The Apple Watch: Half Computer, Half Jewelry, Mostly Magical
We, the people, have made it clear that we don't want smartwatches. They, the watches, have been available for over a year, courtesy of titans like Google, Samsung, and LG. But so far, the only wrists bearing them belong to former members of high ...
April 8, 2015
The Apple Watch: half computer, half jewellery , mostly magical
When it wants your attention — an alarm, an incoming text or call — it actually taps you on the wrist. And if some call or alert starts ringing at an inopportune moment, you can shut the watch by pressing your palm against its screen, as though ...
April 8, 2015
The 101 Best Kanye West-Produced Songs That Don't Feature Kanye
The yelping Bloodstone lift does most of the work for both rapper and producer on this Trap Muzik deep cut, allowing T.I. to be his quintessentially casual self for contrast, quietly pleading for empathy as he plys his trade. Never hugely .. The ...
March 31, 2015
Living With Ghosts: My Time At the Butler Goodrich House
I also employed a few old-fashioned tricks no longer in fashion (including some picked up from former MCLA professor and parapsychologist Ali Allmaker), things like laying very simple machines — old windable alarm clocks, piles of coins, and a ...
March 30, 2015
NHL Insider: Kadri stars in latest Maple Leafs drama
Things were way too quiet in Toronto for way too long. No jerseys had Benched for one game for being late to a meeting (Kadri forgot last Sunday to “spring forward” his clock), Kadri was forced to sit two more games after Shanahan surprised Toronto ...
March 14, 2015
Embraer's quiet, dark cockpit philosophy, honed through several generations of airliner development, is readily apparent and it works. With lights out, aural alarms silenced and knobs at 12 o'clock, all systems are go for the applicable phase of flight ...
March 13, 2015
Jim Boeheim's rationalizing just seems to dig a deeper hole for Syracuse
And Mikey speak at 6 o'clock you bring some box will cupcake sets down on the desk. Just torture. And that's a cake as you know All look let me just yet because you seem to wanna be selective with the facts here wearing no getting Garnett Allen let ...
March 19, 2015
I love reading about other people's daily lives, and I know someday I'll forget all this day-to-day stuff, and I'll love to remember what life was like when our kids were little. So here's a peek into what a normal day looks like around here:. 3:05 - The alarm goes off for the first time. We set it a little early so we can doze for a couple more minutes before getting up. 3:15 - The alarm goes off again, so we get up. We do a quick 10-minute exercise routine first thing. I know there are plenty of workout dvds or online videos out there, but this site focuses on diastasis, which I have, so this works well for me - and Seth likes it, too. I usually put away some clean dishes and start washing the ones in the sink as well (our dishwasher has been out of commission for the last 6 months or so, but I've discovered I don't really mind hand washing anymore. I just wash enough to load up my drying rack, which only takes 5-10 minutes, then I come back later and do more as needed. Occasionally (maybe once a week), if I'm really tired, I'll go back to bed, but I've found that I often don't sleep well and my whole day seems off if I do, so I usually stay up. If it's a shower day (I usually take one every other day) I do that... If I have sewing to do, this is when I do it. I stop sewing at 6, since after that time it can wake the kids up. If I don't have sewing to do, I'll often use this time to fold laundry or do other quiet projects.
John and I are racing down Lincoln Plantation Road at speeds well above those prescribed. We careen over bumps and gullies faster and faster, fearlessly swerving to pass each other. John, pulling ahead, throws me a wicked smile. Cape of invincibility flapping, I diverge onto the path less traveled and pull the throttle. I hear the three of them growling away up the straighter corridor. I will have to navigate two glacial rock outcroppings and a low lying bog to beat them but if all goes well I will emerge at Torpedo Junction with their stunned faces staring at my rear-end. ” Thirty seconds later I am upside down, pinned between my three-wheeler and a horizontal tree. I flash from how angry Grandfather will be to what consequence will befall me. “Fifteen miles an hour, there is no reason for you to go any faster” his stern voice sounds in my head. “You may ride, with fear and trembling” he said to me and the boys as we headed to the garage with the keys. I am trembling now and quite filled with fear. I hear their distant roar and know I must find a way to extricate myself before they circle back to the road. Her happy face radiates innocence but there is mischief in her dancing eyes.
Detective Carl Harris opened his eyes and the blurry figures on his bedside alarm-clock swam into focus. He turned over and looked across the empty bed to the open window. Carl knew quite a few of the other detectives lived in apartments or houses with central-air, and sometimes he wondered how they managed it on a cop’s salary, but he didn’t like to dwell on that too much. Drenched in sweat Carl kicked off the thin bed sheet and padded naked out into the living-room, heading for the kitchen and the cold orange juice he knew was sequestered inside the refrigerator. “I guess my password isn’t as secure as I thought it was,” he remarked, opening the refrigerator and draining the last of a carton of orange juice. “No, it’s as secure as it can be,” she advised him, “It’s just that it didn’t stand much of a chance keeping my laptop out. Carl almost put the empty carton back into the fridge, shook his head to try to wake himself up, and tossed it into the trashcan before making his way into the living-room. The shadows that fell across Callie’s naked body from the reflected glow of the laptop were highly erotic, and Carl could feel himself starting to stir. He’d been correct about the treasures that lay beneath that smart business suit, and Carl had spent most of the night exploring Callie’s wonderful body.