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An Old Cold Caper (The Ongoing Serial)
Some stories are shorter to tell than smoking a ciggarette.
Heres one: man calls me sobbing a story. Says hes in a bad way. Cant find her he says. Thinks shes cheating. His wife. Even bought himself a gun. Forty-Five Caliber Six-Shot. So predictable. They pay for power they cant control. Any guesses who youll use it on I asked. Same story. Best buddy from local bars. Grease monkey. Named Evan or Ivan or some damned name. Can you find her? They always assume there is something to find out. Someone worth finding out about. What price theyre willing to put on a worthy person is what I want to know. What I want to know is the amount theyll pay for a person. If she wants nothing to do with him he will pay anything. Any number within or without reason. Still I must ask why does he bother her —and me? And the answers are obvious. Love. Money. What it comes down to mostly for me and most. So I agree.
Two weeks later turns out shes been shacked up in some hellhole hotel off Highway Five with his best buddy and the best bar-buddy blows his brains out in the bathroom for a reason nobody knows because he didnt leave a suicide note and the (ex)wife is catatonic so shes rushed to a hospital with a soft blue blanket around her shoulders and her husband shows up with a manila envelope and hands it over to me, same way as the story goes to him. He gives me his gun, guiltily, sobbing again. I left the hospital lobby a thousand bucks richer. Him poorer, with or without those truths he so wanted. He certainly paid dearly for them. That was the last of the affair. Don't know if he got her in the end or what end he came to.
Seems the old stories were of more interest. The last generations. Embellished, sure. Each private investigator tells their story as if it were a grecian tragedy. With few truths to tell, insofar as there are any truths told at all.
Thats what got me into the business. Half-true stories. Stories ranging from gangs busted up and brought to court to the Shine-addict kids who bought from them then went mad. So some folks said. Where to place blame. Figuring fictional truths from fact fascinated me. Like a game.
Sometimes I got luck with stories like that. Slipped inside a story and added my name. Afterwards I whiteout where all my name was. Subtract myself from the story as easily as I entered into it. As a shadowing spy is the private-eye. Sometimes you see yourself in the story, but as at a birds-eye-view. You hover above. We private detectives call it dissociation. Because you can't keep any association with criminal worlds for long. And if you do, you lose some of your selves. Thats true.
But other times you enter into stories you dont belong. Stories set before you begin to write yourself into them. Stories that change your character from the get-go. When that happens you dont get any easy entry. When that happens there arent any easy exits either. Inescapable lies.
Ive often thought the hardboiled bit players a bit bland.
My old boss Mr. Shelby bought that reputation, really he did. Had a placard made. Said The School of Private Investigatory Arts. Paid dearly for it. Just so people might respect his position. Probably purchased the repute because he never said or did much worth remembering, really.
Except, he used to say, Sometimes it seem(ed) [he had] needles on [his] mind.
That line used to interest me. When I started out. I never knew what those needles were really, until recently. Needles of the mind say you are into something somewhere you do not belong.
Never asked him what he meant by that. But now I know its a vague feeling. Like shadowing yourself down a dark street. The brain shadowboxing itself. I suppose those needles were why Shelby O'Hara retired. Besides his being eighty years old and unable to lift a pen due to cerebral palsy. And his wife, who was always hounding him. A lot hounded him. But he never howled back.
Shell said he wanted To get outta this damned city and suntan somewhere. Find a crimeless paradise.
I dont think he ever will.
When Shelby retired the sleuth-life he left a two-by-two cardboard box. Every file, every past case, a cliché green desklamp, his penpad, and a Pistol Pete Maravich Celtics bobblehead, left inside. What could it tell of him. Not even I could paint the full portrait.
Looking inside the box I could see the better or worse fifty years of his life as a hired detective. Dont think I would want that for myself. Everything Ive ever done in a six-squarefoot box. But as a man and mentor Mr. O'Hara wasnt much. Dont know what he taught, if ever he even tried. But he bought the shop outright with his fathers life insurance and saved the storefront for someone like me. For that Im gracious. If he mightve been seen as a father, I mightve been seen as his son. Though there isnt a resemblance.
He bragged about me. What a fine prying eye I'd become.
Anyhow, when I was looking at the paperclipped stack of lemon paper in his retirement box, I came across an old file. The one unsolved file amongst so many uninteresting cases. A homicide. One which was unfamiliar to me. One which I wished to assume unsolved. Hoping some mystery might make my next week without Mr. Shelby of some interest. At the beginning of the report there was a note in Shelby's scribbling, done with thick red expo marker on the crinkled margins:
I hadnt a case in eight days. The last was as simple a case of catkilling as catkilling can be. By way of strangulation. This withered woman collected cats, so-to-speak. Set catfood outside so theyd come to her wraparound stoop. She stole them, strangled them, then lived on the next litter awhile. Even got her grandson to cover her tracks. Boy killed the last litter in the woods with a shotgun. Said she was doing a social service. Called the murderings mercy killings. Mercy.
Crazy catlady.
I see cases like that. Crimes for causes justifiable. People with power in hands they have to place.
Yet not all are. Motivated. Some crimes arent caused by passion. Some crimes arent for love or money. Some crimes arent caused by any one thing. Some crimes miss an absolute motive. Most of the time I cant say for sure of some crimes. Most of the time they never seem to have an end.
Maybe thats the truest mystery. Maybe thats what makes mystery. To explain the unexplainable.
What loose ends.
What makes me continue to catch criminals never seemed so mysterious. It was a simple matter. I could never stand the not-knowing. I continued to care because I believed evil is as water for roots as circumstance is for crime. The bark seems strong but the trunk is hollowed black and decayed.
This case felt that way. Clean polish on a closed case. But what was inside the case, I wondered.
So I took Mr. Shelby's two-by-two cardboard box to Charlie's café on the corner to contemplate his old case over coffee. On the surface it seemed solved. But if anyone might remember, it would be the clientele at Charlie's café. They might know if it were a cold case becoming hot once more.
Charlie's café was where Mr. Shelby used to sit and smoke cigars and drink coffee pouring over old pages. Processing his life, as it seemed to be to me back in my earlier PI days. Used to write his memoirs until his memory was shot. Caught a stray bullet at a shootout, out in Toewakoe County.
After that he left his life be. What was left. Mostly to me.
As I sat sipping coffee and smoking a ciggarette at Charlie's café on the corner of our lot I removed the contents of his box and set them on the tabletop. The bobblehead bouncing.
Charlie looked at me and asked what it all was.
I told him it was Shelby's stuff.
He asked if it was important. Charlie was always too interested in what was going on with our spylife. But I figured he mustve known something. Something notable. Overheard some smalltalk amongst O'Hara's cardmates who drove in drunk Saturday nights to shoot shit-talk like long ago days. Some old truths Shelby wouldnt trust me with.
Yah, he scrubbed the copper countertop.
Did Shelby ever mention this woman? Delia Boudreaux.
Delia was it. Delia. He spoke slowly then clacked his tongue to test his memory.
Accused and convicted for murdering her mother.
Yas. Why. That mustve been... Hmm. Cant quite recall.
But you do remember something.
Yas yas yas. That as Ninety-One. No. Uh. Ninety-Three. Yas. Musta been. Charlie chugged smokeclouds on his cigar and looked outside at the empty lot and overpass. The windows were very large but obscured by smoke and fog from that steamy midnight highway.
It as Ninety-Three, said an old stranger sat at the corner.
Yas. Think Bill's right at that.
Bill said I am right Charl. Cept when I aint a course.
Do you remember Shelby saying anything about the girl. Anything at all about her.
Well. At that I might. See Shell lived over Eastside Cooley. Might say theyse neighbors, with the Boudreauxs, if I remember rightly. Ol' Mr. Shelby as schoolmates with Missy Boudreaux. Before they even built at Cooley West.
Do you think Shelby was concerned about whether she was really innocent. The girl. Delia.
Dont reckon as Id remember. Been a long damned time. Why dont you just ask ol' Shell?
His wife doesnt want him anywhere near work. Neither do I. He has enough on his mind.
Heh, Dory wouldnt want im workin, Charlie laughed, never did. Neithe none of us do dontcha know. Strangest thing. Say Bill, dyou member anythin. Bout Missys little lady.
Bill laid down the newspaper he was reading and glanced up puffing smoke. Member what.
You werent Shelby's schoolmate when yall was growin up, but you knew Missy Boudreauxs husband didnt ye? Went the same school. Yah. Now what was is firs name? Clyde? Clarence? Cleh-something.
Clement. Though we just called im Clem back then.
What happen to im?
How in ell should I know Charl. Moved on outta Cooley way backwhen.
I asked Bill, Bill what can you remember of Mr. Boudreaux? Mr. Clement.
Circus character. Inna motorcylces when we was kids. Married Missy. Then that was the end of im, fars I knew him.
Did he die?
Wouldnt know to tell. Jusorta done dissapeared.
Any idea where I would find him if I were to look.
Might get to askin is daughter. She aint goin nowhere anytime soon. Bill returned to his paper.
I thought about that. Twenty years. Time changes all.
Whole thing seemed strangern hell I did believe, Charlie said, That I did.
Thanks for your time Charlie. You too Bill. Bill grumbled behind a big Cooley County Courier he snapped out. He shook the end of his cigar into an ashtray and muttered something.
Preciate it, said Charlie, At our age we got less time to lose than you. And its precious.
I returned to my office on the opposite corner of the lot to read the report. I sat at my desk looking at Mr. O' Haras empty adjacent space and pulled out a ciggarette and began scanning his articled account under the smoky particle light of his green lamp.
I almost laughed at the first line, it being very unprofessional and very unlike the Shelby I knew.
Firs thing I thought were she were very beautiful but if it werent for her bein a parapalegic.
I knowed she were the daughter of Missy Boudreaux. Had her mamas beauty. But not her long legs. Missy were a basketball player at Cooley High.
Her daughter, Ms. Delia Boudreaux, seemed a basket.
She said she had a case for me if I might want to look at it. Told her sure on the condition she pay me cash up front. Asked me if I knew her mother. Smart girl. Tryin to use that connection against my better judgements. Told her one hundred dollars an hour. Flat. If an hour it were to be.
Purty girl dug through her purse and presented me a hundred dollar. One one hundred dollar bill. She didnt look the type to be rollin in dough you know so I asked How you come into this kinda cash kid?
She wouldnt answer me. Not directly at first. Then she said her father. Saw right what this business was about to be about. Funny tension in her eyes, like someone whose been so scared before theyve lost the feeling of fear but it stays there, ear to ear, you mightve said. Some fear of her family I would wager. Her father.
Anyway, I asked her what else she could tell me. Not tryin to let er know what all I might knew.
She said They called her crazy.
Whos they?
Not everyone. Not me, I said.
Thats only cuz Im payin ya not to think so.
She were right. She wheeled over to my side of the desk slow and sorta seductively if the way one wheelchairs could be called seductive and showed me her hands held her palms right out she did and told me to lay mine own on atop like so so I did innerested in what she was gettin at. She had hands like a wrestler. Big and broad an as powerful as mine.
Turned each a my fingers to and fro squeezin em on occasion then ran her forefinger over my plamcreases and pursed her lips and eyes at the same time sif some visiond jus come to her. She told me to follow this fateline on my hand with my eyes even though she werent lookin and I did. She said I'd carry everything on for longer than needed be.
What dyou mean, I asked. She opened her eyes. Real close to my face then. My palms were sweaty as hell and I took em back from her. My head started to hurtin real awful.
This line on your hand, she said, 'll tell ya everythin youve ever gained to lose.
I looked at the line. Then at her. I couldnt see what she meant. But I knew then I didnt jus want her money. Moren the money I wanted to know what sorta mess Missy Boudreauxs little girl had been brought inta. All the sudden it seemed I got like these little needles borin inna my brain. Took my hands and face away from her and told her to leave.
Will you help me.
Mayam, I said, I dont even know how to begin doin such a thing.
I may have an answer, she said, like it became another question.
My Pas comin into town to pick me up. Two days from now Ill be in the Cooley Carnival. Come and see me. If we cant afford anymore time I understand. Then she wheeled out. I looked at my hand.
I made up my mind to go, though it felt dumbern hell.
A chunk of our life is spent asleep. Our mind processing what we rarely perceive.
I slept that night in my office since my apartment was fumigated from an insect infestation. My dreams ran amok with ants and centipedes crawling over my skin. My body half above the floorboards. The other half in foundation. What was my mind trying to tell without palpability.
I fell asleep with Shelbys file on Delia out on the desk. When daylight awoke me I went to Charlies for a coffee. Charlie wasnt there. His wife Catherine was behind the counter with a younger broad bending her elbows and checking the menu for breakfast food.
Hello Catherine.
Hello to you Detective. Good mornin. Take you a seat anywhere.
I seated one over from the lady sitting there with her laminated menu.
Anything look good, Catherine asked.
Yes. I think. Eggs and french toast, she said.
Another coffee.
Yes please mayam.
You wanna coffee too Detective?
Call me Carl, please Catherine. And yes. Catherine left and I leaned over. Excuse me, I asked the young lady. Have you a light by chance. She smirked, setting her phone down and digging through her purse than flicked a BIC and lit the smoke for me. She smiled at me through a smokecloud.
Are you really a Detective.
Thanks, I said, dragging the smoke. Why do you ask.
I dont know.
Dont I look like one.
Maybe. I always thought detectives were older.
True. Detectives dont live long. Most of us dont.
She turned to her phone and flicked it to a message I guess to begin ending our conversation.
Catherine brought coffee cups and set one in front of me and filled it then filled the young ladies as well.
Any food darlin? Cat asked me.
Eggs. Overmedium please. Charlie in this morning.
No. Hes still asleep. The lousy bum, she laughed. By the way how is Mr. O'Hara.
Still retired, so I imagine hes doing well.
Guess thats about right. You know I meant to ask you whether you were still taking any new cases. If theres time.
No reason. Figured you woulda closed awhile with Mr. O'Hara gone. At least for the time being.
The young lady looked up then returned to her phone.
Im running through an old case actually. A Ms. Delia Boudreaux.
Oh. That woman. What a mad mess.
You remember.
Not save some smalltalk.
Smalltalk can be very revealing.
I suppose so. Gimme a moment.
Catherine went to go fetch our food.
I asked the young lady with the almond skin what she was reading.
Kid died from a car accident this morning. Just twenty years old.
Hit by a drunk driver.
No. Was drunk driving.
Doesnt sound like an accident, I said.
You think he meant to go off the road into a ditch at ninety miles an hour and hit a tree stump. I just dont think so.
Didnt say so. But if you get behind the wheel drunk as a skunk with your foot to the pedal at ninety late at night then youre ensuring your self an accident. Thats all.
Maybe. That seems a stiff view of things though.
Maybe it is.
Cat returned with our food and we three remained silent as the young lady and I ate our eggs. Excuse me mayam asked the woman.
Yes dear.
Did you happen to see my keys anywhere.
I thought to ask if shed had an accident.
No darlin. I aint seen any keys.
Couldve swore I set them on the counter. She checked under the menu and next to the saltshaker.
They werent on the counter when I walked in, I said.
Try retracing your steps sweetie, Catherine said. Maybe the detective can help you, she winked. I smiled at the lady but she was digging through her purse, spilling the contents atop the counter. No keys jangled out.
Did you perhaps lock them in your car?
She looked up at me sourly. But then exhaled with relief. Oh my God. I must have. Excuse me I will be back in a moment. She got up leaving her purse as assurance and went to her Chevy Impala in the lot and looked inside. We were watching her do so.
She smiled and pointed inside then her smile changed as she returned inside and said Yeah. I locked them inside.
I can get them out, I offered.
Thank you. I would really appreciate it. But how.
Just have to break your windshield.
Just kidding.
I left and got an old wirehanger from my office and went to her car and slipped it through the windowcrease and lowered the hook to the lock and opened the car and located her keys on the seatcushion and took them inside to her.
There you are.
Are you sure youre a detective.
Fairly sure.
My eggs and coffee were cold. I looked at Cat smirking from the back, winking again.
If you ever need to fish your keys out again call me and Ill catch them. I left my number on a napkin and left out leaving a ten dollar bill on the counter and returned to my office to read Delias case.
Looking outside and inside the window I realized how I looked like hell. Hairs out of order.
No wonder the woman asked whether I was a detective. I looked a crook. I wondered whether shed call. But I dont believe in accidents anymore if I ever did. Some stories you cant be sure of ever ending. Even one seemingly set in stone. Ive said there are no such things as coincidences. But I dont believe that. Every thing living coincides with another. Even things from farthest pasts.
I read the report to pass the time till she might call.
Friday night was Cooley Carnival. I went. Though why I went I wouldnt know yet to bet. As freelance as it gets. She hadnt anymore money. Not offered outright at least. And I hadnt a clue as to what crazy sorta thing this Delia Boudreaux girl was gettin me into. She had me on a string.
I noticed an old friend of mine named Frank workin the ticketstand and he got me in for free because I knew somethin bout him that I wont say. Made promises. He watched me walk inside wonderin whether Id spill his beans. But I didnt. I don't. Good detectives know when to let something lie silent.
The front end of the Carnival smelt like shit and popcorn. On one end there were cattle an pigs an some guy granted a cow a bow and then they blowed its brains out out back somewheres an then a pig got a big blue bow and it knowed what was in store and started squealin and they slit its throat into a big aluminum washbucket holding its hindlegs to let it bleedout. On the otherside were kids cradling big bags of popcorn, hotdogs, an greasy hamburgers.
There was this black fella sittin on a stone with a lone gold tooth playin a wirestring with a saw and it sounded terrible. Id seen him downtown a time or two. Named Topaz. His voice was like an old ship grindin against the dock as it come into harbor. Terrible. Didnt know the tunes.
A dwarf in drag and black face called BoJambo announced BoJambo was announcing the next show and pointed that-a-way with a white wolf-handled cane. I followed folks towards this big steel contraption in the shape of a ball and a clowns head atop with smoke exiting through a metal cigar in its mouth. It were the Mangy Zany Motorcyclists and their Ball of Death. These two boys on bikes shaped like hogs with headlight apples in their mouths entered the ball and began their engines kickin off for the walls goin round-n-round as fire spit out after them huge wheels and soon they were suspended in air and fire goin round-n-round until I got too dizzy to stay.
One of the clowns was Clement Boudreaux.
He was the next showsman as well. In this jailer clown outfit with a ball-and-chain connected to those moon-shaped stagelights.
Clement came stumbledrunk upon this stage and swigged some gas then started to blow fire from a torch he held out in a big column out over the crowd. He swallowed a sword. He wore that clown costume that looked like itd been bred by a motorcyclist, a convict, and a three-armed medieval knight. Spikes n strange colors.
Then some small stagehands in corn hats pulled out a tall and wide oak-wooden box.
A woman wheeled out of it. Delia Boudreaux. She bowed in her chair then fell out of it onto her fingers and stood upsidedown walking on hands to the edge of the stage in a bright blue jumpsuit that really showed her rearend and by the end of her stunt she was back in the box and her Pa come to it and spoke some words amidst the clapter.
Watch as I make my daughter Delia dissapear.
Delia was inside and said Ready Pa.
First I must speak the magic words. But the magic words just sounded like some of the gibberish you might hear from one of them deviltongued snake handlers then the door was shut and Delia did dissapear though probably below stage because when they opened it she were gone somewhere else and everyone applauded. Clement stepped forward and said almost eyes exact to me Please find her here. Thankyou.
Thats exactly what I intended to do.
Went next to one of them halls of mirrors and made funny faces at myself and saw myself multiplied and my head started to hurtin so I wanted to leave but I couldnt and kept thinkin if I didnt get outta the damned place itd consume me and the Shelby as I knew myselfd dissapear just as Delia Boudreaux did and then I was no moren a kid lookin back at my future. I yelled and a fat guy in a girdle came and got me under my arms like barbells and drug me out. Felt drugged.
The strong man kept sayin Stop squirming man.
When he tossed me out by my belt it was like meetin myself again on the cold concrete of the Carnival grounds. This mean little bulldog-faced barkee brought me a bottle of some strange liquor I aint never seen afore and said there was an answer at the end of the bottle. I didnt drink it immediately but went to a bench looking at men on stilts dressed as giraffes walkin around then figured what the hell and upended the tiny bottle in one long gulp. Green as moss, texture so.
Drink was hot as a sulfur spring. Tasted of turpentine.
Suddenly Delia appeared by the bench in her chair with a weird wearyin white light around her blue jumpsuit and asked if Everything Id ever gained was lost to me now.
I looked at her. I was drunk. She seemed split into two. What. That was all I could ask. What. I was too weak to speak. The words and world sort of tumbled out.
Did deliverance unto death come upon you as any thing.
Ask em. Meant ask me again but I couldnt talk well enough to tell. Like my lips were disconnected from a brain.
When you walked the mirrorhall did the man you thought you were dissapear there. Did you see yourself elsewhere.
I didnt say no but shook my head and wrung my hands. The fateline felt stung and fingers froze hard as ice and then the needles pricked my brain in a band and I felt pulled up out of myself with pain and tried to focus on her face so shimmery and pretty as if her pulse quickened mine. She laid a hand on my shoulder. As cool clean water it were.
My tongue returned to me. What the helld I drink Delia.
I dont know.
There were no answers at the drinks end. Why am I here.
So you could see what sort of thing is coming.
What sorta thing is comin.
To tell you that I would lie.
Feel funny. Sorta sick, I said. But just funny yet. Outright hilarious. It sounded like drunken me.
So does my Pa. But clowns at least have an excuse.
She laughed and laid a hand on me as I slunk on the bench drunk asleep. Passed out to a flat black. When I awoke it was two in the mornin and Frank was pressin a finger into my cheek and askin Youokay Shelby. Mista O'Hara.
I went for a burger from Cold Creek in downtown Cooley, a place Shelby and I frequented.
Ten years ago we were in the woods late at night. We got burgers and beers and brought them to this old farm road and ate them from the wrappings off the hood of O'Hara's car. We lit a lantern then walked into the wood along a long lane of dead brush and thickets.
Asked Shelby what we were doin out in Providence.
Technically we're on the dividin line of Providence and Cooley.
We came to a clearing. There was a dead dog.
Did you know this would be out here.
No. Justa hunch. I had a feeling. Get a fire ready.
For what.
We're gonna bury it.
Burn it you mean.
Winds'll take care to bury it where it belongs.
I made a fire stacking kindling near the dog's belly and brought bigger logs and began to stoke the fire with my foot then laid long dead trunks over and got my gloves on and helped O'Hara lay the dog across the coals and watched the fur turn from orange to black and muscle and tissue burn. What was left was the bones but those too were burned.
We never discussed that night. It felt an end to a story. I think Shelby thought about the dog sometimes as he stoked a chimneyfire at his home. Sat in his old green recliner in the reading room prodding the wood with a deadset expression. He never said anything those nights. He just stoked the fire. Shadows shook upon the walls with Shelby's low sorrow. I dont know what he ever saw in a fire.
Guess I got the feeling that Delia was dead. Though she wasnt. She was just jailed. Saw smoke that mornin over the roofs. Went for a walk. Fireman flinging foam on the house that fell on itself. Knew what evil I was supposed to see coming. Clement set fire to the home. But who would believe that. All the evidence pointed to Delia. What evidence. Evidently I'd missed something. Delia didnt need me to know. Missy Boudreaux was dead.
Delia was locked up.
Nobody knew where Clement rode off to. That was just the end of it. Nobody would ask me to come and claim anything in Delias defense. What would I say even. All ends.
Week later I went to see Delia. Course her lawyer was there. Said I had two minutes flat. We spoke through the glass. She smiled. Asked her what it was caused someone to burn Missy Boudreaux. I know it werent you.
Delia said she didnt die.
The flames burnt up most of her body but they found your mother. What was left. Was it your Pa who done it.
Dont know.
Whatve you been hidin Delia.
Nothing. Not from you.
You asked me would I help you.
And you will. Or someone will.
Dont know.
That was the end of the file. So far as I knew Delia fell into obscurity in Cooley County Jail. But when I called they said theyd never heard of her. I repeated the name. Delia Boudreaux. Check the register.
We have no record of that name.
So your saying she just dissapeared.
Im not saying that sir. You are. I never heard of her.
Check again.
Sir. Weve got real problems to worry about. If I can get your name and telephone number I can have someone call you back. What is your name.
No thanks. I hung up.
I called Shelby next. His wife answered.
Is Shelby there.
May I speak to him.
Concerning what Carl.
An old case.
Hes dead.
Thats what I said.
Why havent I heard.
You just did. He just did.
Did what.
Are you messing with me mayam.
Hes still sat by the fireside. Im lookin right at im.
Is that all there is to it.
Dory hung up. She didnt want Shelby working anymore.
To Be Continued...
Hi Eldon Arsenaux! How's it going?
You know, I never knew that private investigators looked into "cold cases," just like the police do.
What I like about your contribution to private eye literature is your ironic approach to the form. You are clearly aware of the conventions that have come before and you avoid retreading tired territory.
You clued us into this intention when you wrote: "Ive often thought the hardboiled bit players a bit bland."
And I think you give us deeper insight into the minds of such luminaries as Phillip Marlowe and Sam Spade with: "What makes me continue to catch criminals never seemed so mysterious. It was a simple matter. I could never stand the not-knowing. I continued to care because I believed evil is as water to roots as circumstance is to crime. The bark seems strong but the trunk is hollowed black and decayed."
You have brought the poet's touch to the hardboiled mystery story. Impressive!
Keep up the good and unique work!
Eldon, I just became a bigger fan from when I started following you. I am hooked on this mystery.
Blessings my friend
Very engaging.
Sorry it took me so long to get here. My other job in the real world certainly derails my efforts at time. But I'm here now.
I wonder if you know how good you are. Your opening line is superb....seriously superb. Such a simple sentence but just the perfect sentence. I'd ramble on in superlatives about the story but I think I'll just gush about that one sentence and tell you the rest of the story delivers on the promise of that first sentence.


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End to a Twisted and False Episode in Psychiatry
James M. Wood
Skeptical Inquirer Volume 36.2, March/April 2012
Sybil Exposed: The Extraordinary Story Behind the Famous Multiple Personality Case. By Debbie Nathan. Free Press, New York, 2011. ISBN: 978-1439168271. 320 pp. Hardcover, $26.
Horror stories can reveal and feed a society's darkest fantasies. The Monk, the famous Gothic novel published by Matthew Lewis in 1796, is a striking example. With its portrait of lascivious monks and murderous nuns, The Monk reflected negative stereotypes about Catholics that were widespread in England during the late 1700s. It also helped to reinforce and perpetuate those prejudices for decades to come.
Sybil, published by Florence Rheta Schreiber in 1973, is another famously lurid book that both reflected and shaped the nightmares of its time. Gothically dark but with gleams of light, it recounted the supposedly true story of psychiatrist Cornelia Wilbur and one of her patients, a fragile young woman pseudonymously called Sybil to protect her identity. During eleven years of psychoanalysis Wilbur encountered sixteen of Sybil's "alternate personalities," which had supposedly developed during childhood in reaction to horrendous sexual and physical abuse by Sybil's mother. The book recounted how Sybil dealt with these traumatic memories under Wilbur's healing influence and gradually integrated her "alters" into a single stable personality.
A national best seller, Sybil was turned into an award-winning 1976 television miniseries with Sally Field as Sybil and Joanne Woodward as Wilbur. Soon afterward an epidemic of Multiple Personality Disorder (MPD), also known as Dissociative Identity Disorder (DID), swept across the United States, persisting through the 1980s and into the early 1990s. Only a handful of MPD/DID cases had previously been reported in the scientific literature. After Sybil, the number skyrocketed into the thousands.
The impact of Sybil was huge. For decades afterward its spellbinding narrative was accepted as factual. Schreiber declared in the book's preface that it was a "true story," and Wilbur herself vouched for its accuracy during television appearances and professional conferences. However, it is now clear that neither Sybil nor Wilbur should ever have been believed. In Sybil Exposed: The Extraordinary Story Behind the Famous Multiple Personality Case, investigative journalist Debbie Nathan has revealed the true story of Sybil, whose real name was Shirley Mason.
Drawing from archives that only recently have been opened to the public, Nathan presents a description of Shirley/Sybil and Wilbur that is both compassionate and devastating. With a wealth of facts and extensive footnotes, Nathan demonstrates that Sybil, both the book and the miniseries, were packed with lies and distortions. Marketed to the public as nonfiction, Sybil instead should have been shelved next to The Monk among the Gothic horror novels and other dark fantasies.
Sybil Exposed presents overwhelming evidence that Shirley/Sybil never enacted multiple personalities until she met Wilbur. The young patient's florid symptoms emerged and morphed over a period of years as she and Wilbur engaged in a complicated dance of mutually reinforced self-deception. According to her own admission, Shirley pretended to have alter personalities because she wanted Wilbur's attention. The doctor quickly became fascinated by the personalities and began planning how she might attain professional fame and money by publishing about them. Wilbur then began using suggestive questions and barbiturate injections to extract ever more bizarre allegations of childhood abuse from her increasingly disoriented patient. Meanwhile she recruited Florence Schreiber to write a popularized book about the case.
Eventually Wilbur collaborated with Schreiber to create a narrative full of fabrications. For instance, according to the book, Shirley's father once confessed to Wilbur that Shirley's deceased mother had been diagnosed with schizophrenia. However, documented evidence clearly shows that this supposed confession never took place. Nor is there a shred of reliable evidence that Shirley's mother had schizophrenia or any other psychotic disorder. Wilbur apparently allowed the phony confession to be inserted into Sybil to lend it more credibility.
Few topics in modern psychiatry arouse more controversy than MPD/DID. Many mental health professionals question whether the disorder even exists. According to these skeptics, MPD/DID is usually or always a socially created condition, fostered and reinforced in patients by suggestive therapists such as Wilbur. These skeptics contend that much of the supposed evidence for MPD/DID is based on shaky stories, weak methodology, and questionable data sources.
Sybil Exposed provides support for the skeptics; furthermore, the strange history of Wilbur and Sybil is by no means an isolated example. Like the House of Usher in Poe's Gothic masterpiece, the edifice of MPD/DID stands on cracked foundations and has been shaken again and again by scandal and strange doings. For instance, a leading MPD/DID researcher, Bennett Braun of Rush-Presbyterian Hospital in Chicago, was sued by a string of patients in the mid-1990s after he diagnosed them with MPD/DID and convinced them that they were members of Satanic cults. The story of Braun and his bizarre approach to psychiatry was unforgettably depicted in The Search for Satan, a PBS Frontline documentary by award-winning director Ofra Bikel.
The sad and twisted events presented in Sybil Exposed and The Search for Satan illustrate why many mental health experts are skeptical regarding MPD/DID. This raises the point of whether this questionable disorder, repeatedly associated with fraud and charlatanry, should be listed in the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual (DSM) of the American Psychiatric Association, the so-called bible of psychiatry. The time has probably come to remove MPD/DID from the main part of the DSM and exile it to the special appendixes reserved for experimental, controversial, or culture-bound diagnostic categories.
When MPD/DID is relegated to psychiatry's back pages, professionals fascinated with the disorder can still study and discuss it to their hearts' content. Or perhaps it will eventually disappear into the twilight, to be remembered only as the specter of an embarrassing Gothic episode in the history of psychiatry.

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Looking for new twists on classic sandwiches using fresh, local ingredients? That's what defines Mudgie's Deli (along with eccentric names for some killer sandwich combos). "There's always been a deli on this corner," explains Greg Mudge, who bought this corner eatery and reopened it in February of 2008.
The deli sits at 1300 Porter St. not far from the intersection of Michigan Avenue and Trumbull Street in Detroit's Corktown. After years as a waiter in the old deli, Mudge knew what he wanted to do with his own shop – offer new flavor combinations using Michigan-made products like Dearborn mustard, Michigan fruit preserves and more.
While Mudgie's Deli is mostly known for its sandwiches, regulars can't resist the warm, rich chocolate brownies topped with Calder's ice cream and Sander's hot fudge. And for Valentine's Day, you can bring home a little Mudgie magic and serve this decadent dessert to your family – without even venturing to Corktown.
For more on Greg and his popular sandwich shop, Crumbs asked him to answer a few questions. Warning: your mouth may be watering after reading this post!
What three ingredients do you always keep stocked in your pantry?
My girlfriend (Liza) and I live very close to a great market, so we find ourselves shopping on a per meal basis. I do, however, always have olive oil, fresh garlic and spices on hand in the pantry.
And your favorite meal to make?
I guess my favorite things to cook are meals I have previously never prepared myself. I'm most excited when I'm trying out something new.
We all have a favorite indulgence, for a foodie like you it must be something spectacular?
Yes: There is an ice cream that's only made on Mars, and it's out of this world. Just kidding. Honestly, my favorite indulgence only comes once a year around the holidays. My Grandma makes the best pizzelle cookies ever! She didn't make them this year and knew I was disappointed, so she made and brought some to me afterward. Thanks, Grandma!
What's one of your worst cooking mistakes?
I think that mistakes can be gateways to new tastes and methods. The only times that are disastrous are when a soup or sauce gets away from you and the bottom of the pot burns. There is no fixing that unmistakable and foul taste of BURNT. Start over.
There are so many great Michigan-made food products; what is your pick?
I really can't pick only one, there are so many. I love the movement that is happening with food right now. People are really starting to pay attention to where their food comes from. You can find many great Michigan products at your local farmers' market.
For first-timers to Mudgie's Deli, what do you recommend or what's one item on the menu not to miss?
We definitely can do a mean New York-style Reuben and put our own house-made dressing on it. Everyone freaks out over the Sho' Nuff (multi-grain bread with house-roasted turkey, applewood smoked bacon, baby spinach, strawberry cream cheese and Brownwood Farms Strawberry Preserves). I would also highly recommend the daily specials – this is where we have the most fun.
As a side note, I saw that Mudgie Deli's specials are updated daily on Twitter. A recent temptation: Ahi Tuna with ginger-wasabi mayonnaise, finely shaved carrots, cabbage and sunflower sprouts on a Brioche Kaiser. Become a follower for some great dinner ideas!


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DENTON (UNT), Texas--Michael Monticino, who initially stepped in on an interim basis to lead UNT's fundraising efforts, has agreed to serve as vice president for Advancement and director of Development for the UNT Foundation.
"Michael has done an outstanding job in the few short months he's been focused on Advancement, and I am certain he is the right person to lead our efforts into the future," UNT President V. Lane Rawlins said. "He is keenly aware that our students and their success is our primary focus, and that our growth as one of the nation's top universities will both enhance our students' experience and our service to our region."
Monticino will work with President Rawlins, UNT's deans and other administrators to build a stronger base of private support to help students pursue their dreams and to help the university grow stronger as the North Texas region's largest, most comprehensive public research university.
"UNT is dedicated to providing the highest quality educational experiences to our students, supporting the cultural, social and economic vitality of the North Texas region" Monticino said. "I am committed to serving UNT to enhance the resources available for supporting our students and university in their pursuit of greatness, and expanding UNT's engagement in the region."
Monticino joined the UNT faculty in 1990 as a professor of mathematics. He was appointed associate dean for administrative affairs in the College of Arts and Sciences in 2004, dean of the Toulouse Graduate School in 2009, and dean of the College of Arts and Sciences in 2010, which is UNT's largest college. He also is an adjunct professor in the Department of Biostatistics at the University of North Texas Health Science Center at Fort Worth.
Monticino's areas of expertise are statistical analysis, probability models, operations research and environmental modeling. He has worked with the U.S. Navy, ABC TV, the Institute for Defense Analysis, Accenture and IBM to solve a variety of analysis and operational problems.
He was founding president of the Mathematical Association of America Special Interest Group for Business Industry and Government, a link between business, industry and government mathematicians, academic mathematicians and mathematics students. He has been active in the Society for Industrial and Applied Mathematics Visiting Lecturer Program, which promotes career opportunities for students, academics and others with analytical skills and applied mathematics skills.
Prior to joining UNT, Monticino was an associate with Daniel H. Wagner Associates, Inc., a mathematical and computer science consulting firm.
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Magazine Covers for MAY 2010
This month wasn't lovely when it came to covers. But i loved Vogue for Russia
So pretty. That was my fave for the month of MAY!
Vogue, Russia, May 2010
Vogue, Germany, MAY 2010
I'm not a fan of hers, but she looks so pretty here. Soft and Gor'juss
Love the faded colors too.
Elle, Polish, MAY 2010
This is cute and fun. Love the blue letters and how her
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Bellator returns to St. Louis this Friday night with a special event.
Bellator 157: Dynamite 2 will once again feature both MMA and kickboxing matches, headlined by the return of Quinton "Rampage" Jackson.
Jackson, who previously fought in Bellator before returning to the UFC for a one-fight stint, will meet Satoshi Ishii on Spike in the main event.
Also, Michael Chandler and Patricky "Pitbull" Freire collide for the vacant lightweight title.
Below is the complete MMA lineup for the card:
MAIN CARD (Spike TV/9 p.m. ET)
Catchweight: Quinton "Rampage" Jackson vs. Satoshi Ishii
Vacant Bellator Lightweight Championship
Michael Chandler vs. Patricky "Pitbull" Freire
Heavyweight: Matt Mitrione vs. Carl Seumanutafa
Female Flyweight: Ilima Macfarlane vs. Rebecca Ruth
Featherweight: Justin Lawrence vs. Isao Kobayashi
Welterweight: Guilherme Vasconcelos vs. Jordan Dowdy
Welterweight: Kevin Engel vs. Chel Erwin-Davis
Bantamweight: Jordan Howard vs. Justin Robbins
Welterweight: Joaquin Buckley vs. Chris Heatherly
Catchweight: Michelle Royer vs. Katy Collins
Catchweight: Brad Jones vs. Tyler Claussen
Middleweight: Jason Christeson vs. Jarrod Thomas
Heavyweight: Lee Burns vs. Byron Stevens
Welterweight: Steven Mann vs. Mike Estus
Welterweight: Rashard Lovelace vs. Garret Mueller
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American writer-painter Henry Miller, known for his distinctly original, powerful prose in "Tropic of Cancer" and "Tropic of Capricorn," will be in the spotlight in The City next week in what promises to be a memorable benefit for Big Sur's Henry Miller Memorial Library.
Supporting the cause is celebrated composer Philip Glass, who will grace the Warfield stage on June 25, along with singer-songwriter-harpist Joanna Newsom and violinist Tim Fain.
The ever-busy Glass admits to having a full schedule this summer, but he says committing to the benefit was a no-brainer.
"The library is a very unconventional place," Glass says. "The setting is gorgeous and Big Sur has a history of culture and innovation. There's something inspiring about the environment, which allows people to find resources within themselves that they may not even have known about. I think that's why artists go there."
Glass has been involved in several events at the library over the years, participating in film festivals and poetry extravaganzas (through his Days and Nights Festival) and beyond.
The impetus for the current benefit, co-presented by folkYeah, continues an annual tradition that sprouted in 2004, when singer Patti Smith first performed at the library.
Smith, so captivated by the experience, spread the word to other musicians such as Laurie Anderson who, in turn, may have tipped Glass onto its unique fervor.
"The benefit concerts come from a love of the place, a love of the idea of performing music here," says library executive director Magnus Toren.
Miller's friend Emil White founded the library in the early 1980s. It houses a collection of Miller's works and serves as a gallery that celebrates the icon's literary, artistic and cultural legacy. The library hopes to raise $140,000 by fall to upgrade the water system and create a more sustainable enclave.
Where: Warfield, 982 Market St., S.F.
When: 8 p.m. June 25
Tickets: $62.50 to $140
Contact: (888) 929-7849, thewarfieldtheatre.com, www.henrymiller.org


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Album Review
Vince Gill - These Days
Vince Gill - These Days
Among country music demigods, Vince Gill occupies a unique and somewhat unsettled place. He is, first of all, a marketing conundrum, neither a venerable elder nor a young pinup. He's also hard to pigeonhole, being not just a jack but a master of all trades. His soulful, honeyed voice positions him as the Michael McDonald of country music, at least until McDonald himself decides to cross that line. His deft writing is respected up and down the length of Music Row. His chops as a picker earn him entree anywhere musicians gather to jam, whether it's southern-fried rock or mountain bluegrass. With all these goods in his grip, he stands at a crossroads. Behind him lie the 1990s, his years of greatest impact, when he won fourteen of his seventeen Grammys and released eleven of his twelve gold albums (and all his platinum and multi-platinum ones). Ahead of him are two paths: one climbs toward resurgence as a creative and relevant force, the other descends into a valley of serene but stagnant sainthood. That first road is the one Gill has chosen, and These Days is his massive mission statement: It features 43 songs spread over four CDs, each with its own subtitle and focusing on a different musical style. Workin' On A Big Chill is the party set, sizzling with electric guitar and snaky, dance-floor grooves. Some Things Never Get Old harks back to the pre-Garth era, before country music started confusing image with artistry. Little Brother unplugs and shifts its focus between intimate folk and brisk bluegrass. And The Reason Why resonates with the kinds of big, booming productions and heartbreak ballads that enabled Gill to pull off a project this ambitious in the first place. Most of these performances are top-notch, and more than a few qualify as extraordinary. A lot of credit goes to the cast he is in a position to recruit. Nashville's hottest session players lay the foundations, over which a procession of stellar guest vocalists parades; listing them is almost beside the point, except to note that Gill summons his assembly at a far younger age than that of Tony Bennett or Jerry Lee Lewis, to mention two recent subjects of superstar-cameo projects. One difference between those records and Gill's is that These Days consists entirely of new material. It feels that way too; the participants play with an infectious spontaneity, especially on the rockin' stuff, while providing discipline on the ballads and other numbers that require clean articulation as well as compressed emotion. Gill is the source of this energy; there's urgency in his writing, singing, and playing, whether expressed as aw-shucks humor on "Son Of A Ramblin' Man", robust sensuality on "The Rhythm Of The Pourin' Rain", righteous morality on the swampy "Molly Brown", homespun faith in his duet with Amy Grant on "Tell Me One More Time about Jesus", or in a dozen different ways elsewhere. Only one flaw mars this picture, though even here Gill can be commended for trying something new. On "Faint Of Heart", he joins Diana Krall in a smoky duet that's more martini than moonshine -- not a bad song, really, but the piano is boosted way too high in the mix, practically squashed into the faces of those who might have gathered near the stage in this swanky nightclub. Further, the leaden tread of the drums and bass feels all wrong. Chad Cromwell and Michael Rhodes tear it up on every other track they enhance throughout These Days, but here they fail to provide the airier accompaniment the song requires. But one clinker is no reason to apologize, especially when measured against the collection's best moments. Begin with "This New Heartache", an almost perfect barroom lament, locked into precisely the right tempo and swaggering over a classic A-team, unison guitar-and-bass riff. Take it from there to a pair of ballads: "The Rock Of Your Love", on which Bonnie Raitt, cutting her part and mailing it in from a hotel room in Amsterdam, seems to be singing just an inch away from Gill's heart, and "What You Give Away", on which Sheryl Crow's backup is more minimal yet right on the money in reflecting the apocalyptic intensity of the melody and its message. Divinity whispers twice on "Some Things Never Get Old", first in the impeccable presence of Emmylou Harris and then in a four-bar solo by steel guitar legend Ralph Emery that rises skyward like mist at sunrise. And if you're looking for the line of the year, check out the coda Gill sings with John Anderson on "Take This Country Back", a rowdy lament for the lost soul of the music they love: "When we all gather up in heaven, how're we gonna face the Man in Black?" The strongest moment, though, is "Little Brother", in which Gill stands alone, just his voice and guitar, and delivers a breathlessly beautiful narrative with a restraint that conveys love, pain and wisdom more vividly than anything else here. While that observation doesn't tarnish the excellence of These Times, it does suggest Gill might have made an even stronger impression through more economic means. There are exquisite details, too many to number, but in the end one wonders what would have happened if everything had been stripped away, leaving Gill on his own, with just his passion and skill. After all, that's what he had to offer when he broke into this business. And as Johnny Cash and Rick Rubin have proven, that's all that matters in the end. As These Times attests, in aiming toward that place, far away as it is, Gill clearly has taken the right road.
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If you've never been to Charleston, do yourself a favor.
Charleston is one of those perfect-sized cities, with history that stretches back hundreds of years (and further, if you count the prehistoric inhabitants). Situated on the cape of South Carolina, this bejeweled little metropolis will enchant you. You can stare out over the harbor, and the Atlantic, and almost hear the hallow crack of the cannon fire that kicked off the Civil War.
Certainly my enchantment with Charleston is not a simple enchantment. Like any good romance, my love for Charleston is complex. Because, for example, wedged between two beautiful Georgian townhouses in the city you might find an oddity like an old slave market.
One of them is preserved, so you can literally stand in a little store where slaves were auctioned off. It's dark, and the floors and walls are covered in mahogany. The place exudes desperation, and the terror and abject depravity of its past. The souls of the African men, women and children have left their mark in the grains of wood.
Not far from here you'll find an old church, which we visited around midnight. It was so hot, you didn't bother trying to stay cool. It was, to my mind, akin to jumping into a swimming pool with your clothes on. And something about that unhinges the mind, and lets it wander.
Standing there in the moonlight of the graveyard of the old church, I imagined an elderly, saintly black gentleman from the 18th century. His name was something like Nathaniel Borders. He took care of the white church for 62 years leading up to his death.
He became so beloved for his strength, grace and courage among the churchgoers that they allowed him to stand in the back, broom in hand, pretending to sweep, when really he was there for the service. As long as he held the broom, he could stand and listen, reverently. He was communing with the same God, the same Jesus that they were communing with, which was scandalous, of course. But nobody spoke of it.
When he died, people wept who should not have, including certain women and men in their upstairs rooms. Nathaniel had no family, and they prepared his body for burial in the graveyard reserved for sinners and blacks outside the church's consecrated grounds.
A secret meeting was held that night, and they determined that Nathaniel belonged among them, among their dead. "What are you driving at?" asked one man, by candlelight. They had drunk nearly a half gallon of rum by that time, and were disturbed and in a strange place from the loss of their secret friend.
Four of the strongest men from the group – named Ernest Gaines, Robert Johns, Elmer Jenkins and Robert McComb – agreed. They would go to the white, Christian church that very night and bury their friend as near as possible, just outside, in the public graveyard for sinners, blacks and other damned people.
But they made the grave so close to the stone fence that they managed to dig under the fence by about 18 inches. By moonlight, they dug, for hours. And two hours before dawn, they brought the body in its simple wooden casket and laid him low, with his feet under the fence, and in consecrated ground.
In the years that followed, some who heard about the consecrated burial of Nathanial Borders began to sing songs about him. Here is one. I wrote this for my imaginary friend from Charleston, and I sang it with his spirit in mind. But I hope stories like this really did happen back then.


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Oct. 12, 2008
FAIRFIELD, CT - Sophomore Leigh Dogmanits (Walnutport, PA) scored the tying goal in the 79th minute, her second tally of the game, to help the Sacred Heart women's soccer team salvage a 2-2 overtime tie with visiting Wagner College Sunday afternoon.
Sacred Heart, 1-10-3 overall and 0-3-1, took a 1-0 lead less than a minute before halftime on the first goal by Dogmanits. It came on a header off a cross from Samantha Kee. Just :13 after the SHU goal, Jessica Balling tied it for the Seahawks with an assist from Catherin DelMedico on the only Wagner shot on goal of the half.
Wagner, 2-7-4, took a 2-1 lead just under three minutes into the second half on a Briana Vassallo goal. Dogmanits got the tying goal with an assist from Ashley Testani with 16:28 left to go.
Wagner outshot the Pioneers 4-2 in the two overtime periods but neither team could score.
SHU won the shot battle 17-8 in the contest. Sophomore goalie Meghan Reichelt made three saves for the Pioneers, while Sam Schueschner made five for the Seahawks.


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It's the Easter Egg Hunt that we're all ready for here! The two Bunny Bags above are for my grandchildren. The original design by Emma Herian was in 'Making' magazine, published by the Crafts Institute. I changed the single cross-stitch eye for something a bit different. I made them with that same pink and blue gingham that I had used for their dress and shirt in 'From the Heart' and Adding an Extension'. I hope they recognise it!
Matching pink and blue buttons and embroidered mouths complete the look. Luckily I had some of the correct buttons in my stash. 'Love hearts' my grandson calls them.
I also added matching gingham bows with a gingham button in the centre to put my individual stamp on the design. A pom-pom tail on the reverse adds to the appeal.
The pictures show a third bunny for some lucky person! Also note the 'Sewn with Love' tags stitched into the seam. These were puchased online from Crafty Ribbons.com.
This shows the how the mechanics of the bag work. The opening is ample for tiny hands to pop in their mini-Easter Eggs as they go on the trail to discover all the hiding places.
Note, don't ever 'hide' the eggs on top of a cool radiator and forget where you've hidden them; the chocolatey dribble down the front of the heater next day, when then timer kicks in, is a bit of a giveaway!
When the hunt is over, the ears can be tied together to a) stop the eggs spilling onto the floor, and b) stop those same tiny fingers from scoffing the lot and being sick.
If you fancy having a go at making your own bunny bags - probably for next year now, given the time frame - the Crafts Institute blog has the template to download for free.


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Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Findlay on Recognizing a Victim Constituency in International Criminal Justice
Mark Findlay ( University of Sydney-Institute of Criminology) has posted Activating a Victim Constituency in International Criminal Justice (International Journal of Transitional Justice, Vol. 3, No. 2, 2009) on SSRN. Here is the abstract:
Those who would like to see the international criminal trial remain a retributive endeavor reflecting the conventional features and characteristics of domestic trials are concerned that enhancing victim constituency for the international trial process will endanger its limited potential success. Despite legalist assertions the ICC, and its prosecutor, have claimed more universalist justifications in the form of the court's potential to assisting in state reconstruction and peacemaking. Further, the ICC, and the international tribunals which precede it, have within their authorizing legislation growing recognition of victim interests, even if this remains largely outside the processes of trial decision making.
Today in many domestic criminal jurisdictions, the position and voice of the victim is receiving increasing attention and recognition, if only in terms or very selective participation. The imperative for victim inclusion has progressed into the procedures governing institutional international criminal justice.
This being said, the reality of global crime victimization and its terrible collective dimensions has found little practical trial recognition beyond the fragmentary and selective prosecution of genocide. Victim communities, and the prosecution of collective perpetration are not driving the unique jurisprudence of international criminal; law or trial procedure.
This paper argues that the nature of global crime, and the purposes of international criminal justice require a more victim-centered transformed trial process. Te nature of international criminal justice and the global crimes it confronts, presents a uniquely persuasive position for a victim constituency despite the challenging partiality of victim interests.
Such a transformation of justice constituency must be measured against the crucial importance of accountability as a indicator of trial fairness, and the protections of the accused which these require. Despite active efforts by the international criminal courts and tribunals to better balance victim interests at trial and pre-trial phases, the constrictions of adversarial justice relegate the victim voice to the witness role, and compensation considerations post sentence.
Along with accountability to a victim constituency, follows the pragmatic persuasion that with a heightened victim purchase over international criminal justice will flow greater legitimacy for this process across a wider range of communities which it is said to serve. The legitimacy that the satisfaction of victim interests offers should not be underestimated, or over calculated. The nature and direction of victim legitimation will be examined specifically in this paper against a range of challenges which might tend to compromise that legitimating process.
Our concluding discussion of 'communities of justice' argues rationalization above balance. In any criminal justice resolution there may be several victims or victim communities with different victim stories exercising different interests and values. A distillation of legitimate victim interests in such a contested environment will be a challenge for the transformed criminal trial. The identification and harmonization of legitimate victim interests is much more than uncritical concession to the self-interested expectations, beyond retributive justice and vengeance that victims enunciate.
The paper begins by confronting prevailing circumspection about why victims should be prioritized as the constituency for international criminal justice. The argument moves from the demands of legitimacy, on to the anticipation that through communities of justice a sharper victim focus will require that international criminal justice be more accountable. This is a theme that prevails throughout and will link our case for transformed criminal trial process to a new age of global governance. But first it is necessary to locate the paper's theoretical mission, against the perennial struggle between subjective and universalized analysis.


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24 February 2012
My design is in " Print and Pattern " blog today...yeahhh.
And here is my original design that i sold to Pumpkin Patch.
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New collection at Pumpkin Patch A/W 2012
A design that i have sold to P/P last year and they did a summer collection out of it, and now they have done a A/W one.
I think i like this one best.
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Yet with such potential benefits, family businesses are also navigating family dynamics and relationships that a traditional business owner never encounters.
Understanding the family business with its merger of the both the family and business systems, along with a two-way relationship with the community, has been the the mission of the Family Business Research team and its National Family Business Survey. The team is now collecting data providing 20 years of information from its national panel of businesses.
From the development of the Sustainable Family Business Theory in 1999, the team has focused on understanding the factors of success along with how communities and family businesses work together. Resource exchange, disaster preparedness and response, and family tensions have all been examined.
How such family businesses give back to the community has been highlighted earlier. Recently a highlights newsletter has been distributed and a complete bibliography for the group can be found here.
Family businesses are key economic contributors. They not only feed the family that runs them but expands and enhances the local economy. Get to know your family business owners. See how your community and these businesses can work more closely together.


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|PHO 100: Assignment 1. Photograph 10 words. Word 1: Sickness
1. Classes, Professors and Homework
Yep, so here your 'Lecturer' is your 'Professor', your 'Lecture or Seminar' is your 'Class' and unlike in England where there are 3-5 'Assignments' per 'Module' (per year), here you get 'Homework' every week. While I have not found this homework to be difficult as such, it is extremely time consuming. For example, right now, I am sat in my apartment with my 2 roommates and every surface visible is ... well not visible.. its covered in homework! And yes, we have already been sat here, like this for about 2 hours. And yes, we are likely to be sat here for the next 2 hours also!
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I obviously can only write from my own personal experience but in Chester, a module will last for one academic year. You probably didn't get to chose it, or if you did, it was from a choice of 3 or 4 similar topics. The module itself will probably be taught over 2 hours a week. One hour will be spent listening to your Lecturer explain the new topic via a PowerPoint. The second, more-often-than-not separate hour, will be spent in a seminar discussing the theory you learned in the previous lecture.
Here at NAU, classes typically last for one semester (of which there are 2: August to December or January to May) and you can choose from 100's of different ones. Now obviously, if you want to major/minor in something specific then you have to choose more precisely which classes you want to take. However, on top of those in which you are major or minoring in, you have to take several "cultural" classes in order to complete your degree. As of yet, I am unsure as to what these consist of, but I do know that my class GER 350W: Sustainable Environments in Germany (taught in German) would count as one of these, so that might give you a general idea of the kind of random stuff you'd have to study here! (For some people, that might actually be a down fall, but for me, this is amazing! I miss having the range of classes like we used to have in Secondary/High School all the time - why can't I learn about business techniques one day, and make a cupboard the next?)
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On that note, the teaching style here is also very different. It is much more like a classroom back at school, here than it is in England. There are activity sheets, there are questions, there are pop quizzes etc. etc. etc. basically I find that the classes are far more engaging.
|About as engaging as all-emoji conversations ;)
So in Chester, England, you are expected to learn a lot in your own time, in your own way, make your own notes on each topic and compile all of this information into 2-4 assignments over the whole year (plus an exam in January and/or at the end depending on your module choice). Thus often resulting in students doing absolutely nothing until about 2-3 weeks before the assignments/exams are due! While at NAU, USA, you are expected to spend several hours a week (if not a day) doing your homework. Obviously, each bit of your homework therefore counts for very little, but be warned as it adds up over the semester!
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So I guess the biggest thing I've learned so far is how to time manage properly. Not on a monthly schedule like I have to in England but on a weekly one, if not daily!
While some of what I have just said may make Chester's education system seem negative, I do think that this way of teaching does result in more "mature" students. We have to think a little more for ourselves.. Am I going to bother reading that book now? Am I going to leave it all to the last minute? Am I going to be good with my work and do a little every week? Oh whoops it's due next week and I haven't even started!
On the other hand, the system here for me at least feels a little more realistic as far as work load and work life goes. When we all finish our degrees and we all get "proper" jobs (whatever that means) - I'm pretty sure most of us will have daily/weekly schedules of things to do, rather than monthly ones..
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Anyway, in an attempt not to make my blog posts too long, (and so that I can get back to my homework) I'll write about the other comparisons some other time,
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Discussion in 'Dog Tricks' started by jasperaliceuk, Feb 18, 2009.
Very cool........
Milo's a cutie. ^^ Nice vid, you guys are doing great!
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Milo = My hero! xx
Very very nice! I'm jealous. :dogtongue2: How did u teach circles backward...we're working on that one albiet slowly.
Milo is abs adorable. I missed this post when u put it up somehow.
Notice the cat in the backwards circle one....
He/she walks in, stares at the dog and leaves making sure we catch a glimpse of the tail LOL
As if to say "Dog really?? I get treats and food just by being here. You really are embarrassing yourself."
LOL I didn't notice kitty since I was just locked on the great doggie work. :doglaugh:
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May's March towards Brexit: some comments on the potential legal implications of the UK's 'Great Repeal Bill'
By Oliver Garner
'Brexit means Brexit' means March
We have learned two important things about what 'Brexit means Brexit' means from the Conservative party conference last week: (1) Theresa May's government will trigger Article 50 TEU in March 2017 at the latest; and (2) a 'Great Repeal Bill' will be proposed in the next Queen's speech which will repeal the European Communities Act 1972 and enshrine all EU law into domestic law (at least for the time being). This post will focus on some potential legal implications of the 'Great Repeal' of EU law in the United Kingdom. It will consider how exactly EU Directives and Regulations will be implemented into UK law, before considering the substantive issue of whether such implementation means that EU citizens in the UK will retain their 'acquired rights' to residence. The argument will be that enacting the 'Great Reform Bill' will be a far more difficult task for the UK government and Parliament than its announcement suggests. Furthermore, without extensive amendments, such wholesale transposition could undermine the effectiveness of the withdrawal from the Union legal order.
The announcement of a March Article 50 notification does not provide answers to all the vagaries of the legal procedure of Article 50 (including exactly how notification will be sent, and which government minister will be responsible). However, it does provide political certainty as to the timeframe of Brexit, barring the notification being blocked by the outcome of the upcoming constitutional challenge to the government's authority to trigger Article 50 without the consent of Parliament. Under Article 50(3), if a withdrawal treaty is not concluded, and if there is no unanimous agreement to extend the time-frame of negotiations, the United Kingdom will cease to be a Member State of the European Union by March 2019. Continue reading


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Cruise ship is 3 stars...Weather was bad
4 Night Bahamas (Port Canaveral Roundtrip)
Sail Date: January 04, 2016
Ship: Enchantment of the Seas
Cabin Type: Inside
Cabin Number: 8627
Traveled As: Family (young children)
Reviewed: 3 years ago
Review Summary
We stayed in a inside stateroom at Deck 8.
Stateroom is about 10x8, with enough closet space for 3, bathroom is 5x5 at most. Room is very outdated, I could compare to a Motel 8 room from early 90s. It had a nice flat TV but nothing amazing.
We knew we were staying at the worst room in the ship, but as we passed through the rest of the room in our level, they looked all the same to me.
We left on Jan 4 and returned on Jan 8. Weather was terrible, it rained on us almost every day, winds of 30 and 40 mph. and this affected us a lot. They didn't let us stop at Cocokay and Nassau was just very windy and rainy.
We were first time cruisers, for our taste the ship moved too much, we would wake up in the middle of the night due to the doors closing and opening, things falling and our cabinets door constantly opening and closing. We don't get sea sick, but it was just very uncomfortable for us. This happened almost every time we were on sea, but a lot!
If you have the chance to go and get one of the rooms at the bottom and back of the ship, that's where it feels that less.
Food was 4 stars, kid's entertainment was 4 stars, pool area is very nice and adult entertainment was good too.
We had a 6 year old, they had food for her age and tons to do.
Do not pick inside staterooms, I know they are cheaper and tempting but for a hundred dollars more, get something with a view or a suite.
Service was acceptable...I was expecting a little more to do since we were inside basically through the whole trip, but it was limited.
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By my review I have never meant to offend long-time cruisers. I have just wanted to comment on my own experience and that includes weather (as I perfectly stated on my title). If I judge my experience just by the looks of the ship then I will be failing and probably it will be a while for us to go on another ship again lol
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- n. A frequent need to arise during the night in order to urinate.
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- n. excessive urination at night; especially common in older men
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You might also have 'nocturia' or the frequent urges to go throughout the night.
People with untreated sleep apnea may also complain of falling asleep inappropriately, morning headaches, memory problems, feelings of depression, reflux, nocturia a need to use the bathroom frequently at night, and impotence.
And of course, happily given the other things we did in the last few years in terms of co-operations, we have the partnership with Spectrum Pharmaceuticals for apaziquone, we have the partnership with Serenity for the nocturia product.
It is associated with overactive bladder, which also includes urinary frequency (needing to urinate more than seven to 10 times per day), and nocturia (waking up at least twice a night to pee).
BPH causes difficulties with urination associated with aging, such as nocturia, urge to void frequently, hesitancy, weak stream, and other problems.
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Any lover of chilly's?
I bet there will be many.
Presenting Green chilly Ambula (Salted Dried raw mango) Besara
Recipe of Chilly ambula Besara (A delicacy of Odisha)
Green chilly- 2 cups(Cut into very small pieces) (You can take red chilly too or a mix of both)
Ambula(Salted Dried raw mango)- 6 pieces
Onions- 1 cup(Cut into very small pieces)
Garlics- 1/4th cup(Cut into very small pieces)
Mustard(Rai/Sarson)-1/4th cup
Prepare mustard paste by grinding mustard with a little water to a very smooth paste
Salt-1 tsp(To taste)
Turmeric- 1 pinch
Mustard oil- 1/2 cup
Method- In a bowl put the green chilly's, ambula,onions,garlics,salt, turmeric and mustard paste. In a kadhai pour the mustard oil, Heat it. Then add the content of the bowl into the oil.Mix well.Add one cup water. Keep it covered. Lower the heat. Keep checking in between.Keep stirring in between till all the chillies are cooked and the mixture becomes completly dry like how a pickle looks.
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Food: we love everything, hoping to hit some Food Show celebs' spots. Any hole in the walls ? Best fish tacos?
Sights: I am bound to be trigger crazy with my new DSLR. Yes, bridge, mission, etc. Anything truly special/hidden ? Piers? Sailing? We know there's loads of walking involved, which *might* be a bit of a hassle from a futbol injury, definitely no hiking.
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1.) complete reading of research and review articles on Bone Acquisition and the role of PPAR- gamma. Also complete the nine questions in the outline packet for the readings.
2.) Read pages 40-41 in Gilroy and answer the questions at the end.3.) Review the branches of the subclavian, the joints of the vertebral column, ligaments of the vertebral column, nerves of the posterior thorax, and the erector spinae group.


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America Ferrera: 'End of Watch' Gets A Release Date!
America Ferrera and husband Ryan Piers Williams make their way through LAX Airport to catch a departing flight on Tuesday (March 6) in Los Angeles.
The 27-year-old actress can next be seen in End of Watch, which just got a release date – September 28!
Here's the official synopsis: "A powerful story of family, friendship, love, honor and courage, End Of Watch stars Jake Gyllenhaal and Michael Peña as young Los Angeles police officers Taylor and Zavala as they patrol the city's meanest streets of south central Los Angeles.
Giving the story a gripping, first-person immediacy, the action unfolds entirely through footage from the handheld HD cameras of the police officers, gang members, surveillance cameras, and citizens caught in the line of fire to create a riveting portrait of the city's most dangerous corners, the cops who risk their lives there every day, and the price they and their families are forced to pay."


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- What are functional requirements?
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- Write all the test cases for testing a telephone/ whiteboard/ laptop?
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- Any idea of test driven development?
- What is Total Quality Management?
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Interview Questions: Quality Engineer
After a long time i'm posting on this blog, i'm in middle of a QA interview right now, so i though to publish some QA questions, that any QA engineer should expect as part of their technical evaluation. As before i'll not be posting the answer i want you to look for the answers on your own:
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SPOILER ALERT! For those unfortunate few who still haven't seen Joss Whedon & Drew Goddard's The Cabin in the Woods yet, I offer this advice: put your keyboard down and go see this movie!
Whether you're a horror movie buff, a fan of Buffy, or just a thrill-seeker looking for your next fix The Cabin in the Woods hits on all cylinders – haters be damned. Seriously, though, this is one film that I walked into with humble expectations and came out of completely psyched to see it again if only for one thing… Unicorn Attack. That's all I'll say.
One of the best aspects of the film were the subtle layers of character development that emerged, particularly regarding the white collar working men (Sitterson and Hadley) who – for better or for worse – orchestrate the majority of the movie's plot. Another highlight? Practical effects! The film is full of them and it's all the more better for it. Really, the only bad part of the entire experience is when it's over. Thanks to Titan Books, however, it doesn't have to be…
Released last week to coincide with the film, Titan's The Cabin in the Woods: Official Movie Novelization and Official Visual Companion both offer hours of extended "bonus features." As to be expected, the novelization (adapted by Tim Lebbon) follows the film pretty closely and as a result doesn't offer anything new, but manages to provide some "replay value" for those awaiting the inevitable DVD/Blu-Ray release. On the other hand, the Visual Companion comes loaded with awesome content that ranges from an interview with Whedon and Goddard in which the co-writers reveal some cool nuances of how The Cabin in the Woods became what it did (including hints to Easter Eggs and cameos) to concept art, set builds and fear-filled facts about a majority of the monsters. There are literally enough ideas here for at least 2 or 3 films (hmmm… sequel anyone?).
While I could take or leave the novel after having seen the movie, the Visual Companion is a high value addition to the franchise that will have you uncovering "hidden truths" long after the credits roll.