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It would be difficult, but can James White do it?
http://nesn.com/2017/10/could-james-white-repeat-stellar-super-bowl-performance-vs-falcons/
http://nesn.com/2017/10/could-james-white-repeat-stellar-super-bowl-performance-vs-falcons/
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Create a DIY Droid, a Cloud City scoundrel, or a rebellious princess for your tiny trick-or-treaters this Halloween.
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Trump has a desperate need which repeatedly compels him to invent an alternate reality he can inhabit, on an imaginary pedestal constructed of lies.
It's a need arising from deep insecurity, compelling stupid, deceitful statements, like his recent claims that former presidents didn't call the families of fallen servicemen.
No man who lives inside a web of such deceit deserves to be called a president. He's more like a venomous spider, waiting for the next inconvenient truth he can call "fake news"...
From the article linked below:
THE families of slain US soldiers have lashed out at Donald Trump, branding him a “fat f**king liar”, after he falsely said past presidents had never called them.
“When my brother was killed (in Iraq War), Pres Bush listened while I screamed at him & then held me as I sobbed, you fat f**king liar,” Delilia O’Malley tweeted at President Trump.
Her fury was echoed by Gold Star families and the staffers of former presidents, who accused President Trump of blatantly lying.
The Republican leader said in a news conference on Monday he had written letters to the families of four soldiers killed in an October 4 ambush in Niger and planned to call them, crediting himself with taking extra steps in honouring the dead properly.
“Most of them didn’t make calls,” he said of his predecessors. He said it’s possible that President Barack Obama “did sometimes” but “other presidents did not call.”
http://www.news.com.au/world/north-america/families-of-fallen-soldiers-blast-donald-trump-for-saying-past-presidents-never-called-them/news-story/e475f2fe192604dd6506c45ab396a7bd
It's a need arising from deep insecurity, compelling stupid, deceitful statements, like his recent claims that former presidents didn't call the families of fallen servicemen.
No man who lives inside a web of such deceit deserves to be called a president. He's more like a venomous spider, waiting for the next inconvenient truth he can call "fake news"...
From the article linked below:
THE families of slain US soldiers have lashed out at Donald Trump, branding him a “fat f**king liar”, after he falsely said past presidents had never called them.
“When my brother was killed (in Iraq War), Pres Bush listened while I screamed at him & then held me as I sobbed, you fat f**king liar,” Delilia O’Malley tweeted at President Trump.
Her fury was echoed by Gold Star families and the staffers of former presidents, who accused President Trump of blatantly lying.
The Republican leader said in a news conference on Monday he had written letters to the families of four soldiers killed in an October 4 ambush in Niger and planned to call them, crediting himself with taking extra steps in honouring the dead properly.
“Most of them didn’t make calls,” he said of his predecessors. He said it’s possible that President Barack Obama “did sometimes” but “other presidents did not call.”
http://www.news.com.au/world/north-america/families-of-fallen-soldiers-blast-donald-trump-for-saying-past-presidents-never-called-them/news-story/e475f2fe192604dd6506c45ab396a7bd
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It looks like the brand new Pixel 2 has a built-in automatic dark theme. Check out how to trigger it and what exactly it themes. #News #Google #GooglePixel
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Incorporating these ten super star foods into your diet can help boost your energy levels, keep you satiated longer and make for a more enjoyable (and lasting) weight loss results.
http://www.thehealthypage.com/10-healthy-foods-that-boost-energy-and-weight-loss/
http://www.thehealthypage.com/10-healthy-foods-that-boost-energy-and-weight-loss/
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Get to know our sassy & spicy @HTC_Angelina!🌶🔥
Watch video: bit.ly/2kXs1ff
#Sports #NFL #Cheerleaders
(Credit: Houston Texans Cheerleaders)
Watch video: bit.ly/2kXs1ff
#Sports #NFL #Cheerleaders
(Credit: Houston Texans Cheerleaders)
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Death by a thousand cuts? Not for small populations - We've all heard Darwin's theory described as favoring the fittest, but new research from Michigan State University shows that, at least in small populations, it's O.K. to not be the best.
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'Thistle Never Do' by Leslie Montgomery
https://leslie-montgomery.pixels.com/featured/thistle-never-do-leslie-montgomery.html
OK OK I get it. Silly pun of a title! I couldn't help myself though.
This is just proof that I can be as fickle as the next girl. Put this thistle in my garden and I will throw a tantrum but put it in a field full of other thistles and I am in love. Don't even get me started on dandelions!
https://leslie-montgomery.pixels.com/featured/thistle-never-do-leslie-montgomery.html
OK OK I get it. Silly pun of a title! I couldn't help myself though.
This is just proof that I can be as fickle as the next girl. Put this thistle in my garden and I will throw a tantrum but put it in a field full of other thistles and I am in love. Don't even get me started on dandelions!
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Google has expanded voice control capabilities of Home devices by adding support for YouTube TV. #News #GoogleHome #youtubetv
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The WWE had its ups and downs, but it remains popular year after year. Get your WWE fix with the best WWE apps and WWE games for Android! #AppsGames #Androidapps #AndroidGames
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Researchers release the brakes on the immune system - Many tumors possess mechanisms to avoid destruction by the immune system. For instance, they misuse the natural "brakes" in the immune defense mechanism that normally prevent an excessive immune response. Researchers at the University of Bonn have now been able to remove one of these brakes. The study, which involved colleagues from Hamburg and Würzburg, could pave the way for more effective cancer therapies. It is published in the journ...
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Checkout these awesome #Linux games on Humble Bundle https://www.humblebundle.com/down-under-bundle?partner=itsfoss
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Special #MeetFirebase Segments for #FirebaseSummit!
Sign up for live stream updates here → goo.gl/it8AGc
Now we talk to Doug Stevenson, Developer Advocate extraordinaire, about his thoughts on visiting Amsterdam for the first time, his upcoming talk at #FirebaseSummit and Halloween!
Sign up for live stream updates here → goo.gl/it8AGc
Now we talk to Doug Stevenson, Developer Advocate extraordinaire, about his thoughts on visiting Amsterdam for the first time, his upcoming talk at #FirebaseSummit and Halloween!
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Who impressed most? 🤔
Real Madrid C.F. or Tottenham Hotspur?
Cristiano Ronaldo or Harry Kane?
View more photos: bit.ly/2kVj4TG
#Sports #LaLiga #CristianoRonaldo
(Credit: UEFA Champions League)
Real Madrid C.F. or Tottenham Hotspur?
Cristiano Ronaldo or Harry Kane?
View more photos: bit.ly/2kVj4TG
#Sports #LaLiga #CristianoRonaldo
(Credit: UEFA Champions League)
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#NASCAR Video emerges from tire testing at #Charlotte road course https://www.motorsport.com/nascar-cup/news/video-nascar-tire-test-charlotte-roval-966793/ via @Motorsport_Oz
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In a world in which meta-humans are more populous, where magic hid itself after humanity tried to kill it off, there are still communities that live on, using the old language, growing in urban centers, where most people are simply overlooked. In this world, resides a small, basic neighborhood known as Hell's Kitchen, within the city of New York. There the nights are still and silent...or so it seems. A lot of them are this time in age. There is fear in Hell's Kitchen. The devil can feel it flowing through the veins of those who walk the streets, the good and the bad. He heard it inhale and exhale in the midst of the cold nights. Yet he is unbound by these fears. The city unrolls like a carpet in front of him, above him, behind, below, to either side of him and he can feel its heart racing. He wishes he could say he was here for the view, but even that's too much of a lie, even for him to stomach. He loves the city, loves it deep down to the bones. He is unseeing, and yet, always watching...
"People often call me "fearless." I'd be lying if I said I really minded the title, but I'd also be lying if I admitted any truth to it at all. Everyone is afraid of something. Ask any of my friends, they'll tell you I'm a God-fearing man. While that's true, there are other, mortal things I am afraid of. I don't fear death--that should be a given. If death scared me at all, I wouldn't do what I do. Every night, I tread past death's door, the possibility of not coming home tomorrow is always clear in the back of my head. I'm not afraid of pain, defeat, or most things the everyman may hesitate when faced with...but I have my insecurities. My moments of doubt or hopelessness. I'm human. I still bleed. Sometimes, I simply ignore my fears; sometimes I go on and confront them. Whatever the trick may be in any given case, I can never allow myself give into them. I'm not as fearless as the press gives me credit for, but I do my damnedest not to show it. Fear, after all, does not eclipse courage. Courage comes from rising above your fears."
He listens to the city around him. While it would be considerably quiet to any regular person, the basic sounds of the city are uproarious to the devil's amplified hearing. If he didn't know how utilize his senses properly, every little sound would be deafening to his ears.
"I guess you could say I was a bit of a bookworm as a kid. My father wanted me to be successful in life. He didn't want me to end up like him. An "uneducated pug" he'd say to describe himself. Due to this, it also meant I wasn't allowed to go outside with the other kids. I was bullied in school. The other kids would call me "Daredevil" because of how cautious and shy I was. Until the one time I wasn't. I was walking home from school one day when I noticed an old, blind man crossing the street. At the same time, the driver of a cargo truck carrying toxic waste through New York City traffic wasn't paying attention to the road. I ran towards the man and shouted after him. Deaf too, apparently. So I bolted towards him, jet-fuled by years of pent up fighting spirit. The trucks tires screeched and stopped at a skid, although I was still hit by the truck head on. Barrels of the waste flew out of the back and spilt all over the road. The last thing I ever saw was a glimpse of the sky and the glow of radiation. I was blinded instantly. Later there would be...compensations. The chemical isotope rewired my remaining senses over time--amplified them to superhuman performance."
"At a young age, my Mother abandoned my Father and I. I don't have much memory of her...but my father? My father, Battlin' Jack Murdock, was a prize fighter who was forced into doing some pretty bad stuff for some pretty bad men. He was a worn, small time boxer, who when told to, refused to take a dive during his last boxing match because he wanted his blind son to hear the crowd cheering his name. Later that night, he was shot by a couple of gang members. The man that pulled the trigger was a man named Slade. Didn't have too much information on him. The man who gave the order was Roscoe Sweeney, who called himself "The Fixer."
"My world had become a much darker place when my father was taken from me in a cruel twist of fate. I had to mourn the wrongful loss of my father whilst trying to find light in the darkness. Eventually an old man named "Stick" would find me in the orphanage. He taught me how to control and hone my senses. He taught me how to fight. He showed me everything I was capable of. I hated him, but he taught me well. After he abandoned me, I began my hunt for the Fixer in search of justice and answers. I located him and his followers, including Slade, and pursued them in a chase through a subway station after chasing them away from their headquarters. Before I could get Sweeney to confess, he died of a heart attack. I'd say he got lucky. Slade would deal with life in prison. Once I got a little taste of crime fighting, I decided to put my abilities to good use."
The devil rests nimbly on a gargoyle, where he stalks his prey and tunes his ears into the city. The citizens of Hell's Kitchen see the dark silhouette of a man in the crescent moonlight, save for the two horns protruding from the mask he dons. He listens to the city in case its people call for help. He puts his own life on the line to defend those who can't defend themselves. A man like this does more in a single evening than one true, fashionable hero does in a week.
"This is Hell's Kitchen. It raised me, practically. This city let me breathe its air. Sure, I've lost things in its streets...my father, my eyes, and occasionally...my religion. I'm not sure which hurts me the most anymore, but I've gained things too. "Super friends"...a different kind of family. My lawfirm. When I put on the mask, when I hide my eyes, the ones I forgive this city for taking, that's when the devil comes out. That's when I feel I've lost whatever moral religion I have left. I constantly remind myself that where ever I walk, I walk with my father's composed and fearless demons, because my father had devils of his own, sure enough. He brought the demons with him into the ring and they backed him through every punch, through every win, every loss, and his ghosts were always there watching...waiting...cheering."
A dark and dirty city bleeds and a hero is born in the oozing wound...
"My name is Matthew Murdock, but Hell's Kitchen knows me by another name..."
"People often call me "fearless." I'd be lying if I said I really minded the title, but I'd also be lying if I admitted any truth to it at all. Everyone is afraid of something. Ask any of my friends, they'll tell you I'm a God-fearing man. While that's true, there are other, mortal things I am afraid of. I don't fear death--that should be a given. If death scared me at all, I wouldn't do what I do. Every night, I tread past death's door, the possibility of not coming home tomorrow is always clear in the back of my head. I'm not afraid of pain, defeat, or most things the everyman may hesitate when faced with...but I have my insecurities. My moments of doubt or hopelessness. I'm human. I still bleed. Sometimes, I simply ignore my fears; sometimes I go on and confront them. Whatever the trick may be in any given case, I can never allow myself give into them. I'm not as fearless as the press gives me credit for, but I do my damnedest not to show it. Fear, after all, does not eclipse courage. Courage comes from rising above your fears."
He listens to the city around him. While it would be considerably quiet to any regular person, the basic sounds of the city are uproarious to the devil's amplified hearing. If he didn't know how utilize his senses properly, every little sound would be deafening to his ears.
"I guess you could say I was a bit of a bookworm as a kid. My father wanted me to be successful in life. He didn't want me to end up like him. An "uneducated pug" he'd say to describe himself. Due to this, it also meant I wasn't allowed to go outside with the other kids. I was bullied in school. The other kids would call me "Daredevil" because of how cautious and shy I was. Until the one time I wasn't. I was walking home from school one day when I noticed an old, blind man crossing the street. At the same time, the driver of a cargo truck carrying toxic waste through New York City traffic wasn't paying attention to the road. I ran towards the man and shouted after him. Deaf too, apparently. So I bolted towards him, jet-fuled by years of pent up fighting spirit. The trucks tires screeched and stopped at a skid, although I was still hit by the truck head on. Barrels of the waste flew out of the back and spilt all over the road. The last thing I ever saw was a glimpse of the sky and the glow of radiation. I was blinded instantly. Later there would be...compensations. The chemical isotope rewired my remaining senses over time--amplified them to superhuman performance."
"At a young age, my Mother abandoned my Father and I. I don't have much memory of her...but my father? My father, Battlin' Jack Murdock, was a prize fighter who was forced into doing some pretty bad stuff for some pretty bad men. He was a worn, small time boxer, who when told to, refused to take a dive during his last boxing match because he wanted his blind son to hear the crowd cheering his name. Later that night, he was shot by a couple of gang members. The man that pulled the trigger was a man named Slade. Didn't have too much information on him. The man who gave the order was Roscoe Sweeney, who called himself "The Fixer."
"My world had become a much darker place when my father was taken from me in a cruel twist of fate. I had to mourn the wrongful loss of my father whilst trying to find light in the darkness. Eventually an old man named "Stick" would find me in the orphanage. He taught me how to control and hone my senses. He taught me how to fight. He showed me everything I was capable of. I hated him, but he taught me well. After he abandoned me, I began my hunt for the Fixer in search of justice and answers. I located him and his followers, including Slade, and pursued them in a chase through a subway station after chasing them away from their headquarters. Before I could get Sweeney to confess, he died of a heart attack. I'd say he got lucky. Slade would deal with life in prison. Once I got a little taste of crime fighting, I decided to put my abilities to good use."
The devil rests nimbly on a gargoyle, where he stalks his prey and tunes his ears into the city. The citizens of Hell's Kitchen see the dark silhouette of a man in the crescent moonlight, save for the two horns protruding from the mask he dons. He listens to the city in case its people call for help. He puts his own life on the line to defend those who can't defend themselves. A man like this does more in a single evening than one true, fashionable hero does in a week.
"This is Hell's Kitchen. It raised me, practically. This city let me breathe its air. Sure, I've lost things in its streets...my father, my eyes, and occasionally...my religion. I'm not sure which hurts me the most anymore, but I've gained things too. "Super friends"...a different kind of family. My lawfirm. When I put on the mask, when I hide my eyes, the ones I forgive this city for taking, that's when the devil comes out. That's when I feel I've lost whatever moral religion I have left. I constantly remind myself that where ever I walk, I walk with my father's composed and fearless demons, because my father had devils of his own, sure enough. He brought the demons with him into the ring and they backed him through every punch, through every win, every loss, and his ghosts were always there watching...waiting...cheering."
A dark and dirty city bleeds and a hero is born in the oozing wound...
"My name is Matthew Murdock, but Hell's Kitchen knows me by another name..."
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https://247sports.com/nfl/philadelphia-eagles/Bolt/LeGarrette-Blount-isnt-buying-into-the-hype-of-Eagles-5-1-start-109090016
via http://cbssportsapp.com
via http://cbssportsapp.com
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More efficient separation of methane and CO2 - To make natural gas and biogas suitable for use, the methane has to be separated from the CO2. This involves the use of membranes, filters that stop the methane and allow the CO2 to pass through. Researchers at KU Leuven (University of Leuven), Belgium, have developed a new membrane that makes the separation process much more effective.
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Polar Lights at Saturn Bid Cassini Farewell
On Sept. 14, 2017, one day before making its final plunge into Saturn's atmosphere, NASA's Cassini spacecraft used its Ultraviolet Imaging Spectrograph, or UVIS, instrument to capture this final view of ultraviolet auroral emissions in the planet's north polar region.
The view is centered on the north pole of Saturn, with lines of latitude visible for 80, 70 and 60 degrees. Lines of longitude are spaced 40 degrees apart. The planet's day side is at bottom, while the night side is at top. A sequence of images from this observation has also been assembled into a movie sequence. The last image in the movie was taken about an hour before the still image, which was the actual final UVIS auroral image.
Read more at>>
https://www.jpl.nasa.gov/spaceimages/details.php?id=PIA21899
#science #astronomy #astrophysics #sciencevideos #saturn #cassini
On Sept. 14, 2017, one day before making its final plunge into Saturn's atmosphere, NASA's Cassini spacecraft used its Ultraviolet Imaging Spectrograph, or UVIS, instrument to capture this final view of ultraviolet auroral emissions in the planet's north polar region.
The view is centered on the north pole of Saturn, with lines of latitude visible for 80, 70 and 60 degrees. Lines of longitude are spaced 40 degrees apart. The planet's day side is at bottom, while the night side is at top. A sequence of images from this observation has also been assembled into a movie sequence. The last image in the movie was taken about an hour before the still image, which was the actual final UVIS auroral image.
Read more at>>
https://www.jpl.nasa.gov/spaceimages/details.php?id=PIA21899
#science #astronomy #astrophysics #sciencevideos #saturn #cassini
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Eagles safety @MalcolmJenkins at center of NFL owners, players meeting over protests during anthem: http://on.nbc10.com/GbCg1i0
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Data: Input/Output
From a certain perspective the eyes are the input channel (i.e. data) that allows the brain to receive information and then create output (i.e. action). This is a fascinating extension of the concept - https://goo.gl/LY76uV, whereby the input data affects language. #awesome #mindblown
From a certain perspective the eyes are the input channel (i.e. data) that allows the brain to receive information and then create output (i.e. action). This is a fascinating extension of the concept - https://goo.gl/LY76uV, whereby the input data affects language. #awesome #mindblown
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#NASCAR Carl Edwards to receive sportsmanship award for "pure class" https://www.motorsport.com/nascar-cup/news/nascar-carl-edwards-sportsmanship-award-966778/ via @Motorsport_Oz
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