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    Weekly Wrap Up (Nov. 17 - Nov. 23)

    By wildone

    Steve has climbed into his cave and don't wake him up until the end of April.  I think it it is @Slytherin's turn to stay awake this winter   That bear just happens to be the colour of outdoors.  We got dumped on the past week. No road lanes, no sidewalks, no nothing. All buried in snow. It is beautiful if you don't need to go out into it  Also, the temperature dropped into the minus celsius without windchill  Winter is here, I hereby declare. May you all share the wonder of it  
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Cultural Enrichment

It has come to my attention that some of you have never heard of the Bloodhound Gang. This is not acceptable.   Prepare to laugh your ass completely off. You might want to turn it up.       Check them out on YouTube.   Other notable titles are:   Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo   and   Kiss Me Where It Smells Funny
JamesSavik

JamesSavik

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Jordan's Guide To Flatting In New Zealand

1. If it can't be cooked in the microwave, then it's not worth cooking!   2. Assign job roster systems to the flat for each flatmate. "Hey, wasn't Joe supposed to clean the bathroom this week?" "Nah, he died remember? The stink of the unwashed clothes you forgot to wash last week killed him." "Oh, yeah."   3. Wear earplugs at night so that while you're in bed, the [thump] sound of [thump] your flatmate [thump] banging some girl [thump] and the adjacent wall [thump] doesn't interrupt [thump]
The_Jordanator

The_Jordanator

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Updates On Life And Stuff

Well beyond meditating on Eastern/Western philosophical and religious issues for "blue Rose", which is still being written as a re-launch for my Causality Universe, I also got some life updates.   I've pulled the trigger and I am leaving Corporate America, aka Health care/ Insurance accounting. Horray!   I am going to be the accountant of a Non-Profit Education and Disability Services, which I feel like coming back home to a place, I actually care a deep amount about. I have worked in non-pr
W_L

W_L

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Here I Go Again

Seems my life has is more of a rollercoaster ride than anything else. Things had been getting back to normal. I was writing, Dad was back to his routine, JJ seemed happy to be walked and stay around us. Then I went to work Monday and all of it went out the window.   I went to lift a printer off the floor and pulled the muscles in my back setting off all sorts of pain. I hadn't seen stars or pain levels like this since I had originally hurt my back two years ago. Tuesday I was barely moving bu
comicfan

comicfan

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I Say No!

I am embarrassed and ashamed. I hoped that people in my country would never say things like ’Fucking niggers! Let them drown. We should burn them.’ ever again. But they do. Out in the open, not hidden anymore in some back room. And they do more. They burn down refugee homes, they organize torch parades, they post hate speeches on facebook and other the social medias.   We are a democracy. They are allowed to do at least some of this. But I say No! Loud and clear. I neither tolerate nor accept
Aditus

Aditus

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There Are Days...

There are days, and there are days: Today has been a hard one.   I spend ninety percent of my time working, the other ten percent, is for doing those things that make me happy. A few months ago, I met this guy, and you know how you just click with someone at first meet....that sounds corny...but yes, it happens. There are those people you meet and you just get each other right off. He made it easy to bring down the ninety percent to fifty of work and just spending time out in the air, enjoy
lilansui

lilansui

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Self-Editing Tips!

http://thewritelife.com/self-editing-tips/   This is a great post fo​r all authors! I'd also recommend poking about the rest of the site, especially if you have a goal of becoming published. ​
Cia

Cia

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"o Thou, My Lovely Boy..."

O thou, my lovely boy, who in thy pow'r Dost hold time’s fickle glass, his sickle hour,   Who hast by waning grown, and therein show’st Thy lovers withering, as thy sweet self grow’st—   If nature, sovereign mistress over wrack, As thou goest onwards still will pluck thee back,   She keeps thee to this purpose: that her skill May time disgrace, and wretched minute kill.   Yet fear her, O thou minion of her pleasure; She may detain, bu
MrM

MrM

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The Plot To Every Star Trek Episode Ever

The plot to every Star Trek episode ever   (a writer's perspective)   There is always an initial incident and some poor guy in a red-shirt is eaten by an alien.     Then there is a commercial break... for 20 minutes.   The doctor says he's dead Jim and I've never seen anything like it.     Some random character has a flashback (or a bad burrito- that part is never clear) to set up the next scene.   Captain Kirk says WHY... do they hate these shirts!?   The Klingons show up i
JamesSavik

JamesSavik

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A Sad Ending That Might Lead To A New Beginning

It’s heartbreaking getting the call that one of my oldest friends is very sick. I scrambled to try and see him, but sadly, two days later he passed away.   My friend, Mike and I had grown apart over the years. Our lives took different paths, but I never stopped thinking about him. He was a great guy. We talked fewer and fewer over time and now he was gone.   I heard that his parents retired and moved away from the city. When Mike got sick, they wanted him to be closer to them and the funeral
K.C.

K.C.

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Modern Society/modern Debts

There's an intrinsic idea about debt, whether it's traditional debt, held for credit cards, student loans, or mortgages that is easy to determine with formulas and interest rates for value, or intrinsic obligations, beheld by concepts like friendship, family, or love; it is part of all social contracts and human civilization itself. Without debt, we would not have the underlying framework for our daily lives.   In the Bible, which most of us tend to ignore for obvious reasons (cough "Levitucs/
W_L

W_L

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I'm Spending The Night In A Cardboard Box - Plus Giveaway!

Friday 25th September 2015 – 7:30pm till 7:30am.   I am spending a night sleeping in a cardboard box on the streets of Hastings. I am also shamelessly begging anyone who can to sponsor me and help me in this mad idea.   The event is called The Big Sleep, and is run by an organisation called Seaview. To secure my ticket I have to raise a minimum of £25 and this will ensure I get a small dinner and breakfast – supplied by a local charity as they would give to any homeless person. I of course
Caz Pedroso

Caz Pedroso

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Midnight Rendezvous

It's 1984. Summer. Hot as hell.   It's you, me and the Z-car. It's midnight.   I am the one your mother warned you about.
JamesSavik

JamesSavik

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I'm Still Here

Hey everyone. I notice that are a lot of new names floating around the site, so if you are one of those, hello. In case a few people were wondering what had become of me, I decided to update this blog. I am still alive, but life has become interesting, as it tends to do sometimes. Firstly, I was called for jury duty for the entire month of July. THAT was fun. Secondly, as I am the most senior employee in my company after my boss, I was basically running an understaffed clinic with untrai
CassieQ

CassieQ

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Killing Of Cecil

Cecil was an African lion who primarily lived in the Hwange National Park in Matabeleland North, Zimbabwe. On 1 July 2015, he was shot to death by an American dentist and big-game hunter, Walter James Palmer, who had wounded him with an arrow two days earlier. Cecil's death resulted in international outrage and condemnation. (wikipedia)   Killer of Cecil the lion was dentist from Minnesota, claim Zimbabwe officials   Cecil had a rare black fringed mane and has been studied by scientists fro
Aditus

Aditus

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My Unboyfriend

When I first met you I knew you were special. I can still see your dirty blond hair, your warm hazel eyes, and your silly goofy smile. Being around you made me tingle. When I was with you I was exactly where I was supposed to be. You made me feel alive.   I remember our playful banter. I remember the smile you gave me when you saw me. I remember looking off the railing while we were together. The feeling of absolute happiness and joy I felt when you hugged me from behind and we just stayed th
rich_e

rich_e

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Strange Day

It started with a dream. At first the dream was nice. I dreamt I bought an old farmhouse, a southern one sitting on blocks, to restore. I got some pets, at first tiny puppies, that became some kind of pet rodent that really peed - like rivers. Suddenly there were a few youths at the summer porch door asking to borrow any camping gear I had. I told them I didn't remember any, and suddenly the summer porch is filled with angry youths who find 2 sleeping bags I forgot (In real life we had them, but
DynoReads

DynoReads

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Spanish/indian Rice

Okay, it's made with Indian rice and Indian spice (to save time), but it still tastes good. If you want to know how it is made, here is the recipe.   Ingredient: rice (I used Indian rice, but most long grain rice would do) - 2 cups chicken broth - 16 oz. sweet onion - half of a large one, diced button mushrooms - 5 pieces, sliced tandoori masala powder - 1 tablespoon scallion (or green onion) - one piece shrimps - 5 large ones, cubed mini Roma tomatoes - about 10, quartered b
Ashi

Ashi

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The Final Frontier...

The last few weeks I've been working on really cleaning out the house. It started with the girls' rooms and has slowly progressed one area at a time. As a former teacher, I tended to keep everything, sure I could use it for something--some craft, some project, etc--plus, I have a husband who has to keep every computer, monitor, old laptop, keyboard, etc that has ever come into the house. I finally decided that it's time to purge the house of extraneous items. I don't plan to go back to teach
craftingmom

craftingmom

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The Value Of A Moment

I wasn't out of the closet when I was in high school. Most of my teenage years were really confusing for me. I grew up with a lot of normalized homophobia. Any mention of anything gay was wrong and ridiculed and that was just the way it was. It was so ingrained in me that even I thought being gay was wrong. Boys were meant to be with girls and that was that.   Elementary school was such a fun time for me. I got along with almost everyone and was always known as the "smart" kid. School cam
rich_e

rich_e

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Necronomicon

One afternoon, with nothing better to do, I wandered into Books-a-Million or some such pulp peddler and, after glancing at the mainstream, GLBT, and Christian sections (a lot of guides on the mystical or magical power of prayer, how to pray away the pains of modern living, and why it is OK to spank your child), drifted over to the Occult section, by no means the smallest, either. There I evaluated Tarot decks and other means of divination, guides, spellbooks Wiccan and otherwise, and other littl
Drak

Drak

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#throwbackthursday- Clueless On Set, 20 Years Ago

we were blessed with quite possibly one of the best Jane Austen adaptions ever, Clueless. An updated version of her book, Emma, Clueless follows the trials and tribulations of Cher, a pampered 15-year old Beverly Hills student, who can't help but try to play matchmakers to those in her world, often with hilarious results and misunderstandings. Twenty years later, the film has become a teen class and remains a fresh, funny take on the social mores of Jane Austen updated to a then-contemporary set
methodwriter85

methodwriter85

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