What is the Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander Service Planning Working Group?
The Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander Service Planning Working Group (ATSISPWG) is a specialist sub-forum of the Queensland Legal Assistance Forum (QLAF).
The purpose of the working group is to promote cooperation and collaboration between legal assistance service providers and non-legal services, including social, community and health services working with Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander people.
The ATSISPWG considers service planning and best practice in service delivery to maximise the reach of legal assistance services available to Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander people across Queensland.
Who participates in the Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander Service Planning Working Group?
The ATSISWPG may include representatives nominated by QLAF members who respond to the legal needs of Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander people, including non-legal services.
Individual members of peak representative bodies who are nominated to join the working group will represent the views of the peak on a strategic basis.
Specialists or experts may be invited to attend and members can nominate proxies to attend on their behalf.
Promote cooperation and collaboration within legal assistance service providers and other non-legal services working with Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander people.
legal assistance services are accessible and endeavour to provide culturally appropriate services.
Lead discussions around systemic change and advocacy between legal assistance service providers working with Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander people.
Identify, progress and implement priority initiatives and maintain flexibility to address new initiatives as these are identified.
Advise the QLAF on issues relevant to the provision of legal services to Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander people.
The working group will meet at least four times a year. The CEO, Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islanders Legal Service, is the Chair and secretariat support is provided by the QLAF Project Officer. Information about meetings, including agendas, will be distributed at least one week in advance where possible.
Community Legal Centres Queensland is the state based peak body representing Community Legal Centres (CLCs) in Queensland.


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By Suhana Ab
SELINA LOW Melbourne, Australia
Selina Low first moved to Melbourne in 1997 to further her tertiary education, first at Taylor's College and then RMIT University. After completing her Bachelor's Degree in Graphic Design, the eldest child of Richard and Lilian Low worked full-time at an advertising agency. Living in the heart of the city, she came to know the Melbourne CBD inside out; on weekends, the intrepid explorer organised day trips to discover the Victoria countryside. She met her husband Kevin Law in Melbourne in 2004, where they also got married and now raise their two children, Samuel and Sophie.
A popular attraction to check out…is the Twelve Apostles (Port Campbell National Park). This rock formation is very popular with visitors. Over time, many of the rock structures have eroded due to natural elements, so it is best to view them sooner than later. The four-hour drive from Melbourne along the renowned Great Ocean Road is very scenic.
Markets in Melbourne…are good for reasonably priced fresh produce. Queen Victoria Market (at the corner of Victoria Street and Elizabeth Street) is a favourite with locals. Go there for freshly shucked oysters. They shuck each oyster in front of you — you can't get any fresher than that!
My favourite place of interest…is Yarra Valley, Victoria's wine-producing region. There are several award-winning wineries here; consider joining a winery tour. Spend a lazy afternoon at one of the wineries and enjoy a long lunch. My friends and I had a seven-course degustation menu at De Bortoli (Pinnacle Lane, Dixons Creek). It was a brilliant afternoon.
Australian food…is hard to define especially in Melbourne, as it is such a multicultural city and a true melting pot of flavours. There are some restaurants that serve "modern Australian" food. Try No. 8 by John Lawson (8 Whiteman Street, Southbank), Cutler & Co. (55-57 Gertrude Street, Fitzroy) and Attica (74 Glen Eira Road, Ripponlea). End your meal with a cup of artisanal coffee. Melbourne is Australia's coffee capital — check out the java joints along its laneways (such as Ora, Brunetti and Three Bags Full) and you'll see why!
The best place to people-watch…is Melbourne City or the South Bank. There are always interesting street performers and people around.
Trying kangaroo meat…is not something I would recommend. It is game meat and hence difficult to get cooked right. The only time I tried one was at De Bortoli, and I found it tasted like a piece of tough steak.
Good gifts from Melbourne…are coffee, wine, cheese, fresh fruit, nougat and Ugg boots.
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Ground speed must be slow enough to allow the air-stream to completely replace the air in the canopy. Driving too slowly prolongs the operation and blows spray through the canopy, missing the target and increasing wastage.
In a 2010 survey of airblast sprayer operators in Ontario, the average ground speed was about 5 km/h (~3.1 mph). Responses spanned from 3 km/h to 7.5 km/h.
Measure out a distance of 50.0 m and mark the start and finish positions with wire marker flags. The course should be level.
Fill the sprayer tank half full of clean water.
Select the gear and engine speed in which you intend to spray. Be sure the fan is going without discharging spray. If the PTO isn't running, it could induce errors.
Bring the sprayer up to speed for a running start and begin timing as the front wheel passes the first flag (Easier when there are two people).
Stop the timer as the front wheel passes the second flag.
Stay out of any ruts and run the course two more times.
Determine the average time for the three runs (see example).
Spray penetration trials in apple canopies. You might notice there is no tractor cab and the operator isn't wearing PPE. We were spraying water from a clean sprayer.
Sprayer operators are always pressed for time and a common practice is to drive faster to complete the job more quickly. Studies have shown that it takes time for spray-laden air to displace the air in the plant canopy. Therefore, lead-footed airblast sprayer operators have been told that slower ground speeds generally improve spray penetration and deposition.
Notice that the slower ground speed (solid lines) deposited more drops per cm2 than the faster ground speed (broken lines).
Perhaps it's the human condition that operators need to see it to believe it, even if the experiment has been repeated many times in many other places. "Sure, that may be true in Michigan, but this is Ontario!" And so, here are the results of some quick demonstration trials performed in Ontario with a 3-pt hitch GB airblast sprayer in an apple orchard.
The operator changed nozzle rates to spray the same volume at 2.5 km/h as at 5.5 km/h, spraying from one side of the canopy in light wind. Water-sensitive paper was evenly distributed along the widest part of the canopy, facing the sprayer. The percent of each paper covered (percent) and the droplet density (drops per cm2) was recorded for each position. The result: the slower the ground speed, the more drops penetrated the canopy.
No matter where you live, canopy penetration depends on canopy density, canopy width, ground speed, wind conditions, and the air speed/volume from the sprayer. That's a lot of factors. Fortunately, their collective influence can be seen using a few 25 cm lengths of flagging tape on the far side of the target canopy. If they flutter as you drive by, great! If they don't move, or stand straight out, something may be wrong.
Many of today's sprayers have gear boxes on their fans to lower the air speed and volume for early season applications or for smaller crops. If you've never tried to shift the gear before, you may encounter resistance. P. Splinter, Ontario, used a lot of WD-40 and a creative position to gain leverage.


Last week I received this amazing care package from Keen Canada, which among a handful of awesome gifts, included a stylish pair of Persol sunglasses and a brand new pair of their Citizen Keen boots. As I mentioned on Instagram, second only to my camera, a good pair of boots makes all the difference when I'm out on a travel shoot.
Keen Canada reached out to me back in the summer, but I had no idea they would be sending me such a generous gift. Enclosed in a beautiful wooden box, and in addition to the boots and sunglasses, the package also included a personalized note, leather journal, Byrd pomades, a travel thermos, and a slim metal wallet.
Excuse the shout out, but I felt Keen Canada really deserved this one. I was impressed with the care and attention to detail that went into putting this together. I just wanted to make it clear that it didn't go unnoticed. So, thanks very much to Keen! You're bound to notice these boots popping up in a few of my familiar "foot shots" in some future travel adventures.


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(Prompted by this question) The organic tag has no definition here yet.
What definition can we come up with?
If there are no legal definitions, labeling something organic can just be greenwashing. So any restrictions on the way this term is allowed to be used (labeling, packaging) could be a good starting point.
This is an international site.
Organic is a label placed on food products and clothing that are produced according to organic farming principles. The exact meaning of organic differs per country and/or certification-scheme, but usually it means produced without the use of artificial fertilizers and artifical pesticides, and with ecological balance, animal welfare and biodiversity in mind.
In the tag wiki we can provide a short list of the larger and more common schemes such as Europe's biological/organic scheme and USDA. Perhaps we can even add something about the main differences between them.


Opa! When we heard we were designing the wedding flowers for Nevena and Cole's Greek wedding we knew we were in for a party!
Ranunculus, roses and peonies are always a good idea! Especially when they are hand tied into a bohemian style bridal bouquet. And what kind of a Greek wedding would it be without olive branches? Olive branches adorned the head table, guest tables and there were even a few springs in Nevena's bouquet.
When you think "Greek Wedding" visions of ouzo and dancing come to mind…and we're happy to report that Nevena and Cole didn't disappoint!
Credit goes to Jesse Rashotte Photography for these beautiful images of Nevena and Cole's Wedding day.


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Prose Discourse: Short Story|J.D. Scrimgeour|"Say 'Hi' to Your Dad"
By Jeff Streeby•March 11, 2020•In Fiction, Short Story (to 10,000 words), Traditional, LITERARY ARTS•0 Comments
J.D. Scrimgeour
Say Hi to Your Dad
Wes's game has been canceled. It's been grey all day, and it rained hard for an hour in the afternoon. A fog covers the North Shore. Driving over the bridge into Salem on his way home, Ted can't even see the water.
Cancellations are the worst thing about being a coach. It was so much easier back when he coached Wes's Little League team, when the league posted cancellations on its website. The city's Babe Ruth League, for 13-15 year olds, is more casual, less organized. Now he has to text parents, consult with the other coach to reschedule, and then text everyone again with the new date for the game. And a cancellation raises tension with his ex, Kayla, about the boys. If Ted wants to reschedule the game for this weekend, he'll first have to make sure Kayla doesn't have plans for Billy and Wes, that she'll let Wes free for a couple hours.
Once he gets home, he texts her, but she doesn't respond, so he spends the next two hours scrolling through Facebook, listening to the rain dribble through the gutters, looking up at ESPN every now and then to watch a highlight that he already saw the night before. And then he follows a link to a local article and learns about Jay Stark—that he died two months ago—and he feels bile burn his throat.
It is too late. Too late to go to the funeral, too late to take back that moment after the Salem-Marblehead freshman game, the lost look on Sammy's face when Ted said, "Say 'hi' to your dad." How Sammy just nodded.
Three weeks ago, Ted went straight from work to watch Salem High's freshman team play Marblehead. When he arrived in the fifth inning, he heard from another dad that Billy, Ted's older son, had been playing well, turning two double plays and lacing a single. Salem was up by a lot, and Ted saw Billy get his second hit, a line drive up the middle, which added to the rout. It was always nice to beat Marblehead. All their players spent thousands of dollars every summer to play AAU and get private coaching. Still, Ted had a soft spot for Jay's son, Sammy, and when he recognized him walking back to the Marblehead bus, he called out to him. "You remember me, right?" Ted said, "I used to have more hair. I'm starting to look like your dad."
"Yeah," Sammy said, but he didn't say much else, and he didn't come over to talk. His blond hair had gotten curly, and his nose seemed more prominent. His face was between boy and man. Say 'hi' to your dad.
Sammy nodded, then got on the bus.
In the car, Ted told Billy that he'd seen Sammy. "Remember Jay Stark's kid, the guys we used to play with?"
"Oh yeah," Billy said. "Did you see the first double play?"
"No, I got there in the 5th. What happened?"
"It was to my left. A hard shot. One bounce. I got it and did a 180 and threw it to Ricardo. And he gunned it to first."
"Sounds sweet. Maybe I'll see the replay on Sportscenter."
Billy grinned. "Maybe I'll see you on The Bachelor."
"I don't have time for celebrity. I've got a baseball team to coach."
Ted turned onto Warren Street, Kayla's street.
"Tell Wes I'll pick him up after school tomorrow and we'll grab some food before his game. You want to come with us?"
"Then we'll pick you up when the game is over. Tell your mom."
Billy nodded. Your mom. Ted wondered when he had stopped calling Kayla just "Mom."
What had they been talking about? Sammy and Jay.
"That Sammy used to be a good player. Did you notice where he played? What position?"
Ted pulled over in front of Kayla's condo.
"You remember him, though?"
"Yeah, but I didn't recognize him."
Billy opened his door.
Ted wanted to say more. He thought of how overjoyed Billy and Wes used to be when he'd drive them over to Marblehead on a Sunday morning, how they would leap from his car and rush to the field, leaving him to carry their bats and water bottles. Jay would be there with his two boys, Sammy and Gregory, who were the same ages as Billy and Wes. "The Say-Hey Kid!" Jay would call out as Ted came onto the field, "What's the news from Salem?"
But Ted said nothing, just popped the trunk, and Billy grabbed his bag and set off around the corner of the building. Kayla liked the boys to leave their cleats on the back porch. Ted pulled away.
One September Sunday five years ago, a year after the divorce, the boys wanted to take some swings and ground balls, but when Ted drove them to Forest River Park, they were digging up the field to put in a new drainage system, so Ted drove them the extra five minutes to Marblehead.
Ted always smiled when the bumpy, potholed Salem road changed abruptly to smooth asphalt when he crossed the Marblehead line. No wonder his shocks always needed replacing. Salem beat up its cars, and its cars weren't Marblehead cars to begin with.
Marblehead and Salem were both on the ocean, but they were two separate worlds. Marblehead was rich and nearly all white. When Ted was in high school, Marblehead got itself put in the different half of the conference, so it only had to play schools like Salem once a year. Salem High had been mostly white back then, not Spanish High, like the kids call it now, but Marbleheaders had still looked down on them. One time in the state tournament, Ted had pitched against Marblehead. He struck out 10 guys and Salem won easily. That night, half the team snuck into Marblehead High and took dumps on the table in the cafeteria. Even now, when he bumps into one of those guys at the mall, they'll joke about it: "Excuse me, I need to go to the Marblehead."
That morning, at the Marblehead park, Ted and the boys threw the ball around, loosening up, and then Ted lugged his bag of balls to the mound, Wes put on a helmet and grabbed his bat, and Billy jogged out to shallow left-center to chase down Wes's hits. Soon after they started, a father and son appeared, then several more boys and a few more dads. They all were ready for baseball, with hats, gloves, and cleats, but they wore shorts and t-shirts, like Ted and his boys. It didn't seem like a team practice.
"Ballhunt," Ted called out after Wes had hit through the bag of balls, and they began gathering them. They called this collecting "ballhunt," and, when the boys were younger, they would pretend to be predators, scooting around the field and pouncing on any ball nesting – oh so innocent – in the lush grass. Now the name remained, though the game had stopped. Billy, at least, would have been embarrassed to do it with those other boys looking on.
Ted walked toward the dugout. Three balls that Wes had fouled off lay up against the fence in the scrim of dirt between dugout and grass ellipsis in the morning sun.
"Hi," said a man who had stepped through the gate onto the field. He was 40 something, stocky, short. He wore black knit shorts, like a soccer ref, a royal blue shirt with a big Chicago Cubs icon, and he had a Cubs cap on his nearly bald head.
"Hi," said Ted.
"This field is reserved for 10:00," the man said, "Sorry."
"Oh," said Ted. He looked over at the group amassed at the fence, about 10 boys of various ages and four or five adults—all guys. They were all white, mostly blond. Marbleheaders. This wasn't a Little League team, though. The kids were different ages, and they weren't wearing baseball pants. Was it some family reunion? A sports picnic party?
"Oh sure," said Ted, "No problem."
"Take your time," said the man. "We're not in a rush."
Ted gathered the balls in his glove like a heap of small boulders and, holding them against his chest, made his way out to the mound. Billy and Wes were already there, trying to toss balls into the ball bag from a few feet away.
"Curry for three," Wes said.
"Guys, let's load up the bag. We can't stay. The field's taken."
Billy looked over at the people at the fence. "Who are they?"
"Some Marblehead program, I guess." The boys quit shooting the balls and quickly filled the bag.
"We could give Billy one round," said Ted.
"No," said Wes.
"Wes, you had a turn. Billy should get one, too."
"That's okay," said Billy, looking over at those waiting, then looking sadly into the outfield. Ted sensed with aching clarity what Billy was feeling: it was such a stunning day, a mix of sun and clouds, warm, but not too warm, with a little breeze, the air fresh, dry. He wanted to be outside, to play somewhere.
"Maybe we'll go to the beach," Ted said. Moments like this were when he regretted the divorce the most. Kayla had always been able to come up with things for them to do on the weekends. She'd bring the boys with her to swim in some girlfriend's pool, or she'd pack a cooler and get them all down to Winter Island, where Ted would drink beers and then, pleasantly, lightly buzzed, would horse around with the boys in the gentle waves. Sometimes, they'd even venture out of Salem: blueberry picking at Brooksby Farm, or the Children's Museum in Boston. Now, Ted never seemed to come up with things to do when his weekends with the kids rolled around. If they went anywhere, it was to a field, or, in winter, a gym. But when it was just the three of them, it could get boring – for all of them. Then in the afternoon he'd take them to Salem Beer Works for a burger and fries and watch the Red Sox on the big screens until the boys said they wanted to go home.
Home. It was still home, even though Kayla didn't live there, and the boys only lived there half the time. Ted didn't want to leave the field and spend the day in his living room watching the Pats or the Sox while his kids played video games in their bedroom.
The three gathered the rest of their equipment as the kids and dads flooded onto the field. Fathers playing catch with sons. Ted watched the guy in the Cubs shirt tossing the ball with a boy he assumed was his son, a kid about Billy's age.
"Just a minute," he said to his boys. He walked up beside the Cubs shirt.
"Hey, I'm just curious. What is this? Some team practice?"
The man caught his son's ball and flipped it back to him. It wasn't particularly graceful. "Oh, no. This is just some kids who want to play baseball."
"From Marblehead."
"Yep. Are you from Marblehead?"
"Salem." Ted looked out at everyone playing catch. "I think my boys would like to play. Could they?"
The man looked over at Wes and Billy, who were watching the kids warm up.
"Sure," he said. " How old's the little guy?"
"Seven."
"He might be kind of young, but sure. My boy, Gregory, over there with the white cap, just turned eight. And there's one or two others his age."
The man pointed to the boy he was playing catch with. "That's Sammy. He's mine, too. I'm Jay…"
And so, for the next two years, the boys spent most Sunday mornings from August until Thanksgiving in Marblehead, playing a joyous game of pick-up baseball. Even on their weekends with Kayla, Ted would swing by on Sunday mornings and bring them. It wasn't like he was doing anything else.
Jay, in his blue Cubs cap, always pitched. He'd toss the ball slowly, so everyone would hit. They didn't bother with a catcher. A dad stood against the backstop and scooped up the pitches. For several innings they wouldn't keep score, and then, for the last hour, they would. All the kids, even the young ones, knew the game, all of them could swing a bat and understood rules like tagging up.
The kids were friendly enough to each other, although they liked baseball more than socializing. They noted each other's bats and gloves, they practiced celebrating like the pros after a great catch or clutch hit, jumping and bumping chests. Ted imagined the future, when they were all in high school, some playing for Marblehead, some at the local private schools, his boys at Salem High. They'd play each other, shake hands and reminisce before the games.
The dads who weren't catching either sat in the shade of the dugout or stood in the outfield, filling in gaps where there weren't enough kids. One time Ted was out there and made a nice over-the-shoulder catch on a deep line drive by Jay's youngest, Gregory. Ted saw Jay deflate a little and immediately felt bad. It had been a hell of a rip for an eight year old. When Ted tried to apologize to Jay after the inning, Jay just laughed. "That was a great catch. Willie Mays would have been proud." After that, Jay started calling Ted, "the Say-Hey Kid."
The dads didn't talk too much about their lives, but he sensed they were different than his. They had jobs that let them afford Marblehead, jobs that always were taking them out of town. One talked of going to a Mariners game on a trip to Seattle, another went snorkeling off the California coast. Ted's own job at the Department of Motor Vehicles had taken him to Danvers, one town over.
Ted really liked Jay, though. He was always nice to Ted's boys, always praising them, asking them about their seasons. When the Marblehead kids, who could get bossy, wouldn't alternate positions, Jay made sure that Billy and Wes got their turns in the infield.
Sometimes, even after Billy had started middle school and they stopped going to the Sunday games, Ted would be sitting out on his front porch, having a beer in the late afternoon, and a car would slow on the street and he'd hear "Say-Hey!" from the open window. Usually, Jay would honk and keep going down the street, but sometimes he'd pull over and they'd catch up – what the boys were up to, why the Red Sox were losing. Even after his boys got too old, Jay still showed up at the park and ran the pick-up game for the town's kids. He'd tell Ted to come by – "we always need outfielders," he'd say.
Part of Ted wanted to say "Sure," to go help out. His life was narrowing. His boys did less and less with him. He felt too young to just sit on his porch watching cars pass. Still, did he really want to wake up on Sunday mornings and play baseball with nine year olds? "Nah," he'd say, "I'm good right here."
And now he has Jay's death, which he only learned about because some baseball dad has written a tribute for the Marblehead Reporter that pops up on Facebook. Jay had died in late March, about a month before Ted had seen Sammy. Now it was mid-May. Say hi to your dad.
It's a wet Friday evening. Kayla, who still hasn't texted back, has the boys. He's promised his neighbors that he will help stain their new porch, but other than that, he has no plans for the weekend. He takes his chicken alfredo TV dinner and two beers out to the front porch and sits at the little table he and Kayla picked out together at Walmart back when they bought the house. The table was as old as Wes. Ted remembers Kayla carrying Wes in a snuggles – is that what those things were called? – through the aisles while he wheeled the shopping cart awkwardly loaded with the boxed table set, Billy skipping ahead of them. And then how Wes started crying while they waited in line to pay, and Kayla took him to the car to nurse.
A car roars down the street. Too fast, thinks Ted. For a moment, he imagines hurling his beer at them, or at the next car that zooms by without considering that people live there.
Right there, in the street some 25 years ago, the husband of the old Italian widow across the street was shot dead. He'd been philandering and his brother-in-law accosted him as he returned late one evening. Ted and Kayla had both known the daughter; they were all in the same class in high school. She left school and didn't come back until after Christmas break. Twelve years later, when Ted and Kayla bought the house, they talked about the story, joked about whether the neighborhood was haunted, if that was why they got such a good deal.
Their own break-up had been so tame. A few years of not speaking much, then six months of bickering, and then she moved out.
It's too late. Jay had been jogging. He had a heart attack. Ted imagines Jay, his tight referee shorts, his t-shirt just beginning to V with sweat, starting up an incline and stumbling, falling to the side of the road. He thinks of Jay's face, how it must have tightened with incomprehensible pain, the shock, and then the eyes glazing over.
Two summers ago, Ted was coaching in his last year of Little League, and they were playing for the city championship, the final game. Wes was pitching, and he was cruising, but so was the other pitcher, and in the bottom of the sixth the score was tied, 0-0. There was a runner on second with two outs when some big kid came to the plate who Wes had struck out easily earlier. The kid had trouble with the fastball, and Wes had a good one. Wes's best pitch, though, was a nasty change up that dropped half a foot. Ted called for the change up, Wes threw it, and it didn't drop. The kid whacked it off the fence and the guy on second came around to score. Just like that, the game was over, Wes's season, and Little League career, were over. Ted was proud of how Wes just watched the play, then walked off the mound and went through the line shaking hands. No tears.
Ted himself could barely hold back tears talking to the team afterward. They had come so close! Before the game, he kept thinking of Jay's description of Sammy's team winning the Marblehead championship. "We ran the table," Jay had said, and described the kids acting just like the pros when it was over, piling deliriously into a heap in the infield grass, taking a victory lap around the field and waving to the parents. Ted had wanted to give Wes, and the rest of the boys on his team, that joy. Joy could be hard to come by.
In the weeks and months after the loss, and even now, two years later, when he replays the game in his head, some feeling kicks in before logic, and he thinks that he can just go back and fix that last inning, that he'll call fastball instead of changeup, and they will win the game. The game exists unfinished, as if what really happened was simply visualized, and, in real life, Ted can avoid the mistake he made, and the actual game will be played tomorrow, whenever tomorrow is. He can have a do-over. The game is going to start, the lights will kick on in the second inning as dusk comes in from the ocean, and Wes won't throw that hanging change up.
All this swirl of promise and hope before he realizes that there is no going back, the ball flies off the bat and rattles the fence, the other team's runner steps into a mob of ecstatic teammates at home plate, and he and Wes won't ever win a Little League championship. It is too late.
The chicken alfredo tastes the same as always, but tonight Ted isn't enjoying it. How many of these has he eaten in his life already? He knows what it tastes like too well. He puts down his fork, pushes his plate away from him, and takes a swig of beer.
The fact of Jay's death feels like something in his house, something useless, something no one else wants, like the boys' old bats from little league that he keeps in a laundry basket in the basement. Over their several seasons, they had gotten dented. They'd been used so much, they were dead. The ball didn't pop off them anymore. By the end, when the boys hit with them, they made a hollow sound, not a sharp ping. Not even the poor Dominican kids in Salem would want those bats now. Why hasn't he thrown them out?
Ted finishes his first beer and stands up. He collects the plate with the lukewarm dinner and the other, unopened bottle, and heads back inside. He drops his plate on the counter, grabs his car keys, and walks out the door. He's going to the Marblehead field.
The mist has thinned, but the air still feels damp. In his car he twists off the cap to the second beer, takes a drink and puts it in the cup holder. He clicks the radio on. Best of the 70s, 80s and 90s.
"Taking Care of Business" screams at him. He turns the radio off and drives in silence. Past that dive, The Tin Whistle, where he and his friends would go after high school, past the Eastern Bank and the college and its fancy new dorms. Ted went there for a year, but when he got cut from the baseball team, he lost interest.
He turns on Raymond Road, the shortcut to Marblehead, and a memory rises in his mind.
One Sunday morning that first year, Wes got caught in a rundown between third and home, and in the middle of the frantic scramble, Jay accidentally lobbed the ball into Wes's back as he was diving toward third. The toss had been very slow, but Wes immediately let out a wail. And he kept wailing. And wailing – "I want to go home! It hurts so bad!"
The dads and kids just stood around, waiting to resume the game, puzzled at Wes's sobs. Jay kept apologizing, "I couldn't have thrown it slower," he said. Ted had felt embarrassed – for himself, for Wes. It was clear to Ted that Wes had gotten overexcited in the drama of the rundown, but he didn't want to just say that. It would have only made Wes scream more.
So he picked Wes up and carried him over to the bleachers. Ted remembers how, for a second, Wes's cleat had caught in the pocket of Ted's shorts, and he had wailed even louder. Billy looked over anxiously, and Ted made a calming gesture with his hand, letting him know it would be okay. It was awkward, sitting on the bleachers with Wes as he continued to sob, and Ted tried not to get angry. Now, as his car crosses the Marblehead line, Ted feels glad he had that moment, as unpleasant as it was, the feeling of his arm around his shuddering son.
Ted tries to recall the last time he put his arm around Wes. Was it a couple years ago, when Wes graduated from elementary school? And what about Billy, who is nearly Ted's height now? Ted can't remember.
The park is empty. Ted pulls into the lot and parks facing the field. He puts his seat back and grabs the beer. But when he clutches it and feels the condensation, he decides he doesn't want it. Why drink it just because that's what he planned to do? He opens the car door and walks through the dark to the trash barrel. He thinks about pouring the beer out on the ground, but he doesn't want to leave the scent for kids to smell the next day. He places the full bottle in the trash carefully and walks back.
He doesn't want to drink. He wants to … to what? To say something. But there is no one in the park. And no one, he thinks, outside of the park either. Billy and Wes won't care about Jay. And the dads of Marblehead who still bring their kids on Sunday mornings? Ted can't really come down to that game now. It will be a new group. He imagines how creepy he would seem, some guy with no kids showing up at the field, hoping to talk with someone about a dead person.
When he gets to his car, Ted notices that Wes has left some books and notebooks in the back seat. He sits in the driver's seat, looks out over the shadowy field. Beyond the fence, a few bats flicker around a streetlamp. They have bats in Marblehead, too, Ted thinks, smiling. He reaches back and grabs a notebook. A pen is lodged in its spiral spine. Ted nudges it out and opens to a blank page.
He thinks about what to write, but only comes up with a small collection of words: I need to go to the Marblehead. Ballhunt. Say-Hey. Your mom. Say 'hi' to your dad.
And who could he write to? Those other dads? They knew Jay better than he did.
His own boys, whose lives are shooting forward in such a blur? They don't care about looking back, about some 50 year old who had been a small part of their lives.
Kayla?
One time Jay asked Ted about his wife. "We got divorced last year," Ted said, "Probably a good thing."
Not Kayla.
Jay, Ted recalls from the article, had been married. Maybe he can write a letter to Jay's wife, just a little note.
Dear…he'll look up the name later, I just want you to know that Jay was a great guy. I only knew him because I took my sons to his Sunday morning pickup games. Those games meant a lot to them. They meant a lot to me.
I think I liked going out there those mornings more than almost anything, more than swimming in the ocean, more than playing a sport myself, more than sex. Ted crosses out that last phrase. Too puzzling. But it's true, he thinks. He probably won't send this note anyway. more than sex. Seeing your children grow, and, at the same time, the interaction of body, the play, the game. I think Jay got similar joy from those mornings, and it's what made them so… Ted thinks about the word he wants: beautiful? precious? valuable? great? But it was simpler than that: happy.
We never said this to each other. We were just casual friends, acquaintances really, so it would have seemed weird.
Or maybe it was so obvious it didn't need to be said.
J.D. Scrimgeour's short story "Say 'Hi' to Your Dad" is from his manuscript Hit by Pitch. Stories from the collection have appeared in Aethlon and Sport Literate. Scrimgeour is the author of three books of poetry and two of nonfiction, including AWP Award winner Themes For English B.
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Use a sharp half-moonedging tool for cutting the damaged area of your lawn. You have to loosen the soil underneath. Lawn turf of the same size must be cut and placed it there.
Do not forget to use sanding lawn dressing to dust it. Moreover, if there are some gaps left, you can place pieces of turf there too.
The edges of the turf need to be pressed. You can do that with your feet. After this, water that piece and leave it for a few days. Make sure that nobody walks on it. Within a few days, it will start rooting.
If you are adding new landscape, then you might prefer using seed because it is less costly. It would be better to lay turf instead because seeds require more time to grow and their maintenance will turn out to be costly for you.


A tale of sacrifice and reward, of beauty and horror … and of redemption.
When Rosa turns fifteen, she must leave the nuns who have raised her to become governess to the daughter of an aristocrat, the Marchese Scarfiotti, and his strange, frightening wife. Their house is elegant but cursed, and Rosa – blessed with gifts beyond her considerable musical talent – is torn between a desire to discover her past connections to the Scarfiotti family and her fear of their repercussions.
Meanwhile, the hand of Fascism curls around beautiful Italy, threatening her citizens. In the face of a brutal war and the Nazi occupation of her country, will Rosa's intelligence, intuition and her extraordinary capacity for love be enough to ensure her survival?
I first travelled to Italy as a student and, after witnessing a wedding in a forest, promised myself two things: One day I would write a book set in Italy; and, if I ever got married, it would be in Italy. I've ended up doing both!
It seems that the very air in Italy sparkles with magic and romance. But there is a dark side too. I was enthralled by my husband's Italian family's history and their experiences in living through the Nazi occupation of their country. Some of the men joined Mussolini's army while others became partisans. I wanted to write a story about a country and a family divided.
1. Rosa forms several surrogate families in the absence of a biological one. Do these groups help her find peace with the mystery of her past?
2. Rosa is faced with many impossible choices under Mussolini and during the war. Would you have chosen as she does?
3. Would you be able to fight - and risk your life - for the greater good as Luciano does? Or would you focus on the survival of those closest to you?
4. Rosa's musical talent takes a back seat to her struggle - and Italy's struggle - over the years before and during the war. Can you see her finding a way back to performing?
5. How do you respond to Rosa's ability to 'read' the past of objects? Do you think such an ability would be more blessing or burden?
6. Tuscan Rose is divided into parts that could be said to function in the same way as the movements of a piece of music. How else does music colour Belinda Alexandra's writing?


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Resolutions . . . for your dog?
Looking for an idea for a blog post, I just looked through my oldest posts, wondering just how long I have been doing this. The answer stunned me: since mid-2010. I got lost for a bit, reading through musings from years past.
I made a couple of resolutions at that time, and here's another stunner (sarcasm alert): In the past six years, I absolutely haven't done the two things I said I was going to try to do.
What are you looking for in 2017?
It's probably smart to make small, achievable goals, instead of the big ones like "I'm going to make my dog's food and compete in a new sport." I still want to do both things, but I haven't made them a priority; lots of other projects have come up that have been pushed to the top of my "to do" lists. But both things are still goals I'm interested in. I have to take some small steps toward achieving them.
Do you have any goals for you and your dog or dogs this year? Any that you'd care to share? They might inspire others to think about and develop some goals for improving their dogs' lives, too!
I came across one written at precisely this time of year in 2011, about making new year's resolutions for our dogs.


We have seen the 2013 Mercedes-Benz SL in less camouflage sheet and now, we brought the latest spyshots which one of them showed the interior. Yup… the interior which definitely tickles your curiosity, right? Quick question before we get down to business, what makes these series spyshots of 2013 SL coupe different from the previous?
The answer to that question lies on the camouflage sheet. The first series of spyshots of the 2013 Mercedes-Benz SL was covered in less camouflage sheet, in brown sheet to be exact. But the new spyshots revealed that the 2013 SL appeared in a bit of heavy camouflage sheet. It is about time the three-pointed German automaker release the new SL as the latest version was in 2003.
That is true, folks… the previous version of the 2013 SL coupe was launched in 2003 with the facelifted version offered in 2008. Okay, as you can see on the photos we attached, Mercedes-Benz is very determine that all their models have at least one or two resemblances just to know that they are the product from the three-pointed carmaker.
The interior of the 2013 Mercedes-Benz SL pretty much reminds us with the same interior design of the new SLK. One more thing, take a look at the gearshift knob; does it remind you of something? Our prediction is the gearshift knob is taking the cues from SLS AMG. Right under radio controls, we can see the long line of metallic buttons just like the ones on the new SLK. The steering wheel of the 2013 SL coupe comes with square buttons design instead of the round ones.
1937 Mercedes-Benz 540K Special Roadster classic is probably will set highest auction price. World records are hard to set, regardless of their type, so every time one is about to happen the attention immediately switches to it. So is the case with a car that, aside from the fact that is far from being ordinary, is expected to fetch more money than any other of its kind at an auction.
The brand in question is none other than the 3-pointed star, and an extremely rare 1937 Mercedes-Benz 540K Special Roadster classic-badged model is seen as a valid candidate to attract a new world record auction price.
RM Auctions – the company responsible with the sale of the car – says it expects the 1937 Mercedes-Benz 540K Special Roadster classic to write history when it will go under the hammer in Monterey, California, this August.
The 1937 Mercedes-Benz 540K Special Roadster classic was priced at around $12,000 when new and is one of just a few built with the most desirable configuration of high door, long tail and covered rear spare, of which it is believed just three examples survive.
The rare 1937 Mercedes-Benz 540K Special Roadster classic on offer was ordered new by the factory branch in Buenos Aires for the owners of a prestigious Argentinean clothing store. Delivered in June 1937, 154140 spent its early years in Argentina before being imported into the United States by one of the country's first full-time antique automobile dealers, Tiny Gould.
The process does not stop there, the 1937 Mercedes-Benz 540K Special Roadster classic then passed through a string of well-documented owners, including time spent in both Australia and Germany. "Today, beautifully presented and the recipient of a thorough, concours-quality restoration, it has enjoyed great success on the show field at both the prestigious Amelia Island and Pebble Beach Concours d'Elegance events," RM Auctions said.
1937 Mercedes-Benz 540K Special Roadster classic has similarity with 1937 540K Special Roadster from the private collection of F1 boss Bernie Ecclestone sold for no less than $8,252,201 in October 2007.
Mercedes-Benz Unimog Cabrio Design monster truck is unveiled as part of celebrating the Unimog's 60th anniversary this year. Mercedes-Benz Special trucks stated that the Unimog Cabrio Design is based on the U 5000, the concept combines the past and future of the Mercedes-Benz Unimog Cabrio Design monster truck in an extremely avant-gardism way, as you can see for yourselves in the photo which we attached.
This Mercedes-Benz Unimog Cabrio Design monster truck of the future is designed to prove that even after 60 years, the model is still able to renew itself.
The concept's coil springs on the Mercedes-Benz Unimog Cabrio Design monster truck are painted red, while the mudguards shine out in a fresh green. When selecting the colors used, the designers in Bertrand Janssen's team were inspired by an unusual amphibian, the poison dart frog: just like the Unimog it is also extremely mobile both in water and on land.
The headlights on the Mercedes-Benz Unimog Cabrio Design monster truck are like stage lights, which focus the beam of light. The lines of the frame have been finished with high-grade trims cut from aluminum blocks, while the four same-size wheels boast a five star alum-rim design.
"The design concept "60 Years Unimog" on the Mercedes-Benz Unimog Cabrio Design monster truck is not however a prototype for a new product range. But it becomes quite clear that the Mercedes-Benz Unimog will still continue to have an innovative character in future and will still possess a high degree of versatility in design and type of construction. It is after all a unique vehicle concept," a company statement clarifies.
Mercedes-Benz Unimog Cabrio Design monster truck is one very important point the design concept for the jubilee year 2011 and the very first Mercedes-Benz Unimog of the product range 2010 which rolled off the band on June 3rd 1951 at the Gaggenau plant have something very obvious in common: both vehicles; including the Mercedes-Benz Unimog Cabrio Design monster truck – really genuine cabrios.
Mercedes-Benz seems to not want to miss from its competitors in developing their new cars. In fact, they planned to introduce a concept car that represents the next generation A-Class, Mercedes-Benz A-Class M270. This concept car is planned to be shown at the Auto Shanghai 2011 this month. Then, what is interesting from Mercedes-Benz A-Class M270?
Like its predecessor, this concept car will still use the FWD (Front Wheel Drive) technology, but this time they wear the newest transverse engine. The engine will be capable of producing 210 hp. The latest Mercedes-Benz A-Class M 270 engine is a replacement of engine installed in previous versions. This car uses a dual clutch transmission to make you more comfortable when driving.
What is interesting from Mercedes-Benz A-Class M 270 is this concept car has a system that could help driver called the Collision Prevention Assist. This system will provide visual and audio warning if there is another car that crashed into your car. In addition, Mercedes-Benz A-Class M270 also features the Brake Assist system, which can give you a feeling of safety when driving.
Wow, it is interesting to wait what kind of this concept car when it launched. It is time for you to prepare your passport and visa, order a flight to Shanghai, and be witness to the introduction of Mercedes-Benz A-Class M270. We will wait for you there, so long.


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Chewing Gum for Brain Power
Chewing gum may rev up short and long-term memory by as much as 35 percent, according to new research.
To test the power of gum, 75 British volunteers chewed real gum, pretended to chew, or sat quietly in a room as they were presented a list of words on a computer screen.
Results: Gum chewers remembered the most words immediately after seeing the list and 25 minutes later.
Researchers believe this is the effect of chewing the gum. There are two theories that may explain the cause.
Theory One
Chewing gum increased volunteers' heart rate by five to six beats per minute, which boosted blood flow to busy brain cells. More blood means more oxygen and blood sugar - fuels for brain power.
Theory Two
Chewing may also stimulate insulin production, allowing brain cells to absorb more blood sugar. Insulin receptors are densely packed into the hippocampus area of the brain, which is responsible for memory.
Chew for Better Memory
Pick any gum. The type will not make a difference.
Chew while you learn. Study participants who remembered the most chewed before, during and after seeing the words they were later tested on.
Recommended Gum
A recommended gum is Xlear Spry Dental Defense System, Sugar Free Cinnamon Gum. This gum is fresh and moisturizing for your mouth, contains no sugar to harm your teeth; instead, this gum uses xylitol. Xylitol has anti-cavity and anti-bacterial properties.
Chewing Gum History
The ancient Greeks chewed mastiche - a chewing gum made from the resin of the mastic tree.
The ancient Mayans chewed chicle which is the sap from the sapodilla tree.
North American Indians chewed the sap from spruce trees and passed the habit along to the settlers.
Early American settlers made a chewing gum from spruce sap and beeswax.
Did you know? During World War II, American soldiers used Wrigley's Spearmint Gum to patch gas tanks and jeep tires. They received the gum as an emergency ration.
In 1848, John B. Curtis made and sold the first commercial chewing gum called the State of Maine Pure Spruce Gum.
In 1888, an Adams' chewing gum called Tutti-Frutti became the first gum to be sold in a vending machine. The machines were located in a New York City subway station.
Dentyne gum was created by New York druggist Franklin V. Canning in 1899.
The first bubble gum ever marketed was called "Blibber-Blubber." It was made by Frank Fleer Corp. in 1906 but the gum was never sold. The bubbles would burst into sticky fragments all over the chewer's face! By 1928 however, an employee of the Frank H. Fleer Company, Walter Diemer, invented a successful pink colored Dubble Bubble, bubble gum.
Wrigley Doublemint brand gum was created in 1914.
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Don't you hate it when you have a bunch of posts that you've got half formed, but none of them actually gel? I have several ideas for today's post but none of them came together in a satisfying way.
For example, it struck me a few weeks ago that the predictions of cyberpunk have basically come true. Ok, we don't have cybernetic limbs, computers that plug into our brains, or monofilament whips, but the emphasis of style over substance, omnipresent networked computer systems, and the power of giant corporations seems dead on target. In addition, recent comments by a friend of mine and author, Larry Merris, got me thinking about actual conspiracies. By this I mean ones that could (and probably do) occur, instead of the more fantastic and catastrophic ones we imagine due to habitual stress. My thoughts are still percolating on that one, however, so you'll have to wait until the brew is done.
Finally, 99U had this awesome blog post about "Creativity Killers" — the 5 things that stop your brain from blossoming. My current struggle is mostly with #5, although I can recognize times when all of them have been a problem. I'd planned to talk a little bit about why each of them gave me trouble, and how I managed to get past it.
So what do you think? Do any of these topics sound particularly appealing to you? Or is there something else that you'd prefer I write about? Let me know in the comments section below!
I'm eager to hear more about them all … but am especially interested in the Star Wars/Jedi one! I do know what you mean about ideas sometimes just not gelling. Sermon writing can be that way for me — sometimes I have a couple great kernel ideas, and I just can't get them to stretch out into something more … until a deadline forces me! That's my struggle — how to rouse the muse before a deadline!


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Don't panic and "Stay Calm" with The Beat Freaks' new album
By Kira Grunenberg, October 11, 2019
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Together with a four piece band containing no instruments outside the staples of typical jazz performance and an album titled Stay Calm,The Beat Freaks set the tone for at least some note of a reserved musical experience. However, the name of the quartet itself speaks far more appropriately to what pushesthis sophomore record forward: a nearly obsessive application of, and fluency in, rhythm and flow. Every track on this album hovers above or just below five minutes in length, save for "Neutral Bullsh–t" and "Chasing Oliver." Nevertheless, despite their comparatively short lengths, the two still present just as much or possibly more, complex intricacy as the rest of the record, as far as timing, melody, and transitional awareness are concerned.
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The Beat Freaks are:
Tomasz Licak (Saxophone)
Michał Starkiewicz (Guitar)
Paweł Grzesiuk (Upright Bass)
Radek Wośko (Drums)
Stay Calm is held up by solid stylistic pillars of free jazz and swing, as well as a defined appreciation for the neatly frenetic foundations of math rock and electronica style writing. There are at some moments, even glimmers of experimental-minded character. (The flange effects on "Night Bus," spoken radio samples that open "First Steps on a Lonely Planet," and blatant sustained squeaking on "Baloon" are glimmers of such thinking.) Taking into account the Industrial era and steampunk culture as the two central elements of fascination and inspiration behind the music, this trajectory of genres makes a lot of sense, despite appearing somewhat disconnected from one another. Several tracks like "Beardless Spy," "Steampunk," and lead single, "Work at Heights," that are propelled with odd time signatures (7/4, 5/4, and 9/8 respectively) and even more intricate changes between them in the individual pieces. The Beat Freaks then build upon this rhythmic foundation with what initially looks like overcrowded busyness but, upon closer listening, maintains a preciseness and careful balance that one could liken in real life to the crowded but efficiently moving streets of modern-day Tokyo.
Beyond effortlessly navigating the technical savvy modern jazz implores of its players, with the latter song especially, The Beat Freaks flash their enjoyment of math rock with immediate, and bright flair. Everything combined – the cyclical opening motif on guitar; the somewhat spasmodic but consistent push and pull of the 9/8 count; and even the clean, but wide, soft-edged tone of the guitar paired with thin and dry snare – all present as the core of a strong math rock composition. It's only during the middle section, when Licak's saxophone breaks away from the methodical, unified movement and notes, that the trance-like current is disrupted and the thought of jazz returns to the forefront.
That said, on that track The Beat Freaks haven't even stretched themselves to the full extent of their abstract preferences. "A Train to Tromso" and finale "Baloon" both pull away from density via energy and really lean into the free, improvisational, and Slavic sides of their creativity. The tonal center and orbit of the former's main melody sticks with minor and augmented intervals that create patterns of scales and phrases at home in traditional eastern and European folk music. It feels loose and less like a calculated and rigidly drawn schematic, though the feeling of looseness varies between the two ending tracks. The finale contains much more clear-cut free jazz thanks to its melodic disarray and its predecessor exudes a more open quality thanks to the very instrument and note minimal motif that fills the beginning and only very gradually and quietly, takes on more parts and a more defined sense of again, cyclical movement in the guitar part.
Given that math rock and modern jazz make heavy use of complex rhythmic structure and difficult to replicate melodies and solos, it's not entirely surprising to hear the two style work so well together. The pairing leads to compositions that are simultaneously easy to grab onto due to intrigue but perhaps more difficult to grasp in all their close-up nuances. Stay Calm is so many contradictions at once: Neat and messy, planned and improvised, easy-to-follow and difficult to scrutinize. One could say that the best parts of jazz's sonic character prevails here (Note the very classic jazz solo bass that opens "Beardless Spy") but, the tricky and-or impulsive flight path of math rock tells the sounds where and when to go. The songs are incredibly written and a non-stop bout of excitement to experience from one end to the other. Much like walking into a room of vivid and complex abstract paintings that are full, complete, and easy to be impressed by in their own right. Yet upon one's attention being grabbed so powerfully by any individual work in the room, examining the art up close and dissecting every little facet of it leads to an experience that can feel a lot like a strenuous exercise for the mind.
This isn't to say The Beat Freaks deserve any negativity for their adventurous composing. If anything, the biggest takeaway is that how focused of a listen one gives to Stay Calm will definitively affect the end perception. Drummers and conductors might enjoy tracking every measure of changing meters. However, for others, doing so could result in an insightful but more mentally taxing experience. Still, it can be difficult to look away from, and be made curious by, all the moving parts, tiny gears, and hidden pathways that create the pathways of Stay Calm. Just know that once in a while, it might pay to indeed, stay calm, step back, and let The Beat Freaks take everyone for a ride. Spend too much time fixated on any one moment and the rest of a fabulously written album will pass right by.
Stay Calm is available now.
Get it on Bandcamp and stream on Spotify.
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Q: Can i achieve the real singleton in objective-c like java c# init method is declared in NSObject class hence, the client code can create a new instance of my singleton class, is there any way to achieve the real singleton such that client cannot create a new instance.

A: Just do this:
 static SingletonClass  *singleton;

+ (SingletonClass *)sharedInstance
 {
     @synchronized(self) { //For thread safety
         if (singleton == nil) {
           [[self alloc] init];
         }
         return singleton;
      }
 }

  -(id)init
   {
      if (singleton) { //This way init will always return the same instance
         return singleton;
       }
       self = [super init];
       if (self) {
           singleton = self;
       }
       return singleton;

   }

A: This is a proper way to do a singleton in objective c
+ (id)sharedManager
{
    static dispatch_once_t onceQueue;
    static SingletonObjectClass *singleton = nil;

    dispatch_once(&onceQueue, ^{
        singleton = [[self alloc] init];
    });

    return singleton;
}

- (id)init {
    self = [super init];
    if (self) {
       //.....
    }
   return self;
}

A: init method is for initialization of instance variables. on its own will not create the object.  Alloc, copy methods needs to be overridden to achieve a real single ton.
Hope this should clarify.
+ (id)alloc {
    NSLog(@"%@: use +sharedInstance instead of +alloc", [[self class] name]);
  return nil;
}
+ (id)new {
 return [self alloc];
}

+ (SingletonClass *)sharedInstance {
static SingletonClass *myInstance = nil;
 if (!myInstance)
 {
    myInstance = [[super alloc] init];
 }
 return myInstance;
}

A: You can return a static object of the class each time, making it a singleton.
@implementation Singleton
@synthesize testVar;

+ (Singleton*) sharedObject {
    static Singleton * myInstance = nil;
    if (myInstance == nil) {
        myInstance = [[[self class] alloc] init];
        testVar = 5;
        // Set default values if needed
    return myInstance;
}

To access object and its members:
[[Singleton sharedObject] testVar]

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Luka Doncic #77 of the Dallas Mavericks brings the ball up court against Stephen Curry #30 of the Golden State Warriors during the second quarter in Game Four of the 2022 NBA Playoffs Western Conference Finals at American Airlines Center on May 24, 2022 in Dallas.
Photo by Tom Pennington/Getty Images
Luka Doncic Bid to Get Trademark Back From Mom a Legal Jump Ball
By Kyle Jahner
Sept. 19, 2022, 9:10 AM
NBA star's mother owns 'Luka Doncic 7' mark blocking his own
Unclear if Doncic can withdraw consent needed to register
NBA player Luka Doncic's trademark dispute against his mother has raised a legal question that appears to have essentially no legal guidance: Can a person referenced in a mark withdraw their consent and cancel the trademark years later?
The Dallas Mavericks' Slovenian point guard acknowledges his mother had his permission when she registered a "Luka Doncic 7" logo with the US Patent and Trademark Office in 2018, according to a cancellation petition filed this month at the Trademark Trial and Appeal Board. But now that registration stands in the way of his efforts to register his name and a "Luka Doncic 77" logo—he wears 77 for the Mavericks after wearing 7 for a Spanish professional team—as trademarks.
Trademark law prevents registration of trademarks that the public understands to reference a particular person without their consent, as well as marks that suggest a false association with someone. But nothing in the law, PTO guidance, or case law appears to address the question of whether that "consent" and "association" can be revoked, according to trademark law practitioners and academics.
The case could implicate both trademark and contract law, attorneys say, and recent changes to publicity rights restrictions on college athletes have the potential to produce comparable conflicts in the future.
"It's one of those statutory areas where they didn't seem to contemplate whether consent could be revoked," trademark attorney Michael D. Hobbs Jr. of Troutman Pepper Hamilton Sanders LLP said. "I couldn't find a case where duration of consent has really been litigated."
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The case of Doncic, who was 19 when the mark was registered, could have interesting implications given the recent explosion of name, image, and likeness contracts signed by college athletes, trademark attorney Virginia Wolk Marino of Crowell & Moring LLP said. Athletes are often guided in such contracts—which can include various publicity rights and trademark issues—by parents or agents, she said.
"You have to think there are going to be issues over whether they are consenting, for someone else to be able to register their name," Marino said. "If that's forever, that's a big deal for a 19, 20-year-old college kid."
'Doesn't Feel Right'
While Doncic was legally an adult when the mark was registered, the cancellation petition notes that he had signed with Real Madrid at 13, made his pro debut at 16, and relied on his mother Mirjam Poterbin to guide his off-court business opportunities. Later, he was drafted into the NBA, became an All-Star, and in the summer of 2021 signed a $207 million contract extension.
Doncic set up Luka99 Inc. and began to pursue business interests of his own—which included applying for three trademarks last summer. But an examiner initially refused to register them because they would cause consumer confusion with the "Luka Doncic 7" mark.
The cancellation petition says Doncic is not affiliated with his mother or any goods and services his mother—who still lives in Ljubljana, Slovenia—provides. It cites abandonment as a cancellation basis, claiming Poterbin isn't using the mark anywhere in the US. It also cites both Lanham Act Section 2(a), which includes the false association ban, and Section 2(c), which bans marks referencing a living person without consent.
"This is a bizarre case," trademark attorney Eric T. Fingerhut of Dykema Gossett PLLC said. "I think it's going to make some law."
Fingerhut said he's never seen 2(c) consent revoked, and said whether it's possible to do so is "the million dollar question." While conceding a number of legal and factual questions remain unanswered, Fingerhut said he thinks Doncic will prevail.
Marino disagreed, and said "at the end of the day the statute doesn't provide for a withdrawal of consent."
"It doesn't feel right, but that's what the law says," Marino said. "It's just such a weird case screaming for 'why can't you just resolve this?' This case should be settled. It's his mother."
'This is Strange'
The Federal Circuit recently found that a Section 2(c) refusal to register a "Trump Too Small" trademark for referring to former President Donald Trump without permission was unconstitutional on First Amendment grounds. Attorneys said that doesn't directly apply to Doncic though, since that decision, while it expressed broader concerns over 2(c), didn't negate the law and involved criticism of the person being referenced.
If the provision is eventually struck down, almost everything barred by 2(c) would also be barred by section 2(a), intellectual property law professor Mary LaFrance of the University of Nevada at Las Vegas said. But she also said she doubts the US Supreme Court would take up the question if the government appealed, meaning the statute likely will remain in play.
Fingerhut and Hobbs said it's possible the Trademark Trial and Appeal Board finds that consent under 2(c) can be revoked—perhaps even by successors of a deceased person—as nothing clearly indicates otherwise. But Hobbs noted that the five-year renewal of a mark requiring 2(c) permission doesn't require the referenced-individual to reaffirm consent, and Marino and LaFrance strongly doubted that consent could be revoked.
"Doncic would have to argue the initial consent was invalid," LaFrance said. "I really do think consent would be determined at the time of registration."
She also said that while the Section 2(a) bar on false suggestion of a connection doesn't mention consent, the mark wouldn't constitute false association even if Doncic disapproved, because the mark "truthfully conveys" he consented in the past.
Hobbs said it's "theoretically" possible Doncic could lose a 2(c) claim yet win a false association claim, but also had doubts.
"If you consent, how could it be a false association?" Hobbs said. "God, this is strange."
'Where's the Consideration?'
The nature of the agreement between Doncic and his mother could play a significant role in the case, some attorneys said. It's unclear whether there was any written contract beyond the "Consent to Register" that Doncic signed, broadly approving his mom's registration and use. Hobbs said that as with bands that have a falling out, that lack of contractual language may leave details like the scope, term, and revocability of any rights intended by the parties uncertain.
Fingerhut and Hobbs both pointed out that a valid contract requires consideration—both parties getting something from the deal.
"I think it's very different for Luka to give consent to Adidas or his own company than it is to give consent to your mother. Where's the consideration?" Fingerhut said.
He also pointed out that Poterbin's registration is less than five years old—making it contestable—which he said should make consent revocable from an equitable standpoint. Incontestable registrations can only be canceled on limited grounds, such as abandonment and fraud.
But LaFrance said the five-year window probably won't affect the outcome. She also said even if there's not a valid contract, the principles of promissory estoppel and detrimental reliance could help Poterbin—meaning she undertook cost and effort while relying on Doncic's consent.
"If consent was given and in effect at the time of the registration, unless the consenting party expressly reserved the right to revoke, it would seem to be some kind of estoppel argument," LaFrance said "To withdraw after the fact seems to be basically very unfair. My guess is people would be held to the terms of consent."
Marino agreed allowing revocation would be unfair to trademark owners, but she called contract questions "a bit of a red herring." She said Poterbin's abandonment claim may be Doncic's only way to get trademark rights to his name back, as the statute really only addresses the conditions at that time of registration.
"That's really all the PTO cares about," she said.
To contact the reporter on this story: Kyle Jahner in Washington at kjahner@bloomberglaw.com
To contact the editors responsible for this story: Adam M. Taylor at ataylor@bloombergindustry.com; Jay-Anne B. Casuga at jcasuga@bloomberglaw.com
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Following up other commercial projects that have been bid, Franjo is doing pre-construction on the $20 million-plus conversion of the Commonwealth Building into apartments Downtown. Rycon Construction was awarded the $7 million addition to the Sunrise Assisted Living in McCandless. C & C Contractors was awarded the $22 million expansion of the Cemetery of the Alleghenies, near Southpointe. Burchick Construction was awarded a $4.5 million contract by General Services Administration to renovate the Weis Courthouse on Grant Street. The MEP packages are out to bid for the new $150 million Children's Hospital at WVU Medicine in Morgantown. Yates Construction is the CM for that project. Wildwood Country Club invited Burchick Construction, R. A. Glancy, GoGreen Construction and Wm. Miller's Sons to submit design/build proposals on its $4 million renovation/expansion.


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Our Man in Hollywood is a 1963 album by American composer and arranger Henry Mancini.

Reception

Greg Adams reviewed the album for AllMusic and wrote that "All of the selections were newly recorded for the album, and many display Mancini's skill as a composer as well as arranger and conductor".

The initial Billboard review from January 5, 1963 commented that the tracks featured the "highly stylised Mancini treatment" and noted the "wall to wall violins" and "driving percussion" of the "top-notch Hollywood instrumentalists".

Track listing
 "The Days of Wine and Roses" (Henry Mancini, Johnny Mercer) – 2:05
 "Walk on the Wild Side" (Elmer Bernstein, Mack David) – 3:27
 "The Theme from "The Wonderful World of the Brothers Grimm" (Bob Merrill) – 1:52
 "Love Song from "Mutiny on the Bounty" (Bronislaw Kaper, Paul Francis Webster) – 2:44
 "Mr. Hobbs Theme" (Mancini) – 1:54
 "Seventy-Six Trombones" (Meredith Willson) – 2:33
 "Love Theme from Phaedra" (Mikis Theodorakis) – 2:38
 "Bachelor in Paradise" (Mancini, David) – 2:28
 "Too Little Time" (from The Glenn Miller Story) (Don Raye, Mancini) – 3:48
 "Drink More Milk" (from Boccaccio '70) (Nino Rota) – 2:05
 "The Wishing Star" (from Taras Bulba) (Franz Waxman, David) – 2:55
 "Dreamsville" (Ray Evans, Jay Livingston, Henry Mancini) – 3:12

Personnel
Henry Mancini – arranger, conductor
Vincent DeRosa – French horn (solo on "Days of Wine and Roses")
Plas Johnson – tenor saxophone (solo on "Walk on the Wild Side")
Dick Nash – trombone (solo on "Too Little Time")
Ted Nash – soprano saxophone (solo on "Love Theme from Phaedra")
Ronnie Lang – piccolos
Laurindo Almeida – guitar
Shelly Manne – percussion
Bob Bain – guitar
Jimmy Rowles – piano
Unidentified chorus
Production
Al Schmitt – engineer
Dick Peirce, Steve Sholes – producer

References

External links

1963 albums
Albums arranged by Henry Mancini
Henry Mancini albums
albums produced by Steve Sholes
RCA Victor albums

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After the 1968 assassination of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., civil disturbances erupted in over 100 cities across the U.S. In Washington, D.C., a civil disorder started at the intersection of 14th and U Streets Northwest, when an unknown individual threw a brick through a plate glass window.
Last night, thousands of people celebrated the election of Barack Obama at the very same intersection and in streets throughout the city. No doubt similar spontanious celebrations erupted in thousands of cities across the nation.
This year D.C. voted 92.9% for Barack Obama. In 2004, the city voted 89.2% for John Kerry, and roughly 85% for Al Gore in 2000 and Bill Clinton in 1996 and 1992.


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Fórum Económico e Social de Moçambique foi criado em 2014 pelo Grupo SOICO e hoje também é apoiado pela Fundação SOICO – FUNDASO. MOZEFO é um fórum económico e empresarial de carácter privado que tem por objectivo estabelecer contactos de âmbito económico em diversas áreas de desenvolvimento, bem como discutir as condições sociais e culturais do povo moçambicano em vários domínios.

Objetivos
Deseu construir uma plataforma para fomento a sintonia entre os órgãos decisores públicos e privados na identificação dos problemas de Moçambique no seu processo de desenvolvimento. Também propor linhas de acção que resultem do debate e do acordo sobre os desafios levantados e, finalmente, monitorizar o impacto das linhas de acção definidas, estabelecendo pontos de monitorização e interacção regulares e garantindo a continuidade dos temas entre os fóruns.

O MOZEFO nasceu com o objetivo de servir como plataforma de entendimento e buscar soluções endógenas, inclusivas e sustentáveis. Daniel David, fundador do SOICO, defende que: Para formar uma sociedade iluminada, capaz de concretizar os projetos de Moçambique, é necessário promover a eficiência operacional e a criação de emprego e serviços, estabelecendo práticas empresariais apropriadas que transformem o conhecimento em energia pulsante, uma fonte inesgotável de ação. O compromisso com a solidariedade e a valorização do homem atinge o seu pleno significado com a participação de todas as franjas da sociedade, realizando assim a verdadeira e essencial troca de conhecimentos.

Ediçãos

I Edição - 2015
Realizou-se entre os dias 2 e 4 de dezembro de 2015, na cidade de Maputo e sob o lema: "O Futuro É Agora. Humanizando o Crescimento". Decorreu na Universidade Eduardo Mondlane e contou com a realização de um ciclo preparatório de cinco conferências temáticas sobre diferentes sectores chave para o crescimento do país. Houve conversa da área de energia, agricultura, turismo e infra-estrutura de infra-estrutura e logística. MOZEFO organizou quatro fóruns para esses grandes temas. Depois, uma quinta conferência sobre financiamento. Também publicau cinco livrosque foram as conclusões do I Fórum sob o lema "Um desafio ao futuro".  Nos fóruns, participam falantes Nacionais e Internacionais. Alcançando 2.700 pessoas na MOZEFO de Maputo.

Contou com a participação dos Presidentes Joaquim Chissano e Thabo M'beki, a Primeira-Ministra Luísa Diogo, a Activista Social Graça Machel, e actual Presidente da República Portuguesa, Marcelo Rebelo de Sousa. Estavam convidados atuais e antigos governantes, empresários, académicos e artistas, e também convidados estrangeiros como o diretor-executivo da Galp, Carlos Gomes da Silva, o presidente da Fundação Luso-Americana para o Desenvolvimento, Vasco Rato, e o antigo-ministro das Finanças de Portugal Jorge Braga de Macedo.

II Edição - 2017
Realizou-se entre os dias 22 e 24 de Novembro 2017, subordinado ao tema "Conhecimento, Motivação, Acção: Acelerar o Caminho para o Desenvolvimento Sustentável".  Teve como objectivo provocar uma reflexão alargada a partir da seguinte pergunta: De que forma as nações podem investir no conhecimento e buscar motivação para desencadear uma acção concertada com vista a acelerar o desenvolvimento inclusivo e sustentável? Neste sentido, o Fórum MOZEFO 2017 reuniu em Maputo um conjunto de prestigiados oradores internacionais e nacionais como Joaquim Chissano, antigo Presidente da República; Vicente Fox, antigo Presidente da República do México; Laura Chinchilla, antiga Presidente da República da Costa Rica; José Luis Rodríguez Zapatero, antigo Primeiro-Ministro da Espanha; José Maria Neves, antigo Primeiro-Ministro de Cabo Verde; Paulo Portas, antigo Primeiro-Ministro de Portugal; ou ainda Rama Sithanen, antigo Vice-Primeiro Ministro e Ministro das Finanças das Maurícias.

III Edição - 2019
A III edição do Fórum foi convocada para 21 e 23 de novembro de 2019, em Maputo. So lema "Africa 2030. Moçambique como catalisador da transformação"

Eventos internacionais


The food of the 1950s, 60s, and 70s in all of its photogenic glory endlessly fascinates me. It's not just the pictures. Trying to imagine the flavor combinations, themselves, is at once nauseating and entertaining.
As disturbing as it sounds, I have always wanted to try recreating one of these monstrosities, maybe for Halloween.
Please let me know which one(s) you'd most like to see me make for Halloween!


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.class final Lcom/google/common/base/CharMatcher$11;
.super Lcom/google/common/base/CharMatcher;
.source "CharMatcher.java"

# annotations
.annotation system Ldalvik/annotation/EnclosingMethod;
    value = Lcom/google/common/base/CharMatcher;->anyOf(Ljava/lang/CharSequence;)Lcom/google/common/base/CharMatcher;
.end annotation

.annotation system Ldalvik/annotation/InnerClass;
    accessFlags = 0x8
    name = null
.end annotation

# instance fields
.field final synthetic val$chars:[C

# direct methods
.method constructor <init>([C)V
    .locals 0

    .prologue
    .line 468
    iput-object p1, p0, Lcom/google/common/base/CharMatcher$11;->val$chars:[C

    invoke-direct {p0}, Lcom/google/common/base/CharMatcher;-><init>()V

    return-void
.end method

# virtual methods
.method public bridge synthetic apply(Ljava/lang/Object;)Z
    .locals 1
    .param p1, "x0"    # Ljava/lang/Object;

    .prologue
    .line 468
    check-cast p1, Ljava/lang/Character;

    .end local p1    # "x0":Ljava/lang/Object;
    invoke-super {p0, p1}, Lcom/google/common/base/CharMatcher;->apply(Ljava/lang/Character;)Z

    move-result v0

    return v0
.end method

.method public matches(C)Z
    .locals 1
    .param p1, "c"    # C

    .prologue
    .line 470
    iget-object v0, p0, Lcom/google/common/base/CharMatcher$11;->val$chars:[C

    invoke-static {v0, p1}, Ljava/util/Arrays;->binarySearch([CC)I

    move-result v0

    if-ltz v0, :cond_0

    const/4 v0, 0x1

    :goto_0
    return v0

    :cond_0
    const/4 v0, 0x0

    goto :goto_0
.end method

.method setBits(Lcom/google/common/base/CharMatcher$LookupTable;)V
    .locals 4
    .param p1, "table"    # Lcom/google/common/base/CharMatcher$LookupTable;

    .prologue
    .line 474
    iget-object v0, p0, Lcom/google/common/base/CharMatcher$11;->val$chars:[C

    .local v0, "arr$":[C
    array-length v3, v0

    .local v3, "len$":I
    const/4 v2, 0x0

    .local v2, "i$":I
    :goto_0
    if-ge v2, v3, :cond_0

    aget-char v1, v0, v2

    .line 475
    .local v1, "c":C
    invoke-virtual {p1, v1}, Lcom/google/common/base/CharMatcher$LookupTable;->set(C)V

    .line 474
    add-int/lit8 v2, v2, 0x1

    goto :goto_0

    .line 477
    .end local v1    # "c":C
    :cond_0
    return-void
.end method


Drone images showed entire neighbourhoods reduced to ashes. The roads are still neatly symmetrical, but the buildings in block after block lie in smouldering ruins under a hazy sky.
Even for a region that is frequently hit by earthquakes and floods, the extent of the destruction was shocking.
He said the smaller communities of Putú and Cabezalillo had also been damaged.
"The situation is awful. It's the worst catastrophe we've had in a number of years. I believe that this surpasses any tragedy that we have had before, this is much worse than when it was the earthquake or the floods. It is a thing that does not stop, is advancing," said Francisco Henríquez, director of Orca Chile, a civil organisation deployed in the area.
Residents expressed dismay and fury as they returned to charred livestock, collapsed buildings and blackened farm fields. Some felt abandoned by the authorities.
But even with 5,000 firefighters, government resources have been overstretched.
More than 90 wildfires have broken out in the past few weeks and spread rapidly across vegetation that has been dried by unseasonably high temperatures. Many regions have suffered heatwaves. Santiago registered a record 37C on Wednesday.
President Michelle Bachelet has declared a state of emergency and called for international help in dealing with fire on a scale "never seen in the history of Chile". Dozens of helicopters, light aircraft and a Boeing 747 "supertanker" have dumped water and flame retardants from the skies, but at least 30 fires continue to rage.
There have been successes. Penco, a town of 50,000 inhabitants, in the region of Bío Bío, was saved by firebreaks that kept the advancing flames at bay. But the threat continues.
The interior minister, Mahmud Aleuy, warned more fires might break out because weather forecasters predict several more days of high temperatures, strong winds and low humidity.
The government has pledged to investigate the cause of the fires and the effectiveness of the official response.
As well as climate change, tourist negligence and poor park management, the country's timber and wood pulp industry may come under the spotlight.
Biologists say plantations of non-indigenous forests, such as eucalyptus and pine, help to spread the fires more quickly.