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Okay… This weekend I have been out of it… as in unconscious for the most part. I more or less missed my brother’s birthday. Instead of the perfume, he was expecting his house shoes, so my mom grabbed that out from under the tree and he got his shoes. I managed to go to the grocery store, got my things and then waited a long time on my father to get his. I was feeling really under the weather, so once everything was put up, I crashed.
Sunday was spent out of it for the most part as well. Sometime during my sleeping hours my sister arrived. Late afternoon or perhaps near evening my parents returned from picking up my E. brother from the airport. Pizza was ordered for dinner and everyone has been doing their own thing.
Somewhere in between or perhaps even all week, my hand has been dwindling on me. First it was simple cramping, then pain and exhaustion, then shaking, then slight impairing on using eating utensils and eventual pain when not even using my hand. This is mainly due to coloring old drawings of mine and of course drawing here and there. I have a picture in the works that is very detailed so far… I won’t be able to finish it before 2008 though. My hand is far too injured now. The funny/annoying thing is, I took breaks and rested it often. Sometimes I’d do as little as possible with it so I would be able to draw just a bit the next day. It just hurts. Oi.
Um… Monday would probably be dubbed movie day as far as I a concerned. I watched Charlie and the Chocolate Factory around mid-day mainly because I could not focus my mind on reading or anything else. Later on, after my sister and father come back from getting some things from the grocery store, my sister finds I have not watched The Da Vinci Code. She thinks it is the time, so we sit own to watch. She fell asleep sometime through it. My dad watched with us only for some of the beginning. I cannot say it is something I’d buy, but it was a good watch. Heh.. I even guessed the thing to the scroll combination before “Robert” did. Ha, ha… Still, all that other stuff, I never would have figured out… so… yeah.
Later on dinner was cooked – pasta – and my brothers, sister and I watched a movie called Superbad. I was game and my E. brother, like me, had not seen it and wanted to. It was okay. We were all entertained, so that is a goody. As for the rest of the night… that is just a blur. I think I slept all night, I think I might have woken up, I think I just don’t know diddly.
In anycase, I got up around ten, I believe, this Christmas morning. I did chores, found my dad piddling around the house and that all my siblings were asleep. My mom was at work. After eating breakfast and having nothing to really do once I got what chores I could get done without waking my siblings, I just lay down and spend quality time petting my cat.
Come one thirty or so my siblings are up, my sister is the last. My mom soon arrives home and I’m still petting my cat. I eventually get up, my dad takes pictures of the family for a couple of minutes and my brother keeps looking at the presents impatiently.
Soon enough, we begin the unwrapping. My siblings went through their stockings. I warned my brother, who was taking them off the mantle for us that mine would have nothing since I helped fill all of theirs. He checked anyway. Silly human. My mom did get a stocking stuffer for me… Only, it did not fit in the stocking, so she stuffed it in a bag. Kitty house slippers to replace my flat, matted ones. Yay. My sister got a similar pair later on, but of monkeys. My mom even got herself a pair that were of dogs.
Anyway, Mom liked the gift I got her. She loved the necklace Dad spent on her and was thrilled when she received from my brother the yogurt maker she thought everyone forgot about.
My sister was content with my gift, which were three packs of all the sour flavored jelly beans by Jelly Belly. I was right in my choice. The sours were her favorite. Yeay. My mom got her a gift set of gloves, a scarf and a hat. My brother got her a gift card. She had a Visible Changes gift card in her stocking and some other gift card I had never gotten a look at.
For a stocking stuffer my bro’ had received… I think a card to get gas for his car. He got his perfume and of course sprayed it on the moment he opened it. He got the fog lights I helped Dad get for him. When “allowed” he quickly got to work on his car.
Now, my dad was the best part. Well, my brother got him two CDs he wanted, of course, but what got him was the gift my brother, Mom and I pitched in together to get. He was in tears over it. Freaking humble guy, he is. He was going on about he did not deserve it. Ha. Right. He does not understand himself enough. Heh.
Me? As said, house shoes for a stocking stuffer. My gift card was to Amazon, which I had stumbled upon when checking my email earlier when I had woken up. My brother got me two things. A “fake” book – I do not quite know what I shall do with it, but it is very nice anyway – and a safe. Yes. I knew it was a safe as well. Heh. He apparently did not remember saying it to me, but that was how he got the idea for getting it for me to begin with. It of course received a knowing smirk. So… while he spent time on his car, I spent time on my safe. Heh. It is not like it will hold anything of importance to a robber, of course. Like I’d have something like that… No, I’m sticking in a journal my mom gave me, a book Shred gave me, some old writings by my E. brother, an old view master with reels my mom played with as a kid, an old deck of cards from, I believe, her college days and old trinkets of my grandmother’s.
Well, the rest of the day sort of piddled on, as usual. my dad worked on fixing supper. I watched television with my sister. My brothers were doing their own thing. My mom… I’m not quite sure. Dinner came soon enough at five. Everyone congregated and waited on my brother to take a break on his car. We finally all arrived, said grace and ate. Mid meal my sister spoke of being tired and soon fell asleep in the living room after leaving the table. My brother finished and went back to work on his car. I started cleaning up as did my dad while my mom and E. brother talked in the dining room still.
We soon went back to piddling. E. Brother started making homemade cookies. While the cookie dough batter was chilling, my brothers decided to go around the town and try out my dad’s Christmas present out. Heh. My dad… I’m not too certain. I had left him a bit after the cleaning. Mom and I gave my cat his medicine. My mom then decided to iron and then read her “Bones” book. My sister was either still asleep or watching TV. I snuggled under my mom’s blankets and into her bed for warmth. By eight or so, my mom wakes me up and I piddle off to my room to finish sleeping.
I woke up maybe an hour or so ago. I cleaned up the kitchen that was suddenly a mess again. The sink was full of my E. brother’s aftermath. Once everything was rinsed and the dishwasher was a full as it could get, I went off to started a load of laundry. Once all was set in motion, I ate a small bowl of leftovers and am now here. Yeah.
Well, My E. brother should be heading back for Chicago tomorrow. I do not know about my sister, but she will likely be going back to her apartment tomorrow as well. Friday I see Wynne. Sunday the family will be going to see Aunt Lillian. Nothing else comes to mind for the rest of this month.
Well, my E. brother will be coming down for Christmas after all. While that is nice, it annoys me how little will my parents have. For a while they told him they would not pay for his trip down here. They caved. Well, my mom caved into my dad’s persistence really. My dad is such a softy. Why it bothers me is that it costs so much. My brother needs to quit relying on my parentsâ€™ money. I mean he is twenty-seven for all that is nutty. They have enough problems with money, bills, credit debts and junk. Sure, they say it is his Christmas present, and I know money should not matter so much over family time… but… my brother is one of the reasons my parents are in such debts to begin with. Sigh.
The beginning of the week hasn’t been really eventful. Thursday was my B-day. I was sent an e-card from my parents. I did my chores and then worked on an old picture I drew. While in the middle of it, my brother told me to come out. He wanted to show me something. He snatched a present from underneath the tree. Apparently it was my birthday gift. I opened it. It was a small oriental lamp/night light. I thanked him and he helped me put it together. After that I resumed on my picture.
Around noon my mom came home. She wanted to take my brother and me out for lunch. A birthday lunch apparently, but nothing interested me, so we went to Chili’s. It was just another regular lunch to me. We went back home, I went back to working on the picture and when it hit three-thirty I rested on my bed since I did not sleep much the night before.
Near four thirty my mom wakes me up to take my cat and my brother’s cat to the vet. Perhaps it was the abrupt awaking, but I felt like crap then. The doctor checked out my cat first. They drew blood and would run tests. They moved onto my brother’s cat, so I went back out into the waiting room with mine. The results were positive. My cat’s levels went down a bit. Instead of near seventy he is in the sixties. While we won’t be checking him in again until March thirteenth, perhaps fourteenth, I hope his level drops to the fifties in two weeks. He really should be at thirty-six at highest… What the levels are measuring, I do not know. I just know we want him near the thirties. This visit was “cheaper” than last time. 140 bucks. Oi.
We returned home around five, settled in, got out respective dinners and then gathered around to watch some television. After that my dad hit the hay, my mom was piddling about and I wished them goodnight before retreating to my room.
Friday was spent sleeping. Yeah, I was really out of it for some reason. We went out to eat at a Mexican restaurant and at some point we were talking about iPods. After learning about them a bit, I commented I might consider investing in one after all.
Saturday was grocery day. I took a nap after that because I had not slept the night before. After I woke up my dad showed me his iPod and gave it to me. I spent some time questioning him if he was sure about this and eventually I accepted it. I spent time learning how to work it and would occasionally ask my dad questions to reestablish my discoveries. During the early afternoon I worked on sorting things on it.
Around three, my mom and I went to do some errands. We went to get things for Christmas. It took a pretty long time and we got back home around six. Now, since the last time I ate that day was sometime in the morning before the grocery shopping, I was getting pretty low on my blood sugar count. My parents then began the process of making me some homemade French fries. Yum. I asked for that to be my B-day present. When they were ready I dug into them like a fiend. My mom and I then settled in her room and watched television together. Around ten I returned to my room and worked on putting my stuff in order with the iTunes. Around one I hit the hay.
Most of Sunday was spent mainly asleep. I awoke a bit before eight in the morning, did some chores and after my parents left for church I ended up falling asleep again. I awoke once more around two, did some more chores, worked on the computer and got a headache. I rested some and then dinner came. My mom and I watched a Christmas show while eating. When we were done it was seven thirty. My parents went to bed around eight forty and I around two to three.
It is now Monday morning. I woke up about an hour ago and did chores. We need air filters, damn it.
Anyway, this Saturday is my brother’s birthday. My mom got him cologne while we were out and about during the weekend.
My eldest brother will be coming down on the twenty-third. That is his birthday gift.
Then of course will come Christmas, which will be odd this year since my mom and brother work both Christmas Eve and day. We’ll likely do gift exchanging sometime around the end of Christmas day between when my mom is back from work and when my brother goes in around nine or ten.
The next day E. bro’ goes back up to the North.
The twenty-eighth is my day to see Wynne.
Well, on the third I saw the dentist. Other than some places they need to keep watch over, the lady said my teeth are fine. Yes! I just hope I can keep them that way. Oi.
I think it was Tuesday that I was out of it, but I cannot be too certain. Perhaps that was the day we did some errands.
Wednesday, my mom and I left for haircuts around eight thirty. We got there around ten fifty. Momâ€™s appointment started at eleven and mine at twelve, so I had an hour to kill. I always go to three places, but I know that I will never find anything I am looking for. It proved true this trip as well.
Thursday I cleaned and I think there was something added into all that, but I really cannot recall. Anyway, I took a brief nap and then my mom came by to have me help her with the storage shed. Yeah, we have a shed crammed full of things that are likely useless, but no one has really had the time to go through the items and decide what is needed and not.
My mom was hoping to do that that day. She was way over her head. Silly woman. We spent our time there sorting and in between checked at the Laundromat where she was trying to get a huge quilt-like top blanket. By the time the thing was to be dry, we stopped on our attempts in the shed. It was getting dark out.
Friday is a bit of a blur. I believe my mom got her nails done. When she came back we went to do errands. We stopped by the grocery store. She got some of the necessary groceries, while I got my usual. After that we stopped at a place called Sallyâ€™s to get her a new hair brush. Once home she got ready for a work related Christmas party.
She and my dad left around six thirty. My brother came home, got us some dinner at Chiliâ€™s and after I ate, I collapsed. I was out from seven until one Saturday afternoon. Dad meanwhile put up indoor Christmas decorations and the tree. When my mom was ready she and I decorated it. Some point later I hit the bed again, still out of it. My dad eventually comes in to tell me dinner was ready. I obliged, ate and I believe I passed out again.
Hmâ€¦ Sunday I kept in my room most of the day. I meandered out here and there. My sister â€œmagicallyâ€ appeared somewhere in all that when I was spending time with my cat and suffering from coldness. I read, slept, read, slept and other things most of the afternoon. My sister and I watched an old video from 1998 when my cat was only eight weeks old. The day piddled on.
My brother at one point told me not to leave my room. I responded okay. A while later he comes back to tell me to keep away from the other side of the house â€“ my momâ€™s room in particular. I respond okay. After a while I wanted to see my cat. I moseyed out and made sure I did not go passed the halfway point. I called to ask if I could meander out. No one answered. I called to him, my parents, sister and then anyone. No one answered. I sighed.
In the end everyone had been in my momâ€™s room. What was it all about? Guess. Christmas presents. It was something my brother got. Obviously it was something for me. Apparently everyone decided to look, watch or help him wrap it. Oi. Silly humans.
Dinner came, we had lasagna and in the beginning we were all in the living room. That changed after some minutes of watching the sort of comedy my brother and father prefer. Mom was the first to leave. My sister was the second. I held out. Some humor was gross and my father could not believe he was watching that with me next to him. I just smirked and kept eating. Once done though, I meandered off.
Iâ€™m not offended or anything, but it was interesting to actually hear that from someone else when not in some sort of session with one of my doctors.
Anyway, my sister eventually left around seven. I likely disappeared into my room around then.
The fourteenth is not a day I go to see Wynne. That was indeed moved. I think on the twenty-eighth. I think something is happening thenâ€¦ but I am not certain.
Some one owes me homemade fries that weekend.
My brotherâ€™s b-day will be coming up on the 22nd.
Somewhere in between all that we are going to try to visit my great aunt.
My mom and I were out doing errands today. The library was one of the stops. While my mom searched for certain books, I decided to look through one about Greek classics. I found nothing new, so decided to put the book up. In the middle up putting it back on the shelf my head suddenly hit vertigo and somewhat felt like it burst in a sort of heat. Next thing I know I was on the floor and a woman was checking on me. I fear I found the whole endeavor cool.
I asked the woman how long I was out, just in case. She said it was not long, just a couple of seconds. She relayed she heard me say “woah”. Then she either heard or saw me hit the floor. She kept asking me if I was okay for a while. I just kept saying sure. I bet she thought I was a nut.
Anyway, I figured I should get back down on the first level of the library in case such a thing happened again. My mom was at the computer/card catalog. I plopped down by her and asked her if I had ever keeled over before. She said no. After that I was all smiles and “Dude.” Mom, meanwhile, was of course worried.
On our way out she asked me if I ate, slept enough and how the whole thing felt. I had done such things and described to her about the burst of heat and such. She thought about stopping to get me something to eat or taking me home. I replied nay on both. So, we continued on with the last errand and then headed home. I figured in all logic I should probably lay down. I did and slept for maybe three hours.
Yeah… I just wanted to record my first keel. Ha.
Peabody seems to be doing better. Wednesday morning he was hurking a lot, but that ended soon enough. He’s eating, responding and is more alert.
Thanksgiving went by quickly for me. I slept half the day. I figure it was due to having trouble sleeping the night before. Despite that, everyone seemed to have enjoyed it, which is all that matters.
My sister liked the card I got her and her cold seems to be clearing up. she was still coughing quite a bit, but she said other than that she felt fine.
Friday was more or less a usual day, other than the fact I slept a lot. Maybe it is the weather? Perhaps it is because my mom has had off time since Wednesday? There are other possibilities.
The weekend passed in a blur.
Monday to Wednesday was the same. My mom had to go back to work, but after that, ten days of vacation for her.
Thursday was the big day on two accounts. My cat had an appointment at the vet clinic at one thirty. His results were less than… well… sigh. His levels went back up to the sixties. He is supposed to be down to thirty, at most thirty six. Mom and I were not supposed to give him protein at all. Well, my mom thought it would help him gain some weight and the broth would help him get more fluids.
Uncle Mike is the second occurrence. He’s down here for a while. My dad left to pick him up from the airport around one. The place was two hours away, so… they did not get back here until five. I took a nap and woke up not too long after his arrival. We ate dinner together around the dining room table – a somewhat rare occurrence. Dad wanted to show him my room, noted to him some of my swords and then asked me to show him my drawings. I conceded to all.
In any case, the weekend has been a blur so far. It is pretty much the same, minus my worry for my cat. Sigh.
Anyway, Sunday Uncle Mike goes back home. The day will likely be another “usual”. Monday I go to the dentist for that postponed cleaning at 2. Wednesday my mom and I will go get haircuts. Hers begins at 11, mine at 12. Friday my mom and dad will be gone a good amount of the night for a Christmas party thrown by her workplace. I think I see Wynne on the fourteenth.
Other than that, I have little to note. I’m not really into the scheme of making updates as of late. Sigh. Well, it is 12:24 AM now… Yeah. signing off.


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At just over half an hour’s drive from Glasgow, Glengoyne is one of the more accessible distilleries in Scotland – even those without a designated driver (or sample bottles) are well-catered for with a local bus service which stops right outside the distillery! A rather pretty location, Glengoyne sits almost on top of the Highland line (referring to the whisky boundary, the geological fault line lies a little further to the north) – technically the stillhouse is on the north side while the warehouse is on the south side, meaning Glengoyne is a Highland-distilled, Lowland-matured whisky.
Being so close to Glasgow – and a stone’s throw from the start of the West Highland Way – Glengoyne is a popular destination for casual visitors as well as seasoned whisky-enthusiasts, thankfully a wide range of tour options ensure there is something for everyone. From the usual basic tour, there are then chocolate pairing tastings, a single cask tasting tour and a fantastic blending tour which includes the opportunity to create your own single malt from a range of diverse single casks. A common theme on all of these tours is the influence of wood, specifically how the variables of a cask can influence the base spirit in a myriad of different ways.
Whisky is much more than cask influence of course (despite what some will claim!) and it is good to see that a tour of Glengoyne emphasises this: much is made of the slow spirit distillation; at around 4-5 litres per minute it is claimed to be the slowest rate in Scotland. For reference a typical distillation rate would be around 3 times the volume. This has a marked influence in the resulting whisky: removal of heavier compounds and increased copper contact result in a clean, light and fruity spirit. In the past I imagine that a tour would also have highlighted the distillery’s continued use of the revered flavourful Golden Promise barley variety, although in recent years Glengoyne have succumbed to the market and now use the higher-yielding Concerto.
Each tour ends the “process” section with a visit to the visitor’s area of The No.1 Warehouse; a building on the tour-friendly side of the road (rather than over with the rest of the warehousing down in the lowlands) with a small duty-free warehouse containing a few notable casks. A very well put together exhibit displays the differences between American and European oak, various cask sizes in common use, and features an impressive visualisation of the effect of maturation in different cask types on colour attained and evaporation loss (the angels are fans of European oak in particular!).
After spending some time nosing and sampling each cask individually and taking in the different character lended by each, the goal is to create a single malt utilising multiple whiskies in specific quantities to yield a desirable flavour profile. The primary purpose is to demonstrate the influence of cask as asserted in the No.1 Warehouse, yet a strong secondary lesson for me was just how difficult the blender’s job is: attaining a specific character requires very small and careful additions of the more dominant whiskies, and whiskies of different character can react in unexpected ways! I personally found the European oak tricky to work with: I wanted some of the old leather and polished oak notes to come through towards the finish, but it was difficult to tease this out without dominating the dram entirely.
With my very own Glengoyne single malt bottled and labelled it was time to decant into the impressive distillery shop selling a wide range of glassware and various merchandise as well as a good collection of Glengoyne single malts, including the distillery exclusive Teapot Dram and a bottle-your-own option. It is always welcome to find something unique in a distillery shop to mark your visit so credit to Glengoyne for providing a few options here.
This was a very enjoyable tour which I would heartily recommend to seasoned enthusiasts as well as the more casual whisky tourist: far from going through the motions like many distillery tours unfortunately do, the people at Glengoyne take the opportunity to point out where their process deviates from the norm and appear keen to educate rather than spin tired yarns about romantic-but-questionable provenance. Well done Ian Macleod Distillers!

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We all know how good oats are.
Oats in a jar, oats with nut butter, oat cookies, oats in granola, oats in smoothies and stovetop oats.
This time, I wanted to fluff up my oats. I mean really puff those babies up and give them a big head like they deserve.
Make your oatmeal on the stovetop as usual. I used part milk, water and honey vanilla flavored coffee creamer and McCann’s Steel Cut Irish Oatmeal. Beat 4 egg whites, cream of tartar and cinnamon in a medium bowl on high speed until stiff peaks form. When there is just a little bit of liquid left in your oatmeal on the stovetop, fold in the beaten egg whites and continue to stir while cooking on medium low heat for 3-5 minutes. Keep stirring until oatmeal gets as thick as you like it. Spoon into a bowl and serve!
Add sweetener or vanilla/almond extract if desired to flavor your fluffy oats!
I used part water, part skim milk and part honey vanilla flavored coffee cream liquid as the base for my bowl of oats.
Can you see the egg whites in the oats? Puffed it up alright!
I should have drizzled on some nut butter or something, but this just tasted really good as is!
I have OATMEAL fever. Do you?
I love pomegranates on my oats!
I know there are a ton of toppings to put on a bowl of oats, but if you could only choose 1 thing to put on your oatmeal bowl, what would it be?
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Wow! I never would’ve thought about egg whites in oatmeal. Sounds delicious!
PB definitely my topping of choice.
I like oats but really only eat them on the weekend when I have time to make it on the stovetop. I’ve heard about eggwhites in oatmeal but it kinda skeeves me out when I’ve heard about it. But now I see the visual and yours are gorgeous!
I’m loving the fluff idea!
Is the egg whites taste strong? Or can you not taste them?
I didn’t really taste them!
would have never thought of that! does it taste pretty different from regular oatmeal?
So much better than regular oatmeal!

industry_corpus2: Agriculture & Fisheries


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This week we’re heading back to October the sixth, Labour Day in Canberra, when I filled in for James Scott on the 1WAY FM breakfast show, and this is probably a good example of “if it can go wrong…”.
Overall I was happy with this, as I had a fair bit of fun despite the various technical issues. It was clear that the day was not going to go so well when I couldn’t get in to the building, and then at 7am the news played at half speed (a bulletin which I aborted, and produced my own news headlines instead), effectively causing me to rearrange my half-written running sheet for the morning.
There were a couple points where, if I had remembered to load a sting or two before going to air, the show would have been a bit tighter…one or two occasions where saying nothing would have been better than rambling, oh, and the 8am news intro didn’t play…at least the bulletin did. I was skeptical of whether or not that bulletin would work after the 7am failure so I made sure that hour timed out so that we could use the satellite feed if the computer system went mad again.
As I said, overall I’m happy with it, and I think I’ve learnt a few things from it.
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In the "Saint-Louis" area, nearby to buses for the stations, close to shops and historic centre, a little apartment on the ground floor.
Living room (double sofa bed).
Open-plan kitchen (micro-wave, washing machine).
TV-TNT, DVD player, phone, internet.
Sheets and household linen available on demand.

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The product system for esthetic posterior restorations. Experience the difference with 3s PowerCure.
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Ivoclar Vivadent offers you a portfolio of coordinated products for direct restorative procedures that enable you to achieve high-quality esthetic restorations with great efficiency.

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In the next two years, India may require 30 lakh cost accountants to meet the fast-tracking growth of companies, according to P. Raju Iyer, chairman of the Southern India Regional Council of the Institute of Cost Accountants of India.
He made the observation after signing a Memorandum of Understanding with S. Senthil Kumar, secretary of Theivanai Ammal College for Women, here recently.
Mr. Iyer said Prime Minister Narendra Modi was keen that at least two lakh companies be set up nationwide in two years. It meant that these companies would require three million cost accountants. However, as of now, hardly three lakh cost accountants were available.
Besides having ample employment opportunities, cost accountants moved up the social and career ladder. In fact, a number of them had reached the top slots as chairmen and managing directors of reputed companies. For instance, Tamil Nadu Cement Corporation Ltd. and Tamil Nadu Sugars Corporation Ltd. periodically required 50 trainees in the cost accounting section.
Three premier institutes — the Institute of Chartered Accountants, the Institute of Cost Accountants and the Institute of Company Secretaries — had common understanding in the conduct of courses.
Mr. Iyer said that his institute was offering cost-effective courses, and a candidate would hardly have to spend Rs. 50,000 from the foundation course to the completion of the course.
Mr. Senthil Kumar said the signing of the MoU with the Institute had helped the college to become its coaching centre, register candidates and supply study materials for the cost accountant course.
College director Kasthuri Bai Dhanasekaran said the MoU was a milestone in the history of the college.

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This is a little off-topic from my usual blog posts, but I strive to provide useful information to you guys, and I genuinely feel this is worth knowing about.
Last week I noticed that one of my Lexar Professional 1000x SD cards was broken. Part of the plastic casing had come apart, and I could no longer insert it safely into a camera. I’ve never had to warranty a memory card before, and I think in general I get filled with a sense of dread at the thought of fighting long wait times in online chat support centres, or even worse, trying to get automated phone services to understand my British accent.
I loaded up the Lexar website, located the Contact Us section and to my amazement I was connected to someone immediately. I explained what had happened and within 2 minutes he created a case for me and emailed me instructions of where to send the faulty card, no questions asked.
I put the card in an envelope the next day and mailed it to the address in the US (note: I live in Canada). Imagine my surprise yesterday when, less than a week after mailing the faulty card to them – let alone them receiving it – the FedEx guy knocked on my door and handed me a package with a replacement card in it.
I was floored! They must have turned the replacement around in the same day, and the fact that they shipped it back to me via air with FedEx blew my mind.
I have never had such a smooth and efficient warranty replacement for anything in my life. Bravo Lexar! THAT is how you keep a customer for life. Now I know that I’m lucky enough that some companies provide me with gear for my work, but I want to make it absolutely clear that when it comes to this Lexar card, I purchased it in a store for full price, just like anyone else. I have no existing relationship with Lexar in any way so this wasn’t any kind of special treatment, nor was I compelled to write this for any other reason than the fact that they deserve credit for such amazing service, and you guys deserve to be able to buy products with confidence.
Good for you, because I send my 128GB usb stick to them in march 2018 and still waiting to do something. First it was lost in their internal mail transfer, then, after few months I received a replacement but someone forgot to mention that is for replacement and the delivery guy asked me to pay 54$ import charges(more than I paid for the USB). Of course I didn’t pay, and the carrier returned to them the package. A month ago, they said I would receive a paypal refund and I am still waiting for it. Now, the only answer I get is excuses.

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While some travelers prefer to go camping in luxury RVs, some use only their motorcycle to take a trip to the great outdoors.
How do you pack up a motorcycle for a camping trip? You can outfit your Motorcycles with a variety of accessories to carry cargo and gear, but you have to choose what you pack carefully.
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Possible herbicide residues impacting on crop rotation choices where rainfall has been minimal.
Herbicide residues could possibly influence crop rotations more than disease considerations.
Weed burden in the new crop will depend on the seed set from last year.
Herbicide efficacy and crop safety of the new crop can suffer if the soil is dry at application time.
Herbicide breakdown: Herbicides applied to paddocks in previous years may not have broken down adequately because of insufficient rainfall. Summer rainfall is not necessarily as effective as growing season rainfall in breaking down herbicide residues, so needs to be substantial and to keep the soil wet for a specified time. Read the herbicide label. It will be extremely important to know the chemical type used, as well as the plant-back periods, and the soil pH, rainfall and other requirements for breakdown. Herbicides applied two years ago could still have an impact too, as could the presence of cereal stubble with herbicides like Lontrel®.
Withholding periods for dicamba or similar ‘spikes’ to knockdown sprays used pre-sowing may need to be longer if there is no rainfall to activate chemical breakdown, otherwise poor establishment can occur. Note that dicamba plant-backs only commence after 15 mm of rain. Lentils, faba beans are not listed on label. Alternative products with lesser or no residual may be more appropriate (e.g. carfentrazone-ethyl, oxyfluorfen).
Lentil and chickpea are the worst for group B sulfonyl urea residues (e.g. Glean®, Logran®), with peas and faba/broad beans the least.
Faba/broad beans are more sensitive to Monza® residues at low pH (<6.5) than chickpea, lentil, lupin and fieldpea. All are sensitive at higher pH (>6.5).
Faba/broad bean, lentil and lupin are more sensitive to group B sulphonamide residues (e.g. Broadstrike®), and be aware of the impact on shallow duplex soils.
Chickpea, faba/broad beans and fieldpeas are least sensitive to the group B imidazolinones (imis, e.g. Spinnaker®, Raptor®, Midas®), with lentils extremely sensitive, and lupins, vetch intermediate.
Raptor® has no minimum re-cropping interval if field peas are being sown.
All pulses are vulnerable to group I pyridine residues, and the rate applied (e.g. Lontrel®), but beans appear more vulnerable than lupins.
Lentil cannot follow straight after chickpeas if Balance® (group F) has been used in the chickpea.
Lentil cannot immediately follow after beans or field peas if some group B’s were used (e.g. Spinnaker®, Broadstrike® or Raptor®).
In areas that receive minimal summer-autumn rains and delayed opening rains, then the herbicide residual effect becomes far more pressing on rotation choices. Pulse following cereal could then become a higher risk situation than pulse following a pulse!
Weed burden: Weed burden in 2016 will depend on past history and how effective seed set was prevented, and will influence sowing choice and strategies. There was minimal weed germination after poor rainfall events of 2015, but weed seed set may have been minimised through drought, hay cuts, desiccation, crop top or grazing of crops, unless the crop was let go or weed control failed.
Pulses can fit a rotation to ensure herbicide diversity and the ability to crop top or desiccate to prevent weed seed set. Resistant ryegrass has been a major target, but Giant Brome resistant to group A herbicides also poses a new threat in areas like the Wimmera and Mallee.
Herbicide efficacy in the dry: Instances of herbicide damage that occurred under dry conditions be avoided in future, eg metribuzin and diuron in field pea and lentil, and with Balance® in chickpea.
If applied to dry soils, the risk of herbicide damage is increased greatly when rains occur, particularly if the soil is left ridged.
PSPE herbicides should be applied to moist soil regardless of the sowing time.
IBS may be more appropriate in dry conditions, or a split application to minimise risk in future.
The decision as to which pulse to grow, and where, will be based on risk and rotation need. Assess the disease risk versus residual herbicide risk. Assess any quality issues that arise from re-cropping, e.g. chickpeas after field peas, lentils after vetch. The rotation solutions do not become fully apparent until the summer-autumn rainfall has fallen.
Despite the very low starting disease levels from pulse stubble after a dry year, it is the rainfall conditions in the new growing season that will have the major influence on the severity of pulse diseases.
Paddock selection is still critical, and sowing time along with canopy management is always important in disease management, and the cheapest to implement.
If considering growing a pulse again on a failed pulse crop, then consider what pulse to choose. Disease risk is one of the main considerations, and whether it can be managed. Botrytis grey mould (BGM), phoma and sclerotinia are common across most pulse species, but ascochyta blight (AB) is not. There is an ascochyta blight specific to each pulse species that do not cross infect. Assess any quality issues that arise from re-cropping, eg chickpeas after field peas, lentils after vetch.
Data taken from herbicide labels as viewed from APVMA web site, or company web sites.


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Written by Benjamin Cameron Hunt Allow me to start by saying that this is not a new issue. I (and others) have been begging fellow Internet users to be more careful, more paranoid, and all around smarter while using the Internet. Years ago there were a series of fake Facebook profiles all using the same Japanese surname spamming the Internet with Friend Requests, and each of them would have hundreds of Mutual Friends by the time I saw the Friend Request to me. This caused many, many facepalms. I begged for people to stop just accepting any/every Facebook Friend Request, and I even gave the example names and links to them. Many of those Facebook accounts still exist and many still have Mutual Friends.
Because by accepting any Facebook Friend Request, you are giving some legitimacy to that Facebook account, so that by the time others see a Friend Request from them, they have mutual friends and just assume they are legit. In that scenario, both you and the friends that assume that are being fooled. More specifically, any/every fake Facebook account can have only nefarious agendas, and enabling them to reach further into the Facebook world is just ignorant and negligent. It’s like if your kids see you talking to someone more than once, they can wrongly assume that you know them and trust them, and you can see where that hypothetical situation is heading. The most recent example of this Facebook faux pas is the following: On my News Feed, a Facebook Friend shared a screenshot of a profile of the name “Darwin Evolution”, and described how deeply disturbing their Posts are, and that they never would have accepted a Friend Request from such a person. In this case, I can attest that this Facebook profile was stolen and reshaped for whatever agenda, because I had invited that Profile into two of the Facebook Groups I managed 3 years ago and 2 years ago. I could not find any message history with them, so I am left to assume that the profile had Friend Requested me before I learned to be even more skeptical and paranoid of Friend Requests, likely with a name and profile photo that let me assume they were a real poler. The name on the Facebook URL is Elena Rudulf, which doesn’t ring a bell, but the residual evidence that they were indeed a legit poler is within the Events they attended up until 2012, and the 1,018 Mutual Friends. If you have ever known Elena Rudulf, please speak now and let them know that their old Facebook Profile is being used for a deeply disturbing agenda that is obviously associated with radicalists from an Arabic speaking country. Please check your Friends List right now and see if you are Friends with Darwin Evolution. If you are, it is still up to you to decide if you are okay with being Facebook Friends with them, but just know that you are passively legitimizing them and/or enabling them to reach a larger audience. While you’re at it, check your whole damn Friends List. We both know we don’t need that many Facebook Friends (hell, my profile is for polers only, and even most of them I have never talked with). If you’re unsure if they are a legit profile, or a legit poler, or even just a legit human, Message them and let them know you are cleaning up your Friends List and checking if they are someone you know. PLEASE be smarter and more paranoid about who you Like or Friend or what-not on the Internet. And look out for each other when you do find a creep like Darwin Evoltuion. Since this blog has been written, the Darwin Evolution page has disappeared. It was fully functional last night, September 22, 2015.


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Site Map > Electronic Library > Anthony Trollope > North America Volume 2 > CHAPTER XIV. AMERICAN HOTELS.
previous: CHAPTER XIII. THE POST-OFFICE.
I find it impossible to resist the subject of inns. As I have gone on with my journey, I have gone on with my book, and have spoken here and there of American hotels as I have encountered them. But in the States the hotels are so large an institution, having so much closer and wider a bearing on social life than they do in any other country, that I feel myself bound to treat them in a separate chapter as a great national arrangement in themselves. They are quite as much thought of in the nation as the legislature, or judicature, or literature of the country; and any falling off in them, or any improvement in the accommodation given, would strike the community as forcibly as any change in the Constitution or alteration in the franchise.
Moreover, I consider myself as qualified to write a chapter on hotels - not only on the hotels of America, but on hotels generally. I have myself been much too frequently a sojourner at hotels. I think I know what a hotel should be, and what it should not be; and am almost inclined to believe, in my pride, that I could myself fill the position of a landlord with some chance of social success, though probably with none of satisfactory pecuniary results.
Of all hotels known to me, I am inclined to think that the Swiss are the best. The things wanted at a hotel are, I fancy, mainly as follows: a clean bed-room, with a good and clean bed, and with it also plenty of water. Good food, well dressed and served at convenient hours, which hours should on occasions be allowed to stretch themselves. Wines that shall be drinkable. Quick attendance. Bills that shall not be absolutely extortionate, smiling faces, and an absence of foul smells. There are many who desire more than this - who expect exquisite cookery, choice wines, subservient domestics, distinguished consideration, and the strictest economy; but they are uneducated travelers, who are going through the apprenticeship of their hotel lives; who may probably never become free of the travelers' guild, or learn to distinguish that which they may fairly hope to attain from that which they can never accomplish.
Taking them as a whole, I think that the Swiss hotels are the best. They are perhaps a little close in the matter of cold water, but even as to this they generally give way to pressure. The pressure, however, must not be violent, but gentle rather, and well continued. Their bed-rooms are excellent. Their cookery is good, and to the outward senses is cleanly. The people are civil. The whole work of the house is carried on upon fixed rules which tend to the comfort of the establishment. They are not cheap, and not always quite honest. But the exorbitance or dishonesty of their charges rarely exceeds a certain reasonable scale, and hardly ever demands the bitter misery of a remonstrance.
The inns of the Tyrol are, I think, the cheapest I have known-affording the traveler what he requires for half the price, or less than half demanded in Switzerland. But the other half is taken out in stench and nastiness. As tourists scatter themselves more profusely, the prices of the Tyrol will no doubt rise. Let us hope that increased prices will bring with them besoms, scrubbingbrushes, and other much-needed articles of cleanliness.
The inns of the north of Italy are very good; and, indeed, the Italian inns throughout, as far as I know them, are much better than the name they bear. The Italians are a civil, kindly people, and do for you, at any rate, the best they can. Perhaps the unwary traveler may be cheated. Ignorant of the language, he may be called on to pay more than the man who speaks it and who can bargain in the Italian fashion as to price. It has often been my lot, I doubt not, to be so cheated; but then I have been cheated with a grace that has been worth all the money. The ordinary prices of Italian inns are by no means high.
I have seldom thoroughly liked the inns of Germany which I have known. They are not clean, and water is very scarce. Smiles, too, are generally wanting, and I have usually fancied myself to be regarded as a piece of goods out of which so much profit was to be made.
The dearest hotels I know are the French - and certainly not the best. In the provinces they are by no means so cleanly as those of Italy. Their wines are generally abominable, and their cookery often disgusting. In Paris grand dinners may no doubt be had, and luxuries of every description - except the luxury of comfort. Cotton-velvet sofas and ormolu clocks stand in the place of convenient furniture; and logs of wood, at a franc a log, fail to impart to you the heat which the freezing cold of a Paris winter demands. They used to make good coffee in Paris, but even that is a thing of the past. I fancy that they import their brandy from England and manufacture their own cigars. French wines you may get good at a Paris hotel; but you would drink them as good and much cheaper if you bought them in London and took them with you.
The worst hotels I know are in the Havana. Of course I do not speak here of chance mountain huts, or small, far-off roadside hostels, in which the traveler may find himself from time to time. All such are to be counted apart, and must be judged on their merits by the circumstances which surround them. But with reference to places of wide resort, nothing can beat the hotels of the Havana in filth, discomfort, habits of abomination, and absence of everything which the traveler desires. All the world does not go to the Havana, and the subject is not therefore one of general interest. But in speaking of hotels at large, so much I find myself bound to say.
In all the countries to which I have alluded the guests of the house are expected to sit down together at one table. Conversation is at any rate possible; and there is the show, if not the reality, of society.
And now one word as to English inns. I do not think that we Englishmen have any great right to be proud of them. The worst about them is that they deteriorate from year to year, instead of becoming better. We used to hear much of the comfort of the old English wayside inn, but the old English wayside inn has gone. The railway hotel has taken its place; and the railway hotel is too frequently gloomy, desolate, comfortless, and almost suicidal. In England, too, since the old days are gone, there are wanting the landlord's bow and the kindly smile of his stout wife. Who now knows the landlord of an inn, or cares to inquire whether or no there be a landlady? The old welcome is wanting; and the cheery, warm air, which used to atone for the bad port and tough beef, has passed away - while the port is still bad and the beef too often tough.
In England, and only in England as I believe, is maintained in hotel life the theory of solitary existence. The sojourner at an English inn - unless he be a commercial traveler, and as such a member of a universal, peripatetic tradesman's club - lives alone. He has his breakfast alone, his dinner alone, his pint of wine alone, and his cup of tea alone. It is not considered practicable that two strangers should sit at the same table or cut from the same dish. Consequently his dinner is cooked for him separately, and the hotel keeper can hardly afford to give him a good dinner. He has two modes of life from which to choose. He either lives in a public room - called a coffee-room - and there occupies, during his comfortless meal, a separate small table, too frequently removed from fire and light, though generally exposed to draughts, or else he indulges in the luxury of a private sitting-room, and endeavors to find solace on an old horse-hair sofa, at the cost of seven shillings a day. His bed-room is not so arranged that he can use it as a sitting-room. Under either phase of life he can rarely find himself comfortable, and therefore he lives as little at a hotel as the circumstances of his business or of his pleasure will allow. I do not think that any of the requisites of a good inn are habitually to be found in perfection at our Kings' Heads and White Horses, though the falling off is not so lamentably distressing as it sometimes is in other countries. The bed-rooms are dingy rather than dirty. Extra payment to servants will generally produce a tub of cold water. The food is never good, but it is usually eatable, and you may have it when you please. The wines are almost always bad, but the traveler can fall back upon beer. The attendance is good, provided always that the payment for it is liberal. The cost is generally too high, and unfortunately grows larger and larger from year to year. Smiling faces are out of the question unless specially paid for; and as to that matter of foul smells, there is often room for improvement. An English inn to a solitary traveler without employment is an embodiment of dreary desolation. The excuse to be made for this is that English men and women do not live much at inns in their own country.
The American inn differs from all those of which I have made mention, and is altogether an institution apart, and a thing of itself. Hotels in America are very much larger and more numerous than in other countries. They are to be found in all towns, and I may almost say in all villages. In England and on the Continent we find them on the recognized routes of travel and in towns of commercial or social importance. On unfrequented roads and in villages there is usually some small house of public entertainment in which the unexpected traveler may obtain food and shelter, and in which the expected boon companions of the neighborhood smoke their nightly pipes and drink their nightly tipple. But in the States of America the first sign of an incipient settlement is a hotel five stories high, with an office, a bar, a cloak room, three gentlemen's parlors, two ladies' parlors, and a ladies' entrance, and two hundred bedrooms.
These of course are all built with a view to profit, and it may be presumed that in each case the originators of the speculation enter into some calculation as to their expected guests. Whence are to come the sleepers in those two hundred bed-rooms, and who is to pay for the gaudy sofas and numerous lounging chairs of the ladies' parlors? In all other countries the expectation would extend itself simply to travelers - to travelers or to strangers sojourning in the land. But this is by no means the case as to these speculations in America. When the new hotel rises up in the wilderness, it is presumed that people will come there with the express object of inhabiting it. The hotel itself will create a population, as the railways do. With us railways run to the towns; but in the States the towns run to the railways. It is the same thing with the hotels.
Housekeeping is not popular with young married people in America, and there are various reasons why this should be so. Men there are not fixed in their employment as they are with us. If a young Benedict cannot get along as a lawyer at Salem, perhaps he may thrive as a shoemaker at Thermopylae. Jefferson B. Johnson fails in the lumber line at Eleutheria, but hearing of an opening for a Baptist preacher at Big Mud Creek moves himself off with his wife and three children at a week's notice. Aminadab Wiggs takes an engagement as a clerk at a steamboat office on the Pongowonga River, but he goes to his employment with an inward conviction that six months will see him earning his bread elsewhere. Under such circumstances even a large wardrobe is a nuisance, and a collection of furniture would be as appropriate as a drove of elephants. Then again young men and women marry without any means already collected on which to commence their life. They are content to look forward and to hope that such means will come. In so doing they are guilty of no imprudence. It is the way of the country, and, if the man be useful for anything, employment will certainly come to him. But he must live on the fruits of that employment, and can only pay his way from week to week and from day to day. And as a third reason, I think I may allege that the mode of life found in these hotels is liked by the people who frequent them. It is to their taste. They are happy, or at any rate contented, at these hotels, and do not wish for household cares. As to the two first reasons which I have given, I can agree as to the necessity of the case, and quite concur as to the expediency of marriage under such circumstances. But as to that matter of taste, I cannot concur at all. Anything more forlorn than a young married woman at an American hotel, it is impossible to conceive.
Such are the guests expected for those two hundred bedrooms. The chance travelers are but chance additions to these, and are not generally the mainstay of the house. As a matter of course the accommodation for travelers which these hotels afford increases and creates traveling. Men come because they know they will be fed and bedded at a moderate cost, and in an easy way, suited to their tastes. With us, and throughout Europe, inquiry is made before an unaccustomed journey is commenced, on that serious question of wayside food and shelter. But in the States no such question is needed. A big hotel is a matter of course, and therefore men travel. Everybody travels in the States. The railways and the hotels between them have so churned up the people that an untraveled man or woman is a rare animal. We are apt to suppose that travelers make roads, and that guests create hotels; but the cause and effect run exactly in the other way. I am almost disposed to think that we should become cannibals if gentlemen's legs and ladies arms were hung up for sale in purveyors' shops.
After this fashion and with these intentions hotels are built. Size and an imposing exterior are the first requisitions. Everything about them must be on a large scale. A commanding exterior, and a certain interior dignity of demeanor, is more essential than comfort or civility. Whatever a hotel may be it must not be "mean." In the American vernacular the word mean is very significant. A mean white in the South is a man who owns no slaves. Men are often mean, but actions are seldom so called. A man feels mean when the bluster is taken out of him. A mean hotel, conducted in a quiet unostentatious manner, in which the only endeavor made had reference to the comfort of a few guests, would find no favor in the States. These hotels are not called by the name of any sign, as with us in our provinces. There are no "Presidents' Heads" or "General Scotts." Nor by the name of the landlord, or of some former landlord, as with us in London, and in many cities of the Continent. Nor are they called from some country or city which may have been presumed at some time to have had special patronage for the establishment. In the nomenclature of American hotels the specialty of American hero worship is shown, as in the nomenclature of their children. Every inn is a house, and these houses are generally named after some hero, little known probably in the world at large, but highly estimated in that locality at the moment of the christening.
They are always built on a plan which to a European seems to be most unnecessarily extravagant in space. It is not unfrequently the case that the greater portion of the ground floor is occupied by rooms and halls which make no return to the house whatever. The visitor enters a great hall by the front door, and almost invariably finds it full of men who are idling about, sitting round on stationary seats, talking in a listless manner, and getting through their time as though the place were a public lounging-room. And so it is. The chances are that not half the crowd are guests at the hotel. I will now follow the visitor as he makes his way up to the office. Every hotel has an office. To call this place the bar, as I have done too frequently, is a lamentable error. The bar is held in a separate room appropriated solely to drinking. To the office, which is in fact a long open bar, the guest walks up, and there inscribes his name in a book. This inscription was to me a moment of misery which I could never go through with equanimity. As the name is written, and as the request for accommodation is made, half a dozen loungers look over your name and listen to what you say. They listen attentively, and spell your name carefully, but the great man behind the bar does not seem to listen or to heed you; your destiny is never imparted to you on the instant. If your wife or any other woman be with you - the word "lady" is made so absolutely distasteful in American hotels that I cannot bring myself to use it in writing of them - she has been carried off to a lady's waiting room, and there remains in august wretchedness till the great man at the bar shall have decided on her fate. I have never been quite able to fathom the mystery of these delays. I think they must have originated in the necessity of waiting to see what might be the influx of travelers at the moment, and then have become exaggerated and brought to their present normal state by the gratified feeling of almost divine power with which for the time it invests that despotic arbiter. I have found it always the same, though arriving with no crowd, by a conveyance of my own, when no other expectant guests were following me. The great man has listened to my request in silence, with an imperturbable face, and has usually continued his conversation with some loafing friend, who at the time is probably scrutinizing my name in the book. I have often suffered in patience, but patience is not specially the badge of my tribe, and I have sometimes spoken out rather freely. If I may presume to give advice to my traveling countrymen how to act under such circumstances, I should recommend to them freedom of speech rather than patience. The great man, when freely addressed, generally opens his eyes, and selects the key of your room without further delay. I am inclined to think that the selection will not be made in any way to your detriment by reason of that freedom of speech. The lady in the ballad who spoke out her own mind to Lord Bateman, was sent to her home honorably in a coach and three. Had she held her tongue, we are justified in presuming that she would have been returned on a pillion behind a servant.
I have been greatly annoyed by that want of speech. I have repeatedly asked for room, and received no syllable in return. I have persisted in my request, and the clerk has nodded his head at me. Until a traveler is known, these gentlemen are singularly sparing of speech, especially in the West. The same economy of words runs down from the great man at the office all through the servants of the establishment. It arises, I believe, entirely from that want of courtesy which democratic institutions create. The man whom you address has to make a battle against the state of subservience presumed to be indicated by his position, and he does so by declaring his indifference to the person on whose wants he is paid to attend. I have been honored on one or two occasions by the subsequent intimacy of these great men at the hotel offices, and have then found them ready enough at conversation.
That necessity of making your request for room before a public audience is not in itself agreeable, and sometimes entails a conversation which might be more comfortably made in private. "What do you mean by a dressing-room, and why do you want one?" Now that is a question which an Englishman feels awkward at answering before five and twenty Americans, with open mouths and eager eyes; but it has to be answered. When I left England, I was assured that I should not find any need for a separate sitting-room, seeing that drawing-rooms more or less sumptuous were prepared for the accommodation of "ladies." At first we attempted to follow the advice given to us, but we broke down. A man and his wife traveling from town to town, and making no sojourn on his way, may eat and sleep at a hotel without a private parlor. But an English woman cannot live in comfort for a week, or even in comfort for a day, at any of these houses, without a sitting-room for herself. The ladies' drawing-room is a desolate wilderness. The American women themselves do not use it. It is generally empty, or occupied by some forlorn spinster, eliciting harsh sounds from the wretched piano which it contains.
The price at these hotels throughout the union is nearly always the same, viz., two and a half dollars a day, for which a bed-room is given and as many meals as the guest can contrive to eat. This is the price for chance guests. The cost to monthly boarders is, I believe, not more than the half of this. Ten shillings a day, therefore, covers everything that is absolutely necessary, servants included; and this must be said in praise of these inns - that the traveler can compute his expenses accurately, and can absolutely bring them within that daily sum of ten shillings. This includes a great deal of eating, a great deal of attendance, the use of reading-room and smoking-room - which, however, always seem to be open to the public as well as to the guests - and a bed-room, with accommodation which is at any rate as good as the average accommodation of hotels in Europe. In the large Eastern towns baths are attached to many of the rooms. I always carry my own, and have never failed in getting water. It must be acknowledged that the price is very cheap. It is so cheap that I believe it affords, as a rule, no profit whatsoever. The profit is made upon extra charges, and they are higher than in any other country that I have visited. They are so high that I consider traveling in America, for an Englishman with his wife or family, to be more expensive than traveling in any part of Europe. First in the list of extras comes that matter of the sitting-room, and by that for a man and his wife the whole first expense is at once doubled. The ordinary charge is five dollars, or one pound a day! A guest intending to stay for two or three weeks at a hotel, or perhaps for one week, may, by agreement, have this charge reduced. At one inn I stayed a fortnight, and having made no such agreement, was charged the full sum. I felt myself stirred up to complain, and did in that case remonstrate. I was asked how much I wished to have returned - for the bill had been paid - and the sum I suggested was at once handed to me. But even with such reduction, the price is very high, and at once makes the American hotel expensive. Wine also at these houses is very costly, and very bad. The usual price is two dollars (or eight shillings) a bottle. The people of the country rarely drink wine at dinner in the hotels. When they do so, they drink champagne; but their normal drinking is done separately, at the bar, chiefly before dinner, and at a cheap rate. "A drink," let it be what it may, invariably costs a dime, or five pence. But if you must have a glass of sherry with your dinner, it costs two dollars; for sherry does not grow into pint bottles in the States. But the guest who remains for two days can have his wine kept for him. Washing also is an expensive luxury. The price of this is invariable, being always four pence for everything washed. A cambric handkerchief or muslin dress all come out at the same price. For those who are cunning in the matter this may do very well; but for men and women whose cuffs and collars are numerous it becomes expensive. The craft of those who are cunning is shown, I think, in little internal washings, by which the cambric handkerchiefs are kept out of the list, while the muslin dresses are placed upon it. I am led to this surmise by the energetic measures taken by the hotelkeepers to prevent such domestic washings, and by the denunciations which in every hotel are pasted up in every room against the practice. I could not at first understand why I was always warned against washing my own clothes in my own bed-room, and told that no foreign laundress could on any account be admitted into the house. The injunctions given on this head are almost frantic in their energy, and therefore I conceive that hotel-keepers find themselves exposed to much suffering in the matter. At these hotels they wash with great rapidity, sending you back your clothes in four or five hours if you desire it.
Another very stringent order is placed before the face of all visitors at American hotels, desiring them on no account to have valuable property in their rooms. I presume that there must have been some difficulty in this matter in bygone years; for in every State a law has been passed declaring that hotel-keepers shall not be held responsible for money or jewels stolen out of rooms in their houses, provided that they are furnished with safes for keeping such money and give due caution to their guests on the subject. The due caution is always given, but I have seldom myself taken any notice of it. I have always left my portmanteau open, and have kept my money usually in a traveling-desk in my room; but I never to my knowledge lost anything. The world, I think, gives itself credit for more thieves than it possesses. As to the female servants at American inns, they are generally all that is disagreeable. They are uncivil, impudent, dirty, slow - provoking to a degree. But I believe that they keep their hands from picking and stealing.
I never yet made a single comfortable meal at an American hotel, or rose from my breakfast or dinner with that feeling of satisfaction which should, I think, be felt at such moments in a civilized land in which cookery prevails as an art. I have had enough, and have been healthy, and am thankful. But that thankfulness is altogether a matter apart, and does not bear upon the question. If need be, I can eat food that is disagreeable to my palate and make no complaint. But I hold it to be compatible with the principles of an advanced Christianity to prefer food that is palatable. I never could get any of that kind at an American hotel. All meal-times at such houses were to me periods of disagreeable duty; and at this moment, as I write these lines at the hotel in which I am still staying, I pine for an English leg of mutton. But I do not wish it to be supposed that the fault of which I complain - for it is a grievous fault - is incidental to America as a nation. I have stayed in private houses, and have daily sat down to dinners quite as good as any my own kitchen could afford me. Their dinner parties are generally well done, and as a people they are by no means indifferent to the nature of their comestibles. It is of the hotels that I speak; and of them I again say that eating in them is a disagreeable task - a painful labor. It is as a schoolboy's lesson, or the six hours' confinement of a clerk at his desk.
The mode of eating is as follows: Certain feeding hours are named, which generally include nearly all the day. Breakfast from six till ten. Dinner from one till five. Tea from six till nine. Supper from nine till twelve. When the guest presents himself at any of these hours, he is marshaled to a seat, and a bill is put into his hand containing the names of all the eatables then offered for his choice. The list is incredibly and most unnecessarily long. Then it is that you will see care written on the face of the American hotel liver, as he studies the programme of the coming performance. With men this passes off unnoticed, but with young girls the appearance of the thing is not attractive. The anxious study, the elaborate reading of the daily book, and then the choice proclaimed with clear articulation: "Boiled mutton and caper sauce, roast duck, hashed venison, mashed potatoes, poached eggs and spinach, stewed tomatoes. Yes - and, waiter, some squash!" There is no false delicacy in the voice by which this order is given, no desire for a gentle whisper. The dinner is ordered with the firm determination of an American heroine; and in some five minutes' time all the little dishes appear at once, and the lady is surrounded by her banquet.
How I did learn to hate those little dishes and their greasy contents! At a London eating-house things are often not very nice, but your meat is put on a plate and comes before you in an edible shape. At these hotels it is brought to you in horrid little oval dishes, and swims in grease; gravy is not an institution in American hotels, but grease has taken its place. It is palpable, undisguised grease, floating in rivers - not grease caused by accidental bad cookery, but grease on purpose. A beef-steak is not a beef-steak unless a quarter of a pound of butter be added to it. Those horrid little dishes! If one thinks of it, how could they have been made to contain Christian food? Every article in that long list is liable to the call of any number of guests for four hours. Under such circumstances how can food be made eatable? Your roast mutton is brought to you raw; if you object to that, you are supplied with meat that has been four times brought before the public. At hotels on the Continent of Europe different dinners are cooked at different hours; but here the same dinner is kept always going. The house breakfast is maintained on a similar footing. Huge boilers of tea and coffee are stewed down and kept hot. To me those meals were odious. It is of course open to any one to have separate dinners and separate breakfasts in his own rooms; but by this little is gained and much is lost. He or she who is so exclusive pays twice over for such meals - as they are charged as extras on the bill - and, after all, receives the advantage of no exclusive cooking. Particles from the public dinners are brought to the private room, and the same odious little dishes make their appearance.
But the most striking peculiarity of the American hotels is in their public rooms. Of the ladies' drawing-room I have spoken. There are two, and sometimes three, in one hotel, and they are generally furnished at any rate expensively. It seems to me that the space and the furniture are almost thrown away. At watering-places and sea-side summer hotels they are, I presume, used; but at ordinary hotels they are empty deserts. The intention is good, for they are established with the view of giving to ladies at hotels the comforts of ordinary domestic life; but they fail in their effect. Ladies will not make themselves happy in any room, or with ever so much gilded furniture, unless some means of happiness are provided for them. Into these rooms no book is ever brought, no needle-work is introduced; from them no clatter of many tongues is ever heard. On a marble table in the middle of the room always stands a large pitcher of iced water; and from this a cold, damp, uninviting air is spread through the atmosphere of the ladies' drawing-room.
Below, on the ground floor, there is, in the first place, the huge entrance hall, at the back of which, behind a bar, the great man of the place keeps the keys and holds his court. There are generally seats around it, in which smokers sit - or men not smoking but ruminating. Opening off from this are reading-rooms, smoking-rooms, shaving-rooms, drinking-rooms, parlors for gentlemen in which smoking is prohibited and which are generally as desolate as ladies' sitting-rooms above. In those other more congenial chambers is always gathered together a crowd apparently belonging in no way to the hotel. It would seem that a great portion of an American Inn is as open to the public as an Exchange or as the wayside of the street. In the West, during the early months of this war, the traveler would always see many soldiers among the crowd - not only officers, but privates. They sit in public seats, silent but apparently contented, sometimes for an hour together. All Americans are given to gatherings such as these. It is the much-loved institution to which the name of "loafing" has been given.
I do not like the mode of life which prevails in the American hotels. I have come across exceptions, and know one or two that are very comfortable - always excepting that matter of eating and drinking. Taking them as a whole, I do not like their mode of life; but I feel bound to add that the hotels of Canada, which are kept I think always after the same fashion, are infinitely worse than those of the United States. I do not like the American hotels; but I must say in their favor that they afford an immense amount of accommodation. The traveler is rarely told that a hotel is full, so that traveling in America is without one of those great perils to which it is subject in Europe.
Turn to the next chapter: CHAPTER XV. LITERATURE.

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Macchiatos (above) I have a real thing for them right now. I think it's the heat and caffeine kick which you need to get going on a chilly morning, but it's not so heavy like a cappuccino, which is good now that we're coming into Spring.
Being able to get up when it's not pitch black outside. I really can't function in the mornings without natural light!
Visiting Oxford for a couple of days. I saw a lot of classic student style about the town, especially this guy with the long grey coat and battered brown briefcase. So vintage.
My epic last meal before giving up meat for Lent - pancakes with bacon, warm fruits, yoghurt and maple syrup, with just a sprinkling of icing sugar for decoration.
So, I was at a climbing competition on Sunday, and on reaching the top of a climb, I fell and landed on my ankle. it isn't broken, but is severely sprained, so I'm currently on crutches and have a "Beckham boot" on. Finding it a little difficult to accessorize, but otherwise I'm doing fine. maybe I'll do a few outfit posts on what to wear with crutches!

industry_corpus2: Others


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Top Gear Driver Training New Zealand Ltd. is a fast developing company dedicated to driver training in New Zealand.
Due to an extensive development program within the company there are business opportunities available in most areas throughout New Zealand.
If you would like to register an expression an interest please e-mail topgear@drivingschool.net.nz with your personal details together with your contact telephone numbers.
In line with the business development program Top Gear Driving School often has openings for good Driving Instructors within the Auckland, Hamilton , wellington otago and Christchurch region.The people that we look for are self motivated, energetic and willing to work.
Our instructors work on contract giving the right person the opportunity to earn a good income. It is an opportunity to become self employed and operate as your own business with the support of a strong team and brand behind you.

industry_corpus2: Subject Education


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Tuesday, September 15 we’ll welcome friends from CLAIM (Chicago Legal Advocacy for Incarcerated Mothers) to Change in Action: People & Prisons.
Check out these videos created by the talented students in Laurie Little’s Documenting Social Injustice class at Columbia College Chicago.
This fall Chicago Books to Women in Prison will be collaborating with DocSocIn students. Stay tuned for more!


text: Red Sox manager John Farrell met with five veterans for 45 minutes before Sunday's series finale against the Rangers in an attempt to halt this latest losing streak at two games. The players in attendance, according to the Providence Journal, were David Ortiz, Dustin Pedroia, Hanley Ramirez, Mike Napoli, and Pablo Sandoval. "There was a group of guys that I had in to talk about a number of things," Farrell said. "I guess the short version of it would be for us to play with some aggressiveness and some smarts inside the game situation. Without getting too detailed. But it was an opportunity to meet with our veteran group, to reemphasize the importance of the role that they provide to the younger players and how they go about and execute inside the game." The meeting -- at least the third of the season -- came in response to the team's worst effort of the year in an 8-0 loss to the Rangers on Saturday night. The Red Sox made a half dozen mental or physical errors while also getting no-hit into the sixth inning by right-hander Chi Chi Gonzalez in his big league debut. At 22-28, the Red Sox rank last in the American League East. Their minus-47 run differential projects to a record of 20-30. Rather than maintain the status quo, Farrell called on his veterans and made it clear that as leaders of the team, others will follow their example. "Well, I guess the best way to describe it is that there was an opportunity for them to speak," Farrell said. "I wanted to get their feedback, I wanted to give them some additional expectations that exist, some ideas that I think need to be carried out, and it was a chance to talk through those and what do we do going forward." Farrell was the only member of the coaching staff in attendance. "You're always looking for opportunities to identify things and make changes or adjustments as you feel is the right way to go," he said. "Ultimately it comes about how we go out and play the game in a smart way, but yet not be what I thought last night was a very tentative approach to the game."

industry_corpus2: Sports


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We are a custom home and remodel company serving the greater Houston area. Whether you’re planning to build your dream house, remodel your kitchen, bathroom, or any area in your house, we can help make your vision come true.
We thrive to make our customers happy exceeding their expectations and staying within the budget. Also, as a responsible company, we like to put back into our community and the environment. Take a look at our Building Green initiative.
Turn your aspirations and ideas into a home that started as a dream.
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Black and White Construction is a premier general home contractor in Houston, TX, specializing in custom home building, new construction, home and office renovation, home and office additions, large structure repairs, and kitchen and bathroom remodeling in Houston.
We are amongst the most sought after new home builders in Houston owing to our attention to detail, quality craftsmanship, and open line of communication. With every project that we successfully deliver, we support the idea that we are not just here to put up walls – our role is to keep your vision central to the building or remodeling process. This is the reason we are one of the fastest growing and most trusted modern home builders in Houston.
Our objective as a luxury home builder in Houston, TX is to make the construction process a truly enjoyable experience for all our clients. We work together with our clients to ensure that we deliver their new home or a remodeled kitchen or bathroom on budget and on time. Starting before we even install the foundation and all the way to handing over the keys, our aim is to deliver smiles and peace of mind.
We work with the utmost integrity to create homes that exude elegance. We have put together a team of premier architects and top-notch custom craftsmen that seamlessly manage the building process and bring it to a speedy completion. All the while not compromising in the least bit with the quality you expect from us. We believe in creating homes and custom spaces that are beyond compare.
At Black and White Construction, we always work towards maintaining a conjunctive partnership with our clients. Our services are structured to help you in every aspect of decision making concerning the design, development, construction, and finishing processes. We listen to you, identify your individual needs and style, and put our experience and skills to work. We turn those ideas and style into spaces that are a true reflection of the home you envision for yourself.
We are a home builder and renovation contractor in Houston that approaches every project with an artistic eye. We hope to have the pleasure of bringing your home building or remodeling project to life soon.
Greg and his team were excellent in my opinion. I felt very comfortable with Greg front the first time he came out to review my project. He was prompt, responsive and courteous. The quality of work his team and him preformed was excellent, they cleaned up daily and respected my neighbors. The project moved quickly and all of the delays were due to my indecision.


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Today Capital Alpha reported that U.S. District Court Justice James Boasberg held a status hearing to discuss the Dakota Access Pipeline lawsuit, Standing Rock Sioux v. U.S. Army Corps of Engineers.
During the meeting, Army Corps counsel Matthew Marinelli said that the Corps “will announce next steps or a path forward” on the easement “within a matter of days.” When pressed about whether that would be a yes/no decision on the easement by Boasberg, Marinelli declined to elaborate.
Following a significant period of time already spent on review, the Corps of Engineers should feel confident in their original assessment of no significant impact and approve the final easement so construction on the Dakota Access Pipeline can be completed.


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What Are the Elements of a Total Rewards System?
A total rewards system comprises all the efforts that an employer can use in recruiting, motivating and keeping employees. According to the Grameen Foundation, a total rewards system includes five elements: compensation, benefits, professional development, recognition and work-life balance.
Compensation refers to the various ways an employee earns money from the company. It typically consists of a base salary or hourly wage but can also include profit sharing and bonuses. Benefits refer to both mandatory programs and employer options. Mandatory programs include worker’s compensation and Social Security, while employer options include paid vacation time and pension programs.
Professional development encompasses a broad spectrum of learning and advancement opportunities, such as tuition reimbursement, mentoring and defined advancement tracks. For example, a business might cover the costs for everyone in a department to receive access to a relevant online course. Recognition ranges from an individual acknowledgement of work well done to a formal recognition program, such as an employee of the month or year program. Formal programs often include incentives, such as a plaque or prize.
Work-life balance refers to providing employees a chance to meet their personal obligations or goals. For example, some employers allow employees to come in early or leave late, so they can get their kids on the bus or attend their child’s events. Employers might also establish volunteer programs, offer a childcare subsidy or provide stress-management resources.


text: Our customer orientation skills have earned us recognition locally, regionally and internationally. In the year 2012, Sound Creation Ltd. received an award from AITEC Africa and Allen & Heath in recognition of excellence in service delivery and equipment distribution respectively. In 2013, the company received another award from Allen & Heath for being the best in sales and customer support in East Africa region. This has been guided by relentlessly pursuing our vision of being the best in Africa.

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Protect your business, property, employees, and family in Chapel Hill, NC with a video surveillance camera, even when you're not around.
After having numerous items go missing, this business owner decided he needed to do something about it. See why this customer chose Business Improvement Technologies above other competitors in Chapel Hill, NC.
Having a system that isn't up to date can hinder your safety and prevent the police from gaining useful evidence. Find out how this man made the right decision by choosing Business Improvement Technologies in Chapel Hill, NC.
Business Improvement Technologies in Chapel Hill, NC gives you the power to change temperature settings, lock doors, arm your alarm system, program your lights, and more with our mobile app. Business Improvement Technologies's mobile app gives you the power to be in complete control of your home or business.

industry_corpus2: Technology & Research


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If LWE’s top 10 albums of the year list proves anything, it’s that 2012 was a great year for fearlessly experimental dance music. A rising tide of artists treated their LPs as audacious testaments to the possible rather than a convenient way to collect singles and some filler. It was such a good year, in fact, that many great albums from the likes of Cooly G, Redshape, Moritz Von Oswald Trio, Demdike Stare, Legowelt, Voices From the Lake, Bee Mask, Dean Blunt & Inga Copeland, Tin Man, Ricardo Villalobos, Silent Servant, and many more didn’t even make our list. These, then, when all is said and done with 2012, were the 10 albums which proved their worth to our dedicated editorial staff.
Over the course of this year, I’ve spent a lot of time immersed in Mark Stewart’s third and most accomplished album, Reform Club. For a long time, I struggled to identify its core quality — that which makes it special. There are plenty to choose from: the album’s elegant, string-like timbres, its disarmingly simple arrangements, and its incredible sense of coherence, to name a few. But there was something more elusive. With hindsight, it’s an attribute which has always lurked within the folds of the Mancunian’s creations, from his first few releases on Ai Records, to his prolific period with Modern Love, and now at his new home, Delsin. Fragile, tender, or even defeated; call it whatever you like, but Reform Club explored the boundaries of this quality with a totality and maturity that even Metanarrative, Stewart’s previous LP, did not. Tracks such as the aching, piano-led “Still Here” and the weary “Quiet Life” best exemplified this approach, though it was also audible in upbeat cuts like “It’s Getting Late” and “Reformed.” Most techno is so robust, so assured of itself. Where it’s concerned with extracting man from machine, too often that man is virile, exuberant, manic. And while these may all be human feelings too, they’re not nearly as personal as the resigned sense of heartache Reform Club seems to communicate.
Α lot of great albums this year…Missed SS, DD, and Robert Hood on this list, but very good picks nonetheless!
It’s really nice that you share your ethereal/experimental records list. Now I want a really techno/house one. Thank you.
A better list than most I’ve seen, but no Robert Hood?!?!
10 albums but only 5 eps (with sorta pointless restrictions) in yer run down of the year?
Some good choices in here, no way was the Actress album better than the Jujus tho; fan of both too.
All five EPs were written up by Chris by himself, who was also tackling the top artists list, while the albums list was contributed to by the whole staff. Had to keep things reasonable.
Nice list but no individual staff charts this year? 10 albums is too few for this year.
Individual staff lists will be published next Monday.

industry_corpus2: Film & Entertainment


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June 22 (CRICKETNMORE) - Sri Lanka captain Dinesh Chandimal, coach Chandika Hathurusinghe and manager Asanka Gurusinha have admitted to breaching Article 2.3.1, a Level 3 offence, which relates to “conduct that is contrary to the spirit of the game”.
Following their admission, the ICC, in accordance with Article 5.2 of the ICC Code of Conduct, has appointed The Hon Michael Beloff QC as the Judicial Commissioner to hear the case to determine the appropriate sanction.
Mr. Beloff has been appointed as the Judicial Commissioner to hear Mr. Chandimal’s appeal against the match referee’s decision for changing the condition of the ball and, as per Article 5.2.3, will use Friday’s hearing in that appeal to hold a preliminary hearing to establish the procedural schedule on the Level 3 charges.
The three were charged by the ICC Chief Executive David Richardson on Tuesday for their involvement in the Sri Lankan cricket team’s refusal to take to the field in St Lucia at the start of Saturday’s play, which caused a two-hour delay in the start of play.
This action was alleged to amount to a serious breach of the Laws of Cricket and to be contrary to the spirit of the game.


text: Smart Tails Easi- Grip yellow handle range will give you the show ring finish in minutes with zero discomfort to your horse and safe for you to use too. It takes blades that are replaceable or interchangeable as needed. If you are looking for that smart professional “pulled” look or just want more definition and less bulk to the mane or tail, then choose from either coarse, medium, fine or super fine grades depending on the finish. Use evenly down the sides of the tail starting at the top and working down, blend into a tapered look towards the end of the dock. If you are not sure of the finish you would like, do a bit each day and then damp down and tail bandage for an hour or so. Check and then do a bit more until you get the finish you require. If you want a more natural finish and just looking tidy, choose a coarse or a medium grade. For a closer finish choose fine, although a medium may be needed to start with if the tail is very thick.


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In comparison to spinal fusion surgery, potential benefits of artificial disc technology may include more spine mobility after surgery and less stress on adjacent discs. While cervical artificial discs have been shown to preserve motion at the operated segment in most patients, their effectiveness in reducing the rate symptomatic adjacent disc problems has not been established.
If you have degeneration affecting more than one disc, segmental instability or any type of metabolic or hereditary/acquired bone disease, you are not a candidate for this surgery. This surgery is not recommended in patients who have undergone prior spinal fusion/surgical procedures at the same or adjacent cervical levels.
During surgery, the patient is under general anesthesia and a small incision is made in the front of the neck. Through this opening, the affected disc is removed and replaced. The average hospital stay, postoperatively, is one to two days. Although a similar artificial cervical disc has been used in Europe since 2004, there is very little information available on the number of surgeries performed to date.
Some of the potential risks of artificial disc surgery are common to many other types of surgery, in particular spine surgeries. Although some patients who have undergone spinal fusion surgeries need revision surgeries, they are generally less problematic than those after artificial disc surgery. There is much debate among the medical community about the efficacy of artificial cervical disc surgery.
Implanted metal alloys release metallic ions into the body (especially those devices with metal-on-metal articulating surfaces). The long-term effect of these ions on the spine is currently unknown. Long-term patient monitoring is essential to properly assess how effective and safe artificial disc surgery is in comparison to spinal fusion surgery. While the artificial disc is groundbreaking, new technologies are in development that may have the potential to improve upon this surgical technique.