My Earthday is in 11 Days..... If anyone feels generous here is MY wishlist Part 7 (of 17...LOL). Today I am asking for AFRICAN MUSIC in MP3 format for ABYSSINIA MEDIA GROUP® will start with a HOUSE MIX from SOUTH AFRICA by DJ KHAYES. CHECK IT!
My Earthday is in 11 Days..... If anyone feels generous here is MY wishlist Part 7 (of 17...LOL). Today I am asking for AFRICAN MUSIC in MP3 format for ABYSSINIA MEDIA GROUP® will start with a HOUSE MIX from SOUTH AFRICA by DJ KHAYES. CHECK IT!
I always wondered why shoes are so important in this civilization. They keep us insulated from the earth. Thru fashion
engineering we have lost our physical contact with the earth. There is still a residual charge that keeps us alive. But you
got to wonder how primitive peoples survive without all the entrapments and entanglements we have today. I was thinking
since our feet are so tender we could make a shoe sole with an earth contact circuit. A combination of activated carbon
and silicon to act as a rectifier and over time our body would remember how to hold and release the charge. Imagine lifting
a foot and a string of electricity arcing between you and the earth. And when you jump, you will to reverse polarity to glide
momentarily in thin air or deliver a thunder kick when needed. After years of use the shoes's carbon/silicon sole is
converted to diamonds, hence the phrase 'diamonds on the soles of your shoes' becomes true and bling brained a
heresy. Come on, sports would be.........run lightning fast, explode out the blocks. The three man baseball team,
pitcher/catcher, the baseman (all the bases) and the fielder.
On the flip side the gov will implement a boots on the ground program to have melanitary troops making bootleg diamonds
to continue financing chaos in the world. You'll have to band together to save your own soles.
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Topics: Logic, Politics, Science, Research
It's no wonder freshman classes at great or "lesser" colleges (an undignified dog whistle) aren't showing up with the scholastic and critical thinking skills that would make their matriculation enjoyable, and a democratic republic possible.
My Earthday is in 12 Days..... If anyone feels generous here is MY wishlist Part 6 (of 17...LOL). Today I am asking for equipment from WACOM.COM
THE CINTIQ 27QHD CREATIVE PEN & TOUCH DISPLAY
BAMBOO SPARK WITH TABLET SLEEVE
A smart folio with a flexible sleeve to hold a tablet with up to a 9.7 inch (diagonal) display.
Well in this after INDEPENDENCE DAY sequel again delivers a global spectacle with a NEW Generation using recovered alien technology to boost our own. The now UNIFIED nations of Earth have developed this immense defense program to protect the planet. Sounds and looks cool until the otherworld tyrants return with ALIEN WEAPONS BRAND 2.0 and a bigger battleship. Are they going for Continental or State sized ship this time? We will see on June 24, 2016
Cast: Liam Hemsworth, Jeff Goldblum, Bill Pullman, Judd Hirsch, Vivica A. Fox, Brent Spiner, Charlotte Gainsbourg, Jessie Usher, Maika Monroe, Sela Ward
Directed by Roland Emmerich
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The director is Justin Lin, STAR TREK BEYOND features the acting talents of Idris Elba, Chris Pine, Simon Pegg, Zach Quinto, Zoe Saldana, John Cho, Anton Yelchin and Karl Urban. It looks "aaaiight" to me, I am sure by its premier date July 22nd will have more to bring my interest to the theatre. Lovin' the "Bones and Spock" scene.... now that's classic!
“I’m so sorry, honey. I have been neglecting you for work.”
The quiet bustle of the restaurant filled the air. Murmuring lovers leaned closely and whispered to each other of their undying affections over warm bread and expensive wines. Richard Refuerzo was such a man.
He was trying to rekindle the relationship with his estranged wife, Evangeline, who had made, in her estimation the wise decision of leaving this crazed dreamer — this mad scientist, dedicated solely to his work — to his work.
She looks around the restaurant. It was a new place, beautiful understated decor, beautiful wait staff and its ratings were off the chart. On the way over she had checked her IRIS to discover it was a Zagat-favored and three star restaurant. Tonight he was sparing no expense.
It had not been easy. They were so in love once. A decade ago, a lifetime ago, college had been very good to both of them. Students of biology, they were both working in a doctoral program at MIT; plant studies, recombination of genes to create new plants, hardier, capable of surviving harsher environments, able to live on less pure or even salt water.
He was the most promising of those students she thought to herself as he continued his blandishments of returning to the old days, the old ways, the passion; the love they had set their world and their lab on fire, more than once.
Literally. A moment of passion distracted them and while they were… busy, a small lab caught on fire and they were forced out in the sprinkler downpour. With their clothes in the burning lab, their affair was exposed as they were forced to leave the building wearing little more than their dignity and his most successful candidate for a new flower proto-type, the sterling. It didn’t matter, they were so young and in love. They ran home streaking through the campus, to madcap laughing through the night.
Those were good old days. They didn’t last.
Evangeline tried to focus her attention on what he was saying but she had heard these apologies before. She was sure nothing had changed for him. But, she had to admit, he looked good.
That haggard look, once so common for him; unshaven, unkempt, was gone. He seemed at ease, peaceful. This was the man I fell in love with, not that other crazy pendejo he became while he was doing, what he called his life’s work.
“Evangeline, are you listening?”
No. “Yes.” A pause. “No. I wasn’t. This is all so predictable. You bring me to a nice restaurant, you promise you’re going to change. I believe you, we fuck, then you go back to work neglect me for six months and I get tired of that, move out and go home to my condo. This will be the third time. I am tired, Richard. I think I am finally able to move on.”
Richard looked at her. Stared deeply into her eyes. “I finished it.”
Oh no, not again.
“Before you give me that look, hear me out. I really finished it. I corrected the last design flaws and this time, it is perfect. I can show you.”
“Right now?”
“Right now.”
Richard, looks over at the maitre d who had been coordinating the delicate dance of waiters, tables and clients like a conductor directs an orchestra. “Francis?”
“Right away, Mr. Refuerzo.”
Francis waves his hands and three of the young waiters appear and disappear into the back of the restaurant. When they return, they are carrying a large ornate vase filled with water, a box of sea salt, and a towel with fourteen long-stem roses. Each was a variety of colors, with the central flowers being silver-grey.
“Despite their colors they are all variations on my original sterling. I can make them any color I choose. But that is just the tip of the iceberg.” Richard directs the young men to place the large vase onto the floor and takes the sea salt from Francis. He takes a cup and scoops some of the water from the wide mouthed vase and drinks it.
“Ordinary water. Take a sip for me.” Evangeline complied, hoping to be done with the charade before everyone in the restaurant began looking.
“Ordinary sea salt, complete with a variety of flavorful minerals.” Francis looked at Richard as if to say, this wasn’t any ordinary sea salt but wisely said nothing. The old Richard hated interruptions in his demonstrations. This new Richard is something else. He is smiling. Confident. Evangeline is drawn to his movements, despite her reservations.
Richard pours the entire box of sea salt into the vase. Francis winced and nearly fainted; those were rare Italian sea salt dispensed as if it were common dirt.
He stirs the water in the vase until the salt is completely dissolved. He tasted the water with a flourish worthy of a magician. His sour face the indication something was amiss. He let Evangeline sip as well to confirm what he himself had already indicated. The water was now extremely salty.
He unwrapped the sterlings and exposes a delicate root structure at their base. Each was somehow grown as an individual flower, not part of a rosebush, or as a graft. These were genetic constructs.
He places each of the roses into the water, lovingly, with a passion he once reserved for her. He caresses each rose, making plenty of room for the root structures. She watched Richard as he whispered to each rose before putting it in with the others.
Evangeline found herself strangely aroused by his treatment of the roses and wondered if the supposed success of his project had change him in some way. “Now we are going to leave them in the water for just over five minutes. During that time, Evangeline, I want to ask you a question.”
“I know we have had some difficult times and while we have been apart, I have thought of nothing but you. This last two years without you make me realize I never want to be without you again. Will you exchange vows with me again?”
As Richard said this, the Sterlings, closed until now, opened up with rich and magnificent blooms. The center flower, the silver one, opened its petals and produced a silver and white ring. Richard gently removed the ring, thanking the flower and placed it on Evangaline’s finger.
It was a perfect fit. Richard took his glass and dipped it in the vase, filling it to the brim. He drank it completely and offered Evangeline a glass. Filled with the enthusiasm of the moment, she drank it, marveling at the purity and the complete removal of any mineral content whatsoever. Even the minerals in the water were gone and the water was now pH balanced to boot.
“How long do they live? What is their threshold for absorption, how do they process the minerals?” Evangeline’s mind was racing. He had done it. The process was quick, efficient and able to be controlled to the point he could have the flowers make a goddamn ring composed of all of the minerals. She licked the ring and was greeted with the concentrated taste of salt and metal.
“Save all of the questions for after dinner. You never answered my question. Will you remarry me. We will never want for anything, the patents alone on this process will make us rich beyond our wildest dreams of avarice.” Richard grabbed her up in his arms and spun her around. Evangeline tensed, for only a split second and then let herself go.
This man was happy. He was the man she fell in love with. Ebullient, energetic, alive again in a way she hadn’t seen in so long. He was the first man she ever loved, and wanted to love him again.
“Yes, you beautiful bastard, yes, I will marry you again. But this is the last time.”
“We won’t ever have to do this again. I promise.”
Dinner was extraordinary. The food was splendid. Richard was a new man and Evangeline found herself in love with him again.
They even made time for a quickie. Everyone pretended not to notice when they returned to their seats. Everyone, except the Sterlings.
Diners were so enraptured with each other, they failed to watch the imperceptibly slow movements of the Sterlings. Their stems began to intertwine, tightly wrapping each other in a fierce embrace.
The Sterlings noticed everything.
They extruded thorns made of salt and minerals. They considered the threat of Evangeline. They were of a cool and patient intelligence. They could wait. Plants never hurry. All things yield to them in time, even stone.
The Maker belonged to them and them alone.
Sterlings © Thaddeus Howze 2014, All Rights Reserved
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Topics: Modern Physics, Quantum Computer, Quantum Mechanics, Quantum Teleportation
Science Alert:
Scientists have figured out what we need to achieve secure quantum teleportation
Fiona MacDonald
My Earthday is in 13 Days.... If anyone feels generous here is MY wishlist Part 5 (of 17... LOL). Today I am seeking T-Shirts from a VARIETY of spots with links:
Asar (Osiris) GOD is BLACK Longsleeve T
RICH.BLACK.AFRIKAN PHARAOH Longsleeve T
BLK PWR (Black Power) Unisex Hoodie
DEFENDER OF MA'AT - SPEAK TRUTH, DO JUSTICE! Fleece
THE MASTERS KEY ANKH Crewneck
SIGNATURE NEW KINGDOM PROTECTED BY HORUS SET - T-SHIRT, 2 DIFFERENT VERSION SWEATSHIRTS, and BOMBER JACKET
MONTU FALCON FEATHERED SHIRT
My Earthday is in 14 Days.... If anyone feels generous here is MY wishlist Part 4 (of 17... LOL). Today I am asking to cater to my Personal Electronics fetish with the following SAMSUNG Mobile products:
1) THE GALAXY NOTE 5
2) GALAXY TAB A 9.7" 16GB (WI-FI) W/ S PEN
3) SAMSUNG GEAR 2 NEO WILD ORANGE
Great to see the New Jean Grey, Boom Boom, Nightcrawler, the 4 horsemen, Psylocke.... wow will Mojo and his crew appear too? LOL
My Earthday is in 15 Days.... If anyone feels generous here is MY wishlist Part 3 (of 17... LOL). Lets just say ANY TUSKEGEE AIRMEN/ RED TAILS Gear is what I am down with..... Here they are WITH LINKS.
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Topics: Drake Equation, Fermi Paradox, Entropy, Space Exploration, SETI
io9:
The Great Filter theory suggests humans have already conquered the threat of extinction
George Dvorsky
By Author Rory M Smith. The great superhero return 2016 with new novel. King Clayshon, There Can Be Only One King. There is no other Sci-Fi Superhero like King Clayshon. There is no other superhero or super villain that can sand up to him. He is the King of all galaxies and planets. Not even the great Superman.
My Earthday is in 16 Days.... If anyone feels generous here is MY wishlist Part 2 (of 17... LOL) I will start with a different kind of TOY/ GEAR to some. A Hoverboard, I featured this in a blog before but thought this informative presentation may shed some light on this tech.
Topics: Carbon Nanotubes, Consumer Electronics, Nanotechnology, Semiconductor Technology
NIST: Measuring Nanoscale Features with Fractions of Light, Mark Bello
My Earthday is in 17 Days.... If anyone feels generous here is MY wishlist Part 1 (of 17... LOL) I will start with the TOYZ.
Topics: Alternative Energy, Climate Change, Green Tech, Nuclear Power
Scientific American: Nuclear Power Must Make a Comeback for Climate's Sake
Gayathri Vaidyanathan, ClimateWire
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Topics: Artificial Intelligence, Higgs Boson, High Energy Physics, LHC, Particle Physics
Scientific American: Artificial Intelligence Called In to Tackle LHC Data Deluge
Davide Castelvecchi, Nature magazine
My job went away a few months back and am working towards finding another one. Still it’s the season of giving, so I wanted to share something; all I have is this little kinda-corny ebook I published on amazon, so I thought “Hell, I can give it away - someone might enjoy it...” Here ya go - free for the next few days, across multiple countries.
US: http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B013XZ63FO
UK:http://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/product/B01...
DE:http://www.amazon.de/gp/product/B01...
FR:http://www.amazon.fr/gp/product/B01...
ES:http://www.amazon.es/gp/product/B01...
IT:http://www.amazon.it/gp/product/B01...
NL:http://www.amazon.nl/gp/product/B01...
JP:http://www.amazon.co.jp/dp/B013XZ63FO
BR:http://www.amazon.com.br/gp/product/B01...
CA:http://www.amazon.ca/gp/product/B01...
MX:http://www.amazon.com.mx/gp/product/B01...
AU:http://www.amazon.com.au/gp/product/B01...
IN:http://www.amazon.in/gp/product/B01...
A bit about it: It’s not the next Moby Dick, nor Harry Potter, but it’s something. A cheesy something, cheesy in a United-Colors-of-Benetton-Meets-adult-Harry-Potter-If-He-Was-An-African-American-Woman sort of way.
The bullet: Jasmine Cowl is pissed. Fifteen years ago, the young woman and a group of her friends had managed to save the world. Now she’s stuck in a boring, mundane life, in spite of the fact that she works for the CIA... not that CIA, the other one. Saddled with a family, a job, and the PTA, she thinks she’s found a new threat. Disgruntled gnomes, talking islands, and a car that seems to have taken a life of its own force themselves into Jasmine’s life as a hunt for a powerful wand turns her life inside out. This time she’s fighting for more than the fate of the world. This time she’s fighting for her kids.