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What Servicemember Protections Are Available to Families?
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Even those familiar with the Servicemembers Civil Relief Act (SCRA) may wonder what servicemember protections are available to families. After all, it’s not just servicemembers who are protected by the SCRA — it’s their family members, too.
However, these protections are not automatic. Almost always, family members must go to court to get a court order to invoke protection.
Otherwise, the only servicemember protections available to families are for the servicemember alone.
When determining the status of military personnel’s family members, the court takes into account their level of dependence on the servicemember. Spouses and children are usually eligible for dependent status, as well as others the servicemember may support. This level of support has to exceed 50 percent and be continuous for 180 days prior to application for protection.
The kinds of servicemember protections available to families may include protection from eviction or vehicle repossession.
But the SCRA also spells out servicemember protections available to family members who co-sign loans. However, this only kicks in with a court order. To achieve this protection, the family member must first prove the servicemember’s military status.
The court will also want to know the nature of the debt. In other words, for the servicemember or their family to qualify for SCRA protections, they must have entered into the debt before being called to active duty.
These considerations can amount to an exhausting array of hurdles family members must clear in order to gain SCRA protections. And there is no guarantee they will prevail. Further, the courts do not allow reimbursement for attorneys’ fees in these cases. Thus, family members must make a cost-benefit analysis before embarking on the process.
Servicemember protections available to families aren’t impossible to get, but they aren’t easy either. Just go to court and ask.
For help getting a military status verification or military affidavit, depend on the Servicemembers Civil Relief Act Centralized Verification Service.

industry_corpus2: Law & Justice


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When Tyler and I went to France for our honeymoon, one of our favorite things was that every time we got a coffee or tea it always came with a little cookie for dipping and nibbling as you enjoyed your beverage. I loved this idea and knew i wanted to recreate it but in a healthier way, because lets be honest a cookie a day does NOT keep the doctor away!
I am a bigger lover of oatmeal cookies and all things chewy in texture so when deciding on the base I knew I wanted to imitate the texture and taste of an oatmeal cookie without all of the sugar…or any sugar at all.
These little cookies are about an inch in diameter, not very big at all, and make the perfect accompaniment to a good cup of coffee in the morning ( or tea!) They take less than 20 minutes from start to finish and make about 18 cookies, which an be frozen as well and then thawed in the fridge!
In a bowl mix the almond butter, applesauce, and vanilla together.
Add in the spices, flaxseed, chia seeds, cranberries, coconut, and anything else you are adding and mix until incorporated.
Add in the oats and mix together thoroughly, this will be a wet batter.
Pre heat the oven to 350 and using a 1 inch scoop put them on a baking sheet. Once on a baking sheet, take a glass and press down on the tops of them with the bottom of a glass to make them into a sphere.

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Discover Health Blog TRAVEL KITS FOR DISCOVER HEALTH MEMBERS!
Regardless of your destination, we recommend you pack a travel kit. This health kit is tailored to your individual needs, as well as the travel itinerary. Kits can be purchased at Discover Health, and will always include a solid foundation for medical needs/health issues that may come up.
Both over-the-counter and personalized prescription medications for common illnesses.
By bringing a consolidated kit like this, you avoid buying these on the road. The quality of medications is variable, and it is advisable to use any medicine taken at home in order to maintain a clear understanding of dosage units and language-specific names.
A travel health kit is useful for the whole family. Carry it as a carry-on bag, and take care not to add sharp objects to its contents and stay within the allotted size when adding fluids/gels.

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text: A great looking striped zip neck micro fleece, the Modena is perfect for every day use as a mid layer or sweatshirt. Features include a zip neck with collar, and bound hem and cuffs. The Modena is also machine washable.

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Today, I attended a Weekly Standard panel discussion about whether the Trump election signals a new era or is just a one-off event. I think he is the second president of a new era that began with our electing a movie actor president: Ronald Reagan.
There was a rather straightforward formula for becoming president before Reagan: graduate from an Ivy League college, go abroad to fight in a war as a junior officer, serve in the House of Representatives, then as governor or senator, then go straight to the presidency or via the vice presidency.
In other words, a little Ivy league mystique and polish, a little military service, and a career in DC politics. Kerry and Gore tried to follow that path at Yale and Harvard respectively then volunteered for Vietnam, then DC politics. They got the Democratic Party nomination, but each was beaten by the same draft dodger. Then “war hero” McCain got beat by another draft dodger: Obama.
So much for the notion that the military is a stepping stone to the Oval Office. Not anymore. The Ivy League (either undergrad or grad school) still seems to be a stepping stone. The Ivy League has produced 8 (Harvard) + 5 (Yale) + 3 (Columbia) + 2 (Princeton) + 1 (Penn) = 19 out of 45. Stanford, a sort of Western Ivy, and the two oldest service academies have produced four more adding up to 23 which is more than half.
Since 1900, only Harding, Coolidge, Truman, Johnson, and Reagan did NOT go to one of those eight schools, and Coolidge went to a Little Ivy—Amherst. And Coolidge, Truman, and Johnson went from VP to president upon the death of a president, not by election.
All the elections from 1992 through 2008 pitted a draft dodger or other non-active duty vet against a combat vet and the combat vet lost them all.
But here’s my main point. To get elected President, you need three things today: extremely high name recognition, a high Q rating (a Hollywood/Madison Avenue measure of name recognition/likability), and a modicum of presidential-ness.
Think Oprah, Michael Jordan, Peyton Manning, Tom Brady, Tom Hanks, Arnold, Springsteen, Farve, Bill Gates, Steven Spielberg—you get the idea.
Whom would central casting in Hollywood pick. We already know. Here is a list of some actors who have played fictional Presidents of the U.S.: Morgan Freeman, Martin Sheen, Gena Davis, Tom Selleck, Michael Douglas, Mark Harmon, Alan Alda, Dennis Quaid, Danny Glover, Gene Hackman, George Clooney, Jack Nicholson, John Travolta, Harrison Ford.
Am I saying all these guys would make great presidents? I have no idea. Am I saying they would all win if they ran? There is a very good chance of that. Add Clint Eastwood when he was a little younger.
What about government experience you ask? I answer with a question: what government experience did the last two winners—Obama and Trump—have?
See the pattern here? Hollywood actor Reagan won two terms as president (true, it was after two terms as governor of CA). Obama had a blank resume. Trump was a reality TV star to quote one of Hillary’s put downs of him. Here’s my put-down of Hillary. She was never a TV star of any kind, nor could she ever be. Ditto being President.
It’s logical. How much will it cost and how long will it take to get Mike Pence an Oprah level of name recognition? Why not start with a candidate who already has name recognition, like an Oprah or a Trump? It puts you way ahead in terms of the time and money you need to spend.
In an Oprah versus Pence race, she is running a 20-yard dash; he, a 100-yard dash. Oprah wins that race in an election and on the track.
And how much time and money will it take to raise Pence to an Oprah level Q rating? Will he EVER have an Oprah level Q rating? Why spend all that time and money—especially when you already have people who have similar Q ratings? And especially when there is no amount of money or time that will GUARANTEE Pence will get that. Oprah is already proven likable and popular.
He has a point. How does the President relate to the vast majority of Americans? By TV.
So how the heck does it make sense to put anyone OTHER than a TV star in that job? So start with a list of Americans ranked the highest in Q rating and work your way down to the first one who wants the job and who has the amount of decorum, intelligence, and education. Make him or her your candidate.

industry_corpus2: Politics & Administration


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Landlord Tenant Law Archives - Dear Esq.
Can My Landlord Advertise My Apartment With Photos That Contain My Personal Property?
Can My Roommates Opt Out Of Paying Utilities?
Is A Tenant Responsible For Paying Electricity On A Shared Meter?
Can My Landlord Tap Into My Water Without Paying Me?
Can my landlord legally tap into my water, that I pay for, for his own use? He is planning to put a meter on it and have me read it every month even though I pay the bill and do not want the burden of it. I have told him this, but he insists on doing so whether I like it or not.
I’m a little confused by your description. Your landlord is probably well within his rights to separately meter your water usage, and to exclude water from the rent (that is, make you pay for your water separately). But if he is also using the water that’s being monitored by “your” meter, then it would be inappropriate for you to pay for it all.
Did I Pay For Last Month’s Rent Or Make A Deposit?
Can My Landlord Ask For My Pay Stubs?


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Waste management and proper disposal of waste play an equally important role at your home so that the overall environment inside the concrete walls also remains fresh and nice. Outdoor Kitchen trash cans are very helpful when you know how you want to maintain the hygiene inside your house, in the rooms or the kitchen. These advanced designed bins are made to make things convenient and easier for you while keeping things clean always. The overall construction of each of the cans is completed with premium materials that not only improves the durability factor but also makes it look beautiful.
Now, we have sorted every single model of stainless steel trash cans for recycling after having a detailed study of their durability and workability, so that you can always choose the best model without second thoughts.
Automatic stainless steel kitchen trash cans are very important in keeping your kitchen clean and hygienic. When these trash holders are designed with technology that allows you to use it without touching, things become easier. To keep the vibe of your kitchen fresh, the carbon odour filter is extremely good in keeping away smell for long. All you need is just a gesture to open the lid, everything without a single touch. Having a rectangular shape, it is space-saving.
Ensures a very long battery life as power is consumed only when needed.
Modern looking and constructed out of germ-resistant stainless steel.
Can be used both by batteries or AC adapter.
An extremely elegant looking addition to your kitchen that not only makes space look better but also assures a much better protection against contamination risks, this trash can is well-designed and feature rich. The high-quality finger-print proof stainless steel promises to serve you for a long time and the infrared motion sensor are repellent against water spills and accidents also. Also, touchless trash can’s 13 gallons of capacity is impressive.
Uses advanced delay sensing technology that saves wastage of battery and the unnecessary opening of the lid.
Soft closure lid keeps the can workable for long.
Zero leakage of odour is guaranteed.
It is one of the smartest looking trash cans you can buy for your home. The 12-gallon capacity of, this elegant trash chamber can serve you in multiple ways, from storing your trash to bidding the nasty odour farewell. Designed with an innovative liner pocket, smoother and faster liner change is guaranteed. Furthermore, the nano-silver coating on the stainless steel construction fails to attract fingerprints, thus keeping it good looking always.
Steel pedal is strong and wide, assures a minimum of 1,50,000 steps.
Uses lid shox technology that eliminates banging or loud noises while closing lid.
Liner rim flips down, thereby keeping liner out of sight.
Simplehuman trash can is constructed out of high-quality materials so that once it finds its place in your kitchen, it stays there forever. The refined engineering technique used keeps it new and functioning for long and has custom code P fit liners to accommodate the strongest trash bags. Moreover, the intelligent semi-round frame of the trash can allows for space saving and lower risks of bumping. The large 50-litres of capacity is suited for most household purposes as well.
Equipped with a wall bumper that restricts bumping of the lid onto the wall.
The lid can be securely locked to keep away children and pets.
Lid Shox technology ensures a slow and silent closing of the lid.
Bring home a trashcan for the kitchen with locking lid can that can not only serve your purpose of trash holding but will also elevate the decor of your kitchen well. Built of stainless steel, apart from the durability you get a finish which restricts smudging and fingerprints in an efficient manner. The commendable construction is complemented with a silent closing lid and an easy to replace air damper, keeping the new like experience alive for long.
The steel pedal is large and sturdy, guaranteeing a minimum of 200,000 steps.
Non-skid base, stay open mode for the lid, deodorizer and removable inner bucket features.
Comes with an odour filter that keeps the kitchen fresh by neutralizing odours.
A touch-free trash can that makes things simpler and more convenient for you and your family. This is a universal model which can fit in any given room, office or the kitchen. Constructed out of highly strong stainless steel, it consumes less energy for cleaning and keeps the shine alive. The battery-powered functionality takes away any hassles of human labour for operating the trash can.
Rim is removable which makes trash bag removal easy and also keeps the same in place.
13-gallons of capacity are huge enough for multiple purposes.
When a well-designed trash can is there at your home, keeping things clean and hygienic becomes easier. The standout dual compartments of this trash can make it easier to separate recyclable waste and regular waste, thus better waste management even at your home. Also, it fits strong and durable trash bags as it has code H custom fit liners. The liner rim of securely hides the liner, for a clean and clutter-free look always.
Stainless steel construction with nano-silver finish keeps away fingerprints and germs.
The slow and silent closure is guaranteed with the lid shox technology.
The pedal has a wide frame and strong construction for around 150000 steps.
Yet another neatly designed and well-constructed trash can from the house of Simplehuman, like most of their models this also uses the patented lid shox technology that creates zero sound during lid closure. Also, the smart liner rim design is brought forward in this model that securely hides the liner. Further, there is an internal hinge equipped which keeps the lid away from bumping and scratching to the wall.
Stainless steel construction remains shiny as it is protected against smudging.
Designed to deliver at least 150,000 stepping.
The code J-fit liners are custom-designed.
The customers have loved it most of the time as this is a perfectly designed trash can that serves the purpose of trash storing in any place and always looks shiny and good. It has a very good stainless steel body which eradicates risks of bacteria growth, corrosion and even fingerprints. Further, the plastic liner is removable and the rubber band combination always keeps the trash bag in the right place. Plus, the impressive 45-litres of storing capacity make it a win-win situation.
Easy to clean construction keeps the space and the can beautiful always.
The pedal has a sturdy construction and sleek finish for high-end functionality.
Stay-open lid enhances the convenience of working.
Never missing on its X-factor, this premium looking and the intelligently designed trash can is one of the best to choose from. The exclusive side by side dual compartments aids in better waste management at your home while the stainless steel construction is further made strong with plastic liners. Also, both the compartments have independent lids with different coloured food pedals so that you never mix this with that.
Can be cleaned by wiping only.
Has bucket handles for ease of usage.
16-gallons capacity is quite large.
Do not ditch on your hygienic factors as the kitchen stainless steel trash bin enclosure aims at protecting you from hazardous waste and its odour.


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As field hockey comes to a close, I want to make sure I still am getting enough exercise every day. I am doing three sports this year, and with Ski training starting in just a few months, I will only need a short-term exercise plan to keep up with.
As far as exercising, I will probably start doing a daily jog for a few miles, and a good mix of ab, arm, and leg workouts like crunches, planks, push-ups, and squats. Also, I am hoping to go to the gym more to keep up with strength training as well. As for eating though, I want to try being healthier and maybe start cutting out the cookies or chips I have for lunch. I feel like that would be such an easy thing to do that would make a huge difference!

industry_corpus2: Sports


text: Abstract: Hirschsprung disease is a complex congenital condition of the intestine, which is recognized as being of genetic origin and results from a disturbance of the normal development of the enteric nervous system. As a result, aganglionosis of the distal bowel occurs. It is the most common cause of a low intestinal obstruction in the neonate as well as older children. Occurring as an isolated condition in 70% of cases, it may be associated with other associated congenital abnormalities as well as a number of syndromic phenotypes. A number of distinct genetic sites have been identified in these syndromic phenotypes, which identify potential underlying genetic associations of the disease and indicate the probable gene–gene interaction in its pathogenesis. This review looks at the prevalence, congenital associations, and possible genetic factors influencing the development of Hirschsprung disease. Diagnostic dilemmas, surgical management, potential postsurgical complications, and outcomes are also explored.


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As of Tuesday, Amanda Barrett can no longer be denied health care because of a pre-existing condition. The day was extra-special for her because President Obama gave a speech in which he told Barrett’s story.
“My choices when I was signing up for health care were a plan where I could not see the doctors who keep me healthy, $1,200 [a month], or no treatment at all and heading toward a wheelchair,” Barrett said. Under the Affordable Care Act, Barrett now estimates she’ll pay $300 a month for treatment.
Health and Human Services Secretary Kathleen Sebelius also joined MSNBC to talk about the benefits of the Affordable Care Act, and to defend the health care website that many conservatives accused of being non-functional due to first-day glitches.


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A child was born to two foreigners, Lucy and Ricardo.
According to the law of the Maple Leaf land, the parents of this child who they named Little Rafael were required to declare which country their baby would claim as his: Maple Land? The Land of Stars and Stripes? Or Island of the Tribes of Castro and Batista? For it was also known that Little Rafael’s daddy came from the a place where the customs of the island decreed that as was the citizenship of the father, also was the citizenship of the child.
At that time, the law of the Maple Leaf Kingdom decreed that a baby born on Maple Land soil of foreign parents would not be allowed citizenship of TWO countries. And in Baby Rafael’s family, the choice was tripled!
So the infant Rafael’s mommy and daddy had a very big decision to make.
Legend tells that after careful consideration, Little Rafael’s parents chose to make him a Maple Leaf, in honor of the land in which they now made their home. After all, they agreed, they lived under the Maple leaf flag, and it just made sense.
But unbeknownst to them, in time their decision would haunt Little Rafael, for by choosing to make Little Rafael a Maple Leafer, his mommy gave up Little Rafael’s rights ever to be president in the Land of Stars and Stripes.
As time went on, Little Rafael’s mommy and daddy made a new life for themselves and Little Rafael. There were opportunities in the Land of Stars and Stripes, and they crossed the border that separated it from Maple Leaf and found a new place to live and work and enjoy freedom.
The days passed, and Little Rafael grew to be big and smart, ambitious and clever, with many opportunities everywhere, even for a Maple Leaf boy.
He daydreamed of being a lawyer arguing before the High Tribunal. He dreamed of one day becoming a member of the august body known as “The Senate”. Why, he even dreamed of becoming the leader of his new home, the Land of Stars and Stripes!
He studied hard and learned all there was about important official decrees of the land. He memorized precious documents, including the Declaration of Independence. He even memorized “The Constitution!” Little Rafael was a smart boy, quick with words, constructing Olde English sentences like those he read in The Federalist papers and such. And he could out-debate the brightest children among him.
As time went on and Little Rafael became a man, his dreams became more real, and he pursued them with diligence and determination. But he also knew (because he had studied hard), that the way to the White House meant that he had to be born on this soil of parents who themselves were citizens of the Land of Stars and Stripes.
If he was to lead the people in the Land of Stars and Stripes, he would have to pretend he was one of them. For Little Rafael, that wasn’t difficult. He convinced himself that his birthright in the Land of the Maple Leaf was not important.
One day, Little Rafael set his cap for a big job! He would compete to be the Senator of the Big Lone State at the nation’s Capitol, where he would plot and plan and strategize the steps he would take to get from there to the best place in the land – the White House!
Little Rafael thought, and he thought, and he thought. Like a chess player, he puzzled out every move, until finally one day it came to him! He would go to the Land of the Maple Leaf and tell them he no longer wanted to be their citizen! He would relinquish his ties to the land of his birth!
Thereafter, he signed his name on a very official looking piece of paper with a gold Maple Leaf emblem and gave away his Maple Leaf citizenship. Satisfied, Little Rafael returned to the Land of Stars and Stripes, confident now that the path was clear and he’d be elected.
But there was something Little Rafael overlooked. Something big. Something YUGE. And it occurred to him in a moment of blinding brilliance. Little Rafael realized with a jolt that he wasn’t a citizen anymore anywhere. He was truly a man without a country!
Little Rafael looked around, his eyes darting to and fro. What to do? If he went to the Land of Stars and Stripes authorities to request citizenship, everyone would know he wasn’t already. Though he didn’t lie about it to the people whose votes he counted on, he never told them the truth either. He let them think he was one of them, born on this soil. And what was worse, the people would know he didn’t really love “The Constitution” because he wasn’t eligible to be their president according to their official document. He was abusing and violating the very “Constitution” he professed to love and defend!
And so it was decided. Little Rafael hurried to find a judge who had secrets of his own and who could be counted on to keep Rafael’s secret. One who would look the other way and gladly take as payment a bundle hay to put in his own Augean stable.
Lo and behold, it didn’t take long to find one. Before long, Little Rafael placed his hand on his Bible and repeated the words of Judge Crooke that would give him a country to call his own!
Rafael was relieved! Now no one could say he wasn’t a citizen. He was! He was!
And with the help of all his advisors who knew his secret, TrusTed pretended to be all that he wanted the people to believe him to be.
“Show me proof that you obey “The Constitution” of this Land! Show me your YUGE document that proves you are who you say you are and not a charlatan from another land!” the Giant of Orange Hair challenged.
TrusTed’s advisors, who had much to lose if TrusTed’s secret were to become public, came up with a plan. One of them knew of a scurrilous villain who dragged with him a soiled and bulging bag of dirty tricks. “That’s it!” cried one of them. “We shall hire this villain to work his black magic, and all will be well again!” So TrusTed hired the disreputable schemer whose name was RutRoe and of whom it is said knew how to handle such things using lies and treachery.
“I am a citizen!” TrusTed continued insisting, knowing in his heart that he was telling a half truth.
“Therefore, I am eligible! I am a citizen!” lied TrusTed, whose claim and reputation depended on his avowed allegiance to the Constitution that he professed to defend and hold high all its principles.
Many of the townspeople repeated his claim. “Baaaa! Baaaa!” they bleated, for they loved TrusTed and believed everything he said. After all, they reasoned, why would a man such as he lie to them? He who spoke so eloquently about God’s word, the Bible and The Constitution, and professed to defend and love both?
But the Giant of Orange Hair persisted and soon many townspeople with corrected vision, hearing aids, and little grey cells also began wondering why TrusTed didn’t provide proof that he was one of them.
Day after day, the Giant would bellow, “Show us your proof!” as more and more people agreed, cheering like Trumpets. Until one day, the Giant of Orange Hair won a contest over TrusTed in the town square.
“I will be a better president than TrusTed!” he harrumphed. “I too shall run for the highest post in the land, because I AM a US Citizen, and I speak the truth even though many do not have ears to hear!” the Giant promised.
“Even though many who feed at the public’s trough are afraid of what I shall do when I am King!” he boasted.
“Brilliant!” exclaimed TrusTed, as he gleefully rubbed his hands together.
The following day, RutRoe the Schemer did indeed steal votes from Gentle Doc Who Fixes Children’s Brains. But unbeknownst to RutRoe the Schemer, many of the townspeople saw what happened and reported it to the Giant.
And the townspeople Trumpets cheered. But not all. For many still loved TrusTed and believed in all that emanated from his lips.
But they who are with little grey cells would watch closely from then on, watching TrusTed who they knew could not be trusted.
And how do you know when your right, but no reporter or letter news agencies refuse to acknowledge the Constitution especially since they refused to acknowledge it the first time annd elected the clown in WH now. Are they thinking that two negatives make a positive?
Quite entertaining!:) Can’t wait to see what the Giant of Orange Hair does w/TrusTed.
What a silly bunch of nonsense based on a lies. You and your kind destroyed the only honorable candidate all for a vulgar, unprincipled, inept, narcissistic, egomaniacal, pompous, immature, boorish, ill-mannered, amoral, godless circus clown. I blame you for President Hillary.


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The Monday edition of AC360 found Anderson Cooper back from vacation and Keeping Them Honest about Maurice Clemmons. Clemmons is suspected of killing 4 police officers in Seattle this weekend. Joe Johns reported that Clemmons has a very long rap sheet and was pardoned from a 100 year sentence in Arkansas by former Governor Mike Huckabee. The follow up discussion/interview was with Judge Marion Humphrey from Arkansas. He said of course in hindsight he regrets releasing Clemmons but says we are a nation who believes in forgiveness. Cooper got a bit feisty with the Judge when he couldn't get a straight answer to his questions. Next up was Randi Kay's report on the Tiger Woods drama. I have absolutely no interest in this story so forgive me for not relaying the details. Jeff Toobin and Christine Brennan (USA Today sports columnist) joined AC in the 360 studio to do the follow up. Toobin said that Tiger has a public relations problem not a legal problem. The media is not going to let this drop and I'm sure AC360 won't either. The White House party crashers story was reported on by Ed Henry. Another story I'm tired of but at least Henry's slant on the story made it more than just idle gossip. It is important to know just how this couple has gained access to events attended by the President and other top ranking officials. I'd bet they aren't the sharpest crayons in the box so if they can get by the Secret Service then other, more dangerous, people can too.
Now onto a few random ramblings since I have no extras for you today.
When AC held up the letter about Clemmons' clemency did you notice that someone forgot his cuff links again?
Cornelius and Sophia had twelve children, eleven of whom survived to adulthood. The first three were girls; Phebe, Ethelinda and Eliza. The fourth was a boy, William Henry. He was frail and sickly and no doubt this affected the way his healthy and vigorous father perceived his eldest son. Appearances can be deceiving, as we shall see.
As it did not appear that William would be much help in running the expanding shipping and rail business, Cornelius sent him to Staten Island to run one of the family's farms. Lo and behold, the son turned the farm around, reorganized it and made money. This pleased the father so much that he put William in charge of the newly acquired Long Island Railroad. Once again, he proved to be his father's son, and made the once bankrupt line into a money maker. Cornelius, now more certain he had a worthy heir, gave his son more responsibility running the railroad portion of the company. By the mid 1860's, Cornelius had abandoned shipping to concentrate on the railroads. He and William successfully merged five rail lines in the New York area into one large one, the previously mentioned New York Central Railroad.
William was very different from his father in one way, though. He was generous with his money--he continued to give to Vanderbilt University, to Columbia College of Physicians and Surgeons. He could afford to be equitable and generous, as he had doubled his father's fortune and did it in the space of ten years. He retired early (compared to his father) because of his poor health and died at age 64. The Vanderbilt businesses were worth, in our dollars, 52 billion. Perhaps because he was sickly and frail, his perspective on earthly goods and money was different from his parsimonious father who was only interested in making money. William made many bequests to organizations in New York, and divided the fortune amongst his siblings, children and others more fairly than his father had.
The pic was in a July 2000 New York Times article about the two.
Wonz found a little segment CNN posted with Anderson talking about Gordon Parks being his hero. Anderson says, "He is the person that probably put the spark in me about reporting." Here is the clip.
The above pic is of Gloria and Anderson waiting in the wings at the Gordon Parks Foundation Awards in 2007. When Parks passed away a couple of years ago Anderson did a blog post about him saying "Thankfully, his work, his art, his example -- those are things all of us still have to hold onto."
"The new $7.5 million Gordon Parks High School is the new home of St. Paul's alternative learning center, meant for at-risk kids and dropouts, just like Parks. It serves about 300 students. Parks probably would have been right at home among them. When his mom died in 1927, he was sent to Minnesota to live with his sister. Parks argued with his brother-in-law and got thrown out of the house.
At the age of 15, he survived by playing piano in a brothel, sleeping on streetcars and sweeping out a pool hall. It's the kind of struggle all too familiar to kids at the new school, said Principal Steve Lindberg. "Gordon Parks is a really, really tremendous role model for our students, because of some of the things he came through as a youngster," said Lindberg. "Being homeless. Coming to St. Paul. But that attitude of never giving up and becoming that man that he was, that renaissance man."
Parks wrote eight books and shot pictures for the cover of Life and Vogue magazines. He played semi-pro basketball and became the first black director of a major Hollywood movie.
And finally, if you missed AC360 Wednesday night they showed a behind the scenes look at the Heroes taping.
I hope you all survived Black Friday and still have a few dollars left in your checking accounts? Since I'm sure I'll be all tuckered out from my day of retail therapy I preloaded a vintage clip from the ATA archives for your enjoyment. Here's an interview Anderson did, with Bill Maher, while AC was covering the aftermath of Katrina from Biloxi, Mississippi.
all images courtesy of CNN In a star-studded award ceremony held on Saturday, November 21st at Hollywood’s Kodak Theatre, Efren Penaflorida of the Philippines was named the 2009 CNN HERO OF THE YEAR, after nearly three million votes were cast at CNN.com/Heroes. Actress Eva Mendes introduced Penaflorida (pronounced Pen-ya-flow-REE-duh) as one of the Top 10 CNN Heroes; host Anderson Cooper announced Penaflorida as the CNN HERO OF THE YEAR at the end of the evening, after a powerful performance by Grammy Award-winning recording artist Carrie Underwood.
Penaflorida was voted CNN HERO OF THE YEAR from among the Top 10 CNN HEROES, who were all honored at Saturday’s event. Celebrity presenters included Nicole Kidman, Kate Hudson, Neil Patrick Harris, Pierce Brosnan, Dwayne Johnson, Eva Mendes, Julia Louis-Dreyfus and Randy Jackson. Underwood, Leona Lewis, and Maxwell each performed. CNN HEROES: AN ALL-STAR TRIBUTE, hosted by Cooper, aired globally on CNN, CNN International and CNN en Espanol on Thanksgiving, November 26, at 9 pm. The CNN HEROES gala is the only awards show of its kind – featuring celebrities honoring everyday people who have made an extraordinary difference in their communities and beyond. Ten years ago, Efren Penaflorida faced a choice so many impoverished teens in the Philippines confront: life in a gang. When a gang member challenged him to a fight, Penaflorida walked away and embraced his education, promising to create a positive alternative for other children to build a better life. Through his organization, Dynamic Teen Company, Penaflorida created a pushcart classroom to bring education to the most forgotten children in the country. The gangs start recruiting early and so does Penaflorida. Every Saturday, he pushes the cart to different sites across the city: the cemetery, the municipal trash dump, and the deplorable housing conditions. He brings reading, writing, and arithmetic to the children. He gives them a place to sit and learn in peace. He teaches them basic hygiene – washing their faces and brushing their teeth.
Since 1997, he has taught more than 1,700 students with nearly 12,000 members in his organization, showing the youngsters that they, too, have a choice. They can reject the gangs, embrace their education and “be the change that they dream.” Peñaflorida hopes to create an international movement for pushcart classrooms in underdeveloped parts of the world. The CNN HEROES initiative, which began in 2007, garnered a record number of submissions this year (over 9,000) as well as a record number of online votes (nearly 3 million). The Top 10 CNN Heroes were selected by an esteemed Blue Ribbon Panel, which included Colin Powell, Whoopi Goldberg, Ted Turner, Shakira, Rosanna Rosado, Mariane Pearl, Malaak Compton-Rock, and Sir Elton John, among other humanitarians.
Congratulations to Efren Penaflorida and to the CNN Heroes and to all who strive to make a difference.

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Part of the beginning dialogue between Xena and Gabrielle is lifted directly from the FiN script. I am not taking the blame for that fiasco. The rest of the work is mine, and I do accept responsibility for that.
Special Thanks: To Carol and Phil who had to read this three pages at a time to do voice checks for me. If Xena and Gabrielle don’t sound right, it is due to my poor hearing and not their input.
“Oh, I am sooo not believing this,” the blonde muttered as she looked into her scrying bowl. The rending of Gabrielle’s soul was exquisite torture to Aphrodite who held the bard in a special place in her otherwise jaded heart. The love goddess moved into the main viewing room to see if she could divine Gabrielle’s final fate.
She stood in mute horror as she watched her friend’s ugly, lonely death. “Oh, no way! Like no way am I gonna let this happen. Let me go totally knock some sense into that warrior babe. APOLLO!!!” she bellowed even as she disappeared in a shimmer of sparkles.
The goddess held up a hand, completely serious in her demeanor. Gabrielle sat back on the edge of the fountain only to jump up as the water burst forth from it in every direction, soaking her and dripping into her eyes.
When she wiped it away, there stood Xena in the flesh... living, breathing flesh... Gabrielle turned her attention to Aphrodite. “Thank you,” was all she said, but the look in her eyes spoke volumes to the goddess’s heart.
The subdued warrior stepped from the fountain to the ground only to have her world rocked by a sharp SMACK across the back of her head. She clasped one hand to the back of her skull while the other clapped over her mouth where she had bitten her tongue. Icy blue eyes glowered at the goddess, but Aphrodite wasn’t even fazed by the LOOK.
“What about the souls?” Gabrielle broke in quietly.
Gabrielle stepped forward and took the goddess in a firm embrace, trying to convey her affection and gratitude in the gesture. Tears rushed to the goddess’s eyes as she felt the rent begin to mend itself, and the love Gabrielle felt for her washing over her spirit. She bit her lip to contain her gasp at the sensations and returned the hug in equal measure.
Gabrielle looked at Xena and raised an eyebrow. The warrior moved reluctantly toward them. She wasn’t really sure what she was feeling at the moment, though gratitude and anger were certainly part of the package.
Xena looked up and caught the green eyes focused on her, Gabrielle’s blonde hair still outlined in gold from the still setting sun. Waitaminute....the sun had already set. Sharp blue eyes looked back at the sunset, then locked onto Aphrodite’s smiling ones. She shrugged lightly.
“Apollo did me a favor,” was the only explanation she offered.
Xena nodded her acceptance and very briefly hugged the goddess before stepping back. “I’m sorry,” was all she said, but Dite heard the apology on the many levels on which it was spoken and nodded her head in appreciation of the gesture.
“Prove it. Make it up to her.” She looked to the sky and nodded her head subtly, then turned back to the two waiting women. “Apollo is waiting for me, so I gotta split. Take good care of each other, huh? ‘Cause I’ll be watching.” And before they could formulate a reply, the goddess was gone in a shower of sparks and rose petals.
It was quiet as they set up camp for the night. They had moved away from the fountain and down slightly into the forest, since neither could bear to be so close to such a vivid reminder of the trials they had just passed through. Darkness was complete when they stopped. Aphrodite’s departure had allowed the sun to continue to set at its normal pace, and they had moved far enough away for the fountain to be out of sight.
Now Xena carefully scouted the perimeter, noting the hasty withdrawal of whatever troops had been there only the day before. She gathered plenty of dry wood, knowing the night on the mountain would be cold.
Gabrielle busied herself setting up a small camp. They had found a small outcropping in the thick stand of trees, and she was extending the shelter with cedar boughs from the forest floor. Not much, but it should do for the night. She was working on autopilot, still overwhelmed by the events of the past few days. It was going to take a bit to work through this one; the hurt and anger in her mind warring with itself until she clutched at her head to make it stop.
Xena dropped the armload of wood and put her hands on Gabrielle’s shoulder’s, wincing when they stiffened against her touch. Still she began a gentle massage, working at the knots she could feel in the strong back. “You okay?” she whispered, hoping the softness of her words would help Gabrielle relax; dismayed when Gabrielle shifted subtly out of her grasp.
“No, I’m not,” she answered quite honestly, turning and letting Xena see the pain and fury reflected in her eyes before they fell to the ground. “You lied to me... again; you put me last... again.” She held up her hand to forestall whatever argument Xena had opened her lips to refute the statements with. “Not right now, please.” She took a deep breath and looked up again. “I understand you chose what you thought was the greater good. But this time I needed to be the greater good. And you didn’t even question; you just blindly accepted her word over me.” She looked away from the warrior. “We need to get some sleep.” And she stepped around Xena to one pile of boughs underneath the shelter.
Xena stood stock-still, letting her eyes close as wave after wave of Gabrielle’s pain washed over her. There wasn’t going to be a quick fix for this. This was going to take time and thought and effort on her part. And then it would only work if Gabrielle gave her the chance to make it right. She flinched when she turned and noted that there were two distinctly separate piles of boughs even though they were side by side, and that Gabrielle’s back was to the second. This ain’t gonna be easy, she thought, and made a small fire to help keep them warm.
Morning found them wrapped together in their favorite position with Gabrielle’s head tucked beneath Xena’s chin and their arms and legs intertwined. Blue eyes opened first, and she took great comfort that their unconscious minds were still on the same wavelength even if their conscious ones were having issues. She smiled and stretched content to simply stay where she was and be a pillow for her partner. Then the smile turned bleak as she remembered the nightmares that had brought Gabrielle into her arms for comfort and reassurance.
Xena didn’t know what to say to that that wouldn’t cause an argument first thing so she simply nodded and touched Gabrielle’s hand. Gabrielle didn’t respond to the contact, and Xena took heart in the fact that at least she hadn’t flinched. She gently clasped her hand around Gabrielle’s, inordinately pleased when she didn’t pull away. Maybe this won’t be so bad after all.
Hours later, Xena was wondering why she had ever imagined apathy would be a better response than the hurt or anger she had seen from Gabrielle the day before. Though Gabrielle responded to every question directly put to her, she made no effort to initiate any conversation whatsoever. And while she allowed Xena to touch her, she never once reached out to instigate any contact between them. It was as though she had withdrawn within herself into a place where Xena was no longer allowed.
And Xena wanted back in.
This is going to drive me insane. Xena cast her mind back over their years of travels together, then looked at Gabrielle with new respect in her eyes. How did you do it, Love? *WHY* did you do it? For the longest time, I shut you out. How did you not lose your mind trying to get through to me? One day of it and I’m ready to scream. She looked back at Gabrielle’s face again, noting the lackluster color in normally sparkling eyes. And when I do finally let you in, what do I do? We’ve hurt each other before but this... THIS.... Oh Aphrodite. I think I am beginning to see your point. Silent tears ran down her face.
Gabrielle noted the tears but couldn’t bring herself to disturb Xena’s grief. She was so busy running things over in her own mind that she unwittingly shut Xena out. So many details, so many questions, so many what ifs went round and round in her brain. They were going to have to talk about it, that much Gabrielle knew, but right now the pain and sense of betrayal was too fresh. The first order of business was to leave this wretched country behind them. After that, they could talk and the future would take care of itself.
Gabrielle nodded her acquiescence. She was too tired and drained to argue about much of anything at the moment. Be thankful she’s alive and you’re still together, she kept telling herself, but that just kept stirring up that little kernel of anger she felt towards the whole ridiculous situation. She didn’t even watch Xena walk off towards the marketplace but instead followed Kenchi to his family’s ancestral home.
Gabrielle drew in a breath when he led her to the bathing hut. A huge pool full of steaming water waited and looked so inviting that she sighed and smiled simultaneously. “That looks wonderful,” she commented to her host who agreed.
“It is, and you are welcome to stay in as long as your heart desires,” he answered. “The girls will take care of all your needs,” he added and took his leave of her, closing the doors behind him.
My heart’s desire... do I even know what that is anymore? I love her. I love her more than my own life, but I don’t know if I can continue to always take a backseat to ‘the greater good’. Is it wrong for me to want to be her soul’s center like she is mine?
“No, it’s not,” a soft voice whispered in her mind. “And you are. She just needs to be reminded of that.” A touch on her arm brought her back to her immediate surroundings, and Gabrielle suddenly realized she was naked and being led into the pool. I need to be more aware, she thought before sinking into the enveloping warmth of the bath. She immediately dismissed the attendants and turned her thoughts inward once more.
Or she would have, had not Aphrodite and pink bubble bath shown up concurrently. “Hiya, Sweet Thing!” She smoothed a bit of the hair from Gabrielle’s eyes. “How ya doing?” she asked a little more softly, wincing at the still lost look in the bard’s eyes.
Xena cried out in agony the instant they disappeared.
“It took us three days to get here?!?” Gabrielle looked at the goddess in total disbelief.
The first thing they saw was Xena shoving... something... into a new bag. They couldn’t hear what Kenchi was saying, but it was obvious he was doing his best to reason with Xena. She negligently swiped a hand across her eyes before turning to face him. He nodded and bowed and left her in peace.
The scene altered, and Xena was standing alone on the deck, back to the land and her face looking out toward the open sea. Xena’s cheeks were wet, but she did nothing to hide or stop the tears. Out of nowhere, Ares appeared beside her. Aphrodite felt Gabrielle stiffen in anger beside her and laid a calming hand on her arm. “This already happened, Sugar. You can’t change it.” Gabrielle nodded her understanding, and their eyes shifted back to the scrying bowl just in time to see Xena punch Ares and watch him go sliding across the deck. Suddenly the sound worked just fine.
Xena sat in the bow of the boat, an open scroll on her lap and a quill in her hand. The parchment had writing front and back, and the warrior was scanning it over slowly, occasionally making notes in the margin. Satisfied, she blew it dry and carefully rolled the scroll up and stuck it in her new bag.
“Take care of her, Aphrodite. I need a chance to make things right.” She closed her eyes and leaned her head back against the wood as the wind whipped her hair frenetically and prayed for the wind to speed their passage.
Gabrielle reached out a hand to touch the image only to have it blur and fade when her fingertips touched the water.
“You made the choice to come here... to leave her behind. Right or wrong, you both have to live with it now. I will make it possible for her to travel here faster, but it will still be several weeks before she arrives. Maybe you should spend that time getting ready.” Green eyes met light blue in a haze of understanding. Gabrielle nodded and turned on her heel and left the room. “There are some days when the love biz is waaaay overrated,” the goddess muttered to the ceiling, slowly following Gabrielle down the path that had just swallowed her up.
Xena knew there was divine intervention going on somewhere given the fact that her trip home had only taken her two months. Very long, soul-searching months that made her see how she would have done things differently. Now it was time to find Gabrielle and start making things right.
Her first order of business took her to the temple, and the priests and priestesses moved out of the main room as the warrior strode down towards the altar. They had special instructions about this one from Aphrodite herself, and they waited out of sight in the alcoves of the vestry.
She felt the smack coming this time and was quick enough to dodge it. Aphrodite tried to grab her by the ear instead and pull her out of the main sanctuary into the alcove. Blue eyes blazed fiercely at Aphrodite as Xena ducked her head and slapped the offending hand away. Dite didn’t even notice.
Xena’s lips twisted as she struggled to say something neither condescending nor smart. She was well aware just how much she owed this particular deity though she was loath to admit the debt for even a second. Besides she had a real liking for Aphrodite; the goddess had almost always been a friend to them both but especially to Gabrielle.
Xena allowed a fleeting smile for the fraud Aphrodite pretended to be before hefting her bag and walking quickly out the entrance. She was a woman on a mission, and she had a bard to find.
Gabrielle smiled softly to herself as a warmth she hadn’t felt in two very long months permeated her very soul. She’d had time to think about what she’d done and regret the impulse that had taken her away from Xena before they’d talked things out. Communicating has always been our biggest problem. You’d think we’d learn eventually. I think this time maybe we have. I think I have at any rate.
Then her time for introspective thought was over as the inn door opened and Xena walked in. She hesitated in the doorway for just a moment, letting her eyes adjust from the brilliance of the outdoors to the dimly lit interior. Her eyes didn’t need to scan the room. They fell immediately on Gabrielle whose whole demeanor shifted from uncertainty to one of welcome delight. Xena felt an answering shy grin cross her features and slowly made her way to the back table where Gabrielle waited... for her.
“Hi,” came the soft reply. Brilliant conversation there, bard. Talk much?
“Mind if I join you?” I feel like I’m on a first date.
“Please,” Gabrielle stated motioning to a chair. “I’ve missed you,” dropping her eyes.
Xena nodded, then realized Gabrielle couldn’t hear her head rattling when it moved up and down. She cleared her throat. “Um, sure,” her voice not betraying the nervousness she felt.
“I owe you an apology.” Blue eyes jerked to her face in surprise.
Green eyes looked up into Xena’s now, and Gabrielle held them steadily. “I was hurt and tired and angry. And I left you much like you left me without giving you a choice or a chance to explain.” She held up a hand when Xena opened her mouth. “Wait, please. Then you can have your say.” The dark head nodded agreement, and Gabrielle smiled sadly. Her hand came down and covered their linked fingers. “It was wrong of me not to talk to you, to tell you what I was thinking, feeling.” She drew a deep breath. “I can’t live like this anymore, Xena. I felt my soul shred on that mountain. I can’t have that waiting to blindside me yet again.” Tears streamed down her face. It was the biggest gamble of her life, and she was scared to death. It was also the most honest she had ever been.
Gabrielle shook her head vehemently at both questions, and Xena drew a relieved breath. She had vowed on the trip home to do what it took to make Gabrielle happy, and she was glad beyond words it didn’t mean they would be going their separate ways. Two months had nearly killed her. And what made you think you could do it indefinitely, hmm? Being dead would have been the same only worse, and you damn well know it.
Xena was silent then for a time collecting her thoughts, and Gabrielle was content to let her. “I’m sorry,” came the whispered words at long last. “It doesn’t begin to cover what I feel, but, um... maybe you’d let me show you instead?” Blue eyes peeked from beneath dark lashes while Xena worried her bottom lip between her teeth.
A dark brow rose almost high enough to pop off Xena’s face. “You saying I stink, Bard?” She took an exaggerated sniff of the air around her.
Gabrielle did the same, crinkling her nose up cutely in Xena’s direction. Xena almost lost her stoic mask in the urge to smile back. Gabrielle leaned in closer. “No... I am saying after weeks of salt water rinses, I thought you might appreciate the chance to soak in a nice hot bath. If I was wrong, however....” She started to stand only to find her hand clamped firmly to the table. She giggled in sheer delight at the light banter.
Xena stood then, completely serious. “Thank you,” she whispered and brushed a kiss across Gabrielle’s fair cheek that caused a blush to rise behind it.
“Where you go, I go.” This time the words took on added depth, and they took a moment to acknowledge the hard truth of the words they had just learned.
Xena grinned again and started whistling as she strutted down the short hallway to the bath. Things were definitely looking up.
Her bath was almost complete when Xena felt Gabrielle’s approaching presence. “Wondered if you’d forgotten about me in here,” she commented to the open door. Gabrielle didn’t answer but took the sponge from her hands and lathered it well. Xena’s head lolled forward as Gabrielle’s definite strokes relaxed muscles that had been tense since they’d arrive in Japa. Gabrielle dropped the sponge and began to massage the strong back. Xena nearly groaned at the sensual feeling of soft skin and firm touch. Gabrielle leaned forward and put a light kiss on the broad shoulder.
The flecks of gold seemed to twinkle at Xena as the green eyes crinkled up in a smile. “Mine are the only ones that count.” She tucked the towel in between two full breasts, and let her hands drift to Xena’s hips.
“Well,” Xena said softly, dropping a light kiss to one corner of Gabrielle’s mouth. “You are most beautiful to me,” kissing the other side. “Always have been.” She cut off whatever reply Gabrielle might have been going to make by capturing the soft lips beneath her own.
The kiss was slow and languid, a reaffirmation of the love that bound them. Xena took her time, waiting for the unconscious signal from Gabrielle that she was ready for more. She felt the hands clench at her waist almost immediately and caressed Gabrielle’s bottom lip with her tongue. Gabrielle immediately invited her in, and they spent long leisurely moments reacquainting themselves with one another. Reluctantly they pulled apart, slowly opening their eyes to gaze at each other.
The embrace would have gone on much longer had it not been for the pounding on the door. The chakram embedded in the wood scared off the offensive party, but it also totally ruined the mood. The two fell chuckling into a hug.
Xena’s eyes widened. Though Gabrielle had never had a real problem with self-expression, she was rarely that candid about their private relationship. Maybe those weeks apart gave her some thinking time too. This may turn out to be one of the best things that could have happened to us. Xena didn’t answer aloud however. She simply nodded her agreement and followed Gabrielle from the room.
A delighted smile crossed Gabrielle’s face as she accepted the proffered hand. They strolled along in silence for a while, and Xena was happy to note the marked difference in Gabrielle’s demeanor from the last wordless walk they had shared together.
Gabrielle’s lips were slightly parted in the tiniest smile, and her eyes were alight and twinkling in delight as she observed the world around her. Xena saw the strength and maturity their years together had affected on her soulmate, but she still caught a glimpse of the wonder that Gabrielle retained at her core. She vowed never to see that light go out again. It was too painful for them both.
Xena smiled and blushed when Gabrielle turned and caught her staring, blushing herself at the fervent regard in the blue eyes.
“Nice day out,” Xena commented.
Gabrielle glanced around then as if seeing it for the first time. They were leaving the dirt and smell of the port behind them and before them lay a familiar horizon. The road was a little dusty given the fresh sea air that was blowing in from the shore, but its coolness was welcome and they were well used to dust.
Xena fought to control the blush this time but allowed the smile to shine through. “It sure does.” Then the conversation gave way to the comfortable silence that for a while was filled with the sounds of wind and birds and surf.
Of course, something had to disturb that peace, and it came in the form of the oddly disturbing sounds of clanging weapons and screams coming from over the ridge beyond them. Xena patently ignored them, and Gabrielle just looked at her wonderingly as they made no move to help.
“Nope; you’ll do the same for me, right?” thinking of the times she’d acted rashly.
A band of twenty or so well-equipped, trained soldiers trying to take advantage of a merchant train was causing all the ruckus. Xena and Gabrielle rolled their eyes in tandem and jumped into the middle of the melee.
“What is the problem here?” A slick right hook with the sword’s force behind it felled the first soldier in his tracks. The second was puking before he hit the ground from the force of the kick to his midsection. The merchants who had been fighting back with whatever contrived weapons they could find, struggled to answer Xena’s question.
Xena heard the crunch of two broken noses as Gabrielle felled two more with her sais. Standing back to back, she couldn’t see what her partner was doing, but she could tell they were ahead of the game.
Xena did so, in time to see a sword go flying and impale a man with a mace headed in her direction. He looked quite stunned as he dropped to the ground dead, and then Xena had no more time to worry about it as the fighters fell on them in earnest, and the time for fun and games was over.
The chakram came out and was wielded as the second bladed weapon it was since the range was just too close for a decent shot. Kicks and punches flew at an alarming rate, and wounded and dead soldiers began to pile up around them. She heard the odd grunt or two from behind her and nodded in satisfaction. To their credit the merchants did their best and seemed to take heart from the rapidly evening odds. The last soldier got the pinch.
Xena’s eyebrow rose into her hairline, and she cast a glance in Gabrielle’s direction. Gabrielle was scratching the side of her nose, contemplating her words. “You’re really not very far from town. We’ll help mend your wagon if you will drive what is left of these thugs to the magistrate there.” Xena nodded her agreement.
“We’d be glad to. We have plenty of charges to press against them, I think,” stated the man who seemed to be in charge of the caravan. A few well placed words and several small groups got to work. In short order they were ready to move on.
After another hour or so on the road and no more trouble they determined they were far enough from the town to move to the beach. A short walk through the fields led them to the dunes covered in sea oats and then to the flat expanse of sand. Argo huffed at them for the trek through thick, soft sand and was quite content to be led to the firmly packed sand at the shoreline.
“Because I wanted to. You deserve to have nice little surprises once in a while just because I love you.” The words were spoken so matter-of-factly that Xena simply stood still and breathed for a moment. Then she accepted the flowers and moved them and the hand holding them around to Gabrielle’s back, pulling her closer.
“Thank you,” she whispered. “You make my life worth living.” And then didn’t allow Gabrielle a chance to reply as she captured her lips in a fervent kiss.
They melded together for a long moment until Argo grew weary of the whole scene and nudged them apart. Xena shot the mare a look. “Jealous much?” after which the two women leaned their foreheads together and chuckled softly. Argo snorted and rolled her eyes, stepping away just slightly.
“I love you,” Gabrielle stated with conviction.
She turned to lead them both over to the resignedly waiting horse when she was stopped short by the firm grasp Gabrielle had on her hand. “You already do,” she said quietly and brushed her lips softly against Xena’s own. Xena returned the kiss to her forehead, then turned and boosted Gabrielle to the front of the saddle.
“YAH!” and a burst of speed were her only answers, and Xena gripped Gabrielle’s waist and held on tight.
There was still plenty of good daylight left when Xena eased her hands forward and pulled lightly on the reins. Argo was glad to slow to a walk, though the run had been a lot of fun. The warrior watched along the shore, and when she spotted what she was looking for, she angled the horse off the beach into a treed area and the couple dismounted.
The meadow within the ring of trees was tiny. Gabrielle noted a small burbling stream that bordered one side. It tripped its way over stones and pebbles as the water continued its path to the sea. She wondered briefly where it began, and what it passed through until it was no more than the tiny bit of creek she saw. Then she heard Xena slap Argo’s rump, and she turned towards her.
They could still hear the whoosh of the surf, though it was more a muted background sound now than a focal point. The grass was thick and soft underfoot and long enough to tickle Gabrielle’s bare midriff. It was oddly comforting in a way because it proclaimed the hideaway’s secrecy, but it still tickled.
Xena caught the odd smile and the absent scratching and removed her sword from its sheath. Half a dozen swipes later, and she stood back well pleased with her effort. Now near the creek stood a cleared area just the right size for a campsite. Gabrielle looked on in bemusement.
Gabrielle laughed a purely joyous sound. She was still some distance from Xena and without warning, flung herself headlong into strong arms. Xena anticipated the move as soon as she saw Gabrielle moving towards her and dropped her sword and braced herself. She caught her and spun them around while Gabrielle coiled her arms and legs around Xena’s body. They laughed together and when Xena stopped moving, Gabrielle looked her in the eyes.
“You rock my world! I love you!” And this time it was Gabrielle who stole Xena’s breath.
“Um hmm, she really is.
“Even when she does dumb things?” asked Xena with just the least hint of insecurity.
Xena’s answer was another slow, fiery kiss, and it threatened to buckle her knees and take them to the ground. She pulled back slowly, noting Gabrielle’s passion darkened eyes and their uneven breathing. She slid her hands around a firm behind and down solid thighs, noting the hitches and whimpers her soulmate was emitting at the light touch. Gently she reached back and unlocked Gabrielle’s feet from behind her back and slid her to the ground.
“All right,” Gabrielle nodded agreeably. She moved over to where Xena had placed the saddle and their other worldly possessions. She was tempted to peek but refrained, instead moving the bedrolls to the now shorter grass.
Gabrielle had her own opinions on the matter but was curious as to where Xena’s thoughts were coming from. “Why is that, Love?” resting her hands on the broad shoulders and tenderly kneading.
“I know,” Gabrielle answered softly. “Aphrodite and I had a lot of time to talk. She said it was payment of a debt.” She leaned forward and brushed a kiss over the top of the dark head.
“Every once in a while, it’s nice to have friends in high places. Now c’mon - we’re losing daylight and I want some of that fish you promised me for dinner.” Xena stood and took Gabrielle’s hand, and they strolled down to the water’s edge.
Xena turned and raised an eyebrow at Gabrielle, outraged blue eyes widening.
The tide was going out, and Xena was standing in a trough where the fish were caught until the tide came in again. The sun had set, and twilight was just beginning. Still there was enough light for her to clearly see the teasing in Gabrielle’s eyes. She grabbed the two snapper that were swirling at her feet and threw them the short distance to clear the tide. Then she purposely stalked her way towards Gabrielle.
“So I’m cheating, am I?” looking suddenly like a hungry jungle cat that had just cornered its favorite prey. Gabrielle started backing away from her reflexively. “Maybe I should show you what cheaters do to win, hmm?” The feral glint in her eyes was all the warning Gabrielle needed, and she took off running down the beach.
Gabrielle was a good runner; years of walking had made her legs very strong; but her laughing hampered her efforts, and it didn’t take much for Xena’s long stride to catch up to her. Xena tackled her into the soft sand and mercilessly began running tickling fingers up Gabrielle’s bare sides. Gabrielle squealed and squirmed doing her best to gain an advantage, but her laughter kept her from making much headway.
Finally she wrapped her legs around Xena’s and pulled the warrior on top of her. “Mercy! You can stop now! You won!” before claiming Xena’s lips breathlessly. When they parted, Xena looked down on her with love-filled eyes.
“We both did, Sweetheart. This time, we both won.” They kissed again, and Gabrielle was the first to pull away.
“Um, I hate to be the one to spoil the mood here, but, uh... could we move off the sand now?” She wiggled beneath Xena just the tiniest bit. “This sand is getting in places that I just don’t want it to be.” Her abdominal muscles tightened reflexively at the wicked gleam in Xena’s eyes and the tensing of the warrior’s thighs. Then a handful of sand dropped onto her midsection, and Xena was off and running toward the water.
Gabrielle jumped up and ran after her, jumping on Xena’s back and dragging them both under the water. They both came up sputtering, and Gabrielle wrapped herself around Xena like an octopus, smiling up into the mock-glowering face.
“Whaddya go and do that for?” Xena growled.
“I needed to wash the sand off, and you were in my way,” said with a smirk. She tangled her hand in Xena’s wet hair and urged her subtly closer.
“I was, huh?” She playfully rubbed their noses together.
“And here I thought I’d already done that,” Gabrielle replied saucily as she made her way into the small ring of trees.
Gabrielle did light the fire, then decided to rinse the salt water and the remainder of sand from her body. The small pool was only hip deep, but it would do what she needed it to. She took the soap from her bag and moved to the water. It was still sun-warmed and not unpleasant to the touch, and her mind wandered to day’s events.
Xena came up from the beach and stood staring as Gabrielle absently bathed herself with an intriguing little smile on her face. Xena placed the fish on the stones near the fire and withdrew something from the saddlebag. She approached Gabrielle quietly, smiling in return when her eyes were caught by the bard’s own. Gabrielle rinsed the soap and waded to the shore, snagging the towel she had plucked from her bag.
The fish was set to slow cook when Xena emerged from the shadows, a vibrant blue chemise covering her body to mid-thigh. Gabrielle held her breath and stared. Xena smiled shyly at the unabashed look of loving admiration Gabrielle was bestowing on her and returned it with an equally fervent one of her own.
In wordless reply, Gabrielle stepped around to the far side of the fire where the bedrolls lay. Xena was happy to note the log that was at the head of the furs and sat down, pulling the bard down in front of her. The warrior’s arms snaked around Gabrielle’s middle, and Gabrielle wrapped her own on top of them while leaning back into the strong body behind her. Time seemed to stand still as they simply absorbed sensations familiar and so very welcome. It was almost as if it was new, all over again.
“Hmm?” Gabrielle was distracted by the feeling of being surrounded by Xena’s body and had missed the question.
They started with the fruit, sharing back and forth and trading the occasional kiss in the process. Xena absently began running her hand in small circles on Gabrielle’s belly. Gabrielle savored the familiar tingles the touch caused, having had weeks to understand how precious their bond really was and how perilously close to losing it she had come.
When the fish was ready, Gabrielle retrieved it from the fire and resettled herself in front of Xena. Their feeding continued as their gazes turned to the heavens and talked quietly. The conversation was not earthshaking nor even particularly important, but they were sharing themselves and that was.
The fish was finished while they engaged in the bear or dipper debate. The discussion became more personal during the nutbread and cheese.
Gabrielle nodded her head against Xena’s chest but didn’t say a word. She didn’t want to interrupt the flow Xena had going.
“How much WE need that,” Xena corrected softly, before leaning forward and capturing Gabrielle’s waiting lips. There would be no stopping them this time, they knew. They needed the affirmation of their bond, spiritually and physically.
The kiss was slow and languid at first, tasting and teasing delicately. Gabrielle turned until she was straddling Xena’s lap, and the warmth Xena could feel spilling across her thighs made her groan in reaction. Gabrielle took the open invitation Xena gave her, and slowly ran her tongue along soft lips, gently coaxing Xena’s tongue out to play.
Xena reflexively clenched her hands in the silk, pulling Gabrielle more into her before opening her fists and sliding her hands sensuously along supple material and sensitive skin. Gabrielle wove her fingers through the still damp hair and brought their mouths together more fully, taking away their need to breathe for long minutes.
There was no reply because the warrior seized Gabrielle’s lips once more, and gently lowered them to the sleeping furs. The exploration was slow and unhurried. There would be other times when their coming together would be fast and furious and fierce. But this time, for tonight, it was about rediscovery and appreciation and their deep, abiding passionate love and need for one another.
They spent long moments simply kissing, conveying to one another their heart’s desires. Hands tenderly traced material and skin until the silk became more of a barrier than they could bear. When they came together again, skin on skin, Aphrodite turned away from the scrying bowl.
“I can’t give you forever, Babes, but you’ve got forty-eight hours of peace. Use it wisely, ‘cause you’ve got a groovin’ new start happening here.” She turned back for a peek and saw their dance slowly begin as Xena began to kiss her way down Gabrielle’s neck while her hands gently stroked up Gabrielle’s torso toward her breasts. Aphrodite blushed, feeling the intensity of their bond ignite between them.
The love goddess deliberately turned her back on the scrying bowl, leaving them to their privacy. “And then there are times,” she commented as she walked out the door, “that the love biz just so totally rocks!!” Then she disappeared in a shower of sparkles and rose petals as love continued on.

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text: Looking for something new and unusual to light on fire? How about a propane bomb? This little how-to shows us the explosive power of propane when we expose it to flame. With a balloon, some propane and a piece of toilet paper we can make a pretty ball of flame.

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1928 New York Yankees Replica Wrist Watch.
Baseball Autograph Collection 100+ pieces.
Circa 1970 Hall of Famers Signed Baseball with Medwick, Stengel, Rice, Etc.
Shaquille O'Neal Signed and Worn Martegani Shoe.
Mickey Mantle with Cardinal Spellman Signed Framed Photo.
(4) Easton Stealth 2006 Game Model Russian Olympic Hockey Stick Lot.
1965 Los Angeles Dodgers Team Signed Baseball World Champs!
1971 Baltimore Orioles Team Signed Baseball AL Champs!
1954 Sports Illustrated Issue #1 MINT!
Muhammad Ali Signed Warner Brothers Animation Cel.
(5) NJ Devils Team Signed Hockey Sticks.
Luke Appling Game Used White Sox Coaches Hat.
1927 Ty Cobb Philadelphia Athletics Baseball Photo.
Mickey Mantle Signed Baseball Bat with "No 7" Inscription.
1972 Texas Rangers 1st Year Team Signed Baseball w/ Ted Williams.
James Naismith Typed Paper on "College Athletics and Pugelism"
Two Basketball Related Greeting Cards From the James Naismith Family Archives.
James Naismith's Personal Copy of "Collegiate Basket Ball Rules."


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With input from the R3 Policy Group, R3 publishes policy and briefing papers on a range of insolvency topics. These papers range from thought-leadership proposals on the future of the UK's insolvency regime, to R3's views and recommendations on current and topical public policy issues in insolvency.
R3 event: How should the next government solve the personal debt crisis?
US 'Chapter 11': Should it be adopted in the UK?

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text: Jermaine Trevell Dye (born January 28, 1974) is a retired American Major League Baseball right fielder. Jermaine was born in Oakland, California and grew up in the “Bay Area” in a town called San Pablo in California. During his 15 year MLB career, Jermaine played for 4 teams (Braves, Royals, Athletics, and White Sox) and received numerous awards for his incredible play, including 2 All Star nominations, a World Series MVP (2005), a Golden Glove Award, and a Silver Slugger Award. Jermaine is enjoying his retirement and resides in beautiful San Diego, Ca with his lovely wife Tricia and their 3 kids. Jermaine loves doing charitable work and thrives on helping out kids in the community. You will often find Jermaine out playing golf in various celebrity golf tournaments around the world for a good cause. Jermaine loves being a family man and one of his favorite things to do is going on family trips around the world but he admits being a MLB player you miss cherished moments and now retired nothing matters more than watching his kids play sports being their biggest cheerleader. He attended Will C. Wood High school in Vacaville, Ca were he was a 3-sport standout in baseball, basketball, and football breaking and setting high school records. Jermaine was drafted in 1993 by the Atlanta Braves and went on to having a phenomenal career in the big leagues. Jermaine played in the minors for 2 years before being called up by the Atlanta Braves on May 18, 1996. His 1st MLB at-bat he hit a home run that sparked an amazing Major League Baseball career.


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The Molasky Group is developing a string of properties that will bring new rental units, retail spaces and hotel keys to multiple markets.
The Molasky Group is developing mixed-use properties that will bring apartment units, hotel keys and retail spaces to multiple markets including (clockwise from left) Sky 3 in downtown Portland, The Harrison in Glendale, CA and Arrivé in historic downtown Seattle.
The company broke ground on four developments in the past twenty-four months in Portland, Seattle and Los Angeles and will soon embark on a redevelopment of a historic series of buildings in Jacksonville, Florida.

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Tha sinn a’ sireadh Oifigear Ealain Ghàidhlig airson a thighinn còmhla rinn a chumail taic ri obair Alba Chruthachail ann an co-theagsa ar Plana Roi-innleachdail 10 Bliadhna agus ar Plana Bliadhnail.
Bidh sibh nur ball gnìomhail de sgioba Ealain is Gabhaltachd agus bidh sibh a’ dèanamh measadh is molaidhean air roghain de thagraidhean maoineachaidh, co-ordanachadh agus/no a’ stiùireadh, a rèir feum, ghnìomhan iomchaidh, prògraman is pròiseactan, a’ gabhail a-steach taic shònraichte airson gnìomhan leasachaidh nan ealan Gàidhlig is airson cur an gnìomh Plana Gàidhlig Alba Chruthachail 2017-22.
Bidh an neach a shoirbhicheas ag obair gu dlùth taobh a-staigh is taobh a-muigh na buidhe gus pròiseactan is iomairtean aithneachadh, a leasachadh agus a thoirt air adhart mar dhòigh gus taic a thoirt do leasachadh ro-innleachd ealain is gnìomhachasan cruthachail na Gàidhlig.
Bidh eòlas farsaing aig an tagraiche a shoirbhicheas air a’ Ghàidhlig agus leasachadh cànain. Bidh sibh air chomas eòlas a dhearbhadh air measadh iarrtasan agus air aithisgean is molaidhean soilleir a chruthachadh.
Tha eòlas agus tuigse air na h-ealain is gnìomhachasan cruthachail ann an Alba, gu sònraichte ealain is gnìomhachasan cruthachail Gàidhlig is chànanan Ceilteach deatamach, a bharrachd air sgilean làidir eadar-phearsanta. Bhiodh fàilte air eòlas air stiùireadh phròiseasan measaidh – gun e a bhith deatamach – a bharrachd air comas air com-pàirteachadh a leasachadh agus a stèidheachadh ann an Alba is thall thairis, agus dealas a nochdadh do ar luachan bunaiteach.
Ceann-latha airson thagraidhean Meadhan-latha (12f), Dimàirt 20 Samhain 2018.
Bidh agallamhan air an cumail ann an Dùn Èideann air Dimàirt 4 Dùbhlachd 2018.
Ma thèid ur taghadh airson agallamh thathar an dùil gum bi sibh air chomas a bhith an làthair air an latha seo.


text: • we only offer privatized sightseeing tours. No grouping with others unknown person THE LOIRE VALLEY CASTLESThis is the basic tour for a day ( 03 castles included). All kind of arrangements can be done upon request. privatized transfers from/to your hotel + train ticket to/from Orleans + transportation by car or minivan + assistance of a local guide + lunch (wine not included) + entrance tickets in the three castles.

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FORT LAUDERDALE, Fla. -- A Florida man convicted in the 1993 stabbing death of a pregnant woman will stand trial for the death of the victim's son 23 years later.
The Sun Sentinel reports the Broward County prosecutor's office announced Thursday that Ronnie Keith Williams will be charged with first-degree murder in the death of 23-year-old Julius Dyke.
Julius Dyke was born via cesarean section two days after his 18-year-old mother, Lisa Dyke, was stabbed. He had suffered extensive brain damage and his 2016 death was ruled a homicide linked to the attack.
Williams was convicted of first-degree murder in 2004 in Lisa Dyke's death and sentenced to death. The 2016 Florida Supreme Court decision requiring the jury's unanimous support for the death penalty will send that case back to trial for a new sentencing phase as well.


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Hello friends. Hope you’re having a good Sunday. It’s gloomy here and it’s making me want to be lazy but we have so much to do today including meeting some friends for lunch. We haven’t seen them since November. It’s been too long. I also want to go to Ikea and get a Raskog cart. These carts used to be $49.99 but I found out from a friend that they are $29.99 now. I put off getting one because I thought they were too expensive. Now the price is right.
Let’s talk TV for a minute. Specifically Scandal. I’m not going to give spoilers. I just want to say that it’s the best show on TV in my opinion. The storyline, twists & turns and the acting are amazing. If you’ve never watched this show I highly recommend it. Find it on Netflix and start watching. You won’t regret it.
The Walking Dead came back on last Sunday. This is another amazing show. There are times that the storyline gets a bit stale or slow but I’m invested in the characters and have to watch because I need to know what’s going to happen. I’m not a super fan. I’ve never read the comics so the whole thing is new to me.
In case you missed it I’m currently hosting a giveaway for software to keep track of your orders, income and expenses if you own a home bakery business. If you’re interested in entering check it out here. It ends this Friday.
Also, I made a Valentine’s Day card for my husband and shared it here.
I better get moving now. Have a great day and an amazing week.

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ENVIRONMENT MINISTER Edwin Poots MLA has praised University of Ulster conservation at Magee and says expansion plans for the campus represent “an exceptional opportunity” for citywide educational and economic growth.
The Minister was in Londonderry to launch a new advisory design guide about the'Magee Conservation Area' in the city.
Professor Deirdre Heenan, Dean of Academic Development at Magee, assured the Minister that the University would continue to have conservation as a guiding principle in future development.
“As custodian of some of Derry’s finest historic buildings, the University takes very seriously its responsibility to ensure its developments were in sympathy with the needs of the surrounding area as well as its on campus educational provision.
New University of Ulster developments on the former Foyle and Londonderry College site would, said Professor Heenan, enshrine the sympathetic heritage design approach that had been a hallmark of Magee’s current campus blend of historic buildings and vibrant modern structures.
Her comments coincided with news that the Education Minister Caitriona Ruane has given approval in principle to Foyle and Londonderry’s plan to build new premises in Clooney, paving the way for the University to exercise its option to acquire the school’s 30 acre site at Northland Road.
The Magee campus is the centrepiece of the conservation area, which also includes surrounding residential districts. Residents, conservationist lobby groups, architects and represents of the DoE Planning Service were among the guests of launch of the new guide in the Great Hall of Magee.
Mr Poots said the Magee Conservation Area had “a distinctive sense of place” in a city that was emerging from a chequered past which had witnessed the worst and best of times. The Area, with its red-brick streets, mature trees and open spaces and Magee campus at its heart was a vital asset to the city.
“The location of the University of Ulster has undoubtedly helped to secure the future of so many of the area’s historic listed buildings,” the Minister told his audience. “I want to commend the University authorities for the role that they have played over the years in maintaining the quality of this area.
“It is important to remember that conservation areas are not just museum pieces. They need to be living and dynamic areas, and in this context the University is to be congratulated in that, as part of its expansion, we have also seen the introduction of some new, and indeed modern, buildings set within the historic landscape.
“These include the Learning Resource Centre on Northland Road, the award-winning triangular pavilions built within the grounds of the former Aberfoyle House and the terracotta buildings along the Strand Road."

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PRC and Board of Nursing released official results of May 25-26, 2014 NLE (Nurse Licensure Examination) or known as Nursing Board Exam in 23 working days after the last day of exam. May 2014 NLE results - complete list of passers, top 10 (topnotchers), top performing schools and performance of schools are available on this page as officially released online.
PRC on Friday, June 27, 2014 announces that 11,225 out of 29,188 passed the Nurse Licensure Examination.
PRC announced that 29,877 nursing graduates took the exam on May 25 (Sunday) and May 26 (Monday) in several testing centers nationwide which includes Manila, all PRC Regional Offices (excluding PRC Tacloban Regional Office), and the cities of Zamboanga, Angeles, Cabanatuan, Dagupan, Laoag and Bacolod.
The members of the Board of Nursing who gave licensure examination are Carmencita M. Abaquin, Chairman; Leonila A. Faire, Betty F. Merritt, Perla G. Po, Marco Antonio C. Sto.Tomas, Yolanda C. Arugay and Amelia B. Rosales, Members.
May 2014 NLE consists of five (5) parts namely: Nursing Practice I (Basic Foundation of Nursing and Professional Nursing Practice), Nursing Practice II (Community Health Nursing and Care of the Mother and Child), Nursing Practice III (Care of Clients with Physiologic and Psychological Alternations - Part A), Nursing Practice IV (Care of Clients with Physiologic and Psychological Alternations - Part B) and Nursing Practice V (Care of Clients with Physiologic and Psychological Alternations - Part C).
In December 2013, PRC list of top performing schools includes University of Saint Louis- Tuguegarao (USLT), Xavier University (XU), Mariano Marcos State University-Batac (MMSU-B), Saint Paul University-Iloilo (SPU-I), Remedios T. Romualdez Medical Foundation (RTRMF), Pamantasan ng Lungsod ng Maynila (PLM), Saint Paul University- Tuguegarao (SPU-T), Saint Mary's University (SMU) and San Pedro College-Davao City (SPC-D).
The top 10 performing schools list for June 2013 Nurse Licensure Examination (NLE)-nursing board exam includes West Visayas State University-La Paz, Cebu Normal University, University of the Philippines-Manila, Chinese General Hospital Colleges, Benguet State University- La Trinidad, University of Santo Tomas (UST), Trinity University of Asia, Saint Paul University- Dumaguete, Xavier University, Velez College, Cebu City Medical Center and Saint Paul University-Manila.
PRC Board News will update this page once we got reliable information from our sources. For the previous board exams, takers can expect exact release date of results by always visiting this site. It's also possible that PRC will release results on earlier date than our expected timeline since there's less than 30,000 takers for May 2014 NLE compared to previous examinations.
June 5, 2014 Update: Reliable source for the exact date of NLE results, Carl Balita posted on Facebook his first riddle: "If not for the new BON appoinment and the PRC week celebration, NLE result would have been predicted on the median day of the month which end is the median of the year of the Wooden Horse. The delay wouldn't be farther than a bakers' dozens' sunrises after such target". Some said that the 'Big Day' is on Saturday, June 28. Median of the the year is June 15 and 'baker's dozen' means 'a group or set of thirteen' (15+13=28).
June 8, 2014 Update: Balita posted his riddle no. 2."To the dreamers with dreams: It is Sunday and better go to the church and pray. For the Catholics, dedicate the succeeding Sundays each to the Holy Trinity for the formula is magical and the universe seems to have defined many wonders in that proportion. God bless the DREAMERS and their ONEness with their DREAMS."
June 10, 2014 Update: "When wills of the outgoing and the incoming collegial bodies align, the dream and the dreamer may be ONE, as soon as planned, and then the eagles soar high. The short wait shall be over and it will all be worth it... Let the brief digital countdown begin..."
June 20, 2014 Update: Based on Facebook posts and comments of Dr. Carl Balita, NLE results will be released SOON earlier than June 30 (PRC target date) and anytime between June 22-June 27, 2014.
June 26 Update: NLE results are coming very soon. Do you feel tomorrow will be the 'Big Day' or PRC will stick to the target June 30 release of results? Share your thoughts below.
June 27, 2014: Results now out!


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- Starting your career and interested to make a mark in this growing function?
- Keen to understand the nuances of internal communications?
- Determined to create an impact as an internal communication professional?
- Looking for resources to create, nurture, and deliver consistently with you team?
In this book you will discover all these and more as it takes you through the nuts and bolts of establishing your function and demonstrating value with internal communications. Using simple examples and formats, the author shares best practices and lessons that will enhance your presence as an internal communications professional.
- Self-evaluation Guide: How do I know if I am suited to the role?
Internal Communications is a timely help to all of us—employers and employees, practitioners and academicians alike.
Professionals following Verghese’s leads, embellished with fascinating case studies, may well be equipping themselves to ultimately break the corporate glass ceiling and make themselves eligible for the board room. A sobering thought indeed!
Aniisu Verghese, through his book Internal Communications: Insights, Practices, and Models, has done the profession great service by aggregating information and case studies through his tireless research and rich work experience.
Aniisu has always been an evangelist for internal communications…. His book will be a valuable cornerstone to anyone hoping to develop their career or just become a better communicator at the workplace.
As the title suggests, [the book] not only shares choice of practices and models, it follows up with insights from real life. Enjoy the book, and make sure you implement it in your workplace to enjoy the results!