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Ex-Intermix Chief Settles Spyware Inquiry
Published: October 21, 2005
The former chief executive of a company accused of secretly installing adware and spyware on millions of home computers agreed to pay $750,000, the New York attorney general, Eliot Spitzer, said Thursday.
In April, Mr. Spitzer sued Intermix Media of Los Angeles, saying it was responsible for sending software tens of millions of times to computers throughout the United States. The company subsequently agreed to pay $7.5 million in penalties to settle the case.
Adware and spyware deliver nuisance pop-up advertisements, and Mr. Spitzer said such programs threaten to discourage e-commerce.
Shortly after filing the suit, Mr. Spitzer's office began investigating Intermix's founder and former chief, Brad Greenspan, a spokesman for Mr. Spitzer, Brad Maione, said. Mr. Greenspan, 32, was chief executive from July 2002 to October 2003.
Mr. Greenspan did not admit to any wrongdoing in the settlement. In a statement, he blamed the company's current management for increasing the amount of adware attached to Intermix's offerings and with deceiving investigators.


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Barefoot we spend our time in spring,
Just giggling kids - how sweet the dream
When we, in love are blossoming.
We splash inside a cool fresh stream.
Our time in spring - how sweet the dream!
A few years pass; there comes an ache
for something more in summertime.
We feel such heat! Down by the lake
we soothe our ache. It is sublime
down by the lake in summertime!
Refrain: Love is a stream, and then it grows.
A river soon, through life it flows!
And two enduring to the end
see love become an ocean then!
A rushing river, wanting more,
through highs and lows, still so in love,
we roll down to the ocean's shore
where memories we've plenty of!
We stroll fall's shore, still so in love.
An ocean of devotion lies
ahead of us – deep like the sea.
Our souls live on; the greatest prize -
to share out love eternally!
Oh winter's love, deep like the sea
Refrain: Love is a stream, and then it grows
A river soon, through life it flows!
And two enduring to the end
see love becomes an ocean then!
(just went through this and significantly changed it to make it more generic and also to include all four seasons of love)
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2015
On Blue Ocean
Blue ocean rises
and falls with cool
creating crests
of roving waves,
seeking yellow,
sun-bleached shores.
Aah! Behold
its engorged bosoms,
heaving and trembling,
spurting out
bubbly, champagne-like,
sparkling spumes,
that elatedly
lick and tickle
flashy red tails of
flirtatious mermaids.
On summer nights,
inhale deeply
its fresh salty scent,
which clings to the air,
like an old lover.
Then savoring the
sweet, rhythmic
undulation of
rippling, indigo
ocean, I drowse in
Poseidon's arms and,
drift off … on a dream.
Copyright © Pandita Sanchez | Year Posted 2016
We knew , it was if a moment stopped in time
hearing the news before most of the World did
He loved to fly his plane from Colorado to Monterey Bay
He was a avid golfer at Pebble Beach respected
He had loves and passions from many places
deciding to fly low through the overcast red sunset
Not only did he love music and inspire all
He loved his Plane , he will always remain a beautiful Soul
The next day it was confirmed ..all saddened
It was John Denver's plane that went down
Today in Pacific Grove stands the Memorial
So Kiss me and smile for me we will ~
always in loving memory
OH babe , do we hate you go ~
Inspired by ; contest in Music and Loss of an Artist
"Leaving on a Jet Plane "
Copyright © Shanity Rain | Year Posted 2013
As I walk upon this road of life…
I desire the path absent from strife…
Free from monetary delusions…
Free from Egocentric energy games of confusion…
Moving from hoping there is greater purpose to existence…
Into knowing the significance of removing resistance…
Floating within the ocean of motion, seeking to find inner peace…
Surrendering to the will of inquisitive nature, allowing false beliefs release…
Show me my dreams, revealing true desires…
Show me the mystery to ignite the passionate intension fire…
Show me my source of loves purity…
Free from judgments latent with fearful insecurities.
Floating within the ocean of motion, seeking to find inner peace…
Surrendering to the will of inquisitive nature, allowing false beliefs release…
I am a seed floating among winds of change…
Nurtured by the fertility of divinity…
To flourish is to breathe…
Mind is the soil for my seeds of desire…
My spoken word is the sunlight, the water…
Creating materialization of tangible fruit…
Floating within the ocean of motion, seeking to find inner peace…
Surrendering to the will of inquisitive nature, allowing false beliefs release…
Copyright © Darren Garmer | Year Posted 2012
The beach gathers its dead. Thousands of horseshoe crabs
come home on the full moon's tide. Their courting dances,
scrawled with claw and carapace in the wet sand, leave
with the ghost hands of nursing Autumn wave.
Their nests of jewel-colored eggs, covered and soothed
seasoned in salt sea, gestate beneath a slurry of debris.
Right side up each skin colored husk with its barbed tail
rocks in the bubbling broth of Cape Cod's bay.
Belly up, they appear as an open invitation to the plovers
who flock overhead and arrow down en masse to dine.
Piping plovers, masked in black, hopscotch through the
detritus, connoisseurs of this turquois egg-like caviar.
Among the life and death of sea we walk, barefoot, and
cautious wary of the scramble, the jutting barbs, the bits
of un-soothed glass, the desecrated cairn which barricades
the dying life from the living sea.
Published First in Sounding Review 2015
Copyright © Debbie Guzzi | Year Posted 2016
I watch the ocean waves from underneath it all.
Deep down.
It's getting harder to breathe.
This water makes its way into my lungs.
You're suffocating me.
Just leave me here, you haven't changed at all.
You fall apart, every time you start.
Just start realizing you can't replace the hole that you put in my heart.
One last breath to say goodbye.
I'll tell myself a final lie.
"I'll make it out alive."
The only thing that can feel this hole is the water that buries me at sea.
It'll feel the void, complete me.
Will I ever feel my limbs again?
Is this the end of my suffering?
I don't feel like waking up.
I can't wake up.
I can't see the sunrise anymore.
I have sunken to the ocean floor.
Copyright © Logan Saucillo | Year Posted 2009
In the deep,
I have acquaintenances
With whom I share a common goal,
Intimate friends,
Visionary souls.
I swim in the darkly mirth
And beyond the yawning abyss.
I watch by night for the vulnerable waif
That might find me too, remiss.
For I am here for one brief spark
In Time's expedient flight,
Just swimming in the darkness,
While moving toward the Light.
Copyright © Jan Pearce | Year Posted 2016
The waves slide over the shore
Leaving tiny, squiggly trails
The moon and sun battle for the sky
And the big, bright moon prevails.
The beach is shrouded in darkness
Dimmly lit by only one light
That dances through the undertow
Marching its way through the plight.
A stencil of gray laces the sky
Creating a vision of death
Slowly overcoming the shore
'Til it takes its last breath.
The ocean itself which had once held
So much life in its depths
Has become drowned in its own contents
It is meeting its own death.
A storm lashes its way
Solmnly across the sky
To make room for what will unleash
That will cause the very moon to cry.
Dancing and waltzing across the shore,
The moon sadly turns away
She can't bear to see her ocean like this
And witness it going astray.
With one, final, swift motion,
She casts her love out to sea
The love she held deeply for her ocean
The world, and all her countries.
She makes her way back to where she belongs
And lets the sun take over the sky
I didn't, in all my years,
Think I would ever see the moon cry.
But she shed those tears so bravely
And dried them so nonchalant
She turned and made her way back to the sky
Like it was something she could never want.
The moon had lost the battle
And, defeated, began to fade away
Then the sun began to dance, too
To celebrate a brand-new day.
Copyright © Kristen Wilson | Year Posted 2006
From your two transparent blue oceans
Where the sky has sprinkled
Its two handfuls of dream
Wind is wild like school children
From that laughter into my dark corners
Can you please give me with your palm
Just a little bit of the granules of sugar
From those smiling sparkling swirling eyes
Where the blue of sea mingle with the white of sky
Where from morning till night
Ever blooming stories sprinkle delight
From the sweet whispers of the starry night
Just a little bit of sugar for my twilight
Can you give me
Or else what for this petalled unfolding every day
Upon the sand that the sun has almost forgotten
On the shoulder where the hair lays caress
In a dream in midair still
Weaves tales of wild hare
On the moons where clouds still grow and swell
What for this everyday bread and butter
Without just a little bit of sugar
From you
For my hue
Just a slice of window I seek before my eye lashes
From your green and orange game
Not just an onlooker
A little bit of sugar too
For the poetry contest: Just a Little Bit of Sugar
Sponsored by: Debbie Guzzie
Copyright © Probir Gupta | Year Posted 2017
Sometimes the sea brings hope to me
as if a dream has come and meant to be
it weaves a spell I know too well
within a time that's known but to the sea.
An empty sound is all around
and echos from what walls there may be found
a click--a tap--a buzz--a snap,
within the time that fills my empty sound;
the light goes through eternal blue
and into space as light can only do,
as pressure grows, my being flows,
contented in the dream I'm flowing through.
© ron wilson aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet
Copyright © Vee Bdosa | Year Posted 2014
Your glorious emerald eyes
Glisten in the moonlight
Glisten in the moonlight
Delight dances in the water
I watch it joyfully
You are set free from the cage...
You're like a dove soaring in the sky
You are the rain...
drizzling down in ecstasy
A hint of ecstasy is shown in your reflection...
When you caress me... I'm relieved...
From the stress that forced me in chains
I knew we'd be on the brighter side of tomorrow
We're glistening in the moonlight
I knew we'd become candles in the heavens above us
We're glistening in the moonlight
For a moment, I felt your presence...your radiant with sympathy
I saw at first glance the dark side of you
Tonight, we'll be together and fly through the horizon
We'll watch the sunset say its last goodbye...
We'll wave a greeting at the moon!
We glisten in the moonlight...
What if I was as handsome as the lion...
Roaring with pride and pure courage
What if we were glistening in the moonlight?
Would it bring health to our bones tonight?
Would it make our heart rejoice and overflow with delight?
Would we be able to survive this horrifying plight?
Would we be shimmering like a candlelight?
We're glistening in the moonlight... (6)
Ohh...yeah...ooh yeah...ooh yeahh...
We reach to the stars and hope we can trace a shooting star
I feel the coolness run down my fingers...
We're glistening in the moonlight
You're the dandelions in the fields
You're the gorgeous view that I marvel at everyday
When you kiss me, I live my dreams
We glisten in the moonlight
In a quick moment, I sense a feeling of endless renewal
I roam inside of your illuminating maze
Glow on... sunshine...
Glow on...sunshine...
Glisten in the moonlight...
Listen to the truth and rub it in
You are ravishing like the sunset
But you're ascending while I'm descending
I feel extremely guilty
I wish I could glisten with you in the moonlight
You're glistening in the moonlight (6)
Ohhh yeahh... oohhh yeahh... ohh yeahh
You're glistening in the moonlight (4)
We go our own way
I wish we can glisten like the moon
Glisten like the sun
There's a dream concealed inside of me...
Reveal your light and pour it upon me
You glisten in the appealing moonlight
While I'm subsiding... you're fulfilling your dreams
Of gliding across the horizon
You're independence... keeps on scorching with satisfaction
While I'm below you...
Your emerald green eyes
Stared me down like a hawk...
Your emerald eyes
Gaze down at me genuinely...
I wish we could flee together in reality...
That could be a possibility
To glisten in the moonlight in glee
We were glistening in the moonlight (3)
But that was only a dream...
I'll pray that it turns into a reality
We were glistening in the moonlight
Now, I've misplaced my delight...
Will I ever experience such a brilliant night?
Copyright © JW Earnings | Year Posted 2013
A poem wrote by me, based on Person who is a deserving icon but still struggling hard with his career life and addressed as disturbed creature.
DISTURBED CREATURE--> Am I ?? BY Mrs.Madhavi Suyog Pagare
Am I so insane, Am I so mad,
Dramatic mood of mine is so die hard.
Destroyed my peace, Shattering my dreams,
People call me as disturbed creature.
As like mounting the pain, attenuating the drain!!
Digesting my feelings lying inside me,
Strangely nobody cared, call me sick.
Teasing me lavishly and my heart is pricked,
Hurted me like hell when addressed me as stupid.
As like showering rain, missing on the lane!!
Time lapse in journey of life,
Can hamper anybody on its path.
When I see innate reflex of mine,
I always use to brightly shine.
Though possessing every job attributes of mine,
I never thought the authorities will ditch and hamper my career line.
Falsely acting bloody swine, making my image as fade as wine.
As like affecting harmonious divine, my soul was, as is transparently pristine!!
Destroying me and testing my patience, Never wanna give up.
Transformed deviations, wanna rightly screw up.
I wanna raise up, I wanna shake up.
I wanna wake up, Tranquilize my mind.
Unzip the professional life compressed by the culprits.
Wanna explore myself, driving the motivated heights of journey.
Lastly waiting for the optimistic opportunity.
Cuffing the suspect ,I wanna rejoice by my pattern of life!!
with Suyog Pagare
Copyright © Madhavi Sarjare pagare | Year Posted 2013
I'm on a journey now,
Destination unknown,
Into the world outside my home;
A path the sun has never shown
I' won't be there so soon,
It's gonna take a little while;
Like the distance to the moon
But can't be measured by the mile
Through the winds of neptune I try to see,
Barefoot across the burning ground.
Keep moving on that's the key
To keep my bones from being found
Across the oceans of this world
I swim the distance with a salty tongue.
I fight against the curl.
Upon my muse my fate is hung.
There's nothing such as time.
This journey's ending soon.
I see the final stretch to climb
In the shadows of the moon.
I came so far from all I'd known.
Through misty shores I see what's true.
I've found another home.
I journeyed here for you
Copyright © C.L. Baker | Year Posted 2013
Under the depths below the deep
of this Atlantic Ocean
live the lobsters that crawl and creep
with an articulated motion.
They thrive on the ocean's sea floor,
from the sloping shoreline
to beyond the Great Shelf and more
where the sea reeks of brine.
They live and hide in crevices
and burrows under rocks,
snug amidst the interstices,
safe like a shepherd's flocks.
Their diet is omnivorous:
live prey such as fish, worms,
crustaceans, mollusks, and…us!
(Ughh!! that last one makes us squirm.)
Stories of their longevity
are passed on more often than not;
some live to be seventy
years old when finally caught.
Long-bodied, with muscular tails,
ten walking legs (three pairs
of which are claws), framed in hard shells,
they can look like bugbears
and weigh as much as forty pounds
or more! A lobster this huge
naturally dumbfounds and astounds
like some hoax or a subterfuge.
Believe it or not, back before
the mid-nineteenth century
lobster was a food for the poor--
a mark of want and penury.
Indeed, inmates disliked lobster
so much they ate it with distaste;
even a dignified mobster
could not eat it with a straight face!
It seems our ancestor's distaste
for this invertebrate
was in error and was misplaced--
much to their discredit.
People today enjoy this beast
in several, delicious ways
alone or together in a feast
as part of festive holidays.
When boiled or steamed live, they change
color within minutes
of cooking from blue to deep-orange--
ah!...the meat's now exquisite!!
Enjoy it as "Lobster Newberg,"
a seafood dish du jour
cooked up by Captain Ben Wenberg!
Or as "Lobster Thermidor,"
a French seafood dish of creamy
blend of cooked lobster meat,
egg yolks, (often) cognac, brandy,
and Gruyére—a culinary feat!
Then there's lobster soup and rolls,
a thick cream soup of bisque,
or Capòn magro--salad bowls
for your gastric pleasure and risk!
Lobster du jour or lobster you want,
whatever your palate requires
any New England restaurant
can fulfill your dining desires!
Lobsters are indeed a great food;
we fish, sell, buy and eat to such
large amounts: but we'd be unshrewd
if we eat and fish them too much.
Copyright © Ngoc Nguyen | Year Posted 2015
The masters of the ocean
Depending on you
What can they do?
They are grieving.
The masters of the ocean
Are crying for you
What can they do?
They are leaving.
It's a whale of a thing and a helluva fix to be.
If you're living the life of a whale that's in the sea.
All they want is ocean
and the space to run.
Freedom's just a morning spray
flashing in the sun.
All they ask is ocean
and the Hope to be
thankful God has given them
---------the sea.
It's a whale of a thing and a helluva fix to be.
If you're living the life of a whale that's in the sea.
It's a whale of a thing and a helluva fix to be.
If you're living the life of a whale that's in the sea.
© ron wilson aka vee Bdosa the Doylestown poet
Don't say it's all over (cause it's not)
"Sorry" won't cover it…so don't go on your knees and pray for my forgiveness
Oh baby…don't listen to the commotion…I'm done taking cover (it's all for naught)
I'm plummeting in slow motion…into the remorseful pit…I'm plummeting in my nightmare's abyss
I want to carry you through the night…
I'm swimming in the ocean of my tears…
My sodden wings lost its ability of flight…
You've been swimming in your distress for years…
Shut up! Don't say it...
Don't even think of it (don't even ponder it)
Hey! Don't say it's all over…though we're breaking bit by bit
'Cause there's more treasure to discover
I want to remind you to fight the good fight…
My misery pools are brewing inside of my head…
I'm backing away from the light & exploring the night…
You're giving in to sleep and I'm wide awake on my bed
Shut up! Don't say it...
Don't even think of it (don't even ponder it)
Hey! Don't say it's all over…though we're breaking bit by bit
'Cause there's more treasure to discover
Please don't tell me…oh, don't tell me…darling!
You're giving up today… (I beg you to stay, despite your inner pain)
I'm scared I might erupt – it could be quite startling!
Someday, things will change for the better… (Don't turn the wrong lane)
I'm waiting for that day to arrive – perhaps it will wash away our dismay…
I promise you a tranquil reality
I want to stray with you tonight
I still have hope that He'll set us free
I was wondering if you could stay the night
Maybe the Lord could grant us
Pure, incredible delight
Shut up! Don't say it...
Don't even think of it (don't even ponder it)
Hey! Don't say it's all over…though we've plunged into our own pit
'Cause there's more treasure to gather…
To sign aboard a whalin' ship
to hear mey master wail
such orders I'd be mustered to
like settin' o' the sail,
contracted for many a trip;
for all the life of me;
I'd be a perfect bos'ns mate,
the best out on the sea;
I'd man the harpoon at his call,
he'd know how good's me aim,
providin' ole for burnin lamps
in homes who need the flame;
an' every mate would know that I
am eager for me stout,
at any port we'd pull into
as sailin' all about;
an' when a gale should try to sink
us down into the brine,
I'd hold the course and get me to
a favorite lass o' mine.
© ron wilson aka ron arbuthnot
aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet
Copyright © Vee Bdosa | Year Posted 2015
My Wishes are Simple
My wishes are simple,
my desires few,
to gaze upon an ocean,
and marvel at a solitary drop of dew.
My wishes are simple,
my dreams not too grand,
to feel the waves teasing my tired feet,
with no footprints left in the cool, wet sand.
My wishes are simple,
my thoughts serenely gentle, calm,
my heart resting beneath a swaying palm,
healing my being, caressed by nature's soothing balm.
Copyright © Scribbler Of Verses | Year Posted 2013
for bruce springsteen...
it was a rain-swept monsoon day
way back then, so many moons away
when i felt the music strumming in my veins
setting me free like a runaway horse without any reins
you sang of simple truths,
your verse spoke to people just like me
in my lonely, wasted, and desolately quiet night
as you screamed out tragic human wrongs, and of everyone's plight
'bobby jean' spoke to me
of that girl down the street
glimpses of whom, we as innocents would furtively meet
and 'the river' that flowed through my ever-barren heart
led me down further roads of thunder
when slowly i finally learnt that the hardest part was fighting on
and never to surrender
to the hard-luck dreams that were born to run
while i danced in the dark
with memories vivid and stark
even as i whined like that dog who for forever lost his howling bark
and then a 'human touch' came along
and 'better days' seemed real, not just words in a song
and still you sang and swayed and spoke straight into my unseeing eyes
as gardens of secrets were opened, and as your fist punched the skies
in an anger that i too felt and in whose cauldron i too burned
as we saw murder get incorporated, while on its wobbly axis, our fragile world apathetically turned
and then suddenly i was told that i was all grown up
working on a highway of scattered ideals
and absolving myself by sprinkling some coins in a waiting cup
well, after all these years of walking along so many a thorny road
with an armour of your verse covering me, even as i hear them taunt me and even as they continue to goad
but now i can feel myself fading away, into the bleakness of this coming night
just like the ghost of that old tom joad...
I make haste to the earth
And anoint its rebirth
When my mother, the cloud, is above,
And then mildly caress
The irradiant dress
Of the hills with immaculate love.
I descend upon leas
And respond to their pleas
When they pine for my kiss in their thirst;
Then I nourish with ease,
As they flow to the seas,
All the rivers whose growth I have nursed.
I protect, as I fly,
Bashful lovers who lie
Undisturbed in their secretive nests,
While the world is at bay
And far out of their way
On its tiresome, oblivious quests.
When the spring air is dry,
I breathe out with a sigh
And the flowers all bloom at my will
And, when autumn is near,
I shed many a tear
O'er the moors while the granaries fill.
Inconsolable birds
Voice their songs without words
In their fond expectation of me,
And then play in the sun
Once their hearts I have won
With the gift of how warm I can be.
I roam, wave upon wave,
When the mariners crave
The sweet taste of moist myrrh on their lips;
Then I plunge and dissolve,
Rise anew and evolve
Into fog which embraces their ships.
From high crests I oft wend
And with care do I tend
To the needs of all green'ry on earth,
Whom I raise from the ground
In a medley unbound
With tall giants of singular girth.
Over mountains I creep,
Upon castles I weep
As they slowly concede to decay;
Then I cover in moss
All that crumbles to loss
When men die and may not have their say.
Once my tears are all gone,
I give way to the sun
And my brilliant sprays overshine
All that flashes on high
And bewitches the eye
On a bow decked in splendor divine.
Though in change I am donned,
I'm the bridge and the bond
Between heaven and earth in their strife;
I am shy yet sublime,
Unaffected by time,
As refulgent in death as in life.
Find my poems and published poetry volumes at www.eton-langford.com
Copyright © Eton Langford | Year Posted 2016
Under the depths below the deep
of this Atlantic Ocean
live the lobsters that crawl and creep
with an articulated motion.
On the ocean that smells so fresh
the boatmen cast their nets
for lobsters' tender, tasty flesh
which they'll sell to pay their debts.
With a great catch this new season
the boatmen head for home;
the frozen lobsters give them reason
to reach harbor and not to roam!
In restaurants and sold at stores,
the lobsters are enjoyed
till all on New England's shores
are full and over-cloyed.
Up comes the ocean
Wave, froth and story
Awesome commotion
Stupendous glory
The doors are open
The doors are open
Tumult in still silence
Churning in the water
Now the silence sweet
In the seventh heaven
In the seventh heaven
As we smell the salt
The sea comes to a halt
For a tiny moment of
Beauty just begotten
Copyright © Probir Gupta | Year Posted 2016
Ocean girl I feel you riding
on the waves at night,
flashing in a brilliant spray
of mist and lunar light.
From the deep you've gathered sea shells
in your lily hand
tossed them to the moon like dreams
no one can understand.
Have you been someone I've known?
I guess I'm part of you.
Ocean girl, I'd love you still,
but don't know what I'd do.
Living in the dream you are,
and riding on the sea,
through coral reefs and shipwrecked souls
for our eternity.
Crystal blues and yellow hues
from off the ocean floor
beckon to the wandering
I've always hungered for.
If I loved you once again,
as I've done in the past,
would it be a dream sureal
but one to never last?
Ocean girl, don't tell me now,
I'll never want to know,
where it is you're coming from,
or where we have to go,
take my hand and dive into
uncharted ocean's fate,
and as for what I am right now,
it will have to wait.
© ron wilson aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet
In her slippery salmon swim
And red streaked Crawdads chute
Into her eddying pools
To stare at her from beneath rocks.
Whitewater rapids challenge men
To stand against her torrential frame
And face her, screaming out in pain
Torturous centuries of ecstatic rain
To be her solitary stone
To stand against her all alone
A true man to soften her cold soul.
And who'll be her Reigning Lord
Echo her insanity
To lover her shade and slippery slopes
Crevices' waiting, sharp inclines.
Once a current in the sea
So filled with green and mystery
To her a man did rarely come
Then, pulled up by curious shapes
Like lambs, in white puffs she flew
And traced her shadow cross the land
Till the puffs released her soul
In little flakes, gentle and slow
For a time entombed in frozen snow.
There men saw her as a sprite
Reflected in her cage of white
Men chased her form of watery light
In dreams that came hard in the night
Her body lucid, long and lean
A cold corpse, frozen to the earth
Blue hair, bent arm, frozen knee
The sun took pity, broke the back
Of the ice block and set her free
So through high mountains, cliffs
And rocks she trickled
In a gathering streams, in rivulets
Of tears, mouths open
Her bosomed skin slipped as ice
Pain built up the rage within
And sorrow brought it to the light.
Green – the color of fast and deep
White – the foam that came in waves
Along the long and joyous vein
She spreads her long body
Knee bent, her heavy breasts pinned
Blasted, rippled by the wind
She's touched only by old earth's hand
Its gravity like a naked man
Basking in her pools
Her faces and belly ghosting him, a mirror.
Watch her through the thickening trees
Her body sliding toward the sea
A torturous rape, a rapid ride
For all who've hung upon her side
Hearts pound, as she shrieks and sighs
With each down stroke a demon dies
Within the man who's bourn the pain
Endured her crushing fingers round
Who's felt the pound of her breasts soft
Been beaten by her to the blood
And awaits for centuries her cold flood.
Copyright © Don Standeford | Year Posted 2013
A song for you
Love songs
have been written,
been sung
throughout the ages.
Some are soft,
succinct and sweet,
just fill the pages.
But this one,
is different
it's something
completely new
because this one,
that I've written...
is a song for you
Your love is like,
the fresh morning dew
refreshes and energizes all that I do
Your love is like
a warm southern breeze
caressing my soul
putting me at ease
Your love is like a river,
flowing deep and true
carries me away to places
I never ever knew
Your love is like the ocean,
filled with sunken treasures
waves of love crashing over me
spilling forth it's pleasures
Your love
is like the stars,
shining bright
against dark sky
constellations blazing
just for me,
I don't even ask why
Your love is like
the mountains,
majestic and awe inspiring
climbing higher, ever higher
the peak, I keep desiring
So I hope,
you really love this song
as much as I do
It is something
so different,
something totally brand new
It's not just any love song,
filled with I love you's
This song I've written is special
because it's a song for you
John Derek Hamilton
Copyright © John Hamilton | Year Posted 2016
You belong to me mate ( Intro )
And that be that!
Get on board
And grab your hat!
The ship was aghast at its new passenger ( Verse )
Like disdain for the lives that they now left behind,
Newcomers were scarce
And they never would last
But I held up my chin nice and high.
The bloke who took me screamed ( Pre-chorus )
"Mop up the deck we've got things to do!"
But I said sir,
I'm just a boy and don't know what's to do.
And he said ( Chorus )
"Drifting mainly
Sailin the shores
Taking what's mine
And leaving what's yours
Cause you know, we ain't dead yet."
Taking the seas for more than eight moons
We found islands and loot
That was bigger than most.
The taste of sea air
With its wind in my hair
Took me away to this new life I lead.
After mopping the deck
He grabbed my hand and screamed
"Steer this ship boy!"
But I said sir,
I'm just a lad and don't know where to go.
So the crew yelled ( Chorus )
"Drifting mainly
Sailin the shore
Taking what's mine
And leaving what's yours
Cause you know, we ain't dead yet."
Surprising to me
Was my unshaven face
The captain looked on
And smiled with grace,
We stopped at a place
Where the women were loose and didn't mind
If we took a peak.
He said "Now you're a man so let's get on that boat,
We got places to be and some people to rope,
So grab that sword and drop that mop
Cause you're no longer a boy in my eyes."
I practiced the duel with the men in the crew
The captain took eye to my devilish pride,
And he took me aside and said
"Even in death I'm gonna miss you boy
But don't let it strike you
Or kill your spirits
Cause even time can beat out the Grim."
Then in the darkness came fire and screams,
Our vessel had stopped after fourteen years,
The crew fought hard and beat most of the men
But now, my Captain was dead.
We took the new ship watching ours sink deep
Saying goodbye to our drowning escape,
The crew turned towards me and asked
"What do we do?" and I smiled,
And they did to.
And we yelled ( Chorus )
"Drifting mainly
Sailin the shores
Takin what's mine
And leaving what's yours
Cause you know, we ain't dead yet."
Copyright © John Paluszek | Year Posted 2013
In an instant the tide has changed
The warm ocean breeze has turned frigid
The ocean... believing I could walk upon it
I now can barely keep my head above it
I am waiting while I'm wading
For my feet to be set firmly on shore
In the meantime, I accept my fingers will wrinkle
I'm prepared for the riptides to challenge me
But I will not drown...
Not today...
Not tomorrow...
I am waiting while I'm wading
For the day when my feet are set firmly on shore
Copyright © Vince Bandille | Year Posted 2016
Written March 25, 2013
Any minute now
The sun will rise again
A ship sets sail for the ocean
Another's coming in
I don't quite know
Where I should even begin
The day breathes a sigh
That makes me wonder why
The rain falls only in the den
Where we sit so patiently and wait
The same couch from our first date
Maybe this is just our fate
What house is this I'm in
The paint is wearing thin
The sound of stories told
Has got me growing old
Just you and me my darling
And all the red starlings
Any minute now
The night will come again
We'll set sail for the ocean
Watch others coming in
If I ventured in the slipstream
Would I find you in my dreams
So be still my love
Don't fear this life you're in
Things will change this time around
I'll let the light shine in
I'm just waiting
For this life to begin
Copyright © Brandon Carter | Year Posted 2013
Ocean Eyes...
You do not wish me harm
Yet you drown me
In your pools of crashing seas
Your waves breaking my arms
Your ships carry my thoughts
Your winds cool my days
Alas, my confessions kept at bay
Hiding under sand and rocks
Your heart has become my continent
I desire to explore your countries,
Ride your dreams,
Discover your forgotten memories;
Every string of music
that hangs from your trees...
Fate has painted my desires an illusion,
The heart's demise...
No matter how hard death tries,
I'll always remember you,
Ocean Eyes.
Copyright © Alyssa Finley | Year Posted 2007
You're beautiful like a work of art
The things I'll do for your attention bypasses any limitations
To emerge in your waters
Sets a surreal perfection into reality
I'll let the winds carry my mind and drift me into the oasis
Counter acting waves to shift my attention
Floating ever so slowly and ever so sweet
Surfing the idea of intertwined oceans
See my currents wave for
Your body is amazing
Sculpted to perfection
You sway so smooth
It's Hypnotizing
The perfect shade of beauty as the sun sets
Makes me wonder
How deep are your waters
Lucid as I can see
Your minds the power
And I believe we see the same thing
We dream the same dreams
Of meeting someone who's perfect
Then starting a new life that's smoother than all or currents
That washes away the pain
And flourishes happy moments
The point I'm trying to get at is plan as you can see
There's nothing more perfect than when two body's of water meet
By:Justin sharp
Copyright © justin sharp | Year Posted 2016


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Where else would they have gotten the skills to fit the company's snarling 5.9-liter V-12 under the pert little hood of their smallest car, the Vantage?But despite devising a new crash structure, slimming down the sump and induction system, repositioning the radiator and several smaller measures, they didn't quite manage to get the final car through North American crash regulations. So the 1000 examples they're planning to build will all go elsewhere. Maybe those engineers never quite got themselves to the very top of the Tetris leader board.Which is a shame, because this is one special Aston. Yes, they're all special, but this is really special. It's a compact, nuggety little missile, endowed with performance of casual violence and face-bending cornering ability. Sure, it's actually a decently refined suburbanite too, and comes with almost all of Aston's expected luxury appointments and the gloriously crafted cabin. But you always know it's ready to snort.M/T tested a DBS with auto trans at 4.2 sec for 0-60 mph, and 12.6 sec/112.3 mph for the quarter. Using the same engine but a manual box, the V12 Vantage is likely to be quicker. It's smaller than the DBS, but little lighter, as the DBS has many carbon fiber panels. The V12 Vantage is substantially skinned in aluminum except where the carbon is visible, such as front and rear aero aids.On the road, you needn't be too fussy about which gear you're in. They are relatively close, and the torque curve is generous. In third gear, a 60 mph corner turns into a 100 mph straight in a sneeze. The V12's intake and exhaust music is as aristocratic as you'd hope, though by no means taxingly loud.The car adores curves. It feels more biddable than the DBS, and the feedback through the very direct steering greatly improved the confidence of this driver to push hard through gnarly back-road corners. There's an adorably analog feel to the car: the adaptive-damped DBS feels digital, sharp-edged and lacking in feedback by comparison.But you need to be alert to keep it on course even in a straight line: the stiff setup means it constantly dances and weaves over bumps. Given the way the V12 will bungee itself towards the horizon, deploy its full attack only with due care.New ground-effect bodywork all around the car cuts lift at both ends. The brakes are carbon-ceramic, the suspension substantially stiffened and lowered, and the tires specially commissioned Pirelli P Zero Corsas at 255/35 front and 295/30 rear, both on 19-inch rims.Aston claims 1.3 g in transient maneuvers. We didn't have the facility to verify that, but on the road the grip was simply awesome. We never once defeated the front tires. But the Pirellis are a special dry-optimized compound and pattern, so if it's damp, drive as if a truck has just shed a cargo of ball-bearings ahead of you.This car has a simple purpose, and so you're not strapped into some multiconfigurable menu-driven flight deck. The dampers are non-adaptive, the steering non-active (albeit highly reactive). You shift the gears yourself, working a rear-mounted transaxle. There are only two significant choices. One is a sport button for the engine, which brings a more eager throttle pedal map and an earlier opening of a power valve in the exhaust. It doesn't bring more ultimate power, and just makes the pedal more nervous. We didn't use it. The other is the DSC: choose between fully on, a more slip-tolerant track mode, and fully off.The mighty engine, borrowed from the DBS, weighs 220 pounds more than the V-8 it has cuckolded. But by weight-saving measures such as the composite brakes, lighter hood, lighter wheels and slightly pared interior, the car is overall just 110 pounds heavier than the V8. And the front:rear weight distribution alters only from 49:51 to 51:49.In their native UK, the V12 Vantage costs 85 percent of the price of a DBS. Applying that logic to the U.S. market, it would be notionally a $230,000 car. Or about 2.5 times the price of that other 500-hp, manual-trans, two-seat, hatchback, no-nonsense compact driver's sports car, an optioned-up Corvette Z06.Want to know why it's so expensive? Run your eyes around the perfectly finished aluminum and carbon fiber body. Everything fits perfectly — cut-lines are tight, paint is glassy, the carbon weave is immaculately aligned, the whole confection poured intimately down over the oversize tires.Climb in and check out the cabin. Every trimmed surface is beautifully stitched leather or Alcantara. Untrimmed surfaces are authentic: aluminum for the dash and console knobs, carbonfiber and Kevlar for the seats and door pulls. Wool carpet (a special lightweight weave, natch). A glass key…no, really. Instruments and switchgear like a Vertu phone.For quite this combination of urbane aesthetics with brutal physicality, there isn't anywhere else to go. Not even elsewhere in the Aston range. 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A tasteful contemporary setup meets country feel lends itself to the home, from the recycled polished Jarrah timber floor boards, to the comfortable leather lounge, where you can relax in front of the energy efficient LED TV. Locally sourced pink gum fire wood is provided for those cool evenings, so that within minutes the wood fireplace will be radiating warmth while you enjoy the setting sun over the magnificent valley view.
The property boasts a stylish open plan living, dining and kitchen area, comfortably equipped with all the modern, eco-friendly, appliances required for a luxurious stay on Kangaroo Island. The tastefully furnished bedrooms feature comfortable beds and lavish high thread count linen. The spacious Master Bedroom comes with 180degree views of secluded wilderness, stylish ensuite bathroom and exclusive access to the side deck, where you can enjoy the morning sun while relaxing at the alfresco table. The Double and Twin Rooms also feature impressive views of the exclusive environment, and have access to the comfortable and fully equipped second bathroom only a few feet away. The elegant outdoor setting, located on the hardwood deck surrounding the home, offers guests the chance to dine in the company of native wildlife, in what would be a truly unique Island experience
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Hello and welcome from Germany!
i would like to know like today when you are making a quilt i am using blanket for the inside of it do you have to sew in the quilt inside or leave it loose in the quilt i really need help i would appeciated all answers Rhonda Rejon
i am making a quilt with blanket inside it do you sew the blanket inside the quilt or do i leave it loose i really need help please i need anybody help please i need answer as soon as possible because this is a Christmas gift i have some many more Christmas gifts to make only have few days to all of my Christmas gifts Rhonda Rejon
i need to ask questions above my quilt i am making i am using a blanket for the inside do i sew it inside the quilt or do i leave it loose in the quilt this is a Christmas gift i need answer as soon as possible because i have alot more gifts to make not that 6 days to make in please i need alot of comments thank you for your time Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to everybody on Quilting Board Rhonda Rejon
I would not leave it loose as it could bunch up and wrinkle. Just quilt it in or tie it.


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The Right to Family Visits
There are about 4,000 prisoners and detainees from the occupied territories in Israeli prisons, according to International Red Cross (IRC) data. In regular times, the IRC provided transportation for between 8,000 and 10,000 visitors each month. This year the number of visitors decreased by 50 percent.
The photograph of a light-haired baby girl lies on the bed of prisoner Hamzi Sabra, of Qalqilyah, in his cell at Damon Prison in the Carmel region. It's a photo of his six-month-old daughter, Leili, whom he has never seen in the flesh. Sabra was arrested for being in Israel illegally, was sentenced to two years in prison, and since being incarcerated in this recently re-opened facility, hasn't seen any of his family. There are hardly any family visits at Damon, as is the case with all prisons where Palestinians are held.
This is not what will decide the future of Israel's relations with the Palestinians. Nevertheless, Israel's attitude toward the subject of visits to Palestinian prisoners is a gloomily instructive case of false promises, lack of goodwill, passing the buck among different security bodies, double standards and a violation of Israeli regulations, international law and the Geneva Convention, to which Israeli is a signatory. It is precisely here, over an issue that is so crucial to Palestinians, that the authority's narrow-mindedness and insensitivity is seen in its full splendor.
There are about 4,000 prisoners and detainees from the occupied territories in Israeli prisons, according to International Red Cross (IRC) data. Most of them are security prisoners, a few are in prison for criminal offenses and all of them are imprisoned within Israel in contravention of the Fourth Geneva Convention, which prohibits the transfer of individuals for incarceration outside the territories of occupation. Israel has bypassed international law by invoking the Defense (Emergency) Regulations, and no one thinks twice any longer about the presence of thousands of Palestinians in Israeli detention facilities. Some of these prisoners were supposed to have been released long ago as part of the Oslo Accords - another written commitment that Israel has violated - but who in the world is interested in the Oslo documents now?
The Palestinian prisoners are dispersed among 19 prisons and detention centers run by the Prisons Service and the police, along with one military prison, at Megiddo. Their number has risen from 2,800 in September 2000 to 4,000, with more prisoners being added every day. They are considered "protected" persons according to the definition of the IRC, and they have explicit recognized rights. Even according to Israeli regulations, they are entitled to a series of basic rights, including visiting rights - once every two weeks at the Prisons Service facilities and once a month at the military prison, with up to five visitors at a time.
Until the closure imposed over the past year, that right was preserved through the IRC, which organized transportation to the prisons. Prisoners' relatives had to endure trips that could last many hours for a 40-minute visit, but at least the visits took place, one way or another. In regular times, the IRC provided transportation for between 8,000 and 10,000 people a month. The Israeli army issued the entry permits and the police provided vehicles to escort the buses.
This year the number of visitors decreased by 50 percent; almost all of them were from East Jerusalem, the rest from the Gaza Strip. Residents of the West Bank could only dream of visits.
With the advent of the holy month of Ramadan, Israel declared solemnly it was introducing a series of measures to facilitate life for the Palestinians, including the renewal of the prison visits. That particular declaration was worth about as much as the others. According to the IRC, Israel did not permit one prison visit by residents of the West Bank - not of an aged mother, not of a newborn baby. The IDF Spokesman said at the end of last week that "the IDF permits family visits in the prison facilities," and blamed the cessation of the visits on the police; the police spokeswoman discussed allocating escort forces "in accordance with the ability of the police, in light of many other missions" and proposed that the Military Police help out; whereas the IRC said with understatement that "Israel's security needs can be accommodated together with respecting humanitarian missions."
Last week, at the Damon facility, I met a few prisoners who have never seen their children. Virtually none of them have seen their families for more than a year. According to a report of Physicians for Human Rights, a similar situation exists at Megiddo prison, where more than a thousand Palestinians are currently incarcerated, most of them prior to conviction. The security prisoners are also prohibited to speak to their loved ones by telephone - no visits or phone calls for more than a year.
It goes without saying that this situation is the source of constant unease and unrest among the prisoners, and it has a serious impact on events within the prison. The prison authorities do want the visits to take place. Israel could show some goodwill by permitting the visits to resume. Even the prime minister and the defense minister have said they do not wish to make the Palestinian population suffer. But these are empty words. Even in connection with such a specific, narrow subject, which is so clearly a humanitarian issue, Israel is demonstrating that it does not have good intentions. Palestinian prisoners, too, are human beings, and basic human rights accrue to them. What would we say if another country were to treat thousands of our prisoners like this?
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Ladbrokes walks away from Sportingbet bid
Betting giant Ladbrokes spurned a second major takeover opportunity after walking away from a bid for rival Sportingbet.
Ladbrokes chief executive Richard Glynn said the abandoned approach was not a "failure" and saved the company from entering a deal which would not have delivered value to its shareholders.
The high street bookie failed to conclude a deal with another online gambling group, 888, earlier in the year.


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I am here to proclaim that NO! They are not gross! They are strangely delicious and addicting! The sweetness of the sweet potato goes so well with the creamy sour cream, the spicy onion and jalapeno, the cold salsa and the tart lime juice. And, if you don't go overboard with the cheese, they might even pass as one of the healthier dishes at your Super Bowl buffet table thanks to the fresh toppings and the olive-oil-oven-bake-method. That's a real word.
I should probably explain this Sweet Potato Nacho Fry concept in all it's glory so you can fully grasp the divine concept that it is. Here's what you need to know: Sweet potatoes are peeled, cut into fries and tossed with olive oil and taco seasoning. They are baked in a hot oven until they are sweet, slightly crunchy and southwesty. Then my friends, you top the hot fries with cheese and let it melt. Oh mama are these good on their own. BUT, it gets better. I then topped mine with sour cream, salsa, fresh tomatoes, jalapenos, onion and cilantro.
Side Note: my husband just said "Hey, you should write that they are "nacho ordinary nachos!" Haha. WOW. I married a cheeseball. What can I say?
By the way, is it Superbowl or Super Bowl or SuperBowl or SUPERBOWL?! Does it matter? I'm confused.
I digress.
Anyways, I tested this recipe last night as a late afternoon snack/early dinner. Between Gordon and I, we absolutely and positively licked the plate clean. We weren't even that hungry, but they got completely finished.
So, give these a whirl! They are really easy to make and taste delicious. Perfect food for snacking, especially for the superbowl! Holla! Who are you cheering for?
Sweet Potato Nacho Fries
yield: 4 sides or 2 entrees
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4 medium sweet potatoes or 2 large
3 tablespoon olive oil
2 tablespoons taco seasoning
1 1/2 cups grated cheddar cheese
toppings: fresh jalapeno, tomatoes, sour cream, salsa, onions, cilantro, avocado, corn, beans, lime wedges etc.
Heat oven to 425 degrees. Lightly grease baking sheet with non stick cooking spray. Set aside.
Peel sweet potatoes and cut into fries. {I cut mine into 1/4 inch pieces approximately.} Place on baking sheet and toss with olive oil and taco seasonings. *Bake for 45-60 minutes or until fries are to your desired crispness, flipping them every 10-15 minutes.
Remove fries from oven and sprinkle cheese over top. Place back into hot oven for 30 seconds or until cheese has melted completely. Remove fries carefully from baking sheet onto serving platter and top with desired toppings. Serve warm.
*Baking time will depend on the thickness of your fries, so adjust accordingly! 🙂0


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Two late converted Sale tries, from Chris Mayor and Elvis Seveali'i, had the Scarlets sweating.
But earlier scores for the Welsh side, through Regan King, Hottie Louw and a penalty try conceded by the Sharks' creaking scrum, proved just enough.
The Scarlets trailed at half-time, but the arrival of Lions scrum-half Dwayne Peel off the bench inspired them.
Sale had led 9-7 at the break, David Blair's three penalties cancelling out King's try.
The New Zealander's score was the one moment of real quality in a poor opening period.
Scarlets scrum-half Clive Stuart-Smith took a quick tap penalty, catching the Sale defence off-guard and giving King the space to dive over for a try converted by Mike Hercus.
The side from Llanelli ended the first half a man down after Garan Evans' high tackle on Nathan Bonner-Evans earned him a yellow card.
But the Scarlets made light of their disadvantage soon after the restart, skipper Simon Easterby opting for a five-metre lineout and the pack shunting South African lock Louw over.
Hercus added his second conversion of the night and then struck a penalty to stretch the Scarlets' lead to 17-9.
The USA fly-half was joined by a new half-back partner, as Peel arrived on the pitch for just his second game of the season after suffering a troublesome ankle injury.
The Lions scrum-half injected new life into the Scarlets' play and the Welsh side were soon rolling forward.
The understrength Sale side, saving their powder for next week's Heineken Cup tester at Castres, then conceded a penalty try as their scrum buckled under pressure.
The game looked won for the home side, but Easterby's sin-binning for a technical offence seven minutes from time allowed Sale to stage a comeback.
Mayor skipped away down the wing to score, then fielded the resulting kick-off to burst through the Welsh defence and send Seveali'i in under the posts.
Blair's two conversions to bring Sale to within a point ensured a fraught finale, but the Scarlets just held on.
They can now look forward to a semi-final in Cardiff's Millennium Stadium next March, and go into next week's Heineken Cup match against London Wasps in good heart.
Scarlets centre Regan King:"It was a bit nerve-wracking at the end. We thought we had it there with not long to go but they got a few late tries.
"It was too close for comfort, we've got a bit of a knack for having close ones at Stradey Park, but we're happy to get the win.
"I'm sure we'll be competitive playing at the Millennium Stadium in the semi-finals, so we'll give it our all and see what happens."
Sale coach Kingsley Jones:"I thought Chris Jones was absolutely outstanding tonight, and I believe he is the most hard done-by player in England at the moment.
"It just beats me why he wasn't considered for the England game last weekend. I don't push my players but it is unfair that I don't say what I think.
"I would have played him at number six, with either Pat Sanderson or Lewis Moody at seven, and I wouldn't pick Martin Corry because I don't think he is a high level international player. He makes too many mistakes."
Scarlets: B Davies; M Jones, D James, King, G Evans; Hercus, Stuart-Smith; D Williams, Rees, J Davies, Louw, A Jones, Easterby, G Thomas, Mills.Replacements: R Davies, Gravelle, Cooper, Wyatt, Peel, Bowen, Watkins.
Sin bin: Easterby (69).
Sale: Wakley; Mayor, Duffy, Seveali'i, Kuadey; Blair, Wigglesworth; Roberts, Briggs, Coutts, C Jones, Day, Anglesea (capt), Tait, Bonner-Evans.Replacements: M Jones, Halsall, Lloyd, Cox, Leck, R. Jones, Riley.
Att: 12,250
Ref: Jean-Pierre Matheu (France).


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U.S. Attorney Zachary Fardon wants recent charges brought against several Illinoisans to be a reminder about the importance of complying with tax obligations.
One alleged scheme involved 173 fictitious income tax returns using the personal information of dental patients in the Chicago suburb of Woodridge. According to an indictment, unsealed Monday, Kenya Bond, 35, worked in the dental office and provided personal information patients to another man, Willis Patton, for a fee.
The 43-year-old Patton then used that information to file the false returns and had the refunds made electronically to bank accounts controlled by a third defendant, 54-year-old Stevie Shelton.
For the 2011 tax year, prosecutors said Patton received approximately $180,000 in false tax refunds, including $67,000 that was electronically transferred into accounts maintained by Shelton.
Bond, Shelton and Patton were each charged with six counts of wire fraud. Patton and Bond were also charged with two counts each of making false claims, while Shelton was charged with two counts of theft of government funds.
Other Illinoisans have been indicted for tax evasion recently for failing to file federal income tax returns.
Among them were Victor Shaw, a 53-year-old Dolton man who prosecutors said failed to file federal income tax returns each year between 2007 and 2012.
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Anwan Glover thanks fans for support following nightclub assault
Actor Anwan Glover has thanked fans for their support after he was beaten and stabbed in a Washington, D.C. nightclub over the weekend (02-03Aug14). The Wire star, who portrayed gang member Slim Charles, was partying at hotspot Cafe Asia on Sunday (03Aug14), when he was confronted by unknown assailants who assaulted and stabbed him.
He was treated for a laceration on the right side of his torso at George Washington University Hospital, but has since been discharged and has taken to his Instagram.com page to update fans on his condition.
He writes, "As many of you are aware, i (sic) was involved in an incident last night. While supporting another band, at their show, I was involved in an altercation with some unknown people. While defending myself, I was stabbed. I was hospitalized and have been released."
Glover continues, "I am not a stranger to adversity and when shown hate, I'm going to spread love. I am recovering and will be back soon. My flesh may be stabbed but my spirit is unbreakable. I want to thank all of my fans, followers and friends for their inquiries, we'll wishes, prayers and love. I love you all back and I'm always going to love my city…"


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Afternoon. It may not be long before the phrase "Typical City" will be uttered after they've won yet another trophy. However for the time being at least, it still means Manchester City are a club never too far away from shooting themselves in the foot in the most slapstick fashion. Typical City means needing a win against Liverpool to stay up on the final day of the 1995-96 season but wasting time in the corner in the dying stages because you've been erroneously told a draw will do. Typical City means the original Lewis Dunk, Jamie Pollock, juggling the ball past his own defenders and then lobbing his goalkeeper with a perfectly judged header. It means Garry Cook. The sorely missed Garry Cook. And it could mean beating Manchester United to go back to the top of the table, only to lose the very next game. Should City fail to win at Newcastle this afternoon, you can bet the first words to come out of their supporters' mouths, other than ones beginning with eff and cee, will be "Typical City".
After the victory in the Manchester derby on Monday, City could have done without a trip to St James' Park. Other than last week's defeat against the best side in the world, Wigan Athletic, Newcastle are on a red-hot streak, winning seven of their last eight games, and in Papiss Cisse they possess a striker apparently capable of defying the law of physics; after his mind-boggling absurdity against Chelsea, there are probably still some people whose jaws are yet to be extracted from the ground. He has 13 goals in his last 12 games, defying the theory that there is no value in the January transfer market, and will be ably supported by Demba Ba, Hatem Ben Arfa and Yohan Cabaye.
Three points for Newcastle will take them into the top four, above Arsenal and possibly Tottenham. Yet City have an even bigger prize on offer – a win more or less wraps up the title - and they may well have too much power and skill for Alan Pardew's side. They'll probably need all of it; Newcastle are unlikely to be as compliant as United were on Monday and City have not won a truly difficult away game since the 6-1 win in the derby in October. But the manner in which they have clawed back the eight-point deficit - unprecedented with six games to go in the Premier League era - would suggest they have the bit between their teeth and aren't about to throw away their advantage now. This is Manchester City though. Your guess is as good as mine.
Kick-off is at: 1.30pm.
Team news: Both sides are unchanged from their midweek wins. Look at that conservative Italian manager with his four attackers on the pitch.
Newcastle: Krul; Perch, Williamson, Coloccini, Santon; Tiote, Gutierrez; Ben Arfa, Cabaye, Ba; Cisse. Subs: Elliot,
Gosling, Ryan Taylor, Marveaux, Shola Ameobi, Obertan, Ferguson.
Manchester City: Hart; Zabaleta, Kompany, Lescott, Clichy; Barry, Yaya Toure; Nasri, Silva, Aguero; Tevez. Subs: Pantilimon, Richards, Milner, Dzeko, Johnson, Kolarov, De Jong.
Referee: Howard Webb.
Emails. "Whatever happened to Santon?" says Michael Hunt. "He was bursting through as a bright spark at Inter last I really knew of him, performing under Mourinho, and much as he is performing well in an excellent Newcastle team, it still would not be seen as a step up for him. Especially as (and I am prepared to be proved wrong here) young Italians tend not to prove themselves in English teams (Maccarone et al) whereas experienced ones can. And Balotelli is proving himself bit by bit but I don't think that Balotelli can be taken as an example of anything apart from being Balotelli." I'm not entirely sure to be honest, but he's settling in well. Maybe he just didn't fit in with Inter's geriatrico drive.
"I've got a small amount of money on Papiss scoring first in a 2-2 draw, I've got a feeling," says Tom Kirkpatrick. "What do you reckon?" You could well be right.
"Whatever happens, as a nufc fan, I am just happy to have so much (postive) to play for at this stage of the season," says David Thompson. "It has been too long. Pardew is manager of the season, no doubt. And Cisse's goal? Not even fair to include it in any competition. Never seen anyone even attempt anything like it before. Good luck Toon. Good luck City." When I saw Cisse's goal, I just burst out laughing. It was surreal.
Manchester City have an eight-goal advantage over Manchester United at the moment. It's said that it's cruel to really humiliate sides and keep going for goals at the end of the game. That won't really fly if City win the league on goal difference. Doubtless City have had similar experiences this season, but United might look, say, to the game against Wolves when they were 5-0 up against 10 men with 30 minutes to go and then stopped playing. Or only beating 10-man QPR 2-0. So often you see dominant teams take their foot off the gas, ease off and perhaps this serves as a lesson against that.
Heresy corner: "Are we really meant to believe Cisse intended that second against Chelsea?" says David Price. "Surely it was a hit and hope and just happened to swerve and curl and end up in the only possile square foot of the goal from which it could have got past Cech? I realise Cisse is good - but while the crouch goal, say, or the rooney overhead was 'aimed for', as we used to say in the playground, Cisse just seemed to boot it in the general direction of the goal." This is harsh in the extreme. We should just enjoy these uplifting moments and I think the way he hit the ball, slicing across it with the outside of his boot, gives credence to the idea there was a modicum of a plan behind it.
The teams are in the tunnel. Manchester City, again, are wearing those infernal blue tracksuit tops. They are a sartorial menace and must be stopped.
The teams are now out of the tunnel. They'll be doing soccer soon!
Off we go. It's Newcastle who kick off, attacking from right to left in a boisterous St James' Park. "Soccer? It's football here," roars Zac McDonough, who's probably still fuming about the Liverpool fans booing the national anthem at Wembley yesterday.
2 min: It's fast and furious from the off, and City have already been compelled to concede a couple of free-kicks, albeit in harmless areas. Newcastle pumped them long both times, but City dealt with them with minimum fuss.
3 min: Cisse gets the ball 45 yards from goal and is urged to shoot by the Newcastle fans. Now that is optimistic. He doesn't oblige. It's a bright start from Newcastle, who are snapping into City, giving them no time to settle. "If there's one thing we need, it's more Guardian football related campaigns," says Matt Dony. "Stop Tracksuits!"
5 min: It's fairly shapeless at the moment, neither team getting into their stride yet. Incidentally when Blackburn pipped United to the title in 1995, their penultimate game was against Newastle. Thanks to a monstrous performance in goal from Tim Flowers, they won the match 1-0, Alan Shearer scoring the only goal.
6 min: "I am a neutral in that I don't have one team I root for but Man City must be stopped," says JR in Illinois. "I love Newcastle this year." The Premier League is so much better when Newcastle are on song.
7 min: A wayward high boot from Cabaye catches Barry plum in the face. It was accidental though and City make do with a free-kick; Barry's smarting a little, but doesn't need any treatment. I once broke my nose in that manner. 10 days before my barmitzvah as well. My parents weren't best pleased.
9 min: The first attack of any note from City. Tevez charges through the middle, finds Nasri on the left and his shot from the edge of the area is blocked by Williamson. "Was there ever any actual explanation given for the Liverpool booing of the National Anthem?" says Michael Hunt. "Unless there was actually some conspiracy that the FA conspired against Liverpool by playing the National Anthem when they were booing something else. The referee perhaps." Attention seeking? Actually one of the explanations I've seen is that people from Liverpool don't consider themselves to be part of England. Which is both strange and understandable.
10 min: City stay on the front foot and Nasri wins a corner on the left. He trots across to take it, and then City nearly catch Newcastle out with a short corner, Nasri finding Silva with a low pass into the area. His cross is deflected behind, but the second corner comes to nothing.
11 min: After 10 minutes of soaking up some fairly tame Newcastle pressure, City suddenly explode into life. Nasri and Silva combine again, the Spaniard haring into the area and his shot from the left is pushed aside by Krul.
13 min: A sign of how dangerous City are is that the home fans are silent every time they go forward. They're nervous and with good reason. They're increasingly taking a grip on this game and are starting to open Newcastle up. Tevez slips a cross into the area, but the unmarked Barry's first touch is poor, taking him away from goal when he looked poised to score.
15 min: Tiote, who has started despite the clattering he took from John Obi Mikel on Wednesday night, appears to be struggling with an injury. "Not being of the same heritage, I could be mistaken, but isn't a bar mitzvah a ceremony symbolising a boy becoming a man?" says Matt Dony. "With no disrespect to tradition intended, I'd suggest being kicked in the nose, and manning up about it, is also a step in the direction of male adulthood. You must have been the manliest young man around!" You'd have thought so.
16 min: Newcastle can't keep the ball at all, especially up front, where Demba Ba appears to be wearing lead boots. City look very confident indeed.
17 min: It's coming. Silva pops up in the worst possible place for Newcastle, in between the lines of defence and midfield. He moves the ball to the left to Aguero, who's found space in the Newcastle area. The Argentinian cuts back on to his right foot, dodging past the challenge of the creaky Perch, but then places his sidefooter too close to Krul. City have had 77% possession in the last 10 minutes.
19 min: City were like a runaway train on their travels at the start of the season, but after beating United at Old Trafford in October, their form tailed off; they stopped scoring and even started losing, but old the swagger is back now.
20 min: Kompany klips a hopeful ball over the top for Aguero to chase. For some reason, Krul is tempted to come racing off his line and out of the area, but gets nowhere near it, allowing Aguero to chest it past him. The angle is too tight for the shot though, and Aguero's pass into the area is booted behind for a corner. Silva curls it in, Krul stays on his line and it's cleared rather desperately a few yards away from the goal. A fairly hapless period of play from the normally reliable goalkeeper.
22 min: Clichy darts down the left, but Aguero can't do anything with his cross. "Don't be so tracksuit-ist," says Sean Boiling. "I'm sure a nice claret and blue one with a big 'Irons' logo on the back would look terrific." I don't have anything against tracksuits; I just don't understand why teams wear tracksuit tops when they emerge from the tunnel, given that they remove them approximately 0.00000006 seconds later.
24 min: An attempted clearance by a clutch of Newcastle defenders on the edge inadvertently spins into their own area. Silva reads the path of the ball, but this time Krul is quick off his line to smother the threat. "As a neutral myself, I am afraid that City are a machine that can only be stopped by sending a man from the future," says Daniel Hicks. Or the past. Let's not be pastist.
26 min: Newcastle are all over the place at the moment. Inside his half, Ben Arfa is swamped by Clichy, who outmuscles him, races towards the area and then has his heels clipped by his fellow Frenchman. There's the first booking. The free-kick is to the left, 25 yards from goal.
27 min: Tevez's weak effort is straight at Krul. A simple save. "Interesting comment from Michael Hunt," says Robert Boon, before going on to completely ignore the comment. "His name reminded me of a meeting I attended during which a female managed repeatedly told the group about the important work she and Mike Hunt were doing. I had to leave in the end because I was no longer able to keep a straight face - highly immature." I actually ignored that open goal.
28 min: Have Newcastle been in City's half? This is very impressive from the league leaders.
29 min: Now they have. Roles reversed this time, as Ben Arfa robs the dawdling Clichy and steams past Lescott on the right. He slips the ball inside to Ba, who tries to outdo Cisse, swivelling and blasting a shot just over the bar from 35 yards out. Hart would have saved it though. It was right above him. He immediately puts City back in trouble though, skewing his goal-kick straight at Ba. He tries to release Cabaye, but he's cynically fouled by Barry, who's booked. Better from Newcastle.
30 min: Cabaye's free-kick is straight at the wall; Tiote's speculative follow-up is a waste of time.
31 min: Krul does a Joe Hart, sending a clearance straight to Nasri. With the goal vacant, he tries to score from 45 yards out and scuffs it back to Krul, which was nice of him.
32 min: Tiote is booked for bringing down Silva in full flight, 30 yards out. Excellent refereeing from Howard Webb, who only blew his whistle once it became apparent there was no advantage for City at all.
33 min: Silva drifts the free-kick towards the far post, but it sails over everyone's head and out for a goal-kick.
34 min: Joe Hart keeps the scores level with a brilliant save from Ben Arfa. The danger arose when Zabaleta's heavy touch on the right was pounced upon by the ever-industrious Gutierrez. He scoots down the left and then slides a pass into the area towards Cisse. His dummy throws the City defence off course and buys Ba a sight of goal, but he takes too long and his shot is blocked. The ball squirts over to the right to Ben Arfa, and his fierce volley is beaten out by Hart, who's had nothing to do all game but has excelled when called upon.
35 min: Gutierrez threatens again, finding Cabaye on the edge of the area but he drags his shot wide.
36 min: Newcastle have come right back into this now and Cabaye's clever poke is so close to setting up Cisse, but Hart is too quick for him. James Perch is the latest player to be booked for a foul.
37 min: With Newcastle challenging City to prise them open, Toure drops a glorious pass over Gutierrez and into the right-hand channel for the onrushing Zabaleta. He cushions the ball back invitingly, but while we were waiting for someone - anyone - to arrive on the scene, no one does, and Newcastle escape.
38 min: Another booking, this time for Yaya Toure, who was late on Ben Arfa. He'll not be too fussed about that though, because it stopped Ben Arfa from running at the City defence.
40 min: Ba nuts one over from Ben Arfa's wonderful cross. This is turning into an excellent game.
41 min: How on earth are City not ahead? This was an absolutely incredible goalmouth scramble. Silva gets behind the Newcastle defence and cleverly pulls the back into the area. Barry's low drive from 15 yards out is blocked by Coloccini, but the rebound comes back to Barry. His second effort beats both Coloccini and Krul, but Santon gets back to stab it off the line! Barry tries to make it third time lucky, with help from Carlos Tevez, but feverishj defending from Newcastle, Krul acting like a man possessed, sees them get it clear. Astonishing stuff.
44 min: "Robert Boon's 27th-minute story is made up," says Mac Millings. "At least that what my colleague, Yuri Normouscoque, says."
45 min: Every little Newcastle touch on the ball, even if it only provides the merest of respites, is greeted by a throaty cheer from their supporters. Imagine what it will be like if they score. There will be one minute of stoppage time.
Half time: Newcastle 0-0 Manchester City. It's been breathless, tense stuff so far. City are clearly the superior side, but Newcastle have carried a threat of their own, even if they have been hanging on at times. This is one of the most gripping title races for years. How are your nerves?
Half time emails.
"After all the hot air regarding newcastle and what a good season they have had, they will probably end up on channel 5 with Liverpool, and the re-invigorated Carroll next season," points out Rowan Blades. "At least they won't have wasted almost 45m on Downing, Henderson and Adam."
"Maybe it's brutally air-conditioned in the tunnels?" says Jeremy Zerbe. "Never been in one to say."
"The tracksuits are just another opportunity to sell some sponsorship space, that 0.00000006 seconds reverses into $6,000,000.00 in sponsor cash," says Jonathan.
"Going back to 9min there were a few Liverpool fans phoning 5 Live last night explaining why they booed," saus Paul Ruffley. "Depending which one you believe it was because they were making a protest about the kick off time, the fact they don't think they're part of the UK, "cos we always do", and an objection to the royal family with its inappropriate bloodlines controlling all the media and the rest of us are too blind to see it."
"As a United fan I am caught in two minds about this match," says Rick Harris. "If City win then the title is as good as theirs, but will have a cheap feel to it because let's face it, they will have bought it. If City drop points however, then United will probably go on to win the title in which case they will have lost twice to the team in second place and it will not look like much of a triumph either. United will probably benefit more by a trophy less season than shading a title they don't really deserve."
"Good for them," says John Hird, of the Liverpool fans. "Monarchy is so feudal. Prepare yourself for the mother of all booings at the Spanish Cup final but Grauiad readers will support that 'cos it's abroad."
"I have plans of having twins," says Michael ****. "I shall name them Isaac and Yorrick."
"This is no word of a lie - I knew someone with the name Mr R Thole," lies Mark Judd.
Here, check out this live gallery. It's got pictures and everything.
46 min: Are you ready for the tensest second half of the season? Good. Let's go then. City kick off. They have to score. You'd fancy them to do so on the basis of their first-half performance, but this is the most unpredictable of seasons. Reason all but goes out of the window. "There was a teacher at Chadderton Grammar School (Oldham) in the 1960's called Dick Shortt," parps Fred Lane. "He did French."
48 min: Excellent news for Newcastle: it's Aston Villa 1-0 Tottenham. Harry for England!
49 min: Gutierrez is lucky not to be booked for a show of dissent, throwing his arms about like a toddler after being penalised for a foul on Zabaleta.
50 min: A quiet start to the second half. City have certainly not come out all guns blazing. "Rick Harris is clearly not a United fan," insists Michael Meagher. "Deserve has nothing to do with it when the alternative is City winning the League. Not to mention that Alex Ferguson is well aware of the problems his team has regardless of where they finish and the Glazers are not going to make any more money available if United finish second than if they finish first. There are no lessons to be learned, or actions to be taken, that are special to finishing second." But look at all trophies they've won! The Glazers are great!
52 min: Another free-kick, another mess, Toure curling one well over the top. Next to me, Rob Smyth, who may or may not want Newcastle to win observes that "this is absolutely miserable".
54 min: City are beginning to dominate again. After a spot of head tennis in the Newcastle area and some decidedly scrappy play, Tevez whips an instinctive first-time shot wildly wide of the right post. "Oh god, Don't put scores of other games up!" pleads Jonny Butterworth. "I just bit through my single revision pen when I Saw the 1-0. Funnily enough I'm revising what Eyewitnesses spot and memorize."
55 min: Tevez's weak bouncer is straight at Krul, but City are setting up camp in the Newcastle half. Arsenal, Tottenham and United fans will all be experiencing squeaky bums watching this game.
57 min: This can't be true. "Friend of mine at a school in St Albans had a teacher called Fred Scotland, who was Welsh, and who had a birthmark on his right cheek the shape of Jersey," says Elliot Wilson. "He also more than resembled the actor John Nettles. Humming the Bergerac tune thus became a detentionable offence."
58 min: The tension here! This is the most gripping title race for years.
59 min: Silva's shot from 25 yards out hits the unwitting Aguero, taking all the pace off the ball, which dribbles through to Krul.
60 min: From the sublime to the ridiculous in the space of five minutes for Hatem Ben Arfa. A lovely turn leaves Toure embarrassed on the turf, but then having earned a chance to run at Clichy, Ben Arfa manages to beat himself instead of the defender. Nigel De Jong is getting ready to come on for Manchester City. It will presumably be Samir Nasri who makes way, Toure pushing further forward.
62 min: It is Nasri who goes off and Nigel De Jong is booed on to the field; it was the Dutchman who broke Ben Arfa's leg with a 'robust' challenge last season. "Mark Judd got it wrong; I was at school with mark and the guy's name was R.Sole," says Keith Holmes.
63 min: This is not going to plan for City. It's too flat, even though they are palpably the better side. "This is where you need Balotelli: he will either score a wondergoal, get a red card, or start a fight with Tevez or possibly all three," says Damian Durrant. "That the way to send off this season." His sending off at Arsenal was arguably the best thing that could have happened to City. It released all the tension.
64 min: This is the best chance of the second half so far, and it's fallen to Newcastle. And missed by Ben Arfa. He picked up the ball on the right of the City area and this time his tricks do come off as he drops the shoulder, diddles effortlessly past Clichy and then, from eight yards out, slashes high and wide with his right foot. He should have hit the target at least.
67 min: Ba wriggles away from Kompany, but his placed shot is easily blocked. This could go either way. "Ah, title run in tension," muses Martin Widdicks. "I remember Ian Woan's equalizer against Newcastle in 1996. As a Forest fan there were definitely mixed feelings when that went in. Not sure Newcastle fans will feel any if they score."
68 min: Toure seeks out Zabaleta on the right of the area. He controls it on his chest, and then almost balances the ball on his head, like a performing seal, before wonking a dreadful volley miles over, like a performing idiot.
69 min: Edin Dzeko is getting ready to come on. "Don't you dare call him a donkey," warns Rob Smyth. The excellent Edin Dzeko is getting ready to come on.
70 min: Carlos Tevez off, Edin Dzeko on.
GOAL! Newcastle 0-1 Manchester City (Yaya Toure, 70 min): Yaya Toure scored the goal that won Manchester City the FA Cup, and he may just have scored the goal that wins them their first league title since 1968. It's a peach of a goal as well. He played a give and go around Cabaye with Aguero, and then curled a wonderful effort around the despairing Krul from 25 yards out, the ball nestling perfectly in the bottom-right corner. Kudos to Roberto Mancini, because the introduction of Nigel De Jong has allowed Toure to get forward and influence the match more. And now look.
72 min: I fancy there may be some more twists and turns in this match to come.
73 min: Cisse accidentally Pepes on Barry's arm. He's been in the wars today.
74 min: The irrepressible Edin Dzeko plucks a high ball out of the sky and then whacks a volley off in the general direction of Sunderland. Newcastle respond by bringing on Shola Ameobi and Shane Ferguson for James Perch and Hatem Ben Arfa.
75 min: Will City come to regret this miss? Silva dinks a sublime pass over the Newcastle defence for Aguero, who opens up his body and then strokes the ball past Krul ... and past the right post. I can't believe he's not scored; they'll remember this moment if Newcastle equalise.
78 min: There is a grown man in the Newcastle end who's painted his face black and white. He looks like a bald zebra. A grown man.
78 min: Oh Papiss. Ameobi chips a cross towards Cisse, but he puts power on the header when it needed to be a glance. It flashes wide.
79 min: Zabaleta is booked for a rash challenge on Ferguson, who had stormed past him on the left. City are starting to hold what they have now, inviting pressure from Newcastle.
80 min: The free-kick is cleared and Ferguson clatters into Silva as he clears it. How many bookings is that now? "As a neutral, and former ABU, this is depressing," says Duncan Smith. "It's the utter death knell for romance in football. Who can hope and dream now, when the solution to a problem is half a billion pounds. I haven't felt this uninspired by football since the early days of Sky. The only tension was the hope that all this money failed to buy the league."
82 min: Yaya Toure nearly gets his second, flicking a header just wide from Silva's inswinging free-kick. Time stood still there. Enough for Ryan Taylor to replace Cheik Tiote. "Hi it wasn't last season when Ben Arfa's leg was broken; it was in fall 2010 and yours truly was one of the casualty docs at MAnchester Royal when it occurred," says Baryalai Khan Mohmand. So it was last season. Think about it for a moment.
84 min: Yaya Toure does his best Andy Carroll impression. He's played clear through the middle by Aguero, but after taking it round Krul, he inexplicably falls over, just as Carroll did on this ground last month. On the turf, he manages to prod it back to Aguero, but Krul gets in the way of his effort, pushing it over the bar. From the corner, Dzeko turns over from close range.
86 min: Roberto Mancini shores up his side by introducing Micah Richards for David Silva.
87 min: A heart-in-mouth moment for City as Ameobi's header goes back across the face of goal, but before Cisse can make anything of it, Lescott boots clear.
88 min: With his first touch, Micah Richards preserves City's lead. A high ball fell to Ameobi on the edge of the area. He thumped it goalwards on the volley and Richards threw himself in front of the ball, deflecting it behind for a corner. From which ...
GOAL! Newcastle 0-2 Manchester City (Yaya Toure, 89 min): He's done it again. The title is surely Manchester City's. After the corner was cleared, Cabaye's heavy touch allowed Aguero to pinch the ball and start another counter. He found De Jong on the edge of the area, who in turn moved it across to Clichy. With seemingly nothing on, he just nonchalantly slipped the ball through Santon's legs and to Toure, who took a touch and then stabbed it high past Krul before the goalkeeper could set himself. So, so simple and the finishing line is in sight now. You have to hand it to them.
90 min+1: Joe Hart wants a clean sheet and he makes a smart stop to deny Ameobi from giving Newcastle - and Manchester United - a semblance of hope with a first-time drive from a cutback. Moments later, Ameobi has a pop from long range, but it's straight at Hart.
Full time: Newcastle 0-2 Manchester City. That's it! Manchester City have a hand on their first league title for 44 years. Forty-four years. Forty. Four. In the circumstances, this was a monumental performances away to the league's form side. The stuff of champions. Their celebrations don't go overboard, they still have a job to do next week against QPR, but it would be the mother of all upsets if they fail to win that game next Sunday. Yaya Toure has now scored the three most important goals in City's recent history: the winner in the FA Cup semi-final, the winner in the final and, today, the expert goal that finally broke Newcastle's resistance. They are three points ahead of Manchester United - although United will go top if they beat Swansea 11-0. Ahem. Thanks for reading. Bye.


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I checked out my local TJ Maxx today and found YSL Nu. They had 50ml EDT ($19.99), 30ml EDP ($9.99) and 100ml EDP ($19.99). I had never tested this before and they were all unboxed, so I helped myself.
First of all, this has one of the stupidest bottle designs in the history of perfumery. It's a flat disk, like a makeup compact (at least the EDP is; the EDT is in a more traditional cylindrical bottle) and the catch/hinge on the lid sections of all three bottles they had were broken so lid would not stay on. Grrrr.
My first impressions are very positive. It's easily wearable for a man, but a woman could wear it too, and I'd be all over a woman who would. However, I don't really get the comparisons to Donna Karan Black Cashmere (which I love) that are often made. To my nose Nu is MUCH softer and more floral; not nearly as smoky and incensey as BK, and most people would probably not consider it as masculine.
I liked it enough to pick up the 100ml EDP for 20 bucks, but if you're thinking of buying blind because you like Black Cashmere, I'd definitely recommend finding a way to try before buying.
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In theory, there is no difference between theory and practice. In practice, there is.
My sales thread: http://www.basenotes.net/threads/304...85#post2614885
Wanted: YSL Nu EdP