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Cathy Rhulloda created this video using the Google SearchStories feature on YouTube. Search on, indeed.Google Maps: A Search Story by Mike Blumenthal
8 thoughts on "Google Maps: A Search Story"
Glad you posted this – I had a feeling you'd like it.
So what's next – does Google disable searchStories if people use it to highlight their fails, or do they actually fix the problems?
Google is fixing problems. Not all of them and not as fast as you or I would like but they do fix problems.
Mike –
The frustration is that these are 'definitive' OneBoxes, which have the highest prominence on the page. Four of the examples are claimed listings with fake addresses and local phone numbers that forward to call centers. The orders are re-routed through floral wire services back to local florists – sans about 40% of the consumer's spend.
One listing is a distant local florist who just spammed the heck out his 'company name'. He'll likely use a wire service to send gathered orders out since the delivery distance is prohibitive.
Last week, I helped a poor fellow find our shop. He'd used his iPhone for a G Maps flowers search and twice drove to phony locations. All he wanted was a nice arrangement to take to his mom in the hospital. (I actually think the spam on mobile searches is worse than on desktops.)
Couldn't resist using SearchStories since we local florists live this real-life-search-story daily. Thanks for sharing it. 🙂
Nice find; I've reported similar spam occurring here in Canada and have yet to see the offender/s dealt with. It's frustrating for my clients. I hope Google sets up a 'spam team' or something for Local.
Andy 🙂
Good job, Cathy, and I thought the somber, sad music was a good fit for this video. I am really sorry by the message in your video: local florists closing.
I think the florists in an area ought to all submit edits to the faux listings, stating that the listings are bogus.
Google Maps provides an input feature – locals familiar with an area can assist with the policing of local results.
@Miriam –
The ending was meant to be poignant (although I'll admit a bit over-reaching.) Every flower order re-routed through an order gatherer deprives local businesses of direct income and robs their cities and states of sales tax dollars.
The number of independently operated local florists is now pegged at around 16,000 – half the number there were approx. 15 years ago.
Google is by far the most trusted SE, so an authoritative OneBox is viewed as a very trustworthy – almost endorsement-like – result by many surfers.
I agree with Mike when he says G does fix problems, but at least one of the examples I included has been reported and re-reported for almost a year. Another three are just part of a reincarnation of a spam group that was removed last summer but popped back up with a different tactic. These guys are all serial spammers across many cities and states.
@Chris –
Like I said, most of these examples have been reported and re-reported. Sometimes they disappear only to pop up again weeks or months later.
Each are 'owner-verified listings' and have full LBC profiles including images and videos. What they do lack is citations, but the OneBox results appear to be more hinged on the keywords in the business' (phony) names than anything else.
us too, Mike…posted this last Friday!


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The 2012 Nobel Prize for Physics has been awarded to Serge Haroche and David J. Wineland for ground-breaking work in quantum optics. By probing the world at the smallest scales they've shed light on some of the biggest mysteries of physics and paved the way for quantum computers and super accurate clocks.
If you're bored with your holiday snaps, then why not turn them into fractals? A new result by US mathematicians shows that you can turn any reasonable 2D shape into a fractal, and the fractals involved are very special too. They are intimately related to the famous Mandelbrot set.
The laws of symmetry are unforgiving, but a team of researchers from the US have come up with a pattern-producing technique that seems to cheat them. The new technique is called moiré nanolithography and the researchers hope that it will find useful applications in the production of solar panels and many other optical devices.
Good news! The first episode of a new maths podcast, Relatively Prime, came out this week and it's a good 'un. Host Samuel Hansen has taken the plunge by interviewing our favourite statistician, David Spiegelhalter, and a host of others to explore some fascinating mathematical tools: game theory, risk and relief geometry.
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Last week, President Obama made an impressive debut on the world stage in his first foreign visits -- to London for the G20 economic summit and to Strasbourg, France, where he met with his fellow NATO members.
While Obama's standout performance has practically made his status as this country's first African American president a non-issue, one cannot help but notice how he and the First Lady added a splash of color to the meetings with their European counterparts.
Obama's emergence as a world leader also reminds us that not so long ago, Martin Luther King, Jr. and others were roundly criticized for straying outside the accepted confines of the civil rights debate to remind us that "injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere.
Forty-one years ago, on April 4, 1968, when Dr. King was assassinated on the balcony of the Lorraine Hotel in Memphis, he was in the process of broadening his message from one focused exclusively on the suffering of African Americans to one that emphasized the economic, political and spiritual interdependence of all people.
He spoke out against the war in Vietnam, against apartheid in South Africa, and he made the point that while life for Black Americans was hard, "millions of poor White Americans are in economic bondage that is scarcely less oppressive." Dr. King bravely called for "a worldwide fellowship that lifts neighborly concern beyond one's tribe, race, class, and nation…" Those words are just as relevant for these times, as the world faces the greatest economic crisis since the Great Depression and the wars in Iraq and Afghanistan threaten global stability.
That is why President Obama's message of global cooperation and shared responsibility and his singular brand of personal diplomacy on display at both summits, was such a welcome departure from the go-it-alone policies of the last eight years.
In London, the President helped negotiate an agreement by the leaders of the world's largest economies to make more than $1 trillion available for new lending. With the loss of another 633,000 jobs in March here at home, and unemployment now at 8.5 percent, the President emphasized that "no corner of the globe can wall itself off from the threats of the 21st century, or from the needs and concerns of fellow nations. The only way forward is through shared and persistent efforts to combat fear and want wherever they exist."
Before his NATO allies, Obama stressed the need for international cooperation in fighting the war in Afghanistan and combating al-Qaeda, saying that the terrorist group could attack any nation and that every country has a stake in its defeat.
On April 4, 1967, one year to the day before his assassination, Dr. King gave a speech at Riverside Church in New York in which he called for a revolution of values saying that, "in the final analysis our loyalties must become ecumenical rather than sectional. Every nation must now develop an overriding loyalty to mankind as a whole in order to preserve the best in their individual societies."
In his first foreign trip as President, Barack Obama proved to be a worthy descendent of that dream.
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The Final Winter Big 10
1. WANTAGH WRESTLING. Junior Kyle Quinn captured the 106-pound class at the state wrestling championships. He led Wantagh to a second straight state team title and ended the season on a 40-match winning streak. The three-time Nassau tournament champions also had senior James Corbett finish second at 182, senior Dan McDevitt took third at 170 and senior Vin Turano fourth at 132. Wantagh captured the winter Big 10 title.
2. LONG ISLAND LUTHERAN GIRLS BASKETBALL. Boogie Brozoski scored 14 points and Staci Barrett had a double-double with 12 points and 11 rebounds to lead Lutheran in the state Federation Class A title game, a 62-45 win over Troy. Lutheran earned its trip to the final by beating Nazareth, 44-36, in a semifinal, as Brozoski scored 10 of her 19 points in the fourth quarter and the Lady Crusaders came from behind to earn the victory. The Crusaders finished 20-4.
3. WARD MELVILLE GIRLS FENCING. The Patriots went 14-0 this year and won their 11th straight Long Island championship. Ward Melville also won its 174th match in a row, giving the program the second-longest winning streak in Long Island sports history. The Patriots were led by senior sabre fencer Alexa Antipas, who went 31-0 this year, won her third straight county individual sabre championship, is committed to Ohio State and ended her high school career with a 110-1 record.
4. MIDDLE COUNTRY GIRLS BOWLING. The Cougarines won their first Suffolk title since 2010 and captured the school's first state championship at Strike N' Spare Lanes. Newfield senior lefthander Melissa Sherwin rolled a 1,489 for the highest six-game series in state tournament history, surpassing even the boys' mark.
5. WARD MELVILLE BOYS FENCING. The Patriots went 14-0 this year and won their sixth straight Long Island championship. The boys program has a win streak of 94 straight matches the past six years. Sophomore Michael Antipas led the way this year, going 34-0 this year and winning his first career county individual foil championship.
6. LONG ISLAND LUTHERAN BOYS BASKETBALL. LuHI (25-3) was one win shy of a third straight Federation title, falling, 73-64, to Christ the King in the Class AA championship game, but finished the season ranked as the second best team in the state. Kentan Facey, who had 16 points in the championship game, now brings his shot-blocking prowess to UConn.
7. NORTHPORT BOYS TRACK. Northport set a Suffolk record in the boys 4 x -1 mile relay on the second day of the New Balance Nationals at the Armory, according to coach Jason Strom. The 17:28.79 time, run by Mike Brannigan, Tim McGowan, Chris Odin, and David Hatch had the Tigers finish in fifth place. Northport's 4 x 800-meter relay team, comprised of Brannigan, Hatch, Odin, and James Dickinson won a state title in 7:56.52 on March 2.
8. ST. ANTHONY'S HOCKEY. The Friars (17-3-1) won another CHSHL title, sweeping Chaminade in the best-of-three championship series with a 3-2 overtime win on Feb. 23. Goaltender Dan Peterson led the way this season, as St. Anthony's allowed just 18 goals in 16 regular season games. The Friars failed to defend their state championship, falling to St. Joseph's of Buffalo, 3-0.
9. EAST ISLIP BOYS BOWLING. The Redmen returned to prominence this season, winning their second Suffolk championship in three years and having four of its bowlers among the top 10 averages.
10. EAST WILLISTON-JERICHO HOCKEY. EWJ (22-1-1) won the reborn Long Island High School hockey championship on March 23, beating Suffolk champion Connetquot-Sayville, 5-3, behind Anthony Modica's hat trick and Adam Fox's four assists. EWJ was undefeated on Long Island this season, finishing 19-0 en route to winning the Michelino Division championship in Nassau.
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Of AfPak, Pomegranates, and Pentagon Papers
The Pentagon Papers case has been getting some recognition today after WikiLeaks gave the New York Times, the Guardian, and Der Spiegel nearly 100,000 classified reports from 2004-09 on the Afghanistan war.
CNN reports on Press Secretary Robert Gibbs's addressing comparisons between today's big story and the 1971 Supreme Court case over whether the government had the power to restrain the New York Times from publishing the Pentagon's top secret history of American involvement in Vietnam:
"The Pentagon Papers are different in the sense that you are talking about policy documents, these are sort of on the ground reporting of different events. I don't see in any way how they are really comparable," Gibbs said.
Noting that the Pentagon Papers contained significant revelations in terms of policy, Gibbs said that Sunday's publication has not "markedly changed" what "is known, about our relationship and our efforts in both Afghanistan and Pakistan by what is in these documents."
"You don't have some revelation that there is a systematic change of the course of events, that we have stepped up operations in a certain part in the war in Southeast Asia, that we've escalated, that's just not, that's not what these documents are," Gibbs said.
Beneath all the huff-and-puff of this major story–a story, one should note, that has suffered no governmental attempt at prior restraint–comes an actual prior restraint out of the D.C. Superior Court. Mike Scarcella of the Legal Times reports:
A D.C. Superior Court judge on Friday blocked The National Law Journal from publishing information from court records about a regulatory investigation into juice maker POM Wonderful.
An NLJ reporter had legally obtained the information from court files, but the judge, Judith Bartnoff, ruled the records should have been under seal. She issued a temporary restraining order just before the paper's deadline on Friday to block publication of the information.
Attempts to restrain a publisher are exceedingly rare. But Bartnoff said that the court's interest in maintaining the integrity of its docket trumped First Amendment arguments. […]
"If I am throwing 80 years of First Amendment jurisprudence on its head, so be it," Bartnoff said at the hearing. "None of that First Amendment jurisprudence, to my knowledge, is dealing with this issue—the integrity of the functioning of the court system."
If suppression of a top secret history of the country's Vietnam war policies for the sake of national security did not overcome the Supreme Court's heavy presumption against a prior restraint's constitutionality, I have a hard time seeing how Judge Bartnoff's justification for suppression–the court's institutional integrity–can sustain its heavy burden upon appeal.
Read Scarcella's report here for some great exchanges between the judge and the National Law Journal's counsel, as well as POM Wonderful's direct connection to the Pentagon Papers case.
UPDATE 7/30/10: The Legal Times reports that Judge Bartnoff lifted the restraining order this afternoon at POM's request:
On July 30, just hours after a group of media companies filed an amicus brief in support of the NLJ in the D.C. Court of Appeals, POM's lawyer moved to have the restraining order withdrawn. Judge Judith Bartnoff lifted the temporary restraining order about 4:30 p.m. Friday.
"Although we believe very strongly in our right to keep confidential documents shielded by attorney-client privilege, we never intended our protected communications with a governmental regulatory agency and a private law firm to become a First Amendment issue," POM's counsel, Barry Coburn of Washington's Coburn & Coffman, said in a statement. "POM is, and always has been, fervent supporters of and believers in the freedom of the press, and takes very seriously its commitment to transparency in all aspects of our business."


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John Hospers, R.I.P.
by Stephen Cox | Posted June 17, 2011
John Hospers, distinguished author and philosopher, first presidential candidate of the Libertarian Party, and a senior editor of Liberty, died in Los Angeles on June 12. He was 93 and had been in fragile health for over a year.
John was a modest and self-skeptical man, but his accomplishments were legion. Born in provincial Iowa of Dutch immigrant stock, he became an internationally recognized philosopher, editor of The Personalist and later of The Monist — two of the most important academic journals of philosophy — and chairman of the Department of Philosophy at the University of Southern California. An early organizer of the Libertarian Party, he was its standard bearer in the election of 1972, in which he and his running mate, Tonie Nathan, achieved a vote in the Electoral College, making Tonie the only woman who had ever done so.
John used to laugh about his encounter with one of his academic colleagues in the hallways of USC during the presidential campaign:
"Hello, John. What are you doing these days?"
"I'm running for president."
"I didn't know that. President of the APA!" (APA stands for the American Philosophical Association.)
"Oh no. President of the United States."
John ran a vigorous campaign (and enjoyed it). Many years later, I got him to write the inside story of this episode, exclusive to Liberty. It's in our June 2007 issue, and includes a good picture of the candidate.
Before the election, John had published a thoughtful book about the idea of liberty, Libertarianism (1971). As editor of The Personalist, he gave many young libertarians, such as Robert Nozick, their first chance to publish. John was an early and regular contributor to Reason, and starting in the early 1990s he contributed many important articles to Liberty. Usually it worked like this: John would make a comment about a topic that appealed to him. Bill Bradford or I would suggest that he write something about it. "Oh," John would say, "do you really think people would be interested?" "Yes, John," we'd reply, "they certainly would be." Then we'd give him our reasons for saying so. "Well, I don't know," he'd say. He'd think it over for a while, and about half the time he would write the article.
Bill and I were right: our readers were always interested in what John had to say. It wasn't just that he was John Hospers and had a historic importance for libertarians. It was that John had a way of combining the provocative with the calmly, steadily rational — a rare intellectual achievement.
From 1960 to 1962, John was an intimate friend of Ayn Rand, the novelist and philosopher who was one of the greatest influences on modern American libertarianism. John met her not as a disciple (at a time when she engaged with few people who were not disciples) but as a person of independent intellectual development and ideas. Indeed, with the exception of Isabel Paterson in the early 1940s, he was probably the only person who ever debated both amicably and determinedly with Rand. On many occasions, he and Rand stayed up all night, discussing everything in the world, without pretense or intimidation, like Athena and Odysseus sitting together on the shores of Ithaka, plotting the institution of a just society.
John told the story of their relationship, and of its eventual sundering, in an important two-part article in Liberty(July and Sept. 1990). He added another chapter in our August 2006 issue. I think you'll enjoy those articles.
John's relationship with Rand ended in one of those disasters that were inevitable with her. I used to wonder how anyone, even she, could quarrel with someone so intelligent, so gentle, so transparently sincere, so sweet as John — or with someone who loved her as much as he did. I'm sorry I never asked him that question, in just that way. Of Rand he told me, with tears in his eyes, "She had so few friends."
John was a quiet, meditative person, who could sit listening for hours while other people talked, not feeling that the right note had yet been struck for his own intervention. But if you drew him aside, and made just a little effort to draw him out, he was a warm and delightful conversationalist. Personal warmth was important for him. He had it banked up inside him, in his private feelings: his memories of his family, especially of his immigrant great-grandmother, who lived to be a hundred years old, who was kind to him, and talkative about important things; his feelings of disappointment when the Libertarian Party no longer sought his advice, when it failed even to notice him anymore; his concerns about the future of the country, regarding which he was very pessimistic, fearing that the public demand for welfare had become so insistent and so chronic that a truly liberal social order could never be reachieved. He was particularly fearful about the political effects of open immigration, against which he argued with a logic that had been endorsed by every earlier libertarian leader, but that many current leaders of the movement had since repudiated.
I sometimes argued with John. I argued against his pessimism, and he always said, smiling, "Well, I hope you are right." I argued against his religious agnosticism, and John, who had been brought up in very pious surroundings, always said, "What people don't understand is that before we argue about God's existence, we must first define what we mean by God." My attempts to address the topic by using standard, operative definitions of God — "the creator of the world, who has sometimes intervened in its affairs" — got me precisely nowhere. For Hospers the analytical philosopher, that wasn't nearly good enough. But I did get him to publish a riposte to my own theism in Liberty's Jan.-Feb. 2008 issue.
I believe that was, very unfortunately, the last essay John ever wrote. His response to my frequent entreaties to publish something more about his many interests were unavailing. He would say, "I'm not sure I have anything to add. If I do, of course, I'll send it." When I suggested that if everyone took that approach, scholarly publication would cease, he enjoyed the joke, but his severe judgment of what it means to "add" to intellectual conversation prevailed. He was, indeed, a modest man.
John could occasionally be acerbic, when he felt that proper definitions, proper philosophic standards, were not in place — although he was never that way in conversing with me, or other people I know. Smiles, and carefully considered comments, and graceful encouragement to continue the conversation, whether he agreed with you or not — those were John's hallmarks. In his later years, he was the center of a group of friends — including people of all ages, from his own down to the early twenties — who met for regular viewing and discussion of classic films. Enviable group! John had an encyclopedic knowledge of the movies, and his own taste was not only catholic but insightful and . . . here's that word again: warm. Beneath the modest, judicious, (not unduly) professorial exterior was a heart full of feeling for any real human accomplishment, for anything that made life pleasant, graceful, witty, noble, or courageous. And John was all those things, himself.
Stephen Cox is editor of Liberty, and a professor of literature at the University of California San Diego. His recent books include The Big House: Image and Reality of the American Prison and American Christianity: The Continuing Revolution. Newly published is Culture and Liberty, a selection of works by Isabel Paterson.
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Michael Morrison
Dr. Hospers came to some of our Libertarian Party of the San Fernando Valley meetings. Once he brought some soup he had made. He prided himself, modestly of course, on his kitchen skills.
At one of those meetings he told about visits with Ayn Rand, how sometimes he and her husband, artist Frank O'Connor, would stay up all night talking about art, and then Ayn Rand would cook breakfast for them.
John Hospers was probably the most intelligent and most intellectual person ever to run for president, yet he was treated shamefully by the "news" media. For example, on a campaign trip to I think Boston, one "news" person made fun of his socks, but couldn't, of course, discuss Dr. Hosper's philosophy, or even his international standing as a scholar.
We were friends while I lived in Los Angeles, but in recent years, living nearly a continent apart, we corresponded very little, though he contacted me after I reviewed one of his books at Amazon.com.
Fortunately we had been "friends" on Facebook.
He was a major influence on me and on American life, even if only by the ripples that flowed out from his writings and conversations with other intelligent and caring people.
John Hospers, Ph.D., intellectual giant, good person, kind person. R.I.P. indeed.
Thu, 2011-06-30 17:26
Alec Mouhibian
Stephen captures so precisely the John Hospers I got to know during my fortunate presence at those autumnal film viewings. His inexhaustible interest in life and ideas was something to behold. He could discuss the oldest affection -- artistic, personal, or intellectual -- with the enthusiasm of a fresh discovery.
This energy of mind, and the distinct warmth with which it always moved, will never be forgotten. It is rare to find such a union of qualities in any individual. In a lifelong intellectual of controversial ideas, it is almost unimaginable.
I admire it more with each passing day, and so I suspect do all of us who were lucky enough to know John Hospers.
Tue, 2011-06-21 22:07
John Kannarr
A minor clarification: Tonie Nathan was the first, but not the only woman to receive an electoral vote; Geraldine Ferraro received 13 votes for Vice-President in 1984.
Sun, 2011-06-19 01:00
I only met John Hospers once, at a Liberty conference, but your description is consistent with my recollection. You build a much fuller picture, which must be hard to do because he was so self-effacing or maybe just quiet. I am eager to have a look at his response to your theistic essay.
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Dr. Laura King is a Curators' Distinguished Professor of Psychological Sciences at the University of Missouri. She is editor-in-chief of Perspectives on Psychological Science and previously served as the editor of the third section of Journal of Personality and Social Psychology and Journal of Research in Personality. Dr. King has made key research contributions in a wide range of topic areas across personality and social psychology, including goal strivings, lay conceptualizations of the good life, maturity, coping and growth through trauma, individual differences in cognitive processing styles, well-being judgments, and the experience of meaning in life. She has also been the recipient of numerous grants and awards supporting and recognizing her work, including the 2018 Jack Block Award for Distinguished Research in Personality.
Interviewed by Dr. Samantha Heintzelman, Rutgers University
2018: Brenda Major
Dr. Brenda Major holds the rank of Distinguished Professor in the Department of Psychological and Brain Sciences and the Department of Communication at the University of California, Santa Barbara. There, she directs the Self and Social Identity Lab which explores psychological resilience—the personality characteristics and cognitive, emotional, and behavioral strategies that enable people to maintain their sense of self-esteem and well-being as they cope with prejudice, discrimination, devalued social identities, and stressful life events. Dr. Major has authored over 175 articles and chapters, and co-edited two books, most recently the Oxford Handbook of Stigma, Discrimination, and Health published in 2017. Dr. Major has been the recipient of numerous grants and awards for this work. Notably, not one, not two, but THREE Gordon Allport Prizes from the Society for the Psychological Study of Social Issues (SPSSI) for her work exploring gender and behavior (with Kay Deaux), the psychological implications of organizational diversity structures (with Cheryl Kaiser), and perhaps her most well-known work exploring stigma and self-esteem (with Jenny Crocker) which also received the Scientific Impact Prize from the Society for Experimental Social Psychology. Finally, in recognition of her contributions to psychology over the course of her career (to date), Dr. Major is also a proud recipient of the Kurt Lewin Award from SPSSI, and the Donald T. Campbell Prize from SPSP.
Interviewed by Dr. Keith Maddox, Tufts University


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Who called it?Apple called it
. Adobe Flash is a dying elephant. As the rest of the Web has quickly embraced new standards such as HTML5, Adobe kept its game face on. But the end is near, as the company pushes out Adobe Edge, an HTML5 tool that keeps up with the times.
Flash isn't dead — yet. But if it ever does fall out of use, Adobe will be prepared with its new Edge tool. Like Flash, Edge will be used to create rich animations. And just like Flash, creating funny animated parodies involving Chuck Norris will be super familiar, with frames slapped onto a timeline.
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Basically, Edge isn't a complete departure from Flash, which is a good thing for developers and end users.
As PC World points out, the effects are going to be huge for mobile devices that do not run Flash, which is every single iPad and iPhone.
Everybody knows Flash is a huge battery hog (go ask anybody who owns an Android device or PlayBook tablet). Adobe's not abandoning Flash, it's just giving it a new baby brother — and like a younger sibling, Edge is going to help create content that loads faster, runs smoother and is generally more flexible than its aging brother.
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The big signing of the summer was, of course, Jaromir Jagr on July 11th. Things were quiet on the personnel front after that until this date, when the Caps signed Peter Ferraro as a free agent. By the time he inked a deal with Washington, Ferraro had been the property of four other franchises -- the Rangers (who drafted him 24th overall in 1992), Pittsburgh, the Rangers again, Boston, Atlanta, and Boston again.
Ferraro played only four games with the Capitals early in that 2001-2002 season, an otherwise frustrating one in which the Caps went 36-33-11-2, finishing two points out of a playoff spot. In those four games (over which the Caps went 2-1-1), Ferraro chipped in a lone assist. He remained in the system until he signed with Phoenix as a free agent on July 17, 2003.
In his 92 NHL games among four clubs, Ferraro was 9-15-24, -1. He played in two playoff games with the Rangers in 1996-1997, going without a point. He is a part of NHL history, though, joining his twin brother, Chris, to become the first set of identical twins to take the ice for the same team in the NHL. They would repeat that with the Caps, both brothers taking the ice against the Kings in Los Angeles on October 16, 2001. Peter was held off the score sheet, while Chris (playing in what would be his only game with the Caps) notched an assist on an Ulf Dahlen goal in a 3-2 overtime win. However, it would be with the Caps' farm club at the time, the Portland Pirates, that the brothers would would endure a pain that makes playing a game seem small by comparison.
Peter's last appearances in the NHL came with the Caps. He shuttled between the AHL and Europe over the next few seasons. Last year, he played for the Las Vegas Wranglers of the ECHL, where he led the Wranglers in scoring. Chris was there, too, to help Peter and the Wranglers to a 47-13-12 record, the Pacific Division title, and a berth in the ECHL Kelly Cup finals, where they lost in six games to Cincinnati.


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Texty písní » Eazy E - Ruthless Villain
[MC-Ren:] "Yo Dre, how much time we got left on ths tape?"
[Dre:] "About a couple of minutes."
[MC-Ren:] "Well let me bust a freestyle then."
[Dre:] "Awright, go ahead."
Ruthless gangsta, definition villain,
Leave your shit unlocked and he's stealin',
So call tha police cause that's all you could do but,
He'll get away without leavin' a clue.
[Dre:] "Wait a minute, wait a minute, cut this shit. Eh yo Yella boy why don't you rewind it.Hey
man you gotta get more hyped up tonight!"
[MC-Ren:] "Damn, why don't you pump this shit up so it could fuck up my eardrums a little bit!"
[Dre:] "Allright bet."
Ruthless gangsta, definition villain,
Leave your shit unlocked and he's stealin',
So call tha police cause that's all you could do but,
He'll get away without leavin' a clue.
Keepin' shit in control like the neighboorhood chief but,
Referred to as a walking thief,
They say he's a bad influence for the kids on the block,
Why the fuck they blamin' him,
He's the one that they jock.
Keepin' niggaz in line,
Whoever fucks with his rhyme,
And before you fuck with him,
You gotta fuck with his nine.
Not scared to pull the trigger on a punk ass nigga,
(A nigga) He could whoop his ass cause he's bigger.
Size don't mean shit,
He's from the old school fool,
He's a villain from the streets,
And he's supposed to rule,
Not sayin' he's in shit,
But he's down for mine,
He was put on the streets to keep niggaz in line.
Never givin' a fuck,
Because I know that he's a nigga that you want to be.
He can't help it he's in shit,
But he don't hold shit back,
He's a gangsta in black,
And he's about to attack.
Cause I'm a ruthless villain,
Cold tearin' shit up,
Don't come on my face,
Pumpin' no kind of junk,
Eazy-E's in control,
And if you press your luck,
I'll smoke you like that,
And won't give a fuck.
"Nickname Eazy-E...Ol' 8-Ball junkie!"
Ruthless gangsta, definition villain,
You can lock up yo' shit,
He's Still Stealin',
Gettin' respect,
Cause the boy kicks butt,
But the real meaning is,
He don't give a fuck,
It's Eazy-E in the crowd,
But he's not in the 4,
I tell his money flow,
As he collects from his ho',
All expenses paid,
For the rhymes that he made,
Got the trophys in the house,
For the girls that he laid.
Not a wimp he's a pimp,
Now of course he's the boss,
So keep your bitch out his face,
Or else she's gonna get tossed.
The hard to be fucked with,
The boy got heart,
Wanna fuck with him,
He'll Rip your head apart.
Gangsta Gangsta,
That's what they yellin'
But him with his gangsta stroll,
He keeps bailin'.
Wherever he goes,
There's no discussion but silence.
They say that he's the one,
Promotin' gang violence,
That's a lie just a critic,
All that whack bullshit,
So let me tell you motherfuckers,
Who you fuckin' with,
Cause I'm a ruthless villain,
Cold tearin' shit up,
Don't come on my face,
Pumpin' no kind of junk,
Eazy-E's in control,
And if you press your luck,
I'll smoke you like that,
And won't give a fuck.
[Eazy-E:] "Yo Ren?"
[MC-Ren:] "What's up?"
[Eazy-E:] "Let's get the fuck outta here!"
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Vintage Petal is a new store in Roscoe that's a full-service florist and gift store.
The store is located at 5324 Williams Drive as part of the Main Street Square retail center. It's owned by Machesney Park resident Vicki Lewis.
Vintage Petal opened in October. Lewis likes to repurpose and recycle items, and she'd had some of her goods in local craft shows. But this is her first time owning a retail store.
The shop sells vintage furniture, books, handmade jewelry and other gifts.
"Things have been going really well," she said. "We just got our sign about a month ago, and a lot of people didn't know we were here. It's been word of mouth."
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When I was a small kid... around 4 or 5. My grandaunt used to buy sweet potato balls from an elderly neighbour for my breakfast. This neighbour, whom we call as "Sou Cheh 苏姐' is a single lady, in her 70's with an adopted son. She sells traditional Cantonese snacks in the market, like sweet potato balls, jeen doy (煎堆 sesame balls) and dan shan (蛋散 syrupy egg crackers) to make a living.


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The HAG-M-HF is a benchtop machine used for the production of fused beads for XRF analysis.
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Sample material (pre-weighed and mixed with fusion flux) is placed into a platinum crucible and inserted into the machine by hand. The crucible is then heated automatically to the set temperature via an HF generator. It is rocked in an elliptical motion to ensure a homogenous and bubble-free melt.
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More Dancers And Celebrities Added To Dancing With The Stars At Sea "Champions Cruise"
This past July, we posted about an up and coming "Dancing With The Stars At Sea "Champions Cruise" to take place after the first of the year. Now more dancers and celebrities have been added to the show including Derek Hough, Emma Slater, Sharna Burgess, and Carson Kressley to name a few. Below is More from Market Watch.
Derek Hough, the Emmy® Award-winning dancing professional best known for his role on the hit ABC television show "Dancing with the Stars", is scheduled to perform on the Jan. 12, 2014, "Dancing with the Stars: At Sea" Champions Cruise on ms Nieuw Amsterdam.
Hough will join fellow professional dancers Tristan MacManus and Kym Johnson and actress Sabrina Bryan, who were previously announced to sail on the Champions Cruise as well as the Jan. 5, 2014, theme cruise departure aboard Nieuw Amsterdam. Both seven-day Caribbean sailings will also now feature singer Joey Fatone, television personality Carson Kressley and professional dancers Sharna Burgess and Emma Slater.
"We are thrilled to have superstar and Emmy® Award-winning dance pro Derek Hough bring his talents to Nieuw Amsterdam's stage on the 'Dancing with the Stars: At Sea' Champions Cruise," said Richard Meadows, executive vice president of sales, marketing and guest programs for Holland America Line. "This will be an incredibly exciting cruise, with a stellar line-up of dance pros and stars from the hit ABC show, along with the guest dance-off Champions competition featuring winners from previous dance-offs held this year onboard our 15 ships."
While onboard, the dance pros and celebrities will perform for guests, dazzling the audience with routines from the television series in the ship's main show lounge. Additional events on the theme cruises include dance lessons with the shipboard professional dancers, a special fashion show featuring the glamorous show costumes, and a chance to meet the dance pros and celebrities, ask questions and take photos with them.
To read more details and how you can book a trip on this cruise, visit Market Watch.


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Chris10 necesitaba un nuevo diseño de logotipo y lanzó un concurso de diseño en 99designs.
Un ganador ha sido elegido entre 54 diseños de 15 diseñadores freelance.
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Business owner, Real Estate agent for over 10 years, just starting my new business venture, so I am excited. I am hoping for the business to allow me additional income & more time with my family. I am married with 4 children.
Realtors who have a listing agreement with a seller (Listing Agent). They will pay me to take scheduling phone calls from other Realtors who are representing buyers (Buyer Agent).
In a nutshell, Buyer Agents show homes on the market to their buyers, but must schedule an appointment to get the lockbox info, alarm code, etc.. to show the homes. That is where I come in. Instead of the Buyer Agent calling the Listing Agent to get the lockbox info, alarm code, etc, they call Go and Show for that information.
The Listing Agent pays for this service because it frees up his/her time from having to schedule appointments all day on their listings (properties).
Simple is good. Color Green would be appealing. Arrows may be nice, or perhaps something that suggest fast, but I am open to your creative abilities (that I lack :) ) If you are able to do multiple designs, I may like adding the statement "Showing Service" somewhere to better explain what our company does. The website is http://www.goandshow.net, so I am also open to a logo that states the domain name instead of the company name. Please let me know if you need more input. Thanks for helping me with this.
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Mainland athlete Cameron Hadley and defensive tackle Jontey Byrd helped lead the Buccaneers past Winter Haven in the Class 6A state playoffs Friday night.
Cameron Hadley's jersey had a combination of grass and mud ground into it Friday night that can only be obtained through on-the-field production.
All the running and sliding in the world cannot replicate it without the help of a few 200-plus pound football players diving on to help press earth into fabric. Despite his postgame look, catching Hadley was easier said than done for the Blue Devils as he accounted for 445 yards of offense and three touchdowns in Mainland's 34-33 road playoff win.
Prior to Friday, I saw Mainland play three times this season – the Kickoff Classic against Lake Brantley and games against Orlando Jones and Sanford Seminole. All three of those teams are good, but, honestly, Mainland was terrible in those games.
The team that the Buccaneers put on the field against Winter Haven was different – and it all started with Hadley. He saw time at quarterback against Lake Brantley, Jones and Seminole but rarely showed what he did Friday night – a brand of suddenness that is special. Hadley was hard to put a hand on and was ultra-quick over the first 20 yards or so of each of his runs.
He was a spark plug. An offensive juggernaut.
Hadley told me a week ago that he was still working to get eligible to play in college and that South Florida and West Virginia have shown interest. He still does not have an offer. From what he showed Friday though, if he can get himself eligible to play at the next level offers should quickly come in. And if not, some prep school or JUCO should get a dynamic athlete.
Hadley is just 5-foot-9, 165 pounds and that makes him kind of tough to project on the next level. He is not a next-level quarterback – that is for sure. I envision Hadley, with his ability to change direction with ease and his quickness, transitioning into a solid cornerback that could double as a great punt returner. My colleague, Buddy Shacklette, envisions Hadley as a slot back.
I can see that too.
He can play somewhere. He just needs the chance.
Other prospect notes from Friday night's game
Jontey Byrd, DT, Mainland – Hadley called Byrd an "oversized athlete" Friday night. That is so on the prep level where the 5-foot-11, 280-pounder doubles as a short-yardage back – with surprising quicks for his size. Last week, Byrd told me he had offers from Florida Atlantic and Iowa State – and that level is probably about right for him. If he were a few inches taller, Byrd would probably have larger schools looking at him. Maybe they should be anyway because he is displaying rare athleticism for a guy his size.


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State Patrol tackles texting while driving
Troopers to visit high schools, talk with teens about driver safety
MADISON, Wis. — The Wisconsin State Patrol is visiting high schools around the state to talk to teens and the dangers of texting and driving.
Assemblies are scheduled for Sept. 19 at La Crosse Logan High School and Waukesha South High School, with events being planned throughout the school year in others.
Since 2010, AT&T, AAA and the State Patrol have worked together to hold events in 25 cities throughout the Wisconsin.
State law prohibits all drivers from texting or emailing while operating a motor vehicle.
A documentary by filmmaker Werner Herzog called "From One Second to the Next" is also being distributed high schools across the country, including in Wisconsin. It features the story of Xzavier Davis Bilbo, a Milwaukee boy who was paralyzed after he was hit by a texting driver.


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Cahors, a foretaste of the south of France Cahors is a little city located in southwestern France. It is the main town of the department of Lot et Garonne. Cahors is an unique example of remaining vestiges of the different periods of its history. It is labelled "ville d'art et d'histoire". Learn more about Cahors
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Toulouse, the capital of Midi-Pyrénées region Toulouse is a French city located in the South West of France in the Midi-Pyrénées region. The region is well known for its sunny climate and gastronomy. As for Toulouse, the capital of the Midi-Pyrénées region, is a city with an exceptional heritage. From its beautiful private mansions, churches, museums and landmarks, the pink city, as it is also known (Ville Rose in French) will charm you. Toulouse is France's 4th biggest city and as such is home to over 400,000 inhabitants. The city which can be easily reached from Paris of Bordeaux is also a well-known university town and the European aeronautical capital. Did you know that Toulouse is the iconic capital of Rugby. Its flagship team is Stade Toulousain, which is one of the most successful clubs in Europe with eighteen league titles in France, three cups of France and four cups of Europe. Learn more about Toulouse
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Contaminant exclusion
Radial shaft seals that are primarily used for contaminant exclusion should be installed with the lip pointing outward. When additional protection is needed, SKF recommends a seal design that incorporates an auxiliary lip, for example the HMSA10 or CRWA1 seals.
V-rings (fig 4) are used primarily to exclude contaminants. These seals, which act as flingers, rotate with the shaft and seal against a surface that is perpendicular to the shaft.
V-rings and axial clamp seals are often used as secondary seals to protect the primary seals from coarse contaminants.
None of these seal arrangements are intended for oil retention.


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Amid The Powers And Chances Of The World
Chapter 037
In This Far Land Beneath The Trees
The company had been sitting for an hour or so talking and laughing, the Hobbits with their pipes, when a guard in black and silver approached and made a neat bow. "Your pardon, my lords, my lady; the King requests the presence of the Lady Rowanna and Master Meriadoc, at your convenience."
"That's good," urged Pippin, "at least it means Aragorn will take a rest for a while from dispatches and petitions and I don't know what. We've barely seen him since Sam and Frodo awoke! Give him our best - ask him whether he'll come to supper with us tonight..."
Chuckling, Merry and Rowanna followed the guard across the grove to the tent which flew the Crown and Stars. Slipping inside at his gesture, they waited to be announced; for Aragorn, seated on a sawn-off treetrunk at a large wooden table, was deep in conversation with Prince Imrahil who stood at his shoulder. Spread before them on the table was a map, which Aragorn was periodically jabbing with his quill as they talked; his fingertips were inky and as he distractedly pushed the dishevelled black locks back from his face, Rowanna realised why his brow was equally ink-stained. The table was a chaos of papers; off to one side, at a smaller desk, sat a harassed-looking young man with his own inkwell, quill and stack of parchments, in his case neatly aligned. At Aragorn's other elbow was another, smaller table bearing a wine-flask, a couple of beakers and a long-stemmed pipe.
"...don't know yet is how Harad will respond, and we're in no position at this point to send ambassadors. Did we get any answer back from Faramir about Denethor's agents?"
"Not yet, but there I may be able to assist; my armsmaster..." Since the guard was clearly of no mind to interrupt such strategic discussion, Rowanna let her eyes wander. The King's spartan quarters took little time to examine. A curtain cut off an alcove behind Aragorn which she assumed to be his bedroom; other than the tables and their improvised wooden seats, the rough canvas which covered the floor, and a great black-and-silver standard which stood carefully propped against one of the poles - I recognise that! Rowanna realised with a jolt. That's what Arwen was stitching all those months ago in Rivendell! - the tent was empty. Eventually Aragorn passed a scribbled set of notes to the young man at the other desk, who spread out his own parchment and set to work with care; then the King sighed, stretched, and at last looked up.
"Merry - Rowanna! Your pardon!" He twisted in his seat. "Does that give you enough to make progress, Imrahil?"
"Undoubtedly, my liege. I shall let you know if I hear anything further from my nephew." With a brief acknowledgement to Aragorn, and a courteous nod to the waiting pair, the Prince of Dol Amroth gathered his dispatches and withdrew, followed a moment later, at a murmur from his lord, by the scribe.
I don't know how to behave! Rowanna realised, with a momentary flash of panic. Do we kneel? Bow? - I can hardly curtsey in breeches! Fortunately, as she and Merry began to step forward Aragorn was already unfolding his long legs from beneath the table.
"Chieftain - Sire.."
"Chieftain I might grant you," came the wry response, "but King I am not, officially, yet - and in any case this is, I am glad to say, decidedly a private audience. Merry, Rowanna - how are you? It is good to see you!" And the uncrowned King Elessar of Arnor and Gondor strode across his tent and enfolded them both in a bearhug. "Fares the Lady Míranna well? Merry, how is that arm? And can either of you shed any light on the rumours that my Steward is taking a particularly, shall we say, personal interest in the healing and recovery of the White Lady of Rohan?.."
He motioned them each to a seat on one of the tree-trunks, and reached for his pipe. "Cousin - you will pardon Merry and me if we smoke? Imrahil is too correct to say so to his liege lord but I know he dislikes it, so I have been refraining, and it has been a long day..."
They were still taking it in turns to inform Aragorn on the more domestic details of Minas Tirith life which, as he ruefully said, none of his conscientious dispatches from Faramir or Húrin contained, when a rustle behind them announced the entry of a somewhat portly official in a blue sash. "The camp quartermaster," Aragorn explained. "What is it, Glavradîr?"
"Your pardon, my liege, but as they are here with you I thought it opportune to inform the Lady Rowanna and Master Meriadoc of their billets," the quartermaster explained. "Master Meriadoc can be easily enough accommodated with Master Peregrin and the Ringbearers, as I gather is their wish -"
"I imagine it is, though Mithrandir will have something to say if he feels that the resulting excitement is hindering the recovery of his charges!" Aragorn observed. "And?.."
"And it has, of course, been necessary to find space for the lady in the women's quarters on the northeast side," Glavradîr went on. "If her ladyship wishes to be escorted thither later I will gladly find -"
"Women's quarters?" Rowanna broke in, startled. "You mean - when Merry and I have travelled all the way from Minas Tirith for the sole purpose of being reunited with our friends, you would pitch me a tent on the other side of the encampment?.." She turned in consternation to Aragorn who, out of view of the quartermaster, permitted himself a barely-detectable roll of the eyes.
"Master Glavradîr has, I fear, been given strict instructions with regards to decorum," the King explained solemnly. "Entirely for reasons of military discipline, of course - after all, we are still officially on campaign. Forgive me the inconvenience, cousin, but if you do not object -"
Rowanna sighed. Clearly I cannot object without being thought at best wildly eccentric, and at worst a harlot! "It seems less than necessary to trek all the way across the encampment daily merely for the purpose of sleeping, Sire, but I shall if nothing else get plenty of exercise. Perhaps I should have brought Gelion up here after all!"
"It does seem foolish," Pippin grumbled a little later when Rowanna and Merry had rejoined him. Gimli had declared his intention of walking over to the forge; Sam and Frodo were sleeping, and so the four remaining had moved a little further from the daybeds and sat against the trunk of a red-blossomed tree, the westering sunlight warm on their faces. "After all, we sent for you and Merry to come all the way out here because we didn't want to wait weeks to see you, and now some sour-faced Man says you have to trek every night across to the far side of the encampment - just because of what some Big People who don't know any of us think is proper?.."
"I don't suppose Aragorn would want to change the rules just for Rowanna, though, that wouldn't seem fair," Merry pointed out. "If the captains say the womenfolk must be billeted apart, to keep good order -"
"The commanders did have to decide last week what to do about it," Pippin admitted. "Beregond told me - some of the wives were sending from Minas Tirith wanting to know if they could come out to their menfolk. But the company captains said no, they'd have sweethearts and doxies all over the place swearing they were married women, and the captains would start having to rule on whether they were really their troops' wives or not, and it would start ill feeling and bad order and I don't know what. I suppose they were right. So they decided the other way around - married and family men could apply to their commander for leave to return to Minas Tirith, and if they were no longer needed for any of the expeditions into Mordor or Ithilien then they'd be let go. Beregond thought about going, but he wasn't really fit for a long wagon-ride, and besides he said Bergil would be most indignant that his father thought he needed nursemaiding!"
"That's almost certainly true," Rowanna put in with a chuckle. "If anything, he has been enjoying taking care of Mother for me!"
"So the only women in camp are among the Healers, or the cooks, or have some other job to do," Pippin explained. "And have been given their own quarters. But I still think it's ridiculous to make Rowanna walk all that way every day just to go and sleep somewhere else - don't you?" He looked enquiringly round the circle.
"Among my people," offered Legolas, "honour resides in our actions, not in whether or not we attract the gossip of others' tongues - and it would be what lay in your soldiers' and their women's hearts, not rites or ceremonies, that would determine whether they were wed. But I have seen enough of mortals to know that their customs are altogether strange to me!..."
"As strange as the Elves' would be to them," Rowanna laughed. "Ah well - I shall not lack for opportunities to stretch my legs for the next few days, at any rate! Aragorn promised that Prince Imrahil would get word to me when he has answered the dispatches from Dol Amroth, so I'll know when I must start back for Minas Tirith. My worry now is - must I needs have an occupation to prevent Glavradîr banishing me from the encampment altogether? I am no healer and I feel no great desire to volunteer as a laundry-maid!"
"I'm not sure they have any," Merry retorted, "don't you remember seeing those soldiers washing their own linen in the stream as we came by earlier?"
"Beregond says that's how you tell the difference between the seasoned troops and the raw recruits, here in camp," added Pippin. "The old campaigners are all well used to looking after themselves, and can cook and wash and keep their own gear spotless. When you see a captain haranguing a man for a stained shirt, you can be sure he's never had to wash it himself before - no wonder some of the Men were so keen to get their wives out here on the next wagon if they could!"
"Talking of cooking," his cousin broke through the general laughter, "the sun is nearly down. What does one do in this place about dinner?.."
The long, golden days unrolled lazily on the Field of Cormallen. Aside from the basic activities needed to keep the camp in good order, and the minimum of drill required to keep the men active and their weapons readied, the captains demanded little of the troops other than rest. Not all were yet returned; the detachments sent against the remnants of the Easterling and Southron troops had needed some days to subdue them, and when Rowanna asked after Elladan and Elrohir she discovered that they had insisted on leading the expedition into Mordor itself to storm Sauron's northern fortresses. Of course - I can't see them resting while a single orc remains alive!
"So did you find out what the trees are called, Sam?" Rowanna enquired as she steadily stroked the blade of her knife along her whetstone. "The ones with the scarlet blossom, I mean?" They were sitting companionably in the shade of the beeches at the edge of the grove, the distant music of the falls of Henneth Annûn in their ears; Sam had an eye to the stewpot hanging above his neatly-assembled cooking fire, where chunks of the fish Rowanna had caught and gutted were simmering.
"Culumalda, one of Captain Faramir's rangers told me," the Hobbit responded, giving the fish stew a stir. "Field of Cormallen's named for 'em, seemingly. He says later in the year they have tiny berries red as rubies; makes a lovely juice, good for the blood, so his sister who's a Healer would have it. Wouldn't know about that, but they're lovely, en't they?"
"That they are, Sam." Legolas' voice drifted down from the beech-canopy. "I fear they are too much lovers of southern heat to flourish back in your Shire, though; any hint of frost I think would finish them..."
"And how long have you been up there, may I ask?" Rowanna laughed, testing the blade of her knife cautiously with her thumb and returning it to its sheath at her belt. "I thought you were with Aragorn?"
"So I was, till he had business with Éomer," the Elf replied as he dropped lightly from the branch to sit with his back to the trunk, "and until the savour of that pot drifted over on the breeze! Where did you find the celonuil?" As they looked blank, he picked up a cluster of leaves from the small pile waiting on Sam's bit of sacking and looked at it speculatively.
"Hey!" the Hobbit protested. "'Don't you go pinching my garnish, Master Elf! Watercress, it's rightly called, and you can go and find your own! It's growing wild a little further up the stream there where it broadens out at the turn. My Aunty May used to grow it in beds along o' the Bywater Pool back home." He looked wistful for a moment. "Lovely peppery flavour it has too, just right to liven up a stew like this. I picked a tidy bit while Mistress Rowanna was tickling the trout out of the pool."
"We thought we'd try to tempt Frodo's appetite a little more," Rowanna explained, leaning back contentedly against Legolas. "Sam thinks he's still too thin -"
"So he is, for a self-respectin' Hobbit," Sam grumbled. "and very fond of watercress Master Frodo always was, too, back in the day. So don't you go scoffing of it all!"
"Forgive me, Sam, I did not mean to tease." The Elf looked grave. "I know you worry yet for Frodo. And if the smell of that stew does not tempt him to eat, then nothing will!"
"If I sit here any longer I'm going to fall asleep," Rowanna murmured a little later. "Sam, that was delicious - leave the pot, I'll clean it for you later. But for now, I'm going for a walk; anyone else?.."
"The only way to round off a meal like that," said Merry contentedly, "is with a pipe in the sun. Frodo? Gimli?"
"Gladly," rumbled the Dwarf, reaching into his jerkin. "Have you any Longbottom Leaf left?.."
"That settles it," retorted the Elf, rising to his feet and reaching out a hand to Rowanna. "A walk it is." They wandered away across the greensward, leaving Gimli and the Hobbits to converse, smoke and eventually doze.
"To the river?" Legolas enquired as they passed beneath the arch of culumalda and into the main encampment. Overhead, a pair of buzzards circled lazily in the warm updraughts.
"I thought I might go across to the horses," Rowanna offered. "One of the Eorlingas I crossed paths with on my way up this morning said that some of the beasts, Riders' and Swan Knights', are in a bad way yet; hildegefetorde... She frowned. "I don't know how you'd say it in the Grey Tongue. In the Common - War-fettered?.."
He nodded. "I have seen it. The physical wounds are healing; your countrymen know their business, and the knights of Dol Amroth also. But what their mounts endured before the Gate that day... to lift that darkness takes more than common skill."
"I...know." Rowanna spoke very quietly, and through their joined hands he felt her shiver. He checked his stride and drew her close, out of the trackway between the lines of tents.
"Do you wish to? - Are you sure?..." She nodded, her chin coming up.
"Perhaps I can help. And if not... Legolas, this is what I do, have done half my life. If I cannot any longer stand before a nervy horse and calm her, if I can't put away my own fear...then I need to know." He nodded, squeezing her hand. They went on, skirting the edge of the camp, to the area close to the trees where paddocks had been marked out with rope and wooden fencing. Legolas frowned.
"I still find it strange to see them thus enclosed."
"So is it strange to the Riders, in the normal course of things," Rowanna insisted. "But at home the éoreds run their beasts in herds, each with their head mare and their stallion; here after the battle they must be all mingled, and the Swan Knights' warhorses too, and then those that are injured... I can understand why they need the fences." And indeed, as they approached they saw that the roan mare nearest them was in a large pen apart, with a mule grazing peacefully in one corner. "She can see the others, and smell them, but she can't get to them," Rowanna pointed out.
"I've watched her a good deal these last few days," Legolas said softly, as they drew to a halt a little way away in the shadow of the trees. "See her flank, there?" He tilted his head, and Rowanna winced as she followed his gaze. Long, livid scars ran in parallel across the mare's flesh.
"Are those -" He nodded.
"Nazgûl. Just before the Eagles descended; I saw the poor beast. She threw her Rider, managed somehow not to tread on him, and took off halfway across the Dagorlad. They must have caught her later. They can't pen her with others, she's a bundle of nerves - though the mule keeps her company, and takes no notice of her jinks. See - here the Rider comes..."
He was little more than a boy, for all he had the Eorling height and bulk. Moving cautiously, singing softly to his mare as he came, he slid in through the pen's gate and stood a while leaning against the fence, apparently looking across to the other horses. Eventually, always side on to the mare, he took a few steps closer to her, then more, holding a hand out low towards her; but she only shifted uneasily and huffed. The Rider bit his lip.
"Poor lad," Rowanna whispered into Legolas' ear. "He does everything right, and yet -"
"She nearly came to him, yesterday," the Elf murmured. "Day after day he's been thus patient with her. He is almost there..."
As they watched, the mare's flattened ears came forward just a little. They heard her nicker.
"Go on," breathed Rowanna. "Good girl..."
And then, high above them, one of the buzzards let out a long, grating scream. The mare threw her head up in terror: her eyes rolled white and she snorted violently. Trying to scramble backwards she came up against the fencing, panicked and reared. Caught unawares, the Rider tried to move in to her shoulder, but misjudged it; as the mare came down he caught a blow in the chest from a flailing hoof that sent him reeling back, winded, into the fence.
Legolas leapt for the gate; but it was Rowanna who got through it first. Wait! Legolas almost cried in his stab of alarm, watching her step sideways in towards the mare; and then bit off the cry, and ran instead to steady the stunned Eorling and sit him gently down out of range, forcing himself to stand still and watch.
Rowanna was still some yards from the mare, waiting, watchful. Head tilted a little on one side, she said something softly in, Legolas assumed, Rohirric: paused; spoke again. The horse was no longer rearing or backing up, but she was still shifting from foot to foot, and the Elf could see her trembling. I could - He breathed out slowly, forcing himself to stillness.
Rowanna went on crooning. For a long moment, nothing seemed to change. Then Legolas felt the shift; the mare's ears slowly relaxed, then came forward a little. She huffed a breath which was almost a question. Rowanna spoke again, and made a gesture which the watching Elf and Rohir could only half see. The mare took a step forwards, then another. Legolas felt the boy beside him tense. Rohiril, remember - Then Rowanna made a tiny jerk of her head, unnoticed he thought by the Rider; the roan changed direction and stepped cautiously, delicately, across the paddock towards them. As the Rohir scrambled to his feet, she came to him and nuzzled into his outstretched hand; then she lifted her head and the pair of them, nose to nose, exchanged a breath as gentle as a kiss. Behind him, Rowanna sent Legolas a delighted smile which made his heart dance.
When the Rider turned back to Rowanna, eyes suspiciously bright, colour burned in his cheeks; the question he aimed at her, though the Elf understood it not, sounded like a challenge. Whatever the mortal woman said, though, must have calmed him. They spoke a few words more and he turned his attention back to his mount. Only then, as Rowanna came back to him at the gate, did Legolas notice that she was trembling almost as much as the mare had been. Swiftly, he folded her in his arms and held her tightly. "Mae agorech, melethen. Mae agorech..."
As they slipped out of the pen Riders began to surround them talking excitedly; there was much gesturing towards the mare, and he thought he caught Rowanna's name. Of course, Elladan said she and the Man she worked with were well known - "She needs rest now," he said firmly, hoping that enough of them understood Westron. "Let be, my friends." Keeping his arm around Rowanna's shoulders he nodded to the Rohirrim, who stared curiously as they stepped aside to give the pair passage, and he steered her carefully away, past the rest of the paddocks and away into the shelter of the trees. Not until they were out of sight and hearing of the Riders did Rowanna collapse against his shoulder and begin to sob.
"Sidh, sidh," he murmured. "Tolo an sirith..." Down by the stream, he moved to sit her down against a treetrunk; but she shook her head, scrubbing at her reddened eyes and the dust across her face kicked up by the mare.
"I need to wash." She crouched down at the water's edge and he heard splashing; he hung back till she turned around, drying her face on her shirtsleeves. "And this -" She groaned as she pushed her hair back from her neck and found the wreck of her braid spilling out in all directions.
"Let me," he offered, drawing her down to sit in front of him at the tree's root. He unwound the binding and carefully began to part the tangled remains of her plait; she heaved one deep comforted sigh, and relaxed against him without demur. As he combed the heavy thickness of the black hair rhythmically through his fingers he began to hum softly. Silver flow the streams from Celos to Erui, in the green fields of Lebennin, in the wind from the Sea... He did not realise he was singing the words aloud, until she asked,
"Is it very bad, now?..."
"Is wh - oh." He thought for a moment. "It is - more distant, here, I think; it ebbs and flows. It does not rend me in two as it did in Minas Tirith when the gulls cried. And yet - it is always there, somewhere; a faint melancholy roar, far off, whenever I stop to listen for it. I will never be free of it again, for now it is woven into my part in the Song; and I do not know if I would be without it - even if I could..." The distant call of the surf was rising within him even as he spoke, his breath coming shorter; hastily he buried his face in Rowanna's neck, inhaling the scents of soaproot and mint with which she had washed her hair the day before, until the tide receded and he was anchored once more.
"What did the Rider say to you?" he asked, wanting to return to the day's more immediate concerns.
"He wanted to know why the mare came to me, when he'd been trying to do just what I did for days. I told him - she was going to him; he would have done it, if not for that buzzard spooking her. I think he believed me, I hope he did..."
He smoothed the dark glossy weight out across her shoulders, divided it, and began to rebraid, catching sections of hair and weaving them back from her face. "And tell me, although I might guess at some of it; what did you say to the mare?" She leant forward a little to let him work.
"That the black terrors from the sky were gone, forever. That her Rider needed her. And that - I knew how she felt...."
"You see?" he said quietly. "Your defeat of your darkness may not be forgotten, but I think it is behind you." She nodded. "And perhaps, sometimes, it will help..." He caught the side braids together behind her head, weaving them together; lifted aside the hair still falling loose below her shoulders, and bent to touch his lips to her exposed nape.
"Mmmm." She arched her neck in pleasure, then settled back against his chest. Somewhere above them a bird he did not recognise began a long liquid cascade of song.
"The sun's going down," Rowanna murmured sleepily. "Look - all that golden light there through the trees..." He nodded.
"It will be a fine sunset. But if you want to see it better - come!" He shifted her gently away from him, and in one smooth movement pulled himself up onto a low branch of the culumalda.
"Climb it? Legolas..." But he extended a hand, and she swung herself up easily enough; Legolas settled them both in the fork of a branch, Rowanna in the crook of his arm.
Before them the meadows spread out glowing in the rays of the setting sun, all the way to Anduin as it shone liquid gold in the distance. A great bank of cloud on the horizon was stained purple and red as the sun sank towards it, a ball of flame. They spoke together:
"Do you remember? -", then laughed. Rowanna nestled against his shoulder; he dropped a kiss on the top of her head.
"That night," she said thoughtfully, "if we had known - that it was not the end, I mean - would you still have - " He smiled into her hair.
"Who can tell? I did not know I was going to. Besides, I rather thought you began it?"
She chuckled. "Strange; I thought it was you..."
They sat quiet awhile, the sky before them slowly turning from gold to rose to palest green. Then he felt her shift, and her breath catch as though she were about to speak; but she said nothing. He waited a while, then:
"What is it, melethen?"
"I was thinking..." Her heartbeat quickened, and she moved restlessly again in his embrace. "We - we thought the world was going to end; and now it hasn't. You saw the Eorlingas, earlier, the way they looked at us... what are we going to do?"
"Ai, the haste of mortals." He stroked a finger gently across her cheek. "Always 'where next?' 'What shall we do?' 'What of tomorrow?' Hush; not here, not tonight."
"But -"
He sighed, half affection, half exasperation.
"Rowanna... Middle-earth has come back from the edge of the abyss. You are here; I can smell the dew on the grass, and feel the culumalda's bark warm at our backs." He gave the tree's trunk an appreciative pat. "What we will do in another moon-round, or a se'n'night, or tomorrow, I know not; and nor, just at this moment, do I care. What do I want to do now?..." He slid a hand to cup the back of her head, turning her towards him, and tilted her face up to his. "This."
Around them the culumalda's leaves rustled in the warm breeze; overhead, little by little, the night became brilliant with stars.
Rowanna finished rolling her blankets, and jammed her knee on top of her bedroll to hold it in place while she fastened her pack's straps. The woman Healer with whom she had been sharing the small tent for the last few nights was, she had said, keeping the night watch over some of the wounded, and had left her own bedding neatly folded back; so Rowanna need not worry about waking anyone as she unlaced the tent-flap and slid quietly out into the dawn light.
Mist was rising from the greensward, and as she shouldered her pack and set off towards the Fellowship's camp her boots were quickly glistening with dew. Birdsong was bursting out all around her as she turned away from the main encampment to take a short cut through the trees.
"Aur maer, rohiril." He dropped from a branch ahead of her soundlessly, and her heart turned over at the smile he gave her. "I hoped you might permit me to escort you?"
"I thought you were all going to escort me," Rowanna laughed. "Isn't that why I was invited for breakfast - for the best send-off Sam and the others could contrive? Are they awake?"
"Samwise is, and already building the cooking-fire. And he had Pippin off to fetch water. Frodo I think not - he was awake much of the night; he is still having bad dreams..."
"Poor Frodo," Rowanna sighed. "To have done so much for all Middle-earth, and still to have to suffer for it. Did Aragorn not give him anything?"
"He would have done, I think, but Frodo is reluctant to take draughts every night - he says they make him sluggish and heavy all day. I sat with him by the fire, and told him every tale I could think of from the Greenwood that involved neither spiders, nor orcs, nor the Necromancer - which ruled out a good few. He fell into a doze a little before dawn." The corner of his mouth quirked in the expression she knew so well. "Though if he is as true a hobbit as I think him, he will not long sleep through the sizzling of Sam's bacon and eggs before the smell rouses him!"
"I'm glad he has you to bear him company." Rowanna took his hand as they wandered on beneath the trees. Legolas sighed.
"You know I would come back with you, if not for -" She shook her head.
"Frodo needs you. Aragorn needs you - someone has to keep him from working himself to death with dispatches and commissions before he is even crowned! And I know the White City was.. not easy, for you, before."
He locked his fingers with hers more tightly. "I know we shall all be back in Minas Tirith soon enough, but I would gladly spend a few more days under leaf and sky before I must submit once again to all that weight of white stone. Let alone those infernal gulls! - can you not persuade the Steward to have them declared vermin and offer a reward for every one captured and taken back to the coast?"
Rowanna threw back her head and laughed. As they came to the arch of trees opening onto the green lawn, though, Legolas halted and drew her to face him.
"Lest I am tempted later to scandalise Master Glavradîr or the rest of the encampment -" he arched an eyebrow at her - "or to interrupt the string of messages which Merry and Pippin will doubtless have you take back for their numerous new friends in the Houses; here, melethen, is my parting gift, until I see you again." He pulled her into his arms; and had anyone other than the trees been there to witness it, the kiss he gave her would indeed have been the talk of Cormallen all through the two days it took Rowanna to sail back down to Osgiliath with Prince Imrahil's errand-rider, reclaim a thoroughly frisky Gelion from the garrison there, and make the most of the gallop in glorious April sunshine back across the Pelennor, to a City eagerly awaiting the return of its King.
Author's Notes:
celonuil - lit, "river-weed", as I had to invent a Sindarin word for watercress.
hildegefetorde is my pseudo-Anglo-Saxon bodging together of hilde (war, battle) and gefeterian, to fetter or bind. The use of the term "war-fettered" to describe what in more modern parlance we might call shell-shock or PTSD, or an equivalent state of nervous shock in horses, was stolen from Altariel's fabulous Faramir/Eowyn story, - but turns out to originate in medieval Viking sagas, such as the Icelandic Harðar Saga discussed in Lars Nooden's undergraduate thesis, The Viking Expeditions from Central Sweden, .
Mae agorech, melethen - "you did well, beloved"
Sidh, sidh - "hush, hush "(lit, "peace") Tolo an sirith - "come to the river"
The song "Silver flow the streams from Celos to Erui..." comes from The Return of the King Book V Chapter 9, The Last Debate.
Aur maer, rohiril - "Good morning, horse-lady".
The naming of the red-blossomed trees at Cormallen as culumalda is canonical (thanks to Dwimordene for tracking the name down, in the Appendix to the Silmarillion!) but my speculation that they might be the trees which in modern Earth are called pomegranates is based on the description given .


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According to Fresno police, four teens, believed to be between the ages of 16 and 18, ran into the store and stole 26 items, totaling more than $27,000 worth of products.
Police say the items included multiple iPhones and MacBook Pros. All products had security tethers but the teens pulled the tethers off.
In the video, you can see a customer reach his hand out to gesture "slow down" to the group, but the teens ran through him and he fell to the floor.
Police say the teens ran to a driver waiting outside the store and got into a white Hyundai.
No one was hurt in this incident.
If you have any information, please call the Fresno Police Department at 559-621-7000 or Crime Stoppers at 559-498-STOP (7867).