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La formazione finlandese guidata da Ville Valo ha pubblicato il nuovo album dal titolo "Tears On Tape" lo scorso aprile, il disco ha messo d'accordo sia stampa che fans.
Gli HIM sono un gruppo rock finlandese di Helsinki, fondato nel 1991 dal cantante Ville Valo, dal chitarrista Lily Lazer (Mikko Lindström) e dal bassista Mige Amour (Mikko Paananen). L'attuale formazione comprende anche il tastierista Emerson Burton (Janne Johannes Puurtinen) e il batterista Gas Lipstick (Mika Kristian Karppinen). I temi toccati da questo gruppo sono principalmente l'amore e la morte. Il nome corretto della band è scritto tutto maiuscolo, in quanto formata originariamente col nome di His Infernal Majesty.
Ville Valo - voce
Lily Lazer - chitarra e voce
Mige Amour - basso
Emerson Burton - tastiere
Gas Lipstick - batteria
This past weekend Chandler celebrated its birthday with a large street festival as well as the opening of its new City Building. Among the attractions were a half-dozen classic cars, including this Cobra.
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By his own admission, Royce White has issues. They’re as naturally a part of him as the height and hands and instincts that made him a basketball star at Iowa State University, good enough to be a first round draft choice by the NBA’s Houston Rockets.
The message he brought with him yesterday to East High School and King Elementary wasn’t so much “You too can be like me and become a star athlete” as much as “Maybe I’m a lot like you.” As in maybe you aren’t 6’8” and able to leap tall defenders in a single bound, but maybe you too have anxiety disorders that manifest as different phobias. If so, White was here to say they can be overcome. And he would know. His exploits on the court are well-chronicled. But so is his fear of flying, an unavoidable occupational hazard for pro athletes.
Instead of taking the big money of pro sports and running, White has taken a stand on behalf of mental illness sufferers of all stripes. Most of his audience at King was too young to recognize him but they knew about the NBA and the NFL and MLB. White’s athletic monogram got their attention long enough for him to tell them that besides playing ball he’s always enjoyed writing and music and still works to improve at both. And just as many hands went up when he asked “How many are afraid of something?” as when he asked “Who’s ever heard of Michael Jordan?”
“Be honest about your fears and tell your teachers and parents about them so they can help,” he advised the kids. “You can learn to control them so they don’t control you.” Or, as the man whose name is on the school he was speaking in put it: “Normal fear protects us; abnormal fear paralyzes us. Normal fear motivates us to improve our individual and collective welfare; abnormal fear constantly poisons and distorts our inner lives. Our problem is not to be rid of fear, but rather to harness and master it.”
White looks just as poised speaking in front of a crowd as he does playing basketball so obviously the triggers of his own panic attacks don’t include public speaking or full court pressure. “They’re as individual as everything else that makes us who we are,” he explained. “Confronting what makes us uncomfortable is part of self-discovery and growing up.”
One seven year-old seemed particularly reassured when White answered her question about how big he was at her age by saying, “the same size you are right now.”
Even though the assembly at King was in the gym and a couple of his pint-sized questioners challenged him to display some of his moves he wasn’t dressed for hoops. So instead he blocked that line of attack and refocused the discussion on teamwork, even between students in classrooms, as an important means of attaining individual goals. “Remember,” he said in his parting shot, “teamwork makes the dream work.”
I am supposed to test my blood every day. I don't.
I have thought that T could have diabetes for awhile now. I push the thought to the back of my head as fast as it pops into my brain.
Today with my moms support I pulled my gluclose meter out and decided to test him. His readings were high. I am going to do a fasting one tomorrow morning before totally start freaking out and calling the doctor for an appointment. He was a brave little dude, only freaked out once he saw the blood. The pricks didn't phase him.
Recreational vehical used by Agriculture Secretary Sonny Perdue for the Back to Our Roots" tour, on August 4, 2017, that takes him to meet with farmers, ranchers, foresters, producers, students, governors, Members of Congress, U.S. Department of Agriculture (USDA) employees, and other stakeholders, in five states: Wisconsin, Minnesota, Iowa, Illinois, and Indiana, over a five-day period. This is the first of two RV tours the secretary will undertake this summer. “The ‘Back to our Roots’ Farm Bill and rural prosperity RV listening tour will allow us to hear directly from people in agriculture across the country, as well as our consumers – they are the ones on the front lines of American agriculture and they know best what the current issues are,” Perdue said. “USDA will be intimately involved as Congress deliberates and formulates the 2018 Farm Bill. We are committed to making the resources and the research available so that Congress can make good facts-based, data-driven decisions. It’s important to look at past practices to see what has worked and what has not worked, so that we create a farm bill for the future that will be embraced by American agriculture in 2018.” For social media purposes, Secretary Perdue’s Twitter account (@SecretarySonny) will be using the hashtag #BackToOurRoots. USDA Photo by Lance Cheung.
“Love has something to do with recognition, We can be fascinated by the unknown, we can be attracted by it, but love is something that grows, slowly, in an atmosphere of trust.” -Peter Høeg
We met him at the free bicycle repair clinic in downtown Toronto this morning. The event is called ChainRx and it was quite well-attended. I’d found out about it when an information card was rubber-banded to the handlebars of all the bikes parked at the university bike rack yesterday.
Our bicycles went through “triage” and a slip of paper identified that both bikes were to receive adjustments on the breaks. We stood for more than an hour with our bikes in a line-up with roughly 25 cyclists ahead of us in the sun on a hot day. The man you whose portrait you are looking at was working hard with some younger fellows to move in a few large umbrellas on stands to provide some shelter from the sun. As you can see, he had a friendly face and soon we were chatting. Meet Paul.
To my surprise, most of the crew (including at least 5 bicycle mechanics in tents at the head of the line) were from Atlanta Georgia. They are members of Dunwoody Baptist Church and 55 of them had come up as volunteers for the bike clinic as part of their commitment to serve the community. They were working together with a sister church in Toronto called the Rendezvous Church (www.rendezvouschurch.com/about-us.html). They were to be in Toronto for 6 days and would be doing other good deeds but running the bike clinic from 8:20 a.m. today until 8:30 p.m.
I was struck by their friendliness and their lack of proselytizing. The church connection was only mentioned once and that was because I had asked questions. The website states in part “…we love the city with no strings attached. We engage our community through selfless serve [service?] to make it a better place for everyone whether they come to believe in Jesus or not.” Why Toronto? “We wanted to help the citizens of Toronto and we learned this is a bicycle city, so we decided to offer our services by doing something that is needed and would be of use.” A remarkable act of generosity with a very practical component. I was surprised to learn that this is year 4 for BikeRx and they will be back next year.
Our brakes were adjusted by the friendly bike mechanics who introduced themselves by name and shook (greasy) hands. I invited Paul to be part of my 100 Strangers project and he said he would be happy to. I photographed him under the nearby marquee, knowing that to photograph him in the red bike repair tent would turn his skin red in all the photos. Paul is 49 and has lived in Atlanta for 25 years after graduating from law school at the University of Illinois. He practices corporate law. We talked about a wide range of things during our wait in line and I found out that Atlanta, unlike Toronto, is not very bike-friendly. He said no one would ride a bike in downtown Atlanta and he’s amazed at the popularity of bicycles in Toronto for both commuting and recreation. We gave him a few sightseeing tips but it seems his time will be filled with volunteer activities for most of the week. Yesterday, for example, was spent in Parkdale with church activities.
Thank you Paul for your act of kindness in coming all the way up from Atlanta to do volunteer work for Toronto. Thank you also for participating in 100 Strangers. You are now Stranger #492 in Round 5 of my project. It was great getting to know you - and my brakes are now working much better.
Find out more about the project and see pictures taken by other photographers at the 100 Strangers Flickr Group page
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Philip found Nathanael and told him, “We have found the one about whom Moses wrote in the law, and also the prophets, Jesus son of Joseph, from Nazareth.” But Nathanael said to him, “Can anything good come from Nazareth?” Philip said to him, "Come and see." from John 1:43-51
MEDITATION
“…A skeptical but earnest search for God's Truth…
So what kind of proof did Philip offer to Nathanael? Rather than argue with his friend, Philip took the wiser strategy of inviting Nathanael to "Come and See" for himself who this Jesus claimed to be. Clever arguments rarely win people to the Gospel - but an encounter with the person of Jesus Christ can change one's life forever. When people are receptive to the word of Christ and when they see His Love in action, the Lord Jesus Himself, through the power of the Holy Spirit, touches their hearts and opens their minds to recognize that He truly is the Son of God who reveals the Father's Love and Truth to us…”
PRAYER
"Heavenly Father, through Your Son Jesus Christ, You have opened the way to heaven for each one of us. As You personally revealed Yourself to Your beloved patriarchs and apostles, so reveal Yourself to me that I may recognize Your presence with me and know the power of Your kingdom at work in my life. May I always find Joy and Peace in Your presence and never lose sight of Your everlasting kingdom."
#prayer and excerpt #meditation from today’s scripture reflection @ www.DailyScripture.Net or APP at Daily Scripture Servants of the Word
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“Rabbi”—which translated means Teacher—, “where are you staying?” HE said to them, “Come, and you will See.” ~ John 1:38
MEDITATION
“... The Lord Jesus is ever ready to draw us to HIMSELF. Do you seek to grow in the knowledge and LOVE of the Lord Jesus Christ?”
PRAYER
“Lord Jesus Christ, fill me with the power of YOUR Holy Spirit that I may grow in the Knowledge of YOUR great Love and Truth. Let YOUR Spirit be aflame in my heart that I may Joyfully seek to do YOUR Will in all things.”
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James and his favourite Blythe get mesmerised by the light show on the ferris wheel. I love how he lets me photograph him with my girls at the most unexpected moments. :)
If the photo's a bit wonky, that was because I was still a little woozy from riding it after having a really big dinner. ;) And maybe from the excitement that came from the fact that it was my first time on a ferris wheel, ever. Lol.
Ferris wheel in the day.
Nearly forgot it was T.A.D too!! But made it just in time for my weekly Takara Appreciation Day entry. ;)
The project titled ‘Promoting Women’s Engagement in Effective Solid Waste Management’ takes an innovative, integrated approach to peacebuilding by bringing communities together to provide a sustainable solution for a shared environmental issue, with women at the forefront. The project focuses on empowering women by supporting their engagement in governance mechanisms and in community resilience initiatives; it further explores creating economic opportunities and initiating peacebuilding activities to allay communal tensions related to waste management and beyond.
Photo: UN Women Sri Lanka/Harin Katipearachchi
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La formazione finlandese guidata da Ville Valo ha pubblicato il nuovo album dal titolo "Tears On Tape" lo scorso aprile, il disco ha messo d'accordo sia stampa che fans.
Gli HIM sono un gruppo rock finlandese di Helsinki, fondato nel 1991 dal cantante Ville Valo, dal chitarrista Lily Lazer (Mikko Lindström) e dal bassista Mige Amour (Mikko Paananen). L'attuale formazione comprende anche il tastierista Emerson Burton (Janne Johannes Puurtinen) e il batterista Gas Lipstick (Mika Kristian Karppinen). I temi toccati da questo gruppo sono principalmente l'amore e la morte. Il nome corretto della band è scritto tutto maiuscolo, in quanto formata originariamente col nome di His Infernal Majesty.
Ville Valo - voce
Lily Lazer - chitarra e voce
Mige Amour - basso
Emerson Burton - tastiere
Gas Lipstick - batteria
Identified courtesy of Günter Seyfferth’s and Ervin Jacomet’s annotated Gipfelpanorama vom Putha Hiunchuli, 7246 m - (7) Blick aus dem Tal des Bharbun Khola bei Kakkotgaon nach Süden zu den westlichen Gipfeln des Dhaulagiri Himal - on Die Berge des Himalaya.
Saturday 22 April 2017: Kakkot Gaon (3358 m) - Seri/Sheri (4048 m)
Breakfast, mules loaded, Pema led the way though the new village and on along the river to a suspension bridge a short way out of Kakkot Gaon. Once on the south bank of the Barbung Khola we had a stone slab/tree trunk bridge across a tributary chu, then a steady stretch of up, along and down, following the Barbung as it runs west-east.
Hot. A lot of up and down.
Below Pimde village we spotted two flocks of goats, high on the hillsides above the river.
A narrow defile with huge boulders gave way to a very narrow corkscrew gorge with a wooden bridge back across the river to the north side. We stopped for lunch soon after, by a stone-walled enclosure with a large group of carved Mani stones just below a spur. Standing by the stones and looking across the river you got a super view up the side valley opposite that led up to snowy peaks as melt water gushed down to join the Barbung. Lizards played hide, seek and suntan on the hot stone walls.
While dal bhat lunch was being prepared, Val and I walked around the rocky spur and a little further on along the path, and got more fab views up narrow gorges to the ridge between Dhaulagiri IV (7661 m) and Churen Himal (7385 m).
And then a red-backed goshawk flew past. Just magic.
After a leisurely lunch break we continued on. Easy walking, but the cloud was building and the skies darkening… strong winds chased us up the valley towards Mukot (मुकोट) on the other side of the ridge, catching us at a series of mani walls where Val concluded we’d missed the turn off for the higher trail to Seri. Pema had gone ahead with the porters. When Chhiring and Sani Cook caught us up they confirmed we needed to go up, so we did - scrambling over stony hillsides, finding the higher trail easily. And the rain held off.
Our luck only got better. The higher path turned north, passing a lady in Tibetan-style dress and her daughter tending their flock of goats, and climbed, bringing the ridges Churen Himal into view as the clouds cleared - WOW. A little later, snow covered triangular peaks emerged above the junction of the Barbung and the Mu Chu … followed by Dhaulagiri II peeking out of the clouds. Mani walls and chortens led us up and on, the clouds continuing to clear and the air temperature warmed. Fantastic views back down the valley to the Dhaulagiri Massif - crystal clear views of Dhaulagiri II (7751 m) and III (7715 m), and the fluted northern flanks of Churen Himal.
Amazing.
Ahead of us, to the north, Seri village came into view - beautiful stone houses set amidst stone walled fields, in a stunning location.
We were camping just above the school, and by the time Charles and I arrived (we’d been taking lots of photos….) the tents were up and the village children overcoming shyness to inspect their visitors.
After more photos it was time for afternoon tea and biscuits in the blue mess tent, which gradually morphed into an impromptu health clinic as news of Val and Steffi's arrival spread.
Before dinner we headed down to the school to distribute LED solar lights (LED - Light Education Development - is the charity Val runs. I’m a trustee.) A thank you song and dance ceremony was accompanied by a young man on a taimur (?), butter tea and rakshi. Just smashing. Late to bed - 9pm! - after a really wonderful day.
I feel like we're really in Dolpo (དོལ་པོ) now.
Read more on SparklyTrainers: Val Pitkethly's Dolpo Expedition 2017.
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Radimi's brother ZeZe cheers for him as he crosses the stage.
From the film Radimi: Who Stole the Dream. Featuring Mehcad Brooks in his first film role. Written/Directed by Katina Parker. Produced by Sherry Dorsey. Filmed by Nick Saglimbeni. Shot on location in Wilmington, Delaware.
Original format: color 35mm, 27 minutes.
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Him watching dora the explorer in HD!
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Aux rochers granitiques se succèdent de grandes parois calcaires, terrain de jeu de l'aigle royal. Aux forêts de sapins font suite des bois de cèdres et surtout de pins. Les rizières sont remplacées par des pâturages et le climat humide de la basse vallées se transforme brutalement en un climat sec. Nous sommes dans la haute vallée de la Marsyangdi, à proximité de la frontière tibétaine et face au versants nord des Annapurnas II (7916m), IV (7525m), III (7555m) et du Gangapurna (7455m)
The search for Malaysia's Hottest Hunks for year 2008/2009. Fashion Show by Camel Active, performances by the hunks, shirtless catwalks and more. Organised by NewIcon For Him & Newtide.
This is my Digo. He passed away about a week ago. He had cancer last year and since his surgery both his hind legs got worse. 2 weeks prior, he lost the will to even move. We made a heartbreaking decision.
We miss him, badly.
My sweet husband had emergency surgery two weeks ago to correct a kink in his bowel and had his staples removed today. He is weak and lost a lot of weight. I am concerned but the doctor said i am doing a great job and he is on track to getting better.
The iconic Bratz pack was always Cloe, Jade, Sasha, and Yasmin. Meygan was the fifth "honorary" member, what with being the first new character added to the Bratz franchise back in 2002. But what about all the others--the one off characters, the girls that appeared only a handful of times, or the other familiar faces like Dana, Fianna, and Phoebe/Roxxi who appeared countless times over the years? It just wouldn't be the Bratz world without this variety of dolls, who represent different eras in the Bratz franchise. Growing up, I recall the excitement each time I wandered into the toy aisle and discovered somebody new had been created for the Bratz line. And as an adult, this same thrill whacked me in the face when I learned of the 10th anniversary doll collection, which showcased not one, but TEN new characters. For me, these dolls, whether they made a solo appearance or wormed their way into countless collections are all important. They not only tell the story of the history of Bratz, but they also each hold memories in my metaphorical dolly scrapbook.
I suppose the practical place to start would be the girls I grew up with. Back in the early 2000s, when I started to dabble in the world of Bratz, it was the core four plus Meygan who comprised each line. But one day at Wal-Mart, I stumbled upon a new face--Stylin' Salon 'N' Spa Fianna. I am almost certain that I encountered her even before Dana, who was produced sometime prior. Either way, it was Fianna that became the sixth member of my personal Bratz pack. Up until that point, I only had Xpress It! Jade, Yasmin, Sasha, and Meygan, alongside a rogue Beach Party Cloe. It's hard to believe looking back that it was Stylin' Salon 'N' Spa Fianna who was my sixth Bratz doll ever in my collection. But in retrospect, it was the acquisition of Fianna that spurred me to want more Bratz...more characters....just more in general. I was tantalized by her cozy white robe and skimpy salon attire. To top it off, she came with a super intriguing spa. Oh the possibilities! I can't recall exactly what time frame I first saw Fianna, but it was for my twelfth birthday that Dad purchased me the set. I ended up getting my doll at the local Kmart, and it is still burned into my memory those ecstatic moments in which I pushed the large box in a shopping cart to the register (passing a school mate I might add, on the way). Fianna embodied everything I loved about Bratz--she had gorgeous tan skin, fabulous saran hair, and stunning green eyes. Not long after, Dana joined the clan. I knew after the acquisition of Fianna that I just had to get a hold of a Dana too. So I opted for Wintertime Wonderland Dana--I knew those stylish winter clothes would come in handy. Ironically, it was the makeup that came with Fianna's spa that stole all the glitter from Dana's face. After several years of being caked in the lip gloss and nail polish, followed by rounds of face washes, the sturdy adhesive holding the glitter onto Dana's features weakened. Within a few months Nevra was the next cast member to become part of the family. She wasn't a personal choice of mine--rather she was a surprise for Christmas 2003. The element of surprise however was stolen when I accidentally discovered her in the car trunk a few weeks before Christmas. I couldn't believe my luck--Dad had ACTUALLY bought me the very expensive Bratz prom runway WITH the exclusive doll. Back then, I didn't think MGA would manufacture these characters in other lines, so it was an extra special treat to get Nevra and Fianna. Lo and behold, the Wild Life Safari line featured both girls. Sometime the following year, Dad bought me my second Nevra. I dubbed her Dakota, and to this day, she is one of those dolls that never fails to bring me to tears. It was an innocent, ordinary moment one afternoon when Dad and I found ourselves at Wal-Mart. He needed a new grill, and left me in the toy aisle to ogle all the newly released goodies. I fell in love with Nevra's rad camouflage printed clothes and the fact that she came with pierced ears. Dad returned to the aisle not long after, saw the look of temptation on my face, and offered to buy me Nevra. It is just one of those random moments in time that Nevra, aka Dakota, has managed to preserve. It was these first few special experiences with the unofficial Bratz pack members that rooted a passion for them, one that even a five year dolly hiatus could not break.
I never would have guessed in a million years that some random Bratz character, one who didn't even exist when I was a kid, would be the doll that broke me. It was the beginning of 2011 when dolls wormed their way back into my life. But those first few months, I was exclusively collecting Disney dolls. Five years of being stored in the basement had made me forget my love for my large headed friends. Despite Dad and Colleen's urging, I refused to have much to do with my 18 childhood Bratz. I didn't want my perfect Disney collection being tainted by those "ugly" dolls that I was somehow obsessed with years before. And then it happened...it was probably the second or third week of the flea market season that year. Within the first few minutes, I had decided to buy a 2003 Slumber Party Yasmin and Strut It! Meygan...familiar territory really. I had seen both dolls in stores, and I couldn't resist purchasing them. I was however very embarrassed by this, and sent Colleen in the building at the flea market to pay for them. Less than ten minutes later however, I was completely awestruck by a random black haired doll. We wandered through a seller's scattered booth, and spotted a box overflowing with doll hair. Inside, I noticed that the majority of the dolls happened to be Bratz. One in particular caught my eye--she had floor length, black saran hair, with vibrant red streaks framing her face. She had a subtle yet sassy face up, and was wearing what I now know to be a Rock Angelz Yasmin skirt, with coordinating boots, and a mismatched shirt. "No!" I told myself...I didn't need this Bratz doll. At the time I was obsessed with the idea of only collecting dolls that were complete. Having no prior knowledge of this doll, I couldn't take the gamble. I couldn't possibly have a Bratz doll that didn't have her original ensemble. So I put her back in the box and walked away. But those few minutes we were apart, I couldn't help but keep thinking of this mystery doll. So I found myself back at the booth, with money in hand. I also thought, "What the heck, I mine as well grab this Cloe with black streaked hair and Phoebe and Roxxi while I'm at it." There was another raven haired beauty in the same bin who looked almost exactly like my mystery lady. I was about to pay for her instead when I caught my mistake--she had different lips and no red streaks in her hair. When I got home and identified my finds, I came to the horrifying realization that my new Bratz doll was actually World Twiins Nevaeh, and it was her TWIN Peyton who I had so carelessly left behind. I spent the rest of that flea market season trying to track down that elusive seller with the hoard of Bratz. By the time I did, Peyton was long gone. It wasn't until 2013 when I finally got my hands on one--brand new in box from eBay. But back tracking to 2011, it was Nevaeh who broke me. I cleaned her up and tucked her away in storage with my childhood friends and the handful of dollies I purchased with her. But everyday I HAD to pop open the container and pay her a visit. Something about this doll was too compelling to resist. Before you know it, she found herself a home on my printer, facing my bed. It was probably within two weeks when Dad and I dismantled my desk and had an old bookshelf set up in my room for overflowing Disney dolls and Bratz. Colleen and Dad were right...Bratz dolls were my jam, they were something so incredibly special and sacred to me that time had simply erased my memory of. I owe it all to Nevaeh for sparking my inner Bratz flame. Without her, I don't know that things would have played out the same way.
I always had a taste for doll family packs, but the bond with Nevaeh and strengthened/intensified this passion. I found myself lusting for the 2010 Phoebe and Roxxi dolls at the stores, and also Sorrel and Keelin, the newest twins on the block at the time. Over the years, I've acquired quite the little hoard of Phoebe and Roxxi dolls. But none will ever hold a candle to my beloved 10th Anniversary ones. I was beginning to warm up to the new generation of Bratz around the fall of 2011. Things in my life were pretty much all falling apart at the time, the only light in my life being my newfound doll hobby. Dad's health was declining, we were flat broke, and the weight of all our struggles was eating me up inside. One evening we were at Wal-Mart picking up some necessities--on this occasion, there were huge rolling carts filled with clearance items right by the registers. Before we checked out, I glanced some Bratz boxes and had to investigate. I found Party Yasmin and the twins all marked down to just $10 each. I knew we didn't have the money for them, so I tried not to draw attention to myself. But it was too late, Dad had seen my greedy expression. He burst into tears at the register as we were checking out, apologizing repeatedly for not being able to buy me the set. It made me feel absolutely terrible that he felt like such a failure, all because he couldn't buy me a set of dolls that I didn't even need. Something about that moment must have really stayed with Dad. A few days later, he sold his boat to a family member, and with some cash in hand, he INSISTED we return to Wal-Mart. Within those few days, the dolls had been marked down further to just $7.50 each. So Dad, feeling proud and like he was able to fulfill his role as a parent, not only bought me Phoebe and Roxxi, but also Party Yasmin (I couldn't say no to that beautiful face and those extra clothes I so desperately needed). I can never shake the look on Dad's face later that night, as he watched me open Phoebe and Roxxi on the living room carpet. He was absolutely beaming, and I think it was that look on his face that has made the duo mean so much to me. Even though Dad is long gone, when I see Phoebe and Roxxi displayed above my bed, I can't help but feel warm inside. Dad didn't have to buy me the dolls, but it meant the world to him knowing he could do such a small gesture. If I could only keep ten Bratz, I have to admit that they would make the cut.
As I'm writing this passage, I cant' help but see a strong correlation between the dolls that mean the most to me and Dad. But it makes sense, after all, Bratz were always his favorite dolls to buy me, the ones he had the most jokes to crack about, and the dolls that hold the fondest memories. I had strangely great luck finding Sharidan that first year back into collecting. Even though she was a character who made less than five appearances, I saw three Sharidan dolls in those months. The first was Bratz the Movie Sharidan, who turned up in a busted box in Wal-Mart's clearance section. She was still super pricey though, at around $30 (although she was originally around $80). I was intrigued by this very out of date doll who just so happened to still be kicking it in this Wal-Mart. Based on my calculations, she was probably one of the first Bratz dolls ever stocked at this location, since our local Wal-Mart opened in 2007. When Dad found Colleen and I ogling Sharidan in the clearance aisle, he offered to buy her for me. But I politely declined--I felt too guilty spending that kind of cash for a single Bratz doll. So naturally I was over the moon when I found out MGA was reissuing her in a set with a unicorn. Dad made a special trek out to Big Lots just for Glowing Unicorn Sharidan. Sure she didn't have that fabulous glitter gown, but instead she was equipped with a rainbow haired unicorn. Some months later, I found another out of date Sharidan at Toys 'R' Us--only this time it was the Forever Diamondz gal. By that point in early 2012, Dad was hospitalized. He had insisted we got out and have some fun instead of visiting him all day. So Colleen and I drove out to Toys 'R' Us to see if they still had any Sorrel/Keelin packs. Not only did we find the twins, but also Sharidan, in another beat up box...she was just $7! Despite all this luck with Sharidan, I couldn't help but still fancy the overpriced Bratz the Movie gal. But she disappeared not long after, so I assumed she had sold. Dad passed away that May, and with the loss, I found myself turning more to my Bratz collection for comfort and reassurance. Two years almost exactly to the day, I was reunited with that EXACT Bratz the Movie Sharidan. She was once again stuffed in a clearance section, but this time at the front of the store. I know she was not another Sharidan doll that happened to come out of the stock room. No, she was the same doll Dad offered to buy me, still sporting that September 2011 price tag I had printed when scanning her two years before. Maybe it was a weird coincidence, a streak of luck, or Dad's way of letting me know he was still watching over us. But I couldn't leave her behind again, even though she was still $30. Although Dad didn't technically purchase this doll for me, Bratz the Movie Sharidan is still what I consider to be a "Dad doll" and the story of our miraculous reunion makes her all that much more irreplaceable.
The age of the doll or the time in my life in which I acquired them makes no difference. I love all the Bratz pack plus members. There were other countless special ones that Dad purchased me that first year of my dolly resurgence. I couldn't write this post and not mention the Sisterz, Lilani and Kiani. They've become unofficial mascots of my bedroom--watching over all the dolls from the topmost shelf above my bed. I have never forgotten the moment I first discovered of their existence, while cruising online trying to construct a self made Bratz book. There were Bratz SISTERS, with special body molds and a Kid Kore Katie esque vibe?!!! It was my mission during those early days to get my hands on a set, and lo and behold luck was on my side. Both girls turned up fairly complete in the lot we call "Craigslist #1." Dad bought me the 70 plus secondhand Bratz dolls as an early Christmas gift that year. As bizarre and homely as I found the pair, I was obsessed in their sheer novelty, especially since a few weeks prior I had seen a knock off version in a toy store at the mall. I was beyond bummed out when I figured out that those sisters weren't authentic. From that same ginormous lot of dolls, I also acquired more Bratz Twiins, including Tess/Nona and Oriana/Valentina! Having such luck made me crave the rest of the twins sets that were produced, which lead to a very indulgent eBay twins binge some years later. I also couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by nostalgia when Tokyo a Go-Go Tiana turned up in the tub of Bratz that night. I knew there were a few dolls from the line when we first saw the ad on Craigslist, but I was unaware that the playset doll was included. As a kid, I was torn between thinking Tiana was really awesome, and also a bit too much like Jade for my liking. But as a twenty year old, I was enamored by her multicolored, micro braided hairstyle, and that signature anime esque facial screening! There was also the memorable "Bean Fianna" of that same year. I rescued her and Slumber Party Cloe together at a massive outdoor flea market. Tennis Fianna was clad in only a yellow robe, her tennis shoes, and a kidney bean that somehow found its way into her tresses. Sleepover Leah is yet another infamous doll in my collection. I discovered her nude body in a tool box at the local flea market. I just couldn't leave her behind in such a sorry state. Despite her nicotine stained body, her destroyed hair, and that awful odor which stank like Leah had been chain smoking for years, I still loved her. I feel a deep sense of pride and satisfaction when I see her now, slightly less shabby, but considerably more loved/appreciated. There were newer dolls in the stores too that caught my eye. I was fascinated by the Style It! girls in particular, when they turned up in 2011. I was particularly keen for Maci, what with her dark black hair and blue eyes. For my 21st birthday, the first without Dad, my cousin and his now wife surprised me with her and a secondhand Sun-Kissed Summer Dana. They picked Maci since she reminded them of me, what with her plaid jacket and that "Doodles" nickname! For over a year, she was my Peyton doppelganger, Nevaeh's surrogate sister, since they both had black hair and blue eyes. I also was so taken by Style It! Jaylene in 2013, that I had to purchase her, despite being hideously overpriced at Rite Aid. To me, she embodies my mom's spirit, if she were a Bratz doll. She has thick, wavy blonde hair, blue eyes, and a stylish sweater dress (the only thing my mom would wear if she had a Bratz wardrobe). Plus her name began with a "J"--my mom's name was Joy. Although I felt a bit salty towards Raya when the 2015 Bratz debuted, I couldn't help but be tickled by her cheeseburger shoes. Plus, I felt no ill will towards her once I realized that Meygan in fact was coming back, and that Raya had not replaced her!
Each of these dolls, and all the others I could not mention here, have a story. Their stories are unique to each girl, just like they are from their duplicates. While to some people, their only collectible value may lie in how they relate to the Bratz franchise, for me, they are like pages from my scrapbook. Each one represents a time in my life that I can never relive. Whether this was my early days of Bratz collecting, when I started dabbling with Dana, Fiana, and Nevra, or when I found a passion for the twins in later years, or when I just had to get my hands on those one off characters to complete brand new lines in the store...they are all meaningful. The Bratz pack "plus" characters really represent to me what I have found to be the meaning of collecting. To me, how "rare" or desirable a character is does not equate to her worth. Ciara and Diona aren't more special to me than my 10th Anniversary twins who overcrowded store shelves in 2011. Likewise, i Candy Phoebe is no less exciting just because I have three these days. I still feel that same sense of delight when admire their green streaked hair and puckered red lips. I was no less than fully overwhelmed when I finally got my hands on the elusive Babysitterz Lana in 2017, despite the fact that she didn't come with a stitch of her original clothes. I've come to see that whether it's a brand new character like the 2010 girls, or one that "came back" after a single appearance like Raya, they are still all Bratz in my eyes. Although Cloe, Yasmin, Sasha, and Jade are the faces of the Bratz brand, it just wouldn't feel the same without all those other characters cluttering up my display and filling my heart with so much joy!
Presented by angels with a heavenly crown inscribed "From grace not as a debt" , Edmund Anderson 1607-1638 of Eyworth & Stratton , with wife Alice Constable clasping a heart between them inscribed "to God 1638". (monument by Edward Marshall) Below is Dorothy +++ their only child.
"These liv'd in that they lov'd, God made them one.
He died and thus dissolved loe she is none
Delay not then till fate shall stoppe her breath to tell what day she died, his was her death"
"To the soul of the dying tears are dumb - to one living longer for the sake of the blessed"
"In the sepulchre of his fathers towards the upper end of the chancel on the north side lyeth buried the body of Edmund Anderson esq, eldest sonne & heire of Sir Francis Anderson Kt, Grandeson of Sir Edmond Anderson sometime Lord Chief Justice of the Common Pleas. He married Alice the sole daughter & heire of Sir John Constable, late of Dromanby in the countie of Yorke, kt, by whome he had issue onely one daughter named Dorothy. He all his time truly professed & constantly adhered to the true and uncorrupted faith of Christ Jesus, & as he held the unitie of ye spirit with the church, so also ye band of perfect peace, love & charitie with men, in God who gave him that grace hath received him to mercie to which he went on ye 4th day of Aprill Anno Dom 1638 leaving behind him ye said daughter aged 7 yeares & a halfe, and his wife a sorrowfull widow who with him hath intomb'd her heart......... (words excised) ... dedicating this small monument to his deare & loved memorie which in ye meanetime she sadly contemplates"
Edmund was the son of Francis Anderson www.flickr.com/photos/52219527@N00/5986630579/ and Judith daughter of Sir Stephen Soame and Anne Stone
He m Alice daughter of John Constable and Dorothy daughter of Benedict Barnham and Dorothy Smith
They had one daughter
+++Dorothy flic.kr/p/a82vnx m (her step brother) John Cotton 3rd bart son of Sir Thomas Cotton, 2nd Bart. +++ and 1st wife Margaret daughter of Lord William Howard or Naworth and Elizabeth Dacre
Alice found love again - she m2 1640 (2nd wife) Sir Thomas Cotton 2nd Bart +++ of Conington son of Sir Robert Cotton, 1st Bart. and Elizabeth daughter of William Brocas of Thedingworth
Alice has a monument at Connington also www.flickr.com/gp/52219527@N00/021Zs5 and had 4 further children
1.Thomas Cotton died aged 17
2.Sir Robert Cotton m Gertrude daughter of Sir William Morrice
3.William Cotton of Cotton Hall Cheshire m Mary daughter of Rev Robert Pulleyn of Thurlestone
4.Philip Cotton m1 Frances daughter of Sir Toby Tyrell & Edith daughter of Sir Thomas by Frances daughter of Sir Edward Dymoke and Anne Tailboys, & grand daughter of Sir Robert Dymoke 1545 flic.kr/p/do2g6j - - Eyeworth church Bedfordshire
We saw him starting out, in a kilt, in a snowstorm and thought it must be an April Fool's joke!
...the word on the internet is that he completed his walk in April,1987. Playing the bagpipes as he went; he raised about $25,000 and walked 6,000 miles.
also see: www.flickr.com/photos/farleyj/3347045297/ and
www.flickr.com/photos/farleyj/3347042719/
In the comments, here, are some tributes to Daniel Smith for the influence he has had on people as he walked across the U.S..
the young woman has been staring at the sea for about an hour...
she was my mate's wife..the killer took J. away from her..from me..
I'll never forgive him...as soon as I take him, I'll make him pay!!
But now I can't do anything to console her...
As she swept down off the banking this incredible young rider powered around and took the lead - and never handed it back.
Accession Number: 1990:1451
Display Title: "The Mahant of Tarakeshwar with his mistress, Elokeshi who offers him pan"
Suite Name: Kalighat Album
Media & Support: Watercolor on paper
Creation Date: ca. 1880
Creation Place/Subject: India
State-Province: West Bengal
Court: Kalighat
School: Kalighat
Display Dimensions: 17 25/32 in. x 10 5/8 in. (45.2 cm x 27 cm)
Credit Line: Edwin Binney 3rd Collection
Label Copy:
Marks: in pencil at the bottom
Bibliography: "repro. Archer 1971, pl. 32"
Repository: The San Diego Museum of Art