For those of us associated with this project, however, naturalism is crucial.
So…. as a friend recently put it, I'm "basically a nature worshiper." You could call me a devotee of Mother Earth or Gaia, the ancient Greek goddess of the Earth. But what does it mean to speak of a "goddess" anyhow, for a naturalist? I understand that language as nothing less than a powerful metaphor which expresses my hopes and desires for a more reverent way of living in peace with all my relations.
Read more about such ideas at NaturalPagans.com.
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Here's more about the Magoism mission:
Our vision and intention is to advocate for feminist and spiritually-based activism and to promote creative and scholarly work that supports the awareness of the oneness of all entities in the universe. Our hope is to reclaim the WE in S/HE, uniting all beings across differences of gender, culture, race, ethnicity, class, ability, and species. In doing so, we seek to create a world that is non-ethnocentric, non-racist, non-capitalist, non-imperialistic, and counter-patriarchal.
A tall order to be sure, but I'm fully on-board. I'm doubly honored to be one of the few male contributors to the magazine. You can find my contributions tagged under my name. Check it out.]]>
Hopefully you've been following my column on Mid-City Messenger, now into its second year. I'm doing my best to keep up a regular weekly rhythm, with fresh content every Monday, alternating between prose and photos. I've now got my own tag on the site, so check it out.]]>
Stone Cold 97
My fourth decade kicked off with a knock-down, drag-out, protracted dispute between my father and me. We worked through many longstanding resentments and misunderstandings in counseling sessions that went on for the better part of a year. As part of the deal, we both agreed to swear off drugs, including alcohol and tobacco but not caffeine or cough syrup, thankfully.
And so it was that I found myself stone cold sober at my 30th birthday party.
Somehow I convinced my father to join me in publishing an online journal over the course of 1997. We posted our intimate thoughts on drugs, alcohol, and our relationship. It was, in fact, a blog — though that word wasn't coined until a year or two later. It's still online for anyone who's curious.
After much effort, my father and I managed to salvage our relationship. It was a lot of work, but it was worth it. We're still friends.
My grandmother passed away that summer, the last of my grandparents.
In the fall, Christy got a job teaching in Indianapolis, and we moved out of the garage. I got wind of a new graduate program at Indiana University, through the Department of Telecommunications: the Masters in Immersive Mediated Environments, or MIME for short. My work with ROX got me in the door.
MIME offered a wide-open approach to new media. For my master's project I combined forces with my wife to launch The All New Christy Paxson Show, a transmedia spectacular which included a series of web animations detailing "The Life of Christy." It's still online for anyone who's curious.
Meanwhile, I filed a personal bankruptcy. I'd acquired $24,000 of credit card debt, covering basic living expenses during the ROX years.
Around this time I was in conversations with some folks at Free Speech TV about the idea of launching a website which would allow users to upload their own videos. Basically, our idea was YouTube — but we never launched.
Things were pretty rough for Christy in Indianapolis. One of her students died in a house fire. We sent out a card that December with the grim inscription, "Unhappy Holidays."
Before I knew it, graduation loomed. I asked Christy if I should look for work globally. We both loved Bloomington, so this was a tough call, but in the end I applied for jobs all over the country.
I scored exactly one interview, and it changed my life. In February of 1999, I flew down to New Orleans for an interview at a certain HBCU. I had purchased a pair of shoes for the occasion, only they weren't brand new. They were from the Salvation Army. Much to my chagrin, they began to disintegrate during the day of interviews and meetings. Little chunks of sole were crumbling off and littering the carpet. I was probably hired because they felt sorry for me.
We moved down here in May, and nothing's been the same for us since.
To me, the experience of being in NOLA is inextricably intertwined with the experience of working at that HBCU that hired me, and of riding my bike to campus every day. All three have been very good for me. I immediately felt "at home" even though I was an outsider.
Things haven't been so good for my long-suffering wife. She thought the Indianapolis public schools were rough, but here in New Orleans she discovered a whole 'nother level. I was stunned when she came home from a meeting where teachers were advised to use the Bible to solve their discipline issues. Make sure you got a big thick edition, so when you hit your students they can really feel it!
The world population hit six billion in late 1999. Fears of a "Y2K bug" apocalypse proved unfounded. We moved from our pricey apartment in the Warehouse District to a cheaper rental uptown. I left some frozen chicken in the trunk one day, but that's another story. I started producing an experimental TV series called no.rox.
The Nader campaign was ramping up and I got involved with a group of people trying to form a Green Party of Louisiana. We eventually held our founding convention in 2002 and officially qualified with the Secretary of State in August of 2005, just weeks before you-know-what.
But I'm getting ahead of myself.
A new millennium
Technically the 21st century began in 2001. I made a return trip to Scandinavia, for a conference in Finland. Terrorists flew planes like bombs into buildings that September, in a ploy to provoke war between Islam and the West. ROX went back into production, albeit at a much slower pace.
We bought a house in Mid-City. I'd feared my bankruptcy would be an obstacle, but it wasn't. The financial system was more than happy to welcome me back to a lifetime of debt.
Blogs became a thing. My employer implemented a new electronic timekeeping system, prompting me to start my first blog (as such), Pride Before Kronos. It's still online for anyone who's curious. I've been told it played a role in changing our policy. The experience was so powerful it motivated me to start my personal blog, b.rox, in the spring of 2004.
Service was restored to the Canal Streetcar line after a forty-year interruption, and the first car rolled just two blocks from our new house. There were also a number of street murders nearby that year. In once case we knew the accused shooter, who later turned himself in.
In May of 2005, I hiked the length of the Lafitte Corridor with a couple friends. I was stunned by the potential of this abandoned rail-line, and I started researching how to spearhead the a project of turning it into a trail.
We declared that summer to be "The Summer of Christy" and we celebrated all summer long. As we vacationed in the Ozarks, we tackled the question of reproducing. We decided to give it a whirl. Christy went off the pill, and we even planned our first official go at conception. It was to be at our friends' wedding under the Brooklyn Bridge on Labor Day weekend. Well, not at the wedding ceremony itself, of course.
But we never made that trip.
Katrina and what came after
I used to think of the year I lived in Sweden as the worst in my life, wrought as it was with teen angst and personal conflicts and the pain of apostasy, not to mention that cold dark winter near the arctic circle. However, the next sixteen months were worse — from when Katrina made landfall on the Gulf Coast, right up to the end of my fourth decade on this planet.
We ended up spending almost three months in Indiana, and I'm ever grateful to the community of Bloomington for their hospitality. I made a couple trips back to New Orleans during that time, sneaking into a closed city on the first trip, gutting the lower floor of our house on the second. When Christy joined me for our final return, tornadoes and snow flurries chased us away from the Midwest — as if to say, get back down there to New Orleans.
We crashed for a while on a friend's couch in the Irish Channel. But what I remember most is when we moved back into our house in Mid-City. We were the only people living in the immediate area. In that dark December, the only lights for blocks around were the oil lamps we used to play Scrabble.
In January of 2006, on my 39th birthday, all the universities re-opened. For my money, this was the single most hopeful moment in the recovery of the city.
It was a long hard slog. Living in the flood zone, surrounded by devastation, we lost all touch with what might be considered normality. I drank heavily. And participated in endless planning processes.
There were bright spots along the way, and I clung to each one. Seventeen people showed up for something I billed as the "second annual hike" of the Lafitte Corridor, and the group known as Friends of Lafitte Greenway was born that day.
Picking up our discussions before the storm, Christy and I decided to start trying. She got pregnant almost immediately but then suffered a painful miscarriage. That was surely one of the worst days.
Though it all, I kept at my blog, writing as if my life depended on it. Maybe it did. Before the storm I read people from around the world; now I wanted only to read locals, and I discovered I was not alone. A community of bloggers emerged. On the first anniversary of Katrina there was a conference put on by the local blogging community, Rising Tide, the first of ten annual meetings to consider the future of New Orleans.
And then the worst thing ever happened, a tragedy so cruel I can still hardly wrap my head around it. On the fourth day of 2007, Helen Hill was murdered in her own home. A talented artist and the sweetest person you could ever hope to meet, Helen was also a personal friend. The murderer was never publicly identified, and no one was ever arrested for this heinous crime.
I grieved for Helen deeply, and I still do, but her untimely passing affected me in another, very unexpected way. The murder of Dinerral Shavers combined with Helen Hill to produce an unprecedented level of community outrage, and the largest protest in the history of the city was organized. I found myself invited to join a dozen speakers at a massive rally at City Hall.
This experience changed me forever, but that would only become evident in my next decade. As my 40th birthday approached, I found myself in a distinctly non-celebratory mood, questioning why I'd moved back to New Orleans.
Stay tuned for the surprising twists and turns of my fifth decade.]]>
On the 17th day of 2017, join me to celebrate my half-century mark.
Tuesday, January 17, 2017, 6-UNTIL at Banks St Bar
4401 Banks St, New Orleans, Louisiana 70119
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And so the season of madness begins again.
If you want to understand America, study Christmas. If you want to understand New Orleans, study Mardi Gras. Twelfth Night is the intersection of both of these. And tonight is Twelfth Night — if you know how to count like a New Orleanian.
Everybody's heard of the Twelve Days of Christmas, but few people in 21st-century America know that these are the twelve days after Christmas, ending with Epiphany, also known as Little Christmas or Three Kings Day or Twelfthtide.
Increasing commercialization puts all the emphasis on the shopping season beforehand; when Christmas rolls around, many people have had their fill of holiday spirit. But our grandparents knew differently. Just a couple generations ago, the festivities began at Christmas, not weeks and months before.
In merrie olde England, Christmastide was a wild and wooly time, combining the Christian feast with elements of the ancient Germanic Yuletide and Roman Saturnalia. Everything was turned upside down, authority was mocked, people swapped genders, and so forth. It went on for twelve days, until Epiphany. In Latin America they go for forty days, until Candlemas on February 2nd.
Some say Carnival, and Halloween too, is a displacement of these old festivities. When the old ways were suppressed, they squished out on either side of the calendar, or so the story goes. I don't know if that's true or not.
The crucial question is when to start counting. You might think that Christmas Day would be included amongst the Twelve Days of Christmas. That would make the night of January 5th the Twelfth Night, which is indeed the date preferred by many. And then there's Old Twelfth Night, which is January 17th if you calculate using the Julian calendar, and apparently some people in southwestern England still do. (I prefer to celebrate my birthday then, and it's a big one this year, so please come to my birthday party.)
However, I live in New Orleans, and we count differently. We don't count Christmas. Here Twelfth Night is observed on the evening of January 6th, and it marks the beginning, not the end, of a period of festivity. Meanwhile, my Serbian friend is telling me "Srecne Badnje Vece!" Happy Orthodox Christmas Eve! Could this get any more confusing?
Regardless, today is the first day of Carnival here in New Orleans. The season of king cakes, masked balls, cheap plastic beads and endless parades is upon us. My boss has promised a home-baked king cake next week. I just hope I don't get the baby, as I always seem to do.
Tonight the Phunny Phorty Phellows come out of hiding. The spelling might seem like a modern innovation, but the Phellows are actually a revival of an institution going back to 1878. There's been quite a few changes to their routine over the years. They used to follow Rex on Mardi Gras. Now they ride a streetcar on Twelfth Night.
This year they're joined by a new krewe, the Societé du Champs Elysées, who are planning to pull a similar stunt on the new Rampart streetcar line. Tonight will also mark the 3rd annual 12th Night Bal Masque, an all ages show at the Civic Theatre, this year featuring a New York City noise/metal band named Gnaw. It seems like the sixth day of the year is regaining lost ground as a special day on our local calendar. (Unlike The Eighth which remains, perhaps deservedly, forgotten.)
January 6th is also Joan of Arc's (apocryphal) birthday, and some folks capitalized on that, starting a new tradition in 2008: the Krewe de Jeanne D'Arc parade. We went for the first time in 2015, and my daughter became very interested in learning more about the life of Joan; we had a blast returning in 2016, and my daughter desperately wants to attend tonight. But it's cold and getting colder; it's wet and getting wetter; and I have been fighting some sort of virus since New Year's Eve, so I'm not sure it's in the cards for us this year.
This just in: parade postponed because: weather!
The Carnival season culminates with Mardi Gras — Fat Tuesday — which always falls on the day before Ash Wednesday, which begins the season of Lent and is forty days before Easter, and as everyone knows Easter falls on the first Sunday after the first full moon following the Vernal Equinox. Elementary.
What this means is that the beginning of Carnival is fixed, but the end floats around. Some years it's a long season, some years it's short. It's like an accordion, expanding and contracting over the years. This year we've got a moderately long season. Mardi Gras falls on February 28th.
How late is that? Well, in just a couple years, in 2019, it falls on March 5. The latest Mardi Gras I've ever seen was March 8, 2011, but I'm certainly hoping to be around in 2038 when Mardi Gras will fall on March 9, the last possible day.
Recently there's been talk of fixing the date of Easter so that it would always be on the second Sunday in April. If that happened, Mardi Gras would generally fall in late February, but this year it would actually be bumped up a week to February 21.
Of course, the only way to fix the date for Easter would be to ignore the moon entirely. That's just totally uncool. The moon is awesome. Factoring out the moon is the opposite of awesome. The moon is variable, constantly changing. Some associate the full moon with irrational behavior, from which we derive the word lunacy. All the variability and madness of the Carnival season flows from the silvery light of the moon. Don't fall prey to the insidious threat of anti-Lunarism!
I still don't have a costume, but my daughter has suggested an Egyptian theme this year. I can count like a New Orleanian, but can I walk like an Egyptian? Time to get working on that.
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Off Da Hook! Ninth Circuit Vindicates Irell in Broadcom Case
The Ninth Circuit on Wednesday weighed into an interesting little spat between former Broadcom CFO William Ruehle (pictured) and lawyers at Irell & Manella — and sided with the latter.
The disagreement concerned a type of misunderstanding that seems to arise with increasing frequency: whether lawyers during an internal company probe are representing a singular executive or the company itself.
Let us take a step back to explain.
The case involves the criminal fraud trial against Ruehle, who was indicted on conspiracy and fraud charges for allegedly backdating stock option grants. Broadcom hired Irell in June 2006 to review stock-option grants, and the firm's lawyers interviewed Ruehle.
At issue was whether Irell clearly explained to Ruehle that it was representing the company and anything he told them could be shared with third parties, including the government. Irell lawyers maintained they disclosed the relevant disclaimers to Ruehle, according to court papers. Ruehle said he couldn't remember receiving such notice.
The lower court — judge Cormac Carney — said the law firm . . .


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Jake Gyllenhaal: I'm a boring man
Jake Gyllenhaal is "actually" a "boring" man.
The 'Demolition' star has made a conscious decision to keep his private life separate from his career and although he accepts his fans are interested in what he does away from the cameras he insists his life is fairly uninteresting.
In an interview with The Times newspaper, Jake - whose sister is actress Maggie Gyllenhaal - said: "I think I made an unspoken agreement early in my career, without knowing it I guess, that some parts of what I do would be interesting to people - which is still sort of a bit absurd, knowing who I actually am and how boring I actually am ... I believe in the mystery of a character and the creation of an actor as they do it. It's fun. I think it should be fun for the audience to wait for another character."
Unlike the majority of actors, Jake is not a social media user.
The 35-year-old hunk - who is currently single - is bemused by other people's desire to share every aspect of their lives with complete strangers and he worries about what the long-term implications could be.
Jake - who previously dated Taylor Swift - mused: "There is now an entire generation that has been raised without a sense of privacy. I often wonder what you have to bring to people if your own life is not your own. What wonderful things can you bring that you have learnt if everybody knows about all the stuff?
"We live in a different culture today, society wants to know everything and is desperate for information just, you know, to be able to discard it for something else."


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|Episode 351
|Production code
|ITV transmission date
|22nd April 1964 (Wednesday)
|Stories by
| Harry Driver
George Reed
|Lynn Foster
|Peter Caldwell
|Peter Plummer
|Margaret Morris
|Previous episode
|20th April 1964
|Next episode
|27th April 1964
Martha goes to Lily's to look after the children and Minnie stands in for her at the Rovers and the Viaduct Sporting Club. Stuart wins Ena over by helping her wash the Mission walls. Jerry is horrified when Myra continues to spend on hire purchase. Myra tells Jerry the £20 she paid Frank was from her dad. He tells her they owe £85. She breaks down and he tells her that he'll take over the payments to sort them out. Gus leaves Minnie on her own at the club where she has an accident whilst cleaning the stairs.
Regular castEdit
- Concepta Hewitt - Doreen Keogh
- Frank Barlow - Frank Pemberton
- Annie Walker - Doris Speed
- Valerie Barlow - Anne Reid
- Albert Tatlock - Jack Howarth
- Jack Walker - Arthur Leslie
- Kenneth Barlow - William Roache
- Minnie Caldwell - Margot Bryant
- Harry Hewitt - Ivan Beavis
- Ena Sharples - Violet Carson
- Martha Longhurst - Lynne Carol
- Lucille Hewitt - Jennifer Moss
- Miss Nugent - Eileen Derbyshire
- Jerry Booth - Graham Haberfield
- Myra Booth - Susan Jameson
Guest castEdit
- TV Times synopsis: The danger signal is up for the Booths and Minnie Caldwell takes a job
- Viewing Figures: First UK broadcast - 8,388,000 homes (3rd place).
|April 1964 episodes
|Wed 1st • Mon 6th • Wed 8th • Mon 13th • Wed 15th • Mon 20th • Wed 22nd • Mon 27th • Wed 29th


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Here is another kit I made of my older papers and stuff and tomorrow I will show you a mini album that I already made with the kit. I really love the color combination....definitely a favorite at the moment....
Tuesday, January 18
Use your stash part III
4 comments:
- GryA said...
Herlig kit! Gleder meg til å se resultatet! ...også er det veldig moro å se at du scrapper igjen.
- 9:53 PM, January 18, 2011
- Marianne Hope said...
Takk skal du ha, Gry, og jeg skal love deg at jeg er veldig glad for aa vaere i gang igjen, jeg ogsaa:)
- 11:15 PM, January 18, 2011
- D@nielle said...
love the color combo, I recognize a lot of stuff. Curious if the rubons still work though, I've had problems with that .....
- 9:05 PM, January 19, 2011
- Marianne Hope said...
Well, mine did work. No problem. But I did have a new sheet once that didn't and I complained about it to Hambly and got a new sent in the post.
- 9:19 PM, January 19, 2011
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Is Heaven A Literal Place? (3 of 15) by Stan Coffey
This content is part of a series.Is Heaven A Literal Place? (3 of 15)
Series: HAVE YOU EVER WONDERED ABOUT HEAVEN?
Stan Coffey
II Corinthians 5:1
Is Heaven a physical place? Is it as much a place as planet Earth? Does the bible speak to this issue?
I am glad to say that it does. We have every reason to believe from Holy Scripture that Heaven is a real place populated by God, angels and God's people of all the ages who have left this fleeting world in which we live to go to that better place.
Heaven is a safe deposit place for treasures. (Matt. 6:20) You can only put treasures for safekeeping in a place. Heaven contains a register of the saved. Jesus instructed His disciples to rejoice that their names were written in Heaven. (Luke 10:20) In Heaven there is room for all believers. Jesus said, "I go to prepare a PLACE for you. (John 14:2b) It is a place built by God's own hand.
Heaven is called a city, a country, a kingdom, a house, and a paradise. All of these metaphors indicate that Heaven is a real and physical place. Heaven has a mountain, Mt. Zion (Heb. 12:11) Heaven has trees with fruit. It is a place where believers hold citizenship (Ph. 3:20)
Last wee, we talked about the Intermediate Heaven. This is the place where God, angels, and believers who have died presently dwell. At the end of the one thousand year reign of Christ on Earth, the intermediate Heaven will give way to the New Heaven and New Earth that God will create.
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1. Some claim because God is spirit (John 4:24) that Heaven cannot be a physical place.
They believe that to teach that Heaven is a literal place is to make Heaven less sacred and spiritual. Those who hold this view believe that the material world and the spiritual world are opposites.
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Despite Stimulus' Lackluster Results, Dems Push for More Wasteful Spending
Washington- A newly released Associated Press analysis of stimulus spending pokes holes in Democrats' claims that massive spending projects will revitalize the economy. The study, which was performed by independent economists at five universities, shines light on Democrats' recent economic failures and serves as a warning for Congress to put a stop to their runaway spending spree. After recently passing a second stimulus in the House and already pumping billions into bloated government projects, economists have a message for House Democrats: Stop spending.
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"Transportation Secretary Ray LaHood defended the administration's recovery program Monday, writing on his blog that 'DOT-administered stimulus spending is the only thing propping up the transportation construction industry.'" (Matt Apuzzo and Brett J. Blackledge, "Stimulus cash doesn't create local jobs," Associated Press, 1/12/2010)
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