Saturday, October 27, 2012

A story about the Baseball

What i talk about story takes place around the butt end of Dec, 2011 in the Phillies of philadelphia.

Our girl was playing in a Stab Warner baseball Group for boys up to the age of 16 ( because I refresh memory it ). His band, the Greater philadelphia Greenness baseball ( stressful the same colors now the phillies ) had an cool season. My look after and I attended all the games, which were always played on Saturdays. I flash on one diversion was played in Gbyfl, which was the extreme we had to trekking. When we got there ( early in the morning ) our teenager Gary was 1 lb over the weight limit, which meant he couldn ' t play. Being one of their best players the Demonstrate swiftly went into stunt: had Gary strip off his roy halladay jumper, wrapped his entire body in Saran Wrap, bundled him up with several jackets and wind breakers and sent him off running around the pathway. He had to do at least 5 laps!

I was sitting in the stands and couldn ' t figure out what was ball game on. My maintain was one of the linesmen, so he was down on the field watching Gary drop abbot to sport time. They sequentially brought him in, unwrapped him, and he had lost 2? lbs. So he was eligible to play and unpersevering the ryan howard jumper! Those were rousing days.

But the story I want to tell about was what happened on that November weekend in 2011. Our party, the State Champion subsequent a surprising season of not losing a single entertainment, was to play a party from Utah ( who was its State Champion ) for the final trophy! At a talk of the parents we were told that each of us should volunteer to booty one or two of the Utah boys into our home for the weekend of the merriment, being our apartment guests. We had a big den in our home, so I volunteered to cut two boys. I figured we ' d put Gary out there with them in sleeping bags, and they wouldn ' t observe strange if they had a brother with them. The plan was to drive down to Baltimore Park by 3 p. m. on Friday and pick up - our boys -! This meant I had to leave work early, which was a bit of a hassle for me - working for a Bank and Friday night was our night to stay open until 6 p. m. With all the plans in place I took off from San Fernando to North Hollywood Park. When I got there several other parents had already been there and picked up their - charges -. I got out of the car and saw five boys sitting on the grass. I looked at our Coach, wondering which wear placido polanco jersey, - Mrs. Palmer, we have a problem; a couple of the parents have backed out on their commitment, so would you possibly take all five home with you? - Well, here sat the poor kids with long faces. What could I do? I said: - Sure! Come on boys hop in. - En route home my son got to know them all by name and they were talking up a storm by the time we reached the house.

Now I had to go into action fast: Which neighbor had sleeping bags I could borrow? How was I going to - enlarge - the dinner from what I had planned to feed six to now nine. My mind was going a mile a minute. It all worked out: two borrowed sleeping bags ( we had 4 ), some extra bed pillows, and a dinner they all seemed to enjoy. Amazing how you can stretch spaghetti, salad & bread! So by 10 p. m. we had the boys all bedded down in our den and everything seemed to be going smoothly. Then, in the middle of the night I heard the rain starting. We got up to a real downpour. I fed the group breakfast and we packed up the station wagon with football players ( in uniform ), plus our daughter, my husband, me and several umbrellas. This was, I might add, long before the days of seat belts and the kids just jammed into the station wagon. The game was played at Monroe High School baseball field in Sepulveda, the area now known as North Hills. The field was a sloppy mess and once the game began the players would tackle one another and slide 20 yards in the mud. Such a mess! My husband was on the field as a linesman, holding one of the chains that mark the yardage gained or lost on the Utah side of the field.

One of the boys that stayed with us was the quarterback for Utah. Our team was romping all over Utah as they couldn ' t do anything right it seemed. When their quarterback made a bad play their coach went out and grabbed him off the field, dragged him to the sidelines and started swearing Phillies Jersey. He was about to hit him, when my husband dropped the chains he was holding, ran over and told the coach to back off. In fact I think my husband would have engaged the coach in a little pushing and shoving, had other men not intervened!! The boy was in tears and he said, - Thank you, Mr. Palmer -.

Whenl the game finally ended we had won a hunter pence jersey, but everyone from California was furious with the Utah coach and said he should be banned from ever coaching again, since he did hit a couple of the players. That was a league problem! But, now we had our problem with six absolutely filthy mud - soaked boys to get home, feed, have their vance worley jersey washed and get them back down to North Hollywood Park by 9 a. m. Sunday morning. On the way home the car was silent - the Utah boys felt terrible and most of them had suffered some wrath from their Coach. Our son just kept his mouth shut, so as not to embarrass them. My husband formulated a plan. He told the boys to get out of the car when we got home and go out on our back patio ( it was a private area ) and take off their uniforms; then one by one hop into the shower. My husband had the great idea of washing the cliff lee jersey off on our fence with the garden hose, thus saving all that mud from getting in the washing machine. After he hosed them off I ' d bring them in and wash them. I didn ' t have a dryer in those days, but a neighbor down the street agreed I could bring them down to her dryer. What a night! We were running back and forth up and down the street with baskets of laundry ( either wet or dry ) and trying to feed the kids. The Quarterback was in the bathroom vomiting consistently. Finally I asked one of the boys if they could drink tea, as I knew they were all Mormon and didn ' t want to give him something he wasn ' t supposed to have. I ' ll never forget his reply: - Mrs. Palmer, if it will help his gut - he can have chase utley jersey! - So with the help of some Lipton ' s tea and a few soda crackers, his stomach settled down; thank goodness!

We made it back to North Hollywood Park on time Sunday with all five boys and their CLEAN uniforms I might add we were up VERY late that night running laundry up and down the block! ( Lucky it was a friendly neighborhood!! ) That Christmas I received carlos ruiz jersey from all five boys who had stayed with us, together with really cute hand written thankyou notes. The one boy told me he wasn ' t in any trouble for drinking tea, since he explained how much better it made him feel!! A memorable weekend at the Palmer house and never to be forgotten!.

Friday, October 26, 2012

A Computer tech ' s story

Today, I did a computer outcall, and I perceiving this was stunt to be a stroll in the park. The customer over the phone mentioned to me that the Operating System keeps sonorous subsequent about 5 - 10 gazette of turning the computer on. Witch trimmed presented me with the fed up shelter error message that chick common alongside the computer had gloomy covered on her.

Upon booting up the computer, I figured it was best to pace my handy little downcast ensconce tool called - Woebegone Hold back Design -. This tool shows me the number of gloomy screens a person has experienced, the time of day, and common which file is causing the subject. Upon reviewing the information, I realized that the driver called - Ataport. sys - was the produce to the user ' s woebegone screens. Introspection that this disputed point was trip to be a bit more involved, I proceeded to test the hardware.

The first thing that I tested was the hard drive, using the HD Tune Tool which I have preloaded on my utility disk. I chose the error scan test and proceeded to run both the quick & slow and steady portions of the test. The results of both were positive with no indication of hard drive error. My second test was focused on the memory. I ran MemTest86 +, which in my opinion is the best memory checking test on the market. It performs a series of stress, write, & recalls on the memory to check for any errors or miscommunications. Upon trying to run the test, i was met with running issues for the first time ever when trying to use the program. It just wouldn ' t want to start up, so I went ahead and proceeded to pull out my laptop which I always bring with me to the job and I tested the memory on my personal machine. The tests ran fine, and showed me that the memory indeed was not the culprit. One thing did stick in the back of my head, - Why did my memory test fail, and why is Ataport. sys still giving me this problem -? So I went ahead and tried my hardest to find a mode where the computer wouldn ' t crash almost immediately, I tried to boot up normally to no avail, I tried safe mode with networking yet when I tried to run my computer check software I ran into another blue screen. Then I decided to just go with the bare minimum, and I tried to go on using just Safe Mode with no fancy bells or whistles. I managed to run my computer check software, and it corrected issues related to internet explorer, and possibly a worm.

When I restarted the computer however, I attempted to boot up normally and the computer blue screened on me again! Troubled by this failure I went full speed to the Toshiba website and I downloaded every single driver & update that was available to me. I updated the IDE ATA drivers, video drivers, sound drivers, touchpad driver, the often unnecessary miscellaneous updates which programmers dish out, and then I rounded things out by running a computer registry repair. I restarted the computer again, and it blue screened even quicker than before. In discontent, I slumped in my chair and knew what I had to do. I proceeded to back up and save every file on the computer and performed an operating system reinstallation. Making this decision is never easy, but I wouldn ' t want to run around in circles trying to fix that which couldn ' t be. My system restore even failed!

Sometimes, even us computer techs have to know when to call it quits and just take the short road home.

Daniel is a senior editor for USA computer store he always tries to find out the best and latest new things in technology and which is very beneficial to his team and passion. Currently he is busy at laptop repair Fort Lauderdale and laptop repair Broward.

A COMPARATIVE STUDY OF NEIL BISSONDATH`S THE CAGE, BHARATI MUKHERJEE`S A WIFE`S STORY, M. G. VASSANJI`S LEAVING AND ROHINTON MISTRY`S LEND ME YOUR LI

A COMPARATIVE STUDY OF NEIL BISSONDATH ' S THE CAGE, BHARATI MUKHERJEE ' S A WIFE ' S STORY, M. G. VASSANJI ' S LEAVING AND ROHINTON MISTRY ' S LEND ME YOUR Lambent In this paper I shall make a comparative assessment of Neil Bissondath ' s The Cage, Bharati Mukherjee ' s A Wife ' s Story, M. G. Vassanji ' s leaving and Rohinton Mistry ' s Lend me your resplendent. Continuance analysing the argument of displacement and alienation undergone by the characters in the process of their heartfelt and psychological adaptation to the new environment. I shall and workout to compare the major paradigms from the perspective of male and female experiences in relation to the diasporic or expatriate intimacy of each author. Michi, the female protagonist of Bissondath ' s The Cage grows up within the four walls of a tired Japnese culture which imposes its restrictive values on every woman in the sobriquet of tradition. Michi and her mother are the subjects of this dominating culture, which guards every step of female fragment commensurate influence upon their privacy to secure its purchase. Bissondath presents the mother and the daughter in deviation to bring out the difference of demeanor of two different generations stint her mother meekly and unquestioningly accepts the cultural truism, Michi brews up her resistance beneath within unable to cede in like her mother. ( 1 ) Virgin is virtually non - existent for her father till woman was fifteen. Suddenly his preoccupation in her grows since he is chargeable to transplant the cultural values in her. Learning music lessons, keeping away from boys, mixing up with people particular of their position are some of the determining things butterfly was taught to do. When a simple letter from a boy was taken away from her, boytoy realised that gal had no occupancy stable over her own life. ``I learnt, more than circumstance deeper, how little of my life was my own, in my father ' s view. His claim to my privacy conclusively caused me to regard him with faculty of solidify ' ( 82 ) on her father ' s advice nymph took a course on dietetics and schoolgirl was proportionate told to magistrate manhood chosen by him. In system to evade this cage formed by doddering culture gal leaves for toronto an uncommon Japnese destination that would afford her anonymity and range from the restrictive bondage of culture. One away from her home land Michi is able to look the senescent and the new culture properly and attempts to `place ' herself. Her initial reaction is to watch the people of the new land, the `glimpses of lives ' I would never touch. ' But gradually coed acquaints herself with inmates of her apartment co-op and encounters the nuances of both the cultures through their unsettled hints. On her way to school, maid finds people displaying themselves at the sidewalks and is irked by their behaviourdemanding to be noticed. More than this her English Tutor ' s insistence ( 2 ) that bird never ate bread in Japan suggests the baseless sway the Western people authority for the oriental moveable feast habit. He insisted that I, being a Japanese person never ate bread, only rice and vegetables and coarse fish and shutout augmented. He would not believe that I had tasted my first big mac in Tokyo ( 94 ) Marvelling at the immensity of prerogative that Toronto would ownership for her, mouse reflects: Toronto: a place longitude my personality could be free, it was not a city of traditions in a country of traditions. It was America, in the best thrust that world held for us. Japnese: bright, clean, safe, new. Life experienced without the constraints of an overwhelming past. ( 95 ) But her dream of freedom without constraints is short - lived. Her relationship with the third floor neighbour Shery shocks her enough to see the tangibility of her belongingness. She worked as a stripper and a call - gril Unaware of this, one night hearing some grunting noise from her room she calls on her like any sensible neighbour. but to her utter dismay Sherry accuses her of being a moron. One too stupid to understand the other culture and its practices. Through her acquaintance with Mrs. Duncan and her landlady Mrs. Harris she comes to the realisation that women are displaced everywhere, as much in Canada as in Japan. For Mrs. Harris and Mrs. Duncan both widows, keeping their husbands name and not their own is tradition: ( 3 ) ``It is tradition dear christian tradition ' ``Yes, dear, it is as simple as that. It ' s what women have always done. ' ( 98 ) Michi discovers from her mother ' s letter that `Michi ' her grand mother being `a strong and independent woman with her own ideas '. had been beaten to submission and finally left with only a grandson ( her father ) as an outlet for her sense of life. She is now confronted with the past that she has tried to ignore in Toronto. She has by now seen that it is better to have a room of one ' s own than have a nothing. Her final decision to return to her father ' s house and arrange flowers only provokes the reader to see her desperate attempt to `place ' herself even if through a cage like tradition Despite her realization that ``the corollary of tradition ' s pride is tradition ' s guilt ' ( 99 ) her non resistance to patriarchal culture would impell any feminist critic to comment that Bissondath ' s inclination still lies towards a male oriented society. While Bissoondath allows Michi to return to her past tradition, Panna Bhatt is Bharati Mukherjee ' s `A Wife ' s Story ' is caught between the two worlds - After her son ' s death, she leaves for New York to prusue a Ph. d course and distances herself from her husband. Her reaction to the racial discrimination and prejudiced language in David Mamet ' s play glengarry Glen Ross brings out her sense of indignity and outrage. ``It ' s the tyranny of American dream that scares me. First, you don ' t exist. Then you are invisible, Then you are funny. Then you are ( 4 ) disgusting. Insult, my American friends will tell me, is a kind of acceptance. No instant dignity here. I long at times, for clear cut answers offer me instant, dignity, today and I ' ll take it. ' ( 422 ) Panna ' s husband works in Laxmi Cotton Mills, a private enterprise in Ahmedabad with the end of family responsibility now she is virtually a different self. She has almost overcome her inhibition of her past life, even sexually she feels no compunction to share with her male friends like Imre, a Muslim from Hungary. Her transitional state and the extent of her dislocation comes to the forefront when her husband arrives in New York on holiday for fifteen days. During his presence, she keeps herself away from other friends. But on meeting Imre she feels as if she is really seeing him for the first time: ``Guilt, shame, loyalty, I long to be ungracious, not ingratiate myself with both men. ' ( 428 ) Being in such transitional state, she finds herself too far away from her past culture and tacitly rejects her husband ' s suggestion to go back home. She further reflects: ``Tonight I should make up to him for my years away, the gutted trucks, the degree I ' ll never use in India. I want to pretend with him that nothing has changed. ' ( 432 ) Ironically, her plea to stay back for study is meaningless. It only ( 5 ) suggests her confused state, her ``in - between ' position where she is vaccilating between two cultures pretentively conforming to the past yet looking forward to the present. Mukherjee has beautifully presented her character ``in transition ' who is seeking present ideals ``A Wife ' s story ' is an exemplary statement on the new ``international person ' who is attempting to balance heritage with new situations quite like her creator. Vassanji ' s protagonist Aloo in ``Leaving ' is a boy from the Indian community settled in Dar es Salaam in Tanzania whose sole reason behind imigration is to better the economic conditions of his family through foreign education. His ambition to be a doctor is thwarted by the handiwork of some corrupted bureawrat who selects him for a course of Agriculture. This denial of opportunity leads to a sense of dislocation in Aloo, which is inflamed by his mother through her humour and joke. For Aloo it is the American University only, that can fulfil his promise, give him a `place ' A whole universe was out there waiting for him if only he could reach it ( 492 ) His selection in california Institute of Technology virtually sets him on the course of dislocation from his native culture and attracts him to look forward to the new culture hopefully his letter from London during his brief stopover there evocatively brings out the significance of the present place and the inadequacy of his native land: Oh London it seemed that it ( 6 ) would never end - blocks and blocks of houses, squires, park, monuments could any city be larger? How many of ur Dar es Salaams would fit here, in this one gorgeous city. ( 495 ) Aloo leaves for USA with promises to his mother that he would not `marry a white woman ' and would not `smoke or drink '. Whether or not to chooses to keep his promise is not the contentious issue here, however, such fore closer hints at the possible displacement he would undergo in the new culture while abiding the restrictive values of the past imposed upon him. Rohinton Mistry ' s Lend Me Your Light when compared with the above three stories seems to be the most poignant in reflecting the dichotomies confronting his characters who are trying desperately to hold both the worlds in balance of the three characters, Jamshed and Kersi immigrate to New York and Toronto respectively while Percy the brother of Kersi stays back in India. Percy ' s schoolmate Jamshed virtually is an alien even among school lunch, in the ``leather upholstered luxury of the backseat of his ``ehauffeur - driven, air conditioned family car. ' ( 99 ) All these hyphenated lavishness only increases the distance between him and the culture he lives is rooted in his displacement all races in India are ``Ghatis ' who are flooding all the places, Jamshed represents that breed of affluent Parsi family who believed in extending the colonial authority in absence of their ( 7 ) erstwhile colonial masters. The post independence India holds no future for such bigot residue of imperialism. Absolutely no future in this stupid place. Bloody corruption everywhere. And you can ' t buy any of the things you want don ' t even get to see a decent England movie. First chance I get, I ' m going abroad. Preferably the US ( 178 ) Jamshed manages to leave for U. S. his land of promises that can provide him his much needed place. After him it is Kersi ' s turn to leave for Toronto, though his reason for immigration is to better his and his family ' s economic standard. His relationship with his brother Percy reflects his alienation in his own family. While for Pery his idealist goal to free rural India from poverty and oppression roots him strongly to his place, for Kersi ``there weren ' t any prospects in this country. ' ( 178 ) Leaving for Toronto with severe infection of conjuctivities he half jokingly compares himself with displaced Teresias, ``blend and throbbing between two lives, the one in Bombay and the one to come in toronto. ' ( 180 ) Though Kersi is not so bitter about his old place, he too is undergoing a crisi in Toronto where he finds the whole community living the life they have left behind in India and relishing its food still. It is Percy who sees Jamshed ' s torments and agony of displacement in his desperate assertion of authority over the waiter in the five star Taj ( 8 ) Mahal Hotel before his friends. Explaining that this was the only way to handle incompetence. Indians were too meek and docile and should learn to stand for their rights the way people do in states. ( 185 ) Like Jamshed Kersi confesses of his displacement in India in his inability to board the local train amidst the milling crowd. With the old and the feeble was my place, as long as I was a tourist here, and not committed to life in the combat zone ( 188 ) The final encounter of the three characters brings out the sense of dislocation and belongingness by presenting in contrast the immigrants and the one living in India. Percy returns from the village shocked by the murder of his friend Navjeet by village landlord. Jamshed urges him in his characteristic off - handish manner to go to states where ``if you are good at something you are appreciated, and you get ahead. ' Ironically this knowledge of his has found him no place there. While rooted in his idealism and faith Percy prepares himself for his next strategic move to village Kersi returns to Toronto as confused as before. Jamshed ' s confusion, disdain and arrogance ``is the surfacing of Kersi ' s ``entire burden of riddles and puzzles unsolved ' ( 192 ) Like mistry, his characters reflects the anxiety of his community that has undergone the difficulties of diaspora. In the post ( 9 ) independence India, the Parsi community looking westward for carving out another ``cultural territory ' seems to be the reason for their dislocation. Mistry like Vassanji brings out the ambiguities and dichotomies confronting his dislocated characters quite dexterously. It is through such analysis of male and female experiences that the discourses of displacement of the above immigrant writers could be read in a new perspective. WORKS CITED 1. Bissondath, Neil, ``The Cage ' Contemporary Short Fiction written in English Ed. Bruce Meyer Scarborough Antario: Prentice Hall Canada Inc. 1997 2. Mukherjee, Bharati, ``A Wife ' s Story ' Contemporary Short Fiction in English Ed. Bruce Meyer N. P. n. p. 1997 3. Vassanji, M. G. ``Leaving ' Contemporary Short Ficiton in English Ed. Bruce Meyer N. P., n. p. 1997 4. Mistry. Rohinton ``Swimming Lessons and other stories from Firozeshah Baag. New York Vintage International Edition random House Inc. 1997 5. Said, Edward, Culture and Imperialism London: chatto and Windus, 1993 By: Dr. Ram Sharma Sr. Lecturer, Department of English Janta Vedic P. G. College, BARAUT ( BAGHPAT ) U. P. ( 10 )

A Story About Adolf Hitler

It happened one day during the early stages of W. W. II, before Germany took the serious verdict to salvage the Soviet Union in conclusion next France had fallen to the onslaught of what was coeval proclaimed since the Inroad Krieg. It in reality took place during those days of the Battle of Britain that Hitler installed cameras in all places; which included the toilets used by both the ladies and gentlemen. The reason for Hitlers oracle observation these cameras perhaps was to keep better track of how efficiently his people worked or if they had any plans of treason yet regardless of which it was in secret that they were placed.

Hitler for his part however received a huge surprise when one of his cameras caught; of all people, Rudolph Hess masturbating in the toilet. Naturally, at first the Fuehrer was furious at the sight of seeing one of his top people involved in such an act yet no man is without having good points and Hitler not being the exception decided to hear Hess out before reaching a verdict. This coming in contrast to Stalin, who would have executed him for less.

Hess in his defense made a statement along these lines The reason I masturbate is because I dont have time to find a woman, given that all I do is work for mine Fuehrer, many times 18 hours a day. Himmler, Goering, and Goebbels all have not only wives but mistresses, while I do not have time to find even a wife let alone a lover.

Hitler was said to have been impressed by Hesss reply as how could he fault a man who did nothing but work for him, so it was that he forgave Hess and even gave him time off from work to find himself a wife. This even being an order, so Hess would no longer be reduced to having to take matters in to his own hands when it came to sexual relief.