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A solid envelope charm in antiqued gold carries a secret love note inside! A small "I Love You" charm is the perfect surprise for a loved one! It hangs on a sturdy antiqued gold chain.
A posted note left by my fiancee on my window before she left for her parent's home 3500 miles away.
The post-dark age mad purchase rush has finally settled down. I spent the first half of the year panic-buying LEGO sets, and now I'm experiencing a bad, bad case of buyer's remorse.
I never really expected to go back to collecting and playing with LEGO. I don't know, it's like a brick (ha. ha.) hit me out of nowhere and the next thing I know, I'm picking up boxes and boxes of LEGO at the toy store as if they were cheap candy. I strayed away from my core interest themes and bought a lot of sets out of curiosity and just for the heck of it (6193 Castle Building Set, anyone?).
While updating my inventory last week, I realized that by recklessly buying lots of small- and mid-sized sets over the past six months, I've missed out on the big ones (e.g. Cafe Corner) that I really wanted but have always dismissed as too expensive.
So now I trimmed down my to-acquire list for the rest of the year to a semi-manageable three big sets. I'm planning to sell some of my other old and new sets as well. Not an easy thing to do, really. I'm still having a hard time stopping myself from going to the LEGO section every time I pass by a toy store.
Samsung Galaxy Note has a brilliant 5.3 (~285 ppi pixel density) inch Super AMOLED capacitive touchscreen with resolution of 800 x 1280 pixels and 16M colors combination. It has a superb 8 MP camera with resolution of 3264x2448 pixels having features LED flash, autofocus, Face Detection, Geo Tagging, and also a secondry 2 MP. It runs on a Dual-core 1.4GHz ARM Cortex-A9 proccessor, Mali-400MP GPU, Exynos chipset and 1 RAM internal memory is 16 with 32 external memory Support. It supports all major connectivity options like Bluetooth, GPRS, EDGE, WLAN, 3G with HSDPA, 21 Mbps; HSUPA, 5.76 Mbps. It also supports Organizer, Digital compass, Proximity sensor for auto turn-off features. Samsung Galaxy Note available in Black colour.
Playing the piano has long been an act,
of great grandeur.
From the greatest composers of all time,
including Ludwig van Beethoven and all the rest.
Playing the piano well is an and will be,
an eternally respectable practice,
not to mention a signal of intelligence as well.
using the car door as a tripod & shooting thru the driver's window w/engine running @ a stop sign while someone is waiting behind U so can't take time to change camera settings... causes a lil bit of 'lens shake' ☺
please also view → flic.kr/p/dZdDvu → nighttime double
Bueno yo de nuevo aqui con una edicion
bueno pues me inpire en la serie de death note
espero les agrade n__n
I have no notes on this shot, so the date and location are unknown. However it sure looks like a place I should know...I just can't place it. The negative is in my Milwaukee files, so I'm assuming this is Milwaukee trackage on the immediate right. Over on the far right, obscured by the weeds is another line, with an interlocking tower visible just to the left of the water tower. Just to the right of water tower NYC-style signals can be seen. Date ca. 1964.
back log - photos to post SOON:
1) february trips to:
- baguio --- canon av1, lca, diana mini
- batangas -- mini holga, canon av1, lca
- nick's last few days for Manila 2010 trip -- lca
2) march trips
- batangas again! -- canon av1, lca, diana f+
3) april
- la union (still going to have rolls processed)
4) film swaps
- 25ThC
- Jikay
5) Photos of Anika! From our recent shoooot!
and check hard drive for unposted photos! :p
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I love taking photos <3 teeheee hi everyone!
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Note of reverse dated 5 July 1918.
"Abgeschossener Englander im Stahlwerk Wingles dem 5 July 1918". British aeroplane shot down near the Wingles steel works.
I am just getting back into cross stitch and embroidery after a 10 year break. The new work out there is so interesting and inspiring that I have decided to create my own series of cross stitch pictures based on things that I say to my son. Every time I utter one I realise that I am turning in to my mother!
Note one is "Don't say what say pardon" , charted at www.stitchpoint.com.
A bunch of quirkyness for this Friday. A Post-it Note found on the car next to mine at the Starbucks in Stafford, VA.
the plane, a 737 was spotless inside. Not a mark, on surfaces or fabric (compared to somewhat shabby marks and wear and tear on US airline interiors). Not one dead trapped insect stuck in a windowed coffin between the inside and outside window of your seat (look next time, and how DO they get there to begin with).
Soon after takeoff we bank to the right to head south across the coast of sydney and the state of new south wales (NSW), over canberra (the national capitol area) into melbourne in the state of Victoria (VIC).
"Afternoon refreshments" in economy class said the announcement once in the air. Wow. Complementary wine and beer (mixed drinks A$6). Ignoring the fact the beer includes Fosters things were good. The "snacks" provided were good too. A joint packet of cashews and apricot. Large portions. Good quality. As the ingredients list, contents 100% cashews. Yum.
Cabin staff, in economy, smiles, friendly, want to help clearly.
Also walked around offering apples as snacks. Good apples. In a huge basket that must have had about 30 apples in it. I wanted to take a picture but I was laughing at the sight.
I LOVE the orange tablemat thing they give out too. It's a perforated nice-feel absorbant material. Its a tablemat. It's also a bag for trash afterwards so as they walk through doing pickup it takes seconds. It's also a napkin. It's a great tablematnapkinbag idea.
It also contains inside a wetwipe and stirrer for drinks that's twice the size/length of the US ones.
Sunsets. I've noticed the sunrises and sunsets occur very quickly here. Like within 15 mins and it's suddenly light, or dark. Must be the hemisphere and season (last week of winter). It's chilly enough at night i had to go buy a coat. My fault for thinking australia, sunny, its august, it will be hot.
Flight time 90 mins. Sydney to Melbourne. Quantas CityFlyer. $
Airport. Terminal 3 sydney. Bigger than National (DCA). Quieter but I realised its the people who go about their airporty stuff with less of a presence or noise. Folks just a few seats away on a cellphone have what appears to be a habit of covering their mouth with their other hand so their calls are not public (and hence quieter). A full flight doesn't have a gate boarding seat area where there are no free seats. Even the gate agent counter area is turned 90 degrees from the US standard so folks queueing are lining up in the area not out into the corridor. Terminal 3 is dedicated to quantas domestic flights. From arriving to boarding was never asked for any photo id. Why does showing some form of unverifable photo id help us with flights in the US?
New Zealand Maori queen laid to rest today. Queen Te Atairangikaahu (Dame Te Ata) reigned for 40 years, lacking any constitutional powers but beloved of the NZ nation. Before europeans arrived the Maori were ruled by many chiefs, their monarchy only came about after contact with the British. New Zealand - originally Aotearoa, the land of the long white cloud - was not colonised by the British in the way Australia was.
The natives, descendants of the Polynesians, often reacted violently to foreign visitors, begining with Abel Tasman in 1642. Captain Cook took possession of the islands for Britain in 1769 - without consulting the natives. The presence of the fierce Maori menat the British preferred and went off to colonise Australia instead.
But foreigners were drawn to New Zealand. British, French and American ships began making regular visits. Mostly whalers, seal hunters and traders. The Maori became part of their trading network and acquired tastes for european and american goods and a knowledge of Pakeha - non-Maori culture.
By 1830's foreign settlers were buying large amounts of land and the numbers of Pakeha had increased to such a point that the British goverment decided to annex New Zealand. Naval officer Hobson negotiated and they agreed to cede sovereignty to the British in exchange for a guarantee of ownership of their lands. Formalized by the Treaty of Waitangi of 1840. Initially NZ was part of the colony of New South Wales but in 1841 because autonomous (with Hobson as Governor).
By 1845 open warfare ensued from chiefs. By 1847 and the First Maori War they realised better to have a consolidated approach. They sought to emulate the unity and disciple of the british and so started the Maori King Movement.
For the first time in 1966 a princess was chosen to ascend the throne and Queen Te Ata became a symbol not only of her people but for NZ women. Long may she rest.
Scans of some papers we found in an old Latin Grammar textbook.
you may use this in personal art projects. ;)
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We had a beautiful day at the Point San Luis Light for our meeting. Then we all walked a little way on the Pecho Coast trail.
for Our Daily Challenge topic - 'Note' - Yay for photoshop for making things like this so easy. This is from the andante part of Beethoven's 'Pathetique' piano sonata. That eighth note is a C.
Here is Daniel Barenboim playing this movement.
Pls Note that this is one of my old pictures & just uploaded to the flickr. Its a replacment for the old picture.. I think this one is pretty amazing.. creepy but amazing
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We started taking notes at how bad everything was because it was so much, it was hard to remember everything.
BACKSTORY: We had a gift card for Macaroni Grill (we usually have one every year, and have gone for over a decade). This year was the most god-awful experience of our lives! No wonder Macaroni Grill is going out of business. But we have to wonder if it was transgender & LGBT discrimination, because not only were we never treated like that at that same Macaroni Grill, but we saw the waiter treat others better.
I'm not that picky. I get a taco or two at Taco Bell almost every day I go out, and am very pleased with that experience. When I go out, I often go to buffets, because I don't mind what food I eat, as long as it's not completely messed up.
But taking my wife to Macaroni Grill on Valentine's Day was the absolute worst "romantic" restaurant trip of my entire life. I am frankly surprised at how much text I need to write just to explain everything that happened.
Note that the restaurant was NOT packed. We go there almost every Valentine's Day, for 10+ years. Last year it was a 45 minute wait and totally packed. This year it was a 5 minute wait, and there were empty tables in the restaurant. It was literally the least packed we've ever seen it on Valentine's Day. There are no "busy" excuses for this treatment
1) We didn't notice at the time, but going back: The first way we were treated differently was that the waiter didn't write his name on our placemat. Did he intend to give us bad service because we are visibly LGBT? Because he wrote it for the people next to us, on both sides. Just not for us. It seemed like he was so unwilling to even get near us, that he wouldn't approach us, write his name on the placemat, or visit our table -- ***even when visiting the one next to us repeatedly***, or give us good service.
2) Immediately he puts the olive oil and pepper on the saucer for the bread. This is a fun Macaroni Grill theatric that makes the customer feel good... Unless the saucer full of olive oil is merely pointing out how you have no bread for 20 minutes. Again, never in our life. Other people have bread. We don't.
Later, I explicitly ask for bread, because it's absolutely clear that it's NOT going to come, because this guy will serve the tables on both sides of us, but not us. It still doesn't come. Bread only finally arrives with our appetizer. Again: Never in our lives.
3) And then, guess what? The bread was too salty to eat! First time in 40 years that I have ever disliked restaurant bread. Later, when the waiter stopped coming to our table, we managed to ask *the cook* for more bread. It, too, was too salty to not eat. No amount of dipping it or mixing it with other ingredients made it edible. The bread I get from the dollar store is better. Why is Macaroni Grill so awful to us today?
4) The second thing the waiter actually does is ask us for a drink. Immediately. We don't know our drink order yet, but later, when we order everything at once, we do order ONE drink. But it doesn't come with the bread. It doesn't come with the appetizers. It doesn't even come with the entree! Later, while we are eating, the drink finally shows up. We had forgotten about it by that time. Who the hell serves drinks, appetizers, and an entree at the same time?
5) But at least we had water, right? Well, sort of. We asked for water with lemon. It took awhile -- an annoying amount of time if you have dysphagia -- but the finally water came. Most restaurants give you water without asking, or allow you access to a tap. We were left thirsty. So thirst. And when it finally came, NO LEMONS!
We asked for lemons. It took awhile, but finally he came back and said, "We're out of lemons, so I had to give you limes". I am unsure what to do, so I squeeze some of the lime juice in my water to try it out. It's awful. I can't drink it.
Meanwhile, I see lemons come out with water orders just 2 tables away. My drink (a mule) that comes later has a lemon in it--because the drink comes like that automatically. It is clearly our server who won't ask for stuff for us -- even while giving the same stuff to adjoining tables! My salmon that came with lemon on it! Why is this bigoted server telling us the restaurant doesn't have lemons? Macaroni Grill is most definitely NOT out of lemons. Why would he lie to us? There's a bar. Bars have lemon wedges for drinks. The restaurant is NOT out of lemon wedges.
But for the majority of the time I was there, I couldn't even sip my water, because it turns out lime water is awful. Who drinks that? Not me. I didn't know. I tried, and that was a mistake. And since our alcohol drink never came until the entree, I literally had nothing to drink that didn't taste awful. And getting water refill was nigh impossible. And of course no bread. Nothing enjoyable whatsoever - but the people 2 tables away got their water with lemon. EVERYONE who wasn't LGBT did.
6) Eventually, when the waiter disappeared, we actually had to go and ask THE COOK for lemons, and he brought them out and apologized. This was after the entree came. It's like the waiter was unwilling to do his job. Why is the cook bringing us our food and serving us? Where is our server? We were ALSO out of water at that point, and needed any kind of liquid to drink. I am prone to choking because I have dysphagia. Last time I had a choking episode, I had to grab the drink of a stranger off their table in an emergency. This is the kind of thing that happens when human beings are denied water, and have no way to get it.
7) We ordered the calamari appetizer. The menu says it comes with 2 sauces. A pepper sauce and a citrus aoli. We got the pepper sauce, but the other stuff? It was a red, thick mixture that was very obviously mostly spicy Sri Racha sauce. My girlfriend doesn't like spicy stuff as much as me. That's why we didn't order something spicy. That's why we use the menu to decide what to order. But what good is the menu, if the items on it aren't what it says they are? We needed at least one non-spicy dipping sauce.
8) By this point, the waiter had disappeared. He did not come around. Most restaurants check up on you to see if you are okay. They often do it TOO much. This guy? Despite the fact that we very obviously were not getting what we wanted, and had to ask for very basic things like bread and water -- he still wouldn't show up. Twice in a row, after minutes of being gone, he came and SERVED THE TABLE NEXT TO US, BUT KEPT HIS BACK TO US, THEN DISAPPEARED to the back again without even giving us an opportunity for service. Every time this happened, we needed something, and couldn't get it.
9) The salmon finally came. It was not even brought by our server (named Labrim), it was brought by the cook! (Who we had to ask for water, lemons, and more bread. Most of the food brought to our table WAS NOT BROUGHT by our actual server!)
It was the absolute worst salmon I've ever eaten in my life. It was so burned that each and every bite was a chore to get down. I woke up at 4AM nauseated, which is an unusual thing for me. We even tried cutting up the salmon and putting it inside our shrimp alfredo noodles, to mask the burning taste. It was impossible to mask. We have now messed up: water, bread, lemons, calamari dipping sauce, and salmon. Incredible.
10) At this point, we're done with our food, and we just want the dessert cake & ice cream, and a check. But he's nowhere to be found. For a good 5 minutes, we're just sitting there, unhappy with the experience, wanting to at least have a good piece of cake and ice cream, and leave. But the pause here is one of the longest service pauses during this entire visit.
During this time, 2 tables down, another couple was extremely angry at Labrim's service, and got up to leave. So atleast it wasn't JUST us having a bad time, even if they actually got lemons & drinks. Someone, either Labrim or a manager, intervened and convinced them to sit back down and have their meal.
The couple 1 table down? They ALSO were extremely unhappy with Labrim, and were complaining about the service a lot of the time. For example, they got the merchant receipt for their credit card, so there was no place for them to sign it, and they had to ask for the correct receipt. That's never happened in my life, but again, now at least THREE tables were having a bad time, so at least there was some incompetence mixed in with the malevolence. We just seemed to be getting the worst of it, and it felt like discrimination to be treated so differently the first year we were visibly LGBT.
11) It's finally time for dessert. Does he bring it? No! He brings us to go containers, and says, "You wanted the cheesecake, right?"
Literally, when we ordered the food, we gave him the complete order. I wrote it down on my placemat. I pointed at the words as I ordered them to him. He acted as if he was writing down the words I was saying and pointing at. His job is to take the order. He couldn't even do that! I never said cheesecake! WTF?! Not only was our dessert not here, but he didn't even know what we ordered! Just what was Labrim doing?!?!?!
12) So we tell him we wanted the chocolate cake & ice cream. It seems to take awhile, but it finally comes. HE THEN TAKES ALL OUR SILVERWARE! We manage to snag one fork, but how are we supposed to share this item between the two of us? WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU, LABRIM?
He comes back in a couple minutes to help the table next to us, but in typical fashion, keeps his back to us and doesn't offer any help. As he walks away, we have to raise our voice and ask for another fork. I don't think it ever came.
13) And the "cake" and "ice cream"? It's not a cake, it's some Costco store bought chocolate muffin, with a cup of chocolate drizzle next to it. And the "ice cream"? Literally one fork full of ice cream. Granted, it tasted good - but this is your "$45 Valentine's Day Special For Couples", so you are literally advertising and serving a valentine's day ice cream dessert to couples with ONE FORK that has ONE FORKFUL of ice cream. So yes. You found a way to make ice cream and cake disappointing, Macaroni Grill.
14) Labrim then asked us if the food was good, and we said, "No, it wasn't", and told him we didn't like the bread, water, salmon, or cake. He said he would get the manager to do something about it. Minutes later, a check came. No manager. No manager ever came. Just another lie.
15) Finally, it came time to pay. We don't trust him to ring up our money right, so we decide to use our $50 gift card, and pay the $5.14 balance in cash. I went off to change my $10 into two $5s, and my wife went off to change her $5 into five $1s. I approached the bartender, waited for eye contact, and asked, "Can I get two 5s for a 10?" He said, "Wait a minute", then "How are you?" {I'm sorry, do I need to have a conversation to ask for change? It seemed like he was chiding me for being short with him and not having a conversation. I'm not here to talk with you, guy. I'm here to pay you for your bad food}. The bartender then turned his back to me. He messed around with the register for an unacceptably long time, completely ignoring me. Obviously he decided NOT to make the change I needed made -- or even to tell me. This, too, is a treatment I've never experienced in my life. As I slowly moved away -- because I'm not going to sit there like an idiot holding a $10 bill out for minutes at a time -- I went to the hostess. She checks HER OWN POCKETS and somehow has two $5 bills, and makes change for me.
My wife fared no better. She asked someone for five $1s for her $5. Multiple people told herthey couldn't do it. She was finally told "only the bartender" can do this. She goes to the bar. Nobody is there. She looks around. Nobody to be found. This restaurant is full of aholes who won't do their job.
Finally, someone goes into the bar and starts doing stuff. She asks them if they can make change. "I'm not the bartender", the person tending the bar said, refusing to make her change. WHAT IS THIS PLACE?
We almost left the restaurant with a $5 shortchanging -- but then Carolyn ran into a random employee, who, also, had to get the money out of his personal money from his own pocket.
IN SUMMARY: You messed up in about 15 different ways, messing up: water, lemon, salmon, dipping sauce, cake, ice cream, properly keeping our order, making change... even the unhappiness of the people around us was a bring-down. This restaurant is not being managed properly, and Labrim is the 2nd worst server I've had in my entire lifetime.
I wish I'd had change, because the 85 cent tip Labrim got was an *incredible* overtip. It should have been a single penny. Frankly, I should be filing a credit card dispute for the cost of this meal... but we paid with a pre-paid gift card bought 2 years ago, so we take solace in knowing that no 2018 income went to Macaroni Grill for this awful 2018 visit.
Our annual almost-20-year tradition [based on our parents giving us gift cards every Christmas] is now over. We will not be returning to Macaroni Grill. Not on Valentine's Day. Not ever. The gift cards are apparently valid at several other restaurants... so we'll be going to one of those, from now on.
And I can't help but think some of this is because I am visibly transgender, because of the way he would repeatedly approach the table next to us (a straight couple), but not us. I was not visibly transgender a year ago, and was not treated like this during previous visits to Macaroni Grill. It just seems like that was a component, because we definitely got it the worst of everyone there.
notes, placemat.
Macaroni Grill, restaurant, Springfield, Virginia.
February 14, 2018.
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