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riverstardis · 2 years ago

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series 32 episode 39:

the continuity announcer just pronounced alicia completely wrong lmao

ohh it's this connie and elle episode!!!

rash calling connie ma'am and she's like ??? sjsjdjsf

she's asking him to look after mrs b the fish

lmaooo dylan's lost dervla so he sent elle to take connie to her presentation

connie insists on driving elle's car?? surely she isn't insured to do that???

alicia sleeping on the sofa :(

LMAOOO oh yeah david's criminal doppelganger😭😭😭

lmao gem calling rash a suck-up as he's looking up how to look after a fish and he's like "maybe i am!" sjsdjfjgj i love him

alicia's having a go at everyone. "what's she done with the real alicia?" "obviously you're not the only one with a doppelganger" :(

"aw come one comrade miller, we gotta keep fighting the good fight. you and me against the establishment!"

aand mrs b's dead

this episide if so funny, probably the episode most like the stag, the dog, the sheep

aww david's having a full on crisis because of his doppelganger sjsjffjjf

rash having the idea to go and buy a new fish that looks like mrs b instead of owning up to it

lmaoo when they get back to connie's office with the new fish they find noel in there already replacing it because it was actually him that killed her by accidentally knocking a coffee into the tank😭

connie going "i've never been a quitter. i hate losing." and elle going "no, really??" sarcastically SJFJSJF

HELP connie and elle are in the back of a truck😭😭 "seriously, elle, this is your idea of transport?!" "you called me elle" "did i?" sjksdksfj

and there was only one bed

LMAO david's doppelganger! he's being played by jason durr right he must be surely??

aw robyn going "do you think we've all got an evil twin?" and alicia's like "how do you know you're the good one?" while looking at eddie :(

THIS SCENE! i mean this scene is hilarious but i will always be mad that they did a TEXTBOOK only one bed trope only for them to just talk about men😭

"you know the men of the ed? do you ever, you know, look at them?" "oh no, not if i can avoid it"🏳‍🌈🏳‍🌈🏳‍🌈

elle asks connie what she would give jacob out of 10 and connie says she's too well brought up for that (i think that's what she says anyway idk it's difficult without captions) and elle says she'd say about a 6 right as connie says 8 sjsfjkdf

elle asking snog, marry, or avoid with charlie, ethan, and rash and connie's like "you'd be all over rash like a rash, wouldn't you?" "that is outrageous" "but accurate" "yeah i'd sort him out" 😭😭😭

them saying dylan wouldn't moan, he'd growl, like a wolf HELPSJSFJDSJF

elle says ethan and connie's like "oh" and covers her mouth and elle's like "oh you wicked wicked consultant tell me!" "oh no, it was just a snog, i made a move on him and it was awful" "what did he do?" "he just went oh m-m-m-m-mrs beauchamp and then wet his pants basically. oh it was awful" SKDJFKSDFKFG

"i've got one for you, his name begins with H and he's 8 feet tall" KDJDFSFKL

aw they toast to dervla because without her they wouldn't be there together

"come on, hanssen, split the beans. i so know you would." and elle's reaction suggests that she would SJSKFFJKD

they deffo shagged after this i refuse to believe otherwise

#classic casualty #S32E39 #conelle rise!#honest to god i was half convinced they were actually gonna make them canon after this #i should've known better than to trust casualty with anything like that though shouldnt i

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sillyrabbit81 · 4 years ago

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The Pull

Summary: Alternative Universe. Vampire Henry. Henry, Crown Prince of the Vampires is avoiding his responsibilities because of his mother's fate. When Henry finds his mate, the circumstances are eerily similar to his mother's. Rather than risking his mate's life, Henry chooses to run, but can he run from his fate?

Pairing: Henry x OFC

Word Count: approx 3k

Warnings: implied blood play, implied smut

Authors Note: Thanks to @henryobsessed for beta reading and support!

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Rowena

The bright sun woke me as it streamed through the windows. Looking around confused, it took me a minute to remember where I was. Groaning, I pulled the blankets up over my head. Another day with Henry. Another day spent wrestling with my feelings for him. Another day without Charlie and Alice. Another day as a human.

On the plus side, I didn't dream about Henry. Last night wasn't all terrible either. Henry was sweet when he wanted to be, romantic even. I assumed he had carried me to bed last night because I don't remember going myself. I was wearing the yoga pants and sweater from the previous night, so I guessed he was a gentleman. I'm surprised I had lasted so late into the night in first place. So much had happened over the past few days it felt like a month had passed.

I stretched out in bed, feeling unusually relaxed. Checking the time, I saw that it was mid-morning, I hadn't slept that late in years. I almost always got woken up by Charlie with the rising sun. Maybe I should look at this as a holiday and give myself time to refresh without parenthood's responsibilities. Although, with the tension between me and Henry, I don't think I would have a lot of time to relax. I thought about having a shower, but after yesterday's debacle, I wasn't sure if I should.

I got up and went to the bathroom, washed my face and brushed my teeth. I looked at myself in the mirror, fingering the silver necklace. An increasing loud part of my mind told me I should take the silver off and let fate take over. After all, this mate thing doesn't seem to be all bad. Lawrence and David were very happy. Alex and Delphine seemed very much in love. Alex had urged me to give it a chance. Alice, too, had never said a bad word about her mate and seemed to still be in love with Alex's father since she had never even dated again after losing Conell. Alice was human too, so surely that meant I could be happy in this mythical world. I thought about all of the women I had seen at Lawrence's party. All of them had been human once, and they all seemed happy.

There was a soft knock on the door, and Henry's voice called, "May I come in?"

I hurried back to bed and got under the covers. "Yes," I said when I was settled.

Henry walked in with a broad smile, a coffee and a croissant. My breath caught in my throat as I took in his smile, he was so stupidly handsome. I absentmindedly touched the silver at my neck. "Thank you. Did you go out this morning?" I asked, forcing my hands away from my neck.

Nodding, Henry said, "Yes, I had to pick up a few things. I got some supplies and," he looked away, almost guiltily he added, "I also fed. I uh, need to control myself with you and keeping well-fed helps."

Curious, I asked, "How do you feed?"

"I usually bite," he said, smirking in jest.

"No, I mean," I felt silly asking, unsure if even talking about it was crossing some boundary I didn't understand, but I needed to know, "Do you kill them?"

"Oh," he said, blinking, "I could, but I try not to. I haven't killed anyone in 100 years."

"And after you turn me, you'll only feed on me?"

"Yes," Henry flashed his teeth at me, not making any attempt to hide his excitement at the prospect.

I looked down at my blanket, suddenly very interested in its eucalyptus green leafy pattern. "But I'm a vampire then."

"We can feed on vampires too. I have fed from vampires before, but it's taboo to do so if it isn't with your mate. Kind of like having sex for humans. You can sleep with anyone, but once you're married, you only sleep with your spouse."

My stomach dropped. "Should I be jealous?" I asked.

He laughed at me, and I pouted, feeling childish and embarrassed at my question. "Sorry, Little Fawn. No, you shouldn't be. No one compares to you. It's laughable to me because I desire you so much."

Unbidden, I felt a low throb between my legs at his words. I couldn't deny that I felt the same as he did. I squirmed on the bed, feeling uncomfortable by how little he needed to do to arouse me.

His face lost its joy, his breathing became laboured, and his eyes swirled. "You like to hear that from me, don't you, my Little Fawn?"

"I find you attractive too," I admitted in a low voice.

His fangs appeared as he grinned smugly. I gasped at how beautiful they were. It wasn't like when I saw them on Lawrence or David. When I saw his, I wanted them to sink into my flesh.

He stopped smiling and turned away. "Sorry," he mumbled. "They can be frightening."

I wasn't sure what possessed me, but I crawled out of the covers to where he was sitting at the far end of the bed. I put my fingers under his chin and brought his face towards mine. "They're beautiful," I told him.

He exhaled, relieved and allowed his smile to return, showing a hint of his ivory teeth. He cupped my cheek, and his eyes settled on my lips, "I want to kiss you." He whispered.

I licked my lips and closed my eyes. Henry growled, but when his lips brushed mine, they were as soft as butterfly wings. I moaned at his delicate touch, his tenderness was unexpected. I thought he would be rough with me, uncontrolled like he had been in the kitchen last night. His other hand came to my cheek as he kissed me again. His lips enclosed my lower one, and he sucked gently on me with almost indiscernible force, yet my body responded. A warm tingle pulsed through me, radiating between my lips to my core. Henry took my top lip the same way, and my tongue ventured out between my parted mouth to lick at his. My first taste of him made me gasp, he tasted sweet, like sugar. Shocked and intrigued, I wondered if it was something he had eaten or was that how he tasted? My tongue sought entry to his mouth, and he opened for me. I found his tongue again and licked at him.

I pulled away and asked breathlessly, "Why do you taste like sugar?"

Henry's reply was just as breathless as he said, "My Little Fawn if we needed any more proof, we were mates we just found it. You taste the same." His eyes roamed my face, and his gaze moved down my neck. His brows furrowed as they took in the thick heavy necklace covering my veins. With that, the moment was lost.

I sat back and crossed my legs, and put the croissant on my lap. I tore a small piece off and ate it, washing it down with my coffee. Henry stayed where he watched me with the corners of his mouth slightly curved. I tore another bit off and ate it, starting to feel a little self-conscious as Henry continued to stare.

"What?" I asked.

Henry shook his head. "Nothing, I love to watch you eat."

"You're weird," I said, avoiding his eyes, knowing my cheeks would be flushed. His idea of flirting was ridiculous. Risking a peek at Henry, his eyes were swirling with red and amber, and I realised he wasn't flirting, he was serious.

"Why am I weird?" Henry asked me, bringing a finger up to my mouth and tracing its outline. With a voice that was hoarse and rough, he murmured, "I like to watch your lips make pretty little movements and watch your fingers slip past them into your mouth. I can see your jaw work your teeth and imagine what they will feel like on my skin. And although I can't see it, your tongue is rolling around inside your mouth, moving your food from one side to another, and I dream of having your tongue lick at me. And when I see your throat swallow the food down, I know that one day you will swallow me, and you can't imagine the joy I will feel knowing that my blood satisfied you." He hummed as if he were already feeling that satisfaction. "You don't know what the thought of all that does to me."

Henry's gaze dropped to his lap a moment, and my eyes followed. I choked and coughed when I saw the hefty bulge in his pants. Fuck. I didn't have a lot of experience with men, but I was sure they weren't supposed to be that big. Alex had been large, but I don't remember him being that thick.

I took a big swig of my coffee, and, clearing my throat, I said, "Well, when you put it like that."

Smiling smugly, Henry took the plate with the croissant from me and tore a piece off. "Open," he said.

I blushed again, feeling silly. He smiled, but his voice wasn't amused, "Come on, Little Fawn, open for me."

His authoritative voice made me shiver, and I wanted to obey. Hesitantly, I parted my lips, and he slipped the pastry past my lips, letting his fingers linger a moment before he withdrew them. I slowly ate but found I wasn't hungry anymore. I was too worked up and, well, horny.

I took the plate back, and Henry furrowed his brows. I tore a piece off and said, "Your turn. Open."

Playfully, he gripped my hand, holding it still and moved his mouth to my fingers. He swallowed the tips of my fingers in his warm and wet mouth. Henry's tongue licked at my pads, and his teeth slid over my skin before he took the food into his mouth. He chewed quickly, and as I watched his lips move and his strong jaw worked, my eyes widened. I saw what he meant.

"You should breathe, Little Fawn," Henry said when he stopped chewing.

Embarrassed and trying to catch my breath, I took a drink from my coffee. "Ok."

Henry sighed, "I'm a little tired, Fawn. I haven't slept in a few days. Do you mind if I sleep a while?"

"Of course not."

"It's a lovely day outside, probably one of the last warm days before winter," Henry said. "Do you want to go for a swim while I sleep?"

I was relieved suggested something for me to do. I didn't know what I would do with all this free time I had. However, there was a snag. "I can't go swimming, I don't have a costume."

Henry smirked. "Wait here," he said excitedly.

I don't know why he told me to wait, he was gone and back within two seconds. He was holding a bunch of department store bags full of clothes.

"Ummmm... What is this?" I asked, although I already knew. Someone had gone and bought me clothes.

"Well, I realised you had nowhere near enough clothes with you, so while I was out this morning, I bought you some." Henry seemed proud of himself.

"Thanks," I wanted to add 'I think' but I held my tongue. "You could have gone to my house and packed some things. You didn't have to buy me clothes."

Henry shook his head. "No, I'm sure my father knows by now where you live. If I had gone there, I would risk him finding us. I shopped in Alex's territory, so it's unlikely anyone would track me."

Curious, I looked in the bag. I pulled out the first piece of clothing, It was a short black top with see-through sleeves, the kind of thing you would wear on a night out. I pulled out the next item, a pretty floral dress but I was shocked to see how short it was and how low its sweetheart neckline was. In a panic, I pulled out a third item, a white dress that at least was longer but looked far too tight. "Oh my God, I'm not going to be able to wear any of this."

"Why not?" Henry asked, his voice sounded hurt.

"I don't dress like this. I'm a mum, for God's sake."

"You're also young, beautiful and fun. You don't need to hide your body as you do."

"You haven't seen..." I paused. Now was not the time to bring up my insecurities. I kept digging through the bags until I found the underwear he bought. Everything was lacy or strappy, bold colours or black, there was even a fucking corset. I slammed the bag shut and nearly hurled it across the room.

"What's wrong now?" Henry asked.

"They didn't have cotton underwear?" I asked sarcastically.

Henry gave me a sly grin and said, "They did, but you'll look much more fetching in these."

I looked in another bag and found the poor excuse for a swimming costume, a tiny red string bikini. Shit, the bottoms were a thong! I pulled it out and held it up. "Really, Henry? This is... yeah... not happening."

Henry burst out laughing, "I admit I went a little far with that one. Put it down to wishful thinking? I got another more sensible one."

It was a white laser cut bikini that wasn't as scandalous as the red one but still smaller than I would typically wear. It would have to do. "This one is ok, I suppose."

"Great," Henry said. "If you get into trouble or see anyone. Just call me, and I'll hear it."

"Ok," I said. I looked at the bags of clothes, and even though he had essentially bought everything that he wanted to see me in rather than what he thinks I would wear, it was still a nice gesture. "Thanks, Henry," I said, indicating the clothes.

Henry cupped my cheek and gently met my lips with his. "It was my pleasure. There is a parker downstairs, a beanie, scarf and gloves for night time. Also, two pairs of jeans and a couple of t-shirts and sweaters are in another bag. I wasn't completely selfish. But, I think you are beautiful, and I would love to see you in beautiful clothes." He kissed me once more and said, "I'll see you in a few hours." Then he was gone.

I got dressed and checked the bikini out in the mirror. It was very nice, covering most of my stretch marks and c-section scar. I searched my handbag and pulled out a small roll-on sunscreen I kept in there for Charlie. I could put most of it on myself, but I couldn't reach the top of my back. I looked at the sun outside, there was no cloud cover, only sun. I would get burned if I went out without the protection of sunscreen. Sighing, I knew there was only one thing for it.

With some trepidation, I knocked on Henry's door. "Come in," he said.

Henry's room was very dark from the block out shutters and closed curtains, and I couldn't see a thing. I heard Henry hiss as I opened the door. "Sorry, is the light too bright?" I asked and shut the door behind me. It was pitch black, and I couldn't see my hand in from of my face.

I heard Henry chuckle just before he turned a lamp on, and a soft, warm light flooded the room. He was covered in a sheet, but his chest was bare. I was speechless as I saw his body for the first time. Henry's broad chest was covered in dark curly hair which briefly stopped then flowed into an alluring path down the middle of his abdomen and disappeared under the sheet. The hint of his muscular physique I had felt before was now confirmed by the washboard stomach that bordered his hairy trail. I took an involuntary step forward, wanting to dip my fingers into his furry chest and trace the peaks and valleys of his abs.

He smirked as he sat up and raised an eyebrow at me. I stopped my advance, embarrassed, but if he noticed my unease, he didn't mention it. Henry tilted his head, taking me in and said, "You look lovely, Little Fawn."

I spoke quickly while I still dared to ask, "I can't reach the top of my back. Can you put the sunscreen on me? If it's not too much to ask."

His swirling eyes sparkled, and he pressed his lips together, suppressing a smile. "I will control myself, Little Fawn." He patted the bed, and I sat on the edge.

I jumped as the cold cream hit my skin, then relaxed as the warmth of Henry's fingers rubbed it in. I felt him pull the strap of my bikini away as he rubbed it down my back. He finished in a few moments, and I felt disappointed that the experience was over quickly. "Thank you," I said and moved towards the door.

As I left his room, I turned around to say goodnight, but Henry had laid down flat on his back and I could see the growing tent between his legs, the thin sheet leaving nothing to the imagination. Lord have mercy, he wasn't wearing anything under the sheet! I mumbled something and ran down the hall to the sounds of Henry's chuckles.

I grabbed a book and a towel and sat on a deck chair down by the jetty. I let the warm sun soak into my skin as I read "A Clockwork Orange." I had seen the film but hadn't read the book, and I thought why not, it wasn't a very long book.

Later when the sun was higher, and I had reapplied my sunscreen as best I could (I was not going back to Henry's room), I jumped in the water and swam across the wide lake to the other side. Then, turning around, I started to swim back.

I felt a tug on my leg and was dragged beneath the surface. I felt something against my lips and something warm and sweet pushed past them as I felt stone-like solid limbs wrap around me.

Part 13

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bookish-thinking · 4 years ago

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Coming Soon ...

To be published July 7th:

“A Beautifully Foolish Endeavor” by Hank Green, the sequel to “An Absolutely Remarkable Thing”, which I loved, and I pre-ordered this one because I am so excited for how the story continues. “One Year of Ugly” by Caroline Mackenzie is contemporary fiction about a Venezuelan family living illegally in Trinidad, and the tumultuous year that follows this arrangement. “The Party Upstairs” by Lee Conell is about a single day in the life of the residents of an apartment building, among them the daughter of the super, who deals with issues of class and her parents’ expectations. And “Girl, Serpent, Thorn” by Melissa Bashadoust is a queer YA fantasy about a girl who kills with her touch and is therefore forced into loneliness and isolation.

Published on July 9th, “Loveless” by Alice Oseman - what can I say? It is Alice Oseman, it is ace-representation, I have pre-ordered it. That’s all. July 14th sees “Utopia Avenue” by David Mitchell hit the shelves, a historical fiction novel about a strange underground band and their rise to fame. Coming out July 21st is “The Year of Witching” by Alexis Henderson, a YA fantasy about a girl living in a puritanical society who finds hidden powers within her to rebel. And lastly, also on July 21st, “Pew” by Catherine Lacey, a novel in which a "genderless, racially ambiguous” mute stranger brings out the secrets of the small town that host them and fills their blank identity with ideas of their own.

#coming soon #hank green #caroline mackenzie #lee conell #melissa bashadoust #alice oseman #loveless #david mitchell #utopia avenue #alexis henderson #catherine lacey #an absolutely remarkable thing #a beautifully foolish endeavor

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2whatcom-blog · 6 years ago

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‘Oumuamua-like Objects Would possibly Supercharge Planet Formation

Ice and rocks booted from their star through the planet-formation course of might function the seeds for brand spanking new worlds in different methods. Stripped from their father or mother suns, these objects can discover themselves passing shut by unfamiliar stars. But in contrast to the photo voltaic system's first recognized interstellar customer, 'Oumuamua, which whizzed previous our solar in 2018, such bits of interstellar flotsam might settle right down to stay--while additionally catalyzing the formation of latest worlds. Planet formation is a messy course of through which worlds emerge from the embryonic disks of gasoline and dirt that give start to stars themselves. As particles clumps collectively and grows, whirling across the central star, its gravity pushes and scatters smaller clumps all through the disk. Fuel big planets make the largest bullies, hurling materials into their star or out of the system fully. Jupiter is believed to have tossed out tens of Earth-masses of particles early within the lifetime of the photo voltaic system. Materials on the fringe of a planetary system may also be stripped away by the gravity of a passing star. A number of theories postulate that such processes are chargeable for sending 'Oumuamua our manner. Researchers have proposed that the unusual object might have been thrown out of its younger system after a brush with an enormous planet there. Whereas pondering the origins of 'Oumuamua over breakfast throughout a workshop on the curious customer, Susanne Pfalzner of the Max Planck Institute for Radio Astronomy and Michele Bannister of Queen's College Belfast raised an intriguing query: what would occur if one thing like 'Oumuamua dropped in on a system nonetheless within the midst of constructing planets? Earlier analysis has recommended that ejected objects can journey at speeds wherever between the orbital velocity of their star to nicely in extra of the escape velocity of their galaxy; that latter group of objects often leaves the galaxy fully and don't work together with planetary formation. Utilizing these estimates, the pair discovered that the majority kicked-out particles could be shifting far too quick to be captured gravitationally elsewhere, as an alternative merely cruising by way of star methods, a lot as 'Oumuamua did in our personal. However in keeping with their evaluation, roughly 10 million 10- to 1,000-meter objects out of the billions intersecting every disk would journey on the proper velocity to turn into everlasting residents, with larger planet-forming disks being extra more likely to settle for such interstellar immigrants. At such a disk's outskirts, the place the central star's gravitational grip is comparatively weak, clumps of native materials can gravitationally seize passing intruders. That's when issues begin to get actually fascinating. Identical to native-born rocks, the interstellar guests will start to assemble materials, rising into bigger and bigger objects, the researchers discovered. But when sizable interstellar interlopers quiet down in notably younger methods which have but to kind their very own coterie of kilometer-scale planetary constructing blocks, they will act to speed up the whole technique of assembling worlds, quickly gobbling up stray materials to develop very giant, very quick. "Having those present during planet formation would basically speed up the whole thing," Pfalzner says. A Catalyst for Planet Formation? This concept of interstellar particles performing as an accelerant for planet formation may probably assist resolve a number of lingering mysteries. For one factor, big planets appear to take too lengthy to kind in keeping with many fashions. A large planet's multiple-Earth-mass stable core should develop in a short time, earlier than the gasoline in a disk disappears--otherwise it won't be able to scoop up sufficient materials to construct a gasoline big's thick environment. Observations of protoplanetary disks round younger stars recommend such gasoline reserves dissipate after just a few million years. But if such disks are seeded with supplies hurled from different planetary methods, that might theoretically jumpstart the method. Pfalzner and Bannister's concepts stay preliminary; researchers nonetheless must mannequin how a lot time may very well be shaved off by a peppering of interstellar immigrants. Alessandro Morbidelli, who research planet formation on the Cote d'Azur Observatory in France, says that such a concept solely serves to push the issue backward. In different phrases, the universe's very first planetary methods would have shaped with out seeding from exterior sources, and would thus nonetheless face a time crunch when attempting to kind big planets. Pfalzner argues as an alternative that it's fully attainable these first planet-building disks lasted longer than those noticed in the present day. One chance depends on the truth that the very first stars had extraordinarily low ranges of parts heavier than hydrogen and helium as in contrast with subsequent stellar generations. This relative paucity of heavy parts may simply result in variations in early stars' planet-forming disks that allowed them to supply planets quicker. Extra Questions Than Solutions It is usually attainable that the supposed time restrict on the formation of gasoline giants will not be as clear-cut and common even for modern-day disks. Key facets of planet-forming disks stay mysterious for researchers. For instance, though most disks vanish in three to 5 million years, a couple of oddballs look like as previous as 10 or 20 million years. Nobody is aware of what causes gasoline in such disks to stay round. "We still don't have a good handle on what makes disks disappear and how long that takes place," Chambers says. The gasoline in a disk could also be swept up by planets, blown off by stellar winds, ionized by a star's ultraviolet or x-ray mild, and even channeled away by magnetic fields. Morbidelli additionally wonders why scientists should not seeing a lot proof of interstellar intrusion in photo voltaic system samples preserved from our solar's epoch of planet formation. However in keeping with Conel Alexander, a meteorite researcher on the Carnegie Establishment of Science, an early intruder would now not stand out. "The exotic objects would have been thoroughly mixed with the more abundant solar system materials and we would be hard-pressed to detect the isotopic anomalies," he says. Edward Younger, a geochemist on the College of California, Los Angeles, agrees with Alexander. Younger says that unique supplies wouldn't look too completely different from the acquainted rocks of the photo voltaic system. He factors to observations of dying stars referred to as white dwarfs, which occasionally may be seen devouring rocky materials from expired planets. In accordance with Younger, the ratios of main parts for that alien particles are much like these for rocks across the solar, though not precisely the identical. "It's not obvious to me that they would be that different," Younger says. Though preliminary, the brand new concept is "a very provocative idea that deserves some attention," says Sean Raymond, an astronomer on the Laboratory of Astrophysics of Bordeaux in France who fashions the early photo voltaic system. By drawing consideration to the necessity to embody 'Oumuamua-like objects in fashions of planet formation, Pfalzner and Bannister have acted as catalysts themselves, fostering what's going to very doubtless turn into a long-term dialogue. "It's going to take a while to work through the implications," Chambers says. Read the full article

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phgq · 5 years ago

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32 hurt as jeepney falls into ravine in GenSan

#PHnews: 32 hurt as jeepney falls into ravine in GenSan

GENERAL SANTOS CITY -- At least 32 people were injured on Saturday morning after a passenger jeepney fell into a ravine in an outskirt village here. Dr. Agripino Dacera Jr., head of the City Disaster Risk Reduction and Management Office (CDRRMO), said the jeepney was traversing a road going downhill in Purok Balakayo, Barangay Olympog when the accident happened around 7.40 a.m. Dacera said the loaded jeepney reportedly lost control while passing by a blind curve and overshot the road, falling about 40 feet down. He said the victims-- mostly high school students from Polomolok town in South Cotabato province--just came from overnight camping at the Sanchez Peak, the highest point in the city, and were on their way home. He said 28 of the victims were high school students from the Polomolok National High School. It was not clear whether the camping trip was sanctioned by their schools but the students came without any teacher or faculty member accompanying them. The four others were the jeepney driver Francis Jade Solicito, 24, and his three companions, he said. Rescuers from the CDRRMO and the Bureau of Fire Protection immediately responded to the scene and rushed the victims to the city government-run Dr. Jorge P. Royeca Hospital. “Most of the victims only sustained minor injuries,” Dacera told reporters. He said traffic investigators are still determining whether the accident was caused by a problem with the vehicle. But he said the status of the road, which was steep and mainly unpaved, requires that vehicles going to the site should always be in proper condition. “The area is prone to accidents so we always remind people who are going to the site to be extra careful,” he said. Sanchez Peak, which is a popular destination for mountaineers and outdoor adventure enthusiasts, is located at the boundary of barangays Olympog and Conel. Rising about 800 feet above sea level, the site offers a spectacular view of the diverse natural attractions surrounding the city, among them Mt. Matutum, Mt. Parker, and Sarangani Bay. (PNA)

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* Philippine News Agency. "32 hurt as jeepney falls into ravine in GenSan." Philippine News Agency. https://www.pna.gov.ph/articles/1095200 (accessed March 01, 2020 at 12:46AM UTC+14).

* Philippine News Agency. "32 hurt as jeepney falls into ravine in GenSan." Archive Today. https://archive.ph/?run=1&url=https://www.pna.gov.ph/articles/1095200 (archived).

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ptpc2-blog · 6 years ago

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Horizon: Few Feets Apart

\"Horizon: Few Feets Apart\" What is the best time to stare at horizon? It is twilight. It is the time which horizon are aesthetically and slowly hiding in the dark--silhouette. What amazes me everytime I commute is the horizon, I grow up watching horizon, admiring it and curious how to get there. Growing up in a striving city with a diversed culture, General Santos, the tuna capital, amidst progressing there are many preserved nature. One of this is the Sanchez Peak, where horizon is on your feet and which Mt. Matutum is just one glance away, you don\'t need binoculars to stare at it, just sit with refreshment it is a real peace of mind. With my friends, we visited the talk of town in 2018, the Sanchez Peak. We planned how to get there, we thought it was a real struggle since Sanchez Peak is situated on the near south of General Santos City, it is in the Barangay Conel. What we used as transportation was the tricycle, the local transportation of the city, it was easy since you just have to made a verbal contract to a tricycle driver. It is best if you have companions, because tricycle drivers will not take you to Barangay Conel if you are just alone it is really far. Stepping our feet in the Barangay Conel, we asked the local people where was the starting point, they just pointed straight and thankfully we did not get lost. It was an almost 4-hours hike, the best time to hike is 2 or 3 pm but sadly we hiked in that time but rain followed us although it was not heavy we did not got to see the sun. Tired and a little bit disappointed almost nearing the peak, fog surprised us and there was a mini play ground (if I remeber it right) we stopped for a rest and also to indulge ourselves to what nature was showing us. School is sometimes suffocating and finally, a breath of fresh air even it was a one night peace of mind it was worthwhile. We reached the peak and the rain stopped, no restaurant what they had is a mini store (this was the time when we visited, maybe they upgraded). There was no problem because we brought snacks, canned goods and tents, we visited in the wrong time due to the rain there was a thick fog though it is cute we could not see the whole city. In the morning, even the fog was frowning upon us we clearly witnessed the majestic sun rising with its rays kissing the ground of sanchez peak and slowly poking the people of General Santos City to wake up, it was breathtaking. Visiting Sanchez Peak is undeniably staggering and jaw dropping, forget about an almsost 4-hour hike what in my memory is I got to step my feet in unseemingly unending border of the city, the beautiful horizon of the town with the view of Mt. Matutum. Sanchez Peak let me experienced nature first-hand, the horizon that only through my eyes passed, a chance to stand in the Sanchez Peak let me witnessed, before my eyes a horizons that were few feets apart. Read the full article

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2018 Arkansas Literary Festival Schedule

Some of the highlights.

THURSDAY 4/26

"Then and Now." Art and illustration by Frank Morrison. 5:30 p.m., Hearne Fine Art.

"Bygone Badass Broads." Mackenzi Lee's history of trailblazers. 6 p.m., ESSE Purse Museum.

"The Queen of Rockabilly." Wanda Jackson in concert. 7 p.m., Ron Robinson Theater, $20.

FRIDAY 4/27

"Wanda Jackson Uncensored." Moderated by Anthony DeCurtis. Noon, Main Library, Darragh Center.

"Puff Pastry, Sweet and Savory." Martin Philip of King Arthur Flour. Noon, Eggshells Kitchen Co., $15.

"Author! Author!" A fete in honor of the lit fest guests. 7 p.m., Main Library, $25-$40.

SATURDAY 4/28

The Kinders. A program of children's music. 9:30 a.m., Hillary Rodham Clinton Children's Library.

"Wickedly Good Free Book Fair." 9:30 a.m.-2:30 p.m., Hillary Rodham Clinton Children's Library.

"Black American Voices." Author and NBA All-Star Joe Barry Carroll. 10 a.m., Main Library, Darragh Center.

"I Literature and Language." Authors Michelle Kuo and Kory Stamper. 10 a.m., Ron Robinson Theater.

"About Family." Authors Anne Fadiman and David Giffels. 10 a.m., Butler Center for Arkansas Studies, room 124.

"Jump Girl: The Initiation and Art of a Spirit Speaker." Medium and memoirist Salicrow. 10 a.m., River Market Books & Gifts.

"Hillbilly/Cult." Authors Blake Perkins and Debby Schriver. 10 a.m., Historic Arkansas Museum.

"Fish Tales." Authors Jennifer Case and Mark Spitzer. 10 a.m., Witt Stephens Jr. Central Arkansas Nature Center.

"Ozarkian Gothic." Authors Kelly J. Ford and Jarret Middleton. 10 a.m., Main Library, Fribourgh Room.

"Let the Children March." Author Monica Clark-Robinson and illustrator Frank Morrison. 10:30 a.m., Hillary Rodham Clinton Children's Library.

"Poetic Justice." Educators Ellen Stackable and Hannah Al-Jibouri. 11:30 a.m., Ron Robinson Theater.

"Story Stew." Author Jason Gallaher. 11:30 a.m., Main Library, Youth Services.

"Unf*ckology." Author Amy Alkon. 11:30 a.m., Main Library, Darragh Center.

"Lou Reed: A Life." Author Anthony DeCurtis. 11:30 a.m., Butler Center for Arkansas Studies, room 124.

"Rich and Thrilling." Authors Julia Heaberlin and Nathaniel Rich. 11:30 a.m., River Market Books & Gifts.

"The Way Forward." Authors Carmen Maria Machado and Bennett Sims. 11:30 a.m., Historic Arkansas Museum.

"Provocative Territories." Authors Ken Ilgunas and Doug Mack. 11:30 a.m., Witt Stephens Jr. Central Arkansas Nature Center.

"Fire Sermon." Author Jamie Quatro. 11:30 a.m., Christ Episcopal Church.

"Race and Religion." Authors Daisy Khan and Ijeoma Oluo. 1 p.m., Ron Robinson Theater.

"American Runway." Fashion editor Booth Moore. 1 p.m., Main Library, Darragh Center.

"Southern Women." Authors Julie Cantrell, Liz Talley and Annie England Noblin. 1 p.m., Butler Center for Arkansas Studies, room 124.

"Carnival of Now." Authors Julia Whicker and Anjali Sachdeva. 1 p.m., River Market Books & Gifts.

"America's Excalibur." Co-authors Bill Worthen and Mark Zalesky. 1 p.m., Historic Arkansas Museum.

"Poems for a New Communion." Poets Lisa Zordal, Molly McCully-Brown and Jacob Shores-Arguelo. 1 p.m., Witt Stephens Jr. Central Arkansas Nature Center.

"Rescue Dogs." Author Grace Vest and the Humane Society of Pulaski County. 1:30 p.m., Hillary Rodham Clinton Children's Library.

"Devilish Family Crimes." Authors Dorothy Marcic and Charlotte Laws. 2:30 p.m., Ron Robinson Theater.

"Teen Poet Laureate." A spoken word competition. 2:30 p.m., Main Library, Level 4.

"You Play the Spinster." Authors Carina Chocano and Daniel Mallory Ortberg. 2:30 p.m., Main Library, Darragh Center.

"Peach Whiskey." Authors Emma Glass and Leesa Cross-Smith. 2:30 p.m., Butler Center for Arkansas Studies, room 124.

"Toys of Desperation." Karen Fry, Karen Tricot Steward and George Jensen discuss a novel by the late Ben Fry. 2:30 p.m., River Market Books & Gifts.

"Breaking Bread." Baker, author and banjoist Martin Philip. 2:30 p.m. Historic Arkansas Museum.

"Calling the Wild." Author Mike Lewis on duck hunting. 2:30 p.m., Witt Stephens Jr. Central Arkansas Nature Center.

"Fiction & Fact." Writers Guy Choate, Monica Lewis, Taunya Kidd and John Lambert. 2:30 p.m., Main Library, Fribourgh Room.

"Sun Kings." Authors Gilbert King and Bryan Mealer. 4 p.m., Ron Robinson Theater.

"Heavenly Scribes." Authors Carmen Boullosa and Kevin Brockmeier. 4 p.m., Main Library, Darragh Center.

"Cartoonists." Artists Trina Robbins, Erin Nations and M.K. Czerwiec. 4 p.m., Butler Center for Arkansas Studies, room 124.

"Beyond Borders." Authors Ibi Zoboi and Shanthi Sekaran. 4 p.m., River Market Books & Gifts.

"Timeless Trio." Authors Lee Conell, Christine Schutt and Matthew Pitt. 4 p.m., Historic Arkansas Museum.

"An Evening With Sebastian Junger." 7 p.m., Ron Robinson Theater, free, reservations on Eventbrite.

"Pub or Perish." Fest guests, locals and open mic participants read from their work. 7 p.m., Stickyz Rock 'n' Roll Chicken Shack. Presented by the Arkansas Times.

"Lou Reed Tribute." Isaac Alexander, DOT and Iron Tongue. 10:15 p.m., Four Quarter Bar, $5.

SUNDAY 4/29

"Factor Man." Author and crossword puzzle creator Matt Ginsberg. 1 p.m., Sturgis Hall, Clinton School of Public Service.

"Arkansas Beer." Author Bryan Sorenson. 1:30 p.m., Flyway Brewing. $5 beer/flight, reserve on Eventbrite.

"Desegregation." Authors Wayne A. Wiegand and Laverne Bell-Tolliver. 3 p.m., Main Library, Darragh Center.

"Let Them Eat Pie." A pie bake-off and recipe swap. 4 p.m., The Root Cafe.

"Classic in Context: I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings." With Cherisse Jones-Branch. 5:30 p.m., Ron Robinson Theater, free, reserve on Eventbrite.

"Maya Angelou: And Still I Rise." A screening of the 2016 documentary. 6:30 p.m., Ron Robinson Theater, free, reserve at Eventbrite.

2018 Arkansas Literary Festival Schedule

#2018 Arkansas Literary Festival Schedule

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