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The Sky Singer will be here May 3rd!
My next book is coming out soon! Blushing Books has assigned a date of May 3rd! This is a fun book set in beautiful Australia. Hello to my friends down under! I'm really excited about getting this book to you all, it's a fun one. Here's an excerpt for you to enjoy!
"I believe I'll just hang on to you until we get to my car," answered Ryan doggedly, not putting it past her to take off running. He didn't know Kalgoorlie and it was nighttime, and he had no intention of losing his quarry now that he had captured her. But she could make a fool of him and he had no intention of going there again today! He carried her effortlessly and it wasn't that far to his car.
"I don't want you to carry me," Sydney hissed, her insides suddenly feeling strange and rubbery. His close proximity was making her feel breathless as the male scent of him intoxicated her senses. She would rather stay furious with him than feel this way and she was trying not to panic.
"That's just too bad then isn't it, because I am, whether you like it or not!"
"You're insufferable!"
"And you're incorrigible!"
"Neanderthal!"
"Brat!" He emphasized this last denouncement with a sharp swat to her upturned buttocks.
"Stop that!" demanded Sydney, looking around her.
"Then behave!" he demanded in return. He had reached the car and he bent over slightly to slide her off his shoulder, retaining a firm grip on her arm. Opening the driver's door, he motioned her to get inside, his sharp eyes watching for any escape attempt or the possibility of bodily damage.
"Where are you taking me"" she snapped, feeling braver now that her bottom was out of his target range.
"Like I said before, somewhere we can talk. Now get in." He gently pushed her into the car, holding onto her while he followed. Once inside, he hit the door locks that kept children from trying to get out. He grinned when she slid across the seat and immediately tried the door handle.
"Damn," she muttered in frustration, jabbing at the door lock.
"Get back over here," Ryan said, pulling her back towards the middle. "I don't trust you not to find a way to break the window or something."
"Oh there's something I'd like to break, but it wouldn't be the window." She smiled sweetly at him, the smile not reaching her eyes. Those particular jewels were spitting daggers at him and he shook his head in sardonic amusement.
"So where's someplace private that we can talk?"
Sydney folded her arms and stared straight ahead, refusing to acknowledge the question. He may have kidnapped her, but she'd be darned if she was going to help him.
"I'm going to count to three, and if you haven't answered me by then, I'll just take your pants down and spank you right here," Ryan said conversationally. There were a few people on the streets, some coming in and out of The Gilded lily.
She swung to face him, incensed at his announcement. "You wouldn't dare!"
"One!" He stared back, his gray eyes unflinching beneath her murderous stare.
"You are not spanking me here or anywhere else!" she guaranteed him, certain he was bluffing.
"Two!" He continued to gaze implacably at her, never wavering.
Uncertain suddenly, Sydney began to fidget. He surely wouldn't take her pants down, much less spank her—would he? Not for real. He had put on a cute show at the club for the benefit of his masculine pride but that's all it was, wasn't it?
"You are such a twit if you think I believe that," she replied scornfully, trying to keep up a bravado that she was quickly losing.
"Three!" Ryan stated decisively, reaching for the waistband of her leather pants.
"Don't you dare!" Sydney screeched, slapping ineffectual at the large brown hands that were quickly popping the metal snap, unzipping the zipper and pulling the creamy silk blouse out.
Ryan grabbed the open sides of the pants, his fingers inside the matching cream panties she wore. "Last chance," he stated quietly, looking down into her panicked face.
The Sky Singer is coming soon….
My next book out has been accepted and will be published within the next few months! Hope you all will drop by and pick up a copy on Amazon or blushingbooks! I'll keep you updated as to the release date. I'm really excited to be getting my books back in circulation. And to get my new ones out! I hope you all are enjoying them too!
Raphael's Rescue! A free short story!
February 21, 2017 brandygolden	Leave a comment
By Brandy Golden
Missy held the small white bundle to her cheek, feeling its velvety softness before putting it back down with the rest of its litter mates inside the rabbit hutch. She sighed deeply knowing that Rafael would be one of the first bunnies to go for the Easter rush once St. Patrick's Day was well behind the consumers. He was pure white with a rosy pink nose and big pink eyes. Everyone wanted beautiful white bunny rabbits! They were the perfect Easter bunny for some grubby little brat to cry for and then discard almost as quickly as the chocolate eggs were devoured.
Sometimes she hated Easter! At least since she had met and married her wonderful husband, Brant Wells, three years ago.
Brant was a country veterinarian and Missy helped him in his clinic. But he was also the Easter Bunny man, as the kids around Mapleville, West Virginia called him. He raised rabbits on the side and always strove to have a nice batch of cuddly, soft baby bunnies for Easter for the kids to play with and take home for their very own pets. Personally, she liked the floppy eared ones the best but the traditional eared bunnies had their fair share of fans as well.
Unfortunately, the kids were spoiled and many of them tired quickly of the little bunnies and the work involved in taking care of them, so they would bring them back. Especially if they were damaged by the family dog or cat! Missy was very softhearted and hated seeing the shy little animals maimed or dead because of carelessness.
That had been Leonardo's fate last year.
Leonardo was now a big white bunny with floppy ears and large doe like eyes. But his right leg was crippled after a run in with the Hanson's poodle named Muffy. Eight year old Taylor Hanson had decided that Muffy and Leonardo needed to get acquainted and be friends—and they had.
Or at least they had gotten acquainted!
It was a venture which had ended up with the tendons and muscles torn in Leonardo's hind leg, rendering it almost useless. Now he dragged it around behind him as he moved rather than hopped on it and it angered Missy to see it.
Brant had a different view though, one that did not coincide with Missy's. He was much more pragmatic. The funds he raised from the Easter bunnies benefited the care he gave to abandoned dogs and cats each year trying to place them in homes. He needed those funds in order to keep his adoption program solvent. His father had done the same thing for years and now that he was retired, Brant had taken over his practice and continued the "Easter Bunny man" tradition.
Missy sighed heavily as she walked down the row of rabbit hutches, checking the food and water, and occasionally cuddling one of the soft little bundles. Tomorrow was the big day—the opening day for bunny adoption. She hoped Taylor Hanson didn't get Rafael. She intended to make sure he didn't! His mother had already been in the clinic asking about white rabbits again this year. There weren't that many white ones and Rafael was special to Missy. He was a runt—and so cute and helpless! She shuddered to think of him at the mercy of Muffy the poodle, or the orange marmalade cat the Hanson's owned.
"Are you cold? You're shivering."
Warm hands slid up the sides of Missy's arms and she turned around to see her handsome blond haired husband grinning at her.
"Not cold, just thinking of Rafael in Garfield's jaws," she retorted, pulling away.
Brant chucked her chin up so he could look into her green eyes. "How many times have I told you not to name the rabbits?" He asked, shaking his head in amused exasperation. "You're just setting yourself up for trouble if you let yourself get attached."
His warm gray eyes meandered down her slim figure, pausing in strategic spots to appreciate the views. Her button down blouse was open at the neckline and down to the third button, giving him a glimpse of creamy cleavage between the blue checked flannel shirt edges. The shirt was tucked into figure hugging jeans that showed off her perky butt cheeks to perfection. Silky curls like burnished copper glistened in the morning sunlight, framing her pretty face in wild abandon, just touching the top of perfectly arched brows.
Missy's stubborn chin jutted defiantly. "How can I not get attached when I take care of them from the time they're born?" Her eyes flashed and her finger waggled under his nose.
"You don't have to, that's what Jim is for. He feeds and waters all the animals," Brant pointed out mildly, trying not to remember their morning tryst in the shower. He grabbed the offending finger and drew her to him to drop a kiss on the full pouty lips. After satisfying his need to kiss her he spun her around and landed a meaty swat across her backside.
"Hey—what was that for?"
"For getting yourself all worked up again—and I know you are," he silenced her outburst about to happen by putting his long finger against her lips. "It's probably time for a reminder to behave in the morning. I'll take care of that tonight."
Missy rubbed the twin victims of his attack and glared at him. "There is no need for that, I'll be fine tomorrow!"
Brant changed the subject. "So Rafael is the only one with pink eyes this year?"
"He's the only albino, yes," she replied tersely.
"Mrs. Hanson has already asked for him."
"You didn't promise her did you?" Missy's eyes opened wide in shock and disgust. "Tell me you didn't promise Rafael to that destructive brat of hers?"
Brant's eyes narrowed at her tone. "No, I told her it was first come first served," he said, the warning tone clearly evident in his voice. "But she will be here bright and early in the morning even though the price is two hundred dollars for him. She fully intends to pay it and I think you better make sure you indulge her. She always buys rabbits for all the kids in her son's class at school too, so we can't afford to lose her as a customer. Three or four hundred dollars is a big chunk of money for the adoption program."
Missy slumped with relief. "I'll just have to hope someone else gets here first and buys him then. Maybe he'll have a fighting chance at a decent owner."
"You get too wrapped up in these rabbits," Brant replied sternly. "There had better not be any trouble with the Hanson's tomorrow or you won't sit for a week! Are we clear on that?" He pushed her chin up again to look into her stubborn face.
Missy's bottom lip trembled with temper and despair. She just knew Taylor Hanson would end up with Rafael, she just knew it. She wanted to stamp her foot and scream but she knew Brant wouldn't hesitate to march her straight into the house and into the bedroom and use his belt to welt her backside if she did so. Sometimes it just wasn't fair to be married to a man who spanked!
"Missy!"
The warning was clear in his deep tones and she finally nodded her head and looked away from his dominant visage. She had no one to blame but herself; she had entered the relationship with her eyes wide open. Embraced it even! She loved Brant with all her heart and wanted to be a good wife to him. She even appreciated his discipline most of time because she knew she had a temper and needed it, craved it, whatever you wanted to call it. Just sometimes—like now—she wished she could have it her way!
"Yes, Sir, I understand."
He knew her submissive tone did not match her attitude but he it would attend to that later. "Good! Now I have to get to work." He cupped her cheek in his large palm. "I do love you, darling, but please stop getting attached to these rabbits. Please?"
"I'll try," she replied dully.
Missy watched him walk away and then flopped herself into a lawn chair that sat up against the barn. Twisting one of her bright curls around and around her finger she pondered what to do about Rafael. There was no way Taylor Hansen was getting her bunny, not if she still drew breath. There had to be a way out of this!
She stretched her long jean clad legs out in front of her and went trhrough her options.. She knew the adoption program was important and that it needed the money from the rabbit sales, but surely they could spare one small bunny? The fact that Mrs. Hansen was willing to pay two hundred dollars for an albino bunny was astronomical! No one could compete with that price! Unless—a slow grin spread across her lightly freckled face as an idea took shape in her mind. She had two hundred dollars in her special savings account. She could run into town, take out the cash, and be the first buyer in the morning!
Missy jumped to her feet, excitement prodding her along as she ran into the house and grabbed her purse. Once she got the cash, she would be able to put it in the tin box first thing in the morning, as soon as it was prudent, and before Mrs. Hansen got there. Then she could hide Rafael! It was a brilliant plan! The only question was where to hide the little rabbit? The bunny sales would go on until Easter and she wasn't sure how to keep him hidden from Brant for the next three weeks.
Oh well, she refused to think beyond these immediate actions or to ponder what Brant would have to say when he finally realized the truth of what had happened. He couldn't object that much if he had the cash could he? After all, he just wanted the rabbit sold and her money was as good as Mrs. Hansen's, right? She comforted herself with those thoughts as she made her way to the bank to begin implementing Rafael's rescue!
Brant curled his finger at his lovely young wife and patted his long bare thigh. "Come here, darling, time for your reminder." He admired her shapely curves, especially with nothing on them. He always insisted she be naked for his discipline. He knew it made her feel more helpless, a feeling she thoroughly enjoyed. He in turn loved the feeling of her silky skin against his bare thighs, his erection hugging her side and his hand in the soft tresses of her hair as he began to spank her cheeky backside. He was sure if those delicious buns could talk they would be admitting to many deeds gone unpunished in the past. As it was, they were fair begging to be spanked—and he was happy to do it. It was too bad she wasn't especially happy with him tonight because it meant he had to punish her a bit harder than he really wanted to.
"We don't have to do this," complained Missy as she obediently dragged her feet in his direction. "I said I wouldn't cause any trouble and I meant it, Brant. Don't I always keep my promises?" Her full lips were in a decided pout as she stopped to stare down at him with those mysterious green eyes. He got the distinct feeling they were withholding a secret from him but he couldn't be sure. They were just a little too bright—a little too accommodating—and they didn't match the lovely pout she was so good at.
"Let's just say instinct tells me otherwise," he responded in silken tones. "Come on now, over you go."
Missy rolled her eyes and relented, allowing him to guide her down over the platform of his broad lap. She had to admit the rush of being over Brant's lap was undeniable even if she didn't agree with the reasons. She shivered, goose bumps breaking out on her slender frame as the cool air nipped her bare flesh. Brant's thighs were warm beneath her tummy and she could already feel his hardness against her side reminding her of pleasures to come. It wasn't until the first crack of the paddle across her buttocks that she realized this was a bit more serious than she had anticipated.
"Brant, what are you doing?" She cried, looking back at him reproachfully. "You've got the cracker barrel paddle out, that's for punishment!" She eyed the hateful paddle that was up in the air above his shoulder as he paused to look at her. She hated that paddle! It might be lightweight but it carried a powerful sting and left her yelping in its snapping wake.
"Call it a stern reminder," he drawled just before he snapped it down for the second time, eliciting another squeal from her. "I want you to know exactly what to expect if you disappoint me!"
Twenty five spanks later and Missy's butt was on fire and she was making all sorts of promises! When Brant let her up she danced around rubbing furiously, almost in tears. This was the strongest reminder she had ever had! It did not bode well for the future if he decided he didn't like what she had done. It was enough to make her change her mind—almost.
"Ow, ow, ow," she chanted as she stomped her feet to mitigate the burning sensation. "That hurt, Brant!"
"Poor baby, come here and I'll rub it better." He grinned, thoroughly pleased with himself.
"Not with that damn paddle in your hand!"
He waved the paddle at her. "Uh uh—language, little girl! You'd best watch it! Now get over here!" He set the paddle on the bed and held out his arms.
Grumbling Missy allowed him to enclose her in his embrace as he stood up and took her in his strong arms. His fingers kneaded the hot flesh of her proud buttocks and she sighed against his shoulder. It did feel good, she had to admit.
She had to laugh when he finally gathered her in a tight embrace and fell backwards on the bed with a groan. Picking her hips up he placed her on his throbbing erection and let her slide down the shaft until he was buried within her tight sheath.
Missy took over from there and she enjoyed every minute of her erotic ride until finally collapsing against him as his final helpful thrust put them both over the edge of pleasure. It was awhile before they finally settled down to sleep.
"Remember, behave yourself tomorrow," he warned, slapping her buttocks a few more times before spooning her into his side.
Missy yawned and nodded. She was totally sated and fell into a deep sleep until the dream woke her up. Rafael had turned into a Dom rabbit and was chasing does around with the cracker barrel paddle clenched in his teeth!
"What the hell," she muttered as her eyes opened and she sat up to brush the hair out of her eyes. She looked at her watch—four o'clock in the morning!
"What's wrong? Are you okay?" Brant mumbled as he looked up at her in the moonlight.
"Yeah, it just some weird dream about Rafael chasing females with a paddle in his teeth! How weird is that?" She yawned and snuggled back down on his shoulder.
"Guilty conscious, even Rafael knows you need spanked."
He was rewarded with a punch in the shoulder before they drifted back to sleep.
"What do you mean the albino rabbit is gone?" Mrs. Hansen stared angrily at Missy while Taylor ran up and down the rows of rabbit hutches, looking for the one with the pink eyes.
"Where is he, Mom, where is he?" His voice shrill voice rang out in the early morning air and sent slivers of irritation throughout Missy's slim body. The child was an absolute menace!
"I'm sorry, Mrs. Hansen, but its first come first served. The albino was taken first thing this morning."
"But you just opened fifteen minutes ago, how can that be?" She spluttered in protest, her chubby chin quivering with outrage. "Your husband promised me the albino, how could you sell it?"
Missy tried to placate the antagonistic woman although inside she glowed with satisfaction of having thwarted her and her evil offspring. "I'm sorry if there was a misunderstanding but the albino's are rare and so they are never promised ahead of time. It's always first come first served."
"Is there a problem here?"
Both women looked up to see Brant standing there.
"Your wife here has already sold the albino rabbit you promised me yesterday," huffed Mrs. Hansen. "Really, I should take my business elsewhere if this is the way you treat customers."
Brant's eyebrows snapped together like a precision lock as he frowned at his wife. "Is this true, Missy? You sold the albino already?"
"It's true, Brant," promised Missy sincerely. "The money is right in the cash box, he was really sold."
She sounded sincere but her eyes held a triumphant sparkle that Brant couldn't miss. She had either done something to deliberately keep Tyler from getting the rabbit or else someone had miraculously beaten Mrs. Hansen to the punch. He didn't bother to check the cash box; he knew the money would be there. Missy wouldn't lie about that—and she couldn't hide it either if she did. No, she had really sold it, but to whom? He hadn't noticed any cars but then he'd been busy in surgery with a cat until a few minutes ago.
"Now what am I going to do? Tyler will be so disappointed!"
The offspring in question was busily trying to open one of the rabbit hutches where the bunnies were all huddled in a corner trying to get away from his prying fingers. "There's a white one in here, Mom," he called to her. "Maybe it's the one with the pink eyes!"
Missy managed to grab the hutch before he knocked it over while his mother came puffing after her.
"They don't have any with pink eyes, son," she replied, staring hard at Missy again. "They sold the only one they had."
"'But you promised!" The wail could be heard clear over the meadow and the horses whickered in the corral.
Missy intervened. "Hey, Tyler, I bet we have one you've never seen before!"
He stopped wailing and stared suspiciously at her. "What?"
"It's a spotted bunny! Really cool, no other's like him either," she promised. She took him down to another hutch and pointed at the small bunny in the back. "See there?" He's white with black spots! Isn't that cool?"
The bottom lip quivered with doubt as he studied the rabbit in question. "I don't know—I guess he is kind of different."
"I saw Jerry Kincaid looking at him yesterday; I bet he's going to ask his mother for him."
Missy just happened to know that Tyler Hansen and Jerry Kincaid didn't get along and neither did their mothers. It was amazing how useful bits of community trivia could be.
"I'll take him," crowed Tyler, he brown eyes lighting up with devilment. Even Mrs. Hansen seemed placated at the thought of one upping their neighbor. She nodded in agreement.
Brant smiled approvingly and went back inside the clinic. Now that the emergency was over and the waters settled, he could get back to work. Strange about that early buyer though. It was too bad too, because it completely spoiled his surprise for Missy for Easter. He'd been planning on coming right down and taking Rafael away and telling Missy he had sold the rabbit himself. But the surgery had gone on a little longer than he intended and he had missed the opportunity to beat out Mrs. Hansen—and the earlier buyer! He should have done it yesterday but he'd been so tired after working all day that it had slipped his mind until after he was already in the house. He hadn't wanted to go back out. Oh well…there would be other albinos at some point in the future if Missy really wanted one. He dismissed it from his mind for the time being.
The Easter bunny business was good and the rabbits sold like hotcakes, especially the closer it came to Easter. Missy had managed to keep Rafael hidden for a full week in one of the empty stalls in the barn but she was getting worried about him. He didn't seem to be doing very well and she was afraid it was because he wasn't getting enough sunshine. She made a decision; Rafael had to have vitamin C!
Since Brant had stopped coming out to check on sales and there were still other white rabbits, she decided to start putting Rafael in with the other rabbits once the sales were over for the day. It was a bold move, but knowing how busy Brant's surgery schedule was for awhile she figured he wouldn't notice. He didn't—but Jim did!
It was a few days later when they were getting ready for bed that Brant made his casual observation. "According to Jim, someone must have returned the albino bunny today. It's funny that you haven't mentioned it, I would have thought you would be ecstatic."
Missy's hand froze in midair where she was brushing her hair with the hairbrush. She laid the brush on the bathroom sink and stepped into the bedroom, her heart thudding in her chest. What was she going to do now? Of all the scenarios she had been thinking about, this wasn't one of them! She stared bleakly at her husband, waiting for him to order her to get the Cracker Barrel paddle. She was amazed when he came to her and took her in his arms instead.
"Don't worry, darling, I know why you haven't told me."
She mumbled something unintelligible into the front of his bare chest and he went on without asking her to repeat it.
"You're afraid I'll make you sell your bunny all over again, aren't you? Well, I'm not going to do that. He's yours to keep."
He chucked her chin up and looked into her shocked face with a tender smile. "I know how much that rabbit means to you and I have to confess, I was going to buy him for you as an Easter surprise, but someone beat me to it."
"B…buy him for me?" She stuttered, trying to think quickly. Relief was washing over her in waves, followed by strong surges of guilt. The conflicting feelings were upsetting her stomach. Lord—what a mess!
"Yes, darling girl. I had it all planned but the surgery ran late on opening morning so I didn't get down there to buy Rafael and hide him away for you. Someone beat me to him. I regretted that, but I've been looking around for another albino for you. I haven't found any so I was really happy when Jim told me the good news!"
He was positively beaming and Missy's heart sank. She felt lower than the lowest slug on their back steps, lower than the step the slug crawled on, lower than slug slime! She opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out.
Brant stared curiously at her, obviously waiting for her to throw her arms around him in adulation and exuberant pandemonium. Instead she burst into tears. He was so good to her and she was so…so…bad! "Oh, Brannnnnt," she cried, drawing his name out in one long sobbing wail.
He looked stupefied with shock. "What in God's name—what on earth is the matter, darling?"
"I d…don't d…deserve you," she sobbed noisily.
"I think you'd better explain; I'm totally lost!"
She ran to the closet instead and grabbed the Cracker Barrel paddle out of the toy bag they kept on the floor. Then she ran back and shoved it in his hand while the tears streamed down her face. "Just s…spank me and g…get it over with," she bawled.
Brant took her arm and led her to the bed where he put the paddle aside and placed her firmly on his knee. Then he gently pulled both her hands away from her wet face. "Explain," he demanded gently.
"I bought Rafael," she announced hoarsely. "I went to the bank the day before the sale started and took out two hundred dollars of my savings and bought him myself the next morning! Then I hid him from you until he started acting sick and I was afraid he needed sun shine so I started sneaking him back in with the other rabbits in the evenings," she blubbered trying to get through the explanation as quickly as possible. The darkening of his face didn't bode well for her backside but she wanted to come clean. She couldn't stand him being so nice to her when she had been so deceitful!
"I see," he replied thoughtfully. "And just how did you plan to explain him once I noticed the pink eyes? You couldn't hope to hide it forever."
"I don't know," she confessed. "Rescuing Rafael from that monster child seemed the most important thing to worry about at the time. I didn't want to think about later."
"Well guess what? It's later, darling."
She nodded miserably. "I know—and I'm sorry."
"I love you. You know that, don't you?"
"Yes, I know," She smiled at him through her tears. "I love you too."
"Stand up then, lets get out of these clothes."
Missy's bottom tingled as she slipped out of pajamas and panties and stood obediently before her husband, head bowed, her expression penitent.
He didn't say anything else as he took her across his knee and pinned her legs with one of his. Then he picked up the paddle she hated so much. Desperately she sought for reassurance once again as the helpless feeling overwhelmed her. "I'm sorry, Brant, really sorry!"
His low rumble reassured her. "I know you are, darling, but there can't ever be any deceit between us. You know you need this and you want to make amends so be a good girl and take your punishment."
Then he brought the paddle crashing down over and over again until the cheeky mounds and the backs of her thighs were a bright crimson color. She had given up squirming and laid over his knee sobbing brokenly, her heartache finally being assuaged by the fire in her bottom. God that paddle hurt!
Brant dropped the paddle and turned her over, cradling her in his arms. "You were very brave, darling, you hardly struggled at all. I don't think I even needed to pin you."
She ran her palm down the side of his face. "I deserved it," she whispered, "and I wanted to please you."
His hand went to the curls between her legs. "You always please me," he replied throatily.
That was when Missy stopped thinking.
I hope you enjoyed Raphael's Rescue. I love to write and hope to bring many more stories to you as I get my bearings with my website and social media. I'm kind o f a hermit when it comes to these things, but I'm trying to "get out more."
Please view my Amazon page and pick up a couple of stories for Easter! Love those western romances? Check out my Thorn series, you will love the growly Thorn and the charming Boxcar and their lovely brats..
If you like contemporary and a deeper story, check out The Cat Lady. What seems a simple case of looking for her identity for Lacy Parker, turns into a hidden history of immense proportions. And of course, a hot policeman at her side to guide her along the way doesn't hurt anything either.
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Jennifer Aniston Has Worn the Same Mismatched Bikini for 3 Years: Photos
By Alexis Camarena
Jennifer Aniston attends the Los Angeles premiere of Netflix's "Dumplin'" on December 06, 2018. Michael Tran/FilmMagic
Jennifer Aniston is worth more money than we can even imagine — but she's shown she's not above recycling clothes, right down to her itty bitty bikinis!
On Wednesday, June 19, the Murder Mystery actress made a splash looking as toned and sexy as ever in a mismatched bikini while on vacation in Cabo San Lucas, Mexico. She was celebrating the 55th birthday of her BFF and former Friends costar Courteney Cox.
But upon closer inspection, the turquoise blue bottoms and black triangle string top looked a bit familiar. So Stylish decided to investigate.
It wasn't just deja vu! We found photo proof that Aniston, 50, has worn the same bathing suit combination for the past three years!
Seemingly ageless Aniston was first photographed in the swimwear while on vacation with her then-husband Justin Theroux in the Bahamas, in June 2016. In that photo, she had pulled the straps down to avoid tan lines and had fastened her hair clip on the hip of her bikini bottoms.
The next time she was pictured swimming in the suit was over the December 2017 holidays on a vacation to Cabo with Theroux and their pals Jason Bateman and his wife Amanda Anka. On that outing, she held a paddle a long paddle and protected herself from the sun with a Nike visor and a pair of sunglasses.
Aniston has been known to recycle clothing in the past. She has a favorite pair of short orange shorts that have made cameos throughout the years, most notably on a beach vacation with Cox and her daughter (and Aniston's goddaughter) Coco in 2007 — and in Portofino, Italy in 2018!
We support Aniston's classic aesthetic whether she's sporting slim-cut jeans, a t-shirt and a black blazer or a warm-weather, sporty staple from her wardrobe time after time.
Scroll through to see Aniston in the same bikini!
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We are all just wearing invisible armours and yet all of us have the tendency to acquire this wrong notion that our armours are in control of us. Our inner selves have become so quiet all these years that we just let the easier things accessible to our senses take over. We think food and prestige is everything. We forget that none of all these things matter anymore when we reach the twilight of our lives. These are all just temporary pleasures. The memories we need to take with us by the time we translate should be given more focus while we are still alive.


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What are the differences between sound waves and electromagnetic waves? Propogation: Sound waves are longitudinal, meaning that the vibrations occur parallel to the direction of propogation (travel). Electromagnetic waves are transverse, meaning that the vibrations occur perpendicular to the direction of propogation.
Electromagnetic waves can travel through a vacuum, that is an empty space, whereas mechanical waves cannot. They need a medium to travel such as water or air. Ripples in a pond are an example of mechanical waves whereas electromagnetic waves include light and radio signals, which can travel through the vacuum of space.
Unlike water waves, electromagnetic waves always travel at the same speed (3 hundred million metres per second) and sound waves all travel at the same speed in a given medium (for example, approximately 340 metres per second in air).2 мая 2011 г.
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Sound waves are examples of mechanical waves while light waves are examples of electromagnetic waves. Electromagnetic waves are created by the vibration of an electric charge. This vibration creates a wave which has both an electric and a magnetic component.
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2 Answers. For transverse waves, the waves move in perpendicular direction to the source of vibration. For longitudinal waves, the waves move in parallel direction to the source of vibration . They are similar in the sense that energy is transferred in the form of waves.
Waves come in two kinds, longitudinal and transverse. Transverse waves are like those on water, with the surface going up and down, and longitudinal waves are like of those of sound, consisting of alternating compressions and rarefactions in a medium.
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A pulse refers to a disturbance that travel from one location to another location through a medium. While, A wave refers to the disturbance or variation that travels through the medium. … A pulse is actually a disturbance made up of a very large number of waves of different frequencies.
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Backstage at the Billboard Music Awards 2013.
It can't go unnoticed whenever Kelly Rowland, Beyoncé and Michelle Williams cut a new track together. Whether it's a "Destiny's Child track" or not.
The three R&B stars have done just that; they've collaborated on Kelly Rowland's awaited new song "You've Changed," which dropped today on SoundCloud.
It's the trio's first joint-offering since the Pharrell Williams-produced "Nuclear" for January's Destiny's Child compilation "Love Songs." This new work, though, is Rowland taking the lead.
The new recording apparently didn't involve the trio in the studio at the same time. But through the magic of technology, and the production skills of Harmony Samuels, the outcome is a slick soulful number with a mid-tempo swing beat and a touch of chit-chat at the close.
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Moby-Dick: Chapter 27. Knights and Squires.
Stubb was the second mate. He was a native of Cape Cod; and hence, according to local usage, was called a Cape-Cod-man. A happy-go-lucky; neither craven nor valiant; taking perils as they came with an indifferent air; and while engaged in the most imminent crisis of the chase, toiling away, calm and collected as a journeyman joiner engaged for the year. Good-humored, easy, and careless, he presided over his whale-boat as if the most deadly encounter were but a dinner, and his crew all invited guests. He was as particular about the comfortable arrangement of his part of the boat, as an old stage-driver is about the snugness of his box. When close to the whale, in the very death-lock of the fight, he handled his unpitying lance coolly and off-handedly, as a whistling tinker his hammer. He would hum over his old rigadig tunes while flank and flank with the most exasperated monster. Long usage had, for this Stubb, converted the jaws of death into an easy chair. What he thought of death itself, there is no telling. Whether he ever thought of it at all, might be a question; but, if he ever did chance to cast his mind that way after a comfortable dinner, no doubt, like a good sailor, he took it to be a sort of call of the watch to tumble aloft, and bestir themselves there, about something which he would find out when he obeyed the order, and not sooner.
What, perhaps, with other things, made Stubb such an easy-going, unfearing man, so cheerily trudging off with the burden of life in a world full of grave pedlars, all bowed to the ground with their packs; what helped to bring about that almost impious good-humor of his; that thing must have been his pipe. For, like his nose, his short, black little pipe was one of the regular features of his face. You would almost as soon have expected him to turn out of his bunk without his nose as without his pipe. He kept a whole row of pipes there ready loaded, stuck in a rack, within easy reach of his hand; and, whenever he turned in, he smoked them all out in succession, lighting one from the other to the end of the chapter; then loading them again to be in readiness anew. For, when Stubb dressed, instead of first putting his legs into his trowsers, he put his pipe into his mouth.
I say this continual smoking must have been one cause, at least, of his peculiar disposition; for every one knows that this earthly air, whether ashore or afloat, is terribly infected with the nameless miseries of the numberless mortals who have died exhaling it; and as in time of the cholera, some people go about with a camphorated handkerchief to their mouths; so, likewise, against all mortal tribulations, Stubb's tobacco smoke might have operated as a sort of disinfecting agent.
The third mate was Flask, a native of Tisbury, in Martha's Vineyard. A short, stout, ruddy young fellow, very pugnacious concerning whales, who somehow seemed to think that the great leviathans had personally and hereditarily affronted him; and therefore it was a sort of point of honor with him, to destroy them whenever encountered. So utterly lost was he to all sense of reverence for the many marvels of their majestic bulk and mystic ways; and so dead to anything like an apprehension of any possible danger from encountering them; that in his poor opinion, the wondrous whale was but a species of magnified mouse, or at least water-rat, requiring only a little circumvention and some small application of time and trouble in order to kill and boil. This ignorant, unconscious fearlessness of his made him a little waggish in the matter of whales; he followed these fish for the fun of it; and a three years' voyage round Cape Horn was only a jolly joke that lasted that length of time. As a carpenter's nails are divided into wrought nails and cut nails; so mankind may be similarly divided. Little Flask was one of the wrought ones; made to clinch tight and last long. They called him King-Post on board of the Pequod; because, in form, he could be well likened to the short, square timber known by that name in Arctic whalers; and which by the means of many radiating side timbers inserted into it, serves to brace the ship against the icy concussions of those battering seas.
Now these three mates—Starbuck, Stubb, and Flask, were momentous men. They it was who by universal prescription commanded three of the Pequod's boats as headsmen. In that grand order of battle in which Captain Ahab would probably marshal his forces to descend on the whales, these three headsmen were as captains of companies. Or, being armed with their long keen whaling spears, they were as a picked trio of lancers; even as the harpooneers were flingers of javelins.
And since in this famous fishery, each mate or headsman, like a Gothic Knight of old, is always accompanied by his boat-steerer or harpooneer, who in certain conjunctures provides him with a fresh lance, when the former one has been badly twisted, or elbowed in the assault; and moreover, as there generally subsists between the two, a close intimacy and friendliness; it is therefore but meet, that in this place we set down who the Pequod's harpooneers were, and to what headsman each of them belonged.
First of all was Queequeg, whom Starbuck, the chief mate, had selected for his squire. But Queequeg is already known.
Next was Tashtego, an unmixed Indian from Gay Head, the most westerly promontory of Martha's Vineyard, where there still exists the last remnant of a village of red men, which has long supplied the neighboring island of Nantucket with many of her most daring harpooneers. In the fishery, they usually go by the generic name of Gay-Headers. Tashtego's long, lean, sable hair, his high cheek bones, and black rounding eyes—for an Indian, Oriental in their largeness, but Antarctic in their glittering expression—all this sufficiently proclaimed him an inheritor of the unvitiated blood of those proud warrior hunters, who, in quest of the great New England moose, had scoured, bow in hand, the aboriginal forests of the main. But no longer snuffing in the trail of the wild beasts of the woodland, Tashtego now hunted in the wake of the great whales of the sea; the unerring harpoon of the son fitly replacing the infallible arrow of the sires. To look at the tawny brawn of his lithe snaky limbs, you would almost have credited the superstitions of some of the earlier Puritans, and half-believed this wild Indian to be a son of the Prince of the Powers of the Air. Tashtego was Stubb the second mate's squire.
Third among the harpooneers was Daggoo, a gigantic, coal-black negro-savage, with a lion-like tread—an Ahasuerus to behold. Suspended from his ears were two golden hoops, so large that the sailors called them ring-bolts, and would talk of securing the top-sail halyards to them. In his youth Daggoo had voluntarily shipped on board of a whaler, lying in a lonely bay on his native coast. And never having been anywhere in the world but in Africa, Nantucket, and the pagan harbors most frequented by whalemen; and having now led for many years the bold life of the fishery in the ships of owners uncommonly heedful of what manner of men they shipped; Daggoo retained all his barbaric virtues, and erect as a giraffe, moved about the decks in all the pomp of six feet five in his socks. There was a corporeal humility in looking up at him; and a white man standing before him seemed a white flag come to beg truce of a fortress. Curious to tell, this imperial negro, Ahasuerus Daggoo, was the Squire of little Flask, who looked like a chess-man beside him. As for the residue of the Pequod's company, be it said, that at the present day not one in two of the many thousand men before the mast employed in the American whale fishery, are Americans born, though pretty nearly all the officers are. Herein it is the same with the American whale fishery as with the American army and military and merchant navies, and the engineering forces employed in the construction of the American Canals and Railroads. The same, I say, because in all these cases the native American liberally provides the brains, the rest of the world as generously supplying the muscles. No small number of these whaling seamen belong to the Azores, where the outward bound Nantucket whalers frequently touch to augment their crews from the hardy peasants of those rocky shores. In like manner, the Greenland whalers sailing out of Hull or London, put in at the Shetland Islands, to receive the full complement of their crew. Upon the passage homewards, they drop them there again. How it is, there is no telling, but Islanders seem to make the best whalemen. They were nearly all Islanders in the Pequod, Isolatoes too, I call such, not acknowledging the common continent of men, but each Isolato living on a separate continent of his own. Yet now, federated along one keel, what a set these Isolatoes were! An Anacharsis Clootz deputation from all the isles of the sea, and all the ends of the earth, accompanying Old Ahab in the Pequod to lay the world's grievances before that bar from which not very many of them ever come back. Black Little Pip—he never did—oh, no! he went before. Poor Alabama boy! On the grim Pequod's forecastle, ye shall ere long see him, beating his tambourine; prelusive of the eternal time, when sent for, to the great quarter-deck on high, he was bid strike in with angels, and beat his tambourine in glory; called a coward here, hailed a hero there!
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When should you replace old windows with new energy efficient windows?
Who doesn't love a room with multiple windows allowing for natural light, the sun's warmth, and of course ventilation? While windows can enhance the ambiance of your home, if not properly installed or of the right quality, those windows can be wreaking havoc on both your energy efficiency and your utility bills come winter. Though it's never too early to install energy efficient windows, here are a few tell-tale signs that it's time to upgrade your home's windows to help reduce the stress on the environment and your pocketbook!
1. You feel a breeze. Yes, windows are designed to allow for air flow and ventilation to travel through your home to allow for a more comfortable indoor environment—but not when they are CLOSED! If you can hold your hand six inches from the pane and feel or hear a draft an unwanted cold air in the winter months, chances are the panes and surround seal are not up to par. You may notice yourself adding extra logs to the fire or increasing the temperature to heat the house without a huge change in the overall room temperature. You are losing the heat and will continue in that constant battle of energy loss until the window have been re-sealed or replaced to help better serve your needs. The same way they will keep you warm in the winter, the energy efficient windows will keep you cool in the summer keeping the sunlight in but the excessive heat out!
2. You see water damage. Have you noticed dried water stains around the frame of your window, on the ledge or wall? Are you looking for a faulty toilet upstairs or an unexplained leak in the roof? It may be the windows and their lack again of proper glass, construction, and installation. Like the unwanted air, rain, snow, and condensation have a way or making their way into old windows and can ruin more than aesthetics. Water damage leads to rot, mould, and more. If you start to see moisture droplets or the unmistakable brownish stain of water, it's time for an upgrade!
3. You are noticing loose caulking or paint cracking. Now it could be age, the initial craftsmanship, sloppy caulking, or too many coats of paint piling up, but if you start to see the paint cracking or caulking peeling away, you may have issues again with the window and seal. Exposure to extreme temperature of hot or cold can cause drying, along with moisture that gets in and again dries repetitively can cause unnecessary wear and tear on your window structure.
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I've actually noticed some dark stains around the frame of my living room windows but I didn't know it was water damage – yuck! I really don't want my windows to mold so thanks, I'll look into replacing them.
I agree, I just had my house checked out and we need to get new windows before we can put it on the market. It makes a huge difference these days, it's what everyone is looking for. But if you get a good deal you can actually make your house worht more money then it costs to replace the windows in the first place.


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Studio An-V-Thot Architects Pvt. Ltd.
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Studio AVT firmly believes in the uttermost importance of the space within & beyond rather than the built frame. We endeavor to design and develop an environment for stories to take birth and remain, where true feelings are captured and felt with a sense of belonging, only to resonate through time. "We intend to breathe" is what our motto is. In the year 2009, Architect Ankita Sweety & Pratyoosh Chandan initiated "Studio An-V-Thot Architects Pvt. Ltd." a Design Consultancy firm in Delhi. Since then the studio has taken up and completed several Architectural and Interior projects of varied nature, scale and sizes. The studio's core effort to convert a thought into reality has consistently led them for pursuit of excellence. An-V-Thot is a hybrid of two words, (anvit) Sanskrit & (thought) English. anvit means followed by, so it is actually a studio followed by a thought, and as the name suggests both Ankita & Pratyoosh are always eager to and strive to define their endeavors in a thought evolving and settling manner. Ankita Sweety B. Arch She graduated with a distinction in her Architectural Degree from NIT Patna and during the course, also won numerous National and State level Design Contests of repute. Since then she was associated with one of the leading design firms in New Delhi for two years. She is also a Visiting Faculty at an Architecture College in Gurgaon. Apart from that she confidently holds the post of countrys editing member for World Architecture Community. Pratyoosh Chandan BATCM, HND After graduating in Architectural Technology & Construction Management from Rai University, he worked with an established firm in Delhi for three years wherein he led various design projects of diverse nature. He then went to UK to further pursue his architectural critique, from University of Brighton, UK. Thereafter he co-created Studio an-v-thot with Ankita to provide design solutions.
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Q: Writing a parallel for loop I'm confused as to how to declare which parts of a program are accessible or not from the different workers. On a relatively low level in a program of mine I have a for loop I want to parallelize.
module module_name
[...]
addprocs(3)
totalsum = @parallel (+) for i in 1:large_number
    tmp_sum = 0
    for j in 1:num
        ...  # calls f1 f2
    end
    tmp_sum  # not sure how to 'return' the result, the examples have a conveniantly placed calculation at the end
end
rmprocs([2 3 4])
[...]
end

As I understand I'd have to put the @everywhere decorator infront of f1 and f2. But the program fails far before with the additional workers complaining that UndefVarError: module_name not defined, and I have no clue how to fix that.
I feel like I've missed something needed for setting up parallel processing. As I understood it other than writing the actual @parallel part, one needs to addprocs and then add the @everywhere decorator to those functions used inside the loop. Is that really it?
I know pmap is better suited for what I'm doing here but I wanted to get the simpler option to work first (I'd need to pass several arguments the pmap function).


I recently did a talk at my place of work on the process that the browser goes through to render a page, following a subject that I've recently been researching. Part of the talk is summed up in my previous post Browser Rendering or: How I Learned to Stop Wondering and Understand the CSSOM.
In the talk I highlighted how a web developer could use this knowledge to implement improvements to the Critical Rendering Path (CRP). The CRP is the steps that a browsers need to take before any visual change can be shown to the user.
The question is how can we optimise the CRP to speed up the time to first render?
It seems obvious to say, but if the browser is given less things to parse, then it will take less time to do so.
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You are cordially invited you to the 2nd Annual Directors Cut Int'l Film Festival on Sunday October 28th, 2018 at Landmark Cinemas New Westminster.
We plan to showcase some amazing local and international Feature films, Shorts, & Music videos. Shows start at 12 noon with a Reception and Awards show at 6:30pm, and more films. Together, let's make this another success.
Winners will be announced Sunday night, October 28th and published on social media October 29th.
*Schedule of films are set as listed, but may change due to circumstances beyond our control. Please check for updates.


The Lamborghini Aventador LP700-4 was introduced in 2011 as the successor to the impressive Murciélago, AUTOart made a stunning 1/18 scale model of this initial Aventador model, finished in Arancio Argos just like the car taking center stage at the 2011 Geneva Motor Show and the one from the official press release, I own the first release of this model which had a black cover over the start button, a mistake AUTOart rectified with their second production batch of this iconic V12 from Sant'Agata.
Nearly six years later, in December 2016 Automobili Lamborghini SpA introduced the mid-life upgrade to their V12 flagship, called the Aventador S, this new version came with modified aerodynamics, like the new front bumper that shows two 'fangs' hanging down from the top on the intakes, note that the Aventador S doesn't have any ALA yet, the Active Lamborghini Aerodynamics, that is introduced on the Aventador SVJ in 2018.
On the side the Aventador S comes with a new side sill and large air intake, also note there is a vent in front of the rear wheels now too, and this model comes with rear wheel steering, the rear wheels actually turn a small degree depending on speed and the position of the front wheels, while a brand new lower rear diffuser is fitted with a stunning looking triangular shaped, central exhaust system.
The rear wing is similar to the one used on the original Lamborghini Aventador LP700-4, raising at different degrees depending on speed, those impressive looking, adjustable shoulder air intakes from the 'old' model didn't make it onto this new Aventador S, instead the fixed intakes from the LP750-4 Superveloce model have been fitted ... and the center lock Dianthus wheels are now also an option for the Aventador S, even finished in silver now.
It took AUTOart almost two years to get their 1/18 scale model ready for delivery, in December 2018 this New Giallo Orion finished Aventador S arrived, and the wait was worth it ... this is an amazing looking model with sharp styling, amazing attention to detail and a near perfect scale replication of the actual press release car from Automobili Lamborghini SpA, and you all know how much I like those.
And before anyone starts about the 'composite' thing again, yes, this is a composite model, and I know the first Aventador LP700-4 models from AUTOart were 'real' diecast models ... but that entire discussion is getting old, and you can't deny the fact this new composite version of the Aventador shows a lot crispier lines compared to the metal diecast version, it seems the very sharp body lines on the Aventador can be replicated even better by AUTOart in composite material, so I like this evolution.
Yes, you have to be careful opening the doors, the front hood, and the engine cover ... but have you seen the hinges on the diecast model ... they look just as fragile as on these new releases, these aren't toys, and you are not supposed to be opening and closing this model all the time ... these are collector's items, not playthings ... I don't see people complaining about not being able to open an MR model, or one of those stupid expensive D&G models ... so stop complaining about AUTOart being composite now ... they are here and they won't go away anymore ... and if AUTOart is able to make their models look even sharper now, I'm all in.
So we can open the front hood to unveil a nicely detailed, upholstered luggage space, there is a strut to keep the hood open and you can clearly distinguish the filler cap hiding in there. Opening the engine cover, which comes with clear carbon fiber fins on this model, we find a lot of carbon fiber around the nicely detailed V12 powerplant, 740hp in real life, even the X-Cross is finished in carbon fiber, the engine cover is held up with a pair of struts by the way ... I would have loved yellow springs to get some color in the engine bay, but they are black on the real car too, so this is how they should be on the model too.
The fixed air vents behind the engine cover are finished in clear carbon fiber on this AUTOart model, this is, in fact, an option on the real car called 'Carbon upper art', together with the smaller vents behind the side windows and the two fins in front of the windshield ... and now the one thing AUTOart missed on their scale model of the Aventador S: the press car had another option 'Carbon lower part' ... clear carbon fiber finish on the lower part of the front bumper, the side sills, and the rear diffuser ... AUTOart made these flat black, the standard finish, I for one would have loved to see carbon fiber on those parts too.
But other than that detail, this 1/18 scale model from AUTOart is just about perfect, with the new rear fascia, the beautifully replicated headlights and taillights, even the adjustable rear wing is still there, and those silver Dianthus forged wheels demand attention covering the yellow brake calipers complete with Lamborghini Carboceramici script ... and the carbon ceramic disc brakes, all nicely reproduced.
On the inside we find the correctly optioned interior, with seats featuring what looks like the Q-Citura stitching pattern, but this is now called 'S-Trim' because the diamond pattern is only there on the inner part of the seats and comes with a larger 'piping' in yellow on the seat corners and horizontally on the dashboard, even the small section underneath the headrest comes in yellow in the S-Trim while yellow stitching is visible throughout the interior too ... the Raging Bull logo on the headrest completes the yellow S-Trim with the branding option, AUTOart even got the silver Lamborghini script on the dashboard right, remember that was black inside the Superveloce.
Furthermore the Aventador S can be fitted with a lot of clear carbon fiber on the interior, more specifically on the door handles, the central console and the LCD surround in front of the driver, note the steering wheel now has glossy black details instead of the silver ones found in the original Aventador LP700-4 ... all nicely replicated by AUTOart.
One thing that is still very difficult to replicate on a smaller scale is the Alcantara upholstery ... this New Giallo Orion finished Lamborghini Aventador S came with a black Alcantara interior, the pearl white metallic one came with a stunning brown leather interior ... but it seems Alcantara can't be made in 1/18 scale so these seats don't really show that special upholstery, but that's fine ... they look amazing nonetheless.
I really love this new evolution of the Lamborghini Aventador made by AUTOart, the detail about the lower carbon fiber parts isn't a dealbreaker at all, from a distance you can't even notice 1/18 scale CF anyway, and while some complain about the wheels on this yellow version, these silver Dianthus are the ones Lamborghini fitted to the press car, so I prefer these.


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New York's Laws Fail to Protect State's Rivers and Streams
New York's Laws Fail to Protect State's Rivers and Streams
Contact: Kirt Mayland, (646) 302-3639
Erin Mooney, (571) 331-7970
Report Details Where Laws and Systems Fall Short in Protecting the State's Waters
Albany, N.Y. –As New York incurs pressure from its growing, thirsty population, and as natural gas drilling and irrigation increase throughout the state, a Trout Unlimited (TU) report issued today points out that New York does not have a comprehensive water management plan in place to adequately protect its freshwater resources.
"New York has the weakest water withdrawal and streamflow laws in the Northeast, and the state of its river and streams reflects this," said Kirt Mayland, Director of TU's Eastern Water Project. "With increasing sprawl and global climate change and a myriad of other stresses on the state's watersheds, now is the time to start regulating New York's critical freshwater resources more carefully."
TU's new report, "Tapped Out: New York's Water Woes," spells out how the state's systems for water withdrawals, river management, and municipal water supplies don't adequately protect New York's water resources. With sprawl, an increasing state population, and a host of demands on state water resources, New York needs comprehensive laws to protect its water. In addition, the report points out, many municipal systems are aging and lose much of the water that is intended for public use.
"Trout Unlimited has put together an excellent report which highlights a wide assortment of serious problems with the current state of water quality," said New York Assemblyman Bob Sweeney, chair of the NYS Assembly Environmental Conservation Committee. "The need to address these concerns is acute. A recent study conducted by the Department of Environmental Conservation, at my request, exposed the huge shortfall in resources for waste water," he said.
"New York State's sewage-treatment infrastructure is aging and in need of an estimated $36.2 billion in repairs," Sweeney continued. "This situation is primarily caused by the breathtaking withdrawal of federal funding. The Federal government provided 78% of the funding for wastewater infrastructure in 1978, but merely 3% today. The report smartly highlights the effect of water withdrawals on aquatic and terrestrial species. These considerations are critical as we seek to place a proper balance on the use of these resources," Sweeney said.
New York has 60,000 miles of streams and rivers that provide over 20 million residents with drinking water and support habitat for a wealth of fish and wildlife. The state receives an average of almost 40 inches of precipitation a year, yet there are thousands of miles of rivers and streams across New York that do not have enough water to support native, aquatic life.
"We have always taken our free-flowing streams for granted," said Ron Urban, the Port Ewen-based chair of TU's New York's Council. "But this new report makes clear that we need to take serious steps now to make sure our coldwater streams and rivers in New York have enough water, for fish and wildlife habitat."
The full report is available at www.tu.org/tappedout.


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Desulfomonile is a Gram negative, strict anaerobe and non-motile bacterial genus from the family of Syntrophaceae. Desulfomonile bacteria can reduce sulfur oxyanions to H2S.

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Bacteria genera
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Optimistic People In a Caring Atmosphere or OPICA won Best in the Southland honors. It has been serving adults challenged with memory loss and their families in West Los Angeles for more than 42 years. Founded by Professor Yung-Huo Liu of UCLA and philanthropists Ted and Rita Williams, OPICA is the model adult day care center in the City of Los Angeles and later served as the model for the city's network for future adult day care centers.
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Pathayeram Kodi () is a 2013 Tamil-language science fiction comedy film written and directed by Muktha S. Sundar. The film stars Vivek, Dhruv Bhandari, Madalsa Sharma and Kanishka Soni. The film was dubbed and released in Hindi as Paisa Ho Paisa in 2015.

Synopsis

A group of college students invent a chemical potion that makes them invisible. They use this invention to steal  from Karishma (Kanishka Soni), who has an abundance of illegal wealth. Shankar Lal (Vivek), a CB-CID officer, must trace the money from the students, who are on the run.

Cast

 Vivek as Shankar Lal
 Dhruv Bhandari as Ashwin
 Madalsa Sharma as Bhoomika
 Kanishka Soni as Karishma
 Gokulnath as Gokul
 Cell Murugan as Shankar Lal's assistant
 Madhan Bob as Police officer

Production
The film has been shot across 7 Indian states including Maharashtra, Tamil Nadu, Goa. The climax of the movie has been shot inside Sani Singhnapur Temple. Besides it has also been shot in the exotic locations of Karwar, Goa, Mercara, Pune, Ahmednagar, Mahabaleshwar and Panchagani.

Soundtrack
The songs are composed by K. S. Manoj and G. D. Prasad.
'Ithu Enna Mayamo', written by Nishanth and sung by Vinay and Raina
 'Bhumika' written by Nishanth and sung by Haricharan
 'Azhagana Poigal' written by Nishanth and sung by Prasanna and Harini
  'Padikka Padikka' written by Sivakasi Sridar and sung by Vinay, Barath and M.J.Deekshith
'C.B.I.Singam' written by Sivakasi Sridar and sung by Sunanthitha and Kalyan
 'Pathayiramkodi' written by Sivakasi Sridar and sung by Nathamuni Gayathri

References

External links
 Paisa Ho Paisa On Bollywood Hungama

2013 films
2010s Tamil-language films
Indian heist films
Films about invisibility
Indian science fiction comedy films
2010s science fiction comedy films
Fictional portrayals of the Tamil Nadu Police
2013 comedy films


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Orneae or Orneai () was a town in ancient Argolis, mentioned by Homer in the Catalogue of Ships in the Iliad, which is said to have derived its name from Orneus, the son of Erechtheus. Orneae retained its ancient Cynurian inhabitants, when Argos was conquered by the Dorians. According to Pausanias, it continued independent of Argos for a long time; but it was finally conquered by the Argives, who removed the Orneatae to their own city. Thucydides mentions the Orneatae and Cleonaei as allies (σύμμαχοι) of the Argives in 418 BCE; and the same historian relates that Orneae was destroyed by the Argives in 416 BCE. It might therefore be inferred that the destruction of Orneae by the Argives in 416 BCE is the event referred to by Pausanias. But Herodotus states that Orneae had been conquered by Argos long before; that its inhabitants were reduced to the condition of Perioeci; and that all the Perioeci in the Argeia were called Orneatae from this place. But the Orneatae mentioned by Thucydides could not have been Perioeci, since they are called allies. "The Cynurians," says Herodotus, "have become Doricized by the Argives and by time, being Orneatae and Perioeci." These words would seem clearly to mean that, while the other Cynurians became Perioeci, the Orneatae continued independent, an interpretation which is in accordance with the account of Thucydides.

With respect to the site of Orneae we learn from Pausanias that it was situated on the confines of Phliasia and Sicyonia, at the distance of 120 stadia from Argos, being 60 stadia from Lyrceia, which was also 60 stadia from Argos. Strabo says that Orneae was situated on a river of the same name above the plain of the Sicyonians. Orneae stood on the northern of the two roads, which led from Argos to Mantineia. This northern road was called Climax, and followed the course of the Inachus.

Its site is located near the modern Lyrkeia.

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Populated places in ancient Argolis
Former populated places in Greece
Cities in ancient Peloponnese


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ANA hopes to slash employees' pay by 5%
All Nippon Airways Co. plans to reduce the salaries of all employees next spring by about 5 percent, sources close to the plan said Wednesday.
It would be the first time in Japan's airline industry that base salaries for regular employees have been cut, the sources said.
ANA has already submitted the plan to its labor unions for ground crews and flight attendants and was to present the plan to the union for cockpit crews Wednesday, the sources said.
The labor unions are expected to resist the plan, which calls for revamping the carrier's overall salary structure and raising the performance-based portion of salaries, the sources said.
The plan also envisages cutting the flight allowance for pilots, who earn an average salary of 21 million yen per year, the sources said.
ANA has an annual labor bill of around 180 billion yen. A 5 percent cut translates into a savings of 9 billion yen.
ANA has not increased base salaries over the past two years due to poor earnings.
The SARS outbreak in Asia, which hit earnings this year, came as airlines were recovering from the dropoff in passengers triggered by the terrorist attacks in the United States in September 2001.
The firm has skipped dividend payments for six years through fiscal 2002. In the current fiscal year, the carrier expects to suffer a revenue drop of about 42 billion yen.


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