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Dream date PJ from 1983.......
I bought her yesterday morning on a local market in Castelseprio........I'm in love for her, i love her dress, her face and her hair.......She is very stunning and superb......I love steffie face mold and i love PJ........
She is very sweet girl =)
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finally had the chance to get around and try out my new 50mm f1.2 manual focus lens.
Pretty Changes Barbie #2598 from 1978 Wearing Dinner Date Fashion #9170 from 1989. This outfit is unusual in that despite being packaged in a blistercard, the outfit was sewn onto a card rather than glued on. Without the purse and necklace as they were getting in my way, and I didn't think the colours went the best with the rest of the outfit.
Dato / Date: ca. 1908-1909
Sted / Place: Oslo, Frognerkilen
Fotograf / Photographer: Anders Beer Wilse (1865-1949)
Digital kopi av original / Digital copy of original: s/h papirpositiv
Eier / Owner Institution: Nasjonalbiblioteket / National Library of Norway
Lenke / Link: www.nb.no
Bildesignatur / Image Number: blds_07442
Saint 2907 Lady Disdain at an unknown location on an unknown date but probably early 1920s...I'm not a massive GWR fan but think these early 4-6-0s had pleasing lines.This loco entered service in May 1906 but was withdrawn in July 1933..Overall another long lived class as the GW believed in getting their moneysworth from their locos and their standard of maintenance was second to none. 2920 Saint David was the last of class surviving until Oct 1953
Yeah~I'm going to date with Chichhi~~~
Since I got a bruise on my leg last night, teddyrabbit will carry me there.
I just need to sit in her bag. I know I'm a lucky bear~~~:o)
teddyrabbit told me Chichhi is a cute girl. I hope she will like me........
Description on front of card:
Traction and Columbus Pike Bridges, Chillicothe, Ohio
Publisher: I. Robbins & Son, Pittsburgh, PA. / Randson / Made in the U.S.A.
Estimated Date: 1911-1930
Era: White Border Era
Condition: Unused. Small mark on the back.
BOX DATE: 1999
MANUFACTURER: Mattel
MISSING ITEMS: 2 candles, 2 invitations, cardboard tent
PERSONAL FUN FACT: I have to say that I'm very impressed that Colleen and I managed not to lose any of the accessories sold with this set, except of course the two candles. I think that because we opted to store the tiny plates and spoons inside the present box, we ensured they didn't get lost (I don't know how the candles went missing though). Even though the play house itself wasn't a huge hit with us, since it wasn't very realistic or practical for lots of play, the accessories were used all the time. The doll and the cradle were probably the most appreciated. I don't know why, but we were very appealed by the idea of having dollies for our dolls. You can see that this little lady looks a bit grubby form age (she has been cleaned, but her sticker is old). I also really loved the books, because unlike a lot of other doll books, they were made with plastic. This made them much more durable and more fun to play with/display. The dress up accessories were great for background props. And of course the See 'n Say toy was great for our younger, toddler aged dolls to play with. I think the only things we really didn't have much regular use for was ironically the cake and the present box...and yet we lost the cake's candles!
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Lowenstark’s Log: 04-15-XX
Date night with the “enemy” actually went quite well. I arrived overdressed, as usual, and I think I was a bit disarming for my date. It probably helps that typically I’m a smart mouthed mad engineer, and this time I was just plain folks.
Tried to steer clear of talk about the Catwalkers. They’re my friends, aye, my family… but at the same time, this situation is being handled poorly on all fronts. As a friend, I’m allowed to disagree with the way they do things. Hell, they probably disagree with the way I do things. So this little conflict between Sarcina and Catwalkers is no concern of mine – up until Rena or her ilk lays a finger on one of them with intent to do real harm… when that day comes… well… she’d better dial up Rod Serling, because I’m gonna take her ass to a whole new Twilight Zone.
Until that day, which will hopefully never come, I want no part of their fight. Yes, I get it, Rena felt snubbed that some Catwalkers didn’t instantly recognize her, have her on file, or give her passage on the catwalks. She probably got offended – because to her, face and status and pride, those are very important issues – and said something stupid. They probably returned the gesture, and then it escalated into a – dare I say – childish bout between the two.
Too much pride. Too much pride all around. Rena should’ve swallowed her pride on the catwalks, and dealt with the Catwalkers as allies. Elise and the Catwalkers should’ve swallowed their pride with Rena, and realized that she’s not a “normal person” – she’s got old world values on face and pride, and just given her hollow apology, maybe gotten her a basket of wines and fine cheeses, and called it a day. We’d all be directing our energies right now to where they need to be: Liberating Midian, and making it a bastian of safety and asylum for the enemies of the World Union.
Anyway… Came, left. Had Steak. Talked.
Oh, important side note: Rena staged an interesting little demonstration to show me she’s just plain folks like me. There is a possibility that she intended for us to dine on fine Oysters originally, and just HAPPENED to have two fully prepared steak dinners off to the side… but I doubt it. It was a move to gain my buy in. Either that or we just skipped the appetizer. But she had to have known...
We tried to put our cards on the table, but Rena’s a player – and her game is Uno. I don’t doubt her venom, or underestimate her abilities as a manipulator. Do I feel she spoke truly to me? Yes. Most likely she did…. But this is a woman who would marry Forge. What’s that say? It says that even if her cards weren’t close to the vest, they were likely missing a face card or two – and even if they weren’t, they could change on a dime.
I will be careful. But at the same time… at some point… in my mission I require faith in my fellows. She could still be a useful ally, and, maybe, deep down there’s more good than bad there.
Guin thinks so.
But this CW/Sarcina situation reminds me of the song "Who Said We're Wack?" By Lonely Island. (( www.youtube.com/watch?v=ljRx8cJwEso ))
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[20:17] Rena Mayne smiled. "I've been in a lot of places women don't normally go, I was married to a biker." she hmmed softly and nodded, tipping her head to regard him solemnly. "What would you do if you had spies following you everywhere you went? Seemed there was a point to be made. Standing next to someone and eavesdropping isn't going to get you information, it's going to get you lied to." there was a little shrug and a smile. "I'm sorry. This isn't why I bid on you...None of this had really started then."
[20:23] Lazarus Lowenstark watches her carefully, and slowly takes his cigar from his mouth. Putting it in a handkerchief, he tucks it into a pocket, and clears his throat. "Actually, I wasn’t' even talking about that. I was talking about the two times you've told me to my face you are far from a good person. It paints a certain picture of you in my head... but they're just words. I only have your actions to judge you on. But the other thing? The lies? They had that one coming. I'm staying out of your confrontation with the Catwalkers though... frankly... it seems kind of childish to me. And I called Chi Rapey McRaperpants - so I know something about childishness."
[20:28] Rena Mayne listened quietly and nodded as he spoke. "It is foolish, I'll grant you. But I have no wish to drag you into it. " she couldn't help but smile though at what he'd said next. "McRaperpants. That's...God." there was a little burble of laughter and she poked an oyster again, trying to hide the horrified look when it wiggled wetly. Oh that shit wasn't going in her mouth, no way. Eyes raised to regard him again. "You didn't ask why I bid on you."
[20:31] Lazarus Lowenstark had a similar look as he opened the Oyster... He opened it, and gulped visably. He looked up, "By the way, I meant it's foolish on both sides. Stink bombs? Day-Glow Paint? Freaking people out, getting panties all in a super knot? Just seems like we've all got more important stuff to worry about." He acted like he was going to eat the Oysters, but was really just playing with it, "I didn't ask you... but you saved me from Pera, so I owe you. But now that you mention it, I'll bite. Why DID you bid on me?"
[20:33] Rena Mayne smiled as she watched him play with the food and she grinned. "No way I'm eating this either. You like a good steak?" She rose from her chair and swept first her own then his off the table.
[20:34] Lazarus Lowenstark blinked as he watched her toss them from the table, and then barked a harsh laugh. "I love it. Steak, and what you just did. Steak's good. Burgers. Whatever. Just not... err... slimy clammy thingies."
[20:37] Rena Mayne grinned and headed behind the curtain, "Redoing things in here....clearing out, sorry it's not...nicer. Rith is going to help." she reappeared with two plate the girl she'd hired had left warming for them. Steak and potatoes. She set one in front of him and then set her own down before sliding back into her seat.
[20:41] Lazarus Lowenstark grins as she returns, and even wider at the plate, "There we go. That's a bit more my speed." He picked up his knife and fork, and waited for her to eat. Not paranoia, just manners. He looked up to her, meeting her blue eyes with his own brown ones. "Rith's good about that. She put together League HQ, to be fair... told me my place needed a woman's touch. And she's some woman." He smiled, a bit thoughtful, and shook his head, "Okay, so why? The bid?"
[20:44] Rena Mayne considered playing with him a bit, but decided against it, though he might see the mischief dancing in her eyes. She carefully cut off a piece and murmured. "Would be moronic to do anything to you tonight, they's all know it was me and besides, I have no motivation to poison your steak. And I'm married, so, no reason to spike it either." she chuckled softly and took a bite, nose wrinkling as she chewed.
[20:46] Lazarus Lowenstark watched her eat, and shrugged, "You're buying time though." He said, and cut off a piece, chewing it himself. "Besides..." He chews more, and gives a satisfactory sound at the flavor, "I'm sure you do your homework, Rena. My WU file would include the extent of my registered bioware. You'd have to know I'm little more than human flesh draped over a pile of machine parts anymore." He swallowed, "I was just being polite."
[20:50] Rena Mayne waved her fork. "In this place you can never be too careful." she stabbed at another bit of steak, "I bid on you because...you don't seem to like me much and I wanted to ask why and see if I could get an honest answer. Forge helped me....we made them think I wanted Binca cause I owed him something and was going to use the date as payment, maxed them out and then they couldn't out bid me for you. Forge helped. Having a husband who's up for just about anything never hurts."
[20:54] Lazarus Lowenstark bit off another bite, and chewed, tracing it with a shot of potato. He nodded slowly as she spoke, and set his hands on the table for his reply. "Wait, first of all.... Forge is your husband? Did not know that. I mean.. huh. Well, anyway, you guys went in double on me, huh?" He pursed his lips, and nodded. "Just to know why I've never seemed to like you?"
[20:57] Rena Mayne was chewing a bite of steak and nodded before swallowing. "Yeah, we got married a few months ago. And yeah...that's why. Things like that bug me...it's a fatal flaw. It's not that I want everyone to like me, but....there are people. Well anyway. Yeah. I wanted to know."
[21:14] Lazarus Lowenstark finds a spot of color on his cheeks, but his expression is masked enough to keep the meaning vague. ((ooc note: this is where Bianca was sending dirty text messages to Laz's CPU)); He looks at her, shrugs, and sighs. "It's not really that hard to understand, I'd think." He tapped his potato with his fork, and looked reflective, "I.. uh, well, I was never what you'd call a 'good' person, Either, Rena. I wasn't bad... I was indifferent. And I did my job. And... well, one day I got a wake up call. I realized that I'd led my life off of others' expectations, and I'd been droning along, hiding from the truth, running a labyrinth of fiction and illusion. So I screwed my head on straight, and wound up here. And I found a people that needed to be FREE of it all. And I wanted to fight for that. And here I am. But... that freedom can be abused. And it is, a lot." He looks her hard in the eyes, "And you've all but claimed to be part of that."
[21:16] Rena Mayne listened carefully, watching him as he spoke. When he finished she asked quietly. "Do you know why the Sarcina was started?" she pushed bits of potato around on her plate as she waited for his answer.
[21:18] Lazarus Lowenstark: "Something of a Vigilante force." He said, watching her, "And you know, I wonder if you remember talking to me once, quite a long while ago. I was small potatoes in Midian then, not a player, not the socialite I am now. But... we talked about Sarcina, and I tried to paint it in a hero's light, and you made sure to emphasize that you were NOT vigilante heroes. In no way good guys."
[21:23] Rena Mayne nodded. "We aren't. We were started by women who were pets of the hounds. So abused some of them were scarred for life, mentally and physically. They wanted a gang where women who wanted to be free, not be pets, not be targets for abuse, not slaves....just women banded together to protect each other. Sisters. That's why Rith joined me when I took over, she's like a sister to me. We aren't vigilante heroes and on occasion we've gone to far in trying to get vengeance for someone...including myself. So, no, I can't call us the good guys. We're just. Women."
[21:26] Lazarus Lowenstark pursed his lips, and tapped them with his fork. "The Hounds. Okay, that makes sense. Empowerment, not from something metaphorical, but quite literally. Finding your freedom again, your self. And protecting one another." He nods, "I can see that. A worthwhile agenda."
[21:33] Rena Mayne nodded. "It was...most of my girls now were not like us. They've never been pets or slaves, though most of them have suffered at the hands of Midian's finest. That's why I recruited Guin. No one can understand what she went through and how it changed her better than we can." she stabbed at a bit of steak. "As long as we stay together...fight for each other...none of us will be pets or slaves or subject to abuses we don't want. When...someone comes along and makes it their goal to publicly make me look weak, well. It can't be tolerated. Being weak in this city would make us prey for every guy like Chi, every Hound. But they know. Fuck with us and we'll cross a line to fuck back."
[21:38] Lazarus Lowenstark took another bite, listening, and chewed slowly. "Okay, I get that. So let's put the cards on the table." Measured eyes watched her, "You're now telling me that you do what you have to do simply to survive. To be strong. To not look weak." He cocked his head, "Is that all? Going too far for revenge is hardly worth of calling yourself evil, Rena. Shit, I've done some nasty stuff for revenge... but avenging the evils of others does not make one evil in my book. It's creating your own, unprovoked and unwarranted, that makes you evil. Violating the rights of others, simply for amusement or for self gain. Would you put yourself in that bracket? Or are you simply protecting yourself and your girls?"
[21:44] Rena Mayne blinked that slow, catlike blink of hers, silent for a long moment before answering. She was considering the value of honestly here. "Alright, " she murmured finally. "Cards on the table. I was married to a hound for a long time, and the things I've witnessed and not stopped....then things I've done. Some were...are...unforgivable. I have said I made it a point to stay out of their business, and I value my own neck to much to talk about it, even now. But I wasn't as out of the loop as I pretended to be. I just didn't stop anything I saw. So...hardly a hero. And hardly a good person." she took a deep breath. "I was a different person the first time I led the Sarcina. Then I wanted power and yes, I wanted to BE someone. But...now I just want to keep my girls safe and strong. I want the to thrive. And, yes, I want people in this city to know that if they hurt one of them, I will destroy them. In that, Elise and I are not so different."
[21:52] Lazarus Lowenstark finished off his potato as he listened, clearly attentive, but not avoiding the food. He watched her again, and when she finished, he picked up immediately: "The past is the past, Rena. I can't judge you on the past, as I'd fail that test too. I was a mercenary under the employ of the World Union. A bomber pilot. I've squelched village rebellions with napalm. I've laid waste to more civillians than I'd care to remember... But... it's the present I care about." Again, that gaze was level, measuring. No hint of sarcasm or smart mouthed talk here. Just simple honesty. "So. Rena now. You, now…not a victim. I dig that. But are you a victimizer? You bring disaster upon those who cross you... but do you do so against those who don't. Does it amuse you to hurt people? Turn you on to victimize others?"
[22:14] Rena Mayne thought about the for a moment, pushing food around on her plate. "No," she said finally. "I wouldn't do what Chi did to Guin. I do what I have to do to survive and make sure the people around me thrive. But no, I'm not a victimizer. I'm manipulative and calculating, but I'm not the monster some would make me out to be....that some would like me to be. People like Guin and Eamon keep me from crossing a line." she pushed her plate away suddenly. "Or they did. Now." there was a small shrug. "The catwalkers won one round. They've taught me I'm not wanted in their church."
[22:16] Rena Mayne started as her phone beeped and a text came in from her bartender. "They are poking me as we speak, five catwalkers in my bar."
[22:18] Lazarus Lowenstark finished his steak, and leaned back in his chair. He crossed his legs and watched her. "Manipulative and calculating? I can relate to that. The city demands of us a keener mind, and the willingness to apply pressures and falsehoods where we must to protect our interests." He smiles, "Even I play the game, Rena." He watches her check her phone, and nods, "I know. Apparently Bianca couldn't trust that this was as simple as it seemed. Can't blame her, really. Again, however, I have no interest in being part of this game of plus sized paintball you're playing with them - or they are playing with you."
[22:23] Rena Mayne looked up. "All I wanted was an apology and a little respect I've learned I'll get neither. Wish I could tell you how this will play out...but for now, they've lost a powerful ally...and I don't mean physically powerful, my friends are my power. And I have....many friends. If it keeps up, they will gain an equally influencial enemy. But it hasn't come to that yet." she smiled, but there was a hint of sadness there. "They were like family to me once. But enough, you should get back to her if she is so concerned and you can tell her I had no designs on you. Forge is more than I can handle. I really just wanted to know...and now I do." she flashed a sudden grin as she rose from her seat as gracefully as sl would allow. "If I buy you again it will be to hear YOUR story."
Date: 29-08-2013
Location: Maskavas iela/Fridriķa iela, Riga, Latvia
Tatra 88023(water-car).
Company: Riga Satiksme
Remarks: this water car, clearly based on a T3M type, is waiting to start its service. At the background in depot no3
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