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Friday, May 7, 2010
Quilters Come With Strings Attached
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Love it! I really do! I haven't decided if I want to do a full size quilt for the string challenge, but this giving me ideas:)ReplyDelete
Happy Birthday!!! What a cute, happy Quilt. Love it and the color of your binding, too. Great finish.ReplyDelete
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!ReplyDelete
You are right, string quilts are addictive. I have made a few and I love them. Most of my scraps are strings sorted by color. Your quilt is beautiful!
Happy birthday!!! Your quilt is G.O.R.G.E.O.U.S.!!!!!!! Have a fantastic day!ReplyDelete
Happy Birthday!!!ReplyDelete
Your are NOT old because...if you are... I am...and that's not possibe!!!LOL! LOL!
I gotta get going on that string thing!
Happy Birthday!! I love string quilts too - this one is really fun!ReplyDelete
- AnonymousMay 7, 2010 at 8:45 AM
Happy Birthday! This quilt is beautiful and it's wonderful that it's so full of memories. I hope you have a great birthday!ReplyDelete
I signed up for Stephanie's string challenge and have not made anything yet. Lame, I know! Maybe I can get one in before it is over. I love your string quilt. Very pretty. Happy Birthday!!ReplyDelete
So pretty!! congrats on a great finish Em :)ReplyDelete
this is amazing and so gorgeous....happy birthdayReplyDelete
What a beautiful finish!ReplyDelete
Happy Birthday!ReplyDelete
Your quilt looks great!
Happy Birthday, Em! That string quilt is gorgeous! Great way to use scraps! I know what you mean by addictive! I still have to sew mine together. I don't know if I like sewing the blocks together. But I really like sewing the strings!ReplyDelete
Gorgeous string quilt!ReplyDelete
and a Happy, Happy Birthday to you!
Great job Em. And Happy Birthday!! I did a string quilt for my friend and it is addicting. They are just so colorful when they're done. Is this one for you?ReplyDelete
wow, thats fabulous!ReplyDelete
Love string quilts, and yours is just incredible!ReplyDelete
I love it. Of course I love all scrap quilts! The colors are just wonderful.ReplyDelete
I forgot to tell you happy birthday!!!!!!ReplyDelete
Happy Birthday! May you always have loads of fabric under the needle!ReplyDelete
I love you string quilt; they are the best quilts, always happy.
Happy Birthday! blessings, marleneReplyDelete
scrappy quilts are the very best...especially when you have all those memories wrapped up in it! Happy, happy birthday!!ReplyDelete
Gorgeous! A string quilt is on my to-do list too. I am making myself finish some of my other projects, some long neglected, before I start anything new. Your string quilt is inspiring.ReplyDelete
Happy Birthday! 40s isn't old!ReplyDelete
Your quilt is absolutely beautiful! I love the colors in it, love the quilting, love everything about it!
Happy birthday! This is a gorgeous present you got yourself, beautifully done, I love the colors.ReplyDelete
Happy Birthday Em! This quilt is beautiful and it's wonderful that it's so full of memories. A great present to yourself..ReplyDelete
Julia ♥
Happy birthday and a great present to yourself. Aren't these string quilts fun to make and as you say lots of memories in using all your scraps.ReplyDelete
- AnonymousMay 8, 2010 at 4:48 AM
Many Happy returns for yesterday! I just popped by to grab a link as I have just posted the Maverick Star piece you inspired!ReplyDelete
Happy Birthday a day late! Your blog is great - good photos and interesting stories. Thanks for the compliment on my Relay quilt. I'm about to work on some more parts.ReplyDelete
It's a beautiful quilt!ReplyDelete
Happy Belated Birthday...Love what you did with your Scraps...your Quilt looks Gorgeous..ReplyDelete
Happy Belated Birthday!!! Congratulations on your beautiful finish.ReplyDelete
beautiful job! I love having something monotonous to do on a road trip :) I need to start organizing my scraps & shop the house for a sheet!ReplyDelete
Happy Birthday!! Love the string quilt, it's lovely.ReplyDelete
- AnonymousMay 10, 2010 at 6:07 AM
Hi Em, love your string quilt...I felt the same way when Julie sent to me a box of strings and I made the Caramel Star quilt for Heart Strings ...I am hooked...Hugs LynReplyDelete
I love it! I have been collecting strings for this purpose, but I haven't started yet. Great idea of using vintage sheets for the foundation!ReplyDelete
Happy Belated Birthday Emily! Love your string quilt - so colourful and fun!ReplyDelete
Great strings!ReplyDelete


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Wow! TEN Bonus Emails already (and it's still only February!!!) I never would have expected the need for this many supplemental emails ... but it seems folks are TRULY diggin' our look back at 1967.
Be sure to get ALL of the latest news (from 50 years ago today anyway!) right here ... http://forgottenhits60s.blogspot.com/
Start your day each morning with Forgotten Hits ... and don't miss a thing! (kk)
Kent ...
Great job with 1967.
After 1967, you only have about 14 other years to do. (1955 - 1970)! (?)
Frank B.
This one pretty much wiped me out! (lol) I've gotta give props to guys like Ron Smith, Bob Dearborn and the folks behind "On This Date In Rock And Roll History" ... their postings cover EVERY year ... I devoted all of my efforts to 1967!
I gave some thought to doing 1971 ... it would be my 50th Year High School Graduation Anniversary ... but NOTHING matches the music and events of '67 for me. (kk)
Hi Kent;
As you wind down your month long salute to the oldies of 1967, a huge round of applause for all the work you put into the program! Nice job!
Oh, and one other thing ...
Let me put the Weber / Riley feud to rest with this observation.
In my mind, Ron Riley will always remain about five French fries short of a Happy Meal!
Clark Weber
Hey, we're just getting started!!!! This thing'll run ALL YEAR LONG ... so LOTS more goodies to come! (kk)
My name is Dex Card. I was part of the music scene before and after 1967.
1967 was my last year hosting the afternoon show on WLS Chicago. At the time, WLS was the most listened to radio station in the entire United States.
In 1968 I began a syndicated radio show and also opened five Wild Goose Teen clubs in the Chicago suburbs. I hired national acts and also many Chicago groups, including: the Cryan' Shames, the Buckinghams, the Ides Of March, the New Colony Six, the Shadows Of Knight and, most importantly, STYX.
In 1975, I began acquiring radio stations in Wisconsin. I retired to Florida twenty-one years ago.
Hey, Dex - thanks so much for chiming in ... and please keep those memories coming. Man, you couldn't go ten minutes without hearing an ad for The Wild Goose on the radio back in the late '60's and early '70's. (Any of you Chicago folk remember Steve Cronin's "Starbeat Presents What's Happening" jingle??? Try getting THAT one out of your head tonight!) kk
Chuck Buell here, Kent! ~~~
In last Sunday's FH Bonus #9, my Ole On Air Broadcasting Buddy on WLS of some years ago, Clark Weber, wrote you saying he thought it was I who was the tag voice on the Coca Cola Neil Diamond Radio commercials.
Well, nope, 'twas not I!
But he wasn't far off! Fast forward a bit, and it was me on some of the other Coke spots. I did tag the commercials for B. J. Thomas, the Brooklyn Bridge and a couple of others, I think.
One for which I was called upon to voice the tag lines was the spot that ended up being perhaps the most famous Contemporary Artist Coca Cola Radio commercial of them all!
It and the Hit Song that followed are attached!
Actually that comment came from Clark Besch, who often signs his name as WLSClark. (It's confused folks before ... including Clark Weber!!! lol)
I thought you had done voiceovers for a number of these spots, which ran nationally all over the country. Happy to share the one you sent along. Thanks, Chuck! (kk)
Two artists who enjoyed an incredibly good year in 1967 will be performing together at The Genesee Theatre in Waukegan on Saturday, March 25th ...
That's the night they present Tommy James and the Shondells with Special Guests The Association ...
And a select number of tickets are still available through The Genesee Theatre Online Box Office ...
But you'd better hurry 'cause they're going fast!
Visit The Genesee Online Box Office here: http://www.geneseetheatre.com/events/detail/tommy-james-the-shondells
Check out this hit list ... between them, these guys had TEN Top 100 Hits in 1967 alone ...
I Think We're Alone Now (#3 ... and #1 here in Chicago)
Mirage (#7 ... and #1 here in Chicago)
I Like The Way (#20 / #12)
Gettin' Together (#14 / #12)
Out Of The Blue (#31 / #14)
Pandora's Golden Heebie Jeebies (#19 / EX)
No Fair At All (#51 / #18)
Windy (#1 / #1)
Never My Love (#1 / #2)
Requiem For The Masses (#100 / --)
Check the website today (2/25) and you'll find Tommy telling the story behind hearing "I Think We're Alone Now" for the very first time.
Speaking of The Genesee Theatre, it looks like quite a few of you took advantage of the special Pre-Sale Offer for Cornerstones of Rock tickets ... tickets are now on sale to the general public ... and I fully expect this show to sell out, just like every other performance they've done.
Talk about your "Who's Who Of Chicago Rock" ... ALL of these guys provided the soundtrack for growing up in The Windy City in the late '60's and early '70's. Don't miss your chance to catch The Buckinghams, The Cryan' Shames, The Ides Of March, The New Colony Six and The Shadows Of Knight ... all performing together in ONE BIG SHOW on May 20th at The Genesee Theatre.
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Doing The RSU Shuffle
One of the tunes that Cam & I played on guitar & sang from the period. The words have significance for me, as many of the people I never saw again.
There was one afternoon while I was living on base that I remember clearly. Sitting in the Apollo Lounge at the Mess with Dougy Wilkins & Dave Cooper, having a beer while the DJ was setting up sound equipment for the Thursday night Disco. The room was bright with sunlight & the tune "She So Selfish" by The Knack was booming with its drum hits. We changed the lyrics from "no toucha-me, toucha-me, tonight" and sang instead "no fucka-me, fucka-me tonight… she's soooo selfish!" To each of us, I'm sure the "she" referred to different women in our minds. That moment summed up a lot of those days living in "the shack". The frustration & routine. It didn't matter at the time that myself & those two drinking buddies didn't have companions - we had our brotherhood - and that song. I was in the midst of working "B" Class stints on base that would last from 1979 until 1981. The Mess was the scene of many incidents. So were the hangars.
The Communist Clock
Rear rank from left: Unknown, Barry Millward, Sean Dogget, Mo Morris, Pete Bannister, Dick Redmud (Dick The Prick).
Front rank from left: Rollie Revel, Rick Folker, Sgt Dick Balls, MCpl Ron Adams, MCpl Shorty Bone.
My immediate RSU Supervisor was Mcpl "Shorty" Bone. He was French-Canadian & he was short. He'd kid that the nick-name didn't refer to his height but the length of an appendage. His happy, round face always sported glasses. Shorty was easy to work for, as he was always encouraging you (at least he did me). I remember him telling me once that he was terribly weak & sick when he was posted to Toronto. This posting was considered a soft touch & he'd either retire or die from here. He made a great recovery, instead. I first met him at North Bay but grew to love working with him. One day, Shorty told me something that has stuck with me. He said, "You know, I should be working under you". I asked what he meant. "You should be an Engineering Officer & my boss. You see the big picture & find solutions. You should be an Officer." Shorty's words were inspiring. But my becoming an officer just wasn't meant to be. I always remembered his confidence in me though, and I strove to do well with my Reg Force cohorts.
I recall that Master Corporal "Shorty Bone" use to recite the following toast when I worked with him in the Air Force at CFB Toronto in the late 1970's - early 1980's:
I'd forgotten that until I came across a video I made based on "The Gross Manual" from MacLean & MacLean on their Bitter Reality album. MacLean & MacLean were Maritimers that were popular at the Toronto clubs The Chimney & El Mocambo during the late 1970's & early 1980's, when I was with the Air Reserve at Downsview. The video contains Photos from family day at Downsview, working with the 2RSU at the hangars there, a couple from Terry Hill, and the last ones are from the 400 Squadron reunion in 2002 at CFB Borden. WATCH VIDEO
Sergeant Dick Balls was the next higher authority in the chain of command. He was in charge of Aircraft Maintenance. His superior was Warrant Officer Tension. The Warrant was removed from the shops and was mostly cloistered in the RSU offices with the BAMEO, so we seldom interacted with him. Dick ran the show. He did have an office in the shop area that was hardly lavish. The desk & chairs looked like war surplus or at least from the '50's. The telephones were relics. There was a procedure even for answering them. "2 RSU Aircraft Maintenance Office, Private (your name) speaking, Sir". Just saying "hello" didn't cut it.
Dick Balls was a kind man, with an expressionless face. He spoke with a slow, low drawl. I'd come to respect him. He had the tolerance of a saint & was very accommodating, even to a Reservist. I remember an episode during the Mississauga train derailment in 1979. I was home for the weekend & my car was in the shop. My dad offered to drive me to work at the hangar that Monday morning. Coming from Burlington, we had to take all the back roads to get around the evacuated area & traffic chaos. As we turn a corner right beside the Maintenance hangar, a tie rod snaps on my dad's car, and the one front wheel won't steer any longer! I've arrived late for work. But my dad's dilemma is how does he get home now? I approach Sgt Balls with the situation & he graciously offers a DND vehicle to get the parts, as well as any tools from the RSU to make the repair. I spend the better part of the working day fixing the car. Both my dad & I were grateful to him.
The RSU crest
The Daily Routine & Cast of Characters
411 Tech Willie Morris with RSU Techs Joe Tinker & Shorty Bone.
Occasionally, you'd be assigned to assist another trade. As an example, the RSU only had one Refinishing Tech. He was Corporal Grimm. I vividly recall my first time helping him. He was a serious fellow that never smiled. He was also kind of a strange duck. On that particular day, we had to strip the paint off of a plane & prepare it for a repaint. Now weight & balance is a definite consideration with aircraft. Unlike painting a car or a house, you can't keep slapping on more coats of paint. You have to strip it down to the bare aluminum. Peel & stick decals were used for Roundels. Stencils were used for certain symbols & lettering on the planes, such as the words "Air Reserve". Grimm had his work area at the back of Maintenance Bay. So we get to it & slap on gobs of noxious paint stripper chemicals. We waited till it bubbled & lifted, then we scrape it off with soft tools onto brown paper on the floor. Final cleaning was done with a solvent, MEK (Methyl Ethyl Keytone) on rags or "scotch brite" pads for the stubborn spots. We were working in a large area but the fumes began to overwhelm me. I became dizzy & giddy. Grimm recognised this & suggested I go sit outside for a spell. Grimm didn't believe in respirators. He was immune. I now think he was also a fucking idiot! I honestly believe that he was spaced-out most of the time. Years of exposure to those vapours had no doubt killed off a plethora of brain cells. He also applied spray paint without a mask. Anyway, he comes outside to see how I was doing. I was slowly coming back to earth. Like a condescending teacher, he hoped that I learned respect for chemicals like MEK. I sure did! It provided a free & probably deadly "buzz"! Later, I got accustomed to such chemicals but I also learned respect for breathing protection, too. Grimm still was a fucking idiot! I'm curious to know if he has died from brain cancer by now.
Metal Beaters
On a few Occasions, I was also detailed to help the Metal Techs, also known as "Metal Bashers". They had their own area complete with brakes for bending sheet metal. This was something I was familiar with, due to working in the family aluminum business by bending coiled stock for capping around windows & doorframes. They also had welding equipment MIG, TIG, arc - inert gases for exotic jobs, like welding thin aluminum. I was interested in that sort of stuff. They could replace a skin panel & match all the rivet holes. They used temporary devices (called "Clikos" or something like that) to align & hold things together while they were fitted & riveted.
Heavy-set Vince Fallata, a younger guy in his twenties was one of the Metal Techs. He was one of those blond haired Italians that seem so rare. He was a nice fellow, yet some in the RSU called him "Felatio", only because his name was somewhat similar to that word. He gave me sheet metal for car repair, such as some heavy gauge steel that I bent to replace a frame section. While I was there, he packed-in the CAF & returned to his hometown of Hamilton. It was also my home turf & I recall bumping into him once at a club when he was a civilian.
Another Metal Tech joined the RSU, a fellow whom we'll refer to by the name of Einstein. The name was a misnomer. He was no genius. Well into middle age, he was older than his years due to heavy drinking. The man was an alcoholic & you could see it in his weathered face & malnourished body. You could tell the mornings when he was recovering from a bender. It was said that he was a wife-beater and that he lost his driver's licence. I believed it. He wasn't a mean prick but he made my skin crawl. I tried to avoid him.
Engine Bay (not to be confused with Bomb Bay)
The AE Techs spent time tearing down or building up engines that were on stands in the Engine Bay. Compared to automotive engines, these babies were clean & relatively sludge free. Maybe because they were rebuilt often, after only a small number of hours. I think that aviation oil also had a lot to do with it. That oil contained far more detergents than the typical 10W30 from Canadian Tire and was a lot more expensive. Don't quote me but I believe they often just removed equipment from engines needing a total rebuild, and packed it up for shipping to Pratt & Whitney. There were some good AE Techs in the RSU but their boss, a Master Corporal who was later made Sergeant, was a miserable old SOB. Dick Redmud was often referred to as "Dick The Prick". He was a gruff old coot that was especially hard on Reserves. I felt sorry for the Reservists in his charge. You'd hear him yelling & throwing tools. As well as hear Techs mutter under their breath as they were once again mopping drip trays. As a result, Engine Bay was another place I tried to avoid.
I remember "Wild" Bill Khyber telling me one time "Fred, he's whipping me. I can't stand it anymore. He never lets up. Yes, Massa Corporal, whatever you says, Massa" (Bill said in his best Uncle Tom voice). "I'm, gonna shoot him. A sniper shot in the parking lot." Bill had his way of venting. The only time I remember Dick The Prick being human towards me was once at a party. He looked almost dapper in his suit jacket & tie. He asked me how my 1966 Mustang was coming along at the Auto Hobby Shop. I told him that progress was slow. You start on an area & keep finding more rust. I was losing faith in the project & realised that it wouldn't be done anytime soon. I had bought a hardtop parts car Mustang, which could be made road-worthy, so at least I'd have wheels.
Dick actually smiled for once & told me "You know, it doesn't matter how long it takes & whether it's perfect. Sometime it will probably be finished. It'll gleam with new paint. What's important is that you can take pride in the fact that YOU did it." Those were inspiring words coming from old Dick. I still remember them. I noticed that he had a little crown-like pin on his lapel. As it turns out, this was the logo for "Best Line" products - a pyramid sales scheme for cleaning products. He said "Ask me about it another time & I'll give you the whole story". I never did & it's just as well.
Eventually, I had to give up my space at the Auto Hobby Shop and moved my car home. It sat for several years. I never did finish it - it was too far-gone. Sold it to someone who had the patience to complete it. Later I'd get a 1969 convertible Mustang that was solid in Florida. I rebuilt the engine, the interior, and still have it today, after a dozen years.
2011 Postscript: I no longer have the Mustang convertible. After 14 years, when we made the down-size to the bungalow, I sold it. Similarly, we sold the Morgan Sportscar after 10 years of ownership. Those were fun cars & fun days but these days we don't have a garage nor the interest in car shows, etc that we once had. Just part of the cycle of life & you have to let go of things along the way!
Tire Bay
Freddy K working on a float plane main wheel disk brake in the Tire Bay
Tool Crib
Specialized tools, like large or torque wrenches, would come from the Tool Crib. An area where the tools hung on peg boards against black silhouettes, so you could readily see what was missing. They had to be replaced by the end of the workday.
Supply Tech
This technician presided over a kingdom that was critical to the whole operation. His bins stocked everything from nuts & bolts of every size & thread; to bar soap and mop heads. Part numbers for the aircraft components were kept on microfiche. If something needed to be ordered, the Supply Tech did it. It was hardly a physical job but crucial. He issued you a little pocket notebook with a hardcover, which was useful for writing down part numbers, procedures from manuals, etc. Today, the trivia contained in that little book is priceless for the memories triggered.
Carl Jurgens joined the unit as the new Supply Tech. A tall, lanky man with a ghoulish face. I had a neutral opinion of him initially, which later became negative, as he became rude & standoffish. Then one day, I sat drinking with Carl in the Mess. He opened-up & related stories to me about his travels overseas. He talked about the beauty & the beautiful women of Denmark. It was fascinating. After that, he wasn't so cold. Carl too was then helpful with fasteners I needed for my personal projects.
Photo Tech
Sergeant Roly Revel ran the Photo Shop. He was of French-Canadian descent. He was an anal, awkward, nervous, mousy little man. Hardly a partyer. Glad I didn't have to work closely with him, like aircrew & pilots did. I recall him lecturing me at length on some trivial matters. Although a wet blanket most times, he did write a nice photo article on our summer camp in North Bay. He also gave me a couple of black & white photos. I guess he wasn't all-bad.
IE & Others
Besides Pete Bannister, there were other electrical & radio guys. There was old Danny Glee. He looked like Rodney Dangerfield. Herb Band was another older fellow. Dogget was a younger, quiet guy. He looked like some mad scientist, soldering away at circuits in their shop. There were other characters but they just aren't very memorable. There's one exception…
Have Mercy
I remember the arrival of Corporal Ron Mercy, a Fitter, or Engine Tech. He was one of the Mercy Brothers from New Brunswick. Apparently, they were all bad asses. At first he seemed civil enough. It didn't take long to realise he was a psycho! He was big & muscular. His manner of speech at times was like that of a pirate. He really sounded like Long John Silver and would gaze at you with wide eyes & a wider grin. He'd say things like "Come on Fred, let's arm wrestle or I'll have to lays a beatin' on ya." He introduced a couple of words into the RSU vernacular. These were "Knob Gobblers" and "Cock-a-ma-jaws". I'll let you guess as to their meaning! Ron also had a penchant for altering people's names. He'd call Captain Crosty - "Captain Crusty", forinstance. Everyone should have a hobby…
Ron was becoming one of the most colourful & fascinating characters. He began to carry a piece of broom handle in his coveralls, which he'd reveal on occasion to unsuspecting Reservists. This he called his "Donkem Stick" for thrashing "Donkems" to within an inch of their lives. Ron even changed the slang for a Reservist (Donkey) to his own variant. Many of us just didn't know how to take him, whether he was serious or joking. So it was with me one day. Ron comes up to me and asks
"How much gas do you have in your car?"
Now I'm suspicious that Ron is going to pull some kind of a joke on me. For whatever reason, there are few people around Maintenance on this day. As I drive over, he's now standing beside a couple of open hangar doors. He motions me to drive in. He has me stop beside the POL (Petroleum Oil Lubricants) locker. He unlocks the door & we go in. I know there are 45-gallon drums of bulk oil for the aircraft as well as gas cans to refuel the APUs. There are also drums marked "Contaminated AVGAS". One has a hand pump on it & Ron hands me the nozzle, with a huge smile on his face.
"Go on, put it in the tank."
So I reluctantly do as he says while he pumps away gleefully. When it's full to almost overflowing, we pack it up & I drive the car out of the hangar - not knowing what I've gotten my car into. Turns out the car had power like I'd not seen before. That tank had high-octane aviation gas far more powerful than the best grade at any gas station.
I guess that Ron liked me. Liked me enough to show me one of the little secrets of the insiders. I'm glad that I wasn't one of his best buddies, though. He was volatile & unpredictable. He had a habit of suddenly snapping & attacking his drinking buddies, as he did one day with Rob Carr. I believe that for no reason he smashed Rob's head against a bathroom urinal. I recall Greg McGreggor telling me a story about Ron. They were once stationed together somewhere as roommates. They had been drinking; ending up at their room, then suddenly Ron attacks him. Greg said that he actually feared for his life, as he was a smallish man & Ron towered over him. Somehow, he said, during the scuffle he was able to bang Ron's head against a radiator & he passed out. He believes it was the only thing that saved him. When Ron came back to consciousness, he didn't remember a thing. I believe the tale. Greg wasn't the type to embellish.
I remember the first time sitting with Ron at the Mess & suddenly he began to chew off a section of his beverage glass. He'd chew the piece of glass, then swallow it. Then he'd take another bite & swallow. He did this on other occasions. He never seemed to get cut. This certainly got your attention! But Ron was like that - he was totally outrageous & liked to shock you. On another occasion drinking with him, he told me abut some of his navy experiences. Apparently he served on the aircraft carrier Bonaventure, when Trackers were flown. Well one day, one of the planes didn't get into the air on take-off. The catapult propelled the plane off the bow of the ship and then the ship ran over the plane. It was dragged beneath the entire length of the carrier. He helped pull the crew aboard. One of them, he said, lost a leg when they got caught in the ship's screws. I believe I heard this story elsewhere, so it probably did happen. He said the sight had always stayed with him. After relating this serious story, Ron then recounted how they would go out on the town in Halifax. He'd let fags buy him drinks. They'd give him a ride back to the docks, and then he'd beat them unmercifully! He'd meant this story to be comical. I'd take it at face value. For Ron wasn't exactly a model citizen & not very tolerant of alternate lifestyles.
Despite his wild, crazy nature I did see another side of him. This was when his wife was present. She was kind of a tough, "battle axe" of a woman. He was obviously henpecked & completely submissive in her presence. This opposite behaviour of "yes dear" servitude was amazing. Maybe it explained why he was unrestrained at other times, because he was so restrained at home. Most women could control him, as I recall.
I was at their home once. Ron lived in these townhouses just off base on the south side of Sheppard, just west of Keele. I think they called them LDH's (Low Density Housing?). They had that military feel to them. Perhaps the base was bigger at one time & these buildings were then actually on the property? At any rate, they were now outside the wire with Metro Toronto encroached all around them. Later, Ron would move to the suburbs.
At various times, Ron took select members of the Reserve under his wing & they became his drinking buddies. I know that he did with Mo from our squadron. It was during the Kiowa conversion that a new tech with chopper experience was brought into the RSU. I can't recall his name but he looked Latino if he wasn't. I remember that Mercy gave him a hard time & rode him constantly. He called him things like "Spic", "Mexican", "Pablo", etc. The guy took it & took it. I don't know if they had it out one day but the tech had passed the test & they became best friends & drinking buddies after that. Ron was volatile but if he liked you, and if you could handle the abuse, he liked you.
In recent times I got together with a few people from the squadron days. We talked about Ron Mercy & I wondered if he was still living at the house he bought in Tottenham. It would be interesting to look him up. The consensus of the others was in his case "to let sleeping dogs lie". He was far too scary for most.
The RSU Shuffle
Cheryl Cardiff looks at an Otter ski assembly. "Look" is the operative word as she would seldom "do".
It was in this environment of rampant "productivity" that Shorty Bone assigned me to a project. I spent a number of days wading through stacks of paper, modifying the stats with the goal of creating the illusion that we were understaffed here at A/C Servicing - so that an additional body would be transferred in! I was just doing as I was told but I found it hilarious & ironic that I was ordered to juggle the books in-order to hoodwink somebody in Ottawa to supply more manpower, when we were overstaffed already. Instead of getting rid of Cheryl, they wanted to bring in more that were possibly just like her. And if they weren't, after spending some time there, they would be just as lazy! Apparently, Ottawa didn't fall for it.
Rob Cooper came onto Class B about this time. I had been training him at the squadron & now took him under my wing. I introduced him to the fine art of playing the card game "Casino", which is what we did in Servicing. I also came up with a song at that time "The RSU Shuffle". Rob saw the humour in it & added a line or two. It honestly was a case of "how slow can you go" at this workplace. Why, if we went any slower, we'd be going backwards.This song "Do The RSU Shuffle" was always on the back burner but in 2011, just recently, I banged off a quick & dirty version of it ... enjoy.
Special Times:
High Altitude Indoctrination
There were days that broke from the regular routine. Getting a High Altitude Indoctrination (HAI) qualification was such a diversion. The HAI was a three-day course that qualified one to take rides as a passenger in jet fighters. I was fortunate that the course was available on the base at the Defence & Civil Institute of Environmental Medicine (DCIEM). This was by far the most interesting military course I'd ever taken. It taught the effects of lack of oxygen (hypoxia), explosive decompression, the art of ejection, survival at sea or in the wild, etc. You wore an oxygen mask in a chamber that simulated being in an airplane cabin at say forty thousand feet. You took turns taking off the mask. They had you draw diagrams, replicating familiar objects like a Christmas tree or a house. After awhile, your drawings began to get sloppy & maybe even unrecognisable. You'd begin to notice symptoms of oxygen deprivation, such as feeling giddy, light-headed or drunk. The instructors would put you back on oxygen & tell you to remember the way you felt, so that you could recognise the symptoms when you were on an aircraft.
Another smaller chamber simulated explosive decompression. You'd be sitting in the chamber doing some task, at altitude. Then suddenly, you'd lose pressure with a loud bang. Loose articles like sheets of paper would go flying & get sucked out - just like in the movies! The ejection sequence was discussed: what to pull & when. The pilot would say "eject" three times. If you didn't pull your levers on the third one, you'd see him leave without you! Thankfully, I never had to put this into practice. Perhaps it was just as well that the planes currently based at CFB Toronto didn't have ejection seats. The old "RCAF era" fellows with the RSU had told me how there had been suicides where some poor bastard ejected himself right through a hangar roof. There were also stories about people getting sucked into the large intake on the Sabres. Of course this could be an urban legend.
Lobster Run
I recall one of the Techs asking me how many lobsters I wanted. At first I didn't understand. They were taking orders for live lobsters from the east coast. An annual trip was made with an Otter to the Maritimes & it's sole mission was to bring back garbage cans full of fresh lobster! I didn't have anywhere to store or cook the critters, being that I was living in the shack. But if memory serves, not all the lobster was for home consumption, as I think the RSU held a lobster feast to celebrate the rich bounty. This flight was one of those little perks that everyone looked forward to.
The Drop Zone Fiasco
One Friday in April, Ivan (better known as Vinny) and I were working the drop zone for parachute target practice. We were sitting on a mule near the target. The idea was that the planes would take turns dropping their cargo & we would move in to retrieve the chutes & practice loads. It was a beautiful, sunny, Spring day. Vinny & I were sunning ourselves while waiting for the initial plane. Their drop was way off the mark. The second drop was on the button. We raced in with our mule to retrieve the chute. While the day was warm & dry, the ground around the zone was soft. Our mule sank to the axles, hopelessly stuck. The rest of the drops had to be cancelled. We had to wait for some heavy equipment to tow us out. Sarge Balls never said anything. He just shook his head. Shit happens. And it usually flowed downhill.
The Funspiel
The RSU held a curling tournament at the base curling club on April 15, 1981. I know this date is accurate, as I made an entry in a journal I had kept. It was quite the riot. Even before the tourney we were plastered, as we started drinking at a pizza restaurant up Keele Street that we frequented called Pietro's. I had never curled before. The rest of my team weren't pros either. I was teamed with two other Reservists: Mo & Tom Idiott. Our skip, Barry Millward from the RSU, did have experience. Barry was an older, mature guy who was taking all of this far too seriously. We lost the first two games. Barry was giving us the rah-rah spiel to try & motivate us to win at least the final game. But the three of us decided to rebel against our skip & deliberately lose the last game. At least this way we'd win the booby prize! But we blew that by somehow winning the last game without trying! The most exciting action took place off the ice. Colin Stearman was there with the pretty Lori from Wing. He took her out to lunch & was now smashed. He was all over her like a drunken lout & was making an ass of himself. He was swearing at the barmaid. He wasn't alone, as young Scott Irvine was also making a rude spectacle of himself. Well, at least Ron Mercy was well behaved on this day. I did learn that sweeping was a lot of work.
Mess Duty Corporal
The Mess was the centre of our universe. So much time was spent there eating, drinking, dancing, and carousing. The club portion was open later than bars off base. And when it did close at 2AM or so, you'd stumble back to the room in the shack where the cold beer machines were always open for business. I remember it all. Thursday night discos where we'd do the line dance "The Slush" to Boney M's "By the Rivers of Babylon" or to the tune "Rah Rah Rasputin". Then there were the TGIF (Thank God It's Friday) parties. Where they served doubles for the price of singles & food was free. If some sorry shmoe wore his hat into the Mess, he'd be buying a round for everyone. You didn't need any official to police that because everyone would be clamouring for his or her free drink.
In the dining hall, every Wednesday was steak night. I became familiar with culinary delicacies I never had at home, like Yorkshire pudding & shepherd's pie. From time to time, the Mess was inundated with roaches. But other than that, the meals were a fantastic deal given what you paid for a Meal Card.
I was drafted one day to be the Duty Corporal. The title was incorrect, as a private could do the job. I guess the various units on base took turns supplying someone to the position each day and the RSU decided I was it. You had to wear your dress uniform & sit at a table checking Meal Cards during the meal hours. The cost of meals and a barracks room back then were minimal. They gave you a cash box as well, so you could collect cash from those who didn't have a Card & wished to pay for the grub. It wasn't a tough job but you had to be there for breakfast, lunch & dinner. You were exempted from your regular duties. Most hung around the bar in the afternoon, having a few rounds. Hell, most of the Techs from the hangar hung around after lunch for a few rounds, too. The lunches were getting longer & longer until Sarge Balls laid down the law. When the meals were done, you'd hand in your cash box. It was interesting to see who would be doing it on other days. I suppose if it was someone you knew, you could wrangle free meals all day.
Shack Life
Living in the barracks wasn't lavish but comfortable. The baths were communal. The rooms were double occupancy but if you didn't have a roommate currently, then you had enough space. The floors were carpeted & the furnishings fairly modern. I did learn how make a bed so taught that you could bounce a quarter off of it - with the nice hospital corners. The same was expected at Summer Camps. And the weekly inspections re-inforced this practice. I didn't know how the Reg Force old guys, like Ron Fletcher could live in this place. But he was single. Didn't need a garage or Rec Room. Or lawns to mow!
Base Bicycles & Other Bimbos
Working & living on base also introduced you to other characters, including the fairer sex. The term "base bicycle" might have referred to a conveyance that everyone took turns using, in-order to get into town during the war years. But when I first heard the term, it had come to be slang for a loose woman that every guy had taken a ride on. I recall young ladies giggling & calling each other the latest "BB". Truth be known, there were quite a few. Being in the minority, women could have their pick of the men & many were players.
The Squadron held a reunion in 1992 & had attempted to track down former members. It didn't surprise me that someone like Ronnie Swift was "whereabouts unknown". In my mind her & a few others were most likely to become strippers, sluts or hookers. Maybe all of the above! She would most certainly qualify as a "BB". Ronnie was the only gal I ever knew who was engaged to the same guy, Dave Cooper, twice. She was a fast little cutey. I have an entry in my journal where Ronnie tells me she wasn't Dave's girlfriend. Too bad she didn't tell him. Meanwhile, her & the other girls were giddily going on about the merits of black cock. Although he didn't realise it at the time, it was best that he didn't get hitched with her. She would have likely screwed around on him, emasculated him, had him murdered & made it look like it was an accident for double indemnity! She was heartless. I steered clear of Ronnie, but stepped on plenty of other land mines myself. There were many more around.
Kinky Sue
I don't remember exactly when I first met her. Maybe one night at dinner. She was definitely different. Don't think I ever knew her last name. It didn't seem that she belonged in uniform or in the CAF. She was attractive, smiled, giggled & was suggestive. She just oozed sensuality. A stark contrast to her plain looking, subdued Quebecer roommate. Sue was a West Coast gal & could easily have been a "Valley Girl". The new girl on base didn't take long to build a cadre of admirers, myself included. There was also Bill Kyber's buddy Aldo, the Metro cop, who began to hang around more with Bill, just to get at Sue. Then there was Pete the young Meathead. Scott Irvine, the young guy at the RSU from Orangeville, was another whose eye she caught while dancing at the Junior Ranks.
One day her red hair (and I don't know if that colour was real) was changed to purple. Yep, that's right, purple! This caused quite a stir in the Mess. I thought it was great. She was such a non-conformist, a free spirit. Bizarre, anyway. I found myself drawn to her. Then one day she's in a funk. It seems that her superiors had threatened that if she didn't lose the purple dye, she'd be doing brig time in the military prison at Edmonton. The charge was "being out of uniform". She was defiant, depressed, frustrated & giddy all at once. I decided to ask her out to a movie & get her off base for awhile.
I began to learn about Sue's philosophy of life. Essentially, it was "only me counts". She did whatever pleased her, with no regrets & no thought of consequence. I discovered that she was bi-sexual. Something Sue freely admitted & it was confirmed by that roommate of hers ("She's been trying to seduce me", said she). Did this scare me off? Nope, just made me more awe-struck. So, we end up at her room in the female shack. She tells me that I'm nice & attractive & we should fuck. Well, this is very forthright & a rare opportunity. She didn't have to say it twice. She was like a purple-haired Venus. Very exotic! Her techniques ran the gamut from the coy little schoolgirl to a wild animal. We went from doggy style to her sitting on me, rotating around, squatting so that she faced away. Missionary position was too mundane for this one!
There was no doubt that she came. She was done but I wasn't. Being that she was so unshockable, I decided I might push my luck & enquire about the possibility of a blow job. This was a sex act that my high school sweety had denied me, as she was "saving it for the honeymoon" (yeah, right). It had remained elusive for me. What now followed was a revelation. She explained that she wanted to fuck me, which she did. She wanted to suck Aldo the cop, which she also had done.
"But then I bit him"
Without further explanation, I could only imagine the reason for Aldo's quick change from what might have been the blow job of the century to a sadistic, painful experience. Maybe it was something rude he said? Perhaps he began to cum with no warning? Maybe it was the result of some of those chemicals she had done in Vancouver? Or was it that she was psycho?! Well now I'm wondering if a climax is worth the risk? What are the odds that she suddenly wouldn't like me anymore, too? Anyway, it's a moot exercise because oral sex is not offered, nor is anything further on the menu. There was to be no further contact, no cuddling, smooching - nada. She had cum & now was done. She didn't want any terms of endearment or sweet talk, but suggests that I get dressed. It seemed a tad selfish, if you asked me…
Around the moment that I got my clothes on, her roommate enters. She's surprised to see me & warns us that the barracks are being inspected. (I thought that it was strange that females were forbidden in the men's barracks, yet male visitors were allowed in the ladies quarters but only during certain hours. And not overnight). I beat a retreat to the washroom. Crouching on a toilet in one stall, the inspection party couldn't tell I was in there. When they went around to another wing, I slipped out & made my escape. It was not the last time that I'd evade capture at the female barracks.
Back at work, I'm doing maintenance on a plane with Wild Bill Khyber. So I gingerly ask him:
I noticed that Aldo stopped coming around the base after that, and he had a gun! I suppose she was too scary. At the Mess that night, I wanted to spend the evening dancing with my "lady". After all, we were now intimate, an item. Wrongo! Young Scott Irvine was obviously the target for tonight & she used him to show me that we were now done. As the inebriated Scott leaves with her from the dance, I think that he probably doesn't know what he's getting into. But neither did I at the time. A couple of days later the purple was gone from her hair. I didn't see much of her after that & she was gone from the base soon after.
I received a mysterious call at the hangar from the Base Surgeon. I was requested to come by the hospital. There I learned that they have reason to believe I've come in contact with a woman who was a positive carrier of VD! I'll give you three guesses who that was, and the first two don't count! What a painful, de-humanising ordeal awaited. I curled up naked in a fetal position on a cold, metal table. A doctor with oversized digits, whose meaty knuckles were reaming me out, probed my prostate! They took samples of all my bodily fluids, including sticking a needle up the inside of my urethra, or the eye of my trouser snake! All in all, not a fun time. Then there was the wait for the results.
It was Kinky Sue's roommate who confided that she called the hospital. Sue was keeping her condition secret. Then it dawned on me. Before we got it on, I remember that Sue was writing notes in my little notebook during lunch one day. So I flip open the book & amongst the cryptic scribbling she wrote "VD 2.3% real". To which I responded, "Unreal portion must then = 97.7%". I had no idea what she was trying to tell me, but now it looked like it was a warning. Sue openly declared that she does hard drugs. The Canadian Forces had a policy about that, as well as policy on avowed homosexuals, and people with VD. How the hell had she slipped through the cracks? In a way, you have to give her credit for pushing the envelope!
I was thrilled to test negative. Turns out that Aldo the cop had to endure the same process, as well! Bill tells me later that he came out negative, too. I guess you could say that Sue bit him twice, what with the VD scare. Come to think of it, I got bit as well. She had no conscience.
The last memory I have concerning her was while sitting with colleagues at lunch. Pete the Meathead enters the dining hall. He comes over & says quietly to me that he knows I'm a friend of Sue's & he'd really like to get to know her. I don't know if he's looking for my blessing or some info, but after what I've been through, I tell him:
" Pete, you're an MP & a lot of people don't like Meatheads. But I like you. Listen, she's got VD. The things they put me through, you don't wanna know. She's a lesbian & wants to screw her girlfriend. She went out with another cop & almost bit his dick off. You want her? She's all yours!"
Pete was a cocky young guy but his whole demeanour changed. He stammered and fidgeted.
He points at the Quebec roommate.
I never collected from Pete. As for Sue, it was rumoured that she left the service but shacked-up with some old Major. If true, I'm sure she put the lead back in his pencil. Doubt if it would have lasted long. I could see some poor schmuck leaving his wife for her, only to pay alimony & get the dose!
Lori The Liar
Corporal Lori Carr was another on-base romance. She wasn't related to Rob Carr in 411 Sqn. She was another Reg Force lady, who worked at the Supply Depot. She was known to some of our group. She wasn't the prettiest. Kind of short, her dark auburn hair was worn in a bun. She also wore glasses. She had an easy going nature. You'd see her at the Mess & she'd dance or drink with most everyone. She didn't seem to have any animosity towards Reserves & she knew everyone on base. Lori would shoot pool, play darts or shuffleboard with the gang & pay her own way.
She had her own car. Something like a mid-seventies Chrysler Cordoba. Kind of a beater like my own wheels. I believe that her home town was Brantford. I remember sitting with her & a few others. We got onto the topic of sex & I can still see her say that there's one thing she doesn't do. She purses her lips into a perfect circle. Her head bobs forward & back while her tongue pushes against her cheek in appropriate rhythm. Well, for someone who doesn't give head, she simulates it very well! I think she likes me, though, and we start seeing more of each other.
She took me to one of her favourite places, the Nag's Head Pub with some of her crew. She loves to sing Irish songs. Selections like "No, nay, never, right up your kilt"…or "Oh dear, what can the matter be, seven old ladies got stuck in the lavatory". We end up going enough that I learn the lyrics. In a couple of weeks, we get kind of domestic. She lends me her car so I can do some chores, and I get some parts so I can service it, in return. We dance, kiss, and walk hand in hand. She tells me all her little secrets. She comes from a bad family. Her brother once stabbed her. She says she has a dark side but she's also a romantic. She wants to know what turns me on. I tell her that I fantasize about stockings garter belts & heels. On a certain night, she asks me to come to her room at the female barracks.
Well it was quite something. She either went shopping or borrowed from all the ladies in the shack! There was candles & soft music. A feast for the senses - from the perfume to the black stockings, garter belt, panties, bra, heels, and sheer negligee. Gone were her glasses & her hair was let down. She spoke softly & inviting. We removed some of the sensuous clothing but the heels stayed as her legs wrapped around my neck. It was a beautiful fantasy fulfilled. We slept until morning. Again, there was a damned barracks inspection! Once again, I was hiding out in the bathroom. It seemed like all the ladies were in on it. They knew what had transpired & there was snickering as I made my exit.
I was on cloud nine for a few days. Whistling away at work. I guess I got too close, though. Lori began to drift away, becoming evasive. Her affection ended. Then I saw her with a new acquisition. I was broken hearted. It all happened so fast. Then Dave Cooper had a heart-to-heart with me. It seems that he had a similar ride with Lori in the past. I didn't expect it to lead to matrimony or to last forever, but I thought that things were beginning, not concluding. After analysis, it appeared to me that she liked nice guys, but only for a short time. Dave & I both fell in that category. I didn't see the scar on her back where her brother had supposedly stabbed her. Was that real? Or was it fabricated, like the words of love that she confessed? When the love letters began, she fled. I wondered if she became guilty after she had seduced her love interest & that's why she always ran to another. Was she just another player like Kinky Sue? I came to realise that Lori had emotional problems & issues. I didn't hate her. She gave me exactly what I wanted. But I was hooked & then she threw me back. Maybe she just had to dump guys, so that she never was dumped herself. I hope she found some permanence in her life, eventually.
Diane The Jugs
I came to know her through my buddy Cam. He had been seeing her & according to him, she was wild. I recollect that she wore a devil's costume at Halloween. That spoke volumes. She was a heavy set, big, Reg Force girl. And her tits were massive! She was upset that they wouldn't let her into the combat infantry. She'd go on about how great it would be running through woods or jungles with weapons, killing the enemy. I think she meant it. They should have let her. Not for equality issues, but simply because she was motivated - more than any guy I met. Anyway, I know she was a bit strange & that Cam has been trying to encourage her to do a threesome, since she's been so friendly to him.
So I'm at the Mess one night & not much is happening. Cam's not there. I dance with her. Ron Mercy does the same. Ron is becoming volatile. He's reached the point of wanting to arm wrestle. He gets a bit suggestive with Diane but she handles herself well. He might pound a buddy to pulp but would melt like butter with women. She tells him that she's going home with me. Well this is a surprise. I haven't a clue where she hangs her hat but it isn't on base. I'm driving but she really doesn't want to go home & suggests that we park. We begin to get it on in the old Mustang parked down in Downsview Dells, just off the base. But this isn't comfortable for her, so I try to find a motel. After a bit, she suggests that we should just go to my room in the men's shack. I currently don't have a roommate, but I'm reluctant given the policy about women (OK, so I was a candy ass!). I give in.
We get it on. She made wonderful little moans. She loved to cradle you in that ample bosom. Anyway, she tells me some pretty amazing things. She states that she's a submissive. She likes to have a high heel ground into her chest, among other delights! She tells me about a group of dominants & submissives that are into S&M on the base. Then she says that her "Master" ordered her to show me a good time tonight! Now this is a startling revelation! It's got me wondering who the "Master" is. Cam? No, she refuses to name the leader but it isn't Cam. Cam however "is special" she says. Now I know that Cam said she was giving him great head (probably on the orders of the Master), so he indeed was special. Attempts to receive "special" treatment for myself didn't go anywhere, as it was not what the Master ordered. I think about all this strange stuff as we fall asleep. The next morning is, you guessed it, barracks inspection. When they opened the door & saw that a guy was asleep, they would shut the door & move on. Two people in the bed would cause some flags to go up. So I hustle Diane down my corridor to the fire escape & out the door. At least it was my partner making the hasty exit, for a change! I never did find out if the Master & that group existed, or was simply the fantasy of a demented lady. When I told Cam about these statements he just laughed. Cam had some amazing abilities but couldn't organise a two car funeral, let alone a kinky sex group. The Master would remain a mystery. But I thank him for the memories!
Next Episode: "The Road To Chatham"
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Lone & Lando Kal to play on double bill at Sub Club
- David Pollock
- 11 August 2012
Futuristic chill-out and hip hop from the Boards of Canada influence and Lazersword man respectively
Either one of the artists appearing on this double bill, the latest to celebrate the Sub Club's 25th anniversary, would be working us up into a hot sweat, so to have both appearing together surely guarantees Glasgow's least missable club show of the month. Heading up the bill is a live set from Werk Discs signee Lone, Nottingham's Matt Cutler, whose futuristic chilled-out sound is heavily influenced by Edinburgh's own Boards of Canada. He's not doing interviews between projects, though, so it falls to Lando Kal to sell it to us, as if we needed it.
'Lando is my middle name actually,' laughs Berlin-based New Yorker/San Franciscan Antaeus Roy. 'My parents were huge Star Wars fans. I'm a sucker for futuristic fantasies, what can I say?' He doesn't need to say anything, because the smooth, glitching sci-fi hip hop style he presents has as good as told us already. It's a style not far removed from what the Numbers crew in Glasgow are doing, which is why he's been friends with them since his first European tour as one half of duo Lazersword, and why the Numbers label' first release was one of the 'Sword's.
He points out that this won't be a live set, more a DJ one incorporating a lot of his own music, but that will be fine by anyone who's heard his rich, low-key old school jams on Hotflush or Stillcold. Roy's been cultivating a solo style he describes as and minimal' for a while now, but only recently 'decided to start putting more of an effort into getting my solo material out of hiding. Lazersword's still in effect but it's now more of a special project being that we both live on separate continents.'
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Time is so precious. We have to be efficient and productive in accomplishing our daily tasks. It is very easy if we only set our goals. However, there are various factors that affect our productivity. They hinder us to finish our work and achieve our goals on time.
Here are the 7 bad habits that kill productivity.
To be productive, you should focus on one thing. However, multitasking divides your attention. This only means that you are accomplishing numerous tasks at the same which is very impossible. According to Business Insider, only 2% of the world population are capable of multitasking.
The risks of doing multitasking include poor outputs and lots of failures.
Lack of Sleep
Sleep is very important at it restores normal body functioning. Without proper sleep, your body will not be productive. According to Harvard's Healthy Sleep study, lack of sleep can affect mood and judgment, "ability to learn and retain information."
Your mind needs recovery to work productively. The best solution is to sleep for at least 8 hours every night.
Procrastination is the mortal sin of productivity. According to Psychology Today, it is a kind of thinking in which an individual resists doing chronic difficult tasks and "deliberately look for distractions." These distractions include impulsive web browsing and eating junk foods.
Procrastinators always want to the do the work later or tomorrow, until they panic and produce very poor outputs.
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When notifications pop, we immediately check our smartphones. Once we touched our phones, we fall completely in its spell. We cannot control ourselves from checking emails, scrolling social media accounts, chatting with friends and watching YouTube.
Stay away from Smartphones, especially if it is not needed for your work. They distract you and prevent you from being productive.
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Guilty? This is a seriously bad habit that most people possess. Setting an alarm means setting an exact time for you to wake up, not an exact time to hit the "snooze" button.
By hitting the snooze button, you are delaying time. This is considered as procrastination or laziness.
As much as possible, jump out of your bed when your phone or clock alarms. Do this until you get used to.
Saving The Hardest For Last
It is a common misconception among individuals that they can save more time if they start working on the easy ones and reserve the hardest to the end of the day. According to self-control researcher Roy Baumeister, "the longer people have been awake, the more self-control problems happen." Therefore, your brain works more actively during the mornings, perfect in accomplishing harder tasks.
No Structured Routine
You can be productive by following a work routine every day. Without a proper schedule, your mind is filled with unorganized thoughts. It is not healthy if you depend on your mood or the environment. Be in control of your productivity. Do things in order, again and again.
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Waterproof paint in the use of time, do not wait until it is cured when it is stretched to both sides, and in the course of the use of other coatings do not be combined with the use of this for the paint is no good, We see a lot of waterproof paint types, but also see the advantages of it, all want to buy a box back try, I believe will receive very good results. On the current development situation, the market has two major categories of waterproof materials: First, polyurethane waterproof. This kind of material is generally made of polyurethane and coal tar as raw material, it is volatile tar gas poisonous, and is not easy to clear, so in 2000 was banned in our country. Still sales of polyurethane waterproof coating, is the use of asphalt instead of coal tar as raw material. However, when using this coating, the general use of toluene, xylene and other organic solvents to dilute, and therefore also contains toxicity; the other for the polymer cement-based waterproof coating. It is composed of a variety of water-based polymer synthetic emulsion and mixed with a variety of additives, high-quality cement, polymer (resin) flexibility and cement rigidity of integration, making it in the impermeability and stability of the performance. Its advantages are convenient, comprehensive cost is low, short duration, and non-toxic environmental protection. Therefore, the polymer cement base has become the protagonist of the waterproof coating market.


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Kamihime Project is the new Nutaku game and was released just a few days ago. If you're familiar with the kind of output from this studio, then you should know what to expect: stunning anime-styled visuals with a penchant for sexy female characters and simple yet engaging gameplay for the casual players. At least that is where we think that Kamihime Project fits, as Nutaku is mostly known for its adult-only anime games.
But back to Kamihime Project. This is a game where you have to command a squad of Kamihime in turn-based battles using attack, defense, healing, and support Abilities. Co-op raid battles are included, so you can join other players to defeat massive raid bosses. You have to summon girls and equip them with girls, enhance them, watching them level up, changing their appearance accordingly.
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During Nintendo's pre-E3 conference they unveiled a number of different features centering around the Nintendo Wii U, their upcoming next-generation home console. The system has been basked in mystery ever since its announcement last year during E3, but today Nintendo was slightly forthcoming about some of the system's capabilities, including the much talked about Nintendo Network, and a new meta-verse for Mii avatars known as the MiiVerse.
The conference briefly looked at the connectivity and social functionality that Nintendo will be rolling out alongside the Wii U, and it's leaps and bounds better than what the Wii originally had to offer up with those dreadful friend-codes.
Basically, the Nintendo Network is now setup a lot like the PlayStation Network or Xbox Live. Once connected you can view a number of different social outlets thanks to the avatar-powered MiiVerse or Mii Universe. The idea behind this feature is that just like with the Live Avatars on the Xbox 360 or the PlayStation Home from Sony, the MiiVerse offers gamers a visual forum to connect with other players, share information, form groups, find groups, make friends and generally socialize.
The MiiVerse also sports the ability to customize your groups and lists with logos, banners and what-me-nots. This function makes it easy to find groups of gamers who enjoy playing the kind of games you enjoy. You can also group up family members, rivals and more so your network allows you to socialize the way you want.
Expect more details about the Nintendo Network before E3 is out. At least Nintendo is serious about stepping into the hardcore gaming arena with a legitimate online gaming network service.


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Safety and Efficacy Study of the Medtronic CoreValve® System in the Treatment of Severe, Symptomatic Aortic Stenosis in Intermediate Risk Subjects Who Need Aortic Valve Replacement.
You will be paid $50.00 for each follow-up visit you complete.
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As much as I tell myself it is a spiritual exercise-- and I honestly believe that it is-- that doesn't make it any easier.
I have returned to this blog after a long hiatus. I was working through some personal issues and realized, that the more time I spent on this blog, the less time I spent on my novel writing,
I was waiting, my life was stuck in second gear, I tried to make changes, but circumstances never lined up. But now, thank God, things are moving now, and I am convinced it had unfolded in God's timing.
In short, I am in a new city.
At 43.
starting over.
and I couldn't be happier.
I am now in beautiful Wilmington, Nc, on the coast. Being from the mountains, I love the novelty of being able to go to the beach every weekend,
Packing up all my things has made me realize how I need to take stock... What to take and what to leave behind, not just stuff, but thoughts, ideas, misconceptions. I need to embrace truth and become introspective. Letting the things a out myself that I don't like of that are unhealthy peel away and dissolve behind me.
I have learned that moving and packing is a metaphor for pretty much anything you want it to be a metaphor for...
I started my packing organized, I was not going to carry any unnecessary thing with me, I was going to pack like a squirrel on Adderall, I was going to have a completely clean slate.
then I got bronchitis, And a sinus infection.
That organization soon turned into "dump everything into a box and go." After the movers had taken the big stuff, I had to stay behind for another week... Had missed too much of my work while I was sick, and the leisurely two week notice I was working of ended up being one week of sick leave and nine days of cramming everything possible Into the other, I left stuff at my apartment I thought I would need. I slept on the floor on a yoga mat with the bare essentials. I loved it. Although my back ached, it reminded me of a Maya Angelou quote I have hanging in my apartment: " We need much less than we think we need."
And I found out how much less when I tried to cram everything I into my small Toyota and join the rest of my belongings on the coast. there was on,u enough room for me to safely see out the windows and for me to sit down. I felt like I was strapped into Apollo 11, surrounded by things but having very little legroom,
Time to blast off.
Time to rediscover myself.
time to find a new shore and a new world.
time for a new adventure..


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|60/365: Looks like it could be a Too Close Tuesday, but it's not. Just pretty ice crystals.
|Just realized it looks very similar to today's photo. I should have chosen a more colorful one for today. Oh well.
|59/365: ...I suck at life.
|60/365: Looks like it could be a Too Close Tuesday, but it's not. Just pretty ice crystals.
|Just realized it looks very similar to today's photo. I should have chosen a more colorful one for today. Oh well.
|Mmm, taters!! Brycen and I peeled all these (with a little help from Dustin and Brian) ....They ended up being some super delicious mashed potatoes!
|Chance, the family dog. He's such a cutie pie.
|Dad carving the turkey on Thanksgiving day. I love all the spoons sticking up from the various salads on the table. Sooo much food!
|Tuck Tuck Goose. This is the sweetest little boy in the world.
|Proof that he's the sweetest little boy in the world. Is there anything more precious than a sleeping child?
|Since all the kids stayed overnight, my dad made these Mickey Mouse pancakes for them the next morning. They were quite tasty. (he also made snowmen) ...The kids loved them. So did I. =)
|One of the "performances" at the Parade of Lights. They stacked up into two pyramids...Looked super awesome. (I have a picture of it, but there's people in the way. Sad.)
|57/365: And so begins the Christmas related photos! These were on the tables at my church when we went to clean it last night. I am beyond excited about the possibilities of creativity around Christmas time.
|56/365: On Friday we went shopping in Sioux Falls and visited my grandma in the hospital. While there, we saw on the news that the Parade of Lights was happening, so we headed downtown and froze our butts off (we were not dressed to stand outside for 2 hours) but still had tons of fun. There were lots of people there, as you can see.
|55/365: My Thanksgiving photo. I took TONS of pictures on Thursday, but I kept coming back to this one. My littlest nephew was keeping himself entertained for the longest time with a couple toy cars. That's his mom's (my sister's) hand playing, too. So precious.
|54/365: Wednesday we arrived home and spent the evening chatting and helping my parents prepare for our giant Thanksgiving feast. My oldest nephew and I peeled 20 pounds of potatoes. This is my dad's 100% homemade apple pie, only seconds out of the oven. It was incredible.
|53/365: I wrote this in a section of my accounting notes while studying last night. Just a reminder to myself that I know what I'm doing. It sort of makes me want to write positive notes to myself everywhere I go. Hehe...
|Joni, this one is for you. I know you'll get it. (At least I hope so, otherwise I'll feel pretty bad. Ha...)
|Melissa Jean: A DSU Live FAVORITE! (or at least one of mine. hehe)
|Laci: Another DSU Live favorite!
|Nate and Sandy, our faculty advisors, started up this nice little dance party with their performance of "I Got a Feeling"...Best performance of the semester? Quite possibly.
|Ritz and Quam performing "Bohemian Rhapsody" ....This song ALWAYS results in the "crowd" sitting in front of the stage and swooning over the singers and jamming out. One of my personal favorite karaoke songs to watch.
|Cute little snowflakes in the morning light. Mmmm snow.
|52/365: The view from my drawing paper every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. I'm a nerd.
|51/365: Funny how just washing the dishes can give me some inspiration. Bubbles! Thought about using this as a Too Close photo, but it would have been super easy. Haha.
|39/365: This mask hangs on a bulletin board in the art studio. Not sure what it's doing there, or whose face it is, but it interests me almost every day I'm there.
|38/365: I copy-cat'ed my own photo. Ha!
|37/365: Cookie with frosting and sprinkles!
|Potentially very easy. (Especially for my roommate. *hint, hint*) But oh well.
|46/365: Small sketchbook and pencils. Shot literally like RIGHT before I went to bed. Ha.
|45/365: Laci, our model for figure drawing, sculpted this little giraffe very quickly out of a knead-able eraser today. I knew immediately when I saw it that it had to be today's photo. Super glad I brought my camera to class today. =)
|34/365: My nephew and I played around with some objects and my backward lens yesterday. He made this fun blue and white pinwheel looking thing out of Legos. We brought it outside into the natural light and this is what happened. Nice.
|I count SIX blankets...But I'm pretty sure there's a few more under there. What a goober.
|This one was my favorite. He shoulda bought it.
|Panda hat!
|Dustin and me. We're pretty awesome.
|Brian, me, and TC
|Me and my sister! We don't get to see each other nearly as often as we should. And we also can't EVER take a picture together in which one of us isn't cut off, squinting, or talking. Ha. This is the best we could get for the night.
|Me, Eric, and TC
|43/365: Mannequins. I enjoy the pop of red against all the black & white.
|42/365: Some thing at my parents' house. I don't know...It was sitting on the table when I decided I needed to get my photo and go to bed. Ha.
|My favorite dress, after debating forever. This photo is Ashley's. She says it's me "Striking a Pose!" ....All I see is that I'm GLOWING!! Ha!
|Me, Ashley, and Kimberlie...We were checking if we could sit in the dresses. Turned into "Yay Ashley!" moment. Ha! The one Kim is wearing was also a favorite of ours.
|An up-close of the dress on me. It's all silvery-sparkly on the top.
|First and foremost, this won for Monday's photo. Not sure if it was viewer's choice or not...But I ultimately made the decision.
|39/365: Paul's red All-Stars. And a piano.
|40/365: My late-night photo for last night. I was feeling sort of uninspired, so light painting is always a good way to go. Ha. It works.


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Holden has confirmed it will officially end production in Australia on Friday October 20.
Workers at the Elizabeth plant in South Australia, were today told of the deadline to give them "certainty" going forward, more than three years after it first announced plans to end Australian production.
Holden Executive Director of Manufacturing, Richard Phillips said the end of manufacturing at the plant would "bring to a close more than 60 years" of history.
"We have tens of thousands of world-class cars to build in coming months and I know we all want to see Holden have great success in Australia for many years to come," he said.
The plant has been in use since 1963.
"It's bad for the families and everyone that's working there. But tell me a company now that doesn't want to cut costs," an Elizabeth local told 9NEWS.
The company said more than 30,000 vehicles would be made before the cut-off date, and added of the nearly 700 people that were forced to leave the plant since 2015, 80 percent have "successfully transitioned" into new jobs or training.
Employees will have access to transition services and up to $3000 in approved training and $500 for financial advice.
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Canonical Procedures describes for priests, deacons and other parish staff of the Diocese of Cleveland the correct procedures to follow in in marriage preparation, sacramental records, and ascription to different churches sui iuris. (Major edition April 2014 – minor update September 2016). Printed copies with an orange cover are available on request.
Tribunal Procedures describes for procurators in the Diocese of Cleveland their role in the varying procedures to establish freedom to marry (Major edition March 2016 – minor update November 2016). This handbook now includes the changes made by Mitis Iudex Dominus Iesus, which amended some aspects of procedure from December 8, 2015. Printed copies with a red cover are available on request. Old 'green cover' editions are outdated and should be discarded.
A few minor changes have been made to the printed Canonical Procedures (April 2014, March 2016) and Tribunal Procedures (November 2016). The PDF files below are the up-to-date versions. If you have a printed version, you may wish to make these revisions.
The Tribunal Trifold is a brochure which may be freely distributed to those who may interested in the work of the Tribunal of the Diocese of Cleveland.


text: Today Kids ages 6 to 12 can participate in "A Balancing Act" program at 3:30 p.m. at the St. Joseph County Public Library, 304 S. Main St., South Bend. How many cards can you stack before they all fall down? Call (574) 282-4607. Wednesday The German Township Neighborhood Association will meet at 7 p.m. in the Community Building, 51755 Portage Road, South Bend. Everyone is invited to discuss local issues. Call (574) 272-9398. Friday A Piano Fellowship Recital featuring Rex and Alice A. Martin will begin at 8 p.m. in the Campus Auditorium, Indiana University South Bend. Call (574) 520-4203.


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Friday, September 2, 2011
All hail Super Slaw!
I have unspeakable feelings of euphoria at the first taste upon my tongue...
Yes, I'm talking about none other than Super Slaw, from my cookbook the Natural Vegan Kitchen. And the coolest part is that it's soooo easy to make. Today I was inspired by the red cabbage, red radishes, bok choy and carrots, so I made a variation of my Super Slaw recipe using these ingredients. I seasoned them oh so lightly with a touch of umeboshi vinegar, which is a sour and salty Japanese vinegar found at health food stores. Just before serving this heavenly salad I drizzled it with hemp oil, which is my new favorite omega-3-rich oil.
Ahh, the crunch, the divine unification of sour, sweet and salty. Could anything be better? On this day, I think not. I hope you give it a whirl, using a variety of veggies such as green cabbage, red cabbage or nappa cabbage, red radishes or daikon radishes, carrots, bok choy, beets or cucumbers. On my Zen days I use only 1 or 2. Other days I go crazy with 4 or 5. Have fun with it and prepare yourself for unbridled gastronomic excitement...
Super Slaw gluten free
Makes 4 servings
Loaded with enzymes, this colorful slaw is great for digestion. To make the slicing go faster, use a mandoline or a food processor fitted with the slicing blade.
3 cups very thinly sliced green cabbage
1 cup very thinly sliced red cabbage
1 cup thinly sliced cucumber
1/2 cup thinly sliced green or red apple
1/2 cup thinly sliced red radishes
2 tablespoons brown rice vinegar
2 teaspoon umeboshi vinegar
1/2 teaspoon sea salt
1/4 cup sliced almonds
salad dressing (optional)
Put the green cabbage, red cabbage, cucumber, apple, and radishes in a large glass bowl. Add the brown rice vinegar, umeboshi vinegar, and salt. Use your hands to rub the vinegars and salt into the vegetables and fruit by gently squeezing and pressing. Marinate at room temperature for 30 to 60 minutes, or until the vegetables and fruit are tender and the water is released from them.
Squeeze out the excess water from the vegetables and fruit. Transfer to a serving bowl and top with the almonds. Serve with your favorite dressing, if you wish.
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Unit 2 :Sun-Earth Connection (Solar System)
Lesson 13 : The Planets of our Solar System.
5E Lesson Planning:
I plan most of my science lessons using the BSCS 5E Lesson Model: Engage, Explore, Explain, Elaborate, and Evaluate.For a quick overview of the model, take a look at this video.
I use this lesson model because it peaks the students' interest in the beginning during the "Engage" portion and allows for the students to actively participate in the investigations throughout the subsequent steps. The "Evaluate" component of the 5E Lesson Model can be used in many ways by the teacher and by the students.
A great resource for lesson plan frameworks and explanations is the Community Resources for Science. The 5E Lesson Planning Template and 5E Lesson Planning Prompts come from this website.
Unit Overview:
In this Unit students will learn about the solar system by studying the sun, the moon, planets and stars. In the first three lessons the students will learn about the Sun. Lessons 4 through 7 focus on the movement of the Earth around the Sun. Lessons 8 and 9 are lessons about Orreries, lessons 10 and 11 cover solar eclipses, lessons 12 and 13 are about the moon, lesson 14 discusses the other planets in the Solar System, and the last 4 lessons; 15-18 are about stars and constellations.
Lesson Overview:
In this lesson students will learn about the other objects that make up the Solar System. They have already learned about the Sun and the Earth's connection to it.
You will also need the following materials to complete this lesson:
Next Generation Science Standards:
This lesson focuses on the Disciplinary Core Ideas and Crosscutting Concepts of the NGSS but not any specific performance expectations of the NGSS Standards. However, it is good background information for students for when they start learning about the NGSS Standard
5-ESS1-1:Support an argument that the apparent brightness of the sun and stars is due to their relative distances from the Earth. Planets can be observed in the night sky and are brighter than most stars. It also supports 5-ESS1-2: Represent data in graphical displays to reveal daily changes in the length and direction of shadows, day and night, and the seasonal appearance of some stars in the night sky. Some planets are more visible in the night sky during certain times of the year.
ESS1.B: Earth and the Solar System. The Earth's orbit and rotation,and the orbit of the moon around the Earth cause observable patterns.
Crosscutting Concepts:
Similarities and differences in patterns can be used to sort, classify, communicate and analyze simple rates of change for natural phenomena. (5-ESS1-2)
Analyzing and Interpreting data.
We have been doing a lot of learning about the Solar System with the main focus being on the Sun, Earth, and the Moon. We have been discussing the fact that there are other objects in our Solar System and that some of these can be seen in the night sky. I mention to the students that during their moon observations, they may have also seen Venus and Mars nearby in the early evening and that the planets can sometimes look like stars.
I tell the students that they are going to get a set of cards that I will hand out to each group. I tell them that I only want them to look at the picture side of the card and that they will work with their science groups to sort these cards into categories of their choosing. The cards that I use are from our curriculum (we use Full Option Science Systems- FOSS) but a free set of cards can be downloaded and used. Here is another link to free cards that have more information that can be used for the sorting activity later. For the 2 free sets of cards, I would suggest covering up what the objects are so that there can be more novelty in the initial sorting.
I give them 5 minutes to sort the cards and this starts an involved discussion about how they should be sorted. Some students sort the cards by the size of each of the objects, some sort by the color, and another group decides to sort them based on how pretty or ugly they think the pictures are. Others decide to open their Science Resource book to help them (I don't discourage this, but it informs me of students who may not enjoy the novelty or challenge of coming up with their own strategies for sorting).
After the students organize their cards, I first ask what these cards are- and I call on a few students to explain what they are. They should figure out that these cards are the planets of the Solar System and that there are some other objects included. I write down Solar System and tell the students what it means. I then ask for a few students to share how they organized their cards and why they did it this way. I remind them that there are no right or wrong answers and that this was and exploration of the cards.
A few students share that they sorted the cards by size, others by shape and some sorted the cards based on colors. I tell them that as scientists, they know that things can be classified and categorized in many different ways and they will be doing that next. Here are students sorting the cards and another partnership sorting cards.
I ask the students about what they think the cards are and many of them know that they represent planets and other space objects (asteroids, comets, and moons). I tell the students to turn the cards over to look at the different data on the back of the cards. I tell the students to talk to their science groups about what they see on the backs of the cards. After talking to their groups I bring the class together to talk about what data is on the cards and we list these on the board:
We review what diameter means and what orbit means (we have learned these terms in previous lessons).
I give the students the Solar System worksheet that will help them with sorting the cards based on the data on the back of the cards.The students then use their Solar System cards and sort them based on these properties. I tell them to first sort them based on their distances from the Sun. I walk around and assist as needed.
I then tell them to sort the cards by the sizes of the objects. They look for the diameter property that is listed on the back and sort the objects this way. I ask the students to think of other ways they can sort the cards and to try those methods.
I then give them a notebook sheet that they can use to sort the cards. This worksheet has the students putting the solar system objects in order based on their distances from the Sun. Here is a student's solar system sorting cards and data sheet. Here is another student's Solar system data.
I explain to them that the planets can be categorized in 3 main categories- terrestrial planets, gas giants, or ice giants.
I make sure that everyone has completed the Solar System worksheet and a lot of questions come up about the different planets and especially about Pluto since it is still included in the cards
This lesson of course leads to more curiosity about the planets, so I decide to incorporate a math lesson of Master Teacher Cathy Skinner where the students make 2D Models of the planets.
Of course the students are curious about Pluto and we have a discussion about "Poor Pluto" these are the NASA links that give an explanation about Pluto as well as what defines a planet Pluto and What is a planet? I tell the students that if they want to do more research on Pluto or other planets that they can do this independently.
I use the worksheet as an evaluation tool to make sure they were sorting the planets correctly.


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Olivia Uzan
Of Counsel
Olivia Uzan is a highly experienced lawyer educated at The University of Paris II. (Panthéon-Assas).
Ms. Uzan understands all aspects of the French legal system. She was admitted to the Paris Bar in 2001.
She is bilingual in English and French and is highly experienced in employment law, sexual harassment and other civil matters and works with Derek Smith in The United States and in Paris in representing Americans in France.
Ms. Uzan is quite passionate about her cases. Some may even call her a "pit bull" in that she fights for her clients with fierce determination, a fact that lawyers in the French community quickly recognize. In a legal battle, you want her on your side.
French, English


text: I just got a great early Christmas present. My darling husband secretly got us a copy of the Guardians of the Galaxy soundtrack. It's got so many great jams! You might have expected that if you saw the movie and heard the awesome 80s/90s music tied in with the cassette tape the main character Star-Lord (Peter Quill) treasures. It's called, of course, "Awesome Mix Vol. 1" and it was made by his mom who passed away. I can't wait to get my hands on the comics so I can see what role music plays in the original story. There are so many great tunes on this soundtrack, especially for all of us Gen Xers - but really for anyone who is a human person (but why limit ourselves, right Guardians?). These rockin' songs are a nice antidote for the sweetness of the holiday sounds attacking your eardrums right now. Long live the mix tape!!! 1. Hooked on a Feeling - Blue Swede 2. Go All the Way - Raspberries 3. Spirit in the Sky - Norman Greenbaum 4. Moonage Daydream - David Bowie 5. Fooled Around and Fell in Love - Elvin Bishop 6. I'm Not in Love - 10cc 7. I Want You Back - Jackson 5 8. Come and Get Your Love - Redbone 9. Cherry Bomb - The Runaways 10. Escape (The Piña Colada Song) - Rupert Holmes 11. O-O-H Child - The Five Stairsteps 12. Ain't No Mountain High Enough - Marvin Gaye


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Hospital Employees Get Sicker Than Others
According to the latest stats, hospital employees get sicker than general citizens in the US. They also spend 10% more on healthcare and medical services than others. This ironical statistic has stunned everyone and many possible reasons have been speculated for it.
The statistics were brought up by Thompson Reuters Healthcare, who conducted a study on the expenditure of various people. In that research they took 1.1 million hospital employees and compared them to 17.8 million other profession citizens who avail health care. However research was not further done on why there was such a huge difference. The average amount spent by hospital workers was $4,662 per annual while for other it was $538 less.
The stats also showed that hospital employees did not go to the doctor as much as others but were admitted to emergency rooms 20% more than other profession employees. The hospital employees also spend 18% more time hospitalized than others.
The co-author of this research, Kreg Sherbine, had certain theories on the reason for this difference. One reason that justifies this difference, according to Sherbine, is the stressful environment in hospitals. Hospitals demand allot from their employees both physically and emotionally. Employees have to take on extra shifts more frequently. Also the lives of others are in their hands which can create very stressful environment. Due to stress and lack of time it may be difficult for employees to concentrate on their own health. Sherbine however does not think the difference has any link with diseases being transmitted to employees from patients. He backs this by saying that the statistic result is same for non-communicable diseases as well. Another theory is that are more aware of the symptoms they have and immediately head for treatment unlike others who will try to solve the situation themselves first in case it is not serious. But the awareness does become faulty reason since the amount of money spent on medication is still high in hospital employees. If hospital employees are aware of their illness and treat them beforehand then they shouldn't have recurring problems hence there should be a reduction in medication cost. Also being aware before the health condition becomes serious should also reduce any future medical cost. Hence, the awareness theory is not completely justified.
The current expenses in the health sector have really troubled the country, as more and more people are getting sick and try to avail any service. If the hospital employees themselves are struggling to stay healthy than from whom can the general public get inspiration from?
Health Tags: Hospital employees


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I can see the future.
The image is not as clear-cut as one might hope, but is less blurry than one might fear.
I see the past clearer, but that's a given — the past is a reflection of what has been, and is, as so we well know, 20:20.
In the past, I see the comforting strong arms holding her passionately, kissing her as her knees buckle, preventing her from slumping to the floor in a delirious heap.
In the past, I see her, half-naked and half-delirious, legs akimbo, head thrown back, writhing in ecstasy. I hear the guttural sounds of unadulterated and pure joy escape her lips as his tongue and teeth work their magic on her. I see her shudder to a thundering climax that seems to last for hours – and then another, almost concurrent, shakes her into further frenzy.
In the past I see his lips meet hers, and hear them murmur to each other through passionate kisses. Not words per se, but sounds of acquiescence and wonder, or warmth and affection, of sensuality and desire.
Looking forward, the images are not so sharp, but they are very real.
I see two figures, sans clothing. She is restrained, arms secured firmly to the side. He is poised above her, teasing her body with feathery licks and nips wherever he pleases. He has her at his mercy, or so it would seem, much to the delight of them both.
I see him straighten, and the reposition himself to thrust into her — but he stops with only an inch of cock inside her yearning cunt. Their eyes meet and each holds the others' gaze, each willing the other to break first — he for her to beg, her for him to fuck her, hard… just as they both know they want him to. Eventually, she cracks.
"Fuck me."
"What? Say again."
"Fuck me."
"Do what? Why? Tell me."
"Fuck me. Now. FUCK ME NOW."
"Tell me why."
"You want it."
"I want it."
"You need to be inside me."
"I need you inside me."
"Magic word?"
"Please what?"
"Please … you know what!"
"No. Say it. Tell me. Articulate."
"Please fuck me."
"That's a start. Give me more."
"Please slide your cock inside me."
"Please fuck me before I explode with frustrated desire. Please… just, for the love of god, just please fuck me now."
"Because I need you inside me. Because you arouse me beyond belief. Because I want us to meld. Because… I can't focus anymore… goddamit — please!"
It is there that the future dissipates. The vision swims and swirls before my eyes, and I cannot see what happens next.
Will he fuck her, slam himself into her, make her scream with ecstasy?
I prophesize that he will.