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BLM Fire and Aviation Photo Contest 2020
Category: The Land We Protect
Photo by: Bill Stevens, BLM
7 Mile Canyon, Moab, Utah
BOARDS ACROSS BORDERS
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1. Moderator: Pattie Sellers, Senior Editor at Large, Fortune; Executive Director, MPW/Live Content, Time Inc.
2.Alice Au, Co-head, Board Practice, Asia Pacific, Spencer Stuart
3. Wei Sun Christianson, Managing Director and Co-CEO, Asia Pacific and CEO, China, Morgan Stanley
4. Ambassador Linda Tsao Yang, Chair, Asian Corporate Governance Association
We managed to get up to The Lake District for a few days at Easter. We got away from work on Good Friday afternoon and spent three hours covering 110 miles, the M61 and M6 were very slow or stopped. As ever once there we soon left the hassle behind. We were using a B&B that we used very regularly for ten years until the owner passed away quite suddenly. Now under new ownership it has been totally gutted and refurbished, it’s very nice but twice as expensive.
We were out in good time on Saturday, it was dull and cool but very calm. I’d deliberated for ages as to where to walk, wanting to avoid the worst of the Easter crowds. It was the busiest I’d seen the Lakes for a long time amd the North Lakes in particular had stunning weather, the South Lakes had dense fog in places until the afternoon and was much cooler – but not cold. Parking in Patterdale we headed up Arnison Crag, on to Birks aiming for St Sunday Crag. This was where it started to go wrong. I got a sudden pain in my right ankle, near a previous serious ankle injury, it’s not unusual to get a bit of pain in this ankle but it got worse. My ankle felt like it was in a vice. On the plus side the cloud which was very low initially was clearing higher at the same speed that we were climbing. We scrambled over Cofa Pike through some snow on to Fairfield and for a change the summit was clear with glorious views. I had to undo my gaiter and slacken my boot, my ankle was swelling and bruising. I took paracetemol and carried on – I didn’t have much choice really. We walked to Hart Crag out to Dove Crag, back to Hart Crag as we wanted to head down over Hartsop above How. We stopped for a quick sandwich and pot of lemon tea before heading down the rocky path. By now I was suffering but still able to walk fairly fast. The yomp back along the road to Patterdale was tough. We covered 11.5 miles in around five hours, which was OK for a first walk in the mountains for a while. We drove to Keswick wanting to get to Brysons tearooms for cake and coffee. Keswick was packed and sunny and we had to walk in half a mile, that was painful, my ankle was agony until I got it loosened up. Toasted Plum Bread, apple pie and ice cream and coffee made up for the grief.
On Sunday I knew I couldn’t walk much. I was applying Ibuprofen Gel regularly but it was going to be a car and camera day. There was dense fog when we set off so I decided we needed to be somewhere attractive when it started to clear, I just didn’t know when that was going to be. We drove into Langdale and the fog broke to reveal Blue sky and the top of the Langdale Pikes, it was fantastic. I immediately thought of Blea Tarn and drove up the pass out of Langdale. I expected to find, as is usual, tripods in a row, with photographers clicking away. There wasn’t a soul, it was so calm and peaceful – and beautiful – I couldn’t believe my luck. I limped as fast as I could to the Tarn, unfortunately an overnight camper, who I chatted with about the beauty, reflections and the camera I was carrying, did her best to encourage her dog into the water and she got in to get washed. It was so calm that the ripples would cross the entire tarn and spoil the photos. I shot as quick as I could, moving away from her all the time. I think I had around 15 minutes at the most before a breeze – that I couldn’t feel – started to ripple the water. The reflections disappeared and it was over. Without the bad ankle I would have missed this tranquillity as we would have been toiling up out first climb of the day. The fog stayed put in the South Lakes but we headed north over Dunmail Raise to blue sky and 17 degrees.
On Monday after 36 hours of Ibuprofen I felt that my ankle would stand a six or seven miler – but where? We had very thick fog in Ambleside so again I drove over Dunmail Raise and again it was fantastic. I could see the chance of some good photos around Thirlmere but I had to get waterside at a point where the view wasn’t obstructed with saplings and bushes growing out of the water. This was easier said than done, it took three attempts to get a decent location. I had reflections, hanging mist, water and mountains – and wet feet again, fortunately I had my walking boots and socks to put on for the walk ahead. After my photo chase we parked at Steel End and headed up the steep nose of Steel Fell. It’s a tough climb but the view over Thirlmere was great. We could see the wall of fog to the south and I was looking forward to getting to the top, hoping that we would be able to see over it with mountains poking out of a sea of white. This was exactly as it was, the Lion and the Lamb on Helm Crag looked like an island in the sea of mist. We walked along the ridge to Calf Crag with clear views to the north and a sea on mist to the south, it looked like the right choice again. We were going to head down Wythburn back to Thirlmere. Wyth Burn runs through a secluded hanging valley through an area called The Bog. I’ve walked down here a few times and at first glance it looks dry – they didn’t name it The Bog for nothing – it is extremely wet. It doesn’t matter how high you walk to avoid it – you can’t! We were wet above the gaiters by the time we got back and it was tough on the ankle. Brysons here we come, another beautiful hot day in Keswick but back to work tomorrow.
managed to keep this shot pretty sharp even though this was just a candid of a girl dancing on stage. nice!
International Monetary Fund Managing Director Christine Lagarde (R) is greeted by Djibouti President Ismail Omar Guelleh (L) at the Presidency December 18, 2017 in Djibouti. IMF Staff Photo/Stephen Jaffe
Managed to clean most of the fibres away, there are still a few stubborn ones but at least you can see her eyes. Messy, but it is 1/72...
Managing Director Kristalina Georgieva talks with Julie Kozack before meeting President of Moldova, Maia Sandu.
IMF Photo/Kim Haughton
05 Dec 2022
Washington, DC, United States
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Deputy Managing Director Bo Li walks past Headquarters 2 at the International Monetary Fund on his first day.
IMF Photo/Cory Hancock
11 August 2021
Washington, DC, United States
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BLM Fire and Aviation Photo Contest 2020
Category: The Land We Protect
Photo by: Shane Trotter, BLM
Reno, Nevada 2020
Governor of the Bank of Indonesia Perry Warjiyo in the IMFC Plenary Session during the 2022 Annual Meetings at the International Monetary Fund.
IMF Photo/Joshua Roberts
14 October 2022
Washington, DC, United States
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International Monetary Fund Managing Director Christine Lagarde (C) participates in her press conference with First Deputy Managing Director David Lipton (L) and Communications Director Gerry Rice (R) at the 2014 IMF/World Bank Annual Meetings at the World Bank October 9, 2014 in Washington. IMF Staff Photograph/Stephen Jaffe
Members of the media capture International Monetary Fund Managing Director Christine Lagarde meeting with National Treasury Cabinet Secretary Henry Rotich at the Treasury Building January 6, 2014 in Nairobi, Kenya. Lagarde is on a two country visit to Africa. IMF Photograph/Stephen Jaffe
International Monetary Fund Managing Director Christine Lagarde (R), IMFC Chair Agustin Carstens (C) and First Deputy Managing Director David Lipton (L) hold a joint press conference April 18, 2015 after the IMFC meeting at the 2015 IMF/World Bank Spring Meetings In Washington, DC. IMF Staff Photo/Stephen Jaffe
At 25, I was promoted to managing editor of publications. I was reluctant. I was inexperienced. I was intimidated. But I was also gently pushed into this role by a new supervisor who believed I could do it.
While my supervisor was supportive, he had a hands-off approach (which I appreciated later on) and there wasn’t much coaching in my new role. I felt like I was drowning in expectations, responsibilities, and assumptions that had been packaged into this position over the years. My decisions were: sink or swim.
I faked confidence in managing and running a magazine until I felt more experienced and confident. I learned the assignment and publishing process. I worked hard to build rapport with my editors, to treat each person as an individual with different strengths. I was a tough managing editor because I wanted each person to shine in their own way. I pushed them to be better.
I’ve learned faking it can work for a while. I’ve learned expertise does come with time, with effort, and with genuine forthrightness. I’ve learned getting to know people and investing time and energy into encouraging their strengths is important.
I’ve learned challenges only make me stronger, but that doesn’t make them any easier. I still carry some residual insecurity. I still feel the need to over prepare for some things, to make sure I know my stuff, to make sure people perceive me as competent and qualified.
Managing Director Kristalina Georgieva participates in a one-on-one conversation entitled The Way Forward: Addressing Multiple Crises in an Era of Volatility, with World Bank President David Malpass during the 2022 Annual Meetings at the International Monetary Fund.
IMF Photo/Cory Hancock
10 October 2022
Washington, DC, United States
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International Monetary Fund Managing Director Christine Lagarde answers a question during her press conference April 20, 2017 at the IMF Headquarters in Washington, DC. IMF Staff Photo/Stephen Jaffe
We managed to get up to The Lake District for a few days at Easter. We got away from work on Good Friday afternoon and spent three hours covering 110 miles, the M61 and M6 were very slow or stopped. As ever once there we soon left the hassle behind. We were using a B&B that we used very regularly for ten years until the owner passed away quite suddenly. Now under new ownership it has been totally gutted and refurbished, it’s very nice but twice as expensive.
We were out in good time on Saturday, it was dull and cool but very calm. I’d deliberated for ages as to where to walk, wanting to avoid the worst of the Easter crowds. It was the busiest I’d seen the Lakes for a long time amd the North Lakes in particular had stunning weather, the South Lakes had dense fog in places until the afternoon and was much cooler – but not cold. Parking in Patterdale we headed up Arnison Crag, on to Birks aiming for St Sunday Crag. This was where it started to go wrong. I got a sudden pain in my right ankle, near a previous serious ankle injury, it’s not unusual to get a bit of pain in this ankle but it got worse. My ankle felt like it was in a vice. On the plus side the cloud which was very low initially was clearing higher at the same speed that we were climbing. We scrambled over Cofa Pike through some snow on to Fairfield and for a change the summit was clear with glorious views. I had to undo my gaiter and slacken my boot, my ankle was swelling and bruising. I took paracetemol and carried on – I didn’t have much choice really. We walked to Hart Crag out to Dove Crag, back to Hart Crag as we wanted to head down over Hartsop above How. We stopped for a quick sandwich and pot of lemon tea before heading down the rocky path. By now I was suffering but still able to walk fairly fast. The yomp back along the road to Patterdale was tough. We covered 11.5 miles in around five hours, which was OK for a first walk in the mountains for a while. We drove to Keswick wanting to get to Brysons tearooms for cake and coffee. Keswick was packed and sunny and we had to walk in half a mile, that was painful, my ankle was agony until I got it loosened up. Toasted Plum Bread, apple pie and ice cream and coffee made up for the grief.
On Sunday I knew I couldn’t walk much. I was applying Ibuprofen Gel regularly but it was going to be a car and camera day. There was dense fog when we set off so I decided we needed to be somewhere attractive when it started to clear, I just didn’t know when that was going to be. We drove into Langdale and the fog broke to reveal Blue sky and the top of the Langdale Pikes, it was fantastic. I immediately thought of Blea Tarn and drove up the pass out of Langdale. I expected to find, as is usual, tripods in a row, with photographers clicking away. There wasn’t a soul, it was so calm and peaceful – and beautiful – I couldn’t believe my luck. I limped as fast as I could to the Tarn, unfortunately an overnight camper, who I chatted with about the beauty, reflections and the camera I was carrying, did her best to encourage her dog into the water and she got in to get washed. It was so calm that the ripples would cross the entire tarn and spoil the photos. I shot as quick as I could, moving away from her all the time. I think I had around 15 minutes at the most before a breeze – that I couldn’t feel – started to ripple the water. The reflections disappeared and it was over. Without the bad ankle I would have missed this tranquillity as we would have been toiling up out first climb of the day. The fog stayed put in the South Lakes but we headed north over Dunmail Raise to blue sky and 17 degrees.
On Monday after 36 hours of Ibuprofen I felt that my ankle would stand a six or seven miler – but where? We had very thick fog in Ambleside so again I drove over Dunmail Raise and again it was fantastic. I could see the chance of some good photos around Thirlmere but I had to get waterside at a point where the view wasn’t obstructed with saplings and bushes growing out of the water. This was easier said than done, it took three attempts to get a decent location. I had reflections, hanging mist, water and mountains – and wet feet again, fortunately I had my walking boots and socks to put on for the walk ahead. After my photo chase we parked at Steel End and headed up the steep nose of Steel Fell. It’s a tough climb but the view over Thirlmere was great. We could see the wall of fog to the south and I was looking forward to getting to the top, hoping that we would be able to see over it with mountains poking out of a sea of white. This was exactly as it was, the Lion and the Lamb on Helm Crag looked like an island in the sea of mist. We walked along the ridge to Calf Crag with clear views to the north and a sea on mist to the south, it looked like the right choice again. We were going to head down Wythburn back to Thirlmere. Wyth Burn runs through a secluded hanging valley through an area called The Bog. I’ve walked down here a few times and at first glance it looks dry – they didn’t name it The Bog for nothing – it is extremely wet. It doesn’t matter how high you walk to avoid it – you can’t! We were wet above the gaiters by the time we got back and it was tough on the ankle. Brysons here we come, another beautiful hot day in Keswick but back to work tomorrow.
We managed to get to the Lake District for the Easter weekend. We were open at work on Good Friday so I had to be in at work for a couple of hours and didn’t set off until 9.00am. We had a quick café stop and then jumped on the M62. It took us until 2.00pm to get to Langdale. We crawled up the M61 and M6, reminding me why we used to avoid Bank Holiday traffic. Although staying in Ambleside we drove to Langdale to get a couple of hours walking in. Langdale was packed but we found a place to park at the foot of the pass up to Blea Tarn. We headed up Pike of Blisco – against a steady stream of walkers descending at this time in the afternoon. I didn’t bother taking photos to any great extent, it wasn’t great light, windy and the appalling weekend forecast had depressed me – this was supposed to be the best day and it was nearly over. After a nice settled spell, possibly the first in the north of England this winter (now officially British Summertime) heavy rain and gales were coming our way apparently.
Each morning I studied the maps trying to second guess the light, wind and crowds. On Saturday it was initially dry, much to our surprise, we parked in Coniston and set off up Walna Scar Road. It’s a long steep drag to the top of the pass, the cloud was down and thick, the wind was getting extreme as we got higher – and we didn’t see a soul! We were heading over Brown Pike onto Dow Crag, we weren’t likely to get lost on a ridge. By now it was raining hard and the wind was making staying upright difficult. We slid off the rocky summit of Dow Crag on our backsides, the safest way. We dropped on to Goats Hause, the wind was screaming through and but I guessed there would be some shelter if we headed for the Old Man of Coniston. We met the first person of the day here, arriving at the summit just before him. There was still winter snow on north facing slopes but the wind wasn’t as bad as Dow Crag. It was grim, 30 metre visibility and there was very little point in staying on the tops as originally planned. Jayne was up for heading straight down the tourist track through the quarries. We have only ever ascended it before but we set off down at a trot, passing some fell runners along the way. There was a steady stream of Easter trippers heading up and judging by the questions we were asked on the way down they had little idea of what they were heading in to or how far they were from the summit, and all in appalling conditions. Lower down it was quite calm and many had little idea of the severity of the conditions on the tops. The countryside was rapidly waterlogging again after the belated dry spell.
Sunday brought more very heavy rain and gales on the tops. What looked like snow had accumulated on high ground overnight. It was actually several inches of hail and was horrible underfoot, like small wet marbles but trapping a lot of water on the lower slopes below the freezing line. We parked at Patterdale and walked across slopes that the recent floods had wreaked havoc on, with a lot of remedial work to be done this summer. The plan was to get to Boardale Hause and decide whether to go high – over Place Fell – or head in to Boardale and stay low by doing a circuit of Place Fell. It was raining hard and there was a howling gale but it was behind us, the cloud had lifted a bit so we went high. The summit plateau was a nightmare, covered in slippy, wet, slushy hail with the wind nearly blowing us over. We went north straight over the top and down the other side, the top was in thick cloud but the lower slopes were clear and we legged it off the fell, descending by Scalehow Force waterfall, which was in fine form with the heavy rain. We followed the path above the shores of Ullswater back to Patterdale. Another wet walk.
Monday saw us parked a mile or so south of yesterday’s parking place in Patterdale at Bridgend. With the weather being bad people weren’t out early, even on a bank holiday, so we didn’t have a problem parking. There wasn’t a plan, we were just making it up. Today looked promising, Storm Katie was battering the rest of the country but missed the north for a change. The tops were wintry, again it was hail accumulations not snow, on the high ground it was on very old lying snow and very difficult on steep descents. We decided to take the steady slopes of Hartsop above How to Hart Crag, on to Fairfield and then hopefully over Cofa Pike on to St Sunday Crag, Birks and finally Arnison Crag. This was just less than ten miles and it turned out to be a very tough five hours, exhausting, particularly after the three previous days. A large coastguard helicopter circled us repeatedly and finally landed on the path we were following to Hart Crag, we assumed it was on an exercise. The ground was frozen above 2500 feet and walking was easier as the snow/hail was load bearing and we could yomp on a bit. It was like midwinter with frequent squally whiteouts blasting in. The wind would pick up first lifting the frozen hail in a frozen spindrift that bounced along several feet high blasting our faces, this was followed by, what was more like frozen drizzle than snow, fine, but hard, we could feel it through our clothes it came at us that hard. I decided that we would head straight over Cofa Pike to St Sunday. A mistake with hindsight. The lake of footprints was the first bad sign but we were committed. We lived to tell the tale but Jayne had a bit of a near miss. The crag down to Cofa is steep and it was covered in hail on old snow, the layer of hail was shearing away from the underlying snow and we had to go down on out backsides, keeping a tight grip as we went. At one point Jayne failed to arrest a slide that was above a steep and deep drop. I had hold of her from a position in front of her and to her left and I was fairly well anchored so I felt in control and was sure of the outcome. From her point of view it was frightening and it subdued her for the rest of the walk. She had also ripped the outer lining of her Paramo waterproof trousers as well. Considering that we were going downhill it was hard going, every step a slip or a slide, with the underlying grass saturated and a thin layer of hail it was an unpleasant walk off the fell. At the end of Arnison Crag we took a pathless shortcut – that we swore we would never use again years ago – to save around twenty minutes of walking. This was the only day I had the camera out all day and had to cover it with a dryliner bag whenever a heavy shower came in. I also broke the lens hood. We drove to Keswick for afternoon coffee and toast at Brysons. The new Paramo store across the square was the next stop for new trousers. These Paramos had cost £85 14 years ago and they have just brought a new model out. We had two choices, The old model was reduced to…..£85 – after 14 years we could pay the same price or we could return the old trousers - cleaned – and get a £50 voucher towards the new model, which are £135, or £85 with the voucher. The old ones were ¾ of a mile away in the car – unwashed – so we bought the old model. Needless to say we had a couple of drinks in the Golden Rule in Ambleside every night before our tea.
BLM Fire and Aviation Photo Contest 2020
Category: The Land We Protect
Photo by: Samantha Nelson, BLM
Casper, Wyoming 2020
Managed to get a little smile from Oliver today, bought him a Makka Pakka from In the Night Garden!
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Managing Director Kristalina Georgieva participates in an interview with France 24 at Security Studios.
IMF Photo/Lewis Joly
16 May 2021
Paris, France
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MTA Managing Director Veronique "Ronnie" Hakim reopened the 53 St Station on the R line in Brooklyn on Fri., September 8, 2017, after a rehabilitation under the Enhanced Station Initiative (ESI.) The initiative modernizes stations and features improved customer experience.
Photo: Patrick Cashin / MTA New York City Transit
I havent managed to produce anything for SS - but had fun anyway!
Texture, thanks to JoesSistah - who also provided inspiration for the title.
Life has been mad for goodness knows how long - and so I give up any pretence of catching up with any of your wonderful photos - but I shall try my best to comment on some this evening. This weekend, I'm blaming my absence on the wonderful Burlesque Evening at the Norwich Puppet Theatre (no, they weren't burlesque puppets!!) - and my subsequent hangover. It was a great evening!
International Monetary Fund Managing Director Christine Lagarde (C), First Deputy Managing Director David Lipton (L) and Communication Director Gerry Rice (R) give a press conference April 14, 2016 at the IMF Headquarters in Washington, DC. The IMF/World Bank Spring meetings are being held in Washington this week. IMF Staff Photograph/Stephen Jaffe
International Monetary Fund Managing Director Christine Lagarde (C), Deputy Managing Director David Lipton (L) and IMF Communications Director Gerry Rice (R) hold a press conference October 8, 2015 during the 2015 IMF/World Bank Annual Meetings in Lima, Peru. IMF Staff Photo/Stephen Jaffe
International Monetary Fund Managing Director Christine Lagarde (C), First Deputy Managing Director David Lipton and Communications Director Gerry Rice (R) hold a press conference October 12, 2017 at the IMF Headquarters in Washington, DC. IMF Staff Photo/Stephen Jaffe
Managing Director Kristalina Georgieva meets with Minister of Economy of Oman, Badr Albusaidi
IMF Photo/Mohamed Somji
29 March 2022
Dubai, United Arab Emirates
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International Monetary Fund Managing Director Christine Lagarde (L) and World Bank President Jim Yong Kim (R) are joined by Indonesia Bank Governor Agus D.W. Martowardojo (2nd L) and Finance Minister Bambang Brodjonegoro (2nd R) as they sign the documents to hold the IMF/World Bank Annual Meetings in 2018 in Bali, Indonesia on October 10, 2015 at the IMF/World Bank Annual Meetings at the Lima Convention Center in Lima, Peru. IMF Staff Photo/Stephen Jaffe
International Monetary Fund Managing Director Christine Lagarde (R) speaks at the "CHALLENGES FOR SECURING GROWTH & SHARED PROSPERITY IN LATIN AMERICA" conference with Chilean President Michelle Bachelet (L) at the Sheraton Hotel December 5, 2014 in Santiago, Chile. IMF Staff Photograph/Stephen Jaffe
International Monetary Fund Managing Director Christine Lagarde (C), First Deputy Director, David Lipton (L) and Communications Department Director, Gerry Rice (R) answer questions during the IMF Mananging Director Press Conference at the IMF Headquarters during the 2019 IMF/World Bank Spring Meetings April 11, 2019 in Washington, DC. IMF Staff Photograph/Stephen Jaffe
This donut brings a very unique shape to the toy line, but Moose toys managed to capture this mad donut really well with the bulging eyes, melted frosting and rings around his arms and legs. The exclusive pack in squishy Grossery Gang mini-figure is a redesign of the previous Dodgey Donut released in series 1. Moose toys managed to make the donut shape work better in miniature size while retaining a lot of the details. Armed with a set of nunchuks, Dodgey Donut is a valued member of the Grossery Gang team and instrumental in bringing down the clean team when they attack Cheap Town.
Bio
Hard as a rock and loves to roll, Dodgey Donut (A.K.A Rocky) is the wildest party animal in the aisle! Rude, crude and barely food, Dodgey Donut’s priorities in life are partying, partying, and partying – not necessarily in that order.
But when the chips are down (and they often are after Rocky knocks every bag off the shelves), this bodacious baked good is the one you want on your side!
Action Figure
Series 3
AKA: Rocky
Rock hard and ready to roll, Dodgey Donut is rude, crude and barely food! Dodgey Donut is a hole lotta trouble! With limbs of iced rings, he's a donut who's about to go nuts! When it's time for a dirty battle, he's the one you'll want by your side. This scrappy snack is always 'round when you need him! Get ready to fight dirty!
Series 4
AKA: Rocky
With Fold n' Roll action!
Mad and Moldy and ready to roll into combat, Dodgey Donut is one unclean marine! With his battle cry of "DONUT SURRENDER", he'll take on any bug with just a knife and fork until his opponents end up in bite size pieces! Rude, crude, and barely food, it's time for a dirty battle.
Series 5
AKA: Rocky
With Flick & Launch Grot Blaster!
Look who's been sucked up from the Medieval Muck! Dodgey Donut is a knight in slimy armor! He loves to chuck his mace of muck, but doesn't like jousting other knights -- The last thing Dodgey Donut needs is another hole in his head! He's ready to take on the Rotbots and gallantly protect his gross friends from a rotting end!
The Grossery Gang: Collector's Guide
He's as hard as a rock and he loves to roll! Dodgey Donut (aka Rocky) is the wildest party animal in the aisle! Rude, crude, and barely food, Dodgey Donut's priorities in life are partying, partying, and partying - not necessarily in that order.
But when the chips are down (and they often are after Rocky knocks every bag off the shelves), this bodacious baked good is the one you want on your side!
Likes: Partying
Dislikes: Getting dunk'd
May Contain Traces Of: Rocks, trash, and bugs!
Appearance
Dodgey Donut is a rock hard donut covered in mucky frosting with sprinkles on the top half of his body. He has a crazy, open-mouthed smile.
Collector Card
Dodgey Donut's collector card is Card 23 in the series. He is tied by his feet by an anvil and is sinking into water, reaching upwards for a life preserver while a shark is underneath him. He has the tagline of "Dunkin' Donut!" on the bottom.
Card 55 is a sticker card with the same image.
Trivia
Dodgey Donut is similar to Dank Donut, a Trashie from Series 5 of the Trash Pack.
He also resembles Dolly Donut, a Season 4 Shopkin as well as D'lish Donut, a Season 1 Shopkin, and another Dolly Donut, a Season 5 Petkin.
In the Grossery Gang web series, he is given the name Rocky. He is voiced by Spike Spencer.
His prototype show name was Donut Brain.
However, on the storyboard for A Gooey-full Mind (Part 1), his name was Donut Head.
All of his catalog artwork erroneously leaves the center of his hole white, rather than transparent. Barf Bagel also has this same error.
The eyes of his preliminary designs switched from brown and blue depending on the media source.
Get Well Spewn (Part 2) reveals he has a crack in his skull, possibly as a reference to his extreme persona given to him in his bio.
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His tagline in his collector card is a reference to a donut and coffee restaurant, Dunkin' Donuts.
For an unknown reason, his exclusive variant from his action figure, along with Greaseburger's orange variant are seen in a Flush Force commercial, a product by Spin Master with no connection with Moose Toys.
In the webseries, he appears to be a fan of singer Katy Hairy, to the point of dressing up as her in the episode Pooper Bowl.
The static art of his Series 5 action figure gives him a pink crest on the top of his knight helmet, which his figure itself lacks.
managed to get out for a couple of hours this morning. Not much about locally. Hope to get a bit longer tomorrow.
Have a great Sunday everyone.
I finally managed to complete my first custom minifigure design for the movie Alita: Battle Angel.
I loved the flick and had to get some of the Characters as Lego FIgures, so I started – of course – with my now favorite cyborg girl ...
The Sketch above was my first take on getting to know the figure's likeness, so I think it's the best way for you to get in the mood for my little creative project.
Please let me also know if you have any good vendors for custom-printed minifigures at hand. I'm still very undecided where to print the final figure(s) ...
MTA Managing Director Veronique "Ronnie" Hakim reopened the 53 St Station on the R line in Brooklyn on Fri., September 8, 2017, after a rehabilitation under the Enhanced Station Initiative (ESI.) The initiative modernizes stations and features improved customer experience.
Photo: Marc A. Hermann / MTA New York City Transit
Managing Director Kristalina Georgieva talks with President of the European Central Bank Christine Lagarde and European Commissioner for Economy Paolo Gentiloni before a meeting among G7 Finance Ministers and Central Bank Governors takes place during the 2022 Annual Meetings at the International Monetary Fund.
IMF Photo/Cory Hancock
12 October 2022
Washington, DC, United States
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We managed to get up to The Lake District for a few days at Easter. We got away from work on Good Friday afternoon and spent three hours covering 110 miles, the M61 and M6 were very slow or stopped. As ever once there we soon left the hassle behind. We were using a B&B that we used very regularly for ten years until the owner passed away quite suddenly. Now under new ownership it has been totally gutted and refurbished, it’s very nice but twice as expensive.
We were out in good time on Saturday, it was dull and cool but very calm. I’d deliberated for ages as to where to walk, wanting to avoid the worst of the Easter crowds. It was the busiest I’d seen the Lakes for a long time amd the North Lakes in particular had stunning weather, the South Lakes had dense fog in places until the afternoon and was much cooler – but not cold. Parking in Patterdale we headed up Arnison Crag, on to Birks aiming for St Sunday Crag. This was where it started to go wrong. I got a sudden pain in my right ankle, near a previous serious ankle injury, it’s not unusual to get a bit of pain in this ankle but it got worse. My ankle felt like it was in a vice. On the plus side the cloud which was very low initially was clearing higher at the same speed that we were climbing. We scrambled over Cofa Pike through some snow on to Fairfield and for a change the summit was clear with glorious views. I had to undo my gaiter and slacken my boot, my ankle was swelling and bruising. I took paracetemol and carried on – I didn’t have much choice really. We walked to Hart Crag out to Dove Crag, back to Hart Crag as we wanted to head down over Hartsop above How. We stopped for a quick sandwich and pot of lemon tea before heading down the rocky path. By now I was suffering but still able to walk fairly fast. The yomp back along the road to Patterdale was tough. We covered 11.5 miles in around five hours, which was OK for a first walk in the mountains for a while. We drove to Keswick wanting to get to Brysons tearooms for cake and coffee. Keswick was packed and sunny and we had to walk in half a mile, that was painful, my ankle was agony until I got it loosened up. Toasted Plum Bread, apple pie and ice cream and coffee made up for the grief.
On Sunday I knew I couldn’t walk much. I was applying Ibuprofen Gel regularly but it was going to be a car and camera day. There was dense fog when we set off so I decided we needed to be somewhere attractive when it started to clear, I just didn’t know when that was going to be. We drove into Langdale and the fog broke to reveal Blue sky and the top of the Langdale Pikes, it was fantastic. I immediately thought of Blea Tarn and drove up the pass out of Langdale. I expected to find, as is usual, tripods in a row, with photographers clicking away. There wasn’t a soul, it was so calm and peaceful – and beautiful – I couldn’t believe my luck. I limped as fast as I could to the Tarn, unfortunately an overnight camper, who I chatted with about the beauty, reflections and the camera I was carrying, did her best to encourage her dog into the water and she got in to get washed. It was so calm that the ripples would cross the entire tarn and spoil the photos. I shot as quick as I could, moving away from her all the time. I think I had around 15 minutes at the most before a breeze – that I couldn’t feel – started to ripple the water. The reflections disappeared and it was over. Without the bad ankle I would have missed this tranquillity as we would have been toiling up out first climb of the day. The fog stayed put in the South Lakes but we headed north over Dunmail Raise to blue sky and 17 degrees.
On Monday after 36 hours of Ibuprofen I felt that my ankle would stand a six or seven miler – but where? We had very thick fog in Ambleside so again I drove over Dunmail Raise and again it was fantastic. I could see the chance of some good photos around Thirlmere but I had to get waterside at a point where the view wasn’t obstructed with saplings and bushes growing out of the water. This was easier said than done, it took three attempts to get a decent location. I had reflections, hanging mist, water and mountains – and wet feet again, fortunately I had my walking boots and socks to put on for the walk ahead. After my photo chase we parked at Steel End and headed up the steep nose of Steel Fell. It’s a tough climb but the view over Thirlmere was great. We could see the wall of fog to the south and I was looking forward to getting to the top, hoping that we would be able to see over it with mountains poking out of a sea of white. This was exactly as it was, the Lion and the Lamb on Helm Crag looked like an island in the sea of mist. We walked along the ridge to Calf Crag with clear views to the north and a sea on mist to the south, it looked like the right choice again. We were going to head down Wythburn back to Thirlmere. Wyth Burn runs through a secluded hanging valley through an area called The Bog. I’ve walked down here a few times and at first glance it looks dry – they didn’t name it The Bog for nothing – it is extremely wet. It doesn’t matter how high you walk to avoid it – you can’t! We were wet above the gaiters by the time we got back and it was tough on the ankle. Brysons here we come, another beautiful hot day in Keswick but back to work tomorrow.
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International Monetary Fund Managing Director Christine Lagarde (C), First Deputy Managing Director David Lipton (L) and Communication Director Gerry Rice (R) give a press conference April 14, 2016 at the IMF Headquarters in Washington, DC. The IMF/World Bank Spring meetings are being held in Washington this week. IMF Staff Photograph/Stephen Jaffe
Managed jointly by the BLM and the National Park Service, Craters of the Moon National Monument in Idaho is a geologic wonder in a uniquely preserved volcanic landscape whose central focus is the Great Rift, a 62-mile long crack in the Earth's crust. Craters, cinder coves, lava tubes, deep cracks, and vast lava fields form a strangely beautiful volcanic sea on central Idaho's Snake River Plain. At first glance the landscape of Craters of the Moon appears to be devoid of life. Look deeper and you will observe a rich diversity of life including more than 750 types of plants and almost 300 animal species (not including insects!).
Local legends made references to the landscape resembling the surface of the moon. Some even referred to the area as the "Valley of the Moon." In fact, the second group of astronauts to walk on the moon visited Craters of the Moon in 1969 to study the volcanic geology and to explore an unusual and harsh environment in preparation for their trip to space.
A part of the BLM's National Conservation Lands, the national monument became known as Craters of the Moon when Robert Limbert used the name in an article for a national magazine. Limbert was the first man to thoroughly explore and promote the area.
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International Monetary Fund Managing Director Christine Lagarde (C), First Deputy Managing Director David Lipton and Communications Director Gerry Rice (R) hold a press conference April 16, 2015 at the IMF Headquarters in Washington, DC. IMF Staff Photo/Stephen Jaffe
Managing Director Kristalina Georgieva delivers opening remarks beside Her Majesty Queen Máxima of the Netherlands in the Central bank digital currencies Financial Inclusion Seminar during the 2022 Annual Meetings at the International Monetary Fund.
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Managing Director Kristalina Georgieva and Deputy Managing Director Bo Li, Her Majesty Queen Máxima of the Netherlands, Head of the BIS Innovation Hub Cecilia Skingsley, Under-Secretary-General of the United Nations and Executive Secretary of the Economic Commission for Africa Vera Songwe, Governor of Bank Indonesia Perry Warjiyo, and Global Economics and Policy Editor for Bloomberg Television and Radio Kathleen Hays participate in the Central bank digital currencies Financial Inclusion Seminar during the 2022 Annual Meetings at the International Monetary Fund.
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International Monetary Fund Managing Director Christine Lagarde shows off a Myanmar water polo jacket as she watches Myanmar against Thailand in water polo at the 27th Annual SEA Games December 6, 2013 in Nay Pyi Taw, Myanmar. Lagarde is on a three country visit to Asia. IMF Photograph/Stephen JaffInternational Monetary Fund Managing Director Christine Lagarde cheers on the water polo players as she watches Myanmar play Thailand during the 27th biennial SEA Games December 6, 2013 in Nay Pyi Taw, Myanmar. Lagarde is on a three country visit to Asia. IMF Photograph/Stephen Jaffe
International Monetary Fund Managing Director Christine Lagarde holds her press conference October 8, 2015 during the 2015 IMF/World Bank Annual Meetings in Lima, Peru. IMF Staff Photo/Stephen Jaffe