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By Rem Rieder Rem Rieder (firstname.lastname@example.com) is AJR's editor and senior vice president.
Yet without a visionary named Roone Arledge, that's the grim reality we might have faced. Arledge, who died last month, was one of those larger-than-life figures who made a difference.
First at ABC Sports, later at ABC News, Arledge was the force behind a wide array of initiatives that changed the television landscape.
In addition to "Monday Night Football," which presaged the advent of sports in prime time, he was the man who brought instant replay and slow-motion to the tube. He was the one who saw that the exceedingly smart but often insufferable Howard Cosell could be an effective television presence, then put together the inspired lineup of Cosell, the wonderful Don Meredith and Frank Gifford.
There was much gnashing of teeth when Arledge moved from sports to news, much fear that this shaman/showman was a philistine who would cheapen the sacred network newscast. Yet Arledge surprised everyone. He was instrumental in the creation of Ted Koppel's "Nightline" and "This Week with David Brinkley." He ensconced Peter Jennings in the anchor chair. He propelled ABC News from also-ran to the top of the charts.
Arledge was hardly a paragon. A great manager he was not. His penchant for ignoring phone messages was legendary. And by aggressively going after talent, he helped create the out-of-control salaries of today's TV news stars.
Arledge is a vivid reminder of the importance of visionary mavericks, people with big ideas and the wherewithal to make them happen. Like Al Neuharth creating a national newspaper from scratch, or Ted Turner revolutionizing TV news with CNN. While organization men (and women) and team players are no doubt valuable, we always need some buccaneers to take us in exciting new directions.
Arledge built ABC into a news powerhouse by recruiting top journalists with the zeal of a basketball coach pursuing a blue-chipper. And once he had reeled in his targets, he worked tirelessly to keep them happy. Not, of course, without some excesses, including those aforementioned eye-popping salaries and Hollywood-style perks.
But the basic approach is sound. I've always felt that the keys to journalism management include hiring terrific people who make you look good and creating an environment in which they can do excellent work and flourish.
It's a shame that the paradigm isn't more common.
It's hard to believe that Howell Raines has been executive editor of the New York Times for less than 18 months, given the breadth of his impact and the controversies he has stirred up.
Much of that impact has been positive. The paper's coverage of September 11 and its aftermath was nothing short of astonishing, in a good way. The Times has excelled at shifting into overdrive when big stories break. Day after day, the paper is simply excellent, widening the gap between itself and the nation's other top papers.
But the crusade to have women admitted to Augusta National Golf Club, waged both on the front page and the editorial page, has hardly been one of the Times' finest hours.
There's no doubt that the paper is on the side of the angels. But the sheer amount of coverage, and some awfully slight stories displayed on page one, have overkill written all over them.
Then came the ham-fisted decision to spike a couple of sports columns that took issue with the Times' editorial stance, including one challenging the notion that Tiger Woods should boycott the Masters tournament held annually at Augusta.
This was bad news for newspapers everywhere. All it does is reinforce the widespread but generally misguided belief that a paper's editorial position colors the rest of its content. Fortunately, in the face of a barrage of criticism, the Times reversed field and published, with some modifications, the banned-in-Manhattan columns.
All too typically, though, Raines wasn't discussing the issue with other news organizations. At least in this instance Managing Editor Gerald Boyd was available for comment. Too often questions about the paper are referred to a corporate spokesperson, if they are answered at all.
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text: Oscar-winning director Michael Moore is being sued by a furious American newspaper for allegedly "doctoring" the paper's front page for his controversial documentary Fahrenheit 9/11. A scene in the movie shows newspaper headlines relating to the legally contested 2000 American presidential election and includes a shot of Bloomington, Illinois newspaper The Pantagraph with a headline reading 'Latest Florida recount shows Al Gore won election' - which was not actually used on the first page. Instead the headline was found in much smaller type above a letter to the editor, which the paper says reflects "only the opinions of the letter writer". The Pantagraph has now sent Moore and his production company Lions Gate Entertainment Corp a letter asking him to apologize for using the manipulated cover page and are seeking $1 million in compensatory damages. The paper says, "If Moore wants to 'edit' The Pantagraph, he should apply for a copy-editing job." :lol:


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12 For lwe do not commend ourselves again to you, but give you opportunity mto boast on our behalf, that you may have an answer for those who boast in appearance and not in heart. 13 For nif we are beside ourselves, it is for God; or if we are of sound mind, it is for you. 14 For the love of Christ compels us, because we judge thus: that oif One died for all, then all died; 15 and He died for all, pthat those who live should live no longer for themselves, but for Him who died for them and rose again.
16 qTherefore, from now on, we regard no one according to the flesh. Even though we have known Christ according to the flesh, ryet now we know Him thus no longer. 17 Therefore, if anyone sis in Christ, he is ta new creation; uold things have passed away; behold, all things have become vnew. 18 Now all things are of God, wwho has reconciled us to Himself through Jesus Christ, and has given us the ministry of reconciliation,


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Details regarding Kenny Chesney's 13th studio album became a little clearer today with the revealing of the album's cover art.
Welcome To The Fishbowl, Kenny's first release since 2010's Hemingway's Whiskey, is set to be released on June 19.
As to what we can expect out of the track listing for the new album, all eyes will be on his "Brothers Of The Sun" tour with Tim McGraw, which kicks off on June 2 in Tampa, and also this Sunday, when Chesney will perform a special duet with McGraw during the Academy of Country Music Awards.
As to what the fans are saying about the news, here are some tweets following this latest news:
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Read more stories about the 2012 Academy of Country Music Awards.
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Watch the Academy of Country Music Awards live on Sunday, April 1 at 8pm ET (delayed PT) on CBS.
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Good luck:
• The dinner party. If classy is your thing, The Post's foodies have produced offerings that, when combined, create the perfect mix of food, friends and booze. Sara Kate Gillingham-Ryan provides dinner party recipes including fennel-roasted salmon and cranberry tarts with hazelnut crust. Meanwhile, Dave McIntyre makes the case for expensive champagne, even while providing a good list of sparkling wines for the reveler on a budget.
• The going-all-out NYE. If you thrive on the energy of a good NYE crowd, DCist has a great list of area happenings ranging in cost from $15 (the sold out 1980's-themed event at Arlington Cinema and Drafthouse) to $150 (Heaven vs. Hell New Year's 2012 at the Gibson.) Plenty of these options tack on an open bar for an extra fee. More: Going Out Guide's complete list of New Year's Eve events is here.
• NYE, sans fizz. If you're looking for a booze-free or otherwise family-friendly outing, Fritz Hahn of Going Out Guide suggests the buffet and live music from Mad Fox Brewing Company, or the First Night Alexandria event, which bills itself as the largest family-focused celebration in Northern Virginia.
• The meetup. If you're new to the area, unattached and Reddit-friendly, Washington area "Redditors" are having a White Elephant gift exchange and New Year's Eve meetup beginning about noon.
Tell us: If you have more ideas, leave them in the comments below and I'll pull more suggestions into this post.
Late additions:
• For the house party: "Alejandra's Complete Guide to Gettin' All Liquored Up" (Borderstan) includes all sorts of crazy cocktail recipes, from Gingersnap Cocktails to Jalepeño Margaritas.


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Tennis — Portugal openMonday, May 5, 2014
Berlocq takes second career tournament
Stuns world number six Berdych in final
Argentine Carlos Berlocq mounted a furious comeback to stun top seed Tomas Berdych 0-6 7-5 6-1 in the final of the Portugal Open and clinch his second career title.
OEIRAS, Portugal — Carlos Berlocq stormed back to beat top-seeded Tomas Berdych 0-6 7-5 6-1 and win the Portugal Open yesterday for his second career title.
The Argentine shook off his poor start to prevail in the two-hour match on outdoor clay by converting seven of his 10 break points.
"It's a very strong, very beautiful feeling," he said. "It was a very special match for me. I didn't have any pressure to win and it's not my culture to conform to expectations. To win a title, and against a top-10 player, carries double merits. To close the match the way I did was very emotional."
Berlocq earned a crucial late break in the second set to turn the match in his favour before breaking Berdych four more times to win the decider.
"In the second set, when I changed my tactics I saw the ball better, committed less errors and it opened the door," Berlocq said.
Berlocq beat Milos Raonic in Friday's quarterfinal for his first win over a top-10 ranked opponent, and two days later he added his second by bettering the sixth-ranked Berdych.
"The first set looks easy, but it doesn't show what was going on," Berdych said. "Carlos is a big fighter and he completely changed his game, finding a way to win."
The 31-year-old Berlocq's only other career title came last year at Bastad, Sweden.
He follows in the footsteps of countrymen and former Oeiras champions Juan Martín del Potro (2011-12), David Nalbandian (2002, 2006), Gastón Gaudio (2005) and Juan Ignacio Chela (2004), becoming the fifth different Argentine champion in the past decade.
"It's very nice to know Nalbandian, Del Potro and Gaudio won this title and that I join this list," said Berlocq. "It is very special for me to be with such great players."
BMW OPEN. Slovakian qualifier Martin Klizan defeated top-seeded Fabio Fognini 2-6 6-1 6-2 in the BMW Open final yesterday for his second ATP World Tour title.
Klizan left centre court briefly due to apparent stomach problems in the first set, before he rallied to win in just under 90 minutes.
The 24-year-old Slovakian had lost his last three meetings with Fognini but he defeated the 15th-ranked Italian in his only previous final, at St. Petersburg in October 2012.
The 111-ranked Klizan defeated defending champion Tommy Haas in Saturday's semifinals, having already seen off Denis Istomin — who knocked out two-time former champion Philipp Kohlschreiber — and Dudi Sela.


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THE HAGUE, Netherlands, March 9 (UPI) -- Six Kenyan leaders from across the country's political spectrum were summoned for alleged crimes against humanity, the International Criminal Court said.
The ICC called six Kenyan leaders from opposing sides of ethnic violence surrounding 2007 elections to The Hague as part of an investigation into alleged atrocities.
Members of two major political parties -- the Party for National Unity and the Orange Democratic Party -- were among those named by the prosecutor.
Kenyan lawmakers passed a measure in December to leave the ICC for what they said were issues related to sovereignty. The move came as Luis Moreno-Ocampo, the chief prosecutor at the ICC, requested in December that the court issue summonses for Kenyans accused of "massive crimes" during post-election violence in Kenya in 2007.
The ICC said more than 1,000 people died and 3,500 were injured in 30 days of violence that included hundreds of rapes.
Rivals in a peace deal that ended the political violence in Kenya agreed that perpetrators of violence could face justice at home or at the ICC.
Elizabeth Evenson, a senior international justice counsel at Human Rights Watch, praised the summons but stressed Kenya has no basis to call for the suspension of the ICC investigation.
"The ICC's decision means that six people implicated in Kenya's post-election violence will have to answer to the court," she said in a statement.


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First Amendment Distortions
What passes for reasonable thought by those opposed to religion is exemplified by the letter of Jeff McKelvey found in the Charlotte Observer's July 9 edition. He says in part: "…But when religious schools receive public funds, the government is forcing me – through my taxes – to support a religious institution. That is precisely what the framers intended to prohibit with the establishment clause….." This is a rather convoluted argument which is entirely wrong and wrongheaded.
First, read the pertinent part of the 1st amendment. "Congress shall make no law respecting the establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof…." That is fairly clear, except to those who wish it said; there shall be no government support, direct or indirect of any religion (except atheism). This is what Mr. McKelvey and those of similar mindset actually want. They want a government which supports their chosen religion or none. But none is supporting atheism which many see as a religion itself. Why else do atheists proselytize except to convince others to believe as they do? So where does that leave Mr. McKelvey and his wishes? If atheism is a religion than any school is religious and Mr. McKelvey would not support any school. But our state constitution requires us to support a system of free public schools. Ah, the dilemma.
Let me go another route. Mr. McKelvey, and those of like mind, don't want their taxes going to support a religious school, so he would stop a parent from choosing a religious school for their child. In this he would dictate to others their beliefs and rights. Here it seems Mr. McKelvey doesn't believe in freedom of religion. It seems instead he would have a law prohibiting religion, but wouldn't that be Congress making a law respecting the establishment of religion?
Or how about this. Mr. McKelvey's taxes go to build roads, provide police, fire protection and other services used by all. Some of these provide support of churches, their properties and peoples ability to attend those places. Additionally, churches are often exempt from some taxes, which means they are subsidized in their operations by ALL the taxpayers. What can Mr. McKelvey do?
It seems no matter which way he turns, his taxes are going to support religious institutions. So, perhaps his prescription for redress is of this mold: don't allow religion or religious institutions. Is that it?
To return to the main theme, Mr. McKelvey's issue seems to be that his taxes go to support a religious institution. Since he opposes such, he seeks refuge in the constitution, but the constitution does not actually give him what he wants, so he distorts what it says to suit himself.
This is typical but, unfortunately, is not limited to religion but extends to almost any area of our social fabric. The constitution is a clearly written document. It is easy to read and understand, but has been distorted by those who find it restricts their actions, or doesn't support what they prefer, almost since it was written. Mr. McKelvey find himself among them.
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Guayaki has all of these recipes for drinks that you can make with mate, so I took inspiration from the juicy recipe idea. I mixed slightly sweetened mate that I made yesterday with a cup of strawberry kiwi juice and had it iced. Wow. Nice and light and juicy with that earthy mate finish. Perfect to have on a hot day. Can you tell I'm in denial about it turning quickly into summer?
I shared this idea with my roommate and she mixed her with cranberry and didn't put any extra ice in it. I have to make another batch of mate to chill in my bottle again. I'm out. I might have to look into buying another bag at the rate I've been drinking this. Or another box of teabags so I can try more flavors. I want to see how many different ways I can have mate.


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The hoodie is much in the news, with the outrage over the failure to charge a white Florida man for the shooting death of a black Florida teenager, Trayvon Martin, who wore a sweatshirt with an attached hood. Fox News commentator Geraldo Rivera went so far as to say Martin was partly responsible for his own death by wearing the hoodie, a remark for which he semi-apologized after one of his sons told him it was shameful.
By his original logic, the cowled monks of history and Little Red Riding Hood of fiction were lucky not to have been mown down on the excuse that their clothing was asking for it. Heaven knows what Rivera might have made of the fact that in Charles Perrault's 1697 version of Little Red Riding Hood (the earliest known), the wolf gobbled up the girl after eating her grandmother, but in the version by the Brothers Grimm – in which, says folklorist Andrew Lang, the girl was called Little Red Cap rather than Riding Hood – the grandmother and girl were rescued from the wolf's stomach.
The word hoodie (or hoody) entered the language around 1990 to describe the hood-and-sweatshirt apparel, although it had been around earlier as an adjective related to hoodlum, someone up to no good. In a 1982 book review in The Globe and Mail, John Melady wrote, "At each step along the way, his entourage of hoody friends increases, as do the jobs he pays them to do."
But hood, describing the covering for head and neck, was part of English from the start. The Anglo-Saxons spelled it hod, from the Old High German huot, also the source of hat. By Middle English, it described the hoods worn by professionals and other distinguished types.
Another Old English word, had, turned into a different sort of hood. It referred to a state or quality, and became the suffix "hood" in childhood, brotherhood and falsehood. Neighbourhood, which combined the Old English neah (close by, source of nigh) and gebur (someone who lived in a bur, a dwelling), referred in the 1400s not to a place but to neighbours as a community – the state or condition of being neighbours.
It was only in the late 1600s that it began to describe a locale. By 1969, black U.S. slang had shortened the neighbourhood to the hood (or 'hood), as in the title of John Singleton's 1991 film Boyz N the Hood, set in south central Los Angeles.
To hoodwink someone is to trick him, but its meaning in the 1500s was to blindfold someone. The placing of a hood over the head had the effect of a wink, which as early as 897 meant the closing of both eyes. Winking as the shutting of one eye didn't show up until the 1300s (as in aiming at a target) and the 1800s (as in flirting, teasing or signalling complicity).
During the reign of Elizabeth I, the "hoodwinke" game was another name for blind man's buff, in which a blindfolded contestant had to locate a target. The meaning of hoodwink as deceive or fool appeared around 1610.
But I digress. Hood as the short form for hoodlum has the etymologists stumped. It is tempting to tie it to the outlaw Robin Hood, but he was named centuries before the criminal sense of hood took hold. Hoodlum appeared in print by 1871, referring to thugs making life miserable for Chinese immigrants in San Francisco. The first citation for the short form hood dates from 1930.
You can take your best guess about hoodlum's origins. It may derive from hodalum in German dialect, meaning rascal. It may be a printer's corruption of Noodlum, the backwards spelling of Muldoon, who led a San Francisco street gang. One source even points to a gang's cry of "huddle 'em."
Whatever the case, if every teenager who wore a hoodie could be considered a hood, no hood would be safe.


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I am Alive Forever and always Essence Rebirth Renewal
I have earth to ground me I have wind to move me I have fire to cleanse
my spirit I have rain to quench my thirst for growth
I have sun to enlighten me feed me I am my own mother
and an extension of the whole I am Earth wind
rain sun fire I am as old as life and I am as young
as time I am shelter to those who seek me I am a bird a flower and the breath
of the earth itself I am exactly where I want to be I am life
I am first and last the beginning and the end I am one from many
I am what I am I live I grow and I die. I am Reborn unto myself
I am the great circle
My limbs know no
Boundaries; while
My leaves whisper
The one truth of the
Whole through the
Seasons changing
Colors that I wear
Upon my heart's
Sleeve, I'm home
To Earth Mother's
Melodious Life; I
Sing for the whole
World to hear - trees
Are Earth Mother's Song
Blowing 'round the leafy
Globe; eyes of the world song
{{{{{{{{{{{{{{ Of the Mother breath of the living soul of the earth }}}}}}}}}}}}
***Senses evoked here are: Touching, Tasting, Hearing, Smelling and Seeing
***Elements evoked are: Water, Wind, Earth Metal, and Fire
Copyright © Kristin Reynolds | Year Posted 2008
Why must the mourning come
with every dawn?
The sky is crying again today.
I heard her sobbing
as I laid in bed.
She would calm down
for a little while,
then it would start up again.
Did I do something
to upset Mother Nature?
I watched in solemn silence
all afternoon
as her tears
streak down my window pane.
I wonder what I can possibly do
to comfort her.
There are no tissues large enough
to wipe away
a streaming flood of sorrow.
Maybe this is just Mother Nature's way
of grieving,
and soon it will pass.
The newborn flowers
open their blossoms
to receive and embrace
her gift.
Mother Nature is so beautiful
even when she cries.
May 13th, 2014
Copyright © Kelly Deschler | Year Posted 2014
April rain fell like whispers on grass,
Soft and light like a half felt apology.
Dark clouds wafted overhead in shamed silence.
Distressed by a cold winter's return.
Daffodils wept and bowed in fading despair,
My Father's favourite plant was slipping away.
As my Father had done and now my Mother too
Lost to a world of cold whispers and sorrow.
Dead flowers I had placed on their grave so light
Were fading like a memory, a star un-bright.
Still the rain whispered but failed to cleanse,
The grit of sorrow that inhabits my heart.
Copyright © Seosamh De Burca | Year Posted 2013
t's dawn again ushering light to mother earth,
Like pregnancy to the young one, its a new birth,
But the sky, so clear
that I gaze into it with deep fear,
so I ask will it rain again,
to drown away my pouring tears and piercing pain.
Long, dark and rolling was her beautiful hair,
Her twinkling eyes, an amazing pair,
Soft Lips, Like rippen summer strawberries,
Her memories steeping into me like winter-cherries
Those days and nights of endless pleasure
But Dreaming of you is no leisure
It's the Holy book that lessons to forgive and forget
But losing you, I will forever regret,
Reaching out to you, only for parcels of air to fill my hand,
Only then, I reckon you have left your mother-land
To kiss you I still try, only for the lips to brush the wind,
Hard to realise, only your thoughts will never leave my mind.
It's dawn again ushering light to mother earth,
Like pregnancy to the young one, its a new birth,
But the sky, so clear
that I gaze into it with deep fear,
so I ask will it rain again,
to drown away my pouring tears and piercing pain.
Copyright © Tawanda Chidombwe | Year Posted 2006
hushed by angels singing do re mi
dark cloudy skies grin to twinkling stars
casting a spell of sweet romance...
skies unending tears
seeps and seize humans and beasts
abstract earth portrait
dozen thorns only a rose
who will care to bear the bloom?
bracing it's petal scented swells..
liquid drops drumbeats
it's fall drench the trees and soil
newly bath earth..
small fingers curl---
.............................tear falls from mama's cheek
amidst falling rain---
............................warm bodies dance
scarlet blossom stretch---
.......................................scream of innocence
©O. E. Guillermo
12:36pm-- December 06, 2014
Copyright © Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser | Year Posted 2014
A thorough yield
On a farm field of far east
It took me time to realize
How far I am to my far east of coast
Call of my weather
Call of my winds
I sailed further and farther
To my naked coasts
Naive songs, Nimble rains
Nile of rivers, Nascent clouds
Reaching this far
I kissed my earth
Ground of my grief
Glory of my ghosts
Glad is those leaves
However scanty they are
Cast is my shadows
No longer they hide
My colors and my figures
They cast numbers on stars
Measure their light
Scope my winters
Scale my summers
Scanty my rains
Scuttle I wish my springs
Now let me see my greens
Their leveling heights
Their leafy gaze
Their spiderly gesture
Their primordial texture
Now let me be slow
In company of my greens
#Poem by +Gokul Alex
Copyright © Gokul Alex | Year Posted 2013
The year's spring rains were abundant, saturating and immersing us; a haunting
of waters. Mother Earth accepted each downpour from her deep abode. Her bosom
holds all the waters from brook to abyssal; arteries of creek and river, veins of
lake and sea, heart of the oceans.
She sees the clouds grow ripe, feels the coarse and driven wind, hears the weighty
rumble of thunder and waits for lightning's charge to unleash certain fury.
She breathes deep in anticipation. A deluge pours forth, mixing with the soil
and elements; a baptism granting absolution to the earth.
Mother Earth drinks her fill, passing the torrent of a night on to the arteries of
her being. Some of the cloudburst penetrates deep cracks and fissures in the rock,
replenishing well and aquifer. The purity of this gift restores the innermost parts
of her being.
The flood swells her arteries past bursting. Fertile soils and banks are lifted,
carried and cast forth on new land. Mother Earth bows, absorbing the water's
challenge, yet each time her countenance is altered, if imperceptibly. She holds
dominion over the waters and shares them with all life and the eternal sky.
Microbe and mountain, Sea creature and ocean deep. Infinite varieties of
earth-bound life, and man. All are sustained, restored, and held in stasis
by the waters.
A Haunting of Waters
Copyright © Brian Baumgarn | Year Posted 2015
An old man remembers what he has been
yet the details are unimportant. Then
the outline disappears, and the meaning.
Good, I can die or go to work, be wise
or a jerk. Rich or poor, the wind and rain
wear us away and it's o.k.
Ask what matters, that
question. Feeling the seasons, wearing a hat,
loving your woman, a good shit.
Children born. Two cells meet, multiply,
spiral into fetus. The mother is amazed:
an intelligence apart from herself.
The violent rainstorm kept me awake
although the lightning was still far away.
I lay in my bed and listened naked.
Copyright © Robert Ronnow | Year Posted 2015
The wind blew events all over the place.
Intense emotions and it gave chase.
Lightning lighting to show us the sky.
People try to sleep and not cry.
Wisping by the wind keeps us awake.
The time trying to sleep the storms take.
Chills in everyone gives all shiver.
The clouds surrounded by moonlight is silver.
Heavenly prayers that the rain will stop.
The flood stopped a car the person in it was a cop.
People have seen such devastation.
The road that people made was week in creation.
Rivers near by was over flowing.
Trees that were there was not showing.
By the hour it claimed many.
My father woke up and did not see any.
Floating by was a boat.
Keeping people above water and a float.
My father kept a canoe.
That some day we would use it, that he knew.
Time to paddle up and down the street.
The rain water kept getting on our seat.
It was so dark after the moon was behind the cloud.
Still the noise of thunder still covered the ears loud.
The smell of moist water never seem to go away.
My brothers seem to still sleep anyway.
My head was bobbing up and down.
I was so tired that I could not hear a sound.
The wind blew back and fourth.
It seems that my mom and dad paddle their worth.
Till all the people we saw with grace.
Help us out with embrace.
The time was so late at night.
Everyone was so sleepy and losing sight.
The fight with the weather was so hectic.
The feelings of energy was electric.
Losing to such natural disaster is hard to understand.
When people working hard to block the river with bags of sand.
With hard workers like my mom and dad.
They make things happen that is not bad.
Rough with weather they experience more than ever.
Leaders they are they are very clever.
From the night light of street lights to the morning glow.
The wind did not stop so.
Bringing in more clouds that ill.
The people who were still tired still had will.
The rush of water and waves blasting push the wall side.
Pushing and the force brought water inside.
The battle of our hour was getting long.
Backup people came to aid us was strong.
Rested they were to keep everyone with hope.
The people stopped the water with the strength of rope.
Heavy rain and loss of homes bring people together.
It is kind of sad that this was the only time to gather.
Chaos comes happiness how true.
This is why we are human that gives us a clue.
It is our nature to keep rain falling.
To know when it is time for our calling.
The winds bring such pain and sorrow.
That is why rain sometimes fallow.
Copyright © Reynaldo Mast | Year Posted 2013
Catastrophes,natural disasters and torrential rains
what causes these thing to happen, on whom do you place the blame?
mankind has misused and abused this planet on which we live
Mother Nature must make adjustments, the forces of nature then give
we have built too many buildings, taken over too much land
an earthquake may be a realignment to the acts and plans of man
aerosol cans, rain forest diminishing, the erosion of the soil and ground
when the rain eventually falls the lack of trees causes the mud to slide down
God gave us some power, many have called it free-will
mankind can use it for good or he can use it for ill-will
yet when many lives are lost and so many souls depart
why does anyone think to ask, was it an act of God?
air pollution, water pollution, the whole industrial age
has ravaged our planet and brought about Mother Nature's rage
we act before we think, we destroyed things that can't be replaced
maybe Mother Nature is trying to tell us to do an about face
tsunamis, monsoons and all types of major tidal waves
may be a wake-up call to how we have behaved
we need to come together and start making some major plans
stop raping our natural resources and start preserving God's land
so if anyone ever asks you, was it an act of God the Lord Christ?
just ask them for this planet, what has mankind sacrificed?
we are selfish in our deeds, self-absorbed in our needs
eventually we must bear the blame and we all will pay the price
just don't be so quick to place the burden of guilt on God the Lord Christ
Copyright © louise nelson | Year Posted 2007
It is a Wednesday afternoon during the school year.
That means sixth-grader Sallee Jacobs will be walking home today.
Sallee's mother works in the emergency room on Wednesdays,
Otherwise she picks Sallee up at the school that is one mile from their home.
On this particular Wednesday, it is pouring down rain.
As Sallee reaches the half-way point,
an empty stretch of road between two housing developments,
a red sedan pulls up next to her and the driver rolls down his window.
"Hi," shouts the man over the sound of the pouring rain beating down on the roof of his car, "your mother asked me to pick you up - come get in out of the rain."
Sallee simply stares at this stranger and quietly says, "No thank you", even though she is miserably soaking wet, cold and angry at her mother for working Wednesdays.
"It's okay," reassures the fully-bearded man, "my name is Mr. Thomas, and I am a friend of your mother."
Sallee studies his face, thinking, you don't look like any of my mom's friends. "No thank you," she repeats as she starts backing away from the car.
Then, out of nowhere, another man appears at Sallee's side. He is wearing a rain coat and flashes a reassuring smile. He looks at Sallee and asks, "Is everything all right here?"
Sallee, simply looks at the man in the car.
"Everything is fine," says the man in the car, "Her mother asked me to pick her up out of the rain."
"Do you know this man?", the rain coat asks Sallee.
"Do you want to get into his car?"
"How far away do you live from here?"
"Just up the hill and across Madison."
"Are you okay walking there by yourself?"
There are now four cars lined up behind the red sedan. They start honking their horns at the car in their way.
"I don't know, Mister," says the rain coated man, "I think you just best move along before I call the police."
The bearded man asks Sallee one more time, "Are you sure you don't want a ride?"
With water dripping down her face, Sallee shakes her head, yes.
The red sedan moves on.
It is 10:00 Wednesday night. The red sedan is parked in front of Sallee's house. Mr. Thomas holds Sallee's mother's hand while trying to describe to the police what the man in the raincoat looked like. Sallee is never seen again.
Copyright © Joe Flach | Year Posted 2012
Sitting on a branch of a white sapote tree
Shivering, crying and alone
Away from home, on the highest branch that can hold me
Hiding......no more beatings mommy
Scared, it's pitch black and sounds of insects rule the night
Hiding......I've become the teen that runs away
With any chance, searching for that ray
Scared, I don't want to die, I want to see more days
I want to be heard, can anyone hear me
The rain falls hard, hitting hard my bare back
with every drop, my scars become more scarce
The rain I love, it cleanses my tears
The rain is my friend, atleast am not so alone
The drench and the cold night are better than the place i call home
Sounds of the rain soothe my lonely heart
Sounds in the dark protect me from the pain
Sounds of my cries assure me that am okay
The songs I write in the rain, are my tickets to be away
Sponsor Pendleton Arkwright
Contest Name Rain and Dark, Isolated Places
Copyright © njeri hunjeri | Year Posted 2015
Written June 6, 2013
The preacher read the gospel
And we sank into our tears
Tearing down the curtain
We've been behind for all these years
A baby leaves its mother
An angel drops its wings
Leave me bound against the wall
Dangling by a string
Sitting by the window
Hoping she'll remember me
Sitting by the window
Contemplating memories
Resolve your inhibitions
And you'll find me in the garden
Where the flowers drink champagne
And God is in the rain
Copyright © Brandon Carter | Year Posted 2013
She wakes up in bed smelling eggs and bacon on a hot silet.Her mother calls her''Rain''come
down to eat.On her plat were three gloden eggs and two slices of bacon.Rain aet very fast knowing
that she is geting two brand new horses.She thinks in her mind ,''what color whould they
be?''.Her mother calls her two the car.When they get down there Rain spots two beatiful white
horsesrunning in the feild.Rain told her mother that she whated the beatiful horses in the feild.Her
motherwalk to the man incharge.Then Rain pushed uot her lips and made a kissing nows.The two
horses ran over to her.She was think in her head ,''How cool is this?''.She started rubing on the
horses`s heads. Her mother came over and said,'' how cool''.The the man came in behind and said
the are all hers.Rain came home and ran out side named them sugar and cloud.Rain grow up with
the horses and became a strong women who lived on a ranch.
Rain,The Story
Copyright © kayla morrow | Year Posted 2010
Rain is not an ordinary child.
Rain is wild.
As if wild is not enough
Rain is tough.
Her mother tucks her in with care,
looks again, Rain's not there.
Her father roars,
"You named her Rain,
no wonder she is such a pain."
Her mother strikes back balefully.
"You bully, why do you blame me?
The child was marked by you as well.
She thinks that all you do is yell."
Though Rain's parents live in strife,
her dad adores his spitfire wife.
"I wish" he says, "She'd play with Breeze.
When she's with him I am at ease."
Her mother says, "I'll zigzag down
and look for her around the town.
She's been with Wind a lot of late,
together trouble they create."
They roar and flash
and then they see
Rain playing in puddles peacefully.
"Where have you been? By all the powers,
we've looked for you for hours and hours".
Rain answers her parents with a smile.
"I thought I'd just be gone a while.
I went with Breeze a bit, to play.
Wind came and we got carried away.
Dad yells, but Mother shakes her head.
"We've had a rough night. Let's go to bed."
By: Joyce Johnson
Fo Contest........ Rain, The Story
Sponsored by Constance La France ~The Rambling Poet~
Copyright © Joyce Johnson | Year Posted 2010
Mother Nature
They say that Mother Nature
Is to blame for the rain
The hail, the wind, the sleet
And the snow
She terrorize the neighborhood
Much worse than before
They say she visit the ocean
And bring a rapid rage
I wish I knew Mother Nature
But I never seen her face
Why is she so silent and
Distance from our sight
Why is she like a spirited shadow
Somewhere lurking in the night
Mother Nature gets the praise
For starting and stopping the rain
I never been introduce to her
So why do she gets the blame
I am trying to determine in my mind
Who Mother Nature really is
I am trying to determine in life
Is she fictional, or is she real
I have heard of Mother Nature
From my childhood back to birth
Why Mother Nature gets the credit
Remains to be researched
I read about what Jesus said
In the Holy Book
I didn't see Mother Nature
I must need a second look
I turned from page to page and
I couldn't find her in that book
I found that God put together
This whole world from birth
The rain, the sleet, hail, and snow
God decides when it falls to earth
I still wonder how Mother Nature looks
I wish someone would show me where
To find her in the book
I found that Mother Nature
Always get the praise
She has been popular in this world
For many months, weeks, and days
When I turn to the weather
Broadcast playing on TV
It always never ceases to amaze me
That Mother Nature is the topic
And she never fails you see
How does Mother Nature hides
Herself from the public eye
Is she non-fiction or a fictional lie?
All I want to know is whether
Or not the woman exist
When questions are asked about her
Why they are easily dismissed
I know Jesus because he
Lives on the inside
I acknowledge him
In all my ways
So he can be my guide
I know not Mother Nature
And discovering who she is
Has become an issue
I only want to see the woman
So does anybody have a picture?
Copyright © Lillie Williams | Year Posted 2013
By: Gwen Dixon
For Rain, the Story
She drips ever so slowly, working her way down
Eying the world ever-so carefully from her tiny, gray cloud.
She wraps the world with cleanliness, washing away the sun.
Yet she can tear down like bullets, sent from a liquid gun.
She builds up like mountains, but remains silent
That is until she pours down, and then becomes violent.
She tears up oceans and rivers and streams
Haunting there after, like a child's bad dreams.
But who is this woman? A woman called rain?
Does anyone really know from whom she came?
Where does she stay when she doesn't pour down?
Does anyone know what's beyond her gray cloud?
I know who she is and just where she came.
Yes, child, would you like to hear the story of the rain?
Would you like to know about her creation?
Do you want to know what formed her very foundation?
They say her mother was the moon itself.
But when she was born, she was smaller than an elf.
However, soon she grew so strong and big,
That she could snap a bone like it was a twig.
Her mother than built a house on a cloud
For Rain to live in when she didn't pour down.
It was big and gray, made of stone.
But Rain was sad living all alone.
So the moon created a horse made of the sun.
But Rain was still lonely with just one.
So her mother made her one more.
Just to sooth her daughter's uproar.
She named the two Glisten and Sky, for they were so bright.
But even though they were from the sun, they weren't yellow; they were white.
She would ride them at night across the black sky.
Screaming with joy as they projected their light.
~~~~~So, whenever you see light across the sky~~~~~
~~~~Think of Rain, for she's riding up high.~~~~
Copyright © Gwen Dixon | Year Posted 2010
I hope you dance and sing in the storm and rain ,I hope all the tears you cry wash away ur pain.
I hope you use the sparkle in ur eyes to light up ur darkest day, I hope you always remember your beautiful in every way.
I hope you find that treasure thats not written on any map, I hope you eventually get of any beaten track.
I hope u find the funny side in every not so funny phrase, I hope your prayers are answered every time you pray.
I hope you hear the music when there's silence all around ,I hope you always land softly on your feet when you hit the ground.
I Hope you understand the not so understanding type, i hope you learn the lesson that ur taught throughout your life .
I hope you understand what I'm trying to say ,I hope you dance in that storm and sing louder in the rain.....XXXX
Copyright © Sheree Keeley | Year Posted 2016
Hot August day,
why have you sent all children away?
Jack won't watch Sesame Street,
all he wants to do is go to sleep;
Cathy looks at him and whines,
she's bored and starts screaming...
Mom tells her to sing Nursery Rhymes
so thatl her brother Sam can fall asleep.
Hot August day,
why is this Saturday sad?
Over the roof the thunder strikes,
rain comes down to fret;
kids stare at clouds in tricky play...
that vision of winter returns:
why can't they be glad?
Will they see a sunny day
before it becomes sunset?
Hot August day,
yesterday was bright...no clouds
we're seen for miles!
Hot August day,
no child chases lovely butterflies!
Written on 8/14/2016
Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2016
Kiss The Rain
My Son
Kiss the rain and feel the
warmth wash all your sins away.
Hush lil darling, Mama's coming
home to take all your pain away,
the morning light will be shining
bright right before your eyes.
I will rock you under the autumn
tree while the rustling of the trees
shimmer like crystals on the leaves.
'Till we kiss the rain all
over again,And take cover 'till
our day begins in the morning light
Copyright © Cheryl McCall | Year Posted 2009
You took it all
(I held my breath)
You screamed my name
(as you fell to your death)
The crowed gathered round
but I stood tall
with your body laying so broken
you've never looked so small
The rain started pouring down
(oh how I smiled)
There were sirens in the distance
(only a half a mile)
Down below the screaming sounds
I can't hear a thing
everyone's gaze is upon me
waiting for the once caged bird to sing
You promised me everything
did your words mean nothing
were they empty
lifeless without a theme
You took hold of my heart
shredded my soul, raped my mind
did it mean anything
was I even worth it
ir just another part to your scheme
The rain washes away the evidence
(the blood, sweat, and tears)
But rain can't wash away everythng
(no, not everything)
not the pain suffered through the years
Your words were so sweet
who was I to judge
I fell for your parlor tricks
over the edge with one small nudge
Such a beautiful disguise you wore
silly little me
I fell into your web of lies
far too young to ever see
You promised me everything
did your words mean nothing
were they empty
lifeless without a theme
You took hold of my heart
shredded my soul, raped my mind
did it mean anything
was I even worth it
ir just another part to your scheme
You could have been mine
(does it hurt now, hush, be quiet now)
You sold your soul for a good time
(does it hurt now, hush, don't speak now)
Did you think I'd never know?
(does it hurt now, does it hurt now)
Now you must reap the crop you've sewn
You promised me everything
did your words mean nothing
were they empty
lifeless without a theme
You took hold of my heart
shredded my soul, raped my mind
did it mean anything
was I even worth it
ir just another part to your scheme
You had such a pretty little plan
Carried out by such a careless little man
Copyright © Jessie Wiseman | Year Posted 2011
could the wind be my hands
for you since the distance between us does not reach
would you let the rain be my tears of happiness
for when I think of you
could the rays of sun give in morning touch the earth
to nourish all that is beautiful around you
would you you look into a stream where you see your reflection
understand why I see you as beautiful
Can I look upon a nest I see in a tree branch, remind of the safe haven you gave to someone young who required shelter.
Copyright © tulloch cloherty | Year Posted 2015
Toddlers teeter on the hollowed trunks and sport with juts of ice.
'Cross boulder bridges, flouting rapids, hop the agile blond and beige.
Yet in close chase, for or found, and on uneven ground, they'll slip.
Clots in black and rose bespatter tans and whites.
Though clouds may cope the flights of cubs and fawns in torrents spirit laden,
steps shan't be erased, where o'er plight's edge they're furrowed.
Would least the cliff lay lad to nestle upon drifts of pedals fallow
or as cradled by green swaths of summer blades.
For if to hope, the whelp when bade need but renounce a bed of clover,
might a father's beckon stern retrieve the slain.
But scolds can echo no reprieve where o'er forever's precipice
the yearling brown has left the seasons scarlet stained.
Though with the day's advance, a glance would chance the fact all tracks do fade,
in the havens gray, in every trace, we dawdle.
It's the cleft that blanched a mother's face. Bereft, her tears are gained.
And blood 's been shed till never, like the rains.
Copyright © Eric Dent | Year Posted 2013
My mom is dying
And me in front of her
I sit and cry
The tears of endless pain..
My mom is dying
And me fondling her hair
with love,
whispering to her ears
that everything
is going to be fine,
although I know it's not..
my mom is dying
and me standing out there
under the violent rain
blaming God for
taking her away from me..
my mom is dying
and me contemplating
the pain that's surrounding
her heart..
my mom is dying
and me hearing her
utter to
god to keep me safe
and take her away soon..
my mom is dying
and me watching
the tears of sadness
sinking in her lifeless eyes..
my mom is dying
and me listening to her
uttering to me her words:
" don't live your life miserable
When am gone,
Don't leave the pain
Kill my heart up there
When I watch you cry,
Live my life.
Live my life and keep going,
Erase your past
And write your future.
I'll be taken away from this world
But not from your heart,
Not from your soul.
I love you my daughter,
I love you.."
Sitting by the window
Watching the ray of thunder
Hit the ground..
Sitting by the window
Listening to the drops of rain
Sitting by the window
Contemplating the darkness
Of the dark..
Sitting by the window
Im lost
And nobody can hear
my silent scream..
im lost
and nobody can see
my painful tears..
im lost
im lost
im lost..
I got her the chocolate
She always loved
I got her the rose
She used to be
And put them by her grave..
Sitting by he grave
Talking to her
with constant tears..
sitting by her grave
whispering to her
my thoughts..
As a fish needs the sea
To stay alive,
I need her with me to live
As a baby needs his mother's love
To feel safe,
I need her with me to live
As we all need happiness
To keep walking,
I need her with me to live,
I need her with me
To keep my heart going on..
Sitting by the window again
Listening to the silence
of the dark..
sitting by the window again
our happy memories..
sitting by the window again
asking god
to have mercy on her soul
and promising my mom
to make her always proud..
as I fall into my deep sleep
I utter my last words:
" I love you mom."
Copyright © sara murad | Year Posted 2007
The rain came down as so did the tears
unexpecting what would come after the
following years. So much left unsaid and
so much left to do I kissed your cheek
and said "i love you". We hoped for a
better tomorrow as time stole your soul
you gave me a wink an told me to never
lose control keep my eyes alive in your
heart for that would never die,Empty
thoughts consume my heart and mind
as i try to full fill your hopes and
over power mine.I read your words in
secret pages and the hurt you felt for
so long and your beautiful smile to
hide the words kept hiding are now
forever gone.The room became cold that April day as i watched your beautiful
smile turn to gray. Holding your hand
I felt you speak "Take care of your
self an my heart is yours to keep
remember our laughs,an not so much
the tears,but keep all close as I
will capture your fears". Sweet April
rain never knew the way it would fall
nor did it know it would take you
when it called.You left behind A
memory that would last till the end
and a voice that could reach behind
sin,Strong but stern,happy at times
but angry at most,you kept the promise
of always being close.I believed in
prayer to get us threw. Only one made
it an it was'ent you.You fought for so
long but i had to say goodbye,I promised
i'd never forget the tears of sadness
we cried.The happy times live on in me
and i will see you again some where above
the sea.Still the April rain continues
to fall until i see you again and you
greet me with my name i hear you call.
Copyright © cynthia gissendanner | Year Posted 2005
The dark rain falls upon the world
And drowns the stifled cries,
And bathes with faithless vision
The grieving parent eyes;
And in it's cold descending
And it's desolate decision
Cuts the very cord of life
With a hand of God precision.
The pieces that are scattered
Are emotions in that rain,
Bled of designation,
Swirling down a silent drain;
And as the night approaches
And the light invites stagnation,
All the trains grind to conclusion
At a cold and empty station.
The dark rain is an emblem
And a harbinger of death
Yet our love is great, defying
Any stilling of the breath;
For the short time we remember
Puts an end to grief and crying
The short time that you had
A timeless source of love undying.
Copyright © Tony Bush | Year Posted 2005
When the rain comes;
you will wash your heart and soul,
then again you will dance.
you will all dance, if only to the beating of your hearts.
the blood i see, brings the rain from my eyes.
the music of the rain makes you smile,
yet i cry more.
When the rain comes;
i will also sing, sing for the young that have died.
i will speak to the cries of sorrow, and try to calm them.
you will hear no sounds, but still you will dance.
When the rain comes;
i will drink from the clouds, and swallow the thunder.
the lighting will dry the tears of sadness,
as you pray for the sun.
the gleem of mother's eyes will shine again.
When the rain comes;
i will fight while you dance, you will sing as i die.
when they lay me down, don't cry for me.
i'am of mother earth, i came from her,
now i will return to her.
When the rain comes;
the son of the father, shall lay his hands,
upon the youngs hearts, then will the journey begin.
the mother's and father's shattered love,
and scattered hearts, shall be found.
When the rain comes;
the walls painted in blood, shall be washed.
the light of mother earth, shall guide them home.
when all has been redeemed, the gates will open.
they shall be greeted, and led to their place of rest.
they are home, home in the kingdom, a place called heaven!
Copyright © john griffis | Year Posted 2009
they love this thing
that weather brings
if it s hot
those tot
slash and trot
its is a healing pain
to watch
Copyright © kurtis scott aka curtis futch jr | Year Posted 2014
Every person can see it is raining, yet only I know why.
It's because my mother can see us now and the rain is the tears she must cry.
What a disappointment all of us survivors must now be.
I know at least a dozen of those tears are reserved just for me.
I've lost all will to do well without her to look at me with pride.
From her heavenly stance she sees all leaving my mistakes no where to hide.
Her husband has given up, relinquished all they worked so hard to maintain.
I know she wants him to pull together do well despite his pain.
My sister is now reckless traveling downward with an influential pack.
My mother must be wondering how so much common sense she does lack.
So while others are seeing merely raindrops falling down today.
I can tell where they are coming from, know exactly what they say.
And each teardrop of rain holds merit has every reason to be.
For the woman who worked so hard to hold us close now can finally see.
Without her we are all failures giving no heed to her time spent.
All her teachings and life work left with her when she went.
Copyright © Megan Lloyd | Year Posted 2006
Lively bursts of sudden air arise out of my sighs of rushed venom-
-out pops my eyes.
I can't believe my sight--I see my kid in Sundance dance,
all eager to please and pump.
The courage gives the love, it lives, it's alive
it's spreads out of his body, only five.
While he's flying off the ground I think to myself, he's got to be kidding around.
What's up is love and freedom and dancing in the sun.
My son lit, light bright and orange yellow streaks coming out of his being.
He's just being a kid, right?
He kicks up his small, brown stamped leather boots,
with little blue jean jeans and his red bandana shirt.
His hat on his head is cowboy suede and he yelps,
"I am the Sundance Kid, and rain drops keep falling on my head", as he falls into
the muddy dirt.
I swirl and twirl, my brain rambling, and blankly stare in strange glaring curiosity.
"How does he know who the Sundance Kid is?" "How does he know Raindrops
Keep Falling On My Head?"
And just as I am pondering the mysteries of a child's consciousness, a bicycle
built for two rides by and the rain begins to pour in front of my panicked,
frightened astonished adult face. My child begins to sing "Raindrops Keep
Falling on My Head" and I hear the sound of music.
Marla Stone
Copyright © Marla Stone | Year Posted 2007


text: Houses for around £1m 11/04/2014 From a 16th-century house in moated grounds in Norfolk to a cliff-top property in Nova Scotia, Canada. The Priory, Bishops Cleeve, Cheltenham. A Grade II-listed former priory in the heart of the village with gated and walled gardens and grounds. It has flagstone floors, deep recessed windows, stone fireplaces and panelled walls. 7 beds, 3 baths, 3 receps, study, breakfast kitchen, wine cellars, 0.45 acres. £1.1m Knight Frank 01242-246959. De Beauvoir, Hackney, London N1. A Victorian terrace house in a popular area of Hackney, close to transport links. It has high ceilings, sash windows, a working cast-iron fireplace and courtyard garden. 2 beds, bath, recep, large kitchen dining room. £995,000 Kinleigh Folkard & Hayward 020-3441 3419. Cape Breton, Nova Scotia, Canada. A weatherboarded cliff-top house with decks on three sides, overlooking the Atlantic Ocean. There is a separate 1-bed cottage and two small buildings on the edge of the cliff. 3 beds, 3 baths, recep, garage, gardens, 20 acres. £1m Tradewinds 020-7467 5330. Lowood House, by Cramond Bridge, Edinburgh. This Grade B-listed Edwardian house retains its original hardwood floors, panelled walls and open fireplaces. 7 beds, 4 baths, 3 receps, stables, greenhouse, 2 acres. Further lots of 2-bed cottage and 0.7 acres of wooded policies available. £995,000+ Strutt & Parker 0131-226 2500. Manor Farm, Witcombe, Ash, Somerset. A Grade II-listed house dating from the 16th and 17th centuries. It has beamed ceilings, flagstone floors, inglenook fireplaces and retains two of its original nail studded doors. 6 beds, 3 baths, 3 receps, study, attic room, stables, barn and garage with planning permission for alterations, 4.46 acres. £1.15m Knight Frank 01935-812236. Mill House, Lympne, Kent. A contemporary house in an Area of Outstanding Natural Beauty with picture windows and floor-to-ceiling folding glass doors in the main living area that open onto the gardens. It has a curved oak tread stairway and a wet room. 4 beds, 4 baths, study/bed 5. £1m Strutt & Parker 01227-451123. Wacton Hall, Wacton, Norfolk. A restored Grade II-listed 16th-century house in moated grounds overlooking Wacton Common. It has oak floors, 18th-century panelling, beamed ceilings and open fireplaces. 6 beds, 4 baths, 3 receps, conservatory, outbuildings, orchard, 6.15 acres. £950,000 Savills 01603-229229. Ty Mawr Mansion, Cilcennin, Nr Aberaeron, Ceredigion, Wales. A Grade II-listed Georgian mansion currently run as a boutique hotel with scope to extend the business, subject to planning permission. 9 beds, 9 baths, 5 receps, cinema, separate 3-bed accommodation, greenhouse, wood, fishing rights. £995,000 Savills 029 20 368930.


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Express. Home of the Daily and Sunday Express.
West Ham fans' sick chants
WEST HAM fans marred yesterday's London derby at Tottenham with sickening chants of "Lazio" after a Spurs fan was stabbed in Rome this week.
There were further chants of "Can we stab you every week?" and reports of references to Hitler in the wake of the attack on Spurs fans in a Rome bar before Thursday's Europa League game against Lazio.
Spurs boss Andre Villas-Boas was aware of the abuse but did not want to detract from his side's 3-1 win over the Hammers.
"We know the animosity there is between Tottenham and West Ham and as long as it doesn't reach stupidity, it is a great, great rivalry between two clubs," he said.
West Ham boss Sam Allardyce claimed not to have heard the chants but the FA will decide today whether to investigate further.


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Recently, an unused copy of Batman Arkham Asylum for the PlayStation 3 was dusted off and actually played. It was an intense experience, even for a mere spectator. No wonder it got such high ratings from practically all reviews (those that matter, anyway). Its sequel, Batman Arkham City received critical acclaim as well.
If you found yourself getting lost in the world of Batman Arkham Asylum and Batman Arkham City, then you will be thrilled to know that another installment is coming out this year! VG24/7 reported that 2013 will see a new Batman Arkham game. The "confirmation" comes straight from the horse's mouth, which in this case is license holder Time Warner.
In an investor call, in which the game was confirmed, John K. Martin (CFO and chief administrative officer of Time Warner) stated:
"And we also have a strong games release this year, which will include the next release in the Batman Arkham game franchise. So all in all, we expect Warners to post another very strong year in 2013. And with a little luck, the year should be as good or maybe even a little bit better than 2012."
I want to go out on a limb and say that this is for sure, but that quote does not exactly mean that we are going to be able to immerse ourselves in a new Batman Arkham game before the year ends. Even the VG24/7 game says that they have to confirm as well.
Still, with this piece of news, I think that the future does hold something pretty and dark to look forward to!
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I started the underwater camera line back in time with U60, an 2.1Mp from Sony...been through 3 generations of Pentax, 2 of Olympus...and stopped 3 years ago with the U'boat D10...using Canon DSLR it was a family join to me, and quite happy with the results of D10...missing wide a little, and in camera panorama mode...those days I was reading a lot about the Panasonic TS3 as succesor...now all the names has produced a new camera in line so it will be a tough decision..but for me I know only 3 camera will be in tests: D20, TS4 and AW100.
The design, glad that Canon keep only the attachment joint right in place where I use the D10 stripe, it's a quick hand fit when I pull out in speed from my pocket.
The metal case it's not slippery at all, and now even a metal bend is added (sorry for my english).
The buttons, I never read the sign on them, after 3 uses - already know the functions.
The results could be better than D10 because of the sensor type and processor, even if the lens is slow.
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For the next week or so, Austin will be the iPhone capital of the world, thanks to all the tech and media types who have descended upon the Texas city for the South by Southwest (a.k.a. SXSW). The result (beyond the plethora of annoying people constantly checking their Gmail) has been less-than-ideal service for AT&T. The wireless provider is responding to this "unprecedented" demand by agreeing to improve service in the city, beginning last night and continuing through the remainder of the show.
AT&T told Business Insider:
These efforts are ongoing, but we anticipate that customers should see improved network performance this evening and for the remainder of the event. We will continue to monitor network performance throughout the event, and will do everything possible to maximize network performance throughout.


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text: Pancake Breakfast Sign (Doug Randall/tsm) [ Cheyenne Frontier Days 2013 Breakfast Draws 13,000 By Doug Randall July 24, 2013 Event organizer Tim Sheppard categorized Wednesday's number as a ''very strong turnout". Read More Category: Cheyenne Frontier Days, Cheyenne News Tags: Cheyen Frontier Days 2013, Kiwanis Club Send to a friend! Share on Facebook Share on Twitter Pin it! Reddit This! Share on Tumblr!


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SPDT switch comes in lead-free version
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Lowell, Mass. M/A-COM, a business unit of Tyco Electronics, offers a new lead-free, low-loss SPDT GaAs switch for the transmit/receive function in 802.11b WLAN applications and low power general-purpose RF applications.
Available in a small SOT-363 (6-lead SC-70) package, the MASWSS0115 may be used for other low and medium power switching applications from DC to 3 GHz, including low power handset and base station applications that require low insertion loss, excellent return loss and low cost, said the company. The new device provides switching of the RF common port between two additional RF ports.
The MASWSS0115 switch is a lead-free version of the company's low cost SW-485, also available in a SOT-363 package. Both switches offer a low loss of 0.35 dB at 2.4 GHz and excellent linearity at 20 dBm input power. They also work with positive control voltages as low as 2.3 volts, and provide excellent VSWR (1.1:1 typical), and good isolation of less than 20 dB.
Available on 3,000 piece reels, the MASWSS0115 is priced at less than $0.18 each in quantities of 50,000. The switch and corresponding sample test boards are available for immediate delivery from M/A-COM's direct field sales force and authorized distributors.
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Multisite without sub-subdomains
Hi there,
Wondering if the following is even possible with multisite. My domain's main site and a couple of other domains are non-WP content, eg:
I want several WP blogs with addresses like
Is this possible with multisite? It seems to want me to use sub-subdomains after the first one, eg: otherblog.blog.example.com.
What I did:
I set up a fresh WP installation and pointed apache to it for the relevant subdomains.
Completed installation and enabled multisite using the domain blog.example.com (perhaps this is my mistake, but I don't know what else to use given that example.com is non-WP content).
Now when I add a new site, WP wants it to be of the form otherblog.blog.example.com. How do I make it just otherblog.example.com?
I have control over the whole server and DNS, by the way.
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Errors doom Osakis in title game rematch
The Osakis Legion baseball team didn't play the way this group of guys know they can play in an 8-2 loss to BOLD during the district tournament in what was a rematch of the Class A state title game on Tuesday night.
Osakis committed five errors in the game and had a few miscues on the bases that turned a tie game after five innings into an 8-2 loss.
"We had a 2-2 game going into the sixth and I thought we were going to take them," head coach Gerry Hoelscher said. "And all of a sudden, we started booting the ball around. Besides that, we had three base running miscues. Had one guy picked off first, another called out when he didn't tag up properly and one guy who started tagging up from third, went halfway and had to come back. It was uncharacteristic."
That made things more difficult on starting pitcher Jordan Frederick. The righty went all seven innings and struck out 13. He allowed seven hits and three walks.
"He pitched well enough to win," Hoelscher said. "The difference in this game is, I've seen BOLD play three times now and every time, what I've noticed is they don't beat themselves. I'm just not sure BOLD beat us last night. We beat ourselves."
Frederick tried to help himself out offensively by reaching base four times on a hit and three walks. Drew Fearing had a double and a triple, while Brandon Giesler added an RBI.
Osakis was forced to regroup with a good opportunity to make the state tournament still within its grasp. BOLD is the host site of this year's state tournament, and Hoelscher said that means BOLD will automatically get a bid to the tournament, so two teams will be coming out of this district. Morris also won on Tuesday night and was scheduled to play BOLD last night, Thursday.
Osakis was scheduled to play Madison for the right to take on the loser of that Morris versus BOLD game. That game will take place tonight, Friday, with a 6:30 first pitch in Montevideo. Osakis knows it needs to play better to extend its season, but it's a group of guys who know they are capable of doing that as they head into some elimination games.
"That's what we said last night," Hoelscher said. "Guys got together, and some of our younger guys are developing some real good leadership skills. One of the kids stepped up last night and said, 'Five errors is not us, and it's not going to happen again. Let's shake it off and get them on Thursday.' I think that's how they feel."
BOLD 8, Osakis 2
OSAKIS PITCHING - Frederick - L, 7IP, 7H, 8R, 3BB, 13SO
OSAKIS OFFENSE - Giesler - RBI; Fearing - 2B, 3B; Frederick - 1B, 3 BB