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Stocks of Phathom Pharmaceuticals Inc. [PHAT] are gaining investors' attention: here's why
Stocks of Phathom Pharmaceuticals Inc. (NASDAQ:PHAT) traded higher last session on Wall Street, up 3.32% to $7.77.
As we calculate the median target price by taking the range between a high of $35.00 and a low of $9.00, we find $27.50. Given the previous closing price of $7.52, this indicates a potential upside of 265.69 percent. PHAT stock price is now -23.99% away from the 50-day moving average and -23.36% away from the 200-day moving average. The market capitalization of the company currently stands at $331.55M.
Brokers who have rated the stock have averaged $23.83 as their price target over the next twelve months.
With the price target of $16, Jefferies recently initiated with Buy rating for Phathom Pharmaceuticals Inc. (NASDAQ: PHAT)., while 'Goldman' rates the stock as 'Neutral'.
In other news, Henderson Molly, CFO and CBO sold 2,159 shares of the company's stock on Nov 21. The stock was sold for $20,726 at an average price of $9.60. Upon completion of the transaction, the CFO and CBO now directly owns 43,341 shares in the company, valued at $0.34 million. An SEC document containing details of the transaction can be found on the SEC's website. On Nov 21, President and Chief Executive Curran Terrie sold 1,526 shares of the business's stock. A total of $14,650 was realized by selling the stock at an average price of $9.60. This leaves the insider owning 83,720 shares of the company worth $0.65 million. Insiders disposed of 3,703 shares of company stock worth roughly $28772.309999999998 over the past 1 year. A total of 0.40% of the company's stock is owned by insiders.
There have been several recent changes in the stakes of large investors in PHAT stock. A new stake in Phathom Pharmaceuticals Inc. shares was purchased by DEERFIELD MANAGEMENT COMPANY, L.P. (SERIES C) during the first quarter worth $18,764,000. CANDRIAM S.C.A. invested $871,000 in shares of PHAT during the first quarter. In the first quarter, HRT FINANCIAL LP acquired a new stake in Phathom Pharmaceuticals Inc. valued at approximately $410,000. MILLENNIUM MANAGEMENT LLC acquired a new stake in PHAT for approximately $392,000. CURI WEALTH MANAGEMENT, LLC purchased a new stake in PHAT valued at around $350,000 in the second quarter. In total, there are 154 active investors with 76.00% ownership of the company's stock.
Monday's opening bell rang with an opening price of $7.58 for Phathom Pharmaceuticals Inc. (NASDAQ: PHAT). During the past 12 months, Phathom Pharmaceuticals Inc. has had a low of $6.09 and a high of $19.95. The fifty day moving average price for PHAT is $10.22 and a two-hundred day moving average price translates $10.14 for the stock.
The latest earnings results from Phathom Pharmaceuticals Inc. (NASDAQ: PHAT) was released for Jun, 2022. According to the Biotechnology Company, earnings per share came in at -$1.33, missing analysts' expectations of -$1.03 by -0.3. This compares to -$0.98 EPS in the same period last year. The company reported revenue of $42.53 million for the quarter, compared to $33.14 million a year earlier. Comparatively to last year's same quarter, the company's quarterly revenue rose 28.34 percent. For the current quarter, analysts expect PHAT to generate $200k in revenue.
Phathom Pharmaceuticals Inc.(PHAT) Company Profile
Phathom Pharmaceuticals, Inc., a clinical-stage biopharmaceutical company, focuses on developing and commercializing treatments for gastrointestinal diseases. The company has the rights in the United States, Europe, and Canada to vonoprazan, a potassium-competitive acid blocker (P-CAB) that blocks acid secretion in the stomach. It is also developing vonoprazan, which is in Phase III clinical trials for the treatment of erosive gastroesophageal reflux disease; and in combination with antibiotics for the treatment of Helicobacter pylori infection. Phathom Pharmaceuticals, Inc. was incorporated in 2018 and is headquartered in Florham Park, New Jersey.
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International Archives of Medicine
Immediate Care to the Newborn of Women with Human Immunodeficiency Virus: a Proposal of Evaluation
Francisca Marta de Lima Costa Souza Federal University of Rio Grande do Norte/UFRN
Priscila Kaline de Andrade Silva Federal University of Rio Grande do Norte/UFRN
Bárbara Coeli Oliveira da Silva Federal University of Rio Grande do Norte/UFRN
Janmilli da Costa Dantas Federal University of Rio Grande do Norte/UFRN
Isabelle Cristina Braga Coutinho Cunha Faculty Estacio in Rio Grande do Norte
Iellen Dantas Campos Verdes Rodrigues Federal University of Rio Grande do Norte/UFRN
Clarissa Maria Bandeira Bezerra Federal University of Rio Grande do Norte/UFRN
Nilba Lima de Souza Federal University of Rio Grande do Norte/UFRN
Érika Simone Galvão Pinto Federal University of Rio Grande do Norte/UFRN
Richardson Augusto Rosendo da Silva Federal University of Rio Grande do Norte/UFRN
DOI: http://dx.doi.org/10.3823/2188
Introduction: women living with human immunodeficiency virus (HIV) have 15% of the 45% chance of transmitting the virus to their children during pregnancy, childbirth or breastfeeding. However, this risk is reduced to 2% when the treatment and monitoring are carried out since the gestational period until the birth of the child.
Objective: build a logical model to subsidize the immediate care of health professionals to the newborn of women with HIV.
Method: study described. It is the construction of a logical model based on "clinical Protocol and therapeutic guidelines for management of HIV infection in children and adolescents", manual of the Ministry of health, Brazil, 2014, in order to guide health professionals who, watch newborns in the first few minutes of life.
Results: were listed eight components that are essential to the care of the newborn, such as: greeting, umbilical cord clamping, suctioning the airway, administering of vitamin K, shower, breastfeeding, administration of anti-retroviral and reference to specialized service.
Conclusion: it is believed that the logical model will contribute to reducing the risks of mother-to-child transmission of the virus, since it includes the flow of care clearly and objectively.
Keywords: health professionals; immediate care; newborn; vertical transmission of HIV.
SOUZA, Francisca Marta de Lima Costa et al. Immediate Care to the Newborn of Women with Human Immunodeficiency Virus: a Proposal of Evaluation. International Archives of Medicine, [S.l.], v. 9, nov. 2016. ISSN 1755-7682. Available at: <http://imed.pub/ojs/index.php/iam/article/view/2036>. Date accessed: 29 jan. 2020. doi: http://dx.doi.org/10.3823/2188.
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For me it starts with some good skincare, and trying to keep my skin clear from balckheads and dead skin. The Pixi Glow Mud mask is the perfect combination of exfoliating and clearing at the same time. This makes my skin look so fresh and makes it look super clear without drying it out! Another Pixi product that's a favourite is the Hydrating Milky serum. It adds a nice boost of hydration to my skin without making it greasy or clogging my pores, it seriously helps clear up my dry skin patches too. Another serum I cant get enough of is the True Water Hydrating Serum*, this is a crazy hydration boost to the skin and it plumps up my skin in ways I cant believe! Its crazy hydrating makes my skin nice and bouncy if I apply this overnight. The next thing is a kind of skincare/makeup hybrid. The Farsali unicorn essence feels like a lovely lightweight serum when you apply it to the skin and it has a lovely hydrating quality, its also got a beautiful scent and a slight shimmer running through it that makes your skin look super pretty and glowing, even on the days when you decide to go makeup free! I think blush plays a big part in glowy skin too, if you use something with a little bit of shimmer it just adds a little extra sheen to your cheeks. Some of my favourites at the moment are the Hourglass Ambient Lighting Blush in Diffused Heat, because the power is so beautiful and finely milled and the combination of lighting power and blush creates such a stunning look. The Urban Decay Afterglow blushes are very beautiful too, they've all got a lovely luminosity too them that really makes you look like you're glowing from within. My favourite shade is Score which is a pretty peach that really works well with my pale complexion. Becca make some beautiful blushers as well, the Shimmering Skin Perfector Luminous Blush in Snapdragon is my go to when I want to add a pretty pop of colour and a bit of something something. Another winner is the Charlotte Tilbury Cheek to Chic blush is Ecstasy, these blushes have 2 colours, one a little more shimmery than the other so you can really customise your look. My favourite part of doing my makeup, is adding the highlighter right at the end. I'm a highlighter addict and I am fully aware of it! The Becca Shimmering Skin Perfector in Vanilla Quarts has become my all time favourite as of late, its a beautiful vanilla shade and it really makes me beam wherever I apply it. I cant get enough of this. I have to mention my Anastasia Beverly Hills Glow Kits too, both in Gleam and Moonchild. Both have some pretty serious dents in some of the pans, but they powders are so beautiful and soft and the highlighters are seriously blinding and beautiful! Another favourite is the Laura Mercier Matte Radiance Power in Highlight 01, every time I use this I become obsessed with it because its just so good. Mac Vanilla Pigment also deserves a mention because its a classic and looks good in the inner corners of your eyes or lightly applied on the top of the cheekbones, its a bit messier than a pressed powder but its totally worth it if you want to stand out. For liquid highlighter my go to is the Gosh Lumi Drops, you can use this as a highlighter alone or mix a little in with your foundation to make it more dewy on application, its very pretty! Lastly, I feel like I have to mention face shaving. I know this isn't going to be for everyone, but it makes such a big difference. I use these small eyebrow razors, you can get them on amazon very cheap, and use them to gently remove the peach fuzz from my face. It hasn't made me grow a beard so no panicking, but it gently exfoliates and leaves my skin super smooth. It stops my makeup looking cakey because it doesn't stick to my face hairs and it helps a lot with any texture I might have too. I think I'll do a more in depth post about it but know that it does a lot of good!
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'Our captain!' - Southampton fans love what James Ward-Prowse has done for England
Southampton captain James Ward-Prowse scored his first England goal as he netted the opener for the Three Lions in a World Cup qualifier against San Marino at Wembley
Updated 22:37, 25 MAR 2021
Southampton captain James Ward-Prowse scored his first goal for England against San Marino. (Image: (Photo by Carl Recine - Pool/Getty Images))
It has been a night to remember for Southampton captain James Ward-Prowse after scoring his first goal for England.
The Saints skipper netted the first goal of the game as the Three Lions faced San Marino at Wembley in a World Cup qualifier, having been given a start by England boss Gareth Southgate.
Ward-Prowse swept the ball home from a Ben Chilwell cross with a controlled finish to open the scoring in the 14th minute of the game.
It was Ward-Prowse's ninth goal of the season, having scored eight times for Southampton so far in all competitions, including seven in the Premier League.
But his strike for England got Saints fans talking, with the club's supporters delighted to see the 26-year-old on target for the Three Lions.
Here's what some Saints fans have been saying on social media.
This is Ward-Prowse's fifth senior cap for England, with the Saints skipper rewarded for his impressive form as an ever-present in Ralph Hasenhuttl's Southampton side this season.
Ward-Prowse is the only Southampton player in the England squad for the World Cup qualifiers with San Marino, Albania and Poland, with Saints striker Danny Ings currently sidelined through injury.
He is not the only Saints player in international action this evening though, with Stuart Armstrong starting for Scotland against Austria, only to be replaced by his Saints team-mate Che Adams, while Jan Bednarek is playing for Poland against Hungary.
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The Battle of Arbedo was fought on 30 June 1422 between the Duchy of Milan and the Swiss Confederation, and ended with a Milanese victory.

In 1419, the Swiss cantons of Uri and Unterwalden bought the fortified town of Bellinzona from the House of Sax but were unable to defend it adequately. When they rejected a Milanese proposal to purchase Bellinzona in 1422, a Milanese force under the command of the condottiero Francesco Bussone da Carmagnola attacked and defeated the Swiss garrison and occupied the town.  A Swiss attempt to recapture Bellinzona with the support of other cantons including Lucerne and Zug led to the battle at the village of Arbedo,   north of the town.

The Swiss were mainly equipped with halberds and were initially successful in repelling two Milanese cavalry charges.  Carmagnola then brought up his crossbowmen on the Swiss flanks and ordered his men-at-arms to dismount and fight on foot with their lances, which outreached the halberds.

The Milanese forced the Swiss back onto a nearby hill, but the appearance of a band of foragers, whom the Milanese mistakenly thought were reinforcements, saved the Swiss from total defeat.  When the Milanese force pulled back to reform, the Swiss withdrew from the battlefield, both sides having taken heavy casualties.

In a historiographical tradition of Zug, the bearer of the cantonal banner, Peter Kälin, was slain, and the banner was taken up by his son, who was slain in his turn. The banner was saved by one Hans Landwing, and was later lost against the French.

The victory secured Bellinzona and the Leventina for the Duchy. In addition, the Duchy regained the Val d'Ossola, thus the Swiss lost all their territorial gains. The defeat discouraged Swiss expansion towards Lake Maggiore for a long time. However, it was this defeat at Arbedo that led to the Swiss increasing the number of pikemen in their armies.

See also
Battles of the Old Swiss Confederacy

Sources
P. Pieri:  Il Rinascimento e la crisi militare italiana
M. Mallett:  Mercenaries and their Masters: Warfare in Renaissance Italy
E. Pometta:  Come il Ticino venne in potere degli Svizzeri. Bellinzona
A. Battistella:  Il conte di Carmagnola

References

Footnotes

Battles involving the Duchy of Milan
Battles involving Switzerland
1422 in Europe
1420s in the Holy Roman Empire
15th century in Italy
Conflicts in 1422

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This Is Who She Was
by Anna Noyes, recommended by Charles Baxter
AN INTRODUCTION BY CHARLES BAXTER
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Issue No 212
Written by Anna Noyes
Recommended by Charles Baxter
Sometimes when young writers ask me how to think about a plot, I say, "Imagine plot as a promise." A promise of what, they ask? It's like this: as a writer, you're reaching for the reader's arm, and you're saying, "Listen to me." Okay, but why should I listen to you? That's where the promises come in, and there are at least four ways of answering that question. One way is to say, "Listen to me, because my story is funny." Another way to answer is to say, "Listen to me: something wonderful will happen in my story." Or: "Listen to me, because something terrible will happen." Or, somewhere down the scale of interest: "Pay attention, because something interesting will happen."
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Anna Noyes' beautiful "This Is Who She Was" is a dual-character story in which one character (the narrator) is a young woman looking back at past events, and the other major character, Ruth, is, or was, the mother of the narrator's boyfriend. The action of the story involves a car-trip down to Florida involving the four of them: Ruth, her husband Jay, and Luke, the narrator's boyfriend, and the narrator herself, whose name we never learn. In Florida they meet up with Ruth's sisters at a Florida beach house. That's the outward action of the story.
But the story is really about the inner lives of women and how the men who almost literally surround them have no clue or insight concerning what these women are experiencing or feeling. Slowly, but with great confidence, the story shows us the growing bond between the narrator and Ruth, who are both suffering in mutually distinct ways. The narrator seems to be falling out of love with Luke, and Ruth . . . well, she's distracted and distant, but she warms to the narrator anyway, as the narrator does to her. After the story's midway point, the two are watching out for each other and caring for each other, and near the end, the narrator imagines Ruth mothering her.
"This Is Who She Was" narrates its events without sentimentality; its approach offers us specificity and close observation. The style is confident, and it avoids event-inflation. Chekhov would have liked it. How is this miracle arranged? The story's strategy is to disclose to the reader what the other characters may not know, and for the last few pages the growing intimacy between Ruth and the narrator is precious, doubly so because the reader shares it.
I find myself tremendously moved by this intimacy, the bond between the younger and the older woman, and, without giving away the ending, I can assure you that two narrative promises are fulfilled, almost simultaneously: something terrible happens, and, at almost the same narrative moment, something wonderful happens, too. Rarely can a story manage both.
To any reader coming upon this story for the first time, all I can say is, "Lucky you."
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Anna Noyes
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There isn't any good place to start. I have a picture. In the picture two women share a kitchen. Checkered floor. Wire basket of lemons. One of the women is Ruth. I am the other. The men, hers and mine, are not in the picture. Ruth squeezes lemon juice into a blue bowl. I remember her hands were covered with paper cuts. How could a person get so many paper cuts? I didn't do anything when her hands started burning but watch her rinse them with cold water. In my mind Ruth will always be wincing in the kitchen, squeezing lemons. I will always be watching.
The picture was taken on the night before our trip to Florida. Jay, Ruth's husband, snapped it with my camera. Their son Luke was my boyfriend. We'd only been together a few months but he'd invited me to join their family vacation. The vacation was a reunion so that Ruth could see her sisters.
"Get good sleep," Jay said. Luke's childhood bed was short; our feet hung off the end. Luke made too much noise when he pushed himself inside me. The fitted sheet came loose and bunched under my back. My necklace clasp kept snagging on the pilled polyester of the mattress.
Afterward Luke fell asleep with his fingers strumming between my legs and I moved his hand away, spread the sheet over my lap and touched myself. My finger circled a flickering pleasure, but the pleasure kept coming and going.
When I opened my eyes Luke's eyes were open and on me. Play dead. My pulse kicked in my ears. The sheet was a coil of heat in my lap, and the room was laced with the smell of our dirty sleep, like strawberry yogurt, I've always thought, never sure if it was his smell or mine. He closed his eyes again, went back to snoring. Ruth was pacing in the hallway. I knew it was Ruth because of her soft footfalls.
Later when I got up to pee she was a dark shape standing by the window at the top of the staircase. I tried to turn her into something else, coats on a coat rack or a curtain, a trick of the eye, but then her weight shifted. I hurried into the bathroom.
There was a twinge when I went pee. A hook at the end. It almost felt good.
I'd been warned about this feeling before. Urinary Tract Infection. This was the latest in a long list of incidents in this place I couldn't see or tend. When I put my fingers inside I felt nothing but a little pressure, like it wasn't really me I was touching. My insides were a collection of happenings: the first, the cyst on my left ovary. I was eleven, sleeping over in a summer girl's guest bedroom. I woke up at sunrise to a mouthful of spit, and stayed awake swallowing. That morning I went with her family to the Children's Relay at the town pool. In the deep end, the lifeguard floated saltines on the surface of the water. We were meant to swim to the crackers before they dissolved, eat the pulpy mush, and race each other back to the shallows. At the finish line all cracker was to be swallowed; they would check our mouths. I threw up in the water. The gynecologist's fingers were the first I had inside me, and then her jellied speculum.
A second cyst, so rare three interns were brought in to look. Before babies are male or female they have a duct, explained the doctor. For girls it disappears but when some vestige stays it forms a pouch. I had just read a book about a tall girl with internal male sex organs, undiscovered until a tractor accident at age fourteen. The book troubled me — the incubating clutch with its invisible hunger and hormones, and the doctor reaching inside like a magician performing a hat trick. No, nothing like that, said the doctor. You're perfectly normal.
Left ovary, said the psychic. Be careful. You might get to keep it, but it's probably best if you don't.
Twins in your family? she said.
All right, she said. But there will be twins.
Bacteria. Spreading from urethra to bladder, my first UTI. The feeling was unsettling, but my mind was on Ruth, waiting by the window in the shared silence of a house put to bed. I was afraid to open the bathroom door and when I did she was gone.
My two previous boyfriends' mothers were also named Ruth. Luke's Ruth stood out in the lineup; the others had gray wiry hair, thick socks over thick ankles, bucket-like wool hats that they crocheted themselves. Both walked a large number of dogs, cleaned counters with disinfectant wipes, and made large bland batches of scrambled eggs. Of course there were differences, but these were the ways in which they were the same.
Luke's Ruth was tiny, powdered pale, with dark, tailored jackets and pants hemmed to expose a whittled inch of wrist or ankle. Her hair was a silky black tussle, and often she fixed it during conversation, her lips pursing bobby pins. I never saw her mouth without red lipstick. She wore her collarbones like jewelry.
Luke showed me postcards of her paintings, black ink swiped across huge blank canvases. Their home was full of art, but none of it was hers: sailboats on the lake, pink dabs for sailors' faces; children kicking their feet at the end of a dock; a spaniel chasing down a flock of grouse.
Luke left me alone with Ruth in the hotel room while he and Jay played a game of tennis. She poured wine into two paper cups.
"I feel slightly deranged," she said, holding her hand over her smile. There was a small gap between her front teeth. "Too many miles of yellow lines." Our paper cups pressed together in a silent cheers. We sat on the bed and sipped.
I thought maybe I would tell her about my infection, but I didn't. My discomfort stayed in the background during the first leg of the car ride. What I'd expected as we pulled onto the eight-hour stretch of highway was a repeat of my mother's lore: fifteen, she had a UTI on a road trip to drop my aunt at a psychiatric hospital. My grandmother was behind the wheel. They were driving from Maine to Virginia with cold cloths tied around their foreheads, and Chinese fans in hand. My aunt was in the passenger seat, reeling from a nervous breakdown, afraid of the radio. My grandmother drove all day and night — she would not stop. My mother's urge to pee was a plague, and the idea of relief was false, just a searing trickle. She crouched in the backseat and peed into a pickle jar. "Don't come crying to me," said my grandmother. "I know you've been sleeping around."
"I think they left us here to bond," said Ruth. "Either that or they're trying to bond. One of us will. I think we have a good chance at beating them."
But we were nervous together. The wax on my cup had softened by the second use. The paper warped beneath my fingers.
"What do you see in Luke?" she asked, just as our silence was starting to feel comfortable. I was starving, the wine slippery in my stomach.
I said he was generous, or open. Or sweet.
"I don't have an answer," I said at the end of my answer. "I just love him. I don't know why."
Another cup of wine.
"That's right," she said. "He is sweet. He's young. We all love him." She drank from the bottle and handed it to me. It was nearly empty. I put my mouth over the blot from her lipstick.
"I hope you take good care of each other."
"We will," I said. "We do."
"Lovely ladies," Jay called down the hallway. Ruth and I were punching numbers at the vending machine. Ruth kept punching DD instead of D7. She kicked the machine when it didn't release her Hershey bar.
"Easy," Jay said. "My wife the sugar junkie." His smile was seamless porcelain. He scooped her up.
"I'm famished!" she yelled. She kicked at his thighs. He opened the door and threw her on the bed.
Luke was wearing a new white Sheraton Hotel visor, and so was Jay. I wanted to make a joking gesture toward the visor, and with the same look reprimand him for leaving me alone too long, but he wouldn't look back at me. He spun the racket handle inside his palm and watched Ruth.
Jay pulled her feet into his lap and rubbed them.
"Be gentle. I broke it kicking the machine." His hands cupped her foot. Between his fingers I could see her toes wiggling.
"Here, Mom," said Luke. "Consolation prize." He pulled another matching visor from a paper bag and fit it over her delicate twist of hair. Her ears stuck out, folded by the weight of the wide white brim.
"So good to me," she said. When she tried to take it off the Velcro on the band snagged her hair. Her hands struggled at the back of her head.
"Let me," Jay said, but she yanked free before he could help and tossed the visor into my lap. "We can share it."
Strands of her hair hung from the Velcro, and I covered them with my hand.
Luke was a generous man, and a sweet man, but I do not remember much. There are still frames I can explore, with their own smells and sounds, and he prowls and paces my memory like its borders cage him.
We went back to our hotel room, adjacent to Ruth and Jay's, after dinner.
Maybe this night we stood in the shower and soaped each other's backs and chests, and when I looked at him I said in my head, here I am, here I am, here I am, but mostly I looked at my hand as it soaped and thought about some other thing, like when would he move aside so I could have the hot water.
Or the hotel sheets were shiny and smooth, my legs feeling wonderful because I'd shaved them and the sheets were satin.
Or that was the night he went to the bathroom and drank three glasses of water in a row, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down in his throat, and said "Will you watch it around my mom?"
I said, "What do you mean?"
"Just take it easy around her."
"What, I like her."
"Like drinking. Drinking with her."
"Why'd you never mention it before? If it worries you?"
"She never drank before," he said.
Or that night was the first night on the trip I was nauseous. I ran for the bathroom in the middle of fighting. He crouched beside me while I dry heaved, brushed one strand of hair out of my face and then another, never grabbing the whole bunch.
Because I felt sick sex that night would be off the table, and maybe that's why we curled into each other, the heat of him wrapped around me itchy as wool, my eyes on the shadowy hotel wall and its green and white stripes. We held hands and he worked his nails against my palm. The feeling gave me goose bumps at first, but his nails lost track of me, got stuck in their own rhythmic rut of scratching. And then he told me that Ruth had cancer, that she needed a hysterectomy. It did not look good, but she had time. Enough time to drink and paint all day, and to see her sisters.
Ruth didn't talk during the drive the next day. I wiped the thread of drool that hung from Luke's mouth. I listened to the brassy tap of Jay's class ring on the wheel. In Georgia, we pulled toward a sign with a painted peach. I pretended to be asleep as Jay paid for a bushel. Ruth had her head tipped to the side as though she were also asleep, but when I glanced over I could see the whites of her eyes through her dark glasses.
"For you, my Georgia peach," Jay said to her, passing the hard peaches around. Jay and I gnawed their woody white flesh, working them down to their pits. We threw the stones out the windows. Ruth nibbled hers, then peeled at its skin. Luke put his peach between us and it rolled onto the floor, where it would pinball around for days before lodging under the seat to fill the car with sweet ripening, then rotting.
The thruway to the beach house had ocean on either side. Luke woke and begged Jay to pull over. The sedan jittered onto the rumble strip. Luke pulled me out to the breezy breakdown lane.
He dashed across the street and his head dipped out of view below a mound of blown sand. I slid sideways down the plunging dune, but he was already yards ahead, tacking toward the water, so I stopped chasing and gathered his trail of stripped clothes. There were crabs everywhere, skittering in my peripheral vision, tiny curls of quicksand where they burrowed. He ran into the water and swells washed over him.
"Get in here!" he cried. My pain had returned and morphed into a diffuse throb in my pelvis, stretching awake now that we were out of the car.
I was in up to my ankles when Ruth came running from behind me, and teetered into the surf with a wild crashing and laughter, too recklessly, I worried, and she was too small, the white froth at her knees.
"Watch it, Mom!" Luke yelled. He was way out in the water, bobbing like a blond buoy. A wave was coming for her.
She was in up to her chest. It took me so long to run for her, through the water. I wrapped my arms around her waist and held tight. Her hands went up against the wall of the wave before it slammed down, pitching us apart. When I surfaced she was back in the shallows, still lipsticked, smiling loose and wide.
The beach house was crowded with aunts. They came at me with flabby arms to fold me into hugs. They had the pillowy busts of nurses. With her clothes slicked to her skin, Ruth looked like a little boy beside them, all ribs and hip bones and her tiny breasts. She flapped her collar, trying to hide the sheerness of her wet blouse. Jay squeezed her neck as though he were scruffing a kitten. My little mermaid, he called her. The aunts brought her a satin robe and she sat draped on the arm of the couch, her glass fogged by chilled white wine.
Ruth's sisters arranged that Luke and I sleep in separate beds. I stayed on the first floor, on a pullout couch in front of a television and video console. On the days it rained Luke's little cousins lay on my bed all afternoon. They left behind a dusting of sand, peeled sunburn, and chips that I'd shake from my sheet before sleeping.
Luke's bedroom was on the fourth floor. He swam in the ocean, or he tossed a Frisbee, dashing back and forth on the hot sand. He was a fast runner, and he tanned, and grew a patchy beard while I watched from the shore, achy and overwarm, my body shaded by an umbrella and wrapped in a towel. Ruth sat with me and watched the swimmers and the water.
Luke and I had sex once, in the outdoor shower while the aunts and cousins beat each other with bright foam noodles in the pool. The shower stall walls were made out of splintery compressed woodchips. It smelled the way my gerbil's cage used to smell. The water, from inside the sunning garden hose, was only warm for the first few moments. When I made a noise he put his hand over my mouth. Someone had left a hot water bottle full of sweet tea to brew on the edge of the bench inside the shower, and when I knocked the bench it flopped to the ground and wiggled there.
Lying on the couch reading with him end to end, I reached out and found his earlobe with my toes and held it. When I was little I used to thread my blanket between my toes so I could fall asleep.
We ate Cajun shrimps. Ruth sat across from me at the dinner table, picking apart her shrimp carefully while the rest of them got sauce all over their bibs.
The aunts cackled around us, stirring up bowls of different sour cream–based dips. A projector whirred overhead. Luke held me between his legs, and Jay took a picture. I still have that picture, his sunburned face next to my pallid face. Someone switched the lights off and a hazy old film began to play on the wall. The film was sped up, and the family was rushing around the campfire, storming into the lake, the teeter totter moving frantically up and down, and everywhere the aunts, as girls, in stripes and bobs, flashing smiles.
The movie was silent, but a chorus rose in the room each time a new girl stepped into the frame.
"That's me!" one aunt shrieked, and another said, "No, that's cousin Wanda, what an awful haircut. She was with us that summer. That's that yellow bathing suit, remember?" Wanda, her face a blur, dashed from the camera into the lake and dove under, but before she could surface the camera swung away. The older girls scattered and the little girls hammed into the lens, and in the distance was dark-haired, smudge-eyed Ruth in a pastel-green shirt worn as a dress. First she was leaning against the trunk of a tree with big leaves and later I caught her behind the crowded campfire, dipping plates from a white stack into a basin of water.
"Where's Ruth?" yelled the aunt who had mistaken herself for Wanda. "Ruth, do you see yourself?" But Ruth wasn't sitting on the couch where she had been. I didn't know where she had gone, and I didn't say anything about recognizing her because maybe it wasn't her after all, though I knew how she leaned into her hips and how her hair must have fallen then, limp and wavy, over one shoulder.
The film stuttered and the yellow tinge and quiet of the sixties clicked to a different reel with a downpour that sounded like a swarm of wasps. A man with a big red beard walked on-screen carrying a blond baby in a slicker, and the man was Jay, though his face was fatter, and the baby was Luke, probably two years old. Jay sat Luke on an inflatable raft inside a thin, swift stream of rainwater that ran through a flooded lawn. The baby laughed as the raft bounced on the water, away from the camera, and Ruth's voice off-screen said, "Please, don't hurt my baby, don't hurt my baby." Whoever was behind the camera had a low laugh that shook everything.
And then the scenes kept changing. In one there was cake, and dated poufs of hair in scrunchies, a woman with acid-washed jeans scooping ice cream. I realized I was going to be sick.
The upstairs hallway was carpeted and dark, and, away from the shrieking family, I could hear the waves coming in. Outside it was raining, harder and harder against the window. I put my hand to my mouth and bolted for the bathroom and there was Ruth, sloshing to cover herself in the tub.
"Oh my dear," she said as I retched. "Oh my dear heart."
The shrimp, I tried to say, but I couldn't. I breathed and breathed the green smell of her bath's steam. Ruth climbed from the tub to hold back my hair, her nails circling my shoulder blade. When I stood the knees of my jeans were wet. "Take my bathwater," she said, toweling. "While it's still hot."
The pain nested inside my pelvis, an unrelenting ache, throbbing and tunneling. When I got into the warm water it felt better.
"You going to make it?" Her cheeks were swollen and stippled red. She was an ugly crier, like me.
"Splash your face," she said. Her eyes were bright with mothering.
"I don't know why I didn't tell you before," I said between splashes. "I knew I had a UTI. But then it went away."
"Is there pain now?"
I nodded.
She sat on the edge of the tub, brushing off the sole of one foot and then the other before putting them in the water beside my legs. Scars webbed her knees and she caught me looking.
"When you're pregnant, your center of gravity keeps changing. I didn't know that, they don't tell you that, unless you're an athlete or something. I was working in the city, and the sidewalk between our apartment and my studio was uneven, and I tripped almost every day. All my tights had holes at the knees and Jay would dress my knees with Band-Aids. I was like an eight-year-old boy."
I pictured Ruth at my age, hurrying in a trench coat and French twist, scabs under her tights, the sidewalk invisible beneath the dome of her belly. It was a comfort to picture her.
I found Luke under the blankets on my pullout bed, and climbed in with him to tell him about the UTI. I could feel that he hadn't wiped the sand and crumbs from the sheet before getting under. He was sad, and he didn't know why.
"I'm sorry you're sick." He put his head on my stomach.
"You stay," Ruth said to Luke, as she bundled me in her scarf before we left for the hospital. It was ninety degrees out but my teeth chattered. "No offense, sweetie, but you'll get in the way." She kissed the top of his head.
Nothing went like it was supposed to. I was trying to be in love with Luke, but we were stranger and stranger, like the smoothly twirling top that begins to lurch and wobble in loose circles.
When the doctor saw me he said, "Are you sexually active?"
"Within the past week?"
"With the same partner?"
"Well, there was that one wild night," I said, and listened to my laugh trail off. "No, no, just the one partner." Maybe it was the fever that made me joke. The only other man on the vacation was Jay. Ruth's hands folded one way and then another, an arrangement in her lap. She had followed me from the waiting room without asking, and stayed quiet and small in the corner. I had thought maybe she would hold my hand.
The hospital rooms were overflowing, so after the doctor saw me they wheeled my gurney into the hall and Ruth trailed alongside, her arm linking my IV stand. My teeth were still chattering, and my whole body ached. They gave me antinausea medication and an IV of saline, which was cold as it flowed into my arm.
Somehow between the fever peaking, the doctor, and the gurney, I think, I'm not certain, that Ruth got drunk and sad. My hospital gown was open at the back. When I fell asleep, I turned onto my side, and woke in fear of the hallway's drifters spying my underpants with no Ruth to guard me. I didn't know where she'd gone. An old man with deflated nakedness under his gown shuffled past wailing, "Martha!" The IV leashing him tugged from his arm and he weaved untethered, trailing neat drops of blood into the hallway's crowd.
Far away down the hall was Ruth, tiny inside her tailored clothes, their crisp lines wilting in the heat, purse strap slipping from her shoulder, her hair wispy and undone. Compared to her I felt moonfaced, wide-palmed, a sturdy girl, and a plain one with plain sadness. The doctor was walking toward me, and he reached me before Ruth did. His drawl made him sound amused. His big, soft hand patted mine. He drawled slow, but Ruth moved slow, and he fit it all in before she could reach me. Click, a key turned inside me as he mouthed about the baby, dumbly obvious as he spoke it aloud, growing inside me. The kidney infection and the baby, and the one could hurt the other, but we caught it in time, he said, and it was so early in my pregnancy that the risk was very low with a course of antibiotics.
"Don't you worry. Your baby'll be just fine," he said, rushing elsewhere.
Ruth was so small in the breeze of her drunkenness. It swayed her.
"Can't keep secrets in this place," she said. Each syllable dragged. "I see big news all over your face. Let me up."
She climbed onto my gurney. I tried to rearrange my expression but it was no use, I felt it telling things to Ruth. In hindsight I was feverish, but I knew then that she was like a psychic, seeing it all, my bumps and hollows and innards and growths. I told her I was pregnant.
She curled against me. Her sigh was warm and wet, sharp-smelling. Her head was a nice weight on my shoulder.
"Luke had a twin who died," she said. "In utero. I was still pregnant with him for three more weeks, waiting for Luke to be born."
I smoothed her hair, trailing my IV cord.
"I spoke to my belly like that baby was still alive. I couldn't picture him gone inside me. I thought the sadness would kill me." Everyone was fast, wheeling around us. No time to stare, they had spills to mop. "But then my beautiful Luke was born."
A long time later she said, "Luke's a wonderful boy, but he's a baby. He's not at all ready to be a dad." It was advice, and I needed a woman's advice. She put her hand into her purse and worked it around in there for a minute, two minutes, fishing for lipstick. She drew the red bow of her mouth perfectly, but capped the lipstick without screwing it back down. "Fuck," she said. Our bodies made little noises on the sheath of tissue paper that lined the gurney.
I was supposed to crave pickles, and sauerkraut, and have the kind of husband who would pick up jars of these things at the corner store in the middle of the night, and stay up with me while I ate, rubbing my stomach with cool lotion. I was supposed to have long hair, and a wide, wise mouth, and to have read many more books, traveled, married with a flower garland and a backless silk dress, taught in tweed coats with elbow patches, spooned my husband and taken long baths with him, and I was supposed to have seen my own mother, frail and stooped, through many years of sickness with grace and patience, and be cauterized by the pain of losing her, and turned bright and still and steady inside, like a mother should be, and then I'd be a mother.
I've imagined Ruth and me together, in Maine, in a cabin by the bay. Ruth, pacing the floor in a painter's shirt, like the one I took from my grandmother's bureau after she died, long and pilled, stiff where the paint streaked. Ruth's smile, too wide, a baby bouncing on her shoulder. Her clear steady voice rings through my vision, guides the baby into sleep.
I left Florida the next day. I told Luke I was too sick to stay, and this was true. They had me on all kinds of antibiotics. Ruth hugged me at the airport and she didn't say anything, or look at me in any special kind of way, which made me wonder if it was possible she was so out of it at the hospital that she'd forgotten I was pregnant. Luke and I didn't make the effort to see each other again that summer. Whatever we had slipped away easily, just a summer fling. Luke phoned a couple times but I didn't return his calls, and I didn't go back to school in the fall. Rumor never got around to Luke as it might have if I lived in a town that was closer to our college, but I don't, and it didn't.
The three women I knew who killed themselves were all grandmothers.
The first, a ketchup heiress who lived in a yellow mansion with a wraparound porch. On warm nights her grandchildren slept outside in hammocks.
The second, a middle school Spanish teacher. She ate homemade granola for breakfast, coiled a braid around her head, fell in love late in life, and married in the entryway of her barn. She was bustling and red cheeked, always dancing.
And Ruth, with her lipstick and elegant tapered fingers and the scars on her knees, who walked into the water.
I stayed at home and lay in bed in the room above my parents' garage, waiting for my stomach to grow. It didn't for the longest time, and then it was enormous.
My center of gravity changed every day, and I fell on the way to the post office. My mom dressed my bloody knee.
All winter I lay on my back and watched the dead spider with her egg sack and her scrap of web blowing between the panes in the storm window, and in the spring her front legs began to squirm and my two gentle girls were born.
Anna Noyes is a recent graduate of the Iowa Writers' Workshop. Her fiction has appeared in Vice, A Public Space, and Guernica, among others. She has received the Aspen Words Emerging Writer Fellowship and the James Merrill House Fellowship, and has served as writer-in-residence at the Polli Talu Arts Center in Estonia. Goodnight, Beautiful Women received the 2013 Henfield Prize for Fiction. She was raised in Downeast Maine.
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Chris Watts Pleads Guilty To Murdering Pregnant Wife and 2 Daughters, Avoids Death Penalty
Chris Watts has pleaded guilty to murdering his pregnant wife and two young daughters in order to avoid a possible death sentence, prosecutors say.
Chris Watts' mug shot
Photo by: Weld County Sheriff's Office
Weld County Sheriff's Office
By: Catherine Townsend
Chris Watts
FREDERICK, CO — In another shocking twist in the case of a gruesome triple homicide that has gripped the nation, Chris Watts has pleaded guilty to murdering his pregnant wife and two young daughters.
The Colorado man made the plea in exchange for being spared a possible death sentence, according to People.
Shanann Watts and her two daughters [Provided]
Watts, 33, was arrested on August 15 and charged with murdering his wife Shan'ann Watts, 34, and their daughters, Bella, 4, and Celeste, 3.
Shan'ann was about 15 weeks pregnant with a son at the time of her murder. According to her family, she planned to name the baby Nico Lee.
Watts pleaded to nine charges in total: Five counts of first-degree murder, one count of unlawful termination of pregnancy, and three counts of tampering with a dead body.
He will be formally sentenced to life in prison without the possibility of parole on November 19, according to prosecutors.
According to the district attorney's office, the plea arrangement was reached with the consent of the victims' family.
Shan'ann and her daughers disappeared after she returned home from a business trip in the early hours of August 13. In the days that followed, Watts made a plea on television asking for their safe return, that many judged to be emotionless.
He first told police that his wife and daughters were at a friend's house. But investigators began to focus on Watts after they found multiple inconsistencies in his story.
They also discovered that he was having an affair with a coworker, according to an affidavit supporting his arrest that was unsealed in late August.
The day after they arrested Watts, the bodies of Shan'ann and the girls were found on an oil site owned by the company where he had been working.
Shan'ann was buried in a shallow grave and their daughters' bodies were hidden in nearby oil tanks, where they stayed for roughly four days, according to Watts' arrest affidavit and other court filings.
Watts later said that he killed Shan'ann after flying "into a rage." He claimed that after he told her that he wanted to separate, he saw her strangling one of their daughters on a baby monitor.
But in court on Tuesday, Weld County District Attorney Michael Rourke said that Watts' story was a lie.
"What I can tell you most affirmatively today, by what happened in the court room, is the spotlight that he tried to shine on Shan'ann falsely, incorrectly … has been corrected," Rourke said at a press conference. "The spotlight shines directly where it belongs: on him."
Rourke said that authorities have an as yet undisclosed "partial motive" in the triple murder.
Friends and family said that Shan'ann's family was her whole world – and that she considered her daughters "miracles" because she had health problems and had been unsure that she would ever have children.
According to sources quoted by People, Watts decided to take the plea deal after realizing that the evidence against him was "overwhelming."
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Gujarat Haj Application Form Qurrah 2019 Pilgrims, Ahmedabad Haj Quota 2019:- Last date is 22nd December 2018. The Gujarat Hajj Committee every year organized the Hajj Pilgrimage Application form. In this year 2019 the Gujarat State Hajj Committee will start soon the registration form through both mode like offline and online. Last year in this Gujarat Hajj Committee was received highest application form of Hajj Yatra.
The Application form was received 52,384 and the s original Haj quota for the Gujarat state was 3193 and the final quota for Gujarat State was 7044. In this year approx 60000 application form will received for the Hajj Yatra 2019.
In this Gujarat state total Muslim Population is 5,846,761. The Gujarat Haj Committee is only one of Haj Committee which receives maximum number of Haj registration form. The Committee is always complaining about the Haj quota for the Gujarat state. Now the Haj Committee of India will announce the Hajj Qurrah Result 2019 for lucky People. The Committee will also inform through SMS on your registered Mobile Number.
The Gujarat State Haj Application Form will start through online for all Muslim candidates. After available the registration form For Haj Pilgrimage of Mecca and Madina. Candidates will apply before the last date.
Gujarat Haj Flight Schedule 2019, Ahmedabad Hajj 1st Flight Date And Time:– The first Air India Haj flight from Delhi will depart to Madinah on July 14, 2019.
The Gujarat Haj Committee will soon release the Gujarat Haj Flight Schedule 2019 on main website of Gujarat State Haj Committee. The Haj Committee of India will be informing for those candidates who had applied the application form for Haj pilgrimage 2019. The Authority also Inform through the on Main website of Gujarat State Haj Committee of India and the committee will also send the Flight schedule through SMS on your resisted mobile number.
The Gujarat Haj pilgrimage 2019 flight Schedule will be starting on July 2018 to will continue on August 2019. The Flight wills departure From Ahmedabad International Airport to Jedda International Airport. The Haj Pilgrims will disembark in Jeddah. Commencement of Inbound Flight will start from Sep. 2019 Arafat day. Almost probably there would be many Haj flights for the Makka Madina.
Gujarat State Haj Committee will make sure to give special facilities on Ahmedabad International Airport by Ahmedabad District and Administration for transportation, cleanliness, electricity, stay, health, drinking water and security.
All selected Gujarat Haj pilgrims 2019 will be informed about their individual flight date on your registered mobile number and also send on your email address. Candidates will also see it on the official website by entering their cover number on website of Haj Committee of India.


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when I want to add a folder the browser takes me up to my drivers, c:\ and d:\. maybe I can set a music folder to look for music files. I haven't seen the option to set this !!!
when I choose garmin as a gps soft FI finishes configuring it and then just sits there with a white blanc screen !!! tried it 2 twice and twice I had to reboot !!!
And how do you change the car logo on the upper left corner?
check this thread to see if your cmd line is correct ,, you can see the cmd line from fi config "GPS"
when I press and hold I get the flash settings menu !!! I'm using Windows 8 and flash player 11. do I need something else !!! same goes for holding the volume up or dwn buttons !!
Then maybe the loading code needs to be changed to allow other things to happen like flash and screen updates.
no freezing with v3; I was on V2.
on the other hand I have no right click choice in my TS soft. I use a CarTFT screen. 8 inches.
The dropbox page for the v3 download appears to be empty. Is this by design?


NEW YORK: Roger Federer and Andy Murray coasted into the US Open fourth round Saturday as Canadian poster girl Eugenie Bouchard suffered a potentially tournament-ending head injury in a freak fall. Five-time champion and world number two Federer claimed a 6-3, 6-4, 6- 4 victory over Philipp Kohlschreiber, his 10th win in 10 meetings against the 29th-ranked German. Murray, seeded three and the New York champion in 2012, brushed aside Thomaz Bellucci of Brazil 6-3, 6-2, 7-5 for his 40th career win at the US Open.
Federer, 34, hoping to become the oldest champion since Ken Rosewall in 1970, will next face US 13th seed John Isner, who progressed after Czech opponent Jiri Vesely retired with a neck injury after dropping the first two sets. Federer has now reached the fourth round in New York for the 15th year as he looks to return to the final for the first time since 2009. "I won the big points today, I served well when I had to, even though it was up and down for both of us," said Federer, who will take a 4-1 career lead over Isner into their fourth-round clash. Murray had needed to rally from two sets down to see off France's Adrian Mannarino in the second round.
But despite falling a break down in the first set on Saturday, he eventually breezed to victory over the 30th-ranked, lefthanded Bellucci. Murray, who has advanced to the quarterfinals or better at his last 18 Grand Slams, next faces South Africa's 15th seed Kevin Anderson. Anderson has never gone beyond the fourth round at a major and trails Murray 4-1 in career meetings including two clashes this year. The big South African, boosted by a title on the hard courts of Winston Salem last weekend, made the last 16 with a 6-3, 7-6 (7/3), 7-6 (7/3) win over Austria's Dominic Thiem. "It was much slower conditions today which made it tough to serve but easier to return so there were a lot of long rallies," said Murray. "He got the early break but I got it back straightaway, used my variety and made it tough for him." Bouchard was facing a battle to make her scheduled last-16 clash with Italy's Roberto Vinci on Sunday after injuring her head in a fall in the women's locker room on Friday.
The 21-year-old Canadian withdrew from the women's and mixed doubles tournament on medical advice. Organisers had been due to update her status late Saturday but also scheduled Bouchard to play last on Louis Armstrong Stadium on Sunday to maximise her chances of taking part. Two-time runner-up Victoria Azarenka, the 20th seed, triumphed over 11th-seeded German Angelique Kerber in an Arthur Ashe Stadium thriller lasting almost three hours. Azarenka, whose season has been blighted by a left thigh injury, won 7-5, 2-6, 6-4 on a sixth match point having trailed 2-5 in the first set. The 26-year-old took her record over Kerber to 5-0 on the back of 51 winners to her opponent's 46 in a merciless contest of big-hitting. Both players saved a combined 26 break points before the Belarusian prevailed to set-up a last-16 clash with America's Varvara Lepchenko.


In February, students from across New Zealand were able to explore the Routeburn Track without leaving their classrooms.
The 'virtual field trip' was run by LEARNZ who, with the help of DOC staff and other experts, filmed the famous South Island walk over a three day period.
LEARNZ 'virtual field trips' are free for schools to enrol in. Essentially, they connect classroom students with experts out in the field, who act like the students are on site with them. This allows the kids to see and experience things as if they were there.
LEARNZ started in 1995 with the purpose of bringing Antarctic science research to New Zealand classrooms.
The concept grew and, since then, they've done a huge range of trips—from Codfish Island/Whenua Hou to Wellington.
Over 130 classes throughout New Zealand signed up for the Routeburn trip. That's an audience of nearly 4,000!
The trip was part of the education programme associated with the Virtual Great Walker competition run by DOC and Air New Zealand.
The purpose of the Routeburn trip was to: prepare students for what it means to do a Great Walk (from picking up your tickets to staying in a hut); introduce the wonderful species you can see along the way; and to show how DOC (and others) are looking after the track.
Normally, between one and six experts take part in a LEARNZ field trip. We were lucky enough to have two hut wardens involved, along with the energetic and ever enthusiastic Ruud Kleinpaste (Ruud is a lot of fun to go on a tramp with, particularly if you sneak out at night to go bug spotting!).
We extended the invite to local schools, and students from both Glenorchy and Te Anau assisted with the trip.
Students provided some of the expert advice; the kids from Te Anau are part of the Kids Restore the Kepler programme so were able to teach those watching how to set a trap and what pests may be seen on a Great Walk.
Glenorchy School ended the trip by showing us around their school and getting viewers to think about what they could do for conservation once the tramp ended.
There was also a quick visit to the Kiwi Birdlife Park to see the elusive whio and kea.
Done – 3 days and 20 videos later!
LEARNZ had never before filmed a multi-day tramping trip in the back country (far from internet access) but everyone agreed it was worthwhile.
Students experienced what it was like to walk in the rain with a rucksack—and the excitement of exploring in the forest and seeing a robin stop for a chat. What more could you ask for?
What an amazing teaching tool! Sounds like a lot of fun was had pulling the 'excursion' together… do you know how many students took part in the virtual field trip back in the classroom? What did they think of it??


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India 1:35mm exhibition's focus was on Travel Photography. This exhibition displayed 25 images on the City of Bombay [Mumbai] & portraits from the town of Jodhpur [Rajasthan]. Print sizes on display were 12″ x 18″ in size, matted & framed to a 24″ x 36″ frame. The exhibition was open to the public for the months of June & July 2005.
Sky series was a group gallery exhibition at the Jeras Tousignant Fine Art gallery in the Jackson Square district of San Francisco. Three of my images from the sky series were on display. Print sizes on display were 10″ x 10″ in size, matted & framed to a 14″ x 14″ frame. The exhibition was open to the public for the month of July 2005.
The retrospective show was a ground exhibition & five of Infrared images were on display. Print sizes on display were 12″ x 18″ in size, matted & framed to a 24″ x 36″ frame. The exhibition was open to the public for the months of December 2005.
Portraits was a group gallery exhibition at the Jeras Tousignant Fine Art gallery. Three of my images from the Portrait project were on display. Print sizes on display were 10″ x 14″ in size, matted & framed to a 14″ x 20″ frame. The exhibition was open to the public for the month of June 2006.
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A man will appear in crown court after being charged with attacking an 82-year-old man in Bristol city centre.
Richard Ford, of no fixed address, is due to appear in Bristol Crown Court on January 2, accused of the assault.
Ford, 38, will be attending court for a pre-trial preparation hearing before his trial begins.
Man who climbed M48 Severn Bridge to fly drone 'put their life at serious risk', say Highways England
The crime is said to have been committed on Silver Street on October 30 this year.
The Crown Courts have been closed over the Christmas holidays but we have been keeping up to date with cases which have been heard at Bristol Magistrates.
For the latests in these courts take a look at our live blog here.


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Stephen King's The Shining Is Now an Opera: Hear a Recording of the Entire Production (for a Limited Time)
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A quick update: Back in May, Colin Marshall told you about how The Shining–first a Stephen King novel, then a Stanley Kubrick film–was getting adapted into an opera. Fast forward six months, and you can now hear a complete recording of that production, thanks to Minnesota Public Radio. The MPR web site, where you can stream the recording through November 30, includes a scene-by-scene guide to the complete opera. You can also find the digital program for the opera here. Enjoy.
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Unfortunately, the webcast on June 12th, 2013 on aclEZ best practices in discovering, analyzing and resolving issues with your ACLs and ACL groups is over. The good news is that you can download the recording from here.
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Dr. Kirk Lewis Career & Technical High School
This flagship addition to the Pasadena Independent School District is a 270,501 square foot, state-of-the-art facility offering the best pre-professional curriculum in the region.
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A home for next generation learners
Dr. Kirk Lewis Career and Technical High School (CTHS) was designed for a new wave of future-forward "makers" and hands-on students. Sitting on a 27.5 -acre site, its cutting edge amenities have helped to instill a new sense of pride in community while promoting the dignity of hard work.
Each aspect of the school was designed to feel like a classroom in and of itself. The facility embraces the design principle of "Building as Teacher" with openly displayed operating systems so students can visualize and experience how the building operates. This means students in manufacturing, construction, and technology programs can learn from visible elements including air handling rooms, a glass elevator, and partially exposed ceilings that display the inner workings of HVAC, plumbing, electrical, and structural systems.
Lab and classroom designs were directly informed by the school's curriculums, created to support project-based learning through systems and equipment that encourage exploration. This was further expressed in the school graphics that celebrate the various programs offered. Flexible spaces throughout the building allow the school to function as both a passive and active multi-purpose center, highlighted by a scalable auditorium space with movable IDF glass walls and three-room partitions – allowing for easy conversion from theatre to eating area, or host space for any number of community events. Additionally, the furniture was carefully selected to enhance the flexibility of all the areas.
Classrooms, learning devices, and broader district networks are all interconnected through wiring dispersed from MDF and IDF rooms via open cable trays, as well as a wireless overlay with coverage across the entire facility. Faculty members can instantly display information and videos about their programs throughout the school, presented on one of 40 monitors in the corridors and collaborative areas, short throw projectors in classrooms, or on 16 large screen video display walls inside the lobby and dining areas.
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National Auto and Truck Museum welcomes IMOA
The National Auto and Truck Museum, in Auburn, Ind., will be one of the visits during the annual IMOA 2023 car show Sept. 6-9.
The museum's mission is to enrich lives and educate all generations through the acquisition and preservation of America's automobile and truck history with buildings, vehicles, artifacts and literature.
Memorial galleries throughout the museum pay tribute to past leaders, contributors and mentors.
More than 100,000 square feet of displays showcase fine examples of race cars, muscle cars from the 1960s and '70s, more than 100 trucks, antique motorcycles and bicycles and much more.
Special buildings include the 1948 Valentine Diner, a full-scale gas station and automobile shops.
Auburn was home to many horseless carriage and motorcar manufacturing companies. Auburn is where E. L. Cord chose to expand an automotive empire with Auburn and Cord automobile factories. As you stroll through the remaining production buildings of the Auburn Automobile Company, you can almost feel and hear the excitement of the designers and mechanics working to create some of the world's finest automobiles.
The Service and New Parts Building and the L-29 Cord Building were declared a National Historic Landmark in 2005. The original factory buildings that house The National Automotive and Truck Museum represent more than 130 years of transportation manufacturing.
The Service\Parts Building was built in 1923 and was used for test-driving automobiles, factory service and distribution of parts to distributors and dealers all over the world.
If a person lived near Auburn and wanted his automobile serviced at the factory, this would be done in the Service Building. When the 810-812 Cords were test driven and guaranteed to do over 100 mph., they were tuned, prepared and tested from the Service Building. Each car was provided with a plaque signed by race driver Ab Jenkins, indicating how fast the car had been driven at the factory.
The L29\Experimental Building was built in 1928-29 and was the first new building that E.L. Cord constructed after he assumed management of the company.
Intended for the assembly of the L29 Cord, the upper level of this building was actually used to prepare the L29s for shipment after they were assembled on the Auburn line. The lower level was used for experimental cars and the construction of prototypes. The first hundred 812 Cords were hand built on the lower level. Fred Duesenberg, Gordon Buehrig, Alan Leamy, Herb Snow and other prominent designers, engineers and builders used the lower level for their creations.
The L29 Cord was the first production front-wheel drive automobile in America. The 810-812 Cord was a revolutionary design that changed automotive history. It was the first car with unibody construction, concealed gas cap, disappearing headlights and many other innovations.
It is the mission of NATM to exhibit cars that have been built in the tradition of the Auburn Automobile Company. These include outstanding examples of postwar cars.
Trucks exhibited range from 1907 to modern concept trucks. We recognize the truck heritage of Auburn and its McIntyre Company, which built a full range of trucks from 1907 until about 1915.
Both buildings are also significant from an architectural standpoint. The Service Building is built with a lattice arch roof system that provides a 70-foot clear span using 2" x 6" lumber. The L29 Experimental Building features monitor windows that provide maximum natural light.
When the windows are open by pulling the chains, an early type of "air conditioner" results in that air is pulled from side windows up through the Monitor windows to provide fresh air and a slight breeze.
The Eckhart Building, located near the entrance of NATM, is where Eckhart buggies were made. As the Auburn Automobile Company evolved, the earliest cars were built in this building.
The transition from buggies to automobiles is interpreted in the Eckhart Building. This building originally sat on Seventh Street in Auburn, but was relocated here for preservation.


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As in other places, the statue has become a flashpoint for protesters who want Sam removed, silently or not. Spelling and UNC-CH Chancellor Carol Folt had jointly written to Gov. Roy Cooper, expressing security concerns and seeming to suggest that Sam ought to be moved.
Fetzer, Goolsby, et al., took umbrage that Spellings didn't ask them please before that letter was dropped in the mail.
Board members were also known to be miffed that Spellings wrote an op-ed column for the Washington Post urging President Trump to uphold DACA, the "Dreamers" exemption.
Then came a contentious board meeting, in which the new majority bloc put forward a number of resolutions, including reviewing the size of Spellings' staff, cutting tuition and moving the university president's office to Raleigh or the Research Triangle – any place, it seems, other than Chapel Hill, where it presently is.
May we humbly suggest this smacks of micromanaging and not very wise managing at that.
Tuition cuts are great, but as Republicans are wont to ask, how do you pay for them? This legislature isn't raising UNC appropriations any time soon, so the reduced tuition revenue would have to be met by slashing campus budgets.
Moving the university system's management out of Chapel Hill would be extremely expensive (as a few governors pointed out) and would serve no good purpose – other than sticking it to "Pinko Hill," as the late Jesse Helms used to call it.
Republicans who used to sit on the Board of Governors, like PPD founder Fred Eshelman of Wilmington, expounded conservative principles, but they worked with Democrats on the board and the administration to make the university system better.
These days, though, it seems cooperation and compromise are for weenies and snowflakes.
As Ronald Reagan used to say, this is no way to run a railroad. If the new governors don't want to get rid of Spellings, as they did Tom Ross, they should just sit back and let her do her job.


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Q: How do I display only a portion of a VARCHAR in SQL My query returns a list of email address of users from a database. However instead of displaying the full email address, I only want it to display the provider. eg hotmail.com gmail.com etc. What would I need to add?
Edit: Im using MYSQL Workbench

A: Something like:
substring(email from position('@' in email) + 1)

As defined by ANSI/ISO SQL:
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POSITION <left paren> <character value expression 1> IN <character value expression 2>
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Survival lessons from Squanto and the Pilgrims
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As we near the end of November, the excitement and preparations for Thanksgiving are kicking into high gear. Who doesn't enjoy sitting down around the table with loved ones and indulging in turkey, stuffing, gravy and green beans? It's the perfect time to express gratitude, engage in culinary traditions, and share new memories with family and friends alike.
However, beyond gratitude and familial bonding, there's a lot more to be learned from the history behind Thanksgiving. You may be thinking, "I already learned about the Pilgrims, Mayflower and Native Americans in elementary school—why should I revisit this particular lesson in history?"
If you understand the importance of preparedness, the story of Thanksgiving is a great example of what to do (and not do) when it comes to survival lessons in tough conditions. Consider for a moment that most of the Pilgrims, the first settlers of Plymouth Colony in Massachusetts, were city folk. They showed up in the New World extremely unprepared for what was to come. In fact, due to a brutal winter, disease and a rough crossing of the Atlantic, only half of the Mayflower's102 passengers survived the first winter in the United States.
Squanto, a member of a local indigenous Wampanoag confederation, had previously been kidnapped by an English sea captain and sold into slavery before escaping to London and returning to his homeland on an exploratory expedition. Because he spoke English, he was a key ally for the Pilgrims. If it hadn't been for Native Americans like Squanto imparting lessons for survival in their new land, the Plymouth Rock Pilgrims wouldn't have survived and flourished in the way they did.
As Dick Ropp, the chairman of the French Creek Living History Association puts it, "It's well documented that the first Europeans who settled in the New World could not have made it through the first few winters without the assistance and knowledge of American Indians."
Let's take it back to 1621 and cover four key survival lessons that the Native Americans taught the Pilgrims regarding how to prepare for the winter season, colder temperatures, etc.
#1 Exchanging Resources
An "every man for himself" mindset didn't do Pilgrims much good in those days. Arriving unprepared for the cold winter meant they lacked the resources and knowledge for survival—and the consequences were fatal.
One of the things that Squanto did for the Pilgrims was arrange meetings and broker alliances with surrounding Native American tribes. This allowed the Pilgrims to engage in a trading system with the local tribes, exchanging European-manufactured goods such as guns, metal cooking utensils, and cloth for food and other necessary supplies.
This barter and trade system was beneficial for both sides. The Wampanoags were looking to build up their strength against rival tribes such as the Pequot and Narragansett—and needed the weapons and resources to do so.
#2 Using Multipurpose Items
In addition to sharing resources, the Pilgrims learned to be resourceful and find various uses for the same item. As the story goes, the Pilgrims were originally going to take two boats over to America. But, due to an issue with one of the boats, they had to quickly retrofit the Mayflower for passengers. Unfortunately, this meant they were forced to leave a lot of their cargo and supplies behind.
Because they were limited on supplies upon arrival to America, they were forced to be inventive. For example, they used a printing press to undergird a beam in the Mayflower, when rough seas caused it to crack. And because there weren't initially enough homes built on the land to house everyone through the winter, some families lived aboard the Mayflower while preparing additional houses on the shore.
Their houses on the shore were constructed from whatever resources could be found—for example, the wood from trees in surrounding forests.
#3 Planting Life-Sustaining Crops
Many Pilgrims perished during their first winter due to poor nutrition and lack of knowledge of how to grow their own food. The local Native American tribes that had lived in the area for over 10,000 years, such as the Wampanoag and Pokanokets, understood the native crops and knew how to cultivate and harvest them. Once a connection was established with these tribes, the Pilgrims were able to gain important survival lessons when it came to growing crops in the local area. Life-sustaining crops such as corn were commonplace and kept people healthy and strong during the winter months. It's no wonder cornbread has become a staple Thanksgiving feast food!
Pilgrim house-gardens likely included crops such as onions, leeks, sorrel, yarrow, lettuce, carrots, radishes, currants, liverwort, watercress and others. Additionally, the Pilgrims learned how to extract sap from maple trees and gather ground nuts, acorns, walnuts, chestnuts, squashes, beans, fruits and berries.
The Native Americans also taught them what not to eat—such as which plants were poisonous and couldn't be ingested. The Pilgrims probably wished they had some Wild Edible Playing Cards available back then!
Understanding how to plant and harvest your own life-sustaining crops, whether they be in your garden, on your roof (maybe an Urban Garden), or in your house, is a worthwhile survival lesson to begin practicing now.
#4 Hunting and Fishing
Aside from growing produce, the Pilgrims also learned where and how to fish and hunt from the local Native American tribes. Understanding trapping techniques and animal movement patterns is key in knowing how to hunt successfully—and the Native Americans had been doing this for centuries.
According to an account recorded by Pilgrim Edward Winslow, people hunted deer, fowl and wild turkeys—which they stored and served at the first Thanksgiving feast.
They also learned to catch fish such as cod and bass and other seafood such as clams, mussels, lobster and eel. These foods provided important nutrients and nourishment needed to get the Pilgrims through the harsh winter conditions.
Thanks to the lessons in survival from the Native Americans, the Pilgrims of Plymouth Rock went on to defeat the odds and establish the second successful English colony in the Americas.
Even though you may not be a pilgrim setting out to create a colony, there are certain situations in life that call for the application of these key survival lessons. Taking the time to learn them now will mean the difference between struggling and coasting through difficult times.
This article originally appeared on MyPatriotSupply.com.


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Books to Coo About: All Shook Up! + Who's There?
bold. unexpected. and totally fun. these new books by alain crozon will excite kids and parents alike. i adore the interactive illustrations and the sing-song-y texts.
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