2014
Following John McCain's introduction we flew home and went through about seven days at Hereford decompressing. I likewise watched the destroying of the detailed security screen we had around the spot. The vast majority of the security and commo trailers were pulled out, alongside the overwhelming weapons and against airplane frameworks (Stinger groups). At that point we concluded that the Bahamas were significantly hotter than Maryland in January and went there for one more month or thereabouts. We not, at this point had a Navy destroyer staying nearby, yet at the same time appraised a Coast Guard shaper. The most recent seven day stretch of February I was feeling somewhat exhausted and we flew home and made a call to Georgetown University Hospital.
That is the place I was having my knee substitution medical procedure done. Before I left office I'd had Doctor Tubb inquire about the methodology, and Doctor Richard Shawshank of Georgetown was totally fit for doing the medical procedure. Indeed, even Suzie said something, significant distance, and concurred. I realized that on the off chance that I disregarded her recommendation and something awful occurred, I could never hear its finish! In any case, it was really stunning. I went in that morning at the break of day, experienced careful prep, and was on the table by 8:30. The stunning part? That night, after I came completely alert from the sedation, they had me up on my feet and strolling around the room and a couple of feet here and there the corridor. I was home several days after the fact.
Home, for this situation, was the house in Georgetown. We kicked Charlie and Megan out of the changed over library and moved into it; they moved to the ace suite upstairs. Marilyn and I remained ground floor while I experienced my recovery. Marilyn and Megan presented on the up and coming wedding, presently with a date in September, and I gave Charlie the advantage of my long stretches of insight, which essentially comprised of doing what the ladies advised him to do and keeping his mouth shut something else.
After I was authoritatively discharged from recovery and treatment I added strolling to my normal exercise schedule. Following half a month, I had the option to start running, in any event for short separations. I was unable to accept how much better my leg felt! In the event that I'd realized I would feel this great, I would have done it years prior! It was additionally to some degree discouraging to discover how in a bad way I was. I had a reasonable piece of chest area quality, yet running forms endurance, and it was going to take some work to get back up to my old self. I overlooked the way that my old self was from thirty years back.
I concluded that I should assist the new President with his new motivation. His State of the Union discourse had been genuinely workmanlike, however nothing stupendous. I wasn't whining, however. The just one of mine which had been critical had been my first, after 9-11, when I needed to give the most elevating message conceivable to a country despite everything bringing in stun from the Al Qaeda assaults. The others? Exhausting as damnation!
John had a few subjects to his discourse. The majority of them were basically augmentations of existing arrangements, a third term of Buckman approach paying little mind to whatever rubbish he had rambled about new plans and not being a third term. One new thought was another national social insurance plan. He talked about how one out of six Americans was deficient in medicinal services, of youngsters passing on, of moms picking between attempting to take care of their kids and treating their own malignancy, of patients being precluded inclusion in light of the fact that from securing previous conditions, and of protection approaches not worth the paper they were imprinted on. He squeezed that we could improve.
Monday, May 18, 2020
Lonliness in Soup Chapter 1
Saturdays were "getting down to business days." Many ranch families couldn't stand to go into town consistently on the grounds that occasions were so difficult and cash was rare. Despite the fact that fuel was just eight pennies a gallon in those days there were times when eight pennies was every one of certain individuals had. Indeed, even before the Great Stock Market Crash of 1929 pieces of Oklahoma endured terrible dry seasons and ranchers saw an entire year's work lie passing on in the fields for absence of downpour.
Still it was important to make the excursion in any event once per month if just to get the "necessaries" and to see others to converse with. Our farmhouse was a little more than twenty miles from town close to the North Canadian River so Pa and Ma went in three or four times each month. Dad was an incredible one for arranging things out ahead of time so we could about consistently take off on a Saturday and go through the majority of the day shopping and chatting with companions and neighbors.
One Saturday when I was around ten or so years old, I saw a shaded kid wrecked and seriously beaten by two a lot bigger white young men. They provoked him and called him "grimy Nigger" and different names similarly corrupting. He was near my own age, however a lot littler of fabricate. "I ain't done nuffin to youse, why you do dis? No mo! No mo! It would be ideal if you no mo!"
A few grown-ups saw what was occurring and either smiled or turned away. I saw how the ones who dismissed acted sort of embarrassed, yet they don't did anything to stop it. The ones who watched seemed as though they suspected it was extraordinary game to hurt a dark kid. It astounded me, I asked why anybody would get a kick out of harming others.
At this moment I wish I could state I bounced in, thumped the two white domineering jerks to the ground and spared the hued kid from getting a further beating. To my disgrace I didn't however. I watched and felt what they were doing was extremely off-base, yet I was hesitant to act since I didn't have a clue what I ought to do. I realized it wasn't right to pound on any living animal. Indeed, even mutts and ponies had sentiments and Pa consistently instructed me to be caring to creatures, and I realized a hued kid was something other than a creature.
I remained there and bantered with myself about whether I should go to the guide of this a lot littler kid so near my own age as opposed to acting. I was likewise dreadful to act and do an inappropriate thing. I had no dread of both of the two domineering jerks. The two of them tested me at school and lifted themselves up off the ground subsequently. I was stressed over what others would think on the off chance that they saw me go to the guide of the hued kid. I feared being marked a Nigger darling. There was my concern more or less I feared what individuals would think.
Still it was important to make the excursion in any event once per month if just to get the "necessaries" and to see others to converse with. Our farmhouse was a little more than twenty miles from town close to the North Canadian River so Pa and Ma went in three or four times each month. Dad was an incredible one for arranging things out ahead of time so we could about consistently take off on a Saturday and go through the majority of the day shopping and chatting with companions and neighbors.
One Saturday when I was around ten or so years old, I saw a shaded kid wrecked and seriously beaten by two a lot bigger white young men. They provoked him and called him "grimy Nigger" and different names similarly corrupting. He was near my own age, however a lot littler of fabricate. "I ain't done nuffin to youse, why you do dis? No mo! No mo! It would be ideal if you no mo!"
A few grown-ups saw what was occurring and either smiled or turned away. I saw how the ones who dismissed acted sort of embarrassed, yet they don't did anything to stop it. The ones who watched seemed as though they suspected it was extraordinary game to hurt a dark kid. It astounded me, I asked why anybody would get a kick out of harming others.
At this moment I wish I could state I bounced in, thumped the two white domineering jerks to the ground and spared the hued kid from getting a further beating. To my disgrace I didn't however. I watched and felt what they were doing was extremely off-base, yet I was hesitant to act since I didn't have a clue what I ought to do. I realized it wasn't right to pound on any living animal. Indeed, even mutts and ponies had sentiments and Pa consistently instructed me to be caring to creatures, and I realized a hued kid was something other than a creature.
I remained there and bantered with myself about whether I should go to the guide of this a lot littler kid so near my own age as opposed to acting. I was likewise dreadful to act and do an inappropriate thing. I had no dread of both of the two domineering jerks. The two of them tested me at school and lifted themselves up off the ground subsequently. I was stressed over what others would think on the off chance that they saw me go to the guide of the hued kid. I feared being marked a Nigger darling. There was my concern more or less I feared what individuals would think.
Carree Loves Billy: Carree Sets the Duff
The accompanying story contains ADULT SEXUAL SITUATIONS. Try not to peruse any further in the event that you don't wish to peruse material of this sort. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
I lost my William from the get-go in 2001. He was an author who, at some point, intended to utilize my diary's, which I kept through our young romance and past, as a reason for a genuine sensual story. William and I appreciated perusing suggestive accounts of this sort to one another. He intended to utilize the pseudonym Billy Hand and needed to share our sexual encounters for a methods for helping other people comprehend what a genuine cherishing relationship was, and how sexual one can be. Not many of the narratives we read on locales like this managed genuine romance, sex and sexual acts with the sincerity and delicacy we really demonstrated one another.
As a methods for treatment for managing his misfortune, I have taken up the task. In spite of the fact that not as cultivated as William as an essayist, I as well, compose expertly for movement and excursion guides.
I trust you make the most of our accounts as much as we did living them. Regardless of whether you accept our accounts or not, trust me when I state they have been decorated pretty much nothing. Names and places have been changed to veil our characters, however the premise and a large portion of the circumstances are valid.
I will in every case genuinely love the character you will know as "Billy" or "Bill" Wilson. When Bill turned into a distributed essayist and writer, he was constantly known as William. This will be the Seventh section in the arrangement after the variety story: Carree Loves Billy - Complete - The Awakening.
This story is,
CARREE SETS THE DATE
I lost my William from the get-go in 2001. He was an author who, at some point, intended to utilize my diary's, which I kept through our young romance and past, as a reason for a genuine sensual story. William and I appreciated perusing suggestive accounts of this sort to one another. He intended to utilize the pseudonym Billy Hand and needed to share our sexual encounters for a methods for helping other people comprehend what a genuine cherishing relationship was, and how sexual one can be. Not many of the narratives we read on locales like this managed genuine romance, sex and sexual acts with the sincerity and delicacy we really demonstrated one another.
As a methods for treatment for managing his misfortune, I have taken up the task. In spite of the fact that not as cultivated as William as an essayist, I as well, compose expertly for movement and excursion guides.
I trust you make the most of our accounts as much as we did living them. Regardless of whether you accept our accounts or not, trust me when I state they have been decorated pretty much nothing. Names and places have been changed to veil our characters, however the premise and a large portion of the circumstances are valid.
I will in every case genuinely love the character you will know as "Billy" or "Bill" Wilson. When Bill turned into a distributed essayist and writer, he was constantly known as William. This will be the Seventh section in the arrangement after the variety story: Carree Loves Billy - Complete - The Awakening.
This story is,
CARREE SETS THE DATE
Summer Camp: George (Book 16)
I listened to him with only half my attention. He offered me his
deepest condolences on my, our, loss. It sounded strictly pro forma, but
I appreciated it nonetheless. I smiled at my wife and sat down heavily
in my office chair. I picked up my pen, flipped the page on the notepad,
and began writing as he talked.
It was going to be a long couple of days, and I couldn’t imagine how we were going to tell the girls. With an inaudible sigh, I concentrated on the lawyer and blew a kiss to my wife. She smiled sadly and closed the door to my office. A short time later, after I’d hung up the phone, I leaned back in my chair and stared at the ceiling, lost in thought.
When I was in high school, and then college, so much of my life consisted of routine. I suppose it’s the same for everyone. Even today, much of my life is routine. Pedestrian. Mundane. But there are times when the routine is broken, and these are the times by which we measure our lives: a kiss, a love, a graduation, the birth of a child, the death of a lover.
Once again, sitting at my desk in the quiet afternoon hours, I thought back to my past, to one of those times when the routine of my life was broken, and the world seemed to change, all at once. As you might have guessed, it was the summer of 1979. But there’s so much to explain before I get there. In many ways, my life changed more during my sophomore year in high school, but the changes were all gradual. They’re obvious to me now, but at the time, I hardly noticed them.
It was going to be a long couple of days, and I couldn’t imagine how we were going to tell the girls. With an inaudible sigh, I concentrated on the lawyer and blew a kiss to my wife. She smiled sadly and closed the door to my office. A short time later, after I’d hung up the phone, I leaned back in my chair and stared at the ceiling, lost in thought.
When I was in high school, and then college, so much of my life consisted of routine. I suppose it’s the same for everyone. Even today, much of my life is routine. Pedestrian. Mundane. But there are times when the routine is broken, and these are the times by which we measure our lives: a kiss, a love, a graduation, the birth of a child, the death of a lover.
Once again, sitting at my desk in the quiet afternoon hours, I thought back to my past, to one of those times when the routine of my life was broken, and the world seemed to change, all at once. As you might have guessed, it was the summer of 1979. But there’s so much to explain before I get there. In many ways, my life changed more during my sophomore year in high school, but the changes were all gradual. They’re obvious to me now, but at the time, I hardly noticed them.
The Making Of A Gigolo (13) - Misty Compton Chapter 1
1975 - August
The weather was beginning to get cool at night. The days were still warm and glorious. It was going to be perfect weather for the Harvest Festival, and Amanda Griggs was very happy about that. KDEF was sponsoring the event, in coordination with a number of other businesses. She was responsible for the nightly concerts that would take place at the State Fairgrounds.
It had been an obvious choice, for the group of businessmen who gathered in a smoky room, to cuss and discuss the festival. Amanda ran the best radio station in the area, and had the connections, so they thought, to find and recruit some good talent.
Amanda felt the same way, until she started trying to contact agents of big name musical talents. She found out that being the general manager of a radio station in a town most big time agents had never heard of didn’t get her much.
In fact, it had gotten her nothing, thus far.
She sighed and sat back. Belinda Snokes, who had hired on as a college kid, to do odd jobs around the station, stuck her head in the door of the office.
“I got all those tapes organized. Three of them were bad, so I re-recorded them.”
“Thanks, Belinda,” said Amanda.
“Why so glum?” asked the girl.
“The festival,” sighed Amanda. “I can’t get any agents to talk to me in Nashville, or Hollywood either,” said Amanda. “Everybody’s already booked up. I had no idea they scheduled these things so far in advance. Where am I going to find somebody to put on concerts at the festival?”
“Who have you tried?” asked the girl.
Amanda reeled off a list ... a long list of names of well known musical groups, in various genres, from rock and roll, to blues, to country and western.
Belinda nodded. “Yeah, all of those are good, but they’re big names. They won’t come to Hutch unless the money’s really good.”
Amanda scowled. “This is Hutchinson. The money will never be really good.”
Belinda just grinned. “Then you have to go for somebody less well known.” She thought for a moment. “Like that new girl, Misty Compton. We just started playing some of her stuff on the country segment you dreamed up.”
“Don’t make fun of me,” growled Amanda. “Country is getting more and more lively. It’s beginning to allow cross-over from other genres. I hear a lot of rock and roll influence in some of the new artists.”
Belinda held up both hands, palms outward.
“Hey, I’m just telling you. That Compton girl is going to go far. I love her myself. But she’s only put out one album, and it hasn’t been out long enough for people to make up their minds about her. I think she’ll hit it big. Maybe you could sign her before that happens.”
Amanda sighed. “Find me a number. I’ll give it a whirl.”
The weather was beginning to get cool at night. The days were still warm and glorious. It was going to be perfect weather for the Harvest Festival, and Amanda Griggs was very happy about that. KDEF was sponsoring the event, in coordination with a number of other businesses. She was responsible for the nightly concerts that would take place at the State Fairgrounds.
It had been an obvious choice, for the group of businessmen who gathered in a smoky room, to cuss and discuss the festival. Amanda ran the best radio station in the area, and had the connections, so they thought, to find and recruit some good talent.
Amanda felt the same way, until she started trying to contact agents of big name musical talents. She found out that being the general manager of a radio station in a town most big time agents had never heard of didn’t get her much.
In fact, it had gotten her nothing, thus far.
She sighed and sat back. Belinda Snokes, who had hired on as a college kid, to do odd jobs around the station, stuck her head in the door of the office.
“I got all those tapes organized. Three of them were bad, so I re-recorded them.”
“Thanks, Belinda,” said Amanda.
“Why so glum?” asked the girl.
“The festival,” sighed Amanda. “I can’t get any agents to talk to me in Nashville, or Hollywood either,” said Amanda. “Everybody’s already booked up. I had no idea they scheduled these things so far in advance. Where am I going to find somebody to put on concerts at the festival?”
“Who have you tried?” asked the girl.
Amanda reeled off a list ... a long list of names of well known musical groups, in various genres, from rock and roll, to blues, to country and western.
Belinda nodded. “Yeah, all of those are good, but they’re big names. They won’t come to Hutch unless the money’s really good.”
Amanda scowled. “This is Hutchinson. The money will never be really good.”
Belinda just grinned. “Then you have to go for somebody less well known.” She thought for a moment. “Like that new girl, Misty Compton. We just started playing some of her stuff on the country segment you dreamed up.”
“Don’t make fun of me,” growled Amanda. “Country is getting more and more lively. It’s beginning to allow cross-over from other genres. I hear a lot of rock and roll influence in some of the new artists.”
Belinda held up both hands, palms outward.
“Hey, I’m just telling you. That Compton girl is going to go far. I love her myself. But she’s only put out one album, and it hasn’t been out long enough for people to make up their minds about her. I think she’ll hit it big. Maybe you could sign her before that happens.”
Amanda sighed. “Find me a number. I’ll give it a whirl.”
Sherlock Homes in the Making Chapter 1 2020
Sid worked around the outside of his house getting it prepared for
winter. The hoses had to be disconnected, patio furniture carried into
the garage, and the last of the fall leaves raked. None of the jobs
required his full attention. As a result, he had plenty of time to think
about his life.
In hindsight, he was sorry that he had told Cynthia about the portal. She hadn't gone through it yet and he didn't know if she really did want to go through it. He could tell that the idea of camping and wilderness cooking didn't thrill her. He didn't know if she was all that excited about the fact that she would have to take care of his sexual needs as well, although he could imagine that she was dreading the idea.
His biggest fear was that with her inexperience she would end up getting killed. For her to go to Chaos in the company of an individual who was knowingly riding into trouble was not a good thing; particularly when she didn't know even the basics of self-defense. He could imagine nothing worse than watching a lover die.
His second biggest fear was that she would complicate his relationship with Sally. Although she had learned the grace and manners of Sally, he wasn't convinced that having a relationship with Cynthia was a smart move. He feared that she would be jealous of Sally and forbid him from going to Crossroads to see her. Although Sally talked about him finding an Earth woman, he wasn't sure that she would really like that.
Working in a slow, but steady, pace, Sid finished the yard work early in the afternoon. It had only taken him about three hours to take care of all the tasks. His uncle had often said that a job rushed took twice as long. Satisfied with his work, he put the rake in the garage and closed the door. Everything was ready for whatever weather the winter might throw in his direction.
Standing in the front lawn, he looked over the property with appreciation for the gift his uncle had given him. He thought back to the times when his uncle and he would work in the yard. The men would work side by side while talking about honor, duty, and compassion. His uncle swore that his personal motto was, "Death before dishonor, duty before pleasure, and compassion above all else." Sid had enjoyed those discussions and taken the lessons to heart.
Entering the house, he grabbed a drink out of the refrigerator. Taking a sip as he headed towards the study, his progress was halted when the telephone rang. The closest phone was in the kitchen, so he went back in it. Picking up the handset, he answered somewhat suspiciously. He seldom received calls and those were usually from telephone salesman.
In hindsight, he was sorry that he had told Cynthia about the portal. She hadn't gone through it yet and he didn't know if she really did want to go through it. He could tell that the idea of camping and wilderness cooking didn't thrill her. He didn't know if she was all that excited about the fact that she would have to take care of his sexual needs as well, although he could imagine that she was dreading the idea.
His biggest fear was that with her inexperience she would end up getting killed. For her to go to Chaos in the company of an individual who was knowingly riding into trouble was not a good thing; particularly when she didn't know even the basics of self-defense. He could imagine nothing worse than watching a lover die.
His second biggest fear was that she would complicate his relationship with Sally. Although she had learned the grace and manners of Sally, he wasn't convinced that having a relationship with Cynthia was a smart move. He feared that she would be jealous of Sally and forbid him from going to Crossroads to see her. Although Sally talked about him finding an Earth woman, he wasn't sure that she would really like that.
Working in a slow, but steady, pace, Sid finished the yard work early in the afternoon. It had only taken him about three hours to take care of all the tasks. His uncle had often said that a job rushed took twice as long. Satisfied with his work, he put the rake in the garage and closed the door. Everything was ready for whatever weather the winter might throw in his direction.
Standing in the front lawn, he looked over the property with appreciation for the gift his uncle had given him. He thought back to the times when his uncle and he would work in the yard. The men would work side by side while talking about honor, duty, and compassion. His uncle swore that his personal motto was, "Death before dishonor, duty before pleasure, and compassion above all else." Sid had enjoyed those discussions and taken the lessons to heart.
Entering the house, he grabbed a drink out of the refrigerator. Taking a sip as he headed towards the study, his progress was halted when the telephone rang. The closest phone was in the kitchen, so he went back in it. Picking up the handset, he answered somewhat suspiciously. He seldom received calls and those were usually from telephone salesman.
Antelope Homes Freeway 1st chapter
Jim Arnold looked at his watch in the early morning light and sighed.
It was 7:20 AM, more than a half hour after sunrise, and the traffic
jam he was caught in was monumental. Nothing had moved since daybreak.
Facing westbound on I-80, he was at least grateful he didn't have the
intense heat of the August morning sun shining in his face. The air
outside felt like a furnace, very hot and dry; and it was already
approaching 90F. Jim thought wistfully about his decision to get the
super economy package and not have AC with his new Chevy, but then he
reminded himself he just didn't have money for those kinds of luxuries.
The eastbound lanes were absolutely clear of traffic, and Jim thought that was a really ominous sign. He searched the radio again for a traffic report, but all he could find were country & western music stations and the ubiquitous news reports on Iraq. Looking down from the elevated Interstate, he tried to remember whether he had crossed into Nebraska yet or if he were still in Iowa. But then he remembered driving across the bridge over the Missouri River in the pre-dawn light, shortly before hitting a solid wall of unmoving cars and trucks.
"So this must be beautiful Omaha," he thought to himself, looking around. "It's not bad actually... Thank goodness I built so much extra time into the schedule. I don't have to be in San Francisco for another eleven days..." He scanned his radio to another country song. "Damn... Come on, come on... There's got to be a traffic report here somewhere... How can they not report on this?!"
As Jim continued scanning, he shook his head at the delays he was having this morning. When he broke camp before daybreak, he noticed one of his tires was flat. A close inspection revealed a very fluke accident. The value stem-cap was missing, and a tiny pebble had bounced in and wedged against the pin, slowly releasing the air. There was no permanent damage, but it took twenty minutes to get out the bicycle pump and inflate the tire. And now this, a major-league traffic jam, his second delay of the morning...
The eastbound lanes were absolutely clear of traffic, and Jim thought that was a really ominous sign. He searched the radio again for a traffic report, but all he could find were country & western music stations and the ubiquitous news reports on Iraq. Looking down from the elevated Interstate, he tried to remember whether he had crossed into Nebraska yet or if he were still in Iowa. But then he remembered driving across the bridge over the Missouri River in the pre-dawn light, shortly before hitting a solid wall of unmoving cars and trucks.
"So this must be beautiful Omaha," he thought to himself, looking around. "It's not bad actually... Thank goodness I built so much extra time into the schedule. I don't have to be in San Francisco for another eleven days..." He scanned his radio to another country song. "Damn... Come on, come on... There's got to be a traffic report here somewhere... How can they not report on this?!"
As Jim continued scanning, he shook his head at the delays he was having this morning. When he broke camp before daybreak, he noticed one of his tires was flat. A close inspection revealed a very fluke accident. The value stem-cap was missing, and a tiny pebble had bounced in and wedged against the pin, slowly releasing the air. There was no permanent damage, but it took twenty minutes to get out the bicycle pump and inflate the tire. And now this, a major-league traffic jam, his second delay of the morning...
Flossie's Almost Revenge Chapter 1
Flossie Pendergast struggled, her arms full, to reach the doorknob and
open the door to the old building. She hooked the knob with her fingers
and twisted, pushing against the door with her shoulder and knocking off
a few more paint chips. The door stuck, and she had to put everything
down and then pull, twist and push in just the right order before the
door creaked open. It was the same every day as she entered the decrepit
schoolhouse where she was the teacher, teacher's aide, and janitor, all
combined into one. In private, she called herself the Principal of the
school, but she couldn't say it out loud. That would bring the kind of
scorn and derision she was so used to, but which ate at her guts like a
rat inside a dead possum.
She surveyed her kingdom, such as it was, her eyes falling on the scarred and tilting desks, with their built-in chairs that required a student to slide into the seat from the left side. There were fifteen of those desks, neathly lined up, facing the wall with the blackboard on it. One forlorn wooden, straight-backed chair, two slats missing out of the back, sat by the board. Other than that there was no furniture in the one room that made up the structure. There was no desk for the teacher. What few materials she had scraped together were in cubby holes that had been nailed to the wall, patched together from odds and ends of lumber that had been scrounged from the surrounding area. A former student had done the work.
The school was in a region of the United States that was south of the Mason Dixon line, and East of Texas - exactly where isn't all that important - and most of the reason that the school was in such poor repair was because the building had once been used to house thirty people who, in these modern days, would gently be called 'migrant workers'. In the old days, though, the workers didn't have the luxury of moving from place to place to pick the cotton, or tend the tobacco. If they felt compelled to move from one place to another, shackles took care of that.
She surveyed her kingdom, such as it was, her eyes falling on the scarred and tilting desks, with their built-in chairs that required a student to slide into the seat from the left side. There were fifteen of those desks, neathly lined up, facing the wall with the blackboard on it. One forlorn wooden, straight-backed chair, two slats missing out of the back, sat by the board. Other than that there was no furniture in the one room that made up the structure. There was no desk for the teacher. What few materials she had scraped together were in cubby holes that had been nailed to the wall, patched together from odds and ends of lumber that had been scrounged from the surrounding area. A former student had done the work.
The school was in a region of the United States that was south of the Mason Dixon line, and East of Texas - exactly where isn't all that important - and most of the reason that the school was in such poor repair was because the building had once been used to house thirty people who, in these modern days, would gently be called 'migrant workers'. In the old days, though, the workers didn't have the luxury of moving from place to place to pick the cotton, or tend the tobacco. If they felt compelled to move from one place to another, shackles took care of that.
From Nothing, Everything Chapter 1
ADDISON FINISHED ADDING GROUND coffee to the drip brewer and switched it
on. Pausing, she sipped her glass of chilled orange juice enjoying the
sweet flavor and pulp, then checked that the toaster was ready. With the
frying pan warming, a pat of butter melting, and fresh eggs waiting at
the side, she checked her watch.
Where was he? Usually he was the first up in the morning, especially today, Father’s Day.
Where was he? Usually he was the first up in the morning, especially today, Father’s Day.
Saturday, September 2, 2017
FRANK EDOHO TO BE DROPPED AS WWTBAM HOST
After 13 years of hosting Who Wants To Be A Millionaire, popular broadcaster, Frank Edoho would be replaced by a new a yet-to-be unveiled host, Punch reports.
It was ealier announced that the show which had gone off-air for about two months will be back with a new sponsor, Airopay.
According to Punch, an organiser of the show
Tuesday, July 25, 2017
Africa’s prosperity lies in human resources – Osinbajo
The Acting President, Prof. Yemi Osinbajo on Monday said the prosperity of the African continent simply lies in human resources.
He said this was “away from the dangerous dependence on natural resources that we have seen in the past”.
Osinbajo made the remarks at the Extra-Ordinary Session of the Council of Ministers of African Petroleum Producers Organisation
He said this was “away from the dangerous dependence on natural resources that we have seen in the past”.
Osinbajo made the remarks at the Extra-Ordinary Session of the Council of Ministers of African Petroleum Producers Organisation
Protests rock Enugu community over herdsmen attack
ENUGU— YOUTHS, women, children and traditional rulers of Ozalla community in Nkanu West Local Government Area of Enugu State, yesterday, besieged Ozalla police station in protest, seeking security agents’ protection of the community from alleged impending invasion of the community by herdsmen.
The protesters also blocked Enugu-Port Harcourt expressway by four-corner junction, apparently to seek government’s intervention. The police had hectic moment dispersing the protesters that caused traffic gridlock along
N200,000 extortion: WhatsApp message leads to dismissal of 3 policemen
FOLLOWING a WhatsApp message sent to police authorities by some young men from whom officers took N200,000, three policemen attached to Area ‘N’ Command, Ijede-Ikorodu, Lagos, have been dismissed from the Force.
They reportedly arrested the young men and accused them of being fraudsters, popularly known as ‘yahoo yahoo boys’. The officers then forced
FG expresses concern over increasing number of out-of-school children
The Federal Government on Monday expressed concern over the increasing number of out-of-school children in the country.
Dr. Adamu Husaini, the Permanent Secretary, Federal Ministry of Education, made the remark at the opening of the 62nd National Council on Education meeting in Kano.
Husaini said: “It is sad to note
Dr. Adamu Husaini, the Permanent Secretary, Federal Ministry of Education, made the remark at the opening of the 62nd National Council on Education meeting in Kano.
Husaini said: “It is sad to note
Another Yoruba Actor Dies
Yoruba actor, Olurotimi Ayinde, a.k.a Abu Olododo, has died in Abeookuta, Ogun State, on Sunday night at the age of 51.
His death came a few hours after the death of seasoned actor, poet and journalist, Adebayo Faleti, was announced.
A friend and colleague of Ayinde, Waheed Ijaduade, brought his departure to the attention of the public in a statement posted on
Bayelsa Deputy Governor takes charge as Dickson goes on vacation
Bayelsa State Governor, Hon. Henry Seriake Dickson on Monday July 24 2017 proceeded on vacation and directed his Deputy, Retired Rear Admiral Gboribiogha John-Jonah (retd), to take charge act for the period he will be away.
The gesture which came at a time when many State
The gesture which came at a time when many State
Funnybone Apologises to Daddy Showkey After 'Mosquito' Joke
Veteran Nigerian galala singer, Daddy Showkey did not take it lightly when he got wind of a joke made my comedian, Funnybone that was sort of taking shots at him.
Funnybone who was performing at his show titled "FunnyBone Untamed" which happened
Funnybone who was performing at his show titled "FunnyBone Untamed" which happened
Apple recruits Dwayne ‘The Rock’ Johnson to star in a short film with virtual assistant Siri
JUST when you thought The Emoji Movie was a step too far, Apple has released a short film teaming Dwayne ‘The Rock’ Johnson with its virtual assistant
Adebayo Faleti: Still Waters Run Deep, By Wole Soyinka
So soon after Abiola Irele, another pillar of the Shrine of Letters succumbs to the exigences of Time and leaves our horizon cloudy.
Adebayo Faleti was a pioneer
Sunday, July 23, 2017
Tonto Dike: Mind your business and stop judging others – Mercy Johnson fires at Uche Maduagwu

She cautioned the actor to mind his words and avoid judging others.
The mother of three said this following Uche’s advice to ladies to
Emmanuel Nwude, Nigerian Biggest Fraudster Sold Non-existent Airport For $242M
Thursday, July 20, 2017
Top Boko Haram members renounce terrorism – Army
Four Boko Haram terrorists have willingly deserted their hideouts and surrendered themselves of 120 Task Force Battalion at Goniri, the Army said in a statement yesterday.
Among those who surrendered was a high-profile terrorist, Konto Fanami, the Ameer of Kafa hideout of the Boko Haram that operates along Ajigin-Talala-Mungusum
Feed Your Daughter This – Kemi Olunloyo Drags Seyi Law And His Daughter Again
Usher Allegedly Paid A Woman $1.1M After Infecting Her With Herpes

It looks like R. Kelly isn’t the only R&B singer embroiled in controversy this week. Court documents recently obtained by Radar Online reveal Usher (real name Usher Raymond IV) contracted the herpes virus in 2009 or 2010 and passed
Baby Ryan has Arrived! Laura Ikeji & husband Ogbonna Kanu welcome First Child

Fashion entrepreneur, Laura Ikeji and her husband Ogbonna Kanu welcome their first child, Ryan. Proud aunt, Linda Ikeji announced the good news on her Instagram page
Lai Mohammed clarifies ban on movie production abroad

Minister of Information and Culture, Alhaji Lai Mohammed has insisted that government’s decision that any programme meant for Nigerians must be produced in Nigeria is the best for the country.
Mohammed, who was reacting to criticisms and backlashes the announcement received from artists in the country, said he was not appointed Minister
Tuesday, July 18, 2017
Male Model Jack Eyers Becomes First Amputee to be Crowned Mr England
Isn’t it wonderful to see the standard of beauty changing with each day? The fashion industry until recently was known for hiring people with certain looks and personality to adorn their glossy magazines but the norm is slowly changing with changing times. A male model who lost his leg due to a birth defect has become the first amputee to be crowned
Monday, July 17, 2017
My Father Never Wanted Me To Become An Artiste – Phyno
Goodluck Jonathan gave my career a boost – Omoni Oboli
Popular actress and filmmaker, Omoni Oboli, speaks with TOFARATI IGE on her career, family and other issues
How would you describe your childhood?
It was simple and also full of fun. I wasn’t
Full list of winners at 2017 AMAA
Senegalese movie, Felicite, emerged the biggest winner of the night at the 13th African Movie Academy Awards (AMAA).
The movie won six AMAAs, the most of all the contenders.
Felicite took home awards in three of the five major categories, winning best film, best actress in a leading role, and best supporting actor.
Nigerian historical drama, ’76, won three awards from its eight
Sunday, July 16, 2017
Meek Mill Coming To Africa After Rating Shows Most Followers Were Lagos Based
Mercy Johnson Shows Off Her Low Haircut, Says Her Hubby Loves The New Look
Hushpuppi Lands In Hospital Over Too Much Champagne
Wizkid Celebrates His 27th Birthday Today
Ayodeji Ibrahim Balogun (born 16 July 1990), better known by his stage name Wizkid (sometimes stylised as WizKid), is a Nigerian singer and songwriter. He started recording music at age 11 and managed to release a collaborative album with the Glorious Five, a group he and a couple of his church friends formed. In 2009, he signed a record deal with Banky W.'s record label Empire Mates Entertainment (E.M.E). He rose to prominence in 2010 with the release of the song "Holla at Your Boy" from his debut studio album, Superstar (2011). "Tease Me/Bad Guys", "Don't Dull", "Love My Baby", "Pakurumo" and "Oluwa Lo Ni" were also released as singles from the Superstar album. Wizkid's self-titled second studio album, Ayo, was released in
Lady Who Suffered Child Obesity Writes Letter To Seyi Law Over His Daughter
A Nigerian lady who doubles as a lawyer, Ayomide Adebayo-Oyetoro has written an open letter to comedian Seyilaw over his daughter whom many have reportedly fingered to be obese, according to Ayomide she suffered child obesity and still battling with it – She had this to tell SeyiLaw !
‘I was obese as a child and I still am. And I’m not the only one. Research shows about one in five school aged children are obese. Parents close their eyes to this reality by claiming the child would outgrow it. It rarely happens.
Children should be fed right, properly and healthy. An obese child is open to a lot of health really risks. I know because I am speaking
Saturday, July 15, 2017
Again! Oge Okoye in another Instagram scandal
Many will not forget in a hurry how Oge Okoye landed herself in trouble after claiming ownership of two dogs belonging to American TV star, Kenya Moore.
After being tongue-lashed by some of her fans for laying claim to another man’s dog, the act left a bad impression
WE ARE STILL DROOLING OVER BILLIONAIRE DAUGHTER OYIN ADENUGA’S GORGEOUS WEDDING LOOK
Dr Mike Adenuga’s joy on the day of the wedding, July 6, was equally shared by Adefolake Emilia Adenuga ( née Marquis), his first wife and mother of his five eldest children—Oyindamola, Jide, Paddy, Bella and Eniola.
The handsome groom, Adeolu Abayomi, who turned 39 last January, is the son of Late Prince Adewunmi Abayomi and Mrs Olubola Olufunmilayo Samuel-Olufeko
‘Watch Your Back!’ – Nigerian Man Threatens to Harm Davido in London
Nigerian Instagrammer going by the handle @MrChrisOnline has taken to his Instagram to reveal how he and his friends stormed a London venue to harm Davido.
According to the Instagrammer, his friends, numbering over 30, had trouped the venue where the Nigerian singer was having an event, and allegedly, Davido had to be smuggled out of the place to avoid getting hurt.
Now, Mr Chris, who apparently is not afraid of getting tracked down, has issued an open threat, warning the singer.
Here’s what he posted:
Friday, July 14, 2017
Model Sarah Stage shows off incredibly flat stomach at six months pregnant, hits back at critics
DESPITE having a body that most would envy, fitness model Sarah Stage is no stranger to people criticising her physique.
Back in 2015, during her first pregnancy with son James, she posted a pic of herself in her ninth month of pregnancy.
Her super-toned stomach set off a “social media firestorm” with people commenting that her appearance was weird” and that she should “go to a doctor”.
Stop using your physical sense to fight spiritual war- Bovi
Nigerian comedian and actor, Bovi Ugboma has criticized women who hide their pregnancy because they don’t want to be attacked spiritually.
The outspoken
Tonto Dikeh Reveals She’s Now A Proud Born Again Christian
Hot Mother of one Tonto Dikeh reveals she is now a Proud Born Again Christian. She posted a video of her singing along to gospel songs in her car and captioned it
” am proud Born again Christian..
Christianity isn’t a religion to me it’s a way of Living.
Am soaked in Gods Strength, No weapon formed fashioned against me or my son or my workers can/Shall prosper In Jesus Name Amen..
Even when the devil tries he knows
Beyonce twins: Sir Carter and Rumi pictured for first time
Beyonce has shared the first picture of herself with her twins to celebrate them turning one month old.
The US singer also confirmed they are called Sir Carter and Rumi - which had been rumoured after she and husband Jay-Z filed a trademark for the names.
The picture showed the 35-year-old
Thursday, July 13, 2017
Etisalat Nigeria Gets New Name. Now "9Mobile"
Etisalat Nigeria has just greatly accelerated the pace of its effort to stabilize the troubled telecoms company by changing the name brand.
It was exclusively gathered that the new name is 9Mobile. At an executive meeting held in Lagos two hours ago, the name 9Mobile was adopted
It was exclusively gathered that the new name is 9Mobile. At an executive meeting held in Lagos two hours ago, the name 9Mobile was adopted
Man Kidnaps Self, Demands N60m From His Sibling
The police in Lagos have arrested one Ufom Udoh for allegedly staging his kidnap in order to fleece his sibling.
The incident occurred on July 3, at Liverpool, Apapa.
It was gathered that one Victor Udoh, had reported at the police command that his younger brother was kidnapped by unknown persons.
According to the command’s spokesman, Olarinde Famous-Cole, an Assistant Superintendent of Police (ASP), the case was referred
The incident occurred on July 3, at Liverpool, Apapa.
It was gathered that one Victor Udoh, had reported at the police command that his younger brother was kidnapped by unknown persons.
According to the command’s spokesman, Olarinde Famous-Cole, an Assistant Superintendent of Police (ASP), the case was referred
Ghana launches its first satellite into space
Ghana has successfully launched its first satellite into space.
GhanaSat-1, which was developed by students at All Nations University in Koforidua, was sent into orbit from the International Space Station.
Cheers erupted as 400 people, including the engineers, gathered in the southern Ghanaian city to watch live pictures of the launch. The first signal was received shortly afterwards.
It is the culmination
Tanzanian Fan Runs To Hug Rooney During Match
Former Manchester United player, Wayne Rooney was hugged by a pitch-invading Manchester United fan during his second debut for Everton in Tanzania ....The Tanzanian fan clearly didn't want to accept that the 31-year-old was no longer a Manchester United player during a pre-season friendly match today.
The supporter, who
The supporter, who
Fatima Iliasu Graduates With 1st Class From University Of Surrey, UK
Fatima Iliasu, from Kano has graduated with First Class in Civil Engineering from University of Surrey, UK.
Massive respect! Congrats to her!
Massive respect! Congrats to her!
Monday, June 26, 2017
"I Fasted 29 Days With Muslims " - Christian Nigerian Lady Reveals
A Nigerian Christian lady has got herself trending online after claiming she fasted for 29 days just to prove that Christians and Muslims are the same. The lady who was filmed holding a bible and a Muslim prayer beads shared the trending footage yesterday to mark the the Eid al-fitr celebration and the end of the Ramadan fast.
Hotel Employee Steals Laptops 24 Hours After Employment
A 29 year old new employee of a hotel arrested for stealing two Laptops just 24hours after he was employed to work in the hotel The suspect was reported to have visited the hotel in the early hours of Friday 23rd of June in a bid to seek for
Multiple Suicide Bombings Rock University Of Maiduguri
The University of Maiduguri on Sunday night came under a series of attacks as suicide bombers detonated their explosives at different locations including the security office where two lives were reportedly lost.
The Borno Police Public Relations Officer, Victor Isukwu, had, at about 12 midnight, confirmed the incident on a WhatsApp platform managed by his office, but only gave sketchy details of casualties recorded.
“Let’s not speculate
Sauce Kid Sentenced To Two Years In Prison For Stealing $15,000
Nigerian rapper, Sauce Kid a.k.a Sinzu, who relocated to the United States, seems to be in 'hot soup' as he bagged a 2 year jail sentence for stealing $15,388 using stolen credit card numbers in Boise and Meridian.
The rapper who has been said to be Dammy Krane's role model, According to the charge, reportedly stole bank card numbers
The rapper who has been said to be Dammy Krane's role model, According to the charge, reportedly stole bank card numbers
Don Jazzy Drools Over Linda Ikeji's Photo
Mavin's Boss, Don Jazzy, who has always got us all thinking something might between him and celebrity blogger, Linda Ikeji, and even went ahead to pull a stunt after Adesua Etomi and Banky W's engagement announcement went viral, is at again.
Don Jazzy, who reposted a beautiful photo of Linda taken by TY Bello, captioned it, 'When you're fine you're fine abeg'.
Don Jazzy, who reposted a beautiful photo of Linda taken by TY Bello, captioned it, 'When you're fine you're fine abeg'.
Olajumoke Orisaguna Launches Her Reality Show
Breadseller turned star,Olajumoke stepped out for the launch of her reality show today in this intricately designed dress.
Sunday, June 25, 2017
D'banj Pictured With Blac Chyna And Bernice Burgos In Los Angeles
Singer, Dbanj was pictured with American model/entrepreneur, Blac Chyna and Tl's rumored side chick, Bernice Burgos in Los Angeles for his album listening party.
Burn Survivor, Ikendawg Releases Half Nude Photos To Promote Body Positivity
Burn survivor, IkenDawg, has taken to Instagram to share half nude photos to promote body positivity. According to him, he decided to do a Calvin Klein Photo shoot himself and set a platform for people that feels low self-esteem when it
Olukayode Mobolaji Oluwasona Graduates With 5.0 CPGA In Poland
Olukayode Mobolaji Oluwasona, another young Nigerian has again made academic history in far away Poland, graduating with a Cummulative Grade Point Average (CGPA) of 5.0 in Computer Technology from the University of Computer Sciences and Skills, Lodz, Poland, Vanguard reports.
Already leading in first class from his first semester examinations in Babcock University, 20-year old Olukayode Mobolaji Oluwasona, was among the 17 outstanding students of Babcock University that left Nigeria at the beginning of their 200-level programme in 2014
Already leading in first class from his first semester examinations in Babcock University, 20-year old Olukayode Mobolaji Oluwasona, was among the 17 outstanding students of Babcock University that left Nigeria at the beginning of their 200-level programme in 2014
Family House Where Evans’ Wife Lived Before She Got Married
Evans In- laws Cry Out: ‘He charmed our sister’
•The story of their harrowing poverty
By Vincent Ujumadu
AN interaction with Mr. Chukwuemeka Okoye, brother-in-law of the suspected notorious kidnapper, Mr Chidumeme Onwuamadike, a.k.a Evans, in the sleepy village of Awo-Oraifite in Ekwusigo local government area of Anambra State, gave an impression of a family in abject poverty. Chukwuemeka told Sunday Vanguard that his parents had 13 children, saying all of them had to struggle to make ends meet by engaging in menial jobs. It was, therefore, not surprising that Uchenna, Evans’ wife and the last of the 13 children, had to get married very early so as to leave the poor environment.
•The story of their harrowing poverty
By Vincent Ujumadu
AN interaction with Mr. Chukwuemeka Okoye, brother-in-law of the suspected notorious kidnapper, Mr Chidumeme Onwuamadike, a.k.a Evans, in the sleepy village of Awo-Oraifite in Ekwusigo local government area of Anambra State, gave an impression of a family in abject poverty. Chukwuemeka told Sunday Vanguard that his parents had 13 children, saying all of them had to struggle to make ends meet by engaging in menial jobs. It was, therefore, not surprising that Uchenna, Evans’ wife and the last of the 13 children, had to get married very early so as to leave the poor environment.
Governor Umahi Lays Foundation For 5,000 Houses For Less Privileged
Gov. Umahi in collaboration with the Africa Nations Development Programme yesterday laid the foundation for the construction of 5,000 housing units for the less privileged people at Umuobuna, Etiti Uburu, Ohaozara LGA, Ebonyi State..
The two-bedroom 5,000 housing unit will have facilities such as, schools, police stations, market and hospital.
The two-bedroom 5,000 housing unit will have facilities such as, schools, police stations, market and hospital.
D'banj Shades Don Jazzy In New Tweet.
Boss of db records and "it is not a lie" star Dbanj Shades his former label partner Don-jazzy saying he (Jazzy) still begs Dbanj in his heart.
He replied a tweeter user saying
Are you also on a Payroll? Even @Donjazzy knows in his heart he is begging me.. You madt bruh? Lol.. jazzy come carry ur people o
He replied a tweeter user saying
Are you also on a Payroll? Even @Donjazzy knows in his heart he is begging me.. You madt bruh? Lol.. jazzy come carry ur people o
Juliet Ibrahim flaunt Her New Hair Style In New Photos
Nollywood Actress Juliet Ibrahim have decided to cut hair.She looking gorgeous in new hair cut style
E-money Rock With Kcee In His Millions Worth Luxury Truck
Kcee and Emoney chilling out in their luxury truck..video below
Check Out The Inscription On The T Shirts Of This Father And Son
The inscription on the T Shirts of this father and son is quite funny, but very brilliant. The photo is trending at the moment on net… Nice!
Sunday, October 9, 2016
Househelp Shows How Life Has Changed After Landing Oyinbo Hubby
Apart from cooking for her and taking her for vacations, the aged Oyinbo
sugar daddy surprised her with an I-Phone 7 and other pricey gifts
during her birthday.
This is what she posted recounting how life has changed after landing a German lover..
“This was My Morning Full of Surprise. Woke up as Usual To Go in Bath Tab for as usual half an Hour before i take My breakfast.
This is what she posted recounting how life has changed after landing a German lover..
“This was My Morning Full of Surprise. Woke up as Usual To Go in Bath Tab for as usual half an Hour before i take My breakfast.
Helen Paul And Chinedu Ikedieze (aki) Get Cozy In Cute Selfies
Nollywood star, Chinedu Ikedieze popularly known as Aki and comedienne Helen Paul are currently in the city of Port Harcourt for an event as a campaign for GoTV. The duo got cozy as they shared cute selfies from the event together...
See photos below ...
See photos below ...
THE BAN ON IMPORTED RICE IS STILL IN EFFECT
Below is a press release from the Nigerian customs service stating that
the ban on imported rice is still very much in effect, contrary to
reports that surfaced yesterday that the ban had been removed.
RICE IMPORTS REMAIN BANNED THROUGH THE LAND BORDERS
Our attention has been drawn to publications on various online platforms indicating that the Nigeria Customs Service has reversed the ban on Rice importation through the land borders. These reports were attributed to a press interview purportedly granted by the Service Public Relations Officer, Deputy-Comptroller Wale Adeniyi.
RICE IMPORTS REMAIN BANNED THROUGH THE LAND BORDERS
Our attention has been drawn to publications on various online platforms indicating that the Nigeria Customs Service has reversed the ban on Rice importation through the land borders. These reports were attributed to a press interview purportedly granted by the Service Public Relations Officer, Deputy-Comptroller Wale Adeniyi.
LAGOS BIG BOY
Ismaila is the owner of Mompha Bureau De Change, Lagos Island Nigeria. Here's a photo of him sitting in his luxurious N3 million Naira Emirates First Class Private Suite yesterday.
Describing the moment, Ismaila said:
Enroute to lagos #EmiratesFirstClassPrivateSuite, 3million naira Seat Buhari Rate. Wish i could take the seat home.
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