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i have a memory of being in coney island with my dad when i am a little girl
i remember him drinking something with a lot of sugar in it
and the sand was probably cold then, too, people fishing on the pier then too, maybe and we just rode the ferris wheel together
i guess it was in the fall, i think it was early autumn
we were visiting my aunt and it was
just us
this memory is also a picture
i was very little and this memory probably wouldn't exist if that picture didn't
which is a scary, materialist thought but ah, what do we do about these instances but feel sad that they only exist because of a fucking picture but also grateful that they even exist even if it is because of a fucking picture
and i was scared of it and so was he but he acted like he wasn't
because he was my dad and he had to be brave duh
it is gray like this day
i am wearing an orange sweater that matches my hair
he is holding my body up off the ground
he is facing a person holding a camera
i am not, my back is turned
i am looking at the buildings
he is looking at the water
we are looking past each other
i am barely not a baby
i wonder how it would feel to be able to make your father a mix cd and know that he would actually listen to it
i wonder how it would feel to be able to have that kind of relationship with your father
or something
and my dad was bald and had huge black thick glasses
and wore a navy blue polo shirt and blue jeans
and a metal watch
and a wallet full of coupons
which he still carries even though we have enough money to probably not use so many coupons anymore
i remember the day my dad got fired from his job when i was two years old
when we lived in chicago
and my mom was so sad and so upset and worried
what were we going to do
what the fuck were we going to do
my brother said she saw her throw his briefcase out the window
of our fourth floor apartment
i don't remember that part
we were so fucked and according to my mom it was all his fault
when my brother talks about that sometimes my face gets hot in the bad way
i know he is scared of ending up like that
i know that is why his priorities are so fucked up
so we packed up our shit
drove around in the van for two weeks with nowhere to go
brushed our teeth in capitalist establishments
i remember eating peanut butter and wonder bread in the backseat
my brother traded pogs with the kids at school
we drove to missouri
where everything was cheap
we grew up there
where everything was cheap
when i tell people that i know they don't believe me
but that is okay
i don't need them to
i just need to never eat wonderbread ever again
and also to pluck teeth out of people's skulls and give them to homeless people with drug problems when they name drop all of their famous acquaintances over a nine dollar drink in my mind
when we were walking today you turned to me and pointed to a bald man wearing an ipod on his head
and said, "that is my therapist. don't look at him... walk slow... slower.... ok, good, good."
i said i didn't know you had a therapist
then you said very few people in manhattan don't have therapists
and i said yeah
we passed a drug store and a bookstore and an adidas store and then a furniture store and then about forty other stores
you hugged me in the subway and i know i will not see you for a long time
that is okay though i guess
you are a happy camper
you wrote something on a dollar bill for me to look up on the internet
and i am worried i will spend it before i get around to it
but then it will be my own fault so that is ok
most of the trees i have seen here are
leading roles in woody allen movies, or,
tied up with twine, pine, and range from 20-200 us dollars
and you can get your tree delivered to your place, if you want
ohio is going to kill me with trees
can't wait can't wait can't wait
“Tragic death of young lawyer”
Promising young lawyer Glenallan McLean had plenty going for him.
His sharp intellect got him admitted to the bar in 1905 when he was 23 and his physical prowess made him a well-known figure in athletics and rowing circles.
Glenallan left his Mt Albert home and shifted to Wellington in 1908 to take up a position in a Wellington-based legal partnership.
But everything came to a near halt in 1910 when a serious illness forced him into a lengthy convalescence.
Glenallan did as his doctors told him and returned to Auckland for a short period to stay with family while he recovered.
He was feeling much better when he decided to travel to Otira, a remote township near Arthur's Pass in the South Island, where his father Murdoch was overseeing construction of a railway tunnel.
It seemed an ideal place to get a final burst of rest before resuming life in his busy law practice.
Glenallan arrived in November with plans to return to Wellington in December.
But tragedy struck on the morning of the 10th after he got out of bed early and climbed a hill behind the little settlement where his father and other rail workers were camped.
Jane Harley was in her kitchen lighting a fire when she heard the rumbling of falling rocks nearby.
She was already accustomed to the noise and didn't think too much of it until opening her back door a little while later to the sound of someone groaning nearby.
Jane found Glenallan lying unconscious at the foot of a cliff face and called for help.
Workers shifted the badly injured young man to a hut and summoned a doctor who quickly diagnosed a fractured skull.
A special train was commissioned and the patient, accompanied by his anxious father, was rushed off to the Greymouth Hospital where surgeons attempted to remove splinters of broken bone from inside his head.
Glenallan died a few hours later.
An examination of the accident scene showed the 27-year old had, for reasons unknown, slipped and fallen around 20 metres after scaling the rocky slope in bare feet while wearing his pyjamas.
The body was transported back to Auckland for burial at Waikumete Cemetery alongside a sister who'd died as an infant eight years prior.
Glenallan was one of 10 children born to Murdoch and his wife Isabella.
His premature death was the first in a series of tragic events to rock the family in the years that followed.
Two more sons were killed during WorldWar I and Murdoch, a one-time mayor of Mt Albert, died during an operation in 1917.
Isabella died in 1943, aged 85.
One of the surviving McLean sons, Andrew, made his debut as an All Black against South Africa in 1921
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KILLED IN ACTiON WITH AUSTRALIAN FORCES.
MR. MURDOCH McLEAN'S SON.
News was received on Saturday afternoon that Private John Raymond McLean, second son of Mr. Murdoch McLean, Mayor of Mt. Albert, had been killed in action at the Dardanelles. The information was conveyed to the parents in the following telegram from the Prime Minister: "On behalf of Mrs. Massey and myself. I wish to convey to you and Mrs. McLean and family our heartfelt sympathy for the loss of your brave and gallant son, of which I have just heard with the deepest regret. There is some consolation in the knowledge that he gave his life for his country."
Mr. Murdoch McLean also received the following telegram:—"l regret to advise you that I have received a cablegram from Melbourne reporting that Private J. R. McLean was killed in action on the 25th May. The commandant expresses deepest sympathy. (Signed) Adjutant-General."
The late Private McLean was 29 years of age, and had lived most of his life in Auckland. He was one of the first pupils at Kings College, and received his complete education there. He was, therefore, one of the oldest members of the King's College Old Boys' Association, and was also a well-known member of the College Rifles. For some years he was engaged with his father on the big contract at the Otira tunnel, and three years ago he proceeded to Australia, and engaged in mining. He enlisted in the 44th Battalion of the First Australian Expeditionary Force, and his last letter to his parents was dated from Egypt on the 11th April, just prior to the departure of the Australian and New Zealand troops for the Dardanelles. The letter shows that the members of tlie expedition fully realised the dangerous character of the military operations in which they were to be engaged, but showed that the force was inspired by courage and enthusiasm. Great sympathy will be felt for the parents in the loss which they have sustained. Another son, Neil, aged 19, left Auckland for Trentham on Friday last, and a third son, who holds a commission in the Territorial Force, is only awaiting appointment to a company before proceeding to the front.
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SECOND LIEUTENANT RONALD McLEAN.
Lieutenant Ronald . Douglas McLean, son of Mr. Murdoch McLean, the Mayor of Mt. Albert, is amongst the number reported from France as missing. Lieut. McLean, who is 23 years of age, was educated at King's College. He enlisted with the first Waikato Regiment, and was granted the commission of second lieutenant with that unit. Up to the time that he was reported missing, Lieutenant McLean had been with the New Zealanders in the trenches in France since May last. When in Auckland, Lieutenant McLean was employed by Messrs. Kelly Bros, as a surveyor. Private Raymond McLean, another son of Mr. McLean, was killed at the landing on Gallipoli.
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LIEUTENANT R. D. McLEAN
News has been received that Second-Lieutenant Ronald Douglas McLean, son of Mr. Murdoch McLean, Mayor of Mount Albert, who was reported missing some days ago, is now definitely known to have been killed in action. Lieutenant McLean was 22 years of age. He was educated at King's College, and was a surveyor by profession.
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OBITUARY.
MR. MURDOCH McLEAN.
WELL-KNOWN CONTRACTOR.
a Widespread regret was evidenced in the city yesterday when it became known that Mr. Murdoch McLean, ex-Mayor of Mount Albert, had passed away while under-going an operation for an internal trouble, Mr. McLean, who was 62 years of age, was one of the best-known men in New Zealand, the ramifications of his business as a contractor having until late years extended throughout the North Island and a considerable part of the South Island. Mr. McLean was the eldest son of the late Mr. John McLean, founder of the well-known firm of John McLean and Sons, railway contractors and wharf and bridge builders. A native of Nova Scotia, he arrived in Auckland with his parents in 1860. On reaching manhood, he and his brother Neil joined their father in his business, of which they eventually became the active directors. It was the McLean firm that drove the Makarau tunnel in the Helensville-Northward railway, constructed the Mamaku-Tarukenga section of the Rotorua line, the Taupo-Totara Timber Company's railway from Putaruru to Mokai, and the permanent way for the first portion of the Auckland Electric Tramways. They also undertook the huge contract for the driving of the Otira tunnel in Canterbury, but handed over the work to the Government some years ago.
In public life Mr. McLean has been active in local politics at Mount Albert for nearly thirty years, first as member, and then as chairman of the Road Board, and then as Mayor of the borough, which office he relinquished only last year. Twice he sought to enter Parliament, contesting the Parnell and Grey Lynn seats. In Freemasonry Mr. McLean held high rank, having been Deputy-Grand Master under the Grand Lodge of New Zealand, and also for some time Provincial Grand Master of the Auckland district. He was one of the first members of the Auckland, St. Andrew's Society, and was its president for a long period, including its first two years of existence. The latter years of Mr. McLean's life were overshadowed by family affliction, two of his sons having lost their Iives in the present war, and a third by an accident at the Otira tunnel. Another son, Lieutenant Neil McLean, is now on the French frontier. Mrs. McLean survives him, and his two younger sons and three daughters. The funeral will take place to-morrow at the Waikumete cemetery Mr. O. Nicholson, as Grand Master New Zealand, will conduct the Mason service at the graveside.
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The esteem in which the late Mr Murdoch McLean was held received ample demonstration by the large gathering of friends at the interment at Waikumete yesterday afternoon. The members of Mount Albert Borough Council attended out of respect to the former Mayor. Representatives of many other institutions with which Mr McLean was connected were also present. A short service was held at the house, and the one at the grave was conducted by Mr Oliver Nicholson, Grand Master of the N.Z. Constitution. Bro. A. S. Bankart and the Grand Lodge officers E.C., and Bro. F. J. Whittaker with Grand Lodge Officer I.C., were amongst those present. As the body was borne from the hearse to the grave a piper of St. Andrew Society played "The Piper's Lament."
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Plot 24: Isabel Lindsay McLean (10 months) 1892 – Teething
Murdoch McLean – Contractor, former Mayor – Heart failure during operation
Isabella Welsh McLean (85) 1943 (ashes)
Plot 26: Glenallan McLean (24) 1910 – Solicitor
In Loving Memory
of
ISABEL LINDSAY
beloved daughter of,
Murdoch & Isabella McLEAN
born 26 May 1891;
died 7 April 1892.
In Loving Memory
of
GLENALLAN
eldest beloved son of
Murdoch and Isabella
McLEAN
died 10th Nov. 1910
aged 23 years.
In Loving Memory
of
ISABELLA
beloved wife of
Murdoch McLEAN
died 7 March 1943
aged 84 years
In Loving Memory
of
MURDOCH McLEAN
beloved husband of
Isabella McLean.
died 12th Dec. 1917
aged 62 years.
Also their sons
Pte. JOHN RAYMOND
killed in action with the Australians at Gallipoli
27th April 1915 aged 29 years.
Lieut. RONALD DOUGLAS
9th Reinforcements Auck. Inf.
Killed first battle of the Somme France
15th Sept. 1916 aged 23 years.
DEATHS
McLEAN.—On April 7, at Shelly Beach Road, Isabel Lindsay, the beloved youngest daughter of Murdoch and Isabella McLean. Interment private.
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McLEAN.—On the 12th inst., Murdock, the beloved husband of Isabella McLean, of Mt. Albert; aged 62 years.
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McLEAN —On March 7, 1943, at Auckland, Isabella Welsh, beloved wife of the late Murdoch McLean, of "Ainslie," Allendale Road, Mount Albert. Private cremation.
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I got my Isul Glen home about a week ago, and even though I liked him as he was. my plan was to transform him into a girl. So here she is :D I still don't have a name for her and i'm not 100% sure of the wig yet, also need to get her a girl Obitsu body and new eyechips maybe.. but so far she's super cute :3
Lyrics: They Hung Him On A Cross
Artist: Nirvana
They hung him on the cross
They hung him on the cross
They hung him on the cross
For me
One day when I was lost
They hung him on the cross
They hung him on the cross for me
They whooped him up the hill
They whooped him up the hill
They whooped him up the hill
For me
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He never said among them word
They never said among them word
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They bit him in the side
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He hung his head and died
He hung his head and died
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For me
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They hung him on the cross
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Self portrait as Jesus on the cross.
This is a composite image. The sky was taken at our home and is unaltered. The cross is made of parts of a big piece of driftwood. Carpentry by me (of course). The chap on the cross is me. The blood is entirely fake and all done in Corel PhotoPaint. All the above by me. Light shining on Jesus eyes by God. The Crown of thorns however is available for about $25 from www.crown-of-thorns.com/ (Really, with a certificate of authenticity! Get in quick as it is nearly Easter).
Done for The Rogue Players for 5th April 2009 when we invaded Picture a Song with the added proviso by NikkiDee that it had to be by Nirvana.
Us followers of Buddha spell it the pali way as Nibanna. I am entirely convinced by a large amount of historical evidence that the Essene's, that Jesus was a member of, were started by an Arahant sent by Ashoka. Also, that their practices were very much the same as what the Buddha taught, including not killing animals for food, having a community of monks spending much time in silence, and keeping good morality very seriously. The description of Jesus time in the desert for 40 days with temptation by the devil is very similar to the Buddha's final meditation with temptation by mara.
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In the era of Too Much TV, Hollywood's Biggest Night has shifted from The Academy Awards to The Emmy Awards. With over 1500 television shows submitting themselves for awards recognition, the Emmys spread over 3 days to accommodate the multitude of awards, the week between the Creative Arts and Primetime Emmys is one of the most celebratory in Hollywood, with primping and pampering and gifting suites! This was also a big season for gifting for a few reasons, Celebrity Connected, the reigning Best Gifting Suite not participating left the title up for grabs, and Red Carpet Report's first time back to the Old top suite, GBK Productions in years, but have they lost their luster? With a Strong showing from Secret Room Events and Debbie Durkin's Eco Luxe garden party there's some competition for who had the Best Gifting Suite of the TV Awards Season.
Starting with GBK Productions, previously a two day affair, GBK would operate the Friday and Saturday before a major Awards show, down to just Friday now. The email stating press was to park offsite, versus their standard of comping valet, as well as the same email directing attendees to the wrong room at the iconic Beverly Wilshire Hotel. Two Strikes off the bat, with 25 Vendors spread into two rooms on the Mezzanine level with WEN Haircare as the title sponsor and the largest booth, in the center back of the main room, GBK attendees were welcomed by a DJ, and front loading the big ticket vendors like Biotoc Skincare from Korea, Paccioni watches and a week at FitFarm (Only for Nominees). Austere wood frame Sunglasses and Bowties. Several Skincare and Make Up lines as well, drink ware from Simple Modern, premixed cocktails from Vitani, Candles designed to help pets with anxiety from Athenaroma, a new kind of resistance workout from Booty Sprout, placed next to a bamboo toilet paper vendor, Khi. One of the friendliest booths was Just Food For Dogs, human grade dog food, was one of the only LA Local booths. To utilize the gift from FitFam, GBK attendees would need to travel an hour outside Nashville, take a trip to Turks and Ciacos for the Sailrock vacation, Orange County for the menswear vendor or a trip to San Jose to make use of the $250 store credit from Harborside Dispensary. There wasn't much, from GBK's 25 Vendors someone could actually use. Lots of Niche vendors. We left pretty empty handed, and disheartened at how far GBK, once the gold standard of Gifting Suites has fallen so far.
Debbie Durkin's Eco Lux Lounge, at the Garden lawn at the Beverly Hilton felt like stepping into Midsommar with white frocked, flower children with floral laurels in their hair guiding guests around, the restrained 10 vendors. The only suite with a lunch buffet and seating, Debbie's working with tastemaker, Shae Savin added some InstaGlam to the lounge, with a set of feather and flower wings for guests to snap a soulful pic with, while enjoying the September sun. With JillJoanne.com's bags, learning Meal Prep with Flawless Cuisine from Chef Lauren Lawless, some cold therapy from Upgrade Labs, The Elephant Cooperation's #TrunksUp campaign, The Spa Dr, Etana Beauty (who also had a table at GBK), CBD Drink Mixers from Everyday Natural Products, supplements from SoCal Hemp Company, bamboo bedding from Ettitude, and unfortunately due to a shipping mishap, Hope CBD's products weren't delivered until midway through the festivities, but well worth investigating if you're exploring CBD. They're an independent grower, Veteran and Family owned. Hope-CBD.com
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That leaves us with The Secret Room, curated by Amy Boatwright, at the InterContinental Hotel in Century City. With 15+ Vendors featuring Neva Nude body art, one of a kind pieces from Desert Daisy Jewelry, Inika Organic Makeup, luxurious lace from Dentelle de Calais-Caudry, and The Original fashion compression sleeves from Sleevey Wonders. Ooh La Lemon handed out dog collars with matching leashes and bowties in very cute themed boxes with a sample of Gangsta Dog gourmet dog biscuits (my puppies couldn't get enough of them). Secret Room also teamed with NoKillLA's Best Friends shelter, and ChildLife Liquid Vitamins and 1More headphones. The HIGH-light of the suite was From The Earth Dispensary setting up a counter sampling and explaining products from Kushy Punch (edibles), Papa and Barkley (topicals) & Kurvana (smokable) as recreational cannabis has become less stigmatized, they were the belle of the ball, and helped crown Secret Room, the Best Gift Suite this Emmys Season.
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Sturt Street School is a private residence but surrounded by commerical property and is likely to be demolished soon.
Brief History of Mt Gambier – the second city of SA after Adelaide (region population nearly 35,000, urban 28,000).
Lieutenant James Grant aboard the Lady Nelson sighted and named Mt Gambier in 1800 after a Lord of the Admiralty. The first white man to traverse the area was Stephen Henty of Portland in 1839 when he sighted the Blue Lake. He returned with cattle and stockmen in 1841. He later claimed that had he known the lake and volcano he had discovered in 1839 was in SA he would have immediately applied for an 1839 Special Survey. But Henty thought he was squatting on land in NSW and he was not an official SA settler so the government ordered him off the land in 1844. Thus the first official white settler of the South East and the Mt Gambier district became Evelyn Sturt, brother to Captain Charles Sturt, who took up an occupational license in March 1844 and a property he named Compton just north of the present city. In April 1844 Governor Grey and a party of assistants including the Assistant Surveyor General Thomas Burr and artist George French Angas explored the South East naming Robe and doing the first surveys. Evelyn Sturt became the first to have an occupational license to squat and the first purchase freehold land near Mt Gambier which he did in 1847- a section of 77 acres when 80 acres was the norm. He left the district in 1854 selling his freehold land to Hastings Cunningham who in 1855 subdivided some of this land thus creating the town of Gambierton. The town lands were adjacent to the site of the first police station selected near what is now Cave Gardens by the government in 1845. A small bush inn also operated at this spot. The first streets were named after early locals such as Evelyn Sturt, Compton, Ferrers and Crouch (built the first general store before the town was created) etc. The town grew quickly because of the mild climate, fertile soils, plentiful water and the influx of settlers from across the border in what was to become the colony of Victoria. Cunningham himself was a great benefactor and donated land for the first school in 1856. In 1861 the town name was changed by act of parliament to Mt Gambier. The Hundred of Mt Gambier (along with three other hundreds) was declared in 1858 and began the closer settlement of the South East.
Unlike other areas of SA the South East was seen as paradise for pastoralists and the optimistic pastoralists flocked to the area with their flocks in 1845. The large runs locked up the land and prevented farmers from settling in the region except for the fertile lands around Mount Gambier. Here small scale farmers had small properties and grew potatoes, hops, and later had dairy cows as well as growing wheat and oats. Land acts in the early 1870s designed to break up the big runs only partially succeeded in the South East where most station owners bought up their lands freehold. It was after 1905 before the big pastoral estates were really broken up for farmers and closer settlement, except for near Mt Gambier. Apart from Evelyn Sturt the other early white settlers of the South East in 1845 were Alexander Cameron at Penola, John Robertson at Struan, William Macintosh and George Ormerod at Naracoorte, the Austin brothers at Yallum Park (later John Riddoch), the Arthur brothers (nephews of Governor Arthur of Van Diemen’s Land) at Mt Schanck( now Mt Schank) and the Leake brothers at Glencoe. In fact in 1845 nineteen leasehold runs were taken up in the South East with a further thirty runs in 1846 and most had several 80 acres sections of freehold land near the main homestead. Most had got to the South East from Casterton and Portland in Victoria as the swamps near the coast were too difficult to traverse except for the country near Robe. Many of the estates were huge. Evelyn Sturt on the Compton/Mt Gambier run had 85 square miles as well as his freehold land; Robertson had 135 square miles at Struan; George Glen (and William Vansittart) of Mayurra had 110 square miles; the SA Company had 159 square miles on the Benara run; the Leake brothers had 194 square miles on Glencoe; Hunter had 56 square miles on Kalangadoo; Neil Black of Noorat Victoria had 45 square miles on Kongorong run and 101 square miles at Port MacDonnell and the Arthur brothers had a huge run at Mt Schanck. By 1851 almost 5,000 square miles of the South East was occupied by Occupational License and most licenses were converted to 14 year leases in that year. A third of all leasehold land in SA was taken up in the South East because of its higher rainfall and suitability for pastoralism and a third of all sheep in the colony were in the South East. When Hundreds were declared in the South East in the late 1850s and early 1860s pastoralists bought up the land. In one case John Riddoch of Yallum Park owned the entire Hundred of Monbulla. Another pastoralist W. Clarke who had purchased Mt Schancke station from the Arthur brothers in 1861 owned SA land valued at £1.25 million when he died in 1874 and he had 120,000 acres freehold in Victoria, 75,000 acres freehold in SA( Mt Schank) and 50,000 acres freehold in each of NSW and Tasmania! Mt Schanck was changed in Schank in 1917 when German place names in SA were changed as Schank without the second “c” is an old English name!
In the 1850s Mt Gambier was a shanty village as the South East was a region of large pastoral estates and little agricultural farming and very low population numbers. It was far from Adelaide and remote and it was only after the Princeland episode in 1862 with the threat of possible secession to a new state that the Adelaide government began to invest in the South East and really encourage settlement there. The Border Watch newspaper was established in 1861, the Mt Gambier Hotel opened in 1862 and the Mt Gambier Council was formed in 1863.By the early 1860s Mt Gambier had almost 1,000 residents making it one of the largest towns in SA after the copper mining centres of Burra, Kadina and Moonta. By the 1881 SA census Mt Gambier had 2,500 residents making it the biggest town outside of Adelaide. In 1865 four iconic historic buildings were erected-the Courthouse, the Gaol, Christ Church Anglican and the Post Office and Telegraph Station. The flourmill which later became the Oat Mill opened in 1867 as wheat farmers had now taken up lands around the Mount. Mt Gambier was growing into a fine prosperous looking town with churches, stores, banks, hotels and fine residences. In the 1870s the rural population increased dramatically with tenant potato farmers on Browne’s Moorak estate and intensive hop growing in several localities such as Yahl and OB Flat and Glenburnie etc. Also in 1876 the first commercial forestry was started at the behest of George Goyder. A tree nursery was established on the edge of Leg of Mutton Lake in 1876 on a site selected by George Goyder himself. A stone cottage for the first nurseryman Charles Beale was constructed and it survived until demolished in 1969 but the nursery closed in 1929. The nursery propagated eucalypts, Oak, Elm, Ash, Sycamore, and North American pines. Pinus radiata was first grown at Leg of Mutton Lake and was being dispersed to other areas by 1878. Pinus canariensis was also grown in the 1880s. Pinus radiata is now the most commonly grown commercial forest tree in SA and Australia. Also in the 1870s the first hospital was erected and Dr Wehl, the town’s doctor for many years was in residence.
In the mid 1880s the first rail line was laid as the railway lines pushed out from Mt Gambier to Naracoorte. The service to Naracoorte began in 1887 and connected on with the line to Bordertown and Adelaide. By 1897 a railway connected Mt Gambier to Millicent and the port at Beachport. The railway line across the border to Heywood and Melbourne was not completed until 1917 as the SA government resisted a line that would take goods and passengers from Mt Gambier to Port Melbourne rather than to Port Adelaide. Mt Gambier railway station used to be a hive of activity with daily trains to Adelaide and an overnight sleeper services several times a week. Passenger trains to Mt Gambier from Adelaide stopped in 1990 after Australian National took over the SA railway network. Freight services stopped in 1995 and the railway line and station was formally closed. The railyards and other buildings were cleared in 2013.
Once there was a boy, who left his family and friends behind and travelled to an unknown country to escape the boredom of life.
Upon leaving, he said there will be no time for love nor romance, determined to meet his goals of becoming a great artist.
Once arrived, there were so many new things to see yet he felt very lonely. He sense his being as an observer and felt the impact of being surrounded by strangers talking to eachother with a language he doesn't understand. He enjoyed this isolation while he learned their customs and tried to speak like them. Though he was surrounded by many nice people and even made some friends, he couldn't help but feeling that something was missing. One day a stranger went pass his studio and spoke to him, she asked him many questions no one did before: "where did you come from?" "what is it like over there?" "how many language do you speak?". After that conversation, the girl left.
A few days later, the boy went downtown and entered an Irish pub as he loves that bittersweet taste of a black liquid known as Guinness. He knows he has to wait but that's ok as he has plenty of time. There he saw the girl with a group of friends. He wanted to go over and say hi, but noticed that one her male friends had his arm around her shoulders. So instead, he observed the place a bit more, finnished his drink and left.
Weeks passed, and he went downtown again looking at some items displayed in a shopwindow, it was in fact the same street as the Irish pub. Suddenly, 2 pairs of hands covered his eyes and a voice asked: "who am I ?". He turned around and looked at the smile of the girl. He didn't know what to say, not just because he didn't master the language, but because he felt speechless of her presence. He learned to know that the girl was also a student of his course and that unlike others, she has a keen interest in anything foreign. She taught him the magic of people colourfully dressed and dancing to strange music to express their love in Bollywood movies. She taught him how to eat English cones and Indian poppadoms.Then one day, she called him and asked if he could drive him to a forest to collect some wood for her art project. He agreed to help and he went to pick her up. It was a nice autumn weather, many leaves has already begun to fall. They could both smell the damped wood and felt the soaky ground. After hours of searching, they both sat down on a pile of wood and chat for some while. Then, the boy felt he could no longer hide his feelings, this intense feeling of desire so instead of telling her he lay his head on her tights.
That was a story I have heard which happened around Christmas in 1997, it was told that they used to live here (see photo) for many years. That there were good and bad times. I have heard eventually, that the girl went away to a far East country for a year. She left in a hurry, telling the boy not to worry and that she will come back. The boy was upset that she left without able to tell her how he felt as there was so much the girl needed to arrange. He felt misunderstood, so instead of speaking, he went silent and decided to wait for her coming back visiting at Christmas. She came after six months for a visit, it was cold and the boy somehow had bad luck. He ordered a car to pick her up, but the car company failed to give him one and he was left with the only option to call his cousin to be the driver. The cousin agreed, but only if the boy will sit in front with him and not with the girl. Also a week before, he made the decision to change the house in it's original state which he thought would be nice for her.
The girl came back, and was left alone in the backseat as the boy tried to keep his promise to his cousin. Back to the flat she felt uncomfortable as the place was cold and empty. She was looking for any pictures on the wall, which wasn't there. The boy felt she has changed and the love for him was no more, he felt he was misunderstood and couldn't change the situation. That night, he got drunk in a restaurant where they were going to meet up with friends. Once home, he locked himself up in the toilet and cried. He put the 2 beds apart as he thought that would be what she wanted and slept on the otherside of the room. All he wanted was for her to go to him and give him a big hug, like she always used to do. But it didn't happened. That morning he woke up early and went to the store to buy some medicine and breakfast as she was having a cold. She talked, expressed her feelings and he listened for the first time without interrupting. He helped her packing and went with her to the station where they said farewell.
That night before Christmas, a part of the boy died.
I have heard that the girl went back to the far country and a year later, the boy managed to travel to the same country in the hope that he can win her heart back.
A week before catching the plane, he realised that the girl's heart belonged to someone else. Knowing it is a failed mission even before it started, the boy went anyway. As years go by, he met other wonderful ladies who he failed to cherish, as his love has already been given away that Christmas in 1997.
Looking at the flat with the sealed door and window, I wonder if there is such a thing that the world is trying to tell you to let go. That love, no matter how true and deep is only a moment in time.
This is Åke Rhudin. Journalist, author, historian, storyteller, postman and more. Whenever you meet him you can expect to hear a few true (and funny) stories. Here is one. Delivering mail to the Almåsa Conference Centre, which is operated by Iris, a group for the visually impaired, on a very warm day, Åke can feel that the staff are staring at him. He was treated to coffee at another house, and the coffee pot must have had had soot on it. Now all that soot is covering his face. He is offered a chance to take a shower and quickly accepts. Opening a door in the shower room he finds a sauna and decides to use it. Opening another door a little later, he finds himself at the indoor swimming pool. It is filled with blind people so Åke decides to go for a swim despite being in the nude. When he enters he informs everyone who he is. As he leaves the pool he suddenly decides to do the dick o copter! Six months later, back at the conference centre he is told that a group of people would like to meet him. That's when he realised that the people in the pool six months earlier were not blind at all, but a group of people from the Swedish social insurance agency and now as they are back at Almåsa they want to see what the mail-man looks like when he is not naked! They also tell him that the story of the naked mail man doing the dick o copter has spread around the world!
I found him sometime in the early to mid 1970s. He was a small figurine on top of a cupcake at Kevin Boyd's house. I took him home that night and kept him for years. We became fast friends. Sadly, in a fit of fundamentalist religious zeal sometime in the mid to late 1980s, I threw him away. Everything related to Halloween had to go. What was I thinking? Obviously I regretted this later and spent years recollecting all the elements I could find that were part of my original collection. I started recollecting in the years prior to the internet so there were no options such as ebay. You just had to go to every antique store or garagae sale you could find just hoping they would have some old cast off durable plastic Halloween offerings. I pretty much assumed I'd never see him again, until the age of the internet. Then I began allowing myself glimmers of hope. Soon, I was finding some good collectibles books that were giving me hope as well. Finally, with some encouragement from krispy, New York Observer, halloween guy and nemo_434 and a helpful tip from riptheskull, I was able to finally reunite with Blacksuit after 22 years. So, a special thanks to all of you guys and to the ebay user who sold him to me. The one I ended up buying is not exactly the same. It's a slightly larger model that I believe used to stand on top of a car. However, the design that inspired the cupcake topper is the same. Hence, I can say that Blacksuit is home. I still can't believe it.
Dusk settles on Carlos Gonzalez Torrez's crops that are giving him education and experience at the Agricultural Land Based Training Association (ALBA); who receives assistance from the U.S. Department of Agriculture (USDA) Farm Production and Conservation (FPAC) Farm Service Agency (FSA); he is a 2015 graduate of their Farmer Education Course (PEPA) and is now in his third of five (possible) incubator years where he rents farm land, currently 4.35 acres of ALBAâs 100 acre facility in Salinas, Ca., on Nov. 14, 2018.
The Agricultural Land Based Training Association (ALBA) is a training program that helps low income farmworkers and others learn how to become farmers. New farmers begin with a series of classroom courses and on-hands training, and graduate to farming their own piece of land on the farm. Eventually these new graduates hope to become successful farmers.
ALBAâs Farmer Education and Enterprise Development (FEED) Program educates and trains new farmer-entrepreneurs to plan, launch, and establish viable organic farm businesses or advance their careers. To accomplish this, ALBA has 100 acres of organic land, an experienced team with diverse expertise, and a hands-on, 5-year farmer development program. FEED is comprised of three main components:
1.The Farmer Education Course (PEPA) is a one year, bilingual, 300-hour curriculum featuring classroom instruction and field-based training, readying participants to launch an organic farm business.
2.The Organic Farm Incubator allows course graduates to launch their farm on ALBAâs land. Starting at ½ acre, farmers gradually scale up to 5 acres over 4 years under ALBAâs supervision before transitioning to fully independent farming.
3.ALBA Organics, aggregates, markets and ships participantsâ products to growing markets around California. Doing so gives farmers access to clients that would otherwise be out of reach and allows them to focus on growing and business management in their initial years.
For more information about PEPA please see www.albafarmers.org/programs/
Farm Production and Conservation (FPAC) is the USDAâs focal point for the nationâs farmers and ranchers and other stewards of private agricultural lands and non-industrial private forest lands. FPAC agencies implement programs designed to mitigate the significant risks of farming through crop insurance services, conservation programs and technical assistance, and commodity, lending, and disaster programs. The FPAC team includes, Farm Service Agency (FSA) (www.fsa.usda.gov/), Natural Resources Conservation Service (NRCS) (www.nrcs.usda.gov/wps/portal/nrcs/site/national/home/), and Risk Management Agency (RMA) (www.rma.usda.gov/).
Farm Service Agency (FSA) is equitably serving all farmers, ranchers, and agricultural partners through the delivery of effective, efficient agricultural programs for all Americans. FSA is a customer-driven agency with a diverse and multi-talented work force, dedicated to achieving an economically and environmentally sound future for American Agriculture. The vision is to be a market-oriented, economically and environmentally sound American agriculture delivering an abundant, safe, and affordable food and fiber supply while sustaining quality agricultural communities.
Here, FSA works with non-profit organizations such as ALBA to provide program information and outreach to beginning farmers, socially disadvantaged farmers and limited income farmers. ALBA works with a unique farmer base of nontraditional, diverse and beginning farmers.
FSA staff has worked with ALBA for many years in the following ways:
1. Provide classroom training to new ALBA students at the ALBA farm during their regular coursework. FSA provides training on:
a. How to apply for a farm loan and prepare a cash flow statement.
b. How to apply for FSA programs that help with risk management on the farm, such as the Noninsured Crop Disaster Assistance Program (NAP) or other regional crop insurance options.
c. How to apply for Disaster Assistance through FSA in case of an adverse weather event or other emergency.
2. FSA has provided micro loans, operating loans and ownership loans to help ALBA farmers become independent and successful in their operations. FSA has provided Emergency Conservation Program (ECP) and Noninsured Disaster Assistance Program (NAP) payments to these farmers.
3. FSA has provided bookkeeping training courses to ALBA students, on farm tours, and has helped students apply for USDA scholarships to attend agricultural conferences and other trainings.
4. FSA has referred ALBA farmers to NRCS for help with resource management issues.
âThese farmers are the future face of American Agriculture. It is so important for FSA to help them get a strong start in ensuring the success of their operations, said FSA County Executive Director Vivian Soffa. Carlos will need support when he graduates from ALBA and hopefully FSA will be able to assist him with his capital needs when he is farming on his own in this very competitive agriculture market. Familiarity with FSAâs programs at the beginning of a new farmerâs endeavor may be the difference between success and failure.â
For more information please see www.usda.gov.
USDA Photo by Lance Cheung.
I believe we've changed our last diaper. :-)
Like Ian, Casey wasn't much interested in learning to use the potty. What finally got him started was bribery plain and simple. I said to him, with a silly voice, "do you want some candy?" He started to giggle and said "Yes." Me: "OK, well, if you pee in the potty, you can have some candy." Him, giggling, "OK." And he did it! And he got his candy immediately. For the next couple weeks, he got 5 M&M's every time he used the potty and he didn't have any accidents except when it was number 2.
Getting him to poop was a bit harder. First we tried the candy bribe again -- no dice. Then we offered a toy he really wanted. That worked once then he went back to using his pants. We threatened to take away the new toy and eventually followed through. He learned to live without it. Finally, we made a new plan. My idea was to give him back the toy every morning but take it away when he pooped. Gina's was to make this potty chart and tell him he could go to build-a-bear after he got 7 smiley faces. Both seemed to help. Repeatedly taking away his new toy finally made an impression and he liked the nice chart.
Anyway, it's been over a week since he messed his pants. I think it's time to pop a champagne bottle!
by Mischa Badasyan
"I exist in the relations. Others create me and I am a reflection of others. I wanna be part of you - your body, your moment, your story, and your life. Once I met him. This encounter is still a memorable moment of something that moves me forward, let me dance and spin around. His body stucked to mine and we were breathing together. I have been embraced from inside, I became part of him. We were together, once and for ever."
Reviews by JD Piche, RCRs Producer and Pop Culture expert, follow him on Twitter at @misadventurer
In the era of Too Much TV, Hollywood's Biggest Night has shifted from The Academy Awards to The Emmy Awards. With over 1500 television shows submitting themselves for awards recognition, the Emmys spread over 3 days to accommodate the multitude of awards, the week between the Creative Arts and Primetime Emmys is one of the most celebratory in Hollywood, with primping and pampering and gifting suites! This was also a big season for gifting for a few reasons, Celebrity Connected, the reigning Best Gifting Suite not participating left the title up for grabs, and Red Carpet Report's first time back to the Old top suite, GBK Productions in years, but have they lost their luster? With a Strong showing from Secret Room Events and Debbie Durkin's Eco Luxe garden party there's some competition for who had the Best Gifting Suite of the TV Awards Season.
Starting with GBK Productions, previously a two day affair, GBK would operate the Friday and Saturday before a major Awards show, down to just Friday now. The email stating press was to park offsite, versus their standard of comping valet, as well as the same email directing attendees to the wrong room at the iconic Beverly Wilshire Hotel. Two Strikes off the bat, with 25 Vendors spread into two rooms on the Mezzanine level with WEN Haircare as the title sponsor and the largest booth, in the center back of the main room, GBK attendees were welcomed by a DJ, and front loading the big ticket vendors like Biotoc Skincare from Korea, Paccioni watches and a week at FitFarm (Only for Nominees). Austere wood frame Sunglasses and Bowties. Several Skincare and Make Up lines as well, drink ware from Simple Modern, premixed cocktails from Vitani, Candles designed to help pets with anxiety from Athenaroma, a new kind of resistance workout from Booty Sprout, placed next to a bamboo toilet paper vendor, Khi. One of the friendliest booths was Just Food For Dogs, human grade dog food, was one of the only LA Local booths. To utilize the gift from FitFam, GBK attendees would need to travel an hour outside Nashville, take a trip to Turks and Ciacos for the Sailrock vacation, Orange County for the menswear vendor or a trip to San Jose to make use of the $250 store credit from Harborside Dispensary. There wasn't much, from GBK's 25 Vendors someone could actually use. Lots of Niche vendors. We left pretty empty handed, and disheartened at how far GBK, once the gold standard of Gifting Suites has fallen so far.
Debbie Durkin's Eco Lux Lounge, at the Garden lawn at the Beverly Hilton felt like stepping into Midsommar with white frocked, flower children with floral laurels in their hair guiding guests around, the restrained 10 vendors. The only suite with a lunch buffet and seating, Debbie's working with tastemaker, Shae Savin added some InstaGlam to the lounge, with a set of feather and flower wings for guests to snap a soulful pic with, while enjoying the September sun. With JillJoanne.com's bags, learning Meal Prep with Flawless Cuisine from Chef Lauren Lawless, some cold therapy from Upgrade Labs, The Elephant Cooperation's #TrunksUp campaign, The Spa Dr, Etana Beauty (who also had a table at GBK), CBD Drink Mixers from Everyday Natural Products, supplements from SoCal Hemp Company, bamboo bedding from Ettitude, and unfortunately due to a shipping mishap, Hope CBD's products weren't delivered until midway through the festivities, but well worth investigating if you're exploring CBD. They're an independent grower, Veteran and Family owned. Hope-CBD.com
Here are links to the products listed above
ettitude.com
etanabeauty.com
thespadr.com
upgradelabs.com
Hope-CBD.com
flawlesscuisine.com
enpstore.com
socalhempco.com
That leaves us with The Secret Room, curated by Amy Boatwright, at the InterContinental Hotel in Century City. With 15+ Vendors featuring Neva Nude body art, one of a kind pieces from Desert Daisy Jewelry, Inika Organic Makeup, luxurious lace from Dentelle de Calais-Caudry, and The Original fashion compression sleeves from Sleevey Wonders. Ooh La Lemon handed out dog collars with matching leashes and bowties in very cute themed boxes with a sample of Gangsta Dog gourmet dog biscuits (my puppies couldn't get enough of them). Secret Room also teamed with NoKillLA's Best Friends shelter, and ChildLife Liquid Vitamins and 1More headphones. The HIGH-light of the suite was From The Earth Dispensary setting up a counter sampling and explaining products from Kushy Punch (edibles), Papa and Barkley (topicals) & Kurvana (smokable) as recreational cannabis has become less stigmatized, they were the belle of the ball, and helped crown Secret Room, the Best Gift Suite this Emmys Season.
Check out these amazing products from the Secret Room event below
NKLA.org
RafiaJewelry.com
DesertDaisyJewelry.com
FTEusa.com
InikaOrganic.com
oohlalemonstore.com
PrimoWater.com
SleeveyWonders.com
childlifenutrition.com
usa.1more.com
Ayrin and Sheryl PHOTOSTORIES: THE PARTY (1 of 4): Ayrin dolls /
LA FIESTA (1 de 4): Los muñecos de Ayrin
(Read in order, this is: SHOT/FOTO 16 of 75) PAG: 01, 02, 03, 04, 05, 06, 07, 08, 09, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31, 32, 33, 34, 35, 36, 37, 38, 39, 40, 41, 42, 43, 44, 45, 46, 47, 48, 49, 50, 51, 52, 53, 54, 55, 56, 57, 58, 59, 60, 61, 62, 63, 64, 65, 66, 67, 68, 69, 70, 71, 72, 73, 74, 75.
FOTOSTORY: In English / En Español
Yas: Anyway Ren, ignore him, he's a true bother, what was you saying to me?
Ren: His name is Kuro, and it looks he likes you :)
Kuro: purring
/
Yas: Bueno Ren, pasa de él, es un pesado, que me estabas contando?
Ren: Se llama Kuro, y parece que le has caido bien :)
Kuro: ronroneo
LINKS:
- Hilo de las Fotohistorias de Shin y Yashiro en el Foro de Pullips: Pullip .es
- Hilo de la Relación entre Shin y Yashiro en la sección de Penpals de Pullip .es
Reviews by JD Piche, RCRs Producer and Pop Culture expert, follow him on Twitter at @misadventurer
In the era of Too Much TV, Hollywood's Biggest Night has shifted from The Academy Awards to The Emmy Awards. With over 1500 television shows submitting themselves for awards recognition, the Emmys spread over 3 days to accommodate the multitude of awards, the week between the Creative Arts and Primetime Emmys is one of the most celebratory in Hollywood, with primping and pampering and gifting suites! This was also a big season for gifting for a few reasons, Celebrity Connected, the reigning Best Gifting Suite not participating left the title up for grabs, and Red Carpet Report's first time back to the Old top suite, GBK Productions in years, but have they lost their luster? With a Strong showing from Secret Room Events and Debbie Durkin's Eco Luxe garden party there's some competition for who had the Best Gifting Suite of the TV Awards Season.
Starting with GBK Productions, previously a two day affair, GBK would operate the Friday and Saturday before a major Awards show, down to just Friday now. The email stating press was to park offsite, versus their standard of comping valet, as well as the same email directing attendees to the wrong room at the iconic Beverly Wilshire Hotel. Two Strikes off the bat, with 25 Vendors spread into two rooms on the Mezzanine level with WEN Haircare as the title sponsor and the largest booth, in the center back of the main room, GBK attendees were welcomed by a DJ, and front loading the big ticket vendors like Biotoc Skincare from Korea, Paccioni watches and a week at FitFarm (Only for Nominees). Austere wood frame Sunglasses and Bowties. Several Skincare and Make Up lines as well, drink ware from Simple Modern, premixed cocktails from Vitani, Candles designed to help pets with anxiety from Athenaroma, a new kind of resistance workout from Booty Sprout, placed next to a bamboo toilet paper vendor, Khi. One of the friendliest booths was Just Food For Dogs, human grade dog food, was one of the only LA Local booths. To utilize the gift from FitFam, GBK attendees would need to travel an hour outside Nashville, take a trip to Turks and Ciacos for the Sailrock vacation, Orange County for the menswear vendor or a trip to San Jose to make use of the $250 store credit from Harborside Dispensary. There wasn't much, from GBK's 25 Vendors someone could actually use. Lots of Niche vendors. We left pretty empty handed, and disheartened at how far GBK, once the gold standard of Gifting Suites has fallen so far.
Debbie Durkin's Eco Lux Lounge, at the Garden lawn at the Beverly Hilton felt like stepping into Midsommar with white frocked, flower children with floral laurels in their hair guiding guests around, the restrained 10 vendors. The only suite with a lunch buffet and seating, Debbie's working with tastemaker, Shae Savin added some InstaGlam to the lounge, with a set of feather and flower wings for guests to snap a soulful pic with, while enjoying the September sun. With JillJoanne.com's bags, learning Meal Prep with Flawless Cuisine from Chef Lauren Lawless, some cold therapy from Upgrade Labs, The Elephant Cooperation's #TrunksUp campaign, The Spa Dr, Etana Beauty (who also had a table at GBK), CBD Drink Mixers from Everyday Natural Products, supplements from SoCal Hemp Company, bamboo bedding from Ettitude, and unfortunately due to a shipping mishap, Hope CBD's products weren't delivered until midway through the festivities, but well worth investigating if you're exploring CBD. They're an independent grower, Veteran and Family owned. Hope-CBD.com
Here are links to the products listed above
ettitude.com
etanabeauty.com
thespadr.com
upgradelabs.com
Hope-CBD.com
flawlesscuisine.com
enpstore.com
socalhempco.com
That leaves us with The Secret Room, curated by Amy Boatwright, at the InterContinental Hotel in Century City. With 15+ Vendors featuring Neva Nude body art, one of a kind pieces from Desert Daisy Jewelry, Inika Organic Makeup, luxurious lace from Dentelle de Calais-Caudry, and The Original fashion compression sleeves from Sleevey Wonders. Ooh La Lemon handed out dog collars with matching leashes and bowties in very cute themed boxes with a sample of Gangsta Dog gourmet dog biscuits (my puppies couldn't get enough of them). Secret Room also teamed with NoKillLA's Best Friends shelter, and ChildLife Liquid Vitamins and 1More headphones. The HIGH-light of the suite was From The Earth Dispensary setting up a counter sampling and explaining products from Kushy Punch (edibles), Papa and Barkley (topicals) & Kurvana (smokable) as recreational cannabis has become less stigmatized, they were the belle of the ball, and helped crown Secret Room, the Best Gift Suite this Emmys Season.
Check out these amazing products from the Secret Room event below
NKLA.org
RafiaJewelry.com
DesertDaisyJewelry.com
FTEusa.com
InikaOrganic.com
oohlalemonstore.com
PrimoWater.com
SleeveyWonders.com
childlifenutrition.com
usa.1more.com
L-R Peggy Nash at her post NDP Candidates Debate party, with Cheri DiNovo, MPP for Parkdale-High Park Toronto © Linda Dawn Hammond / IndyFoto.com 2012. January 18, '12.
I visited 4 of the after debate parties on the NDP pub crawl. choosing those whom believe to be the top contenders in this candidates race.
First on my list was Nathan Cullen's full capacity event at the Three Spot. Decidedly a younger crowd, all enthusiastic to meet the man who I believe gained the most from his exposure at the Toronto debate. He entered as an unknown candidate to many, and from the post-debate chatter I heard, left several impressed and willing to give him serious consideration. Nathan is a dynamic and charismatic speaker, and offered a decisively left leaning but inclusive direction for the party. Excellent Quebec French, surprising for a candidate from Toronto who now resides in northern BC.
Next on the agenda was Brian Topp at Bar Neon. I confess to being surprised to find him in such a trendy, buzzing venue, but he appeared to be enjoying himself, engaged in discussion with some youthful NDP supporters. When I questioned him about his position on the tar sands issue, he asked me to write to him with my questions and promised that he would reply personally and in depth. Which struck me as a sincere response, considering the late hour and various people pressing him for attention.
Mulcair's was upstairs at Duffy's and packed. It was the only after party I attended which offered the attraction of a live band- the amazing Heather Morgan among the talent. To be fair, by the time I arrived (post speech *), many who remained were there to support the band and not necessarily the politician. Mulcair made a point of NOT being photographed holding a drink- the sign of a seasoned politician, and I don't believe the glass he put down held water, (though I can't verify this and honestly don't care either way.) Other candidates were however less cautious, which speaks volumes about their relative inexperience in dealing with the media and public opinion. If one were to judge a politician by the bar chosen to host his "party", Duffy's clientele were older, tired and less edgy. As were many of the crowd, it appeared. Mulcair strikes me as the conservative choice- but then, this may give him a better chance of wooing disenchanted Liberals into the NDP fold (Wasn't he one himself?). Another indication is that he's managed to convince the upscale French riding of Outremont (Montreal) to vote for him. An ability to woo Quebec is an important consideration for any future NDP leader who wishes to step into Layton's shoes, and Mulcair's fluency in French is excellent and only matched by Topp. Mulcair may be the pragmatic decision. A last note on Duffy's the bar- TEN bucks for a Magner's??? To be fair, they offered a $3. special on beer that night... but as a cider drinker, that's pricing beyond greed and I won't be returning any time soon.
I finally made it to Peggy Nash's party at Ciro’s around 1 am. My worry that I might have missed her was unfounded. There she was, gracious and articulate as always, surrounded by her many faithful supporters. Andrew Cash showed up even later than I, and when I left to catch the last subway, she was still gamely holding court.
* Mulcair's speech www.youtube.com/watch?v=obm9roIYtAY
LDH
www.thegridto.com/city/politics/who-says-the-ndp-cant-par...
Jan 20, 2012
Politics
Who says the NDP can’t party hard?
As soon as Wednesday night’s NDP leadership debate was done, four candidates hosted afterparties along Bloor Street West. We investigated them all.
BY: Steve Kupferman
Subsequent to Wednesday’s NDP leadership debate at the Bloor Collegiate Institute, the eight candidates for Jack Layton’s former position were criticized for being too much in agreement on the issues at hand. However, once the debate wrapped up, they had no choice but to divide and conquer.
Finding no venue big enough to hold the debate’s 600 attendees, four of the candidates scheduled after-debate parties at different bars within a half-kilometre of each other on Bloor Street West. Yes: four bars, all within walking distance. There was only one reasonable thing to do: an NDP bar crawl.
Having investigated all four parties, The Grid hereby presents our NDP party rating guide:
Candidate: Peggy Nash
Venue: Ciro’s, 1316 Bloor Street West
holding his post-debate shindig. If it’s possible to divine anything about the candidates’ respective chances from the sizes of their parties alone, Dewar is in serious trouble. Stella was about half the size of Ciro’s and it still wasn’t quite packed. It was a dark, dingy little hangout where the air smelled like curry. There was no music.
“I am supporting Paul Dewar,” said Kari Sackney, who was standing by the door with a drink in her hand. “I think that he is unequivocally the best candidate for the job. I think that he is a bridge builder.” She conceded that she probably would be going to some of the other parties, “in the spirit of democracy.”
Party Rating: 5/10
Rationale: This party felt very pro-forma. If Paul Dewar is serious about being the leader of a sorta-socialist workingman’s political party, he needs to find supporters who do regular-guy things like, for instance, SHOTS!
Candidate: Thomas Mulcair
Venue: Duffy’s, 1238 Bloor Street West
Thomas Mulcair, the Quebecois MP, decided to hold his party in the dingiest of the four bars. The cavernous interior, ordinarily a refuge for local barflies, was packed with supporters. It was a slightly older crowd, to judge by faces alone. Mulcair worked the room with his wife, slowly sipping water from a plastic cup. Alone at a bar stool, a lonely leather-jacketed regular downed a beer with his back turned to the throng.
Party Rating: 7/10
Rationale: Mulcair has a very statesmanlike bearing and doesn’t seem like the type of guy who enjoys dive bars, but meeting him in Duffy’s and trying to have a dignified conversation with him over by the ATM was hilarious and I enjoyed it.
Candidate: Brian Topp
Venue: Bar Neon, 1226 Bloor Street West
The party for Brian Topp, a political strategist now trying to make the leap into policymaking, was happening at Bar Neon, a tiny hole in the wall that practically drips with hipster cool. The walls are bare brick and partly covered in murals, and the counter is stocked with obscure and very fancy brands of liquor.
The crowd was mostly young and stylish, and they were drinking hard—suspiciously hard. After some questioning, it was clear that many of them weren’t there out of fealty to the candidate.
Gavin, a 30-ish man who withheld his last name, was there for a birthday party that was happening simultaneously with the campaign event. “The NDP has taken over every bar in this neighbourhood,” he said. His group had come to Bar Neon because it seemed emptiest.
“Maybe you can judge a candidate by the size of their bar crowd,” he suggested. Brian Topp had best hope that’s not the case.
Party Rating: 9/10
Rationale: Topp can claim no credit for the awesomeness of his post-debate bash, because most of the fun was being had by people who weren’t his supporters. He was literally backed into a corner, by the stairway that led to the bathroom. Seemed like a really nice guy, though.
Hey NDP leadership candidate, how late are you planning on staying out tonight?
Peggy Nash: “I’ll be staying out… [pause] as long as I’m having fun.”
Paul Dewar: “Not too late, because I’m up early tomorrow.”
Thomas Mulcair: “We’re going to work seven days this week. We get up very early in the morning and we finish quite late, so I think that we’re just about to pack it in.”
Brian Topp: “My wife will decide that. We’ve got some events tomorrow morning, but I’m going to stay for a little while and see if we get more people coming in who want to meet. One of the things I want to do is meet them.”
COMMENTS
Hey!
You totally missed the after party for Nathan Cullen.
It was right next door at the Three Spot.
The place was packed and erupted when Nathan arrived.
Listen, I organized it and was nervous about how many folks would come out.
I was as surprised as anyone that we had such a big crowd. At first, I genuinely thought that it was pretty equal mix of locals and NDPers. But, as the night moved on and Nathan mingled it was apparent that is was about 80/20 NDPers/locals.
Our event was more organic and less campaign-y. We had loads of folks come through from other after parties that ended up sticking around.
The Davenport NDP Association led by Andrew Cash started their pub crawl there and Craig Scott newly minted nominee for Toronto Danforth dropped by around midnight.
Over the course of the night I’d say between 70-80 folks came through.
Photo’s: www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=192481094184358&set=a...
By 1:00am the crowd was thinning out. It was a big success for a underdog candidate from Northern BC!
Very sorry that you weren’t able to make it or able to cover.
I imagine it would have got a 7 or 8/10 in your rating system. ;)
Hopefully you can make a note of it on web version of story.
Regards,
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Patrick Casey 2 COMMENTS
Hey!
You totally missed the after party for Nathan Cullen.
It was right next door at the Three Spot.
The place was packed and erupted when Nathan arrived.
Listen, I organized it and was nervous about how many folks would come out.
I was as surprised as anyone that we had such a big crowd. At first, I genuinely thought that it was pretty equal mix of locals and NDPers. But, as the night moved on and Nathan mingled it was apparent that is was about 80/20 NDPers/locals.
Our event was more organic and less campaign-y. We had loads of folks come through from other after parties that ended up sticking around.
The Davenport NDP Association led by Andrew Cash started their pub crawl there and Craig Scott newly minted nominee for Toronto Danforth dropped by around midnight.
Over the course of the night I’d say between 70-80 folks came through.
Photo’s: www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=192481094184358&set=a...
By 1:00am the crowd was thinning out. It was a big success for a underdog candidate from Northern BC!
Very sorry that you weren’t able to make it or able to cover.
I imagine it would have got a 7 or 8/10 in your rating system. ;)
Hopefully you can make a note of it on web version of story.
Regards,
–
Patrick Casey
NDP Leadership candidate Peggy Nash is the Member of Parliament for Parkdale-High Park and a former President of the NDP. A lifelong activist and community organizer, she is known for her tireless work to build a stronger and more equal Canada.
Born into a working class suburban family, Peggy went onto serve as a top executive for Canada's largest private-sector union. Peggy has distinguished herself as a national leader on economic affairs. Since the May 2011 election, Peggy has served as Opposition finance critic. She has fought for equality and human rights abroad as an elections monitor in South Africa and Ukraine. In 1994 she helped to found Equal Voice. In recognition of her work in the labour, women's and environmental movements she has received numerous awards from the YWCA, City of Toronto and the Sierra Club of Canada.
Peggy is fluent in English, French and Spanish.
She lives in Toronto with her partner, Carl. They have raised three sons.
Gathering at San Jose City Hall before the Women’s March — Sign reads: “Dear World. The majority of Americans did NOT vote for him… We are sorry.”
The church stands within the grounds of Waldershare Park and is not easy to find. Through a lychgate, in a tree-shaded churchyard, the three eastern gables may be seen. The centre one is of natural flint, whereas the outer two are of brickwork, and these sum up the charm of this church - one of contrasts. The nave was almost rebuilt in the nineteenth century and you could almost imagine it belonging to a suburban church of the 1870s. The roof is high, the walls are bare and the character rather austere. The chancel, too, has a Victorian feel with a heavy marble reredos and stencilled walls. Leading off to north and south of the chancel are the brick chapels which we noted on the outside. The south chapel is the earlier, dating from 1697, and contains the tomb chest of Susan Bertie. The same tomb also commemorates Montague, Earl of Lindsey, who was loyal to Charles I, and is noted as 'having attended his sacred Majestic to his grave and giving him a Christian burial at Windsor after his barbarous and horrid murder'. The north chapel was built in 1712 to accommodate the monument to Sir Henry Furness who built the present mansion house in the park. This monument only just fits into its chapel and rises in stages like a wedding cake, with four life-sized broken-hearted ladies at the base for starters. As a conversation piece it is unrivalled in a country church. The church is no longer used and is in the care of The Churches Conservation Trust.
www.kentchurches.info/church.asp?p=Waldershare
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WALDERSHARE
Is the next parish southward from Betshanger lastdescribed, being written in the book of Domesday, Walwaresere, and in some other antient records, both Walworthshire, and Walwareshare, taking its name most probably from the worlds, or open downs, among which it is situated. A borsholder is appointed for this parish, including the district of Apulton, at the court leet of Waldershare manor.
THIS PARISH is situated in a healthy country, among the high hills near the eastern boundary of the county, next the sea, from which it is distant about five miles, and near as many from Dover. It lies about a mile and an half northward of the great London road, and extends about two miles from north to south, but it is very narrow across the other way. It contains in the whole about 1000 acres of land, the rents of which are about 600l. per annum. The whole parish belongs to the earl of Guildford, except ing Southwood and Heasleden down; London close, part of Linacre court, and Appleton. There are eight houses in it, besides one in the district of Appleton, which is entirely separated from the rest of it by the parishes of Norborne and West Langdon intervening, as has been already noticed. In the southern part of it is Waldershare park, well cloathed with trees, having the house in the vale nearly in the centre, and the belvidere at the south-west corner, on high ground, with a beautiful prospect from it, the whole of it stands much in need of modern taste and improvements. The church is situated near the middle of the eastern side of the parish. At the northern boundary is Malmains farm, (the antient mansion of that family in this parish, though now only a mean farm-house, belonging to the earl of Guildford) and an open uninclosed down, called Maimage down, corruptly for Malmains down. The country here has much the same face and soil as those of the neighbouring parishes, a wild and mountainous aspect, and a poor chalky soil. There is a fair held here on WhitTuesday yearly, for toys and pedlary.
WALDERSHARE, at the time of taking the survey of Domesday, in the 15th year of the Conqueror's reign, was part of the possessions of Odo, bishop of Baieux, the king's half-brother, of whom it was held by Ralph de Curbespine; accordingly it is thus entered in that record, under the general title of the bishop's lands:
In Estrei bundred. Ralph de Curbespine bolds of the bishop two sulings in Walwaresere. The arable land is . . . . In demesne there is one carucate and an half, and fourteen villeins, with two carucates and an half. Of this land, Robert has half a suling, and one carucate there. In the time of king Edward the Confessor, it was worth seven pounds and ten shillings, and afterwards fifty shillings, now seven pounds. Wluuard held it of king Edward.
Four years afterwards the bishop was disgraced, and all his possessions were consiscated to the crown; soon after which, upon the king's new arrangement of Dover castle, this manor, among other lands, was assigned to Gilbert Magminot, for his assistance in the defence of it, and together made up the barony of Magminot, being held by barony of Dover castle, by the service of performing ward there from time to time.
Of the Magminots, and their descendants the Sayes, the chief lords of the seignory, this manor was again held by the family of Malmaines, of eminent account in these parts, who were possessed of manors called after them, in Alkham, Pluckley, and Stoke; their residence in this parish likewise being called by their name. John de Malmalnes is recorded in the Battle abbey roll, as having accompanied the Conqueror to England, and to have been present at the battle of Hastings, being standard-bearer to the Norman footmen. From him descended the several branches of this family seated in different parts of this county, who were many of them men eminent for the offices of trust and honour, which they at different times held. They bore for their arms, Ermine, on a chief, gules, three right hands couped, argent; which shield is carved in stone in several places on the roof of the cloysters of Canterbury cathedral. Several of this family lie buried in the Grey Friars church, in London. From the permanency of them here, not only their mansion in this parish acquired the name of Malmaines, (fn. 1) but the manor itself became stiled in records, WALDER SHARE, alias MALMAINES.
From John de Malmaines above-mentioned, who first held this manor in the reign of the Conqueror, it descended down to Henry Malmaines, esq. of Waldershare, who died possessed of it in the 46th year of king Edward III. leaving an only daughter and heir Alice, but it seems she inherited only a part of this manor and estate, which she carried in marriage to Henry Holland, of Solton, near Dover, and he died possessed of her interest in it, in the 19th year of king Richard II. leaving Jane his daughter and heir, married to Thomas Goldwell, of Godington, in Great Chart, who entitled her husband to it, and from him it descended down to his grandson of the same name, who, about the beginning of king Henry VI.'s reign, alienated his part of it to John Monins, esq. who had before become possessed of the other part of this manor, by his marriage with the daughter and heir of Colby, who inherited this estate in right of his wife, daughter and heir of Thomas, son of John Malmaines, of Stoke, who was related to Henry Malmaines before-mentioned, on whose death in 46 Edward III. it descended to him, so that he became then possessed of the whole of this manor.
John Monins, or Monyn, as the name was sometimes spelt in antient deeds, was descended from Sir Simon de Monyn, of the castle of Mayon, in Normandy, who attended William the Conqueror in his expedition into England, and bore for his arms, Gules, three crescents, or, the coat-armour of his descendant at this time. John Monins, esq. afterwards resided at Waldershare, where he built a new mansion, about a mile south-eastward from the antient house of Malmaines, in which he afterwards resided, as did his descendants down to Sir William Monins, of Waldershare, who was created a baronet in 1611. He died in 1643, and was succeeded in title and estate by his eldest son Sir Edward Monins, bart. of Waldershare, who served the office of sheriff in the 21st year of king Charles I. and died possessed of this manor and estate in 1663, leaving five daughters his coheirs. On his death, this manor and seat devolved on his two eldest daughters and coheirs, Susan, married to Peregrine Bertie, second son of Montague, earl of Lindsey; and Jane to John, son and heir of Sir Norton Knatchbull, bart. the former of whom left two daughters and coheirs, Mary, married first to Anthony Henley, esq. of the Grange, in Hampshire, father of the lord chancellor, earl of Northington; and secondly, to Henry Bertie, third son of James, earl of Abingdon; and Bridget to John, lord Powlet, afterwards created earl Powlet. On the death of Susan, the eldest daughter and coheir above-mentioned, late wife of Peregrine Bertie, deceased, who seems at her death to have been possessed of the whole of this manor and estate, it became vested in her heirs and trustees, for the use of her two daughters and coheirs, and they, in the reign of king William and queen Mary, joined in the sale of it to Sir Henry Furnese, bart. of Waldershare, who rebuilt this seat, after a design, as it is said, of Inigo Jones, and inclosed a park round it, which he planted in an elegant manner with avenues, according to the taste of that time.
Sir Henry Furnese was the eldest son of Henry Furnele, of Sandwich. His next brother, George Furnese, was in the East-India Company's service, whose son Henry Furnese was of Gunnersbury house. He died in 1712, leaving by his first wife Anne, daughter of Robert Brough, esq. one son Sir Robert Furnese, bart. His second wife was Matilda, widow of Anthony Balam, esq. by whom he had a daughter Matilda, married to Richard Edgcumbe, afterwards created lord Edgcumbe.
Sir Henry Furnese, the eldest son, became a capital merchant, and by his industry and abilities rose to eminence, wealth, and honours. Being always active, and zealous in support of the Revolution, he was favourably distinguished by king William, and the Whigs in general, and the ministry patronizing him, it gave him weight and consequence, and served to enable him in the various branches of trade which he carried on, the more speedily to acquire those riches which he afterwards accumulated. He served the office of sheriff of London in 1701, and was in 1707 created a baronet. At his death he bequeathed a handsome legacy for charitable uses to the several parishes in Sandwich, as may be further seen in the description of that town. He bore for his arms, Argent, a talbot bound, seiant, within a bordure, sable
Sir Robert Furnese, bart. his son, resided here, and died possessed of this manor and seat in 1733, being at that time knight of the shire for this county. He had been three times married, first to Anne, daughter of Anthony Ealam, esq. by whom he had a daughter Anne, who married the hon. John St. John, second but at length only surviving son of Henry, viscount St. John, and after his death lord viscount St. John; Sir Robert married secondly, the hon. Arabella Watson, one of the daughters of Lewis, lord, afterwards earl of Rockingham, by whom he had Henry, his successor in title and estates; and Catherine, afterwards married to Lewis, earl of Rockingham; lastly, he married lady Anne Shirley, daughter of Robert Shirley, earl Ferrers, by whom he left an only surviving daughter Selina, married to Edward Dering, afterwards Sir Edward Dering, bart. Sir Henry Furnese, bart. survived his father but a short time, dying abroad in 1735, under age, and unmarried, and this, among the rest of his estates, by virtue of the limitations in his grandfather's will, became vested in his three sisters, as the daughters and coheirs of his father Sir Robert Furnese, in equal shares and proportions, in coparcenary in tail general. After which, by a decree of the court of chancery, at the instance of the parties, anno 9 king George II. a writ of partition was agreed to, which was confirmed by an act passed specially for this purpose next year, by which this manor and seat, with Malmaines and other premises in this parish, were allotted to Catherine, wife of Lewis, earl of Rockingham, who died s.p. in 1745, leaving her surviving, who then became possessed of this estate again in her own right. She afterwards married Francis, earl of Guildford, by whom she had no issue, and dying in 1766, devised it, among the rest of hereestates, to her surviving husband, who died in 1790, and was buried at Wroxton, in Oxfordshire, beside the countess his late wife. He was the only surviving son of Francis, lord Guildford, and by the death of William, lord North and Grey, succeeded as his heir to the former of those titles, the latter becoming extinct, bearing the title of. Lord North and Guildford; and on April 8, 1752, he was further advanced to the title of Earl of Guildford, in Surry. He married first Lucy, daughter of George, earl of Halifax, by whom he had Frederick, who became his heir; his second wife was Elizabeth, relict of George, viscount Lewisham, by whom he had two daughters, whom he survived, one of whom, Louisa, married to John Peyto, lord Willoughby de Broke; and a son Brownlow, now lord bishop of Winchester, who married Miss Banister. He married thirdly, Katherine, Countess of Rockingham, as above mentioned, who died s.p. Upon the earl of Guildford's death in 1790, in his 87th year, he was succeeded in titles and estate by his eldest son Frederick, lord North, and knight of the garter, who became (the second) earl of Guildford, a nobleman well known as having continued the prime minister of this country during the late unhappy American war. He died in 1792, in London, being at that time lordwarden of the cinque ports and constable of Dover castle, lord lieutenant and custos rotulorum of Somersetshire, chancellor of the university of Oxford, recorder of Gloucester and Taunton, &c. He was buried in the family vault at Wroxton; the whole university attending the funeral procession with great solemnity as it passed through Oxford. His Lordship married Anne, daughter of George Speke, esq. of Dillington, in Somersetshire, by whom he left three sons and three daughters; the former were, George-Augustus, Frederick, and Francis; the latter were Caroline, the eldest, married to Sylvester Douglas, esq. and Anne and Charlotte who are unmarried. The eldest son, GeorgeAugustus, succeeded him in title, and in this estate and seat of Waldershare, being the present right hon. the earl of Guildford, who first married Miss Hobart, daughter of the earl of Buckinghamshire. She died in 1794, leaving only an infant daughter Maria.—He married secondly, in 1796, the daughter of Mr. Thomas Coutts, banker, of London, by whom he has two daughters.
In the house of Waldershare was a portrait of Sir Robert Furnese, by Carlo Maretti, painted at Rome, and there is now a portrait of him there, marked F. T. his hand resting on a book, intitled Monumenta Romana. There are there likewise two family pictures by Sir Godfrey Kneller; the one of Sir Robert Furnese with his first wife and their daughter; the other of Sir Robert and his second wife, with their son Henry and daughter Catherine. (fn. 2)
A court leet and court baron is held for this manor of Waldershare.
The earl of Guildford bears for his arms, Azure, a lion passant, or, between three fleurs de lis, argent. For his supporters, Two dragons, sable, scaled, ducally gorged and chained, or; and for his crest, on a wreath of its colours— A dragon's head erased, sable, scaled, ducally gorged and chained, or. Motto, La vertue est la senle noblesse.
APULTON is a district esteemed to be within this parish, though separated from the rest of it by a part of the parishes of Norborne and West Langdon in tervening. It is situated northward from the other part of Waldershare, and appears by the survey of Domesday to have been at that time part of the possessions of Odo, bishop of Baieux, under the general title of whose lands it is thus entered in it:
The same Ralph (de Curbespine) holds of the bishop, Apletone. It was taxed at one suling. The arable land is . . . . . In demesne there are two carucates, with six borderers. In the time of king Edward the Consessor, it was worth one hundred shillings, and afterwards ten shillings, now forty shillings. Ascored held, it of king Edward.
Four years after the taking of the above survey, the bishop of Baieux was disgraced, and all his possessions were confiscated to the crown; soon after which, both these manors were granted by the king to Gil bert Magminot, for his assistance in the defence of Dover castle, being held by the service of ward to it, and with other lands made up the barony of Magminot. Of the family of Magminot and their heirs, these manors were again held by the eminent family of Malmains, who continued in the possession of them, down to Henry Malmains who joining with Simon, earl of Leicester, in rebellion against king Henry III. would have forfeited all his lands, had not the abbot of the adjoining monastery of Langdon interceded for him and gained his pardon; for which service his descendant, Sir John Malmains, through gratitude, gave the two manors of Apleton and Southwold, by his will, after the death of Lora his wife, who held them in dower, to the above-mentioned monastery, (fn. 3) and they both continued in the abbot's possession till the Ist year of king Richard III. when the abbot exchanged Southwood with Robert Monins, esq. for other lands elsewhere; but Appleton was, on the suppression of the abbey, in the 27th year of king Henry VIII surrendered into the hands of the crown, together with the rest of the possessions of the monastery; and the king seized on Southwood, then in the possession of Edward Monins, esq. as part of them, and unjustly alienated from it, and afterwards granted both Apleton and Southwold, among other premises, in his 29th year, to the archbishop of Canterbury, who in the Ist year of queen Elizabeth exchanged Appleton again with the crown, but he retained Southwood, which has ever since continued part of the possessions of that see, and remains so at this time.
BUT THE MANOR OF APPLETON, or Appulton, as it is sometimes written, was afterwards granted to Sir Edwin Sandys, of Northborne, in whose descendants it continued, till it was at length passed away to Wickenden; and Robert Wickenden, gent. of Dover, died possessed of it in 1686, and by his will gave it to his son of the same name, whose descendant Mr. Nicholas Wickenden, of the same place, dying without issue about sixty years ago, devised it to his servants, who sold it to Mr. Samuel Billingsley, of London, whose widow marrying Richard Crickett, esq. entitled him to the possession of it, and he continues the present owner. There is not any court held for this manor.
There are no parochial charities. The poor constantly maintained are about six, casually four.
THIS PARISH is within the ECCLESIASTICAL JURISDICTION of the diocese of Canterbury, and deanry of Sandwich.
The church, which is dedicated to All Saints, is a small mean building, consisting of a body and chancel, having a wooden turret at the west end, in which hangs one bell. It is almost overgrown with ivy. There are two additional buildings on each side the chancel, each of which communicates with the church by a door broken through the walls of it. That on the north side has in it a most magnisicent pyramidical monument, erected by Sir Robert Furnese, bart. in memory of his father Sir Henry Furnese. Four female figures, in white marble, as large as life, support the bale; on the four sides of which are inscriptions to the memories of Sir Robert his father, his sister Matilda, his three wives, his son Henry, and his daughters Anne and Catherine, all buried here; the whole finely executed by Mr. Greene, of Camberwell. In the building, on the south side, is a large altartomb, on which are the figures of a man and woman, made out of all proportion, and conspicuously absurd, and an inscription to the memory of the honorable Susan Bertie, fourth daughter and coheir of Sir Edw. Monins, bart. of Waldershare, and wife to the hon. Peregrine Bertie. Over it are banners, pendants, &c. In the chancel, against the south wall, is a monument for Sir Edward Monins, and Elizabeth his wife, obt. 1602; also for Sir William Monins, bart. of Waldershare, his son and heir, obt. 1642; and for his wife Jane, daughter of Roger Twysden, esq. of Roydonhall, in Peckham, in Kent, obt. 1640, and two of their children. Near it are two grave-stones, pointing out the burying-places of Sir William Monins and his wife, lady Jane; and for Edward, eldest son of Sir Edward Monins, bart. obt. 1640. In the east window are painted several female figures, which seem singularly indecent, at any rate very improper, for the place. In the body is a memorial for Laurence Wright, A. M. vicar of this parish and Elmsted, obt. 1707; arms, A chevron, between three batchets. A memorial for Robert Greenall, A. M. late vicar of this parish and rector of Blackmanstone, and curate of Nonington and Wimlingswold, obt. 1770.
¶The church of Waldershare was antiently appendant to the manor, and continued so, till one of the family of Malmaines gave it to the neighbouring abbey of West Langdon, to which it was appropriated by archbishop Walter Reynolds, in the 16th year of Edward II (fn. 4) In which state it continued till the suppression of that monastery, in the 27th year of king Henry VIII. when it came with the rest of the possessions of it, into the king's hands, whence this appropriation, together with the advowson of the vicarage, was afterwards granted to the archbishop of Canterbury, part of whose possessions it continues at this time. The appropriation is demised on a beneficial lease. The Monins's were formerly lesses of it, afterwards the Furneses, and now the earl of Guildford.
In the time of king Edward III. there were of the endowment of this church, one messuage, one garden, and nine acres of arable. It is valued in the king's books at 5l. 8s. but is now a discharged living, of the clear yearly value of twenty-five pounds.
In 1588 here were thirty-three communicants. In 1640 here were the like number, and it was valued at thirty-eight pounds. Archbishop Juxon augmented this vicarage twenty pounds per annum, anno 14 king Charles II. There is no vicarage house, and only one acre of glebe land, adjoining to the church-yard; but by the king's books it appears there were formerly two acres.
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Gaston Khandr leaning against a back alley wall, he turns around when he hears high heeled footsteps behind him. He lets out a bit of a growl and says "hey"
Sable Levee swallowing some of the pills that had just swiped from Tanks pocket as not really paying much attention. Pausing as smells and then hears Ston. Smirk kissing along softness of lips. " where da fuck have ya been?.." as been month or more since had seen Ston anger flushing to cheeks as had thought he ran off or something
Gaston Khandr walks up to Sable, and drags his fingers along her cheek, ending the caresse with the dragging of his nails along your skin "Ain't none of your fucking business where I've been. You have a problem with that?"
Sable Levee head tilts back as Ston drags tips of fingers to curve of cheek. The skin warm already from the flush of anger," da fuck it ain't.." drugs working to make her more mouthy as golden eyes flair snorting an few times. Reaching with one hand to grip the leather of his jacket," for all I knew your big ass was laying dead in the sewer"
Gaston Khandr keeps caressing her skin, enjoying the feel of her and says with a bit of a smirk "That would have been too bad for you, never would have had a good cock inside you again I bet." He licks his lips and nothing, taking a step into you.
Sable Levee snorts with an pfftt as feels the heat of your body while stepping closer," well fuck there are alot of cocks around..." laughing then as smirks," might have had some while ya were gone.."
Gaston Khandr his hand which was delicately caressing your face drags under your chin, threatenning to grip you. His hand just hovers there though as he stares nto your eyes through shades glasses "Yeah, I'm sure you have. But any of them love you? Or they jsut use you like a cheap slut who gives them their fix?"
Sable Levee feels the squeezing to fingers as point of chin is gripped. Angling face upwards more as sees the glance over top of your shades. Not wanting to admit you are true. That all treat her for what she is ..an lil whore," well none of them have to love me. Not like I love any of them.."
Gaston Khandr leans forward and kisses your lips, parting them with his tongue and forcing himself inside your mouth, inhaling your breath as he kisses you, whole body leaning against yours. Sable Levee lips part under yours to the kiss while suckling to bite at your tongue
Gaston Khandr as quickly as he kisses you, he pushes you back against the wall, standing about two feet away from you. He heaves his chest as he breathes, looking at your smaller form and says "Are we going to hear more fucking complaints about where I've been?"
Sable Levee gasping in surprise while being suddenly shoved back into the wall. Heavy lidded golden eyes narrowing while lips are still parted from the kiss," well did ya at least bring me anything?"
] Gaston Khandr smiles as you ask if he brought anything and takes a step forward grabing you by your shoulders. He spins you around and pushes your face against the wall. Then with this free hand he unbuckles his pants and reaches under your skirt to pull your panties down a little "Yeah, got somethign for you, now hold still so I can give it to you."
Water & Light at Sassi Mazar Balochistan May30, 2015
SUN SHINES IN THE NIGHT
Sassi punnu mausoleum got Solar Energy
Every year thousands of peoples from various parts of Sindh, Baluchistan and Punjab gather at the shrine of Sassi and Punnu in Singher village to attend a 3 days carnival. Singher village is , 52 Kilometers away from Hub town. Singher means chain, as the village is surrounded by the chain of hills where it is believed that Sassi and Punnu were buried under a landslide.
Before the monsoon a carnival organizing committee receives donation from the Baloch tribal chiefs of Sindh and Balochistan to bear the expenditures of the event. Collected funds are mostly used for providing food, water and accommodation to all the devotees there. Sufi Faqirs (singers) from Sindh, Balochistan and Punjab travel to perform songs on the occasion to pay homage to Sassi Punnu, the popular tragic romance of Sindh and Balochistan. Besides folk songs, a traditional Sindhi game malakhro similar to Japanese wrestling sumo also attracts a large number of the people to come there.
Lands from mountains with old graves scattered in the area and rainy water ways are quite difficult to cross for the travellers. Despite this, devotees, males and females, travel long distance to visit the site the entire year. For the local people, camel is the only means of transport and people gather there during the occasion.
There is only one well, which is useful for the communities otherwise the entire area underground water level is unsafe for human consumption. In case the area receives monsoon rains the people use rainy water from ponds.
For the benefit of peoples living in surroundings as well as devotees who visit during carnival and over the year, Masood Lohar, country Manager UNDP, GEF small grant program decided to use solar energy for providing clean and safe water and lighting on the mausoleum.
On 30th May 2015, Shaan Technologies Private Limited installed a 3 HP Solar Powered pump on a 250 ft deep well that is located near the tomb. Operating on a 3 kilowatt solar panel bank this pump provide 30 Gallon water per minutes & eliminates requirement of diesel generator operated pump that organizing committee previously used to supply water during the festival.
Now solar pump serves as a continuous source of clean water without any additional cost. A water tank is provided to store pumped water. This tank helped as a 24 hours ready source of water for the local people.
In addition to that 2 solar powered floodlights were also installed in front yard of tomb. These 14 watt LED lights runs on a 35 watt solar panel that provide sufficient power to run LED lamps up to 12 hours. Dusk to Dawn photo sensors is also used in the system that automatically turns on the light just before the sunset and turns off at dawn. This project was financed by the UNDP GEF Small grant program. Lodhie foundation contributed 10% cost of the project under its poverty alleviation initiative.
Project Summary
Location: Sassi Punnu Moseleum, Singher Village, Near Hub Dam, Baluchistan
Coordinates: 25°18'41"N 66°53'21"E
Nearby cities: Karachi, Hub City, Sonmiani / Winder city
Initiated By: UNDP, GEF Small Grant Program in association of Lodhie Foundation
Implemented by: Shaan Technologies Private Limited Karachi
Implantation Date: 30Th May 2015
Equipment installed:
(1) One 3HP DC Submersible water pump with 3KW Solar panels and Pump Controller
(2) Two Solar Powered LED Floodlights
Beneficiaries: Up to 2500 people living in the Singher village and surroundings
Folktale of Sassi & Punnu
Sassi Punnu is a famous folktale of love told in the length and breadth of Sindh, Pakistan. The story is about a faithful wife who is ready to undergo all kinds of troubles that would come her way while seeking her beloved husband who was separated from her by the rivals
Sassi was the daughter of a Brahman Hindu Rajah from Rohri . Upon Sassui's birth, astrologers predicted that she was a curse for the royal family’s prestige. The Raja ordered that the child be put in a wooden box and thrown in the Sindhu, present day’s river Indus. However, she was saved by a washer-man belonging to Bhanbhor, near Gharo district, Thatta . The washer-man raised her as his own daughter.
When Sassui became a young girl, she was as beautiful as the fairies of heaven. Stories of her beauty reached Punhun a prince from Kech Makran Balochistan and he became desperate to meet Sassi. The handsome young Prince therefore travelled to Bhambore. He sent his clothes to Sassi's father (a washerman) so that he could catch a glimpse of Sassi. When he visited the washerman's house, they fell in love at first sight. Sassui's father was dispirited, hoping that Sassi would marry a washerman and no one else. He asked Punnhun to prove that he was worthy of Sassui by passing the test as a washerman. Punnhun agreed to prove his love. While washing, he tore all the clothes as, being a prince, he had never washed any clothes; he thus failed the agreement. But before he returned those clothes, he hid gold coins in the pockets of all the clothes, hoping this would keep the villagers quiet. The trick worked, and Sassui's father agreed to the marriage.
At last Punnu (Punhoon) married her. However, his father, Ari, the King of Ketch, did not like his son getting married to a low-caste girl, so he instructed his other sons to go to Bhanbhor and bring back Punnu at any cost. They visited Punnu as his guests and during the night they intoxicated him and his wife. Later, they put their brother on one of the camels and left. When Sassi woke up in the morning, she was shocked to find Punnu missing and all his brothers gone. She understood their trickery. She left Bhambhor immediately to Kech Makran on foot in search of him. The Kech Makran is located along the Makran Coastal Highway in Baluchistan, Pakistan.
After crossing Pab Mountain, she reached the Harho range. She could not proceed further when her path was blocked by the Phor River. So she started retracing her steps. Soon she was accosted by a beastly goatherd who intended to molest her. Sassi prayed to God for protection. Immediately the ground below her feet started caving in like quicksand and she disappeared within seconds. Seeing the miracle, the goatherd repented sincerely, and to make amends for his misconduct, he made a grave in the site and became its custodian.
Punnu found no peace of mind at Kech. He languished and soon became an invalid. Under the circumstances, his father allowed him to return to Bhambhor.
During his return journey, Punnu happened to pass by the site where Sassi had met her death. When the goatherd came to know his story, he told him as to what had happened to Sassi. Punnu was beside himself on hearing the horrible news.
He prayed to God to unite him with Sassi. Again the ground became quicksand and he soon disappeared into the bowels of the earth. So came to an end the tragic love story of Sassi and Punnu. The legendary grave still exists in this valley.
The famous Sufi saint and poet Shah Abdul Latif Bhittai sings this historic tale in his sufi poetry “Shah jo Risalo” as an example of eternal love and union with Divine.
Sassi’s resting place is said to be about 45 miles away in the Pub range to the west of Karachi. A local man of some importance constructed a simple mausoleum in 1980 over the joint grave of Sassi and Punnu. It is often visited by tourists.
Captain America was very chill about me waking him up. He found a cozy cat bed and was happy to get back to sleep.
According to sources, the house was built sometime during the 17th century, which makes it among the oldest residences still existing in the Philippines. It was said to have been built for the family of Don Juan Yap, a Chinese merchant residing in Pari-an. He was married to Doña Maria Florido, who bore him three children. In the 1880s, their eldest daughter, Maria Florido Yap, was married off to the Cabeza de Barangay of Parian, Don Mariano Sandiego. For some time, the structure was used as a boarding house for students who were enrolled in schools and universities nearby. The upper level was divided by wooden wall partitions to create several small rooms for the boarders. These divisions have been removed in order to bring the interiors of the house back to its original state.
Yap Sandiego ancestral house, in 2008, the ancestral house was turned over to Val Sandiego, who is Doña Maria’s great great grandson. Val Sandiego is a well-known advocate of Cebuano heritage and is the renowned choreographer of the Sandiego Dance Company. Under his care, the house has become a lifestyle museum. Up to this day, the Yap-Sandiego residence contains antiques and religious icons.If you wish to visit the ancestral house, the entrance fee is Php 50. It is open daily from 9 a.m. to 6 p.m. It is located at 155 Mabini St., in Parian, Cebu City. It is only several metres away from the Heritage of Cebu Monument and Colon Street, which is the oldest street in the country.This Ancestral House is in 155 Lopez Jaena corner Mabini Street, in Parian District in Cebu. This place is believed to be one of the earliest residential homes in the country built in 1700. This house was formerly owned by a Chinese trader Don Juan Yap and his wife.
Cebu City is a significant cultural centre in the Philippines. The imprint of Spanish and Roman Catholic culture is evident. The city's most famous landmark is Magellan's Cross. A few steps away from the Magellan's Cross is the Basilica Minore del Santo Niño (Church of the Holy Child). This is a Augustinian church elevated to the rank of Basilica in 1965 during the 400th year celebrations of Christianity in the Philippines, held in Cebu. The church, which was the first to be established in the islands, is built of hewn stone and features the country's oldest relic, the figure of the Santo Niño de Cebú ( Holy Child of Cebu ). This religious event is celebrated during the island's cultural festivities known as the Sinulog festival. Held every third Sunday of January, it celebrates the festival of the Santo Niño, who was formerly considered to be the patron saint of Cebu. (This patronage was later changed to that of Our Lady of Guadalupe after it was realised that the St. Niño could not be a patron saint because he was an image of the Christ and not a saint.) The Sinulog is a dance ritual of pre-Hispanic indigenous origin. The dancer moves two steps forward and one step backward to the rhythmic sound of drums. This movement resembles somewhat the current (sulog) of the river. Thus, the Cebuanos called it Sinulog.
When the Spaniards arrived in Cebu, the Italian chronicler, Antonio Pigafetta, sailing under convoy with the Magellan expedition, offered a baptismal gift to Hara Amihan, wife of Rajah Humabon. She was later named Juana, the figure of the Santo Niño. The natives also honoured the Santo Niño de Cebu in their indigenous Sinulog ritual[citation needed]. The Sinulog ritual was preserved but limited to honouring the Santo Niño. Once the Santo Niño church was built in the 16th century, the Christian Malay people started performing the Sinulog ritual in front of the church, the devotees offering candles and indigenous dancers shouting ~ Viva Pit Señor!
Magellan's Cross is a Christian cross planted by Portuguese, and Spanish explorers as ordered by Ferdinand Magellan on arriving in Cebu in the Philippines around April 14 or 21, 1521. This cross is housed in a chapel next to the Basilica Minore del Santo Niño on Magallanes Street ( Magallanes being the Spanish name of Magellan ), just in front of the city centre of Cebu City. A sign below the cross describes the original cross is encased inside the wooden cross that is found in the centre of the chapel. This is to protect the original cross from people who chipped away parts of the cross for souvenir purposes or in the belief that the cross possesses miraculous powers. Some people, however, believe that the original cross had been destroyed or had disappeared after Magellan's death, and the cross is a replica that was planted there by the Spaniards after they successfully colonized the Philippines.
The history is that when Ferdinand Magellan first arrived in Cebu on 21 April 1521 he erected a cross in Cebu. The cross there today is not the original. Magellan's Cross is one symbol of Cebu. This chapel's image can be found in Cebu city seal. It is also seen as the symbol of Roman Catholicism in the Philippines. Magellan and his crew were the first Europeans to arrive in the Philippines. They made the first conversions to Catholicism when they converted Rajah Humabon, the local chief, his wife and hundreds of his Cebuano villagers to accept Christianity and be consequently baptized. At the same time Magellan left in Cebu the Santo Nino de Cebu [ holy child of Cebu ] a doll figure made in Europe in the 16th Century representing Jesus Christ as a child. This doll was rediscovered some 45 years later the return to Cebu of Miguel Lopez de Legazpi who came back to Cebu on the order of King Phillip of Spain to make Cebu the first centre of the new Spanish Colony in Asia, called Las Islas Filipinas. This doll also plays an important function in the religious life of millions of people as explained here.
At the Boven-Digul camp I met a local Papuan who spoke excellent English. When I told him I was heading north to find Korowai or Kombai tribes he said I was lucky to meet him, he would help me (and I was too trusting, as I can be). He prepared to leave with me to head north to Ko (or 'Kauwage' [with the Kau pron. Koh] according to google maps) where he has 'a brother' (a cousin). I'd pay for his transport. The cost of fuel for travel by speed-boat's the major expense in West Papua. He was inclined to come along he said b/c he couldn't afford the trip himself. He'd done some work with UNDP and was proud of some camera and video equipment the agency gave him which he was wanting to use north of Ko. This was taken en route to Ko. (West Papua is one of many hotbeds of intrigue, a bit like Belfast insofar as you might arouse suspicion by just walking around, or breathing. It has a profile as a place of injustice and oppression of the native Papuans by the Indonesian administration and by an element of the 'Transmigraci' Indonesian population, and I'm sure tourists and visitors are profiled for their politics [i.e. whether they give a shit about things like that.] I now think that this man was a spook, a spy.)
- We slept in Ko (or 'Kauwage') at the home of his "cousin" and then waited by the river for his brother to arrive heading further north with a longboat. (A Ko local with a speedboat gave him a price quote for a 5 or so hr. ride north and back, $1000. lol. [With a sizable kickback for my 'friend'?] So we waited for his 'brother'.) I was on a schedule with flights to catch from Merauke, etc. to Toronto for Xmas. But in Ko I was close to an interesting part of the island (although 'close' is relative) and I'd been hoping to meet some Korowai or Kombai and see their treehouses with any luck. My 'friend' said the area he wanted to take me to was very anthropological, near the end of one of the routes tourists trek along for weeks from Wamena (in the Balieem valley where Papuans wear traditional garb [for the tourists]), but he said NOBODY heads there from the south, from Tanah-Merah (probably because they're all smarter than I am). But by mid-afternoon there was still no sign of a boat heading north. We'd probably stay in Ko another night and then head back south. Then 3 guys arrived by boat to be taken a little further up to the head of a trail to Boma. These were Kombai, the first members of their tribe to ever go to high school he said, and were returning home from school to 'Uni' for the holidays (I was told by a man in Ewer that to find Kombai I should head to Ko, then Boma, then to their home at Uni [Oo-nee], a 3 day trip). I asked my 'friend' how long the trail was, he asked and was told @ 30 clicks (nope, over 50). Was it fairly level? Yes. Hmmmm. It was getting late, no boat, and I was in Papua to look around, so I said I'd like to follow along if I could. My friend spoke with these 3, they said Ok, we'd go together, my friend suddenly realized there was something he had to do back in Tanah-Merah and couldn't join us (why do I ignore bad signs like that?), I bought rice, sardines, and plenty of water, and was taken just a few clicks further in a boat to the trailhead. (cont. under the photo of the Kombai in the makeshift hut: www.flickr.com/photos/97924400@N00/4343705274/ ).
- This man I traveled with from Tanah-Merah to Kauwage was suffering from a horrible dental affliction which caused his teeth to go black and break apart or wear down to stubs. He said he was told or suspected that the cause was that he helped dig a new grave in a cemetery but didn't wash his hands afterwards in a banana peel like he was supposed to do (a traditional ritual). Sadly, his condition is pretty common both here and in Nagaland in India www.flickr.com/photos/97924400@N00/6284897879/ and which results from chewing Betel nut, a narcotic, with powdered or 'slaked' lime, very popular in West Papua. (According to the BBC, it's used by close to 10% of the world's population, and it's the 4th most commonly used psychoactive substance after caffeine, alcohol, and nicotine. So it beats out qat in Yemen and Somaliland. www.bbc.com/news/health-31921207 )
Chain smoking friends are interesting subjects :)
Apparently Wills Navy Cut is almost always the preferred crutches of depression for them.
Didn't want equal light distribution so used long exposure and cellphone light reflected off a dull white paper.
Prince Live on Rotterdam 2011 on the first night. Maceo Parker stars with him, as he should! Prince is very much in control and loved it ! Thanks!... Prince Rogers Nelson (June 7, 1958 – April 21, 2016) was an American singer, songwriter, multi-instrumentalist, record producer, and actor. Prince was renowned as an innovator, and was widely known for his eclectic work, flamboyant stage presence, and wide vocal range. He was widely regarded as the pioneer of Minneapolis sound. His music integrates a wide variety of styles, including funk, rock, R&B, soul, hip hop, disco, psychedelia, jazz, and pop.
Prince was born in Minneapolis, Minnesota, and developed an interest in music at an early age, writing his first song at age seven. After recording songs with his cousin's band 94 East, 19-year-old Prince recorded several unsuccessful demo tapes before releasing his debut album For You in 1978, under the guidance of manager Owen Husney. His 1979 album Prince went platinum due to the success of the singles "Why You Wanna Treat Me So Bad?" and "I Wanna Be Your Lover". His next three records—Dirty Mind (1980), Controversy (1981), and 1999 (1982)—continued his success, showcasing Prince's trademark of prominently sexual lyrics and incorporation of elements of funk, dance, and rock music. In 1984, he began referring to his backup band as The Revolution and released Purple Rain, which served as the soundtrack to his film debut of the same name. A prolific songwriter, Prince in the 1980s wrote songs for and produced work by many other acts, often under pseudonyms.
After releasing the albums Around the World in a Day (1985) and Parade (1986), The Revolution disbanded and Prince released the critically acclaimed double album Sign o' the Times (1987) as a solo artist. He released three more solo albums before debuting The New Power Generation band in 1991. He changed his stage name in 1993 to an unpronounceable symbol , also known as the "Love Symbol". He then began releasing new albums at a faster pace to remove himself from contractual obligations to Warner Bros.; he released five records between 1994 and 1996 before signing with Arista Records in 1998. In 2000, he began referring to himself as "Prince" again. He released 15 albums after that; his final album, HITnRUN Phase Two, was first released exclusively on the Tidal streaming service on December 11, 2015. Prince has sold over 100 million records worldwide, making him one of the best-selling artists of all time. He won seven Grammy Awards, a Golden Globe Award, and an Academy Award. He was inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in 2004, the first year of his eligibility. Rolling Stone ranked Prince at number 27 on its list of the 100 Greatest Artists of All Time.
Prince died at his Paisley Park recording studio and home in Chanhassen, Minnesota, on April 21, 2016, after experiencing flu-like symptoms.
I sent this yesterday, so there's a couple of changes... He's now 3#'s 1oz, they put him back on the C-Pap this morning and we're waiting for the results for some blood tests and a chest x-ray to see if there's a reason for his breathing episodes like infection. We will see...
Sorry for taking so long to send out this update, I mean to everyday and then life just gets so busy...
Jack is doing well, last Sunday he had to be put back on the C-pap or larger respirator and yesterday when I went in they had him back on the nasal canula and got the settings just right so he hadn't had any monitor events since 4 pm yesterday he did have 1 small one this morning but that is normal.
The neurosurgeon says all is going well with the shunt and the ultrasounds are coming back showing it's all good. The beginning of the week they did an EEG or a brain scan to see if he was having seizures, I am pleased to say that his brain is all normal immature preemie activity no seizures here. They upped his caffeine level since he's growing so well. Right now we are waiting for him to gain weight so we can get him all fixed up. When they go in the reconnect the intestines he will also have to get a hernia fixed, but I guess that is norm for most preemie boys. End of last week they took him for an upper GI to make sure there were no stops in his intestines and everything flowed through they were pleased. When they did this they gave him an enema to get him to poop like normal and it all came out well :) He'll be 33 weeks on Monday, the nurse last night said at 33 or 34 weeks they will start trying to bottle feed him slowly. They put a hold on his feeds so was at 6mls an hour yesterday they upped it to 7. He was off the Lipids and TPN or protein water for about 4 days after the shunt surgery and they put him back on it to give him more calories, They had also started giving him an oil with his feedings and putting fortifier in my milk for him. He's now gaining significant and steady weight so I am assuming they will take him off the TPN and lipids soon as those go through a pick line/main IV that they want to take off him soon. I am pleased to announce that last night he hit his 3# mark, so in 9 oz probably 9 days time he will be at the weight the Dr's originally said for the surgery. We still haven't heard if he will need a permanent shunt yet, I am praying not but we will see. We are still looking at him coming home mid to end of Sept depending on the surgeries. I think that is everything in a nutshell, the roller coaster ride is still running and turning my hair grey but everything is turning out great and I am so thankful to everyone for your prayers and thoughts and for God for listening and answering!!!
Isabelle is doing well, she's in a program for the rest of the summer for reading and getting tutoring for Math since the Math program was at the same times and days and the reading, just so she's all refreshed for when she gets back, she loves both so much. I can't believe school starts in 3 short weeks. She's growing up and maturing so fast, she loves her brother and can't wait to hold him, she's not allowed to touch him until Aug 22nd because she got a mild case of the chicken pox over 2 weeks ago, so she's going crazy but at least she is allowed in there to see him 2x's a week. She's had a very busy summer, she went up north with my parents for a week and in 2 weeks when her program is over she may go back up again for the week before school starts. She a regular fish, took her to the beach the other day and decided she was going to swim, I was so proud of her, she had lessons last year and I've been trying to teach her for 4 years now and all of a sudden she's swimming, My BFF's son's goggles are what did the trick. But she was really good at it and I am so very proud of her. That's her in a nutshell too... she'll be in the 2nd grade this year and turning 8 in Nov. where the heck does time go.
As for Paul and me... We're hanging in there, Paul's business is doing well, Praise God. A few weeks agi his sciatic nerve decided to be a pain, took him a couple of days out of commision but he was fine until he drove up to Grayling to meet my parents and get Isabelle, was out of commission last weekend and went back to the Dr to find it's a pinched nerve and he has really high blood pressure, He's doing great now with the pinched nerve and the BP is great with the meds. So he is doing well. Me... I'm just taking it day by day and sometimes moment to moment. We've had a lot of little stuff happen to us like washers and fridges and dishwashers dying and yesterday was rear ended but it was not bad, there was no outside damage but seems to thrown the car's doors out of alignment so they are stinking but God is good noone got hurt and we've been able to replace the appliances for little cost, except the dishwasher so I am doing thast by hand right now :( There's been other small stuff but I can't complain the major stuff is what is going well and that is what matters... What's a few more grey hairs?
Yesterday, my cat knocked my external hard drive over and broke the motor, so I still have my files but I can't get at them it's going to cost between $700 and $1400 just to retrieve my files, so it's gonna be a while before I get my files, so if I am putting a lot of pics on from now on I apologize this will end up being my back up for a while... The last 7 years of my life in pictures, work and music and digital scrapbooking are all on there...
Well thanks again for all the prayers, we do so appreciate it. God is good that is for sure and He surrounds us by His grace daily!!!
TODAY'S UPDATE TO THE UPDATE
Today the update changed, he's now 3#'s 1 oz and had to go back on the C-Pap as he needs a blood transfusion so they started it and may have an infection so they are giving him antibiotics and his mucous fistula that is under the colostomy bag has a yeast infection but they are giving him prescription strength cream for that. So he's sleeping and they are letting him rest today.
Ursula Andress was known for her beauty throughout the 1960s, mostly thanks to a little film named Dr. No.
Throughout her career, Ursula used her looks to her advantage and took over the silver screen across the world. But behind the scenes, she was just as mysterious and alluring as she was onscreen. She led a wild life and made the most of her time as a Hollywood heartbreaker. Get to know more about her with these 25 stunning facts about the first Bond Girl, Ursula Andress.
She is from Switzerland
Ursula Andress was born in Ostermundigen, Switzerland, on March 19, 1936. She was the third child born to Anna and Rolf Andress who would go on to have three more children together. Her father, Rolf, was a German diplomat, so they lived a privileged life in a large house.
However, he was expelled from Switzerland due to political reasons, and her grandfather became the guardian of Ursula and her siblings. Their grandfather wasn’t the doting type. He worked a busy job as a garden designer
She Worked Hard and Dreamed of Leaving
Ursula’s grandfather put her to work when she came to live with him. She did hard labor in his large nursery. She would work in the greenhouses during the day and clean out furnaces at night.
By the time she was 16, Ursula was going to school in Bern, Switzerland, and knew how to speak, German, French, and Italian. She wanted to travel the world and was more than ready to leave Switzerland behind. Her strict grandfather was the only obstacle standing in her way.
Her Big Break Came When She Was At School
A french film school visited Ursula’s school when she was 17. They were in the process of filming L’Affaire Maurizius, which starred the heartthrob Daniel Gélin. Upon meeting him, Ursula fell totally in love even though Gélin was 30 years old and married. Ursula’s infatuation with Gélin worried her mother.
And when Gélin finished his movie, they devised a way to get Ursula out of Switzerland. Gélin made a fake contract that stated Studios de Billancourt would get Ursula “into movies.” Her mother eventually relented and let her leave for Paris.
Her Family Had to Track Her Down
While in Paris, Ursula studied for a year. But things started to fall apart when she and Gélin ended up in Rome. Gélin’s issues became too much for Ursula thanks to his drug use, so she dumped him. But she didn’t tell anyone.
Her family realized she was AWOL, alone and abroad. To find her, they didn’t stop at contacting the local police. They got Interpol involved, too! Despite this, Ursula refused to be brought back to Switzerland and decided to try and hide.
She Hid With Bridgitte Bardot
Ursula was able to avoid Interpol for a while by hiding at the Hotel de la Ville with Bridgitte Bardot, an actress and model, and Roger Vadmin, a movie director. Vadim later stated that the trio “slept innocently naked, three to a bed.”
But Ursula couldn’t hide from Interpol forever. They eventually caught her and tried to bring her home. Somehow, she convinced her family to let her stay in Rome. For a while, she took nannying jobs to get by in Rome. But with her stunning good looks, it wasn’t long before Urseul got into modeling.
She Was a Jake-of-All-Trades At Times
Ursula began modeling by posting for artists around the area. Then, she found her way into the movie business. During this time, she appeared in three different movies that were filmed in Rome.
Upon the advice of Marlon Brando, an old friend of Gélin’s, Ursula stopped jumping from job to job and decided to try and make it in Hollywood. After doing a screentest for Paramount Pictures, she was offered a seven-year contract and uprooted her life in Rome to make it big on the silver screen!
Her Hollywood Training was Grueling
In January 1955, Ursula started her Hollywood education. Paramount began her training by getting her to study the movies of Marlene Dietrich and Greta Garbo. They were two of the most beautiful actresses of their time.
Paramount also sent her to learn English from the mother of Audrey Hepburn, though she was unsuccessful in the end. However, Ursula found this to be too confining for her free-spirited way. She said she felt like they “locked me up in a glass cage.”
Her Social Life Kept Her Career Afloat
Ursula was receiving weekly payments from Paramount, but her career was in jeopardy because she couldn’t speak English. But she found her ways to keep her name in the mouths of the public.
Her social life made her well known, especially since she had a fling with the incredibly famous actor, James Dean, for four months. Though it helped with her positive publicity, the fling did not advance her career. After ending her fling with Dean, Ursula met John Derek when she was 19 years old. He was handsome and a Hollywood actor who was also married with children.
Her Career Was Going Nowhere
Derek ended up walking out on his family for Ursula and the two got married in 1957 before going around the world on a four-year-long honeymoon. During this time, Derek became baffled at Ursula’s lack of ambition. She bought herself out of her Paramount contract and signed with Columbia Pictures.
However, her career continued going nowhere. She rejected the roles she was given and would not read the scripts the studio sent to her. Ursula’s career would have continued to go nowhere if it weren’t for a stroke of luck in 1962.
She Almost Refused to be Honey Ryder
A photo of Ursula, taken by Derek, found its way into the hands of the producers for a film titled Dr. No, the first James Bond movie.
Her looks sold the producers and they instantly gave her the role of Honey Ryder, the seductive love interest of James Bond. Filming was to being in two weeks. But this still wasn’t enough for Ursula. She turned down the role at first. But when her good friend and famous actor, Kirk Douglas, read her the script out loud, she fell in love with it and finally accepted the role.
Filming Could Be Difficult
Ursula set off for Jamaica and the set of Dr. No, only to become intimidated by Sean Connery upon first meeting him. However, she and Connery quickly hit it off. They had great onscreen chemistry, and developed a friendship offscreen, as well! Connery became “very protective” of Ursula who still did not know English and was relatively unknown. This helped her feel more comfortable on set. Especially with the issues she faced.
For starters, she was told she didn’t “look Jamaican enough” and was given a big spray tan. Then, her heavy Swiss-German accent made it impossible for anyone to know what she was saying. So, in the end, they had to dub over her singing and speaking parts. But, let’s be honest, this isn’t exactly what Honey Ryder was known for, anyway.
She Made The Bikini, Herself
What launched Ursula into fame was the scene in Dr. Nowhere Honey Ryder walked out of the ocean in that famous white bikini with a diving knife strapped to her hip. This one scene made Ursula an overnight icon in 1962. It was an unforgettable movie entrance. And Dr. No ended up doing much better than first anticipated. She began to get movie offers handed to her hand over fist.
And many don’t realize that Ursula made that bikini herself! She was offered many different bikinis when she got to set, but she didn’t like any of them. So she got to work and whipped the perfect one! That bikini ended up going up for sale at a James Bond auction, along with the 1965 Aston Martin DB5 driven in GoldenEye. Ursula’s bikini sold for £41,125, that’s over $46,000!
She Made a Movie With Elvis
The next film Ursula took on after Dr. No was Fun in Acapulco where she starred alongside Elvis Presley. Ursula was hesitant to do the movie at first, due to some gossip she had heard about the King of Rock and Roll. But, to be fair, Elvis was just as intimidated by her.
It is said that he wouldn’t take his shirt off for the movie because of her. Elvis wanted to get back together with his first love and wouldn’t even let himself be alone in the same room with her. Eventually, Ursula and Elvis warmed up to each other and went on to become lifelong friends, even if this did churn the rumor mill.
She Was Making Movies Left and Right
Ursula also filmed the movie 4 for Texas with Dean Martin, Frank Sinatra, and Anita Ekberg while she filmed Fun in Acapulco.
During her screen tests for 4 for Texas, Ursula auditioned in the nude. The plan was to make that character much steamier. But censors wouldn’t allow it, and she appeared totally clothed in the movie. Next, Ursula filmed Once Before I Die with John Derek, her husband, in 1964. The two had been a couple for seven years at this point.
Her Marriage Dissolved On Set
Though they had been together for several years, Ursula and Derek’s relationship began to deteriorate on the set of Once Before I Die. Rumors about Ursula having an affair with Ron Ely, another actor in the movie, began to spread and got to Derek. To this day, Ursula has never confirmed or denied the rumor.
He got so mad that he kicked Ursula out of his home in the summer of 1965. After this, Ursula decided to head to England. That year, Ursula also shot racy photos that ended up in Playboy magazine. When asked why she did them, she simply answered, “because I’m beautiful.” She went on to do seven more shoots for them over the next 15 years.
She Moved On
In England, Ursula landed the leading role of an immortal queen in the film She. It was a successful movie, but she ended up hating it as she said she was “forced” to make the movie. But she did say, “The only thing I adored were the costumes. I was just lucky to look good in it because they photographed me beautifully."
While on the set of She, she met her next love in the form of actor John Richardson. Their relationship began quickly and since Ursula had not completely divorced Derek yet, their relationship made quite a stir. However, it did not last long and she lost interest in him after just a few months.
Her Love Life Was Becoming A Pattern
The same year she filmed She, Ursula filmed an Italian science-fiction movie called The 10th Victim. During filming, you guessed it, she started dating Marcello Mastroianni, her co-star. Their movie was very successful, but, as a couple, they were not. Again, Ursula lost interest and left Mastroianni after a few months.
Not one to let love get her down, Ursula went to Paris to film the movie Up to His Ears in 1965. There, she fell in love with her co-star (again). But this time, Jean-Paul Belmondo gave her the push she needed to finally finalize her divorce from Derek. Ursula even said Belmondo was “the love of her life.”
She was in another James Bond movie
When 1967 rolled around, Ursula was offered a part in another Jame Bond movie, Casino Royale. This time, she played Vesper Lynd.
She was paid a whopping £200,000 for the movie, but the movie studio was happy to do it. Director Val Guest said she was “universally loved by everyone in [the] studio.” Casino Royale became a huge success at the box office but Ursula soon slowed down with the number of movies she was making, choosing to take on more unique roles.
She Took On Roles That Were Different
The next movies Ursula made were not your typical leading lady parts for the era. She defied the expectations of a “soft and submissive” female lead.
Instead, she played the most sultry roles she could find, starting with Lady Britt Dorset in Perfect Friday in 1970 and a brother worker named Cristina in Red Sun in 1971. Both of these roles allowed Ursula to show off her… assets. Due to her level of undress in these movies, she also earned the moniker of “Ursula Undress.”
Her Relationships Were Becoming More Questionable
In 1972, Ursula’s seven-year-long relationship with Belmondo soured. Instead of getting caught up in heartbreak, Ursula went back to Hollywood and worked through her pain, briefly entering into a fling with actor Ryan O’Neal. O’Neal was perhaps the worst of all her partners. He had a reputation for being a womanizer and wouldn’t even send his daughter to her room until Ursula told him, “I don’t want to sleep with you while your daughter is in the bed.”
And, much like her most recent relationships, she met her next lover on the set of the Italian movie Stateline Motel. Fabio Testi was, you guessed it, her co-star. Their relationship lasted four years. Looking back on all her past relationships, she said that she still loved all of them in a deep, platonic way, and thought it would be fun for them all to live in one big house together.
She Won't Change to Meet Hollywood's Needs
At this point, Hollywood was changing and many actresses started to ditch their old roles to play “real” women instead. But Ursula wouldn’t change. She continued to play leading ladies that were gorgeous and seductive. However, this wasn’t what audiences wanted to see anymore. They wanted women that did more than flaunt their beauty. And between Ursula not taking on complex roles and the disaster of her next several movies, her career started to spiral.
Her next movie was Slave of the Cannibal God in 1978. She appeared in several graphic scenes and was once filmed completely nude. Plus, the film had several disturbing animal cruelty scenes. While the movie went on to become a cult classic, it was banned entirely in the UK at the time.
She Was Aphrodite, Literally
The next year, Ursula played the sultry character of Louise de La Valliére, the mistress of King Louis XIV of France. She wore eight different costumes, all of them showing off her beauty. But critics weren’t impressed. The movie received bland reviews
Her next movie was the classic Clash of the Titans where she naturally played the goddess of beauty and love, Aphrodite. She had top-billing, but only said one line in the entire movie. But that was enough for her to fall in love with yet another co-star.
She Had A Son And Began to Settle Down
Ursula started dating the star of Clash of the Titans, Harry Hamlin while filming the movie. But there was a large age gap between the two- 16 years to be exact! She soon became pregnant and was encouraged by Hamlin to have the baby at 44 years young. Their son, Dimitri Alexander Hamlin, was born on May 19, 1980. Shortly after, Ursula and Hamlin were engaged.
If her career had been floundering before, it nearly died after she gave birth. Until Dimitri was born, she was someone “who up until then refused even the responsibility of pets.” She took on roles much less frequently, only taking small parts in television series in the 80s.
She Made Some Even More Questionable Decisions
Unfortunately, Ursula’s relationship with Hamlin wasn’t meant to be. She described herself as “possessive” of him and this led to their eventual demise. 3 years after the birth of Dimitri, the couple called it quits in 1983. Hamlin moved on while Ursula continued working while taking care of her son and adding to the long list of lovers she never committed to.
Under another wild string of events, she began dating Fausto Fagone in 1986. He was a 20-year-old student studying economics in college while Ursula was already 50 years old. The age gap of 30 years was frowned upon, making Fagone’s parents enraged. And ever since they ended things in 1991, Ursula has kept her love life quiet.
She Misses Sean Connery
Nowadays, Ursula is basically retired from acting, only making a few appearances in the media here and there. She likes to split her time between her homes in Switzerland and Rome.
However, she took Sean Connery’s death in 2020 as a personal blow. She described him as “a fabulous actor,” “loyal,” and “a great friend.” She also said there would never be anyone quite like Connery. She said, “For me, Sean is not dead, he will always be alive, with me forever.”
A Little Joe II booster rocket sits on its launcher with a boilerplate Apollo Capsule BP-22 in Rocket Park at NASA's Johnson Space Center in Houston, Texas.
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I finally took Darek's advice, (which was the same as I gave him last week) to seek medical attention for my cold. I went to Immediate Care this morning. I almost turned around when I saw all the people in the waiting room. After feeling out paperwork I waited to be called. I had only waited about 5 minutes when I heard as nurse say "James?" Two of us stood up. The nurse looked at her paper and said "Miller?" I sat down and continued my wait. Before two long I was in a treatment room and was getting my vitals. Soon a doctor came in and determined I had a cold. After a 10 minuted breathing treatment he prescribed a 6 day course of steroids, another pill the I presume does something and an inhaler. I went to my pharmacy and had my medications within an hour. I hope something works!!!
I wanna roll with him a hard pair we will be
A little gambling is fun when you're with me (I love it)
Russian Roulette is not the same without a gun
And baby when it's love if it's not rough it isn't fun, fun
Poker Face - Lady GaGa
Who ever said I'm all fun and bubbly all the time was wrong.
Ladies and gents of the Flickr world, I love yall. Not much to say about this one, except for I regret putting my hair up this, because I look like a man. EWE. Something I wouldn't really not to look like! LOL. This is one of my little brother's numerous air soft guns. Erm, I mean... it's one of his real, hardcore, heavy ass guns :]
Not but really, I would have thought it was real. Funny story. A couple years ago, my parents went out of town, and when I came home from school the alarm at our house was going off. I called the alarm company, yada yada, and got that taken care of. Five minutes after getting off the phone, there is a pounding on the front door and it's the police. I let the officer inside and explain the situation to him. After about a minute, he puts his hand on his hip, points at the bench by the front door, and says "what's that?" One of my brother's air soft guns was sitting on the bench, looks just like the one above. It took some explaining, and he finally left convinced everything waas ok.
Jeremy Flores returns to his homeland on a family mission to protect the beaches that have given him so much.
If you were to stand on the shoreline of Reunion Island’s 'Bocan Canot' beach today, it would be hard to imagine the crowded beach completely empty, however this was a reality only a few short months ago. 18 shark attacks over a five year period dramatically affected the Indian Ocean paradise both emotionally and economically.
“Reunion Island was an amazing place to grow up. It is where i caught my first waves and learnt to surf.” Remembers Top 10 World Tour Surfer Jeremy Flores. “It’s paradise. But it’s also where I have lost some of my closest friends. When you look at the stats for shark attacks worldwide, what has happened in Reunion Island in the last 5 year is really heavy”
These tragedies motivated Jeremy's family to return to their homeland and embark on a campaign to protect the beaches that have given them so much. By winning a chair in the local council, Jeremy's father Patrick Flores has been able to initiate a program of shark netting and surveillance that has helped Reunion's beach lovers get back into the water. The campaign's success has been noticed by shark affected communities worldwide including the recently tragedy-struck Ballina on Australia's east coast.
“We just wanted to help the island, we did it for the community. If you look now the beaches are packed, the restaurants are packed and the surf schools are about to reopen…It has affected so much more than the surfers”
On a recent trip home, Jeremy hosted the first surf competition in 5 years at the newly protected 'Roche Noire' beach. The day finished a huge success seeing generations of Reunion Island locals come together to celebrate change, progress, and most importantly the lives of those that will forever be missed.
“This event was a big success. The ambiance and vibe was better than I expected. Everyone came together, from the youngest surfers to the oldest generation, all sharing waves…Surfing is so much more than a sport. It’s a way of living. A way of being close to nature and living with a passion. The adrenaline that surfing gives us, there is nothing like it. I don’t know what i would do without surfing. It’s the highest high.”
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Who is our neighbor? Whoever he/she is, we need to help him/her.
There is prostitution in every part of the world. And chances are there is human trafficking behind it. Government officials and cops are often bribed so few people know that this evil things happen in our areas.
Please help the women and teens who are forced to be sex slaves whenever you can or pray for them. Thank you and God bless you.
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Luke 10
The Good Samaritan
25 An expert in the Law of Moses stood up and asked Jesus a question to see what he would say. “Teacher,” he asked, “what must I do to have eternal life?”
26 Jesus answered, “What is written in the Scriptures? How do you understand them?”
27 The man replied, “The Scriptures say, ‘Love the Lord your God with all your heart, soul, strength, and mind.’ They also say, ‘Love your neighbors as much as you love yourself.’”
28 Jesus said, “You have given the right answer. If you do this, you will have eternal life.”
29 But the man wanted to show that he knew what he was talking about. So he asked Jesus, “Who are my neighbors?”
30 Jesus replied:
As a man was going down from Jerusalem to Jericho, robbers attacked him and grabbed everything he had. They beat him up and ran off, leaving him half dead.
31 A priest happened to be going down the same road. But when he saw the man, he walked by on the other side. 32 Later a temple helper[i] came to the same place. But when he saw the man who had been beaten up, he also went by on the other side.
33 A man from Samaria then came traveling along that road. When he saw the man, he felt sorry for him 34 and went over to him. He treated his wounds with olive oil and wine[j] and bandaged them. Then he put him on his own donkey and took him to an inn, where he took care of him. 35 The next morning he gave the innkeeper two silver coins and said, “Please take care of the man. If you spend more than this on him, I will pay you when I return.”
36 Then Jesus asked, “Which one of these three people was a real neighbor to the man who was beaten up by robbers?”
37 The teacher answered, “The one who showed pity.”
Jesus said, “Go and do the same!”
Would it have killed him to wear one of the Colette Negroni shirts I made...? ;) Anyway this is a rare family shot just before my daughter's 6th birthday party.
Everywhere was chaos. He wished they’d turn the Klaxon off. Would give him time to think, to compose himself for this call. Nothing to be done about it. He pressed the number on the console and waited.
Finally, the phone connected to a young female voice. He recognised it as the new private secretary to the Prime Minister.
“Is he in?” he asked nervously.
“No,” said the female voice, “Prime minister’s questions. Is that Fairfax over at Saddleworth? Shall I get him to call you.”
“No,” he replied, “tell him it’s urgent. Get him out of the fucking House of Commons if you have to. Priority one.”
“He'll want to know what it’s about?”
“Utmost secrecy”, he said sternly, “She has escaped”
“She?”
“The PM will know what that means.”
“You don’t mean…”
“I’m afraid so”, he confirmed, “Bam-bam is loose. She tried to hang herself in her cell. When the orderly went in, she was alive enough to wrap her legs around his throat and…”
“Oh no”, said the girl’s voice, “how many did she…”
“Fourteen while she was unarmed and in her underwear, fourteen of the best men the British special forces have to offer. Cut them down like they were first day recruits. Now she’s armed and loose on the moors somewhere. Either that or she's already on the bus to York.”
“I’ll get the PM immediately”, said the girl, “media blackout I presume?”
“One hundred percent. The area is completely sealed off with drones and eye in the sky. There’s nowhere she can go”
Let’s hope she’s read the script then. I’ll fetch Mr Johnson”
He ended the call and skimmed the data sheet on Bam-bam. Ju-jitsu expert, firearms expert, mercenary for hire, and enemy of the UK and US governments. Most wanted. They'd finally picked her up in Marseilles. She’d reverted to her Alysun Mann identity, and developed a taste for heroin, that had slowed her down enough to be surrounded and brought down. Knowing personally how hard it was to break such habits, he imagined that the first place she’d go was to score. He picked up the phone again…
I was talking to Jersey Shore Fightin’ Texas Aggie Ring earlier today. I told him, “Gee, it’d be great to have something to eat with all of this delicious Shiner Bock besides kolaches.” Aggie Ring thought about my comment for a moment or so and replied, “You’re in luck. You asked the question to the right Aggie Ring. I know exactly what we need to eat with all of that delicious Shiner Bock.”
Jersey Shore Fightin’ Texas Aggie Ring then had me drive him up to the Mexican grocery store in the River City of Red Bank and select a little over 6 pounds of lean Bistec de Cañada that had just been freshly sliced. It reminded me of fajita meat, but it is actually a thinly cut top round. I took it to the checkout counter and Aggie Ring made me pay for it. I’ve tried to get Aggie Ring to pay for some things in the past but he gets irritated at me and says, “You want me to pay? Do you think I’m made of gold or something?”
Once Aggie Ring and I got home, we cut the fresh beef (which has a totally different smell than beef that’s been in the cold case for a couple of days) into sensible 2” by 3” pieces. While I was cutting up the beef, Aggie Ring was at the stove making his special “Fightin’ Texas Aggie Ring Marinade.” While Aggie Ring has several varieties of marinade he likes, he decided to go with something traditional this time because Jersey Shore Fightin’ Texas Aggie Ring is all about tradition. Aggie Ring said, “Perhaps next time we might make the “Angry Waggie” cayenne pepper based marinade.”
After bringing the marinade to a boil to dissolve the brown sugar, honey, etc. Aggie Ring added lots of garlic sauce, Worcestershire sauce, all kinds of dried peppers and a little bit of Aggie Ring “this and that.” Aggie Ring used a “secret” ingredient as one of the liquids in this batch. Aggie Ring says, “If someone can’t figure out what it was from these photos, then they’re a dumbass.” One of the things that Aggie Ring has learned about making jerky over the last couple of decades is that if the marinade doesn’t taste good when you sample it with a spoon, then the jerky (whether it’s beef, pork, chicken, or salmon) won’t taste all that great. Aggie Ring tested his marinade several times as he was adding various things to it until it had the “Aggie Ring Seal of Approval.”
After the marinade had cooled, Aggie Ring put the sliced and cut Bistec de Cañada into a two gallon ziplock bag and poured the marinade into the bag with the beef. Aggie Ring had me put it into the bottom of the refrigerator and reminded me to massage and flip the bag around from time to time so all of the meat makes contact with the marinade. “Not a problem.” I told Aggie Ring, “I can just do that each time I go downstairs for another delicious Shiner Bock.”
“Well,” said Aggie Ring. “I guess this Fightin’ Texas Aggie Ring has saved the day yet again. This Aggie Ring truly is “King of Rings.””
Note: I did the math. The six pounds of beef cost $35.00. There was no fat to cut off— so after jerking, I should have slightly less than three pounds of jerky. We probably used about $5.00 of supplies for the marinade. The last time Aggie Ring looked at the prices of jerky at the store (not that we’d ever eat any store-bough jerky), it was anywhere from between $8 to $12 dollars for a few ounces of the high-end jerky.
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