text:
We have a favorite place to eat when we're looking for Japanese food:Sushi Takahashi is one of Portland's kaiten zushi places - in Japanese "回転寿司" or "conveyor-belt sushi". There are several of these in the area, but we've always liked this unpretentious little spot the best.
Now, let be be honest; you will not get the best...or the second best...or anything close to the best sushi in Portland - which is a damn demanding sushi town, perhaps the most discerning outside LA - at Takahashi. Which, believe it or not, is why I like it.
At bottom I'm a sergeant. I've been a student, geologist, mechanic's assistant, husband (twice), father (again, twice), medical assistant...but I suspect that the real key to my personality is the hackneyed sergeant's snarl: "Don't "sir" me, goddamnit, I work for a living!" I like things simple, practical and effective. If they are graceful and beautiful, all the better. But nothing irks me quicker than affected flourishes and posing that adds no value to the person, place or thing. Be what you are, dammit, be the BEST you can be, and quit prancing the fuck around.So kaiten zushi works great for me 90% of the time. It's tasty, quick, clean and reasonably priced. It's a workingman's kind of sushi, the kind of place you'd expect a couple of hard-handed riveters from the Mitsubishi yards to stop off at the end of a hard day building Imperial carriers to sink the Yankee Fleet to wash down some tekkamaki with a half-rack of cold Sapporos and argue about this year's Yomiuri Giants.
It's a fun place with good food for a good price. And the maguffin here is the little toy train that serves as the conveyor - my kids call this place "Sushi Train".
Well, tonight was Mommy's Night Off - I try and take the kids one evening during the week and several hours one weekend day to give Mojo some down time; otherwise she'd be jumped on as constantly as the cutest boy in an Afghan Army barracks.
I first proposed "Zoolights" or the Victorian Mansion place up here in Kenton or Peacock Lane and was informed by The Peep (in his best "how-the-hell-does-someone-as-frigging-stupid-as-you-walk-and-breathe-at-the-same-time" six and a half year old Who Knows It All voice) that "Lights are BO-ring". He confided that "Games are fun and you do stuff. Lights are boring because you just LOOK at them. Let's go the the Nickel Arcade!" Missy chimed in "Nickel Arcade! I want Nickel Arcade!"
So we went to the Nickel Arcade.
But before that Daddy got him some Tempura Tai.The menu says it's halibut, it's not - it's tilapia. But it's so damn good it can make a strong man weep, and its buttery deliciousness and spicy sauce make a perfect counterpoint to the hot oiliness of the cheap hot sake'. Two orders of tai and a flask of the hot rice wine and you're ready to charge Tokugawa's ashigaru with nothing but a cat toy.
Not that I want my children to try this.
I filled up on my favorites, Big Boy wanted nothing from train sushi but the chocolate cake dessert, and little Miss ate her Burgeville fries, and chicken, and some flying fish egg, (tobiko) and a little tamago (egg omlet), and THREE orders of amaebi (sweet shrimp).
Did I mention that girl loves her some shrimp?
Peeperman was at his loving and playful best, Little Miss was adorable and winning - she utterly charmed the little group of two sisters and their brother on our left to the point where Older Sister spent much of her evening smiling at and cajoling her - and made a glorious mess. It was a good evening with two sweet kids.And even the Nickel Arcade was good, cheap fun. We sure shot the hell out of those androids.
We arrived home to a languid Mommy in her pink spotted bathrobe who distributed hugs and kisses, toothbrushes and jammies and stories and bed. Where they are all three now, sleeping soundlessly, as the waning crescent moon sails overheadin the cold, deep, clear, dark, silent sky.


text:
While the majority of Americans elect to receive Social Security benefits prior to reaching full retirement at age 66, there's one thing that may dissuade you from doing so. Namely, your annual benefits will be reduced if you continue working and earn above $15,480 a year.
The good news is that this only impacts so-called "earned income," which by definition excludes earnings from passive investments such as stocks and bonds, retirement plans, and real estate.
With respect to real estate specifically, this means that unless you're a real estate broker or professional (in which case, proceeds therefrom would be considered earned income), then you have no reason to fear that rental income will weigh on your Social Security benefits.
To learn more about this, check out the video below in which Motley Fool contributor John Maxfield answers a reader's question on the issue by delving deeper into the earned-income rule and its exceptions.
Try any of our Foolish newsletter services free for 30 days. We Fools may not all hold the same opinions, but we all believe that considering a diverse range of insights makes us better investors. The Motley Fool has a disclosure policy.

subset: commoncrawl


text:
Pet Patrol: Meet Maddie + Penelope
Meet Maddie and Penelope at the Tri-County Humane Society.
Maddie is a nine year old Rat Terrier mix looking for a new duet partner. Her previous owner said if you start singing, she will join right in! They also said she was playful and peaceful with school-aged children, as well as other dogs and even cats. She has great fun with stuffed toys and a rawhide bone is her kind of pacifier. She prefers to be covered up when she sleeps, so don't be surprised if she tries to burrow under the covers with you in bed. Maddie is spayed and house-trained. She loves to go for walks and car rides.
– Tri-County Humane Society Executive Director Vicki Davis
Penelope is a 6 year old spayed cat and has been patiently hanging out on her perch at the shelter since July 21st. She was surrendered because her owner was moving. Unfortunately, Penelope wasn't allowed at the new destination. She has never lived with other cats or dogs, so she would probably prefer to continue to be the only pet. She enjoys being talked to and will plop right on your lap for some up close attention. If you have a quiet home and think it is just a little too quiet, consider bringing Penelope into your home and heart. It would enrich your life as well as hers!
– Tri-County Humane Society Executive Director Vicki Davis
Check out all the animals available for adoption by going to the Tri-County Humane Society's website or Facebook page. Or visit them at 735 8th Street Northeast in St. Cloud. They're open Monday through Thursdays Noon to 6; Fridays noon to 8; Saturdays 11 to 5; and Sundays Noon to 5.


text:
Chapter Two – Joe Allens – NYC
In an effort to become one myself, I soon met a lot of famous people. I took my Actors Equity card and moved to New York to make my fortune. I got a sublet on West 46th between 9th and 10th , just a block from Joe Allens. I walked down there a few times, bought my own hamburgers and within a couple weeks I was checking coats. I sat in the very spot my suitcase had taken in the coat room.
Some amazing coats walked through that little door. Michael Bennett who wrote "A Chorus Line" had a curious wool checked, Sherlock Holmes style coat with a short cape attached over the shoulders. Bill Theiss, costume designer for the original Star Trek series came in for a few months. He wore no lame', or blue skin, just an elegant camel colored cashmere coat. Jerry Ragni who co-wrote "Hair" wore an amazing full length brown leather coat, which could not compare with his amazing, yes, – hair – big, dark, bouncy curls. London Fogs were big in the fall and spring i.e. Dustin Hoffman and Peter Falk. In case you don't know, Peter Falk played a TV detective whose trademark was a rumpled trench coat and sure enough his was rumpled. I spilled coffee on it. You almost couldn't see it. Peter Boyle was a very nice regular who talked with me a lot. This was pre Mel Books "Frankenstein" and "Everybody Loves Raymond". Before hanging his coat he would often retrieve his 'worry stone' from a pocket. He said it relieved anxiety, which he seemed to have enough of. He didn't have money to tip me but said he would make it up when he got work. I don't recall if that happened. But I was never attacked by Frankenstein. Coincidence?
The successful actresses had enormous fur coats, which if I had fenced, would have bought me a nice brownstone to live in. I remember Angela Landsbury's was pure white. Most people who were really really famous had someone else check their coats. I never looked Lauren Bacall in the eye, but I did hang her fur and in my book that puts me two degrees of separation away from Humphrey Bogart. Ms. Bacall was starring on Broadway in "Applause" (and won a Tony for Best Actress) which I never saw but understand it contained a scene taking place in Joe Allens. Before the show opened I remember some scurrying and many phone calls about what kind of china we used and what did the waiters wear.
Almost everyone who worked there was really something else. Albert the Maitre d' was really a playwright. (I got to workshop his play at the Actors Studio). Phil the cute bartender, was really an actor. He actually played a Captain on Star Trek, but it was only at the beginning and his Starship blew up. We know the coat check girl was really an actress. Charlie the waiter, a singer. Darryl the waiter, an actor. And the quiet, stoic Charlie behind the bar who was by trade, get this, a bartender.
Joes really was the "in" place for actors to go. They could schmooze up work from agents, or booze away their careers, which I saw happen. It was not a swanky place. Far from it. It was half basement with rough brick walls. The coat room was a tiny closet, freezing in the winter. Man those fur coats looked good some nights, just sitting there on hangers. We finally got a little heater in there the second year.
The whole Joes experience wasn't always a Judy Garland movie. Brain researchers tell us that when there is a strong emotion connected to an event, then the memory of it is stronger – more chemicals, stored in a different place than ho hum happenings. People who set up events are probably aware of this. That's why there are soundtracks to movies. More emotion. You WILL return for the sequel. Here is an example of one incident for which I have gone back and fourth on about whether to use his name. I guess not. No reason to except to rack up points on my name dropping list. If you want to know, email me.
Sitting on my stool at the coatroom doorway, I looked out at the bar, tables to the left. The main and only entrance was three feet over my left shoulder. As customers entered they saw what I saw. One night a shorter man in a shiny shark skin suit swooped in with with his entourage, scoped out the place and waited to be noticed, not just for a table, but as if expecting autograph seekers. This being the den of blasé' that it was, not a soul looked up from their schmoozing, from their listening to boring stories of important people, laughing too loud at punch lines. No. The short guy in the shark skin suit and heavily processed pompadour stood there and looked for a place to land. Albert was in the kitchen tending to something. The guest found me. "Do you know who I am?"
I'd been asked that before but it was because the asker really didn't know. Our guest on this occasion, was asking if he knew how famous he was. He told me his name before I had a chance to answer.
"Hello. I'm Susan." I replied. Well within the bounds of blasé policy I felt, I was giving him the gift of anonymity that our clientele so desperately sought …sort of. He told me he had just finished a show at the Apollo. Even though I had heard of it, I gave him my pretty blank stare, not knowing if that what he told me was a good thing or a bad thing. I was so much more interested in my beautiful long blond hair and false eyelashes than I was in my brain or other people, I finally answered something like "Oh that's nice" when I saw that a reaction was expected.
Albert finally showed up and told them that all the tables were full (they were) and invited them to sit at the bar. Albert was pulling out every stop, balancing between reserved gushing and folksy good-natured smiles. Albert saw that this guest needed more gushing and did so. The problem in the kitchen had not fixed itself so Albert returned there. Our guest return to me and extended the great honor of leaving with him to go to a "party". I respectfully declined, pointing out that I had to work, blah, blah, blah. The guest's voice got louder. He lunged at me. Details are fuzzy except the last part that I am about to te tell. Suddenly Albert was there. Charlie and Daryl, the waiters, came over. Albert was asking him to leave. His entourage began exiting up the stairs but he wouldn't have it. Albert, who was really a very thin, slight man, grabbed him, turned him and shoved him out the door. Charlie and Daryl were shoving, too. Charlie the bartender was hopping over the bar with the baseball bat. The whole time he was yelling toward me, "White trash bitch." My memory of his voice remains. "White trash bitch. White trash bitch."
His people got him outside. Had I looked closely I might have seen a nose feeling no pain. It happened very fast. The other famous people, seated in conversation, only looked up for a moment. Oh, and the guy didn't leave a tip.
I bet you have surmised that our guest was black. Yes. Was our action a racist one? Absolutely not. The guy was a coked up ass. Was Joes a racially mixed establishment? Absolutely not. The excuse is that most places were culturally segregated. There were very few if any black actors working on Broadway. That is until the all black cast of "Hello Dolly" took the great white way by storm, starring Pearl Bailey in the title role. (historical reference: Pearl Bailey – think a down home country Queen Latifa) Imagine, more than one black actor on stage at a time and there was no talk of the black experience. Just life and love and everything turns out great in the end. "Hello Dolly" was a real game changer. Joes environment was finally and forever diverse.
Another game changer was "The Boys in the Band," the first successful gay production about being gay. The plot was about being gay. It took a big step and lots of the actors came into Joes and were finally able to sit with their boyfriends. Before that, many had "beards" – female friends who accompanied gay men to prove their straightness.
But then another side of that out of the closet clientele began whispering in shadowy corners. So and so was "sick", I would hear when I was not supposed to. It was there before anyone knew about it and then it was too late. It was an unknown, unspoken nightmare, but most straight people felt safe enough. Because AIDS could take so long to kill, over the years following I would read the names of many of the actors and designers who came in had died way before their final curtain should have come down. All those nice, creative, compassionate, bitchy, good-tipping men with fabulous coats were lost and with them all the creative gifts they had secretly been showering on us all along.
Occasionally I was the beard of the Director of the Ed Sullivan Show. He took me to some very fancy parties. I don't recall any famous people at these events, just show business movers and shakers, who I had never seen on TV, who basically ignored me because most were aware of my function. They dressed in the very latest fashion trends of course. Lots of Nehru jackets, Beatles hair cuts, love beads. For them it was just a fashion trend. Imagine dressing up like something you were not.
Well actually I did that on some weekends. Eventually living on West 20th street in the late 60's, it was just a short trip to The Village (come on people – stay with me here – Greenwich Village). I donned an army jacket, floppy felt hat and round sunglasses like John Lennon. My bell bottom jeans were strategically torn up the leg. Sometimes I passed out flowers. Tourists took my picture. If you happened to be taking photos back then, check your album. I wasn't a real hippie, mind you. I wasn't exactly sure what a real hippie was but at that point it seemed only very stoned, poor people were hanging around, some homeless. And lots of vendors selling love beads and tie dyed things to tourists. The hanger arounders didn't seem very happy or blissed out. I heard that most of the real hippies had moved to the country to live on self sufficient communes. But what did I know? I loved dressing the part and pretending to be a flower child.
My second year in New York I roomed with Jeanne, a singer I had met while touring with a summer production of "South Pacific". I wasn't in that show. I ran wardrobe for the Brooks Costume company which gathered all the casts' measurements and shipped the costumes to the first location on the tour. The star of the show was Giselle McKenzie, a very talented singer who had gained fame on the 50's TV show "Your Hit Parade"(when there was only one black and white channel. Think MTV's grand parent) She later recorded several albums. Miss McKensie was middle aged by this time, still in great shape. She got out there every night singing "Gonna Wash that Man Right Outta My Hair" and all the rest. I was her dresser (here we go again). While she was on stage I got to wear her diamond ring for safe keeping and because the character she was playing would not have a rock like that. Yikes. I have never before or since seen a diamond so big – big as the tip of my little finger. At first I kept my hand in my pocket the whole time. After a while it seemed normal. So saying I could get used to wearing big diamonds is now an undisputable fact.
Jeanne played one of the nurses and at the end of the tour she said she had an apartment and I could room with her. She wasn't home much. She sang out on the road a lot and had a steady boyfriend. The apartment was basically her closet. (not much bigger). She played a two year run right in New York at the Upstairs Downstairs, in a music and comedy duo with this great pianist and arranger, Barry. She invited me to see him conduct the orchestra for a TV show, "Callback" and afterwards introduced me to a tall lanky fellow with big black glasses and an even bigger nose. He was very nice with no airs and totally focused. Always forgetful of names, on the way home in the cab I had to ask her over and over, "What was his last name again?"
"Manilow. Manilow."
I wish I could report more about him, but unfortunately I was more interested in what he thought of me than I was in him.
On another occasion I heard about a gathering in Central Park. People were trying to organize for ecology, whatever that was. The weather was perfect that April Day and it was a good excuse to go to the park. I mostly flew kites and was introduced to a new thing for playing catch with a ridiculous hang time. They called it "Frisbee". I sort of listened to the speakers. I can't drop names because I don't know who they were, but I can drop the name of the event. It was the very first Earth Day.
And no, I didn't go to Woodstock although I wanted to and had started plans to go, but didn't.
My last year at Joes I saw a man I recognized from back home. It was the Executive Director, or rather, former Executive Director of the Studio Arena in Buffalo. I hung his nondescript London Fog and introduced myself. I had never spoken to him before. He didn't need to say that he was very happy to see me. Now, finally, the conversation was all about me – how was I, what had I been up to. I remember feeling uncomfortable talking about myself so much (imagine that). It was clear that I was the only one in the place that he knew and by standing there talking to me, he was creating a comfortable little place to be. I had heard from friends in Buffalo that there had been some kind of big shake up at the Studio Arena and he had been booted out, but honestly that was such a small little part of the world and the gossip there didn't interest me anymore. So there we were at Joes, talking over old times, which we had never shared. He didn't bother to sit at the bar, but instead brought his drink to my little doorway so we could talk. He wasn't hitting on me for sure. He was dressed too neatly for that. He was simply a lonely man, much shorter than I remember. I don't think he was employed. Maybe talking to me he could feel important again. I don't know. I genuinely felt compassion and always greeted him warmly. And I told him he could catch me later for the tip.
Three years had passed since moving there. I had dropped out of acting school, stopped taking singing lessons and went to fewer and fewer auditions. Rejections were hard to take. I did land a couple summer tours and a few short lived off off Broadway volunteer opportunities. Besides, I was very busy working office temp jobs. Right after my sixth mugging I got a call from my High School boyfriend who had just returned from Vietnam. I did not want to wake up the the city that never sleeps anymore. We drove around the country in a previously owned Chevy Step Van that had been an egg delivery truck in a former life.
Here is another little Nazruddin story that seems appropriate right about now.
One day Nasruddin went to a banquet with many important people in attendance. He had misplaced his invitation, and as he was dressed rather shabbily, he could not get past the bouncers. So he ran home, put on his best robe and fur coat and returned. He was let in with no problem and immediately the host came over, greeted him and ushered him to the head of an elaborate banquet table. When the food was served, Nasruddin took some soup with a spoon and pushed it into his fur coat and took some delicate fruit, smooched it in good and said, "Eat my fur coat, eat! It's obvious that you're the one who is welcomed to this party and so you are the one who should eat!"


text:
Summer Road Trip Series Featuring Essex
Why is it that long weekends seem to go by faster than regular 2 day weekends? We had such a blast this past weekend visiting my grandparents in Essex, Ontario. My grandparents have lived in the same house for nearly 50 years, and little has changed about their home and the little town they live in. The May long weekend was spent reminiscing and re-living some of our favorite childhood memories. We had SO MUCH FUN, so much so that…View Post


text:
According to El-Farabie, the Oud dates again to the days of Lamech a sixthgeneration
descendant of Adam. Lamech was acknowledged as the "Father of the Oud
players". The very first look of the Oud was 3000 BC. The desecrated
skeleton suggested the type of the Oud. Oud is recognized as the first stringed
instrument in background.
The oldest pictorial record of the Oud dates back to the Uruk period of time in Southern
Mesopotamia (Iraq), over 5000 a long time back on a cylinder seal obtained by Dr.
Dominique Collon and the seal is at the moment housed at the British Museum..
As the Oud gets the quintessence of before chordophones, it also
constitutes their functional synthesis. In the ninth century, Miwardi, the jurist of
Baghdad, extolled its use in treating illness, this sort of as King David did through his
lifestyle with his Oud. The Oud was in the arms of Egyptians and Iraqis when the
Israelites arrived out of Egypt. They took the Oud with them to the Holy Land. The
Oud nonetheless maintains its Egyptian and Iraqi attributes and musical stylings. The Oud
was played in sacred spots this sort of as the temples of Egypt.
In the 1st centuries of Arabian civilization, the oud had four programs (one particular
string for every training course – double-strings arrived later on) only, tuned in successive
fourths. These had been called (for the most affordable in pitch) the Bamm, then came
(increased to optimum in pitch) the Mathnā, the Mathlath and the Zīr. A fifth
string (highest in pitch, most affordable in its positioning in relation to other strings),
named ḥād (\"sharp\"), was often additional for theoretical functions,
usually to complement the double octave.
The neck, joined to the human body, is explained as 'unq ('neck') in classical writings
and the raqba ('neck') or zand ('wrist') today. It extends the higher part of the
instrument by some 20 cm and is inserted into the soundbox up to the
soundhole. This length, which has been much reviewed, is crucial in the
instrument's development, identifying the amount and area of the intervals
and thus impacting the modes. In early 19th-century Egypt, Villoteau gave the
measurement as 22.4 cm a century afterwards, also in Egypt, Kamil al-Khula'i gave it
as 19.five cm. In contemporary Egypt, the duration of the neck may range between eighteen
and twenty.five can. It is standardized as twenty cm in Syria, but a duration of 24.five cm could
be located on Moroccan types, he 'ud 'arbi (Arab 'ud). If the 'ud 'arbi is the
descendant of an archaic design of Andalusian provenance, the higher portion of the
instrument may have grow to be shorter. The neck not often has
four. Types of the 'ud
(i) Two-string 'ud:The thesis of its existence has been upheld by musicologists
from Europe and Iran it envisages the archaic 'ud as a counterpart of the tanbur,
getting two strings like that instrument. The argument rests on the names of the
strings, two of which are Iranian conditions (bamm and zir) and two other people of Arab
origin (mathna and mathlath). There is no circumstantial documentary evidence
to assist this speculation.
(ii) 4-program 'ud: The Arabian 'ud qadim (historic lute), in particular, invited
cosmological speculation, linking the strings with the humours, the temperature,
the factors, the seasons, the cardinal points, the zodiac and the stars. The
strings may be tuned bass to treble or treble to bass. Bass to treble tuning is
represented by al-Kindi (ninth century), who advocated tuning the lowest system
(bamm or initial string) to the cheapest singable pitch. Placing the ring finger on a
mathematically identified size of this string, a single moves on to deduce the
pitch of the third open up course (mathna), then that of the second (mathlath) and
last but not least the fourth (zir). (This system is also applied to the five-program 'ud and is
nevertheless employed as a tuning method, following the sequence one-4-2-three-5 or one-4-two-five-3.)
Adherents of the opposite faculty (Ikhwan al- Safa') tune from treble to bass. The
intention, inherited in component by the Turkish 'ud, entails pulling difficult on the zir (large)
string, so that as it ways breaking-position it offers a very clear sound. One then
moves on to determine the pitch of the 2nd course (mathna), the third
(mathlath) and ultimately the fourth (bamm). These two faculties did not continue to be
fully independent. But whichever method is utilized, equally stop up with tuning by
successive 4ths, every training course currently being tuned a 4th previously mentioned the decrease training course
preceding it. Musicologists, Jap as effectively as Western, who consider to interpret the
pitch of these notes in European phrases end up with diverse results.
Even though the 4-course 'ud survives in Morocco, as the 'ud 'arbi, the tuning
does not conform to the pitches inferred from classical treatises: a conflict
amongst oral and prepared traditions. The Moroccan strategy appears to be the
item of a earlier system, the 'ud
ramal, which also comprised a sequence of 4ths: ramal (?e), hsin, (?a), maya (?
d'), raghul (?g'). This 'ud, like its Tunisian counterpart, could be variously tuned: a
feature of these tunings is that they juxtapose the standard 4ths with the octave
and occasionally the 5th and 6th (D-d- G-c). The strings of the 'ud 'arbi are named
dhil, ramal, maya, hsin this terminology by no means refers to a set pitch
standard such as academic and standardized tuition strategies would desire for.
At the time of al-Kindi, two of the programs had been manufactured of intestine and two of silk. In the
10th century silk became predominant and some texts give the composition of
the twisted threads: bamm = 64 threads, mathlath = 48, mathna = 36, zir = 27.
The figures for the reduce classes of the 'ud correspond with people of two higher
strings of the Chinese qin, a reality that has led to speculation about the
romantic relationship in between Arab and Chinese civilizations by way of the Silk Route.
Yet another characteristic of the four-system 'ud is that it is bichordal, possessing double
classes. thirteenth-century iconography shows that it was presently common to pair the
strings at that time, most likely to boost sonority but also to let the
growth of a much more virtuoso sort of efficiency.
(iii) 5-training course 'ud: The addition in Andalusia of a fifth program has been
attributed to Ziryab (8th-ninth century), despite the fact that in theoretical writings it appeared
in Iraq with al-Kindi. (The addition of this additional course has a parallel in China.)
With Ziryab the fifth program, identified as awsat ('intermediary'), a phrase perpetuated
in the 'ud of San'a' known as qanbus, is placed between the next (mathna) and
third (mathlath) courses. With al-Kindi and his successors, it was to attain the
stop of the instrument and grow to be the string named hadd ('high') or the next
zir. (According to oral tradition, to receive an octave on the prolonged-necked lute
baglama, a reduced string need to be put in the center. This is accomplished when the neck
has few frets.) As the ancient 'ud did not have a two-octave compass, the
physical appearance of the fifth string corresponded to the calls for of a new program.
The four-course 'ud had no need to operate proper by means of the octave. Its repertory
was executed on a tetrachord or pentachord, transposable an octave higher.
With the five-system design, the heptatonic system imposed full sequence of
octaves. The new lute was referred to as 'ud kamil ('perfect 'ud').
The five-training course 'ud is the most typical and most well-liked design amongst
performers. It has also been referred to as the 'ud misri (Egyptian) due to the fact of the finely
created devices created by the lute makers of Egypt, who export them
as considerably as Zanzibar. The people of North Africa have additional the dialectal title of
m'sharqi or mashriqi ('of the east'). The method of tuning it, very flexible in
the nineteenth century, is now turning out to be stabilized. These modifications are thanks partly
to the break-up of the Ottoman Empire, which has brought on a rupture in between
Turkish and Arab cultures, and partly to the proliferation of educating strategies
endeavouring to impose a solitary variety of tuning, working from minimal to high: yaka =
G 'ushayran = A duka = d nawa = g kardan = c'. Even so, there are variants
reintroducing tuning by 4ths. As a result what is explained as 'Aleppo tuning' is made up
of: qarar busalik = E 'ushayran A duka =d nawa = g kardan = c'. This latter
construction is utilized in Turkey and Iraq. To answer the practical needs of
existing-working day notation, a treble clef followed by the figure 8 is utilized. This
method has been considerably criticized by people in favour of making use of the bass clef. The
tuning of the Turkish lute faithfully demonstrates the Arab sort but in reverse, studying in
descending buy: gerdaniye = g' neva = d' dugah = a asiran = e kaba dugah =
d (this very last, much more cell pitch might similarly settle upon G. This outdated tuning
signifies the 'old school' (eski akort), and has now been replaced by an
ascending tuning - the 'new school' (yeni akort): A-B-e-a-d'-g'. However it is now
deemed incorrect in the Syro-Egyptian region, and consultant of the previous
Ottoman faculty, a tuning technique in ascending get survives in Iraq. It consists
of: yaka = d 'ushayran = e duka = a nawa = d' kurdan = g'. The compass of the
bichordal five-training course 'ud is just in excess of two octaves in Turkey, it is 3 octaves
with the addition of a minimal course. Arabian instruments can attain this by the
addition of a sixth system.
(iv) Six-course 'ud: Two sorts of 6-program 'ud exist: 1 has 6 pairs of strings,
the other five pairs with an added low string. The initial was identified by Jules
Rouanet in North Africa towards the finish of the last century tuned inclusively it
has considering that disappeared except in Libya,
in which it is nevertheless created but with different tuning. A similar instrument, discovered in Syria,
is tuned C- E-A-d-g-c'. The instrument with 5 double strings and a solitary reduced
one particular, nevertheless, is becoming increasingly common from Istanbul to Baghdad. It has
grow to be typical to place the added string following the maximum (or chanterelle).
Its pitch is at the selection of the player no rule is laid down. The existence of the
added string endows the instrument with a broader range and improved ease of
enjoying, allowing the performer to run effortlessly via three octaves. The
sixth course is also coming to be used as an intermittent drone, a new
(v) 7-system 'ud: Seven-system designs, dependent on a intricate method of
tuning, ended up identified in Egypt and Lebanon in the nineteenth century but have not been
witnessed because 1900. There is one exception: the Tunisian, Fawzl Sayib, is a dwelling
grasp of the seven-training course instrument in the 6 pairs and one particular reduced arrangement.
A attribute of this 'ud was that it reversed the arrangement of strings, placing very first
the large and then the low strings on the neck from still left to appropriate. According to
Mikha'il Mushaqa (1800-88), only four of the seven courses have been performed, the
lowest program (jaharka) and the two highest (busalik and nihuft) being unused in
overall performance.
The Faculty of Oud On the web, is a platform constructed to teach the Oud via Skype by the
migrant Oud grasp Ramy Adly, an Egyptian well-known Oud Player, Ramy Adly is a
youthful grasp of the oud, the flexible lute-like instrument that shaped Arab
classical tunes. Grounded in the major Arab classical variations thanks to demanding
instruction in his indigenous Egypt, Adly has branched out frequently, incorporating jazz
idioms and embracing conversations with other musicians around the entire world.
Adly has done around the Center East, Europe, and North The usa. He has
composed songs for theater and movie, and gathered a large variety of learners
all around the entire world, by means of an innovative on the internet curriculum he produced, referred to as The
School of Oud On the internet. His sensitive, strong enjoying has been read from the
Library at Alexandria to American cathedrals and faculties.
Now based mostly in Washington, DC, Adly proceeds to increase the possibilities of his
instrument. "I want to bring the oud to the very same amount as the guitar culturally, the
instrument that is all over the place and can do everything," he exclaims.
For Adly, the oud has always been like a member of the loved ones. Virtually everyone
in his household performed the oud when he was increasing up in Cairo, like uncles,
siblings, and his beloved grandfather, who gave him his very first introduction to the
complicated, evocative instrument. "I grew up listening to the oud," he recollects.
Listening is a single thing, and mastering the instrument yet another. Adly plunged into
his study of this age-outdated instrument at the Arab Oud Property, with Iraqi oud
virtuoso Naseer Shamma. Adly identified himself training for a dozen several hours a day,
and loving it. "It was a good deal like the technique Paganini established for his students,"
Adly clarifies. "You have to go via the fireplace to be trained as a performer and
composer. I graduated as both composer and soloist."


text: Ideally located in the prime touristic area of Yogyakarta Airport, The Jayakarta Yogyakarta Hotel & Spa promises a relaxing and wonderful visit. The hotel offers guests a range of services and amenities designed to provide comfort and convenience. Free Wi-Fi in all rooms, 24-hour front desk, 24-hour room service, facilities for disabled guests, express check-in/check-out are on the list of things guests can enjoy. Each guestroom is elegantly furnished and equipped with handy amenities. The hotel's peaceful atmosphere extends to its recreational facilities which include fitness center, sauna, golf course (within 3 km), fishing, spa. Friendly staff, great facilities and close proximity to all that Yogyakarta has to offer are three great reasons you should stay at The Jayakarta Yogyakarta Hotel & Spa.


text:
- Type:
- Video > TV shows
- Files:
- 3
- Size:
- Uploaded:
- Sep 26, 2015
- By:
- 2Maverick
The Steve Harvey Talk Show Steve helps a woman with her dating life; foodie Moe Cason spotlights barbecue trends. Also: a reunion between a woman and the nurse who helped her deliver triplets; a look at a Steve Harvey mash-up from DJ Porter. :::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: SOURCE: This comes from a (SD) STANDARD DEFINITION source - non HD (as that's what I have). :::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: COMMENTS: Your comments are appreciated. :::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: DETAILS: Spoken: English Subtitles: English Codec: H264 - MPEG-4 AVC Resolution: 720x364 Frame rate: 29.97 Codec: MPEG AAC Audio Channels: Stereo Sample rate: 48000 Hz


text:
Sun - Wed 11a-10p
Thu - Sat 11a-2a
Dine in, Take out, & Delivery
Pizza By the Slice All Day Long!
Sun - Wed 11a-10p
Thu - Sat 11a-2a
Dine in, Take out, & Delivery
Pizza By the Slice All Day Long!
(573) 874-9925
909 Cherry St.
Columbia, MO 65201
Sun - Wed 11a–10p
Thu - Sat 11a–2a
We deliver to most of Columbia for just a $2-4 delivery fee.
Pepperoni, Italian Sausage, Secret Margherita, Cheese & Sauce, and rotating specials.
We serve slices all day long!
Treehouse Salad, Garlic Cheese Baguettes.
We also have freshly made cookies!
Signature Pies including Banh Mi, Fortnight, Charredachoke Island, Truffled Crimini, Ranch Hands, Steven Cheese and more!
Or build your own from 30 different toppings!
"It's a nice casual place that is odd enough to be cool but not so exclusively weird that you will get snickered at if you are wearing something from Eddie Bauer. The crust is delicious and not too thick, the ingredients are fantastically fresh and the atmosphere is friendly and fun."
"I like that it is small dining area with a big kitchen. It changes the management approach." The focus, he said, is on "making the food really good, not filling lots of seats."
"Pizza Tree is distinct from other Downtown pizzerias because the ingredients and combinations used to make its pies are so unconventional."
"Pizza Tree isn't like the red-and-white-checkered cloth Johnny's Italian Restaurant Pizza Shop," he says. "This is something a little funkier."


text:
Departure from MAD
Arrival at CCJ
Most Prefered Airlines + 9 airlines
- Rs 26,315
- Rs 40,961
- Rs 45,638
- Rs 46,773
- Rs 47,059
- Rs 50,670
- Rs 54,550
- Rs 58,531
- Rs 58,531
- Rs 75,739
- Rs 130,665
- Rs 133,948
- Rs 230,379
Rs 26,315Rs 269,545
Oops! Filter Overload!
It seems you have filtered out all the flights.
About Madrid (MAD)
Being a capital and largest city of Spain, Madrid is well-known for its cultural and artistic heritage. The city is a best example of ancient beauty and its El Prado museum lures large number of travellers from all over the country. Madrid also boasts of the liveliest and most vibrant night-life in the world. Average population of the city is almost 3.3 million with a metro area population of around 6.5 million. The city is situated to the north-east region of terrestrial centre of the Iberian Peninsula, in the middle of the Spanish central Castillian plateau, at an average altitude of approximately 650m. Almost all famous and attractive tourist areas are located in the centre of the city which includes Puerta del Sol, Plaza Mayor, Palacio Real, and Plaza de Colón. Some of the major streets in Madrid include the Gran Via, Alcalá Street, and Paseo de la Castellana and so on. The city houses the main headquarters of the World Tourism Organization (WTO), linking to the United Nations Organization (UN), the SEGIB, the Organization of Ibero-American States (OEI), and the Public Interest Oversight Board (PIOB). It also hosts most of the international institutions regulators of Spain that include the Standing Committee of the Association of Spanish Language Academies, headquarters of the Royal Spanish Academy (RAE), the Cervantes Institute and the Foundation of Urgent Spanish (Fundéu). Some of the famous museums in the city include Thyssen-Bornemisza Museum, Museo Nacional Centro de Arte Reina Sofía, Royal Palace of Madrid, National Archaeological Museum of Spain, National Museum of Natural Sciences, Monastery of Las Descalzas Reales, Royal Academy of Fine Arts of San Fernando and so on. These all make it a wonderful tourist destination. Travellers can find endless numbers of fun related activities which include Tapas bars, cocktail bars, clubs, jazz lounges, live music venues, flamenco theatres and so on. MakeMyTrip.com is one of the famous online travel portals which provide all kind of travel related services online. You can book air tickets online which will save your time. Customers will get numerous beneficial deals online and you can choose the best offer for your family and friends.
Madrid Address
About Kozhikode (CCJ)
Exquisite beaches, delightful spice gardens, picturesque views and warm hospitality are some of the best words to describe the beauty and importance of this breathtaking city on the map of India. Placed on the Coast of Malabar, Kozhikode also known as Calicut is one of the finest and admirable cities in the state of Kerala. In terms of area and population, it is the third largest city of the state. The city is considered as the perfect place for natural beauty and scenic charm. If you wish to spend your holidays in the lap of nature, then Kozhikode is an ideal place. Due to its tranquil surroundings, the city offers immense pleasure to heart and peace to mind. It is a treat for bird lovers to visit Kadalundi Bird Sanctuary and watch various species of birds. You can find more than 100 species here. Spending quality time in the Thusharagiri waterfall which is about 51 km away from the heart of this place will surely be a memorable experience for you. It is a heaven for adventure lovers as they can find enjoyment in trekking in a dense forest. Kappad Beach and Beypore Fort along with Thikkoti Light House are some of renowned places of this part which are famous for its historical backdrop and natural beauty. The months from October to March are considered as the best time to visit Kozhikode. Summers are quite warm and humid whereas during the monsoon, the city experiences heavy downpour. Malabar Mahotsavam, Sivarathri, Utsavam and Jalotsavam are some of the most popular festivals of Kozhikode which are celebrated with great devotion and zest. Wayanad Wildlife Sanctuary and Lakkidi are some of the nearby places where you can go to spend your long holidays in this part of the country. If you are planning to visit this beautiful city and are in search of a travel portal, where you can book your Kozhikode tour package at affordable prices then you must log onto MakeMyTrip.com. Here on this leading online travel portal, you can book your entire tour related services such as air tickets, hotels, bus, rail and many more at discounted rates.
Kozhikode Address
Calicut International Airport, Karipur, Near Kozhikode (Calicut), District Kerala-673647, India
Tel: +91 483 2712630 | +91 9847076545
About GMG Airlines
GMG Airlines (Z5), the largest private airlines of Bangladesh has been successfully operating for the last 13 years, since 1998. Its head office is located in the AAA Tower in Nikunjo-2, Dhaka, in Bangladesh. The oldest and largest private carrier of Bangladesh, GMG Airlines operates both domestic and international flight services. The main bases of the airline are Shahjalal International Airport in Dhaka, and Shah Amanat International Airport in Chittagong.
GMG Airlines (Z5), the largest private airlines of Bangladesh has been successfully operating for the last 13 years, since 1998. Its head office is located in the AAA Tower in Nikunjo-2, Dhaka, in Bangladesh. The oldest and largest private carrier of Bangladesh, GMG Airlines operates both domestic and international flight services. The main bases of the airline are Shahjalal International Airport in Dhaka, and Shah Amanat International Airport in Chittagong.
Discounts for you
Use this code & Get Upto Rs. 20000 Off on your booking. Limited period offer. Book now!
Use this code to get up to 8000 instant discount on YES Bank Credit cards.
No Cost EMI
No cost EMI is available on bookings greater than Rs 5,000
Need Help?
For booking help
Top Flights From Madrid
Top International Airlines
Top Routes
- New York To Orlando Flights
- Madrid to Kozhikode Flight Schedule
- Athens To Mykonos Flights
- Madrid To Lisbon Flights
- Prague To Barcelona Flights
- Nice To Amsterdam Flights
- London To Newcastle Flights
- Rome To London Flights
- Sydney To Cairns Flights
- New York To Vancouver Flights
- Glasgow To London Flights
- New York To Miami Flights
- Mykonos To Athens Flight
- Delhi To Tashkent Flight
- Delhi To Seychelles Flight
- New York To Atlanta Flights
- Newcastle To Paris Flights
- Auckland To Wellington Flights
- Newark To Chicago Flights
- Lahore To Karachi Flights
- London To Newark Flights
Top Airlines
- Ethiopian Airlines
- Vietnam Airlines
- Srilankan Airlines
- Kuwait Airways
- Egyptair
- Gulf Air
- Korean Air
- Icelandair
- Air Berlin
- Caribbean Airlines
- Pegasus Airlines
- China Airlines
- China Southern Airlines
- Bangkok Airways
- Air Austral
- Kenya Airways
- Asiana Airlines
- Japan Airlines
- Scoot Airlines
- Iberia Airlines
- China Eastern Airlines
- Air Malta
- Silkair
- Tiger Airways
- Luxair
- Croatia Airlines
- Air Mauritius
- Czech Airlines
- Air Astana
- Tap Air Portugal


text:
One of my friends did a Summer Bucket List last year with her kids. They made a huge poster and each wrote on it some things they were hoping to do over the summer. Every week they picked something and did it. It really helped them battle boredom and made sure they were doing something fun before summer got away from them. I LOVE that idea and we will be doing it at our house this year. We already have our list started and will be making a giant poster next month...
Challenge #3: Bucket List Challenge: Incorporate a Bucket List of things you would like to do/accomplish. It could be a life list, crafting list, travel list....be creative!
Çare to see what our Master Forgers are dreaming about? For me, hosting a blog event has always been on my list...so YEAH FOR ME! Crossed one off!
Stephanie has travel on her mind and created a layout with hidden journaling to document all the places she wants to see. Here's a peek, check out the full layout over on her blog!
Leslie had a blog birthday and wants to step up her game with some improvements in the next year.
Today is the LAST day for your to post your entries (on EACH Challenge Blog Post from our Wonderful World of Color Event)! So if you have been putting it off...you have a tiny bit of time left! Winners will be announced on the 20th!


text:
Nathan has had a love affair with airplanes as long as I've known him. His dad is a pilot, and he grew up with a passion for planes that didn't fade with childhood. Although I think he really would have liked it, Nathan did not become a pilot himself, but instead he studied to be a civil engineer. There wasn't any obvious connection between his career path and his love of planes, but God saw fit to allow an unlikely union of those two things to take place when, just over six months ago, Nathan became a proud employee of the Memphis airport in the development department, which just happens to be made up of a lot of engineers!
Since then, Nathan has been an avid explorer of all things airport. He has gone from department to department, learning what each one does and getting a feel for how the airport works together to function as a whole. I have been the sub-beneficiary of all of this knowledge, gleaning the information second hand over dinner each night. Since my knowledge base was non-existent when he started the job, it's no exaggeration to say my current understanding of airport functions has grown by leaps and bounds.
Sometimes some little snippet of airport info is especially interesting to me. Like when I found out that the airport has its own on-campus fire department. I really had a hard time digesting that as I confirmed with Nathan that the fire department, located airport property, existed for the sole purpose of dealing with airport fires. That seemed so shocking to me, mostly because I realized these guys must go years at a time without ever getting called for one fire. Keep in mind I know nothing about what this particular set of fire fighters does on a daily basis, but it seems to me that not having regular fires to keep you busy would lend itself to a constant struggle against becoming complacent. It has got to be difficult to stay alert, ready at a moments notice all the time, when things appear to be tranquil, steady and under control.
I was thinking about this last night when I met with a group to pray for someone who is in need of some prayer warriors to step up on his behalf. The man leading the group spoke with a passion for prayer that I have rarely heard, and his words were alive, both with the truth he was speaking and the solid belief behind every word he spoke. God used him last night to remind me of a lot of things, not the least of which was the importance of not becoming complacent in the season of life I am walking through right now.
It is shocking to me how easy it is to glide into a comfortable pattern of minimalism in my relationship with God when there isn't a crisis to keep me totally, 100% leaning on Him. I am enjoying so many things right now: my kids, my marriage, my job, my friends, my church, my hobbies. All wonderful things to be grateful for, yet also so much to take me off my guard and reduce my level of urgency about things that need to be seen as exactly that, urgent. Like prayer.
I am so grateful to be reminded about the absolute necessity, not just of a quick few minutes of prayer each morning to start the day, but of serious, time investing periods of prayer. I was reminded that even though all of the public prayers of Jesus recorded in scripture are very short, He took long periods of time to get away and pray privately. In he midst of His very, very busy public ministry, Jesus took the time to pray. I needed to be reminded of that, especially now in this particular season, so that I don't become naive enough to get to the point where I imagine I can get by with a surface level prayer life.
The fact is, a surface level prayer life is never going to cut it, because no matter how the pie is sliced a relationship with God without the vital element of prayer firmly in place is always going to fall short what God intended for us. Boy, do I have a lot to learn in this area. I have seen some amazing things in regards to prayer in my time, but still, there is so much I'm lacking. I was challenged last night to make the next month a time of serious, life changing prayer, and I am taking that challenge. Over the next month, I am asking God to show me things about prayer that will transform my understanding of it in a way that will take me deeper than the surface level, out of complacentcy and into power.


text:
Saturday, March 18, 2006
take a break, or be broken
"Poor concentration, a lack of enthusiasm, taking longer to do tasks and an insistent nagging from family [in my case, friends] are all signs of the need to undertake a basic human necessity rest."
Last fall I felt so convicted by two messages at church about the need for Sabbath rest. If God needed a break, then don't I? Or maybe he didn't need the break, but took one because it's a good thing. That triggered the convictions I felt from the sermon series on Sabbath 3 years prior to that already. Something I clearly need to work on. (Yes, I think I'm addicted to work... that came out in my 12 Steps session the other night...)
So last fall in response to the heart tuggings I felt, I tried really hard, and succeeded to "keep Sabbath" for 2 weeks in a row. A miracle of sorts for me especially I think. It felt wonderful. You'd think the positive benefits would be enough to entice me to try keeping up the good habit beyond 2 weeks.
Well old addictions die hard.
I've been working pretty hard pulling together an intensive leadership weekend away next week, and in my "spare time" on design projects for friends. As my advertising friend Ann said so aptly, "That's one thing about creative people. We always seem to be plagued with projects, either self-inflicted or friend-inflicted. It's a catch-22. Our restless brains remain in an eternal state of unrest, and yet yearns to rest. We're weird like that."
I can feel the slowly deteriorating effectiveness of this pace I'm trying to keep. I know... I know in my head that I need to take a break.
Thank God for friends who make me stop and take a break. Helene, my travelling partner to Vietnam, insisted on spending some time with me. We set a date and decided to take an overnight trip somewhere. We decided the day before we left to go to Seattle. We bought the tickets right before we left and wandered around town for a bit to explore and find a hotel. She said most people would be unnerved of not knowing where they're going to sleep that night. I think her spontenaety is rubbing off on me; it was a good exercise to not plan anything at all.
Came back from the trip with a good break, but not rested as we were on the go. I still have to process the things we saw and did there (in the next few post!)
Anyway, I should get back to work, though I am totally dragging my feet (the motivation of this post is pure procrastination). What was that again? Poor concentration, lack of enthusiasm, taking longer to do tasks... maybe I should take a break instead.
3 comments:
- Matthea said...
that's totally how I feel too. Taking Sabbath rest is important, though I've not been the last few weeks due to my own inability to be productive during the week. ;p. ack! I'm glad you took the leap to travel to Seattle with Helene on a sponataneous whim! Good for you! The worship retreat was a wonderful time of rest, and it really renewed me. I learned a lot there, which I will tell you about the next time i see you. I missed you at church on Sunday. Have a great week!
- Tue Mar 21, 11:49:00 AM
- enitsuj said...
ah matthea, glad to know i am not the only one desperate for a break. glad you went on the worship retreat and will look forward to hearing about it from you! (i've heard rave reviews from many other places...)
- Wed Mar 22, 02:40:00 AM
- Matthea said...
yup, yup. Breaks are good, but spurts of work make breaks extra satisfying! I will indeed tell you more about the retreat some time, and thanks for praying for it/us! :)
- Wed Mar 22, 09:01:00 AM