Acting Tip: Auditioning Advice

There are a couple of things every Actor should know about auditioning:

Before you leave your home, make sure you have your headshot/resume neatly stapled together, the address and a map of where the audition is, and the phone number of the auditors in case you get lost.

Dress appropriately for the audition (and if you're unsure of what to wear, make sure prior to the audition to ASK the auditors what is appropriate to wear).

Arrive about 15 minutes early. This will ensure that you will have enough time to catch your breath, sit down, look over the sides and freshen up before your audition.

Be aware that there are Actors who will try to distract you. Politely acknowledge them and excuse yourself graciously. Focus on your sides or on your monologue. Being distracted like this before an audition can leave you nervous, unsure of yourself, or incapable of delivering your best performance.

Don't count on nailing the auditionthis puts too much press ure on yourself. Nailing the audition is good, but in the world of Acting, rejection reigns supreme. It happens 95% of the time. The trick here is to not see the audition as the end all-be all. Just do the best job you can and leave it at that.

If you think you did a bad job, don't apologizeever. Casting people and directors hate that. Just thank them and leave. Remember, there will be other auditions!

Consequently, if you think you did a great job auditioning, send a note of thanks to the auditors for inviting you to audition for them and how much you enjoyed meeting them. It never hurts to be nice.

If your agent set up the audition for you, thank them for doing so. Call or email them and tell them how the audition went. This makes them feel appreciated by you and they will remember you as the polite one who actually cares enough to call. This will get you noticed and you will be more likely sent out on auditions.

Amy is an Actress in NYC. Her websit e can be found at http://www.amyhoerler.com/menu (includes loads of links and tips for Actors).

Author:: Amy Schulz
Keywords:: Acting,Actor,Actress,Theater,Theatre,Film,Tv,Television,Movie,Broadway,Nyc,Ny,New+york,Acting+career
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Role Playing Games Character Guide 1

Introduction: In role playing games, they win through skill and skill alone. No, they dont cause massive damage in a single blow. They cant take hit after hit without faltering. They cant hide in the shadow of a nearby sentry. They are simply, routinely successful. They are more likely than most to hit a foe (as long as it isnt a defender), or dodge a blow (if it doesnt come from an attacker), or spot an ambush (that isnt being initiated by a trickster). These are the achievers of the RPG world, the characters who win simply because they are better at succeeding an action than others.

In QoTR, the achiever is represented by the Aptitude preference. These characters routinely get bonuses on checks, improving their chance of succeeding whatever action they take.

Player Tactics: When you elect to play an achiever, understand both the strengths and weaknesses of the character type. An achiever has a high chance of succeeding any action, but it is not as goo d at any individual action as a specialist in that style. An achiever cant deal as much damage as an attacker, avoid attacks as effectively as a defender, or sneak as well as a trickster. An achiever minimizes the advantages of enemy specialties and maximizes the impact of their weaknesses. Conversely, the achiever maximizes any other specialties it may have (whatever you are good at, being able to succeed more often only improves the value) and minimizes the impact of those areas it leaves open.

An achiever is not strictly a front-lines fighter. This isnt to say they are weak, but they should not be put into a position that emphasizes immediate and direct confrontation with the foe (unless, of course, they are also skilled attackers!) An achiever works best when it is in a position to gauge its opponents strengths and weaknesses, so it can capitalize on them. If the opponent is weak against stealth, the achiever might take to the shadows to claim an advantage. If the foes defenses are poor, the achiever should attack as hard as it can.

On the flip side, the achiever is not necessarily a jack-of-all-trades. In role playing games in general, and definitely in QoTR, most characters are specialized in more than one broad area. If youve got it, flaunt it, as the saying goes. And if you are an achiever, youve got more of it than most. Adding specialization as an achiever compounds the threat of whatever your other specialties are. An attacker or blaster may be scary for their ability to deal phenomenal damage, but when they also have a good chance of hitting so they can deal that damage, they become tremendously dangerous.

Although all combinations have merit, achievers often work best when combined with specializations that rely on succeeding actions. Attackers, defenders, and tricksters who double as achievers maximize the value of both specialties.

GM Tactics: Achievers generally make good choices of opponents in an RPG. They are particularly effective as elite foesnot quite boss enemies but still ranking above fodder opponents. Used wisely, an achiever can put players through a lot of stress while not presenting a tremendous threat of imminent destruction.

An achiever hits often, and is generally difficult to hit. Other specialties aside, they tend to have less impact on any action than most. You probably want to keep numbers roughly even in battles against achievers, since hit after hit will quickly wear a party down, and achievers might have some trouble when faced with large groupshigh success chance or not, the dice will roll high eventually! This is a primary reason for using achievers as elite foes, since such opponents tend to fight the characters with similar numbers.

From a game masters standpoint, adding a heavy offensive specialty to an achiever is a dangerous proposition. As always, challenging the players is good, but if the party is wiped out, wel l, there goes the story! However, adding a defensive specialty to an achiever can create a particularly annoying opponent, and one who (due to its improved ability to hit) poses a credible threat. Other miscellaneous specialties, such as trickster or speedster, also make good combinations for an achiever.

Achievers are the masters of succeeding actionsfrequently, reliably, and without significant cost. They may not pack the raw power of other character types, but their skill and versatility allows them to win through either exploitation or attrition. Whatever your other specialty may be, skill as an achiever improves ita fact that all players should use, but GMs in particular should take to heart as both a promise and a warning.

Copyright 2006 Dustin Schwerman.

Dustin Schwerman has been playing RPGs for over a decade, using an analytical approach to critically evaluate the game systems (and so to create the most powerful characters he could get away wi th). He used the extensive experience gained doing so to create his own game, Quests of the Realm. QoTR focuses on unlimited character customization, relying on its author's understanding to detect and counter game-breaking power plays. Though balanced, QoTR still allows players to create highly effective characters and run them through heroic story lines. To contact Dustin, read more of his writings, or learn more about Quests of the Realm, visit his web site, Quellian-dyrae.

Author:: Dustin Schwerman
Keywords:: role playing game,role playing games,RPG,RPGs
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The Incarceration of Boltis the Demon of Babenhausen Germany

(And: the Necromancy Seer)1784 AD

Today I felt it was about time I told this little story, for it is the 6th day of the 6th month, of 2006, a most commanding day for this story (666).

[Babenhausen, West Germany, 1784 AD The magicians power was not powerful enough to keep hold of the demon, he had incarcerated him into a vortex, by way of a spell; he was likened to a mass of wind frozen in time in his incanting room, his private study where he did his rituals and all such things. He had learned his art from none other than the infamous, yet renowned Azazel, one of the Angelic Renegades of Antiquity. He had taught incantations to certain individuals throughout the ages, and to certain women how to beautify their body; before the great flood he had even taught the art of astronomy and weaponry. His pupils were far and in-between, but were well learned, and the old seer was too old, perhaps a hundred and some, in consequence, his powers had lessoned, to his disma y; and he had underestimated Bolits recoil, once they had become weaker.

It had been several years he held Bolits in check, in his whirlpool of summoning winds; it was now the third day of the moon, and the earths currents were strong, and his powers innately were weak, and Boltis took advantage of this, he swam out of his spelllful cocoon, his hex of binding currents holding him.

Foulness now filled the air, and the old seer looked about, saw the demon staring at him: unbound by his impeding spell: saw him walking about, pacing, like a lion, talking to himself, pacing back and forth, to and fro, from the windows to his chair and table, where the old seer kept a bowl of water on the floor, where he could see visions coming in, and he saw his own death coming, mounting, and thus, he jumped out of the chair, and walking backwards quickly, he bumped into the ironed framed locked door.

Me, Boltis the Demon said, me! He moved backwards as if he was thinking, pa cing, making gestures to himself; next the old seer started to moan, bring forth incantations, and magic was filling the air, you could feel its pulse, and the demon saw this, felt this, heard the old man, and panicked, it was not to his liking, he did not want to be pushed back into the vortex again. Hence, he devoured him like a mad dog, like a wolf, like a vulture, and all that was left were his bones, and he sucked the marrow out of those, and put the remains in the hearth nearby, burned them to ashes: thinking no one would be the wiser, especially his kind. Then like a madman, he danced in a circle, yelling aloud of his victory.

Agaliarept

The hounds of hell, the demons, heard of this, and Agaliarept, the Henchman of Hell, commander of a legion, thereofa lieutenant to Satan Himselfwas not happy in the least to be given the news: he was very displeased at what had taken place; for it was by his orders the seer had bound Boltis, the mischievous demon.

Y ou are condemned!!! Yelled Agaliarept; he yelled it so loud; the whole invisible demonic world heard the echo. It was that the seer was also a high priest of the Moon Occult, He had done all the bidding for Agaliarept (on earth) and had been groomed and weaned (and had detached himself from the physical world to the demonic cause) for nearly a whole century, and now he had no predecessor, no equal, no student to take his place.

Again, Boltis started pacing the wooden floor of this large room, books and candles and aromatic plants lying about, his mouth muffling something, quiet undecipherable speech, and obscenities spurting out, every which way, out of his mouth.

You have created chaos for us again, Boltis! came an echo from below, an echo only His kind could hear, save, there were those humans, few, with magical powers to hear, but very few.

What have you done with our evil necromancy sear? Asked Agaliarept.

Boltis said not a word, and continued pa cing like a wild boar, Hells icy vaults are waiting for you. Came the second message via silent, and invisible airwaves.

Now Boltis was hitting his head, moving like an ape in this room of necromancy, and soon found himself walking a corridor that lead to a tower. He wanted to escape, but how, he was in an old tower in Babenhausen, one that was built around 1714 AD, and it was attached to a fortress like structure. He had gone now from the room to the tower. And there were eyes here and there, looking at him, eyes of his own kind.

But I was locked up for seven years, and the old seer was going to box me up again, what could I do? He questions the Henchman, Agaliarept. True were his words, but Agaliarept knew his kind lied, it was part of their make up, and mercy was not; thus, the eyes paralyzed the infinite desperate demon, and he was brought to the halls of hell, where he was placed, stagnate, in a dungeon cell of ice.

Here, said Agaliarept, you shall r emain until the end of days, until dooms day for earth, for you are more than a nuisance, you are a melting pot of fathomless trouble. And this is where he stayed until 1946, you must read the Afterward to find out where then, he went.

Afterward [1974: It was a number of years later that the demon got lose again, from the frozen vaults of hell, and escaped back to Babenhausen, and was found walking the floors of an old WWII, barracks, where I was stationed on a Military Base, and went to school during the night hours, and heard those very foot steps, his doom walk: his pacing back and forth, and so the legend goes shortly after the war: WWII, a woman was tossed out the window: some say by her lover, who caught her with another man (or was it a man?) others say, they never saw the beast that threw her out the window, but it made the newspapers (which is presently in the archives, periodicals of Babenhausen). This writer was there in 1974 and can testify to most of th is story being told and retold as fact, it is just that no one hasup to this writingput it all together: but now it is. He was, the demon that is, was to remain in that old building, until the end of days (or dooms day I suppose), and should he decide to go again (elsewhere), Agaliarept, the Henchman of hell, will be required to send out his horde of seekers to imprison him again, into the cold vaults of Hell, by command of Azazel, none other.

Note: Inspired by CAS/ and the authors time spent while in West Germany, 1974; and a story he heard one evening after classes, after attending a college course, on base, and listening day after day, year after year the sounds coming from the 4th floor of the building, and after checking it out, no one being there, and then asking other residents nearby, and the security guards, and folks in the township what took place in 1946 (a murder); thus, came rise to this story: The Incarcerated Demon. 6/6/2006; written during lunch at th e EP Caf, in Miraflores, Lima Peru; in particular, the Advance.

See Dennis' web site: http://dennissiluk.tripod.com

Author:: Dennis Siluk
Keywords:: Short Story
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How To Downgrade Your PSP

Many have asked how to downgrade psp this is something that can be done with any version except the 2.05 and the 2.50. These have been set up with no current means to be downgraded. This means that only the 1.51 and the 1.52 version can be downgraded to the 1.50 version. The original version is the 1.0, this version is one that will not run all the homebrew games that have been in the internet.

This full downgrade of psp to a version that can play the games is to set them to a 1.50 version. Since it can only be done for two version, it is required to know the version of the psp when you purchase this. That can be easily learned by checking the package that the psp is purchased in.

Please consider that the firmware of the 1.51, 1.52, and the 2.0 was set up to be downgradable to a version of psp that can support the homebrew games. The one that can perform the best with this is the 2.0. The 2.05 and the 2.50 are never expected to be capable of being downgraded si nce they have the firmware altered to make such things impossible.

The first thing to know is what homebrew is. This is a name for the custom designing that has been done by programmers that have made not just portable games that can be played on the psp, but also emulators that can make it possible to play Super NES, NES, Mega Drive, Master System, Amiga, NeoGeo, SCUMMVM, Gameboy, and other game roms. This makes the psp able to support a huge arsenal of games that are not normally available to the psp and also many of the homebrew additions make these games play at an optimized format.

The two main things that will be needed to run homebrew games is a large memory stick and also a computer. The files that need to be obtained can be downloaded from the internet directly into the psp using an USB port and having the computer utilize the psp as a detachable media. This means that the files can be placed directly from the PC to the psp.

In the memory stick cre ate a folder path that is PSPGame as this is where the homebrews will be saved. Each game should have 2 respective folders that will house the games and the 1.50 hack boot up. For example, Doom would be loaded as two folders that would contain all the files these would be Doom and Doom% . The Doom folder will house all the boot up files that will be needed to get the psp to load as a 1.50 and the Doom% will contain the game itself. This is done but turning the psp off and off and hitting the O and the X buttons.

There are two files that are needed to run the homebrew games properly and make it possible for multiple games to be loaded onto one memory stick. These files are Umd Emulator 0.8c and also Devhook 0.22 as these will make the emulators readable and the bootup process accepted by the firmware. Without these two files the folder above are just junk. These will help discern what the folders are and also how to access the files that are within them.

This has been a tested means that has been proven to be not only useful, but also capable of running various game platforms on the psp. This gives the psp an advantage that all of the other portable game consoles are sorely lacking.

Dylan Graves is an intense PSP fanatic. You can find out more about PSP Downgrading at PSP Blender

Author:: Dylan Graves
Keywords:: how to downgrade psp, downgrading psp, psp downgrading
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The Tiamat and the ForestBoughs

I heard the wet hoofs of the Tiamat: Saw lightening flashes from her eyes, Illumed my way as I tried to escape, (Amazed was I)) Hiding in the deep Forest-boughs))and narrowly did I!

But she retracedone by one, my steps: I could see her teeth, and towering head A tempest of terror, with hungry despair!

For within a few minutes I decriedas she Blended in, indistinguishableamong the Bulk of the forestmassive boughs.

I thought as I drew back (The sound of My heart Loud with vibrations): I bid this old cursed world farewell!

Then her demoniac fury brought The holocaust upon me; Forthwith, I knew now, not where I am! Nor have I Refuge with the eerie fiends.

7/27/2006 #1397 Written at El Parquetito Caf, Lima, Peru

Note: in writing out the new short story of: The Tiamat of Titan, at the El Parquetito Caf, this sunny afternoon Wednesday, in Lima, Peru, Miraflores, the poem came to me suddenly, and I had to order a second cup of coffee to fini sh it. The story being about the birth of the Tiamat; in the past Ive done several poems, and a few short stories on the Tiamat, and three books. Somehow this creature has come into my life, and never seems to leave.

See Dennis' web site: http://dennissiluk.tripod.com

Author:: Dennis Siluk
Keywords:: Poetry and Commentary
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How to Protect Yourself from Credit Card Fraud

When another person succeeds in using your credit information to commit credit fraud, it can cause a lot of hassle in your life. So how do you protect yourself.

Here are a few tips on how to avoid becoming the victim of this type of crime.

Periodically review your credit reports. Order your credit report from each of them at least once a year.

Properly discard documents. Cut up, shred or otherwise destroy credit card statements, credit card receipts, bank statements, preapproved credit offers or any other documents that contain personal information.

Limit identification pieces. Carry only essential identification pieces in your purse or wallet, backpack or car. Do not carry your Social Security card or your birth certificate with you unless absolutely necessary.

Limit the number of credit cards you carry. Try to only carry one or two.

Memorize your PIN and password numbers. Do not write them down.

Make and keep copies of credit acc ount and bank account numbers in a secure place.

Guard your personal information. Don't give out credit card or Social Security numbers to people you don't know.

Do not have your Social Security number printed on your checks or driver's license.

About The Author
Kazuyuki Omino I've been online since 1995 when I was in the US (Boston). I created Japanese celebrity info site and health-related site in 2001. Those websites became popular. So I appeared on the radio show and internet magazines to talk about my websites in Japan (I came back to Japan in 1996 after 6 years of staying in the US). Now I'm creating some other niche information websites for fun and profits. http://www.kazuyukiomino.com

Author:: Kazuyuki Omino
Keywords:: credit card, of credit, social security
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An Actor's Path

Im searching for 'stats' about breaking into SHOW BUSINESS, and this lands on my desk.

LIP AUGMENTATION HAS GAINED POPULARITY AS CELEBRITIES BASK IN THE LIMELIGHT.'

Okay, now Im distracted.

You see, Im looking for something a bit more shrewd, something that might shed light on a young Actors life, like working hard because you love it and you want to be the best.

I know, I know, the whole working hard part is like sand in the mouth, and full lips, well, if you have them flaunt them.

Okay, Im losing ground.

Im nosing around for a story that celebrates the business of acting, such as training hard, harder than any elite athlete, and developing an indestructible no-nonsense big business sense. MORE DONALD TRUMP AND LESS EXTREME MAKEOVER.

But, Im sidetracked by full lipped celebrities and their bad acting shockers, distracted by Jimmy Cho shoes and modeling naked, and WHAM like the scent of sticky buns in Grand Central Station, this ph enomenally interesting cast of characters wakes up my hunger.

Phillip Seymour Hoffmann in CAPOTE
Felicity Huffman in TRANSAMERICA
And Cynthia Nixon in WARM SPRINGS

All serious minded dyed in the wool, hard working, New York City stage Actors, winning awards, in seriously cool projects and making over the enterprise!

Okay, now thats focused. This is the message Anything you really want is hard to get. Be prepared and do your best..

And with that, consider the words of Phillip Seymour Hoffmann... I'm afraid I'll be the kind of actor who thought he would make a difference and didn't.

Janice Hoffmann is founder of SUCCESS IS SWEETEST a New York City Career and Lifestyle Coaching Boutique.

http://www.successissweetest.com

Author:: Janice Hoffmann
Keywords:: Cynthia Nixon, Phillip Seymour Hoffmann, Actors, New York City, show business, Theatre, Film, TV
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Spoonman

I've always taken pride in having an open mind ...

So, when the invitation came to visit Uri Geller at his estate in the English countryside back in the summer of 1987, I couldn't pass the opportunity to personally experience the phenomenon he represents and/or channels.

Uri Geller has made a career out of being controversial. His claims of possessing paranormal talents have not necessarily polarized opinions as much as the outrageous outlets by which he seemingly prefers to display them. For example, Geller has, at one time or another, alleged to have:

- bent spoons and keys merely by concentrating on them,

- made a soccer ball move just before a Scottish penalty kick was taken during an international match against England, causing the shot to be missed and victory assured for the English,

- stopped the hands of time on Big Ben,

- advised families that messages from the dead would appear to them in symbolic acts,

- sent disorienti ng mental signals to KGB agents at the request of the CIA, and

- healed people's afflictions merely by being close to them.

Uri Geller was an Israeli paratrooper who fought in the Six-Day War and dabbled in modeling and a small-time magician's career before bursting onto the global oddity scene by apparently having access to a part of his brain that others didn't. He seemingly had the powers to move objects and sense thoughts and do them well enough that major media and, yes, even major governments took notice. Results may have been mixed --- the CIA, interestingly, doesn't comment either way about their contact with Geller --- but they all served to perpetuate his fame (or notoriety, according to the skeptics).

When we approached his mansion, there was no doubting that his exhibitions, books, television appearances and hobnobbing with politicos and celebrities had allowed him to amass considerable wealth. Geller met us in the foyer, immediately conveying t he impression that he may be a shameless self-promoter in public, but at home, he was a gracious host. This was a social call, so he was casually dressed, soft-spoken and totally unpretentious. I couldn't say that for the furniture in his drawing room, however, as the matching sofa, chairs and coffee table were composed of huge glass-shards held together by metal spines. They were more artwork than furniture, and I was quite glad we settled in the kitchen instead.

Inevitably, our conversation broached the topic of Geller's talents. He asked if I wanted to see them for myself and, after receiving the obvious response, he pulled a spoon from the utensil drawer and gave it to me to inspect. I can attest that it was a normal, everyday spoon; I tried to flex it and confirmed that its malleability was what one would expect from a common spoon.

Geller took it, kept it in clear view, and began to rub the stem in short, quick strokes from his index finger. Before my eyes, the spoon's business end began a perpendicular rise, as if awakening from a nap. When it had formed a 90-degree angle, Geller stopped rubbing and handed me the spoon again. I felt the bent segment of the stem for signs of heat, but there was none. I checked to see if the tensile strength had been diminished, but it had not.

He really did it.

Geller then asked me to pull any spoon from the drawer and he'd do it again. I noticed that they were made of sterling silver --- ie- a normal metal --- and wondered how many he'd buy during the course of a year. Meanwhile, he repeated the feat. The only factor I noticed that could have possibly come into play was that Geller made sure he was standing in the same place both times. There was a metal radiator very close to him, but I have no idea if that played any role in the result.

He then gave me a small notebook and pen and asked me to draw something simple. He stood away and there was no chance he could see what I did. As this was summer, I opted for something totally opposite from the season and sketched a Christmas tree with a star on top. I then closed the notebook and told him I was finished.

Geller reached for a totally separate piece of paper and pen. He sat at the table, thought for a moment and began to draw. He briefly stared at me and then returned to his task. It only took another minute for him to announce he was done. He put down his pen and held up his drawing.

It was a Christmas tree, with a star on top.

I was impressed. I almost wished I had something he could heal.

I could not resist asking one off-the-wall question. I knew a prominent shipbuilding family in Spain who had access to the records of many galleons which disappeared on return voyages from the New World. Many of them were laden with gold. Had Geller ever been asked to 'divine' for precious metals underwater?

He didn't bat an eye. No, he replied, But I don't know why I couldn't.

He pulled a book from a nearby shelf and opened it to a section of photographs in the middle. The topic was Uri Geller. The photos were allegedly taken with a sensitivity that exceeded the spectrum of light. There seemed to be a 'cloud' between Geller's head and a small object of his concentration, such as a ball. The inference was that his mental projection was being physically 'captured' on film, joining his mind with the matter on which he was focused.

I ultimately did report to the Spanish magnates what I had seen and what I suggested. They were more than interested. One of their scions promised to get back to me, and he did, but somewhere during the course of our days, the momentum to pursue such a project faded.

I did pay closer attention to Uri Geller in the next few years. The two displays I witnessed were clearly his top talents; I read accounts of similar feats from others who had met him. However, Geller wasn't as successful when he attempted to expand his range. For instance, he bought a soccer team, Exeter, and said he'd keep his mind off the pitch. I guess he did, as they were relegated to a lower division under his chairmanship.

Allegedly, Geller did later claim to avail his services to oil and gold companies. He said he got results, but that nobody wanted to disclose he was the secret to their success. He's since written a number of books --- some of the holistic tomes are actually quite logical and devoid of anything paranormal --- and continues to enjoy the company of celebrities.

I have no idea about his talents beyond what I saw. I am convinced that what I witnessed was authentic. My lingering thought is what Geller's displays to me could portend for the human condition. It's a fact that 90% of our cerebrum's utility is yet to be understood. Did all of us really have the powers of Telekinesis and Telepathy?

Those are deep thoughts, and I'm certainly open to further suggestions. In the mea ntime, if I ever come across shipping records which list a cargo of golden spoons lost at sea, I know who I'm going to call.

Copyright 2006 The Longer Life Group

J Square Humboldt is the featured columnist at the Longer Life website, which is dedicated to providing information, strategies, analysis and commentary designed to improve the quality of living. His page can be found at http://longerlifegroup.com/Cyberiter.html and his observations are published three times per week.

Author:: J Square Humboldt
Keywords:: Uri Geller, Telekinesis, Telepathy, spoon bending, Cyberiter
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Victims of Hollywood not Villains

For nearly a century now Arabic people have been portrayed in negative ways in over 50 Hollywood Films. Evil Arab villains have taken on the Americans, the Brits, the Israelis, Africans, and fellow Arabs. They have been Stereotyped as Terrorists, misogynistic sheikhs, megalomaniacs, fighters, smugglers I could go on all day. Im not saying that its wrong to show an Arabic person as a villain in a film once or twice, but why the need for the constant vilification of these people?

Surely the U.S. Government must step in and say enough is enough. Unfortunately, the truth couldnt be further from this. Instead of condemning these negative Stereotypes of Arabic people, the Department of Defence and the U.S. Marine Corps have provided military equipment, technical assistance and personnel to help th e Hollywood studios create these anti-Arab Films. Over 14 Hollywood Films such as True Lies and Rules of Engagement, which all show Americans killing Arabs, thank the Department of Defence in their credits.

Its not just adults which are being influenced by Stereotypes of Arabic people. Hollywood is targeting children as well. When children think of Arabic countries a host of Stereotypes must come to mind: Belly dancers, sultans, gold, palaces, market places, and flying carpets. Where did they get these ideas from? Disneys animated feature film Aladdin of course. Disney Americanized numerous aspects of the film. They renamed the princess Jasmine (she was originally called Buddir al Buddor). They changed her clothing from what a traditional princess would wear to the somewhat lower status of a belly dancers attire. They also gave the evil Jafer exaggerated Arab features and depicted him in a far from pleasant way. So if children are brought up to have downbeat attitudes of Arabic people then the Hollywood studios are just perpetuating these unhelpful labels.

Some people in the Arabic community describe their portrayal in Hollywood Movies as the three bs. They are either depicted as bombers, belly dancers or billionaires. I have three bs of my own: Im bemused how Hollywood gets away with their blatant jibes at Arabic culture, Im baffled that this issue hasnt been thrust into the Media spotlight and Im overwhelmed by the brashness of the U.S. Government in regard to controlling this ongoing representation of Arabic people.

Toby Clarke is the founder of http://www.open-your-mind.co.uk A site where you can check out current affairs articles, film reviews, music reviews, inerviews, a polling booth and much more.

Open Your Mind is currently looking for people to write articles and reviews, go to the site and click on the contact page for more details...

Author:: T Clarke
Keywords:: Arabs, Hollywood, Celebrity, Films, Movies, Media, Terrorist, Stereotype, Government
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Stockbridge Romance (Chapter Two: The Dance Floor)

The clock was staring at me in the cool barroom, on the third floor of the hotel, a paleness swept over Beijing, before the twilight as I looked out its big bay windows. American music was playing, and a karaoke set up was on the stage in front of me. It was a ghostly menacing day in a way (I enjoyed the sites but so much rush), full of people and buses, and of no promise of meeting anyone in particular, girl that is, yet I did not try either, that is, except for that insulting female on the wall. The sign read on the karaoke stand: 9:30 PM Karaoke Night! I had sat around a while and when I looked at the clock for the second time it read: 8:30 PM, I was nursing a coke, drinking it slowly down: the night was early, and I was not in any hurry to go back to my isolated quiet room, although I liked the idea of it. I paced about looked down the long towering street from the bay window.

Then all of a sudden, there was that girl the one from the wall, she had walked in like a princess, head back, shoulders straight like an arrow, and she was nice looking now that I could stare a bit, check her out more; get a better look at her, but then, after that I tried to hide behind the pillar by my table which was next to it. I really didnt want to greet her should she expect me to. She pulled off her red light sweater, and tossed it over a corner of a chair, the table she was to sit down at was in front of me (could she not find a better place to sit, I thought). On second thought, she spotted me, and waved with her cat like paw. I didnt wave back, this, for sure, surprised her, she was not used to such rudeness, or being shunned, so I suspect: only making fun of people who had heart surgery.

She flung out a cigarette from her purse, cold like. Heaviness to her eyes now, was she staring, sleeping or just uncaring by that squinting, and side look she gave me, but she was staring at me nonetheless, and to speculate on this, I didnt like it, so I picked up my coat and moved over to another table, a ting more on the dim side of the room, there was a pillar covering myself a little from her sight should she wish to pursue the mocking; it kind of hid me from her, I just didnt want to get into this womans lib thing: you know, I can do what any man can do, thing.

My mind was now miles away, if not twenty-five miles from this barroom, going over the day, hour by hour. In a half an hour a man stepped up to a stand, spoke over a microphones,

Karaoke tonight, stick around!

I could hear horns from the motorcars outside below the hotel, winding up the street. The girls face was fading back to my location, per expression was both calm and conscious in a pleasant way. However, her eyes didnt move as they should have I thought; indeed, they did more staring, idiomatic, seemingly.

There was a brief moment, several Chinese girls came into the lounge, with their boss, I met him, or he actually introduced himself to me, worked with the oil companies, and wanted me to dance with a sweet looking Chinese girl about twenty three years old. And so I did, while he gossiped with the other girls. Afterwards, he gave me his card, unanticipated like, I took it, and it said: Executive manager of (some oil company). You see me tomorrow, I fix you up with girl, they like Americans, he said.

The girl had told me, on the dance floor, she was learning the oil business, and seemed more interested to me in oil than in dancing, but she also seemed like she wanted to please her boss. But I told the Big Shot thanks, and went back to my corner in the barroom after two or three dances: they also needed to get to bed early the Boss said.

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Author:: Dennis Siluk
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3 Types of Party Accessories

There are three types of Party accessories. You've got the stuff people wear, the Decorations at the Party and the take-home gifts. Each one is a valuable part of the Party, without the dcor its just like you've invited friends over for dinner, which is nice but often not what you'd intended. Similarly without the accessories for guests to wear they may not feel part of the atmosphere, just feel like observers in a festive environment. Lastly, the take home gifts give the Party goers something to remember the event by, be it a trinket or some candies.

Accessories for your guests come in many shapes and sizes. There are silly hats, noisemakers, masks and jewelry amongst other things. Depending on the type of Party you're having you may want a specific type of accessory. You can add instant Hawaiian atmosphere by greeting guests at the door with Leis or hand out beaded necklaces and masks at a Mardi Gras Party.

Dcor is what makes the Party and there are al l kinds of decoration, garlands, streamers, balloons, confetti and did I already say balloons? Anyway the dcor gives the place a festive atmosphere and brightens people's moods on entering a room. You want to choose the right type of accessory to decorate your Party, garland for Christmas and confetti on New Year's.

Party Favors as said will give your guests something material to help them remember the Party, for as long as you desire. If you wish you can give them candies which will last about a day or so and you can say you ended the Party with something sweet. Or you can handout items that hang from the car's rear view mirror, so every time they get in the car they'll remember where they got that pair of fuzzy dice.

Mrs. Party... Gail Leino is the internet's leading authority on selecting the best possible Party Supplies, using proper etiquette and manners while also teaching organizational skills and fun facts. Free Party Games to help complete your event.

Author:: Gail Leino
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The Brutes of Planet Moiromma Episode #2 " Morg the Hunter

The Brutes of Planet Moiromma

[Part of the: Cadaverous Planets

Episode #2

In: Morg the Hunter: of Planet Moiromma

Tangor, Space Traveler

1 Ville

Morg, of Moiromma, was a great hunter in the cold lands of the planet, He was only beaten once in a fight also, and by non other than Kahg, who almost became king of the planet. Now gone somewhere in the universe, somewhere in the Black Galaxy it was said, perhaps the Gray Planet (the very one Siren had been stranded one.) He hunted the great Reptilian-walruses (whom weighed some 2000-pounds, and had tusks several feet long, they were captured and used, for the mud arena battles (similar to earths gladiators days, one might point out, if they could make comparisons); in what was named by Tangor, Brutes Ville; in last of the town-let having no name. He was a loner and somewhat of mystery. His father being none other than ob, Tangor killed who fought with Kahg, for the kingship of Moiromma, and b oth, along with a loudmouth spectator. In any case, he held no grudges, and Yob was last here to have been on earth, thus, it was perhaps a day to have been killed for him, earth being more suitable, as far as living conditions went than Moiromma.

During the last great battles of the Brutes, it happened to be Morg was present, and he watched Tangor, as well as the stranger that annoyed him behind him, and how he battled with his father and Kahg. He was somewhat impressed with his skill. Nonetheless, he held no grudges against Tangor. Brutes Ville, but he had his eye on something more than the battle that day, he was hoping his father would win, and perhaps hed be king thereafter.

There was a thunderous sound coming down the slopes, to the nearby valley, and then the rattling of the huts of the 15,000 residents in the Ville, the sound was a booming sound, boom-boom, it made the earth vibrate, and made the inhabitants a trifle curious, to the point they all let th eir above to see what was happening. There they stood at the edge of town, their faces split into shock, spellbound, everyone was terrified, and it is hard for a Moirommalits to get terrified, believe you me. Here they saw two-hundred or more mysterious looking creatures a gray maze, blobs coming down, snow flying about like dust, and the Hunter, as they called Morg, was leading them right toothier town-let.

2 Stamped The Moirommalits had never seen a stamped for the most part, and the idea came, somewhat came, from Tangors stamping into the mud arena, and suddenly killing everyone, and taking a spectator with him. So Morg got the idea, and reversed it. He took 200-prize beasts out of the Arctic region, total weight over 40,000 pounds of muscle, and blubber coming down upon to the village, it would devastate it, and its inhabitants, like Tangor did in the arena. Surprise and overwhelming odds would do it, Morg told himself.

He was the greatest hunter the plane t had, and the beasts feared him, that hed kill their children unrepentantly, when they were sleeping, he often did that anyways, and somehow he got this across to the beasts, if they would not help him, and perhaps hed leave them alone for a spell thereafter. In any case, they were coming down a slop of sorts, now in the valley coming towards their homes (more like huts), sliding like penguins on ice.

Just inches away from the edge of the Ville, Morg stopped the beasts, whom had massive fins, two in the front and two in the back; long necks, and a huge rounded body with a back extended (Reptilian-walruses).

Make me king! he demanded of the people, or ill hove all the village smashed, and those of you here along with it.

(The Ville had no choice, it would be half of the planets doom should they not heed his words. Behind the village was the caves, they could run into them, and in the tunnels, but could not last forever there, and when they came out the be asts would be hungry. So grisly, they accepted his terms, and he became king. And thus, a new kingdom was born.

Note: Written at El Parquetitos (during lunch), Lima (Miraflores), Peru, 11/11/2006

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Author:: Dennis Siluk
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Anime Content and Its Effects

A lot of people today know at least something about Anime. Some may refer to it as Japanese Animation, while others may say that they're cartoons that look a lot better than American toons. Well, both of those appear to be correct if you ask the majority of Anime fans out there. Anime has been around for a long time and it is definitely blossoming everywhere across the world. Since this has been in effect, Anime on the internet has been expanding as well.

According to the Internet age early in the 1990s, Anime was slowly approaching to its fans diversely across the web. Different websites were made to display different Anime series by giving the visitors content to come back for. Around this time, Anime fans were more into searching for their favorite Anime series and finding media such as images and screenshots from the specific shows that they watched and enjoyed. Inspired by Japanese Animation, these fans were verily into drawing their own Anime pictures. When thi s trend vastly became popular, fans began to submit their Anime fan art to websites, so that others can view their work. This, however, was only its starting point as Anime started to reach out to thousands of people.

After 1995, amassed Anime shows from Japan had entered the television networks of America. Popularly known cable television channels such as Sci-Fi, Cartoon Network's Toonami, WB, and FOX took part in this new revolution and millions of Anime fans started to watch their very own Anime programs! Primarily, these television networks aired shows such as the popular Dragon Ball Z, Sailor Moon, and Gundam Wing. But as the numbers watching Anime in the nation grew to a certain point, even more shows were available to the fans. Once again, it all came back to the Internet as an evolved form.

Movie clips and other multimedia became broadly accessible to the public now. Fans started downloading countless of video clips based on their favorite Anime series. S oundtracks and albums were also out, along with DVDs that can be purchased online and in stores everywhere. This age of Anime content on the web lasted quite a few good years until, of course, the modern days of Anime kicked in. This period of time is what I refer to as Unlimited Anime, meaning that there is basically no limit to what sources have to offer in the field of Japanese Animation.

Finally it happened. Fans can now download Full Episodes of numerous Anime series, with no strings attached. But this doesn't mean that just anybody can download Full Episodes, because you had to have met the minimum requirements. This condition means that the person who wishes to download this content has to generally have the original DVD of that particular Anime series. So if users that download Anime Full Episodes don't have DVD copies of the series, the website isn't responsible for their actions. A website offering this type of content to Anime fans normally has a Terms & Pol icy statement, which elucidates all possible rights and wrongs, stated on a portion of their website. These webmasters let their visitors download Full Episodes by either direct linking to the URL, uploading it as a zip or compressed file onto a P2P network, or submitting it as a BitTorrent media, which is by the way the latest method used today.

I host an Anime website, by the name of DJ's Anime, that basically presents this major Anime multimedia to the public. You can view my website at http://djs-Anime.uni.cc/ and view the Anime content that I offer. It's currently a new project of mine and will soon expand to a much larger audience.

I was born on May 7, 1988 in India. I came to America at an early age for education and a better future. I currently live in Orange Park, FL of North America. I'm in high school right now and being a webmaster is what I do at home on the internet. I have mastered HTML and other languages that are necessary to know when designing websites. I have made several successful websites online and each time, my knowledge reaches a new height. I am concentrating on web marketing for my website by taking part in several affiliation programs in order to gain traffic and possibly towards making mOney.

Author:: Jay Goswami
Keywords:: Anime,Full,Episodes,Dragon,Ball,Samurai,Champloo,Inuyasha,One,Piece,Downloads,Movies,Final,Fantasy
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The Horrible Stories About Cellulite

Cellulite: Horrors!

Societys obsession with Cellulite is insidious and ridiculous. Pick up any womans magazine and you are guaranteed to find and advertisement or article outlining the horrors of Cellulite and what you should do to rid your body of this blight. What is Cellulite anyway?

Cellulite has been defined as the dimpled or uneven deposit of fat as seen around the thighs and buttocks. This fat accumulates near the surface of the skin and pushes against the skin tissues. This gives it the dimpled appearance like an orange peel. Thus, adopting the name peau d orang in French.

Regardless of your gender, people of all ages have certain amount of Cellulite. When this Cellulite is seen on babies, it is consid ered attractive. It is generally seen that popular magazines in grocery stores display pictures of actresses, addressing their bodies as normal - they sure do not tell the true story.

There are numerous 'quick fix' solutions available to fix this ugly affliction. The markets are inundated with creams, lotions, and potions that can get rid of the dimpled devil from our legs and thighs. However, our focus is totally skewed as we do not identify the real solution. What can be worked away with simple exercises such as biking or walking is combated with creams and lotions. Not only exercises get rid of Cellulite, they also tone your legs. Thus, the cause of Cellulite is a sedentary lifestyle and Cellulite can be got rid of by a regular exercise regime. While a body does not remain fit and toned for life, but keeping oneself healthy is a choice that can be easily exercised. Cellulite is to addressed as a normal characteristic of the body and not a disease that has to be got rid of.

Various medical magazines and journals identify Cellulite as fatty tissue that is not unhealthy itself and is no different from ordinary fat. This is a result of unhealthy habit that can be overcome or reduced by adopting an active routine such as walking. What can not be achieved through the numerous creams and lotions shall be achieved through simple exercises.

Any supplement, topical product, device, or spa treatment that claims to reduce Cellulite should be approached with caution for safety reasons and because they simply are not effective. Your best bet is to get regular sometimes strenuous, exercise and eat a diet that wont add on extra fat. Also, remember that each bodys pattern of fat distribution is inherited, so everyones problem areas are different.

The U.S. National Library of Medicine recommends the following for people concerned about Cellulite:

Your diet must consist of fruits, vegetables, and fiber.

Fluids should be taken in large quantity.

Undertake exercises regularly.

Maintain a healthy weight with no wildly luctuating dieting.

Quit smoking in case you do.

About The Author
Etula Depeau is the occupier and webdesigner of Cellulite Inc. which is the premier resource for Cellulite information. For questions or comments about this article go to : http://www.burnCellulite.com

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Keywords:: Cellulite treatment, Cellulite
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Paris Hilton: Why is Everyone So Obsessed With Her?

If you haven't heard or uttered the words Paris Hilton, you just might be living under a rock. Or just lucky enough to live far enough away from a culture that is obsessed with guilty pleasures, like Paris Hilton Gossip and reality TV.

She's the partying heiress of the affluent and filthy rich Hilton family, the daughter of Rick and Kathy Hilton who will one day leave her and her other siblings millions of dollars from the family business, the Hilton hotel chain. Have you been to one? They're pretty nice...

Am I saying that I'm immune to the Paris fever? Well, let's just say I've seen more than a few episodes of The Simple Life in which she Stars with her best friend Nicole Richie. Oh wait, that's right, they're not best friends any more.

How could I forget, with the News of the breakup smattered throughout the tabloids every week for two months? Yes, I admit, I did watch the first season of the show, when it wasn't a shameless bunch of scripted sit uations that this clueless twosome got themselves into.

From the famous Paris Hilton and Rick Solomon sex tape, to the name of her dog, Tinkerbell, and her endless string of boy toys, it seems that the public knows way too much about Paris and can't seem to get enough of her and her exploits. At first I thought this was her two minutes of fame. It turns out it's been more than two years, and the press is still at it, and Paris is just eating it up.

Does she ever tire of the endless stream of hounding paparazzi? I don't think so. I actually think Paris quite likes it, and fashioned her life in such a way that it has turned out exactly the way she planned. Paris is a money making machine, as well as a publicity machine. She's a self made socialite.

Oh and then there's actress, singer, reality TV show star, homemade video star, product endorser. The list goes on and on. Is there a method to the Paris Hilton madness? Or is it just marketing genius from someone behind the scenes? I guess we'll never know. Just like we'll never stop hearing about the heiress, I have a hunch.

Visit Spoozer: Celebrity, Entertainment for great leisure reading and the latest scoop on Celebrities, Entertainment, cars, music, technology, webmastering and even beer. Danna Schneider is the founder of Flick Wiki Celebrity Gossip and Entertainment News.

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The Green Sea of the Amazon Chapter Two: Tarantulas

We were out and under the light of the moon, a good distance from our lodge, in the thick of this jungle, the Amazon. This time there was no path to guide us somewhat, but Avelino assured me he didnt need one, it was his backyard he said, matter-of-fact, he said that too many times, it made me suspicious. Now we were in the dense jungle, a flashlight in his hands, and mine likewise, the moon over our heads we could hardly see, looking fornone other than the big spider, the Tarantulas. We were lucky in that we got our own guide, and the other group three or four couples, had one guide for them all. It was as I wanted it, if possible.

As we walked in the deep, we past many large trees, larger and thicker than the thickest pillars of any cathedral I had been in, and Ive been in them from Istanbul to Rome, and throughout South America, and North America; and all along our sides was entangled shrubbery, a wealth of green. Rosa and I walked shoulder to shoulder, and as f ar as I knew Avelino was walking was walking everywhichway. But some how we got him to slow down for me, and thus, I got to rest when needed. We had stopped earlier in the day at his home village, perhaps 200- natives, several houses on sticks, or I should say, wooded beams; and a large school house, a square box type building, with a tin roof, and thin wooded sides for walls, not much but it served it purpose. It now comes to mind as we walked through this thick foliage of a jungle at night the story he told us: his village was along side the river, We got to keep a good eye out on the children, they run off, and get into the thick of the high grass, and the big cats come and pull them by the necks, or the snakes come and swallow them, but mothers cant be everywhere all the time, can they he said, rhetorically. And then he introduced us to his sister-in-law.

All of a sudden we stopped by a big tree, its trunk was perhaps thirty feet round, and its roots extended a half foot out of the ground, and a big hole was under one root, the largest root it seemed, of the tree, or what I could see of the tree.

Itll all work out, he said looking at Rosa, and putting his stick into the hole, thinking perchance, Rosa might freak out or something. Rosa was behind me, I was about four feet from the hole, and of course our guide was almost on top of it, possibly two feet, with his stick inside of it.

Then I saw, and Im sure Rosa saw legs coming out of the hole: extending out of the hole, not rat legs, but legsThatll be ok, he said, not sure if he was talking to us or the creature inside the hole. The legs turned out to be hairy, reddish-brown, huge spider legs, called a Tarantula: larger than my whole hand, legs longer than my fingers, as thick as my fingers. Rosa moved just a ting, Whered he come from, she said.

Its his home, said Avelino I woke him up.

Now Rosa was stone-still and I was amazed, the eyes of the creature were s taring at me, or so it seemed, and Avelino waved his long magic wand (or stick) around its legs, as if it tranquilized it; or had him trained to stand down. Then another long legged tarantula came out, as if to either protect its mate, or join in on the festivities. But the second one never came out all the way, like the first one, it kept its guard, and remained halfway in the whole.

Be calm Rosa, I said, I could hear her heart beating, and her breathing heavy, but she is a good sidekick when it comes to traveling, she wants to be part of everything, I can only recall once when she panicked and I had to retreat from my forward advance: it was in Glastonbury, England, on the Tor, the Great Mound, known in ancient times as Avalon, when a heard of cows, huge cows came up, and she is a small woman, and they came blocking the walkway to the top, from the bottom upwards as we were coming down, and I grabbed her as not to panic and started walking through the herd, and sh e pulled away and ran to the side of the mound, and I joined her, and we had to climb down the mound sideways. Oh well, one out of a hundred is not bad.

So here we were with two monstrous huge spiders, with beady eyes, staring at us, and I guess it was to me the funniest thing to see this stick tranquilize them to the point of shortening out the danger, to where there seemed not to be any.

It had been a full day, and therefore after this escapade, we went back to the lodge....

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Troy Burroghs And the Dunsbury Capers

Surrealist-Traveler

Three Capers

Advance: I was hired as a body guard out of San Francisco, by Mr. Dunsbury during a party I was at one evening. It would be a trying time in my life, but I needed the money and he offered me double my wages, for I worked at Lilly Anns dress factory as a bundle boy, sorting out cloths, and working my way up, as they say, the ladder. But I wasnt going up too fast. I was going to be a designer, or higher level of management. But again I say the ladder was not moving fast.

And so when he, Mr. Dunsbury made the offer, it sounded pretty good. I was a karate expert at the time, studying the fine arts of this skill by a 6th degree black belt. I liked San Francisco, and I liked the idea I could make more money, and the job seemed easy. So I was to become a bodyguard, with a fist full of dollars, and knuckles, you know the old saying: the Knuckle Sandwich, that was my game, foolish now as it may seem, it was back in 69, and I wa s kind of a wildcat you could say.

Im talking in the past tense of course, for I guess I grew up sense those days. But I wanted to tell you a capper of a story, three in all.

I was hired back in l968-69, back when a buck was buck, as I was saying as a bodyguard, and I almost landed in jail. Im a daring man, but I didnt like what I was getting into. Its called Trouble, my friend, on the highest mountaintop, something like that. There were three cappers as I was saying; I got involved with during this nine-month period of my young life. The first I call, The Party Caper, the second The Boat Caper, and the third I call The Photo Caper. You will find out in a moment my friend, hang on to your seats, I got to get a cokeok, Im back got my coke, lets go:

The Party Caper

First off all it was not a moonlit night, it was a shitty night. I was with Mr. Dunsbury, and his associates, they all had guns but me; they figured I was deadly with my fists and so that was enough. We had gone to a house party, just us four, and met a man there. I dont even know his name, nor never was told it. I sat close to Mr. Dunsbury; watching to insure his body was safe from harm: my job you know. I wasnt too good at this job; I just knew I had to insure nobody hit the dude. And as Mr. Dunsbury talked to the fella, he got mad at him for not paying back some money; I was just praying it had nothing to do with drugs. And when he Mr. D, for short, looked at one of the three other associates, I call them Mr. Big, Mr. Medium, and Mr. Short, for they were all different sizes, and I cant remember their names so readily. But I do remember their sizes. Big was 67 , Medium was 58, and Short was 49with out their shoes. Anyhow, as I was saying or about to say, Mr. Big pulled out a gun; shot the other man. Mr. D, got up walked over to the phone, and told the party on the other line, to set up a party, then we all walked out the door, and Mr. Big and Mr. Sh ort, carried the dead dude.

Does it bother you, Troy, said Mr. D, to me with a rustic voice.

Oh no sir, Im used to this kind of stuff, and my mouth went dry.

Good, he said, adding, just cover my ass, boy!

I said I would insure no one shot it, if that is what he meant, he kind of looked at me dumb, he wasnt the smartest guy in town, or perhaps I wasnt.

It was about 3:00 AM when we got to this empty lot, behind a building, and I seen a garage door open; we got out of the car, and Mr. Big and Mr. Short brought the body of the guy through it, and I followed Mr. D. Then all of a sudden two metal gates opened, and a woman with `a hundred or so people behind her came walking through it, she had a rifle in her hands, I wasnt sure what to do, Mr. D, just stood there, I was thinking I wished I had his gun, but instead I stood in front of him, and got in a karate stance. I was just waiting for her to point the rifle, but she was too far away.

Said M r. D, Dont worry Troy, shes my party gal, and she smiled, putting the rifle to her side. She was a beauty, and as she walked to Mr. D, she put her fingers through my hair, as she kissed him on the lips, and said,

Where is my pearl ring, you were going to size it for me?

And he pulled out a pearl ring the size of my finger tip (the big finger), and I have mighty big finger tips my friend, mighty big.

She put it on, kissed him again, and told the people to set up everything for a party, and instructed four cameramen to get into position to take pictures. For the life of me I couldnt figure out what the heck was going on, within ten-minutes everyone was dancing, drinking, and having fun. I seemed to be left out for some reason, but my job was to stand by the man. And so I did.

Then came Mr. Big and Mr. Short, with the dead man and another that looked just like him, dressed up just like him. What was going on I asked myself. Then Mr. Big put the dead man in a chair, while the other man went walking around, while people were taking pictures and movies of him. An hour went by, then all of a sudden a man came walking up to Mr. D to ask him something, and he put his hand out to him, and I kicked him in the groin, and gave him an elbow in the back of the spine and he dropped in front of him.

Troy, said Mr. D, with a little laughter, this man works for me.

Woops, I said, and then apologized to the man.

The fella stood up looked at me as if unsure of what to say, and I suppose there really was nothing to say, and said,

Mr. Dunsbury, everything is in place, were ready to go.

Good, replied Mr. D. nodding his head as if to give some kind of approval. Then out of the blue, within the following two minutes, a gunshot was heard, and the man standing that looked like the fella that Mr. Big had shot, got shot again, but this time he started to shoot first, and his bullets were not doing anything, and an other person shot at him, and he fell down. Then the guy got up and ran, and Mr. Medium brought the other dude over to where the look-alike was and put him there on the ground. The guy, who shot, pretended to shoot the dude hollered:

Call the police, my head was spinning. When the police arrived, the man told him the story, that this dude pulled out a gun, and pointed to a gun, and he had no choice but to shoot, and that he and a license for the gun, and was a private detective. Mr. D and I just stood there. And the movie camera guy handed over the movie of the party, and several willing party guests handed over their instamatic pictures. And that was that. That was the day, I figured Mr. D, was smarter then I thought. But I didnt like this business, and wanted to get out.

The Boat Caper

Everything happens at night it seems, or at least in Mr. Ds world [D, is short for Mr. Dunsbury, but I told you that already, I just want to make sure you do not forge t.

Well, three months had passed by since I was involved with that last trick of a deal he played: his kind of business. Yet I still wasnt sure what business he was in. But one night he wanted me to smoke some pot, and then some heroin. I told him no, Id quite before I did that, and the other man that was talking to him, got mad. And Mr. D, said, he is still ok, Marty, he called him Marty, by his first name you see because I think he was a close friend. They did a lot of business together. And so Marty said, If you trust him, so do I, and gave me a big smile, and walked away. In his business smiles mean one of two things, a raise, or the grave.

It is dangerous not to accept a gift in this business, said Mr. D, and smiled with his unorthodox smirk, which was likened to him: a jerky smirk. But I paid little attention, I was not a user, nor was going to be, and if he didnt like it, Id give him a knuckle sandwich, I think [thats what I thought at the time.

Well, we ended up on a houseboat, down in the San Francisco harbor. There was that woman again, and a guy. She knew what Mr. D, was up to, and she was having an affair with this young dude. Mr. D was in his late 30s; I was in my early 20s, as was the dude and his girlfriend of sorts. Mr. D, Mr. Medium and myself were sitting in the houseboat, and they both walked in and sit down. The gal walks over to Mr. D, gives him a kiss, and the dude just sits there. And he looked mighty scared.

Where is my money? said Mr. D.

The dude pulls out $500, and tells him I can get the rest later.

Mr. D laughs, You can get me four grand later, where?

The young man tries to swallow, hoping he doesnt shoot him in the head, and usually from what I was witnessing his victims got shot in the chest, or the heart he was particular. I think it was less messy, something like that.

The boy couldnt speak, he pissed in his pants, and all Mr. D did was look at Mr. Mediu m, and smiled, and out came the gun, and a shot in the chest a second later. The girl took a deep breath, and let it out as a relief. Something was funny I felt. You know, mans intuition. But I just couldnt put my finger on it, Take the dude and put him in the back of the boat, he told the girl and Mr. Medium, and well be back for him later. Then he pointed to the girl to stay behind and make sure all went well, that Mr. Big was on his way.

By the time Mr. Big arrived both the boy-dude was gone and Mr. Ds girl. They had played a fast one on him. The dude had got to the gal, and had a metal jacket on, and the blood was ketchup. Mr. D was mad for three months about that, but he got over it when the money started coming in. They were out of San Francisco anyways, and D was too contemptible to have him followed across the country, if not Mexico or Canada. I was kind of happy it ended up that way; I was tired of being caught in the middle of this caper s.

The Photo Caper

Mr. D and his three associates and I went on a little ride to a small town about 125-miles outside of San Francisco, to a hotel. There we checked into two rooms, Mr. D, and me and the three associates next door. For some odd reason, he trusted me more than them.

The day was hot and we were all walking about the little town, then in the back of the hotel Mr. Medium was taking photos all over the place, and Mr. Big was taking photos of Mr. Medium taking photos, where Mr. Short was, was beyond me I dont know, someplace. And as Mr. Medium seen a man, he asked if he could take his picture, and he stood there and said Sure, and when he took the photo, a shot came from somewhere, I would bit it was from Mr. Shorts gun.

The man fell, and several people were around Mr. Medium, and me, and Mr. Big. Mr. Big just looked at the dude on the ground, spit along side his head, as if by accident, and trying to clear his throat; but it was more th an that. Then all of a sudden the police came, and started questioning Mr. D and his relationship with the dead man. And to my surprise he knew him, but said he had nothing to do with the murder, and Mr. Big came out to show the police the pictures that Mr. D was simply walking around with his bodyguard, and Mr. Big was just a passerby. Mr. Medium showed the police his picture he took of the dude, saying, I was testing out my new camera. Well, to be honest, it kind of looked that way, but I new it was a crock of you know what.

And my friends that was that: we drove back to town. Three months later I told Mr. D I got drafted into the Army, and was so sorry about not being able to be employed by him (another Crock of you know what). Mr. D was sad, as sad as he could normally be, and that was not very sad on the human scale, but on a demonic scale it could have reached#10, but that was that.

Actually, I joined the Army; I couldnt take the lifestyle of Mr. D.

5-2002/Revised 12/30/2005 (completed 2/22/2006)

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Crystal Radio Sets Are Alive and Kicking

I was brought up under strict conditions. Bedtime was at a certain rigid time every night. Lights out meant no reading; it meant sleep. It certainly did not include listening to radio broadcasts.

But as a child of thirteen, I discovered the delights of the crystal set. It was a frustrating affair. The workings of it have remained a complete mystery. How, I wondered then, could a lump of gray mineral possibly capture radio waves and do so without a battery?

Now, several decades later, the answers are easy to find on the Internet here I quickly discover that crystal sets, and the parts to make them, are readily available today even though they look vastly different from the crude thing I had. In comparison, todays lookwellpositively modern.

To my amazement, according to Google there are 81,200 pages that contain the phrase crystal set.

There is even The Xtal Set Society http://www.midnightscience.com which says it is dedicated to once again buildin g and experimenting with radio electronics. It advertises books, parts and kits. One kit is called the Quaker Oat Box Radio Pack. It contains one roll of 24-gauge hook-up wire (100 feet), one germanium diode, one 47,000-ohm resistor, one alligator clip, and one crystal earplug. Sounds just about as basic as my old setbut I dont remember the other instructions that come with this kit: You will need to provide your own antenna wire and oatmeal box.

The advertised price is $8.95. Do some reverse inflation calculations and you will know better than I now remember roughly how much I paid for my set back in 1947. Any money I had in those days was earned by not spending my lunch money at school, so I know the set I had was dirt-cheap.

Radio Shack sells starter kits too. Describing a project for beginning experimenters at http://www.thebest.net/wuggy/rs99fun.htm one reviewer said the Radio Shack crystal radio kit Cat. No. 28-178 is a pretty fair starter set. It does work , and some simple modifications will enhance its performance. When he wrote four years ago, the price was $9.99. After some modifications, which he describes, he was able to listen to New York, Netherlands Antilles, Cuba, Charlotte NC, Chicago, and a few others. What a difference a coil of wire for an antenna makes!

For some fascinating photographs, you might want to take a look at http://www.schmarder.com/radios/crystal With their knobs and dials for tuning in a favorite station they make me positively envious!

There was no simple method for tuning my set. I remember there was a contact of some sort, and that by moving this minuscule distances across the crystal you could, with much patience, tune in a radio station. Usually, it was faint. Fiddle with the contact and the signal would be lost and found again many times before a signal strong enough to enjoy came in. And it would often disappear in the middle of a show for no obvious reason.

He aims and fire s, but he missesand that was his last bullet. The killer reaches for him, the axe raised in his other hand, and fizzle, crackle, silence. Mutter, mutter (the latter being me)!

Now I understand I needed to pay much more attention to installing a good antenna a 50-foot piece of wire outside the house and as high as possible and that I needed a good ground. But as a 13-year-old, I simply wanted to listen under the bed covers in the dark to my favorite radio thriller.

It almost didnt matter what the program was. Each had the compelling signature music, sometimes just single musical notes, the voices with their sense of urgency, the suspense, the climax, the scripting formula. I also remember the screech of car tires in chase scenes. It was pretty gripping stuff for a small boy.

Remember how shoes were always soled in hard leather? Rubber didnt make enough noise. Doors always squeaked; silent ones would not have been much use on radio. And do I remember corre ctly that detectives were always men and that secretaries were always women?

Today, when I recall those days long ago, I remember the crystal radio set with its finicky connection that would fade to almost nothing at the crucial point in the story. Then it would come back just as the announcer was saying something like: So long! See you next week.

This article is also available as a .pdf file at the following url: http://www.rusc.com/misc/crystal-radio.pdf

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(c) Ned Norris. This article can be reprinted, used in newsletters or on web pages as long as it is credited to Ned Norris of RUSC.com, it appears in its entirety and the resource box below is included.

Travel back in time to a wonderful land where classic old-time radio shows live-on to be enjoyed once more by young and old. RUSC is an Aladdin's Cave of classic radio broadcasts for you to download and listen to at your leisure.

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The Manticore of Sumer Attack by the ManEater: Part II Chapter #8 The Dead Attack Fast

Chapter Eight
The Dead Attack Fast

The middle aged drunk asked calmly, “Give me some money,” I was a stranger, walking along the creek, the bum feeling he could persuade me of some loose change, trying to anyhow, he also wanted to talk, tell me what he had seen:

“Cat! That thing was a cat, in a cat’s body, red; wild eyed, a voice like pipes, swift”… (He was falling about, perhaps hit by the needle like tail of the Manticore, it had leaped on him I figured—like it had leaped on me and my friends in Lima, it had these long pine like needles on its tail—poisoned, and it shot out from its tail in all directions, paralysing anyone in its way, and here was this bum, now spitting out goo from his mouth, like a horse slobbering over some grass and substance dripping out along its sides—he looked like he was dying, I saw some of the Mantic ore’s needles in him.

“Where,” I asked, “w here did you see him?” he was on the ground, exhibiting much fear, and still spitting up and out of his mouth that same slime, that fat and creamy like substance, perhaps his insides. He kept saying ‘…the cat,’ holding his head; he started laughing at the whole thing, pointed to the hills on the left side of the creek. I started to hum that magical chant for some odd reason, knowing the Manticore was about. I left him where he lay, and headed further up the creek.

The night came upon the valley fast, twilight seeped over the hills, an uncanny feeling come over me, as if the world of dead souls were upon me, the resurrected ones from the tombs where the second souls lived, and seemed to have a second life, or could have with the right enchantments. Thus, I felt the presence of the Manticore, why or how I don’t know. I have to admit I was enchanted with the idea of the magic that surround this phenomenon, possessive of it almost, and unc onsciously had hoped to find its secrets, and consciously prayer to see the Manticore once more.

This shouldering tribulation put me in a vulnerable circumstance: if I did see her, it means my death, or could; if not, I’d wish I’d have tried harder to see her, somewhere along life’s line. For sure, the devil himself was on her shoulder, and would show no mercy; but she was only a part of a trinity of souls, one disconnected from the others. I knew she had heard Enrique’s summons; evil has wings, and can attack fast, so I’ve learned. She had two faces, one evil, one beautiful, I had noticed that in the mirror; in a dream, I could even feel that: what face would she put on this evening, if indeed she appeared: so I wondered.

Evil had revealed itself in this peaceful valley, the very place I called my second home. And like lighting striking a tree and it falling on top of you, I collapsed flat on my back, the ground shook around me, i t sounded like an earthquake to my ears: like trumpets, I was entombed with a body over me blue eyes, a deep red body, she had changed, the ill omen had found her feast, me, as her three rows of teeth grinded in my face; the man-eater crouched over me to the point of almost sucking the life out of me: ugly as a dried up heart, her beauty had transferred to some kind of evil looking beast, with bat wings attached to her.

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Secret 3: How to Die a Cheap Runescape Death!

As obvious as it might seem in Runescape one of the most forgotten lessons is that dying in RuneScape means you lose all your valuables.

Imagine this. You are rich with gold and armored in full rune. You decide to check out the deep Runescape Wilderness but quickly realize youve never been there before. You shrug and bring along a bunch of lobsters and a Runescape law rune because, after all, you can just teleport back instantly if something goes wrong in Runescape.

Then you arrive at level 39 Wilderness, kill a few Runescape giants, and spot a newbie running around. You laugh and decide to kill him. While youre enjoying the Runescape iron the newbie dropped, two level 80 mages show up. They notice the gigantic Runescape skull above your head and start attacking you while youre playing, hitting 25s and 30s with their Runescape spells. (More than you thought possible)

You eat lobsters as fast as you can and quickly click on Runescapes Teleport to Varrock but nothing happens. The lobsters run out, the 80s laugh, and you lose yourself a full set of rune.

This can happen to any Runescape player. And if you dont take the time to learn about the Runescape area youre going to and the fact that you cant teleport past level 20 wilderness in Runescape then you will lose a lot of items.

This doesnt only apply to the wilderness: so always scout a Runescape place out (or look it up) before going there. Many people lose a lot of valuable Runescape equipment because they dont know how aggressive and strong some Runescape creatures are.

Making one million gp a day in Runescape isnt going to help much if you keep losing it all by dying with your expensive equipment on!

Dont get me wrong. Dying a Runescape death isnt that bad in itself. For example, you can use death as a free teleport to Lumbridge. The larger problem is losing your valuable Runescape items and equipment.

Ill say it again. To prevent unnecessar y death always look up where youre going in Runescape before you begin your journey. If youre venturing somewhere youve never been before, make sure you know what kind of monsters live in the new Runescape area. Find out if the Runscape monsters are aggressive (like deadly red spiders) and know if its possible to beat them in Runescape.

Here are a few basic rules to follow when adventuring to a new Runescape location:

1.Always look the area up beforehand 2.Always bring some sort of food 3.Never bring exorbitant amounts of gold or other unnecessary stackables 4.Save your running for when it counts by walking whenever you can

Of course you can strategically make a decision to go into a new Runescape area, look around, and die. But if you choose a premeditated death, only take three Runescape items (or four if you have Protect Items). Finally, take a little Runescape food because no one wants to be zapped of energy or stranded anywhere on an empty stomach.

Copyright 2006 Roy Phay

About the Author: Roy Phay is an Internet Marketer on Top 101 Secrets of Runescape ebook. It is a content-rich and most valuable ebook ever written on Runescape, it is Not about Runescape Cheats. It is an ebook sharing the Fastest, Easiest Step-by-Step cut throat strategies to Create Millions and Level 85+ in RuneScape in less than 7 days. To get a copy of the ebook, please click on http://www.RunescapeTopSecrets.com NOW!

Author:: Roy Phay
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Online Reading

For years now, people have marvelled over the benefit of the internet: we can share jokes with friends (and work colleagues) via email, instant messages or chats; we can check out the latest news and sports headlines from a myriad of online pages; we can research information on pretty much anything you can name, and a lot of other benefits I cant even think of at the moment.

One of the biggest reasons I get online though is so I can spend my hours being carried away with someone elses imagination as I dive into an online story or two. From fan fiction to horror you can find a free online story that will cover just about every genre you can think of.

It seems that so many authors have now discovered that by introducing a story or two to the internet they not only attract a new following but those regular readers will read the online story and will often provide real feedback, be it via an email saying thanks or for some newer authors offering constructive advice on the best way to improve their story.

Join an online book club and you may receive introductory chapters to new releases in your email, a great way to decide on whether you should spend your hard earned dollars on the published version.

Try visiting some writing sites or groups, there youll find a veritable smorgasbord of stories whose authors are just waiting for you to tell them what you think. For a lot of authors nowadays this is how they got started, they submitted their story to an online site and received the input they needed to give them the courage to submit manuscripts to publishers etc, some have even been lucky enough to have their story snapped up by a publisher without having to submit it first.

And for others still, reading enough free stories online will give them the push they need to create their own story.

Of course its not just the older generation that can benefit from reading online, a quick search of the internet and not onl y will you find a lot of stories written for children (I have one of my own floating around out there) but you will also find sites that will help your child to improve their reading through interactive computer work. And we all know how much fun kids find computers; what better way to combine learning than through some fun?

So the next time you have a bit of time to spare, rather than spending it trying to beat a high score in the latest game try searching for an online story, who knows what little gem you discover, the next Stephen King or Jackie Collins might just be a mouse click away.

Other Reading and Writing information can be found here Reading and Writing

Author:: V Brown
Keywords:: free online stories,reading online,Novels,writing groups
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Diamonds In The Rough/ Dirty Mitten Mixtape Review

Global rating of the product: 3.5

Diamonds In The Rough is a compilation of Detroit talents. As much as I enjoyed some huge Detroit talents on the Mixtape, I must admit that some artists totally spoilt it because of the weakness of their performance. I have been a huge supporter and promoter of the Detroit underground scene for years. As the non Detroiter I actually am, I have been one of those external eyes that could give the world some insight about local unknown Detroit talents. However, the rules that apply to a family also apply to the Detroit underground scene: you have to be more severe with the ones you love most and I think I have some constructive criticism to offer about Diamonds In The Raw.

Will the Thrill introduces the Mixtape on a Fight Music instrumental background. Detroit City of murder, cutthroat city comes to shine in the CD.

Everything You Got is built on piano accords and rhythmic beats. Ketchphrase is taking over, ready to out rhyme his opponents. The song is well done and brings you back to the true spirit of hip hop, keeping it lyrical from the beginning to the end.

Brice totally enlightens Big Herks talent while the song exposes gold diggas. You gotta love the Detroit veterans skills. Guitar sounds totally match with the swinging beats.

Marquis Porters In The City beautifully describes thug life in the hood of Detroit. It is all about survival in the City. Soft vocals contrast with the raw lyrics. Marquis Porter tells you the streets like they are. The vocals contain some nostalgic accents. Well done.

Trumpets, electric guitars and soft voca ls will totally underline Paradimes freestyle.

Chiefs performances have disappointed me. I didnt like his synthetic chorus on City Boy, nor did I find him convincing in What I Do. His voice sounds weak compared with lyrics that are supposed to represent a hustlers mind. How are you supposed to punch somebody with a weakened fist?

Jay Hustle sounded very monotonous on Live And Let Die. So did his instrumentals. The artist needs to increase his creativity as far as I am concerned. The Live And Let Die theme gives me an unpleasant impression of dej vu.

Trumpets, some good old blues accents in the refrain, a real nice flow delivery, Bronze Nazareth spits some hot fire in The Bronze. Violins increase the words of faith from a struggling man. I loved this song. I recommend it to you all.

Another must hear is Fatt Father from the Detroits Fat Killaz s In The Wind song. Feel the lassitude of a grinding man. Feel the pain of a man who is daily confronted wit h murder in the hood. Violins, dope ass beats, keyboard sounds reinforce the beauty of the song. As the sun sinks and the sky dresses with darkness, a man is hoping for a better future.

If you havent heard Mus brilliant The Flood Mixtape, you will probably be pleased to discover his No Gimmicks song.

The creative artist uses oriental instruments that he intelligently combines with some very raw lyrics. Absolute brilliance brought to you by Detroit underground emcee Mu. Dont sleep on this track!

PLs Follow Me didnt convince me. The weak claps are a foretaste to some weaker lyrics. I am not feeling the party track at all.

Fortunately, Purple Gangs Flame is here to bring some pure fire with 4 Quarter Composure. The powerful track is built on violins, keyboard sounds, soft vocals, a go od dose of self confident words, a raw spirit straight outta Detroit. Flame is a busta who will erase his enemies lyrically with the force of a bulldozer.

Piano notes, keyboards, rhythmic drum beats will allow One Be Lo to step up with his great lyrical assets and good flow delivery.

Abrasive Methods Overdose is also worth your listen. Words and beats are nicely combined. The track is hilarious. Electronic sounds in the background manage to create a surrealistic atmosphere.

Quest Mc Cody will make you listeners feel his passion for hip hop in Cant Leave Rap Alone. Dark electric guitar sounds, rapid beats, an unbeatable flow, creative lyrics make this song a hit. Dont miss this one.

Paradime and Guilty Simpson will lead a merciless battle against rap faggots in Rap Faggots Part 1 and 2. I recommend you both songs, because they are brilliant.

The Disregardeds performance in Uh Oh needs to be underlined too. Swing along on their rhymes.

I a lready reviewed Mr Hash and Marv Wons Suicide Ride song. The Villian and The Egos association led to some impressive results such as this song.

Killa Kaunns soft Cant Nobody is a beautiful song from a son to his mom.

Violins, dark piano sounds, keyboards, rapid beats will make you totally feel Nizzys song who masters flow delivery and who spits total fire.

No presentation needed for Royce Da 5.9 who is already an underground legend. Hear Who Want Some from the mouth of a Detroit hip hop soldier.

The Incredible is a beautiful Almighty Dreadnaughts lyrical composition. Enjoy the scratches, the beats, the harsh instrumentals and the strong words of men who believe in hip hop to the fullest.

Globally The Diamonds In The Rough is a good piece of work. There are some brilliant Detroit artists on the CD. Unfortunately, several songs disappointed me a lot, mainly because of the artists lack of creativity. My advice: cop the CD in any case, but mind th e gap between weak artists and brilliant Detroit underground legends.

Copyright 2006 by Isabelle Esling All Rights Reserved

My name is Isabelle Esling. I am an Eminem biographer and a freelance music journalist. I teach English and German at public schools

Author:: Isabelle Esling
Keywords:: Detroit, Mixtape, Detroit hip hop
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3 Steps to Optimize Your Article Key to Create More Traffic!

In one of my previous Article I wrote on How to Write an Article. In that Article I mentioned some key points to write a good content Article that will keep your readers reading. Now having understood on that, I would like to talk about how you can Optimize your Article to increase traffic to your site as well as increase potential readers when they search for an Article.

Writers need to understand that a good content Article must go hand in hand with a search engine friendly Article. The following pointers are some keys to Optimize your Article which is important if you want your Article to be search engine friendly.

3 Steps to Optimize your Article:

1. Firstly, you need to choose on a relevant topic to write on. You want your Article to relate to your website. For example, if your website is about dogs then you can write an Article which talks about dog training or even dog nutrition. This way, it shows your understanding on that topic which eventually makes the reader want to know more about other related topics. The reader will then click on your link which is available in the resource box. This is what you want the reader to do, click on your website link! Traffic is generated this way. This one important part you need to do to Optimize your Article Relate your Article to your website!

2. The next thing th at you need to know is the importance of keywords. Very often writers overlooked on the need to research for good keywords. Search engines has a unique way of searching through its database, it is base on textual information and will only show results based on the density of keywords in your website or Article.

When writing an Article, always remember to identify your keywords. You need to include the keywords in your title, description or summary and spread it through out your Article. To Optimize your Article even further, try creating your own keyword anchor text links in the resource box that back link to the page that you want to show up in the results. As a gauge, make sure that the density of your keyword is about 3% - 5% of your Article.

3. After you finish writing your Article, search for the best 10 Article directories to submit. If you want to be on the safe side selected 20 Article directories to submit. Try to submit your Article to directories that are popular as you want your Article to be view by as many viewers as possible. Besides that you need to submit your Article consistently to all your short listed Article directories to ensure a gradual result in the next few weeks.

These are the 3 Steps that you would like to take to Optimize your Article to the fullest. Your job is still not done yet! After your submission, do a reflection on your submitted Article. Check the popularity of your Article, read the comments of the reader and improve on it if necessary. To add to that, do a search and see if you are able to find your Articles, if you cant, work on your keywords! Be patient and do your Article submission consistently and you will see your results soon.

Terry Tay is an online entreprenuer. He is with a team of successful online entrepreneurs who are experiencing exponential growth in their online home businesses. Find out more on how you can ride on for FREE at www.Success-eBusiness.com Further resources at www.terrytay.com

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