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Sci Fi Fan Favorites Draw Huge Crowd at AlienCon
Miranda Kuhl
This past weekend, Pasadena was home to AlienCon drawing thousands to the convention center to celebrate aliens, sci fi shows and the supernatural. AlienCon brings together all those seeking the truth about extraterrestrial existence throughout history, featuring thought-provoking original programming, celebrity appearances, exhibits, exclusive merchandise, fan competitions, and much more!
AlienCon at Pasadena featured special guests: Sean Astin (Stranger Things), David Duchovny (The X-Files), Mitch Pileggi (The X-Files), Jonathan Del Arco (Star Trek: The Next Generation), Gates McFadden (Star Trek: The Next Generation), Robert Picardo (Star Trek: Discovery), Mary McDonnell (Battlestar Galactica), Maxwell Jenkins (Netflix's Lost In Space), Mina Sundwall (Netflix's Lost in Space), Bill Mumy (Lost In Space), Angela Cartwright (Lost In Space), Mark Goddard (Lost In Space), Marta Kristen (Lost In Space), Giorgio A. Tsoukalos (Ancient Aliens), Erich von Daniken (Ancient Aliens) and more! The convention also featured sneak peeks of History's "In Search Of" and "Project Blue Book."
Sci Fi inspired artwork
The biggest surprise I saw this weekend was the extensive amount of alien and sci fi inspired artwork. There were booths with incredible artwork for sale, a booth with hand crafted metal figurines inspired by our film and TV favorites, and artists drawing jaw droppingly beautiful pictures out of chalk on the sidewalk leading into the convention center.
The heart of the convention was definitely the incredible panels. Panels included everything from alien abductions to government cover up theories to panels with cast members from the X-files to a sneak peek of upcoming History show titled "In Search Of" and so much more.
History's "In Search Of"
We attended the sneak peek for History's In Search Of and were left feeling so excited for this show. It was a brief sneak peek but just the right amount to leave us wanting more. The show is hosted by Zachary Quinto – obviously a great call – and I really like how unbiased he tries to remain with the topics he covers in the show. I don't want to spoil too much, but I will say the sneak peek we saw included a young man who believes he has been abducted by aliens periodically since he was a child. He recounts the events and everything he remembers from them and requests a lie detector test in an effort to prove he's telling the truth about what he saw. Quinto remains as neutral as possible but also conveys he can tell the young man truly believes in what he's saying.
The Lost In Space panel was a highlight for me, as I am a big fan of the new Netflix's Lost In Space reboot. This panel featured cast and creators from both the 1965 original show and the new Netflix reboot.
Here are some tidbits we learned at the panel:
Mina Sundwall likes to improvise her own lines, something the creators tease her about.
Maxwell Jenkins literally grew up with the circus. His parents ran it. He is quick to point out that their circus did not involve any animals. They just have their two rescue pit bulls. Huge audience applause here.
Mina doesn't actually have her driver's license yet, and sadly didn't get to ride the chariot. To this she glares at the show runners.
Angela Cartwright and Bill Mumy have published a novel about their experiences with the show. The novel is titled Lost (and Found) in Space."
"On purpose" is a new project (unclear whether this is a book or project) that wil be coming soon from Angela and Bill. It is 20 years in the making.
Bill talks about how they have been connected for over a half a century, and his profound gratitude. He says he knows that 50 years from now Mina and Max will be at an event like this and will be bonded just like he and Angela are.
Marta Kristen spoke about how much she loves the fans. They are what makes us. The foundation of the show is the same. The heart is about family. They struggle, but are not alone. This is why the classic show lives and the new show will do the same.
Mark Goddard is so happy with the casting of the new Don West, Ignacio Serricchio (even if he can't pronounce his last name – haha!) Mina jokes it's just siracha.
The moderator called Ignacio on the phone and put him on speaker phone so he could participate in the panel discussion. He is currently filming a new Clint Eastwood movie. And he is hilarious. The banter between he and Mark showed such a genuine bond.
As for Season 2 tidbits, because the kids grow and that is not good for continuity, the show will pick up a couple months after where Season 1ended.
Season 2 will premiere in about 18 months from now, though no official date has been released. This elicited some major grumbles from the audience because we don't want to wait that long.
The showrunners talked about the reason for the long wait and said the delay is like waiting for the next Star Wars, except that this is like a10 hour movie that must all be edited all at once, when you air on Netflix.
An applause poll of the audience to see who was an original Lost In Space vs. Netflix Lost In Space fan showed the majority were here for the original show. Bill spoke about the longevity of the show and humbly talks about how this will change.
Autographs and Photographs
Part of the draw for the huge crowds here are the opportunities for fans to meet their idols, their sci fi heroes. Unfortunately, we weren't allowed access to take pictures of the autograph or photograph sessions with fans, but from what we saw, fans seemed very very delighted to meet the talent that were there. I would highly recommend participating in these add on experiences at your next convention!
Jealous that you had to miss out on all the festivities, East Coast? Don't fret! AlienCon is coming to Baltimore on November 9-11, 2018. You can purchase tickets HERE!
Website: https://www.showclix.com/event/aliencon-2018-baltimore/tag/hp-feature
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Grey's Anatomy Star Jesse Williams Lashes Out At Fan On Twitter
The actor hit out at a fan on social media.
By Katey Roberts | @kateydoll | | 2 December 2018
There's always been the age-old discussion. Do celebrities have a full right to privacy? Can you take their picture as and when you decide and is it okay to ask them for a moment of their time when they're not doing their job?
After all, some people argue that it is so rude and a breach of their privacy to take pictures of them when they're out and about, but then others argue that because of the 'amount of money they get paid' and the 'nature of their chosen profession' that it is basically a free-for-all when it comes to fans.
Well, it turns out that Grey's Anatomy star Jesse Williams is not here for anyone who takes his photo while he's out and about, regardless of the fact he's one of Grey Sloan's most-loved doctors by day.
A fan reached out on social media and tagged him in a picture she had taken of the star two years before, writing: "Thought I was dreaming when I spotted ['Grey's Anatomy' star] Dr.Avery at the airport
@iJesseWilliams."
Williams, however, wasn't sharing the same excitement as the fan – and proceeded to reweet the picture and add a very angry message back. The actor wrote: "Next time I'm in (ANYWHERE), please no photos [without permission]."
The Twitter user, clearly upset that her idol rebuked her affection on the social networking platform then replied back to him: "I don't know if you're mad but just know that I love you
However other fans came to the defense of the girl, and lashed out at the actor over his 'hostile' reply to someone that clearly was just 'fangirling' over him.
One user wrote: "Honestly his response is rude AF and I would DOUBT he's never snuck a picture of someone. So you good girl <3," [sic].
"Unfortunately it's the nature of the beast as a celebrity… people are going to sneak photos in this day and age! The price to being famous…(which is why I'm glad I'm not one…sorry Jesse)," another chimed in.
I mean, having your photo taken without your permission is definitely a bit of a no go, but then again he is famous – so in some way he does have to expect that fans are probably going to be excited when they see him. Maybe in future it's just best to go over to the actor and ask him nicely if he'll pose with you.

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Russia Sticks To Angola Settlement Commitment
Russia, as a permanent member of the United Nations Security Council and a member of the peace process observer troika in Angola, is determined to continue furthering Angolan settlement, Russian Foreign Ministry Information and Press Department said in a statement in connection with an earlier official UN Security Council meeting on the situation in the country. Russia reaffirmed its commitment during Foreign Minister Igor Ivanov's visit to Angola earlier this month. The Security Council noted that "the Lusaka agreement and the relevant resolutions and decisions of the UN Security Council remain the basis of peaceful settlement of the Angolan conflict", the communique said. The Council underscored the impossibility of a military solution to the problem and pointed to the need to engage a dialogue on ways to complete the implementation of the Lusaka accord principles. The Council members appreciated the Angolan government's constructive steps to enter into a dialogue with all of the country's sound political forces and civic groups. The Foreign Ministry statement said the Security Council unanimously indicted the UNITA guerrilla faction led by Jonas Savimbi for continuing the conflict. In this connection, a strong message was sent on the need to effectively enforce the Security Council-imposed sanction regime against UNITA intended to prod the militants into joining the peace process. In addition, the Security Council welcomed the Angolan government's reaffirmed commitment to a more active UN involvement in the restart of the inter-Angolan dialogue, the Foreign Ministry said in a communique.


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These jikatabi are essentially the same as the Fighter model, but are a violet/navy blue color. Flexible, light-weight, durable and extremely comfortable. They have 12 metal fasteners (kohaze) with four width fittings for a perfect fit. The separation of the big toe is said to have health benefits, as the flexing of the toe both relaxes and stimulates the brain.
What is not to like about these jikatabi? The sole is stitched, the dye is a B-E-A-U-T-I-F-U-L deep blue and it feels very much like I can walk on walls with a fine killer grip.
This is as close as you get to having a sock with a sole.
The kohaze are easy to fasten and are well made. The rubber sole is simple and nothing fancy, but a definite basic foundation for the ball and heel part of the foot.
My intent is for fashion and everyday use. Though that may not be the intent these tabi were made I wanted to see how they would hold up through regular usage.
My only peeve is that they don't have 27.5, I got 28. And while they are still wearable there is a slight movement of my foot shifting.
All in all Rikio lives up to their reputation and has left this westerner hopping happy.


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New York, NY (Top40 Charts) "I'm A Ram" campaign reinforces the values of the Ram brand while showcasing how the award-winning Ram 1500 and Ram heavy-duty trucks enable Ram truck owners to do more than they ever thought possible
Campaign features Chris Stapleton's custom rendition of the classic song "I'm A Ram"
Campaign spans across television, digital and Ram brand social media channels
Two of five new campaign spots, "Neighbor" and "Provider," debut this weekend via broadcast during NCAA March Madness telecast
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Exclusive behind-the-scenes footage of "I'm A Ram," featuring Chris Stapleton, can be viewed via the Ram brand's official YouTube channel
The Ram Truck brand is reinforcing how its award-winning trucks are "Built to Serve" through a new storytelling campaign called "I'm A Ram," featuring five-time Grammy-winning singer and songwriter Chris Stapleton.
The campaign includes a series of commercials and long-form content that spans across broadcast, digital and the Ram brand social media channels Facebook, Instagram and Twitter. Two spots in the new campaign, titled "Neighbor"and "Provider," will debut via broadcast television this weekend during the NCAA March Madness telecast. An extended 60-second version of the recently debuted spot "Anthem" can also be viewed on the brand's official YouTube channel.
"Class-leading features and industry recognitions continue to validate our dedication to redefining how pickup trucks can meet customer demands," said Marissa Hunter, Head of Marketing, Stellantis - North America. "It's an honor to again collaborate with our friend and five-time Grammy-awarded artist Chris Stapleton on our latest marketing campaign 'I'm A Ram.' This creative platform is uniquely ownable, celebrates the spirit and determination of our owners, and further reinforces our 'Built to Serve' commitment."
The campaign highlights the three MotorTrend Truck of the Year winners, the Ram 1500, Ram Heavy Duty and the Ram 1500 TRX, and showcases stories of Ram owners who set out to make a difference in their community, with the help of their Ram trucks.
Neighbor: 30-second
Provider: 30-second
Anthem: 60-second
In addition to the new broadcast placements, the campaign launch includes a behind-the-scenes conversation with Chris Stapleton as he drives around in a Ram 2500. Stapleton speaks from the heart and takes viewers through what it means to collaborate with the Ram Truck brand and to be a Ram Truck owner, stating, "A Ram is powerful. A Ram is unyielding and it comes at things head on. It's not afraid of the fight and doesn't back down. It's capability and it's trust. It's knowing when you need it to be there, it will be there." Behind-the-scenes footage can be viewed on the Ram brand's official YouTube channel.
Additional 30-second spots will debut in the following weeks, complimented by "I'm A Ram" social stories about owners who are making a difference in their communities every day.
The Ram Truck brand created the campaign in partnership with Highdive.
In 2009, the Ram Truck brand launched as a stand-alone division, focused on meeting the demands of truck buyers and delivering benchmark-quality vehicles. With a full lineup of trucks, the Ram 1500, 2500/3500 Heavy Duty, 3500/4500/5500 Chassis Cab, ProMaster and ProMaster City, the Ram brand builds trucks that get the hard work done and families where they need to go.
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No way! That's awesome news… you must be on cloud nine. Congratulations!!! I always said your work was beautiful!
Thank you Diane, it is rather fun!
Hi again I just saw the stairs on Good Housekeeping. Wonderful! Good for you!
bhg isn't the only one who likes your stairs! congrats, pam!! very deserved!
It gives me even more incentive to focus on getting them finished.
Oh WOW – congratulations!!! That's a fabulous pat on the back! The stairs are fantastic and you must be tickled pink!
So pretty. How exciting to be featured!
I know, it was exciting. Now to get them finished. They will be even better.
Congratulations! Your stairs are sooo pretty! I redid my stairs a couple of years ago. It was a lot of work because we had to rip up the carpeting and do lots of prep work. I painted them and did a little stenciling on the risers. I love my staircase now!
I still need to finish mine but so many things keep getting in the way. Soon though, very soon I should have them complete. We had carpet on our stairs a long time ago, what a pain to clean! So much easier with them just being wood.


Defiance against Chinese oppression has been a defining characteristic of Tibetan life for more than four decades, symbolized most visibly by the much revered Dalai Lama. But the story of Tibetan resistance weaves a far richer tapestry than anyone might have imagined. Kenneth Conboy and James Morrison reveal how America's Central Intelligence Agency encouraged Tibet's revolt against China—and eventually came to control its fledgling resistance movement. While the CIA's presence in Tibet has been alluded to in other works, the authors provide the first comprehensive, as well as most compelling account of this little known agency enterprise.
The CIA's Secret War in Tibet takes readers from training camps in the Colorado Rockies to the scene of clandestine operations in the Himalayas, chronicling the agency's help in securing the Dalai Lama's safe passage to India and subsequent initiation of one of the most remote covert campaigns of the Cold War. Establishing a rebel army in the northern Nepali kingdom of Mustang and a para-commando force in India designed to operate behind Chinese lines, Conboy and Morrison provide previously unreported details about secret missions undertaken in extraordinarily harsh conditions. Their book greatly expands on previous memoirs by CIA officials by putting virtually every major agency participant on record with details of clandestine operations. It also calls as witnesses the people who managed and fought in the program—including Tibetan and Nepalese agents, Indian intelligence officers, and even mission aircrews.
Conboy and Morrison take pains to tell the story from all perspectives, particularly that of the former Tibetan guerrillas, many of whom have gone on record here for the first time. The authors also tell how Tibet led America and India to become secret partners over the course of several presidential administrations and cite dozens of Indian and Tibetan intelligence documents directly related to these covert operations. Ultimately, they are persuasive that the Himalayan operations were far more successful as a proving ground for CIA agents who were later reassigned to southeast Asia than as a staging ground for armed rebellion.
As the movement for Tibetan liberation continues to attract international support, Tibet's status remains a contentious issue in both Washington and Beijing. This book takes readers inside a covert war fought with Tibetan blood and U. S. sponsorship and allows us to better understand the true nature of that controversy.
Kenneth Conboy is a former policy analyst and deputy director at the Asian Studies Center in Washington, D.C., whose other books include Spies and Commandos and Feet to the Fire: CIA Covert Operations in Indonesia, 1957–1958. The late James Morrison was a thirty-year Army veteran and the last training officer for the CIA-sponsored Unity project. He coauthored numerous books with Conboy, including Shadow War: The CIA's Secret War in Laos.


What is the client base of the reseller hosting service retailers?
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As of now, the most well-known business type is the cPanel reseller web hositng solution, where the reseller pre-pays for a selected reseller web site hosting account (with fixed amounts of disk space, web traffic, hosted domains, etc. on a monthly basis (at wholesale rates). Then the reseller account is divided into minute shared web space hosting packages, which are subsequently sold to the customers at retail prices specified by the reseller. The reseller's revenue is formed by the difference between the wholesale and the retail hosting prices.
The cPanel-based hosting reseller must take care of the invoicing transaction management platform supply (a merchant account integrated into a 3rd party invoice transaction management platform is compulsory) and the 24x7 client and sales support system supply. The reseller also plays the role of a connection between the customers and the top-level domain name registrar where the domains are actually being registered, relocated or renewed on clients' behalf (a domain reseller account working with the billing system is necessary too).
No domain name, invoicing and technical support management interfaces in cPanel?!?
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Q: Can I make the force open select in save/download dialog box? I use ASP.NET and C# to create file content from binary value
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I put this content in an iframe with jquery.
After this an open/save dialog is shown.
How can I force to open the file directly without open/save dialog?

A: You can't not really anyway.
The way the browser handles the upload is completely up to the browser. (and or user settings)
If you had complete control of client machines there probably would be some browser settings you could force that would open new downloads.
If you had some extra certainties like the browser would always be X you could check out information for a specific browser or write a simple add-on to open files from a certain server. Add that information to you're question.

A: you cannot force open a file on client machine afterdownload, max you can do is open a new window with something like Response.Redirect("/somePDFFile.pdf"), where somePDFFile.pdf is file on server which client just downloaded

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On 21 December 2016, Butterfield Trust (Bermuda) Limited ("Butterfield") was removed as the Trustee of the E Trust and the M Trust, and Meritus was appointed in its place. Butterfield asserted that it was entitled to retain sufficient trust assets in relation to the contingent costs liability (estimated at US$5 million). Butterfield also asserted that it was entitled to a contractual indemnity, particularly in regard to M Trust, while Meritus countered that no such entitlement existed.
The Court found that Butterfield had no right to retain any trust assets as security for its indemnity rights under the E Trust and M Trust. There was no material present that would support a finding that Butterfield was not adequately protected by its equitable lien, in respect of the actual and contingent liabilities. Neither the relevant trust deed nor the Trustee Act conferred rights of retention of trust assets nor were there any provisions which would compel Meritus to negotiate and consummate an express contractual indemnity. It was not disputed that the outgoing trustee was entitled to an equitable right to an indemnity.
Therefore, the Court refused Butterfield's application for an Order requiring Meritus to grant them an express contractual indemnity, as no jurisdictional basis for granting such relief was established.


The statistic depicts the distribution of the Japan Racing Association (JRA) horse race betting turnover in 2017, broken down by type of betting. That year, trifecta betting held the largest share of the total JRA betting turnover with approximately 32.2 percent. When you bet three horses for trifecta, you win if you pick the first, second and third finishers by horse number in exact order.


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Q: How do I find the number of vertices on a planar diagram of a surface? Cheers,
I have a question which I just do not seem to see the answer for:
I am proving the classification theorem for compact surfaces and use planar diagrams as representation of the surfaces. I follow the combinatorical proof of  Seifert and Threlfall with pasting and cutting on the planar diagrams. One of its steps says that the planar model gets reduced down to one single vertex.
Now, if I only have an algebraic representation of a planar model, e.g. bbcca^(-1)dda how do I know how many vertices there are?
So far I think that if a vertex is the terminal point of an edge z, and the initial point of an ege y for example, then this must be ahered throught the whole planar diagram.
In this exact example above why cant it all be identified to one vertex? Or more specific, why cant any vertex out of bbcc be identified with one out of dd?
I am thankful for any help!

A: I find it easier to first convert the algebraic representation into a polygon with edges identified in pairs. But let me write it out with capital letters for the vertices: $$AbBbCcDcEa^{-1}FdGdHaA$$ Now vertex $A$ is at the trailing end of an edge labeled $b$, and so is vertex $B$, so they are the same; $$1b1bCcDcEa^{-1}FdGdHa1$$ $1$ is at the front end of an edge labeled $b$, and so is $C$, so they are equal: $$1b1b1cDcEa^{-1}FdGdHa1$$ Now $1$ and $D$ are at the trailing edge of $c$, so they are equal: $$1b1b1c1cEa^{-1}FdGdHa1$$ Now $1$ and $E$ are at the front end of an edge labeled $c$, so they are equal: $$1b1b1c1c1a^{-1}FdGdHa1$$ Now $F$ and $H$ are in the same relation to $a$, so they are equal to each other: $$1b1b1c1c1a^{-1}2dGd2a1$$ Finally, $2$ and $G$ are in the same relation to $d$, so they are equal: $$1b1b1c1c1a^{-1}2d2d2a1$$ So we conclude that there are two vertices.


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Apr 10, 2018 Apr 10, 2018 NewSwirl
(Last Updated On: Apr 10, 2018)
Elvin Kilcher lives in a cabin some half a mile away from his father's (Otto Kilcher) place. He Otto's oldest son, and he built the cabin by himself, though it is still a work in progress. He is a kind of man you can call a jack of all trades just like his father, but he has taken things a step further than his dad. He is married to Eve. Also, he grows his food by himself. His parents emigrated from Switzerland to Homer in the early 1930s. His family had been living a homestead lifestyle since they settled here and they continue with that lifestyle till today. This is one of the unique features that qualified them as the best characters for the show, Alaska: The Last Frontier, by Discovery Channel.
Elvin Kilcher lives a rather subsistence lifestyle just like his cousin Atz Lee. His life revolves around fishing and hunting. He is also into farming but does not give much attention to farming like he does fishing and hunting. His farm is a subsistence type, but he expands his farming engagement and space as he grows older. He started farming from a very small beginning, just like his grandfather. When he started, he had just a cabin. But over time, the farm grew to include a big pasture. He has also enlarged his home and land, giving him an adequately large resource.
His consistent personal improvement had transformed his farming engagement, and he now lives a hybrid lifestyle composed of farming, gathering, and hunting. Elvin Kilcher believes he can provide for himself and his wife via his farming engagement; he believes his farming enjoyment can take care of his needs all through the winter, and this had been the case since inception till date. Among all his farming engagements, the largest is hunting, but it is more of a gamble for him. He is compelled to rely on small games, like squirrels and rabbits since he does not have any deer, bear or moose to kill, especially in the fall. These are the animals he relies on all throng the eight months of winter, and he had successfully lived through these months year in year out till date.
Elvin Kilcher is s survivor, just like every other member of his family; this is one essential characteristic, considering the kind of lifestyle they are living, a lifestyle almost completely separated from the reality of modern lifestyle. Necessity is the master of invention, as they say; their complete separation from modernity has built in them a can-do spirit incomparable to any other person living in Alaska. They are not complaining, which means their lifestyle must be perfectly suiting and convenient.
Elvin Kilcher and his family members are all living off the grid, which is one of the factors that further make their lives even more interesting. They are living a life completely separated from civilization; no luxury or amenities known to the modern man their ways of life is more or less hostile and that of Elvin is also not different.
Elvin Kilcher (age 34) was born on the 6th of March, 1984.
Elvin Kilcher and his extended family members are the focus of Alaska: The Last Frontier, which is an American reality cable television series which is being aired on Discovery Channel. The reality show is presently in its seventh season of broadcast. The extended Kilcher family that is being featured on the show originated from Swiss immigrants Yule and Ruth Kilcher; this duo is also Alaskan pioneers. And their homestead is located some 11 miles from Homer.
The family has formed a clan due to their large size, and they live their lives without any form of modern heating or plumbing. Instead of the show of modernity, they engage themselves in hunting and farming as part of their preparation for the long winter months. The family is also related to Jewel, a very popular singer; Jewel has also featured on the show, Alaska: The Last Frontier. Elvin Kilcher and his wife started featuring on the show from just a few seasons ago.
Elvin Kilcher Siblings
Aside from being a reality show, Alaska: The Last Frontier is also categorized as a Survival Skills show. Aside from Elvins, the other family members being featured on this show are:
• Shane Kilcher
• Bonnie Kilcher-Dupree
• Eve Kilcher
• Elvin Kilcher
• Jane Kilcher
• Atz Lee Kilcher
• Charlotte Kilcher
• Otto Kilcher
The family story being featured on this reality show is narrated by Brad Poor and the number of seasons so far is seven; the seven seasons have seen up to 101 episodes up to date, with each of the episodes running for 44 minutes, not counting the time for commercials. The first season and episode started on December 29, 2011, and it is still on until present.
Elvin Kilcher publishes various pictures of his homestead lifestyle on social media. He makes frequent posts on several platforms depicting what life looks life separated from many of the social amenities known to the modern man today. Aside from the publications mentioned above, he also has written a book titled Homestead Kitchen: Stories and Recipes from our Hearth to Yours. He wrote this book together with his wife, and they dedicated it to their kids: Findley, a boy and Sparrow Rose, a girl. The book turned out to be very popular and attracted many readers, who found the stories and recipes fascinating; the remote nature of the lifestyles described in the book further increases its attraction and fascination. Aside from writing, Elvin Kilcher is also engaged in music; his love for music seems to stem from his grandmother.
Elvin Kilcher's Net Worth
Elvin Kilcher is among the most popular individuals on social media today. He has a prominent presence on social media platforms, like Instagram, Twitter, and Facebook. He takes time to share various pictures of his homestead lifestyle on various local newspapers. He also uses his passion and talent for various activities, like building, cooking, and hunting. His annual income is up to $350,000, and his net worth is now $2 million.


Hello! Today I will be reviewing The Name of This Book is Secret by Pseudonymous Bosch. This was an excellent book and is definitely a recommendation.
But be careful – our enemies are watching. And tell no one…because the name of this book is secret.
I was a huge fan of this series and read the all of the books when I was in the third grade, so I thought that at least the first one deserved a re-read. I was excited to for a re-read, and I wasn't disappointed!
The villains were excellent! Dr. L and Ms. Mavius *sorry I don't know how to spell her name* were perfect antagonists. Plus, Dr. L's back story was executed perfectly. Come to think of it, there wasn't a single character that I didn't like/didn't fit well into the story.
Bosch had a signature dark humor that spiced things up, similar to that of Trenton Lee Stewart and Lemony Snicket. He also made useful side notations a which added to the dynamics of his writing style to evaluate on the unique things that were happening in the story, which came in handy.
All in all, The Name of This Book is Secret is a must read, especially for anyone who is into mystery books. There was only one minor problem, but it was easily outruled by all of the redeemable qualities which the book possesses. I can assure you that you won't be disappointed if you pick this book up.
I am proud to say that this is our first 5 star review here on Katie That Bookish Girl! *Cries tears of joy.* I'm so proud of you, books.
Thank you for reading this post! What did you think of The Name of This Book is Secret? If you haven't read it yet, are you going to? Let me know your thoughts down in the comments section.
Wow! a 5-star book! It must be good! Sounds like perfect Summertime reading material to me!


American veterans embody the very best of all that is American - the principles of freedom, courage and democracy upon which our country was founded. Open to the public, this event is a celebration of those who gave to keep America strong. Dinner from 5pm to 7pm, dance from 7pm to 10pm featuring The Jack Farina Big Band. Veterans, if your uniform still fits, wear it in honor of the evening.


The PM1090 is constructed of stainless steel with a polycarbonate hood. It is designed to provide controlled watering capability for multiple watering applications, such as flats, trays, pots, and baskets. It not only makes it much easier to keep plants uniformly moistened, it also prevents wasting water while waiting for product. The Watering Chamber can be wired into the production line controls so that if production is stopped or started anywhere along the line, the watering is stopped and started simultaneously, preventing over and under watering of any product already in the watering chamber. Available optional extra wide or tall units will accomodate the highest and widest containers, including hanging baskets with hangers if needed.


Starting from CQ 5.6.1, the referencedBy property has been introduced in order to keep track of the pages that reference the same link.
However, in case a link such as external links in the page footers is referenced from too many pages, Linkchecker performs a lot of JCR writes/update causing CPU peaks as well as performance decreases, mainly caused by the JCR locks.
To verify if the repository growth is related to the linkchecker, enable TRACE log level for org.apache.jackrabbit.oak.jcr.operations.writes during a few minutes, and check if the majority of the writes are below /var/linkchecker. Then do not forgot to disable the TRACE log level.
2. In the OSGI configuration console, open Day CQ Link Checker Info Storage Service and deselect "Save external link references" option and save.
Please note that, disabling this option will not cause automatic removal of the existing referencedBy property values. To achieve this, first remove /var/linkchecker.


I see God for who he is, I see myself the way God sees me, and I will treat others the way I want to be treated.
The MSBC Student Ministry seeks to partner with students and parents with the focus on knowing Christ as Savior, following Christ in discipleship, and influencing others for Christ. We do this by providing spiritually engaging, interactive, service, mission action and community building experiences.
Our Sunday morning Small Group Bible Study is designed to bring all Middle, High School, and College students into a deeper relationship with Christ through the study of God's Word. We have trained leaders who are committed to live life and teach God's Word to teenagers and college students no matter where they are spiritually. Our goal on Sunday is to connect young teenagers with each other and college students with each other and both groups to God through the study of the Bible.
The student ministry at Main Street reaches students from the communities of Grand Saline, Fruitvale, Canton, and Edgewood, as well as college students from Dallas, Tyler, and throughout east Texas. We have sessions throughout the week that minister to both young men and young ladies, Sunday morning Bible study groups for 7th-12th grades and college-aged students, and a Wednesday night worship service for 7th-12th grades. We provide hands-on discipleship and evangelism opportunities through local missions, retreats, and winter and summer camps.
The Following is our Wednesday night worship service, for students from 7th-12th grades. We are a group of Christ-followers, who desire to know Him and be known as His, and desire to see others come to know Him. The name comes from Luke 9:23, which says, "Then He said to them all: "Whoever wants to be my disciple must deny themselves and take up their cross daily and follow me." The atmosphere is upbeat, fun and in-depth. The Following begins each Wednesday evening at 6:00 PM and is over by 8 PM. Our youth-led band leads in worship and is followed by the practical application of God's Word. We use video, music, games and more to see that each student goes away prepared to face an ungodly world!
Our College group meets every Sunday morning for small group Bible study.


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Supernatural, Castiel/Dean, multiorgasmic men
Power and Light - SPN Dean/Castiel NC-17
"Cas... What are you doing to me? I-," Dean choked himself to silence, hands clutching Castiel's back, nails scoring invisible paths down his unchanging skin as he felt himself soaring, flying as pleasure seared through him. For the fifth time.
Castiel didn't bother to answer, just rocked Dean further back, pushing him up on his shoulders, making it almost impossible to brace, impossible to push, impossible to be anything but held open and helpless before the strength thrusting into him. He hadn't stopped the first time, when Dean had yelled out his name. Nor the second, when he'd screamed it, nor the third or fourth when Dean had gasped in utter astonishment.
Every time Castiel released in him was like being filled with light and power. Dean's human frame should be raw and sensitive and bleeding right now, but instead just rose in appreciation again and again, cock hard, balls tight, better and better with each orgasm.
"Cas-."
The angel looked down at him, eyes luminous, nearly glowing in the dim light, as if the glory within him was beginning to shine through his vessel's skin. Dean didn't know what to say, his useless hands now clutching at the bed beneath him, pointlessly anchoring him when he was ready to launch into space again. Castiel's name went from a protest to a chant, exhorting him to not stop.
Castiel actually smiled as Dean's head went back, his body arching into the angel's as he came with him, brilliant energy searing inside Dean and on Castiel's skin.
"God, Cas," Dean managed, strength returning as Castiel thrust more shallowly, teasingly. Dean had taught him that, a way to tantalize one's partner, and a wicked grin crossed his face. Gathering up his lust-lax limbs, Dean twisted just a bit and pushed Cas back, settling himself in the angel's lap. He could see his face, read him better, kiss him finally, even as Cas firmly settled his hands on Dean's hips and kept up his leisurely pace.
"I am not He," Castiel murmured.
"Close enough for me," Dean said. Christ on a cracker, Dean felt himself going for number seven. He'd once been in a threesome that hadn't involved that many orgasms between all the participants!
"Do not blaspheme."
"That was this is?" Dean asked, eyelids fluttering as Cas deepened his thrusts, effortlessly moving him how he wanted. "Punishment for blasphemy?"
"No." Castiel paused until Dean could look him squarely in the face again. "For every time you did not speak of what you wanted. For every time you denied being a good man. For every word you spoke that meant to hurt in order to help."
Dean felt a thrill of fear joining with the pleasure building in his body. He would more than glow before this was over. He'd be glass, transparent, filled with light and power and Castiel...
"Cas, we could be here a long time," Dean whispered.
Castiel twisted slightly, thrusting himself deep, and Dean gave a muted shout as his body gave up again. He clutched hard at Castiel, watching his seed disappearing into the angel's glow, and almost laughed when his body began to get interested yet again.
"It pleases me to carry out this punishment," Castiel said solemnly, his thumb brushing along the edge of Dean's hip. Dean just leaned forward to kiss him, the light around them muting as Dean captured his lips for several long minutes. His body broke again in pleasure as they breathed the same air, and Dean laughed very softly as they broke the kiss.
"Guilty as charged."
Castiel's expression became that of a stern taskmaster as he bent to filling Dean with the power and light of Heaven's merciful wrath.
Supernatural, Castiel + or / any, owl
Athena - Supernatural, Castiel-Dean, PG-13
When observing a trained Hunter, who was searching for his monstrous prey in the desolate northern woods, it did not do to be seen in a human form. The badly-confused owl's tiny soul fluttered about Castiel's greater power as he examined his brother's future Vessel.
Large eyes took in every detail of the young man stalking through the underbrush almost as silently as Castiel could fly in this body. Dean knelt, waiting for the werewolf he knew was to come, trusting his father to make the kill shot, knowing he was only to observe. Him and his brother, crouching nearby in Dean's shadow. Yet his own gun was loaded with silver bullets, the owl could hear them clicking sharply into place even better than the angel inside him.
Flexing feathery wings, a soft and weak contrast to his own, but still a welcome change from the soft-skinned vessel he would take in due time, Castiel launched himself from the tree branch and flew over Dean and Sam's heads, hooting softly in reproof as they all heard the sound of a gun go off distantly. Dean almost threw himself out of the bushes to go running towards the noise (Michael would be proud, he always ran towards conflict, no coward he), but Castiel hooted again, and Dean stopped and quickly looked behind him, at Sam.
Checking himself at Sam's astonished expression, Dean looked straight up into the dim branches of the tree, and somehow spotted Castiel, feathered and big-eyed and wings bated, long talons gripping the bark. Castiel hooted again, and Sam waved his brother back.
"Dean! Please, we don't know where it is!"
Dean looked towards the conflict, heaved a sigh, and went back to his brother, gun out to protect him from any threat. Castiel hooted once again in approval, and pushed off from the tree, silent wings sending him higher. Dean was coming along well, with courage enough for Michael, protective instincts enough for their Father. Given time, the wisdom to use properly them would come. Soaring into the moonlit night, Castiel abandoned his temporary vessel gently, letting the owl fly free.
Any, any/any, tentacles
More - Supernatural/Dean/Tentacles, NC-17. Porn, Genders-bending randomness and Alastair being mean
It started with threads, tiny little things that twined over Dean's skin, more a tickle than anything else. He almost might have enjoyed it, if he hadn't known by now that any hint of something good from Alastair's hands quickly turned into something horrible.
The threads thickened as they wound around his limbs, his neck, pressing into his thighs, circling his chest, and running into his hair. They became bigger, stronger, thicker, wetter, as they began to slip and writhe on him, the slight texture peaking his nipples and making his cock swell. He was shocked how fast he got hard, but after years, decades of being ripped open, the pleasure was addictively welcome.
Dean experimentally tried to move as the slick muscled tentacles crowded up his thighs, and found his limbs stuck fast, his hands only free to caress the strong boneless limbs that slid along his palms. Living ropes encircled his cock, each one squeezing in beautifully coordinated pleasure, slick and hot. Jerking his hips into their grasp, Dean let out a moan as he felt the sweet fire burning in him.
"Yes..." He choked off his words in the next second as more tentacles slid across his ass and then in, delicately touching, testing, sliding across every spot until they found the one that made Dean open his mouth in a wanton gasp, hips bucking back and forth to try to thrust his cock forward and simultaneously impale himself deeper on the tentacles inside him.
They seemed to get the idea and swelled, writhing in him in a way that turned his bones to jelly, even as his cock was have every inch caressed with its own personal tentacle masseuse. As Dean's mouth fell open, more tentacles forced their way inside, dripping something musky onto his tongue. At the taste, Dean abandoned reason and sucked hard, feeling his body being slammed back and forth by the slick grip on his limbs, each wave driving him higher.
More! he shouted mentally, and the tentacles spewed into him, burning hot liquid that made him seize and thrash, fire and lights going off behind his eyes. Weakness gripped him as he felt his body seem to liquefy in the tentacles' grasp.
"You want more, Dean?" Alastair's unwelcome voice invaded his haze of intense pleasure.
Drowning in the first good feelings he'd had in twenty-nine years of unimaginable pain, Dean nodded, hands grasping the slick hardness across his palms. The feeling of weakness intensified, along with the rising wave of another impending orgasm, and Dean felt his body shift.
Shrinking, he became small, petite, no longer able to fight the strength wrapping up every limb. Breasts blossomed, sensitive and new, nipples aching to be touched. Dean felt himself scream, high and thin, when a few tentacles diverted to wrap around them, tugging, squeezing, and sucking. There was no cock now, just another hole, open and needy. More slick and writhing tentacles filled him up, pushing, licking, pulsing out tiny bursts of hot fluid, making him scream around the thickness in his throat.
It was too much, too strange, and not enough. Not nearly enough. Dean crashed between the thick ropes holding him hostage, burning and coming, thrashing helplessly in his bonds, pushing for more penetration, more thickness, more filling him up, more to take away the pain and fill the hollow void left behind by Alastair's knives.
more... Dean clenched hard around the invading tentacles, feeling himself stretched to the limit as more and more slick ropes of muscle raced to fill him.
More... His throat was full; he could barely breathe, but it didn't matter, as long as they kept filling him with their come, kept making him orgasm again and again, it didn't matter.
MORE! It didn't matter what shape he wore, or how helpless he felt, as long as the tentacles kept it up, let him come, made him come over and over and over-.
"Very nice, Dean."
Alastair looked down at Dean, suddenly back in his old form, strapped to the rack as usual, and grinned. "It's going to feel so great, now that you've had a little break." He picked up a freshly-sharpened razor and leaned over his victim with a pleased and ugly smile. Dean, so recently wrenched from a sea of endless pleasure, screamed in agony as the razor came down for what felt like the very first time.
SPN, Dean/Jo, John and Bill arrange a marriage between their children, a common practice in established Hunter families.
Together – Supernatural, Dean/Jo – PG-13
When Sam Winchester was three months old, and Joanna Beth Harvelle was five months old, John and Mary Winchester took their eldest son to meet his future bride.
"She looks little," Dean declared, looking into her crib with some fascination.
"She'll grow," Ellen promised, her arm around her husband. "She'll be big and strong as your mom, someday."
"She should marry Sam. They're the same age!" Dean said.
Mary smothered a laugh and hugged little Sam closer. "But you're the big brother, first born, and so is Joanna."
"Like, first in a race?"
"Like first in a race," John said, nodding.
"You like her, Dean?" Bill Harvelle bent down until he was at Dean's eye level, and put his hand on his daughter's crib. Dean stared at Joanna very carefully, and finally nodded.
"She doesn't smell, like Sam."
The adults chuckled softly as John reached down to shake Bill's hand.
"Then it's official. Wedding in eighteen years!"
Mary Winchester survived Azazel's first attempt on her life three months later, but died when Sam was four, to a surprise attack by a vampire. John was almost inconsolable, but Dean knew they had to pull through, not just for Sam's sake, but for Jo's as well. In ten more years, it would be Dean's turn to take care of the family.
The orbits of the Winchesters and Harvelles crossed randomly, as the Impala carried them past the Roadhouse, or Bill's truck would catch sight of their car in some haunted little podunk town. Dean and Jo would spend a few precious hours catching up whenever they could, exchanging hunting stories and shooting techniques, showing off scars, and wondering if each felt as strange as the other when they entered a new school. Dean at least had Sam for company on the road. Jo only had Dean's letters.
"And what about that Kristen girl?" Jo asked when she was fourteen. Dean bit his lip, maintained stoic silence, and tried not to blush about the prom date he'd had at his last high school.
"I'm not an idiot," she added, into the awkward pause. "The guys at the Roadhouse talk plenty."
"Um..." Dean managed.
"We're not married yet." Dean heaved a sigh of relief. "By the way, Dad gave me a knife for my last birthday. Want to see?"
Dean lifted a cheap ring for himself in the next town and began to wear it as a reminder. Jo was damn good with that blade.
When Jo was eighteen, Sam left for college.
"He got a squeeze. Civilian, named Jessica. I think she's good for him. Him and Dad... it got ugly. He just need some time off, I think," Dean said into the phone, rubbing his head with his hand.
"I wish I'd had a sister," Jo said. "I think he kinda wished he had someone..."
"We'll do something, Jo. We gotta make this work."
When Jo was nineteen, she made her dad invite John Winchester to her wedding. Bill Harvelle had lost an arm to a bad hunting trip with John, but Jo hadn't let her parents call off her wedding. She'd been waiting all her life for it.
Dean pried Sam out of college with a crowbar, and made him find an excuse to leave Jess behind.
"It's a Hunter wedding, Sammy. I don't think you want to explain everything to her, right?" He had to have Sam there to witness; he'd been waiting most of his life for this.
They'd gotten married on consecrated ground, over the site of an old church, not far from the back of the Roadhouse. Salt ringed the sanctuary, and they'd put a devil's trap around the alter, just to be safe.
Dean gave Jo blessed hunting knife, she gave him a pearl-handled automatic .45. They'd gotten married in leather and denim, weighted down with every tool of their trade. Ellen had been the one to perform the ceremony, with a few additions to the vows that if Dean ever hurt her little girl, she'd flay him alive and sacrifice him to a wendigo.
"Yes, ma'am!" Dean agreed, impressed by her vehemence. Jo shot a warning glance at her mother and pulled Dean in for a hard kiss. He bent her back, returning the embrace with eighteen-plus years of interest, and finally pulled away to see their new combined family beaming at them. Most of them weren't speaking to each other, but maybe they could fix that, in time.
Supernatural, Sam & Dean, the sum of all fears: Clowns on a Plane
Get These Mothertrucking Clowns Off This Mothertrucking Plane! - Supernatural, Sam & Dean, PG-13
"Oh God," Sam moaned, very very quietly over the din of squeaky noses and horns, whoopee cushions, and balloon animals.
"It was your damn idea to fly," Dean said, teeth clenched and fingers digging into the arms of his seat as the floor tilted beneath them and the ground fell away. He closed his eyes, turned green, opened them again, and turned greener. And paler.
"I didn't know the Ringling Brothers Clown Reunion was going to Denver too!" Sam said faintly, flinching as a cheerful, polka-dot clown paused by their seats, twisted them a balloon giraffe, patted Sam on the head, and continued up the aisle.
Sam shuddered all over and shooed the giraffe onto Dean's lap. Dean didn't even react, as he was simultaneously trying to look out the window, not look out the window, and not throw up.
"Why the hell did there have to be a snowstorm in April and block the roads?" Dean managed.
"Oh, the usual," a new voice commented. Sam and Dean turned simultaneously to see a clown in a blue and yellow striped suit, his face painted with a red smile and blue eyes. He grinned widely at them and handed Sam a balloon angel.
"Gabriel?" Sam asked, too shaken by the hideous clown wig to sound angry.
Dean started groping in his jacket for something lethal, and jerked his hand out in shock as a squeaky toy gun tumbled out into his lap.
"Just enjoy the flight, boys," Gabriel said. The plane gave a full-body shudder as it hit some turbulence, and the sound of honking noses filled the cabin.
"This is worse than Hell," Dean opined. Sam couldn't agree with him more.
Supernatural, Castiel, Dean, Sam, + any, the trouble with having more than two people in the Impala is...
The Trouble Is... - Supernatural, Castiel, Dean, Sam, PG
The problem with having more than two people in the Impala was that after several years of only having two people in the Impala, it was hard to adjust. Dean and Sam were used to slinging bags of food or supplies in the back seat without looking. They must have clocked Castiel in the face with fast-food bags at least a half-dozen times. They couldn't hurt him, but Sam was always nervous about accidentally disrespecting the angel.
Then there were the times that Sam and Dean were out of cash and had to crash in the car for a night or two. No problem with two, one in the backseat, one with the passenger seat cranked all the way back over the other's feet, but if Bobby was with them, that made a problem. Cas didn't sleep, but it seemed kinda wrong to kick him out of the car while they tried to contort themselves into something resembling comfortable.
There was also the problem with the speakers. Dean could listen to his albums with Sam in the front while they talked, no problem, but it made it really hard to hear someone talking from the back seat. This was particularly awkward when Castiel was trying to explain some nuance of Heavenly lore over AC/DC.
Above all, the trouble with having more than two in the Impala is Sam's damn digestive problems. Now he got to disgust two or three people instead of just Dean. A week after Cas joined their daily road trips, Dean banned burritos. Forever.
Pull, Crowley/Castiel, supernatural sex, R
I always wanted to touch them, you know? Like pulling a girl's pigtails in class; it's so fun to do what you know is going to get you in trouble. It's what makes me the best at what I do. I know what tempts people the most, and I let them give into it, for an appropriate price. And being able to give into your own personal temptations, well that's the perks of being the King of the Crossroads, isn't it?
It helps that he's drunk. Two whole liquor stores, now that's something impressive even from my own admitedly jaded standards. And anything that can impress me is a bit of a turn-on. When it's an angel that's doing it, so sloppy drunk that he's letting a demon toy with his wings and groaning into the mattress like he just found Heaven there... That's more than a bit of a turn-on.
Just for fun, I tug on them a bit harder, running my hands through the feathers to see if I can get any new noises out of Castiel. Ah yes. Those noises. So good to get the kind that make all the muscles in his ass flex and the back of his neck turn red. Lovely to see him push into the pulling, begging for more.
Never used to be able to do this before, mind you. Would have burned my hands to a crisp touching him a year ago. Now there's just sweat and the sweet stink of liquor and an angel rutting against a bed because even though Dean Winchester is a walking receptacle for VD, he "doesn't see Cas that way." Someone might sell their soul to ease the frustration after hearing something like that.
I dig deep into the feathers, crushing them in handfuls and pulling back hard. He spasms, helpless, and there's a new tang on the air. Lovely. He doesn't resist when I pull him back flush against me and let him feel what he wants. The sounds coming out of him now are bloody Enochian gibberish, angel sex-talk, as I run my hands up and down the arches of his wings. He's trembling, a flushing virgin of all the damned things (and I know most of them), wanting without the least idea of what he's in for.
"Say 'pretty please,'" I growl, low and rumbling enough to imitate what he really wants. I punctuate the move with running my hands down the soft feathers near his back, and have to keep myself from nearly purring when he melts into my hands. It's criminal, even for me, to have this kind of softened butter on my tongue.
Doesn't stop me though. Demons don't play fair, and I play with loaded dice, always.
Dean doesn't know what he's missing. A pull on those feathers, and he's yours. I grab on with both hands and hang on for the ride.
Leverage, Eliot, insomnia
Retirement plan, Leverage, Eliot, PG 13
Hazard of the profession, that's what some would call it. Hardison might stay up all night playing video games by choice, or Parker might spend the early morning hours timing security guards, but neither of them had problems sleeping afterward. Sophie slept in the security of her own lies, and Nate... Well, half a bottle of something off the bar and he would be out, no problem. Whatever sorrows he was drowning he managed to keep quiet at night.
Eliot didn't have that luxury. He held the coffee cup loosely, back to the wall of the all-night diner, eyes on the door, sipping the allegedly calming chamomile tea Sophie had slipped him under cover of the typical cup of joe. No point in staying in his apartment, staring at the backs of his eyelids. No point in risking overdoing a workout just to get rest.
He had to be at his best, had to be ready to defend his team. He'd worked with a torn bicep in Botswana, a badly sprained ankle in Cambodia, cracked ribs in Afghanistan, and worse in other places. He'd crawled through mud with broken bones and still beaten the living tar out of guys who'd been in his way. He'd gotten the job done and depended on no one but himself.
And they depended on that expertise. His team depended on him to shield them from threats with his body and skills, to take those hits and shut down the bullies so justice could be done. Eliot Spencer, from hired thug to Robin Hood do-gooder. He grinned slightly behind his mug and swallowed another gulp of warm tea.
It wasn't his conscience that kept him up, as poetical as that might be. If he'd been truly troubled with his chosen profession, he'd have gotten out years ago. He didn't worry over the people he'd hurt; he worried over the people that he'd seen hurt, with no way to defend themselves. Taking down trained mooks was one thing, beating up those who couldn't defend themselves was quite another.
Eliot felt his grip on the mug tighten and deliberately loosed his fingers. They creaked a bit, and he took another long gulp of tea, stretching his neck to ease the strain. That, right there, that was the only thing he could pinpoint that kept him up. That strain. The aches in his body before he warmed up.
Being a hitter was a young man's game, particularly if they distained weapons as Eliot did. A hacker, a grifter, a mastermind, they could keep working their magic until they were old and gray. And hadn't Parker's mentor proved that even an old thief was far from harmless? If she could no longer flip through laser beams or rappel down elevator shafts, she could fall back on other skills to get the job done.
Eliot could see the end of his road, and it was frighteningly bleak. One day he would move too slow and be unable to block a deadly blow. Something would break in his body, and Hardison or Sophie, Parker or Nate would pay the consequences. They liked him, trusted him even, but if he couldn't protect them? What then? He knew a few things they didn't, but not as much as Nate, not as much that Hardison couldn't find out.
Yes, he knew how to cook, he knew fashion, he knew how to tend a horse and ride, fix a car, he could sing and play a guitar. He knew two hundred ways to kill someone with his right hand, and had a price on his head in a half a dozen countries. Retirement would be... chancy. At best.
Looking out the window, Eliot sipped his tea, stretched out the aches in his body, and watched the sun slowly dawn on a new day.
Leverage, Eliot/Any (or unpaired), For the longest time, his dream was to go down saving the life of someone who deserved to live
Better With Them – Leverage, Eliot, R for darkness
He feels the strain in his legs as he lunges, then the mule-kick of the bullet in his chest. She screams, blood-smeared but safe, and all her dreams along with her.
Eliot twists in the vice of arms, trying to get the right amount of leverage, and the mercenary gets his hands into position alongside his head. Eliot shouts for his charge to run, watching him disappear out the door, and knows he won't let the injustice stand. Eliot feels his neck break with a surge of hope.
The edge of the roof loomed, too close, but Eliot didn't stop for a second. He and the bodyguard would go over together, twenty stories down, and the one he was protecting would be safe, free to keep doing his job of saving people.
Bleeding was a slower death than he'd like, but it was inevitable this deep into the woods. He'd shot the flares, given her all his supplies, told her how to keep herself safe, and hauled himself far away from her so the bears wouldn't find her. She'd learn, she'd figure things out, and she'd be one of the best people in the world.
Better them than him. The world would be better with them in it.
Eliot woke up with echoes of pain all over, chest and neck and deep in his bones, and smiled. He didn't need to tell the team; they'd assume he had a death wish. It couldn't be farther from the truth. He just wanted them to live.
Leverage, Eliot + grocery shopping, Who knew going to the market for vegetables would require a black belt in judo?
Caprese - Leverage, Eliot, PG-13
He'd picked out the meat himself yesterday, so he could have time to smoke and cook it low and slow so it would come out perfect. He had grown all the herbs himself, dug up his own potatoes, but had found, much to his dismay, that the swiss chard and tomatoes were just not up to par. The tomatoes weren't going to be ripe in time, and the two days they had been on a job in Miami had allowed bugs to get at the swiss chard.
Clearly, this wouldn't do.
Eliot was at the farmer's market at the earliest possible hour, and prowled amongst the booths and stalls to find the freshest possible produce. He found the swiss chard soon enough, and a surprisingly good bunch of ramps to go with it in the wilted greens. Someone had absolutely fresh mozzarella, with free samples to assure him of its quality. Farm fresh eggs would have enough time to be deviled before the barbeque tonight, but he had to find fresh tomatoes, or he might as well call the whole thing off.
He spied a bit of red at the end of one row, and took a beeline straight for the display of heirloom tomatoes. Even on a casual glance, they looked perfect, ripe and unblemished, with excellent color. On a more critical stare, they looked even better.
"I'll take eight," he said, and realized someone next to him had said the exact same thing.
He turned to face his competitor, a lanky brunette he recognized as a frequent visitor to his usual dojo. Lauren, he remembered, had a black belt in tae kwan do, and could break four boards with her feet.
"I need those tomatoes," he growled, giving her a stare that strong men hadn't been able to face.
"I have a dinner party," she said, narrowing her gaze and not moving an inch.
"My friends are coming over. And this caprese salad is going to be perfect," Eliot said, glaring daggers.
"I'm making my father's famous hamburgers."
"Not with these tomatoes."
Lauren put her canvas bag of purchases down on the ground and handed her purse to the lady tending the booth. Eliot gave his bag to the guy in the booth across the way, with a stare that promised if he didn't get the bag back in the same condition it had been given to him, limbs would be extracted.
"Let's go, caprese," Lauren taunted.
"Ready when you are, hamburger."
Lauren launched herself at him with a kick that could have sent him flying half the length of the row. Eliot twisted, grabbed her ankle on the way past, and helped her make the journey herself. She skidded into a display of flower pots, came up spitting mad, and lunged for him again.
Lauren was sweat-soaked and exhausted, but not really hurt, while Eliot was sporting a bruised knee, wrenched shoulder, cracked rib, and had a gash on his nose where her fingernails had inadvertently scratched him. He didn't like fighting women, as a rule, and was holding back from hurting her. Unfortunately, he was going to lose those precious tomatoes if Lauren didn't give up soon.
"Ready for a break?" she asked, foot sliding into position for another one of her devastating kicks.
Eliot sighed, but at that moment, a car alarm went off, and then screeching tires could be heard in the parking lot. Lauren looked behind her, eyes open in shock.
"My car!" she shouted, and sprinted for the vanishing vehicle.
Eliot wasted no time in paying for his tomatoes, getting his bag of purchases, and getting them safely home.
"Wow, Eliot, this is amazing!" Sophie said, eyes rolling up as she tasted the fresh basil, mozzarella, and tomatoes, lightly seasoned and drizzled with extra-virgin olive oil.
"Seriously man, who'd you have to fight to get this? It's awesome," Hardison said. He was on his second plate, and already had his eye on the smoking grill Eliot was tending near the table.
"Fifth-rank tae kwan do black belt," Eliot said blandly, checking to make sure the ribs were getting just warm enough.
"Either way, we really appreciate this," Nate said, sipping at the white wine that was the only alcohol Eliot had provided.
Parker wandered over to the grill and watched Eliot fiddle with the flames with open fascination.
"You're sure she was a fifth-degree black belt?" she asked, eyebrows furrowed.
"It's a very distinctive style."
"Cool." Parker tossed him the keys to Lauren's car as she went back to join the group.
Grinning to himself, Eliot took the ribs off the grill.
Leverage, team, Con Air
The Aruba Job - Leverage, team, PG
"Ladies and gentlemen, if you'd please bring your attention to the front of the cabin..." Sophie began the safety lecture as if she'd done it a thousand times before. And, truthfully, she'd probably seen it that many times. Being a constantly-traveling grifter had more perks than merely the obvious.
With all the attention focused on her, except for a handful of bored businessmen who probably had seen the lecture as often as she, Hardison was ready to take control of the plane's transponder, making it continue to broadcast it was going to Aruba, while he monitored the surrounding airspace to be certain they weren't going to bump into anyone they shouldn't.
"Parker, you ready up there?" he asked quietly.
Parker, tightly squeezed into an overhead compartment, muttered something as she wiggled out into the wider spaces between the plane's skin.
"Give me two point six minutes," she offered, sliding around live wires and conduits until she reached the transponder and plugged in Hardison's brand new gadget. "Done!" Wiggling around the struts and braces until she found a comfortable position, she rested her head on her arm, padded by her parka to keep warm, and took a snooze.
"Did she fall asleep? Parker? Seriously?" Eliot demanded, tugging at the throat of his captain's uniform.
"She got it done, FAA thinks we're on course. Just get us down in Puerto Rico and we can hand Mr. Franks and his suitcase full of cash to the marshals," Nate said calmly.
"Last time I commandeered a plane was when I got the first price on my head," Eliot muttered.
"We're not exactly commandeering it so much as... delaying it a bit," Nate pointed out.
"Besides, Puerto Rico is lovely this time of year," Sophie said, tinkering in the galley to deliver Mr. Franks his doped cup of coffee.
"I like birds," Parker added sleepily. "Can I get a parrot?"
"Is she sleep talking in the middle of a plane heist?" Hardison asked incredulously.
"Shut up, all of you," Eliot snapped, as the plane soared over the blue waters of the Caribbean Sea.
Leverage, team, it doesn't end with happily ever after
The Last Job - Leverage, team, R for darkness
Sophie disappeared into one of a dozen false identities, in any number of her homes, in any number of countries where she had built a life for herself. She had to go alone; it was too dangerous to contact anyone else. From what Hardison could tell, she never let anyone else close ever again.
Eliot's past caught up to him, despite everything the team had tried to do to throw up roadblocks for the people after his head. He fought valiantly for five years, taking up small protection jobs on the side regardless of the risk. Hardison found out why Eliot had dropped off the map when he realized someone had collected on his bounty.
Parker was the best of them at her chosen profession, and also perhaps the most paranoid. She was arrested four times, and each time was out of prison before the sun went down on her first day in. Five times as many thefts could be credited to her, with no evidence to show for it, logically. She visited Hardison a couple of times, and then vanished completely, saying she owed it to him to not get him caught. The number of close calls he'd been having took an abrupt nose dive after her last visit, and he had learned to be content knowing he had a psychotic blonde guardian angel out there. Somewhere.
Nate, he no longer had to keep tabs on. He'd been the one on the front line when that last job had gone so far south. Oakdale Cemetery was his home now, and Hardison made sure (though several false fronts and identities) his grave was kept up. Maggie had sent an anonymous message of thanks to one of those false names.
Hardison had been safely cocooned in his electronic world on that last job, far enough from the job site to avoid detection, and had been the only one to avoid having his face and identity splashed all over the criminal underworld. He'd gotten away clean and empathic protestations from everyone else had made him stay that way.
"You try to fix this and get yourself in the same mess, I will kick your ass from here to your nana's house, go it?" Eliot had told him, looking ready to enforce his threat even with a broken arm.
"Nate wouldn't want you to get caught for our sakes, and neither would I. Don't try to find me, Hardison, I can take care of myself," Sophie had said to him, expression a determined veneer over sadness. Her clothes were still spattered with Nate's blood.
Parker had grabbed him, kissed him on the mouth, and then dove out the window, her short, burned-off hair flying in all directions.
He had never tried to find them. But he still kept tabs, jimmied records where he could, and kept up a few important things. The Nate Ford Leverage fund for legal troubles was only one of them, but it helped keep their team alive.", "url": "https://jaune-chat.livejournal.com/86503.html", "image": { "@type": "ImageObject", "url": "https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/sign.png" }, "author": { "@type": "Person", "name": "jaune_chat", "image": "https://l-userpic.livejournal.com/93050443/14115052" }, "publisher": { "@type": "Organization", "name": "Journal jaune_chat", "logo": { "@type": "ImageObject", "url": "https://jaune-chat.livejournal.com", "contentUrl": "https://l-userpic.livejournal.com/67534758/14115052" } } }
August Drabbles, Part 1
I've been kicking it over at comment_fic this month, and I have a bunch of drabbles to post! Huzzah! I've tackled a half-dozen new fandoms and found a new crossover OTP. It's been a good month.
SPN, Alastair, teaching Dean the ropes (and needles and razors) of hellish torturing
Safekeeping - SPN, Alastair teaching Dean, hard R for gore
"You see, gotta get it tighter."
The rough ropes dug into the already raw and bleeding skin on the boy's wrists. Dean twisted the wheel another notch and watched them become soaked in crimson as the vinegar on the ropes helped open the wounds wider. And propel the screams higher.
"You remember, don't you?" Alastair crooned, hands sliding over the ropes and pressing them deeper, looking up at Dean over the tear-filled eyes of the kid on the rack.
Dean couldn't speak, just turned away to grab the razors, opening up quick, shallow cuts on the trembling torso in front of him. Each excruciating little slice brought forth another shriek and plea for mercy, repetitive waves of sound that Dean learned to tune out as simple background noise.
"Dean, Dean, Dean. No artistry. Take your time. Little Roy here isn't going anywhere but further down. Gotta keep him awake, engaged."
Dean glared at his teacher, one of the flying razors coming close enough to Alastair's face for him to feel the breeze, and slid a blade just under the skin of Roy's ear for safekeeping. Alastair's face split into an ugly smile, more hideous than the rest of him, as Dean turned back to the table.
"Needles."
Dean whipped around to look at him.
"Needles," Alastair repeated more forcefully. In his mind's eyes, he could see Dean stretched out over the wheel, a needle in every inch of skin, trembling and unable, breaking as he begged to be allowed to torture damned souls.
Defiantly Dean moved his hand to a slender whip, and Alastair grabbed his wrist. Moving Dean's hand with implacable strength, he covered his hand over Dean's and gripped two needles between their fingers.
"Pick, Dean," Alastair said, taloned hand and burning skin keeping his protégé on the straight and narrow path. Slanting ever downwards.
Dean turned to look at Alastair, his hatred a beautifully palpable force, and raised the needles high.
"I'd rather stick a needle in my eye," Dean snarled, and brought his hand down over Roy's face. The screams and struggles until now seemed tame in comparison as the boy heedlessly sawed his wrists to the bone against the ropes with his mindless, agonized thrashing.
"Oh, see no evil, Dean. Not bad. But you got to get more creative to pass this little test." Alastair's smile was venom and smoke on the pain-filled air.
At the praise, Dean's face twisted in nausea and pride. Looking over his shoulder at the blood-stained rack, and the futile writhing of the creature upon it, Dean turned to pick up more needles, under Alastair's critical eye.
He had never tried to find them. But he still kept tabs, jimmied records where he could, and kept up a few important things. The Nate Ford Leverage fund for legal troubles was only one of them, but it helped keep their team alive.
Tags: castle, criminal minds, crossover, dollhouse, drabbles, femslash, fic, heroes, leverage, slash, supernatural, torchwood, toy story, wall-e


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Live Streaming India vs England 1st Test Day 3: When and where to watch IND v ENG Test match?
August 3, 2018 Ruby Singh	Comment(0)
What time is the Test match between England and India?
Day 3 of the first Test between India and England will start at 3.30pm IST.
Where can I watch the England vs India Test match live?
You can watch the Test match live on the following TV channels – Sony Six, Sony Six HD, Sony Ten 3 and Sony Ten 3 HD from 2.29pm IST.
Live Streaming will be available on SonyLiv app and website – sonyliv.com
When is the England vs India Test match?
The first Test between India and England will be played from August 1-5.
Where will the England vs India Test match be played?
The first Test between India and England will be played at Edgbaston, Birmingham.
Where can I check the online live updates of the England vs India Test match?
You can get all the latest updates, reactions, news of the Test match at
What are the team squads for England vs India Test match?
England: Alastair Cook, Keaton Jennings, Joe Root (C), Dawid Malan, Jonny Bairstow (W), Ben Stokes, Jos Buttler, Sam Curran, Adil Rashid Stuart Broad, James Anderson
India: Murali Vijay, Shikhar Dhawan, Lokesh Rahul, Virat Kohli (C), Ajinkya Rahane, Dinesh Karthik (W), Hardik Pandya, Ravichandran Ashwin, Umesh Yadav, Mohammed Shami, Ishant Sharma
Virat Kohli scored a sensational 149 while R Ashwin snared Alastair Cook for the second time in two days to leave India in a great position in the first Test of the five-match series against England in Birmingham on Friday.
After taking a narrow lead, England lost Cook who was beaten by Ashwin's guile and went away only 22 runs ahead. India will now count on Ashwin, Mohammed Shami and the other pacers to bowl the hosts out quickly on Day 3 in pursuit of victory at England's fortress.
Kohli smashed his maiden Test hundred in England and 22nd overall as India came within 13 runs of England's first innings total of 287. England, who resumed Day 2 at 285/9 could add only two runs to their overnight total before Shami dismissed Sam Curran.
News credit : Indiatoday
Tagged Cricket, india, murli vijay, sports
Virat Kohli No.1 for a reason, enjoying my contest with him: James Anderson
August 11, 2018 Ruby Singh
James Anderson said he is enjoying his contest with world No.1 Test batsman Virat Kohli in the ongoing five-match series between England and India. Anderson took 5/20 to help England bowl India out for only 107 on the second day of the second Test at Lord's on Friday. Anderson said he feels a bit "unfortunate" […]
Live Cricket Score: India vs England 2nd Test Day 1 at Lord's
August 9, 2018 Ruby Singh
Hello and welcome to our Live Coverage of the second Test between India and England in the five-match series at Lord's. 16.38 IST: It's been more than one and a half hours since the toss was originally supposed to take place but the rain is showing no signs of letting the match begin. 16.00 IST: The rain is relentless. […]
Serena Williams returns to top 30 in world rankings, Novak Djokovic ranked 10th
July 17, 2018 July 17, 2018 Ruby Singh
Serena Williams made a comeback into the world's top 30 in the latest WTA rankings released on Monday after her inspiring and stellar show at Wimbledon last week. Serena played her second major just 10 months after undergoing a complicated surgery post the birth of her daughter Alexis Olympia Ohanian and even then, she reached […]
Bihar shelter rape case: How it unfolded
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'Salvation', written by Steve Lyons, features the First Doctor, Steven and Dodo.
The god have returned, and they're here to save our world.
New York, 1965. A time of conflict between ideologies, races, generations and genders, when crime runs rife and an unpopular war drags on in a distant land. In the midst of this turmoil, people cry out to their gods.
And now, it seems, the gods have answered their call. Walking the slums and tenments of downtown Manhattan, demonstrating extraordinary powers, five strangers are gathering a frowing crowd of worshippers.
Steven wants to believe in miracles, but the Doctor is more sceptical. What are the strangers' real motives, and why does history make no mention of these events? As New York begins to tear itself apart, the Doctor's principles are tested to their limits. Which side should he choose to help? And what part will a London schoolgirl named Dorothea Chaplet play in the ensuing chaos?
What rice is humankind willing to pay for salvation?


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Q: Web Application to know database update My web application (ASP.NET 4) connects to a database (SQL Server 2005). For every new row inserted in a certain table, I want the web app can do some process (like send  an email to me with new data).
How do I implement the system? My first though is having web app check the table SN column, and have a variable lastProcessedSN. And keep polling every minute. Is it possible to have DB notify web app when there's a new row being inserted?
Please advise, thanks.

EDIT:
Sending an email is just an example, not the exact thing I want to do. So this question is focusing on how to implement the trigger on MSSQL table insert to call my program.

A: You could modify the insert script or stored procedure to send yourself an email. If you're writing with stored procedures in SQL you can send email from there: Send Email from SQL
Otherwise if you're using EF/NHibernate/Linq2SQL you could write C# code to email yourself

A: Probably the easiest approach would be to setup a Windows scheduled task that ran every X minutes that would execute a console app you create.  Your app would select the newest rows from the table (based on timestamp, or possibly a Flag you can set) and e-mail them.

A: you could use SqlDependency`s see
http://www.codeproject.com/KB/database/chatter.aspx
&
http://msdn.microsoft.com/en-us/library/system.data.sqlclient.sqldependency.aspx

A: You can write a trigger for that table so that when a new record comes to the table, it can call a dot net assembly.you can have the email sending code in your dot net assembly

A:
For every new row inserted in a
  certain table, I want the web app can
  do some process (like send an email to
  me with new data).

For this implementation, According to my knowledge you should use the window application.

Is it possible to have DB notify web
  app when there's a new row being
  inserted?

Window application will use System.Windows.Forms.Timer. Below is the sample code.
System.Windows.Forms.Timer myTimer = new System.Windows.Forms.Timer();

myTimer.Tick += new EventHandler(TimerEventProcessor);
myTimer.Interval = Mention the time interval in milliseconds;
myTimer.Start();

Timers can be following as well.
System.Threading.Timer
System.Timers.Timer
For more information about the Selection of Timer, you should follow this link

System.Windows.Forms.Timer vs. System.Threading.Timer vs. System.Timers.Timer
private void TimerEventProcessor(Object myObject,
                                            EventArgs myEventArgs) {
{
   using (System.Data.SqlClient.SqlConnection con = new SqlConnection("YourConnection string")) {
        con.Open();
        using (SqlCommand cmd = new SqlCommand()) {
            string expression = "Parameter value";
            cmd.CommandType = CommandType.StoredProcedure;
            cmd.CommandText = "Your Stored Procedure";
            cmd.Parameters.Add("Your Parameter Name", SqlDbType.VarChar).Value = expression;
            cmd.Connection = con;
            using (IDataReader dr = cmd.ExecuteReader()) {
                if (dr.Read()) {
                    //Your functionality
                }
            }
        }
    }

}


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Q: ionic2 toggle in navbar use appropriately I am trying to use toggle in my navbar to switch languages between English and German.

<button ion-button menuToggle>
  <ion-icon name="menu"></ion-icon>
</button>

<ion-title>{{ 'CATALOGUE' | translate }}</ion-title>

<ion-buttons end>
  <ion-list>

    <ion-item>
      <ion-toggle [(ngModel)]="language"></ion-toggle>
    </ion-item>

  </ion-list>
</ion-buttons>

This basically looks ugly. What's the correct way of using such toggle button in navbar?

A: You can do something like
html
<ion-header>
    <ion-navbar>
        <ion-title>
            Stackoverflow
        </ion-title>
        <ion-buttons end>
            <button ion-button (click)="toggleClick()">
                <ion-toggle #autoToggle [(ngModel)]="autoRefresh" checked="true"></ion-toggle>
            </button>
        </ion-buttons>
    </ion-navbar>
</ion-header>

ts
import { Component, ViewChild } from '@angular/core';
import { NavController, Toggle } from 'ionic-angular';
@Component({
    selector: 'page-home',
    templateUrl: 'home.html'
})
export class HomePage {
    autoRefresh = true;
    @ViewChild('autoToggle') autoToggle: Toggle;
    constructor() {}

    toggleClick() {
        this.autoToggle.checked = !this.autoToggle.checked;
    }
}

A: I know this is too late but hope it helps anyone with similar problem.
I'm using ionic 3 and this thing worked as intended for me
Using toggle button in navbar:
<ion-buttons end>
  <ion-toggle (ionChange)="onToggle($event)" [(ngModel)]="language"></ion-toggle> // ionChange event will fire every time when you change the toggle state
</ion-buttons>

A: If putting it inside <ion-buttons end></ion-buttons> doesn't work try using <ion-buttons right></ion-buttons instead. Get <ion-toggle></ion-toggle> from the ion-list and ion-item because they have white background as default, put it inside the ion-buttons.
You can also make the ion-item's background to transparent by adding a class to it and do some css styling or inline styling.


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Never wrecked or altered with the exception of maintenance under the hood: New gas tank, fuel pump, fuel lines, carburetor, master cylinder, and front brakes installed professionally.
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This is an original 1977 Ranger F-250 with a 460 cu in engine.