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NY03046 - Hazard Analysis & Critical Control Point
The Nursery Industry Accreditation Scheme, Australia (NIASA) has provided a blueprint for professional management of production nurseries and growing media suppliers since 1994. The project was commissioned by Nursery and Garden Industry, Australia to conduct a generic Hazard Analyst and Critical Control Point (HACCP) based risk assessment of production nurseries and growing media supply businesses in order to review the activities described in NIASA. The project assessed plant health, quarantine and, where relevant, food safety risks. The HACCP based risk assessment aims to augment and validate the NIASA best management practice guidelines.


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Have you ever had something so monumental to tell that you had to wait, until you could get it just right?
Well, I have one of those things to tell. I hope I do it justice because to me, it is very monumental.
Rumors run rampant, sometimes, in our little town. Sometimes, they take on a life of their own. There are many, many things I love about Andrews, but the spreading of rumors is the one thing that I've always hated. So before the rumors start, I would like to tell the story.
If, perhaps, you have heard rumors that Cliff and I have sold our home and are moving from Andrews, then for once.....that rumor is true.
I have lived in Andrews for 49 years and Cliff has lived there his whole life. We've gone to school there, worked there, married there, had children there. We've raised our family there and our grandchildren were born there. Our mothers and most of my siblings still live there. And through the years, we have made so many memories there. We still love Andrews. It will always be home. But, there comes a time when you get to a crossroads and have to make a decision whether to stay or to go. For Cliff and I, the decision was to go.
When Whitney and Jason moved to Denver and when Emily and the children moved to the upstate, the decision got real easy. We wanted to be closer to our grandchildren and when we found the lake house, I knew it would only be a matter of time. We didn't know when, but we knew the move was coming.
Having said that, I was caught completely off guard when this sweet young lady texted me and said that she had heard it through the grapevine that Cliff and I might be interested in selling our home and asked if it were true. It was true to some extent, but we had not been thinking about it for some time and we definitely had not been trying to sell. But that day, just a couple of months or so ago, we began a conversation and it ended with us selling our house to this wonderful young couple. I couldn't be happier for them. I know they will be great caretakers of our house and will love it and enjoy it, just as we did. I know they will make many memories there, just as we did.
I'm not gonna lie......I get so emotionally attached to things! Although the decision to sell was easy and even though I know it's time to move on and start this new chapter, I am having a hard time leaving. Every thing I pack and every box I stow, there is a memory. Every cabinet I empty and every corner I clean, there is a memory. I look at the rocking chair and see myself rocking our grandbabies to sleep. I look at the floors and see my grandchildren crawling on them. I look at my kitchen sink and see the times I stood there washing dishes and Cliff sneaking up behind me to scare the bejeebies out of me. I look at the stairs and remember sneaking up them to listen to Emily and her friends as they sat on her bed and had girl talk. I remember when Whitney's science project went bad and she threw up on the same stairs. I still see red paint on the telephone pole out back from where Emily backed her car into it, not long after getting her driver's license. I still see Whitney getting ready for prom and having her picture made with her granddaddy with his arms wrapped proudly around her. I still see every Christmas tree, every meal, every family event spent there. I still see Whitney and her friend, Sarah, swinging in the hammock while eating watermelon. I still see Billy, the goat, as Emily caught him and held him by the horns to teach him a lesson in who or who not to head butt. I still see Lidia running to the barn, rope in hand, because she was going to lasso the horses. I still see Sawyer lying flat of his belly in the dirt watching ants crawl around. I still see Abbie, our lab, as she ran the perimeter of the property when we returned home as if to say....."It's safe, I've made it safe for you to live here." And safe it has been.....our sanctuary, our place of calm in troubled waters, our place of joy and laughter, our heart.....our home.
We will miss our home and Andrews so much! I can't even count the times I've broken down and cried over it. But, like I've said.....it's time to move on. I will take all the memories and love for this place with me. And I will come to love and make more memories down the road.
This is our last day as residents of Andrews. Today, we close this chapter and head on down that road. We have, for years now, been enjoying our little place at the beach and will continue to do so. And we have our place at the lake, as well. We will be living between the two, until........

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Arctic Circumnavigation: One Extraordinary Journey in Four Parts
Passionate polar adventurers are quickly claiming their cabins aboard legendary icebreaker Kapitan Khlebnikov for a full circumnavigation of the Arctic! Cutting through the Canadian High Arctic, Northeast Passage, Extreme Greenland and the Northwest Passage, and featuring two on-board helicopters for spectacular flightseeing, this journey is exclusive to Quark. Limited availability – call to book.
Penguin Watch Contest Advances Research by 6 Months
A huge THANK YOU to everyone who participated in the Penguin Watch 'Citizen Scientist' contest, including the over 70,000 new Penguin Watch members who helped annotate over 18,000 penguin colony images as part of the contest. Your work has advanced the team's research by 6 months! Stay tuned for an announcement of the contest winner.
Iceland Amazes with Geographical and Cultural Contrasts
Our passengers are always taken aback by Iceland's spectacular geography, but delight too at its rich culture, folklore and lifestyle. In the blog post Beyond Reykjavik, we explore authentic arctic villages, secret hideaways and significant historical sites. In From Vikings to Elves, we explore the mystery and folklore of a culture in which elves still thrive today.
Help Us Name Our Polar Bear!
As part of Polar Bears International and Arctic Sea Ice Day on July 11, Quark is proud to sponsor a female polar bear, currently known only as "X37136". Track her movement along with us on the BearTracker website and help us pick her name. Stay tuned on our blog for the upcoming "Name our Polar Bear" contest, and for your chance to win a polar bear adoption kit.
More Ways to Save on Polar Travel
Until 30 June 2015, you can still save on a variety of different voyages. Quark's Polar Travel Advisers have the best expertise in the business and love to help passengers choose just the right itinerary for their Arctic or Antarctic adventure. Check out some of the ways to save on our website.
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Join our sister company TCS World Travel, the premier operator of private jet tours, on an in-depth exploration of Eastern Europe. This trip unveils the rich histories and emerging highlights of this enigmatic region. Enjoy special access to iconic sights, experience distinctive performances and indulge in the culinary delights of Eastern European culture during this 20-day journey.
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I recently had a couple of counseling sessions with the Co-ordinator of our section which was a result of me doing something that got me in trouble. Anyhow, those two session made me realize something about us. Most of us make descisions according to the people involved rather than our values. Our values are basically the our own personal laws. Often we make descision out of peer pressure or merely to do a favor or please somebody. Those descision usually disagree with our values. I myself have made descisions like those. Dares that I didn't want to do but I completed them just for the sake of the people around me. We know that what we are doing is wrong yet we silence our conscience and continue to do the wrong because of people. But how important are people when you yourself aren't important in your own eyes? When you don't respect your values and yourself then nobody respects you. Because on people's eyes you are only what you appear to be. True appearances don't matter, but you don't need to potray an image that disagrees with your personality delibrately.
Tag Archives: society
Strong people survive longer.
Be one of the strong ones, who people look up to and are ready to follow. These people rise above everyone else and survive longer in the society. Be the one that stands out in this weak and unfair system, not one of the weak ones who create it.
We Color The World
We are all different yet beautiful in our own ways. We are each given unique qualities that define us. Some of us have certain abilites that make us stand out and some of us don't. But that doesn't make us any less great nor does it give anybody any reason to hate us. Not everybody can like us and nor do they mattter. The people who matter most are the ones that love us for our differences. Because it is these differences that add color to the black and white world around us. We light up the world with our beauty. We are different yet united. Our differneces should be embraced, rather than shuned. Becuase we color the world and we color it bright and beautiful.
Silence killed you.
They lurked in shadows, looking for preys, to feed their hungry mouths. They abducted people, enclosing them in their arms, scarring them for life. You knew who they were and what they did, but you never cared enough to raise voice. They took away the people around you, one by one.Your mind screamed, your heart shed bitter tears and your soul shattered in anguish, but what use were they, when your tongue was a silent spectator. Your silence, became your weakness, their strength. They destroyed your loved ones, fed on their screams, you never uttered a word. Your words, drowned in fear, never made a difference. You lost all your loved ones and today, when you are all alone, they won't come to destroy you, because you're already destroyed, at the hands of your own silence.
So many people, so many expectations. Everybody wants me to change according to their choice. expectations are good when they kept me going, but when there are too many of them they just become a burden on me, an obstacle. I'm surrounded by so many people that love me because I changed according to their liking. People are never satisfied or happy. They always want something more. If someone wants one thing another person want something else entirely. They say they love me for who I am but who I am is not what they want. They want something else. And all this this time, while I tried to please them all, I lost my identity. I don't know who I am anymore. What made me special is no longer there. And strangely I can't seem to remember myself. They lost me and so did I.


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Kim Versus Nicki:::Who's In The Wrong? [Interview]
Recently, the internet has been buzzing due to the Queen Bee's public denunciation of the Harajuku Barbie, Nicki Minaj.
At first, I have to admit, I was a bit upset. I'm a Kim fan, and I'm some-what into Nicki, but I thought it was all for a publicity stunt. After hearing this interview with THISIS50, though, my opinion has changed. She shares some legit reasons for allowing Ray-J to say what he said, and for how she now feels about Nicki in response to some subliminal hits… not to mention, I can definitely feel her on Part II in regards to what Drake had to say about her….
great interview when you POP THE BUBBLE and let me know what you think…
Is it not the spirit of the rap game to be competitive and rivalry? OR do you feel it's time for the industry to shapen up and leave the battles behind?


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U.S. sign language interpreter service causing critical shortage in B.C.
Local group says it can take more than two weeks to find local interpeters for the deaf.
A new U.S.-based service helping deaf people with telephone communication is contributing to a critical shortage of sign language interpreters in British Columbia because it offers better pay and flexible hours, the president of a B.C. interpreters group says. The new technology, called video relay service, allows individuals who are deaf or hard of hearing to contact an operator through a video phone hooked up to the Internet. Operators are sign-language interpreters, so they can communicate with the deaf person and then relay the conversation to a third party over the phone. Utah-based Sorenson Communications, has set up a call centre in Burnaby and hired local interpreters to field calls from customers. Canada has yet to offer video relay service, so Sorenson deals only with American customers, and there are concerns it might be drawing local interpreters away from schools, daycares and hospitals.
Susi Bolender, president of the Westcoast Association of Visual Language Interpreters in Vancouver, said it can take more than two weeks for a deaf or hearing-impaired individual in B.C. to get an appointment to use the services of an interpreter. She runs a referral service and often e-mails as many as 60 interpreters in a bid to set up just a few appointments.
"The situation is very bad," Bolender said. "They need them for medical appointments, hospital emergencies, in the court system and in schools. They need them for anything that any other person could do. It's frustrating."Bolender said several factors have contributed to the shortage in B.C., but one is workers choosing to leave positions in the community like daycares and schools to work for Sorenson because the pay is better and the hours are flexible. Bolender supplements the work she does in the community with shifts at Sorenson. "You can go in when you want," she said. "I think it's tough because most interpreters are community-minded but they also need to pay the bills."
n addition to the provincial shortage, the American Sign Language and deaf studies program at Vancouver Community College is also under review for possible cancellation.
Ann Bardsley, director of public relations for Sorenson, said she is aware of an interpreter shortage in the Lower Mainland, but says the local problem isn't unique. "It's a bigger problem than just in Vancouver," she said. "There are a shortage of interpreters everywhere. There are many reasons for the interpretation shortage, often because of a lack of social services."
Bardsley said she couldn't discuss why Sorenson chose to open an office in the Lower Mainland. Bolender said the usual rate of pay for a certified interpreter is about $50 an hour. Bardsley said she could not discuss how much Sorenson pays, but said its employees have flexible hours and some continue to work freelance in the community. Call centre jobs for skilled interpreters stand to increase in Canada. The Canadian Radio-television and Telecommunications Commission decided in January to let Telus set up video relay service in B.C. and Alberta, and Bell Canada in Ontario and Quebec, but neither company has said when it will get started.
Source: http://www.canada.com


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"It's fate that made my life so colorful," says pensioner Ellen Salumae, agreeing that her life deserves to be made into a feature film.
Salumae celebrated her 90th birthday this month. She was pleasantly surprised and excited to learn that her old friend, Hans Kastrup from Germany, still remembers her and desperately wants to meet her.
At the beginning of December, the Tallinn bureau of The Baltic Times received an emotional e-mail from Kastrup's daughter. This marks the start of our engaging story.
"My father is looking for his old fiancee. He lost her in Estonia during World War II," ran the message.
The information she provided was not much to go on, only the name of the missing woman and her address in 1943, which later turned out to be wrong. A photo attached to the message dated back to the same year. It showed Ellen Salumae in her late twenties returning home from work somewhere in Tallinn.
Nowadays, Salumae is a rather common name in Estonia, although Ellen is fairly rare. The address provided by Kastrup's daughter gave nothing away. There is a new house in the place of the old one, which was destroyed during the war.
But finally, after several weeks of searching, Ellen Salumae was found. When I called her, I heard the way her voice trembled when she heard the name of Hans Kastrup, and the immediate offer to meet personally indicated that she was positively and agreeably amazed.
The whole sad story
A navy soldier and holder of the Iron Cross, Hans Kastrup arrived in Estonia in 1942 along with thousands of other German troops. The Kriegsmarine Naval troops resided in Tallinn.
Salumae remembered how cheerful the people were when the German troops entered the city. "Everyone was smiling, and there were lots of flowers," she recalls.
Fate had really made sure that Salumae's life was as difficult as the life of a woman in wartime can be. She married for the first and last time in 1934, and lost her husband 10 years later. Recruited by the Soviet army after the occupation of Estonia in 1940, he was killed in the battle for the Russian city of Velikiye Luki in 1943.
Ellen learned of her husband's death from an Estonian who served with him in the Estonian corps of the Red army. The message was so dramatic she couldn't believe it. She didn't believe it for many months, and that became one of the major mistakes of her life, as she puts it now.
Ellen met Hans in 1944. "We were both young, and we had a romance," Ellen explains.
Kastrup helped her a lot, and got a ticket for her on the last ship leaving for Stockholm in the chaotic autumn of 1944 so that she could later emigrate to Germany and meet him again after the war.
"I went to the port, but there was an enormous crowd trying to push its way to the ship's gangway. I managed to do it, and the soldiers on board yelled at me to move faster as the ship was already leaving," said Salumae.
She stepped on the gangway and walked almost halfway across, but then she stopped. "What if the message about my husband's death is a mistake," she thought.
"Then I turned around and looked at the beautiful outline of Tallinn - the weather was splendid, it was a fine Estonian autumn - and I walked back to the pier." The last ship left the port, and the next day the Russian tanks were in Tallinn.
Today, Ellen bitterly regrets she turned back that day. Later she received official confirmation of her husband's death. She never married again.
"I even feel guilty, because I promised Hans I would leave Estonia on that ship," she said. Hans was later captured by the Russians and spent four years in a military prison in Estonia before returning to Germany. Ellen knew nothing about it until she received a letter from a mutual friend in 1948.
Ellen remembers how she was questioned several times by the NKVD, the predecessor of KGB, about that letter. She was afraid and burned everything related to Hans. The only picture of him she dared to keep was a group photo of the band he used to play in before the war.
She did not have his address, and until now that letter in 1948 was the last one she got from her friend. She was too terrified to try to look for Hans Kastrup during the long Soviet occupation.
Ellen lives alone. The only relatives she had, escaped to Australia in 1944 and died there in a fire in 1964.
Today, after almost 60 years, Hans' daughter wants to give him a special present - a journey to Estonia for his 80th birthday. Ellen said that she would be delighted to host them.
Using all engines
This may sound strange, but the Internet is probably the best way to find anything in Estonia. If you are trying to trace someone, local search engines often provide completely irrelevant results in comparison to powerful international search engines like google.com.
If you are sure the person you are looking for suffered during the Soviet regime, the Kistler-Ritso Foundation will probably be a useful contact. It was established to help the victims of repression and has access to the archives of the Soviet Interior Affairs Ministry. This database is also currently being updated with the help of other sources. Call 372-650-5280 or visit www.okupatsioon.ee.
Public databases, for example phone directories, turned out to be absolutely useless in this case, but you should probably use them during any search for missing people. A free database is available at www.1182.ee.
Getting hold of information from official institutions like state archives or the Interior Affairs Ministry takes much longer than surfing on-line databases. All queries must be presented in written form and any institution here has the right to spend up to 30 days looking for the information you requested and then say something like "We are very sorry, but you should address another department."
The Ministry of Interior Affairs managed to lose my own first written request. Fortunately, that was revealed after just a week, and a second application was filed. A week later, the ministry recommended I address the police directly (although this is under the jurisdiction of the ministry). But the police said there was no data on Ellen Salumae in their archive.
The police forwarded the request to the state archives. One woman called Ellen Salumae was found there.
"She was born in 1921, resided in Viru county and was repressed after the Soviet occupation began," Jaanus Jogi, a state archive official, told me. But the right Ellen Salumae lived in Tallinn. The search went on.
If you consider yourself a lucky person, you could contact the Citizenship and Migration Board and ask for their help. My own request seemed too vague to the board, and it declined to reveal any information on Salumae.
Kadaka Market, situated at the southwestern edge of Tallinn, offers numerous possibilities to get hold of illegal software and databases. It has to be taken into account when conducting any missing person search.
The first significant case of a large, stolen directory of phone numbers, addresses and car registration details occurred in November 1996. This was discovered by the daily Eesti Paevaleht, and cost up to 50,000 kroons ($3,000) on the black market.
The second time the state database was stolen in 1998, it was apparently copied thousands of times. Two years ago it might have fetched up to several thousand kroons. Today, IT-acquainted people can get the CD for free through personal contacts.
It's easy to use and written for MS Access. Simply type in a name and you'll find out where he lives, his residence permit number, his personal code, phone number, mobile, car registration and even how many traffic fines he has received.
Ellen Salumae, the right Ellen Salumae, was found in notime using that 1998 state database. It was thrilling to find her.


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End of the year contribution statements are accessed through your INFELLOWSHIP account. Click HERE to access your giving records.
Simply place cash or checks in the offering box located at the back of the Sanctuary. Be sure to include your name and current address on the check or envelope so donations credit may be provided for tax purposes.
You can donate by bank card (*preferably debit card) or eCheck one time HERE or schedule recurring online contributions HERE. All scheduled contributions can be modified or cancelled at any time prior to the date for which they are scheduled. Once the contribution is processed, it cannot be cancelled. If you have any problems or questions related to this, please contact
. Please note OC incurs fees for online contributions given via bank cards. The church actually receives 2.5% to 3.5% less (depending upon the type of card used) than the contribution amount you specify due to normal card processing fees. Contributions made via the eCheck option are not subject to these fees and result in more dollars being put toward work in ministry.
*Policy for Online Giving: Otter Creek accepts debit cards for contribution. The leadership recognizes debit cards are managed by the credit card industry so this prohibits the system from denying credit cards. As such, it is impossible to ensure every contributor complies with this policy. It is the intent of the Shepherds that no one incurs debt while contributing to the ministries of Otter Creek Church.
Contribute directly through your personal bank account. This feature keeps you in control of scheduling automated electronic or paper check contributions directly from your personal checking or savings account. Contact your banking institution to initiate online giving.
Mail your donation to Otter Creek Church of Christ, 409 Franklin Road, Brentwood, TN 37027. Be sure to include your name and address so that donation credit may be provided for tax purposes. Please do not mail cash.
You can simply text "Give" to 615-552-1225.
When you donate (or make a payment) to Otter Creek by check, you authorize us to electronically process your check using the information on your check. If we electronically process your check instead of depositing your check, the electronic debit to your checking account may be on the same day we receive the check by transmitting the amount of the check, routing and transit number to your bank. Electronically processing your check makes us better stewards.
Giving in our culture has become hard to see. Many of us calculate the percentage we want to give for the year out of our family budgets, set up recurring gifts to be transferred each month, and don't think of it again. Even if we physically put a check or bill in the offering plate each week, it feels detached from the living, breathing work God is doing.
The Year in Review booklet is one way to bring your giving to life. We hope you will see the faces, hearts, minds and stories behind each number. From baskets of chips served to our young adults, to cars donated to local families, to water wells in ten different countries, to the patients who received life-saving health care - God is working through your generosity.
As you read these statistics and stories, please pray over each one. Each number represents an individual person whose life has been impacted by Kingdom work. Please pray over our ministers, ministry leaders, and servants in our community. Pray over our church body, that our hearts will continually be renewed with the blessing and humility that it is only by God's grace and mercy we have anything to give at all. Pray over our hearts for Kingdom work and service, no matter how far or near.
Thank you for your generosity and for taking the time to reflect on 2018.


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In October of 2017, I débuted my very first music CD, NATURE DANCES,
short, impressionistic pieces played on Native American Flute.
This project was about communicating "energetics", about allowing little energetic blasts to move through me, finding shape through my breath. It's not meditative music at all; more like a "get up and go"!
To a large degree this CD was inspired by my living in Cottonwood AZ
near the Verde River, and to my west–Mingus Mountain.
Animals, trees, rocks and all — all conscious Beings, seen and unseen,
surely lent a hand.
From the back cover of NATURE DANCES:
For me, Nature does dance. Life is a dance; time is fluid and flexible.
This collection of short pieces played on Native American Flute
reflects these dance-like elements. Often quite wild.
Here a simple story unfolds through the duration of one Springtime day, beginning with "Calling". A natural sequence—a parade of greening earth, of birds and insects is depicted. There are three birds; they communicate a similar theme. The story concludes with evening falling, and my heartfelt tribute to a beautiful, stately Cottonwood tree cut down.
Finally, we arrive at the break of a new day and the happiness of "Water Dance". I am honored to be sharing these musical experiences with you. Peace.
For purchase of the physical CD please visit: https://store.cdbaby.com/cd/lansingday
Locally, in Sedona, the CD is available at Crystal Magic in West Sedona.
Digital single purchase tracks can be found on Amazon
And find full length samples here:
Some original guitar samplers:
Guitar Bounce
Variations on "Three Blind Mice"
Water Dance
Spoken Poem. Riffed on a feeling.
I Swim
More music on Soundcloud…click on my name to access my channel
And for some Rhythm Fun


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Hillcrest COVID-19 Call Center
Hillcrest HealthCare System has an established COVID-19 Call Center. Operators are available Monday - Friday, from 8 a.m. to 5 p.m. to answer patient questions, provide support and connect them to a provider. The Call Center line is 918-574-0920.
Nurseries have certainly come a long way. For first-time parents scrolling through Pinterest, it can be a bit intimidating. Just a glance at the popular blog "Project Nursery" and their "Most Viewed Nurseries of 2012" will reveal image after image of perfectly appointed spaces that rival what used to be the premiere room of the house, the master bedroom.
Thank you to the sweet family who wrote in to the Tulsa World regarding their experience at the Peggy V. Helmerich Women's Health Center. We honor the special responsibilty and opportunity to be a part of the families we meet every day.
Is it okay to breastfeed if the mother has the flu?
We love suspense. When it comes to finding out the sex of your baby, there are few things more thrilling. For most expectant couples, the big reveal happens around the 20 week ultrasound. After counting fingers and toes, the next question is usually "Is it a boy or a girl?" In recent years, couples have discovered it is even more exciting to share the big surprise with family and friends. Gender parties are a big hit and there are some pretty creative ways to reveal the gender of the baby.


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LEGION BASEBALL: Bears fall short, repeat as regional runner-up
EDWARDSVILLE — Missed opportunities and late miscues.
Both bitter pills came back to bite the Edwardsville Post 199/Alton Post 126 Metro East Bears on Sunday, and it ended their season at the American Senior Legion Great Lakes Regional.
Rockport, Ind. Post 254 plated a pair of unearned runs in the top of the 11th, and Corey Ehelhar struck out the Bears' Cole Cimarolli with the tying and go-ahead runs on base to preserve the Indiana state champs' 4-3 victory against the Bears at SIUE's Roy E. Lee Field.
With the win, Rockport (32-1) advances to the World Series in Shelby, N.C. beginning on Thursday. The loss ended the Bears' season at 20-8 and for the second straight year as the host team, Metro East wound up the regional runner-up.
"We put ourselves right in position to win it and we just fell a little short," said Bears starting pitcher Jake Garella. "It's a tough one. We've all had to go through them I think. We'd always like to be at the other end of the spectrum here, but we're just going to have to live with it and take this feeling and go into the next in life."
The Bears committed four errors — they committed 10 in two losses against Rockport — and the final two hurt more than any. They came in the 11th inning in a 2-2 game off losing pitcher Devin Colley.
Gant Miller reached when Colley deflected Miller's ground ball up the middle, but shortstop Chance Foss's throw pulled Garella off first to put the leadoff runner on. Then fielding a bunt from Zach Hopewell, Colley tried to get the lead runner at second and threw high to put two runners on. An infield single loaded the bases and Trever Zink's ground ball to third was bobbled by Drake Hampton, who had a forceout at home but instead had to get the runner at first but put Rockport up 3-2. Spencer Deom's sacrifice fly to right scored another run, which turned out to be the winning run.
"I was probably thinking too much. I tried rushing myself," Hampton said. "I should have either charged the ground ball or stay back on it a little bit. I wasn't really prepared. I should have known what to do with the ball as always."
The Bears rallied with two outs in the bottom of the 11th off starter — yes starter — Jesse Stallings, who was finally yanked after 10 2/3 innings and 173 pitches later.
After Foss walked, Jacob Kanallakan pinch-hit and singled off third baseman Zink's glove after a Stallings wild pitch sent Foss to second. Steven Pattan, who finished with a .600 batting average in the tournament, singled in Foss to cut the lead to 4-3, but with runners on first and second, Cimarolli was punched out on a called third strike, a pitch seemingly well off the plate on a call by home plate umpire Rick Allen that wasn't received very well.
"I was definitely disappointed," Cimarolli said of the call. "When you can't come in clutch for your team, it just brings you down. Even if you don't agree with it, it happens and there's nothing you can really do about it.
"It definitely hurts, especially when you're this close. Coach just said there were 16 teams playing for the World Series and only eight get to go, so it really sucks we couldn't be one of those teams."
But where the Bears really missed their chance to win the game was the bottom of the ninth when Tyler Stamer, who had two hits, singled with one out and moved to third on a double by Foss. With the eight spot coming up, instead of pinch-hitting for Colley in the situation, manager Ken Schaake elected to keep his pitcher to bat for himself. After working Stallings to 3-0, Colley took a called third strike.
From the looks of it, assistant coaches were lobbying for a pinch-hitter but to no avail.
"We had some opportunities earlier on to get a key hit or something that might have changed it, but we had second and third and we debated about pinch-hitting for Colley," Schaake said. "Might have been the smarter move, but I also had my best hitter, even though he's the No. 9 guy, he's the best hitter in the tournament coming up next (Pattan). I'm thinking I look like a genius. (Stallings) went 3-0 on (Colley) and then three straight (strikes) and then Pattan hits one (down the line) and it looked like one he was going to beat out and didn't make it."
Pattan hit a chopper down the third base line and couldn't beat a head slide into first on a tough play by Zink that would have ended it.
"I was out, but it was close," Pattan said. "I just hustled it out, but he made a good play. They played really good defense the whole game. There's nothing you can do about that.
"They got the best of us there in the end and we didn't have quite enough to come back."
The Bears, down 2-1 in the seventh, tied the game after back-to-back doubles by Mitchel Krebs and Stamer to lead off, but another situation instead of bunting the potential go-ahead runner to third, Foss was called out on a third strike and the Bears left that valuable runner stranded.
Garella worked six innings and allowed two runs (earned) on five hits, but four walks to go with five strikeouts hurt his chances of working deeper into the game.
"I definitely could have got ahead of some guys. I'm at fault for that," Garella said. "But we battled. Either way. We still battled them on the mound and in the field."
Colley allowed two hits and two runs (both unearned) in five innings with two walks and two strikeouts, but Stallings picked up the win. He scattered 12 hits and three earned runs with one walk and six strikeouts.
"I think probably our starting pitcher," Rockport manager Jim Haaff said, pointing to the reason Post 254 won. "Even though he gave up the three runs, he hung in there, pitched out of a big situation in the ninth inning and did a really nice job. We left him in a little longer than we normally do, but this is kind of winding down to the end of the year and he ought to be in the best shape he's been in, so consequently, he wanted to stay and we let him stay.
"We played good defense again today. Shortstop made two or three or four outstanding plays for us again. He's been quite a player in our program for four years and he'll be missed. We got some people on there later in the game and I think their fielders got a little anxious instead of catching the ball first and wanted to throw it. We were able to gain some bases on that and we moved runners along. We needed every bit of it as it worked out."
Haaff said they were monitoring Stallings' pitch count.
"We knew. We always know," he said. "Had it been a real hot day or something like that, and he told me about the eighth inning, he said, 'Coach, it's my game.' That means a lot to me. When I went and got him, he was unhappy when I went and got him. But he had given up three straight hits and throwing 170 pitches, it was time to go and obviously we brought the right guy in again and got the strikeout to end the game."
The Bears needed to win twice against Rockport to advance, and they'll be haunted by the missed opportunities and mishandled plays late in the game.
"We couldn't handle a couple plays they made, a couple bunt plays in the 11th inning, but hey, they didn't quit," Schaake said. "Like I told them, this was a group that always had each other's backs. … We had some pressure and we didn't just roll over. Our kids battles and it's a shame. They're a great group of kids, very polite, very respectful of the coaches and the game. I've never had a personality problem with them all year long. For them to come this close and to fall a little bit short is really tough for me to take."
"That ball (Kanallakan) hit there, if you'd have told me he'd hit that two innings before … without a doubt I'm putting him in because they're playing on the grass and that ball's by him. I still had confidence in the team. I thought they were going to come back. Unfortunately, it just didn't work out for them.
"Hindsight's always 20/20 and you think I probably should have pinch-hit for Colley or I should have bunted in this situation. There's a lot of different things. The pinch-hitting situation was probably on everybody's mind, but there were a lot of other things that were going in there, too, that we had going through our minds as to what we're trying to accomplish. We were trying to give this team the best opportunity to get into that second game and then anything can happen."
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Rockport (32-1) — Stephens 1-5, Zink 2-5 RBI-2, Deom 0-4 RBI, Meyer 1-4, Rowe 1-5, Miller 1-5 2B RBI, Hopewell 1-4. WP-Stallings IP-10 2/3 H-12 R-3 ER-3 BB-1 K-6.
Metro East (20-8) — Cimarolli 1-6, Clayton 1-5, Garella 2-5, D. Hampton 1-5 RBI, Krebs 1-4 2B, Stamer 2-5 2B RBI, Foss 2-4 2B, Kanallakan 1-1, Pattan 1-5 RBI. LP-Colley (3-2) IP-5 H-2 R-2 ER-0 BB-2 K-2.
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Over the weekend I started to have more and more muscle soreness. By Sunday morning I could not turn my head without there being a great deal of pain. I was literally holding my head and trying not to move. In hospital terms my pain was a 10. I was overwhelmed by it. And the pain meds were not helping. I called Tamara ( she's a nurse) and she said go to the hospital. She took me to HUP. They took me back right away. And they gave me meds pretty quickly. They also gave me a ct scan not long after I got there.
After some pain medicine through my port and my pain dropped to a zero. It was my first pain free moment in weeks. So we just waited for the scan results. Tamara and I talked about parenting. We talked about our teenagers. We laughed. But my light hearted pain free moment was short lived.
The ER doctor came in and told me that the scan found lesions on my t1 and t2 vertebrae. These were new. And likely the cause of my pain. There are 2cm. holes in the vertebrae at the base of my neck. No wonder the massage and heating pads did not work. So my cancer is spreading. This is considered a recurrence. I hoped that there would be a nice long time after treatment in which I would have a "break" but no such luck. So since my last chemo on September 12th and my last scan on the 10th of October my cancer has spread.
I left the hospital with prescriptions and an impending sense of doom. This is bad I kept saying. I am going to die. I really wanted to be here longer. Tamara rode the waves of grief with me. Then they turned to morbid jokes. "You can have my clothes." "Oh good you are a stylish dresser", she said. "At my funeral I want you to read a letter from me", I told her. "It's going to start…I told you I was going to die." This is funny to me. I take deep breaths all the way home.
I told Kelly and the kids in a matter of fact way my cancer is spreading. I keep thinking please don't go the brain. Please stay away from spinal fluid. Please let me live a little longer. I called my friend Alaina. She has IBC too and she helps me with the medical ins and outs of cancer. I read my ct scan report to her and she gives me her advice. I listen intently and I feel better…more hopeful. Alaina went through the same thing. She was diagnosed with metastatic disease 4 years ago. I trust her opinion.
This morning I went to see Dr. DeMichele with Cindy. I was also supposed to go to radiation later in the day. I waited for a while and then made my way back to see my oncologist. First we talk about my pain. Where it is what it's been like. Then we talk about my situation. I asked her to put me on Zometa and Navelbine ( Alaina's suggestion) and she agreed. At first we weren't sure whether I should continue getting radiation. After calling Dr. Solin they decided no more radiation for me. I will start chemo at HUP on Thursday. I will get it once a week for and indefinite period of time.
So I am going to change everything. No more rides to radiation. I want Kelly to go with me to chemo so I will just get a Philly car share and see what happens. I am on a lot of medication for the pain in my bones. I am back to one day at a time. I feel shaken by this but well…it was always a possibility. People with stage 4 die of cancer. I just want to live with it as long as possible.


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"Be careful Biffer!"
The words echoed ominously around Canine College's alleyway campus. With the fierce determination of a dog on a mission, Biffer the Labradoodle aimed his coal black nose forwards and set off on his biggest ever adventure. This was to be his final assignment before graduating. All Biffer needed was one good article and his future as a fully-fledged investigative journalist would be secure.
Biffer took a deep breath, sniffing the evening air as he went. Behind him, sipping brandy from the tiny barrel he wore around his neck stood his faithful tutor Bernard.
"I'm proud of you, boy." The old professor whispered, watching until his star pupil rounded the corner at the end of the alley and disappeared from sight.
A few minutes later Biffer was on Kennel Lane. Before him, huddled around a urine-soaked lamp post was a small group of scary looking dogs, cats and assorted caricatures of nobody in particular. It was on. The young Labradoodle's rendezvous with the fascist 'Kennels First' group was only seconds away. Biffer knew he'd have to keep his cover secure or risk certain death at the hands of the evil Jayda cat. That's assuming Slattery cat didn't get to him first. He'd done his research and was well aware that the metaphorical pussy cats, Puppy Paul and Bulldog Lewis were nothing compared to the group's real pussy cats, Jayda and Slattery.
"OK gentlemen, I want a good clean fight."
Biffer recognised the speaker instantly. It was Big Walt Lomax, tactical genius, armed forces specialist and giant of the Kennel First movement. Rumour has it that Big Walt was a proper veteran whose great, great, great auntie Siobhan fished from the edge of a garden pond near the battlefield at Ypres. It's true that the battle was long since over but according to legend she discovered some very interesting smells for all that and even demanded a medal for her pains. Kennels First was happy to oblige. Kennels First gives everyone medals. It's what they do!
"No surprise there." Muttered Biffer, approaching the lamp post, his anxiety giving way to the natural curiosity of the undercover reporter. What was going on?
"I'm OK! I'm OK!"
The voice was deep, gruff and angry.
"Just help me up, will yer?"
Bulldog Lewis lay on the yellow-stained pavement at the foot of the famous Kennels First lamp post. 'He must've fallen over again', thought Biffer. Bulldog fell over a lot.
The young labradoodle watched as Bulldog writhed around helplessly, waving his stubby little legs in a way that reminded Biffer of a struggling, upended tortoise.
"You'll never be Top Dog acting like that. Bulldog!"
Biffer felt himself gasp and hold his breath as he turned to stare at the newcomer. It was Puppy Paul himself! The leader of The Kennellers was standing just feet away and he looked mean. At least he looked as mean as a cute puppy ever can. Actually he just looked pathetic – as usual.
"You think you can piss higher than me. Eh?"
Puppy Paul's lip twisted into a sneer. His voice was both taunting and, Biffer detected, ever so slightly tremulous. It was as though even he wasn't sure who would win this pissing contest. The stakes were high. Whoever managed to project their urine furthest up the lamp post would win – and the winner controls the whole gang. Lewis had always been jealous of Puppy Paul and his favoured position with 'the boss', Spidery Jim. Kennels First could be under Bulldog and Slattery cat's control with Puppy Paul and Jayda cat out on their cute, floppy ears once and for all. Everything rested on the achievable altitude of Puppy Paul's next piss.
"Go on, Puppy. You can do it!"
Jayda cat was nothing if not encouraging.
"And you can stop yer purring, an' all! Why don't you and Bulldog boy there just go and play with the traffic?"
She hissed at Slattery cat, flicking her newly extended tail in the direction of the busy road.
Without waiting for Bulldog to be helped to his feet, Puppy Paul approached the Kennels First lamp post, carefully positioning himself on three legs, the fourth limb cocked towards the offending lamp post. With all the supreme effort of a freshly potty trained puppy, Paul squeezed his abdominal muscles as tightly as he could, closed his eyes and pushed hard.
"Dogs in Kennels!" Exclaimed Clever Besser, the Kennellers' 'intelligence officer'. "He's shit himself!"
Biffer smiled inwardly, dreaming of his first Pulitzer prize. Puppy Paul slinked shamefacedly away to hide behind the line of Police dogs (German shepherds, of course) that ringed the lamp post. He could see them sniggering under their studded collars as they closed ranks to protect the frightened Puppy from the gathering crowd of mongrels who jeered at his humiliation.
"Not again!" Exclaimed Jayda cat. "You really are embarrassing, Paul."
Bulldog Lewis, certain that the leadership was his at last wobbled his way up to the lamp post. All he needed to do was hit the post with piss and Kennels First would belong to him.
"Go baby, go."
Slattery cat could hardly contain her excitement.
Bulldog lifted his left hind leg as high as he could, straining to point his steroid-shrunken article as high into the air as caninely possible and squeezed. Big Walt held his breath, waiting to announce the Kennellers' new leader. Surely it must be all over now. Surely nothing could stop this coup. Jayda cat and Puppy Paul would soon be handing over their crowns to Slattery and Bulldog. Unless… unless.
"Oh feck!" Cried Slattery cat.
"I'm sorry love." Bulldog looked like he would cry as he picked himself up from the urine-soaked street and checked the lamp post. Not a single drop of his precious amber liquid had hit the spot.
"Will you ever stop falling over?"
Jayda cat's claws glinted in the orange glare of the street light above. Clever Besser declared a draw and Slattery cat ran for the bushes behind the waste ground.
Biffer licked his lips, the prize-winning article already taking shape in his Labradoodle brain.
Spidery Jim, the shadowy figure behind Puppy Paul's success just rolled his eyes and crawled off into the shadows.
"Feckin' amateurs!"
To be continued…


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What does one look for in a good coffee house? A quality business offers more than just a good cup of coffee. These coffee shops aren't your run of the mill cafes but add a little something extra to the mix.
Coffee Shop Breakdown
Cafe du Monde - New Orleans
Since coffee first entered the U.S. through New Orleans, the city has devoted its coffee image to the traditional French style and flair of brewing. Cafe du Monde remains dedicated to simple beauty, only offering their coffees black or au lait. This traditional shop, first opened in the French Market in 1862, is one of the oldest coffee shops in the country still in operation. True to New Orleans unique joie de vivre, Cafe du Monde is consistently enveloped in smooth Cajun trombone and saxophone music. Order a plate of beignets, New Orleans famous pillow soft pastries cloaked in layers of powdered sugar, and sit in the open air market with your group and smile. You won't be able to help it.
Geeksboro Coffeehouse Cinema - Greensboro, NC
Where some cafes cater to the inner hipster, Greensboro is named for the nerdier side of its patrons. Walk in the door and see Doctor Who's TARDIS and pop culture memorabilia lining the walls. Pikachu, Princess Peach, and King Joffrey sit atop the bar while comic book superheroes and vintage collectibles decorate the shelves around the tables. Not only does Geeksboro serve excellent coffee, they show movies regularly and host game nights. While you may not be able to get a whole lot of work done, the creative and lively atmosphere will unleash your inner geek. Buy a board game, grab a couple of friends, a cup of coffee or a beer, and play an impromptu game of Monopoly next to a life-size Dalek.
The Vault - Valley City, ND
You won't find gourmet coffee here, fresh beans ground before your eyes by a chatty barista, but what you will find may surprise you. This cafe is completely and perpetually empty of baristas, run entirely on the honor system. The Vault earned worldwide press because of their unique system and surprising success, finding that their patrons are remarkably honest. Instead of exotic coffees, you can grab a Keurig k-cup, some locally baked goods, or a Blue Bunny ice cream treat and sit down in the beautifully renovated bank. The Vault is a place of community, returning to the idea that coffee connects individuals. So sit back with a brownie and a hot chocolate, participate in the scheduled events, and enjoy.
1369 Coffee House - Boston
Having opened over 20 years ago in what used to be the 1369 Jazz Club, Cambridge's 1369 Coffee House has been named Boston's best coffee house. 1369's menu includes brewed coffees, a variety of espressos, specialty, iced and frozen drinks along with freshly baked cookies and coconut macaroons, homemade soup, and locally sourced cider. They even deliver jugs of cold brewed iced coffee to your doorstep. Beyond the coffee, 1369 is wholly devoted to the idea of community and to bringing people together with their services and products. They boast a reputation for their inviting atmosphere, comfortable seating, and friendly staff that has produced over two decades of regulars. If you are in the Boston area, look in the door and find yourself entranced. You might not want to leave.
Heritage Bicycles General Store - Chicago
Nothing says "unique coffee shop" quite like a man building a bicycle by hand in the back of the cafe. Heritage Bicycles General Store regulars will attest that it is not unusual for someone to come in for a latte and leave with a new hand-crafted bike. The aura of Heritage Bicycles is one of eco-friendliness, community cooperation, and airy gentility. Sunlight streams in through the expansive windows, splashing over the community tables, the beautiful wooden bar, and the street-side tables perfect for working on your laptop or talking to a friend. Ride over on your bike or buy one while you are here trying out their coffee blends expertly brewed in a beaker before your eyes.
Little Freshie - Kansas City, MO
Cradled on a charming, tree-lined street in Kansas City among other lovely shops, boutiques, and residences are the petite soda fountain and espresso bar, Little Freshie. Everything Little Freshie sells is made in-house, meaning they put an expert amount of care and attention into every cup and every scone you buy. Try their decadent macarons, the popular pineapple serrano pepper snow cone or the many varieties of espressos served iced or hot. Little Freshie also sells Boys Grow products, a line made to support inner-city boys with business skills, along with salt water taffy, chocolate, and more. Learn about their brewing process from the talkative, friendly baristas and enjoy a blackberry lavender soda on a hot Kansas City day.
Storyville Coffee Company - Seattle
Where better to get a cup of coffee than the city known for it? Nestled in the heart of Seattle at Pike Place Market, Storyville Coffee Company's mission is to put the best coffees in the world in front of you. The cafe was expertly designed by firms from four cities and three countries to make sure every patron will be transported in comfort by the plush chairs, wood decor, and large metal fireplace. Storyville's motto is "Love Everybody," and they believe that their delicious coffees, homemade baked goods, and atmosphere will help you to ditch your troubles and see the beauty in loving.
A hot cup of coffee, delicately brewed, evokes the feeling of calm and familiarity of home in the middle of a wild and raucous world. Visit a quality, unique coffee shop on your next group trip and regenerate your joie de vivre.


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Aerial Imaging
Imagery has been an integral portion of understanding site-specific variables in the field of agriculture since its inception in the 1930s. Primarily, aerial photography was used as a land management tool of agricultural resources by the United States Department of Agriculture.
Ortho photographs provide growers with a basic visual understanding of a variety of factors ranging from yield mapping to conservation practices. Although the spectral resolution is RGB, some states have added an infrared layer allowing additional observations, such as plant stress.
Although some agricultural specialists may view infrared photography as the most important management tool, the possibilities of photography in the field of precision agriculture continue to expand.
Today, new technology like multispectral and hyperspectral imaging is an interest to growers. Spectral imaging for remote sensing captures visible and infrared regions of the electromagnetic spectrum, offering advanced visual agricultural assessments.
The main difference between multispectral and hyperspectral lies in the number of spectral bands each technology deploys. Multispectral collects less than 20 spectral bands, while hyperspectral collects at least 100.
This allows growers to map, analyze trends, and implement management programs based upon understanding the fixed and fluctuating variables and how they relate to yield productivity.


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Very Bad Wizards
a philosopher and a psychologist ponder human morality
We found 1 episode of Very Bad Wizards with the tag "bonus".
Bonus Episode: Top 5 Deadwood Characters
March 17th, 2020 | 1 hr 26 mins
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Here's something that might help with the Coronavirus blues: we're releasing our latest Patreon bonus episode for everyone. In this (unedited) episode, Tamler and David talk about their Top 5 "Deadwood" characters. If you've seen the show, let us know if you agree or disagree, or if we should go fuck ourselves. And if you haven't watched it yet, you might have some time on your hands for the next month or two - there's almost no better way to spend it than watching "Deadwood." Enjoy!


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Safetywear & workwear
Health and safety at work is an important part of any employer's responsibilities, but it is for your benefit. Ensuring that you stay safe and visible at work is not only vital to your safety, but also to those around you.
Are you looking for a supplier that can use a vast amount of industry knowledge and also a large amount of products to make sure that you and your team stay safe at work? When you contact Willenhall Rubber & Industrial Supplies Ltd you'll get just that.
Whether you are looking for workwear, corporate wear or outdoor wear, Willenhall Rubber & Industrial Supplies have got it covered.
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We are also able to print or embroider your company branding onto the workwear that we supply as we understand that protecting your identity is important.
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Weeklybeats is a 52 week long music project in which artists compose and publicly release 1 song a week for the entire year.
Starting December 29th 2019 GMT each participant will have one week to upload one finished composition. Any style of music or selection of instruments are welcomed and encouraged. Sign up or Login to get started or check our FAQ for any help or questions you may have.
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A Live Jam
I had all kinds of ideas for how to use the Octatrack, and it's pretty cool, but it requires a lot more setup than almost any other piece of gear that I own and that really slows me down from making a song in a couple of hours.
For this one, I'd need:
1) A way to better include melodies. I live-recorded this one but then wasn't cognizant or comfortable enough to record a different one.
2) Better drums. I took some that I had already sampled in the past but they aren't really suited for the track.
3) A little more organization with the scene effects.
There's a million things I need to fix with this but I'm super tired right now and want a break! Will try again next week.
This submission is licensed by author under CC Attribution Noncommercial (BY-NC)
And maybe the panning needs a tweak as well.
Yeah, I realized after that I had set up the Octatrack samples incorrectly, and they ended up being stereo files with only one side recorded, which (obviously) messes things up. Got that fixed up this week though.


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Six hours at the fair isn't enough to tire out the Hill kids.
"What did ya think [of that ride]?"
"It was good!" replied seven year-old Gabby Hill.
But for these kids, it's more than just a good time.
"Everything we have, we just packed our clothes and our dogs," said Amanda Hill, the kids' mother.
And they made the six hour drive to York from Virginia beach, Virginia, which is right in the path of Hurricane Florence.
"We're in zone A, so we're mandatory evacuating," said Amanda.
They came to York to stay with a family member for the time being, but the fear of what's happening at home has been tough on the kids.
"I've been worried because we're right by the water, and the waves could get high and crash our windows," said 10 year-old Karlee Hill.
But it just so happens that their unplanned trip to York coincided with one of the most fun times to visit the area.
"We're constantly checking our phones, so we just thought this would be a lot of fun to get it off of everybody's mind," said Amanda.
Mission accomplished.
It might be a coincidence that Karlee's shirt says, 'Be the sunshine on cloudy days.'
But the truth is, the York fair is offering that little bit of light.
"I wish we could go here every day!" said Karlee.


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Play-by-Post: Knights of the Five Kingdoms!
It's that time again!
The Knights of the Five Kingdoms, led by Sir Axell the Champion of Winterhaven, have escorted the Lady Elsibeth to her marriage celebration at Starpeak in The Easterlands. In honor of the marriage, Lord Dalton who is the father of the groom is holding a tournament!
This is the Knights of the Five Kingdoms play-by-post! An episodic game where you play a knight competing in tournaments and/or going off on short quests.
So, what is it?
This is a game we will play on the forum here. Hence, play-by-post.
The large majority of this particular game will be the playing out of a tourney set in a medieval world of knights. This particular tournament will involve jousting. Your knight will enter the lists and face off against other knights. The winners get gold and a chance for the grand prize (a real life prize!).
You describe your knight and then send me your attacks / defenses via private message to play out against the other knights (the other players). It is a very low intensity play-by-post. Meaning, you can roleplay as much or as little as you want. The key thing will be sending me the decisions made in the joust.
How many can play?
All of the knights are player characters! There is no limit. The more the merrier! Preferably we have at least 6-8, but up to 10-12 (or more!) would be great.
I'm interested. How do I learn more?
Go to this group page and join: https://community.nerdlouisville.org/groups/knights-of-the-five-kingdoms
Once you join, you can see the various threads in the Knights of the Five Kingdoms discussion area, including instructions for creating your knight character. I've also included the Jousting Rules, which will be important to look over and understand.
Create a new character in a new thread. And then, chime in on the Tourney of Starpeak: Signups! thread.
The winner of the joust will get in-game gold, XP, and honors, of course.
BUT, we're also going to have a real life prize to make this interesting.
As with last time, I'm throwing in a $20 Gift Certificate to DriveThruRPG!
You could use that to buy a set of the Original Edition of D&D ($9.99), or any number of items.
What did you buy with your gift certificate, @Judge_John aka Sir Axell (winner of the first tournament!)?
We still need some players, so go ahead and sign up for your chance to win the prize!
If you are already in the group @Knights-of-the-Five-Kingdoms you are of course invited as well!
Still looking for a few more players!
We're up to 6 knights! Need a few more to really make it special!
We're closing signups this Sunday! Hop in before then if you're interested!


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Country of origin: AUSTRALIA Alcohol content: 42% Alcohol by Volume
Cocos Nucifera, Latin for coconut, is the second edition from the Rum Diary Spiced Experimental Kitchen.
Elise Goodwin, winner of the 'Of All Things Tiki, Land & Sea' cocktail competition, received the opportunity to work with Rum Diary Spiced to create her own small-batch spiced rum. "I wanted to create something different and fun - and I love coconuts" said Elise. So they set off to create an authentic, dry, white coconut spiced rum.
They used activated charcoal to remove the color from their aged rum, blended three different coconut macerations with cacao nibs and Australian native wattleseed to compliment and lift the coconut profile.
The final product is a wonderful toasted coconut rum like no other.
Rum Diary Spiced is Melbourne based but sources ingredients from all around the world to produce their range of spiced rums and bottled cocktails.


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Archive for category Grad School
Gradschool's hidden purpose
Posted by e2d2 in Grad School on February 23, 2011
I now stand, although perhaps lean is a better adjective, at the end of my fifth week of classes. The maniacal frontal assault on my work and schedule no long overwhelmes me to the same degree. Instead, I feel as though I've tamed the endless onslaught of readings, writings, work and internships into a highly controlled outline of lists, checklists, and thoughtful planning. It is the ultimate crash-course in time management and directed reading. I can no longer read every piece of material that passes by with the depth I want to give it. Instead, I have to force myself to skim headlines in GoogleReader and pass over names and dates if they aren't critical to the argument. The biggest change in my study behavior has been the diabolical need to abstract each article I read because I simply cannot hold it all in my memory at once. There is too much information coming too fast with too many applications to trust that when crunch time comes I will remember where I read what.
It appears that grad-school, particularly a master's degree, is not only about stretching the mind and forcing it to think harder and more deeply. That is part of my life. Instead, this degree and especially this semester is a challenge in time and project management. I have to learn and practice juggling multiple tasks and thoughts all the time. My life is strangely disjointed between the type of work I do in my part-time office job, my part-time archivist internship, and my full-time student experience. Different parts of my brain function at different levels all the time. One of my classes requires thinking and writing with deep analysis, synthesis and conclusions. The other requires concise summaries of content alone without the near-instinctual need to find coherence or meaning in the readings. The third draws on my empathy as a person, and heightens my awareness in body language and speech patterns to find understanding in interpersonal relationships. The struggle doesn't lie in my ability to do any of them individually, although all require more practice to make me feel competent. The most draining part of grad-school is in the switching from one mindset to the other, the constant focus of one over another while still drawing on the skills I'm practicing in each.
And I say all of this at 11:40pm, after two exceedingly long days, so please excuse some of the rambling. I may need to revisit my notes on how to write concisely.
A brief monthly summary
Posted by e2d2 in Grad School, Travel on January 30, 2011
The past month has flown by. It started with a bang in DC with friends and 7 museums in 3 days. I've been to DC twice before, but this was the first time I had the wherewithal to wander the city and get to know her heart. After doing so, I can say that although I love the dedication to shaping America's history and identity that happens within the city, I'm very glad I don't live there. When it comes to getting a job after grad-school, I will likely let my colleagues apply for those amazing opportunities within DC. Unless of course someone offers me a job in the Library of Congress.
I didn't take many pictures as I browsed the museums and partied with friends, but here are a few that I did collect. They are mostly of the Capital building, because I find the structural presence and statement of the Mall and surrounding buildings a great narrative of America's perspective of herself. Walking around the area, I can understand the academic arguments for how places can create certain identities – something I'm skeptical of in my readings because the omnipresence doesn't translate well unless you have experience of the place.
Yes, that was a coral reef, with hanging jelly fish, crocheted out of hundreds of colors and types of yarn from the Natural History Museum.
But now classes have started, in the typical whirl that always accompanies the first week. I'm overwhelmed and intrigued and excited and ready to dive back in. On the docket this semester: Intro to Archiving (complete with a fight for one of ~60 internships), Oral History (something I'm increasingly fascinated with as it draws together multiple strands of interests), and Topics in Modern European History (aka my history of porn class.)
I hope to be better blogging about the strands of thoughts I process this semester, but so far my track record for such public musings is less than stellar. But, on the docket for next time: memory, oral history, and the possibilities of technology.
A year's end
Posted by e2d2 in Grad School on December 30, 2010
It seems 2010, the first decade of the millennium, is coming to an end. It's been a busy year for me. I quit a job, spent five months doing virtually nothing but reading and relaxing, moved, started grad school, got a new job, and am revving up for an even busier next year. It's strange to imagine that this time last year I was finishing up grad school applications and in a serious fit of nerves about if I would get in to either of my schools (I managed both somehow) and if Archives was really going to be as cool as I imagined. I don't have that worry anymore, even though I've not done the Archives portion of library school – that starts next semester. It's comforting to know that even if I don't like that, I DO love library science and would have no problem switching to the academic library tract. Now to start pinning down a research topic for my master's history thesis since I won't be doing anything classics- based. I've got one inkling of an idea, proposed by my history professor this past semester, but I need to do more research and explore more widely first.
I think that will be my direction of this upcoming year: exploring the world more widely. I've got a lot of things to go see and try and explore and none of it will happen if I stay focused on only one point. As such I'm looking to get one professor to work on a paper idea with me, and see if it's worth developing into something presentable and publishable. I've joined the American Archivists Society in an effort to be part of a professional organization and learn some networking skills. And somewhere in there I want to get to know some of my very cool classmates better.
In that spirit, I am on my way to Washington D.C. to visit old friends, maybe make some new, and go exploring down there! I've been to D.C. twice, but both times were not great for seeing the historical/tourist sites. No doubt going over New Years is also not the best time for seeing the sites in a relatively quiet time, but I will make it work and hopefully have a few pictures to upload soon.
Here's to an interesting 2011!
*This entry posted while on the bus to D.C. Hello living in the future!!
End of Semester #1
Posted by e2d2 in Grad School on December 10, 2010
The end of the semester is here and mostly gone. I have one more paper to write, my history final, and then I am free to do as I please for the holiday break.
As I expected, it came far quicker than I wanted it to. However, I feel none of the stress or anxiety of not getting everything done that I associated with undergraduate finals time. I'm not sure if it's because of my stunning ability to stay on top of all my work this semester, or if the end of the semester was not very full. Either way, I appreciate the lack of stress.
One semester of Library School done, and I can say that this is what I want to do with my life. Despite some of my complaints on the lack of academic rigor, the topics and issues surrounding information access and general librarianship are right up my alley. I have not blogged about these issues as much as I intended to (something I hope to remedy), but in short I'm becoming more and more passionate about information and I can see a way to take my love of learning and knowledge and make turn it into a way to contribute to society beyond academic papers. Better yet are the vast number of individuals I'm meeting who have the same inclinations.
Library school, you came to me on the shores of Inishmor, and I've found a path worth traveling. Life is good.
Thinking: once you start, there is no end
Posted by e2d2 in Grad School on November 7, 2010
I have reached that point in the semester where my brain is filled with new concepts. My intense analytical readings have spilled over into my everyday life, and suddenly I am over-analyzing my own life in terms of these new ideas. A few examples that have crossed my mind in the last few days:
A desire to examine the historical evolution of using Hitler in for social comedy and protests. For example, the Hitler videos, re-closed-captioning ridiculous revelations onto a scene from Downfall, in conjunction with the protest signs equating individuals and policies they dislike to Hitler/Nazis, the internet meme of Reductio Ad Hitlerem, and the related Godwin's Law.
Quilting which is historically a social activity, is now an individualistic experience. How did this happen, and why?
A friend who was trying to figure out a way not work all day decided to set his iPad on his desk and leave, knowing that his colleagues know he never goes far away from his iPad. My only response was "Clever. Using your consumerist identity to avoid capitalist production."
All this education is contagious, a mental virus. It's overwhelming as I start deconstructing various aspects of my life, but I love it and wouldn't have it any other way.
October News
Posted by e2d2 in Grad School on October 29, 2010
It's been nearly a month since the last update here. Big events have been going on in that time. Of course the excitement of classes has ratcheted up a notch. My first big round of assignments was due this past week, and I was busy perfecting, editing, researching, and trying to get things working right for them. The next round will be the end of the semester, a measly six weeks away.
Of bigger news is that I'm officially employed! It was a whirl-wind event of me falling into the situation, like I've done for every job I've had. My roommate mentioned a few openings at Simmons, and I submitted a resume. I got an email Wednesday requesting an interview, I interviewed Thursday morning, and they hired me basically on the spot. As of Monday, I will be working in the Study Abroad office at Simmons, helping put that department in shining order. There are a number of challenges facing me. Most of which I'm sure I don't have a grip on their depth. But that's good. I need another challenge to keep life interesting.
Of course, I don't really need more to occupy my time, but I shall also be attempting to write a novel in November for National Novel Writing Month. It's a 50,000 word challenge in a month. I managed to complete the requisite number of words last year, and I hope to do as well this time. Despite the demands of a new job, grad school, and whatever else falls into my lap.
I leave you with the view outside my window as the trees began their colorful display.
Begun, October Has
Posted by e2d2 in Culinary Trials, Girl Scouts, Grad School on October 2, 2010
Be honest. Is there anything better than rocking out to the intro to Smoke On the Water? I thought not. Unless you're rocking out to Star Wars. There are musical priorities after all.
So my past few days have been pleasantly busy with a few moments of hilarity here and there. Tuesday I battled one of our invading pantry moths. Although I won the war, I think it won the battle. I managed to jam my finger against the floor, and it is only today that the swelling looks to be mostly gone. Wednesday I attempted the fried rice recipe – despite the total lack of measurements.
I'm a logical person, who thrives on directions, especially when cooking. The whole idea of "just throw some of this and some of that in" seems like a catastrophe waiting to happen. Cooking is a science after all! Science requires precision! Except when it doesn't. I looked at the process as an experiment, and dove in. First, I had to have one of my roommates teach me how to make rice. This may seem like a basic, self-explanatory process of a 2:1 ratio of water:rice. But I'd never cooked real rice, and had no idea how much to cook in order to make fried rice for myself for a few days and my housemates. 1.5 cups was "thrown in" and away I went. I cooked some scrambled eggs, the first time I'd attempted this process successfully! After which, I fried some onions, mixed in some peas and chinese sausage and then carefully poured in the cooked rice to fry it all together. Slight problem: my pan was not nearly large enough to actually fry the whole batch. So I spent 15 minutes carefully turning it over and over to hopefully get it fried "like in stir fry." Full disclosure: I've never made stir fry. I only remember watching my father make it when I was a child. Eventually it smelled done-ish? and so I poured in the final ingredients: soy sauce and scallions for some more frying. At least by this time, it was starting to smell as I remembered, so I figured I was on the right track. I carefully kept stirring, hoping that the constant movement wasn't creating some unmanageable chain reaction that would turn my rice into a ball of nothingness or create the food-bomb in my own kitchen. When I realized that the rice was starting to burn, I figured that was a good enough reason to pull it off the stove. It tasted largely like it was supposed to, and now I have another recipe to add to my repertoire!
The first big round of assignments is due next week, so I have writing to do summarizing the several interviews I've conducted in the past two weeks. I've discovered the joys of conducting a reference interview. I find I enjoy the task of helping others clarify their own research and the distinct challenges posed by each project. Besides the act of searching databases for papers and books, I have to learn something about the topic I'm looking for. It's now part of the possible jobs I'm contemplating. My tech class is moving into the practical application of technology. One of our projects is learning a new skill, I've chosen JavaScript. Which reminds me, I need to spend some serious time this week working on that. Our final project is to create a professional/personal website. It has been some time since I've done any web developing, but I'm enjoying re-learning HTML and CSS, even if designing is still challenging. Finally there's history. We're no longer focused on theory, but practice. Our professor is pulling examples from a large number of sources and types of history, but so far I've not found anything I love as much as Classics. Which is why my source hunt (chasing a footnote to its original source) is going to be Classics-related. More as that develops.
I didn't go dancing this past week, something I intend to remedy next week. However, I am beginning the process of volunteering for Girl Scouts again. There is a small group of Simmons students who want to help troops grow at one of the local schools, and I've volunteered to start a Brownie troop. It's been ages since I've been actively involved in GS, but surely all the old skills will come back quickly! I'm trying not to get my hopes up, since I still have to hear from our headquarters's liaison whether or not there is enough interest to start a troop, but I'm already planning activities and events and ways to start dissecting negative behavior that is apparent in that school. GS was such a huge part of my growing up, and I'm so excited to give that kind of experience to others who need the opportunities that GS provides.
In short, it's October, and life is getting busy-busy!
Poststructuralism – aka Derrida, go deconstruct yourself.
Posted by e2d2 in Grad School, History on September 25, 2010
Apparently my history professor finds it heartily entertaining to drop poor first-year grad students into the ocean of poststructuralism and see how well we sink or swim. I respect her all the more for it. Luckily the class lecture gave a concise overview of the theories leading into poststructuralism and what its premise is. Namely, the total lack of language to actually give meaning to objects. Because language is all self-referential (that is, you need words to describe the meanings of other words, which means you need to have definitions for those words, ad infinitum…), it is impossible to actually know a grand, over-reaching truth. All this is something I've been exposed to before, but never explicitly explained. But the most diabolical nature of these poststructuralists is this well-kept secret: their obtuse, complex, overwhelming language and structure is a conscious choice on the part of the writers to further emphasize the self-referential nature of language. And their philosophical musings have left historians with some interesting quandaries about how to look at history, and more directly, what to "do" with history. How do we use it, if history can not find an "answer." There was good discussion about how to move forward, and if we really need to quibble over these theoretical questions. All I really can decide myself is this:
Derrida, go deconstruct yourself.
I love grad school!! Just don't ask about post-poststructuralism.
Week 4
Posted by e2d2 in Grad School on September 21, 2010
It has taken four weeks, but as of yesterday I finally remember what it's like to be in school, and, more importantly, what grad school is supposed to be like. I feel like my history class has dumped me into the middle of a lake, and told me that although there are landmarks and others thrashing wildly in the water around me, I must A. learn how to swim and B. find my way to shore, all by observing the motion of the water around me. It's a disconcerting feeling. One I am not used to after a few years away from academia. That's not to say I'm not enjoying myself entirely, I just need to get used to being the unenlightened one in the class instead of the one at the top. My ego is smarting.
My other two classes are interesting, if not as intellectually challenging. This week I shall be interviewing a systems librarian to discover more about her job. A useful practice, which part of me wishes I had done more of throughout high school and undergrad. Reference is about what I expected it to be, and surprisingly something I've been informally practicing for a long time now. I quite enjoy it, but would only look for a job in reference outside the public library realm.
Socially, life is good. I've gone dancing at a few venues in the area now as I try to find a lindy-hop place that will match the awesomeness of my dance hall in Denver. The reality is: I won't. The Merc was special, and the best I can do for the moment is to find a place welcoming and with dancers eager to teach me what they know. I'm a far bit better than I expected, which comes of dancing in a place that has a large group of advanced/intermediate dancers that have been around for a decade. So, while my intellectual ego is taking a bruising, my "I can dance" ego has gotten a boost. You win some, you lose many others.
I now have a several-paragraph response paper to write about my history reading. Who knew that we were in a post-poststructuralist era? Considering I'm still fuzzy on what poststructuralism is, I really have nothing intelligent to say about being past (post?) that.
The Fun Begins
Posted by e2d2 in Grad School on September 7, 2010
I had my first round of classes last week, and today was the first day that I had time to actually sit down and study. Four hours in the library later, and I realize that I'm out of practice. At my peak, I could sit in the library for 10 hours straight and work with few interruptions. Right now, four hours is my limit. As a friend reminded me, it takes practice to get back to that level – and to remember to stretch beforehand.
Classes this semester look to be a complement of practical (Reference and Information Sciences, and Technology for Information Professionals) and theoretical (Historical Methods). The two different focuses are going to be a challenge to two different sides of the brain. Happily there are no tests in any of the classes as professors are trying to get us to learn for our own sake and not for a test. This philosophy makes me happy, and convinces me that I've chosen well. I've only dipped my toes in so far, but I've already enjoyed a rousing debate about what History IS and how one studies it, and the problems and nature of Reference work. Although most of the ideas are not new, their presentation has sparked some interesting correlations in my own thinking.
And now, two pictures of my campus and a few of the Boston area from my wanderings this weekend. That's the USS Constitution: the oldest commissioned ship in the world. One of the things I learned from that tour was that my dreams of being a 18th-century pirate are squished. There would have been ~500 men on that one ship, packed in like sardines, with low ceilings and hammocks that would have knocked together in rough water. I'll pass for now.


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Black Unicorn (Paperback)
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Tanaquil, daughter of the sorceress Jaive, distinguished only by her conspicuous lack of magic and a talent for mending broken things, fears she may never escape her mother's isolated and magically chaotic castle in the desert. But then a unicorn bone finds her, setting into motion a destiny far stranger than any she had imagined. A divine fantasy, crafted with sly wit, intelligence, and an uncanny knack for the surprising and sublime, full of delights both great and small.— Reva
From Publishers Weekly Tanaquil, whose only talent is the ability to fix things, lives in the isolated desert palace of her mother, the sorceress Jaive. When an inquisitive peeve--one of the palace pets--unearths a cache of strange, sparkling bones, Tanaquil uses them to piece together a unicorn's skeleton. A stray blast of Jaive's magic brings the creature to life, and it escapes to the desert, followed by Tanaquil and the peeve. Free at last from her mother's wizardry, Tanaquil embarks on a series of adventures that culminate in the fulfillment of an ancient prophecy. A magical journey that mirrors a teenager's coming-of-age is hardly a new plot device, but experienced SF writer Lee allows events to unfold at their own pace, revealing unexpected twists along the way. The combination of self-assured storytelling and the near-tangible evocation of a quirky world will have much appeal for fantasy devotees. As in the novels of Robin McKinley ( The Hero and the Crown; The Blue Sword ), an understated current of feminism runs throughout. Illustrations not seen by PW. Ages 12-up. Copyright 1991 Reed Business Information, Inc. --This text refers to an out of print or unavailable edition of this title. From School Library Journal Grade 7-12-- Tanaquil may be the daughter of a sorceress, but she can't do any magic--or so she thinks--and she finds life in her mother's castle very dull and lonely. Her one skill, that of mending things, leads her to piece together a pile of old bones found in the desert and unknowingly bring back to life a black unicorn that needs Tanaquil to help it return to its own, more perfect world. In the process of doing this, Tanaquil finds a sister, and discovers what her own powers really are. The plot of The Black Unicorn is in no way as simple as this description. It is complex and twisting, and while readers may not be sure where they're going, they'll never be bored. Lee's lush and highly visual style and her down-to-earth sense of humor are a constant entertainment. Her imagination is boundless, whether in recreating the life of desert nomads or describing a castle full of magical devices all gone slightly awry. The static cover illustration, with rearing unicorn and silver-gowned heroine, does not begin to convey the special flavor of this stylish, humorous fantasy. --Ruth S. Vose, San Francisco Public Library.


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[Read by Alex Wyndham, Billie Fulford-Brown, Morag Sims, Gary Furlong, Greg Wagland, Antony Ferguson, Derek Perkins, Jane Copland and Mary Jane Wells] New York Times bestselling author Hazel Gaynor has joined with Heather Webb to create this unforgettably romantic novel of the Great War. August 1914. England is at war. As Evie Elliott watches her brother, Will, and his best friend, Thomas Harding, depart for the front, she believes -- as everyone does -- that it will be over by Christmas, when the trio plan to celebrate the holiday among the romantic cafes of Paris. But as history tells us, it all happened so differently. Evie and Thomas experience a very different war. Frustrated by life as a privileged young lady, Evie longs to play a greater part in the conflict -- but how? -- and as Thomas struggles with the unimaginable realities of war he also faces personal battles back home where War Office regulations on press reporting cause trouble at his father's newspaper business.


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Gambica History
GAMBICA was formed in 1981, by merging the interests of three associations, SIMA, BIMCAM and CAMA, and then in 2001 integrating the BLWA.
The history of these associations goes back even further, in some cases to the early 1900's
1915 - BLWA (British Laboratory Ware Association) is formed
1916 - BOIMA (British Optical Instrument Manufacturers' Association) is established
1944 - BIMCAM (British Industrial Measuring & Control Apparatus Manufacturers) is established
1953 - SIMA (Scientific Instrument Manufacturers' Association) is formed from BOIMA
1972 - CAMA (Control and Automation Manufacturers' Association) is established
1981 - GAMBICA is formed by merging BIMCAM, SIMA & CAMA
2001 - BLWA merged with GAMBICA
What does GAMBICA stand for?
When GAMBICA was first formed in 1981, the abbreviation stood for the Group of Associations of Manufacturers of British Instrumentation, Control and Automation. However when the BLWA was integrated in 2001, the abbreviation stopped being used and now GAMBICA is simply used as the name of the association.


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Monday, April 24, 2006
Mamma's boy
I have a great story for you, but am too blissed out and preoccupied to write it, soon though. This mamma's boy was born on Thursday the 13th of April during the full moon. We ended up in the hospital and in the operating room to have a C-section, but we are both well. I have nothing but praise for the NHS and all that work there. I was treated with respect, care and consideration. Happiness.
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I have to come out of lurker status to congratulate you and your family. You have posted such a sweet picture of your new boy...what a perfectly shaped head! April 13 is a good day to be born too. Enjoy your babymoon.
- April 25, 2006
- Unknown said...
Congratulations on your beautiful baby boy!
(also a lurker delurking~your site always took me back to my school days in England)
- April 25, 2006
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I have several small Django apps on webfaction, and I want more, but what I have already eats too much memory. I have already tried spawning, but it ended up using even more memory.
I see each application creating about 7 instances of Apache. Can I - and if so, should I - and if so, how do I decrease that number? Would it help reducing memory usage? What would be a reasonable minimum of processes per app? Sacrificing performance is not a problem - the most "popular" of the sites has ~10 visitors a day, so as long as it at lest barely works, it could do the job (right?)
Or if I am on the wrong track, are there some other ways?
asked 02 Aug '11, 06:36
Just out of curiosity, how many apps and what is their memory usage?
(10 Aug '11, 22:49) bwooceli
You should be able to reduce the number of processes to 1 or 2 then. For threads, you can probably leave that at 1 as well. These are things that you will have to play with to make sure it doesn't impact your sites severely, but with only ~10 visits per day you should be fine. You can also play around with other values as shown here http://httpd.apache.org/docs/2.0/mod/worker.html
Just make sure to make a backup of your httpd.conf file before you start making changes so that you can either refer back to it or restore if needed.
answered 02 Aug '11, 10:23
bmeyer71 ♦♦
So I navigated to /home/nuigurumi/webapps/mywebapp/apache2/conf and edited httpd.conf:
ServerLimit 1 ThreadLimit 2 StartServers 1 MaxSpareThreads 1 MinSpareThreads 1 MaxClients 2 ThreadsPerChild 2
re-started apache. The command: ps -u nuigurumi -o rss,etime,pid,command still shows 7 instances of /home/nuigurumi/webapps/mywebapp/apache2/bin/httpd.worker What am I doing wrong?
(02 Aug '11, 10:53) nuigurumi
You should have a line in your httpd.conf that looks like the following:
WSGIDaemonProcess mydomain processes=2 python-path=/home/username/webapps/app:/home/username/webapps/app/lib/python2.6 threads=10
You need to change the processes= and threads= entries here.
(02 Aug '11, 11:06) bmeyer71 ♦♦
OK, it had some effect, although with processes=1 threads=1 it creates what looks like 3 processes, but maybe that's how it's supposed to work. So those "ServerLimit" and the rest don't do anything in this case?
(02 Aug '11, 11:19) nuigurumi
I have a couple older Django apps, and they don't have that line in httpd.conf -- do I add it or change the usage in another way?
(02 Aug '11, 11:33) Berislav Lopac
WSGIPythonOptimize 2
also decreases memory usage a little
(02 Aug '11, 11:53) nuigurumi