i sneeze a LOT. i'm talking awful uncontrollable i better have kleenex IN MY HAND before it starts sneezes. thusly, i always have a packet of tissue in my purse. so since i had the machine and scrap fabric out- i thought i'd try to make a tissue cosy!! i found a bunch of tutorials, took a little something from each and voila! tissue cosy! hello kitty tissues courtesy of my fantastic soon to be husband.

We were walking home from school and I did something that tickled her funny bone and she looked up and behind at me laughing uncontrollably.

I know one day she may not find me that funny anymore, at least I can look at this picture and remember a time when she did

That's not rice, it's rat and mouse shit.

A contrast in grasstracking styles: leg trailer Tim Nobes (left), the so-called Cotswolds Express, from Aston Magna, overtakes on the outside foot forward practitioner Martin Adams, from Shropshire, during 350cc solos practice for the seventh Master of Midshires Grasstrack Championship. Unfortunately, only one of the classification finals, the 250cc solos, was run because the Master of Midshires had to be abandoned after 40 of 46 scheduled races owing to rider concerns over the dangers posed by uncontrollable dust. Admission was £15 and a 32-page programme sold for £2. Estimated attendance was about 1,500. The meeting was staged in memory of the late Peter Maddison, a generous sponsor of grasstrack clubs and riders, who died in 2016.

I was laid down with a second bout of flu yesterday evening, and in the afternoon fell asleep on the sofa.

Was in bed by seven, slept through the football, mostly, only to wake up at 11 with uncontrollable coughing.

As you do.

Anyway, earlier in the day, two magpies ponder whether to have peanuts of shredded fat for breakfast. Or both.

surrendered to the uncontrollable.

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Footed Pajamas: Inducing Uncontrollable Laughter and Smiles Since 1573 (or....whenever they were invented)

The Summer Sangha came back better than ever! Nine bhaktis, eight days, lots of kirtan, a group art project and some uncontrollable laughter made up this year's Summer Sangha. Take a look at some of the highlights below!

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My work is a way my to control my longing for a sense of belonging. I use tension and balance as a method to harness the uncontrollable organic within a blunt and hard frame.

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A shot of the front wheels, as adjusted/supplied from the manufacturer.

I plan on aligning the wheels with something like a 1/4" tow in.

UPDATE: Tow IN - Was a BAD idea, steering was uncontrollable even at low speed.

They just need some sailcloth and pearl clothes and glossed lips and they're ready to go! The humidity finally relented. Charybdis, Undine (my favourite), Arethusa, and Atlantis.

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The Drowned Sisters were once princesses, and their father ruled from a white-stone castle on a high cliff by the sea.

When their father was killed in a coup, the overthrower decided it was too dangerous to leave them alive, even as slaves, and he had them thrown into the choppy waters.

But the Ocean saw them dying and although he was too late to save them, he took pity on them: into their grey lips he breathed a sort of unlife; into their broken hearts he placed a spell of great beauty and subtlety, that gave them watery memories of their waking lives as they moved beneath the waves.

Now they spend their time among the kelp and the seals, luring sailors to their deaths or dragging them up from the deeps when their ship runs ashore: fickle, lovely, and forever bound to the sea...

ARETHUSA:

Arethusa is the second-youngest Drowned Sister, and is nearly as sweet in death as she was in life. A merry prankster, she has a heart of gold, and loves to flirt with sailors leaning over to gape at her and call out, only to vanish when their fellows rush over to see. But if any sailor is too far under her spell, she will carry him back up to be rescued: she is playful, not cruel.

UNDINE

The second-eldest, Undine is quiet and morose, and has never quite reconciled herself to what happened to her. Some rumors say that the scar beneath her breast is where she removed her own heart in a futile attempt to cease her feeling. Surely, some say, she acts like a heartless soul: silent, cold, inscrutable--but it is she who is most likely to silently pluck a drowning sailor from the water and bring him to shore.

ATLANTIS

The eldest and wisest, Arethusa is a mediator. She is not good: she is just. She weighs the deeds of the sailors brought to her to determine their fates, and behaves in every way like the queen she would have been, had she survived her drowning. Behind the impassive mask is a mind bent on righteousness and balance.

CHARYBDIS

The youngest and an accomplished sorceress, Charybdis has a violent temper and a strange sense of what constitutes "fun." Her rage is uncontrollable and sudden as a sea change: from troubled brooding one instant to screaming, murderous fury the next. She is truly the spirit of the tempest.

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This was after 2 bags of crap was taken out. It was packed so solid you couldn't get a finger around anything to pry it out.

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Mischievous. Ingenious. Uncontrollable.

Today we have docked at Skagway. We will disembark at 0700 for the train to the Yukon Territory. My human companions have been prone to fits of uncontrollable laughter. I fear this will hinder any chance to encounter Ursus Arctos

BACKGROUND:

Click here to read my first post about her and see the photos of us getting her from her horrible previous "home". You must see these photos to understand fully where Amelia comes from: www.flickr.com/photos/dogislove/1795544836/

New thread - Friends of Barbaro now helping bring attention to Amelia :) forums.prospero.com/alexbrown/messages?msg=19552.1

Amelia left NCARES in November after being rescued from a life on a chain to go to Great Dane rescue, where she would be subsequently placed in a home that was waiting for her. However, Amelia's GI problems worsened again, and we felt it best to wait until she was healthy before her adoption. This just hasn't happened, unfortunately.

Amelia goes from extreme diarrhea where she has uncontrollable leakage, to being impacted...and she is currently having he bladder & bowels expressed several times per day, and every few days she returns to the vet to have it done more completely. Since battling a horrible UTI, and finding blood & yeast in her stool, a herniation was found in her colon, which may explain the reason she is not able to strain to have a bowel movement, and may also be putting pressure on her urethra, preventing her from urinating normally. Another possible factor in her not being able to relieve herself normally could be the severe fractures from physical abuse that were seen on her radiographs, which have resulted in severe spondylosis & degenerative joint disease in her spine as they have healed. Despite such abuse and neglect, she still remains sweet and loving and trusting of humans. Truly amazing and inspirational.

Gloria, the rescuer from CSCADR who has been taking such wonderful care of Amelia, called me in tears on 1/17, sobbing as Amelia licked her face. We had previously discussed that if Amelia required very expensive vet care to fix her problem, we just wouldn't be able to help her from a financial standpoint and we would have to have her euthanized. Our worst fears were actually facing us as she sat there with Amelia at the vet's office and she was told of the various tests & surgeries that lay in Amelia's future to diagnose & treat her. We couldn't accept the fact that in her 2 short years on this earth she would fight to survive horrible abuse and neglect, then finally her lucky day would arrive when we rescued her, only to be killed because her treatment would cost too much.

Here's a breakdown of the complex coordination of events that will be coming together over the course of Amelia's treatment so everyone can sort of know "the overall game plan".

**There are two separate offices in the same clinic...Veterinary Surgical Care (VSC) for surgeries and Veterinary Medical Care (VMC) for internal medicine. These two offices are run as two separate business in the same office. They do not overlap their billing at all.

**VMC (Dr. Nicastro & Dr. Jameson) will be responsible for doing Amelia's MRI, Echocardiogram if needed, CAT Scan if needed, and any other skilled diagnostic tests that may be necessary. Amelia had her refferral appt here today, 1/30/08, with Dr. Nicastro. (Amelia was taken to WVC on 1/21, for another thorough bowel & bladder expression - this will be done probably several times by WVC to keep her comfortable until her surgery can be scheduled.)

**VSC (Dr. Bianucci) will be responsible for repairing Amelia's herniated colon, and at the same time any biopsies if necessary based on the pancreatic bloodwork which will be back to VSC by then. This surgery will happen hopefully very soon after her referral appt on 1/30 to VSC-Internal Medicine.

**Once she recovers from the hernia repair, since it is the most urgent, we'll get her referred again to VSC-Surgery, who will do Amelia's myelogram to evaluate the damage to her spine to see if spinal surgery is necessary to improve the spondylosis & degenerative joint disease. If so, they would also do the actual spinal surgery if deemed necessary once those tests are in.

Phew!!! Amelia could have her own planning committee!!! lol For now we have the vet listed as VSC-Surgical for donations b/c we KNOW she will be having her hernia repaired and that's where the most expensive procedures will be done. Luckily, a lot of donations have been sent via Fundable.com and PayPal and checks mailed to NCARES in her name, so those funds can be sent directly where they are needed when they are needed. See below for info on donating directly to the vet's office before calling/sending money directly to them.

Amelia is only about 2 years old, so she has lots of life left to live, and she's spent all of it except a few months being beaten and starved. She deserves this chance that all of you are making possible.

So, send this to anyone & everyone you know...if everyone who heard about this donated $1, it would be a miracle.

Donations can be made in several ways:

Gosh, I soooo hate asking for money, but it is not for me, it is for this sweet girl, so I have to do it. Thank you in advance to anyone and everyone who can give any amount at all! And if you can't donate, send prayers, well-wishes, & healing thoughts :)

The Summer Sangha came back better than ever! Nine bhaktis, eight days, lots of kirtan, a group art project and some uncontrollable laughter made up this year's Summer Sangha. Take a look at some of the highlights below!

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With every passing day I realize how little I can control my life and the events that go on around me. How am I to cope?

This concept derived from a few days’ worth of research involving Sports Illustrated style photos with a different take on lighting. Most photographers who approach sports photography miss a few important pieces when attempting this kind of shoot. First the time of day was 3pm, harsh sunlight and glares added for a mix on uncontrollable conditions we have to adjust for. Shooting into the sun was achieved by using polarizers, strobes and speedlights were used to create that bronzing effect on the skin.

The Summer Sangha came back better than ever! Nine bhaktis, eight days, lots of kirtan, a group art project and some uncontrollable laughter made up this year's Summer Sangha. Take a look at some of the highlights below!

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A good scratch is a very satisfying thing... male Robin taking time out from holding territory, attracting a female and feeding to take care of an uncontrollable itch.

Happiest child in the world (A different view competition)

India – the world’s largest democracy

An economic powerhouse, potential superpower fuelled by a population explosion

This is the view which we are accustomed to.

Poverty remains an uncontrollable constant threat

An undesired companion to this success story

This dark horror haunts even the most affluent of cities

A cycle that only a few are lucky to escape

Another view, which we in the developed world acknowledge, possibly ignore.

This child, an “economic” migrant

Upon completion of an audacious move to Punjab, North India from Bihar, West India

He currently works on less than a dollar a day

Through no choice, instead in order to survive

Arguably this child is not and economic migrant instead trapped by circumstances

Which have been passed on from generation to generation.

His own childhood innocence is becomes his alibi but also his enemy,

As an enemy it leads to vulnerability and exposure to exhausting, harsh work conditions

Whereas an alibi it acts as a shield, sheltering the child by nurturing him to see better of his current state of affairs

Lest it may tarnish his outlook.

Yet, he remains the happiest child in the world

His own happiness lies in knowing that his hard work directly benefits his mother at home

This is his own view, shared by many, myself included.

For a view is not what one sees

Rather how one sees it

Perception is everything; it holds the key to unlocking these different views

A view is complex, dynamic and ever-changing.

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Really, I don't... Rob is an uncontrollable ball of energy.

The Summer Sangha came back better than ever! Nine bhaktis, eight days, lots of kirtan, a group art project and some uncontrollable laughter made up this year's Summer Sangha. Take a look at some of the highlights below!

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Variations for Strings and Winds | Variations pour cordes et vents

The Summer Sangha came back better than ever! Nine bhaktis, eight days, lots of kirtan, a group art project and some uncontrollable laughter made up this year's Summer Sangha. Take a look at some of the highlights below!

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The Iterative Roundabout from the Manœuvres series and Mapping Machine Uncertainty | Le Rond-point itératif de la série Manœuvres et Cartographie de l’incertitude machine

Well, there we have it. University is over. Done, son. After having three years of constant work to think about, I am filled with a peculiar mixture of happiness (manifesting itself in uncontrollable smiles and thoughts of "WE DID IT") and random bouts of sadness, feeling something kind of like those chord changes in songs that sound both sad but hopeful at the same time.

But now is not the time to think about the future. There'll be plenty of opportunity for that at a later date. For this summer is for funtimes.

17/05/2010 - Never has there been a finer group of people all in once place at one time. Much love.

~M.P.T~2007-2010~

Also, come to 'BEYOND PRACTICE', our degree show, where my work is being exhibited. 

Official Launch: Wednesday, 26th May 2010.5 pm - 9 pm

Open Viewing: Thursday, 27th May - Wednesday, 2nd June10 am - 5 pm (excludes Sunday 30th) 

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Joost Conijn Solo - March 3, 2007 - May 6, 2007 in Museum Boijmans van Beuningen Rotterdam -

The wreckage of the selfmade airplane is hoisted into the inner garden of the Boijmans van Beuningen Museum in Rotterdam. After its maiden flight late 1999 in the middle of a Moroccan desert the artist also flew the plane in Czech Republic. In an attempt to stay clear of highv-oltage powerlines Joost Conijn crashed the plane. Nobody got hurt but the plane was damaged beyond repair. Now it's part of an exhibition showing films and other creations by the Dutch artist.

A wood-burning car, a self-constructed aeroplane and a bicycle that rides backwards. Joost Conijn (Amsterdam, 1971) builds vehicles and travels with them to the fringes of 'modern' civilisation. He records his experiences and encounters along the way on video. The people he comes across take him, his vehicle and his camera to their hearts. The viewer thus gains access to an unconventional reality that is at once infectious and confrontational. www.boijmans.nl

Joost Conijn *1971, lives in Tilburg and Amsterda Airplane, 2000, video film, 28 min

Ever since his childhood, Joost Conijn has been travelling the world. He never misses a chance to go somewhere. What fascinates him in his travels is the meaning of transportation and situations that travelling leaves imprinted on his mind. When he was 20, he reached as far as India by bicycle, and two years ago he got his flying licence. And this is in fact the point of departure for the work he presents at Manifesta 3. It starts with an uncontrollable urge to fly. He produces concrete objects, mostly made of metal, and most of which are functional. He uses iron, motorcycles and bicycles as literal extensions of his body, and video as the narrative extension of his appearance. He is constantly asking himself where the human body ends and where the machine begins. His work is centred on the elements common to man and machine, as well as on relations between society and art. At the same time, he investigates the frontiers that go beyond mental and cultural tenets. He is primarily interested in experimentation and risk-taking and in the realisation of impossible projects, particularly those projects which are considered unfeasible by most people. His plans are always brief and simple, formulated with a few words. The realisation of these projects means months of work and learning experiences involving the most diverse events and challenges. He uses the objects and opportunities that are offered to him in his project. He comes to situations with the broadest of horizons, so that both the work process and the final result are revealed without any great complications. In 1999 Joost Conijn was building an aircraft. He exhibited it on the roof of De Fabriek in Eindhoven. The true meaning of the aircraft is not in its artistic value, but rather, in its functionality, as the aircraft was built with the performance of its primary function in mind - namely, flying. The artist scheduled its maiden flight for late 1999 in the middle of a Moroccan desert. The desert as a space excites him particularly, due to its vast landscape, the infinite space and total boundlessness. And the desert is also a space where there is nothing - no houses and no rules. The Sahara was thus the closest space for unhindered testing of the aircraft. The entire process from design, its installation on the rooftop of De Fabriek, testing of its functions, the transport - including all the vicissitudes of travel to and across the Sahara - and finally the first flight tests were recorded by the artist on film.

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Outside Commonwealth Bar in Park Slope, Brooklyn. Also pictured: girl losing her shit and sobbing uncontrollably.

The Summer Sangha came back better than ever! Nine bhaktis, eight days, lots of kirtan, a group art project and some uncontrollable laughter made up this year's Summer Sangha. Take a look at some of the highlights below!

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So, The Gang of Four ( a loose...umm, very loose collective of folks with cameras and an uncontrollable urge to point them at people, places and things and click the shutter release) invaded the 'Big Smoke' of Toronto today.

What you must understand is that it is actually a Gang of Three with one hack tagger-on who fancies himself a photographer sometimes...mostly after a few pints but, on occasion is up early enough for that particular point-of-view to be imagined whilst sober (if it ain't obvious who I'm referring to...it is me).

Anyway, as we roamed the Spadina-Queen St. area, my fellow 'gangstas' confronted folk, requesting permission to capture them in a photograph...meantime, I was doing crazy shit with my camera, like changing all the settings willy-nilly and snapping away like a loon on a lark! Hey! That's what wanna-be camera enthusiasts do...snap four billion pictures in the hope that one turns out!

This, what you are viewing, is not "the one"! Ha! I kinda like it though, so there you go.

Devo assumes the position performing Uncontrollable Urge.

This bit of choreography remains unchanged since I first saw them perform at the Paramount in Seattle back in 1980 (I think).

LIFE IS SHORT, BREAK THE RULES,

FORGIVE QUICKLY, KISS SLOWLY,

LOVE TRULY, LAUGH UNCONTROLLABLY,

AND NEVER REGRET ANYTHING THAT MADE YOU SMILE!

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Teenage girl sitting on the floor and crying because of problems at home with parents

Today we visited Oksana. She's in town for a few months because her son is autistic, four and a half years old, and is only now beginning to receive treatment.

For years they have had no idea how to handle him or what to do. She's been stuck indoors because he can't go outside with him. He doesn't speak and is uncontrollable. This is one of those things about life here that is just so different from life in the States. In the States, the diagnosis would have been clearer and treatment assumed. It's just built in to our system.

They found a center here in our city that helps kids like him. In only a few weeks he's started to try and say words. His behavior is better, especially with strangers. She's learning skills on how to parent a child like this.

The downside is the cost. They pay for this treatment out of pocket, and can only pay week to week. It's super expensive, and they don't have enough to stay the recommended length of time the doctors feel he needs. Our church has helped them raise some in Ukraine, and it's bought them a month or so, but if they don't come up with the rest, they'll have to go home soon.

It was good to spend time with them today, and it was a reminder of how good our system in the States is, no matter how screwed up it may seem. There's always greener grass, yes, but there is also also browner, burnt-up grass. And sometimes no grass at all.

...as I am trying to fight the worst cold of my life.

I'll try to catch up with your streams as soon as my nose stops dripping uncontrollably and my eyes stop tearing...so I can actually see,

The Summer Sangha came back better than ever! Nine bhaktis, eight days, lots of kirtan, a group art project and some uncontrollable laughter made up this year's Summer Sangha. Take a look at some of the highlights below!

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The most noticeable action of thought is that it flows through us and is an seemingly uncontrollable power. Controlling that power, ending random thoughts; to focus towards the realisation of positive motives, is where all the questions are.

Algorithmic Drive | Conduite algorithmique

Uncontrollable and iNcontroL hanging out, watching some games. Anna helped me interview a bunch of folks on Day 1!

Disturbing appearances

Crippling depression

Triggering thoughts

Uncontrollable selfharm

They give me numbing shots to prepare me for the shocktherapy treatment

I've never felt such an overwelming fear. My mind is blurred, i cant even speak, my body is shivering, my sweat is cold and my blood is freezing. I know I wont make it this time. My heart is too weak. There is no heartbeat left anymore...

Week 42 in 52 Weeks for Dogs and yesterday Tasku had her first show for 20 months. I fully expected her to be over the top and uncontrollable in the ring, in fact, I nearly didn't take her at all as I knew I would be busy helping all day. But despite our lack of practice, and the fact that she was cooped up in a crate most of the day, she was as good as gold in the ring. We only came away with minor places but for me it was a real success. My little girl is beginning to mature, and she made me proud.

The Summer Sangha came back better than ever! Nine bhaktis, eight days, lots of kirtan, a group art project and some uncontrollable laughter made up this year's Summer Sangha. Take a look at some of the highlights below!

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