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Alright, so after my first piece with Mr. Embok, I decided to do a few more. All are in relatively the same style, which I'm liking very much. [Note: all links contain quite large files, though they have been converted to .jpg for reduced size]
First off is Ketan, another BZPRPG character. Known by some as Greed, and leader of the "Toa Arete" who are currently protecting Ga-Koro. Well, they say that they're protecting the village. >:]
Next two are random Toa. No real story or anything, I just wanted something to draw. First is a Toa of Iron with some glowing sword. Or something. Don't know what his Mask is, so whatever works.
And this one's a Pakari Nuva-wearing Toa of Fire. His lower body isn't there because... it's obscured by intense out-of-focus flames. Yeah.
This one here is actually a recolor of one of my older works, Toa of Ice Kethrye, which I wasn't entirely satisfied with. I'm happy with it colored in this new style, but the drawing itself could use some work... Still, he's running throught a blizzard, so it's okay.
And this last one is one of my own characters for the Loophole RPG. He doesn't have a name yet, and not much is known about him. Well, besides the fact I used him once to dish out some Staff Hurt. Yes, he is a Toa of Air. Yes, that is a Vahi. Yes, he is from the future.
And that's it. C & C greatly appreciated.

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Crab grass is generally less than 18 inches tall, allowing bobwhites to eat seeds right off the plant. Growth form may be upright or prostrate.
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Though tiny, crab grass seeds are frequently eaten by bobwhites. (scale divisions = 1mm)
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Crab grass seed heads consist of several thin spikes.
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In the collar region, note the small, membranous ligule and the hairy leaf blades.
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This group of annual grasses is common in disturbed areas throughout much of the Midwest. Native to Europe, they are most often perceived as weeds in fields and pastures. Crab grass generally grows no more than 2 feet tall. Seed stalks spread from a central point, much like the fingers on a hand.
Often found in disturbed areas, crab grass tends to indicate early successional vegetation, and thus good quail habitat. Note, however, that late spring disturbance may result in a crab grass response heavy enough to displace other beneficial or desired plants. Bobwhites commonly consume crab grass seeds.
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By Christina Maslach, Michael P. Leiter, published on September 1, 1999 - last reviewed on June 9, 2016
Conventional wisdom blames your work burnout on your own shortcomings. But research proves otherwise. Here are six ways to turn your daily grind into the total job joy you crave.
Julie was known as an outstanding eighth-grade teacher. Students loved her, parents called to get their child enrolled in her class, and the principal rated her as one of the best. But one day she lost it, shouting at a demanding parent who came to her classroom.
"The parent said, 'My child is screwed up and it's all your fault'—as though the parents have nothing to do with how their child turns out!" she fumed.
Julie decided to quit. But her decision—and her temper—did not come out of the blue. She had been growing less and less patient with everyday activities like spending extra time helping a struggling child or responding to complaints from parents. "I just can't take it anymore," she said. "Why am I busting my butt here? I just want to go somewhere else and have a life."
Burnout is a serious problem in today's workplace: Companies everywhere are downsizing, outsourcing and restructuring, leaving workers at all levels feeling stressed, insecure, misunderstood, undervalued and alienated. The cost of unhappy workers is high—both for employees and organizations—because burned-out employees do the bare minimum instead of their very best.
Higher-ups in the corporate world would have you believe that burnout is your fault. They say, "These people are incompetent," or "They've just got an attitude problem."
Our data argue otherwise. For the past 20 years, we have been the pioneering researchers on burnout, surveying thousands of workers and interviewing hundreds more in many different occupations across North America and Europe. For these surveys, we created the Maslach Burnout Inventory—now the standard research measure in the burnout field—to understand how people feel about their work, their workplace and the individuals they deal with on the job.
Statistical analysis of the surveys led us to conclude that burnout is not a problem of people but mostly of the places in which they work. When the workplace does not recognize the human side of work or demands superhuman efforts, people feel overloaded, frustrated and well, burned out. Self-improvement alone will not beat it.
If you're feeling dragged down by your job, take a long hard look at how you might be able to work with your employer to create a workplace that fits and supports you. Just as chairs, keyboards and telephones are constantly redesigned to prevent injuries and disability, so can the social and psychological aspects of work be modified to prevent burnout. Studies show that workers who actively address problems in the work environment report less burnout than colleagues who take a more passive approach to organizational problems.
Our research points to six key areas for any employee's happiness: a manageable workload, a sense of control, the opportunity for rewards, a feeling of community, faith in the fairness of the workplace and shared values. When these are in place, you'll feel buoyed, not burned, by your job. And if you're already whistling while you work, these guidelines will help keep it that way.
Burn Out: Too much work, too little time and too few resources make you feel overwhelmed and stretched beyond capacity.
Stay Cool: Workload is manageable, enabling you to meet the demands of the job and even extend yourself to meet new challenges.
This Job Is Eating Me Alive
Paul Beretti was a physician at Orthocare,(*) an orthopedic care facility with 35 physicians and 350 staff members. The center was about to receive more money—and with it, a heavier workload. But people were already exhausted and irritable. "I'm going to work before the sun is up and leaving way after it's set," complained one of the center's staff. "My boss wants to know why I wasn't able to return all of my calls. But I'm getting over 100 calls a day! I feel like the job is eating me alive."
Paul went to the center's management with his concerns. He also started a discussion group on management issues and brought in outside experts for advice. Instead of anxiously anticipating how he was going to cope, Paul took steps to stop burnout in its tracks.
Burn Out: Rigid policies or a chaotic office environment prevent you from following through on your projects and leave you floundering.
Stay Cool: You have the opportunity to make decisions, solve problems and determine the outcome of the projects for which you're accountable.
I'm Not A Stupid Idiot!
Janet Moran was frustrated because her bosses at Digitek, a software development corporation, were micromanaging her work. "Supposedly I was hired for my smarts—so why can't I use them?" she groused. "I'm not a stupid idiot. Trust me—if you give me the right information, I can make good decisions."
Janet took action: She developed a specific plan for how workers could be more independent while management could still keep tabs on what was going on. Her plan struck a chord with the other managers, and together, the group convinced the micromanaging bosses that their staff would be more productive and happier—if they agreed to the changes. Janet felt empowered by the acceptance of her proposal, and this increased both her involvement and satisfaction with her job.
Burn Out: Maybe your pay is low, or perhaps you never hear a word of praise, leaving you thinking your work isn't valued. You feel unhappy and resentful.
Stay Cool: You take pride in your work when you are well paid, and when the work seems important and valuable to others.
No One Ever Says 'Good Job!'
After the abrupt departure of his work partner, Charles Poling worked night and day for 11 months, not only completing his own projects, but the ones that his partner had left hanging as well. No one seemed to notice and there was no talk of a bonus or pay raise.
Charles got up the courage to talk with the other project managers and the company's owner. They worked out a system of bonuses and also began talking about how project managers could keep each other posted on their initiatives. It turned out that one major reason no one ever said "good job" was that they rarely knew what was going on in other departments! They also discovered that Charles and his colleagues were willing to continue putting in extraordinary efforts if they felt informed, acknowledged and had a shared stake in the enterprise.
Burn Out: Tensions with others on the job make you feel frustrated, angry, fearful, anxious, disrespectful and suspicious. Community also evaporates when you are physically or socially isolated from colleagues.
Stay Cool: You share ideas, praise and humor with people you like and respect. There is greater cohesiveness, team spirit and support.
There's No Team Spirit Here!
When Russell Assurance Group, an insurance company, was downsizing, rumors of a merger were flying. Betsy Lobell noticed a general breakdown of trust, marked by gossip and political intrigue. "There's no team spirit here," she said. "There's not much communication about what's happening to the company, so people are left to draw their own conclusions, which tend to be pretty cynical."
Betsy couldn't do much about the future of Russell Assurance Group, but she decided to try to improve her own department's morale. At the next meeting, Betsy shared the information she had collected on team-building. Her proposal elicited mixed reactions at first, but eventually people agreed to give it a try—a step in the right direction.
Burn Out: Perhaps your office loads the work on some and the pay on others; maybe the company mishandles evaluations and promotions; or maybe some get their grievances heard easily while other people's are ignored. Whatever the imbalance, you are left feeling distrustful, disloyal and cynical.
Stay Cool: Respect and justice in your office confirms your worth as a person. Mutual respect between co-workers is at the heart of any sense of community.
Favoritism rules!
St. Bartholomew's Hospital gave its staff a survey, the results of which sent management a strong message: "Favoritism rules!" Everyone expressed anger and disappointment with the way the hospital hired managers and rewarded good performance. As Joel Meckler, a staff member, put it, "Sometimes I think the metric is 'butt-in-chair,' rather than effective performance. Or maybe they are 'loyalty awards.'" As far as management was concerned, this attitude was a big problem: Since staff didn't believe the selection process was fair, they also lacked confidence in those selected.
In response to the survey results, Joel and several other staff members volunteered to serve on a task force with a mandate to design a more merit-based system of rewards. The hospital also revamped the way it filled supervisory and management positions. When the hospital repeated the survey two years later, no one complained about favoritism.
Burn Out: Sometimes a job can lead employees to do things that are unethical or that clash with their personal values (for example, to lie in order to make a sale). Sometimes you may get caught between conflicting values, as when the organization does not practice what it preaches. In either case, you feel bad about yourself and what the job is driving you to do.
Stay Cool: When your work is meaningful to you and is consistent with your personal principles, you are more likely to take great pride and satisfaction in your accomplishments.
They Say You Can't Fail!
At FBX Inc., a manufacturing company, employees always felt caught between contradictory values. As Gaff Weber said: "They say they want you to be creative and take risks, but then they say you can't fail! The mantra around here is 'better, faster, cheaper,' but you can't do all three, so then what? Now the company is preaching about 'having a balance between work and family,' but they're not changing the work demands or the leave policy or anything, so the whole balance thing is a joke."
Eventually Gail and a group of employees complained to management, making sure to include the "Boy Scouts" who work hard and never complain. In response, the company made its priorities clear: The economic bottom line of cheaper took precedence, but a small part of the budget was allocated to risky new projects. As for Gail's complaint that she wasn't able to balance work and family, the company created a policy to limit required overtime.
Try as you may, of course, there may be a time when all your efforts do nothing to improve your job. At that point, you'll have to decide whether to stay or move on. Whatever you choose, it is helpful to use these six areas as guideposts for assessing your fit with the job. The better the match, the more likely you are to be happy and avoid burnout. And the more engaged you are with the job, the better you will be at it. With patience and persistence—and attention to the burnout factors—you can take big steps toward creating a healthier and more humane workplace.
(*) Some names have been changed for confidentiality.


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Milford, NH — Mitt Romney looked to get his small town swerve on Friday, returning to the same sprawling farm where he launched his campaign just over a year ago and then dishing out ice cream to supporters who had come to see him speak in a quaint town square - all as part on effort to address the economic concerns of the small town voters that make up the party's base.
But it wasn't all smooth sailing for the presumptive GOP nominee, whose foray into the Granite state was somewhat overshadowed by President Obama's announcement that he'd stop deporting most illegal immigrant students and young adults - forcing the former Massachusetts governor to weigh in on a thorny issue that threatens to complicate his efforts to reach out to another important slice of the electorate, Latino voters.
"I believe the status of young people who come here through no fault of their own is an important matter to be considered, and should be solved on a long term basis so they know what their future would be in this country," Mr. Romney told reporters, hours after the president's announcement.
Welcome to the opening day of the presumptive GOP nominee's first traditional campaign trip of the general election - a jaunt that not only underscores the crucial role that both the Granite State and rural voters could play in the election, but also the unpredictable nature of presidential politics.
With his wife Ann at his side, Mr. Romney stuck with the same basic message that powered him to victory in the bruising Republican primary, telling crowds that while Mr. Obama has weakened the nation's economy, he is ready to strengthen it.
"Every day our campaign grows as more and more Americans realize that we don't have to settle for these years of disappointment and decline," the former Massachusetts governor told the hundreds gathered to see him at the farm. "America can do better – and with your help, we will. Together, we're going to take this campaign all way to the White House."
From there, he hit the road, traveling to a rally in nearby Milford, where he rolled into town as a jazz band played a rendition of "Yankee Doodle Dandy" from beneath a gazebo - and closed out the day by responding to the administration's immigration decision.
The back-to-back events marked the beginning of a five-day foray into small towns in six states that Mr. Obama captured in 2008 and that are considered key battlegrounds in the November election.
Ford O'Connell, a GOP strategist who served as the rural outreach director for Sen. John McCain's 2008 president campaign, said that the Romney camp is likely well aware that voters in these small towns could very well make or break his dream of becoming the 45th president of the United States.
"It is the rural vote that could put him over the top," Mr. O'Connell said. "He is going to win it, it os just a question of by how much."
With small towns feeling the economic crunch more than their suburban cousins, Mr. O'Connell said he thinks there is an avenue for Mr. Romney to rack up something close to the 19 percentage point margin that George W. Bush enjoyed in his successful 2004 re-election bid.
Mr. Obama, meanwhile, would like to see something like the results of his 2008 campaign, where he kept Mr. McCain's margin of victory among rural voters to 8 percent points - and dominated in urban areas.
Mr. Romney's bus tour - which actually does include several flights - will take him into the Rust Belt states of Pennsylvania and Ohio and then further into the Midwest, where he has campaign stops planned in Wisconsin, Iowa and Michigan.
Mr. Romney said Friday that it is the people living in these small pockets of American who comprise the the nation's backbone and who feel more alienated than ever from the politics of Washington.
"The federal establishment has never seemed so hostile or remote – so disconnected from economic reality, and yet so willing to use restrictions and regulations, taxes and fines, commissions and czars to direct our daily lives," Mr. Romney said, later offering up an explanation as to why he the slogan "Every Town Counts" is wrapped around his hulking campaign bus.
"Every town counts because the families who have lost a job, faced a foreclosure, or been forced to spend the money they were saving for college just to make ends meet are not statistics - They are our fellow Americans," he said.
Freshman Sen. Kelly Ayotte of New Hampshire and former Minnesota Gov. Tim Pawlenty introduced the governor at his two stops. Over the next five days, Mr. Romney plans to share a burger with House Speaker John Boehner in Ohio, and campaign alongside a pair of Wisconsinites - Rep. Paul Ryan, House budget committee chair, and Gov. Scott Walker, whose political star is soaring after he beat back Democrats efforts to recall him.
This leg of his trip comes a day after Mr. Obama tried to hit the reset button on his re-election campaign with a speech in Cleveland, where he said the election will determine the long-term trajectory of the economy. Casting himself as a champion of the middle class, Mr. Obama warned that Mr. Romney plans to circle back to the same sort of Bush-era policies that created the nation's economic woes.
Mr. Obama has struggled in recent weeks to stem the flow of bad press that has snowballed since the latest jobs report showed the country added a disappointing 69,000 jobs last month and the unemployment rate ticked up the 8.2 percent. Mr. Romney and the Republican National Committee also raised more money than him and nation Democrats last month. To top it off, Mr. Obama handed Republicans a fat political target to train their fire at last week after he suggested the private sector is "doing just fine."
Mr. Romney once again seized on those comments Friday to paint Mr. Obama as being out of touch with what is happening in the economy. And he panned the president's roughly hour-long speech Thursday in Ohio, describing it as "a very … long … speech."
"You might have thought that it would be a moment when he would acknowledge his policy mistakes and suggest a new course. But no. He promised four more years, of more of the same. Four. More. Very. Long. Years," he said. "That's really the divide in this race. The President thinks we're on the right track and his policies are working. And I…I believe with all my heart that we can — that we must — do better!"
As Mr. Romney spoke at the farm, the political divide was clearly spelled out in the skies above him, where two airplanes flew overhead with dueling message - one towing a banner that read "Romney for President - 2012" and another towing a banner that read "Romney's Every Millionaire Counts Tour."
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Weaker investment banking and trading, and a loss in its private equity division contributed to a 4 per cent fall in profits at JP Morgan Chase.
Kicking off Wall Street's third-quarter reporting season, the New York bank said profits had fallen from $4.4 billion (£2.8 billion) last year to $4.3 billion. Revenue was flat at $24.4 billion. The results were ahead of analysts' expectations but down on the previous quarter.
In uncharacteristically downbeat comments, Jamie Dimon, the bank's chief executive, described the results as merely "reasonable" and assured investors that "we are being extremely cautious while navigating through this challenging economic environment".
Although fees from investment banking fell 31 per cent to $1 billion, Mr Dimon expressed some relief that the business maintained its No.…


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Are you being taunted by the sneering pigs? Does the Bluebird of Happiness never seem to come your way? Then you -like I – are an Angry Bird addict and responsible for the infuriating entertainment becoming the world's most popular game, topping half a billion downloads.
Just how deep is the addiction to flinging birds to destroy the homes of pigs, apes and other snide animals? Massive, says Rovio, the evil geniuses behind what has become an Angry Bird Empire. As of now, fans have played 200,000 years of Angry Birds at an average of 300 million minutes each day. Some 400 billion birds have been sacrificed in the name of obtaining more than 44 billion stars.
"This is a fantastic landmark achievement for us, and we're extremely delighted to see such an incredible amount of people enjoying our games," says Mikeal Hed, Rovio CEO. But it's not so much enjoyment as addiction, Mike. I've flung through all the titles – Angry Birds, Angry Birds Seasons and Angry Birds Rio – to the point where my wife sends me out of the room when she hears the hypnotic background music.
And if you are reading this while wearing your Angry Birds t-shirt, you are just the tip of Rovio's very lucrative merchandizing bonanza – everyone wants a piece of the Birds. Along with being on the iPad, iPhone and Mac, the games have made it to the PC and even Nokia. The company has sold more than 10 million Angry Birds toys – just in case you don't have a plush red bird for you office.
You can't even escape Angry Birds on television. The company's new Helsinki-based animation studio is churning out cartoons. And if you had any time for reading, drop Steven King for a real killer: Angry Birds in print. All that's left is an Angry Birds theme park. If one ever materializes, sign me up.


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I've had the iPad for seven months now and its been quite a love/annoy relationship during that time. I originally wrote a post where I took the iPad, and only the iPad, with me on a four day business trip. It was not a great experience but that was mostly because I've learned that the iPad is not a replacement for your laptop.
So I thought I'd post what I've learned and see if anyone else has had the same or different experiences.
What the iPad IS good for:
– Being on a plane (or a boat). The size and battery life is amazing for this type of travel.
– Reading email. Not writing, but reading.
– Watching video from your lap.
– Keeping your kids occupied and even educating them. My kids LOVE the iPad, to the point when I traveled recently my oldest, instead of saying, "I'm gonna miss you, dad" he said "You aren't taking the iPad with you again are you???". Yeah, kinda hurts. We do have a rule in our house that the kids have to spend 10 minutes using one of the education apps (spelling, numbers, etc.) before they can play one of the games.
– Reading a book, newspaper, magazine, etc. It will completely redefine how you consume "printed" content.
– Being connected at all times. Which means you need the 3G one. I've had both, but being in the car and (not while driving of course!) being able to pull up traffic, or weather, or check Facebook, that's a huge plus. I mostly use this feature while in a non-Engauge office where I can't get on wifi or at an airport. Being always connected is huge.
What the iPad IS NOT good for:
– Replacing your notebook. Forget it, it's not ready.
– Writing email. It's a pain to write long emails and the folder and file management system isn't the same as on your computer so that's a hassle. You can do it, but its a hassle.
– Finishing blog posts. You can write them, but adding images, links, etc., is a pain. Maybe when multitasking is made possible with the OS this will get better, but today its too cumbersome of a process and in some cases impossible.
– Taking notes during a meeting. Ok, its decent at this, but here's a list of reasons why I'm not loving taking notes with the iPad.
– Your lower back. Basically, if you want to use this device for work, plan on adding a pound and a half to your laptop bag. Might not seem like much, but it adds up over time, plus it makes your bag more bulky. You could only take the iPad back and forth but if you needed to access your files on your work computer you might be screwed.
– Syncing files. This part of the experience really needs to be improved. I basically have to sync to my iTunes account to pull photos/video/etc. onto the iPad. People can't pass files from one iPad to the next for instance. And if I'm not near the computer with my iTunes account, I'm pretty much screwed.
So my synopsis at this point is, if you travel a bunch and/or have a family, you'll probably love the iPad. Or if you're a total geek and/or an Apple Fanboy like me. It's best suited for a weeknights and weekend content consumer and if that's what you expect going in, you'll love it. If you think it will replace your laptop, you will be wildly disappointed.


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What's Yummy This Week — YumSugar Weekly Recap
- PartySugar sits down with superchef Thomas Keller for an exclusive interview.
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- PartySugar reinvented nachos yet again with inspiration from some leftover coleslaw.
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the men sit down to talk about shoes. what are these new-fangled contraptions?
well you see, they slide on, just like thissss....
what do you think little buddy?
let's fasten the velcro so they don't fall off!
annnnnddd.... down. giving these babies a test run.
he was intrigued! probably because we never make him wear socks,
kicking the rubber around. he still doesn't walk on his own, but boy does he
first shoes, oh sigh.
well mama, the jury's in. i think i like them.
...but i better go test them out some more.
these would be a lot more fun if they would fit in my mouth, i'm just sayin.


text: MEMPHIS, Tenn. (AP) -- The Denver Nuggets were healthy enough to beat the injury-depleted Memphis Grizzlies. Missing injured leading scorer Nick Van Exel and Antonio McDyess, the Nuggets used 23 points, nine rebounds and five blocked shots by Raef LaFrentz and a 19-2 run in the fourth quarter to beat the Grizzlies 100-85 Thursday night. Memphis was missing injured point guards Jason Williams and Brevin Knight, and was without Rodney Buford, suspended by the NBA for five games for violation of the league's anti-drug policy. "Both of us are injured," Denver coach Mike Evans said. "We have got some key people out, and they are struggling to get some of their people back. ... We were just the fortunate ones." Denver led 71-70 at the start of the fourth quarter and used the run to put the game out of reach. Voshon Lenard scored seven in the surge, and George McCloud added a pair of 3-pointers as the Nuggets dealt Memphis its sixth loss in seven games. Avery Johnson and McCloud each scored 16 for Denver. Johnson added 11 assists, and Lenard finished with 13 points. Tariq Abdul-Wahad scored 12 points and had four steals. "We had a little bit of trouble at the beginning of the fourth quarter, but we really tried to key in on our shooters," LaFrentz said. "Tariq did a good job of creating turnovers. It was a game of runs." Lorenzen Wright, sidelined 33 games by a broken bone below his knee, scored 20 points for the Grizzlies in his first game since Dec. 3. Pau Gasol had 19 points and 11 rebounds, and Shane Battier scored 13. Denver erased an 11-point deficit in the second quarter by scoring the final 14 points of the first half. The Nuggets led 47-44 at the break. LaFrentz finished with 16 first-half points, including 10 in the opening quarter. Wright, activated before the game, made his first five shots and scored 12 points in eight minutes of the first quarter. Gasol scored 11 in the first half. "Everything was falling for me," Wright said. "My shots went in, and I got passes where I wanted them. I didn't expect to do as well as I did. I thought I would play some defense, and then sit out for the rest of the game." Memphis led 74-73 early in the fourth before Denver broke the game open with its run. "Defensively, we played poorly," Memphis coach Sidney Lowe said. "We left guys open, and we forgot what strengths we had in our players."


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@aussie Dammit, I made this pony-tweet two weeks ago, and after days of plan-changing and procrastinating, all I have is a minute and a half of the 5 or 6 minutes I plan on having. AND THAT MINUTE AND A HALF IS STILL UNFINISHED DHDHSAKALDJ. I would show what I currently have, but I fear it would rape all your ears. :(


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Would you do this on your 'Special Day?' Nine couples did, they exchanged vows au naturel in Negril, Jamaica.
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Candied Pomelo Rind
The thick skin of pomelo is ideal for candied rind which turns out beautifully soft and luscious.
pomelo rind
First wash the fruit well, scrubbing at any patches of stubborn soil on
the skin. Peeling a pomelo is not as effortless as peeling a mandarin
or orange; the thick pith requires a special technique as it is firmly
attached to the large segments. With the point of a sharp knife cut
lines from stem end downwards, the lines meeting at top and bottom of
the fruit but about 5 cm (2 in) apart around the middle. Prise one
section of rind loose and it will then be somewhat easier to remove the
remaining sections.
Cut into thick strips and drop into a pan of boiling water. Bring to the boil, simmer for 5 minutes and drain. Repeat with fresh water 3 times to get rid of excess bitterness. (If using the pink variety of pomelo, do not be surprised if the pith which is white when raw, develops a pink colour when it is cooked.) Allow the rind to cool and squeeze out as much water as possible. Measure the peel and for each cup allow 1/2 cup sugar and 1/4 cup water. Don't attempt to cook more than about 3 cups of peel at one time. In a heavy pan dissolve sugar in water to make a thick syrup.
Add the peel, and simmer until the peel is soft and translucent and all the syrup absorbed. Stir from time to time, ensuring that all the pieces have a turn at being immersed in the syrup and that the sugar does not caramelise. Allow to cool and for better keeping quality place on a wire rack and dry in a cool oven, 90 degrees C (190 degrees F), and preferably fan-forced, for 40 minutes. This should make the pieces of peel drier. Avoid leaving them in the oven too long or on too high a temperature or the outer skin will become tough and leathery. Allow them to retain sufficient moisture to hold a coating of sugar and roll the pieces in caster sugar. Can be stored airtight for 2-3 weeks.
Recipe excerpted from Encyclopedia of Asian Food by Charmaine Solomon (Periplus Editions, 1998)


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Another very good episode. The 3 car roadtest was done very well, Studio segments were good, I even watched both SIARPC and liked them. Putting the E63 in a comparrison with a Camaro ... at first I was gonna complain about this, but the sheer stupidity behind even atempting a comparrison made me laugh half the review. That really was "ambitious but rubbish" on purpose - failing to review and compare ... but winning with stunning sound and visuals. The news were pretty good too.
In comparrison with last week it didn´t have that much moments in wich I had to start laughing loud ... but on a more "normal" level with less cocking about, I think this one worked bloddy well. 9/10
I have to say, Series wise ... what (I think it was) Wilman wrote in the blog (or was it an interview?) about cutting back on the scripted stuff and going back to a more natural feel even at the risk of some jokes not being A-grade, really pays off. These two last episodes beat every episode of last series (the excellent special not included) out of the water. After a bit of a decline from my ideal "TopGear Flavor" in the last years, this is starting to look promising.


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These Life Mom poems are examples of Life poems about Mom. These are the best examples of Life Mom poems written by international PoetrySoup poets
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Running barefoot through the open field
No worries, enjoying what the day will yield
Free spirit, given free reign to roam the town
Sun up to sun down, laughter all around
Dreading Mom's dinner bell, such a sad sound
Knowing the day was over and we had to settle down
Mom was a special lady, such compassion and care
Whenever something was wrong, she was always there
She was a mother, doctor, taxi, chef, she deserves applause
Looking back, I didn't realize how good it really was
Nurturing us from the time we were so were small
Just kids, wild and carefree, Mom took care of it all
The times have changed, we are off on our own
No longer able to do life's daily chores all alone
Mom needs nuturing as she is now on the decline
Time to give a helping hand, time to shine
Copyright © Tim Smith | Year Posted 2014
There you are being conceived in your mother's womb.
Before you know it you will be born in this world
real soon.
As you develop; you start to move around. You take in
your first food as your mom gobbles it down.
Your ears start to develop; behold now you can hear!
You start to move around as the sounds you hear are
You look around to only darkness. So you yawn and fall
asleep. Look at those precious toes that are taking
shape on your little feet!
You hear your mother talking and you react to her voice.
You start to kick. You start to coo. It seems to make
you rejoice.
I can hear the sound of your heart beat, and at hearing
it I fall in love. I take a moment to see what is now
going on in heaven above.
Yah smiles down upon you as a precious baby is starting
to take shape. Everything seems good so far, but hold up
A pain hits you hard. You're wondering what's the
commotion. You don't even know it, but your mom
is now having an abortion.
You don't deserve this. You're a precious baby. To be
born is the Father's will. But you don't even know it,
because now you are being killed.
The pain is killing you...unbearable pain, but what can
you do. It hurts too much to say this is what your mom
thinks of you.
Some think they know better, but your life began at
conception. Why do some think otherwise? Is it because
they fell victim to the devil's deception?
Look at you torn to pieces. I'm crying at the sight
of you. But it's a relief to your mother, she sees a
different point of view.
Another child dead. Another life gone. I can't control
my emotion. A precious gift from above is now the victim
of another abortion.
Copyright © Jarid Miller | Year Posted 2010
We lost more than just a Dad that day
We lost half of how we came to be
We lost we four girls first love
We lost our Best Friend
We lost more than just a Dad that day
Our Mom lost her Soul Mate, Her other half
Our children lost their Papaw
We lost our family's foundation
We lost the glue that held us together
We lost more than just a Dad that day
We lost the Strongest man we ever knew
We lost the man we looked up too
We lost we four girls Teacher of many things
We lost more than just a Dad that day
We four girls lost our Hero
We lost some of our Light
We lost part of our Heart
We lost part of our Soul
We lost more than just a Dad that day
We lost some of our Courage
We lost some of our Strength
We lost some of our will to fight back
We lost some of our will to carry on
We four girls lost more than a Dad
We lost more than just a Dad that day
Copyright © Sabrina Niday Hansel | Year Posted 2013
Every day she comes to visit her,
lifts the spoon to her thin lips.
Quietly she sleeps, silently she weeps.
Life arrested in its waning grip.
Every day she comes with hope
that something in her changes.
Silently she weeps, quietly she sleeps
The memories time rearranges.
Every day she comes and wonders,
will she wake today and speak?
Quietly she sleeps, silently she weeps
An imprisoned mind in body weak.
Every day she comes and touches
the woman like no other.
Silently she weeps, quietly she sleeps.
Maternal daughter, loving mother.
Copyright © James Nichols | Year Posted 2013
Why do I have all these bad thoughts in my head,
the worst one of all is wishing I were dead.
Every morning I wake up the thoughts are still there,
the more I sit and think about them,the more I just don't care.
I have been trying hard,for things to be the way they should,
maybe if I didn't care so much for once in my life I could.
My MOM was always number one in my life,but now that she is gone,
it has been hard for me to be able to move on.
Copyright © Colleen Bono | Year Posted 2010
When I was only five
Heard mommy always's say
Angel keep being naughty and you won't make it to
Entry for Adam Hapworth's
Captcha Acrostic Contest
G.L. All
Copyright © Katherine Stella | Year Posted 2013
1 Billion Rising.
For Men Everywhere.
Stop! Listen! Think! Act!
Stop the abuse!
Of grand-daughters,
all women.
Listen to the voices!
Of grand-daughters,
all women.
Think of how you treat,
all women.
Act now to change yourself!
Stop! Listen! Think! Act!
The violence,
the abuse,
the rape,
stops when you stop,
the violence,
the abuse,
the rape.
Stop! Listen! Think! Act!
The violence,
the abuse,
the rape,
is perpetrated by,
all men.
Stop! Listen! Think! Act!
The violence,
the abuse,
the rape,
stops when us men stop,
The violence,
the abuse,
the rape,
today, now.
Stop! Listen! Think! Act!
Copyright © Scribbler Of Verses | Year Posted 2013
Mama, I saw you in my dreams..
Your face lit up as I see you...
I remember how you protect me..
I remember how you tuck me as i want to sleep..
I remember how you hold me when i'm sick..
I remember how you smiled when i succeed..
And how you cry each time I'm broken...
Mama, I miss you...
I don't say, i love you much...
But I put it in many ways...
I want you be proud of me...
I want you not be scared of me...
Trust me, I can manage & pass any storm..
Trust me, I'll not give up..
Trust me, I am no child no more
Trust me, I'm putting into actions what you want me to be...
Mama, I wish we shared more hugs...
I wish we had more strolls...
I wish we sang more songs..
I wish we do gardening again..
I wish, I'll make your pastries again...
Mama, my only mama
I love you in thousand ways..
Carrying me nine months carefully...
Please on your birthday..
Be happy and merry...
I am your second daughter..
Who have been loving you better and better...
12:25 pm
note: this poem is made and inspired by my mama, for whom have always been with me all the time and who have never stopped loving me.. thank you ma...
Copyright © Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser | Year Posted 2013
Your mistake, my creation
In truth I am just speck
Flowering obliviously in your gut
Does that mean distraction?
My heart now beats
And I bear fits filled with my future
Waiting to be unleashed to the world unknown,
With my eyes wide shut
I imagine you to try and picture you
I hear you speak, I hear you laugh
Isn't that the perfect lullaby?
My legs kick hard but you try to hide:
One night's extravaganza
All under your T-shirt
Like it's all in a day's work
Don't you want me mommy?
I am the gift you never asked for
But then life is to die for.
How I wish to write to Santa,
Have him deem my innocence
Before he awards me with my gift
I get life for Christmas?
Afford me the chance to be!
I am alive I breath through you.
Copyright © RONNY MADONSELA | Year Posted 2013
My past is a reoccurring nightmare.
This cycle is never broken.
My heart is filled with poison,
So are your veins.
Chains hang off of me as I try to break free.
I have lost myself somewhere within the years.
Age crept up slowly, and I started to see my life;
It was not what I had expected.
With every whisper of 'I love you',
Another crack spread across my delicate soul.
Hardened by the years of abuse;
Nothing can hurt me now.
Stripped from my innocence;
My confidence shattered like broken glass.
There is no escaping this.
I feel alone and unloved.
I was taken off guard,
Your words were a promise of security;
Hope amongst a sea of sorrow.
You were just another lie.
Depression doesn't sum up my pain.
Death would not heal it,
For I have responsibilities;
I have people who need me.
I long for the day that this rotation ends.
I can be loved for being myself.
I will be taken care of.
I will be yours.
Copyright © Alyssa Waters | Year Posted 2013
Dear God, how did You sleep.
I had a dream and it made me weep.
Did You see it, it was so real.
I think it might even help me heal.
Anyway that dream last night
sure was kind of cool.
Except for the times
I acted the fool.
I was a whole lot younger
then I am now.
I was talking with my mom
and I was wondering how?
We sat at the kitchen table
and she had on that grin.
The one that always told me.
I know where you've been.
I could talk to her
about anything I ever did.
Not only when I grew up
But since I was a little kid.
She was the only one
on this whole entire earth.
Who made me feel like I belonged.
Who gave me a sense of worth.
We talked for hours.
We laughed and we cried.
I didn't leave the table
till the day that she died.
It was a roller coaster ride
of every high and low I could feel.
Then Lord You got out the projector
and then You put on the reel.
We watched home movies
and most of it was good.
You would fast forward
those parts that you should.
There was this one scene
where Jesus had a part.
Remember when I asked for Him
to come into my heart?
On a scale of 1 to 10
I would give it a ten.
But there was this one time
I don't remember when??
When I asked for Jesus to come into my heart
He walked right in like He belonged.
But what I didn't know then
was that He walked in with my mom.
Copyright © Allan Granstrom | Year Posted 2009
Nobody knows the pain she hides,
No one cares to look inside.
This little girl that's only nine,
Has to fight to stay alive.
Her mom's an alcoholic,
And her daddy does drugs.
She gets beaten and bruised,
Instead of kisses and hugs.
Nobody hears the little girl's cries,
Nobody notices her wet swelled eyes.
When her mommy is drunk and her daddy is high,
So she doesn't get beaten, she has to hide.
She's sick of the pain,
That she suffers from every night.
She's sick of getting punished,
For her mom and dad's fights.
So, she went downstairs and grabbed a rope,
And hung it way up high.
She stood on a chair and put her head through the noose,
And jumped and hung there to die.
Her mom came home drunk that night,
Her daddy came home high.
To find her hanging by the rope,
To find out she had committed suicide.
Nobody knew the pain she hid,
Nobody cared to look inside.
The little girl that had wet swelled eyes,
Committed suicide and no longer has to fight to stay alive.
Copyright © Ashlee Vargon | Year Posted 2006
He was standing there alone on the bridge
He must have been about twelve years old.
I asked, "What are you doing here, lad?
It's very dark and kind of cold."
"I'm not supposed to be out this late at night
But my mom and dad are having a fight
So I'm on this bridge and I don't know why
Seems like all I do anymore is cry.
You don't know what it's like
To hear the shouting every day
I love my mom and dad
But they say things they shouldn't say
I have a sister and a little brother
And we are only learning how to hurt each other.
If I was granted any wish that I could think of
All I would want is a home filled with love
Maybe my mom and dad could find it in their heart
To forgive each other and make a brand new start
Then our lives would be like they should be
And I could dump these feelings that are haunting me
Thanks, mister for listening to me talk
Can you give me a ride home. I'm afraid to walk
If you hadn't stopped, I wouldn't have seen daylight
You see, I was going to jump off that bridge tonight."
Sometimes a kind word or just listening for a few moments can make a
difference in someone's life.
Copyright © Vince Suzadail Jr. | Year Posted 2006
The nurse ordered her to push, push, push
in her best proper voice
and linen balled in red fists knotted
and sweat falls from red face knotted
while Billy, head first, tugged and yanked by nurse's proper hands,
emerges, gently laid upon the blood soaked sand
motionless in the sulfur haze, almost well-behaved
amongst the rifle clatter and bewildered screams -
get down! get down! get down!
while Billy breathes slowly, undisturbed,
his eyes closed with new mom
gently caressing matted, cark curls,
her fingers, no longer knotted, extended,
Billy's tiny hands and infant fingers
grip the plastic ribbing
around the rifle barrel smeared in stickiness that flows out
from below Billy and onto sand, puddling, his lips chapped and parted,
suckling as new mom exhausted weeps
in relief of two arms and two legs and everything okay
as she holds him, hurting for him,
everything that might happen,
everything that will happen,
and she drifts off to slumber,
mother and child peacefully spent
in soft pretty colors
and the soft murmur of the television as the sedan
with government plates at the curb
and a Marine in dress blues (Oh, God) stands plastic in the doorway
and uses his best proper voice (Oh God, not Billy, Oh God)
to regretfully tell her,
and uses surprised hands to catch her when her legs
regretfully cannot hold her
and she sobs on the floor like a mother who outlived her son,
exhausted as the day Billy was born.
Screw this war.
Copyright © Sean Swain | Year Posted 2006
She was only five and this is what
happened when she was alive
Ser dad was a drunk her mom was an addict
They always kept her locked up in the attic
Her only friend was a toy bear
and it was old and worn with patches of hair
She always talked to it when nobody was around
she layed there and hugged it with not a peep of sound
Until her parents unlocked the door
some more pain she'll have to endore
Bruise on her leg scare on her face
why would she have to be in such a horrible place
She grabs her bear and softly cries
she loves her parents but they want her to die
She sits in the corner quiet but thinking
god why is my life always sinking
Such a bad life for a sad little kid
she got beaten and beaten for anything she did
And then one night her mom came home high
and she got beaten as the hours went by
Then her mom suddenly grabbed for a blade
it was sharp and pointy the one that she made
She thrusted the blade right in her chest
you deserve to die you worthless little pest
The mom walked out leaving the girl slowly dieing
she grabbed hey bear and again started crying
The police showed up at the small little house
and quickly barged in everything quiet as a mouse
One officer slowly opened a door
to find the little girl lieing on the floor
It must have been hard to go thourgh so much harm
but at least she died with her best friend in her arms
A child dies every day from child abuse and if you have an ounce of pity in your
heart for little auorura and you hate child abuse do something about it and let
them know that someone cares about them
Copyright © dillon hunt | Year Posted 2006
Mom, you are my role model
Raising me to a young woman, from a little girl
Step by step, day by day
You've done a great job, in so many ways
When I need someone, you are always there
I never have to doubt that you care
I can always tell you what i'm thinking of
Mom, you have my love
You raised me the best you could
Took care of me like any good mother would
You brought me in this world, guided me through life
Giving me the things every kid needs to survive
You righted me when I was wrong
many times you helped me stay strong
Like many mothers, you've tried your best
And mom, i'd say you passed the test
Raising four girls by yourself
Must have been harder than I could inmagine
But obviously you knew just where to begin
And for that i'll love you to the end.....
Copyright © Amy Cook | Year Posted 2005
A Mother's Love…
How precious is the love
of a mother's heart!
Even as a child… It's there from the start.
A mother's love knows
no boundary or limit.
It's often shown by how
much the mother gives it!
Whether her children are
young or growing old…
And whatever circumstances
in life may unfold…
Her love is continually
a solid foundation…
That can't be removed, torn or shaken.
Her love is what is
a "guiding force…"
Even if her children's lives
stray "off course."
I'm thankful for the love
my mother's given…
It's surely influenced
the way I've been livin'!
To all of our mothers across
our great nation…
May we show them our love
and appreciation!
Their love has stood and
endured the test of time…
I'm so glad that one of them is MINE!
By Jim Pemberton
Copyright © Jim Pemberton | Year Posted 2013
Thank you – Zamreen Zarook
Thank you is a sweet word in the nature,
You may be a guy of adventure,
May be you are a person of agriculture,
What matters is your architecture.
Never forget the people, who guided you,
In no degree neglect who were with you,
Don't ever overlook a creature, who gave a smile to you,
Because, you will meet them above you.
People forget the past due to selfishness,
They have no time to remember their unawareness,
Society, most of the times behave in awfulness,
They will understand when their lives come in to bitterness.
Be a person to thank and remember,
Don't consider them as December,
Because, you might need them in November,
So, always be as a good subscriber.
Copyright © Zamreen Zarook | Year Posted 2013
Every heartbeat is bestowed upon,
Compassion embraces a child eternally
That uplifts a child's soul in isolation in every way.
Copyright © Bhavna khemlani | Year Posted 2013
Have you ever written anything without sub combing to tears ?
My Family portrait in my mind , 2 older sisters , 2 brothers
My Mother caring about all five in different ways
Just with Mom & Dad there having the best of Holidays
My sisters laying out on the deck of river bank for 4th of July ~
Listening to " Honkey Chateau " and all by Elton John.
music a great memory ~Disco , Donna summer , Grease ~ Jaws !
Dad's records to Tony Bennett , Hank W Sr. , Count Basie & Louis Armstrong.
The music takes me home in a wagon filled with children and a dog "Lucky "
My Older brother , athletic , always fishing & hunting.
My younger , my Rock , Swimming and netting for fish,
feeding our Fat cat Perch off the rocks patiently awaits her food
the yelling , slamming of doors , tempers Flare , passion
Our Parents , passionate love yet passionate Hate .
After being a Family of Seven , Divorcing their fate ..
Why did that show " Dallas " bring out the Divorce in all ?
Scottish ~ Irish ~ French Iroquois ~ Cherokee
No matter what the mix ..Our curse Alcohol ~
the Screaming , Drinking , this memory I wish to shut the door on .
Going to A & W or making Cheerleading ,The Bears of course~
Excited in Chicago ! seeing Elton John in the Summer of 1976 ~
Cubs , museum of Wax , Museum of science & History , Pizza !
Expeditions of discovery ,little brother & I finding arrowheads on the Shore.
Our Grandparents Faithful Celebrations ! Chiffon cake , Apple strudel `
Our Cousins on Holidays , going for ice cream cones ,
scent of wet rain on oak leaves ~Before Halloween was bought in stores.
~ That is the Family I Love ,
that is the Family I choose to miss ~
Copyright © Shanity Rain | Year Posted 2013
The Family That God Gave to Me
I think about the family,
that God gave to me...
And think about where
they'll spend eternity!
I think about the good times,
that we've had.
And the trials we've faced...
Both good and bad!
God helped us to overcome
adversity together!
And proved his faithfulness...
Today and forever!
He showed us the Godly path,
that we should follow...
And promised to be with us!
Today and tomorrow!
He's proven how
much he loves us!
And how much that he
cares for us!
Thank you my lord,
for all you do!
Where would we be?
If not for you?
You've proven yourself
over and over again!
Thank you so much,
for being our friend!
By Jim Pemberton
The Old Salt was a special man who came along in a time
when he was needed most.
A time that is now gone forever.
When men believed and sacrificed, when hero's walked the earth in mass.
When patriotism was not just a word
by what men lived and judged the worth of each,
a man who lived a life most of us cannot comprehend.
An era now gone as this warriors tour of duty ends at this station,
and begins anew in the heavenly fleet.
Sail on Sailor into your unaccompanied tour,
we salute you.
What greater honor, that when a man moves forward,
he leaves behind in each of us the best of what he was.
A defender, protector, supporter, victor, a warrior,
the last of the breed from an era when ships were made of wood
and men were made of steel.
The Old Salt has reported for duty that takes him away from us for now.
Those of us who remain behind,
remember, and will continue to remember,
because he now resides forever in our hearts.
As I look up at night, I envision The Old Salt,
a beret draped just above the eye,
as he draws upon his pipe,
quietly he waits.
The guardian of heaven's gate.
Copyright © Mac McGovern | Year Posted 2010
Life for me began from an angry seed; mom was only 14 years old when she was raped. She was told to abort or give this child up for adoption that no good would come of this. I am here because she fought to keep me. One sad part of all of this was her younger brother died a few years earlier, his death broke her heart. Mom's little brother was the only one in her family with blond hair and blue eyes. Mom's eyes were hazel and sometimes green. After I was conceived, she would get on her knees to pray, she prayed that she would have a boy with blond hair and blue eyes, like her brother. Before I was born, she was told I was a girl because of my heart rate—this was before ultrasound. I am a boy and the only sibling of my family with blond hair and blue eyes; mom gave me the name of her brother, Edward.
So what does life mean to someone who was a mistake, someone that almost did not know life. Well, we are all products of our experiences and those before us. If we just look at our hands, the blood flowing in those veins have a history, a history more important than any one of us as a single person, and at some point in life each of us will become part of our history. I was taught that honor and integrity were one of the most important gifts in life that once you lose those things, they are lost forever.
I am hopelessly devoted to the one I love. When I look into her eyes, I get lost. She is my best friend in life and she is my wife--pretty cool, right? Looking back, life can be complicate, and sometimes it leaves us with tough challenges, but when you get knocked down, you get back up, we owe that to all those before us. The glue that binds all of us in life begins with love…without love what do we have. My heart believes people in life deserve a chance, we are all one race, the human race, and that is how I see life socially.
We tend to put people into boxes, but I feel only those individuals who are willing to use their minds without prejudice, and without fear while in the process of figuring things out, and while at the same time understanding they may be wrong when they figure those things out....those are the only ones who are truly free.
So for me life is a gift; each morning when I awake is a present, a present of life. I look over to my wife and I see another present, and my children and grand children are presents. When one steps outside you find other presents, there is harmony in life. There is purpose for all I see, well, except I feel like a visitor, disconnected, but I still embrace life—I am thankful for each moment that is given. The scents, the colors, and intricacies of our planet is truly breath taking, beautiful. Yet, there is something else, maybe magic in the sense there are a few souls I have encountered that I feel their presence with no explanation. So as I look to the stars at night in amazement appreciating the beauty in all I see, I wonder how many in history before me looked up and asked, why?
Edward J Ebbs - 02/07/2015
Written for Contest: "What Life Means To Me" for Jerry T. Curtis
Copyright © Edward Ebbs | Year Posted 2015
im sorry ive caused you pain.
i thank you for sticking by me through everything.
and not giving up on me. i dnt no what
i would do if you had given up on me.
Im sorry ive lied to your face and you knew it,
but you still loved me the same as before.
so i thank you.
i dont know if i would be here with you if you had given up on me.
im sorry ive broken your trust over and over,
and you still wanna trust me.
i thank you again.
i dont know wat i would have done if you didnt trust me.
im sorry ive done things behind your back,
even though i promised you i would never do them.
im sure you knw but you never said anything.
i wish you would have. it would have saved us all alot of pain
i thank you for never giving up on me.
i dont no how to tell you how much i love you.
mom i love you sooooooo much you wont ever no how much i love u and thank you for everything
Copyright © jaremy mount Jr | Year Posted 2013
To eulogize your life when we have spent so many years apart
gives me comfort and memories of your precious passed life
You speak to me in my dreams and share images of a castle by the stream
it's walls shine of elegance a beauty of luster gold for your soul it now holds
My Mother, you are now a jewel of heaven, a gem in God's crown
as his loving arms hold you and his angels wings wrap around.
I know you sit in the room of hearts and some day you will take me in your arms,
while the angels play their harps like the soft swaying sound of a violin my soul
will then depart.
As I stroll to the waters edge of sadness and my reflection is looking back
I see my mothers wonderful smile our characteristics and mannerism
you blessed me as a child.
Tonight I will sleep and you will whisper in my ear all the stories
from the day that I was born, taking away my sadness and
giving me comfort to help me not to mourn.
So on Christmas morn when I awake from my dream that we shared
I will not see the lights from my Christmas tree
only the glow from the angel who has given me a life and a soul that is free.
T Reams 12/3/15 I miss you Mom
Copyright © TAMMY REAMS | Year Posted 2015
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shower, impart, enable, enbibe, instill, foster, enliven, and all that I did not experience yet faux provide with an inner soulsense to a measured milestone of mannered man manufactured love and tendered texture of all mine to give with that that is mustered macro from a micro counteanace of humocapped coperal deliverance. All's fair they say unless u have been there and then it's every man for himself---and then, I dare u to get in my way---------no holds barred, look out for I am a survivor, all the way.
Hi, my name is Dave, and according to my grandparents, I wasn't supposed to live to be raised. Go figure.
Copyright © Dave Collins | Year Posted 2013
Weather is poised to slap us into submission.
Threatening with the largest storm in history
To make us aware of her power to destroy
And yet, here on the cusp of history,
battened down
well stocked
Do I yet love Nature
With all of her wild and beautiful ways.
Her seas have been there for me in my times
Of Loss
And Need
Ever showing me the vastness of her being
She has ever been the Way
In all her present tense
My wilder spirit rises in answer to her challenges
Enhancing my life daily.
Copyright © Donald Meikle | Year Posted 2012
someone always told me this with tears in her eyes...
(for Lata Sethi's late-mother, who was my mother's 'sister' and who took us all into her heart, and for Lata and Ravi Sethi of Defence Colony, New Delhi)
a wife left South Africa in the 1960's to join her husband
who was in exile at the time...
in 1970 the husband was sent by the African National Congress to India to be its representative there...
the husband and wife spent two years in Bombay...
one afternoon the husband fell and broke his leg...
the wife knocked on their neighbour's door, in an apartment complex in Bombay
the neighbour was an old Punjabi lady...
the wife asked the neighbour for a doctor to see to the injured husband...
a Parsi 'Bone-Setter' was promptly summoned...
the husband still recalls his anxiety of seeing 'Bone-Setter' written on the Parsi gentleman's bag...
by the way, the 'Bone-Setter' worked his ancient craft and surprisingly for the husband, his broken leg healed quite soon...
but still on that day, while the 'Bone-Setter' was seeing to the husband...
the wife and the old Punjabi lady from next door got to talking about this and that and where these new Indian-looking wife and husband were from as their accents were clearly not local...
the wife told the elderly Punjabi lady that the husband worked for the African National Congress of South Africa and had left to serve the ANC from exile...
and that they had left their two children behind in South Africa and that they were now essentially political refugees...
the Punjabi lady broke down and wept uncontrollably...
she told the foreign woman that she too had had to leave her home in Lahore in 1947 and flee to India with only the clothes on her back when the partition of the subcontinent took place and Pakistan was formed and at a time when Hindus from Pakistan fled to India and vice versa...
the Punjabi lady then asked the foreign woman her name...
'Zubeida', but you can call me 'Zubie'...
the Punjabi woman hugged Zubie some more, and the two women, seperated by age and geography, wept, sharing a shared pain...
the Punjabi woman told Zubie that she was her 'sister' from that day on, and that she felt that pain of exile and forced migration and what being a refugee felt like...
Zubie and her husband Mosie became the closest of friends with the Hindu Punjabi neighbours who were kicked out of Pakistan by Muslims...
then came the time for Mosie and Zubie to leave for Delhi where the African National Congress office was based...
the elderly Punjabi lady and Mosie and Zubie said their goodbyes...
a year or two later, the elderly Punjabi lady's daughter Lata married Ravi Sethi and the couple moved to Delhi...
the elderly Punjabi lady called Zubie and told her that her daughter was coming to Delhi to live and that she had told Lata, her daughter that she had a 'sister' in Delhi...
Lata and Ravi Sethi then moved to Delhi...
This was in the mid-1970's...
Lata and Zubie became the closest of friends and that bond stayed true, and stays true till today, though Zubie is no more, and the elderly Punjabi lady is no more...
the son and the husband still have a bond with Lata and Ravi Sethi...
a bond that was forged between Hindu and Muslim and between two continents across the barriers of creed and time...
a bond strong and resilient, forged by the pain and trauma of a shared experience...
and that is why, and I shall never stop believing this, that hope shines still, for with all the talk of this and of that, and of that and of this, there will always be a simple woman, somewhere, anywhere, who would take the 'other' in as a sister, a fellow human...
and that is why there will always be hope...
hope in the midst of this and of that and of that and of this...
(for Lata Sethi's late-mother, who was my mother's 'sister' and who took us all into her heart, and for Lata and Ravi Sethi of Defence Colony, New Delhi)
Let the Deicide commence.
You're a voyeur at best!
Your vampiric heart is beating out of your chest!
And you have slayed the ones whom would love you for anything less
Ready to consume the final fragments of innocence,
And for you there is no forgiveness,
On your knees pleading, screaming to a tyrant in the skies;
The father of lies.
I will never be enslaved in your superiority
The people agree: jaded of your false dichotomies.
Know: I will be whomever nature intends to be
Apollo and I will share our dreams,
and you will be forced to see
your failure!
I know who you are...
Readily the first to present your scars
Chained by some despot or mental czar
An emotional homunculus in your mind, behind bars
Reluctant to escape - even when proven fake
Your demented mind - depths no one will penetrate!
...And you see me suffering
Not caring of any casualties
Just as long you recieve your safeguard of sympathy
So very wary of the masses and their Anarchy; Liberious ways
Solipsist - Is there no one you can see?
Even if she was presented burning?
Solipsist - Is there no one you can believe?
Even if Sophia was screaming?
Solipsist - Know you have killed and abused me
Imprisoned in your own personal reality
Copyright © Wyatt Loethen | Year Posted 2013
I should hate my life
mother never wanted me
I'm so sorry mom
Copyright © Robert Heemstra | Year Posted 2014


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US doctor returns bones of arm he amputated from Viet Cong fighter
Piece of luck allows ex-US army medic to give macabre memento back to one-time Vietcong
A US doctor yesterday returned arm bones to their former Vietcong owner, more than 40 years after he amputated the arm during the Vietnam conflict.
The bones were handed back to ex-soldier Nguyen Quang Hung at his house in the town of An Khe in Vietnam's highlands province of Gia Lai.
"I was the custodian of this arm," United States doctor Sam Axelrad said, adding he was "unbelievably happy" to have been able to return the somewhat macabre war-time memento to its rightful owner.
After Hung was shot in 1966, Axelrad, then 27 and a military doctor, amputated his infected arm at a military hospital in central Binh Dinh province. Colleagues boiled off the flesh, reconstructed the arm bones and gave them to him, he said.
Axelrad, now a urologist, said he brought the skeletal keepsake back to the US as a reminder of doing a good deed. They sat in a military bag in his closet for decades, and he didn't look at them because he didn't want to relive his wartime experiences, he said.
When he finally went through his mementos in 2011, "it just blew me away what was in there", Axelrad said. "That kind of triggered my thoughts of returning."
Ex-soldier Hung, 73 and a father of seven, whose wife recently died, said he was thrilled to have his arm bones returned to him. "My arm bones are evidence of my contribution to the war. I will keep them in my house," he said yesterday.
Hung was surprised, to say the least, when he heard that he was to be reunited with his lost limb. "I don't think it's the kind of keepsake that most people would want to own," he said.
He was shot in October 1966 during an ambush about 75 kilometres from An Khe, his hometown in central Vietnam. After floating down a stream to escape the fighting and then sheltering in a rice warehouse for three days, he was evacuated by a US helicopter to Axelrad's military hospital.
It took luck for Axelrad to reunite Hung with his arm. He had travelled to Vietnam last summer - partly for a holiday, but also to try to find the man.
He said he wasn't sure Hung was still alive, or where to begin looking for him. Axelrad visited Hung's hometown but didn't ask for him there because he assumed he would be living in northern Vietnam.
But by chance, Axelrad met Vietnamese journalist Tran Quynh Hoa at a Hanoi hotel, and she later wrote an article in a widely read Vietnamese newspaper about his quest. Hung said his brother-in-law in Ho Chi Minh City read the article and contacted the newspaper's editors.
Additional reporting by Agence France-Presse
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If you're like us, you can't stop asking "Who Booty is it? Who Who Booty is it?". AMP Radio's McCabe caught up the Jonn Hart, who's responsible for the question.
The 23 year old "Who Booty" singer has his mixtape done, and is looking forward to dropping it sometime soon. When it comes to his actual album, he doesn't want to be considered just a rapper or R&B artist. Jonn even likes to act, and would like to pursue that in the future. Watch the clip below of him explaining the sound of his new album.
Both McCabe and Jonn both of them reminisced over their past jobs. Jonn first worked a Foot Action back in high school. That's where his sneaker collection began.
"I have like over 100 pairs of shoes. I was in high school working at a shoe store. Every paycheck, I would be spending my paycheck right back on the shoes, but you know, you got the little discount, so you know."
>>>Check Out More Pictures Of Jonn Hart & McCabe<<<
McCabe pointed out how times have changed for Jonn, because now stores are sending him the shoes. Jonn appreciates the change, and finds his success very humbling. With "Who Booty" gaining success on the radio, he notices the change in the crowds.
"Man the change is very humbling. I remember when it was just like pushing independently, and just performing for five people to now a few thousand people. Just seeing the reaction, performing in places where people were still new, trying to get familiar with the song. To now, the whole audience is singing the words with you."
McCabe couldn't let Jonn leave without playing a round of "Who Booty." Jonn laughed at the idea, because he gets asked to play this thing a lot. He was still game though. Watch below to find out how many booties he can recognize.
You can watch the entire interview with McCabe and Jonn Hart HERE
-AJ Gordon, 97.1 AMP Radio/Los Angeles
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|Half Baths
|4,800 sq. ft.
|Property type
|Minimum Stay
|3 - 5 nights
This spectacular custom-built luxury home in the gated Laurel Ridge community has one of the best views in Watauga County: 50-mile-long 200' mountain views! Middleground, designed perfectly to convey the feeling of rising from the Earth, is a perfect combination of rustic mountain charm with a contemporary edge and state of the art modern convenience.
The house was custom built with major name-brand furnishings and fixtures throughout, including Hickory Chair furniture, Viking brand kitchen appliances, antique Oushak rugs, Bobo and Curry & Company lighting, Arte I'talia fixtures, and many more high-quality touches throughout.
Enter the main level through a solid Alder wood door. The first thing that greets you is the wall of windows overlooking the stunning westward-facing mountain views, spanning from Grandfather Mountain in the south, overlooking Valle Crucis westward, and north to Tennessee and Virginia. Sunsets from this vantage point are simply breathtaking. The living area is furnished with a set of OLY Studio leather furniture and a coffee table made of 17th Century reclaimed wood from France, set over an antique Oushka rug. This is arranged around a natural stone gas fireplace stretching to the ceiling, and a 42' HDTV hidden away in its own cabinet. Original art hangs throughout the main level, including the impressive piece from which the home derives its name. There is also a half bath on this level, featuring a sink custom designed by the owner cut out of natural slate stone with a copper spout and standing on a pedestal made from a locally felled tree.
The chefs in your group will love preparing delicious meals in the gourmet kitchen. Stainless steel professional-grade Viking appliances and every gadget you may need are sure to make every kitchen operation simple. Not only functional, the kitchen is also beautiful with its granite counters, onyx tiled backsplash, and slate floors. The whole group can gather around the dining table, designed by Woodlands, and there is room for three more at the counter in padded chairs. There's even room for the four-legged family members in the built in doggie dorm under the kitchen counter.
The sumptuous master suite occupies the entire southern wing of the main floor. Decorated with a Provincial French theme, it features a chandelier by Bobo, furniture by local North Carolina company Hickory Chair, including a King bed and a plush sitting area arranged around a gas log fireplace and stocked built-in library. Beyond the sitting area, French doors lead to the deck and the view. The dreamy spa-like master bath, private to the King suite, promotes tranquility and relaxation with a hint of romance from the Jacuzzi tub and the two-person glassed in shower. The two vanities in this bath are custom made of travertine and limestone, and feature vessel-style sinks made of petrified zebra wood. There is a TV mounted over the Jacuzzi, perfect for relaxing, and there is a spacious closet as well.
There is another master suite on this level at the north wing of the home. This room is lavishly decorated with a Moroccan bazaar theme, with a canopied Queen bed, rich purple walls, unique wall hangings, and a private bath with a hammered stainless steel sink and a shower.
Descend the stairs to the lower level of the home. With 9 foot ceilings throughout, this level feels nearly as spacious as the upper level. The second living area, affectionately referred to as the man cave, is perfect for family gatherings with its leather-and-deerhide furniture, wall of windows overlooking the views, gas fireplace, 61' LCD TV, kitchenette with a wet bar, and a supply of family games. French glass doors lead to the expansive lower level deck, as well.
There are two bedrooms on this level, one at each end of the house. One room has a Queen bed, and the other end of the home has a room with two full beds. Each bedroom has a full bath nearby, with a shower and unique vessel-style sink basins. Between the two bedrooms, beside the kitchenette, is a unique triangular wine cellar room with antique iron doors. Beyond the bedroom with the full beds is a small room, ideal for those seeking a space to get away and do some office work, with a daybed and a desk and doors to the lower level deck. Also on this level is a large two-car heated garage, accessed from a flight of stairs off the lower living area.
Step outside and enjoy the crisp mountain air. At an elevation of 3600 feet above sea level, and with the house built into the side of the mountain, the breeze here is always fresh and bracing. The decks are connected to each other by a full flight of stairs, and can be accessed from the ground by the garage as well. Enjoy a meal al fresco on the unique handmade furniture fashioned from the wood of the Gembol tree native to Southeast Asia. Grill up a feast on the gas grill, tied into the house supply, so you will never have to worry about running dry, and enjoy the spectacular nightly show as the sun sinks behind the distant mountains and paints the sky in vivid tones.
You may not ever want to leave this haven of peace, but if you do, you'll be pleased to learn that despite its prestigious mountaintop location, it is located just 10 minutes outside of Boone in the quiet gated community of Laurel Ridge, near the Willow Creek Golf Course. Blowing Rock and Banner Elk are both just 20 minutes away, and the home is central to all the area's ski and tubing resorts, as well as other great High Country attractions such as ziplining, rafting, hiking, and more. Fabulous shopping and five-star dining is just moments away as well.
Come experience the contemporary mountain appeal of the beautiful Middleground today!
Amenities: Air conditioning, pet friendly (to well trained dogs), gas grill, internet, WiFi, three gas fireplaces, westward 200 degree mountain view, gated community, whole house a/v system, paved parking, heated two car garage, 2 wrap around decks.
Maximum occupancy: 10
This is our second time staying at this house. The cabin is in a wonderful location and has beautiful views- especially late afternoon sunset. I love how the house is decorated and the floor plan. The kitchen appliances are all top notch. There is even an outdoor grill connected to gas, so you don't have to worry about getting a propane tank. There is a lot of wildlife surrounding the house- in spring and summer you are sure to see rabbits, deer, ground hogs and turkeys! Wonderful neighborhood to take a early morning walk, but just remember what goes down must come up. My dog and I got a good workout walking back up hill :-)
House and furnishings matched description. The house was super clean, well appointed and home like. Quiet neighborhood with beautiful mountain views. Plenty of space to unwind and relax. Kitchen ideal for preparing large meals. Surround sound added a nice ambience. Easy drive to ASU University, Blowing rock shops, Banner Elk and antique shops. For GPS purposes, be sure to map it as Vilas not Boone. Only one recommendation, replace or repair dishwasher as it is not set properly and tilts forward plus the operating buttons are broken. It works but is a pain to deal with especially if used often.
My family and I have rented homes in the mountains every year for nearly twenty years. This home is far and away the loveliest one we have ever rented. This spacious property is immaculately kept and wonderfully decorated. We even had an opportunity to speak with the owner. She is wonderful and offered suggestions for local restaurants and activities. If you love gorgeous views from a beautiful home, Middleground is the place for you!
My husband and I were joined by another couple. The house was elegant with the most spectacular view. We didn't feel the need to go anywhere for the 3 nights we were there. Our only recommendation is that the owner have some deck chairs available so that most guests can enjoy the view.
The house, the view... Beautiful! One small issue which bothered me, I had booked a two week stay for two people, and we were supplied with one towel per person, which meant I had to wash every third day. Two towels per person would've been nice. I also could not find cleaning items for the bathrooms or for the floors. An instruction sheet detailing where to find these items would have been helpful
If you want something relaxing this is the place to go. If you love to cook well just look at the kitchen! Imagine what meals you can make and enjoy with you love ones. Also, enjoy you dinner or cocktails on the deck with the amazing view of the mountains and sunset simmering down. For those earlier risers enjoy a cup of joe or tea and watch how the sky can turn with the gleaming sun. In fall the colors of the trees changing. If you like to walk by yourself, with you dog, or you love those hill will be sure to give you a good work out. Best part about this place is you don't have to leave. If you would like to get out there is so much adventure in the mountains. Along with a couple places to eat and have a good time. My personal favorite is Murphys. This owners are the most wonderful people to open their home to others knowing how much joy it brings them and to share it with you. One place you must stay at least once in your life. Enjoy!
This is the most stunning home I have ever stayed in! Not one detail was overlooked! The owners have opened up their home that they obviously put tons of thought & love into. The views are gorgeous and it's close to lots of activities & great restaurants & shopping- if so desired. We stayed home mostly and enjoyed the amenities, the chef's kitchen and very tasteful and very comfortable furnishings.
HIGHLY recommend this fabulous home!!!
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In the winter months, snow removal is included in the rates and the neighborhood is cleared as soon as possible. Due to the steep climb four wheel or all wheel drive vehicles are recommended in case of icy or snowy weather. Please note that VRBO does does not compute the pet fees correctly and so calculation of fees and taxes are not exact until discussed with contact person. Nightly Pet fee of 35$ per pet or weekly pet fee 175 per week. Add 15 per night and 75 per week for each additional pet.
Please contact Blue Ridge Mountain Rentals for information regarding taxes and fees and payment. Included in taxes above is a 6 percent lodging tax, 6.75 percent NC Sales tax. Other fees apply and rates are subject to change. Partial payment is due upon booking. All rates are subject to change without notice. All rates include towels, linens, cleaning and trash pick up. Signed contract required.


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Nancy Rapp
(–May 4, 2002)
Born Nancy Share and often called Nan, Nancy Rapp entered fandom in the 1940s, writing and drawing for fanzines. She sometimes signed her illos Kabu.
She married fan Art Rapp in 1961. She invented the fannish ghod Ignatz and published the fanzines Ignatz and Torrents. She helped her husband publish Spacewarp and also published her own apazine, Hodgepodge in the Spectator Amateur Press Society.
Nan Rapp taught her son to stick out his tongue and go "pfft!" when the N3F was mentioned.
Her photograph appears on page 16 of A Wealth of Fable (1992), the fan history of the 1950s by Harry Warner, Jr.
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Coffee shop looks to warm hearts with Angel Tree
Tue, 20 Nov 2012 03:07:54 GMT —
As Christmas approaches, there are many families in need within our area, and one local business is trying to change that.
Randall Ulrikson owns The Common Spot coffee shop in Market Common in Myrtle Beach.
Ulrikson says he gets true joy out of serving coffee.
"There is nothing better than a smile when you give them a good cup of coffee," said Ulrikson.
This year Ulrikson is trying to create smiles in a different way.
"We have had an angel tree we put up on November 16th," said Ulrikson.
The Common Spot teamed up with a church to identify children in need. He's looking to make Christmas happen for 110 children in our area. They still need 60 angels picked off their tree.
"There's a lot more need than we will ever see and the point is we got to open our eyes up and locate those needs," said Ulrikson.
If you would like to help, you can pick up an angel at The Common Spot coffee shop at 2922C Howard Avenue in Myrtle Beach.
Donations for the children need to be returned by December 19th.