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There is a strange thing happening, when you go shopping. Some food you find has travelled a lot more then you would maybe in one month, or rather, things have travelled half the globe before they reach you. What things? Also food you would get around here, but are not in season at the moment.
While sitting in front of my computer and browsing the net, I came across this:
Why not use the things for cooking that are available locally and that are in season (for some occasions it might not be possible). It's good to think about this!
This is also in line with a cookbook I bought now already some time ago: Jamie at home. It also has some good information on growing things on your own.
Said and done. Inspired by that I got a rhubarb plant from a friend this year. It was already quite big. So it is possible to use some stalks from it already this year.
As you look at this picture, the stalk at the front right edge of the image is no more.
Little rhubarb-apple tarts
All you need for this are some rhubarb, apples, brown sugar, orange juice, and ready made tart shells or you go through the process of making your own shortcrust pastry shells. Well, I happened to have some ready tarts shells still left somewhere in my storage (it was about time to use them).
Peel, remove the core part of the apples and cut them in small pieces. Remove the ends of the rhubarb stalks and cut them into, well also small pieces. Then just put all the ingredients, apart from the tart shells of course, in a pot and cook a lovely little compote with it. You know when the time is right. I didn't see the pieces of rhubarb anymore.
Let the ready compote cool off a bit and put it on the tart shells.
What's left to say: Go for it!
If you like the idea of cooking in season, have a look at this page: The Botanical Baker. There you will find a lot more interesting to read.
So, don't forget to grab some rhubarb and have a nice cake, may it be small like these or even a big one. It was the first time I used rhubarb, but for sure not the last time ...
Thursday, 3 May 2012
Cooking in season - rhubarb-apple tarts
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Yao jams Spurs; Rockets welcome T-Mac back in fine style
Yao, Rockets hold off Spurs for 83-81 win
McGrady returns, plays 27 minutes, adds 'presence' that coach likes
Fabricio Oberto came hard from Yao Ming's right, and Tim Duncan closed quickly from his left. Yao went over and through, any way necessary to the rim.
Yao threw down his jam, snapping the rim with all the power in his 312-pound frame. He threw a hard right into the air, adding a chest bump with Luis Scola to mark the occasion.
Yao's jam gave the Rockets a three-point lead with 2:24 left, but it was the last basket they would get or need as they escaped with an 83-81 win over the San Antonio Spurs before 18,353 on Saturday night at Toyota Center.
The Rockets showed they can win the hard way after being unable to close out victories against the 76ers and Hornets last week.
After Yao's dunk, the Rockets missed their last five shots and next four throws. But they repeatedly beat the Spurs to rebounds in an artful performance of keepaway and got just enough stops to mark Tracy McGrady's return to the floor with a desperately needed win.
"We did not want that game to go away, particularly after that tough loss against Philadelphia," Yao said. "We had three days off. I think everybody thought a lot about our season."
The Rockets did not secure the win until their last defensive stop. The Spurs got the ball after Rafer Alston made the second of two free throws with 2.4 seconds left. They got the ball to 3-point specialist Matt Bonner. Shane Battier rushed out to force Bonner to put the ball on the floor. Battier slipped as Bonner headed toward the lane, but Bonner missed his 11-footer at the buzzer.
Making progressThe Rockets committed nine turnovers in the fourth quarter against Philadelphia. They had seven all game against the Spurs. They also allowed 12 fourth-quarter fast-break points in the loss. The Spurs had five all game, none in the fourth.
Most of all, after the Sixers had beaten the Rockets with youthful quickness and vigor, they got lifts from the return of McGrady, who missed 11 games with injuries to his knee, and the high-energy play of rookie Carl Landry. And they won the battle of late-game offensive rebounds they have so often lost.
"That was the ballgame right there," Spurs coach Gregg Popovich said. "Their extra effort in the last two minutes killed us."
The Rockets needed every bit. McGrady struggled to nine points on 4-of-12 shooting with four rebounds and four assists. But Rockets coach Rick Adelman said he brought a valuable "presence."
"If I were to wait until I get to 100 percent, then I would probably be waiting until the end of the season," said McGrady, who favored his left leg. "That's an injury that I'm dealing with right now and with that said, I made up my mind that I was going to come out and play."
McGrady did not start for the first time with the Rockets, as did Battier, who suggested he come off the bench to match up with Manu Ginobili. But Yao started well, making his first five shots and first seven free throws. His fourth-quarter slam gave him 21 points, and he finished with 14 rebounds.
But he missed three consecutive free throws in the final minutes, with the Rockets getting the rebound after two.
"In there, what I can see is effort," Yao said. "How much we wanted to win this game."
Fourth-quarter heroicsIn the final minutes, Battier got two offensive rebounds, Alston and Scola one.
Tim Duncan, who had 24 points and 17 rebounds, got the Spurs within a point with 1:33 left. When he missed a 19-footer with 28.9 seconds left, the Rockets needed one more stop.
"With all the talk about blowing the fourth-quarter leads, I thought it was a good idea we missed the free throws and showed the people we could make stops and finish the game," Adelman said. "It was a great win."

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So here's a pictorial of wildflowers from the beginning of May until this weekend - from brown sprouts of hope, to acres of green and blue.
My first wildflower of the garden - I can feel the squint the the petals of the hairy little Hepatica -
Hard to believe that these Trillium grandiflorum going to live up to their name:
And no not wild flowers, but a lovely little finch who is nesting in the Magnolia stellata, and now three weeks later is invisible, hidden behind all the leaves:
A week later, a little show of white on the T. grandiflorum.
And a week later, in someone else's garden - the full joy of their open blossoms.
A little native fern that has decided to do it's own mutating:
Mertensia virginica - Virginia Bluebells - little pieces of sky visiting the earth.
Arisaema triphyllum on my walk this weekend with Judy.
And the reason for this woodland walk along 16 Mile Creek - the Mertensia virginica were in bloom:
One of the prettiest wildflowers in Ontario.
Sadly they're having to do battle with the dreaded garlic mustard - see all those little white dots - all garlic mustard.
There are organized pulls to keep them under control. This patch of M. virginica is much bigger than in years past, perhaps it's a sign that the pulls are working.
M. virginica is an ephemeral. So these wonderful leaves will soon yellow and die over the next month. It's a plant that I tuck into an area with hosta, so that the last stages of its life can be given a little privacy under the large hosta leaves.
Here we have Geranium maculatum. If you can find one in your nursery, and have dry shade, you really can't ask for a better low-maintenance attractive plant. More little dots of garlic mustard to the top right.
And while this excellent slow-growing woodlander, False Solomon's Seal, has been growing away, its name has been changed to Maianthemum racemosum.
The Trilliums are coming to an end for this year:
And back home on an early morning walk, here's an excellent patch of Polygonatum Solomon's Seal, growing in a nearby garden. It's flashy cousin Polygonatum odoratum 'Variegatum' is perennial of the year. It makes a very sad looking potted plant, but quickly becomes a stunner in the garden. I'd encourage anyone to take a leap of faith when they see one at the garden centre to take it home and plant it in a shady spot.
And should you not have enough wildflowers for the moment - and frankly how could you ever have enough? be certain to visit Gail at Clay & Limestone for more Wildflower Wednesday.


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The variety that has been bestowed to a woman's wardrobe by God is by far the most elaborate, unique and endless. Add to it are the designers who work day and night to create newer looks within the same segment and come up with something innovative every time. A traditional attire of a particular region is worked upon with precision to convert it into something that becomes acceptable globally with time.
The perfect example of such fashion contraption is a skirt, which was once called western attire. Although it might have its origin in the west, the designers have derived its Indian version also in the form of women's skirt and cotton skirt. These ones have lots of flares which makes it somewhat identical to a 'ghagra cholli'. It is this distinction which gives it the reputation of being a fusion wear. With its innovative styling you can create a glam and chic look with a long chiffon or Printed skirt teamed up with casual or party tops and a selection of funky fashion jewellery. These skirts give you the opulence of Indian craftsmanship with its rich and unique hues and are available in varying long lengths, knee lengths and shorter ones.
Skirts are also an absolute sensation with teenage girls. A designer skirt is a must have for this age group which carries within itself a casual as well as classy a look. A short skirt combined with a blazer gives a business look to a lady while a frilled one is ideal for birthday girls.
Not to keep our plus sized women folk deprived of this fashion model, the good news is that these skirts also come in a variety of cuts, fits and lengths to suit any body shape. The ladies long skirts are specially meant for professional women but there is no hard and fast rule about it. With a little bit of creativity you can alter the overall look and feel of this dress. So wearing a skirt is no more a girly business now. It can be worn by almost any age group with a slight variation in its style.


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India today grabbed both the gold and silver medals on offer, establishing early dominance in the cycling competition of the 12th South Asian Games here today.
Indians finished first and second each in both the men's 40km individual time trial and women's 30km individual time trial finals to begin the cycling competition on a high.
Tourangbam Bidyalaxmi won the women's 30km individual time trial event in a time of 49 minutes 24.573 seconds ahead of compatriot and fellow Manipuri Elangbam Chaoba Devi, who clocked 49 minutes 31.311 seconds in the road race at the national highway number 37. Sahiba Bibi of Pakistan won the bronze in a time of 50:10.598.
In the men's 40km individual time trial final, Arvind Panwar clocked 52 minutes and 28.800 seconds to win the gold while his Indian team-mate Manjeet Singh was second in 54 minute and 1.183 seconds. Janaka Hemantha Kumara of Sri Lanka was third in 55:25.441.
India had dominated cycling in the last edition in Dhaka as well by winning 3 gold and a silver. Sri Lanka had won 1 gold and 1 silver then.
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I used to love watching "Quick Fix with Robin Miller" on the Food Network. The thing that really made me watc h the show was how she would transform the leftovers from dinner into something new and different the next day. I like meals that you can really get your money's worth out of.
Today I would like to show you one of my favorite Holiday appetizer… and the great thing about it is… you have breakfast ready for the morning when you make this app!
These easy Stuffed Mushrooms taste amazing and are sure to be a hit at any holiday party. They are very hearty and have just the right amount of heat. I try not to make them all year, so that when I make them during the holidays, they are special! I first tried a version of these mushrooms at a holiday party a year ago when my friend Tracy made them. They were a hit! I made a few adjustments to her recipe to incorporate freshly chopped onion and to stretch the filling, and voila! Appetizer + breakfast!
1 lb. ground sausage (I recommend Jimmy Dean HOT)
1 small onion, chopped (or 1/2 a medium/large onion)
1 block of light cream cheese
1/2 can 98% fat free cream of mushroom soup
whole mushrooms (bigger than a quarter, up to half dollar sized)
Fresh or dried parsley
Begin by prepping the mushrooms. Pop the stems off, one by one. This will give you a little "well" to fill. After the stems are removed, you can wash the mushrooms well. Set them, well-side down, on paper towels to dry. They dry the tops. Allow to stand and dry while you prepare the filling.
Brown sausage with onions in a skillet on medium-high heat. (Throwing the onions in with the sausage will help soften them and add flavor to the sausage.) Drain the meat after browning it to get rid of excess fat.) Reduce heat to low. Add block of cream cheese and stir while cooking over low heat, until cheese melts and is smooth. Add the soup and mix well. Add parsley and mix.
Fill each mushroom with filling. Then bake at 400 degrees for 15-20 minutes or until mushrooms are soft and filling is bubbling.
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(after baking)
Delicious! You will not regret making these! And they taste way more complicated than they actually are!
But now… you probably have leftover filling. What do you do with it? Put it in the fridge. Tomorrow morning, grab a bagel or English muffin, spread some filling on it, and pop it in the toaster oven. In just minutes you have a hot, delicious, hearty breakfast!
How was your weekend? Ours was wonderful! Here are just a few shots from the past 2 days!
Holiday charity Zumba class!
Warm fuzzy socks…
and time with friends around a fire!


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BEFORE: Thursday 12/20/07.....scared to death
AND AFTER: Friday, 12/21/07.......happy as can be:
Leave it to Nana to be able to convince Arissa to sit there quietly like it was nothing! When I got home from work Friday I was surprised by the beautiful daisy earrings in Arissa's ears....she was so happy! She couldn't WAIT to show Jesse. He couldn't believe it. Arissa proudly tells everyone that she comes in contact with. :o) I'm so proud of her. It was the same lady that saw her cry and kick and scream and refuse the first time, then sit there quietly w/ no tears the next time. We went to Grossmont center over the weekend and Arissa HAD to go in to Claire's to say hi to her.


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The idea that Sarah Arroyo brings forth in her video, "The Choric Swipe", in which she poignantly alludes to similarities between the swiping motion used on a touchscreen device such as an iPad to the action of erasing with a pencil in order to invoke the idea that new multimodal technologies may "erase" the act of analog writing. On paper, no pun intended, this move away from writing based on technological advancement as Arroyo presents it seems useful; writing technologies moving from analog tools to word processors opened new opportunities to writers. A movement towards this tactile composition process could equally open new opportunities for the authors of the future. Geoffrey Carter has demonstrated the potentiality for this to come about as he documents his adventures composing a video piece on an iPad.
In his recount of the challenges of composing on an iPad- the restrictive file formats, the limitations regarding the ability to incorporate audio files, and the lack of an ability to back up the individual files- Carter reveals that the problems he faced as a result of the tool he chose to use influenced his process of invention beyond the idea of nuisance. The iPad's limitations became useful as they forced Carter to take a creative stance. For example, to incorporate a song, Carter had to insert the whole audio file into the video, and then modulate the sound of the file at different points throughout the video to allow the music to play when he needed it to, as opposed to being able to add the audio files to specific clips as a tool such as iMovie would allow one to do.
From Carter, one can pull away the idea that the challenges one faces with multimodal invention due to technological limitation, inexperience or misfortune can carry utility and as such be a positive component of the composition processes surrounding their use. For example, when I was adjusting to using certain file formats, or switching between different editions of windows around the time of XP and Vista, I occasionally encountered situations in which pieces of my text would have been wiped out due to incompatibility issues, forcing me to re-type the missing components. In doing so, however, I would consider what I was re-typing more strongly, editing my words as I went. In this sense, faulty file formats, in a similar manner to Carter's impermanence of files on the iPad, aided me in my writing process by allowing me to reconsider what was missing and what would need to replace it.
While I garnered something useful in regards to Arroyo and Carter's videos, their works also made me consider the counterpoint. In some regards, these limitations, be they generated by swiping or by attempting to compose a video on a tool that was not well designed to be conducive to the composition are truly and really just limitations. There are just as many cases where these limitations have been wholly detrimental to my position. For example, when attempting to format files to import data into the programming language R, features of the spreadsheet program and features of R in relation to how it reads and interprets a file can force me to reformat or retype a particular file to deal with some strange problem. In this case, there is no utility present in the instability; it is purely problematic.
With this in mind, I point in regards to Arroyo that the idea of the swipe replacing the pencil could very well be plausible, but one must also consider the fact that at this point, the limitations to certain tactile processing software makes it less useful than pure writing, such as the awkward nature of hardware that allows one to use a touchscreen to "write" in a digital space, where problems can be encountered due to lack of feedback and features of the sensor technology.
In regards to Carter, The limitations he faced and the very idea that his daughter could inadvertently delete his entire project have some appeal in regards to understanding the way that digital composition affects an author's creative process, but at the same time, using superior technology that can specifically facilitate the needs of the text one wants to create in totality still has a definite use that, in my opinion, outweighs the benefits of the inferior technology.
All in all, Arroyo and Carter have, together, nicely demonstrated the dimensional depth one has to explore when trying to understand "digital composition"; there is nuance in both their videos that makes the narrative something more than understanding the way that the keyboard may be replacing the pencil, or the way that the video is replacing the textbook.


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Rome hotel tax to take effect
Visitors to the historic city of Rome are set to be hit by a new tax on tourism in the New Year as the local municipality wages a new levy on hotel stays.
From January 1st all visitors to the city are now expected to pay a per-person per-night tax on the first ten nights of their stay in Rome.
Guests staying in hotels ranked between one and three stars will be asked to contribute €2 per night, while those in four or five star accommodation will be expected to pay €3 per night.
The tax will be collected at the end of a visitors' stay in the city.
Funds generates will be used to financially assist city authorities in efforts to organise urban services.
Authorities hope to ensure the standard of the tourists' stay is both highly efficient and of the best quality.
Freedom on the City
Visitors to youth hostels will be exempt from the charge. However, those staying on campsites inside the city boundaries will be charged €1 for a maximum of five days.
Bed & Breakfast accommodation and farm inns will be charged at the lower €2 for a maximum of ten days.
The fee is also asked of anyone who has booked or paid for the trip through a travel agency or tour operator and therefore pays by presenting a voucher at the reception desk.
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Rome.Mobi is the latest in this illustrious line up, offering click to call functionality – which means no scribbling down telephone numbers.
Most entries are also linked to websites where users can quickly access more detailed information if needed.
Other key features include information on accommodation, restaurants, attractions, entertainment, nightlife, shopping, and transport.
World.Mobi guides include user reviews and traveller utilities such as a translation guide, currency converter, news and local weather guide.


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Recipient: Freie Universität Berlin
Account number: 513 12 8908
Bank code number: 100 708 48 (BERLINER BANK NDL DEUTSCHE BANK PGK AG)
Purpose: Your last name / first name / registration no. / NEW
Recipient: Freie Universität Berlin
Account number: 513 12 8903
Bank code number: 100 708 48 (BERLINER BANK NDL DEUTSCHE BANK PGK AG)
Purpose: Your last name / first name / matriculation number
BERLINER BANK NDL DEUTSCHE BANK PGK AG, Account number: 0513128900, bank code number: 100 708 48 ,
Postbank Berlin, Account number: 228 08-109, bank code number: 100 100 10,
Berliner Bank AG, account number: 513128906, bank code number: 10070848
BERLINER BANK NDL DEUTSCHE BANK PGK AG, account number: 0512158700, bank code number: 100 708 48,
BERLINER BANK NDL DEUTSCHE BANK PGK AG, account number: 0512158703, bank code number: 100 708 48,
The following branches of the Berliner Bank are located in the vicinity of the university:
Dahlem-Dorf, Königin-Luise-Str. 43, 14195 Bln.
Drakestr. 48A, 12205 Bln.
Schlossstr. 114, 12163 Bln. (mit Kassenschalter!)
Steglitzer Damm 13, 12169 Bln.
Argentinische Allee 2, 14163 Bln.
Teltower Damm 29, 14169 Bln.
Kaiser-Wilhelm-Str. 72, 12247 Bln.
The following branches are located in central Berlin:
Friedrichstr. 185-190, 10117 Bln.
Hardenbergstr. 32 10623 Bln. (main branch)
Safebag-Einzahlungen (Safebag Deposits)
Please note that all of the local bank branches charge a fee for safebag deposits! Safebags have to be turned in at the Cash Desk of the Hauptkasse (Cashier's Office) during the office hours (Mon., Wed., Fri. 9:30 a.m. – 1:00 p.m.).
Auslandsüberweisung (Adresse) [Foreign Bank Transfer (Address)]
In some cases, the payment partner needs information about the address of the university's main bank in order to process payments from foreign countries. The main branch of the Berliner Bank is located at Hardenbergstrasse 32, 10623 Berlin, Germany.
Non-cash payment transactions are preferred, i.e. as a general rule, payments have to be made without the use of cash (generally via bank transfer).
Before establishing a (decentralized) receiving office for cash payments, it has to be checked whether such payments can be processed using the pay stations. Newsletter H 1/2005 provides information about receiving payments for Freie Universität Berlin, safe and secure storage of cash inside university facilities, and cash-in-transit security.
For information on applying for discretionary funds, please see Newsletter H 3/2001.
See: Barscheck (Cash Checks); Erstattung (Refunds); Kassenautomat (Pay Stations); Selbstbewirtschaftungsmittel (Discretionary Funds)
Cash checks should be used for the payment of advance payments for forwarding (e.g. meetings, conferences, visiting scientists and scholars, field research, and discretionary funds). In the case of visiting scientists and scholars from abroad, the bank transfer process may not be feasible (e.g. due to high transfer fees, long payment times or lack of infrastructure). For these cases, payment by cash check or payment via Division IV are alternative methods.
A cash check can either be issued directly to the visiting scientist/scholar, or – as an advance payment for forwarding – issued to a staff member/employee (university employees with their own area of responsibility) of the relevant division/department. Since checks can only be picked up in person at the Hauptkasse (Cashier's Office) of Freie Universität Berlin, which is usually not reasonable to ask of a visiting scientist/scholar, the second method is generally preferred for such persons. The check can be cashed free of charge at the Berliner Bank. The visiting scientist/scholar must confirm receipt of the money transfer on the payroll clearing form. For smaller amounts, disbursement by the project management has also proven to be a good alternative. In principle, combining various forms of money is not allowed.
Newsletter H 1/2005 provides information about the safe and secure storage of cash inside university facilities and cash-in-transit security.
See: Bankverbindungen/ -zweigstellen (Bank Account Details / Branches)
At Freie Universität Berlin, the Director of Administration and Finance is the Budget Officer. He is responsible for preparing financial planning documents and the documents for the draft budget (estimates) as well as for the implementation of the budget plan. In addition, the Budget Officer is involved in all measures of financial significance. He can delegate tasks related to the implementation of the budget.
See: Wirtschafterbefugnis (Management Authorization for Budget Funds)
"Fear of bias" means there are suspicions that a public official cannot be impartial when exercising his/her duties. The criteria for determining potential bias are described in more detail in Section 1 of the German Administrative Procedures Act (Verwaltungsverfahrensgesetz / VwVfG).
See: Ausgeschlossene Personen (Excluded Persons)
Appointment or retention funding granted for the start or continuation of a professorship at Freie Universität Berlin is to be obtained via the respective Department Administration. For the management of these resources, both the relevant budget regulations and procedural principles of Freie Universität Berlin apply.
In general, the regulations set out in FU Newsletter 07/2009 apply to the procurement of IT equipment and materials. As soon as possible, the II C Procurement subdivision (Central University Administration) will offer the standard IT components in the BIOS-FU, the FU's online shop, for purchase by all FU facilities. As a rule, the available standard IT components have to be procured via BIOS-FU.
See: BIOS-FU
Furniture and furnishings are procured through the II C Procurement subdivision (Central University Administration). Furniture and furnishings are paid for by the locally available funds (decentralized process).
The purchase authority is the authority to conclude legally binding contracts for the provision of goods and services with third parties on behalf of Freie Universität Berlin (legal power of representation).
Upon request, a BIOS purchase authority is granted for orders with a maximum order volume of 250 euros per order, which is explicitly limited to orders placed via the university's own BIOS.FU online shop.
Only persons who have been granted management authorization for budget funds can initiate orders that exceed this limit (250 € and higher).
The department administrations and the divisions of the Central University Administration can apply to the II A 1 Budgeting and Budget Management team for the BIOS purchase authority as well as for management authorization for budget funds.
See: Wirtschafterbefugnis (Management Authorization for Budget Funds); BIOS-FU
Expenses for visitor support and hospitality should only be incurred when necessary. With respect to the procedural and accounting requirements, the information and guidelines concerning the funding of expenses for visitor support and hospitality must be complied with.
A commercial institution established under public law distinguishes between the taxable activities of institutions in the public sector and the non-taxable activities involving the exercise of public authority. The taxation of commercial activities of institutions in the public sector is intended to ensure fair competition vis-à-vis fully taxable private competitors.
The legal definition of a commercial institution established under public law can be found in Section 4 (1) of the German Corporation Tax Law (Körperschaftsteuergesetz / KstG). According to the law, a commercial institution established under public law exists if an institution "undertakes an economic activity on a continuing basis for the purpose of generating revenue not arising from agriculture or forestry, and such activities are commercially distinguished from the overall activities of the legal entity. The intent to realize a profit and participation in general business transactions are not required." The definition of a commercial institution established under public law is also relevant to income tax. Therefore, the public sector is only considered an entrepreneur as defined by the German Value Added Tax Act (Umsatzsteuergesetz) insofar as the business activities of its commercial institutions established under public law are concerned, and only provides services subject to sales tax/VAT within the scope of the activities of such institutions.
See: Besucherbetreuung (Visitor Support and Hospitality)
See: Kontierungselemente (Account Assignment Elements)
See: Ansatz (Budget Appropriations)
In order to motivate the departments to independently generate revenues, a supplementary budget is automatically provided in the full amount for revenues related to the following items and commitment items. A separate application is not required.
Budgeting refers the provision of funds to an account allocation or the transfer of funds to another account allocation in order to cover a demand.
In this context, the information and guidelines regarding the budgeting variants and extensions of the decentralized authorizations for budget transfers must be taken into account.


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|Bunny Ears Cupcakes
|Bunny Ears Cupcakes
|Cute Bunny Ears Cupcakes
Yield: 2 dozen cupcakes
Vanilla Cupcakes Ingredients:
2 1/2 cups All Purpose Flour
2 cups Granulated Sugar
3 teaspoons Baking Powder
1 teaspoon Coarse Salt
1 cup Whole Milk
1/2 cup Vegetable Oil
1 tablespoon Pure Vanilla Extract
2 Large Eggs
1 cup Hot Tap Water
|Bunny Ears going in cupcake carrier
Heat oven to 350°F and prepare cupcake pans with hot pink liners.
In a large bowl combine with a whisk the flour, sugar, baking powder and salt; set aside.
In a medium sized bowl combine with a whisk the milk, vegetable oil, vanilla extract and eggs; set aside.
Add flour mixture to stand mixer with paddle attachment (or use a hand mixer), and add the milk mixture and combine on medium speed until incorporated, about 2 minutes.
Scrape sides of bowl with a spatula and mix again for 5 seconds.
Slowly add the hot water, and mix on low speed until incorporated.
The batter is not thick so do not be surprised.
Fill the cupcake liners half way and bake for 15-17 minutes, or until a toothpick comes out with a few moist crumbs. My cupcakes baked in 17 minutes.
Remove from oven and after 2 minutes, place cupcakes onto wire rack to completely cool.
|What you need to make the Bunny Cupcake ears, nose and eyes
1/2 cup, 1 stick Salted Butter, softened
1/2 cup Shortening (Crisco)
4 cups Powdered Sugar
1 1/2 teaspooons Pure Vanilla Extract
2-3 tablespoons Whole Milk
|All the ingredients separated in bowls for the Bunny Ears, nose and eyes
Using stand or hand held mixer with paddle attachment on medium speed, combine the butter and shortening and incorporate until smooth, about 2 minutes.
Add 2 cups of powdered sugar and mix until incorporated, about 2 minutes.
Add the vanilla extract and 1 tablespoon of whole milk and mix until incorporated.
Add the remaining powdered sugar and mix until incorporated.
Add remaining whole milk as needed (I used 3 tablespoons) and mix until combined.
|Cut the marshmallow diagonally to make the ears
Bunny Ears Ingredients:
Light Pink Sprinkles
Mini Chocolate Chip Morsels
Pink Jelly Beans
1 bag Sweetened Coconut Flakes
|All the Bunny Ears done!
Place in separate bowls the mini chocolate chip morsels, pink jelly beans, pink sprinkles and coconut flakes you need according to how many cupcakes you baked.
Take each marshmallow and using a scissor cut it diagonally, and then press the cut/sticky side into the sprinkles. Repeat until you have all the bunny ears you need and arrange in pairs.
Take vanilla frosting and cover each cupcake completely with a spatula or knife.
Carefully take a cupcake and press it down into a bowl of coconut flakes.
Use the frosting as "glue" for the marshmallow ears and add enough to cover the bottom of the ear.
Press two ears in place on the top of the cupcake.
Then press a pink jelly bean into the cupcake to make the nose.
Lastly, press in two mini chocolate chip morsels to make the eyes.
For the Vanilla Cupcakes recipe visit Life, Love and Sugar:
I was inspired by One Little Project to make these Bunny Ears Cupcakes:
-Sophia/Two Frys


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Hot eastern winds blew in the smell of cordite, the yellow grass rustling like loose bones on the dying prairie. The sun retreated behind the mountains as we walked, its rays bloody and shimmering in the dusty air. The last of the afternoon heat pressed down on us, a reminder of dry mouths and cracked skin.
"You approach a holy place, undead. I trust you to keep your distance?"
"Of course."
"Forgive my warning, but this is a place of great import to us. Perhaps even more now than when children still laughed on the plains. An'she weeps; you can see it in the dimness of Her light. I fear our Mother will weep for many months yet."
Shaya Windhorn shook her shaggy head, her brown fur whitened by dust. I had met her years ago during my first trip through the sun-blasted Barrens, back when its name was still a misnomer. Though the depopulated north survives more or less intact, the south is a battleground.
A deep-voiced Taurahe chant wove in and out of the gusts. A hulking shadow threw thick arms above its horned head, shifting weight from one hoof to the other as it danced at the base of a solitary watchtower. Darkness reached out to clutch the heaps of burned timber, piled up like cairns on the plain.
Vidder, the pilot Elazzi had hired for us, had made an unscheduled landing at Vendetta Point in order to check out some engine problems earlier that day. Vendetta Point is where the survivors of the Tauraje Massacre regrouped, joined by braves from other tribes shattered by the Cataclysm.
Shaya had offered to take me to Camp Taurajo so that I might see what became of the place I'd visited years ago. A shaman when I'd first met her, Shaya had recently taken a less conventional route for her spiritual education.
"I have heard of the sunwalkers," I'd said, shortly after meeting her in Vendetta Point. "Your order makes up the priests and paladins of the Shu'halo, correct?"
"Priests and paladins?" she laughed. "I do not mean to sound mocking, but many tauren find the word 'priest' very puzzling. The Earthmother loves us all; why should She only choose a few to be close to Her?"
"Well said." Taurahe has no native word for priest, instead using the Orcish word, which is itself a loan from Common.
"We sunwalkers are not any kind of special order. We simply seek to serve the Earthmother. Like the Kaldorei, the druids of our people revere Mu'sha, the Earthmother's left eye. Who then speaks for Her right? The sunwalkers address this imbalance."
"I'm afraid I still tend to categorize the world in the manner of humans, so please pardon me if I'm slow to understand. In human society—and others—priests and paladins serve distinct roles and have different abilities. Among your people, are both considered sunwalkers?"
"Yes, why should different talents separate them? I am a sunwalker, and my brother is a hunter, but we are both of the Windhorn Tribe. Sunwalkers are those who give An'she the same reverence that the druids show Mu'sha."
"And this reverence confers certain abilities."
"Yes. The druids learn how to tap into the essence of nature through the old rituals and practices of the elves. Few such rituals exist for An'she. When Tahu Sagewind and Aponi Brightmane first bowed beneath An'she, they had to have faith. In this faith, there is strength."
"But if the tauren have always worshipped the Earthmother, why is this only happening now?"
"We saw Mu'sha and An'she as parts of the greater whole, serving her in the old ways. Yet the Kaldorei worship Mu'sha. How can one claim to love the daughter of another family while ignoring the mother? We are simply trying to create balance, so that all of the Earthmother might be appreciated."
"I see. How well do the sunwalkers fit into your society?"
"So long as one helps the tribe, she is welcome. More than ever the tribes need those who know something of both healing and combat, so the sunwalkers can make themselves helpful. There is no greater thing than aiding one's kin."
In Vendetta Point, Camp Taurajo remains as a memorial to the fallen. Now that war rarely spills past the middle of the Southern Barrens, the site is periodically visited by shamans who sooth the spirits of the dead.
To the tauren, the violence and upheaval of the Third War heralded what they called an Age of Peace. The orcs had routed the rapacious centaurs and quilboar, allowing the tribes to once again flourish. Only isolated incidents like the Aparaje Massacre (the tragic aftermath of which I had also seen) disrupted this time of growth.
The Taurajo Massacre threatens the Age of Peace; indeed, perhaps it already has signified its end. Deathwing's rise tore ancestral lands asunder, and the Horde and the Alliance wage war on a scale more massive and devastating than the old tribal conflicts could ever reach (though one could argue that the explicitly genocidal tribal wars were more vicious).
"Hunters of the Chalkhoof Tribe saw smoke rising from Camp Taurajo and they ran to investigate. They found humans looting the dead, carving pieces from the bodies. Horns, tails, ears… just like the centaurs did to our ancestors!" said Shaya, her voice quaking.
Shaya knelt down next to a burnt wooden stake leaning out of the dust, already eroded by the wind.
"I only heard about it on the radio," I said. "They reported that the human forces surrounded the camp and marched in, cutting down anyone who tried to get past. I will admit I found it hard to believe that the humans of Theramore would do such a thing."
Shaya paused, her dark fur making her almost invisible in the encroaching night, the sky lit only by the corona of the falling sun.
"Perhaps the orcs did not get a full report. That is not what happened. The humans left their lines open, and let the young ones and new mothers pass through safely."
"So they only targeted the warriors?"
"Not exactly. For generations we fought ruthless butchers who savored innocent blood. The cruelty of their acts gave them an awful power, and they made no pretense at being anything other than evil. The humans seemed different.
"As they made their escape, the tall grass opened up. Dozens of quilboar warriors had waited there and our children died on their spears. The Alliance knew, of that we are sure. These humans are savages who are afraid to admit it, so they simply give innocents to monsters instead of doing the deeds themselves."
More cautious minds in the Horde had long worried about the Alliance exploiting Kalimdor's ancient hatreds. Both factions had waged a proxy war through the centaur tribes in Desolace (one that has apparently ended now that the battle lines have moved to the north and south). However, the contrast between the radio report and Shaya's recounting gave me pause. Could it not be coincidence that the quilboar had been in the area? Known for their opportunism, it is hardly a stretch to think that they had simply positioned themselves around the battle in order to loot the dead or kill survivors.
"You… you are sure it was not a coincidence?" I asked, my voice trembling. I feared my objection would make a mockery out of her grief, and whatever my concerns I could not disprove her version of events.
"There is no doubt. Why would the Alliance let quilboar warriors go behind them, unless they were sure the quilboar would not attack them?"
I said nothing in response, though it was possible that the Alliance simply had not known. A small hunters' camp, Taurajo had nonetheless been a very important stopping point in the kodo herd runs between Mulgore and the Crossroads. The Cataclysm combined with Camp Taurajo's destruction has hobbled the kodo trade, further weakening the Horde's economy.
Shaya and I took seats in the dirt at the base of the watchtower, smoke weaving up from a small fire built on the dirt floor. Koohoak Cloudsong, a shaman, watched us through cloudy eyes that held all the fear his people had once known. Aged and near death, Koohoak had taken it upon himself to sing to the spirits of Camp Taurajo, where he had once lived.
"Dark times again," he murmured, his voice weighed down by dread. "There must be restitution for this."
"Such is being seen in the war against the Alliance," I said, after a long pause. I imagined the cries of ghosts in the silence between words.
"War alone is not enough. These humans and quilboar killed our children, so their children must also die."
"But their children committed no crime!"
"Our ways demand no less. If we allow this to happen, to have the futures of our tribes threatened, we will die. You still think like a human, but Kalimdor is not a place for laws. It is too wild and great for them."
"But if you kill their children, it will harden the hearts of the Alliance."
"They already wage a war of extermination against us by letting the quilboar to do the work for them."
"Here, you have an opportunity to shame—"
"Do not speak to me about shame, of law, of immunity to vengeance. These are human ideas. We are Shu'halo. I sense a kindness in you, and that is good, but do not seek to advise us."
Many see the tauren as peaceful, but they are not without their ruthless side. I saw firsthand how the omokee exiles are shunned and abused, and saw too the willingness of many tauren to utterly destroy the centaurs.
"Remember, though," I said with haste, "that the Alliance blamed the Shu'halo for razing the settlements around Dustwallow, but the truth turned out to be more complex." The rogue Grimtotem Tribe had been at fault.
Koohak's throat rumbled and he went silent for several long moments.
"You speak wisely."
"You must be sure that the Alliance was truly responsible before taking such an action."
With that, the helplessness returned, wrenching at me. I had verbally defended the Alliance for the sake of human children while implicitly saying that quilboar children were acceptable targets. I tried to say something, but nothing came out, and I felt eons' worth of tradition crashing down on me.
"We will. For now we will content ourselves fighting them on the field of battle. Other tribes share your concerns, and like you, they are wise. We will listen and learn. But do not seek to question our ways. The tribe is everything."
A gust of wind blew through the open windows, the fire flickering on the verge of extinction before righting itself, the light weaker than before.
Vidder took off from Vendetta Point at dawn, us wincing at every painful jolt and shake as it picked up speed on the rough ground. Once in the air, I told Daj'yah about what had happened at Camp Taurajo.
"Not so different with us. I remember how one night—I was a little girl at the time—the Skullsplitter attacked. They jumped out of the trees at night and weren't particular in who they killed. Later, our own boys went off to pay them back, and I'm sure they did the same."
"But you do think it's wrong?" I asked, almost pleading.
"Yes. I listened to what Thrall told us, and I read a lot of human novels. Funny, how much the humans gave us, even as they fight us. But I know how the tauren feel. When the village is all you have…" she shrugged.
Defeated, I looked at the porthole window at the brown and dusty plains. I feared that for all my experience, I was as naïve as I'd been when I started.
"You are right, Destron. I don't want you to think I'm cruel. But these ways have power, and I'm not thinking they'll end in our lives. In my life. Maybe new ideas will come up. I changed. So did you."
"I wish I could have said something more convincing."
"You did everything you could do."
Was Daj'yah right? Or was I simply a coward too bowed by my own history of ineffectual attempts at persuasion?
Vidder's flight path took us to Desolation Hold, where he intended to land and refuel. A monster of granite and steel, Desolation Hold stares with baleful contempt at Fort Triumph, its Alliance counterpart on the other side of the valley. The days after the Cataclysm saw the Southern Barrens plunged into confused fighting as isolated orcish troops and tauren hunters tried to intercept the mechanized advance of Theramore's armies. The front settled in the middle of the Southern Barrens after a half-year of chaos, creating a shell-pocked tract of earth called the Battlescar.
Vidder curved his flight west over the mountains as we approached Desolation Hold, letting us see the still-green prairies of Mulgore where a solitary railroad cuts across the grass, made to ferry troops to the front. Our pilot did this to avoid the contested skies over the Battlescar.
We soon drifted back to the east. The sky darkened, the smell of exhaust and expended gunpowder filtering into the scorching airplane cabin. Daj'yah wrinkled her nose at the smell, sometimes coughing.
"Enjoying life?" I asked.
"Don't be gloating, now," she muttered.
Dull booms reverberated in the stifling air, Horde artillery firing another volley into the ruined earth. Vidder slowed down as wyverns skimmed by, goggled orcish faces looking into the tiny windows. Making a gradual descent, Vidder picked up speed as he approached the landing strip.
A smaller version of Warsong Hold, Desolation Hold projects a similar aura of cruelty and domination. Bladed metal towers encircle a massive keep, itself surrounded by depots, armories, and garages as numerous as ants in the courtyard. Dozens of artillery emplacements form a smoking metal forest on the slopes east of the fortress.
"All right, Daj'yah: I'm going to try to wheedle some fuel out of the people here. My bird has Horde colors, so it should be enough, but I'll still have to argue for it. Hopefully we can fly out of here in a few days," said Vidder.
"Should we have a plan if we can't get fuel?" asked Daj'yah.
"I'm pretty sure we'll get it, but if not I should have just enough to get to Mudsprocket, though that'll be risky: a lot of Alliance patrols over Dustwallow, and they'll shoot us down if they find us."
"What about Thunder Bluff?"
"Too far, and even with full tanks we wouldn't be able to get from there to Gadgetzan."
"I'm surprised Desolation Hold even sells fuel. They must need a great deal to supply all these war machines," I said.
"Desolation Hold is the transit depot for oil deposits in the Southern Barrens, so they sell some; the Horde always needs cash."
"Good luck then."
"Thanks. Listen, Daj'yah: Ancestral Fury doesn't have any presence in the Southern Barrens as far as Elazzi can tell, and your face probably isn't known outside of Orgrimmar. Just the same, you should stay with the trollish auxilliaries here. To be on the safe side."
After landing we found the troll barracks in the shadow of the western wall, a low wooden building flying the tribal colors. Mostly inhabited by Darkspears and dissident Bloodscalps, they allowed Daj'yah to stay. Their welcome was not exactly warm; the size and varied origins of the Darkspear Tribe's members results in in less social cohesion than enjoyed by the tauren tribes. Nonetheless, they allowed her to stay so long as she conjured her own food.
As a major base in an active warzone, life in Desolation Hold is quite constrained. At the time of our arrival, most of the trollish troops were out hunting for scouts in the maze of trenches beyond Desolation Hold.
Talking to a few of the troops revealed the nature of life at the front. Soldiers go out into the Battlescar for weeks at a time. Actual ground combat is relatively rare. Artillery barrages quickly annihilate any obvious advance, and flares make night attacks impossible. A common tactic on both sides is to use spells that mislead artillerists into opening fire on empty ground. The Alliance utilizes arcane illusions for this purpose, while Horde shamans persuade the earth spirits to create clouds of dust that might be advancing troops. These tricks are never enough to distract all of a side's artillery, but it does force them to waste shells.
"It is a wicked thing we do," mourned one orcish shaman. "The spirits in the Battlescar are insane, made that way by our war. We do not convince them so much as twist them to our wills."
"Like the taunka shamans do?"
"It was a taunka who taught us this way. For now we have not suffered, but the other spirits of the world will know what happened here. Will they still listen to us after this war? I wonder."
The decisive battles take place in the air. If, say, the Horde's fliers are able to penetrate enemy airspace, they will bombard the Alliance artillery. The call will then go out through the Horde trenches to make a full-scale assault, assuming enough of the artillery emplacements have been destroyed (due to the distances involved, invasions take time; soldiers must reach designated rallying points scattered across the dustbowl and then march to the opposing trench network before the artillery is replaced or repaired). The Horde has made four such attacks, and the Alliance has thrice returned the favor.
Warriors on leave from the Battlescar often entertain themselves by sparring with old-fashioned weapons. Overlord Agmar's ideas of constant drilling have spread the south to the Horde's immeasurable benefit. There is another reason for the sparring. Most fighting now happens from a distance, and the orcs engage in close combat far less than they did during the Outland Campaign. Melees are an integral part of orcish culture, and sparring enables them to engage in this vaunted tradition.
Exhaustion visible in dust-caked eyes red from long hours and hard living, the orc named Avket Redspear agreed to speak with me. A wyvern rider, he'd returned from a quiet but anxious morning patrol.
"Warchief Hellscream first appointed Warlord Gar'dul to rule Desolation Hold and bring woe upon the Alliance. But Gar'dul feared the Alliance artillery, and held back even as the Alliance encroached on tauren lands. Gar'dul is dead now, after challenging Bloodhilt, the new warlord of Desolation Hold."
"Bloodhilt appears to have been successful in at least securing Desolation Hold's flanks."
"Warlord Bloodhilt is a wise orc, and an honorable warrior. Yet the Alliance is a crafty foe, and we have not yet broken through. But, neither have they," he laughed. Taking on a more serious tone, he continued: "I have spoken to old warriors from the Second War. I will not name them, since I do not wish to besmirch them, but they do not understand the nature of the war we fight."
"Why not?"
"In the old days, it was enough to simply charge. The madness in our blood saw us to the end, and if any died, it mattered not. Today, a single grunt is a very expensive investment. I know I sound like a goblin, but it is true. We have to be careful."
"Has Warlord Bloodhilt been criticized for his strategies?"
"A bold question. He has, but wrongly. Bloodhilt is brave, but he is also cautious. Many wonder why we have not taken Fort Triumph. I tell them: it is because of their artillery that shatters the bones of even the bravest warrior, the fliers that cut through the honorable and honorless alike, the chain-guns that riddle brave men with bullets."
"You see it as different from old wars."
"Actually, no. Back then, ballistae skewered champions, griffin riders blasted them apart, and elven arrows turned them into pincushions! All that has changed is that warriors are more skilled, and also less expendable. It is fine for warriors to die in honorable battle, but if it happens too often, you no longer have an army."
"I am curious: as a wyvern rider, how do you compete against airplanes?"
"Living fliers are still useful. We defend ourself as best we can: our wyverns call on the wind spirits to pluck away bullets that'd strike them. Alliance griffin riders use more conventional arcane shields. Airplanes are still better defended, but we are not helpless."
"The airplanes are also faster."
"Yes, but they do not fly as nimbly. The spears I use are designed to explode on impact. One or two good throws and I will destroy a normal-sized mechanical flier. Airplanes are designed to harry infantry. Living fliers are designed to destroy airplanes."
"Interesting. But wouldn't the airplanes have the same protection that you have?"
"A hit with a wyvern rider's spear will destroy the shield of an Alliance flier. A second hit, the airplane itself. Sometimes I get lucky and finish it with a single strike. We were not able to get the wind spirits to defend our machines, unfortunately."
"So the Alliance has an aerial advantage."
"Yes, but they must import griffins from distant Dun Morogh. Wyverns are nearby, and eager to avenge this intrusion on their homeland."
It is often forgotten that the wyverns themselves are sentient creatures. Their interaction with other races is limited: the wyvern vocal apparatus cannot even approximate any known languages, and they lack organs of manipulation. Nonetheless, they do communicate and organize into tribal societies that even practice limited shamanism.
While the Horde's strategists recklessly expand, local commanders must use their troops very carefully because they have become so hard to replace. A warlord who is too cautious will be deemed a coward and dismissed (this is not meant to defend Gar'dul, who truly was incompetent by all accounts), while being too daring will result in irreplaceable losses, which in turn might lead to the collapse of an entire campaign. Worsening matters are the overstretched supply lines and the failure of the Horde to net significant resources from newly conquered territories.
Considering that the Horde is fighting on three different fronts in Kalimdor alone (Ashenvale/Stonetalon, Feralas, and the Southern Barrens), one can see that Garrosh is playing a very dangerous game.
The ear-splitting clash of iron bells sprung the barracks to wakefulness, Zandali oaths mixing with the sounds of trolls stumbling out of their beds to grab rifles and spears.
"Daj'yah! You're a wizard, you can fight with us, yes?" shouted a troll in Zandali.
I saw Daj'yah at the other end of the barracks, blinking in the torchlight, blue fingers rubbing her eyes.
"Yes, what is happening?"
I could not understand what the troll said in response. Springing to my feet, I made my way towards Daj'yah.
"What's going on?" I asked.
"They're saying the Alliance is attacking Desolation Hold!"
A beam of red light striking skywards shone even in the smoky darkness. Scattered gunfire ripped through the night as soldiers poured out from tents and barracks.
"Battle is here!" exulted a nearby orc.
The great tide swept us towards the steel gate of Desolation Hold, and I cast panicked glances around for Daj'yah, already lost in the mob. Great earthworks piled up on both sides past the gates, the dry trenches between them littered with the detritus of war.
"Forsaken!" shouted a voice. I turned to see a bald orc, rifle in hand and an ax strapped to his back. "Can you fight?"
"Yes, I'm a mage."
"Go with us. Partisans like you can be deadly."
"What's happening?" I ran as I shouted, the larger frames of my companions hemming me in.
"The Alliance has broken through; one of our fliers set up a beacon in that red beam of light. We're headed there. All this damned waiting… and now blood will flow!"
More lights burned the sky, flickering phosphorescence of artillery flares arcing across the sky like shooting stars in slow motion. I hated the idea of fighting the Alliance; I had done so once before, back in Nagrand. My attempt had wounded but not—to the best of my knowledge—killed any on the Alliance.
In the end, the Horde gave my people a helping hand, and I could not deny it. Whatever hatred the orcs bear against the Forsaken and the innumerable crimes committed by our wretched queen, they do not hate me in the moment of battle.
Something heavy flapped through the air over our heads. Light shone between the hulking shadows as a glowing column, similar to the first but colored green, blazed to life.
"Halt! Take positions! Machine gun, take point!"
I moved to the side as a pair of orcs carrying a machine gun on a stretcher hurried to the front. Other soldiers dropped to the ground, guns pointed down the earthen corridor.
As the orcs set up the machine gun on faded sandbags I listened for some hint of the hell to come. I sensed the curdled mix of dread and eager anticipation all around me, the long months of swatting flies and broiling under the sun at least reaching consummation. It occurred to me that I did not even know which of my spells might be useful in such a situation.
Where Daj'yah was, I had no idea. I tried not to think of her being hurt or killed, of that wondrous mind spilled out onto the dirt.
The green beacon flickered and went dark, leaving only the phosphorous shells fuming over empty trenches. The sounds of rifle fire faded, replaced by the drone of airplanes and the flapping of wings, punctuated by periodic bursts of automatic fire and explosives. War seemed to be everywhere and nowhere. That the artillery kept silent told us that the enemy was well within the trench network.
"The wall!" gasped an orc.
Looking to my side, I realized what he meant. Loose dust flowed like water down the trench's steep slopes, the ground shaking beneath us.
"An earthquake?"
"No, not this."
Ten yards ahead the left side of the trench began to contort, its face suddenly bursting forward in a cloud of grit and the sound of grinding metal. Not waiting for orders, the machine gunner opened up into the fog with a deafening clamor.
I barely caught a glimpse of what emerged, a shadowy mass bigger than all of us put together. Light flashed in the dust, the sound of the blast lost in the force of the hit. The ground deformed under the impact, a ton of earth pushed up and out in a tidal wave. Dirt rushed to drown us, the whole strike happening so fast that no one even had the chance to cry out.
A moment later I found myself lying prone, the world around me muffled by the ringing in my head. Not allowing myself to succumb I crawled backwards as best I could, at last seeing the source of our misfortune. An Alliance tank squatted in the midst of the trench, a halo of smoke around its barrel. A dirt-blackened drill stuck out from the tank's front.
Thick hands pulled at my coat, and I tumbled again before landing at the feet of six orcs, their rifles made useless by what we faced.
"Forsaken, do you have any spells that might crack that thing open?" accosted one.
Having never before fought a tank, I was at something of a disadvantage. Nonetheless, I tried to think of a solution. An arcane explosion would damage it, but I'd not have the time to cast enough to destroy it.
"Tanks have machine guns too, remember that," he added.
A monstrous engine rumbled past the mound of collapsed earth, and we ran back towards Desolation Hold under whispered oaths. The seven of us ducked into a perpendicular trench.
"Shoot up a flare! That'll get the fliers' attention!" said one.
"There are too many enemy fliers. Besides, Nurok had the flare gun, and he's buried," countered another.
"I can slow it down with a spell. The tank's already pretty sluggish. While slowed, I might be able to do some damage," I said.
"For how long would it be slowed?"
"Fifteen seconds or so."
"That won't be enough."
I'd considered the gruesome possibility of slowing the tank and destroying it with a flamestrike, but I was not sure the heat would do enough damage over such a short time. The tank could still drive through it, even if slowed.
I heard the crunch of rocks beneath the massive treads, the tank making its slow way through the trench. The grinding noise returned, metal tearing through earth as the drill reactivated. One of the warriors poked his head back to the main trench.
"It's burrowing into the other side. If we wait until it's all the way in the ground, we can strike!"
Presumably the guns would not be able to rotate when pushed down by the earth. The warrior peeked out again, holding his hand in warning. The tank driver was making a foolish move, but perhaps he thought the blast had killed all of us, or that we'd fled.
"Everyone, go! Forsaken, slow it down and blast the rear armor with everything you have! Watch out for its machine gun."
We ran out into the main trench as clouds of dust filled empty space, our ears blasted by the sound of the drill. I saw nothing of the vehicle itself through the swirling dust.
"Slow it!"
"I can't see the tank!" I yelled.
Hoping it'd help to get closer I clambered up the dirt where we'd been waiting earlier, disturbed earth piled halfway up to the trench's rim. I spotted the flash of gunfire and dropped back down, hearing a wet puncture as bullets tore through the chest of the warrior next to me. The grinding slowed to a stop, the monster aware of our presence.
"Strike now!" someone ordered.
A horrible sense of nakedness swept over me, knowing that a single shot would take off my head. My mind reached out into the arcane, drawing from the true source of power. Illusory duplicates of myself popped into existence, mindless images that'd buy me the time I needed.
The turret fired as it saw three Forsaken go over the top, not spotting my real scalp and eyes. Seeing the blocky shadow of the tank proper, I shaped the arcane into predetermined shapes, unseen hooks and binds that'd slow the gears and reactions of everything targeted. Tiny explosions peppered the mound, like a hundred firecrackers going off as the machine gun tried in vain to destroy my illusions. Gaps between blasts lengthened as the spell took effect.
"It's done!" I yelled.
I saw the warriors bound up pathways dug by the shells. Gunfire ceased, the operator realizing the nature of my duplicates, and the multi-barreled turret made its aching turn to the orcs on my right. The main turret gun also began its rotation, inch by painful inch.
White fire belched out from the massive gun, a shell as big as my forearm sailing through the air, slowed but still carrying all of its knetic and explosive force. The shell hit the right side of the trench, the soil again pouring loose under its power. The gunner had fired off-center, but I still saw the luckless orc caught in the blast, his body ripped in two.
I used the last of my mana reserves to slow it again, the orcs having not yet closed the distance. I saw my comrades get in range, one of them jumping down onto the tank's roof. He took out a stout ax under the light of artillery flares, the blade a bright smile in the phosphorescent light.
All the while the machine gun roared, slowed bullets spiraling through the air, unable to aim high enough to hit its assailants. The main gun blasted again, harming no one, the last desperate act of a cornered beast. Other orcs had joined the one already at the tank, ax and hammer going to work on the hatch.
The harsh light of the flares died and I waited for the next fusillade as shadows tore at metal. Rough cries of triumph announced their success, and moments later they leapt back onto the earthen shelf. A dull explosion rocked the night, the machine gun falling silent as smoke bled from ruptured armor.
What happened next, I am not sure, but I was soon running through the endless maze, the four survivors around me.
"You fight well, undead," one said. "But the battle is not yet over."
Thankfully, he was wrong. Yellow beacons shot up from different points in the trench, which they said was the all-clear signal. My companions cheered and we staggered back up to Desolation Hold in near-delerium, stupefied relief running together with exhaustion.
I split from the group once behind the walls, searching for Daj'yah, and finding her unharmed with the trollish auxiliaries. They had not encountered any hostiles. That alone lifted the dread from my spirit. We soon learned more of what had happened. At least six Alliance tanks equipped with drills had made the long journey under the Battlescar.
In order to carry enough fuel for the distance and the drill, the tanks had actually been heavily stripped down, the main gun the smallest calibur available. Even then, a goblin engineer theorized that the Alliance would have needed to refuel the tanks halfway through the Battlescar.
"There's probably a whole network of tunnels down there. To get back, they'd have had to use the ones they dug to got here," he said.
"Wouldn't that lead us right back to Fort Triumph?"
"They probably collapsed it on the way back, at least put enough dirt between us and them to make it hard to follow. If they haven't done it yet, they're sure to do it soon, and I don't want to be under when it happens."
Six such tanks would not have been able to take Desolation Hold; the purpose may have been to sow terror and inflict minor damage on the defenses. Only two tanks had been destroyed. The four others had completed their mission: casualty reports continued to pile in throughout the night, the initial mood of triumph soon fading.
Even so, such an operation would have been astronomically expensive for the Alliance. The Alliance fliers had attempted to bomb the artillery emplacements but never even got close to them. So long as the big guns remain, Desolation Hold will be secure (as will Fort Triumph). Overall, the attack was more of a draw, though it did illustrate Alliance ingenuity.
Desolation Hold hailed us as heroes, but we did not stay to receive any honors. Instead, I woke Vidder, who'd managed to get the fuel at sundown, and told him to fly us south. Perhaps this invalidates any claim of loyalty to the Horde, but I have no wish to serve Garrosh as a soldier. Nor does Daj'yah. Bundled up in the airplane, Vidder took off into the sky in the darkness before dawn.


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For last week's Fat Pants Friday, we ventured downtown to bask in the caramelized yellow glow of Locanda Verde's banana tart. It was a decadent specimen fully worthy of the Fat Pants designation, but this week, feeling a bit full from several evenings' worth of gastrointestinal exertion, we decided to celebrate the beginning of the weekend with something a wee bit more diminutive. Having heard promising things about Bee Desserts, a new-ish bakery and restaurant in the West Village, we headed there to try their signature honey cakes.
The $4 cakes, which are about the size of a Glade air freshener, come individually wrapped in gold foil, Willy Wonka-style. They're enrobed by a thin shell of semi-sweet chocolate that's embossed with an image of a honeybee and has an appealing, crackly delicacy. The cakes come in four different varieties — original, marshmallow, liquor, and almond — and are sweetened solely with honey (although one assumes that the marshmallow version uses actual sugar).
When broken in half, the cake (we tried the original) displays a golden-brown crumb so moist it could almost be used as a sponge. Neither the chocolate shell nor honeyed interior is overly sweet, but will stick to your fingers in an pleasing way, making you feel you're consuming something much higher on the glycemic index. Because the cakes are both relatively light and palm-sized, they register at the lower end of the Fat Pants scale, rating a pair of skinny jeans. Unless, of course, you decide to scarf the whole product line in one go, which is tempting.
But if you're really inclined to do some damage, you might instead try a slice of the bakery's coconut corn cake. Sold in brownie-like squares, it displays both impressive density and fat and sugar content — it's kind of like what would happen if a slice of cornbread spent some time in a dark room with a hunk of tres leches cake and a Mounds bar. Littered with fat curls of coconut and as incredibly moist as its honeyed counterparts, the cake all but weeps condensed milk from its yellow pores. Its taste wasn't quite as inspired as the honey cake, but it certainly registers high on the Fat Pants scale, rating somewhere between sweat pants and burlap and a length of rope. And at $6.50, it's an affordable way to celebrate dietary abandon and, of course, the advent of the weekend.
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Ethrayo janmamaai
I fall in love with this song whenever i listen to this.The very first time when I listened it,it had a strong impact on me…Thanks to vidyasagar for this haunting composition aptly suited for the marvellous lyrics!
I gave it a try…
Song: Ethrayo Janmamai
Movie: Summer in Bethlehem
Music: Vidyasaagar
Lyricist: Gireesh Puthenchery
Original Singers: Sujatha, Srinivas
Cover: Sowmya
Ethrayo janmamai ninne njaan thedunnu
Athramel ishtamayi ninne enn punyame
Doora theerangalum mookathaarangalum
Kaattodu megham melle cholli
Snehaardhrametho swakaaryam
Maayunna sandhye ninne thedi
Eeran nilaavin paraakam
Ennennum nin madiyile paithalayi
Nee moolum paattile pranayamayi
Ninneyum kaaththu njan nilkave
Poovinte nenjil thennal meyum
Poornendu peyyum vasantham
May maasa raavil pookum mulle
Nee thannu theera sughandham
Ee manjum en mizhiyile mounavum
En maaril nirayumee mohavum
Nithyamaam snehamaai vannu njaan
For all the births that I have been in search for you !
my love for you has been as much, my sublime!
The shores afar, and silent stars, are witness (to my love).
The cloud gently whispered to the wind,
(love-filled) secrets, unknown.
The fading dusk searched for you,
(like you were) the moist moonlight.
(I want to be) forever, a child on your lap,
I want to be the love, in the song that you're humming.
(as) I stand here, waiting for you.
The breeze enmeshes itself in the heart of the flower,
as the spring showers the light of the full moon.
Oh jasmine! blossoming in May, endless fragrance emanates from you.
This dew, and the silence in my eyes,
the desire that fills my self,
I come to you, as endless love.


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This week is brought to you by: "lace tank, cardigan, skinny jeans, flats, leopard print, arm party, and fall tones".
For your viewing pleasure, I give you: a cardigan and fall tones.
The extra bits: At least, I think silver and purple are fall tones?
I did have this adorable outfit with plaid and oxblood all prepped but then the weather conspired against me once again, and it was simply too cute a fall outfit to waste on a hot day, so I tabled that for this one instead.
The purple is an homage to Selah @ A Bibliophile's Style because it's her signature color. I've always admired how gorgeous she looks in it, and it's a jewel tone so you would think I'd be able to try my hand at it too, but for some reason, I don't own very much purple. So now, every time I score a piece in that hue, I think of Selah and channel my inner her.
How fortuitous that my newest purple piece is a cardigan, perfect for this week's Blogging Besties linkup. I'm pairing it with my Audrey graphic tee, another piece reminiscent of Selah because of her penchant for celebrity tees. I guess you could call today a celebration of my own blogging bestie, eh?
Vive le vendredi!
:: Just the facts, ma'am ::
Top – Old Navy
Cardi – eBay
Skirt – Kirna Zabete for Target
Flats – Payless
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Blogging Besties @ Whitney à la mode and Undergraduate Style
Fun Fashion Friday @ Fashion Should Be Fun
:: Scream it from the top of your lungs ::
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UFC Fight Night 67 goes down this evening from Brazil, as former interim UFC welterweight champion Carlos Condit returns vs. Thiago Alves.
Along with Condit-Alves, Nik Lentz and Charles Oliveira square off in the co-main event.
Below are key media notes for those two fights, both of which FightLine will have complete coverage of later this evening.
"The Natural Born Finisher"
Since making his pro debut, Carlos Condit has made a living out of finishing opponents. In fact, 27 of his 29 career wins have been either knockout or submission victories, good for a 93-percent finishing rate.
His nine combined knockouts and submissions in the UFC/WEC are third-most in welterweight history, tying him with his opponent tonight, Thiago Alves. The two sit behind only Matt Hughes and Matt Brown.
Condit's also claimed nine "fight night" bonuses, including five "Fight of the Night" awards.
Leg kicks aplenty
Between Alves and Condit, you can bet there will be leg kicks thrown in the main event.
Condit set the single-fight UFC record for leg kicks landed when he connected on 68 against Nick Diaz, while Alves has landed 232 leg kicks – the most in UFC history.
The former interim champion also gets stronger as the fast progresses, going from 2.7 strikes per minute landed in round one, to 3.65 in round two and 4.62 in round three. He has also landed almost 75-percent of his strikes from a distance and is one of just six welterweights to connect on 100 or more significant strikes twice.
Call him "KO" Alves
Alves has knocked down his UFC opponents a total of 11 times, which is the most among the welterweight division and sixth overall. He is one of only nine fighters in UFC history to knock his opponents down 10 or more times.
The eight knockout wins for Alves are second most in UFC welterweight history behind Brown's nine.
Lentz likes to wrestle
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Per 15-minute featherweight fights, Lentz averaged just over five takedowns, including a career-high 10 vs. Diego Nunes. He's taken down 11 of his 13 UFC opponents.
The submission wizard
Charles Oliveira is the submission leader in UFC featherweight history, finishing off four fights via tap. He is the first and only fighter in the modern era history of the UFC to earn his first six UFC victories via submission.
That includes an anaconda choke vs. Hatsu Hioki and a calf slicer vs. Eric Wisely. The calf slicer is the only one of its kind to take place inside the Octagon.


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When it is all said and done…
Last week, I worked at my AHPR's client event. I excited that the account was close an end for this year. Now that I reflect upon it, I'm realizing that through all the frustration, hard work, unpaid time, etc. – it was all worth it.
As the account supervisor, it was a challenge to balance and manage client relations, agency-to-agency relations and student team management. I was really excited in the beginning of the school year when I was assigned this account, but gradually got discouraged to the point where all three aspects were hitting low points, in terms of demand and feedback. However, looking back – I believe I did a great job in handling difficult situations and learning to maintain good relationships with everyone.
These are my key takeaways:
- Do not take anything personally: I've developed a much thicker skull from receiving constant criticism. In the beginning, I took it to heart. But now, I realize that everyone is just trying to find the best way to approach a strategy or situation. What comes out of one person's mouth that may seem hurtful or an attack on me, may just be the way another works and deals with situations.
- Speak your mind: I provided my client pieces of advice throughout the year. Because I was a student, I was filtering myself out in the beginning to pick and choose the advice given, as well as downplaying the advice. Towards the end, I started speaking my mind and letting my client know what I thought would and wouldn't work. I began to see a higher sense of respect from my client for being honest and transparent in my consultation. Though I still have little experience compared to the working world, I have value.
- A team needs building: I wish I planned team building activities outside our weekly agency meetings. The team didn't know me or each other, and I didn't know them. It was until recent that I found out about issues within the team. No one brought it to my attention, and everyone seemed fine and happy at meetings and in e-mails. When the issue occurred, it came down to mainly one thing – we didn't know how one or the other worked. In a student-run agency, turn around is so high that we often don't get a chance to ramp-up fully on our clients and teams. We're diving right into the work. I'd recommend that team leaders start by setting aside outside time with each team member individually and as a team to get to know each other for a more effective working environment.
- It's about the client, not you: Agencies working together often bump heads. In the past, AHPR and the University of Oregon's student-run advertising agency have run into several "powerhouse" problems. It was my goal to really mend the relations between the two organizations to work for the same goal (since we had one shared account – the one I was working on). Though I had some issues (mainly related to communication) with them throughout the year, I always put relationship maintenance first and was able to overcome them. I'm sure the strategy is different in every situation, but as two student-run groups on campus – maintaining good relations is number one for future students. It worked out good in the end, where both teams did an awesome job.
To show off some of the success of my team's public relations campaign for our client, here's some of the coverage we received from our efforts:
- The Oregonian: Before and After
- The Register-Guard
- Portland Business Journal
- Oregon Daily Emerald
- Business Wire (The press release was picked up by Reuters!)
I'd have to say that I learned the most about myself as a person and public relations professional working in AHPR in all my college experiences. I would also highly recommend anyone to join a student-run agency, if his or her school has one. Otherwise – start one. The experience I received is so valuable, and I can take it anywhere with me.
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Educate potential customers about the ordering process in three to five simple steps. Make it so simple that there is no reason for them to not place an order on your online ordering platform for their next meal. For F&B owners already using Oddle , show them how to access the online ordering menu, select items, fill in their personal details, and click confirm to place order.
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Create a storyboard narrating a day in the life of your customers. Feature a person placing order through your online ordering menu for an event, or at home after a long day at work. In total, you only need three images – a person in the office or coming home from work; placing order using their laptop or phone; enjoying the order.
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Let your artistic side shine, and use individual frames to construct an exhaustive image of your product. Make your Facebook Ad a riveting experience and entice customers to click the link on your Ads. Slice a picture of your cake into three frames, and make sure that when they are combined, a big illustration of a whole cake becomes irresistible to the viewer.
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Hilarious Hurricane Sandy Memes to Get You Through the Wicked Storm (PHOTOS)
She's a bad mamaFriends, set aside your Hurricane Sandy bunkers for a quick moment and pray that your power stays on long enough to get a look at this. The Internet has outdone itself again, and this time it's ablaze with the most outrageously funny and spot-on memes of all time. That's right! The web has thrown Grease's leading lady Sandra Dee smack dab in the eye of the storm and it is nothing short of hilarious. Gone is the sweet and simple Sandy we used to know, and in her place is a fierce and ferocious tropical storm. It's time to turn our attention away from all the storm preparations and have a much-deserved laugh -- we could all use one. And what the hell, if you've got an arsenal of wine on tap for the storm, might as well start now.
Stay safe, East Coasters, and take a look at what Sandy has in store for us ...
Is Hurricane Sandy headed your way? What are you doing to prepare?
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