Rune

Please do not read this article unless you have a sense of humor. The article is rather silly in comparison and I'm not posting it to hurt anyone nor to stir up trouble. I just thought it was kind of a silly way to waste money on a study.. not to mention it's a classic sign of sterotyping in the works. Especially since the study included such a small group of poets and writers researched to make the claim.

They made these claims based on approx 2000 famous writers out of the millions that exist. Makes me wonder if CNN is hurting for news articles.

Poets die younger than writers, study finds

Edit: Forgot how to make a link, lol.

I would like one as well if you would be willing to share. ^^

SELain was my first anime and remains at large one of my favorites. While I'm not a review writer, I can say that I liked it and at the end.. I understood it. Ask me to explain it though, and you’re asking for too much. ^^;

Orlan, You rock. ^^

They seem to provide a large array of services, and their TOS policies look fairly easy for the Pen to get along with, though I'm unsure about your other sites.

There should be no concern for my sites. Only the pen is in question. It should be kept seperately since they are not related.

I did not know this thread exisited. Yui, I apologize, I somehow missed your PM.

I guess God has a way of telling me things and I didnt realize it.

The new host needs to be on a unix platform so that scripts can be utilized to import such a large dbase. If it uses a windows platform, it is next to impossible to import unless the host allows you to set the read/write permissions on the server. Most do not it seems. If someone is more server competant that I am then they might have better luck with the import process on a windows platform, but my knowledge is almost purely unix based. Also it needs to include mysql and php support to run the board. If someone is familiar with sql and php I can export the dbase and provide a backup at that time for an import or I can help import it to the new host.

These are the traffic reports for my entire site : http://www.clock-works.net/priv_stats/

I have a few other sites so the pen’s usage isn’t all of it..but I would plan as though it was to give yourself leeway. If you happen to choose a bandwidth restricted host, it will be important to know. They shut down the site if you go over the limit or charge you extra.

Also, for those of you who were notified of the possiblity of the host going down prematurely that has been resolved. I have found a way around the hosting issues and the site will remain active for as long as you need to make the arrangements to move it.

If anyone needs me, email taice@earthlink.net. Its the easiest way to get in touch with me.

FFX2 is a different game. Thats the continuation of Yuna's adventure. XI is an online game and I play it on the PC. The playstation version is not out just yet.

Anyone else playing?

<-- Die hard Final Fantasy fan.

If anyone else has the game and happens to be on Ragnarok lemme know. I really love this game. Cutscenes in an MMORPG @__@ Its amazing. Its got it's flaws, as all games do, but its so nice to have that gut wretching nervousness that tears at your heart when a train passes by or you have to travel across a dangerous area. EQ lost that after awhile, as I am sure FF will as I get used to it, but in the meantime its such a blast.

My little black mage

Summoners can summon just like in the other FF games. Think he is the neatest Ive seen, although the others are impressive.

Feel free to browse: http://www.clock-works.net/FFXI/Others

Tree people. Really simple technical wise in photoshop. Just standard manipulation. Only 3 layers. Figured I would post it because it almost has a halloween feel to it.

Happy Halloween everyone.

Well done and Congrats!

wooo welcome back! Glad to see you found your way

Welcome back!

Congratulations!! *hugs*

I tried it print it and it was like 42 page @__@

Rune glanced at herself in the mirror in her room. Her black hair was wound tightly into small nubbins behind each of her horns. She tried awkwardly to tie a set of baby blue ribbons to each one, but being so small it was hard. She stood on her tiptoes to add reach to her arms which logically made no sense, but to her it sure helped. “How’s it look?” she asked, going through the familiar dressing routine. And as always when no response came she assured herself it was grand, because otherwise someone would have said something. Her dress was also blue, but more of a midnight shade. The fabric had been enchanted so that it resembled stars twinkling in the night sky, with an occasional falling star landing on the ground creating a small plinking sound before it extinguished itself. She had on one shoe; having lost the other somewhere and the once elegant knee high socks sagged around her ankles. She stopped every few minutes to bend over and pull them up in typical tom boy fashion revealing a frilly set of knickers.

It was getting late and the ball had already begun so she quickly headed down the stairs. She moved as fast as possible, but remembering the safety lesson Peredhil had given her last week when she got caught spreading jam on the floor to make a slip and slide, she slowed down and tried to be careful. Awkwardly, she held tight to the handrail that for some reason always seemed several inches out of her reach and had to twist her body slightly so that one leg made the decent first followed by her rump and finally the rest of her body. On each step she twisted back around to see where she was going before turning once again and putting all faith in letting her rump lead the way. Her rump, on the other hand, seemed reluctant to lead having always followed in the past.

At the bottom of the stairs she made a mad dash for the kitchen for some pre-ball snacks where she hastily flung open the cabinet. The cabinet’s hinges, being rather old and previously sold to the pen by Wyvern for a “good deal”, had given way many years earlier and as a result the door swung around to hit it’s pair on the other side causing a loud bang followed by a cracking sound.

“Oops!” She gasped, and covered her mouth with her tiny hands.

“What’s going on in there?” came a familiar voice from around the corner. It was one of the Pen’s caretakers who had returned to the kitchen to get some supplies for the caterer.

“Rune, if that’s you and your trying to get into that sugar again..” The voice trailed off and was replaced with approaching footsteps.

Scooping a handful of sugar from the giant bag stored inside the cabinet she sucked on her fingers as she hotfooted it from the room. This time her rump seemed to push her forward as though it feared the spanking more than she did.

She entered the ballroom from the kitchen area to the most fantastic collection of knees she had ever seen. There were so many and so beautifully adorned by skirts and slacks (and in some cases bare or towel-clad.) She walked around quite pleased as she gazed at the wonderful sea of knees.

Spotting Ayshela nearby she beamed and rushed over to say hello.

“Excuse me, Misses Ayshela” she said, tugging on Ayshela’s dress carefully to get her attention. Ayshela beamed a smile at the tiny demon and stooped to greet her face to face. Rune grinned and rocked back and forth on her heals with her hands behind her back. She looked sheepish.

“Thank you for inviting me!” she squeaked. “I have a present for you.”

She reached behind her back and pulled out a small box and presented it to her. Ayshela opened it carefully.

“I tried to make a card” Rune said shyly. “But I don’t write too good, and I only had a purple crayon. That’s why the heart is purple. I used the red one all up.” She rambled on, remembering the graffiti incident. The card itself seemed to tremble slightly in Ayshela’s hand.

“Thank you Rune” the hostess responded. “It’s beautiful”

“Oh and look” the child drew a semi circle in the air that resembled a letter and then touched the card. It burst into a million tiny glowing balls of translucent light that encircled Ayshela and then moved clockwise rapidly before fading. Most of the room turned to watch the beautiful display of lights that illuminated the already gorgeous Ayshela before disappearing. The hostess smiled and grinned at Rune. “Thank you again, I hope you enjoy the party!” she remarked before disappearing into the crowd.

we can still join right?

The pen is a nice place.

Welcome! Hope you enjoy your stay.

yay! Well done!

Everyone drives fast.

It was an honest mistake in my opinion and considering how he is acting towards it, it is very obvious he cared about his best friend. I dont think anything could compare to the mental prision he will probably put himself into for the rest of his life.

Here is a CNN news article. I wanted to find one with less talk about the charges but unfortunatly there arnt many available.

http://www.cnn.com/2003/SPORT/10/07/hockey...y.ap/index.html

HOW TO GIVE A CAT A PILL:

1. Pick up cat and cradle it in the crook of your left arm as if holding a

baby. Position right forefinger and thumb on either side of cat's mouth

and gently apply pressure to cheeks while holding pill in right hand. As

cat opens mouth, pop pill into mouth. Allow cat to close mouth and

swallow.

2. Retrieve pill from floor and cat from behind sofa. Cradle cat in left

arm and repeat process.

3. Retrieve cat from bedroom, and throw soggy pill away.

4. Take new pill from foil wrap, cradle cat in left arm, holding rear paws

tightly with left hand. Force jaws open and push pill to back of mouth

with right forefinger. Hold mouth shut for a count of ten.

5. Retrieve pill from goldfish bowl and cat from top of wardrobe. Call

spouse from garden.

6. Kneel on floor with cat wedged firmly between knees, hold front and

rear paws. Ignore low growls emitted by cat. Get spouse to hold head

firmly with one hand while forcing wooden ruler into mouth. Drop pill

down ruler and rub cat's throat vigorously.

7. Retrieve cat from curtain rail, get another pill from foil wrap. Make

note to buy new ruler and repair curtains. Carefully sweep shattered

figurines and vases from hearth and set to one side for gluing later.

8. Wrap cat in large towel and get spouse to lie on cat with head just

visible from below armpit. Put pill in end of drinking straw, force mouth

open with pencil and blow down drinking straw.

9. Check label to make sure pill not harmful to humans, drink 1 beer to

take taste away. Apply Band-Aid to spouse's forearm and remove blood

from carpet with cold water and soap.

10. Retrieve cat from neighbor's shed. Get another pill. Open another

beer. Place cat in cupboard, and close door onto neck, to leave head

showing. Force mouth open with dessert spoon. Flick pill down throat

with elastic band.

11. Fetch screwdriver from garage and put cupboard door back on

hinges. Drink beer. Fetch bottle of scotch. Pour shot, drink. Apply cold

compress to cheek and check records for date of last tetanus shot.

Apply whiskey compress to cheek to disinfect. Toss back another shot.

Throw Tee shirt away and fetch new one from bedroom.

12. Call fire department to retrieve the darn cat from across the road.

Apologize to neighbor who crashed into fence while swerving to avoid

cat. Take last pill from foil wrap.

13. Tie the little bastard's front paws to rear paws with garden twine

and bind tightly to leg of dining table. Find heavy duty pruning gloves

from shed. Push pill into mouth followed by large piece of filet steak. Be

rough about it. Hold head vertically and pour 2 pints of water down

throat to wash pill down.

14. Consume remainder of scotch. Get spouse to drive you to the

emergency room, sit quietly while doctor stitches fingers and forearm

and removes pill remnants from right eye. Call furniture shop on way

home to order new table.

15. Arrange for SPCA to collect mutant cat from hell and call local pet

shop to see if they have any hamsters.

HOW TO GIVE A DOG A PILL:

1. Wrap it in cheese.

Happy Birthday

Living in Atlanta, this story hits quite close to home..both literally and in emotional ways. Its sad that a person as good as Danny, and a person as good as Dan, both have had to suffer. I only wish their familes the best in these troubled times.

*hugs* Im late but happy birthday

Happy Birthday!