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The 1066 Country festival programme spans the whole year. February kicks it off with Rye Bay Scallop Week showcasing the most delicious scallop dishes, Hastings Fat Tuesday – the UK's biggest Mardi Gras celebration – and the International Piano Concerto Festival.
As spring arrives, Pashley Manor goes all out for its Tulip Festival, with more than 35,000 coming into bloom in late April.
The May bank holiday weekend sees Hastings deck itself in ribbons, leaves and green facepaint for the Jack in the Green festival, culminating on the Monday when the town's population chase a giant tree up the West Hill and slay him to release the spirit of summer. Simultaneously – and perhaps incongruously – thousands of motorbikes roar into Hastings at the end of the Mayday Run, and congregate on the seafront.
In June the Cycling Festival takes place in Bexhill and Hastings, with a series of fun cycling activities. There's also the Midsummer Fish Festival in Hastings, a weekend of delicious fish dishes, workshops and live music.
July hosts Pirate Day, where thousands of bloodthirsty pirates descend upon Hastings, which currently holds the Guinness World Record for 'largest gathering of pirates in one place'.
Carnival season begins in July in Bexhill, with a week of events including a party in the park and a shop fancy dress competition. Over in Battle, the Scarecrow Festival is in full swing. Then the Hastings Old Town Carnival Week follows in August, including open houses and gardens, the famous Pram Race, Seaboot Race and Bike Race, and ending with the carnival procession.
Rye hosts its International Jazz Festival in August, with a packed programme of headline concerts, free outdoor music stage and fringe events spanning jazz, blues, RnB, soul, Latin, Cuban and funk.
England's Medieval Festival takes place in Herstmonceux over the August bank holiday, an immersive three-day celebration of the Middle Ages. The month is rounded off by Hastings Litfest, a celebration of writers and writing of all kinds.
In September the Coastal Currents art festival sees a wide range of art exhibitions, performances and events throughout Hastings and St Leonards, and surrounding areas. Also this month we celebrate the sea with two delicious festivals, Bexhill Festival of the Sea and the Hastings Seafood & Wine Festival.
The Rye Arts Festival spans two weeks in September, a feast of cultural activities from literary talks to concerts and immersive theatre. This is followed by the month-long Battle Festival of arts and music in October.
Hastings Week commemmorates the anniversary of the famous battle on 14 October 1066, and includes a Classic Car Show, National Town Criers Championship, Battle of Hastings Re-enactment and the grand finale of the Hastings Bonfire Torchlight Procession.
October is bonfire season throughout 1066 Country, with Battle holding its own bonfire celebrations shortly after Hastings, and Robertsbridge and Rye bringing the season to a spectacular close.
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The theme for third Hastings Pride is 'heroes'. Now, more than ever, we need to come together to celebrate our differences.
A celebration of writing and writers, featuring workshops, talks, interactive sessions and more.
Chill out at the Rye International Jazz Festival, a boutique music festival presenting world class international artistes and talent from across the region.
This year's event will be somewhat different, due to Covid-19. It is not a 'festival' in the usual sense, but instead a weekend celebration of Medieval England.
This combination of two fantastic events strives to honour the deep maritime history we embrace here in Rye. Proud to be a Cinque Port Town, we welcome locals and visitors from all over to join us in celebrating.
A brilliant weekend event next to the De La Warr Pavilion highlighting local produce and seafood cuisine.
A packed fortnight of opera, classical and contemporary music, drama, walks, authors, performers and artists.
The month-long arts and music festival is running throughout October in Battle, East Sussex, drawing visitors from throughout the UK, Europe and the US.
We are back for the fifth installment of Hastings Oktoberfes, under a marquee at Horntye Park, with social distancing in place. Expect all the usual shenanigans alongside great German beer & bratwurst.
A week long celebration to commemorate the anniversary of the Battle of Hastings on 14 October 1066.
This year's Storytelling Festival will be delivered digitally rather than through public-facing events, due to Covid-19.
Sea shanty-fuelled festival where you can discover more about this undervalued but versatile fish, herring.
St Leonards on Sea
A day of free family fun by the sea in this beautiful East Sussex seaside Victorian resort town.
Line up: Artful Dodger, Baby D, General Levy + many more.
The spectacular torchlit procession, starting from The Stade, bonfire and fireworks commemorate the Battle of Hastings, as well as the traditional gunpowder plot.


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Compared to the rest of the nation, how distracted are Arizona drivers?
PHOENIX — More than 60 percent of people use their phones at least once while driving – meaning, as of the last Census count, 69 million drivers use their phone behind the wheel each day, according to Zendrive.
The driving analytics group studied the driving habits of 4.5 million people in the United States to find how much distracted driving occurs.
It found that our of every hour, drivers average 1-minute, 52-seconds on their phone. However, when cutting out the data of people who don't use their phones while driving, users are on for 3-minutes, 40-seconds of every hour.
This is a 10-second increase from the 2017 study.
Arizona is ranked No. 16 overall, meaning drivers use their phones less than 34 states in the country (and Washington, D.C.).
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Oregon has the lowest percent on a phone at 5.24 percent, and Mississippi is the highest at 7.97 percent.
Zendrive also compared 22 metropolitan areas. Of those, the Phoenix area – including Mesa and Scottsdale – was right in the middle at No. 11.
Drivers in the Valley average 6.66 percent of driving time on their phone. Seattle was the lowest city observed, at 5.70 percent, and Houston was the highest at 7.84 percent.
The greatest time of phone use in Phoenix occurs between 7 p.m. and 2 a.m.
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Android users average one-minute per hour.
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Montclair BOE superintendent search continues
The Montclair Board of Education continues its search for full-time superintendent with the plan to find one to start by July 2018.
- The Montclair Board of Education continues its search for full-time superintendent.
Montclair Board of Education President Laura Hertzog was blunt in her assessment of the board's search for a new full-time schools superintendent for the Montclair School District at the June 7 BOE meeting.
"Here's where we are as of today. We have not had a successful search … we have not found the candidate to present to the public," Hertzog said.
Hertzog said that a candidate will not be found by the time the schools start up again in September.
She said later that there be a "soft reopen" of the search starting this summer, with two more consultants from educational executive search firm Hazard, Young, Attea and Associates helping out in the search with no extra cost to the district. Last autumn, the board retained the firm to carry out the search.
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Hertzog then said the hope is that the new search will cast an ever-wider net for a candidate, and that an offer will be made in January 2018 to the person chosen. That person would start as superintendent in July 2018.
Currently at the helm of the school system is interim Schools Superintendent Barbara Pinsak, who started on the job on March 17. She took over from Ron Bolandi, who stepped down on March 16 after nearly two years in the interim superintendent post.
Hertzog also said during the meeting that Pinsak has agreed to stay on in the district into the next school year.
The district has not had a full-time superintendent since Penny MacCormack left the post in April 2015 after having served for more than 2.5 years.
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They asked for suggestions for a name for the group and all I've got is Ladies Who Lanch. Which is kinda funny only if you watched The Office a bunch of times and remember a random short joke about the "Launch Party".
Some vague info about the group: we're located in Los Angeles. Some of us already know each other-it's basically some friend groups who have one friend in common coming together. We're all pretty nerdy (as far as I know).
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Tasty support for Vets Memorial
Thanks to some caring and patriotic individuals, many exciting things are happening at the site of the Blooming Prairie Veterans Memorial, says Tom Peterson, chairman of the Veterans Memorial Committee.
Some of that generosity and patriotism was demonstrated on Sunday, Sept. 29 at a fundraising breakfast hosted by the Blooming Prairie Servicemen's Club.
The breakfast was served from 9 a.m. to 12 noon. A freewill offering was asked. The menu featured pancakes, French toast, scrambled eggs, sausages, orange juice, milk and coffee.
A silent auction was also held, with theme baskets and food items for sale.
Marilyn Meshke and Sandy Jones chaired the breakfast.
All proceeds from the breakfast will be channeled to the BP Veterans Memorial.
In other Veterans Memorial news, the Blooming Prairie Veterans Memorial Committee has placed an order for a beautiful, black granite for Walls IV, V and VI.
Each wall will have 96 pavers surrounding a 4 x 5 foot mural depicting veterans in the Vietnam War, the Korean War and World War II. The granite will be shipped here in the spring of 2020.
There is still plenty of room on the Memorial for additional wall pavers. If anyone would like to reserve a wall paver for a veteran, feel free to contact Peterson at 507-456-2017 to get the process started.
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Sorry for the lack of news. Aside from my previous excuses of (chiefly) fatherhood and other issues delaying my progress in updating the asset pack, I now have another reason for the slow progress.
I have a job. Not another freelance short-term contract type of job but a full-time position as Video Games Development teacher at Totton College, near where I live in the South of England.
It all happened very quickly as their previous teacher left abruptly just before the start of the teaching year. Apparently he was quite inexperienced and a recent university graduate himself. I heard about the job on a Friday, interviewed for the position on the Monday and started work on the following Thursday. So my head is still spinning. I'm trying to adjust to the new circumstances as I've never taught at this level before: university – yes; college – no. I need to get on top of things so I can plan the year's units and start teaching to a plan. At the moment I'm teaching by instinct and simply throwing information at the students.
Speaking of which, the students are great, the college is great, the facilities are excellent and the staff are very friendly and helpful.
So what kind of impact will this have on my Unity Store assets? Well, I was nearing the point of being able to release a new version with PBR shader assets but I didn't quite get to making all the new texture versions. That will now be delayed a few weeks as I shift priority to getting on top of this job. Once I do then I'll try and get the new PBR version out there.
Longer term I think it means that I will have to plan my releases to coincide with the long-ish holidays that this job affords. I'm using the assets as a teaching tool and as such I'll build on it and expand the asset family over time to help the students and my paying customers. Luckily for me the college course I'm teaching uses Unity3D. Hurrah!


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2019 marks the 70th anniversary of the first publication of George Orwell's dystopian novel Nineteen Eighty-Four.
This blog looks at some of the characters in the novel. Other blogs look at the main themes, screen adaptations and suggested topics for discussion.
To encourage wide learning and debate about Nineteen Eighty-Four, Festival of Ideas is creating a mass reading group in Bristol with the distribution of 1,000 free copies of the book. If you have not yet read the novel, you may wish to save this blog until you have done so as it contains some plot spoilers.
Winston Smith
Winston Smith is in his late 30s, but seems older with his varicose veins, false teeth and a hacking cough. His poor health is partly attributable to the meagre diet and periods of acute hunger that he's known since childhood. He is plagued by 'the interminable restless monologue that had been running inside his head, literally for years'. He works in the Ministry of Truth where he rewrites archived editions of the Times to reflect the current situation: adjusting a paragraph in a past speech by Big Brother that would show his predictions were accurate; making the original figures for the Ninth Three-Year Plan agree with the newest ones. Although he is troubled by the way in which evidence of the past is systematically destroyed, Winston is good at his work and it is his 'greatest pleasure in life'.
Most of it was tedious routine, but included in it were also jobs so difficult and intricate that you could lose yourself in them as in the depths of a mathematical problem – delicate pieces of forgery in which you had nothing to guide you except your knowledge of the principles of Ingsoc and your estimate of what the Party wanted you to say.
Winston struggles to recall memories of his own past, but they only appear as 'a series of bright-lit tableaux' or as recurrent bad dreams focussed on his mother. Both his parents, along with a baby sister, had 'been swallowed up in one of the first great purges of the 'fifties'. Nothing is illegal in Oceania 'since there were no longer any laws', but he knows from what little he understands about how the Party operates that he too is fated to be detected and punished, and eventually to disappear. He's nervous of the police foot-patrols and helicopters and of exposing his unorthodoxy by an uncontrolled facial expression or behaviour. Yet he can't resist the little acts of rebellion that begin with the purchase of a diary to record his private thoughts and progress to an affair with a younger woman. Through him we experience the feel of 'gritty dark-brown soap', 'a greasy metal tray' in the ministry canteen and blunt razor blades; the smell of boiled cabbage, dirty clothes and old rag mats; the taste of 'pinkish-grey stew' and the oily Victory gin; and the futility of trying to resist the emotions raised by the Two Minutes Hate.
Julia is in her late 20s and, unlike Winston, has a cheerful, bold and enthusiastic approach to life. Winston takes an instant dislike to her 'because of the atmosphere of hockey-fields and cold baths and community hikes and general clean-mindedness which she managed to carry about with her'. She changes during their brief affair from a good-humoured seductress who has had scores of lovers and is out for some defiant fun, to a loving companion hoping she can resist any pressure to betray him. She's confident their love will survive whatever the authorities may do to them and that she can beat the system. Winston reflects:
She did not understand that there was no such thing as happiness, that the only victory lay in the far future, long after you were dead, that from the moment of declaring war on the Party it was better to think of yourself as a corpse.
Julia works in the Fiction Department at the Ministry of Truth, operating and maintaining the novel-writing machines. She enjoys her work as she 'was fond of using her hands' but 'she was not interested in the finished product'. She doesn't try to analyse the Party or agonise over her missing or contradictory memories: 'the difference between truth and falsehood did not seem important to her'.
She hated the Party, and said so in the crudest words, but she made no general criticism of it. Except where it touched upon her own life she had no interest in Party doctrine… Any kind of organised revolt against the Party, which was bound to be a failure, struck her as stupid. The clever thing was to break the rules and stay alive all the same.
O'Brien is a high-ranking Inner Party official who seduces Winston into defying Big Brother. He is described as 'a large, burly man with a thick neck and a coarse, humorous, brutal face'. Winston is attracted by 'the contrast between O'Brien's urbane manner and his prizefighter's physique'. He is even more attracted by 'a secretly-held belief – or perhaps not even a belief, merely a hope – that O'Brien's political orthodoxy was not perfect'.
The Parsons family
Winston's neighbours in the shabby apartment block called Victory Mansions include the Parsons family. Mrs Parsons is a 'colourless, crushed-looking woman'. She is bullied by her children, who Winston sees as being like tiger cubs who 'will soon grow up into man-eaters'. The boy has a look of 'calculating ferocity'. Mr Parsons works with Winston at the ministry. He is described as 'a fattish but active man of paralysing stupidity, a mass of imbecile enthusiasms'. He is a slightly comic figure, in contrast to his frightened wife, 'invariably [reverting] to shorts when a community hike or any other physical activity gave him an excuse for doing so'. Parsons is particularly proud of his children's commitment to the Spies. Winston thinks Mr Parsons' stupidity will keep him safe from the Thought Police – unlike Mrs Parsons – but underestimates the extent to which anyone might be at risk of denouncement, arrest and vaporisation.
The proles
The society of Oceania is divided into three main classes: the Inner Party, an upper-class elite represented by O'Brien; the Outer Party, a middle class of skilled and semi-skilled workers, represented by Winston and his colleagues; and the working-class proles. The proles are considered less than human but relatively harmless by the Party: 'So long as they continued to work and breed, their other activities were without importance'. They are not Party members and 'nobody cares what the proles say'.
Winston sees them as the hope for the future, as the Party will never be overthrown from within, and alternatively sentimentalises and despairs of them. They are described as 'those swarming disregarded masses, 85 per cent of the population of Oceania'. During a wander through the crowded streets in a prole's district of the city, he is momentarily overjoyed when he thinks he is witnessing the outbreak of a riot against the state, only to realise as he gets closer that it's a dispute over a saucepan, one of many scarce items hard to obtain. Later he has a frustrating conversation with a prole in his 80s who fails to answer Winston's questions satisfactorily about what life was really like before the Revolution. 'The old man's memory was nothing but a rubbish-heap of details'.
Cover image for blog: publicity image for Michael Radford's Nineteen Eighty-Four starring Richard Burton as O'Brien and John Hurt as Winston Smith.
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During the Festival of the Future City we have a session on 'Orwell and Nineteen Eighty-Four Today' with Jake Chapman, Sarah Ditum, Dorian Lynskey, Jean Seaton and Ece Temelkuran. It takes place on 17 October. Further details and booking link.
As part of the film programme of the Festival of the Future City, we are showing Michael Radford's screen version of Nineteen Eighty Four, starring John Hurt and Richard Burton, on 19 October at Watershed. Further details and booking link. We are grateful to BFI for its support for this film screening.


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aaiiee! krix, you took the words right out of my mouth. touch and taste. somebody get me a fan, it's HOT in here...Posted by: Lori on October 6, 2002 10:43 AM
My God Girl,are you trying to kill me here? Now I'm looking for that old pack of smokes I stashed somewhere. Now where the hell did I put them?
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DAAAAMMMMNNNNN........Posted by: Tyler on October 6, 2002 02:16 PM
Ohhh! I like.....now I don't feel so bad about my belly scars!Posted by: Da Goddess on October 6, 2002 04:37 PM
Thanks ladies, every bit of him is its own inspiration.Posted by: krix on October 6, 2002 06:44 PM
Very good!
Way to go duder!Posted by: Keanuette on October 7, 2002 11:03 AM
mmm, belly scar poetry. love it. the scar and the poem. =)Posted by: kat on October 7, 2002 02:25 PM
This is a favorite because the words just flowed one Sunday morning. One day I'd like to recite this in a coffeehouse.
Krix, fantastic poem, do you have a photo showing how the scar looks below the navel? You can always e-mail me.Posted by: janice on January 5, 2003 04:20 AM


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Last time we worked on a "Favorite Five" with Counter Intelligence's Melissa McCart, I ended up chasing yuzu all over the metro area before finding the juice at Hana Market. This time, thankfully, our mission involved a list of ingredients that would make even the most ardent locavore smile. The biggest challenge would be showing off the wonderful spring flavors to their best advantages.
When Melissa emailed us the list of ingredients that chef Barry Koslow of Tallula selected, we knew we wanted to participate again. Koslow's five were a veritable all-star list of the early spring farmer's market:
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Since we'd been eagerly awaiting most of these ingredients ourselves, it would be super-easy to work them into a dinner for the challenge.
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As tensions continue to build up over Iran's nuclear programme, the Russian military is bracing for a possible spill over of a large-scale conflict into Russia's southern regions.
Russia's highest ranking military officer has warned of a possible attack against Iran in the next few months.
"Iran, of course, is a sore spot. I think some kind of decision [to attack it] will be made probably closer to summer," General Nikolai Makarov, head of the Russian General Staff, told a press conference in Moscow. He added that Iran was capable of giving "a sharp repulse" to the attack.
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Electric Chip Scuttle • 1-piece pressed work top in stainless steel (2mm for 700 evolution - 1,5mm for 700 evolution with smooth rounded corners • Exterior panels in stainless steel with Scotch-Brite finishing • 1-piece side and rear panels for durability and maximum stability • Right-angled, laser cut side edges for flush fitting of units • Perforated false bottom to drain excess oil into the well basin • Infrared heating lamp positioned on the back of the unit • On/off switch • Suitable for GN 1/1 containers, max. height 150mm.the modular cooking range born from the genius and passion of five generations of chefs.With over 200 models, gas and electric functions, the two lines - 700 evolution respectively 700mm in depth, offer the greatest flexibility and adaptability to any kind of kitchen space. The latest innovation, unique on the market: a series of high performing cooking appliances that can be combined with the flexible dual-temperature ref-freezer base. The ideal solution to have all the ingredients you need to cook immediately and in huge quantities spending less energy.Past, experience, inspiration When I go to a restaurant I consider two fundamental things: the first one is to meet the chef, the second is to visit his kitchen. There, I search for experience: I would never sit at a table without knowing that behind every dish, there is a tradition of success, passion for one's own job and reliability; a history of values. But I also look for innovation, solutions that reflect logics and processes in tune with the passing of time; high performing, flexible and simple products. I saw my first Virtus kitchen when I was a child, in a small restaurant in front of my house: it was supplied with a big black cast iron plate and white enamel doors with silver writing. That kitchen was linked to an important destiny, the story of a man who had a dream, and he realized it, speaking about innovation, as "a combination of enthusiasm, loyalty, aggressiveness and belief, which is inspired by confidence in our organization and products, and faith in our success and our future" (Axel Wenner-Gren, founder of Virtus, 1908). Evolution always originates from a special recipe. It is a long and passionate path, a deep awareness of the 'rules of art', without which there is no innovation, just improvisation. It is called experience: the willingness to emphasize the past while building the future. Today, that's what inspires the research of Virtus in the professional foodservice industry: the design of solid kitchens, which can last forever, thus satisfying the requirements of five generations of chefs for more than a century, by means of highly performing, easy to use and green solutions. Future, evolution, innovation XP, the Virtus modular cooking range, born from experience as a source of inspiration and trust in a long tradition as 'professional kitchen specialists'. When I look at it, I realize that the years - I won't tell you how many – have passed also for me, and that times have changed since I was a child, when I peeked at that old enamel stove surrounded by thousands of pans and cookware in the heart of that kitchen, where the flames were the chef's favourites, the real queens… XP, with its features, dimensions and functions, immediately shows its main purpose: to integrate the demand of modern cuisine with the evolution of the cooking methods and food styles (sustainability, multiculturalism, health and wellness, …), meeting the requests for modularity and versatility, which is more and more differentiated, and demands highly performing and durable equipment. From environments like pubs and Quick Service Restaurants, searching for optimal cooking performances often in reduced spaces, to high productivity kitchens, without forgetting the requirements of chefs and kitchen brigades, looking for simplicity and efficiency. Trust the experience, rely on the Virtus knowledge, feel confident with XP, the modular cooking range born from the genius and passion of five generations of chefs. I nearly forgot to tell you who I am… My name is Franco Patol, born in Stoke on Trent (Staffordshire, UK) in 1958, and since 2005 Virtus Executive Chef.
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True loyalty requires passion. A customer who won't switch brands for a better price has an emotional connection to the brand, not a rational one. People rationalize their loyalty by saying the product is higher quality, or the company has better customer service. But quality and service are situational, transactional and very difficult to measure. For a customer, loyalty comes down to feelings. It's trust in the people you're doing business with and the certainty the product you're buying will perform as promised. Those feelings began the moment the customer chose to engage with your people, products and company. From that point on, every transaction and engagement either nourished or diminished those feelings.
Loyalty programs are designed to keep customers coming back again and again and differentiate or defend a sponsor from competitors. Just look at the numbers:
$48,000,000,000 in loyalty program award points are dispensed annually according to Colloquy. That doesn't even count couponing, discounts or customer gifts.
3,800,000,000 U.S. individual loyalty program memberships. The US Census Bureau says 323 million Americans live in 117 million US households. That means every American averages nearly 12 loyalty program memberships and each household is enrolled in 32 programs.
The lion's share of the investment in a loyalty program is spent on rewards. Yet, many sponsors forget the importance of the reward delivery experience. What does it say when you don't recognize someone's preferred customer status when they redeem their points? What are you communicating when the item they saved so long for arrives in a plain brown box?
Hinda understands the importance of the experience of receiving an award. When done correctly, it reinforces a customer's emotional connection with the company. The reward delivery experience must show appreciation for their patronage and help reinforce the brand promise. Delivering their award in a special box or packaging that includes a thank you card from an executive makes the experience memorable. A follow-up call from customer service to verify delivery and their satisfaction with their award helps remind the customer why they like doing business with a company that cares while promoting their continued support.
One of our clients, a global financial organization with over 7,000,000 active members leverages their reward delivery experience to make it a celebration and demonstrate appreciation with each redemption.
Members receive a special personalized confirmation email thanking them immediately after placing their order.
Awards are shipped in a special box sized specifically for the item to reduce the likelihood of damage during shipment and wrapped in specially branded "thank you" tape.
Each award is sent with a personalized card inside reminding the member of their importance to the sponsor, reinforcing the brand and maintaining the emotional tie by showing appreciation for the customer.
Today's loyalty practitioners must seek out every opportunity to enhance the relationship with their customers. Each chance to surprise and delight a customer is another opportunity to deepen the emotional bonds tying them to you. Making the reward delivery special is a low cost way to enhance the brand experience for your loyal customer and doesn't just keep them purchasing from you, but helps create an advocate to refer others as well.
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I am very big on market research especially when dealing with government contracts. A great tool to determine what's going on with your competitors is through the GSA sales query. The sales query is a report of sales for current GSA contract holders this is available to the public and it can give you an idea of two things; 1. What sales are in the agency for your commodity, 2. What your competitors sales look like.
One of the good things about a GSA contract is the contract holders are required to reported their sales by the end of each quarter, you are also required to report even if you have had no sales for that quarter. So if you have accumulated zero dollars you need to report zero dollars for that quarter. The dates to report are four times a year; January 1, April 1, July 1, and October 1 of every year during the tenure of your contract. Take a look at how you can perform research on GSA's Sales Queries:
■ You can find the sales query website at http://ssq.gsa.gov.
■ Once you register you will be prompted to another screen that list at least 12 report formats, you may search
by SIN, schedule, contractor and so on, make a selection and proceed.
■ As you have made a decision on what type of report that your interested in and selected the required fields
you will be prompted to create a report.
Compiling a sales query is a three step process that involves no difficulty, but you need to create reports regularly to keep up with the progress of sales in your commodity within your business and your competitor's businesses as well.
The GSA schedule process is very intimidating to anyone who doesn't understand federal government protocol. If you are properly guided this task can become a part of your road map to business growth. If you are struggling with your GSA proposal or any of it's processes contact Ilene, your GSA Proposal Maven so we can discuss how I can assist you with your contract and growing your business in the federal market.


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I helped her to secure a feature in every national newspaper in the UK.
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She was offered a magazine feature with a well known UK women's magazine.
And secured more media for this year.
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Better financially, physically, mentally, and spiritually.
I do this in the hope that you would do likewise to the next "wealth seeker."
Healing the world one person at a time.
If we could back track of a moment.
I brought to your attentionOfficial Website of The Secret, which documents how you can attract in your life all things you want/ and don't want, through your thoughts and feelings.
I also introduced you to a James Arthur Ray, one of many featured teachers of the "secret", who can help you live the life you desire no matter your circumstances.
I also wrote about Success writers of the likes of Wallace D. Wattles and equally incredible writer by the name of Napoleon Hill.
David Schirmer founder of the Succeed Magazine (amongst others) is the wealth coach I want to bring your attention to today.
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This successful investor also shows you how you could Reach Unlimited Wealth In 7 Steps.
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Thank you for taking the time to read this.
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Two Ideas to Boost Long‐Term Growth
Here are two policy changes I would make in order to brighten the long‐term economic growth outlook for the United States.
Immigration has been a potent economic force in the United States for our entire history. In particular, immigrant entrepreneurs have added enormous value to the American economy for many decades. Data have shown that in recent years immigrants have had a much higher rate of entrepreneurial activity than native‐born Americans. Only ten years ago, in fact, their rates of entrepreneurial activity were nearly identical, but the gap has widened continuously and today immigrants are nearly twice as likely to start a business as natives.1 Immigrant entrepreneurs also carry disproportionate weight in high-tech—Vivek Wadhwa and his colleagues have found that roughly half of Silicon Valley technology companies have an immigrant as a founder or cofounder, and that this is also true for about a quarter of technology companies nationwide.2
Remarkably, the strong inclination of immigrants to start companies appears to have persisted for over a century, back to the late 1800s.3 It is not a leap to imagine that immigrant entrepreneurs have helped sustain a rather steady level of business creation in the United States.
To keep this up—and to reverse stagnant rates of business creation—the United States must reclaim its position as the global destination for entrepreneurs. In recent years, as American policymakers have bogged down in contentious debates over immigration, other countries have fallen over themselves to lure entrepreneurs to their countries. There have been various proposals to create a "startup visa" that would create a new path for immigrant entrepreneurs eager to start their companies in the United States. Both the House and Senate versions of immigration reform that were passed in 2014 contained versions of a startup visa, and such a visa has also been introduced as part of the standalone Startup Act introduced into the Senate on multiple occasions. Rather than create a brand new visa for potential entrepreneurs outside the country, there could be two other options, one incremental, the other slightly more radical.
Foreign students studying in the United States represent low‐hanging fruit because many would like to stay here, especially those in graduate school in the STEM fields. And many of them would like to remain in America and either start a company or join an early‐stage startup. Current rules around F-1 visas and the two work programs for foreign students—curricular practical training (CPT) and optional practical training (OPT)—limit the options for students and rule out, for all practical purposes, either starting a company or working for a young firm.4
Create a "startup visa" for foreign students to extend their stay in the United States, allow them to start companies and work at startups, and put them on a path to permanent residency and citizenship. Some criteria would need to be attached, of course—perhaps investment raised, jobs created, or "entrepreneur apprentice" milestones reached working closely with a founder.5 These criteria, however, should not be as unreasonable as those proposed in some versions of a startup visa, or as those currently required for the EB-5 visa. The criteria, moreover, should not tie these students to the particular company where they work, in recognition that entrepreneurial ventures fail frequently. The visa should be attached to the individual, not the company.
This student startup visa extends programs already in place—CPT and OPT—and provides an easy way to test the viability of a broader startup visa.
The second option to tap more immigrant entrepreneurial energy is to combine the idea of a startup visa with the various proposals on the right and left that would have created a new pathway to citizenship for the millions of illegal immigrants already living in the United States. Data are difficult to come by for this population, but it is reasonable to believe that many illegal immigrants have started their own businesses or are working for other immigrants who have started companies.
Create a "startup visa" for existing illegal immigrants in the United States who either are already running businesses or would do so within the boundaries of the law. Strict criteria would need to attend this, to deter abuse and make sure that actual businesses were benefiting or being created. But this startup visa would come with a pathway to citizenship, marked both by business milestones and by some of the details of proposals already out there to allow illegal immigrants to "get in line" for residency. Importantly, this startup visa should not be narrowed to only technology companies—many immigrant entrepreneurs start successful companies that are not high‐tech but that grow and create jobs.6 We are interested in businesses that create jobs no matter what kind they are. Like the student startup visa described above, this one would be a way to test different pathways to citizenship without committing the country to one defined way.
These variations on the more conventional startup visa would boost entrepreneurship, create jobs, help start to solve thorny immigration issues, and solidify America's status as the immigrant (entrepreneur) nation.
Teacher Licensing and Preparation
Education is a perennial area of concern, a perennial target of reform ideas, and, more recently, a hotspot of entrepreneurial activity. Any discussion of long‐term economic growth must include some consideration of how to not just improve K-12 education, but build higher levels of human capital more generally. There are supply‐ and demand‐side components component to this.
On the one hand, employers and others perpetually complain of a "skills gap" and there is evidence that the increasing cognitive demands of the U.S. economy are exacerbating socioeconomic divides.7 On the other hand, recent research indicates that the U.S. economy may be in the midst of "deskilling" and unable to produce enough cognitively demanding jobs for all the students it is educating.8 To sustain long‐term economic growth, the United States needs an educational system that generates both educated individuals and individuals who will create new high‐quality jobs. Because teachers are perhaps the most important factor in educational quality, overhauling the way we prepare and license teachers will, in the long run, boost economic growth.
The issue of teacher licensing and preparation is beginning to get more attention as school districts and states cast around for ways to improve the quality of their teaching workforce. Schools of education at universities have, by and large, responded with a shrug, preferring to point to the number of teachers they produce rather than consider their quality. As a result, the entire industry of teacher preparation has come in for stinging criticism from organizations like the National Council on Teacher Quality (NCTQ).9 Most schools of education around the country perform poorly in NCTQ's assessment, and the organization has a raft of sensible recommendations for teachers, districts, state policymakers, and schools of education.
Besides overhauling the way that schools of education are organized or instigating a war between school districts and universities, one option is to create a new pathway for experienced professionals to become quickly but rigorously certified as teachers. NCTQ does make some recommendations in this direction, and their criteria for such alternative certifications make sense. A new pathway might be able to be created faster than reforms to existing schools of education—which should still occur in any case.
If, for example, a retired engineer wanted to teach high school math, or a mid‐career internist wanted to teach anatomy, why turn them away or subject them to the inanities of many teacher preparation programs? No one is claiming that these individuals would automatically make better teachers than the ones being turned out by education schools, but few can claim they would be any worse, either. Allowing alternative certification of subject matter knowledge as well as a de minimis apprenticeship in teaching would create a new pipeline of quality teachers.10
Ideally, such an alternative pathway would begin to create competitive pressure on schools of education and help force some necessary reforms, while also creating a new set of teachers. One objection to this idea is that it would do nothing to overcome barriers, often union‐backed, to getting rid of poor teachers. What good would creating more teachers do if we still can't fire bad teachers, and if we can't remove some of the alternatively certified teachers who turn out to be terrible?
Permit, and even encourage, the new teachers to join unions in exchange for reform of teacher tenure and greater ability to fire bad teachers. Enhanced union membership and better teachers – everybody wins.
Improving the quality of K-12 teachers – by widening the funnel of people who are admitted to the profession – will go farther than most other education reforms to boost attainment and raise long‐term growth.
1 See an interactive chart of the Kauffman Index of Entrepreneurial Activity, derived from Current Population Survey data.
2 These shares, however, have declined since the 1990s and mid‐2000s. See Vivek Wadhwa, AnnaLee Saxenian, and F. Daniel Siciliano, "Then and Now: America's New Immigrant Entrepreneurs, Part VII," Kauffman Foundation, October 2012.
3 Sarada, "The Historical Evolution of Entrepreneurship," University of Wisconsin‐Madison Business School, Working Paper, forthcoming.
4 Anthony Luppino, John Norton, and Malika Simmons, "Reforming Immigration Law to Allow More Foreign Student Entrepreneurs to Launch Job‐Creating Ventures in the United States," Kauffman Foundation, August 2012.
5 One related idea that has been raised is to use the university exemption from the H-1B cap to sponsor immigrant entrepreneurs.
6 Jonathan Bowles, A World of Opportunity, Center for an Urban Future, February 2007.
7See Brink Lindsey, Human Capitalism: How Economic Growth Has Made Us Smarter—and More Unequal (Princeton, 2013).
8 Peter Cappelli, "Skill Gaps, Skill Shortages, and Skill Mismatches: Evidence for the U.S.," NBER Working Paper 20382, August 2014, Paul Beaudry, David A. Green, and Benjamin M. Sand, "The Great Reversal in the Demand for Skill and Cognitive Tasks," NBER Working Paper 18901, March 2013.
9 National Council on Teacher Quality, 2014 Teacher Prep Review, June 2014. Note: the Kauffman Foundation is a funder of NCTQ's work.
10See Chapter V, Recommendations, of the NCTQ report, for similar recommendations.
The opinions expressed here are solely those of the author and do not necessarily reflect the views of the Cato Institute. This essay was prepared as part of a special Cato online forum on reviving economic growth.


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Johnson's Auto Garage would be considered anything but remarkable. With its faded cinder-block walls and unpaved driveway, it seems an unlikely location for a scientific breakthrough. Perhaps even more perplexing is the outwardly average mechanic who made it. But Adam James is not who he pretends to be. With his practiced Southern drawl, disheveled hair, and well-soiled mechanic's uniform, he's able to deceive those who presume to know him. None would learn of his genius or past misdeeds, not if he could help it. His self-imposed exile was to be penance for the mistakes he'd made, but truth be told, this new life in rural North Carolina has rescued him from the brink of madness. Still, almost five years later, he can't escape the haunting nightmares that keep him tethered to the day he killed her.
When Adam cracks a code that has baffled the greatest minds in physics for almost a century he forgoes the comfort of his reclusive existence to validate his work. This leads him to Miranda Winfield, a brilliant and beautiful young physicist at the prestigious Buchanan University. Despite her formidable intellect, nothing could have prepared her for the meeting with Adam James. His discovery would rock the very foundations of the laws of physics, but she has doubts and suspects an elaborate hoax. As Miranda searches for answers troublesome new questions arise when she notices inconsistencies in Adam's persona. Despite her suspicions, and her best efforts to resist his charms, Miranda finds herself falling for the mysterious stranger.
Brock Miller, looks every bit the part of ex-marine: broad shoulders, thick neck, sharply angled jaw, steely blue eyes, and hair neatly cut to a stubble. At forty-five, he has seen more than his share of death and destruction, much by his own hands. Fearless and lethal, he has found a lucrative market for his specialized skills as a gun for hire. His current employer just wants one thing: Adam James. The task proves more difficult than expected when Brock discovers that "Adam James" doesn't exist. Undeterred, he sets his sights on Miranda.
Adam's world implodes when he discovers that Miranda has disappeared. Forced to match wits with a powerful and unscrupulous adversary, he's willing to risk it all to save Miranda and avoid repeating the mistakes of his past.
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What a wonderful, book, I absolutely loved it, it surprised me totally as I had no idea what it was all about but it is one of my this years favourites so far. It is a thrilling, exciting fast paced novel mixed with a little politics and just enough intellect to learn a little physics without it being over the top, the parts where physics are discussed are clear and precise and I found no difficulty in understanding it. It was impossible to put down and I finished it in one sitting,staying up until late one night, the characters are superb with just the right amount of goodies and baddies, romance and politics.
Adam is my favourite character, he is clever, handsome and of course seems to have unlimited money, your all time hero who is also battling from a bad experience in the past. Miranda the other main character is also great, struggling to do a PhD with a full scholarship and a difficult professors.
My best part of the novel were the descriptions of the tests with Adam. But on the whole there was no favourite part, it was all superb.
I can´t find a worst part, I loved it all.
I would not hesitate to recommend this book to anyone interested in thrillers with a bit of a twist.
I give this book 5 stars the first book I have given 5 stars to so far.
I will most definitively read a sequel, can´t wait until it comes out.
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Episode 05
Late afternoon's sun broke through the snowy clouds and shed light on a blue-painted room. Almost the whole room was furnished with blue: blue-ish armchair, blue-ish bedcovers, blue-ish drapes… even the pajama of the girl, who lay in bed, had a blue-ish touch. And when the rays of sunlight broke through the room onto the girl's features, she moved for the very first time in more than ten hours, and finally woke up.
Sleepily Green looked around. Her gaze drifted to the other two beds, which weren't occupied – just like the whole room. With dawning skepticism she rose in the blue bed and eyed the different environment, because she realized rather quickly that this was not her own room. It was not only because everything was blue instead of green, the room was totally deserted. The only thing you could count as goods and chattels were her very own very wet clothes, which lay on top of the heater.
Although Green could clearly feel the throbbing of her injuries, she realized it. Good god! She was in one of the boy's rooms! And someone, most likely a male individual, had changed her clothing! Deeply ashamed, Green's face got red and she jumped out of the bed – of course, her injuries punished this rash action with instant pain. The Wächterin cursed, but while doing so she noticed that the room's inhabitant had not only changed her clothing, but had also tended her wounds by yoking them. But Green was too fraught with shame and couldn't feel the slightest bit of gratefulness.
Without further ado she began examining the room. With skillful finger and without leaving any traces behind she scanned the room for any kind of information which could lead her to the room's inhabitant. But after fifteen minutes she was sure her quest was bound to be a failure. There wasn't even a simple hair! In other words, Green had to use different resources if she wanted to know whom this room belonged to.
She grasped the doorknob in order to open the door, and so she could see which number the room she was in had. But when she had set her foot in the corridor, she heard a well known voice: "Green! Phew, I finally found you!" Green turned around and saw Sho, who waved at her and ran towards her. Before Green could even open her mouth, Sho started to ask her question after question:
"Where the fuck have you been?! I worried so much about you - when I noticed you weren't in bed anymore! And…" Then she looked over Green and was quiet for a second.
"What kind of pajama is that?" Her astonishment didn't last for long, because suddenly Sho grinned and her friend knew the cause almost instantly.
"I know exactly what you think about this, Sho. But it really wasn't that way…"
But Sho didn't listen anymore.
"You roamed around! Even more, you were in the boy's section! Well, Green - I didn't expect this coming from you…" Green immediately answered back and asserted that she hadn't roamed around at all – and that Sho shouldn't project her own actions upon other people.
"And how do you wish to explain me then how you got here? And that you wear another person's pajama? AND that you didn't tell me anything?!" Yes, great questions indeed.
How was she supposed to explain herself? There was no explanation…at least none she could give Sho. After all she could hardly tell her, that she fought against a demon and woke up here afterwards – without having any clue how she got here. Only then Green realized something, which managed to decrease the anger she felt towards the unknown inhabitant:
He must have rescued her out of the lake…
"All evidence makes it obvious, Green!",
Sho interrupted her train of thoughts with a raised finger and a grin.
"You can shove the evidence up your ass."
"And how do you want to explain this stuff?!"
"Believe whatever you want to", Green replied exhausted because of their discussion and Sho's irrepressible curiosity. For Green all was said and done and Sho kept quiet. But Green wasn't sure whether Sho had the next big headline forming inside of her head or not. One would have thought Sho wouldn't write a story about her own friend, but sadly this wasn't the case: She stopped at nothing.
Suddenly Sho noticed the bandage around Green's arm and her grin disappeared.
"Umm, Green, where's this wound from?"
"Oh, that one… it's because of a tumb-…", she couldn't finish her sentence, because she noticed Sho's very shocked features. It couldn't be because of her injury, because Sho had already commented on that one – but Green didn't even have to ask, because Sho replied to Green's astonishment of her own accord:
"How are you supposed to dance in this condition? Let's not even start talking about a dress…" Instead of decreasing Green's astonishment, Sho's answer only managed to increase it even more. She gave Sho a questioning look, while Sho put her hands in front of her face in pure shock. She babbled something, and it sounded too much like odd plans. Quickly her facial expression changed and she determinedly made a fist.
Green was still at a loss, but slowly but surely she got fidgety.
"No worries, Green! We'll wangle it somehow, you can count on me."
"What are we going to wangle?"
"Well, you couldn't possibly have forgotten about it."
"I am afraid I did", Green replied, her jumpiness increasing more and more.
"For today's evening…I organized something and thus it's going to be splendid…it's a dancing party!"
The girl face palmed her face, because suddenly the scales fell from her eyes and it came to her mind: Sho's utterly abstruse idea. Indeed, she had told Green about it – but said one hadn't taken it seriously, because Sho had a lot of ideas and – luckily – most of them never got real. Even so Green should have been prepared for the realization, because this idea only served one purpose: to pair someone off, especially herself. She had gotten this idea to arrange a dancing party when Green and she had a discussion about men. It was about whether men – and above all, boys – generally knew about discipline and courtesy. Sho wanted to prove her that this kind of boys did still exist, since Green didn't believe her.
And in Sho's eyes the best possible opportunity was a dancing party.
Of course Green hadn't taken this weird idea seriously.
After all, who would sacrifice dear money and organize something like that just to prove something to a friend?! Well, Sho did it…and Green felt sorry for her poor classmates, who got misused to prove something ridiculous.
"I won't tag along ", Green automatically said, when she noticed what Sho was after.
"Of course you'll do!", Sho replied with a raised forefinger and continued:
"I'm sure I've got some dress which hides your injuries. "
"I won't play your stupid game, Sho. Stop, full stop, finish!"
"Do you have to wear this cheesy attachment?" Sho pointed at the little bell, which pended plainly around her friend's neck – and distracted Green, who - in a manner of speaking - wanted to fret about the fact that Sho didn't seem to care about her opinion.
"Yes, I do. It's a very precious thing to me." Green did not want to figure what would happen to her if she did not carry it nearby. Pink had said – shortly after entrusting her with the bell – that it was important for her to always carry it around – and it was one of the very few times Pink acted serious, which had to mean something…But in any case, Green did not want to take it off.
Not only because it was her weapon, but also because she knew even without Pink's words that she downright needed the little bell. She didn't know why, though. Even when she took a shower she didn't dispose it, and Sho had noticed it with curiosity, since she had seen it after gym class. When Sho had taken a look at it then and Green had taken it off for this purpose, she felt a scary and unexplainable tenseness. And exactly this feeling told her she had to carry her bell along…and that she never wanted to be separated from it. It didn't matter what or if there would be consequences, she simply couldn't bear this feeling of deprivation.
But the Wächter didn't know how she was supposed to explain this to the other girl. The mere thought that she was somewhat addicted to a little bell sounded weird enough – actually voicing it and trying to explain it would have been pure madness.
However, Sho didn't ask. She glanced at Green ill-humouredly, but it had more to do with Green's inability to succumb to her dress-conception.
"Fine", she said in conclusion.
"Well, I'll find something, in which that thing isn't as eye-catching and which hides your bandages."
"Don't trouble yourself, I already said I won't come along…" Any protest got ignored.
Sho simply walked past Green and left her – even though Green called her name – alone in the corridor, in front of the foreign room.
Green was in a bad mood, when Sho had emptied her store of dresses on the floor to have a round-up view of her belongings. Her friend wondered how she had managed to press all these dresses in her comparatively small suitcase…but that was a minor factor for her bad mood. The principal point was that she still didn't know anything about the mysterious room or the even more mysterious owner of it – and she had used every trick in the book.
Right after she changed her clothes, she had tried it the official way, asking the reception for information. But the woman stubbornly refused; it would be a breach of the rules to do so. Green was definitely not in the mood to think about rules, not that she had ever done it.
That way she wouldn't find out anything. Added to that she felt the pulsation of yesterday's wounds, and even the slightest movement made her painfully aware of yesterday's fight.
Why didn't this angelic woman appear yet again to heal her?
She didn't really care about that woman's true nature at the moment; important was that her pain could fade then. But maybe she should scrutinize the healing woman, just like she did with her questionable saviour – and everything else! What had her life become in less than a month? If Pink hadn't shown up at her apartment, all of this wouldn't have happened and she would have had only one thing to be angry about at the moment: Sho's attempts to dress her up.
"Who is Pink?"
"Pink is my… huh?" Surprised, Green turned around to face Sho, who looked back clueless– just like Green did. Was Sho suddenly able to read her mind or how did she know about Pink's name? Green didn't have to ask, because she found the answer for herself:
Sho had Green's cellphone in her hand.
Without further ado Green jumped off the windowsill and wanted to conquer the cellphone back, but Sho craned and elongated and Green just couldn't reach it.
"Sho, give me the phone", Green said patiently and without reacting to Sho's dalliance.
"Who is Pink?" Sho repeated her question with a huge grin on her face.
The girl sighed deeply and pondered for a short moment; then she decided to use Sho's weakness against her: Green reached out, grabbed her friend's arms and started tickling her. Although Sho put up a desperate fight and tried to fight any laughter down, she couldn't put up with it for a long time and quickly her laughter filled their room and she let go of Green's cellphone. The owner caught it before it could meet the floor and put Sho out of her unintentional misery.
"Green!", Sho said, still laughing, "That was pretty mean!"
Green opened her cellphone and saw – believe it or not – 36 calls in absence – all of them from Pink. "Some things don't regard you, Sho!", Green answered, her eyes never leaving the display. "That's even meaner! I thought we were friends – and friends don't have any secrets!" Green put her cellphone into her jacket's pocket and raised her forefinger, just to place it in front of Sho's face while saying:
"Anyone who does not hide their secrets from you is an idiot."
Sho knew, Green didn't mean to hurt her and smiled slightly ashamed.
"But I can assure you, it's not a boy", Green said.
"But 36 calls sure are a lot… "
"Yes, she's very… peculiar."
"I'd call it persistent. Or maybe…something happened to her?" This bothered Green.
Something could have happened? It could be true. What if some demon had appeared? What if they wanted to capture Pink again? And Green, being more than 100 kilometres away from her, wasn't able to help her…The Wächterin gulped while she tried to get her friend on the phone. She didn't notice Sho's curious look. Pink didn't answer her cellphone, there was only the monotonous beeping in Green's ear; this didn't lessen her tension at all.
"Aaah, Green – don't worry! What could possibly happen…", Sho said wanting to cheer Green up, since she noticed her pale face. What could possibly happen? A lot of stuff! But Green couldn't tell her, after all. What was she supposed to do? Just try again later? After all there was a possibility Pink simply didn't know how to handle a cellphone, and even if something did happen…how was Green supposed to reach her? No trains would take off from the place she was momentarily at. Maybe she could take a taxi?
Suddenly Green wondered about herself and her thoughts. Considering that she didn't really know Pink, she worried a whole lot about her – she wasn't used to this at all. Because when she had thought about the possibility to take a taxi, she hadn't even wasted a thought on the enormous costs a journey for more than 100 kilometres would surely mean.
"Come on, Green. I picked a dress for you. You could try calling her later again." Sho had also noticed that Green seriously gave thought to Pink, because her voice sounded concerned and surprised. She was not used to Green worrying about others – and viceversa.
So Sho simply held a classy, dark blue-coloured dress out to her.
And Green sighed and resigned herself to her fate.
With pinned up hair, draped in fine fabrics (Green really didn't want to know how expensive their dresses were) and on high heels Green and Sho made their way down to the Sho-organized dancing party – like many other girls. But they had barely passed the first corner when Sho grabbed hold of Green's arm and pulled her backwards. Green breathed heavily, because - much to her dismay - Sho had grabbed her injured arm. The red-head paid precious little attention to that. Most likely she'd worry more about the eventual breaking of Green's heels than about Green's poor arm.
"What the hell?!", Green hissed at her friend, but said one only pointed around the corner. The Wächterin peeked around said one, but almost instantly she withdrew her head, just like Sho had done before. For one, Green had detected they were in a blind alley, and for another she noticed, that her private tutor lead an intense discussion with a red-haired boy. Green had thought the exact same thing Sho did when she laid eyes on said boy:
This boy looked indecently handsome.
"What has our class striver to do with such a hot guy?", Sho asked Green quietly. They knew for sure that it was not their damn business what the two of them had to talk about, but hell, they were too curious as to why these two guys were involved with each other. But sadly they talked very hushed, despite the fact that they seemed to have a fight.
"... I'm doing fine on my own…you don't have to interfere!", Gary said.
"But I just want to help you!"
"Help me?! You would only exacerbate everything … even more than it already is."
"…. You can rely on me… you know I..."
"…-ver, I do know that you only want to have some fun…. You don't take it seriously…"
"Just trust me! I know what I do..."
"…every time I heard this sentence, something went wrong..."
That were the last words the two girls could hear, even if they eavesdropped closely.
They only tried for another few seconds when they noticed that there was nothing left they could hear.
Green came out of their hiding spot and just like Sho she was surprised that there was no one in the alley. How could it be possible that the corridor, being a dead end, was like a morgue?
Green sipped anxiously on her wine glass, torn between having a taste of the wine or not. Sho had already left her half an hour ago, already dancing on the dance floor; and every time she danced with a new dancing partner, searching for the perfect guy. From afar she grinned to Green from time to time, inviting her with eagerly gesticulation to tag along.
But Green gave it a miss.
She still refused to be a part of Sho's game. On top of it all she didn't want to dance with some guy from her class. It wasn't because her class mates couldn't dance; it wasn't even close to this. She was simply picky and didn't throw herself at anyone.
Aside from that, her injuries throbbed painfully.
Just when Green finally decided to taste the wine she got interrupted; by an unknown voice, asking for a dance. While Green turned around she said:
"No, I'm sorry, I'm not feeling very well…" The Wächterin started to stutter when she recognized the person who stood right in front of her: It was the red-haired boy she had seen an hour ago on Gary's side. The problem was just: now being next to her he looked even better.
And the real problem was that he left her speechless.
His shoulder-length red hair gleamed in the light, just like his dark red eyes, which amended his hair nicely. A charming smile adorned his perfectly fitted face, which looked childish but at the same time slightly manly. In other words, this guy looked to good to be true. Everything seemed to fit perfectly. It wasn't even fazing that he didn't dress up appropriate; it seemed to raise the attraction he radiated.
"A real shame you're not feeling well… ", the handsome Unknown said and his smile turned into a slight grin, which fit even better to his personality than the smile from before. Green gulped without noticing. "I would have liked to ask for a dance..."
"O-oh, I-I guess a dance wouldn't hurt." O God!, Green thought – since when was she a shy one? She had never before stuttered in front of a boy. Was it only because of his handsome looks? Green tried to distract herself; she had to focus on something else: What did he have to do with Gary? What did they talk about? Who was he?! These were the questions she should ask herself, and maybe a dance could help her to provide some information.
If she could at least find out about his name…she could make inquiries afterwards.
The girl decided this was to be her great, fine excuse – or at least one she could live with.
Green set her wine-glass down on the table; she had clasped onto it since he showed up.
She put an alluring smile onto her features and said:
"But first I'd like to know with whom I have the pleasure of speaking."
This statement made him laugh, but it wasn't for long before he smiled again.
"I like you." By return, this knocked Green out of her stride. What an enchanter! And most likely he was also a Casanova – and due to his looks, she couldn't even blame him.
"My name is Nakayama Siberu", he answered and stretched out his hand towards Green, in a classy practiced but incredibly graceful way. The girl noticed the way her heart started to race, when she seized his proffered hand, when he held onto her and pulled her up from the chair.
"And your name is?", he asked, when he had already escorted her to the dance floor and slowly put his hand on her slender waist. Green had to avow herself that she liked his way. She liked the fact that a slow song was playing right now. She liked his red eyes, which beamed at her, even though they had such a dark shade.
"Najotake Green." He smirked again, said nothing about her unusual name. He gave her a slightly stronger squeeze, started to move according to the music, his eyes locked onto her gaze without unfixing even once, but that was mutual. He seemed to be great at dancing, since he didn't need to focus on his steps. All of his attention was purely left for Green.
"May I call you Green-chan?" The asked girl giggled discreetly, gave his hand a short but strong squeeze and said, a mischievous smile gracing her features:
"Wouldn't that appear too intimate for our taste?"
"And if I wanted this to become intimate?"
Green's heart started beating faster once again when he smiled at her in a certain way, just to emphasize the meaning behind his words. She wouldn't make it this easy for him. He shouldn't surmise that she would give herself to him, just because he was blessed with exceptionally beautiful looks and good at smooth talking. Aside from that Green knew for sure, that this kind of boy was the kind one should trust least of all.
"I think you shouldn't be that precipitately, Siberu-san." This statement wasn't to his tastes, as she noticed in an instant – and oddly enough she was pleased with that fact. She was glad she had stood her ground and was able to counter. Had Sho been in her shoes, she would have surely thrown herself upon Siberu without ifs and buts – and sure enough they wouldn't have lingered on the dance floor for a long time.
Out of the corner of her eyes she threw a glance to her friend, who still had a dance-partner herself, but obviously focused more on Green and Siberu, instead of her own partner and their dance. Green couldn't say whether her actions were out of jealousy or out of excitement, from what she noticed in Sho's eyes. Most likely a mixture of both.
Yet, when Green wanted to apply her attention to Siberu again, she discovered someone else who managed to catch her attention. Approximate to the door Gary leaned against the wall, arms crossed, watching the dancing people. No, he watched Green and Siberu, everyone else didn't seem to matter to him. His look was not off-handedly, but uncannily sinister and serious. Green asked herself whether that was supposed to be jealousy…but something inside of her told her that this wasn't the case. But what could be the real reason? Did it concern the talk the two of them had had earlier?
"Green, what are you looking at?", Siberu said to interrupt her thoughts, and she promptly turned her eyes away from the spikehead to his exact counterpart. Siberu grinned, but his eyes were likewise glued to Gary.
"I think someone's green-eyed."
Green didn't answer, since she was sure Gary wasn't jealous at all. Why should he.
"Do you know him?" Siberu turned his eyes back to hers and signified a shrug.
"Just on the surface I guess. But, Green, how comes you're interested in that? It's you that I am interested in. And I want to enjoy this dance with you." This sentence had the desired impact. Green blushed and gave no second thought to skepticism, which would have been her usual behavior. She didn't even notice that Siberu had sent Gary a superior smirk - which caused him to turn away angrily.
When the song had finished playing, Green actually wanted to dance on, but Siberu excused himself. "Sadly I have to go now. My time here was limited." Green didn't like that; her hand, still lying in Siberu's hand, added a bit more pressure when she asked him whether they'd see each other again. He pulled the girl closer to his chest and Green's heart skipped a few beats when Siberu kissed her hair.
"I hope so, after all I'm still waiting for the chance to call you Green-chan!" He gave her a last grin, before Green lost him in the crowd. She stood still for a moment, with a throbbing heart, before she noticed what she did and went beet-red because of doing so.
She shook her head and turned around to return to the table Sho already waited for on to hear a report of some sort. Green started to move, whereat she noticed that Gary wasn't at the spot she'd seen him earlier at anymore. Then it happened.
An enormous pain jerked through Green's heart, as if someone would have torn a piece out of it. Her field of vision grew hazy at first, before it started to becloud, in time to increasing aches. Her legs collapsed and before she hit the ground she had already lost consciousness…
Out of the far distance voices penetrated Green's ears. She couldn't understand these voices, couldn't hear what they were talking about or whom they belonged to. Her senses only seemed to concentrate on her pain. It was not a piercing pain, which plagued her body, but a persisting kind of pain, which burned inside of her…and she had the feeling, that it got worse every second. She was weak, tired, wasted. Green couldn't get herself to open her eyes or move at all even in the slightest. Everything was too demanding. She just wanted one thing, and only for one thing she'd gather her strength and move now.
"…where… is… my little bell?"
She didn't carry her little bell on herself. It wasn't in the vicinity – she felt it.
Someone clasped her hands, which she had raised without actually noticing.
"Green, I am so happy you regained consciousness…! I worried so m-…" Green opened her eyes, looked at Sho, whom she could only see vaguely, and barely heard the rest of her sentence. She wanted her little bell. Everything else didn't matter right now.
"… most likely you're down with a blood poisoning. But it's going to be all right, Green! You just have to relax at the moment. Stay here in bed, 'till a doctor arrives. "No, a doctor wouldn't be able to help her, that was sure. Only her bell could…but where could it be…
"The hotel's doctor is sadly off-site at the moment and a heavy snowstorm is raging outside, which detains any doctor … just take some more rest, Green. It will come out all right…"
"S-Sho… I need my little bell…"
"Well, it is not here, Green."
"…where is… it? … I need… it…"
"I will go and look for it for you, okay? I'm going to find it, I promise. But for now, please rest." Sho didn't understand one bit. But how was she supposed to understand? She wasn't the one feeling aching pain in her chest, this desperate desire…
Once again her sight got flecked by small black dots and she felt the way unconsciousness wanted to hug her once again, but she managed to tell Sho one small thing:
"…I have to…talk to…Pink…"
"Just rest a bit, Green."
And, as if it would have been a command, Green lost consciousness for a second time.
Somewhere else, far away from scurries of snow and blessed with a starry night, someone didn't waste one thought on going to bed. A certain boy sat on a roof and enjoyed the chilly evening air. He liked it, when the breeze started to set his hair in motion. For one because he knew that he looked even more handsome than he usually did that way, and for a second thing he liked the feeling of his hair curling in the wind. In one of his hand he held a little bell, which he tossed up again and again, just to catch it casually a second later.
"Sad, sad, sad… why did this little girl have to be the bell-wielder? She would have been a great match for sure." He sighed deeply and caught the little bell again, just to balance it on his index finger, where it gleamed like silver in the crescent's light. He took a brief look at it and asked himself, whether it could be true what people used to say about this thing. But before he could get lost in these thoughts, he felt that a presence emerged behind him. He didn't even bother to turn around, since he knew exactly who had decided to keep him company and likewise did he know, that he would have to listen to a lecture right now.
"Silver, what the hell is it you're planning here?", the boy asked him with an annoyed tone all over. The so called Silver rose up and turned around to face the other person after all.
"You're asking what I'm doing? I do what you should have done long ago!"
Silver looked at him mischievously with a huge grin plastered on his face.
"Don't approach a subject which has nothing to do with you."
"Naah, you're simply jealous, Blue. Do you think I didn't notice your look back then?"
The addressed boy rolled his eyes and sighed exhausted.
"Silver, as per usual you have no clue. Now hand over the little bell."
"And why should I, huh? I managed to snatch it, since you weren't able to."
"I don't like to repeat myself, but I'll do it for you: You have no clue what this is about."
"And what are you going to do with the bell, huh? Want to gain the laurels I earned?"
Blue gave in to another sigh, but this time it was only disgruntled.
"I could recite myself for a third time, but slowly and surely this is getting too foolish for me." He reached out his hand and asked for the bell for the third time. Silver looked at his hand first, then he slowly stowed the little bell into his trouser pocket and changed his casual stance to that of a fighting position. "Well, then you'll have to fight me first."
His counterpart shook his head in an annoyed but also tired manner.
"You always have to remove obstacles in your way by force."
"Sounds just like an accusation – as if that would be abnormal for us Demons!" Silver grinned and gesticulated dismissively, when he said once more, that he would have to use force to get the bell, if he really wanted to get it at all.
"It can't be that my dear brother is rusty, can it?", Silver said challenging. The addressed sighed for the hopefully last time, but it didn't seem he had found any drive to fight yet.
He just crossed his arms and said:
"Say, Silver, how is Rui doing – by the way?" Silver's fighting pose immediately crumbled, because he got startled by the mere sound of this name; but not only that, he was pale in the blink of an eye.
"Y-You wouldn't dare to …"
The shaky voice of the redhead raised a small grin from his older brother.
"I think she really misses you, after all you've been here all day, isn't that right, Silver? I think it would be excessively kind of me if I'd just call her – I am sure you miss her, too."
"No, Blue, no! You can't do that, I'm warning you …!"
"If you find it in your heart to hand over the bell, I might just reconsider my decision...."
"No way!" Blue's grin broadened even more, most likely because he knew that he'd get the little bell so or so now. In order to demonstrate his little brother that he was serious about this, he drew a deep breath and as if by command Silver interrupted his attempt to call Rui.
"All right, all right, you win! I'll hand it over, but please let Rui stay at home or let her jump in a lake for all I care!" Blue grinned again, when he reached out his hand and demanded for the little bell. Reluctantly the redhead looked at his brother, and mumbled a few cusses, before he took the piece of jewellery out of his pocket and handed it over to Blue.
"That was unfair."
"As I said earlier, Silver. You don't have to use violence to prepare the ground." Blue slipped the little bell into his own pocket now and just wanted to set off, when Silver prevented him from doing so: "Do my feelings doubt me, when they tell me that you won't return to our home or repatriate it?" Blue didn't reply, but only gazed into the dark night. Slowly but surely the horizon started to shine with colours; the ebony faded away and would soon make way for the first shafts of sunlight.
"You know, if you'll act like this now, you could lose your position, possibly even…"
Now it was Silver's turn to sigh.
"And all that for a simple girl? That's not like you, Aniki. I can't hardly recognize you that way." The one spoken to turned away from the early dawn and inspected his little brother. "You misunderstand all of this, you really…"
Silver interrupted him a little bit too blustering:
"Then explain it to me! Because I really don't get any of this shit."
"I'll explain it to you as soon as I get new information. Till then…" Blue raised a wagging finger and said slowly and with a clear voice, just as if he'd talk to a small child:
"Don't meddle in this business! It's better for you, believe me."
And with these words Blue vanished into the void.
Silver faced the place his brother had stood on only mere second ago and reprised his words with an irritated intonation lingering in his pretty voice. Better for him? Silver had a different view of things, which was ultimately inverse to his brother's. It would be better for Blue if Silver decided to barge in, as long as it wasn't already too late.
In Green's room deadly silence prevailed, apart from her steady weak breaths. Outside's heavy snowstorm still rampaged and accentuated the room's silence with a merciless rhythm. Sho was still sitting besides Green's bed, busy to combat fatigue, which dared to take a hold of her. But Sho didn't want to lose this fight, she had to stay wide awake. Someone had to keep an eye on Green – even if Sho could do nothing but constantly changing the cold washcloth on Green's forehead.
But any attempt to fight against the high, still rising and obstinate fever seemed to be in vain. She didn't get it… slowly but surely the fever should drop, but instead of doing so it went up and up… Sho was awfully worried about her and just wished for the snowstorm to stop, because that way a doctor could come to her rescue…
The redhead sighed deeply and pondered whether she should read to stay awake, when her eyes closed again. Once again, she cast up her eyes, shocked about herself, but it wasn't long before she lost the fight against the intruding weariness, which slowly crept over her.
Sho had hardly fallen asleep, when Green slowly opened her eyes. Her field of vision was blurred and just didn't want to get better at all. Her heart throbbed incessant and the beat sped up, when she spotted someone in front of her bed. She didn't know who that person was, she couldn't recognize him. But she knew one thing: he carried her little bell.
Green's hands reached out for said person, without her giving any indication to her body; it happened outright automatically. She said something, called for the little bell. Her whole body required this bell. She knew she'd use force to get it, if he wouldn't hand it over.
She would kill if she had to.
But he handed it over. And scarcely when the little thing lay in her hands, Green felt how her body started to relax almost immediately. Her pain eased, she regained colour and her heart calmed down considerably. That was until she recognized the person, who stood in front of her bed and observed her intently:


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