Jewellery Pouches

What movie/show had the scene where the man snaps the ring/jewelry box on the woman? It was driving me and my friend crazy. It's just this one scene with a man and a woman, and the man opens this box with a pretty ring or piece of jewelry for the woman, and the woman is all "Ohhhh!" and goes to take it, but he snaps the jewelry box on her hand! And she's all like, "Ow!" or something. Maybe some romantic comedy or something. Does anyone know what I'm talking about? I can barely remember it.

Help with DIY glass etching for Christmas gift - etching glass jewelry box? I am buying a men's jewelry box as a gift, and I would really like to personalize the glass top. I know that etching paints exist, but I am wondering if it will be possible for me to use them, as I don't know if I will be able to remove the glass from the box (and therefore won't be able to use running water to clean the paint off). I don't imagine wiping would be a good idea. Is this something I can do on my own? Should I just take it to professionals somewhere?

last minute usher gift? Overstock.com completely messed me up! After I placed an order for my last 2 usher gifts on Oct 13th they tell me it can take up to 10 days to be shipped plus 5-7 days for actual delivery. I have the printout from the website that originally it was marked 3-5 days until it shipped but that changed and they "notified" me via e-mail so they say they are covered. 5 days vs 10 days pushes me real close to my 10/31/09 wedding date -- but it should arrive a couple days before. OK, so today is day 10 and exactly 7 days from rehearsal when I need the items. I call them because the order is still "processing". Then they clarify that it is 10 BUSINESS days to ship which is Oct 27th and then 5-7 BUSINESS days for delivery. That is after my wedding so its not going to work. NOW they won't cancel my order - which hasn't shipped yet! - so I can't get the credit on my credit card to go to a store and buy new gifts! With the wedding in 8 days, you can imagine that my budget is SUPER-TIGHT and I'm frazzled that this is one of the very few things I have remaining to do! I'm so angry at not being informed beforehand about this schedule that if I ever get the order from Overstock it is going right back and they can go scratch - I will never buy from them again! The order was for two men's dresser boxes (the equivalent of a mans jewelry box) - it was a nice wood with pewter design on top. I looked at my budget and I can spend $25 per usher and get to a real store over the weekend to pick something else. One usher is my cousin who is in his 50's. Married. Doesn't really NEED anything. The other usher is my fiance's 15 year old Nephew. Would a $25 giftcard for the nephew be OK? I'm thinking either Barnes & Noble or Gamestop if I can confirm there is a gamestop near him. Any ideas on my 50-yr old cousin? The ushers are so hard to buy for and now I'm on a limited budget. I've been dealing with customer service - they are refusing to cancel the order because they say it is "at the warehouse for fulfillment". IMO, if it hasn't shipped, it should be able to be cancelled. I've also lodged a complaint through the credit card that I used to place the order (and of course the charge hit 10 days ago when I ordered!)

What Country song from the early 90's had references about a jewelry box or a music box? I think the singer was a man. I used to hear it on my local country station alot around aug to dec 1994.

Which is the best jewelry store for engraved band ring for men? Diamonds & More Diamond Outlet HM Jewelers Jewelry Box Outlet Kay Jewelers Outlet Lonestar Jewelers Robin's Jewelry Sunglass Hut/Watch Station Ultra Diamond Outlet Zales The Diamond Store Outlet

I found a beautiful coin in my grandmother's old jewelry box ...? Okay, I was looking through my old things when I found a pretty coin in my grandmother's jewelry box. I can hardly read the writing since it's in some other language, but it says this on the side with an eagle on it: Deutiches Reich 1935 Reichs 5 ma('r' of 'c')e And it says this on the side with a man's face, though this side had been worn away so I can't read some parts: 1847- 1934 ____von ('h' or 'd')indenburg Anyway, I think it may be Russian or German, since that's where some of my family is from. I would just like to know out of curiousity. Thanks!

Desperate and need help! Where can I get a gift for my dad? I am trying to find a wooden men's watch case/jewelry box for my father as my gift to him... I'd like it to be personalized some how... I originally ordered one that I really liked, but I'm having to ship it back because it was messed up! I need it in less than two weeks! Because of the other gifts i've gotten my parents, my budget for the case is $50-$60 (including shipping)... any ideas where to find one!??? I checked ebay... the deal is shipping because I need it so quickly... also, I'm not checking a "used stuff" store like a pawn shop for my dad's gift

I was looking for the title of this movie where this woman's jewelry was robbed from a hat box? I was looking for the title of this movie I enjoyed when I was young. it was writen in the 70s or 80s. This woman's jewlry was robbed from a hat box when she was on her way to england. She was engaged to be married prior to getting on the plane, to this uptight man. This little girl and her family helped her find the jewlery.

How does my story sound so far? These are the 2 chapters of the first book.? The Magic of Macy - Book 1 - The Trinket Box CHAPTER ONE- Hunted "Ok girls, we have 10 minutes to kill, so make it quick! You each get how much money...?" "20 dollars, Mom," Macy and Rosanna groaned in unison. The mother's lips curved into a smile, handing the money into Macy's awaiting hands. Rosanna, being the older sister, plucked the bills from her hand and quietly entered the Antique Shop. Macy frowned and darted after her. "Hey, that one's mine-" Macy argued. "SHHH!" Rosanna glared at her younger sister, her index finger pushed against her lips. "Don't make a scene. You'll embarrass me," She hissed. Macy stuck out her tongue and crossed her arms. She hated being bossed around. "Oh honey, look at this!" Their mother squealed. Rosanna walked smoothly over to their mother and played with the dusty antique. Macy merely glanced at her over-joyed parent, before quickly losing interest. "Mom, it's a doll." "I know! And look how cute it is!" Macy groaned and walked as far away from her family as possible. Nothing was more embarrassing then the Nishikigoi family... After wandering for a bit around the store, Macy entered the 2nd floor. The walls and floors were covered head to toe with antiques, just like the first floor, other than the small path of floor leading to the restroom. Macy rubbed and touched everything from tea sets to old Yankee's photos. And everything had a price tag. 'I wonder how long the owners took to price all this stuff...?'Macy thought. Heading over to the Japanese culture section, Macy played with an old Kimono. 'I wonder if this would fit me,' Macy thought quietly. "Need any help?" A voice crocked. Macy jumped, dropping the Kimono and stuffed cow she had picked earlier. Macy spun around and held her heart in relief. It was just the owner. "No thank you, sir." "Are you sure?" He continued, stepping closer to Macy. Macy laughed nervously. "No really, I'm fine. Thank you, though." The old man smiled before slowly walking away down to the 1st floor. 'Creeper' , She mentally concluded. Macy sighed and continued searching the shelves of the never-ending store, until, something caught her eye. She picked it up, examining the art of the piece. "It's a jewelry box...?" Macy concluded out loud. Retaining the size of about Macy's palm, the small round jewelry box had roses sculpted on the sides of it, in silver metal. The top was white marble, with a picture of a butterfly on top of a flower. Becoming more curious, Macy opened up the new-found treasure. A small section of the inside was red-velvet, like any jewelry box, but the other side was occupied with machinery. Macy became confused, poking the device, and shaking it. A single note sounded through the box, making Macy realize her mistake. It was an old trinket box. Putting down her cell phone on the table, in order to hold the box, Macy flipped the box over and smiled. "Here it is!" Twisting the small handle, Macy wound up the machine. A string of notes wafted out into the air and Macy closed her eyes. The song wasn't girly like the Ballerina trinket box Macy had listened to at her friends houses. It was more refined, as if it had a hidden meaning. just before the song could end, a loud slam woke Macy up from dream-mode. Looking up, Macy gave a nervous smile to the old man again. His hand laid firmly on the trinket box, making it unable to finish it's song. "Were closing up shop, Missy. You better head on down stairs now." Macy nodded fastly, ready to take off, when the man placed the box in her hands again. Macy smiled. "Thanks, I almost forgot about this it." Jogging down the stairs, Macy caught her mother and dragged her to the register. "I want this, Mom. It's only nine dollars." Macy recited. Her mother nodded in approval and handed her money to the old women behind the counter. As she printed out a receipt, the old man returned and exchanged looks with the old women. Macy gulped. Should she have played the trinket box? Suddenly, the old women winked at Macy. "Take good care of this here trinket box. It now becomes your responsibility." Macy's mind went blank. What is this chick talking about? The women handed the box to Macy, her old hands shaking as she pulled away. Macy was sending out confused looks to the elderly couple, totally unaware of the secret meanings behind their words. "Come on, we have to go!" The mother ordered, pulling Macy out the door. She nodded and followed her mother half-way out the door, when the old women called for her. Macy looked over her shoulder warily, due to the fact she wasn't safe in the car yet. "What's your name, Child?" Macy gave a half-h

LOST GOLD IN OLD JEWELLERY BOX - BOUGHT FROM BOOT SALE IN HAYES FARM? hey guys... i know this is an EXTREMELY long shot.... but i bought this old jewellery box from the big boot sale in hayes farm, a few months ago. It's the kind that looks like a miniature cupboard with drawers... and the top opens to reveal a dancing ballerina. I've had it for so long and recently made the most astonishing discovery. I acidentally pulled really hard at the top drawer (the one that isn't supposed to open and isn't really a drawer) and out fell a handful of old gold jewellery. It included a few ring (including 2 men's rings), three brooches, a bracelet and a pendant. The pendant was shaped as the letter 'A' and one of the rings had two capital As on it as in - AA............ everything was gold except the three heart shaped brooches..... which i'm guessing are not real gold, cos they have no stamp on them. If ANYONE at all knows anything about this please answer. Also, can someone please suggest a for me to locate the owners?? Thanks a lot!!! :D

Please help name this jewelry designer sold at Printemps in Paris? I recently bought a ring in Paris and sadly, lost it on the way home. I'm trying to remember the designer and cannot! I do remember that it was a man's first & last name, packaged in a white box with a black logo. The designer's shopping bags are white with black font & are tied with a red ribbon. Thanks in advance for your help!

I had a piece of jewelry disappear and then reappear after 7 days ? So New Years Eve I wore my old wedding ring when I went out...It's a beautiful piece and it's a shame to leave it in my jewelry box all the time so I just wear it sometimes.. I came home and took the ring off and laid it right here in front of my monitor on the computer desk...I went to bed after checking my email.. The next day I noticed that the ring was gone...No one comes into my house, no one accept my boyfriend and he's somewhat rich and has no need to steel...He's a very trustworthy man.. I looked everywhere for the ring...I thought that one of my cats had knocked it off the desk and I searched everywhere in this room and even moved the monitor and the printer thinking that it may have gotten shoved under something.. I really didn't worry about it that much...I knew if I didn't find it that the vacuum eventually would..lol Here's the thing...I spent the night with my bf night before last and when I got home, I sat down at the puter and guess what was right there where I left it ??? There it was...Right where I left it...I couldn't have possibly overlooked it...Not a chance...It was gone for 7 days.. Anyone have an idea as to where my ring was for 7 days and how it just reappeared ? Holy CRAP Amy !! It never dawned on me !! I finally said yes a couple weeks ago after his pleeeading with me to marry him and I'll bet he took it to get the size ! I'm getting a new ring...I'm getting a new ring...I'm getting a new ring....hehehehe Oh wow Shmulfer...Thanks for bringing me down.........

Should I be worried about her gift? Me and my girl decided to put a $200 price limit on our gifts this year. I wanted a portable GPS system for my car, which she did buy, and she originally wanted an iPod touch. She said that everyone else in the house had their little electronic things to play with. The kids are getting a Wii she wanted something to play with too. My girl is not a techy person so that would be a waste in the long run. She'd play with it for a day or two then one of the kids would end up with it. I talked to her about it and she decided that some jewelry would be nice. She wanted a ring but again, knowing her for the past 5 years she only has one pinky ring on her hand and that's it. It's not like she even has a jewelry box full of rings either. A lot of necklaces and earrings. So, I went and spent a little more than $200 for some earrings and my fear is this. Will she like them given the fact that she was looking at rings? Ladies, if you told your man you wanted jewelry, but thinking a ring (engagement) and he bought you a nice pair of earrings would you be happy or upset? My fear is that she's gonna wake up Christmas morning and say, "I got you a GPS system and all I got were some earrings." Again, they were over $200 but they are small compared to the GPS system. What do you guys think? For years I've just been the type to give crappy gifts. This year I told her what I wanted and I asked her to tell me what she wanted but she didn't want to come out and tell me directly because she said that would spoil the surprize. I just don't want her to look at two little earrings and say, "that's what you paid $200 for?"

Need help!! Is this beginning interesting enough to catch your eye? Chapter 1: It was about three in the morning when Jenny arrived home from work. She was exhausted and didn’t notice the package outside her apartment door, until she stumbled over it. Hearing something move around when she kicked the box, she became overly curious as to what the box contained. Jenny reached down and lifted the box and moved it onto her counter. The box was different somehow to her, but she didn’t see why. Immediately she noticed that she couldn’t locate a return address. That must be what made her stop before. As she opened the box, a man knocked on her door. Her attention went away from the box and to the door. Wondering who would be knocking on her door this late, she retrieved her gun from its holster. She peered through the peep hole on her door, to find her landlord Greg standing there twirling his keys around is fingers. Carefully, she placed her gun on the stand beside her. Slowly, she creaked open the door. “Did you get that package Mrs. Rose?” he asked in a peculiar voice. “Yes, I found it as I was walking in. Do you know who happened to leave it here?” “ Not a clue. It was delivered around four this afternoon. I wasn’t here at the time, but Jace was. He said that it was some younger male he’d never seen before. It’d be better if you’d go and talk to him later today, he knows more.” “Thanks. Is that really all you came over here for. You know it’s late and I really would like to just go to bed.” “Yeah! That’s all I wanted,” he replied with a smirk on his face. Greg turned and walked away. He seemed to be acting strange. Jenny shook her head and walked back to the box. Sitting there inside the box, was a container, a jewelry container. A smile took over her face. She just knew that this must be from her boyfriend Luca. A strong scent, a death scent, began to fill her nose. Quickly opening it, she found out what sat inside. It wasn’t something she had expected to see. Laying there, in the box, was someone’s toe. Chapter 2: A scream slipped out of Jenny’s mouth. She went into a state of shock and didn’t know what to do. As a homicide detective, this wasn’t something she hadn’t seen. Then again, she had never had someone send her a body part. Thanks. It's my first Novel. I'll let you know when more of it gets done If you'd like to read it. Thank You Annabelle! I like this critque you gave me. I see what you mean! I wrote this in 4 minutes just before i posted it!

Could you revise my short story? Hello everyone. I'm 15 and I've been learning English for almost a year. Thanks for your answers to my previous question. Here's the story (I tried to correct it): Once upon a time there were two little sisters called Jordan and Megan. They were always bickering over silly things, like toys and make-up. Their mother was feeling upset about it, and even though she had already talked to them several times, nothing changed. Therefore, she decided to teach them a lesson. She wanted them to reconcile, so she came up with an idea. She drew a treasure map, put it in a plastic bottle and hid in the bushes. Soon after she came across with a jewelry box and an old painting of a group of happy men. She put the picture in the box, and seeing how large the backyard was she buried the “treasure” in it. That day, while they were playing with her dolls in the backyard , Jordan started to pick on Megan: “Look, my doll is prettier than yours!” “What are you talking about? My doll is gorgeous!” Megan replied. “It isn't! You must be blind or something your doll has the worst hair cut ever!” Jordan angrily replied. “Huh, so that's the way it is?” Megan retorted while she was throwing Jordan's doll to the bushes. “Oh I'm so going to tell mom about this!” Jordan responded. Jordan started to look for her doll in the bushes until she found it, but while she was doing it she bumped into a little plastic bottle. “Look Madeleine! It has a paper in it!” Jordan hastily shouted. “Shut up and just open it!” Megan coldly retorted The girls carefully took out the paper and found out that it was an old map. Megan then sat on a little stool and thoroughly examined it. “What is it?” Jordan asked her. “Well, I think that it's a treasure map.” Megan answered “Of course it is a treasure map, don't you see the X? Give me that paper” Jordan crisply replied. Excited, they almost immediately told the story to their mother, who cheerfully decided to join them. “I'm completely sure that the treasure is hidden in this backyard. So, what are we waiting for?” Their mother said to them. The three adventurers then began their search for the big treasure. The journey was not easy; they withstood heavy rain and freezing temperatures. Nevertheless, they kept on looking until it was almost midnight and their mom sent them to bed. They got up very early the next day, eager to find the treasure. The day seemed clear but in just five minutes they sky turned gray and in a blink of an eye it was raining again. Megan remembered that her father had bought her a pink umbrella on her birthday, and quickly came into the house to find it. “Oh thanks Megan you found an umbrella for us.” Jordan retorted when Megan came back. “Huh? That my umbrella!” Megan coolly replied. “Ok ok, then I'll ask you to not talk to me anymore.” Jordan crossly replied. They didn't utter a single word to each other throughout the entire day, until they heard their mom's voice saying, “We made it!” I can see the X. They rapidly took some shovels and started digging until Megan felt something hard. “It's here! Its' here! But how are we going to pull it out?” “Oh I have an idea! Let's grab some tethers.” Their mother told them. After roughly five minutes they were finally able to pull it out. They realized that the box was unlocked and had “Captain Christopher” engraved on it. “I want the biggest diamond.” Jordan and Megan thought to themselves. Their mother opened it and whispered to them, “Girls, there's no jewelry here, but take a look at this!” Jordan and Megan saw the picture of a group of happy men that at the bottom said “You are the best.” “What's this?” they asked. “Don't you see it? He didn't need any diamonds, because his friends were his true treasure.” their mom feelingly told them. “I guess that mom is right Megan, we're family and you know that I love you.” Jordan emotionally said to Megan. “I love you too. I know that I haven't been the greatest sister lately, but I promise you that I will change! Here, take my umbrella, we can share it.” Megan replied. Jordan and Megan didn't argue from then on; they finally understood the value of true friendship. Is it any better? Let me know any mistakes please Thanks in advance I know that the story is silly, but I'm trying to practice my English.

Is my safe deposit box safe? Today I went to my bank and go to my safe deposit box, ususally there's this woman that opens it for me, but today there's this man that opens it for me, the box has 2 keys, one key is mine and the other key is the bank's, so he inserts his and I insert mine then open it then the man go outside to wait for me, and after I finished, I just close the box then head outside and the man said I'm good to go and I asked him if he needs to lock my box with his key but he says no, but before when the woman opens it for me she would locks it with her key too, but today the man didn't lock his, and I just closed my box and I didn't lock mine, so does the man now have access to open my box and steal stuff from there, I got an expensive jewelry.

looking for name of movie involving thieves stealing jewelry from a museum (?) - it's in glass & snake guarded I saw the movie as a kid, maybe in the 70's? the thieves steal from a museum, i think, and the jewel, or jewelry is in a glass enclosed box, and in the glass box is a snake, guarding the jewel/ry. it's a thin white snake. there arrives thieves, maybe three men and a woman. the leading man and the woman fall in love. the thieves get caught after they steal the item. the closing credits show the thieves getting out of jail, in the winter. a cheerful ending. instead of "there arrives" thieves, it SHOULD say, there are several thieves. i don't htink it's green ice -- the characters and setting dont' seem to be the same ...

How much is this amber necklace worth? I was at a huge garage sale a few years ago and I found this plastic jewelry box with beads in it for 2$ so I bought it. At home I was going through the plastic beads and I found this huge orange one and I decided it might be amber. I never thought about it until recently I walked by an Amber jewelry stand where the man was selling necklaces for around 400$ and there wasn't tat much amber even on the jewelry so I was wondering around how much is my necklace worth? I tested it by rubbing it against cloth then putting it by paper, and it worked so I'm pretty sure it's real amber. Here are some pictures: http://i1004.photobucket.com/albums/af170/xxxbrokencandyxxx/Photo314.jpg http://i1004.photobucket.com/albums/af170/xxxbrokencandyxxx/Photo312.jpg Also, are there any other possible ways to save my life and prevent becoming a witch? This is quite troublesome for me because simply because I would rather not die. :O

Does this sound cheesy, readable, or a good idea? I'm writing a new story, and I need your opinions. It's about a class project the Ethan McDonald has to complete. He must trace his ancestors back 10 generations, and make a family tree. As he arrives home, he informs his mother. She recommends looking in the storage unit where they keep all the junk. In one of his grandmother's boxes, he finds an old jewelry box. While opening it, he trips, causing everything to spill, and the jewelry shelf to shift. He removes the shelf, and finds an old diary. Inside, he finds out that his great-grandfather disappeared, never to be seen again. Reading through, he discovers that the men born into the family die before the age of seventeen. Now he and his family must uncover the secret that may very well end his life. Is this a sick tradition, or a curse? I've already thought out the cover: It's a picture of a tree in the middle, with leaves falling onto the ground. As the leaves get more into the foreground, you can read the names of all the men who died. The closest and biggest one has Ethan's name on it. Let me know what you think, and how a reason why the men are dying before they can reproduce.

Could you please revise my story? Hello everyone. I'm 15 and I've been learning English for almost year. I've been writing stories (I love to write) and I wanted to see if they are ok. This is the story: Once upon a time there were two little sisters called Jordan and Megan. They were always bickering over silly things, so their mother decided to teach them a lesson. She drew a treasure map and put it in a plastic bottle. That day, while they were playing with her dolls, Jordan bumped into a plastic bottle. “Look Madeleine! It has a paper in it!” Jordan shouted. “Open it!” Megan replied. The girls carefully took out the paper and found out that it was an old map. Megan then sat on a little stool and thoroughly examined it. “What is it?” Jordan asked her. “Well, I think that it's a treasure map. It has the picture of a jewelry box .” Madeleine replied. Excited, they almost immediately told the story to their mother, who cheerfully decided to join them. “I'm completely sure that the treasure is hidden in this backyard. So, what are we waiting for?” Their mother said to them. The three adventurers then began their search for the big treasure. The journey was not easy; they had to cross a plentiful river and they withstood heavy rain. However, after two exhausting days they finally heard their mom's voice saying, “We made it,” I see the X. They rapidly took some shovels and started digging until Cecily felt something hard. “It's here! Its' here! But how are we going to pull it out?” “Oh I have an idea! Let's grab some tethers.” Their mother told them. After roughly five minutes they were finally able to pull it out. They realized that the box was unlocked and had “Captain Christopher” engraved on it. “I want the biggest diamond.” Jordan and Megan thought to themselves. Their mother opened it and whispered to them, “Girls, there's no jewelry here, but take a look at this!” Jordan and Megan saw the picture of a group of happy men that at the bottom said “You are the best.” “What's this?” they asked. “Don't you see it? He didn't need any diamonds, because his friends were his true treasure.” their mom feelingly told them. The sisters then understood the value of true friendship and hugged each other. Please, let me know any mistake! Thanks in advance! Thansk for your answers oops those were the old names hehe sorry my bad they are just Jordan and Megan.

If you married a man and you were his 2nd or 3rd wife, and he kept a hidden lock box you knew nothing about? and then he passed away... would you be upset? Let's say it held Gold, Coins, Collections of things, Jewelry with Pearls, Rubies, Gold, and this was from his previous marriage and he intended on giving this to his sons from that marriage... and let's say he left you with a nice condo in the wealthy part of town, a Mercedes, and a million dollars... would you even worry about the lock box from the bank? That you knew nothing about? Well the wife is a ***** and never worked a damn day in her life, so she is more concerned anyway about her money and lifestyle... but lo and behold, she may have to give some of that up too.

Is this romantic or weird? Man On Harley Finds Engagement Ring On Road WEST HAVEN, Utah - The wedding is on. A 23-year-old man who left an engagement ring on the hood of a car went from extremely unlucky to lucky when another man riding a Harley-Davidson noticed a little black jewelry box in the middle of the road. "I never thought we'd see that ring again," said Karen Jones, whose son Tyler forgot he had put the $3,000 diamond ring on his girlfriend's car. After some frantic days, turning the house upside-down looking for the ring, the Jones family had just about given up hope. They placed a classified ad in the Standard-Examiner, knowing the chances of anybody seeing it — or wanting to give back a diamond ring — were slim. What they didn't know was that Monte Kirk had found the ring as he was riding his Harley one day. "I opened the box and found a diamond ring inside," he said. "You don't find that every day." Kirk took the ring home to his wife, Debbie, and she said they would watch the newspaper for anyone missing a ring. Jones waited all week and decided to still propose to Amanda Anderson — with or without the original diamond. He decided to buy another ring Saturday afternoon and be more careful with this one. However, Kirk and his wife had noticed the ad and were trying to reach Jones and tell him. When Kirk finally got through, he said Karen Jones answered. "She was so happy," Kirk said. "Her son works two jobs and was going to propose that very day." Kirk asked Karen to describe the ring in detail to make sure it was the right one. When he was sure it was the same ring, Kirk and his wife hopped on the Harley and met Karen Jones at a nearby store. "He suddenly brought out the ring from behind his back, and I just started bawling," she said. "I asked him to follow me over to the bank to give him the ($100) reward. He wouldn't accept the reward, though." Kirk said he never thought of keeping the ring. "I know my wife would be sick if she lost her ring," he said. "There wasn't anything else to do. It wasn't rightfully mine. I had to find the owner." Later that day, Anderson said "yes" to Jones' proposal. http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20080812/ap_on_fe_st/odd_recovered_ring;_ylt=AqRs236VDVseslEyeIUYuO_tiBIF

Help me decide on how he found out it was his neighbor in this mystery I'm writing!? I have to write a mystery in my language arts class. I basically already have the beginning, and how the problem is solved, but I really don't know what should go in between.The problem is this: A man lives next door to his psychotic ex-girlfriend. ( I am planning on introducing this fact is a very casual way, not to give the reader any obvious clues to who did this: ) He comes home and is getting ready to go out to play in a gig because he's in a band, and notices the most peculiar thing in his closet. It is a jewelry box, that isn't his or anyone that he knew, and he decides to investigate. The solution: He discovers, (How he discovers, this is what I need help with.) that his ex-girlfriend stole the jewelry box, broke into his house, put it in the man's closet, and hoped that he would "turn himself in" to the police. I need help with how he discovered it was her! Thanks.

What would you do in my situation? I have suddenly noticed the six valuable rings (sentimental and cash value) have disappeared from my jewelry box. My 8 year old son insists he didn't take them. No one else lives with us and we are rarely home so we have few visitors. My mother and a friend each have a key. My mom has been there on a couple of occasions to let in a repair man. The friend was last there in April to install an overhead light in my son's room. I just don't know how to approach this in a productive way.

Need help: Forgot the name of this film.? Okay. I watched this movie about 5-6years ago? I had RoadRunner cable with options of channels that I had access up to nearly 70-80 channels. mostly (channels from 02-79ish) I lived in Chatsworth, California (if it helps, cause each state has different chnnale listings) It was an erotic film (It contained no nudity) about a middle-aged couple. And the wife cheats on her husband with this young man who worked for them (I think the couple owned a shop where they sold fish. I distinctively remember a scene where the young man and the wife showers together and all of a sudden the husband gets in the bathroom but they end up not gettin caught thanks to the shower curtain and another scene where the young man hides a jewelry or a gift of some sort inside a box of fish for the married wife. and later the husband evntually gets suspicious. That's all I remember. I forgot the name of the chnnael where they broadcasted this film. but i remember the number of channel was between 60-80. This channel also broadcasted other non-nudity erotic films as well. Oh and, this channel was gone or have moved to another channel #

Husband was packing up boxes yesterday...? My husband and I have been having problems for awhile now. Most of them have to do with not communicating well & never spending time together. He ignores me for weeks sometimes and refuses almost 99% of the time to go anywhere I ask him to with me. Last night I came home from work to find him packing boxes. I said, Are you moving? He said he was & that he doesn't have to tell me where he's going. It came as a total shock. He said I cheated on him which is completely false. He is always accusing me of things I didn't do throughout our marriage. He is the one who had a personal ad on a sex website that I found one day looking for random people to hook up with. I didn't argue with him & left the house to go to our marriage counselor (alone since he only went once and never went back) and came back at night and found him sleeping in our bed. This man has called me names, ignored me for prolonged times and been very rude/cruel to me for awhile now. I am upset/sad/and yet I really believe we are done for. He doesn't reach out to me to ever make it work. Always starting fights. I went to put on my jewelry this morning and saw that he'd taken my engagement ring out of my jewelry box. Why would he do this? That feels like such a low blow on top of everything. My husband has not worn his ring for over 6 months now. And anytime he argues with me, he always takes it off. I generally do not wear my engagement ring, I only wear my wedding band. Correction: I was deleting website history and found his person sex ad asking for random people to hook up with. I was not the one looking for people to hook up with, he was.

Would You Read Old Love Letters Found Packed Away? I have been cleaning my basement out for over a week now sorting threw all the things that just ended up down there; I even came across a bag of garbage meant to be put out years ago for the garbage man to collect! I have gone as far as polishing the ceiling beams and old wooden staircase, and washed the crumbling floor. I finally made my way to the back of the basement where large plastic bins were. I forgot where they came from. Upon opening them I found a few bins of my toys, clothes and other things from when I was a child, and a few bins that were each of my (now grown) children’s toys and things. One bin has my daughter’s old jewelry box with things my mom passed on to her (because my daughter was named after her) and… many letters from her friends, including a group tide with a red ribbon. I remember her liking the boy but never realized he sent her so many letters. Many years ago my son/her brother went in her room and read letters from a girlfriend then wanted me to punish her for what was in one letter. I punished him for snooping! The first letter is dated fourteen years ago when she was sixteen. If you were me, would you read these letters now? I am curious, but… Why is everyone aauming there are bad things in her letters. I thought good things were probably in them. Also, she recently told me that she was not the angle I always thought she was, and told me she did do some bad things. I tend to not believe she had it in her to do what she told me she did and felt the letters may prove me right. I still do not feel right reading them, and the person who answered first is right, I wouldn't want someone else reading mine- I suspect mine to be much worse than hers!

I don't think V day should be put on the calendar...? Everyday should be Valentine's day...its not necessary to buy roses, jewelry and whatever else material things that is used as a symbol of an affection. ppl say love can't be bought...well believe that thousands of peole , especially men buy rose or a box of cnady for their (suppos) sweethearts only to keep them quiet. I just saw an executive(probably president or vp) of a company rush out of the CVS store with a bunch or roses, I mean someone like him, we'd expect him to go to a flower boutique store or have the flowers delivered. V does spread some love...but a lot of hostility, envy, and depresstion. bc not all pple have the funds to buy nice gifts or they'll buy an expensive jewelry just to keep up with the jones next door. I'm not tryin to sound like a scrooge but i just like an old fashion love..... i don't think we should feel pressured to buy something for someone to show love...I' m not saying that I don't want gifts but V day can be bit ridiculous so men and women nd reminders to show lvoe to their spouses or gf an bf

Talk about a good Housekeeper...? A man is just about to get a CD out of a cabinet when the phone in the kitchen rings. "Hello," says the man answering it. "Hi," says a high woman's voice. "This is Tiffany the housekeeper. " "Oh," says the man. "Hi Tiffany." "Hi, Mr. Birschman. Sorry to call so late. I figured you'd be back later, so I planned to leave a message. You see, I had a problem when I was cleaning the bedroom." "What sort of a problem?" "Well, when I was trying to make your bed, your envelope of emergency money, you know, the one you keep under the matress, it fell out." "Well, what's the problem, Tiffany?" "Well, I wasn't sure just where to put it back, so I just put it under the bottom left corner. Is that okay?" "Yes. Thank you for telling me that, Tiffany. I appreciate it." "Oh, also, when I was vacuuming the living room, I found that diamond ring you've been missing." "That's wonderful, Tiffany! By the way, where did you put it?" "In the jewelry box on the dresser, of course!" "And how did you lock it?" "First I turned the key to the right, then I pulled it out and tried the top to make sure it was locked," says the housekeeper, revealing how well she remembered her instructions. "Good! And where did you put the key?" "In the top right cabinet in the kitchen, under the good china." "Fantastic!" says the man, impressed. "Oh, and I took the courtesy of wrapping the keys to the Porsche in that adorable little box. I know your wife is going to be so surprised." "Stupendous. Thank you so much, Tiffany. You are really a great housekeeper. " "Thank you, Mr. Birschman, and have a nice night." You too, Tiffany. Good night." The man hangs up the phone, turns to his buddy, and says with a grin, "This is going to be the easiest robbery ever!"

Stop thief!? I have suddenly noticed the six valuable rings (sentimental and cash value) have disappeared from my jewelry box. My 8 year old son insists he didn't take them. No one else lives with us and we are rarely home so we have few visitors. My mother and a friend each have a key. My mom has been there on a couple of occasions to let in a repair man. The friend was last there in April to install an overhead light in my son's room. I just don't know how to approach this in a productive way.

where should I go from here? May 12, 2010 Secret Letters, Broken Memories Written by: Vina October, 1980s Chapter 1: The box Everyone has a past that sometimes comes back to reality. “Hey there Casey how was school?” her mother asked. “School was great mom and Savanna is over.” Her mother said “ok” and went back to the kitchen to cook. The girls went up stairs to go look for some stuff to use for their history project. “Hey mom,” Casey yelled from the top of the stairs, “do you have any stuff we can use for our history project?” “Check my bedroom or the basement.” So the girls checked her mother’s room and nothing, so they checked the basement. As they were looking Savanna came across a box. “Casey, does your mom own a jewelry box?” “Just the one in her room, why?” “Come look at this.” Casey ran over to where Savanna was and looked at the box. It was really old and it was rusted a little. “Wow! This is old, what’s inside?” They tried to pry it open but it wouldn’t come open. Wait, Casey said, and she found the key. Let’s try opening it with this. So they tried the key and it opened. They found a lot of old stuff but then Savanna came across some letters. She read some and said Casey, “did your mom get married twice?” Not that I know of Casey replied…why? “Come look at these letters I found in the box. They are dated back in the 1800s and they are signed “yours truly, Robert.” Casey was shocked and went down to drill her mother. Casey was kind of upset and threw the letters on the kitchen table. Her mother looked up and said “what’s wrong?” And then she saw…the letters. “Where did you find these?” in the basement while we were looking for stuff to use for our history project. Her mother’s face got really red and she got really angry. “Put them back!” Her mother yelled. Why Casey asked? Because they are my private business; not yours. Casey was so upset that she put them in her bag and left with savanna to go to her house. “I wonder why your mom got so upset,” Savanna said. Ya me too; lets find out. So they went to the library and tried to find some things about this Robert character. They looked everywhere and gathered information. Savanna said Casey look, it looks like this Robert guy…was your grandmother’s husband; they knew each other since 1869. They got married in 1873, and they were married for a year. Really? What else does it say? Well, it says that they got married when they were 17, they were really happy, but then they just stopped seeing each other. What? They stopped talking? Ya, like they stopped writing letters after 1874, nothing after that year. “Oh wow. I have to get my mom to talk about this,” Casey said. They walked back over to the house and saw her mom in the living room with the letters in her hand. Chapter 2: The Shadow “Hey mom, I’m sorry…I should have asked before I got those letters”…Casey apologized. “Casey there is something I need to tell you”…her mother replied with tears streaming down her face. So Casey and Savanna sat down and listened. “Those letters that you found were real, but they are long gone and forgotten and hurtful memories.” Mom, who’s Robert? “Robert was a man your grandmother (my mother) married before I knew your father. She met him in 1873. He was a craftsman and she was just a young girl helping her mother around the house, just like my father asked me to and your father asks of you. She was only 17 when she met him and he was really nice. See back then, women, girls, listened to their fathers. What their father said, that’s what would happen. she was the oldest out of my siblings, and she had to set a good example…but then she found Robert and he changed her life.” “So what was he like?” Savanna asked. “He was kind, sweet, understood her, but the total opposite of what her parents wanted. He didn’t make a lot of money, and that’s what her parents didn’t like. They wanted her to marry a guy who was a lawyer or a doctor. But she loved him because he wasn’t all of those professions. They spent countless time together. Going for walks in the woods, making out at this old cabin about a mile or two from his place; she loved him. He was everything she could hope for in a guy.” Casey’s mother looked at the time and said… “Well it’s time for bed.” “Mom, come on tell us more.” “I can’t…tomorrow after school;” Casey’s mother smiled. “Ok, goodnight mom.” “Good night Mrs. O Connor.” “Goodnight girls.” Wow…I didn’t know any of this. Casey said. Yeah me neither. “Did you know your grandmother? Not well…my mother never spoke of her and now I see why.”1) Do you still have some letters in your bag? Casey asked “Yeah.” They turned on the light and got them out and read some of them. Monday, 1869 Dear my sweet Karrie, How I long to see you again. I had so much fun last night at the cabin. I just love kissing you and feeling all your skin. I love tasting your body and going in pla

what do you think of my short story? this is the rough scaffold/draft of the story i wrote for my HSC advanced english exam, in relation to 'belonging'. tell me what you think. regards. sarah I knew I did not belong here, in this place, among these ‘types’. But boy was I good at faking it. After all it was my job. A perfect disguise, yet a twisted one, I consistently fool these people into thinking that it comes naturally. Well it sort of does; the acting part at least. Friday nights are the most demanding. That’s when we get all the old corporate geezers in for some ‘entertainment’ after a long day at the office, or otherwise known as ‘secret men’s business’. It's a bit unnerving to be honest, flaunting your body for men you know are more than old enough to be your father. Adjusting my scanty silver bikini, I pondered this as I applied yet another layer of glitter eye shadow to my already heavily made up features. Whatever innocence or youthful appearance I had left was now hidden beneath this artificial harlequin like mask. I glanced around the dressing room at the other girls. Their bodies thin and gaunt, none of them looked a day over nineteen. This place was nothing more than a meat factory. A place where women willingly exploit themselves to the jaded bull headed men who were dumb enough to pay them for it. I took another glimpse in my dressing mirror, and with a flick of a hand I settled a long brunette wig over my honey blonde tresses. “Porsha! You’re up in five!” shouted a monotonous voice from the other side of the dressing room. That was my cue. With slender fingers attached with acrylic nail substitutes, I unhooked the clasp on my gold necklace and swung the chain between my fingers, staring at the delicate crucifix dangling on the end. I remember when my grandmother gave this to me for my 10th birthday. I remember being slightly disappointed because I wanted a Rapunzel Barbie. I remember the rich smell of the fabric lining in the jewellery box. I remember putting it on for the first time. But mostly, I remember Gran telling me that it would keep me safe from harm and that God was never far away. Smiling briefly to myself, I placed it in a discrete blue box on my dressing table. I’ve always considered myself a Conservative Catholic, and I blame that one on my strict upbringing. But I’m also exceedingly self driven, and for that one, I thank myself. With my moral slate erased, I was almost ready to go out. Tightening the straps on my ridiculously tall stilettos and allowing a stage hand to apply more spray on glitter, I was now ready. I began the walk towards the stage, pausing behind the curtains where my audience eagerly awaited like hungry fiends. ***** I would sit there so perfectly straight in the front row of those huge auditoriums with the high ceilings and the walls that echoed. The other students in my class would all be in a child- like state of boredom and fidgeting, but I would sit there, hanging on every word the lecturer said. “And the origins of Western Theatre can be traced back to the celebratory music of Greece in 600 BC...” he would say, pausing only to read his textbook. I would sit there, listening and scribbling. Listening and scribbling. Functioning on four hours of sleep some nights, pen in one hand, double strength coffee in the other. I am fuelled by passion. Passion for this art which I love so much. My only regret is that I must twirl my body around a golden pole in order to afford to attend the most prestigious Drama College in the country. But that’s the easy part. I know what strangers think. It's why the giggly brunette who adores her cats doesn't introduce herself to neighbours around the suburban house she so proudly owns. It's why the nursing student avoids telling her university classmates where she goes after chemistry class. It's why the young single mother known as a tireless worker fears someday interviewing for a different job. It's because people judge. ***** I stepped out from behind the curtain onto the stage, eyes watching, music pumping. I began my routine. If you saw me, you would probably think I was in my element. There I was, just a girl on a runway, twirling and bending my flawlessly sculpted body in seductive circles, pausing only to let a few of the men slide 10 and 20 dollar tips into my racy garter belt. I didn’t feel shame or anything like it, just satisfaction of knowing that each nights wage and each day at college would make my lifelong dream of becoming a film actress closer to fruition. I continued my dance through two songs, maybe three. When I was finished, I was quick to hurry behind the curtain again and slip on a long cardigan where I gathered my tip money and stashed it in my pocket. I could still hear the enthusiastic cheers and catcalls in reference to my stage name. There, I took a bow behind the curtain. No one saw, but if they did, they would know that I have a hell of a lot more to offer than naked skin.

The Case of the Silk Mantle? The Case of the Silk Mantle Police established the following facts: 1. On a beastly hot day, a masked man had entered the Carton’s apartment. In attempting to beat from Mrs. Carton the hiding place of her diamond necklace, he had accidentally killed her. He had ransacked the apartment and had fled empty-handed. 2. Mr. Carton, an invalid who had been under sedation during the crime, discovered the body and notified police. 3. Suspicion fell upon Bill, the doorman and an ex-con, who had not reported to work since the slaying. 4. The necklace was safely hidden in the false bottom of a jewelry box in the guest closet near the fireplace. The box rested on the closet shelf above the spot where Mrs. Carton habitually hung her gold silk mantle. She wore this garment in the apartment on chilly days, but never outside the apartment. Upon ascertaining these facts, Dr. Haledjean asked to be left alone in the apartment with the doorman. After hearing Bill insist he had never set foot in the apartment, Haledjian shifted a cigarette container and two statuettes on the shelf above the fireplace and rested his elbow there. “The necklace was right here in the false bottom of a box above the mantle. See for yourself,” urged the sleuth. “Come on!” In a moment, Bill had found the jade box above Mrs. Carton’s silk mantle. After he was clapped under arrest, Haledjian told Inspector Winters, “A criminal should never return to the scene of his crime.” What was Bill’s mistake?

I really screwed up, can I fix this? Okay, long story. I met and dated the most amazing man. He was kind, loving, tender, and was just coming out of a divorce, so... single. (Divorce due to wife cheating) We dated for almost 8 months and he asked me to marry him. (I know, I know, it was really soon) He bought a wedding band to match the engagement ring and also a wedding ring for himself. About a month later, my diamond earrings disappeared, and I was upset and frantic. My 17 y.o. daughter then told me he stole them, and gave me the jewelry box they had been in. She told me that she found it in his trash. I was devastated, and sent him a txt breaking off the engagement, and then ran off to an old boyfriend's house for the summer to be away from him. I blocked his number and haven't spoken to him since. When I came home, I decided to press charges, especially when I discovered the diamond/topaz earrings he had given me were gone. The police followed up and he denied stealing anything. About a week ago, I discovered the topaz earrings in my daughter's room. I looked further, and found out she has an eBay ID and sold my diamond earrings. I am so tore up. This man loved me, and treated me better than I've ever been treated before in every way. And I didn't believe him or even ask him when my daughter accused him. Now, all I can think about is getting him back... Can I save this??? I should also say, I pawned the engagement rings and wedding rings to pay for a vacation for me and the man I ran off with. His daughter told me I devastated him when I did this whole thing, and I want to make it right... what do I do???

my 93 year old gran got robbed.? She is a bit senile and had left her jewellery box in her ground-floor flat, the window cleaner came along and when she looked all her jewellery had gone (She`d left the window open)., she is afraid to sack him because she said she has no proof - but i KNOW it`s him - a week later he went to los Angeles! and he`s well-known for having no money! She is still employing him - she wont call the police and begged me not to - I dont know what to do!!!! This little scumbag probably does it all over the place! We have no men in our lives to sort this out... what would you do?

Movie about a Plane with a Bomb/Gas thing? Help me find the title!? Hello, I saw this movie when I was little, it is a old movie but it is about a man who is on a plane and he gets a clock on the plane or something and he has a bomb in it and as the plane's altitude gets lower some kind gas gets realized and people start to die. I remember he had a part of the bomb/gas/clock thing in a pen in his sock. He put this clock or jewelry box thing under his seat in the plane then gets off before take off. It doesn't look like pandora's clock i watched the trailer, its not executive decision. I just cant seem to figure it out. I also vaguely remember that the gas or w/e it was was stolen from a military base or something i'm not sure. Thanks in advance and hopefully someone else recalls the movie

What should I get my family for Christmas? I am a freshman in college and I am also an art major but there is not enough time to draw tham anything. My mother enjoys fancy face creams or exquisite jewelry boxes. My father..I don't realy like him but he'd really appreciate a gift..anything really I'm not sure. My step-grandmother is allergic to most fabrics..has fine short hair, likes cute alpalca teddys but is kinda of rich..so she already has many fancy stuff..including amazing thousand dollar piece original artwork... My stepgrandpa.I don't know him very well, we never talk and i've only known him for a year or so. He and his wife both LOVE birds, nature(flower) and the news..they were both biology professors before they retired. My stepdad is the typical cool nerd who plays WOW or Gears of War..I'm not sure. He is only 30 years old and is really tall. He owns a blue ray player and he already has a bunchhh of DVD's. So far, I'm getting my mother some nice lotion/body stuff from the Body Shop :) My stepgrandma a jar of cookie mix (its cuter than it sounds) My muslim boyfriend some Nag Chumpa insense.. Best friend soem perfume from Pac Sun and a kitty plushie. so who is left are the men.. Please help me I liked the gifts.com site. I think I'm getting my stepdad some cheese that I made fun of him for liking since it was sticky and gunky.

The daughter I'll never have, will you be so kind as to comment? A foolish thought to even boast now I wonder, why did I post? The hand written sign in crayon announces "This is Sarah's room" A foolish gesture I suppose assuming within I'll find my 'Rose' in my within, the supposed host, a tomb will not bear a child from my womb. It's filled with a crib and girlish things. An angel statue with painted wings A ring taken from a carousel, The fragrance of her life does dwell. I tidy and dust it every day, putting her toys and books away. The Pink jewelry box, plays a classical song I take my time there, stay far too long. Not ever will I hear a single gasp Not ever will I feel her night tears, or her grasp Eyes wide open in the depth of my blight I live now in her eternal night. It took me 9 months to prepare her space even imagined an infant smile on a beautiful face I thought I was creating perfection silly I was in my self deception. One day she'll grow up tall and slim Challenge boys at their sport in the school gym. Dance the Ballet, That's what my Sarah will do one day. She'll meet a nice young man one day in life who will love her, yet take her away, as his wife. I will sit in her room, when, and again The crib, dusted, still empty then Goodnight, rest well, sweet Angel mine.

What do you think of the beginning of my story? I have been working very hard on this book, and have 127 pages written so far. I am only 13, but I hope to get published someday :) Tell me what you think! It's only the second draft, so there may be some mistakes! This is about the 3rd chapter, so it may be a little confusing, but I have already had some comments on the first 3 chapters :) Thanks! Detective Jenkins drove away with a whoosh, leaving me standing in the driveway of my cousins. I stood there until I could see her car no longer, then walked apprehensively to the door and knocked. A few moments later, the door opened and a little girl peeked out. “Who are you?” She asked boldly. “You must be Anna Rose,” I commented. “I need to talk to your mom.” Anna Rose stared at me for a minute. Then she fled, slamming the door behind her. Startled, I heard her shouting for her mom. Soon, a flustered-looking woman came to the door. “Oh!” She cried. “You must be Elliana. Please, come in!” I picked up my bags and followed her into the huge house. She turned once we were inside. “You must call me Aunt Rose,” She told me. “I’m sorry about my little girl. She’s a bit impulsive.” She sighed and beckoned me to follow her farther into the almost-mansion. I was led through a small hallway and into a huge living area. A chestnut staircase spiraled upwards to a balconied second floor. “Most of the bedrooms are upstairs,” She told me. “But the guest bedroom, yours, is over here.” She said to me as we went around the stair case to the back of the house. An open door greeted me. I glanced at her, realizing that this was my room, and went inside, quietly shutting the door behind me. Although a small room, it was well furnished. A large, four post bed sat on one wall, with a writing desk, dresser, and standing lamp on the other side. A large picture window and window seat faced the door. Overall, I liked my room. I put my bags on the bed and quickly unpacked my clothes, putting them in the dresser. I then opened my second bag and reverently took out a picture frame. The picture inside was of me and my parents, before my dad died. I carefully put it on the dresser and unpacked a stack of books. The final thing I took out was a small jewelry box. Inside it was my mother’s silver heart necklace. Rather than putting it on, I sat it next to the picture frame, open so I could see the necklace any time I needed to. ~~~~~~~~~ The next two weeks passed rather uneventfully. Because my school was so far away, there was no chance of going to it as of right now. Summer was approaching, so we found no reason to enroll me in my cousin’s school right now. And so, I spent my days alone either in my room or outside taking walks. It was on one of these walks that I saw her. It was a women who looked exactly like my mother! I was about a block from my Aunt’s house, near the antique shop. I saw her only from the back, but my hopes soared. I quickly ran to catch up to her, but she was too far away. I was about 10 yards from her, and called out, but she appeared not to hear. I followed her until she disappeared into the back of the antique shop. With only a moment’s hesitation to read the sign on the door that read, “Restricted area. Employees only! Trespassers will be prosecuted!” I opened the door and went inside. The hallway I entered into was carpeted with soft yellow walls and brightly lit. There was no sign of my mother anywhere in the hallway, so I proceeded forward. The hallway branched off to the left. I looked into it, but, seeing no one, continued forward. Suddenly, I heard a soft rustle behind me. I turned, but before I got even halfway, I was hit from behind by a heavy force, knocking me to the ground. I caught a last glimpse of well-polished brown shoes before passing out. Chapter 4 A few minutes later, a strong, middle-aged man entered his boss’s office. “What is it, Harrison?” His boss demanded from behind a well-used wooden desk. “We found the girl, sir,” The man, Harrison, said. His boss glanced up from his paper work. “Already?” Harrison nodded. “Good work, Harrison.” His boss said, pleased. Harrison, unused to praise from his boss, glanced down at his well-polished brown shoes. “Thank you, sir.”

Can i get this guy back in jail, he has been arrested more then 15 times in milford ct.? I met this guy, on the internet on singles.net, he totally fooled me ,i'm a total fool because i did not pay attention to he's weird canaving mothe, i will write about him, this felon is probation for running a drug house, impersonating , assulting. He said he was a changed man! silly me stupid me, Well one day ,he came to ny to visit me, for 3 days, finally on that monday, i told him he had to go back home, because i did not want him there while i was at work, there is more to the story, but i will make it short, finally i on my lunch time i took the looser to the bus stop, since he did not have a car i lend him $20 of my $$$, because i told him i will not waste my gas taking him the port jefferson ferry, as i drove off i saw the looser getting into a cab? i rushed home because i had this feeling he had done something to get me back..so i ran to my dresser where i had my wallet with cash, i checked my jewelry box, my tennis bracelet and my watch were gone, i freaked , called he's canaving mother, after i told her what he had done, she asked me "are you sure" i told her i was calling the cops, and i hung up, he started to harrass me by calling me more then 10 15 times within that hour, i went to the police, filed a report, wrote a statement to fax over he's parole officer, but i was not able to get a order of protection against him? because he did not threatened me? i still receive private call, i know it's him. The detective called me told me he spoke with him, off course he denied everything, can i go back and file another report because he still calling me? i want him arrested please help.

What do you think of your old writing? Have you ever found a story or idea that you wrote a long time ago (like many years before)? What did you think of it, if you have? I'm just asking because I recently found an old short story that I wrote when I was in 2nd grade about a woman who finds the ghost of a little girl locked in a jewelry box in her attic. I read it and immediately thought, "What the hell was I thinking?" I was so strange back then. And the names! Oh my lord, the names were so awful. The woman had the last name Venezuela, and I just called her Ms. Venezuela throughout the entire thing. I mean, what the F? That's the name of a country? Man, that's embarrassing. Anyone else want to share?

can someone name these 3 lifetime movies please :-(? hi, i've had a few movies on my mind that i need help finding. 2 are older [90s maybe] the other is more recent....its making me mad because i used to know the names off all these and even had one recorded on my dvr the first one is from late 80s or 90s. its about a high school senior who is a cheer leader. i remember her moving to california with her "boyfriend" to model. she needs a job and sees modeling ads. the problem is they are tricks to get people into doing porn and nudity shots. she becomes lured in and her 'boyfriend" leaves her. i remember her family doesnt know and thinks she's a fashion model. when she went home to visit her family she shows them nude pix of herself and her mom gets mad and sad. i think they go to a mall and rumors circulate that shes a porn star. i remember her being nominated for best porn star of the year. she starts to lose "acting jobs" and is broke. i knw she starts doing cocaine. i remember at the end she either shot herself or had a drug overdose. they show her first laying in her bed the day she is supposed to move out of this guy's house then it shows her in a hospital where she dies. the second one is old also. i dnt remember much but there are a group of highschool student..maybe all girls and one of the friends THINKS she killed another girl. something about her body being in the woods or a ditch or something. i remember they find an earring of the victim in the girl who thinks she killed her's jewelry box or something. i know at the end they caught the killer or found out she died from other circumstances or something like that. the last movie is recent. i dont know when it came out but i saw it on LMN a month or 2 ago. a lady [she works for a law firm] has a well off family and an adopted sister. they mention that her grandmother left her $4 million. she meets a man that works in a bank and they eventually marry and move into a townhouse her parents bought for them. she starts to believethat he is trying to hurt her. he keeps doing things to confuse her like exchanging a shirt for another color, hiding her keys, mixing up her paperwork. i know she ended up in the hospital for a couple days saying her hubby is trying to kill her. the husband starts working for her father who owns a home security company. the sister and husband turn out to be in cahoots and plots the woman's murder for the $4 million. when the woman figures out that her husband has lied about his name and identity they [husband and sister] stage her death and make it look like she commited suicide. they have the funeral and everything. the sister and husband have sex in the townhouse after the funeral and the "dead" woman shows up with the cops or something. the sister and husband end up getting arrested...there were scenes where the woman got in contact with the husband's mother whom he lied and said was dead and the mother warns the woman about her son[the husband]. pleasehelp and feel free to post movies u need names for

what's the best Valentine's Day gifts for women in 2010 ? 2010 Valentine's Day is coming! Have you got some sound ideas about what to choose for your sweeties? If you haven't taken any action, you really should take a look at this article as so to avoid getting into a fuss in the last minute. And today I will list down the top 5 gift ideas for women on Valentine's Day, hoping it can help you in some way. Chocolate Although the chocolate is considered as a plain gift idea, it is still some indispensible gift for women in Valentine's Day. A box of heart-shaped chocolate will melt the heart of your girl and show her how deep you love her. Just make sure that the chocolate you choose is her favorite since this details also shows your care and considerate. Flowers It seems that beautiful flower is the best and most convenient way to express your love and care. Sending flowers to your sweeties is equal to say "I love you". And red rose is always the first choice of many people, but keep in mind that it may be not to the taste of your girls. So choose the flowers that are right to your girl's mind as well as Valentine's Day! Jewelry As it was said that jewelry is to women what tobacco is to men. So if you send jewelry to the women you love, they will be very happy. And these brand jewelry, such as Tiffany jewelry, have many amazing jewelry specially designed for Valentine's Day. No matter the heart-shaped Tiffany keys or the romantic heart pendants are sound choice. Lingerie Your honey hopes that she can be sexy and attractive forever in your eyes. And sending her a set of sexy and sweet lingerie is to tell her that her figure is perfect enough to attract you. How can she be not excited? So believe me, a set of lingerie is also a good choice for women as Valentine's Day gift. Perfume Every woman wants to be beautiful and attractive and perfume makes woman become much more attractive. Therefore, the lady you love will never refuse a box of special perfume. Just make sure that the flavor you choose is to her taste and quality. Anyway, when choosing valentine's gift, you have to make sure that the gift is chosen according to the interest and preference of the woman you love. Wish each of you have a good Valentine's Day! so, what's you best Valentine's Day gift ?

Have you ever out witted a crook? How smart is this man?!? BELLEVUE, WASHINGTON: A man in Washington state made sure a pair of burglars did not get away with his three flat-screen televisions - he moved their getaway car. Patrick Rosario was in the basement of his Bellevue home on Tuesday when he heard the burglars upstairs. The Seattle Times says the 32-year-old Rosario, who had been laid off from his job as a Washington Mutual bank manager, called police while he sneaked out of the house. He saw a white van sitting in front of his house with the motor running and the keys in the ignition, and he got in and drove it to a friend's house. Police say the burglars left the televisions, a laptop computer and a jewellery box by the door and took off on foot. The sheriff's office said no arrests had been made.

what is this song im thinking of? some of the lyrics are " you said you would never leave me ha ha ha " " your jewellery box glued with jewlels" It's a sad song about a school girl dying and it's being sung from the boyfriends point of view, saying how much he misses her, but hates her for leaving him. A man sings the song and im pretty sure there is only a guitar i the background. Christy - you are WAY off!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Opinions on my writing please.? I want to be an author, and I'm writing a novel at the moment. I have had a few literary agents say that I write well but would like some opinions. Please don't be cruel but constructive criticism welcome. Thank you in advance :-) P.S I know you don't know the story but just go by the writing. Lisa sat on her bed, anger surged through her body, she felt hot, tense, agitated. Fury boiling inside her. She didn't understand it. It was the kind of anger that was completely unreasonable. The kind of anger that made her want to lift her jewellery box off her dressing table and throw it at the mirror above it. The kind of anger that made her want to smash her radio against the wall until it was quiet. The kind of anger that made her want to take some scissors and slice the flesh on her arms. She rolled up her sleeve and ran her fingers along the red scars that decorated her arm. She breathed in deep, closing her eyes. She hated feeling so confused, her emotions were always all over the place and she just wanted to feel calm and peaceful. Anything could set her off, and she'd find her relief the only way she knew how. The scars were ugly. But so was she, or at least that's how she felt and what her mother had told her over and over. Lisa could still remember the first time her mother told her she was ugly. Her mother's breath stank of vodka that night, it stank of vodka most nights. Lisa still couldn't drink vodka. Her mother woke her, she'd been out drinking with her latest boyfriend and even though it was the middle of the night she had chosen to wake her four year old daughter. Lisa hadn't minded, she loved her mother very much back then. She sat her up, kissed her and told her she loved her. Then after a few seconds of studying Lisa's face she said, "you're so ugly Lisa, you didn't get that from me, you must've got it from your bastard father." And then she left the room to have sex with the man watching them in the door way. Lisa cried. And from then on it became a regular thing until her mother dropped dead of a heart attack aged 38, Lisa didn't cry. Thank you anni333 :-) Thank you EternalD :-) And thanks for the advice , much appreciated. Thank you so much Emma B, I'm hoping to get it published. I'm on chapter 29 and almost finished :-) Thank you for your encouragement and criticism, all really helpful :-) I agree with most of your opinions and as I'm still editing I can fix these things :-) Thanks again everyone. Your encouragement has really inspired me to keep going. satoz_ku thanks alot, all constructive criticism is greatly appreciated, I am learning after all. Thanks!

HELP! My son flushed my engagement ring down the loo!!? i think my 18 month old son dropped my engagement ring down the toilet yesterday when he dropped a phone battery in the loo. Other half said he saw the little man with my ring but thought I'd taken it from him as when he came back in the room he didn't have it. Yesterday I pulled an old phone battery and a sock out of the loo but because I didn't know there was a possibility my ring could have been thrown in, I used to the loo as usual. Then when I went to get my ring from my jewellery box this morning and it was gone, the other half told me he'd seen the baby with it. Had house torn apart looking....can it have gone right down the toilet without the toilet being flushed? the toilet has been flushed three times since yesterday (we were out all day yesterdaty and stayed at my mum's last night, so we only got home this morning!) so I'd like to know.....would it be possible to get my ring back if it has been flushed away, and could the ring have totally disappeared without the loo being flushed? (which would have been when the phone battery got dropped in along with a sock....) Alexis and to everyone thinking I left it within easy reach of my baby son. It's not his fault, he's just a child. But for the record, my ring was in my jewellery box on my dresser, where he can't usually get to. Unfortunately for us, just recently he has learned to climb up on chairs, just as any other small child learns to do. It's not anyone's fault it's just one of those things. Try being a bit less harsh if you can please, I've been in tears all morning.

Adopt a project—gain media, marketing exposure! Feel good! Take a chance. Something new for you!? Here’s an opportunity to show your talent. Adopt a century home in Hartville, Ohio. Make the first floor a retro store and the upstairs an apartment. It’s already divided and structurally sound. The people who lived in it before made a real mess. We’ve been cleaning and gutting it for days. This is a great media opportunity to shine! All local and national TV and print media will be contacted and invited to cover the event. Local radio and other media will also be invited. As a journalist, I will write an article about the experience. And you can put a permanent sign advertising your name services. Previously I had a tiny boutique in Hartville. We did well, but the space was too small to carry enough product to really make any money. We closed and moved our merchandise to other area boutiques. Merchandise is an eclectic array of mostly USA-made jewelry, clothing, accessories, books. Funky stuff. Men’s’ women’s’ kids’ stuff. Some even new. Products we are considering (we had most before)previously owned, like-new clothing and accessories, home décor, antiques, books (used and new), hand-blown glass beads (made in the USA), hand-made wooden cigar box purses (made in the USA), purse-making supplies, rare antique wooden cigar boxes and cigar box purse-making materials, Burt’s Bees Products and Watkins Products. It’s an eclectic mix of vintage and new. All upscale. No musty smells, and I act as a personal shopper to customers—tracking their likes and calling them if I have something I know they would enjoy. Previously I took articles on consignment, though it was a hassle. The feel of a New York posh shop is what I had at my tiny boutique. Now I have the first floor of a century home in the downtown business district of Hartville, Ohio. We’re also remodeling upstairs for a tenant, and landscaping. I’m looking for a creative team to adopt my project. Thank you for your consideration. Silent investors welcome. References available (from customers, friends, employers). Thank you.

Which one is the funniest? Three men were waiting at Heaven's Gate. St. Peter says, "OK, guys, pretty much anything goes up here, but whatever you do, never lie, or you will spend the rest of eternity with the ugliest women in the universe." So they all agree and are admitted in. The first guy makes it a week before he lies about how rich he was on Earth. Bam! Right at his side appears the ugliest woman he had ever seen. The second guy makes it another couple weeks before he lies about how smart he is. Bam! At his side appears the second ugliest woman in the universe. So the first two guys are walking around with their monsters of women when they see their third friend walking with the hottest woman ever conceived by man. The first two guys say in unison, "How did you land with that babe when we get stuck with these nasty women?" He nudges the babe and says, "Tell them." She says to the first two guys, "I lied." One day, 3 men rushed their wives into the Emergency Room for labor. After a while, the doctor came out and said, "Mr. Smith, Mr. Smith, are you here?" "Yes doctor, im right here," he said anxiously. "Great news," explained the doctor, "Twins!" "Wow, thats great, because I work for the DoubleMint company." About 5 minuter later, the doctor came out and yelled, "Mr. Jones, Mr. Jones, are you hear?" "I'm right year Doc," he said. "Mr. Jones, great news, triplets!" "Spectacular!" he said. "Because I work for 3M." A while later, the doctor came out again and said, "Mr. Ford, Mr. Ford, are you here?" "Right here docta," he said. "Wonderful news! It's-" "Wait a minute!" the man said. "I ain't stickin' around for this! I work at the 7-11." One day in the forest, 3 guys were just hiking along a trail when all of a sudden, a huge pack of indians attaked them and knocked them out. When they woke up, they were at the leader of the tribe's throne. The chief then said "All of your lives may be spared if you can find ten of one fruit and bring them back to me." So after a while the first man returned with 10 apples. The cheif then ordered him to stick all ten of them up his butt without making any expression at all on his face. He had a little bit of trouble with the first one and started crying while trying to put the next one in. He was soon killed. Later, the next guy came in with 10 grapes. The cheif soon ordered him to do the same as the first guy. After to the 9th grape, the man started laughing so hard for no apperant reason, and was killed. The first two guys soon met in heaven and the first guy ask the second, "Why did you start laughing? You only needed one more grape and you'd have gotten away!" The second guy answered while still laughing, "I couldn't help it. I saw the third guy walking in with pineapples." Some not too smart gangsters decide to rob a bank. After several days of planning they agree on the best plan. The next day they get to work and are able to get into the bank relatively easy thanks to their planning. Once inside the main vault they discover one wall is full of safety deposit boxes and start to work on them immediately. They drill and pry open the first box only to find a small container of vanilla pudding inside. The Head Gangster says, "Okay, well, at least we can eat it." So they eat the pudding. They drill and pry open up the second safety deposit box and there sits another pudding. They decide to devour it too. Determined to find the goods, the process continues for the rest of the night until all the safety deposit boxes have been opened. They didn't find any money or jewelry in any of the boxes. Disappointed the head gangster said, "Well, at least they left something for us to eat." The next day, while listening to the news they hear:"Yesterday the largest SPERM bank in the USA was robbed by an unknown group of people....." LoL I don't mind at all

How can I make my gangster/robber love story more interesting or give it a good twist? Well, I'll get down to the rough plot: It's set in the late 1950's and is told through the perspect of the main female character and her life as a "moll" for a man who robs banks. At the threatre where her mother and her are watching the opera (it's one of her many favorite indulgences) she sees a man from across the room in another private box surrounded by a group of men (who she later discovers is his co-workers or gang members). His eyes hold her in and she is immediately fascinated by the mystery he presents. After the threatre, she discovers he is a bank robber when he holds up the threatre in the foyer, his gang proceeding to take the money off many men and women confined into the room. He tries to woo her by taking her away from her mother and taking her out to dinner (where he is very blatant and says that he "gets very frustrated when he doesn't reach out and grabs the things he wants," subsequently meaning her). Later, when he excuses himself from the table she takes the advantage to flee from him leaving him very frustrated, then the next morning he tracks her down and she finally agrees to go out to dinner with him again with her consent. At dinner he reveals who he is (a notrious member of [insert gang name]) although she isn't familiar with him as he hasn't read the newspapers often. He makes a deal that if she stays with him, he'll give her everything she has ever wanted; cars, clothes, jewellery... And that is all I have brainstormed into my story so far. Could anyone know how I can make more of a twist to it? I'd really appreciate any help, or what would you think be a good storyline? Thanks. :)

Help, I need a name?!?!>!? Name still needed Customers named my last store. My husband Jim and I made cigar box purses. Jim did the handwork and signed his initials to each purse. No two were alike and each was numbered. Customers just starting calling us JPK for James Paul Karasek. I just added boutique because I carried clothing, jewelry, accessories, home décor and a potpourri of new and vintage treasures. I’m opening a new store in a century-old, colonial home right next to my Hartville home. I want to get away form the boutique name because men don’t like coming into a boutique. Plus, I want to go with a retro feel. I want to find metal pieces that can be used as shelving and décor. An upscale, retro place. About 50 people sent names when I asked before. Cute names, but nothing that felt right. I had an easier time naming my children. I’m stuck! I want a retro feeling name that will attract men and women. I’ll have previously-owned, like new clothing, jewelry and accessories. I’ll also have new items: Burt’s Bees and Watkins products. And, previously owned and new books. We’re renovating the space now. The store is just the first floor. The previous tenants left it a disaster. We’ve been knocking down walls, getting rid of cat-peed carpet and tearing off old wallpaper. I wish a designer and builder team would adopt the project. It sure would be a great advertisement for them. We have an empty shell now. We have to rip up more flooring and parts of the ceiling before starting on design. Anyway, I really need help. You’re creative. Would you please help me find a name? Also, if you have suggestions about décor, I welcome those, too. Shoe-string is an overstatement for my budget. If you know other creative people, would you please ask for their opinion? I want to stay away from anything implying thrift shop. Must be upscale. I have to get a new vendor’s license and file my business paperwork. To do that, I need a name. I really, really need help. Men are big buyers of Burt's Bees and Watkins Products. That's why I need them. Also, they buy gifts for their special someone. We aalready have in town: Creative Treasures Country Store Hartville Mercantile Hartville MarketPlace Here's some: The Store Buzz Clamor Clank Trinkets & Treasures I'll post others I got Here's the feel of the store: upscale, clean and classy. Not mall-like. Unique. Not at all flea market. Jazz music, mixed with oldies from the 20s, 30s, 40s. Pleasant smelling. Yankee plug in Macintosh is heavenly. Customers are known by name. They get one-to-one attention. Very often I help them problem solve. That's what I had at my last store. I actually thought about offering muse services. People say I’m a great barnstormer/problem solver.

Star If You Like These Jokes A young fellow ran into an old man who was carring a bag. "What's in the bag?" the youngster asked. "magic apples", the old man replied. "Prove it", said the young man. "Well, besides apples, what is your favorite two fruits?" asked the old man. "Watermelon and peaches", he answered. The man handed him an apple and told him to try it out. The boy took a bite and said that it tasted like a watermelon. "Ok, turn it over", he said. The boy did and took another bite and said that it tasted like a peach. The youngster still wasn't convinced that they were magic. The old fellow told him to name something else that he liked to eat. "I like to eat p**sy." he snapped. The man handed him another apple and told him to try it. He took a big bite, spit it out, wipped his mouth and esclaimed, "That tasted like shit". The old man looked at him, smiled and said, "Turn it over." Joke 2: Some not too smart gangsters decide to rob a bank. After several days of planning they agree on the best plan. The next day they get to work and are able to get into the bank relatively easy thanks to their planning. Once inside the main vault they discover one wall is full of safety deposit boxes and start to work on them immediately. They drill and pry open the first box only to find a small container of vanilla pudding inside. The Head Gangster says, "Okay, well, at least we can eat it." So they eat the pudding. They drill and pry open up the second safety deposit box and there sits another pudding. They decide to devour it too. Determined to find the goods, the process continues for the rest of the night until all the safety deposit boxes have been opened. They didn't find any money or jewelry in any of the boxes. Disappointed the head gangster said, "Well, at least they left something for us to eat." The next day, while listening to the news they hear:"Yesterday the largest SPERM bank in the USA was robbed by an unknown group of people....." Joke 3: The town fathers were looking for a way to increase attendance and participation at their regular meetings. One member suggested bringing in a hypnotist. The officials agreed, a famous hypnotist was hired, publicity distributed, and everyone was pleased. A few weeks later the meeting hall was packed, and the town's people sat fascinated as the hypnotist withdrew a pocket watch. The hypnotist began chanting... "Watch the watch, watch the watch, watch the watch..." The crowd became mesmerized as the watch swayed back and forth, light gleaming off its polished surface. Hundreds of pairs of eyes followed the swaying watch, until suddenly the hypnotist's fingers slipped and the watch fell to the floor... "Shit" said the hypnotist. It took three weeks to clean up the town hall. Star If You Like Them, I May Need Ur Opinion Plzz....

Ten worst gifts to buy a woman? 1. Never give a woman any kind of household appliance or something that is going to make "housework" easier. For instance, a blender, a toaster, a new vacuum, one of those mops they advertise on tv that does everything but suck the life out of you, anything in a informercial. The only wise choice is a new washing machine with a turbo spin cycle. (Makes laundry day go by pretty fast when you can at least sit on it during spin-dry and end up smiling the rest of the day.) 2. Any bulk cleaning supplies, "honey, I got you that large box of Tide you have been wanting." "This Windex should last you a while." "I got a good deal on the industrial strength toilet bowl cleaner." All I can say is, be prepared to run. I have faith that if you would have at least stopped and thought about what would be a much more intimate gift, you would have had the sense to spring for the $5 Chia Pet you were eyeing in Kmart. 3. Any sharp objects made by Ronco which slices or dices, or a set of ginsu knives. These may one day be used as a weapon against you when you come home with lipstick on your collar after a "night out with the boys." 4. Do not buy gifts for yourself and pretend they are for her. "Honey, I'm sure you'll get a lot of use out of the new drill I bought you." By then she will have put it to good use by drilling a quarter inch hole into the side of your skull for even thinking she would accept such a lame gift. After a gift like this, you probably won't be around for NEXT Christmas. 5. Any lingerie made of flannel, such as a pair of feet pajamas with a trap door in back. A Little Mermaid or Barney cartoon character nightgown. It gives her the idea that you do not consider her the sexy woman that she is. Take out that wallet and buy her something sexy from Victoria Secret (just like you did for your mistress or other girlfriend). 6. No name perfume which costs you $1.99, such as Eu de Toilet, which actually smells like the bathroom, moldy fruit, or your dirty socks. If you are going to buy her perfume, spring for the brand names. 7. Any type of cubic zirconia jewelry you see on the Home Shopping Network. It will be quite embarrassing when she is showing off that fabulous diamond to her friends and tries to cut glass with it. (We actually test them you know.) Also, now would not be a good time to buy her that set of diamond nipple clamps you always wanted to, you know how we like to show off our jewelry and it could get embarrassing at the New Year's party when she decides to show them off to your buddies. 8. Please do not buy her clothes because you think for one minute you have good taste in woman's clothing. Well, perhaps you might if you are a transvestite, but all in all, believe me, she'll smile and say its beautiful while choking back tears and mumbling under her breath, "were the hell would I ever wear this outfit without being arrested for bad taste?" An additional hint, plaids do not go with stripes (even though you think your golfing outfit looks just fine). Its a known fact to the rest of the world that that is a taboo. In the Northeast, thats like wearing white after Labor Day. 9. Do not give her a gift certificate to Jenny Craig or Weight Watchers. Most men would know better, especially the ones who have learned the correct response to "do these pants make me look fat." If you are one of the poor souls who still doesn't get it and purchased a gift like this, be prepared for the silent treatment for a month. (Although that may be something you would actually look forward to.) A better alternative would be hiring a Chippendale dancer as a personal trainer to get her motivated into getting fit. 10. Last but not least, never buy a woman anti-wrinkle cream, or a book on "How not to be Nasty Sunday through Saturday." These are not considered gifts, they are considered reasons for seriously injuring the person who bought it and just may stand up in court of law.

I had a weird dream about an abandoned apartment district? I had a weird dream about an abandoned apartment district... I don't remember how I got there ,but here it goes... I'm walking around in a parking lot of an abandoned apartment district and I see a door that has been left open so I walk in and I walk up the stairs to this door that is slightly ajar and when I walk in I see something almost like a nursery and there are all these toys and stuff that little children might like to play with. I'm just walking around checking the place out when I see a music box with {I think a unicorn on it} I check out the music box ,but I go down to the drawer below it and I find a whole bunch of men's watches. I find one that looks like a 80's digital watch and take it for myself. I look back at the music box and I decide to take that with me too after dumping out all the jewelry and stuff in it. All of a sudden I hear as loud and as crystal clear as if I was hearing it over an intercom "The Police are here and have surrounded the building! Come out!" So I run out of the building with the music box that I found and the police are outside a different building and I ask the police officer what's going on. I can't remember what he had said ,but it was said in a friendly tone though. Then I woke up. The apartment looked almost like the one I used to live in when I was a child. Also, I'm not sure why the music box was there ,but I do like unicorns if that helps shed any light on the situation. Also, I just got home from my surgery and I'm taking Vicodin.

It's National Laugh At Your Wife Day (comment appreciated)!!!? Three wife jokes, tell me what you think. A man was walking down the street n the middle of summer, eating a snow cone. He sees the most unusual funeral march he had ever seen: two hearses were driving down the street, one proceeding the other, behind them was a man walking his dog, and behind him were a hundred men walking in a straight line. He walks up to the man walking the dog and ask: "What's going on here?" "Well, it's the funeral service for my wife and mother in law." "How did they die, if you don't mind me asking?" "Well, my wife was a very cruel, mean-spirited woman who constantly asked me to buy her things. I got her cars, jewelry, perfume, everything she wanted, and yet she was never happy." "One day, she asks me to buy her a dog. I get her this dog, and so, sensing evil, he attacks her. He starts mauling at her face, with the intent of finishing her off. My mother in law, seeing this, immediately leaps to pull the dog off, and he turns around and mauls HER as well. They both died, and this is their funeral." "Hmm... that's a pretty nice dog. Can I borrow him for the evening?" "Get in line." A man lived alone with his wife, and like the wife in the previous one, she always forced her husband to buy her things. The one thing she always wanted him to buy her was a sports car, but he could never afford one. This goes on for years, until one day, before the wife's birthday: "Do you know what I want this year?" "I don't know, what?" "Let me put it this way, tomorrow morning, I'm going to wake up, and go out to the front yard to look at our driveway. If I don't see something in it that doesn't go from 0 to 200 in six seconds, I'm going to castrate you. Understand?" "Oh, I understand." The next day comes. She wakes up, goes out to the front yard, and looks at her driveway. She sees a box, 18 inches by 18 inches, sitting in the driveway. "Hmm...big box to put car keys in." She walks over, picks it up, and brings it inside. She opens the box... and finds a bathroom scale. A woman comes home one day to hear weird noises coming from the upstair bedroom. She goes in and finds her husband fooling around with another woman. She promptly reaches into her purse, pulls out a gun, and points it to her head. Her husband shouts: "Honey, please don't do this to yourself! I couldn't live with myself if you did!" She says, with a smirk: "Don't worry @$$hole... (pulls back the hammer) you're next!!!"

What do you think of my story? Prologue If I told you I was a normal teenage girl from Atlanta, I would be lying. There’s really nothing “normal” me. At age six my parents gave me ten bucks to go into the grocery store and get a box of cereal. I bought the cereal and waited on the bench for two straight days, waiting for my parents to return. Finally the store manager called Child Services. I stayed in a lot of group homes and learned that some people don’t care about how old you are before the steal away all your innocence. When I was nine, a teenage boy at a group home in New York raped me. When I told my social worker she told me that sometimes those things just happen. At ten, a nice couple decided to take me in for a while. They even took me to France. Which is where they left, sold me actually. To a man who needed an innocent face to deliver his drugs. That lasted about a year. Soon enough, I snuck away one night. Made it to Paris. There, I survived by stealing. Something I learned I had quite a niche for. First it was just food. An apple from the market, a banana, or perhaps even a biscuit from the bakery. But it got so easy. Pick pocketing, my next step up the latter. Men in business coats who constantly are counting their Euro and buying a ton of coffee, women who wear fur coats and lots of jewelry, teenagers who wear the top brand of clothing and walk with their heads held higher than everyone else. Those are the people I chose. People who could spare some. But still, I get bored. The first time I wanted something and decided to take it by force, came to a shock to even me. I was walking along the side walk and I saw it. A cross necklace. Diamonds on each end. White gold from the cross to the chain. Just like the one my momma had. But I was sure hers wasn’t real. Hers was just a dollar store necklace with some 2 cent rhinestones. This was the necklace I wanted and I was sure going to get. That night, I stayed in the ally way behind the store until 2:21 AM. I slid my backpack inside a crack in the brick wall. There I stood, slipping on my black gloves and spandex. My long black, curly hair was tied into a French roll and covered with a tight black hat. This time I had to be careful. This was a jewelry store. Pulling a medal nail file out of my pocket, I used to it to unscrew the out side vent. Two seconds later I was inside. A can of spray paint, a lock pick kit, and a rope with a harness. I was in, out, and hooking my necklace around my neck in 2 minutes 22 seconds. A start of an epidemic. Now I’m fourteen and one of the top thieves for higher in the world. Just call me Robin.   The Title is "If Robin Hood was a Woman, He'd Enjoy the Tights" In the first chapter Robin is talking about her most recent job and how she's going to do it, but when she actually goes to the Bank Ball she learns that she wasn't the only one the man hired for this job. He also hired a female grifter to get what he needs if Robin can't get it for him. Later Isabelle, the grifter, and Robin form a bond. For the first time Robin's not on her own and Isabelle is has someone to protect. A mother-daughter bond forms and it becomes dangerous when they get hired to con a mob. What do you think? Be brutal.

What do you think of my story? PLEASE read.? Prologue If I told you I was a normal teenage girl from Atlanta, I would be lying. There’s really nothing “normal” me. At age six my parents gave me ten bucks to go into the grocery store and get a box of cereal. I bought the cereal and sat on the bench for two straight days, waiting for my parents to return. Finally the store manager called Child Services. I stayed in a lot of group homes and learned that some people don’t care about how old you are before the steal away all your innocence. When I was nine, a teenage boy at a group home in New York raped me. When I told my social worker she told me that sometimes those things just happen. At ten, a nice couple decided to take me in for a while. They even took me to France. Which is where they left, sold me actually. To a man who needed an innocent face to deliver his drugs. That lasted about a year. Soon enough, I snuck away one night. Made it to Paris. There, I survived by stealing. Something I learned I had quite a niche for. First it was just food. An apple from the market, a banana, or perhaps even a biscuit from the bakery. But it got so easy. Pick pocketing, my next step up the latter. Men in business coats who constantly are counting their Euro and buying a ton of coffee, women who wear fur coats and lots of jewelry, teenagers who wear the top brand of clothing and walk with their heads held higher than everyone else. Those are the people I chose. People who could spare some. But still, I got bored. The first time I wanted something and decided to take it by force, came to a shock to even me. I was walking along the side walk and I saw it. A cross necklace. Diamonds on each end. White gold from the cross to the chain. Just like the one my momma had. But I was sure hers wasn’t real. Hers was just a dollar store necklace with some 2 cent rhinestones. This was the necklace I wanted and I was sure going to get. That night, I stayed in the ally way behind the store until 2:21 AM. I slid my backpack inside a crack in the brick wall. There I stood, slipping on my black gloves and spandex. My long black, curly hair was tied into a French roll and covered with a tight black hat. This time I had to be careful. This was a jewelry store. Pulling a medal nail file out of my pocket, I used to it to unscrew the out side vent. Two seconds later I was inside. A can of spray paint, a lock pick kit, and a rope with a harness. I was in, out, and hooking my necklace around my neck in 2 minutes 22 seconds. A start of an epidemic. Now I’m fourteen and one of the top thieves for higher in the world. Just call me Robin.   Chapter One Sitting in a desk with my head down, appearing to be asleep, I listened intently to my science teacher. She is explaining genetics. How one is dominate over another. Things I already knew. Here I went by Atlanta George. Get it? Yea, I know, so sly. To my clients I’m known as Robin. But to myself, I realize I have no real name. No one ever called me by a name until a few years ago when I restarted school, and that was just a name I made up. Don’t sweat the small details with the whole parent/ guardian stuff. When you’re a thief, things like this are easy. Anyway, since I’m sure you don’t want to hear about how genetics are past from parent to offspring, I’ll catch you up on my current client. Jeffry Collins is a rich man that needs an unofficial hand getting a hold of some documents to keep his company out of a law suit that could probably take him for everything he’s worth. So he called me. These documents have been removed from every hard drive in his company’s files, but one copy remains. This copy is in a vault in the basement of the Bank of England. A job that will take time a thought. But I have until Thursday. The Bank of England was originally built in 1732 by George Sampson. So everything is old school. Real old school. The vault is in the basement. Each floor has 4 security guards except for the basement; there’s 6. One in each hallway and two in front of the vault. A challenge for a fourteen year old girl, right? Wrong! I could do this in my sleep! The problem is, Thursday night there is a ball. Security will be off the charts. Not only because the American Black President will be there but also the royal family. No children. Normally I can pass for 18-20 but any older I’m really pushing it. This time, I’m not going to be able to just walk in like I normally do with a fake ID and a formal dress. I’m going to have to be invisible to everyone there. So I was thinking, go in threw the vents, weasel into a locked elevator shaft, drop a couple stories, climb in some more vents, set off an alarm on the top floor, get the documents and get out. It’s a lot harder than most of my jobs, but it’s not the hardest. Besides, this man is offering half a million. With that I could- yeah, I don’t know what I could do it. Save it until I am out of school? Buy a private island with all the money I have in my “Coll Buy a private island with all the money I have in my “College” saving account? Yeah, I don’t really know yet. Glancing at the clock and seeing it was 3:00, I grabbed my backpack and stood up just as the bell rang. I almost made it to the door before I heard Madam Beaumont’s high voice, screeching my name. “Atlanta! Atlanta!” Spinning around on my toes, I stared at her not attempting to hide my annoyance. “Yes?” I snapped. I was so tired of Madam Beaumont. She wouldn’t bother me near as much if she could learn how to keep her nose on her face instead of in my business. Somehow that seemed to be difficult for her. “Could your parents please come to the conferences tomorrow night? I’d very much like to speak with them,” she said taking a seat behind her wooden desk. Ugh, not this again! I rolled my eyes and tossed my backpack on the floor. “Madam, look. My parents work and they often can’t make it. Tomorrow Mom has a staff meeting and my father is talking to a client about a client about a problem with their bank account. So don’t get your hopes up.” I knew she had more to say to me, but I grabbed my bag and got out of there. Man she annoyed me. Two buses and a long walk later, I made it home. A small cottage a few miles outside the city was my very first real home. First it was a shack with a broken window and the roof falling in. After my first real job and a hefty payment, I found some unofficial contractor to fix up my home. Amazing what people will do when you pay them ten grand in cash. It was small but it was home. I threw my backpack on the floor, and pulled out my 22 from underneath the couch cushions. Thursday was going to be a serious job, and if I got caught in that vault they aren’t going to hesitate to shoot me in the back a few dozen times. If I was going to do this job, I better get some target practice in. I stacked to hay bales and hung a target. It was a simple dart board design but it served its purpose. The Title is "If Robin Hood was a Woman, He'd Enjoy the Tights" In the first chapter Robin is talking about her most recent job and how she's going to do it, but when she actually goes to the Bank Ball she learns that she wasn't the only one the man hired for this job. He also hired a female grifter to get what he needs if Robin can't get it for him. Later Isabelle, the grifter, and Robin form a bond. For the first time Robin's not on her own and Isabelle is has someone to protect. A mother-daughter bond forms and it becomes dangerous when they get hired to con a mob. What do you think? Be brutal.

Rate my story please !? Criticism & Compliments pleasee !! I'm eleven, by the way(: Early light seeped through the cracks of Marissa’s attic in New York. Marissa was extremely challenged to see what was in the box her mom was trying to hide from her sensitive daughter, so she got up thirty minutes earlier, 5:30. Although being fourteen in age, Marissa took place of a five year old, pouting and making a fuss when something didn’t go the right way. But she couldn’t help it for she had a disease which made her the way she was and couldn’t control her angry nor stress. Otherwise, she was a normal teenager; popular and proud. In the attic, Marissa clearly spotted a big brown box underneath a small, blue album full of photos. The big box clearly smelled like cottage cheese. “Gross,” she whispered to herself, plugging her nose with one hand. With the other, she slid the blue album off the box, making a ‘thud’. As she saw the box, she noticed that her mom taped it the day she placed it into the attic. Marissa left the album she was still holding steadily and quietly rushed to the kitchen counter. Like a mouse, she tried not to make the wood of the floor squeak because it would wake up her mom. Marissa successfully got two pocket knifes; one was green with flowers and the other was a part of her present from her father, who lived in Montana because of business. Her father was a wealthy man working for a person under Montana’s largest company, so he was usually busy. When he got a chance to come to the east side of the United States, he always brought a small gift and most importantly a warm and unforgettable hug. The gift was always something good, useful, and special to Marissa. When she was three years old, her dad got her a Cinderella lullaby, which she loved and took everywhere. When she was twelve years old, he got her a $200 gift card to her favorite store at the local mall. However, lately, Marissa’s dad was very busy and wasn’t able to visit his daughter since an year and two months. Marissa carefully got the green pocket knife and scraped it past the tape, when the box opened magically. It gleamed, it sparkled. It smelled like vanilla ice cream. It was a diamond necklace! But wait, there were scratches and cuts. Worse, there was still a tag on it, which meant it was new. “This has to be a mistake!” she cried to herself. Even a few tears rolled down Marissa’s cold, pale cheek. When those tears touched her mouth, she grimaced at the saltiness. And this, was the way she acted, as a five year old, when she was actually fourteen. She couldn’t comprehend exactly why the necklace looked horrible and not in shape. With her empty hands, she reached towards the box to grab the jewelry, but saw a neon sticky-note flashing towards her view. It seemed like it was meant to be, to catch her attention. She first glanced at the bottom of the note, to discover who the necklace was from. “Why would my father mail me an ugly necklace?!” she shockingly said with her now-cracked voice. At this time, Marissa could hear footsteps from her mom on the second floor, getting off of her bed. Marissa wasn’t even able to read the whole note, and decided to do it another time. How strange would it be to find your daughter in the attic at 6:00 A.M.? Very strange. So, to not make her mom suspicious at any rate, she went out of the attic quickly and quietly. Scurrying up the stairs to at a time, but stepping very lightly. “Phew,” Marissa said to herself after her last, long breath, when she laid down on her twin-sized bed. Luckily, her mom was back sitting on her own bed, figuring out what she had to do that day. “Well, I need... Well, first, I need to go to work and after during my break, go to the market, return to work, and go home. Technically, that’s not a busy day. Mm, okay,” she said to herself. As quickly as can be, she got off the bed and called out Marissa’s name, to wake her up through the hallway. Obviously, her mom believed that she was still dreaming, heavily sleeping in heaven. Marissa led a sigh of relief under her covers and a loud, audible yawn. Marissa got out of bed and looked at herself in a full-view mirror. She inspected herself to find anything different about herself that might be a clue to why her dad would send her a non-valuable necklace. First of all, she noticed that she was still in her striped pajama pants and an oversized t-shirt. Her hair was in the muddy brown colored and messy, as usual in the mornings, so nothing was especially different. She looked through her closet to find her purple, plaid shirt, a pair or worn jeans, and a red zip-up jacket. Her good and expensive jeans were all in the laundry basket, but her mom never got to do the laundry and never put it on her list of things to do. But of course she does it one day or another. While her feet adjusted in her running shoes, she swiftly ran a brush through her thick hair, but it was still put and messy. “Hurry and come down Marissa!” she heard

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What are your thoughts about what this Native American Woman is saying? What does she mean, in your opinion? SHAME ON! by Chrystos fake shamen give me some money I'll make you a catholic priest in a week couple thousand I'll name you pope of our crystal breakfast cereal circle of healers Give me some money you'll be free Give me some money you'll be whole Give me some money you'll be right with past lives zooming by your door Steal from anybody to make a paste-up tacked-on holy cat box of nothing I tell you I'm sincere & that excuses everything I'm a sincere thief a sincere rapist a sincere killer My heart is pure my head is fuzzy give me some money & you'll be clear Your pockets will be anyhow Give me a dime I'll erase your crime Give me a dollar give me ten give me a thousand fastest growing business in america is shame men shame women You could have a sweat same as you took manhattan you could initiate people same as into the elks with a bit of light around your head & some "Indian" jewelry from hong kong, why you're all set Come on now take something more that doesn't belong to you Come on & take that's what you know best Whites take Red turns away Listen I've got a whole bunch of holey underpants you could use in a ceremony you can make up yourself Be a born again Indian it's easy You want to buy spiritual enlightenment we got plenty & if you act today we'll throw in four free 100-watt lightbulbs so you can have your own private halo What did you say? You met lynn andrews in person? That woman ought to be in a bitter herb stew I'll sell you lies half-price better than hers america is starving to death for spiritual meaning It's the price you pay for taking everything It's the price you pay for buying everything It's the price you pay for loving your stuff more than life Everything goes on without you You can't hear the grass breathe because you're too busy talking about being a holy Indian woman two hundred years ago You sure must stink if you didn't let go The wind doesn't want to talk to you because you're always right even when you don't know what you're talking about We've been polite for five hundred years & you still don't get it Take nothing you cannot return Give to others give more Walk quietly Do what needs to be done Give thanks for your life Respect all beings simple & it doesn't cost a penny

What would be a good title for my mystery story? It is about a man who finds a mysterious jewelry box in his closet, followed by a strange smell throughout his house. It ends up being his ex girlfriend who put the box in his closet. (It was stolen.) She was hoping that he would get arrested because it would seem like he stole it. The strange smell was the perfume she wore.

Engagement Rings for Men??? Hey everyone, I have become engaged 3 months ago and I will be honest, I wanna be able to express my love and show everyone by wearing a ring before marriage. I felt so bad about it that my Fiance took a personal ring out of her jewelry box and put it on a chain for me to wear! I still would like to wear one though....even if its just some plain band. Is this uncommon and unheard of? Any opinions on this? Thanks!!!!

What should I do about an antique dealer I think cheated me? My mother passed away six months ago. I have had the responsibility of liquidating her estate. I did not have much luck selling on my own. My aunt recommended this one man saying that he sold a book for her sister for hundreds of dollars. I did contact him and he took quite a few things including furniture, china, framed art, jewelry and boxes of assorted items. I had to sign a contract which he retained - I have no copy of it. So I asked him for a list of the things he took and he said he would send me one when he had a chance to inventory the consignment. This was back in April. I didn't hear anything from him since so I decided to visit his place of business. I didn't see anything there I recognized as my own. So I located him in his back office and confronted him. He acted like he didn't know me or know anything about the items I gave him to sell. Now I'm not sure what to do. I have no proof of what he took from the house. Any ideas how I should proceed or should I do anything?

What was wrong? What did I feel?I live in a major city. Friends invited us to dinner at a downtown restaurant. It was cold winter night we drove downtown, getting there sooner than R reservation time.We drove around downtown for awhile,taking this famous street or that one for timewasting sightseeing, which was fine.We drove on one block full of bright lit jewelry stores,beautiful jewelry displayed in windows.We made a wrong turn & were forced to follow a path that took us directly below the jewelry block. There,the street had a ceiling of the street above.Homeless people in various attempts to keep warm-bundled in blankets, huddled together,shielding themselves with boxes against a biting wind directly below the jewelry stores. One man using a box the size of a washing machine to stay warm by huddling in it,stood up,picked up the box he was inside & moved to another spot to stay warm.Our friend made a comment about him not having to turn in a change of address.All 3 laughed.I stuffed to not overtly cry and looked out my window to hide my face.Which made things worse.I hated friends 4 a bit.Y?

Are there any paintings or works of art featuring a white man and a black woman in love? Are there any paintings or works of art featuring a white man and a black woman? I am a white man, and my girlfriend is black. She doesn't like flowers or jewelry very much, so I wanted to think outside the box. I wanted to get a work of art, like a painting, of a black woman and a white man that are obviously at least attracted to each other, if not in love. If anyone knows, let me know! :) Thank you!

I just watched Ghost Whisperer for the first time! Who is? That brown haired guy that lives in her garage? In this episode she helped two women who we're held captive by a man who took these women from their families. At the end of the episode the brown haired guy that was staying in her garage pulled out a black jewelry box. Who is he? Why did she start crying? Who was the ring for?

Gift ideas for my 18-soon-to-be-19 year old bf? Heres a bit of info about him just to help you with suggestions: He loves to drum He loves his x-box He wears urban'y man jewelry He likes it when I buy him clothes (he likes my taste) But I had this thought of buying him this fone he wants, really nice. And he kind of needs one....... But I also want to get him something really meaningful aswel. Any ideas? Lol I was thinking of buying him a fone.... I think I'll do that. Thanks

What would you do in my situation? I ahve suddenly noticed the six valuable rings (sentimental and cash value) have disappeared from my jewelry box. My 8 year old son insists he didn't take them. No one else lives with us and we are rarely home so we have few visitors. My mother and a friend each have a key. My mom has been there on a couple of occasions to let in a repair man. The friend was last there in April to install an overhead light in my son's room. I just don't know how to approach this in a productive way.

Did everything turn out how you had planned? Transfixed on a little pink box the girl slowly opens, a small brass coil supports a tiny beautiful woman in a wedding gown. The music starts the Wedding Song the beautiful bride twirls like a ballerina to the music, and the girl KNOWS that will be her someday. The dancing bride never told her life would be full of men with good intentions, fragile promises, broken glass walkways. That the path to the aisle would be ridden with brambles and roots to trip. And that really the aisle never existed. Love and logic battled many times in her head. Love won mostly a Pyhhric victory. She, now defeated falls asleep in a twin sized bed with one pillow and a dream of a dancing tiny bride statuette in a pink jewelry box. **Need honest feedback on this one. I know where I want to go with it, but not sure if I went there.

Feeling Pinch, Stores Woo Lagging Shoppers. Evaluate Article? Lackluster sales in this holiday season have retailers scrambling to wring a few last dollars from procrastinators by slashing prices, extending hours and wooing customers more persistently than last year. The moves show that retailers' strategy during this final weekend before Christmas -- when about 10% of holiday sales are expected to take place -- has become increasingly reliant on the same promotions and marathon hours once unique to the "Black Friday" weekend following Thanksgiving. But the discounts also reveal the pinch stores are in this year as the credit crunch, rising gas prices and winter storms have taken a toll on companies dependent on end-of-year sales. The tough economy has left aisles more empty this year. Total foot traffic at U.S. retail outlets took an 8.9% dive during the second full week of December, compared with the same period last year, according to an estimate from ShopperTrak RCT Corp., which bases its numbers on a formula that involves an electronic count of shoppers in malls and other retail outlets nationwide. A bright spot, however, has been online, where aggressive discounting and cut-rate deals on fast shipping have contributed to a surge in spending. From Nov. 1 to Dec. 16, online shoppers spent $23.5 billion, 19% higher than the corresponding days last year, according to comScore Inc., a Reston, Va., market research firm that tracks Web spending and traffic. Videogames, consoles and accessories are the fastest-growing category, more than doubling from the comparable period last year. Furniture, appliances and equipment ranks second, up 63%, while event tickets and consumer electronics are up 29% and 24%, respectively. Now, a final push is on, both online and in stores. Web retailers continued to hunt for business by cutting shipping charges to seal deals before the pre-Christmas shipping window closes. Shoebuy.com, a Boston-based unit of IAC/InterActive Corp. offered free express shipping until today. Online handbag merchant eBags upgraded purchases made by Wednesday from standard shipping to two-day air-shipping through UPS for no extra cost. Brick-and-mortar stores, meanwhile, retooled their hours for the weekend, hoping to spark their own shopping flurry. J.C. Penney Co. stores are staying open until midnight tonight and Saturday. Select Macy's Inc. stores on the East Coast will stay open nonstop throughout the weekend -- 107 hours straight for one branch in Queens. And New York-based FAO Schwarz made discounts of 25% to 50% on certain toys. Ed Schmults, the chief executive officer at FAO Schwarz, said that while foot traffic was up, business had not been as booming throughout the season as he hoped. The National Retail Federation, a trade group, is predicting just 4% in sales growth for 2007, the smallest growth rate in five years. Britt Beemer, chairman of America's Research Group, paints an even grimmer picture: He lowered his forecast of 2% retail sales growth to 1.8%, his lowest forecast in nearly 10 years. In the apparel category, men's clothing has showed modest single-digit growth through the first 20 days of the shopping season, according to MasterCard Spending Pulse, a unit of MasterCard Advisors, which tracks spending of all types. But women's apparel -- which last year constituted three times the sales of men's -- has been a major disappointment, as shoppers have avoided big purchases. Sales were down 5.7% from the same time last year. Retailers have responded with a flurry of price cuts, but large inventory remains in some stores. One of Gap Inc.'s Old Navy stores in downtown Chicago on Wednesday had piles of festive sweaters marked down to $20 from $36.50. Women's coats still stuffed the racks, despite being already marked down 50%, and its signature "performance fleece," also half off, was stacked eight shelves high. The bad tidings for apparel have left some retailers looking for other items to push. At Banana Republic, also owned by Gap, $64 gift sets of its perfumes, body creams and shower creams were marked down 30%. Gold-boxed gift sets of a new line of bath products at Ann Taylor Stores Corp. stores were discounted to $19.50 from $29. At Limited Brands Inc.'s Victoria's Secret, stores were piled with beauty gift sets, many 40% off. Meanwhile luxury goods are expected to have a good season this year, and retail consultant Frederick Crawford of AlixPartners predicts "pockets of good news" for high-end retail. For brands like Prada and Gucci, he expects to see 5% to 7% growth. According to retail surveys, electronics sales were down 0.5% in the three-week period between Nov. 18 and Dec. 9 compared to a year ago, according to Stephen Baker, vice president of industry analysis for market watcher NPD Group. He said consumers in recent years have been delaying purchases until closer to Christmas, which may account for the slowdown. Indeed, Angela Smith has waited until the last week to make her purchases. A 39-year-old bank employee in Dallas, Ms. Smith said she is waiting for prices to drop further as well as trying to spend less. For her three nephews, ages 12, 8 and 7, she plans to buy remote-controlled cars, which Wal-Mart Stores Inc. initially priced at $59 and has since dropped to $49. "I am going to swing by this weekend and see if they are going to take it down one more time," says Ms. Smith, who was shopping for a co-worker's present at her local Wal-Mart midweek. Home-furnishings retailers, fighting the weak housing market, are being particularly aggressive with their promotions this year. At Williams-Sonoma Inc.'s Pottery Barn store on Chicago's Michigan Avenue, Christmas-tree-shaped candles were discounted 50%, and holiday garlands of fake evergreen branches were 30% off. Wrapped gifts such as silver jewelry boxes, also marked down 30%, were stacked high Wednesday afternoon. Home-improvement outfits like Lowe's Cos. Inc. and Home Depot Inc. are destined to be hardest hit, says AlixPartners' Mr. Crawford. "Consumers are absolutely showing us that they will be delaying discretionary purchases" like gear to remodel a kitchen, he said. A boom-bust pattern is typical after Thanksgiving's Black Friday discounts, which encourages a flurry of purchases early but leads to a tapering off in early December, killing shopping momentum. This year the pattern was more pronounced: A double-digit sales surge on Black Friday exceeded retailers' expectations; but come December, throngs of shoppers didn't return. There was one exception, however: online retail. Web merchants have discounted and promoted heavily this season, say industry analysts. Shipping promotions have been particularly popular. Sixty-eight percent of surveyed Web retailers said they are offering express shipping promotions this year, up from 49% last year, according to Scott Silverman, executive director of Shop.org, an online retail trade group and unit of National Retail Federation. As the boom continues, these companies are becoming increasingly creative to draw customers. This year Ice.com, a Montreal-based Internet jeweler, has rolled out new videos to promote products and free overnight shipping. It has experimented with new marketing tricks such as buying front-page ads on Microsoft Corp.'s MSN and Yahoo Inc.'s Web sites this week. Ice.com even tried to tap influencers to drive word-of-mouth among blogs, magazine mentions and celebrities.

Another ''who dunnit'' riddle? Police established the following facts: 1.on a beastly hot day, masked man had entered the Cartonses' apartment. In attempting to beat from Mrs. Carton the hiding place of her diamond necklace he had accidentally killed her. He had ransacked the apartment and fled empty handed. 2. Mr Carton,an invalid who had been under sedation during the crime,discovered the body and notified police. 3.Suspicion fell upon Bill, the doorman and ex-con, who had not reported to work since the slaying. 4.The necklace was safely hidden in the false bottom of a jewelry box in the guest closet near the fireplace. The box rested on the closet shelf above the spot where Mrs. Carton habitually hung her gold mantle. She wore this garment in the apartment on chilly days, but never outside the apartment. Upon ascertaining these facts, Mr.detective asked to be left alone with the doorman. After hearing Bill insist he never set foot in the apartment, Mr.detective shifted a cigarette container (details cont.) ...and the two statuettes on the shelf above the fireplace and rested his elbow there. ''The necklace was right here in the false bottom of a box above the mantle. See for yourself,'' urged the sleuth.''Come on!'' In a moment, Bill had found the jade box above Mrs's Carton's silk mantle. After he was clapped under arrest, Mr.Detective told Detective Winters,''a Criminal should never return to the scene of his crime..'' What was Bill's mistake?

help with this ODD dream?????!!!!???? ive had this dream like a lot, i mean, EVERY night for the past, i dunno, maybe 2 weeks its weird, then during the day ill start day dreaming and this happens again heres the dream- ok so i goto the lake we stop the boat and go swimming, which we also do in real life when ever we goto the lake im just swmiming and kinda floating with a life jacket and somethin grabs my hand, and i jerk back then put it back it gives me something and then goes away, i dont see it, but i hear a voice it says never tell where u got this so im like well alright and i lift my hand outa the water, its a shell with a small stone or coin around it, i drew it and ill post a picture its too blurry to tell if its a coin or gem, but it has my initial carved in it then it shoes me wearing it the neclace is about 2 inches long http://i34.tinypic.com/211xnc.jpg ive asked and got very good answers, so i think i should add.... my name starts with a K i just found out today that we may b going to the lake with my aunt and uncle (who were also in the dream, and it was the same boat) ive had premonitions a lot b4, but idk if this is too weird....i guess it cud be premontion, but instead of someone/ something pushing it ino my hand, maybe i cud find it as it floats up from below? *gasp*! its man made! but like rivers and crap lead to the ocean lol, but they didnt take away the houses and soem funiture that was at the bottom! so, maybe something from like someones jewelry box floats up to the top... ok off the premonition... im 13 im not taking drugs!!! *idiots* also, i cant drive myself to the lake or have anyone else drive me, unless we plan on staying there or something i think thats it, but please answer!

SUPER FREAKY dreamm!! help!!? ive had this dream like a lot, i mean, EVERY night for the past, i dunno, maybe 2 weeks its weird, then during the day ill start day dreaming and this happens again heres the dream- ok so i goto the lake we stop the boat and go swimming, which we also do in real life when ever we goto the lake im just swmiming and kinda floating with a life jacket and somethin grabs my hand, and i jerk back then put it back it gives me something and then goes away, i dont see it, but i hear a voice it says never tell where u got this so im like well alright and i lift my hand outa the water, its a shell with a small stone or coin around it, i drew it and ill post a picture its too blurry to tell if its a coin or gem, but it has my initial carved in it then it shoes me wearing it the neclace is about 2 inches long http://i34.tinypic.com/211xnc.jpg ive asked and got very good answers, so i think i should add.... my name starts with a K i just found out today that we may b going to the lake with my aunt and uncle (who were also in the dream, and it was the same boat) ive had premonitions a lot b4, but idk if this is too weird....i guess it cud be premontion, but instead of someone/ something pushing it ino my hand, maybe i cud find it as it floats up from below? *gasp*! its man made! but like rivers and crap lead to the ocean lol, but they didnt take away the houses and soem funiture that was at the bottom! so, maybe something from like someones jewelry box floats up to the top... ok off the premonition... im 13 im not taking drugs!!! *idiots* also, i cant drive myself to the lake or have anyone else drive me, unless we plan on staying there or something i think thats it, but please answer i want to expirience it, but the lakes 2 hours away and i cant drive and we dont own a boat no i didnt see, well actually about a week after having this dream everynight, i had it again, and i went under when it grabbed my hand and i saw a tail, but i screamed in that one and woke up when i screamed (i screamed underwater and the bubbles made it so i only got a glance at it) actualllyy i am psychic, thats y im worried...

Should I make a big deal of this? I've been dating my boyfriend for 2.5 years. My boyfriend is divorced and has a 5 year old daughter. Two months ago, he had to move away for military training. On the day he was leaving, right a I was getting into my car to get to work (in a rush), he handed me a ring and asked that I wear it and specified that it was not an engagement ring, however a promise ring. The ring was very nice, but looked awfully familiar and barely fit my ring finger. I gave him a kiss goodbye and off I was. After taking a closer look during my drive, I realized that it was a ring I had seen before... Early into our relationship, one night he pulled out a jewelry box and showed me this wedding ring set. Which he said used to belong to his ex-wife. He mentioned that he spent a lot of money on it and that his previous spouse didn’t seem to appreciate it and didn't take good care of it as she would leave it next to the sink for days. This ring was not new and not purchased specifically for me. I have to say I was highly offended and this even has really made me question our relationship. I have not worn the ring and plan on returning it to him. Am I wrong for feeling offended? I somewhat resent him for even thinking it was acceptable to give to me the symbol of his previous relationship. Otherwise, he is a great man and a wonderful father. He just made me feel unappreciated and unimportant... Any thoughts, comments, ideas, suggestions??? When I accepted it, I hadn't taken a good look at it, I was running late for work... and I never thought he would do that....but after taking a second look, it was just obvious. (The ring looked used, was not clean and was the same ring he had previously shown me minus the engagement ring) It had been a little over 2 years since I had seen the ring set. I really don't understand what could have gone through his head to think that that was ok... Thanks for replying, it makes me feel so much better to know that I’m not over reacting here!

please help, anwer pleaseee easy 12!! help, opinions, just pleasee helpp!!!? ive had this dream like a lot, i mean, EVERY night for the past, i dunno, maybe 2 weeks its weird, then during the day ill start day dreaming and this happens again heres the dream- ok so i goto the lake we stop the boat and go swimming, which we also do in real life when ever we goto the lake im just swmiming and kinda floating with a life jacket and somethin grabs my hand, and i jerk back then put it back it gives me something and then goes away, i dont see it, but i hear a voice it says never tell where u got this so im like well alright and i lift my hand outa the water, its a shell with a small stone or coin around it, i drew it and ill post a picture its too blurry to tell if its a coin or gem, but it has my initial carved in it then it shoes me wearing it the neclace is about 2 inches long http://i34.tinypic.com/211xnc.jpg ive asked and got very good answers, so i think i should add.... my name starts with a K i just found out today that we may b going to the lake with my aunt and uncle (who were also in the dream, and it was the same boat) ive had premonitions a lot b4, but idk if this is too weird....i guess it cud be premontion, but instead of someone/ something pushing it ino my hand, maybe i cud find it as it floats up from below? *gasp*! its man made! but like rivers and crap lead to the ocean lol, but they didnt take away the houses and soem funiture that was at the bottom! so, maybe something from like someones jewelry box floats up to the top... ok off the premonition... im 13 im not taking drugs!!! *idiots* also, i cant drive myself to the lake or have anyone else drive me, unless we plan on staying there or something i think thats it, but please answer

help with freaky dream ,very creepy!? ive had this dream like a lot, i mean, EVERY night for the past, i dunno, maybe 2 weeks its weird, then during the day ill start day dreaming and this happens again heres the dream- ok so i goto the lake we stop the boat and go swimming, which we also do in real life when ever we goto the lake im just swmiming and kinda floating with a life jacket and somethin grabs my hand, and i jerk back then put it back it gives me something and then goes away, i dont see it so im like well alright and i lift my hand outa the water, its a shell with a small stone or coin around it, i drew it and ill post a picture its too blurry to tell if its a coin or gem, but it has my initial carved in it then it shows me wearing it the neclace is about 2 inches long http://i34.tinypic.com/211xnc.jpg ive asked and got very good answers, so i think i should add.... my name starts with a K i just found out today that we may b going to the lake with my aunt and uncle (who were also in the dream, and it was the same boat) ive had premonitions a lot b4, but idk if this is too weird....i guess it cud be premontion, but instead of someone/ something pushing it ino my hand, maybe i cud find it as it floats up from below? *gasp*! its man made! but like rivers and crap lead to the ocean lol, but they didnt take away the houses and soem funiture that was at the bottom! so, maybe something from like someones jewelry box floats up to the top... ok off the premonition... im 13 im not taking drugs!!! *idiots* also, i cant drive myself to the lake or have anyone else drive me, unless we plan on staying there or something i think thats it, but please answer

i need to know as much "myth" info as i can about Smith Mountain lake please!!? is there any legends like lake loch ness? heres my reason for asking ive had this dream like a lot, i mean, EVERY night for the past, i dunno, maybe 2 weeks its weird, then during the day ill start day dreaming and this happens again heres the dream- ok so i goto the lake we stop the boat and go swimming, which we also do in real life when ever we goto the lake im just swmiming and kinda floating with a life jacket and somethin grabs my hand, and i jerk back then put it back it gives me something and then goes away, i dont see it, but i hear a voice it says never tell where u got this so im like well alright and i lift my hand outa the water, its a shell with a small stone or coin around it, i drew it and ill post a picture its too blurry to tell if its a coin or gem, but it has my initial carved in it then it shoes me wearing it the neclace is about 2 inches long http://i34.tinypic.com/211xnc.jpg ive asked and got very good answers, so i think i should add.... my name starts with a K i just found out today that we may b going to the lake with my aunt and uncle (who were also in the dream, and it was the same boat) ive had premonitions a lot b4, but idk if this is too weird....i guess it cud be premontion, but instead of someone/ something pushing it ino my hand, maybe i cud find it as it floats up from below? *gasp*! its man made! but like rivers and crap lead to the ocean lol, but they didnt take away the houses and soem funiture that was at the bottom! so, maybe something from like someones jewelry box floats up to the top... ok off the premonition... im 13 im not taking drugs!!! *idiots* also, i cant drive myself to the lake or have anyone else drive me, unless we plan on staying there or something i think thats it, but please answer

water spirit gift? help, this dream...? ive had this dream like a lot, i mean, EVERY night for the past, i dunno, maybe 2 weeks its weird, then during the day ill start day dreaming and this happens again heres the dream- ok so i goto the lake we stop the boat and go swimming, which we also do in real life when ever we goto the lake im just swmiming and kinda floating with a life jacket and somethin grabs my hand, and i jerk back then put it back it gives me something and then goes away, i dont see it so im like well alright and i lift my hand outa the water, its a shell with a small stone or coin around it, i drew it and ill post a picture its too blurry to tell if its a coin or gem, but it has my initial carved in it then it shows me wearing it the neclace is about 2 inches long http://i34.tinypic.com/211xnc.jpg ive asked and got very good answers, so i think i should add.... my name starts with a K i just found out today that we may b going to the lake with my aunt and uncle (who were also in the dream, and it was the same boat) ive had premonitions a lot b4, but idk if this is too weird....i guess it cud be premontion, but instead of someone/ something pushing it ino my hand, maybe i cud find it as it floats up from below? *gasp*! its man made! but like rivers and crap lead to the ocean lol, but they didnt take away the houses and soem funiture that was at the bottom! so, maybe something from like someones jewelry box floats up to the top... ok off the premonition... im 13 im not taking drugs!!! *idiots* also, i cant drive myself to the lake or have anyone else drive me, unless we plan on staying there or something i think thats it, but please answer and they can also be doorways to some sort of realm or the future

i know its very long but it was allllllll good, so what do you think? Men vs. Women Men and women are not alike. Sure, you thought you already knew that. But now we have conculsive proof! After countless hours of surveys and studies on the following topics, these facts have emerged: RELATIONSHIPS: First, a man does not call a relationshipo a relationship - he refers to it as "that time when me and Suzie were boinking on a semi-regular basis." When a relationship ends, a woman will cry and pour her heart out to her girlfriends, and she will write a poem titled "All Men Are Idiots." Then she will get on with her life. A man has a little more trouble letting go. Six months after the breakup - at 3 am early on a Sunday morning - he will call and say "I just wanted you to let you know you ruined my life, and I'll never forgive you, and I hate you, and you're a total floozy. But I want you to know there's always a chance for us." This is known as the "I Hate You/I Love You" drunken phone call, that 99% of all men have made at least once. There are community colleges that offer courses to help men get over this need; alas these classes rarely prove effective. SEX: Women prefer 30-45 minutes of foreplay. Men prefer 30-45 seconds of foreplay. Men consider driving back to her place as part of the foreplay. MATURITY: Women mature much faster than men. Most 17-year-old females can function as adults. Most 17-year-old males are still trading baseball cards and giving each other wedgies after gym class. This is why high school romances rarely work out. HATS: Women look good in hats; men look like dinks. HANDWRITING: To their credit, men do not decorate their penmanship. They just chicken-scratch. Women use scented, colored stationery and they dot their "i's" with circles and hearts. Women use ridiculously large loops in their "p's" and "g's." It is a royal pain to read a note from a woman. Even when she's dumping you, she'll put a smiley face at the end of the note. BATHROOMS: A man has at most six items in his bathroom - a toothbrush, toothpaste, shaving crewam, razor, a bar of soap, and a towel from the Holiday Inn. The average number of items in a typical woman's bathroom is 437. A man would not be able to identify most of these items. MAGAZINES: Men's magazines often feature pictures of naked women. Women's magazines also feature pictures of naked women. This is because the female body is a beautiful work of art, while the male body is hairy and lumpy and should not be seen by the light of day. GOING OUT: When a man says he's ready to go out, it means he's ready to go out. When a woman says she's ready to go out, it means that she WILL be ready to go out, as soon as she finds her other earring, finishes putting on her makeup... LEG WARMERS: Leg warmers are sexy. A woman, even if she's walking the dog or doing the dishes, is allowed to wear leg warmers. She can wear them any time she wants. A man can only ear leg warmers if he is auditioning for the "Gimme the Ball" number in "A Chorus Line." CATS: Women love cats. Men say they love cats, but when women aren't looking, men kick cats. MIRRORS: Men are vain; they will check themselves out in the mirror. Women are ridiculous; they will check out their reflections in any shiny surface - mirrors, spoons, store windows, toasters, Joe Garagiola's head... GARAGES: Women use garages to parke their cars and to store their lawnmowers. Men use garages for many things. They hang license plates in garages, they watch TV in garages, and they build useless wooden things in garages. MOVIES: For women, their favorite movie scene is when Clark Gable kisses Vivien Leigh for the first time in "Gone With The Wind." For men, it's when Jimmy Cagney shoves a grapefruit in Mae Clark's face in "Public Enemy." JEWELRY: Women look nice when they wear jewelry. A man can get away with wearing one ring, and that's it. Any more than that, and he will look like a lounge singer named Vic. MENOPAUSE: When a woman reaches menopause, she goes through a variety of complicated emotional, psychological, and biological changes. The nature and degree of the changes varies with the individual. Menopause in a man provokes a uniform reaction. He buys aviator glasses, a snazzy French cap and leather driving gloves, and goes shopping for an expensive foreign sports car. LOW BLOWS: Let's say a man and a woman are watching a boxing match on television, and one of the fighters is felled by a low blow. The woman says "Oh, gee, that must hurt." The man doubles over and actually feels pain. ADMITTING MISTAKES: Women will sometimes admit making a mistake. The last man who admitted that he was wrong was Gen. George Custer. RICHARD GERE: Women like Richard Gere because he is sexy in a dangerous way. Men hate Richard Gere because he reminds them of that slick guy who works out at the health club and dates only married women. NUDITY IN MOVIES: Every actress in the history of movies has had to do a nude scene. This is because every movie in the history of movies has been produced by men. The only actor who has ever appeard nude in the movies is Richard Gere. This is another reason why men hate him. DAVID LETTERMAN: Men think David Letterman is the funniest man on the face of the earth. Women think he is a mean, semi-dorky guy who always has a bad haircut. LOCKER ROOMS: In the locker room, men talk about three things: money, football, and women. They exaggerate about money, they don't know football nearly as well as they think they do, and they fabricate stories about women. Women talk about one thing in the locker room - sex. Not in abstract terms, either. They're graphic and technical, and they *never* lie. LAUNDRY: Women do laundry every couple of days. A man will wear every article of clothing he owns, including his surgical pants that were hip about eight years ago, before he will do his laundry. When he is finally out of clothes, he will wear a dirty sweatshirt inside out, rent a U-Haul and take his mountain of clothes to the laundromat, and expect to meet a beautiful woman while he is there. WEDDINGS: When reminiscing about weddings, women talk about the "ceremony." Men talk about "the bachelor party." SOCKS: Men wear sensible socks. They wear standard white sweatsocks. Women wear strange socks. They are cut way below the ankles, have pictures of clouds on them, and have a big fuzzy ball on the back. PLANTS: A woman will ask a man to water her plants while she is on vacation. The man will water the plants. The woman returns five days later, to an apartment full of dead plants. No one knows why this happens. MUSTACHES: Some men look good with mustaches: Tom Selleck and Burt Reynolds. There are no women who look good with mustaches. NICKNAMES: With the exception of female body-builders, who call each other names like "Ultimate Pecs" and "Big Turk," women eschew the use of nicknames. If Gloria, Suzanne, Deborah and Michelle get together for lunch, they will call each other Gloria, Suzanne, Deborah and Michelle. But if Mike, Dave and Jack go out for a brewski, they will affectionately refer to each other as Bullet-Head, Peanut-Brain, and Useless.

The Towers and the Jewels - what could my dream mean? I was in a tower. There was another tower close to the one where I was. But the towers were tall. I was at the upper floor of the tower, in a large room, the windows had no glass. The time period was sometime around the Middle Ages, judging by the looks of the buildings around. I was not alone, I was with some men, one of whom I remember the most from the dream was a man with black wings. There were boxes full of jewels on a table nearby. When the second tower showed signs of falling, I was warned that we must quit this tower as soon as possible to save our lives, otherwise we would crash with it. All those around me started to agitate, gathering the jewels, trying to save them as well. A group gathered many boxes of jewels, then flew with them high in the sky, and dropped them from the air to fall into what they judged to be the Church from our town. We were so high on the upper floor of the tower, that the Church looked like a sketch. They said we would go back for the jewels afterwards. I myself gathered what I could from the tower, and before leaving I found some more jewels. They were lighter and I had to prepare to hold tight to the winged man in order to escape. At first I thought I would end up by sliding and falling from his back, then we finally made it. We were all alive and safe on the ground. Now what we had left to do was to go into the Church and get back the big amount of jewelry, which belonged to us. Unfortunately, we found out that the group had dropped, by mistake, our jewelry into another Church somewhere in the East. That town did not belong to us, and by law not even our own jewellry, we had no right to it; we could only get it if we got approval from their Church, which was impossible, as they would never give us anything, neither approval, nor our own jewellry. We ended up by stealing it, we had to steal what belonged to us in order to get it back. And they regarded us as thieves, they who actually were stealing what belonged to us...

House broken in to....What charges could he face? We bought our house last year from a family who were the origional owners children. One of the sons of the origional owners kids has stopped bye a few times asking for mail. We were polite and told he we havent seen any (which we havent). To make a long story short we came home one day & found our front door open. We knew we had locked it, We called the police. All my jewelry was taken, a box of un-used checks and a lock box. Disturbing thing was that these items were in different rooms in hidden places. The police asked us about any people stopping by etc and we mentioned the repair men, furniture deliv people & we the son. The police interviewed people and felt it was the son. They invited him back to the station where he admited using his key and comming in to our house SEVERAL times but said he never stole anything. The officer said the DA wants more & may not get it. Cant he be charged with unlawful entry or SOMETHING? He shouldnt be allowed to think its OK. I know....we should have changed the locks but honestly we didnt even think about it and the family was so amazingly nice. Also it was our neighbor who told us to mention the son because she had seen him driving by a lot and even saw him in our driveway once. We werent even going to mention him. We did get new locks the next morning. I hate feeling like this. I hate the feeling of knowing he was in our rooms, going through our things....especially my kids rooms. I understand nostalgia but seriously.... I know they cant get him unless he tries to sell the items.... BUT dont they at least have enough to get a warrant to search his place? He admitted to using his old keys to come in to our home several times.

What is your zodiac sign? Does any of this describe you? Aries Aries have ramlike eyebrows and smug expressions. They should not be quite so smug because they are constantly clunking themselves in the skull. Cat Stevens' "Hard Headed Woman" was probably an Aries. Aries rarely say one thing and do another. They usually do the wrong thing and don't discuss it. Never point this out to an Aries unless you want your kidneys pulled out through your sinuses. Aries folks love Pisceans because Pisces people make them feel well-grounded. Aries love to laugh at the funny moon-people who suck their thumbs at age 35. Aries use guns to describe philosophical concepts. Whether you live in a palatial estate or a cardboard tepee, you will insist until death that it is exactly what you always wanted. Most Aries were concrete parking bumpers in at least two of their past lives. Aries are never born. They skip gaily from their mothers' wombs. This may even involve rollerblades. The Aries makes life decisions as a toddler. Aries marry several times for funnies but never divorce. Their spouses have many freak accidents resulting in death or crippling injury. Being infallible, God is probably an Aries. This would make Satan an Aquarius. Aries always hold management positions. If one is assigned to clean toilets, he will form a one-man union. Then he will go and picket in the parking lot. All of you think you're Lech Walesa. People run away when an Aries comes around. They know that if they do not, the Aries will set them on fire. Aries hate listening to Scorpios talk because they take pride in being even more self-centered. In fact, much to the Scorpios' dismay, you are the biggest pricks in the zodiac. Your rams' horns are in everyone else's asses. Taurus You are brooding emotion incarnate. One minute you're up, the next you're down, the next you've shot your favorite newscaster in the kneecaps, "just 'cuz.". You're very earthy, which may mean that you don't shower as often as most people. Or it may just mean that you like to roll around with your nose in clover and sigh. Taureans love happy movies where everyone is jolly and having fun, but they fight with waiters and get upset with billboards. They like to psychoanalyze their friends but have no real experience with life in general. Taureans mumble while describing philosophical concepts. The Taurus is a strange bird because he or she holds grudges about things that never actually happened. This may stem from the feelings of inadequacy resulting from being beaten out for first in line in the zodiac by Aries. That is the Taurean self-image, always second best. However, they are undoubtedly the best at feeling like second best. All Taureans want to be God. Unfortunately, God is an Aries. You are generally tough to figure out because you answer every question with a question. Also, you won't come out from under the bed. Most Taureans love conflict. If nothing is wrong, then that in itself is something wrong. Some especially like bar fights. If they can't get into an actual bar fight, they will make up interesting stories about them which they can tell their friends right before they psychoanalyze them. If it weren't for Bazooka Joe and The Family Circus, Taureans wouldn't know what to do. You feel that you are going nowhere in life. You are probably right. Milwaukee is full of Taureans. Taureans are impatient and pushy. They are in a tremendous hurry to get to the nowhere that they intend to go to. They make little dioramas of their homes, complete with tiny effigies of the people they know, and act out scenarios of the way things would be if they were God. Gemini Everyone loves a Gemini because everyone loves a schizophrenic. You like to think that you are a half-and half mixture of Socrates and Michelangelo, but in reality it's more like Prince and Bea Arthur. You are progressive, outgoing, and one of the most popular rides at Cedar Point. However, you can and will negate all of this by the time you're finished reading this sentence. Geminis drive funny cars. They often drive them into trees or buildings. Geminis are pushy and overbearing. They pick fights with small children and moon people at weddings. They like to use Libras as punching bags. A bisexual Gemini is a walking double date. The rest are hermaphrodites. Geminis vandalize their own houses. Geminis use far-fetched analogies to describe philosophical concepts. Geminis rarely compete in the Olympics. When they do, it is usually pool or air hockey. Frogger turns up as well. Geminis are always on some sort of medication. This medication is not always legal. Gemini is Latin for "I'm okay, I'm okay." Geminis speak very loudly in order to be heard. This is unfortunate as they are nearly always talking to themselves. In fact, they often pick animated arguments with themselves in the bathtub. The most famous Gemini in history is Orville and Wilbur Wright. Geminis are frequently abidextrous, which means that they can pick both sides of their noses at the same time. The Gemini is essentially nothing more than a paranoid Aquarius. Cancer You like to know what's going on in the lives of everyone in the galaxy. However, you tend not know know what's going on in your own. If you are lucky, your friends will tell you. Cancerians only get dressed because they have to, and their fashion sense can only be described as "erratic." You are more likely than any other sign in the zodiac (except Pisces, who does not iron) to iron your clothes by sleeping with them sandwiched between the mattress and box-spring. Likewise, you can stretch one pair of underwear out for almost a month. Your home is like your very own Biodome, and you can remain indoors for months at a time. Despite your need to be everyone's savior, you need no social interaction. SWAT teams often show up, mistakenly thinking there's a hostage situation. A Cancer is like a walking Ladies' Home Journal, quick on the draw with shortcake recipes and helpful hints on how to talk to your teen. Whether they know it or not, they are all born with an exceptional talent for cross-stitch. So much for buying the world a Coke - they would breast-feed the world if they could. This trait is not gender-specific. You will never excel in sports because you have to rest for fifteen minutes every time you breathe. You do not mind, since you plan to conduct your career from the comfort of your own bed. You maintain your questionable health through a steady diet of Ho-Ho's and beer. You also imbibe a great deal of Pepto-Bismol in order to confuse your numerous ulcers. People walk on you often. Actually, not often - all the time. If you think someone is screwing you, you're probably right. The most entertaining thing about this is that you like it. You strive to be a doormat. Cancerians coin their own words to describe philosophical concepts. This is why it is no surprise that George W. Bush is a Cancer. Cancerians have minimal influence over their friends, even though they show up with homemade soup to remedy every minor or major tragedy. However, they wield their power through the fact that they know what everyone is thinking at any given time. This is why they are never invited to parties. Cancerians claim to be "tactful". The word for this is actually "shiftless". Cancerians are always appointed to take their drunken, drooling friends home. These friends are usually Pisceans Leo You will grab attention in any way you possibly can. Self-immolation is not out of the question. You like to kiss mirrors a lot. Genghis Khan was a Leo, and so is Barney the Dinosaur. People still love Lucy, but less because she was a Leo. Leos will interrupt conversation to talk, and they will place themselves bodily in the way of someone who is trying to leave before the Leo is finished saying what he or she needs to say. All Leos want parades on their birthdays. Leos never marry because no one is good enough for them. If they do marry, they keep their spouses locked under the bathroom sink. They need physical affection at all times; unfortunately, they can't find any because everyone thinks they are irritating punks. This is why so many of the people arrested for necrophilia are Leos. A Leo uses himself as an example of the Overman in order to describe philosophical concepts. Some Leos decide to be homosexual even if they aren't, because they think this gives them shock value. It actually means that neither gender will want to hook up with them. In actuality, anything besides a romantic evening with themselves is considered a step down for the Leo. Leos open doors by screaming at them. They expect their Clappers to applaud when they enter a room. Leos are said to resemble lions. This means that they are loud, have cleft upper lips and slimy noses, and s**t under trees as they walk. They snack on monkeys while watching "Entertainment Tonight". Humility frightens Leos. That is why Jesus was a Capricorn, Buddha was an Aries, and so forth. However, "radical cult leader" is not out of the question. Leos like to start fights with Aries. They will stomp and bloody each other regardless of whether or not they are in public. In fact, the Leos usually prefer it. You will see these fights taking place at bars, sporting events, fashion shows, or Taco Bell. If you are a clever Capricorn, you will sell tickets. Don't worry about hanging posters--Leo will take care of that in advance. Aquarians hang posters of rock stars on their walls. Scorpios hang posters of famous disasters on their walls. Capricorns hang posters of great mathematicians on their walls. Pisceans hang posters of unicorns on their walls. Leos hang posters of themselves on their walls. Virgo You are a pain in the ***. You regulate your breathing and color-coordinate the clothes in your closet. No Virgo in history has ever belched. Virgos clean every square inch of everything they own twice daily with a toothbrush. Everything has its place, and yours is on the floor scrubbing with a magnifying glass, checking for germs. Obsessive-compulsive disorder? A nice euphemism for the word "Virgo". Virgos use pointers and elaborate charts to describe philosophical concepts. You commit a lot of drive-by shootings. When you are questioned, you tell the police that it was because "the bastard had a filthy car". The police usually let you go because they are Virgos too. It is easy to freak out a Virgo. Tell them they have something between their teeth. Then watch them scrub frantically at the imaginary thing. Virgos are a hell of a lot of fun for assholes like us. Hell for a Virgo is being locked up in an elevator for eternity with a naked Aquarius. That is because in hell, Aquarians are allowed to bring beer, which they leave all over the floor. Virgos, however, have to surrender their brooms and squeegees to God. Virgos also have a hard time coping when they find out there's something under the fridge. But it's usually just a depressed Taurus. Virgos have read enough Hints from Heloise to know that the depressed Taurus can be coaxed out from under the fridge with a banana wine cooler. Virgos don't see the world in shades of black and white. They see it in shades of clean and dirty. Cat hair makes Virgos foam at the mouth. Virgos are cool because they will do your laundry for you. They'll separate everything by color and fabric until it consists of fourteen loads of three things apiece. Then they will put them in the washer in alphabetical order by name of manufacturer. Virgos are often found opening and shutting the refrigerator door, attempting to trick the light inside. Don't put cheese where it doesn't belong in a Virgo's refrigerator. He or she will go Jack Torrence on your ***. You will be stabbed with a cuticle pusher. Jack Torrence was probably a Virgo in the first half of "The Shining". After that, he went all Leo. Libra You are oh-so-elegant and tasteful to the point of incurring nausea from loved ones. You are also bipolar as hell and can't make a decision on your own. You usually consult your therapist or TV Guide. Libras are trendy and malleable folks. They are funny because they will glom onto something they hated before if it suddenly becomes fashionable. Velour is not entirely lost upon these people. Libras eat a lot of ethnic food from cultures they don't understand. They single-handedly started the cappucino movement. Ask them why, and they will claim something unintelligible about solidarity. You constantly worry about what other people think. If you really paid any attention, maybe people would like you more. Libras use quotes from David Mamet plays to describe philosophical concepts. Then they have those concepts engraved upon nice little wallet cards. The Libran interest in current events ends with the J. Crew catalog. They don't eat fast food or have any clue where their trash goes. They have other people tie their expensive shoes. Only two Libras have ever been found in thrift stores. All of their bell-bottoms were color-coordinated to match their lamé turtlenecks. Libras are always on the cutting edge of what the rest of us think is absolute pretentious bulls**t. They have huge collections of CDs they've never even listened to. Libras give to designer charities. Hollywood is full of Libras. You are the reason butterfly hairpins and parachute pants have made a comeback. Next on the list is those big jam shorts. You probably never threw out your old pair. Hang on to your Winger t-shirt too. Get a Libra as drunk as possible and he or she will still be able to explain the difference between café latté and café au lait. This is peculiar as the rest of us know that there is no difference at all. Scorpio You got into computers early so you could use made-up, bulls**t terminology and get away with it. Most hackers are Scorpios, as are most people who think they're going to find fame on a chat board. You embarrass Libras because you like your coffee straight out of the bag, eaten with a spoon. You may have actually snorted Chock Full o' Nuts at one time in your life. You take your paranoid beatnik approach to life very seriously. Many Scorpios have found ways to successfully smoke in the shower. Your number-one grudge is about never having been abducted by aliens, or being the victim of a government conspiracy. Most of those fake virus warnings or cash offers from Bill Gates are your attempt to stir something up. Ironically, Bill Gates is a Scorpio. The fully-automated barracks he lives in should clear up any doubt. Your master plan for world domination will never work because it involves you at the helm. It is hard for you to accept that Star Trek is fiction, and you are not a Borg leader. Scorpios use expletives to describe philosophical concepts. It's no wonder that Halloween falls smack in the middle of the Scorpio range. This is the only time of year when fake hauntings, sugar-induced hysteria, and impersonating Dr. Who won't get you arrested. Scorpios have strong sex drives, because it gives them yet another opportunity to smoke. Scorpios have much advice to give on matters that are of no concern to them. If you want to find out if someone is a Scorpio, ask them a pertinent question. Five minutes of silence later, the answer will be "I'm sorry, what?" Scorpios are often hairy and feel that this makes them more virile. This is especially true of Scorpio women. Scorpios cheat at the lottery. If it's automated, they can hack it. Sagittarius Sagittarians are born adventurers. They like smashing spiders with their bare hands and trying to walk to the bathroom in the middle of the night with the lights out. They would sooner sustain crippling injury than do anything the easy way. Sagittarians love to entertain their friends, family, and total strangers. This often includes transvesticism. Nearly every Sagittarian was born into the wrong gender. Sagittarians are loud and have no social graces. They seek to offend. Sagittarians usually have nicknames like Thunderpooper or Vomitus Maximus. Animals and small children love Sagittarians. This is unfortunate since adults usually hate them. However, Sagittarians make excellent circus freaks and vagrants. Sagittarians use interpretive dance to describe philosophical concepts. Buttons and bumper stickers with rude sayings on them are a trademark of the Sagittarian. They throw food at expensive restaurants and ask lots of questions in the middle of church. Don't ever bring a Sagittarius home to meet your parents. He or she will tie up your mother and pants your dad. Famous Sagittarians include the Geo Metro. The holiday during which the sun is in Sagittarius is Thanksgiving. This is highly appropriate since everyone eats until they're sick and passes out while a bunch of cross-dressers and huge inflatable things wander through the streets of New York, the most Sagittarian town in the universe. The Shriners driving around in the tiny little cars are a very Sagittarian image. Even more so if there's a ridiculously busty woman stuffed into the car as well. A Sagittarius is always a better Madonna than Madonna. Men can pull off sequins, and women can pull off construction helmets. The Sagittarius is incapable of being unhip. Capricorn Capricorns are hardworking, reliable, and dull as hell. They are always on the move, headed to their next delusion of grandeur. They are often good at math which explains why they are such pains in the ***. René Descartes was a great mathematician and a crappy philosopher, so he must have been a Capricorn. Stephen Hawking is even more Capricorn because he's all of the above and a pompous S.O.B. to boot. Sure, he's overcome a lot of obstacles etc. etc., but even in perfect health you can't overcome being a Capricorn. Most politicians are Capricorns, which is why our country is always in the hole. It is not surprising that politicians need so much security around them all the time. Capricorns are like a strange cross between a Leo and a Virgo. They think that this makes them both charismatic and logical. In reality, it means that they are tight-assed and nitpicky, and have to keep their egos in the backyard. In the event of nuclear war, only cockroaches and Capricorns would find a way to survive. The rest of us just don't want to live in a world like that. The nation's cockeyed system of toll roads was probably designed by a freakin' Capricorn. They learn how to screw the public over at an early age. Their parents buy them books of law for Christmas so they can underline the loopholes. Capricorns cannot even fathom, much less describe, philosophical concepts because they don't involve equations. (See comments about Descartes and Hawking above) Capricorns own lots of Filofaxes and other tools to organize the lives they do not have. They love to be seen talking on their cell phones. These phones are not actually turned on because Capricorns don't have any friends to call. Capricorns went out of style in 1989. They still believe that Trump was a visionary. Most of the people arrested for counterfeiting are Capricorns Aquarius The Aquarius loves a party. Anytime, anywhere is their motto. It is not unlikely that an Aquarius will consider a wake a good place to meet chicks. Aquarians tend to be nostalgic about the 1960s because that was the last time they could be naked in public and get away with it. Aquarians love to be naked. It is even better if they are naked and crocked. 97.4% of the Night Train consumed in the past thirty years has been consumed by Aquarians. Almost every Aquarian will claim to have seen Jerry Garcia's image in their Froot Loops at least once. Froot Loops is a very Aquarian cereal. So is Rice Krispies, since it will engage in a friendly chat with the Aquarian as he or she is eating breakfast. Count Chocula is off-limits, however. It belongs to the Scorpios. Aquarians are the only people in the zodiac who can play volleyball with themselves. And they frequently do. Aquarians use the phrase "Dude, man..." frequently when describing philosophical concepts. Aquarians have out-of-body experiences on a daily basis. If you are talking to an Aquarian and he or she zones out, consider the conversation hopeless. He or she is talking to the guy three feet away from you. Aquarians are fun because they channel people. Plus, if you tell them to, they will run around naked. Aquarians like astronomy because they've been to all those places. If you want to know what the food is like on Saturn, ask an Aquarius. They can also walk on water if they try really really hard. This usually happens in the bathtub. Aquarians can allow themselves every possible vice on the planet, and don't think twice about it. That is why they piss everyone else off. They are cosmically entitled to do this. Most rock stars are Aquarians. Pisces Everywhere you go, laughter and comedy ensue. This would be great if you were trying to be funny. You are deeply confused by the idea of sex. As far as you are concerned, if it didn't happen in "The Velveteen Rabbit", it doesn't exist. Piscean women wear long floaty dresses and enormous amounts of unusual silver jewelry. On hikes. Pisceans claim to love the stars, but the only constellation they can find is the Big Dipper. If they cannot find it, they cry. You remember what you were wearing on March 3rd, 1981 but forget your own address. You have no sense of direction. The people you find going in reverse at 70 m.p.h. on the expressway are usually Pisceans. Pisceans are most likely to die by falling out of a window or getting run over by a truck. That is, of course, unless they live with a Cancer. Pisceans are so zoned and perpetually endangered that they can bring out the maternal instincts of a Leo. Don't be fooled, however; many Pisceans can surprise you by kicking your *** and the asses of your four imaginary friends. While Leos tend to achieve the most fame in the field of entertainment, Pisceans strive to achieve historical greatness by sheer fluke. They are proud to tell you that Michelangelo, Galileo, George Washington, and Albert Einstein, none of whom had an agent, were all Pisceans. What they won't tell you is that so is Ted Kennedy. Pisceans claim to want "honest criticism" of their work. Then they commit hara-kiri on the floor when you say you don't like it. Never try to use logic with a Pisces; he or she is living about three feet off of the natural ground or in Narnia. Their tools of debate are non-sequiturs, quotes from Elizabeth Barrett Browning, and, of course, crying. It wouldn't matter what linguistic devices Pisceans use to describe philosophical concepts because they aren't positive they know what they're talking about anyway. You cry over dead animals in the road but feel no remorse about mowing down humans you don't like. Cancerians say one thing and do another. Scorpios say one thing and do it just for spite. Pisceans say far too much and do whatever the hell they want. I am Aries, I must say I do resemble some of these remarks. I'm always bumping my head & I can relate to Hard Headed Women by Cat Stevens and I won't bring a knife to a gun fight :) ENJOY!

Is this a good secret santa gift for a high school girl? Im part of a secret santa at my high school, but im TERRIBLE at gifts. what should i get? My idea was to get a box and fill it with random stuff i think she would like. Id put a stuff wolf, a beanie for her favorite team, a bunch of stickers, drawing pencils, and one of her favorite food. then i would stuff the box with origami flowers. is that good? i realize that alot wont like the idea since different ppl have differnt taste. um, i dont want to describe her personalit cause it would be kinda wierd to do that to strangers. Just, she isnt a "party" girl, but more of a, um, i dunno. the opposite. haha. but not like lame,. i guess the word would be nice, i dunno. help please, thx also, i dont want to get jewelry or makeup since ppl have different tast. and if i get her somthng she doesnt like, she myt feel obligated to wear it to make me not feel bad. so no jewelry or makeup. man, i hope she isnt reading this, haha

What happens when you have a cucumber, a penis, and a group of gangsters? A cucumber, an olive and a penis are talking. The cucumber says "I hate my life, when I get big fat and juicy they cut me up and put me in salad." The olive says "That's nothing, when I get big fat and juicy they cut me up and put me on pizza." The penis says "You think you have it bad, when I get big fat and juicy they put me in a bag, throw me in a cave, shut the door and leave me there till I throw up" ______________________________________... Some not too smart gangsters decide to rob a bank. After several days of planning they agree on the best plan. The next day they get to work and are able to get into the bank relatively easy thanks to their planning. Once inside the main vault they discover one wall is full of safety deposit boxes and start to work on them immediately. They drill and pry open the first box only to find a small container of vanilla pudding inside. The Head Gangster says, "Okay, well, at least we can eat it." So they eat the pudding. They drill and pry open up the second safety deposit box and there sits another pudding. They decide to devour it too. Determined to find the goods, the process continues for the rest of the night until all the safety deposit boxes have been opened. They didn't find any money or jewelry in any of the boxes. Disappointed the head gangster said, "Well, at least they left something for us to eat." The next day, while listening to the news they hear:"Yesterday the largest SPERM bank in the USA was robbed by an unknown group of people....." ______________________________________... This last one was posted for the sake of stupidity... There is a man in the park peeing in a fountain and a cop comes up to him and says, "Sir you need to zip that up. You aren't supposed to pee in a public fountain like that" So the cop is leaving and the man zips up his pants but is laughing hysterically. finally the cop says "What are you laughing at?" and the man says "I zipped it up but I didnt stop!"

A cucumber, a penis, a park, and a group of gangsters.? A cucumber, an olive and a penis are talking. The cucumber says "I hate my life, when I get big fat and juicy they cut me up and put me in salad." The olive says "That's nothing, when I get big fat and juicy they cut me up and put me on pizza." The penis says "You think you have it bad, when I get big fat and juicy they put me in a bag, throw me in a cave, shut the door and leave me there till I throw up" ___________________________________________ Some not too smart gangsters decide to rob a bank. After several days of planning they agree on the best plan. The next day they get to work and are able to get into the bank relatively easy thanks to their planning. Once inside the main vault they discover one wall is full of safety deposit boxes and start to work on them immediately. They drill and pry open the first box only to find a small container of vanilla pudding inside. The Head Gangster says, "Okay, well, at least we can eat it." So they eat the pudding. They drill and pry open up the second safety deposit box and there sits another pudding. They decide to devour it too. Determined to find the goods, the process continues for the rest of the night until all the safety deposit boxes have been opened. They didn't find any money or jewelry in any of the boxes. Disappointed the head gangster said, "Well, at least they left something for us to eat." The next day, while listening to the news they hear:"Yesterday the largest SPERM bank in the USA was robbed by an unknown group of people....." ____________________________________________ There is a man in the park peeing in a fountain and a cop comes up to him and says, "Sir you need to zip that up. You aren't supposed to pee in a public fountain like that" So the cop is leaving and the man zips up his pants but is laughing hysterically. finally the cop says "What are you laughing at?" and the man says "I zipped it up but I didnt stop!" the last one was posted for the sake of stupidity.

Should I return an expensive, unwanted Christmas gift? I've never had a real wedding band so my husband decided that a new one would make a good Christmas gift - I agreed! Instead of just a plain gold band like I requested, he gave me a more ornate one. It looked great in the box, but when I put it on my finger, I knew immediately that he had mistakenly purchased a man's wedding band. It's thick and bulky and heavy and looks awful on my hand. I checked the jewelry store's website and sure enough, it's a man's ring. Hubby said he was told by the sales clerk it was a "unisex" ring. He was duped -- to the tune of $300. He wants me to keep the ring (he's a very proud man) because I don't think he wants to admit he made a big mistake. If he wants to pay the $300 which will enable him to keep his pride, that's fine. But what about me? Am I now supposed to wear this very masculine ring forever and pretend I like it? Should I return the ring? I don't want to hurt my husband! What should I do? THANKS!!

homework stuff no question? CULTURE ZAPOTECA The culture zapoteca is a native town of the south of Mexico, and that also lives mainly in the south of Oaxaca and the isthmus of Tehuantepec. At present the family of her languages consists of more than 15 languages than they are in disuse danger. At the pre-Columbian time, the zapotecas were one of the more important mesoaméricanas civilizations. Little it is known on the origin of the zapotecas. Unlike the majority of the natives of Mesoamérica, they did not have any tradition or legend on their migration, but they thought that they were born directly from rocks, trees, and of jaguars. Archaeological evidence indicates that its culture dates back for 2500 years. Approximately between centuries XV and IV adC, took place the first important urban development of the culture zapoteca, with center in San jOse Wooded hill. Towards year 800 a.C., during the Preclásico horizon, the zapotecos settled down in central valleys of the present state of Oaxaca. Thus, while Teotihuacan in center bloomed of Mexico and the Mayan cities in the south-east, Albán Mount, constructed ceremonial center at the top of a hill, was the most important city of the region oaxaqueña. The first zapotecas were sedentary, lived in agricultural establishments, that adored a pantheon of Gods headed by the God of the rain, Cocijo - represented by a symbol of the fertility that combined the symbols of the earth-jaguar and the sky-serpent, symbols common in the mesoamericanas cultures. A hierarchy of priests regulated the religious rites, that sometimes included human sacrifices. The zapotecas adored to their ancestors and, believing in a paradisiac world, they developed the cult to deads. They possibly had a great religious center in Mitla and a magnificent city Albán Mount, where she highly prospered a developed civilization, more ago than 2000 years. In the art, the architecture, the writing (hieroglyphic), the mathematics, and the astrology (calendars), the zapotecas seem to have had cultural affinities with olmecas, old the Mayans, and more ahead with the Toltecas. They left archaeological evidences in the old city of Albán Mount; in the form of buildings, stages for the game of ball, magnificent tombs and valuable merchandise, including the gold jewelry shop finely worked. Albán mount was the first main city in the Western Hemishpere and the center of a state zapoteca that dominated a great part than now we know like the present state of Oaxaca. The zapotecas very developed a variable agriculture that at the beginning of the classic period gave sustenance to numerous villages. In order to have good harvests they rendered cultured to the sun, rain, the Earth and the maize. The women and men of the town, who lived in the villages, were forced to give like tribute: maize, guajolotes, honey and kidney bean. Besides agriculturists the zapotecos honored like weavers and potters. The funeral ballot boxes are famous zapotecas that were mud containers which they were placed in the tombs. The zapotecos reached a high cultural level and were, along with the Mayans, the unique town of the time that developed a complete system of writing. By means of hieroglyphics and other symbols recorded in stone or painted in the buildings and tombs, they combine the representation of ideas and sounds. The great cities that constructed the agricultural towns of Mesoamérica, grew and were inhabited during several centuries. Nevertheless, between 800 years 700 and d.C., almost all of them were left. First, in Teotihuacan, later in the Mayan zone and soon in Albán Mount. In spite of that, new ceremonial centers like Cacaxtla bloomed and the Tajín. During this period also they subsisted señoríos advanced in the Plateau, like those of Cholula and Xochicalco; and in the states of Guerrero, Michoacán, It sights on, Jalisco, Nayarit, Sinaloa, Guanajuato, Aguascalientes and Querétaro, the cultures of the West were developed. Man Bird Cocijo, deity zapoteca Funeral ballot box zapoteca Funeral ballot box zapoteca Scripture zapoteca Glass alabaster tripod God of the infraworld and the fertility. Albán mount dominated valleys until Classic period ends and, like other mesoamericanas cities, between years 700 and 1200 d.C finished its splendor; in spite of it, the culture zapoteca continued in valleys of Oaxaca, Tabasco and Veracruz. Coming from the north, the mixtecas (to which they did not like the trip so that it gave bad thorn him) replaced the zapotecas in Albán Mount and in Mitla later; the zapotecas captured Tehuantepec of zoques and huaves of the Gulf of Tehuantepec. For half of century XV, the zapotecas and mixtecas fought to avoid that the Aztecs gained the control of the commercial routes towards Chiapas, Veracruz and Guatemala. Under the command of their great king, Cosijoeza, the zapotecas supported to a long site in the rocky mountain of Guiengola, maintaining the view on Tehuantepec, and successfully maintaining the political autonomy by means o

after the fight im getting a suprise from his heart? what does this mean.? ok so my bf asked his family to help us move even after i said no thanks to the idea because i wanted to do these things my self so i would know exactly where things were when it came time to unpack. well he got mad and thought i was being unreasonable. but then everything i said would happen pretty much did i have no idea where anything is my real jewelry not fake was put in boxes with cleaning chemicals & food! my work schedule got thrown out my $80 blow dryrt my $60 ceramic hair straitener & other random bathroom items somehow got confused with garbage?? and got thrown away so on so forth it was horrible and i really let him have it last night i was so mad that his family did all these things after i politely asked over and over to let me do packing and stuff but he has been trying to make it up to me and today he says he has a suprise from his heart for me waiting when i come home from work....i have no idea what he has what do you men concider a suprise from the heart??

What is your horoscope sign...? I am a Leo. I love automated opening doors and nothing would give me more pleasure than to have Clappers applaud me when I enter a room. I must admit I am an attention seeking person. ENJOY!

Meaning of this dream? The Towers and the Jewels I was in a tower. There was another tower close to the one where I was. But the towers were tall. I was at the upper floor of the tower, in a large room, the windows had no glass. The time period was sometime around the Middle Ages, judging by the looks of the buildings around. I was not alone, I was with some men, one of whom I remember the most from the dream was a man with black wings. There were boxes full of jewels on a table nearby. When the second tower showed signs of falling, I was warned that we must quit this tower as soon as possible to save our lives, otherwise we would crash with it. All those around me started to agitate, gathering the jewels, trying to save them as well. A group gathered many boxes of jewels, then flew with them high in the sky, and dropped them from the air to fall into what they judged to be the Church from our town. We were so high on the upper floor of the tower, that the Church looked like a sketch. They said we would go back for the jewels afterwards. I myself gathered what I could from the tower, and before leaving I found some more jewels. They were lighter and I had to prepare to hold tight to the winged man in order to escape. At first I thought I would end up by sliding and falling from his back, then we finally made it. We were all alive and safe on the ground. Now what we had left to do was to go into the Church and get back the big amount of jewelry, which belonged to us. Unfortunately, we found out that the group had dropped, by mistake, our jewelry into another Church somewhere in the East. That town did not belong to us, and by law not even our own jewellry, we had no right to it; we could only get it if we got approval from their Church, which was impossible, as they would never give us anything, neither approval, nor our own jewellry. We ended up by stealing it, we had to steal what belonged to us in order to get it back. And they regarded us as thieves, they who actually were stealing what belonged to us...

Any religious symbols in this dream I had? The Towers and the Jewels I was in a tower. There was another tower close to the one where I was. But the towers were tall. I was at the upper floor of the tower, in a large room, the windows had no glass. The time period was sometime around the Middle Ages, judging by the looks of the buildings around. I was not alone, I was with some men, one of whom I remember the most from the dream was a man with black wings. There were boxes full of jewels on a table nearby. When the second tower showed signs of falling, I was warned that we must quit this tower as soon as possible to save our lives, otherwise we would crash with it. All those around me started to agitate, gathering the jewels, trying to save them as well. A group gathered many boxes of jewels, then flew with them high in the sky, and dropped them from the air to fall into what they judged to be the Church from our town. We were so high on the upper floor of the tower, that the Church looked like a sketch. They said we would go back for the jewels afterwards. I myself gathered what I could from the tower, and before leaving I found some more jewels. They were lighter and I had to prepare to hold tight to the winged man in order to escape. At first I thought I would end up by sliding and falling from his back, then we finally made it. We were all alive and safe on the ground. Now what we had left to do was to go into the Church and get back the big amount of jewelry, which belonged to us. Unfortunately, we found out that the group had dropped, by mistake, our jewelry into another Church somewhere in the East. That town did not belong to us, and by law not even our own jewellry, we had no right to it; we could only get it if we got approval from their Church, which was impossible, as they would never give us anything, neither approval, nor our own jewellry. We ended up by stealing it, we had to steal what belonged to us in order to get it back. And they regarded us as thieves, they who actually were stealing what belonged to us...

Ghetto boys song?? I don't know the name of the song but some of the lyrics are:As I walked the fifth floor I saw this man he was kind,but he was blind,I snatched his jewelry and ran.I caught up with Box I said I think its worth a grand,he smiled and he giggled and he shook my hand.......