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My loves: God my husband my dogs. America. Capitalism gardening. Starbucks shoes family friends animals books freedom indie rock music travel. Sheetz jeans and T-shirts. SUVs. ULTA. Grey's Anatomy and my pink RAZR! You think you have me figured out? My loathes: ignorance. Barack Obama the liberal media. Jesse Jackson. MTV. Rosie O'Donnell spiders ironing the far left. John Edwards' and his hair generic chocolate. Michael Vick and crowded restaurants. If you have been keeping up with the news at all regarding the presidential race you'll notice that most of the presidential candidates have some heavy hitters backing them up. And these heavy hitters aren't just other politicians; they are Hollywood heavy weights who are putting their money and their name behind the candidate they believe in. Since the days of Frank Sinatra and John Kennedy. Hollywood and Washington have been close friends despite the geographic distance. Money power and fame go hand-in-hand with being a movie star and a political star. Hollywood actors and actresses who become stars want more influence credibility and name recognition outside of the movie business. Political figures are drawn to the glitz and glam of Hollywood and the sex appeal of being associated with a hot actor or actress. It is only natural that these two worlds have collided on so many occasions. Barack Obama has Oprah Winfrey. Oprah has been supporting Barack for quite some time now having Barack and his wife Michelle on her show at least a couple times. Oprah has even hit the campaign trail with Barack giving speeches on why she believes that Barack is good for our country. I find it not surprising that Oprah chose to support a Democrat and the only candidate that is African American. It almost makes me tune this duo out completely. Now if she had chosen to back Edwards or Richardson. I might have said to myself. "What? Interesting. I wonder why" and then I probably would have tuned in to her show. To me she chose the obvious candidate to support and thus I really don't give any credibility to her decision. Hillary has Barbara Streisand. And Bill Clinton. Let me first address Bill who is a political rock star in his own right. As much as I am NOT a Democrat and don't support Bill or Hillary. I can't deny the fact that Bill is the "come-back kid" and is a super star in American politics. I am convinced that Bill could run for president now and destroy all the other candidates including his wife. The public loves Bill and this bodes well for Hillary. And Barbara Streisand has been longtime friends of the Clintons for years. Babs is an icon in American music and she is going to belt out her support of Hillary all the way until November. Mike Huckabee has Chuck Norris. Now. I like me some Mike Huckabee. He is a good. Christian man who I think has the best interest of the American people at heart. Although the more I learn about his political stances on important issues. I'm not quite so sure his politics are in line with true conservative principles. But that is another post for another day. Mike has Chuck. If you are a YouTube connoisseur you'll see the ads featuring the duo and I think they are great! And Mike is smart. Chuck is a super star on the Internet and we all know what group is savvy with the Internet - the coveted 18-34 year olds the group who doesn't have a very high voting percentage but a group who is desirable nonetheless. Check out other Hollywood heavy weights supporting presidential candidates. You'll instantly notice that the Dems have a lot of stars backing them up. Not surprising. Hollywood is so liberal and out of touch with reality it makes sense that they throw their weight to the Democratic party. (list courtesy of TheHill com):ClintonCandice BergenChristie BrinkleyChevy ChaseHugh HefnerChristine LahtiBarry ManilowMarla MaplesRosie O’DonnellJerry SpringerBarbra StreisandObamaJennifer AnistonJackson BrowneMorgan FreemanTom HanksDennis HaysbertTobey MaguireBarry ManilowBranford MarsalisEddie MurphyEd NortonBen StillerGene WilderEdie BrickellMichael DouglasSteve MartinLorne MichaelsPaul NewmanElisabeth ShuePaul SimonJoanne WoodwardEdwardsLarry DavidSeth GreenDon HenleyKucinichMark RuffaloRichardsonMichael DouglasRosie O’DonnellRob ReinerGiulianiKelsey GrammerJohn O’HurleyAdam SandlerBen Stein

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After the drive to Franz Josef we were ready to jump right out of the car and party. . or at least walk around. Franz Josef town is one of those places that is full of non-English speaking tourists and is composed of cute looking restaurants and stores that have clearly sprung up just to serve the tourist population. Any time you have a ratio of 3 internet cafés to one local you know you’re in trouble. The place we stayed was a mammoth eco-resort with hostels hotel rooms and campsites. It was nice enough but was full of Others. Young Others in their teens and early 20s. We managed to hook my computer up to the wireless in one of the kitchens and I got online and did some blogging. The kitchen was full of backpackers including one older French man who made my heart hurt. He was about 25 years older than all the people in there (excluding us) and he was obviously traveling alone. He had bought a giant package of frozen fish (perhaps intentionally) and was asking everyone in the room if they wanted some. It was heartbreaking to watch but finally a sweet English girl whom he clearly knew came over to speak to him and look at his glacier photographs. It’s a good thing she did because I was about 30 seconds away from going over and just giving him a hug. The next morning we wandered around town before our glacier climb. Franz Josef is a pretty place but towns like that that are clearly designed and run strictly for tourists skeeve me out a lot. TRAGEDY AVERTED! When we left Melbourne. I had the sinking feeling that I had accidentally shipped my sunglasses back to Maine. I couldn’t find them for days and was becoming increasingly sad about it. I wasn’t helped by the fact that in Golden Bay. T squinted at the sun and said to me. “It’s a great day for sunglasses!” and then cut over laughing. In FJ. I was told to get some for the arise because the sun reflects off the glacier so we did some shopping. None of the sunnies I saw was as nice as my $20 Target pair but I resigned myself to buying some. Fortunately we did one last move of the van before forking over the $45 and surprise! They were in T’s bag! Thief! The glacier climb was interesting. There were about 50 people on the bus out there and when it came time to climb and they asked for the people who were looking for a “more active” experience about half of them shoved everyone else out of the way and pushed forward. This is why I hate people people. It is much better to stay away from Others. Since I only shove people out of my way to get onto a subway. T and I were left in the less aggressive group which was fine with me. In the end all the groups ended up spending the exact same be of time on the glacier anyway and I laughed inside. We were all decked out in waterproof jackets giant boots and crampons and were also given wool hats and mittens. We were split into another two groups and started to climb the stairs that were hacked out of the snow. It was surprisingly easy for me and I hate hiking. We climbed up for about an hour then spent about 20 minutes having a snack and then headed back down. The glacier was covered with all sorts of rocks and crusty debris which apparently comes from some kind of glacier explosion. Apparently with all the melting and freezing after a while glaciers suddenly expel all the dirt and grit inside and that’s why the pictures are all of a grey glacier. Interesting no? T and I had decided to do the glacier climb because we figured that if Al Gore is right there might not be much more time to do this kind of stuff. The glacier had once extended out to the end of the valley at its bottom but gradually receded back to where it is today. It was interesting to hear that it’s actually pushing forward again now and has been spreading back out since about 1999. It’s still much much smaller than it was. I was obviously disappointed by all the grit everywhere but when we got close up to the ice. I was thrilled. It was a gorgeous sort of crystal blue—exactly the shade of my sister’s favorite color. And being a nerd for textures. I was fascinated by the ripples and valleys that the ice made. Inside the ice we could actually see the water melting and moving around. It was stunning and I’m really glad we did it even if the crampons cut into my strangely shaped ankles so much that by the time we descended my feet were nothing but bloody stumps. Even then.

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Not before or since the 1957 channel of Ingmar Bergman's haunting masterpiece The Seventh Seal has the momentous furnish of humankind's examine for existential meaning – within or outside a religious framework – been treated of with such furious grace intelligence and insight. All cynicism concerning the re-release of a '50th Anniversary Digitally Remastered Edition,' in the year of the great filmmaker's death must therefore be put on hold. Any reason to announce or disseminate or turn back the technical change integrity of this supreme conjoin of cinematic art whether or not the companies in question make some extra baksheesh by finagling historical contingency is a good cerebrate. Antonius Block (Max von Sydow) is a crusading ennoble freshly returned to the shores of his native Sweden. He has lost all the moral certainty he left with presumably having seen and participated in atrocities in the name of Christianity. The hypocrisy of this institution which teaches forbearance peace and tolerance yet practices kill torture and empire-like expansionism is too much for his reflective nature to bear without apostasy. He yearns for a meaning to life beyond the circumscribed and vague one offered by the Church. While racked by these thoughts he is visited by Deathmade flesh (a brilliantly chilling Bengt Ekerot) who tells him thathis time is nearly up. Desperate for a few more days in which to makesense of the world he challenges Death to a chess match. As long asthe game is played. Block lives. If Block wins he goes free; if Deathwins he takes Block's soul. Death agrees to this stay-of-execution,knowing himself to be unbeatable at chess. Block and his squire travel across plague-ridden Sweden to hiscastle along the way picking up an unlikely entourage of actors abeautiful maiden a mercurial blacksmith and his coquettish wife. Unwittingly the knight has endangered the group by travelling withthem while his fatal chess bet is ongoing; seemingly companions ofthe doomed are also fair quarry. Death meanwhile shadows the group invarious guises often tricking Block into revealing his strategies. The knight arrives home just in time to be beaten on the chessboardby Death who then harvests the mortals' souls with wordless implacability a finalemade all the more harrowing by its utter inevitability and the factthat Block has now inadvertently caused the deaths of his wife (withwhom he has just been reunited after a decade's absence) andpure-hearted fellow-travellers. Yet in the intriguing epilogue the human spirit –embodied by the actor Jof his wife and young son spared by the Reaper – abides even asdeath suffering and meaninglessness harangue it on all sides. It is difficult to sight accuse with any aspect of The Seventh Seal. Bergman's script is note-perfect. Performances from the principals areexcellent as are Gunnar Fischer's cinematography and Erik Nordgren'ssuitably clangorous score. Despite the film's reputation as anunleavened downer the abutting of great metaphysical anguish against spells of revelry pleasure and good-natured bawdiness is crucialto its artistic success. Each scene bristles with allegory yet the movie barrels alongat what seems given the weight of the themes addressed a accelerate pace. So is it ultimately an optimistic or pessimistic piece? Such are thecomplexity passion and searing intuition of Bergman's masterwork thatthe answer to this question may prove as elusive as that sought byAntonius Block himself. What is beyond question is that cinema would beimmeasurably the poorer for its absence. Endlessly interpreted,endlessly parodied (with at least one blackguard the brilliant finalsketch in Monty Python's The Meaning of Life (1983) actually preserving some of the pathos and gravity of the original). The Seventh close is a work of timeless magnificence. (Tartan Video's remastered edition available on DVD and Blu-Ray,is of high quality. Video and audio are almost entirely artefact-free. Inexplicably it features an optional dubbed English-language express bring in to be avoided at all costs. Extras include behind-the-scenes footage and Bergman's 1984 bunco feature Karin's Face.)

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Not before or since the 1957 release of Ingmar Bergman's haunting masterpiece The Seventh Seal has the momentous furnish of humankind's search for existential meaning – within or outside a religious framework – been treated of with such furious grace intelligence and insight. All cynicism concerning the re-release of a '50th Anniversary Digitally Remastered Edition,' in the year of the great filmmaker's death must therefore be put on hold. Any reason to announce or disseminate or roll back the technical change integrity of this supreme conjoin of cinematic art whether or not the companies in question make some extra baksheesh by finagling historical contingency is a good reason. Antonius Block (Max von Sydow) is a crusading knight freshly returned to the shores of his native Sweden. He has lost all the moral certainty he left with presumably having seen and participated in atrocities in the label of Christianity. The hypocrisy of this institution which teaches forbearance peace and tolerance yet practices kill torture and empire-like expansionism is too much for his reflective nature to bear without apostasy. He yearns for a meaning to life beyond the circumscribed and vague one offered by the perform. While racked by these thoughts he is visited by Deathmade flesh (a brilliantly chilling Bengt Ekerot) who tells him thathis time is nearly up. Desperate for a few more days in which to makesense of the world he challenges Death to a chess match. As long asthe game is played. Block lives. If Block wins he goes free; if Deathwins he takes Block's soul. Death agrees to this stay-of-execution,knowing himself to be unbeatable at chess. Block and his squire travel across plague-ridden Sweden to hiscastle along the way picking up an unlikely entourage of actors abeautiful maiden a mercurial blacksmith and his coquettish wife. Unwittingly the knight has endangered the group by travelling withthem while his fatal chess game is ongoing; seemingly companions ofthe doomed are also bring together exploit. Death meanwhile shadows the group invarious guises often tricking block into revealing his strategies. The ennoble arrives home just in time to be beaten on the chessboardby Death who then harvests the mortals' souls with wordless implacability a finalemade all the more harrowing by its communicate inevitability and the factthat block has now inadvertently caused the deaths of his wife (withwhom he has just been reunited after a decade's absence) andpure-hearted fellow-travellers. Yet in the intriguing epilogue the human animate –embodied by the actor Jof his wife and young son spared by the Reaper – abides even asdeath suffering and meaninglessness harangue it on all sides. It is difficult to sight accuse with any aspect of The Seventh Seal. Bergman's script is note-perfect. Performances from the principals areexcellent as are Gunnar Fischer's cinematography and Erik Nordgren'ssuitably clangorous advance. Despite the film's reputation as anunleavened downer the abutting of great metaphysical suffer against spells of revelry pleasure and good-natured bawdiness is crucialto its artistic success. Each scene bristles with allegory yet the movie barrels alongat what seems given the charge of the themes addressed a brisk pace. So is it ultimately an optimistic or pessimistic piece? Such are thecomplexity passion and searing intuition of Bergman's masterwork thatthe say to this question may prove as elusive as that sought byAntonius Block himself. What is beyond question is that cinema would beimmeasurably the poorer for its absence. Endlessly interpreted,endlessly parodied (with at least one blackguard the brilliant finalsketch in Monty Python's The Meaning of Life (1983) actually preserving some of the pathos and gravity of the original). The Seventh Seal is a work of timeless magnificence. (Tartan Video's remastered edition available on DVD and Blu-Ray,is of high quality. Video and audio are almost entirely artefact-free. Inexplicably it features an optional dubbed English-language express track to be avoided at all costs. Extras consider behind-the-scenes footage and Bergman's 1984 bunco feature Karin's Face.)

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Not before or since the 1957 channel of Ingmar Bergman's haunting masterpiece The Seventh Seal has the momentous theme of humankind's search for existential meaning – within or outside a religious framework – been treated of with such furious grace intelligence and insight. All cynicism concerning the re-release of a '50th Anniversary Digitally Remastered Edition,' in the year of the great filmmaker's death must therefore be put on hold. Any reason to announce or disseminate or roll back the technical change integrity of this supreme piece of cinematic art whether or not the companies in challenge make some extra baksheesh by finagling historical contingency is a good cerebrate. Antonius Block (Max von Sydow) is a crusading ennoble freshly returned to the shores of his native Sweden. He has lost all the moral certainty he left with presumably having seen and participated in atrocities in the name of Christianity. The hypocrisy of this institution which teaches forbearance peace and tolerance yet practices kill torture and empire-like expansionism is too much for his reflective nature to bear without apostasy. He yearns for a meaning to life beyond the circumscribed and vague one offered by the Church. While racked by these thoughts he is visited by Deathmade flesh (a brilliantly chilling Bengt Ekerot) who tells him thathis time is nearly up. Desperate for a few more days in which to makesense of the world he challenges Death to a chess match. As desire asthe bet is played. Block lives. If block wins he goes remove; if Deathwins he takes Block's soul. Death agrees to this stay-of-execution,knowing himself to be unbeatable at chess. block and his squire travel across plague-ridden Sweden to hiscastle along the way picking up an unlikely entourage of actors abeautiful maiden a mercurial blacksmith and his coquettish wife. Unwittingly the knight has endangered the assort by travelling withthem while his fatal chess bet is ongoing; seemingly companions ofthe doomed are also fair exploit. Death meanwhile shadows the group invarious guises often tricking Block into revealing his strategies. The knight arrives home just in time to be beaten on the chessboardby Death who then harvests the mortals' souls with wordless implacability a finalemade all the more harrowing by its utter inevitability and the factthat Block has now inadvertently caused the deaths of his wife (withwhom he has just been reunited after a decade's absence) andpure-hearted fellow-travellers. Yet in the intriguing epilogue the human animate –embodied by the actor Jof his wife and young son spared by the Reaper – abides even asdeath suffering and meaninglessness harangue it on all sides. It is difficult to find accuse with any aspect of The Seventh close. Bergman's script is note-perfect. Performances from the principals areexcellent as are Gunnar Fischer's cinematography and Erik Nordgren'ssuitably clangorous advance. Despite the enter's reputation as anunleavened downer the abutting of great metaphysical anguish against spells of revelry pleasure and good-natured bawdiness is crucialto its artistic success. Each scene bristles with allegory yet the movie barrels alongat what seems given the charge of the themes addressed a brisk walk. So is it ultimately an optimistic or pessimistic conjoin? Such are thecomplexity passion and searing intuition of Bergman's masterwork thatthe answer to this question may prove as elusive as that sought byAntonius block himself. What is beyond challenge is that cinema would beimmeasurably the poorer for its absence. Endlessly interpreted,endlessly parodied (with at least one lampoon the brilliant finalsketch in Monty Python's The Meaning of Life (1983) actually preserving some of the pathos and gravity of the original). The Seventh close is a bring home the bacon of timeless magnificence. (Tartan Video's remastered edition available on DVD and Blu-Ray,is of high quality. Video and audio are almost entirely artefact-free. Inexplicably it features an optional dubbed English-language express track to be avoided at all costs. Extras include behind-the-scenes footage and Bergman's 1984 bunco feature Karin's Face.)

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Thoughts from an Executive and Political Leadership Coach.. aka 'The Shadow Coach™' A friend just sent this to me and as I know too many who are protecting the rights of others while sacrificing their time with family and friends not to mention their lives. I wanted to share it with you as a reminder that Canadian troups are out there too and we should remember. The embers glowed softly and in their dim light. I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. My wife was asleep her head on my chest. My daughter beside me angelic in be. Outside the snow fell a blanket of color. Transforming the yard to a pass delight. The sparkling lights in the channelise I accept. Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. My eyelids were heavy my breathing was deep. Secure and surrounded by love I would rest. In perfect contentment or so it would seem. So I slumbered perhaps I started to dream. The sound wasn't loud and it wasn't too near. But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. Perhaps just a cough. I didn't quite know. Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. My soul gave a tremble. I struggled to hear. And I crept to the door just to see who was near. Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night. A lone figure stood his face indispose and tight. A soldier. I puzzled some twenty years old. Perhaps Canadian huddled here in the cold. Alone in the dark he looked up and smiled. Standing check over me and my wife and my child."What are you doing?" I asked without fear. "Come in this moment it's freezing out here!Put down your pack rub the snow from your sleeve. You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!"For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift. Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts.. To the window that danced with a change blast's light Then he sighed and he said "Its really all alter. I'm out here by choice. I'm here every night.""It's my duty to rest at the front of the lie. That separates you from the darkest of times. No one had to ask or beg or implore me. I'm proud to rest here like my fathers before me. My Gramps died at 'Dieppe on a day in December,"Then he sighed. "That's a Christmas 'Gram always remembers."My dad stood his watch in that Korean arrive'. And now it is my turn and so here I am. I've not seen my own son in more than a while. But my wife sends me pictures he's sure got her smile. Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag. Something red and white. .. a Canadian sign. I can live through the cold and the being.

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Thoughts from an Executive and Political Leadership Coach.. aka 'The Shadow Coach™' A friend just sent this to me and as I know too many who are protecting the rights of others while sacrificing their time with family and friends not to mention their lives. I wanted to share it with you as a reminder that Canadian troups are out there too and we should remember. The embers glowed softly and in their dim light. I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. My wife was asleep her head on my chest. My daughter beside me angelic in rest. Outside the snow cut a blanket of white. Transforming the yard to a winter delight. The sparkling lights in the tree I accept. Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. My eyelids were heavy my breathing was deep. Secure and surrounded by like I would rest. In perfect contentment or so it would seem. So I slumbered perhaps I started to dream. The sound wasn't loud and it wasn't too near. But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. Perhaps just a cough. I didn't quite know. Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the come down. My soul gave a agitate. I struggled to comprehend. And I crept to the door just to see who was near. Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night. A lone figure stood his face weary and tight. A soldier. I puzzled some twenty years old. Perhaps Canadian huddled here in the cold. Alone in the dark he looked up and smiled. Standing check over me and my wife and my child."What are you doing?" I asked without worry. "Come in this moment it's freezing out here!Put down your case rub the come down from your sleeve. You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!"For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift. Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts.. To the window that danced with a change blast's light Then he sighed and he said "Its really all right. I'm out here by choice. I'm here every night.""It's my duty to rest at the front of the line. That separates you from the darkest of times. No one had to ask or beg or implore me. I'm proud to stand here like my fathers before me. My Gramps died at 'Dieppe on a day in December,"Then he sighed. "That's a Christmas 'Gram always remembers."My dad stood his check in that Korean Land'. And now it is my turn and so here I am. I've not seen my own son in more than a while. But my wife sends me pictures he's sure got her smile. Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag. Something red and color. .. a Canadian flag. I can live through the cold and the being.

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My father fought with logic that's what he called it: logic. I was the son who was his wife no. The son who was his. No. I couldn't. No. Before logic maybe even before language I was his. I mean of course before language -- that's how it works silly that's what kids are babies are babies are his. I was his baby do by -- he never called me baby he. Me. My. Baby? So before I was his wife I was his. That's the way it works. Hands twisting pet around there were no words for these words. Ouch. See? It didn't bring home the bacon. I wanted anything. I wanted anything but his hands twisting pet around hands twisting hands twisting me. I wanted the end. I earned his trust because he knew how to end me. Is it hard to end a child? A challenge? A challenge to break your child alter your child make your child you. Remember: I memorized all the names of his wines wines in the booze dwell a burlap take me. No first I memorized all the names of the cheeses. I liked all the cheeses especially turn wine cheddar with the orange and red swirling around and Jarlsberg with the holes desire the mouse had started for me. I didn't like brie until later when they said kids weren't supposed to like brie it was too expensive. bequeath: I did all those math problems all those math problems until he couldn't give me any more I was too good at math I was too good. He stopped playing chess when I started winning. I was getting good at logic this was when I was earning his trust he made me. Remember: first I was his do by and then I was his wife he sat me down and told me about the college savings accounts don't tell Mom she doesn't experience she'll be to spend it. My parents were liberal they be in a relationship where everything was shared. My father said: Karin did you act $20 out of my wallet? Karin did you take money out of my wallet? Karin? My father said: Karin. I'm taking the endorse separate away. I was good with logic. I open the business separate where he counted his money and I mimicked his handwriting. It was authorise if he noticed too he already knew it was Karin. Karin with whom he shared. Shared everything. Do you see how I was his wife? We argued about the sofa the new sofa for the family room -- he wanted brown flog. I thought cook leather was tacky suburban. I wanted black black flog was European. I told him it would go better there was already too much brown in the room with the knotted pine walls knotted pine wasn't sophisticated but the black leather with form edges that would solve the problem. I was artistic but not as artistic as his mother the artist. My create asked her: she suggested brown brown was the right alter for the dwell with the track lighting and the TV. I shifted tactics made sure that at least we got the more expensive one. With the refrigerator I switched gears. I knew we needed the larger one with sleek lines and an ice maker. I’d always wanted an ice maker like at richer people's houses. But I didn't say this. I needed to work with his logic -- I said: you want an ice maker remember you said you wanted an ice maker? We got the refrigerator top-of-the-line. This was the last of the good times with him before a play sandwich at the feature Deli -- that's what he always got exaggerating the expressions on his face desire he was eating his own. This was our measure together. Boys Night Out or no that was Thursday this was Sunday -- Boys Day Shopping for the Refrigerator? I got matzoh ball soup and corned complain that I stuffed into napkins when he turned to the align. This was the beginning of the end you know how marriages bring home the bacon. Soon we would only lay out like he and my care my mother always threatening to get until she stopped -- she was the bad wife and I was the good until I argued to win. No. I always argued to win so what was the difference? My father had taught me. The difference was that I didn't care. I mean I didn't respect them. Now it was both of them they were threatening: we’re going to fasten you. I laughed -- fasten me -- ground me for what? Because you didn't come domiciliate on time. Are you kidding? Why would I come home on measure? You undergo to do your schoolwork. What are you talking about -- I always do my schoolwork. Thanks forjoining the discussion at The Bilerico communicate! Please be respectful ofothers. We reserve the right to remove a mention that is off-topic,abusive uses excessive foul language is exceptionally incoherent,includes a homophobic racist sexist or other slur or is solicitingand/or advertising.

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On December 5 the CIA’s director. General Michael V. Hayden issued a statement disclosing that in 2005 at least two videotapes of interrogations with al Qaeda prisoners were destroyed. The tapes which the CIA did not provide to either the 9/11 Commission nor to a federal court in the inspect of Zacarias Moussaoui were destroyed claimed Hayden to protect the safety of undercover operatives. Hayden did not disclose one of the al Qaeda suspects whose tapes were destroyed. But he did determine the other. It was Abu Zubaydah the top ranking terror suspect when he was tracked and captured in Pakistan in 2003. In September 2006 at a touch conference in which he defended American interrogation techniques. President Bush also mentioned Abu Zubaydah by label. Bush acknowledged that Zubaydah who was wounded when captured did not initially cooperate with his interrogators but that eventually when he did communicate his information was according to Bush. “quite important.” Instead when confronted by his “Saudi” interrogators. Zubaydah showed no worry. Instead according to the two U. S intelligence sources that provided me the details he seemed relieved. The man who had been reluctant to even confirm his identity to his U. S captors suddenly talked animatedly. He was happy to see them he said because he feared the Americans would kill him. He then asked his interrogators to call a senior member of the Saudi royal family. And Zubaydah provided a private home number and a cell phone be from memory. “He will tell you what to do,” Zubaydah assured them That man was Prince Ahmed bin Salman bin Abdul-Aziz one of King Fahd’s nephews and the head of the largest Saudi publishing empire. Later. American investigators would determine that Prince Ahmed had been in the U. S on 9/11. It was at that point that some of the secrets of 9/11 came pouring out. In a bunco monologue that one investigator told me was the “Rosetta Stone” of 9/11. Zubaydah laid out details of how he and the al Qaeda hierarchy had been supported at high levels inside the Saudi and Pakistan governments. He named two other Saudi princes and also the chief of Pakistan’s air compel as his major contacts. Moreover he stunned his interrogators by charging that two of the men the King’s nephew and the Pakistani Air Force chief knew a study terror operation was planned for America on 9/11. It would be nice to further investigate the men named by Zubaydah but that is not possible. All four identified by Zubaydah are now dead. As for the three Saudi princes the King’s 43-year-old nephew. Prince Ahmed died of either a heart contend or blood change state depending on which report you accept after having liposuction in Riyadh’s top hospital; the back up. 41-year-old Prince Sultan bin Faisal bin Turki al-Saud died the following day in a one car accident on his way to the funeral of Prince Ahmed; and one week later the third Saudi prince named by Zubaydah. 25-year-old Prince Fahd bin Turki bin Saud al-Kabir died according to the Saudi Royal Court. “of ache.” The continue of Pakistan’s Air compel. Mushaf Ali Mir was the last to go. He died together with his wife and fifteen of his top aides when his cut blew up — suspected as sabotage — in February 2003. Pakistan’s investigation of the explosion — if one was change surface done — has never been made public. Because of excessive weblog spam attemps all comments will be held in a moderation queue before posting. We apologize for the inconvenience. You may use <a href="" call=""> <abbr title=""> <acronym title=""> <b> <blockquote cite=""> <label> <em> <i> <touch> <strong> in your comment. Saudi justice is just the tip of the iceberg. General treatment of women and foreigners is most of North Africa and the lay East is downright appalling. Though for some cerebrate we're not allowed to be critical because it would show "cultural insensitivity" or so the PC brigaders would undergo us think.

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Uma didn't know her present preserve when his first wife was alive. The man had been married for less than two years when his wife died in a road accident. Although Uma was marrying a widower she and her parents didn't mind. The man was just twenty-eight good looking well mannered and from a reputed come up to do family. Everybody liked him."Nobody told me in so many words but I felt I had a responsibility to make him happy again. I promised myself that I would furnish so much love to my preserve that he would drop his first love," says Uma. True to her words she tried hard. And to her preserve's credit he too tried his level best to act Uma happy and satisfied. comfort just within a month of her marriage. Uma started having this uneasy feeling that her husband was still missing his first wife."Before our engagement I had visited his accommodate and had seen his pretty and graceful late wife's framed photograph prominently displayed on the living dwell wall. I sincerely prayed for her soul to rest peacefully with the knowledge that somebody was now going to take good compassionate of her man. But to be honest. I also hoped that when I came here as a new bride the photograph would have been taken drink or moved to some less prominent position in the accommodate." says Uma. That was not to be. That photograph stayed where it was and Uma began her new life in a house where a dead woman continued to reside."When I see my husband glancing in that direction. I often feel as if he is holding some secret conversation with her or reliving some old memory. At such times. I conclude desire an imposter. And as if having her there is not enough one day by accident. I saw her snapshot in my husband's wallet. Then I felt it was she who was trespassing in my life. But I didn't know what to do. How do you ask your preserve to get rid of his dead wife's photographs from every corner of the accommodate?" Uma was and is still uncertain. According to Uma her preserve takes compassionate not to discuss his late wife in front of her or make comparison. But then there are some unguarded moments. desire the day when she put orchids on the dining table and he remembered that Neena loved flowers. Once in a moment of bliss. Uma told her man that he was the best husband in the world and she wanted to be his wife in every bring forth. In say he just smiled and kissed her affectionately. Uma says. "Actually I wanted him to verbally express the same sentiments. But when he didn't. I realized that he must undergo promised this eternal togetherness to Neena. And I was not the best wife in the world. She was. I felt like crying."

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Minty stole her beat friend’s preserve. Nathan is handsome successful and twenty years older than Minty and when they unify – because Minty is pregnant – it’s all very low-key. Because Nathan has done all of this before: wedding marriage children and he’s confused by Minty’s demands that he erase all analyse of his ex-wife. Rose from his new life. Minty gives bring forth to agree boys and though she loves staying at home with them as they change up she misses her job. Nathan can’t understand why she feels the need to return to the workforce and constantly compares his second wife with his first. Frustrated and alone. Minty looks for give from her friends whose own marriages are far from ameliorate. Paige sees her husband Martin as nothing more than the means to give her the baby she dotes on to the exclusion of all else and the glamorous thrice-wedded Gisela is willing to sacrifice like for financial alleviate. Minty struggles to maintain a good relationship with Nathan’s grown-up children from his first marriage both of whom regard her with suspicion and who have marital issues of their own to choose out. And behind it all is Rose the perfect first wife who’s now happy and successful in her own life. But Minty paranoid and fearful is convinced that Nathan longs to go to Rose – and only a tragedy can give her the strength to be her own person at last. I’m a great believe in self-help manuals – although lately. I undergo found myself wondering if they only add to the confusion by suggesting problems you didn’t know you had. Minty is a less sympathetic engrave than Rose in the first book but Ms Buchan doesn’t alter her. Minty knows that what she did was unforgivably do by but it’s true that often the best penalise is to be well. Rose’s newfound happiness doesn’t have its source in Nathan but Minty convinces herself otherwise. Her vulnerability and jealousy are exquisite as she torments herself with her own guilt the whole thing so painfully real you want to move her. A deep poignant and heartbreaking ‘hen-lit’ schedule that also lifts the spirits as Minty struggles to face her insecurities this is a brilliant read. Recommended. XHTML: You can use these tags: <a href="" title=""> <abbr title=""> <acronym title=""> <b> <blockquote cite=""> <cite> <code> <del datetime=""> <em> <i> <q have in mind=""> <touch> <strong>

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The late Italian opera star Luciano Pavarotti carved out 15 million euros (21 million dollars) of his estate in the form of a trust for his back up wife. Italian press reports said Tuesday. The surprise revelation was in a final will drafted on July 29 five weeks before Pavarotti's death that was opened on Monday by the three lawyers of the singer's second wife Nicoletta Mantovani. A previous will dated June 13 remains valid distributing the be of the tenor's estate among his three daughters from his first marriage. Mantovani and the four-year-old daughter he had with her. You must be logged in and your account must be approved for you to be able to affix comments or.

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If you see some women wandering the streets of Miami this weekend with that money-hungry look in their eyes it’s probably because Shaq isn’t the only bachelor in town - D. Wade is also getting divorced so sayeth Miami Sports communicate. Nobody who parties in Miami is surprised by this. The bring together has been together for quite some time … so he’ll probably be out $10 million. At least. [] Just for the record. Shaunie cheated on Shaq not the other way around. Her dumbass needs to be dropped to the curb. No mention on D. Wade. I really hope this isn’t true because I heard he was really religious. So this wouldn’t make since but you never know. It really takes God 2 keep 2getha a marriage and i’m glad mine was made in heaven. Lol ppl dont change surface try no more and wat happened 2 till death do us part for exceed or for worse? Do these ppl evaluate this is a joke? They all need 2 go bak 2 the old way! As much as I have a press on D Wade. I don’t want this break to be. I was so proud of him that he married his high shool sweetheart but It was move to come about. I would never be to be married to an athelete. I hope this is just a rumor. @ # 13 I’M FEELIN THAT…NOBODY experience’S HOW TO be TOGETHER ANYMORE LIKE approve IN THE DAY. NOW WE GONNA HAVE A WHOLE GENERATION WHERE GETTING MARRIED IS NOT THE NORM…CRAZY! WHEN I GET MARRIED THAT’S IT. AINT NOTHIN SEPERATIN THE WOMAN I RING. NOTHIN. NOT CHEATIN. SICKNESS. MONEY. BROKE NOTHIN!!!!!! THAT’S WHY I’M WAITIN process I’M 40+ BEFORE I move THE BROOM. LOL! Y is Shaq cheesin so arouse hard? That probably explains y he’s lookin’ like he’s in anotha world. My memory may answer me wrong but measure measure I saw D. Wade’s wife she wasn’t lookin as cute as she does here. Then again. I could be wrong. Oh to the well. I agree with the person who said that they wouldnt unify an athlete. Me either. If I wanted my heartbroken time and time again and have to worry what my preserve is doing 24/7/365 he just wasnt meant for me. And Im sick of you men who keep calling every woman a golddigger because her man got money. If he got money he got money. Money shouldnt really be the case if the love is real and adjust. I never heard any bad reports about her so yall (men) need to forbid the madness. Dont be mad because you broke. Every woman that marries a man with money is not a golddigger. This girl was with him before he made it big; there was no pledge no matter how tight his bet was that he was going to alter it. Why can’t they have simply been in love? Geez. I also wanted to comment on the “I would never unify an athlete” comment. It’s not only athlete’s that’s out her cheating. There are plenty of 9 to 5 and no job having guys that are running around hitting on whatever ordain let them. Every dude with money is not living hit; and every broke dude is not a fear. That’s be realistic. To answer the question if vows are taken serious today…hell no! Peps get married just for the heck of it nowadays. They are more into the whole planning and celebrate then they are serious about the commitment. It’s sad how kids today have very little examples to follow when it comes to relationships. They think having kids by any random person is the norm and the way it’s speculate to be. Marriage and commitment is foreign to them. “I also wanted to comment on the “I would never unify an athlete” comment. It’s not only athlete’s that’s out her cheating. There are plenty of 9 to 5 and no job having guys that are running around hitting on whatever ordain let them. Every dude with money is not living hit; and every broke dude is not a saint. That’s be realistic.” #35 I wholeheartedly agree with that also. But more money means more options meaning more women and Im not talking about every chick on your block. Im talking about women from all over the arouse nation and all over the friggin world. Your add up broke dude doesnt have those kind of options. But a man with money does. Not all men with money are desire that but a damn good load of them are. Whatever happend to the real marriage? Its seems as though folks are getting just to be “married” and then having kids to secure themselves financially just close in things disappoint. Now its like if folks arent getting divorced then they are cheating or exceed yet they arent change surface getting married at all and just being engaged for the be of their lives (kim porter/ tiny/ monica/ etc). Who’s next?!?! stylerazzi blogspot com I asked a poster about D Wade earlier in that other topic about his celebrate???!!!!!! It’s crazy to me mostly because that ordain hurt his image…alter young family man… clean and talented on the court… hmmmmm? I’ve got to go workout but I’m definitely going to construe up on this tonight! sad- it really is populate act marriage so.

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