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This must have been the place.
I was invited to a New Years party, a simple piece of cardstock in my mail with an unusual dialect, and given I had not much else to do; and was in town; so I went.
The address took me to a run-down suburb, middle class safety rotting into isolate destitution; shadows between the weeds and the warped timbers looming as the sun set, weak flickering lights in the windows showing life; but barely; and gasping; choking.
I saw the wreck of a truck on one person's lawn with a half-cracked neon sign in the back. The eye on it was still flickering.
But, I reached the house. Awfully strange of them to have their Halloween decorations still up at this time of year. I knocked on the door. There was no response. But I could hear music in the background. And the window began to flicker as if there were a strobe light somehow. I checked the doorknob. It was unlocked.
And so, here we went, as I stepped in.
This was not a normal house. It was elegant in the way a McMansion pretends to be, it was warped the same way a nightmare is. Colors at once shadowed and garish, and the people... were they people?
No, they were not. A solid percentage had arms; legs; faces, to be sure. But beyond that, I saw... chaos.
I turned around for the door. It was gone. The light and shadows weighed upon me once more. But, they didn't appear to be attacking me. Violence seemed to be happening to others; to be sure; but none appeared to attack, even as they briefly noticed me and went back to their business.
So, if this were a party, I would simply walk through it to its conclusion, and if I were to die... well I was unlikely to amount to much anyway.
Other creatures flittered in and out of that place, but the crowd that appeared to be staying that first room; with the sickly carrot-orange carpet that was ever so slightly moist and the warped marble columns; was a simple one.
A man moon-faced in both literal and figurative senses appeared at the center; surrounded by what seemed like air filtration machines, for reasons I would rather not think about. There was a humanoid in a biker's outfit; driving what looked like a segway made of old polygons into a wall; repeatedly. The digital readout on her helmet (?) read [X X] and she held a bottle of malt liquor in her hand.
Neither of them noticed me, though I doubted they would want them to, though the eyeless; toothless slimy sleep-paralysis demon crawling in the corners of the room at one point did. I think she winked at me?
Things and nightmares were making small talk, what appeared to be a grotesquely mummified ray with glass eyes was using the kareoke machine for a terrible performance of multiple Beatles songs, and there was a horrid robotic baby watching television, which seemed to consist of footage of Dick Clark from many years; all ending with Mr Clark dying gruesomely, and then a cheap ghoul puppet popping up to say what I think(?) was basically like fascist shit but spooky and cryptkeeper-y.
Of course, the TV didn't hold much interest to me. If I wanted to see stuff like that (Which I didn't) I could have stayed in and watched Youtube. Or Boo-tube, as the host would have almost definitely called it.
Ha. I made a joke.
There was food on the table, with grotesqueries gluttonously devouring what seemed like still-living meats and unnatural flavors; along with the more civilized (?) taking a variety of packaged foods, which seemed to resemble ours, but were... off.
There was no way I would consider eating anything served to me in this place. Though I did take some of the things that were still in packages, which turned out to be one of the the few wise decisions I'd ever made in my life, but that is for another story.
There was a guy on one of the many couches that littered the room; both overly ornate and utilitarian in that ugly 70s sort of way. It was a human-like thing in a bathrobe, grotesquely corpulent with rotten fat dribbling down his body, his eyes and mouth decayed into necrotic holes. He looked friendly enough though, he perked up when he saw me, seemed to want to talk to me. I politely declined because of the ungodly stench, which he seemed very sad about.
But, I heard a crash in another room, which allowed me to egress to the next with a minimum of awkwardness.
The room was a ballroom, a two-leveled one far too large to fit inside a house like the one I had entered. The black and white tile and worm off-white columns clashed with the gaudy glass-jeweled walls of chipping gold paint and bright red curtains.
The sound was the paralysis-demon-woman, who looked like she was standing on the celling, spitting it at a... cat? A human? A hybrid of both. But boy did it look like it was on fire, and boy did I have to dodge a Hummel figurine thrown her way.
I heard a cruel laugh from the mingling crowds at the lower level. It was a man, normal but for a left hand I could not even begin to describe, who bore an odd resemblance to the figure on the couch. He was far more beautiful, for sure, but there was a certain facial resemblance there. But in his eyes; where I saw the necrotic creature's friendliness I saw in his... nothing, save an ambition and hunger.
Which I suppose is why he grabbed me when I walked down.
"Hey there, you're the only human in this dump, the only real one anyway," He looked slighhtly tipsy, though the clear corked bottle in his hand did not appear to be a flask for drinking per-say.
"You wanna know the secret? The real secret none of these other bozos get at this end of the year shindig?" I nodded, recalcitrantly.
"The secret, the real secret, is ambition. Ambition and knowing who's gotta die. Cruelty, they call that last one." He drunkenly bobbed out of the way of a glass poodle being thrown his way, and it whacked me in the nose. His laugh was like a short; cruel bark.
"Of course, you gotta be good at it! Ain't that right Medicini!!!" He let out another cruel laugh as he shook the flask. I could see things swirling in the green liquid inside, things I did not want to look upon for too long.
"Ignore him," a voice said, "He's always only half-right at a quarter-to best."
The speaker was a figure drinking a glass of what appeared to be a melted clock from a martini glass. I could not quite tell what gender they were, but they looked quite lovely. Aside from the clocks in her eyes, and the body building and un-building itself as it moved, and the ticking sounds they made as they moved, opening up their skull to take out a pocketwatch, and look at it.
I saw what appeared to be a void of sand; gears and numbers inside before the watch reeled back in and they said "You may want to keep your watch on the time, because a watched clock always unwinds. You'll need to be unwound for when the clock is dined and re-wined, especially for what I see with you."
Then, she left, and as I avoided what I think was an anime statuette sailed through the air and chipped the thin shell of lacquer over the plaster colimns. Because it was only now I noticed the overabundance of knicknacks on the overabundance of ugly hardwood wardrobes upon the uppermost level.
I picked the first door in front of me and went through.
Turned out, that door was a bathroom. I'm pretty sure it was a bathroom. Albeit, one that looked like an green art-deco Atlantis nightmare. There was a guy in there, mumbling something racist in between saying "All Roads Lead To Rome". It felt like it was raining for some reason.
I stepped out, and found myself in that first room. Huh, I guess that explains why the carpet was wet.
Most of the guests had left aside from the stragglers. The woman who was previously on the segway was doing doughnuts on the carpet with what looked like a motorcycle made of the same material as the segway, while the guests were chanting, at least I think they were.
There was another entity there, a horrid wooden puppet woman, woozily directing an army of wooden mannequins acting as bullfighters against the woman on the motorcycle.
Boy was the floor looking much bigger than it previously had. The televison was also currently smashed, and the baby appeared to be building a miniaturized tower of Babel out of its own body and the shattered electronics. And, best of luck to them.
Thusly, I walked out, into another door.
Funny thing about the doors there, all of them were gaudy but none of them matched. This time, I walked out into what looked like a wet bar, where bottles were flying, and not just because the fight between the cat and the hollow-headed night-terror had gone in there.
The toasts were wild and raucous, held in hands, pincers and tendrils, the room was both literally and figuratively buzzing, and tongues both literally and figuratively unspeakable were so thick that any possibility of comprehending them was moot. Except for the strange middle-aged woman with her hand around my neck.
"Hey now, hell now stranger, it's a good night, great night, it's a bad night to be out, why don't you come with me, I got ad eal for you." The woman currently accosting me looked like a carnie barker Tom Waits and smelled like burning sugar as she was currently tugging me.
"My card, your card," she said as she handed me a card, which I pocketed for later, "I do business services, deals, gambles, gambols, for the broken, the beaten and the darned, and it sure looks to me like you could use something better to come a long, come a long follow me!"
She was pulling more forcefully, and I could see her joints come apart. I think it was bubblegum? I tried to yank her off, but the gum seemed to yank back. Albeit, the way one would yank at a customer; rather than prey.A small reassurance to be sure.
Smaller still, then, when another hand began to tug at me. I turned around. It looked like a used car salesman grotesquely flattened by a steam press. Who began to flap his disgusting lips and talk.
"Hey there, don't listen to her listen to your heart, you know even as a better new deal is now yours if you say for no money down too!" he said as he also pulled. He felt less like horrible meat taffy and more like a vice grip made of pressed ham.
"Don't listen, don't hear his lies and falsehoods to dis-em-power my friend, you gotta onece in a lifetime deal with me and not a chance not a lifetime not even once with his filth and tomfoolerous chicanery!"
Before I could respond by wondering if "tomfoolerous' was even a real word, the Flat Man responded "No oh hey now you're here you're family and if you call in now this is a limited time bargain basement location where someone has a better price drop or we'll say sold!"
This tug of war went on for several minutes, with similar levels of comprehensibility, to the point where I noticed a moving chalk drawing on the wall. Right before it burst open onto a lush patio of tacky fountains where a monstrous robot (?) like an airplane with meat burst through grappling with a car with a novelty car in the shape of a triceratops that appeared to be driving on its own.
The rowdy patrons moved over to the apeture in the wall to hoot and holler at the spectacle; that flat dealer included. The chalk drawing appeared to have moved over and began taking money from the spectators.
The other taffy-satan-woman previously accosting me was currently occupied running up to the car and saying "No no no, don't you dare, don't you dream about ruining this for some extra, extreme extra- ordinary bullshit with your ex! You stupid jalopy colossus get back here, dice-dammit, get back here!"
I, wisely, made my egress through another door. Which appeared to go onto the same patio. Albeit, with a different crowd of rowdy guests. At one point a hooded humanoid in a gas mask tried to jump out and itnervene in the fight (Or maybe it was a tryst? Or both) and for its trouble got smacked back by... God I hope that was just a weird metal bit.
I saw a giant inflatable horse with a clock in its eye there, for some reason. The person with the clocks in their eyes was standing atop and looking right at me. They were too far to see, but I knew they were mouthing the words "Two..."
I left through another door, trying not to think about it.
The room I entered looked like a mixture between a courtroom and an auditorium, with the puppet from, the television in the central seat in over a firey griddle.
I was confused until I looked at the sign. Oh. Hah. It was a roast . The Roast With The Most. And the puppet was very animated.
At the front seat in what appeared to be the witness' chair (?) there was a sheep. Man. A cartoom sheep man. With seven eyes and a slit throat. A baffling sight in this place. As was the fact he sounded like a children's show host when he was verbally (And at one point semi-literally with a cold poker) skewering the puppet.
"Oh, but certainly, you're famous now! You got on Youtube, and not in one of those "3 Hours snuff films to own the libs" way you always did! Because life is for the losers, except for when they are not you!"
I tried to creep past them, though it was hard to blend in when the walls were covered in black velvet painted with gaudy neon flames.
"But, you didn't let your celebrity stop you from building sub-par small businesses! Because when it comes to preying on the sub-par, you never fail to match them! Speaking of which, how's Killtown coming?"
With that, the crowd of monsters roared in laughter. I could hear the puppet laugh with them, an insincere, screeching laugh. The puppet was a crude affair, a leering ghoulish "mask" in a red cloak with yellow gloves. But something told me that he would kill everyone in this room if he could. Best to slip out before that happened.
The black door, the one simple one in this entire house, lead out to another green. Well, unless you count the rainbow of blood from the faceless humanoids on the metal spikes jutting out from it. That was not very green at all. Nor was the white light in the sky everyone was staring at.
But, that man with the strange hand was there, opening up what appeared to be the largest of the homunculi (?) on the spikes, and drew out something glowing. Pulsing.
"Finally, the last triumph, the final trump! Within the lion's den I have found the alkahest of my ambitions!"
He began to glow with impossible might, raising up into the air as the winds swirled around him until somebody tackled him off the top of the flesh-man. It was the rotten humanoid who looked a lot like him. Huh, must've had a grudge.
They appeared to be punching and punching and punching each other like Keith David and Roddy Piper in They Live. So I walked off to leave them be. I did notice, however, the other creatures still looking up at the sky as they walked over to the spectacle, never looking down as the money changed hands as they placed bets.
I noticed this so much that I did not notice the time person until I had walked into them. They picked me up and looked into my eyes, like they would have a watch.
"It's almost time now." they said, and handed me a bottle. Not drinking from it until later proved to be one of the other few good decisions I had made in my life. Not that I noticed that now.
I could see the white light dropping, as more and more creatures flooded out of the... house? Was it a house at this point? Looking at it from here, it was impossible to tell where it ended and the sky began.
The creatures were all holding drinks. Even the ones without hands. And as I looked into the sky, as the light dropped, I saw a face. It was like looking into the face of madness. It was like looking into the face of the divine. It was the most hideous thing I had ever seen. It was the most beautiful hope I had ever realized. It was the destruction of all that was here. It was the beginning of something else.
All the creatures held up their glasses, as it blazed brighter and brighter, and said "The world is dying, the new world is to be reborn! Now is the time for gods! Now is the time for monsters! Now is the time for us!"
And there was a toast and a cheer, and the light blazed down to the earth as the spears of metal reached their claws towards the light and...
...And like that, everything was gone. I was alone. But, you won't believe what happened next...
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Nepal Telecom, the Government owned telecom company has inked a deal with two Chinese companies for the large scale 4G deployment in the country. On Sunday, February 3, 2019, Ntc makes a contract with CCSI, Hong Kong for RAN Network and ZTE for Core Network. Now with Ntc 4G LTE contract, they will provide 4G service in all parts of the country, within a year.
As per Ntc, both the contracts are done as per the directives from Parliament's Finance committee, MoCIT and in subjective to the Public Procurement Act. Ntc MD Mr. Dilli Ram Adhikari, representatives from CCSI and ZTE signed the contracts separately.
The whopping multi-million dollar project for 65 lakh 4G users has a core network and two Radio network. They will put the core locations in Butwal and Kathmandu. With the RAN network 1 and 2, they will expand 4G in all seven provinces. As known, they will complete the whole project within a year period.
Although there has already been a big delay, Ntc 4G LTE contract now paves the way for the start of the work soon.
Ntc has first launched the 4G network in the country on Poush 17, 2073 from Kathmandu and Pokhara. They have not expanded the 4G coverage apart from these two areas for the last two years due to many reasons. But with this upcoming 4G project, Ntc 4G will reach to every nook and corner of the country.
Ntc has floated three tenders for those projects more than a year ago. They plan to deploy the 4G network as per their customer demand. But there has been a big hurdle from many sides for this project. For nine months, it was under the scrutiny of CIAA (Akhtiyar), the antigraft body to examine possible corruption. Then parliamentary committees had asked about the huge investment if it can be done at a lesser cost. The finance committee has already directed Ntc with three options. It seems they had selected one out of it.
If everything goes as per Ntc plan, most Nepalese can get access to 4G. It will bring a big revolution for developing country like Nepal to make use of the connectivity for developement and better life of People.
Before, MoCIT had also sent a letter to Ntc to make provision to complete the 4G project within a year, and launch 5G in 4 cities. Read more here.
Following the directions, Ntc speeds up their works in finalizing the contract. So, with the NTC 4G LTE contract and their plan, Ntc will provide 4G service to all parts of the country, within a year.
Ntc 4G will act as an overlay to the existing 2G, 3G and people can select the services as per their choice. They will also provide advanced services like VoLTE and ViLTE with their upcoming 4G service.


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Metal Sucks SOILWORK: SWEET LIVE BAND? MORE DREAM THEATER / MIKE PORTNOY PUBLIC DRAMA!
SOILWORK: SWEET LIVE BAND?
February 25th, 2011 at 12:30pm
Vince Neilstein
A member of a famous metal band who probably wishes to remain anonymous has said to me on more than one occasion that he believes Soilwork are a good live band, but not a great live band, and that they were only ever great [in the U.S.] one time: Ozzfest 2005. I was really surprised to hear him put it in these terms, because I'd had the exact same thoughts with regards to Ozzfest 2005… they were so, so, so tight. Not sure if it was the lineup at the time, the sound engineer, having practiced a lot beforehand, being psyched about the tour, playing outdoors or what… but they just sounded absolutely phenomenal, at least on the date I saw them in New Jersey. Since then, seeing Soilwork live has always been slightly anti-climactic mainly because the guitars seem muddy / lack definition, but it's always fun nonetheless because I'm a total fanboy of their albums.
Anyway, all that doesn't have much to do with anything other than that I thought of it because the new video for Soilwork's "Let This River Flow" is a live clip. Honestly, despite how much we hyped it up pre-release, I'd kinda forgotten that Soilwork put out a new record last year, and that said record –– The Panic Broadcast — was pretty darn good. This was not one of my favorite songs from that record, though; no, I have nothing against Soilwork ballads ("Song of the Damned" anyone???), I just don't happen to really like this song. Anyway, here it go:
-VN
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The University of Texas Health Science Center Briscoe Library participated in the 2012 Texas Emergency Management Conference in downtown San Antonio on April 2nd through the 4th. Sponsored by the Texas Division of Emergency Management, the conference brings together representatives of law enforcement, border and port security, transportation and cyber security, firefighters, emergency medical personnel, Texas Military Forces, voluntary organizations and private sector partners. Patrick Lemelle, Outreach Library Assistant, and Peg Seger, Head of Outreach Services, provided information and demonstrations on disaster information resources available from the National Library of Medicine (NLM).
One of the featured NLM programs demonstrated by the Briscoe Library representatives was the WISER program. WISER is an information system designed and maintained by the National Library of Medicine for first responders and all emergency personnel who need critical information at their fingertips.
The conference became all too real this year when up to a dozen tornadoes hit the Dallas-Fort Worth area and emergency management operations were mobilized on the convention floor.


MartinLogan, a rare, low profile, specialist audio equipment company, has created this fantastic pair of headphones called the Mikros 90 Reference. This pair of creative, uniquely designed headphones are on-ear style, while the Mikros 70 Reference, is In-Ear. The details that have gone into the construction of these headphones are second to none, you really have to try them out to understand how cool they really are. These headphones are only available in black. The price on these headphones is also quite competitive, they were initially listed at around the $300 mark, but I happened to find them on an extreme discount at out trusty Amazon.com online store, at 68% off. The Mikros 90 Reference also comes with a great carrying case for travelling. Lets take a look below at some of the details and specs of these headphones, which make them quite special.
On first look at these headphones, you will probably be quite intrigued by the full leather wrapping. Almost the entire pair of headphones are covered in a very soft high quality leather, even the back of the ear-cups! To complete the super stylish look is high polished aluminum pieces, on key areas like the ear-cup pivoting joints, and the outline of the ear-pieces. These Mikros 90 headphones are built to last.
The ear-pads are extremely soft and cushiony, they are also fully replaceable, which is great incase of damage or wear and tear. The headband is really nice and simple, it is also very thick and well padded. I personally really like the feel the headband provides, as the tightness is just right for me. Since these headphones are mainly built with aluminum, they are also very light weight, and a real pleasure to wear.
The Mikros 90 headphones also include a few Apple compatible features. Volume control, microphone with voice control, and track control are included, and some features such as the remote and microphone will also work with most smart devices. The cable on these headphones is removable, the plug is your standard 3.5mm size and is also gold plated for excellent connectivity. The extension on the headband is also quite unique, as it is a high polished hollow aluminum tube that is exposed, which has to be a one of a kind in headphone innovations.
MartinLogan is known for something called "electrostatic speakers", which they have also implemented in this Mikros 90 model. These electrostatic speakers provide sonic clarity, making these headphones one of the best for very detailed music listening. These are professional headphones so they are quite different compared to a pair of Monster headphones, or Beats. In terms of audio quality, the Mikros 90 caters more towards those who enjoy detailed music, and like to listen to the highs and mids of a song, rather then commercially tuned music that is usually very bass heavy.
The Mikros 90 also has excellent noise-cancellation, allowing for a great listening experience even in noisy public places. If this sounds like your style of cans, you can't really go wrong at the current price. Click on the product link below for more personal reviews and best price.


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The Tourist Information Centre offers a wide range of free brochures about theatres, hotels, restaurants, museums and other tourist attractions in the Tricity. If you have no idea how to spend your time in the city, just ask the tourist information staff - they will offer you tailored activities, e.g. Tricity Beer Tour, Jumpcity and Centrum Hewelianum for families with children, or the organ concert in Oliwa Cathedral or in the Baltic Philharmonic. We want you to always remember the time you spent in Gdansk in a nice way!


A few months ago I bought from ebay an old amazing Olympus Trip 35. It was in excellent condition with new brown leather skin,cleaned and new seals for 55 euros.I surely know that it was money well spend.
This camera is a fully-automatic viewfinder camera made from 1968 to 1983 during which time over ten million units were sold. The Trip name was a reference to its intended market – people who wanted a compact, functional camera for holidays. During the 1970s it was the subject of an advertising campaign that featured popular British photographer David Bailey.
It has over the years achieved a cult status with many loyal followers. This is a cult camera because it's awesome: Small, well built and simple, with a great Zuiko lens and No Battery is needed.
Here are some sample shots from this little beauty.
If you want a small in size camera,easy to use ,capable or razor sharp pictures for a small fee you should consider buying an Olympus Trip 35.Its fun to shoot, easy to carry around and will never let you down. Ohh and you will never need a battery.Note: Always keep on the lens cap when you dont use or store your camera or the selenium cells on it will deplete and the metering wont be accurate.
Here is a link to the camera's owner manual.
For a great detailed review visit Ken Rokwell.
The original advertisement on TV with David Bailey.
And a video walkthrough by DarkroomInUse.


What is a Phlebotomy Program?
Phlebotomy is a term that means to open or puncture a blood vessel for the purpose of drawing blood. Blood tests are essential tools in modern medicine. The person trained to take blood is known as a phlebotomist. A phlebotomy program trains students in protocols to draw blood from different individuals using proper safety and hygiene techniques. The program also teaches the student how to document samples and how to prepare them for transport. These programs are usually offered at a community college or through a major health organization.
To qualify for a phlebotomy program, the student usually needs a high school diploma or a GED. The student often needs up to date vaccinations. They will also need written references from non-family members. A phlebotomy program generally runs for one month to three months. During that time the student will learn about the practice of taking blood using different methods. They will learn about the human circulatory system and venipuncture procedures. They learn how to use various pieces of equipment for blood extraction. They also learn proper procedures for handling samples and maintaining sample integrity. Proper procedures for disposing of needles and other puncture supplies is part of the curriculum.
Jobs are actually quite plentiful in the field of phlebotomy. Many students use this as a stepping stone into other medical roles, so there is a constant revolving need for trained phlebotomists. Students can find work in private doctors' offices, medical laboratories, hospitals, diagnostic labs, and other medical facilities. Without further training, there is no real path of advancement for a phlebotomist.
Salaries for a phlebotomist varies according to experience, location, and employer. In 2010, the hourly wages for a phlebotomy technician ranged from $13.00 in a doctor's office up to $20.16 in a high end lab. The median was around $14.16 per hour. Those just coming out of a phlebotomy program may find the pay even less.
Training in just phlebotomy is becoming harder to find. Most college programs are integrating this training into that of a medical assistant. There is a growing demand for higher standards in education among allied health professionals. Despite this, there is a steady need for this specialization in all parts of the country. As stated before, many use the role of a phlebotomist as a way to earn money while working on another medical related program. It offers a great introduction to the medical field.


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What Professional Poker Players Bring To The Hedge Fund.
DeepStack, a software program developed at the University of Alberta's Computer Poker Research Group, took on 33 professional poker players in more than 44,000 hands of Texas hold 'em.
The 12 Greatest Poker TV Shows and How to Watch Online.. Featured in a private room at the Golden Nugget in Downtown Las Vegas, the show films some of the top professional poker players (and some wealthy amateurs) playing for real cash. Each player buys in with his or her own money, with virtually no maximum limit. Probably for dramatic television effect, players can even bring stacks of.
Top 10 Singapore Poker Sites: For Singapore Poker Players.
These becoming-famous poker players are turning Texas Hold'em into a spectator sport. Thanks to the World Series of Poker (WSOP), the Internet, and ESPN coverage, there are many professional poker players who are no longer obscurities--they are heroes (and, yes, heroines).The Theory of Poker is an expansion and total revision of the book Sklansky on Poker Theory,. 1978. That book was directed primarily to professional poker players. This book is directed to poker players in general, who know the basics, who may even be good players, but who want to delve deeper into the inner workings of the game. It is not an easy book, but a careful reading of it should.In 2015, Sandholm's early version of a poker-playing AI, called Claudico, took on four professional players in heads-up Texas Hold 'em—where there are only two players in the hand—at a Brains.
A great deal of individuals have successfully entered the financial industry after enjoying lucrative careers as professional players, but why, after all, would companies be interested in hiring poker players? Experts believe game theory explains the strong linkage between financial markets and the gaming world. Legendary quantitative thinker and blackjack whiz Ed Thorp reckons that "Poker.Professional poker players often describe their vocation as "a hard way to make an easy living". One of the most difficult aspects of the game that a professional poker player must deal with is the inconsistency in income. Despite employing a strong skill set and the benefits of years of experience, many poker players still come home with less money in their pocket than when they arrived.
Artificial Intelligence" Texas Hold'em Poker tournament, and a machine named Libratus is trouncing a quartet of professional human players. Should the machine maintain its substantial lead.
PROFESSIONAL POKER PLAYERS. Alan Goehring: There are two basic types of big-money tournament players in the poker world: those who play for the money, and those who play for fun. You can safely file Alan Goehring away in the latter category. Amarillo Slim: With today's growing acceptance of poker as a legitimate game of skill, it can be hard for some younger players to imagine that things were.
An online survey comprising 256 poker players (50.8 % professional players and 49.2 % recreational players) examined various aspects of their poker playing behavior. The goals of the study were to investigate: (i) the playing motivations of recreational and professional Texas Hold'em poker players, (ii) the psychological characteristics of online poker players in relation to narcissism.
It is an improvement on their previous poker-playing AI, called Libratus, which in 2017 outplayed professionals at Heads-Up Texas Hold 'Em, a variant of the game that pits two players head to head.
The Poker Hall of Fame is the hall of fame of professional poker in the United States.Founded in Las Vegas, it was created in 1979 by Benny Binion, the owner of the Horseshoe Casino, to preserve the names and legacies of the world's greatest poker players and to serve as a tourist attraction to his casino. Binion was known for the creative ways in which he marketed his casino.
The Texas Hold Em Poker Club is a great resource for everything about the game of Hold Em poker. The Club is made up of professional poker players who have been playing online hold em poker for years and are ready to jump start your online poker playing career.
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An unknown player who qualified from an online satellite was able to beat professional players and win the World Series of Poker Main Event in 2003. While he had to face Sammy Farha, who was considered a huge favorite over an amateur player in a heads-up battle, Chris Moneymaker stood tall and against all poker odds took it down. Image from SHR. The poker dream was born that day. Chris.
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Green's Languages.
Another interesting passage from Alien Tongues (see this post), this time on Julien Green:
The choice of a language in which to write obviously depends much less on the constraints of the external context than does the choice of a language for any given utilitarian speech utterance. […] Or consider Julien Green, who wrote novels drawn from his American experience in French, whereas he wrote a book about his French childhood in English. It is true that he had begun what was to become Memories of Happy Days in French and then switched to English after about twenty pages because, living in America during World War II, he despaired of finding a French publisher and felt it would be more "natural" to write in English in an American context, even though the subject was French. But what is curious about Green's experience with Memories is that when he compared the beginnings written in French and in English, he saw that they were significantly different, not because the subject was different or because his intended audience was not the same, but because the languages were different:
So I laid aside what I had written and decided to begin the book again, this time in English, my intention being to use practically the same words, or, if you wish, to translate my own sentences into English.
At this point something quite unexpected happened. With a very definite idea as to what I wanted to say, I began my book, wrote about a page and a half and, on rereading what I had written, realized that I was writing another book, a book so different in tone from the French that a whole aspect of the subject must of necessity be altered. It was as if, writing in English, I had become another person. I went on. New trains of thought were started in my mind, new associations of ideas were formed. There was so little resemblance between what I wrote in English and what I had already written in French that it might almost be doubted that the same person was the author of these two pieces of work. This puzzled me considerably and still does.
Clearly, it is not so much that Green's personality changes when he changes languages as that the language he has chosen changes the persona embodied in the work: "In reading the proofs of my book, I was struck by all that I had left unsaid and that I should most certainly have said in that book, had I written it in French. For instance, all that had to do with the development of religious feeling. I was even tempted to suppress the little I had said on that subject in the second half of the book. Why? I cannot say. Probably because I had written the book in English. It was as if the language itself had opposed certain disclosures in a book of that type (MFBIE, 232).
(I find, by the way, that I don't make as clear a mental distinction as I should between Julien Green and Henry Green, probably because I still haven't read anything by either. Recommendations will be welcome.)
Bloix says:
I'm afraid I've never heard of Julien Green, so I'm no help there.
I learned of Henry Green through David Lodge's informative little book of essays, The Art of Fiction. This Green is best known for three novels which, though unrelated, were published together by Penguin: Living, Loving, and Party Going. IMHO Living is the best of the three, although perhaps I feel that way because it's the one with the most plot. Party Going is a satire about class privilege, intended to be savage but now dated, and the truth is that I have no recollection of Loving at all.
But Living is genuinely a powerful novel, written in a style that is intentionally distancing and difficult to follow – there are almost no articles, definite or indefinite, and there are other grammatical innovations, intended to invoke Northern working class speech without condescending to eye dialect. So the narrative voice has a consciousness that resembles that of the characters and not (as say, in Dickens when he writes about working class people) that of the intended reader. After a few pages you'll find that it works superbly well.
I thought of Julien Green right away when reading your earlier post, and I expected you to mention him. Nice to see a reference to him again! I seem to recollect that you did mention him much earlier, but I am probably wrong!
I have his bilingual book, Le langage et son double, which presents his original texts and translations on facing pages (including a fair amount of autobiographical information about his childhood and the role of the two languages in it). Usually the English text sounds to me simpler than the French one (regardless of which one is the original). Otherwise I have only read his novel Adrienne Mesurat – think Eugénie Grandet a century later – but he was a very prolific writer in both languages and in several genres, with what seems to me an original perspective (but I am not very well versed in modern literature in either language). I liked him and would read more of his work if I ran into it.
I too find it very difficult to just translate a text I have written in one language, into the other. Even though I don't write anything "literary", I need to rewrite or the new text does not feel right. I currently have a project (not in linguistics) for which I am undecided about whether I would prefer a French or English readership. I have written notes and even paragraphs in each language, but have not come to a conclusion.
Julien Green here on Language Hat.
A general impression I got is that any French book uses far more vocabulary than books on same subject in English or even Russian.
The perception in the international auxiliary language community is that the French insist on having a separate word for everything and avoiding compounds at all costs.
When I started to learn English, I did not find it difficult but what I found most strange was that English often needed two words where French needed only one, like sit down, stand up, come in, go out and the like. What was wrong with just sit or stand ? (Of course, the French equivalents can also be complex but not in the same way). Once I got the hang of this English structure it turned out to be very versatile and often simpler than the French versions, but it was disorienting at first.
TR says:
I'll second Bloix's recommendation of Living. I've read the same Penguin triptych, and I think I liked Loving even better, actually — it's set in an Irish country house during World War Two and the various relationships between servants and masters are really superbly observed and characterized. Henry Green is a very distinctive writer, not very like any other I can think of; it's worth reading one or two of his works just to see if it's the sort of thing you like.
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Is this a milieu where I must
How grahamgreeneish! How infra dig!
Snatch from the bottle in my bag
An analeptic swig?
(Every time you get your literary Green(e)s in a muddle you should take a WH Auden Memorial Swig, as analeptically as you know how.)
Many years ago I had an English flatmate fluent in French. He was uptight and unpleasant speaking English, but relaxed, friendly and good company speaking French, so for the duration I decided we should only speak French, and we did.
Aha, marie-lucie had some things to say about him here, and an interesting follow-up comment here.
La Horde Listener says:
Anybody else think of Dorian Green? >;-D
OF COURSE I'll tell you all about it! The insufferable, sartorially challenged young man Ignatius Reilly and his mother encountered in "A Confederacy of Dunces". The character's name is a wince-worthy play on Dorian Gray. Yoo vill remembare. Hey, I thought bringing it up would work around Halloween time. Back to your pumpkin spice Lattes.
"Clearly, it is not so much that Green's personality changes when he changes languages as that the language he has chosen changes the persona embodied in the work"
I don't find this clear at all. A language is a nurturing environment, and nurture affects personality. And a lot of recent research suggests that we don't have a single, stable personality, but that our personality is plastic, changing in response to different environments it needs to adapt to.
Because of his origin and his education, Green had different emotional experiences and responses in his two languages, that affected what and how he wrote.
ə de vivre says:
what I found most strange was that English often needed two words where French needed only one, like sit down, stand up, come in, go out and the like. What was wrong with just sit or stand ?
Ha! I had the exact same experience going the other way. What do you mean I can't say, "I ran down the stairs across the hall and into the garage"? A lot of light-bulbs went on when I later read Leonard Talmy's article on event conflation in a linguistics class.
Of course Beckett and Nabokov, both extensively discussed here at the Hat.
In Sayers's Whose Body?, we are not told what Wimsey says to a worried mother, merely this: "Lord Peter, escaping from the thraldom of British good form, expressed himself in that language in which sympathy is not condemned to mutism" (namely French).
a lot of recent research suggests that we don't have a single, stable personality, but that our personality is plastic, changing in response to different environments it needs to adapt to
…for different values of "we" and "needs". At one extreme, I've known someone who occasionally woke up and had a whole new personality – all memories suddenly felt like they had happened to someone else, and decisions taken earlier became incomprehensible. At the other, there's me. As I've often said, I don't metamorphose, I'm a direct-developer. Even such things as puberty or university don't seem to have had any effect in my case. Maybe I don't express different personality traits in different situations because I'm not extroverted enough to express almost any in the first place.
I've also observed that people's drunk personalities are exaggerations of one personality trait they already had when sober – with one exception I've known, whose drunk personality seemed derived from a trait they completely lacked when sober.
However, the situation isn't uncommon that what's commonly said in one language is confined to a register or even wholly absent from another. Can you imagine English without "I love you"? That's what my German dialect is like. It's not even like French, where a single word covers "like" and "love"; we have "like", but "love" is absent.
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Canadian Tire Stores for Firearms which CT store in Ontario do you like best for gun shopping?
Thread: Canadian Tire Stores for Firearms which CT store in Ontario do you like best for gun shopping?
I wouldn't buy a gun at CTC regardless of assortment. I rather support a regional gunshop like Epps or Gagnon's.
I get what you are saying, I like to support the local shop, The Old Coop in North Gower, but at the same time the Canadian Tire stores are independently owned, the Kemptville store put in a hunting/fishing shop due to the interest in the area and they are one of the best around, they will order in special order and some, not all, have a clue as to what they are talking about. It is not as good as the tiny shops but our local one at least is still a heck of a lot better than Cabelas for keeping the money here and supporting the community.
"If guns cause crime, all of mine are defective."
You need a fairly large market to support a stand alone gun shop. Many have gone out of business. Canadian Tire has the advantage of making their profit in many other markets, but most wont special order or bring in products which they dont normally stock, nor deal in used firearms.
The selection of firearms and ammunition at the Canadian Tire in Belleville is pretty amazing. Their whole sporting goods section is one of the biggest I have seen at CTC.
I was in the Smiths Falls CT this morning and it's really come along...they have over a dozen new security cabinets able to hold 20 or 25 guns each. AND they didn't even have all the guns out...the MLs are considered 'seasonal' and they don't have room for them out front right so there are stored in the back.
Huge sale on their guns right now if you're shopping for one.
I regards to 'hunting' stuff I would say they have more in Smith Falls than they have in the 'Hunt and Fishing Store' set up in the Kemptville store.
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Q: Integrate segment.io in App I am trying to integrate segment.io in my app so that I can send by analytics data to Google Analytics through segment. I have read the official documentation to integrate segment but didn't understand much and also there are also very less documentation or sample example available on internet.
If anyone can guide me how to integrate segment in my app, then it will be very helpful for me.

A: Just excavating this as I recently did something similar.
Segment now provides a very detailed documentation on how to integrate your android app using segment's android library. Please check out:
https://segment.com/docs/sources/mobile/android/
Hope you were able to do it at the time.

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Justin Theroux has broken his social media silence after announcing his shocking split from Jennifer Anistonlast week and he did it in an unusual, albeit adorable way—by posting a bunch of photos with a slew of too-cute pit bull puppies on Sunday.
Sharing a plethora of puppy pics from the Austin Pets Alive shelter, the newly single star, who appears to be in Austin, Texas, wrote on his Instagram, "Another very inspiring visit with the incredible people and pups @austinpetsalive. I cannot understand how they do what they do, day after day, so consistently and lovingly to save so many dogs and cats. I HIGHLY recommend going in and getting your nose bit by a toothless baby pitbull. Thes two aren't yet ready to go, but when they are go get em... Oh! And hey Houston! You have a Pets Alive no kill shelter there too!"
Since the breakup news broke, neither Justin nor Jennifer have made any official public appearances and have laid low, keeping away from the public eye. At the last minute, the 46-year-old Leftovers actor cancelled an appearance on the Late Show on Feb. 20.
On Feb. 15, the couple surprised the world when they announced they were going their separate ways after less than three years of marriage.


Automatic software updates are usually very welcome. You get bug fixes, security enhancements and the latest and greatest features, all without lifting a finger!
But automatic updates have a dark side as well. What happens if an update, which usually involves shutting down the software, takes place at a "bad" time and interrupts the application when it is busy with an important task? Or worse — what if a newly updated version introduces a defect that causes the software to fail in the wee hours of the morning when no one is there to fix it? The potential for problems like these should give anyone operating a 24×7 environment serious pause when weighing the pros and cons of automatic updates!
This is how OneDrive updates itself!
With the task disabled, the auto-update will no longer run and you will be stuck with the version of OneDrive currently installed. Great!
Now please don't forget to update OneDrive occasionally — to get those important bug fixes, security enhancements and exciting new features. But do so in a safe, controlled environment at a time of your choosing, when you can perform the necessary testing and avoid unwelcome surprises.
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app that I ise reccommended to delete the startup task for this, "OneDrive Standalone Update Task v2″ except it also listed "(Invalid)" as part of the name right after "v2″ in parentheses. Not sure if that is the actual full name of the task or if the optimization program added that. Either way I've decided to leave it alone as I am not running an uptime-sensitive or always-necessary-to-be-stable environment.
The OneDrive Standalone Update was putting a big workload on my CPU causing a noisy fan.
I hope that this procedure has fixed the problem.
This does not work for me. I have disabled it multiple times and it re-appears as a new task ready to go. I am thinking of renaming the executable so it can no longer find the file, like adding an $ at the end of the filename.
That sounds like a good idea @LCole. Please let us know if it does the trick!


The meeting was called to order at 2:12 pm by Executive Vice President Sally Holt.
Members present: Bayle Emlein, Jan Fagerholm, Sally Holt, Sid Jordan. Absent: Chuck Horner, Diane George, Elsie Smith, Tom Smith.
Old Business: Jan is still working on the new membership form.
Chuck is working on the brochure.
The EC will be on vacation in August. Necessary business will be conducted electronically.
President's Report--Chuck Horner: No report.
Executive Vice President–-Sally Holt: No report.
Secretary--Bayle Emlein: Nothing special to report.
VP Clubhouse--Sid Jordan: The Clubhouse will be closed all of August. The Clubhouse will be open Saturday, July 23, 2011 and Wednesdays for the rest of July. The Fall schedule will go into effect in September, and the Clubhouse will probably have Saturday hours again when Traffic and Citizenship classes start again in the Fall.
The option of going to an online only newsletter was discussed and rejected because of the adverse effects that dropping a paper newsletter has had on other groups and the convenience of having a print copy for reference and showing to others.
VP Special Projects--Bayle Emlein: No report.
Remember to check the website for the Clubhouse hours and before going to the Clubhouse on a Saturday.
New Business:--Jan and Diane are investigating LiveMeeting as a possible resource for Main Meetings.
Date and Time of Next Meeting: Saturday, September 17, 2011 at 2:00 pm, 28924 Ruus Road, Hayward.
The meeting was adjourned at 3:02 pm.


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RANK detection by Western blot. The analysis was performed using 293 cells transfected with RANK cDNA and RANK mAb at a 2 µg/ml dilution. A single protein band of approximate mol. wt. of 97 kDa was detected.
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