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CHILDREN now have more of a grasp on, and more access to, technology than most of us had as youngsters.
And that cultural shift has been adopted by researchers who want to help youngsters with Type 1 diabetes to learn to manage their sugar levels.
A new phone app called Monster Manor aims to do this by giving children rewards when they remember to input their blood sugar levels.
Charlie Evans was diagnosed with Type 1 diabetes – which needs to be treated with insulin – when he was only two years old.
He was one of the first children in the country to be able to use the app and he is already starting to see the benefits.
Now nine years old, he is taking more responsibility over his diabetes management.
His mum, Angela Spilby, said the youngster, of The Fairway in Banbury, had taken well to the app.
She said: "He has only really been using it a week, but it makes sure that he takes his readings throughout the day, and when he is at school, where I can't nag him.
"He is already starting to see how useful it is.
"He is such an active boy and there is one part where you can see the levels in a type of graph which lets him see if there are any patterns to his glucose levels, such as if he drops to a low level when he plays sport."
Charlie said: "I really like the game, it is fun and it makes me remember to take the readings."
Type 1 diabetes is often referred to as insulin-dependent diabetes and is more often discovered when a person is younger.
Insulin regulates blood glucose levels and if those are too high, the body's organs can be seriously damaged.
Doctors in Oxford think the new app will help younger patients, between the ages of six and 13, to operate better with their condition and recognise any patterns that arise.
More than 100 children signed up to the app, which was launched at the Oxford Centre for Diabetes, Endocrinology and Metabolism at the Churchill Hospital on October 15.
This is about a third of the more than 300 children treated at the hospital for the condition.
Dr Katharine Owen, the Oxford Academic Health Science Network Diabetes Network clinical lead and honorary consultant at the Oxford Centre for Diabetes, Endocrinology and Metabolism, is a member of the team spearheading the app.
She said: "We want to try to improve the care of people around what treatment they are given and how they can manage their diabetes better by taking a more technological approach.
"We heard about this app and wanted to get involved."
The new app is part of a new Diabetes Clinical Network in Oxford that will see its effectiveness evaluated in a comprehensive manner.
Dr Owen said: "If children become more aware and more responsible for their diabetes, then they are less likely to develop problems.
"This is a really fun way of doing this and technology can really help to engage with children. This is hopefully going to have a lasting impact on the children using it."
She said all children who are using it will be asked for feedback to help improve and develop the app, as well as to see how it has affected them.
Dr Paul Durrands, chief operating officer of the Oxford Academic Health Science Network, said: "The diabetes network is off to a great start and is the first of eight clinical networks we are funding.
"This initiative is a great example of how NHS clinicians and leading researchers can work with industry to improve patients' health and well-being."
s Sanofi Diabetes has worked with Ayogo and Diabetes UK to create the Monster Manor app. It is free on the iPod, iPhone, iPad and on Android devices. It is available to download from the Apple App Store or at Google Play.
- There are 320 children and young people under the age of 19 who have diabetes and are under the care of the paediatric team at the Oxford Children's Hospital.
- There are also about 250 young adults (aged 18-25).
- About two-thirds of them are under the care of the Young Adult Clinic at the Oxford Centre for Diabetes, Endocrinology and Metabolism at the Churchill. Others will be under GP care.
- It is estimated that there are 33,700 people in the county with diabetes – 6.5 per cent of the population.
- Of these, about 10 per cent would be expected to have Type 1 diabetes – with the others Type 2.
- In Type 1 diabetes, the pancreas (a small gland behind the stomach) does not produce any insulin. Insulin is a hormone that regulates blood glucose levels. If the amount of glucose in the blood is too high, it can seriously damage the body's organs.
- In Type 2 diabetes, the body does not produce enough insulin, or the body's cells do not react to it. This is known as insulin resistance.
- The number of cases of Type 2 diabetes has risen because of our ageing population and rapidly rising numbers of overweight and obese people.
- Symptoms include, but are not limited to, feeling very thirsty, urinating frequently, particularly at night, feeling very tired, weight loss and loss of muscle bulk (in type 1 diabetes).

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Police are searching for a man wearing a silver skeleton Halloween costume mask who robbed a Gahanna bank Wednesday morning.
According to Gahanna police, the masked man walked into the PNC Bank, on Granville Street, at about 10:30 a.m.
The man demanded money from the teller and ran away.
The amount of money that the man got away with and a description of the man were not immediately released.
The man was described to be wearing an orange shirt, khaki pants and muddy boots.
The man was seen leaving in a silver or white four-door Kia with damage to the right driver's side bumper. According to a witness, the vehicle had no front license plate but had a rear one.
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CNN's Anderson Cooper interviews the SWAT team that arrested the second Boston bombing suspect Dzhokhar Tsarnaev.
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very wierd and questionalble reaction of the 3 in back...suspicious
yep, the reaction seems telling.
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Transit Police? I thought they were just the dickheads who checked tickets and fare evaders? Full tactical SWAT for train cops? WTF
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I realize the good intentions involved in creating and showing this film and appreciate people's efforts, but I cannot in good faith say nothing about the evidence.
While the demolition parts look good, it is unfortunate that -- like almost all media about 9/11, Operation Terror pairs the strong evidence for demolition with the fantastical and baseless claims for passengers being herded into a NASA facility, planes being swapped, etc.
The truth of the demolition evidence is shocking enough without fake hype being inserted (see the dozens of articles and letters written by researchers at the peer-reviewed Journal of 9/11 Studies http://journalof911studies.com/articles.html).
I do recommend the excellent full length feature on the true story of Dr. Steven Jones, "Hypothesis":
Consider the quality of Hypothesis, devoid of fake or hyped claims, while you are watching stories about passengers being taken away and disappeared.
I realize that many believe that evidence doesn't really matter, or that "we just don't know what happened", or that what matters is getting people excited and motivated, or at least, entertained. But at some point we no longer are an actual truth movement when science is considered irrelevant.
The science does not support the claims that the planes or passengers were herded, disappeared, swapped, flown-over, etc. Real planes hit real buildings and real people were killed.
The science and the evidence do support that 1) the WTC towers were demolished intentionally with high-tech explosives and incendiaries and that, 2) the US military was stood-down and obstructed to allow the planes to be flown into their targets.
Very very powerful evidence for these two main horrors. These are awful on their own enough to make an amazing film about.
Enjoy the film, but also, consider the cost to our movement of dangling unsupported claims in front of many many people and not challenging them or refuting them.
Read the articles at the Journal. The articles there are written by our top scientists and researchers, people like Dr. Steven Jones, Kevin Ryan, David Chandler, Dr. Frank Legge, etc.
Again, I mean no disrespect, I am just giving the truth of the scientific evidence, as expressed by our scientific community at the Journal of 9/11 Studies and Scholars for 9/11 Truth & Justice


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'Twas like a Maelstrom, with a notch,
That nearer, every Day,
Kept narrowing its boiling Wheel
Until the Agony
Toyed coolly with the final inch
Of your delirious Hem --
And you dropt, lost,
When something broke --
And let you from a Dream --
As if a Goblin with a Gauge --
Kept measuring the Hours --
Until you felt your Second
Weigh, helpless, in his Paws --
And not a Sinew -- stirred -- could help,
And sense was setting numb --
When God -- remembered -- and the Fiend
Let go, then, Overcome --
As if your Sentence stood -- pronounced --
And you were frozen led
From Dungeon's luxury of Doubt
To Gibbets, and the Dead --
And when the Film had stitched your eyes
A Creature gasped "Reprieve"!
Which Anguish was the utterest -- then --
To perish, or to live?
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A Kovacs Moment #7
To celebrate Ernie Kovacs' 93rd birthday today, here's a rare example of his unique brand of absurdity appearing on the big screen in the trailer for Richard Quine's 1957 service comedy Operation Mad Ball.
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In other Ernie news, Omnivore Recordings announces the discovery of previously unheard Kovacs audio, including a scrapped Percy Dovetonsils LP, due for release later this year.
- January 23, 2012 4:03 PM
- swac said...
Also, I suppose this trailer could also count as a Great Moment in Moxie.
- January 23, 2012 4:04 PM
- la peregrina said...
Happy Birthday, Ernie, still remember being fascinated and amused by your TV show as a child. :)
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Steps to stop emotional eating
Tuesday, 10 November 2009
Are you eating your feelings?
If you crave junk food when life gets you down, stressed, frustrated or even just bored, then you are turning to food to distract you from dealing with your feelings. We all know the damage that eating crisps, chocolate, cakes and carbs can do to all your hard work eating healthy, but all resolve disappears with one bump in the road.
If this seems familiar to you, then you are an emotional eater. What you need to ask yourself is 'what is this about?'
Julia Buckroyd, Emeritus Professor of Counseling of the University of Hertfordshire and Director, Obesity and Eating disorders Research Unit.
"Julia has been interested in why we eat what we eat for a long time now. Twenty-five years ago she was a newly trained counselor working in a dance school with students. So many of them had problems with food and everything that goes with it - weight, shape and size - that she felt really motivated to understand why many of us seem unable to eat the way we know we should. She has been working in this same area ever since and have spent the last decade writing and researching.
She has come to the conclusion that very many of us are soothing ourselves with food on a daily basis. Our culture provides us with more food than we know what to do with and we have found out how to use it to comfort ourselves. Unfortunately that 'comfort' turns out not to be so comforting after all, if we use it too much. We can put on too much weight, with all the problems that creates, both physical and in terms of self-esteem." Ref-www.understandingyoureating.co.uk
What is emotional eating?
It is when eating is driven by emotion, rather than hunger. We all know what the danger is of eating junk foods. We are educated in what is healthy and what is not, but we can't stop ourselves. Emotional eaters have an attachment to food and are not good at using other methods of self soothing.
Why do we do it?
We are looking to distract ourselves from the emotions that we are feeling. Even boredom.
Emotional Eating is a vicious circle.
1. When our self esteem has taken a blow due to life's ups and downs, we tend to eat to save our emotions rather than being aware of what we are feeling. However overeating makes us feel bad about ourselves, which leads to more emotions, leading to more eating. This pattern is repeating over and over, leading to health and weight problems down the line.
2. We discover that it gives us a hit is likely to make us do it again. This is what we call Cognitive Behavourial Therapy.
What is CBT?
"The premise of CBT is that what people think affects how they feel emotionally and how they behave. During times of emotional distress the way a person sees and judges themselves may become more negative. CBT therapists aim to work jointly with the person to help them begin see the link between unhelpful thinking styles and mood. This may empower a person to have more control over negative emotion and to bring about changes in unhelpful behaviour. It can be particularly effective for stress related conditions, anxiety, phobias, obsessions, eating disorders and depression." www2.warwick.ac.uk/services/tutors/counselling/informationpages/defintionsofmhprofessions/
3. Self Esteem - Think about a specific situation where something has gone wrong - We put ourselves down, blame ourselves and speak to ourselves inwardly that will undoubtedly make you feel worse. When we turn to food, there bio chemically there is a level of comfort that makes you feel better temporarily, but in the long run makes us feel worse, which again leads to overeating.
In fact the vast majority of us do some emotional eating - the issue is, how much, and whether it bothers us or interferes with our functioning.
Do people turn to food like they would turn to alcohol, drugs - is it a similar emotional crutch?
It's exactly like drugs, alcohol etc but it is more of a strategy, rather than a crutch. We all need our strategies to cope with life, but some are more destructive than others.
Why is it destructive for us emotionally?
The other main problem which is important to understand is that if you are comforting a particular feeling using food, then the actual problem is not taken care of. So not only are you adding to your problems with food, you are ignoring the emotions that you are feeling for a reason.
And ultimately it isn't very satisfying as well as being bad for health
Is there a quick emergency fix - i.e. something to say to yourself when you find yourself emotionally eating?
Your emergency fix should a mantra, the name of the person you love best, something to interrupt the impulse.
Self Esteem
What has self esteem got to do with emotional eating?
Think about a specific situation where something has gone wrong - We put ourselves down, blame ourselves and speak to ourselves inwardly that will undoubtedly make you feel worse. When we turn to food, there bio chemically there is a level of comfort that makes you feel better temporarily, but in the long run makes us feel worse, which again leads to overeating.
How can we begin to stop it?
1. Be aware that you are doing it.
2. We need to find another voice, a voice that chooses to identify the feelings that you are trying to distract yourself from when you reach for food for comfort.
3. Use people rather than food - Find someone you can trust to be your comfort if life gets you down.
Rethink your values
If you feel bad about yourself the best thing to do is take a look at how you see other people. Think of people in your life and write a list about how you would describe them. You may describe people as funny, friendly, outgoing, shy, good listener etc. When you look at the list you'll find that very little of how you judge other has anything to do with what they look like, and therefore that is how people see you.
Julia runs and created an Understanding your Eating Programme in the UK- see below for details or visit www.understandingyoureating.co.uk or email firstname.lastname@example.com


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London (CNSNews.com) - Britain's unelected upper house of parliament on Tuesday is debating for a third and probably final time plans by the Labor government to lower the age of consent for homosexual relations from 18 to 16.
Having twice before thrown out the move since 1997, the House of Lords is expected to do so again but faces a government determined to push through the Sexual Offences (Amendment) Bill regardless - even to the point of invoking a rarely-used law enabling it to override the peers.
The Parliament Act contains special powers enabling ministers to force through a law without the approval of the upper house. It has only been used a handful of times in the past 100 years and usually in matters considered to be of great public importance.
If the House of Lords again defeats the bill in Tuesday's vote, the government could get Royal Assent - the Queen's signature - and push through the law.
The bill applies to England and Wales, where homosexuals currently can only legally have sex at 18 while the age of 16 applies to heterosexual relations. As such, the law in force has been found to contravene the European Convention on Human Rights.
The government earlier tried to overcome opposition to the move by introducing a new category of offense which would make it an "abuse of trust" for an adult in a position of authority to have sex with someone in their care, even if the youngster was 16 or older.
But the upper chamber, with its Conservative Party majority, rejected the concession, saying the government was acting against public opinion.
Conservative lawmaker Baroness Blatch told the chamber the proposed "abuse of trust" safeguards were "very feeble and deeply flawed."
Speaking for the government, Attorney General Lord Williams said an unequal age of consent was a sign of an "intolerant society."
In an earlier debate, the former Conservative leader of the Lords, Baroness Young, called the measure "just one more nail in the coffin of family life."
Young said the issue had to do with abuse and not with rights.
The bill was "the thin end of the wedge," she warned. "If the age of consent is lowered to 16 it won't be long before someone is calling for it to be 14."
The House has also stymied Labor attempts to throw out "section 28," a provision prohibiting local councils from promoting homosexuality.
There are growing indications that the government may concede defeat over section 28 if the House of Lords, as expected, throws out the legislation again this summer.
The government's campaign to abolish section 28 prompted protests in England and Wales from representatives of all the main religions.
In Scotland, the Roman Catholic Church and a millionaire businessman are spearheading a "Keep the Clause" campaign to fight plans by the Labor-ruled devolved Scottish Executive to scrap the law north of the border.
Homosexual advocacy groups have long agitated to have the two laws changed, and the Labor Party promised in its 1997 election manifesto to do so.


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Molly Sims was seen leaving a hair salon in Beverly Hills, Calif. on Tuesday (January 24). The pregnant Project Accessory host wore a sheer leopard top that covered her tiny bump. While at the salon she posted a photo of herself getting her hair done.
She wrote: "Having my tendrils perfected by the best colorist in the world – Tracey Cunningham!!"
The 39-year-old model also recently blogged about being beautiful.
One of the most important things my mama instilled in me growing up was to be graceful and grateful. Now that I'm going to be a mommy too, I plan on passing along the message to my child. Beauty you're just born with, but it's nothing without grace and grace is something you've got to work at! I love this quote by Ralph Waldo Emerson. I think every woman should print this out and stick it by her vanity mirror."
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Gauteng - A Johannesburg ANC councillor has been staying rent-free at a nurses' home after being forced to resign as a nurse by the Gauteng health department, the DA claimed on Tuesday.
Democratic Alliance MPL Jack Bloom said Nokuthula Xaba had been staying rent-free at the home in Hillbrow for nine months.
"This was disclosed by Gauteng Health MEC Hope Papo today in reply to my questions in the Gauteng legislature," he said in a statement.
"According to Papo, she occupies three rooms at the Hospital Street nurses' home, and has not paid the due monthly rent."
Gauteng health spokesman Simon Zwane said he accepted that the MEC revealed the information about Xaba.
"If Jack Bloom said the MEC said that, then he did. He wouldn't have said that if the MEC didn't," he said.
Bloom said that as a result of his question, Xaba had been served 30 days notice of eviction and that measures would be taken to recover the rent.
He said Xaba was previously "ethically deficient" because she refused to resign from her position as a nurse when she was elected to the council in April last year.
She was forced by the department to resign as a nurse on March 1 this year.
"It is an utter disgrace that an elected representative lives rent free in state premises," Bloom said.
"This clearly contravenes the councillors' code of ethics, and the Democratic Alliance will lay a complaint with the Johannesburg council about her unethical conduct." - Sapa


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Cantor on This Week: GOP should be more inclusive on gay rights
Eric Cantor, minority Whip in the Democrat-run House, worked on re-building America's respect for House Republicans today on ABC's This Week. Responding to comments from those within the party, Cantor put forth a picture of Republicans as agents of change.
Not all critics of the GOP are democrats. Governor John Huntsman of Utah made detrimental remarks this week about Republican leadership in Washington. I don't listen or read to whatever it is that they say because it's inconsequential, completely, he said. The future of our party will be based upon what happens in the laboratories and incubators of democracy. Make no mistake about it, he added.
Huntsman, 48, has been named a 'third-tier' candidate for president in 2012, and has spoken out previously about the critical situation that Republicans in Washington are in.
After anchor George Stephanopoulos showed Eric Cantor a clip of John Huntsman's remarks, Cantor smiled and told Stephanopoulos that he couldn't comment, because he had not spoken to the governor. But let's say this, George...Speaker Pelosi doesn't need our votes to pass any legislation.
Eric Cantor used the language of change, positive alternatives, and unity in his dissection of what the Republican party needs to do to solve the financial crisis. we need...affirmative plans, positive alternatives to the problems facing this country, Cantor asserted. They're not just Republican or Democrat problems; they are so big, so challenging [that] we all need to join together not only in Washington but around the country and to put the ideas forward. Additionally, Cantor recognized the bad name that Washington has acquired for it's history with financial crises. Let's come up with solutions that actually produce results for a change, instead of making matters worse, which Washington is famous for.
Rush Limbaugh's speech at the Conservative Political Action Conference yesterday addressed his desire that Obama fail. What is so strange about being honest and saying I want Barack Obama to fail if his mission is to restructure and reform this country so that capitalism and individual liberty are not its foundation?" A huge standing ovation in the packed ballroom followed. However, Eric Cantor is not a politician who thinks that an Obama failure will be a GOP victory. As the 4th-ranking Republican in the House, Cantor distanced himself from Limbaugh's perspective.
So the Rush Limbaugh approach of wanting the president to fail is not the Eric Cantor, House Republican approach?" Stephanopolous probed.
"Absolutely not," Cantor said. "I don't think anyone wants anything to fail right now. We have such challenges.
But Cantor's most surprising moment on This Week came when Stephanopolous brought up the Republican stance on gay rights. Governor Huntsman says that youre not going to be reaching out to broaden the base of the party, reaching out to young people whove left the Republican Party in droves, unless you do have that positive agenda on the environment, unless you move to the middle on issues like gay rights. Are you prepared to do that in the House? The minority Whip cautiously implicated that a shift to the middle on gay rights and the environment is inevitable. There is no question the Republican Party has to return to be one of inclusion, not exclusion. And we are a party with many ideas.
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Hello there!
This post is longer than my usual book features, but please stay. Take your time reading it. I'm fairly certain you'll learn something new from the book below (as I have). Something about a time not too long ago, yet felt so distant. Something about a country we all know but don't know so well. Something about similarities and differences in childhood.
The author-illustrator, Chen Jiang Hong, grew up in the north of China in the mid 60s. This book is about his childhood.
His childhood of staying with his grandparents while his parents went out to work. (He has two elder sisters.)
His childhood of wearing clothes that were hand-me-downs or three sizes too big, of watching Grandfather play Tai Chi at the park, of peeking at Grandmother while she prepared dumplings in the kitchen, of raising chicks as pets, of learning sign language from his eldest sister who is a deaf-mute, of learning to draw on the floor, of building blocks (his only toy).
All pretty normal.
Then the Cultural Revolution was proclaimed.
And Chen's childhood also consisted of reading only Chairman Mao's Little Red Book, of reading praises of the chairman, of replacing the living room painting with the chairman's portrait, of wearing a necklace with a large medallion of Mao every day as he was too young to join the Little Red Guard* like his sisters could, of food rations, of not enough candy. (*Little Red Guards were formed by students in a paramilitary social movement, like little soldiers mobilized by Chairman Mao.)
There were rare times of true, private joy, too. A neighbour, Mrs. Liu, often gave Chen "Great Rabbit" milk candies. She had many books which hadn't been discovered and burned by the Red Guards, and a phonograph on which she played music.
Unfortunately, those rare times didn't last. Mrs. Liu was dragged onto the streets one day and made to confess to be a rebel. She was shamed and taken away.
Major changes occurred in the country. Major changes occurred at home. Father was sent away to the forest on the Russian border for "re-education." Grandfather's health declined.
Grandfather, who wasn't in good health, would tell me, "You are the staff of my old age but now that you are big, you need to go to school. You cannot always be at my side." I was eager to go to school, but I still would have preferred to hold Grandfather's hand forever.
Chen entered school at seven years old. Grandfather accompanied him on his first day. Now his childhood included arranging his desk neatly, reading, writing in notebooks with green squares, using the abacus, self-critique (where he stood in front of the class listing the good and bad things he'd done the previous day), daily eye exercises and gymnastics so they could protect their country in future.
Somewhat different from my own childhood (and probably yours).
Then there were the games and activities: stone, paper, scissors, marbles, Johnny on a Pony, catching movies as a class.
The poignant moments in this book came in the forms of a lifelong search and loss.
In his childhood, there were occasions on which the children saw strangers on the local bus, strangers who wore perfume.
Our discovery of perfume is forever engraved in my sister's memory. As an adult, I have brought her perfume from Paris many times, hoping that one would allow her to rediscover the exotic smell from our childhood, but none has been right. Even today she continues to hope that one day we will find the right perfume.
A year after he'd entered school, Chen became a Little Red Guard. He wore a red armband with great pride and ran home to tell his family. Only, Grandfather was very ill.
The next day, Mama took him to the hospital in a rickshaw and returned with only his clothes and a bottle of milk (given to the sick).
Oh dear, how shall I continue this feature?
Take a moment, my lovelies. It took Chen a long while to figure out that his world hadn't collapsed, and for Grandmother to smile again.
He grew. His later childhood included a period when university classes were cancelled due to a daring student's protest against Beijing University. When the protest was over, students returned to school and would sometimes work in the fields or train alongside soldiers.
Chen, who was good at drawing, became the editor-in-chief of the propaganda wall that was set up in the school courtyard.
Totally different from our childhoods, yes?
But not all of it. Chen grew up just like us, learning to ride bicycles, falling, scraping his knees, and picking himself up. He was thirteen when Chairman Mao died and his father returned home.
In the inner jacket flap goes: "While wanting his readers to know what life was like then, Chen also hopes that you will discover the similarities that exist between your own life and his. For despite all of the differences between us, there are always feelings and experiences that we share in common."
Chen and I are both Asians, yet what different times and places we were born in. Such different social-cultures. Yet again, how similar our attachments to our grandparents, how eager we both were to start school, how we both obeyed our teachers and governments. We played (almost) the same games and learned (almost) the same lessons about ourselves in childhood. And oh yes, my God, I remember the Great Rabbit milk candies. I loved them more than chocolates and probably even ice creams.
If you're still reading this, and if you're a frequent visitor to this blog, you would've realized I'm straying from my usual feature pattern. (I usually leave the ending with questions so readers are hopefully curious enough to go check out the books.) For this one, I've done a thorough review because I think you might still be hooked enough to check this book out.
How come?
I have, in my thorough narrative-review, only told you half the story. The other half, with its contribution of emotions, of understanding the setting/the atmosphere, the cultural revolution, and more, comes in the artwork. (And if you understand Mandarin, goodness, even better! There are characters in the illustrations that will add to your reading value. But even if you don't, it's still all right. You'll learn enough.)
I hope you'll pick up a copy! (I'm grateful doing research for my freelance writing jobs is taking me places. Last week, I was in the Age of Dinosaurs; the week before, I was "in" Japan. And now, "in" China. I have borrowed another book which I hope to finish in time to feature next week (if not, the one after).
I hope you like this week's post. Have a good week ahead and I'll catch up with you soon!
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Ward says his lunch business is already jam-packed, and he's streamlining the taco menu to the eight most popular selections.
As at Fuego Bistro, braised pork shoulder is the house specialty, and I don't doubt that it's melt-in-your-mouth good. There's also Baja chicken, carne asada, cola-braised short rib, and spicy vegetable. Chipotle cream corn and Cuban black beans are served with every order of tacos.
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Lil girls spend hours practicing for their role in a wedding, but when the big day arrives, nerves often get the best of them. Whether you are the bride or the flower girl's anxious mother, prepare the wee member of the bridal party with some toys that will help her replicate the wedding day. Here are 10 of my favorite wedding-related toys that will also occupy the lil darling during the reception as well.
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Dannii Minogue first appeared on television aged seven. She signed her first record deal at the age of seventeen and ever since she has been wowing audiences around the world with her charm and her charisma.
The daughter of a dancer mother, Dannii found the spotlight early and discovered a passion for entertaining that has never faded. After early soap opera appearances, including Home and Away, a string of chart hits in the early 90s (Love And Kisses, Success, Jump To The Beat, Baby Love, This Is It . . .) launched Dannii as an established pop singer before she then re-invented herself as one of the world's most popular female dance acts.
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In this very personal and uplifting autobiography, Dannii talks openly for the first time about the highs and lows of her 30 year career; her marriage and subsequent divorce to Julian McMahon; the trials and tribulations of her role as an X Factor judge; her relationship with sister Kylie and, of course, becoming a mother.
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Dannii Minogue has achieved twelve consecutive number one dance singles, becoming the most-successful artist on the UK Club Chart. The last year has seen Dannii's star ascend into the stratosphere, becoming a bona fide national treasure, as hailed by the UK media. Most recently, following her triumphant 2009 season on The X Factor, watched by a peak of 19.2 million, Dannii has been crowned 'Best TV Star' by the readers of Elle magazine and 'Ultimate TV Personality' by Cosmopolitan. Vogue also named Dannii one of the world's Top Ten most stylish women. Dannii made her Marks & Spencer debut in their spring / summer TV campaign. Dannii also launched her first fashion collection 'Project D' in the UK in June.
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Untouchable Rogue
Chapter 1: Lost Soul
AN: This is my first Scott/Rogue fic. I'm still a big Scott/Jean fan, but I've always had a soft spot for Scott/Rogue. I thought they had great chemistry in the show. This is my way of exploring it. This takes place along the lines of the episode "Rogue Recruit" and I have made a few changes. Hope you like it!
Pairings: Scott/Rogue.
'These mean character thoughts.'
Disclaimer: I don't own X-men or the characters. They're owned by Marvel. Don't sue.
AN: There will be two versions of this story, one watered down for fanfiction and one uncensored for adultfaniction. This fic has sexual themes so please heed this warning.
Please don't forget to review this story. Send it to me via email at or post it on the fanfiction website. This is my first attempt at Scott/Rogue so please give me some feedback. I hope you all like it. Enjoy!
'So confused…so lost. Who am Ah? What's happening to me?!'
Frantic thoughts and emotions ran through the head of a 17-year-old girl as she ran through the dirt roads of a Mississippi neighborhood. Her limbs were tired, her head was spinning, and she had no idea what was going on. She had pale skin, a full figure, and a distinctive white streak in her hair. She also wore a lot of makeup, giving her a Goth-like appearance. She didn't know where she lived or who she was. Her memory was fuzzy about what happened, but she could make out at least some parts to it.
"Come on, Cody! Just ask her, already?" said a boy in a football jacket at a party on a local dock.
"Ah don't know," said Cody, "Her? She hasn't said a word all year. Folks say she's weird, ya know?"
"Should make her a good challenge, eh?" quipped his friend, "Go on. Betcha twenty bucks you can't get her to dance."
"Fine," sighed Cody, "If it'll shut ya up."
Walking out onto the dock, star football player Cody Hawkins approached a lone figure looking out over the river. She wore dark clothes and loads of makeup, bearing an indifferent expression to the outside world.
"Hey," said Cody casually, leaning up against the dock rails next to her.
"What do ya want?" she muttered.
"Nothin'. Can't a guy enjoy the view too?"
"There are a million other places to enjoy it," quipped the girl.
"Ain't none of them near you," said Cody with a smile.
The girl rolled her eyes. Someone had to have put him up to this. Nobody just came up to the school recluse, let alone flirted with her. Either he was out to win a bet or was just looking for a challenge.
"What do ya want?" she said, getting to the point.
"A dance," he said, flashing her a winning smile.
"Ah don't dance."
"Neither do I, but this is a party so why not?"
"Dance with some peppy cheerleader then. Leave meh out of it."
"I'd rather dance with you," Cody persisted.
"Why meh?"
"Why not?" shrugged the boy, "Are you scared or something?"
"Ah ain't scared of nothing!" shot the girl, getting defensive.
"Okay…prove it."
He was a smooth talker and she fell right into it. With a disgruntled groan, the girl shook her head in exasperation. This guy had to have an agenda. Nobody would bother talking to her otherwise. But seeing as how he wouldn't leave her alone, she might as well shut him up.
"Fahne," she conceded, "Let's get this over with."
"Ladies first," grinned Cody.
Leading her back inside, Cody smiled. The girl was a challenge. Nevertheless, he got her to take the first step and that was enough. There were plenty of stories about this girl, but he ignored them for the sake of making good on his word.
Stepping out into the center area of a restaurant/bar on the dock, the music moved the crowd of high school students to the beat. It wasn't the booming rowdiness of the cities, but it worked well enough for them. Cody's friends cheered him on as he walked out onto the floor and started grooving to the beat. But his dance partner showed little enthusiasm for the festivities.
"Come on, girl! Start movin'!" encouraged Cody, enjoying the defeated looks he got from his buddies.
"You do yer thing, Ah'll do mine," quipped the girl, not dancing with the same energy.
She got plenty of strange looks. People weren't used to seeing her in the crowd. To some, it was weird. To others, it was humorous. But Cody got into it even though the girl was feeling increasingly out of place.
"Forget it, Ah can't do this," she said, turning to walk away.
"Aw, come on!" said Cody, "You didn't even try."
"It's not mah thing," she said, starting to walk away.
"Wait! Don't go yet…"
He reached forward and grabbed her hand. Then suddenly, he felt a rush hit them like no other. Both Cody and the girl froze, a wave of sensations bombarding them all over. Cody felt as though somebody was sucking the life out of him while the girl experienced a flash of new images in her mind. It was so overwhelming that the girl keeled over and groaned in pain. Meanwhile, Cody Hawkins went limp and collapsed.
"Cody!" yelled one of his friend as a group of people surrounded him.
"Nnn…" groaned the girl, leaning against a table for support, "What happened? Where am I?"
"Oh may gawd! Is he breathing?" said one of the girls.
Panic was setting in. Nobody knew what was happening. Their star quarterback was out cold and their only clue was the girl who started it all.
"You!" yelled one of Cody's friends towards the girl, "What did you do?!"
"Ah…Ah don't know!" she said, struggling to hold onto her mind.
"WHAT DID YOU DO?!" demanded the boy.
"Leave meh alone!"
He tried to stop her, but she pulled off a swift juke that left the bigger stronger boy in the dust.
"Whoa…I thought only Cody had moves like that."
And with speed worthy of a track star, the Goth ran out the front entrance and into the streets. She had no idea what was happening to her, so she ran.
It all happened so fast. None of it made any sense. Her head was throbbing. She couldn't remember anything. Waves of images surged through her mind and many of them were conflicting. She tried to think of her name, her family, and her home. But all she got was a mental blank. Answers to the most basic of questions eluded her and the more she tried the more it hurt.
"Ugh!" she cried, falling to her knees in the middle of the street, "WHO AM AH?!"
Suddenly, a voice from behind gave her the answer she craved.
"Your name is Rogue."
Startled at the presence, she turned around to see a woman with black hair, glasses, and a high end business suit. She didn't look threatening, but she looked strangely familiar. She took a few deep breaths to calm herself down and warily approached the mysterious woman.
"You…you know meh?" she said.
"Of course I do," said the woman with a smile, "I'm Raven Darkholme…your mother."
"Mah…mah mother?"
Suddenly, her form shifted into that of a blue skinned, red haired woman in a white dress. Rogue's eyes widened with shock. She may have been dazed, but she knew enough to understand that an appearance like that wasn't normal. Yet at the same time the sight of the blue skinned, yellow eyed woman triggered a wave of new memories.
"Don't you remember?" she said, affectionately cupping her chin, "I adopted you when you were four. You've been living here with a friend of mine, Irene Adler, for the last several years while I've been away on business. I call you every week."
"Ah…Ah don't know!" said Rogue, backing away anxiously.
"Think hard, Rogue. Try and remember…"
She forced herself to calm down. She closed her eyes and sifted through the jumbled mess of her mind. It was starting to come back to her. Memories of living in a quaint house with a blind woman hung stronger than the rest of the images going through her mind. She also began to recall other memories of another woman caring for her as a child. Part of her still thought she was a stranger, but something in the back of her mind told her this woman was much more.
"Wha…what's happening to meh?" said Rogue, desperate for answers.
The blue skinned woman smiled.
"It's nothing to be worried about," said Raven, "It's just your mutant powers manifesting."
"Mutant powers?" said Rogue in a confused tone.
"Yes, I suspected they'd arise soon. I just had no idea they would be so distressing. But now that I've found you I can help you."
"Ah…Ah don't know," said the distraught teenage girl, "Ah'm so confused!"
"I know you are, but I can give you the answers you desire," she said, extended her hand, "Don't you trust me?"
Looking up at the blue skinned woman, Rogue wasn't sure. Memories of her were getting clearer, but they were still sketchy. She knew part of what she was saying was true. But there was still a lingering feeling that there was more that she couldn't recall. She wasn't sure what it meant, but her desire for answers won out over suspicion.
"Yes…" said Rogue, taking the hand of the blue woman, "Ah trust ya."
"That's my girl," said Raven approvingly, "Come…let's go home. We have much to discuss, not to mention some travel plans to make."
It was early on Monday morning at the Xavier Institute for Gifted Youngsters. The weekend was over and school was back in session. And for Scott Summers, Jean Grey, Kurt Wagner, and Kitty Pryde restlessness quickly set in.
Sitting at the breakfast table, the young team of mutants known as the X-men prepared for yet another week living in a world that wasn't even aware of their existence. Having superhuman powers was difficult enough, but dealing with school on top of that left plenty of room for added stress.
"Man, zhis veek hasn't even begun and I'm already vaiting for it to be over," said Kurt, taking another mouthful of bacon.
"Oh, like, lighten up, Kurt," said Kitty, sticking to her vegetarian meal, "You make it sound as though high school is SO hard."
"So says zhe girl who's been getting straight A's since zhe third grade," joked Kurt.
"Hey, there's nothing wrong with being smart, Kurt," said Scott, sitting next to Jean as he ate his hash browns, "You could get straight A's too if you studied instead of plastering yourself to the couch and watching Pirates of the Caribbean."
"Sorry, but Captain Jack Sparrow garners vay more attention zhen Shakespeare!" said Kurt as he teleported up onto the chandelier in an effort to snag the last load of bacon.
However, Kurt's behavior didn't go unnoticed by some of the grumpier members of the table.
"Dang it, Elf! Knock it off or you'll be cleaning the danger room till ya graduate!" growled Logan, the X-men's burly, yet tough instructor.
"Sorry Herr Logan," said Kurt, teleporting back to his seat with a helping of bacon in hand, "It's hard to remember vhen you're hungry."
Kitty, Jean, and Scott couldn't help but laugh while Logan rolled his eyes and snatched up the last three sausages with his claws. It was a typical scene of breakfast table drama. Even with mutant powers, they still lived the lives of regular teenagers. But just as the last of the buffet was being digested, Professor Charles Xavier joined them with the institute's resident weather goddess, Ororo Munroe, following close behind.
"Good morning, students. I hope you all are well rested," greeted Xavier.
"Same here, Professor," said Scott, "Are we still on for the Danger Room this afternoon?"
"Not today, I'm afraid," said Xavier, "Something's come up that demands my attention and I'm going to need the lot of you alert."
"Oh boy," muttered Kurt to Kitty under his breath, "I vonder vhat zhis could be?"
"Is it anything that needs shredding?" grunted Logan, taking a big bite out of his sausage.
"Let's hope not," said Xavier with a light hearted laugh, "I just completed some upgrades to Cerebro last night and I've picked up on a few previously undetected signatures."
"Oh, so does that means more recruiting?" surmised Jean.
"Not exactly, Jean. While some may be worth seeking out, I have reason to believe that we may have some competition this time around."
Scott, Jean, Kurt, and Kitty exchanged glances. Recruiting had been hard enough when Jean visited Kitty at her school. Even though she came around, it still left some sizable damage that the Professor had to pay for. Plus, they lost their second prospect, Lance Alvers, in the process. Having competition would only make things a lot harder and it was something none of them were looking forward to.
"Let me guess this time," said Scott, "The Brotherhood?"
"Precisely," said Xavier.
Logan let out a grunt. Having already been in a major fight with Sabretooth, he was fired up for more combat and the Brotherhood weren't known for being pacifists.
"So what's the plan, Chuck?" said Logan, "Want me to do a little undercover work and scope out that place Mystique's been holding up in?"
"We're not at that point yet, Logan," said Xavier, "For the time being, we need to focus on recruiting as many of these new signatures as possible. Otherwise they may come to embrace the Brotherhood's less peaceful ideas."
"Zhat doesn't sound too hard," said Kurt optimistically.
"I hope you're right, Kurt," said Xavier, sharing his hope, "I've gathered a small list to start with. Logan, one of them is coming to town in a traveling rodeo. Perhaps you could pay him a visit."
"A rodeo?" said Logan, "Some cover story."
"Another has been coming up in New York frequently. It seems to be centered around the home of your nephew, Ororo, so when you go to the game this weekend, keep your eyes open."
"I will," said the former weather goddess, "But I suspect Evan may be manifesting soon. He's getting less effective at hiding it."
"Let's hope it doesn't get too serious," said Xavier.
Ororo's gaze shifted. She had long suspected her nephew was a mutant, but he was manifesting only in brief spurts. And if he went full blown, she wanted to be there before the Brotherhood got to him.
"What about us, Professor?" asked Scott.
"I'm glad you asked, Scott," said Xavier, taking a picture out of his pocket and putting it on the table, "I hoped to give you all a heads up before you left. It appears Mystique was already successful in recruitment last night. She's set to begin at Bayville this morning."
Gathering around the picture, the young team of mutants took in the sight of their latest challenge. She was a girl who looked to be around Scott and Jean's age, if not a year younger. Her face was pale, her eyes were lined with makeup, and she had a distinctive white streak in her hair.
"Who is she?" asked Scott.
"I couldn't track down any records," said Xavier, "But she goes by the name, Rogue."
"Rogue?" said Kurt with a slight chuckle, "Vhat kind of name is zhat?"
"The name she seems to identify with most, so I would advise you not to make light of it," said the Professor, causing Kurt to shift in his seat, "Her powers also warrant fair concern. She absorbs the life energy of others through skin contact, including mutant powers. And near as I can tell, she has no control over this ability."
"No control?" said Scott, "You mean…"
"Yes. She cannot touch," said the Professor, "So I advise against making close contact with her."
"But if she's already with the Brotherhood, why do you want us to work on her?" asked Jean.
"Because from what I could sense, she doesn't appear to be particularly passionate about the Brotherhood's ideas," explained the Professor, "I don't know the details of her recruitment, but she seemed…confused. She's lost in a world she cannot touch and I think we should reach out to her."
The four friends took turns looking at the picture. Rogue's predicament seemed tragic. Scott could relate and so could Kurt. As mutants, control was a major step towards fighting for peace. But for some, it came with a great deal of difficulty that few could understand.
"So you want us to try and help her?" asked Jean.
"Yes. Even if she doesn't join us, it would be beneficial if she saw us as friends and not enemies," reasoned the Professor.
"We'll do our best, Professor," said Scott, stashing the picture in his pocket.
"I know you will," said Xavier with a smile, "I'll keep you posted on further developments. Until then, have a good day at school. If there's an emergency, 'call' me."
With a new challenge before them, the four mutant youths got up and prepared to leave for school. It would be hard enough getting through the glory years of high school and dealing with recruiting others at the same time. But that's what being an X-man was about.
"Oh boy, I have a feeling zhis is going to be a challenge," said Kurt.
"And I though you were the optimist," laughed Jean, "We just have to stick to our pitch. Rogue's a mutant just like us. Hopefully, she'll hear us out."
"Yeah…hopefully," said Scott, not sharing the same optimism as they left for school.
The halls of Bayville High were as busy as they always were on a Monday. Every student was restless from the weekend and struggling to get back into the groove. But for one new student, it would be a much greater challenge.
"Ah don't know about this, mama," said Rogue as she sat in the principal's office with her shape shifting mother, "School was hard enough for meh back home. And now Ah've gotta worry about touching people and putting them into a coma."
"It'll be okay, Rogue," reassured Mystique as she printed out Rogue's schedule, "Just do as we discussed and you'll be fine."
Rogue shifted uncomfortably in her seat. New York was a great change of pace for her. She was used to the backwaters of Mississippi where she grew up. This school was at least three times as big as her old one and everybody seemed more hostile. It wasn't like she had any friends to leave behind, but the thought of fitting in with this new arrangement seemed like a long shot at best.
Looking down at her hands, she remembered what happened with Cody. It took her hours to get that mess through her head. Thankfully, Mystique called up an old friend, Agatha Hawkins, who did some strange mystic stuff that helped stabilize her powers. At least she had her memories back and could absorb powers without getting so confused. But she was still far from being in control.
"But what if mah powers go crazy again?" asked Rogue.
"Just do the techniques Agatha taught you and you'll be fine," said Mystique.
"No more buts, Rogue," said Mystique with a touch of motherly scorn, "You need to be in school. You have to keep tabs on Xavier's students and prepare for taking on Brotherhood duties full time."
"But why do Ah have to be here to do that?" she asked, "What's so special about these X-men anyways?"
"They may be an obstacle in the future so you have to be prepared," warned Mystique vehemently, "They're the enemy so be on your guard."
It still didn't make sense to her. She didn't even know these people and they were already enemies. It didn't sit right and no matter what she did Mystique wouldn't tell her the full story. It left plenty of room for doubt.
"Ah don't know about that, mama," said Rogue, still full of uncertainty, "Bein' a mutant is hard enough. But bein' a mutant in some team that's supposed to advance us…"
"It's more than that, Rogue…" said Mystique strongly, "Much more than I can explain now. But like I said, you have to trust me. I promise I'll tell you when the time is right."
With a defeated sigh, Rogue let it go. As nice as her mother was in helping her move, there were still things she wasn't telling her. She was her daughter and she was keeping secrets from her. But for now, she placed her trust in this woman.
"Fahne," she said, "Doesn't mean Ah have to like it."
"I know," said Raven, shifting into her principal form, "Now go on and get to class. I have other matters to attend to."
"Right," she said indifferently, gathering her things and leaving with little hope of fitting in.
As soon as she was gone, Mystique collapsed in her seat in a fit of exhaustion. Being a shape shifting principal was hard enough, but being a mother was something else. It was hard enough that Rogue wasn't embracing Brotherhood ideas. She never was one to blindly embrace anything. It's part of what made her who she was. But as long as she was present, that was enough for her.
Suddenly, the paperclips on her desk began to move and swirl about via an unseen force. Not needing an explanation, Mystique didn't turn as the shadow of an imposing figure loomed over her. She already knew who this was and why he was here.
"She doesn't seem too passionate for our cause, Mystique," said a cloaked man in a deep voice.
"Give her time, Magneto. She's still adjusting," said the shape shifter, hiding her uncertainty.
"For your sake, I hope your right," said Magneto, letting the paperclips fall to her desk, "In the meantime we're stepping up our recruiting efforts. There's a traveling rodeo coming to town this week. I want you to attend."
"Oh what fun," she said dryly, "What about you?"
"I have my own efforts to take on."
"Is it that son of yours again?"
"I would advise against using such a tone with me, Mystique," said Magneto in a threatening voice, "You joined me because we both know Charles Xavier lives in a dream world. And I expect nothing short of full cooperation."
The metal in the room vibrated, but it was an act Mystique was used to. She may not have liked this man, but his vision was far more palpable than Xavier's.
"I always do my part," she said strongly.
"Be sure that it continues," said the master of magnetism as he made his leave.
With a cold gust of wind, the master of magnetism was gone. Mystique rubbed the temples of her head, knowing this was going to be a long week. But it was just another day in the life of a shape shifting mutant. At least she had her children close to her. She just hated the notion she had to keep lying to them.
The day progressed with little incident for Scott, Jean, Kurt, and Kitty. Aside from the usual Monday antics, it was a typical day in the lives of a bunch of mutants living in a world that didn't know they existed. And as the bell rang for lunch, they gathered at their usual table in the cafeteria.
"Like, how can you eat that stuff every day, Kurt?" said Kitty, gagging at his choice of lunch.
"Vhat?" he said, his mouth full of food, "Zhe cafeteria makes good burgers, but zhey're even better vith mayonnaise and ketchup! You should try it."
"I think I'll pass," said Kitty, going back to her salad.
"Scott? Jean?" asked Kurt.
"Uh…maybe some other time, man," said Scott.
"I'll stick to pizza and chips, thank you," said Jean.
"Suit yourselves," shrugged Kurt, "I don't get vhy you find it so disgusting. People put mayonnaise on burgers and fries all zhe time back in Germany."
"It's not that, Kurt," said Kitty, "I'm a vegetarian. Remember?"
"I know. But I just don't see vhat's so terrible about eating meat," said Kurt, taking another big bite of his burger.
"Like, do you even know what goes into that stuff?" said Kitty in an appalled tone.
"Easy Kitty," said Jean, holding her friend back, "Let's not make a scene of this."
"Whatever," she said, trying not to look as Kurt continued to chow down.
Scott and Jean exchanged looks and shrugged. It wasn't the first time Kitty made her vegan tastes public, but they clashed with Kurt's tastes so often that conflict were inevitable. More often then not, they found themselves as the mediators.
'And just imagine how rough it'll be when we get more recruits,' sent Jean through her telepathy.
'I can hardly wait,' replied Scott, not hiding his sarcasm towards the matter.
As the four mutant youths continued eating, a familiar figure passed by their table. She didn't make eye contact. She didn't take notice. She just weaved her way through, heading towards the door. And Scott immediately recognized her.
"Hey, isn't zhat…" began Kurt.
"It's Rogue," said Scott, watching as she walked out with her tray in hand and settled under a tree.
"Hey, you're right!" said Kitty as they all took in the appearance of the southern goth, "Think we should, like, try and talk to her?"
"Well the Professor did say we should try and reach out to her," said Jean.
"Zhen vhat are ve vaiting for?" said Kurt, finishing up his burger, "Let's go introduce ourselves!"
"Uh…sure, Kurt," said Scott, "But I'd wipe my chin first if I were you."
Feeling a little sheepish, Kurt rubbed the mayonnaise that had collected on his face from his meal. Making a good first impression was always key and this was Kurt's first shot at recruitment. However, this girl didn't look like much of a people person.
Walking out past the picnic tables where other students were eating, the four mutant youths approached the lone girl. She was eating a burger and reading a book, shutting out the rest of the world. She was covered from head to toe in a green outfit with a black skirt and boots. She also wore gloves, most likely to contain her powers. She didn't seem as hostile as Todd Tolensky or Lance Alvers, but she sure didn't seem open to company.
"Hey, you're new here," greeted Kurt.
"What do ya want?" she said indifferently, not even looking up to greet them.
"Vhy vould ve vant anything? Ve're just here to say hi," said Kurt, taking a seat next to her.
"Well hi. Now go away," she said.
It wasn't a very good start. The optimism on Kurt's face fell quickly, but Scott tried to keep it going.
"Look, I'm sorry about my friend. Sometimes he's too forward for his own good," he said, earning a scold from Kurt, "Let's start over. I'm…"
"Scott Summers, Jean Grey, Kurt Wagner, and Kitty Pryde," she stated, much to the astonishment of the X-men, "Ah know who ya are and Ah know about the whole mutant thing. So let's just skip the pitch and get to the point where ya make yer offer and Ah turn it down because Ah've already got mah place."
The X-men exchanged glances. It seemed as though Mystique got to her already and her opinion of them was already shaped.
"Wow, like she's more hostile than she looks," whispered Kitty.
"No kidding," said Jean, suspecting there could be more, "Fine, we're sorry for bothering you. But just know that we understand what it's like to be a mutant in this place. And if you ever need to talk…"
But Rogue didn't let her finish. She just gathered her things and stormed off.
"No. You DON'T understand. Ya obviously don't have a clue."
The four mutant teens were left speechless as she walked off, not even giving them a second look. She was different from other recruits, no doubt about it. There was a lot more to her than they suspected and she wasn't too eager to share it with anybody.
"Well that could've gone better," muttered Kitty.
"I'll say," said Kurt in agreement, "Vhat is vith zhat girl? She's more hostile zhen zhat Avalanche guy."
"Maybe she just needs some time," said Jean, sensing a lot of walls around this girl, "She's probably got a bad view about us from the Brotherhood. We just have to work harder to change it."
It sounded logical and Kurt and Kitty were inclined to agree with it. But for Scott, it wasn't that easy.
"Or maybe…she's right," he said.
"Huh?" said Kurt, looking confused, "Right about vhat?"
"We don't understand," he said, shaking his head, "None of us do. She's recently learned she's never going to touch another human being again. Can any of us even remotely relate to that?"
Nobody said a word. Scott would know. He had always struggled with issues surrounding his powers. Those who knew him well, like Jean, understood how difficult it was for him. It only took one slip-up and someone could get hurt. Such a possibility haunted him every waking hour much like putting someone in a coma must have haunted Rogue. And perhaps it was that understanding that would help him talk to this girl.
"I'm going to try and catch up with her," said Scott.
"Wait…" said Jean, grabbing his arm, "Are you sure that's a good idea? I don't think we should push her to join the institute."
"She doesn't need the institute, Jean," said Scott, "Right now, she needs a friend."
Letting go of his arm, Jean watched Scott pursue Rogue. And as he disappeared from sight, a worried look came over her.
"Man, zhat guy has guts," commented Kurt.
"Yeah, like, what is he thinking?" wondered Kitty.
"I honestly don't know," said Jean, her tone wrought with worry.
Rogue's mood was beyond bitter. Her mother had warned her that the Xavier kids would come onto her, but she didn't tell them they could be so annoying. They just walked up to her and expected her to embrace their friendship without question. How naïve did they think she was? It was just as Mystique had told her. They were just drones for Xavier's school out to recruit more mutants to their cause. Now she had one more thing to worry about other than putting people into comas.
'God, mah life sucks,' she mused.
Suddenly, a voice from behind broke her train of thought.
"Hey Rogue! Wait up!"
She turned around to see Scott Summers running towards her. Rolling her eyes, she let him waste his breath approaching her. Of all the people she had to deal with, uptight pretty boys were not her favorites.
"What do ya want?" she said, folding her arms in a hostile gesture.
"Look, I'm sorry about the others," he said, "You're right. We don't understand. And we don't have a right to say we do."
"Ya ran all this way just to tell me that?" she said sarcastically.
"No. I ran here to say I don't think you don't understand either," said Scott, turning the conversation back on her.
"Ah don't understand? All the sudden you have a right to tell me how Ah think?!"
"Well you don't," said Scott strongly, "You think you're the only one with problems? Well let me tell you about mine. You see these glasses I wear? They're not just for looks, you know. One slip-up and I could blow this whole school up just by looking at it. That means every hour of every day, I have to worry about who I could hurt just because they happen to be near me…just like you have to worry about hurting the people you touch."
Rogue took a moment to digest that. She was inclined to scoff, but she knew he wasn't lying about the powers. Mystique told her about all the abilities the Xavier kids had. But she never told her about this.
"So you and Ah worry about hurtin' people with our powers. Big deal," said Rogue, "Doesn't mean Ah'll come around and join yer institute."
"This isn't about the institute," said Scott, taking a step closer despite the risks of being near a girl who could put him into a coma with one touch, "This is about being alone in a world that sucks. You may think I'm just some agent from the X-men, but I'm another human like you. I may be able to understand things others can't. And if you want, we could talk. You can still hate me if you want, but…"
Scott trailed off, not knowing how else to phrase it. He had no idea what he was doing. This girl was already living with the Brotherhood, but she didn't come off as the kind of person who lived in the world Mystique saw. She was something else altogether and he was curious to find out more.
"Look…I'll leave you alone and so will the others. I promise," said Scott as he reached into his backpack and pulled out a slip of paper, "But if you ever want someone to talk to, call me at this number. It's my private cell number. That way you won't have to talk to anybody else at the institute. Okay?"
Holding out the slip of paper, Rogue debated whether or not to take it. She hesitated in making her choice, but for reasons beyond her comprehension she took it.
"I'll go now," said Scott, backing off, "You can tear it up as soon as I'm gone. Just know that even though you feel like you're alone, there are people out there who understand. You just have to give them a chance."
Scott didn't wait for her to respond. He just smiled at her and turned back to meet up with his friends.
For a moment, Rogue stood motionless looking at the slip of paper with Scott's number on it. There was a trash can less than 10 feet from her. She could easily rip it up and forget this moment ever happened. That way she could go back to being alone and isolated. But in the back of her mind, she knew that's not what she wanted. Pretty boy or not, his words did strike her as someone who just might be worth talking to.
"Ah hell," she sighed, putting the paper in her pocket, "Guess it couldn't hurt."
Up next: Rogue debates whether or not to take Scott up on his offer.


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Long Term Recovery Group Meets Again
It's been seven weeks since Superstorm Sandy hit and progress continues to be made in Ocean County's cleanup.
The Ocean County Long Term Recovery Committee met for the fourth time on Monday. They now have a stronger group with a set of well defined goals and a special executive leadership board.
The group, made up of non-profits, faith-based organizations and volunteers met in Toms River at their usual location – the Elks Lodge on Washington Street. The goal of the group is to make the process of restoring the shore and the lives of everyone affected, easier and more streamlined. According to figures, Ocean County was the hardest hit in the state during Sandy and the cleanup and recovery is estimated to take anywhere from three to five years.
Ted Gooding of Ocean Inc. is the chairman of the group. He says "we are working closely with all of our partners through this difficult recovery. It won't be a short term deal. This is something that will be with us for a while. We are thrilled with the response from everyone."
Gooding explains "time, patience, good communication and a strategy are all elements that make up our committee." The members broke off into small units ranging from fundraising to construction management. There's also a public affairs component as well as volunteer services management.
The group will be meeting after the holidays to discuss additional ways to help the public and ways they can reach those who need to find permanent housing.


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Mango-Ginger Smoothie
Add the nonfat milk powder to load this smoothie with calcium. Starting with frozen mango chunks creates a thicker icy drink.
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Mango-Ginger Smoothie
- In a blender combine mango chunks, pineapple, yogurt, milk, milk powder (if using), honey, and ginger. Cover and blend until smooth. Makes 4 (6-ounce) servings.
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If you cannot find packaged frozen mango chunks, seed, peel and cut 2 mangoes into chunks. Place on a waxed paper-lined baking sheet. Cover and freeze 2 hours or until firm.
Nutrition Facts (Mango-Ginger Smoothie)
- Per serving:
- 142 kcal cal.,
- 1 g fat
- (1 g sat. fat,
- 0 g polyunsaturated fat,
- 0 g monounsatured fat),
- 3 mg chol.,
- 45 mg sodium,
- 32 g carb.,
- 0 g fiber,
- 29 g sugar,
- 4 g pro.
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Alright, this is my first Top Gun Fanfiction ever and by now I am not completely sure where I am going to take it since the idea just popped into my head and of course it's generally about Iceman, due to me completely adoring him. So let's wait and see if somebody is interested. Sadly I don't own any of the characters and it's all just my personal imagination. I guess that's it, so have fun reading it. Reviews are very welcome.
Come Close To Perfection
Lt. Tom Kazansky was the living, breathing proof that God wasn't fair. There was no other explanation than God being unfair, or he was trying to show off. No matter what you prefer it all came down to Tom Kazansky being perfect.
Optically, that's it. Handsome features, a perfectly shaped and trained body, blonde hair, clear eyes, a dazzling smile, damn it even his teeth were white enough to blind the hostile pilots so they'd crash and burn. One could think such beaming beauty would be enough, but no, Tom fucking Kazansky was also gifted with an incredibly sharp mind and the contemptible ability to be the best in whatever he did.
And last but not least Tom Kazansky knew all of this. He knew that he was the best, he knew he was gorgeous and he wanted everything to stay just like that. Perfection, he wanted to be that, he wanted to symbolize it, he wanted his picture next to the definition of that term in the dictionary. Unfortunately Tom Kazansky never considered himself or anything he did as perfect and that's why he kept trying and trying, pushing and pushing, driving all the others crazy because he made them look bad and still wasn't content with his own achievements.
And still everybody loved the Iceman. He was a cool guy after all, fun to hang around with, nice to look at, easy to talk with…Iceman was the prom king. No, he would be the prom king if there wasn't one thing, the coldness. He needed to be cold, needed to keep a certain distance to everything, so he analyse it, study it. The Iceman was farouche, but that only made him more attracting.
Maverick almost jumped out of his skin when someone spoke up to him, sounding rather annoyed and impatient. Looking up Maverick faced Charlie who was looking at him reproachfully.
"Lieutenant, I just asked you a question and I would be very delighted to hear an answer." Charlie cleared her throat, adjusting her glasses.
Maverick let his gaze drift off to Goose for a second, searching for help, but it turned out to be in vain. "Sorry, Ma'am. I guess I was lost in thought for a second…" Maverick mumbled and fought down the lump rising up in his throat. Normally he wouldn't care to get caught not paying attention during class, but right now he was feeling embarrassed because of the stuff he had been thinking about.
"I see. I guess that answers my question if my deliberations are boring you so much that you don't feel the need for paying attention." Charlie narrowed her eyes for a second at him and a general chuckle spread in the rows behind Maverick.
"Sorry, Ma'am." Maverick repeated himself and put on a guilty expression until Charlie looked away again and continued her lectures. Releasing an almost inaudible sigh Maverick slumped back in his chair and let his head slightly fall to the side what turned out to be a mistake. Iceman, who was sitting on the other side of room, was now in his field of vision. As usual he was twirling a pen with the fingers of his right and watching Charlie carefully. And as usual Ice noticed when he was being stared at. He turned his face to Maverick, found him watching him, sent him a short grin that said 'You can't help but fucking everything up, can you?' and then he simply turned back to Charlie.
"Jerk…" The word escaped Maverick's lips so quietly he almost couldn't make it out himself.
"Mav…" Goose was whispering to him about a minute later. "What's up with you, man? After that disaster at the Officer's Club you can't afford pissing her off."
The thought crossed Maverick's mind to tell Goose that it'd be better than if she didn't notice him not paying attention again, but the truth was he didn't give a crap. "I know…I was just thinking…"
"Yeah, that was obvious. What about?"
"Kazansky." Maverick spat that name out as if it was hurting his tongue to say it.
"Ice? What has he done now?"
"Just can't believe he's still in the lead…That isn't right." Maverick whispered, checking out of the corner of an eye that Charlie wouldn't watch him.
"Yet, he has been in the lead yet. You know we're going to win. Don't rack your brains out about Kazansky. It would just make him happy that it bothers you so much being in second place behind him. And the last thing we want is making Iceman happy, isn't it? After all he could melt…"
Maverick had to swallow a soft chuckle and nodded. Goose was right, Ice wasn't worth thinking about. Sooner of later they would beat him anyway and it would turn out that Tom 'Iceman' Kazansky wasn't perfect after all. And that would be a very happy day for Maverick.
After what felt like an eternity class was finally over and all the guys were getting up from their seats, leaving the room. Automatically Maverick turned around watching Ice and Slider leaving together, feeling slightly surprised that Ice hadn't commented his little lapse. He didn't say anything at all, or even looked at him. Probably not important enough to be visible on Ice's radar. Stupid, arrogant, self-centred son of a bitch.
"We're going to fuck him up today, right?" Maverick muttered to Goose while finally standing up himself.
"Who?" Goose looked confused and Maverick let out a sigh. "Kazansky, who else? We're gonna win today and give him a taste of his own medicine. No points for second place, remember?"
"Oh yeah, right. Absolutely. But to be able to do that we need to get outta here first. Come on, Mav, move, unless you decide to strike roots here."
"Yeah, yeah. I'm coming." Maverick muttered under his breath, pushing all thoughts away how unfair this whole…Iceman situation was. After all nobody was perfect, right?


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oooclll: Apple, B&N, Kobo etc... control everything from cloud storage to the front-end component. It is my understanding that their synchronisation systems work only for purchased books.
Achieving the same level of functionality is much, much more difficult using Dropbox APIs only. I will investigate this idea and see if I can come up with something.
I can understand that it is much harder to do when you don't control the cloud storage directly. If all users were like me I can tell you that it would be worth the effort if it were possible to implement. Who knows what other users are like though :-/. I can say however that I tired to get my two siblings to adopt Marvin (they use the Kindle app) but they are having a hard time swallowing the need to manually manage their books. Though in the end the subject/tag will do it for them I think. 100s of un categorizable books is their major headache with the Kindle (I don't get why they implement it on the Kindle hardware but not on the iPad app, oh well)
Is the Dropbox API somewhat as expressive as say a local OS filesystem API? In which case it should be feasible at least... Either way, as a fellow software engineer, I know that synchronization is tough and dirty job. I hope you end up finding it worth your time though.
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