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In honor of Breast Cancer Awareness Month I decided to make Think Pink Cupcakes.
I found the recipe in 500 Cupcakes and while I didn't fall in love with the taste they are pretty decent.
Look for the recipe featured on blog in the next couple of days!
Explored #323
I think the "Kissing Couple" in the photo bellow felt so happy with the view above of the Wonderful City that they couldn't resist and started to kiss and kiss and kiss for a long time, making all the other tourists admire the scene and to think "Will they never stop kissing?". Hahaha. :-)
In the photo above you can see the districts of Catete, Flamengo, and Urca with the famous Pão de Açúcar (Sugar Loaf).
Viewed from Parque das Ruínas, Rio de Janeiro, Brazil.
Have a great rest of day! :-)
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A Vista do Casal Beijoqueiro
Acho que o casal na foto abaixo se sentiu tão alegre com a vista acima da Cidade Maravilhosa que eles não puderam se conter e começaram a se beijar, e beijar e beijar sem parar por um tempão, fazendo todos os outros turistas admirarem a cena e pensar "Eles nunca vão parar de beijar?". Hehehe.
Na foto podem ser vistos os bairros do Catete, Flamengo e Urca. Além do Pão de Açúcar. :-)
vista do Parque das Ruínas, Rio de Janeiro, Brasil.
Tenham todos um ótimo fim de dia! :-D
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It’s half closed.
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This is the third year this cactus has flowered in the spring. The flowers are the largest cactus flowers I have ever seen. Last year they were 11 inches, which equals 29.74 centimeters, in diameter. To see them fully opened to their maximum size, you have to look early in the morning before the sun warms them and they begin to close.
A now thoroughly excited Beth walked up the hill. Her prickling senses becoming more alert with each step. Innocently unaware that she was no longer playing a role in Dare’s game.
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We appreciate the courtesy of Chatwick University Archives for letting us use the journals in our research, and for permission to use parts for the genesis of “Dare’s Game”.
Dare’s Game
Beth, eagerly looking for Dare, walked straight into Seth’s cunning snare…..
Suffix, circa late 1900’s. It was during this time a fanciful young lady, whom we will call Beth, started a journal which she would faithfully keep over the course of almost 50 years. She led quite an adventuresome life for a lady of that time, and her journals were filled with many tales and observations of her exploits. The following story is derived from events that she penned down in the early years in her journal.
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Beth had known Dare since their childhood. Dare was a handsome free spirited youth only two years her senior, who lived for the games his life had to offer. As his cherished nickname inferred, Dare was always trying to find the thrill out of anything he could think up, relishing to go beyond the pale in anything he attempted. Dare always a little different, harboring feelings and ideas way beyond his years, almost as if he had lived a previous life and retained something from it in his being.
Beth would remember times playing dress up with Dare’s sister Diana in some old gowns of their mothers. It was always then that Dare and his friends seemed to appear and talk them into playing hide n seek, tag or cops n robbers. Dare seemed to take pleasure in cajoling the girls into playing with them in this manner. Eyeing them as they played with a far off look that suggested the game they were playing had more meaning to him than he could ever venture to say. It was hard for Beth to explain it, but she did find it pleasurable (almost erotic using a word whose term she would learn much later) to be observed by him in this way.
One warm fall day Diana and Beth headed down to an old shack located near some railroad tracks at the back of a cornfield. Diana was dressed in a long satin play gown with her mother’s jewelry, which Dare had called rhinestones. Beth, herself dressed in a long flowing dress, loved the way Diana’s jewels twinkled and sparkled as she walked. They were going to pretend the shack was a ballroom and they were one their way to a fancy dance, like Beth’s and Diana’s parents had recently attended. Diana wasn’t supposed to be wearing her mother’s jewelry outside the house, but as a result of Dare’s teasing, had done so anyway.
They had reached the shack, an old white brick building with a wooden roof half fallen in, when a man’s voice suddenly said behind them, what are you two ladies up to? Turning they were confronted by a happily sneering drifter. The grubby man looked around, alone is we, and advanced towards them. The two girls stood petrified, he reached out and probed Diana along her side, pretty dress missy, he said, sparsely toothed mouth grinning like a pumpkin. He suddenly reached up and tore the necklace away from Diana’s throat, sending her falling backwards. Beth screamed bloody murder, as the vagrant turned heel, running off towards the tracks. Suddenly Dare appeared, and Beth, meaning to yell for help, exclaimed instead “help honey” to Dare. Dares eyes took on a very different look, almost of a burning yearning. Beth told him what had happened and he took off down towards the tracks in hot pursuit. For Beth, the look he had given her and the way he had dashed off excited her beyond measure. Even for someone that young, Beth now knew what Dare meant to her. From then on, playing games with Dare took on a heightened meaning for Beth.
But, nothing really changed in their relationship until Beth’s sophomore year of high school. Beth was sixteen at the time, a whimsical being, passionate, innocent, not particularly attractive, but radiating with a love of life. A living free spirit, developing into a very sexual being by the time her and Diana decided to attend their schools prom in their sophomore year. Beth dressed in a fuchsia coloured satin dress with dangling rhinestone earrings that had been” borrowed” from Diana’s Mother, the same ones Diana had been wearing when they had run into the drifter at the shack. Diana slipped into the slinky blue spaghetti strap gown and matching cover-all that she had worn as her cousin’s bridesmaid. She was wearing sapphire costume jewels patterned after the hope diamond. Their parents had given them a hard time when they saw their made up girls in their gowns and finery , admonishing them for looking way too mature. They smiled, consoling their parents fears, and went off on their adventure.
Their eyes were dazzled by the display of lights, the cheerfully student filled room, the band. They had stopped and were letting it all sink in, when Beth felt a hand on her shoulder. She turned and came face to face with Dare, who once again had the same yearning fire in his eyes as on that fateful day at the old shack. A veil was lifted from between the two, and Beth spent the whole evening encompassed in Dare’s arms. Soon after that the two had begun seeing much more of one another. Their relationship was still going strong eight years later.
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8 Years Later
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Come on Dare, let’s go to the Riverside, it will be fun she urged. She had been trying to get her fiancé’ to take her to the exclusive five star resorts for some time. And now she had a free overnight room card she had won at work! Dare looked into Beth’s wide, hope filled eyes, knowing her passion for attending these types of affairs. Ever hopeful she would see someone rich. Dare knew how to use this to his advantage. Finally he buckled, all right, only if we play the game afterwards he bargained. She squirmed inwardly with passion, nodding her agreement. Beth found the game exciting, though she would never let on to Dare. And, you must wear the gold bridesmaid gown and jewels you wore to your friend’s wedding last week , he added, a wistful smile lighting up his thin face.. Okay she agreed, trying to sound reluctant, but truthfully feeling multiple tingles of delight.
Dare was handsome, in a scrawny, thin bearded, sort of way ( From an old photo that survives he resembled a young Johnny Depp… the eds), with a witty writers imagination and a playful disposition. He could always make Beth laugh, feeling his excitement as he drew her into his stories and games. She would never admit to it, but found the game delightfully erogenous. She smiled to herself, so Dare had liked the satin gown after all, he had not shown any interest in her wearing it since the wedding. And the jewelry, the small rhinestone pendent and earrings had been pretty, but Beth soon came up with another idea. She would knock his socks off by wearing the glittering diamonds and emeralds that had been inherited from her grandmother. The set had laid collecting dust in a safety deposit box all these years, unworn. She had never told Dare about them, waiting for the perfect occasion. She could just imagine the look in his eyes when he saw her wearing them. Okay then, game on, Beth thought, wickedly sending shivers up and down her spine.
Dare’s Game was based on role playing:
Dare would give Beth money to purchase a new outfit, something rich and shiny, like silk or satin. With the new outfit, Beth would wear the good gold jewelry she had received from Dare on her birthdays. The idea was to acting like a bored rich girl out for a good time, alone and vulnerable.
Dare would be at the hotel bar, waiting for Beth to make her entrance, then make her acquaintance , playing a debonair, suited gentleman with a mysterious past and a hidden agenda. They would make a date later, usually to dance and have drinks.
Then that evening, she would go down to the bar. Dressed in one of the long gowns Dare favored, fitting in with the usual spillover from a wedding reception that had been held in one of the Ballrooms. Sometimes she would wear the rhinestone jewelry they had purchased together at various antique stores. Then Beth would wait for Dare to make his entrance, signaling the time for Dare’s game. He would assume one of several roles, or possibly a new one that Beth had never seen. In the past Dare had played:
A spy who would dance with Beth, then disappear. Sending a note to Beth via a third person that would have her meet him clandestinely in a remote location…
A highwayman who would come across Beth on the castle grounds , usually the resorts empty gardens at night….
A rich millionaire looking for romance…
A kidnapper hired by an evil uncle, who after tying up Beth and removing her valuables would have a change of heart….
A Jewel thief who would be cunningly after her valuables…
A handsome prince rescuing Beth’s damsel in distress ….
Or Dare’s favorite, centered on their old childhood game of cops and robbers. Dare would play the thief, and steal something from Beth, usually while dancing. He would then leave preset clues around the grounds that she would have to follow to catch him.
All of the games usually led to some playful groping and then escalating into the upper echelons of erotic pleasure. Sometimes they never made out of the woods, or barely out of the ballroom. Beth shivered at these thoughts, wishing she didn’t have to wait….
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Three weeks later at the Riverside Resort.
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In the Bar:
At the bar, Dare smiled to himself, pleased. He had dropped Beth off to check in by herself. She would change into her new outfit and wear it down to the bar for lunch. She would come in acting like a complete stranger to the area. Dare would make her acquaintance, invite her to lunch, and make plans to see her that evening at the resorts dance room. There were two wedding receptions going on, and that dance room should be filled with well-dressed patrons. Beth would fit right in; clad that pretty gown she had promised to wear.
Dare had been sitting at the bar, thinking about ways to play out the game that evening, when the answer came to him, in the form of a stranger who had come with his drink and sat next to him. The stranger introduced himself as Seth, and shaking Dare’s hand sat on the stool next to him. After they had had couple of drinks, they had become quite chummy. Seth explaining he had come up for one of the weddings, and assumed Dare was doing the same. Seth did not fail to observe Dare’s secretive smile, but did not question it. Their conversation was distracted only when a newcomer appeared at the entrance. Beth walked in, a long flowing silky skirt swishing down to her leather sandals. A shiny, long sleeved satin top fitting tightly along her perky figure, with bright gold jewelry complementing the ensemble. Real gold, Seth observed silently to himself.
Beth went to a table, both men going silent as they watched her move through the room. Good-looking one, that, Seth commented, looking at Dare who was deep in thought as his eyes were fixed on the sexy newcomer. Seth teasingly offered Dare a penny for his thoughts. Dare smiled mischievously, letting lose his plans. Seth listened to the young man, smiling as a light went on in his steal grey eyes. When Dare finished he offered up a suggestion as to how Dare could make it really interesting for Beth. The two co-conspirators worked it out: Seth told Dare about a stone hut and wall that was located on the back nine of the resorts golf course. He suggested that he, Seth, would meet Beth that evening and pass a note onto her from Dare saying that he was in trouble and needed her help, with directions to the spot. Dare liked the idea, and wrote the note on a cocktail napkin, cementing the plan by handing it to Seth.
Off you go old chap, let Uncle Seth take care of his end, he said grinning, giving Dare a sporting clap on the back. With a wink, Dare left his fellow collaborator, and went over to Beth, who had since been seated by a male waiter, now standing drooling over her shoulder as she looked at the menu.
Later that same evening, inside the crowded club:
Seth had stopped by the bar for a last drink. His business venture had been concluded earlier than he had expected. With the change in his plans, he had checked out early, his kit packed, boot loaded and the car ready. He now sat at the bar Causley watching young lass of about seventeen who had literally ran into him at one of the receptions. He watched her flirting about the club, weaving in and out of the guests. With a long swishing gown flowing provocatively along her lithe figure, abundant, solid white gold chains swinging out in an alluringly eye catching manner as she scurried about. A diminutive gold ring its half caret diamond flickered playfully from the petite pinky it loosely surrounded once again welcomed his contemplation. The lass presented quite an intriguing gold feathered fledgling, just begging to be plucked. He looked around, spying her parents on the dance floor. The father/husband, despite being an excellent dancer, gave him no interest. It was his partner, the wife/ mother, decked out in a iridescent suit and long swishing satin skirt upon which he now was reexamining. He again studied under the bright dance floor lights her fine pearls dangling from her ears, throat, and wrists. But it was the Ladies’ two rings that stole the show for him; an engagement ring with a rock of at least 2 carets surrounded by numerous shimmering half caret stones and a pinky ring similar to her daughters, that proudly displayed a single white solitaire diamond of at least one caret that had garnered his consideration. He also reconsidered the facts that he had been able to garnish about the lady who wore them, and her husband. The wife/mother was a heavy drinker who would not be expected to make any kind of appearance before noon. Hubby was a golfer, who would be out for breakfast at five am before being on the links at 6 am the next morning . At 5 :15 Seth was planning to pay a visit to his suite, and relieve his two ladies of their expensive trinkets. It should be an easy straight forward caper, that had Seth bristling with anticipation at the prospect.
As he was tossing down the last of his drink he remembered about Dare and the note he still had in his pocket. Setting down the empty glass, he pulled the note out and looked at it, kids he smirked, and was preparing to crinkle toss it on the bar and leave, when his eyes caught sight of Beth. He had felt his breath taken away when he saw her. Not at all what he had expected, he would say to Beth much later in the evening. He looked over the note, stirrings of a plan began formulating. All thoughts of the dancing couple and his plans fled his mind, as He rose, throwing a fiver on the bar and went off to intercept Beth.
Seth held Beth in his arms, she was a vivacious little thing he thought, while smiling charmingly into her eyes. She seemed a little apprehensive at first, but had settled right in when he had told her this had been set up by Dare, remember me at the bar with him this afternoon he had consoled her, she had smile brightly into his eyes in answer. He relished in the feel of her warm satin gown, and allowed himself to be mesmerized by the shimmer of her diamonds.
It reminded him of the diamonds that had been worn by one of his dance partners earlier that evening at a reception. He had forgotten her name, but not her diamonds, one of which now resided in a hidden compartment of his roadsters boot, along with the diamond pin he had slipped off the satin cape he had cordially help a well-dressed lady put on. He had also shelved his plans for his 5:15 am “meeting” at the golf playing husbands hotel room, Beth’s jewels were a much more lucrative prospect.
When the dance had ended he took her to the bar and sat her down, ordering her a drink. She seemed a little perplexed, Seth kissed her gloved hand; wait for it he told her mysteriously, winking into her eyes. Beth had winked back, the fire in her heart reflecting deep in her eyes. Seth left, smiling cleverly to himself as he took in his surroundings. He looked around as he walked away, now where had the little imp gotten off too?
He had decided that the seventeen year old in the long flirting gown would play a very different role in his plans. He approached her, with Dares note and a twenty. Thought for a moment about the pair of thick platinum gold chains dangling from her throat down the open neckline of the girl’s glossy gown, then banished the though, he had bigger fish to filet. The twenty caught her attention and she eagerly listened as he explained to her what to do, pointing out Beth sitting, waiting in earnest at the bar. Wait until she finishes her drink, Seth told her as she listened eagerly. She took the twenty into her hand, the half caret diamond on her pinky ring flashing, and her gold chain bracelets jangled as she grasped it. Seth left, figuring he had about twenty minutes to stop at his car, get a few items from the boot, and put his plan in motion.
Beth had curiously received the note from the attractively shy young lady, clad a slinky gown that made her appear years older. Reading it she folded it and was just getting up when a man wearing a suit came up to her and offered to let her dance with him. It took her some time, before she was finally able to ward him off and leave the brilliantly lit clubroom for the dark, forbidding grounds outside.
Now, a thoroughly excited Beth walked up the hill. Her senses becoming more prickling alert with each step. Innocently unaware that she was no longer playing a role in Dare’s game!
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Epilogue:
As Seth walked away admiring the shimmery necklace, his thoughts travelled back to the gold burdened impish youngster in the swirling gown, and her pearl and diamond laden mother. Revisiting his original plans he decided that he liked the odds, especially since they would be against him. With the father leaving early to meet his cronies for breakfast the Mother should be still sleeping off her drink induced stupor, the hyperactive girl should still be out cold, but presented no risk if she awoke, he had more rope. The ladies jewels should be lying about in the apartment, or handedly on their persons( the pairs of diamond pinky rings, as well as the multi-diamond engagement ring flashed once again across his memory with all their brilliant glory),as he caught fire with the vision. There could be a safe he reasoned, but with a tied up daughter and a knife in his hand, the mother should have no issue opening it for him, or disclosing anywhere else her jewels may have been hidden . But if there was no safe, and the rings, pearls and solid white gold chains were somewhere in the room, he knew he would be able to noiselessly break in, find and slip the jewels from wherever they were perched, and be safely on his way without even causing the slightest stir from the sleeping woman and her daughter. It was a road Seth had travelled down many times. He prickled at the thought, as he foresightedly tallied up the potential haul while making his way to the car. The Mother/wife’s diamond rings, would easily fetch him at least three grand, probably close five with her pearls and the whelp’s jewelry added in. About a quarter of what he probably would get for the jewels now in his procession, so he mused inquisitively to himself, so ,was it worth the risk of his 20,000 bird in hand? Yes he answered himself, as all too familiar and welcome tingling sensation overwhelmed Seths muscular body. Like Dare, Seth like to play risky games, especially those which promised to be somewhat profitable. It would be a tantalizingly chancy gamble of his own; to wait a safe distance away while things cooled down and then return to break into the un protected sleeping ladies chamber.. He knew just the place to hide , and it would be a perfect spot to watch events unfold around Beth and Dare, while making his plans! It also afforded a nicely secret hiding nook for the ill-gotten gains collected so far that evening in case something went wrong, which it wouldn’t..
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Dr. Seuss, Oh the Things you can Think.
On a total Dr. Seuss kick right now in our home after seeing Seussical. Not that I mind much, i love reading them the Seuss books, though, i do find myself talking/thinking in a Seuss-like beat for a while after.
Tim Brown, the CEO of product design firm IDEO, hosted a MLab Experimentation Jam today.
“The fastest way to learn is to build it. We build to think. We prototype to learn.”
while in a focus group with surgeons, they grabbed what they could and cobbled together a prototype… and quickly learned what would be cumbersome and what would work for a nasal router of sorts.
“Management often picks from a set of choices. In design, we try to create choices.”
“How can we look out at the world for inspiration, not answers?”
Role Play. Improv.
Side survey: 70% Macs and 60% “non right-handed” people at IDEO.
Gary Hamel, on right, opened with “stupidity is contagious.”
I think that sometimes we take for granted the resources that are available to us in the computer and internet age. Timetables, N&P, LSP Bulletins, Busview, e-groups, all at our fingertips. Even for those without computer access, technological advances enable traditional trade and enthusiast magazines to present totally up-to-the-minute news.
It wasn't quite the same back in 1993. No on-line resources (and very few of us had computers anyway), and the news in trade and enthusiast magazines was often weeks or months old. N&P was only available in hardcopy, and cost a small fortune. So it was still possible to be totally surprised by something that one knew nothing about.
As I was on 9th November 1993 by this conundrum: former Yorkshire Rider Freight Rover / Dormobile D761 JUB belonging, according to its legal lettering, to the Croydon Bus & Coach Company; at an address in Orpington; running a bus service in St Albans.
In fact it turned out that this was the return of Little Jim, who had started route 456 to Jersey Farm Estate a couple of weeks earlier.
Sammy does not like me to take his tennis ball. And by the look he often gives me, he doesn't even like me to think about it ;-)
Explore #443 03.24.08
August 2008
Let us clear our throats...cough3, gag3, ralf3 n all yo evil peepoz faces... ;) heh heh heh
August 1st
Alexis Collins - 11yrs old
MySpace Jim Kikuchi I think Happy Bday
Larry Vasquez Happy Bday
August 2nd
Chassidy Nee - 15yrs old
Chad Amononce 21 yrs old ;)
August 4th
Kiani Lilly bday aka Zary "Baldogo" N Eddie Lillyz Dtr N Federal Way Washington
Adam May bday
barack obama 08.04.61 bday
my.barackobama.com/page/content/semr?source=SEM-register-...
Jeff Gordon 08.04.71 bday
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jeff_Gordon
August 6th
Ring n eh oloz wed'n 2000 n 2006 ;) aye Cleo McKeague and Na Kama at gorden beez...huz ohana sat at our table after eye left again cleo? hhhmmm wm k voz? heh heh heh...cheerleaderz....chee hee wit all dem soulJAHz!!!
Kuzn Noelle Dagdaganz 7th Bday muah ={) nyse c'n u allz this past Sunday, August 10th at D Ykele Clubhouse...go Waipio Little Leaguerz!!! Show them all wut u gots!!!
August 8th
Melissa (Wakilina) Maile "Mok" Banglos bday 87 grad Waipahu hi
Drew Lachey 08.08.76 chee hee...
watched on 68 aka Lifetime "I Do (But I Don't)" Denise Richards and Dean Cain =) Relesed 13 September 2004 (USA) Denise Richards plays Lauren, (seperated from her estranged husband not divorced) wedding-planner who falls for the groom-to-be NICK Dean Cain who was never engaged n that movie until at the very end 2 Lauren =). It was his kah yute brother =) James Nicholas Carino Brother wuz its? 3 of them...soh gorgeous ;) Almost like the "wedding planner" with Jennifer Lopez and Matthew McConaughey (2001). =)
August 9th
u got meye text 102.7 da bomb baby morning crew...chee hu ;)
Chris Robb Leilehua High School Grad 1988 and 4mer ARA Leisure Service Worker aka Aloha Stadium and on HomeGrownHawaii.com
August 10th
Leonard A Tabuyo - Gaurdian Angel
Waipio Little Leaguers Supporters at the Ykele Golf Clubhouse 3-8pm Waipio Hawai'i 4, Nevada 3 !!GREAT JOB ALL!! Awesome Gift!!!
August 11th
cruz'n wit Jenn...Pearl City Wal*Mart n Hi again Fats =) Aloha 2 all D McKeagues n Wal*Mart Crew 4 me thanx =)....then Pearl City Longs Drugs...kah yute coca cola dude n der ;) heh heh heh....pearl highlands food court 4 lunch...sneezing up aye storm...thanx 4 lunch jenn chinese food...then off 2 Pricebusters...then dinner n waipio like always...thanx 4 las weeks din din kal bi n shirmp n tuh knight was spageti n chilis..thanx =) then vent about meye dramahz n meye stalker leyef...all that eye've been thru...angels watching ovah me, thank God eyem aleyev tuh day...heh heh heh thanx meye na anela!!! home at 1045pm ...zzzzzzz n thanx again Jenn N Jerr...next monday? n thanx 4 ur calls again peepoz...selective...sorreh...das meye ship...heh heh heh
August 12th
Sir Mix aye "baby got back" Lot 45yo
August 13th
Don Ho's 78th - Guardian Angel
thanx 102.7 da bomb baby!!
August 15th
Admissions Day...NO SCHOOL!!
Waipio Little Leaguers (3) vs. Shelton National, Conn. (1), noon, ESPN2 3pm ESPN !!GOOD LUCK and show D world wut u all gots!!
District 7 Waipio All Stars aka "West" Waipahu Hawai'i
at Little League World Series 2008 Williamsport, Pennsylvania
Friday, Aug. 15— Hawaii (4) vs. Shelton National, Conn. (3), noon Hawai'i Time, ESPN2
August 16th
Colt Brennan - Bday Washington redskins #5
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Colt_Brennan
Dr Phil - Bday
Elvis Presley D Annie - Gaurdian Angel
Aloha Stadium 11am - 1pm 4 our Hawn US Troopers Ceremony who will all be deployed overseas =( JAH Bless n B witu allz!!!
www.hawaiireporter.com/storyPrint.aspx?03b81a82-b851-402f...
Aloha Stadium Deployment Ceremony Set for 1,700 Soldiers
29th Infantry Brigade Combat Team (IBCT) will attempt to set the Guinness World Record for the largest group hug
August 17th
MySpace Shawna-get choke shawnaz on meye meye space lol
Waipio Little Leaguers (10) vs. Citrus Park, Tampa, Fla. (2), 2 p.m., ESPN2
Come One, Come All, Tell One, Tell All!! Supporters show your support 4 our Hawai'i Team at
The Shack Mililani (808) 627-1561
95-221 Kipapa Drive
1pm - weneverz...
remind me vicari ohana...brainfarts...thanx
c u all then =) Go Hawai'i!!!!
August 18th
MySpace LA New Space bday
MySpace Libby Holiday bday
August 19th
Arnold Respico - Campbell 87 Grad bday
Michele Calderon Pascual from Waialua now San Jose bday
Travis Anguay - Ewa/Parents: Joanne N Joe bday
August 20
!!Happy Bday Khade Paris!! of D
District 7 Waipio All Stars aka "West" Waipahu Hawai'i
Wed., Aug. 20, 8 p.m. Eastern Time/2 p.m Hawaii Time
ESPN/ESPN360.com U.S. Semifinal -- First Place B "West" Waipahu Hawai'i (9) vs. Second Place A "Northwest" Mill Creek, Wash. (4)
2 p.m Hawaii Time
Family N Supporters @ Big City Diner N Waipio; 94-800 Ukee St. Waipahu Hawai'i (808) 678-8868
August 21st
Hawaii was admit'd 2 d union as our 50th State !!Happy Bday Hawai'i!!
Niko Papasideris Happy Bday
August 22nd
Alessandra Echauri - 7yrs old San Jose California Parents Jenn/Alfredo n 2 brothers n me 4got ur wed'n date 2002 wen chas n eye danced 4 all yallz at d ko'olau golf n countreh club...me bad...brain otots.... ;)
August 23rd
Braddah Jessie bday 87 grad Waipahu hi "Balut Mastah" Coloma of Halelehua O'ahu Hud ;) Fix my my space muzak...u wen sabatage um again ah...pos tuh p "hell fire" ooklah the moc !!!! ;) Say Hi 2 all n dah hud fo me...tanx ah!!!
Saturday, Aug. 23
International 6:30am Hawai'i Time, Japan (4) vs. tba Mexico (5) 12:30PM ET Lamade Stadium
U.S. championships U.S. championships 3:30 p.m. ET
District 7 Waipio All Stars aka "West" Waipahu Hawai'i (4-0) "7" vs.
"Southwest" South Lake Charles Lake Charles, Louisiana (3-2) "5", 9:00 a.m., ABC
Family N Supporters @ Mililani Golf Club (808) 623-2222, 95-176 Kuahelani Ave Mililani Hawai'i
August 24th
MySpace Rajahdat bday
Duke Paoa Kahinumokoehulikohola Kahanamoku - Gaurdian Angel bday
Sunday, Aug. 24—2008 Little League World Series 2008 @ Williamsport, Pennsylvaniachampionship, 9:00 a.m. ABC Hawai'i Time
!!G00D Luck all! n show dem all wut u gots!!!!
World Series championship, 9:00 a.m. ABC Hawai'i Time
3:30 PM ET Lamade Stadium World Series Championship Game
Mexico (5-0) "3" vs. District 7 Waipio All Stars aka "West" Waipahu Hawai'i (5-0) "12"
Family N Supporters @ Mililani Golf Club (808) 623-2222, 95-176 Kuahelani Ave Mililani Hawai'i
Waipi'o Hawaii celebrates its LLWS championship triumph 2008
Waipio Major's Little League Day
heh heh heh rca ;) n stevens Ohana ;)
sports.espn.go.com/sports/llws08/index
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www.littleleague.org/series/2008divisions/llbb/series.htm
August 25th
Aaliya D Annie 2001 - Gaurdian Angel
Dexter and Michelle Wed'n Annie 2001
Steven N Makiko Choy Wed'n Annie 2002
Cecile N Jhun Tiotio Wed'n Annie 2007 - Canada Kuznz
MySpace Anna Fabia Bday- C/O 88 Ypahu Grad
Rachel Rays 40th Bday
August 26th 2006
Justin Cruz Bday ;) Rumours?
Wed'n Annie Faustina "Tina" and Christopher Laguit 2 Lagit 2 quit...u all remember dat meye space bs? heh heh heh eye know...d lost www misses meh...heh heh heh....me b bak wen sum booh tay get REAL oloz..n nutts pah lastik leyek on July 21, 2007...dramah stunt Mario of Kakaako....speaking of Drama Stunts...scroll down 2 August 31, 2007
August 30th
Armandoz going away BBQ =( 4pm
Pacheco Twins 1st Bday Party =)
August 31st
Shawna and Danny's Pacheco Twins bday
Shaydan N Shadan 1yr old - Hilo Hawai'i....if I'm not mistaken....but party IZ here N Honolulu O'ahu...Saturday or Sunday Marj? planz changed...soh sorreh...
Twin Baby Shower 4 Helen Sadora Aoki
Dramah Stunt Mario of Ka'kaako calling meye cell fone n mek jibberish...so beat aroun dah hau bush pete n Cpl Lei aye? Get 2 dah point!!!! how long u been living n town..."owh aye wheyel..." so pukah panteh ansah =p heh heh heh...u grew up yet? lemeno..tanx ah...until den...sum booh tay going still treye touch meye booh tay...get it? got it? GREAT! Butt we show dah dramah stunt mastah aye Brian rub against meh n fashion 45 and boxah fred...so gorgeous...muah ={) hope eye didnt get u guyz busted if u all married or get gfrenz....heh heh heh....owh lowie boy, wen can eye post his demon sending eml from hiz pakalolo account...p me off samoa pah leez...n eye will....jus fyi ;)
(Negative Veyeb...eye GOTCHA...we shall PASS!!!) Level 4 Night Club N D Royal Hawaiian Shopping Center was it? V I P Leyen adults? thanx =) 4 d 411...pass gass...thanx =)
Haffeh Burfdei 2 yeoo!!! woowh!!!
Yeoo live N Duh Zeoo!!! woowh!!!
U L@@K like Juan Monkeh!!!! woowh!!!
N yeoo shmell like Juan Toe!!! woowh!!!
Jus Kidding, Haffah good Juan wit all yo family and frenz...n let dem all b positive Y 10-Q
As 4 all that who has passed....respect the passed, therefore, never b 4goten!!!!
SoulJAH Auntie/Mommy Lourdes Saludes Madriaga
P.S. n meye supahman belated Bday Dean Cain ;) 42 yesterday 7.31.2008...chee hu!!!
N eh booh tay eye missed? so sorreh...pah leez 4give me...tanx ah...
peace out!!!
- Think of me when you're out, when you're out there..I'll beg you nice from my knees when the world treats you way too fairly, It's a shame i'm a dream..All I wanted was you, all I wanted was you..I think I'll pace my apartment a few times and fall asleep on the couch, and wake up early to black and white re-runs?, That escaped from the mouth..All I wanted was you, all I wanted was you..I could follow you to the beginning and just relive the start, and maybe then we'll remember to slow down to all of our favorite parts..All I wanted was you! ♥
I think therefore I was? No, I think there for I think? No, I think there for I forget, wait, I think therefore I.. I ... Lets see, two letters.. I think, therefore I .. Im not sure ...
I am
Purple Part I.
As I sit and think about what I want to write about today I am lacking for a theme photo. I want to take a photo of something purple but nothing around me catches my eye or is even the color purple. Then it dawns on me, my shaving gel's container has purple on it, so I take some photos of that for lack of finding anything purple other than a purple shirt… come to find my memory stick for the camera is purple, it was closer than I thought, just out of view.
On October 20, 2010 people around the country (and world) were asked to wear purple in honor of 6 gay boys who committed suicide in the past weeks and months. I honored them by wearing purple that day along with many many other people no matter what their sexual orientation is. What a great way to remember these tragedies.
The color purple on the pride flag represents spirit and it was felt that this would best honor them. The Pride Flag was created by Gilbert Baker, a friend of Harvey Milk's in 1978 (I was 5). It has been used ever since its debut in San Francisco at the Freedom Day Parade. Originally it bared 8 strips Pink, Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Turquoise, Blue, and Purple but later shed 2 of the stripes; Pink and Turquoise.
Bullying has been in the headlines for over a decade as a growing concern in American schools; private and public and not just in kindergarten – High school but spilling over into colleges. This is something that should no longer be tolerated in any school and swift punishments need to be handed out until the problem is solved… but will that really put a stop to bullying? I don't think it will unfortunately, but there has to be some way of combating the issue…
Bullying goes into a wide range of things and isn't limited to being called a fag or queer… It can spread to anything anyone feels isn't ‘normal’ or isn't what they are i.e. people that are poor, overweight, under weight, have a big nose, didn't ‘mature’ yet and the list goes on. Name calling though seems harmless enough leaves some pretty deep scars and I know this from experience…
Part 1, Memories that are not unique to just me, but still haunt me to this day.
I was bullied through middle school and high school. My parents were not wealthy and growing up in a wealthy town [Not sure what the average income was back when I lived there, but as of 2007 it was roughly between $245,844 - $296,821] I got bullied for the clothes I wore and the lack of money my family had… I would love to say I was so mature that it didn't matter, but it did… I wanted to be like my other classmates and that even rolled over into my sexuality…
I was gay and frankly I knew it. I knew I liked other boys since I was probably 5 and only one other person knew that (well that I told anyway) and that was my best friend Brian. Brian and I had been friends since kindergarten and in the 4th grade he and I started messing around… innocent enough really but when we started getting bullied about how much time we spent together and how we must be fags Brian ended our friendship and relationship at the begging of our 8th grade year. Not only did he end it all, but he joined in and started bullying me with my classmates.
I wanted to die, I lost any hope that life would get better and every single day I hated going to school and I hated myself. I hated myself for being different and I couldn't understand why this was happening to me. Was I being punished for something I had done? Did I not go to church enough? Was I not loving enough to my family, was I just simply evil? As the weeks went by… these thoughts raced through my head more and more. I tried to change the way I felt about girls and went to a couple of dances with ‘dates' which was not easy to do when everyone is calling you a fag and pushing you in the hallways at school. I managed to get two dates to two different dances that year and not that it meant I had to marry them or even do anything like kiss them, there was simply nothing there… no feelings, no thoughts other than me trying not to check out the other boys dressed up and thinking how cute they looked..........
"Gifted children are often ‘big picture thinkers’ and if the child understands the purpose of the task and where it fits into the bigger picture of the family, class, year’s work or developing a skill, they are more likely to be compliant." From Rebecca Howell's blog post on motivating gifted children, at creatingcurriculum.wordpress.com/2012/06/17/motivations-o.... I have omitted a few words to suit this graphic medium.
For more gifted education blogs, see ultranet.giftededucation.org.nz/WebSpace/696/ and ultranet.giftededucation.org.nz/WebSpace/443/
Th photograph, by Jon Glittenberg, has an attribution license. See www.flickr.com/photos/jglitten/3167874991/in/photostream/
After all the damage inflicted by a team of decorators and a two year restoration job - we are delighted to see this piece re-emerge this week.
Coincides with the directive from our Boss for greater reporting accuracy at Prank Sky Media, in the new year.
With thanks to our dedicated photographers, full credit to all where it's due.
Long live the King and a very merry Christmas from all of us here at PSM...
Dave, Alan and Gail, Prank Sky Media, Hackney, London
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If your Yahoo! ID is based in Singapore, Germany, Hong Kong or Korea you will only be able to view safe content based on your local Terms of Service so won’t be able to turn SafeSearch off.
In other words that means, that users from those countries can not access photos on flickr that are not flagged "safe" ... only flowers and landscapes for them ...Copy and upload this picture to your account - show flickr who we are!
deutsch:
flickr sperrt uns aus! Und auch dich!
Seit gestern werden für deutsche Nutzer keine Bilder mehr angezeigt, die als 'moderate' oder 'restricted' markiert sind! Es gibt keine Moeglichkeit das umzustellen - das ist eine grobe Unverschämtheit und Frechheit von flickr!
Lade dieses Bild runter und poste es in deinem Account! Lass uns das Bild überall auf flickr verteilen und es in 'Interestingness' heben!! So geht es nicht!
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Espanol:
No sé cuando, pero muy recientemente a las cuentas de Alemania, Hong Kong, Corea y Singapur les han prohibido ver las fotos que están en el Safe Search, las mismas en las que a nosotros nos dan la opcíón de ver o no ver. A ellos simplemente se lo prohiben. Chale no?
Francais:
Si votre compte Yahoo! est basé à Singapour, à Hong Kong, en Corée ou en Allemagne, vous ne pourrez voir que les photos qui n'ont pas été marquées comme ayant un contenu qui peut choquer. Toutes les autres ne vous seront pas accessibles. Vous serez donc condamnés à ne voir que des paysages et des fleurs. Il ne faut pas laisser faire ça. Envoyez cette photo sur votre compte pour montrer à Flickr que nous savons nous mobiliser contre la censure !
Portugues:
Se a tua conta yahoo e de Singapura, Hong Kong, Koreia e Alemanha.. vc so podera ver fotos comportadas..rs, digo censuradas.. Todas as outras nao serao acessiveis , apenas flores abelhas e anjinhos.. bem-vindos a mais um absurdo Flickr..kkkkkkk
Junte-se a nos, proteste..porque o proximo pode ser vc, seu pais, sua conta, ou o diabo a quatro...
Italiano:
Se il tuo ID yahoo è localizzato a Singapore, in Germania oppure ad Hong Kong o in Korea potrai vedere solo foto dal contenuto che è in accordo con il locale accordo dei termini di servizio per cui gli utenti flickr di quelle nazioni non potranno cambiare da SafeSearch on in SafeSearch off.
In altri termini, ciò significa che gli utenti tedeschi e delle altre nazioni citate non potranno accedere a foto su flickr che non siano flaggate "safe"
e quindi solo fiori e paesaggi per i tedeschi.
Copia e carica nel tuo stream quest' immagine sul tuo account - mostra a flickr chi siamo!
Česky:
Je-li tvé Yahoo! ID vedené pod Singapurem, Německem, Hong Kongem nebo Koreou, uvidíš jen "bezpečný obsah" opírající se o lokální Podmínky používání služby, a tudíž nebudeš moci vypnout funkci SafeSearch.
Jinými slovy, němečtí a jiní uživatelé neuvidí fotografie které nemají označení "safe".
Pro Němce - jen kytičky a krajinky!
Nechceme aby se to stalo!!!
Zkopíruj si a uploadni tento obrázek do svého streamu: ukažme Flickru, kdo jsme!
Kdo bude další...?!?!?!?!?!?!? (translation of this last one: Historicus)
A few more shots of what I think will be my shorebird of the year. Phalaropes are rare here. I saw some this past spring far out in a wet field and prior to that the last and only other time I recall seeing one was in 2014 when one was found at the beach.
This bird here was around for a few days prior to this far out on a distant mud flat that isn't accessible by foot, but on this day it was found forging along the shoreline of the park where we could see it up close and get some photos. I arrived just as heavy cloud cover with no end in sight was rolling in on a morning that was supposed to be sunny. I was a bit frustrated with that, but after half an hour blue skies could be seen in the distance and 15 minutes later the sun returned. I caught these photos of this hyperactive bird in the 15 or so minutes it hung around in the sun before it flew further down the shoreline. I think this was the only day it was seen on the shoreline and I think this was the last day it was around. The next several days were heavy rain. Both the shoreline and the beach were washed away by the rains putting a likely end to the shorebird season.
CC Most Versatile abstract: Your unique style
My unique style? A notebook computer connected to a docking port so I still can use a real mouse and keyboard and monitor at my desk. The stapler is because I still like paper. A mixture of older and newer and because I'm not as young as I used to be, a helpful prompt to Think!