Nytimes. Judaism. Virga. Virga can cause varying weather effects, because as rain is changed from liquid to vapor form, it removes heat from the air due to the high heat of vaporization of water. In some instances, these pockets of colder air can descend rapidly, creating a dry microburst which can be extremely hazardous to aviation. Conversely, precipitation evaporating at high altitude can compressionally heat as it falls, and result in a gusty downburst which may substantially and rapidly warm the surface temperature. This fairly rare phenomenon, a heat burst, also tends to be of exceedingly dry air. Virga also has a role in seeding storm cells whereby small particles from one cloud are blown into neighboring supersaturated air and act as nucleation particles for the next thunderhead cloud to begin forming. [citation needed] Virga can produce dramatic and beautiful scenes, especially during a red sunset. The word virga is derived from Latin meaning "twig" or "branch".
Extraterrestrial occurrences[edit] Jewish Daily Prayers. Smart People Really Do Think Faster. High Places. Dealing With Female Stuff While Climbing Apr 14, 2014 Attention male friends: do not read this! You’ve been warned. Hey Steph… Was puzzling out a dilemma about climbing the North Chimney at Castleton with a really good guy friend of mine (muy guapo), dilemma, flow came to visit a day before we leave for Moab….but I don’t want to bail.
Have you ever braved this new world? Inspiration Apr 13, 2014 … however, “happiness is only true when shared“ (Christopher McCandless). Love for Life Steph, I read your about me at the right time. Hi and Online Book Swap Hi Steph. Crack Climbing and Laybacking Apr 10, 2014 Hi Steph! Hello from the UK Hi Steph–I sent an e-mail on July 15 2010 grateful for the inspiration you gave me to start climbing, Iv’e just led my first E-4 (5-11b) and its a great feeling at my age. Hello from Lander Steph, I ran across your web site earlier today. Sean “Stanley” Leary Mar 25, 2014 We don’t own anything in this life. Evolv Addicts Mar 22, 2014 Meditation. Secrets Revealed, a CSI fanfic. Secrets Revealed Gil Grissom and Sara Sidle have been living together for three months.
Only one person knows, Jim Brass. Jim is happy that his friend has, at last, found the courage to confess his love to Sara. He knew that Sara had loved Gil ever since she first arrived in Las Vegas all those years ago. They thought living together would be easy but both are finding it difficult to adjust. They were used to living alone, not having to consider anyone else when they wanted to sleep, eat or just do nothing. During a long and difficult case involving child sexual abuse and murder, a case that Sara was not involved in, things came to a head. Gil has worked a double and when he gets home he goes straight to bed.
"Are you OK Gil," Sara asks as he walks past her to the bedroom. All kinds of things are running through Sara's mind. "Gil darling, have I done something to upset you, tell me please," Sara says as she goes into the bedroom. Sara is in the kitchen making coffee when Jim arrives. Lead the Way Chapter 1, a CSI fanfic. A/N- this like my first fanfic so any tips would be cool(: Disclaimer: CSI is not mine nor will it ever. Sniff. That wasn't so bad. "Hey Griss? I'm heading out. " A nod was all Sara received from Grissom who hadn't even lifted his head from his file. She now lived in a very comforting home with a husband, Jake, and two children: Taylor, who was five years old, and their beautiful baby girl Kelly. Just the thought of not having a broken home anymore was enough to make her smile. She pulled in the driveway, and could see through the door Taylor occupying her baby sister with a rattle.
Kelly giggled as she saw her mom walk through the door. "Hey baby girl. "Jake? " "Yea hon, I'm upstairs" She put Kelly down and went to greet her loving husband. "Where have you been?! " "What? "Yea? "Jake I…" "SHUT UP! He threw her up against the wall and ran out the bedroom. Cries could now be heard from downstairs. But it won't happen again...Right? Tbc... Slipping, a NCIS fanfic. Title: Slipping Category: family, angst, hurt, Drama, suspense, open-ended WARNING: This story is not for young readers. I cannot stress this enough, but this story has mention of self-harm, considering and contemplating of suicide, mention of rape no graphic description, and a hint of past child abuse.
Please, DO NOT read this if u r under age for this story. Rating: M for mature content. Summary: Tony is having a rough time dealing with Gibbs and can't keep his mask in place any longer. Spoilers: None Pairing: None. Characters: Tony, Gibbs, and the team. Slipping [disappointed] Tony stared blankly at the shinning edge of the knife in front of him. The inner desire he had for a while nagging at him to finally act upon it. Tony wracked his mind to find the right moment when his buried desire started to appear and play on his nerves each and every minute of the day.
He looked back at the past few weeks. Gibbs kept swatting the back of his head every time he walked through the bull pen. Of Drugs And Dance Floors Chapter 1, a Criminal Minds fanfic. Title: Of Drugs and Dance FloorsChapter: 1/3Author: ScarletFandom: Criminal MindsPairing: JJ/Reid, strategically implied Hotch/PrentissRating: FRM (FRAO by third chapter)Warnings: Slightly angsty/dark, hurt/comfort, het, mature content, mentions of substance abuse.Summary: See title.Word Count: 1,784A/N: I've been missing Criminal Minds and my fellow JJ/Reid shippers, and this is the result.
Set somewhere post-Gideon, pre-writers strike. Also, I'm testing my new 'shorter-paragraphs theory', so let me know if you find it easier to read with shorter paragraphs, and of course any and all reviews will result in my undying devotion and gratitude.Disclaimer: Seriously, nothing contained herein would ever happen--ever-- it's just for fun, I own nothing. The music ebbed and flowed as the deafening sounds of the crowded nightclub overtook it, leaving only the steady pound of the bass to string together the long-forgotten lyrics.
"Blue-shirt guy to Emily's left? " Morgan suggested. "Damn. "Sorry! " When Blood Couldn't, Brothers Could Chapter 1: How It Came To Be, a Supernatural and Criminal Minds crossover fanfic. Disclaimer: I don't own anything you recognize… Note: the streets, high school name and such are not real, I don't think… if they are then I had no idea… so pretty much the high school name and street names are going to be completely and utterly bogus… When Blood Couldn't; Brothers Could Prologue: How It Came to Be Derek was sick and tired of his adoptive family. "What the hell did you tell them, huh? "I didn't—" Derek started, but was cut off. "Don't lie to me! " "I'm not—" "Yes you are! "Well, it wasn't—" "Now, they're supposed to visit and 'make sure' that you're treated right!
" "Can I get a word in?! " "You disrespecting bastard! " "Well, it is the truth! "I would never lay hand on them! Derek didn't know how it happened; but, before he knew it, the Social Services and the police busted down the door. "Derek, are you okay?
" "Yeah. " "Come on, let's go. "What about Richie and Vannessa? " "They'll be taken care of. " "Make sure they stay together. "Promise me. " "I'll do everything I possibly can. " Desperado Chapter 1, a House, M.D. fanfic. Title: Desperado. See the lyrics of the Eagles' great song, which I think are perfect for House.
Rating: T. Again, I will never cross the line into extreme, blow-by-blow recountings of sex. Were it a movie, we wouldn't pass PG-13 tops. This story does mention physical abuse. Disclaimer: The characters are not mine, etc. Speaking of which, in my world, Kutner will not die. By the way, I was watching a rerun of Daddy's Boy this week, which reminded me all over again when I first knew that there WAS an abuse storyline, if they ever wished to develop it.
This story is a sequel to When Pranks Go Wrong, and you really need to read that one first to understand the back story. Music from a piano wrapped around the chilly February evening, alternately mirroring and warming it in turn, filled with the emotions of not just winter but of every season of the soul.
His left arm was folded across his lap, supporting the cast that held it temporarily prisoner, and his eyes had closed as he played. House md. Cptsd attachment. House MD Episodes: Season 6 #601-602 "Broken" Teach Yourself American Sign Language - Basic Sign Language Studies Online. Sign language games game. Placemats * ASL Basic * ASL Food * ASL Park * ASL Zoo Our placemats contain all of the basic signs a parent or therapist needs to begin signing with their baby/client.
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Press: ASL Poetry Support page. Sign Language Creativity and Expression. Chuck Palahniuk. Lauryn Hill on IMEEM. The Adult Children of Alcoholics Syndrome: A Step-by-Step Guide to Discovery and Recovery. Store. Re: Searching For Truth. Re: How,when,what...? Being Jewish - Winter 2001 - Why Do Smart People Pray? Nationally there has been an uptick in attendance at religious services around the country in the wake of the horrors of September 11.We know that Jewish people have a wide range of feelings and practices relative to God and prayer, from very traditional to non-belief.
Mindful of this range, on this page and the following three pages are a variety of prayers and thoughts about praying that we hope may offer you some comfort. When I was a teenager, a highly educated relative of mine told me, "Smart, inquisitive individuals don’t pray… only the unquestioning, unimaginative people turn to prayer.
" As an adult, I decided to test this relative’s statement. So for almost 20 years as a psychologist, I have researched why people pray and how praying impacts their lives and relationships. I have learned about the intelligence behind prayer and the practical benefits of saying certain Jewish blessings and prayers with sincerity on a daily or weekly basis. Pieces That You Left Behind Chapter 1, a NCIS fanfic. It hurts. Before this, he'd had no idea that grief could take a physical form – he'd assumed it was emotional impact, the weight of the unbearable loss flooding through every rational thought left. But this physical presentation; well, it is excruciating.
He can't breathe, he can't speak, he can't even bring himself to cry. He feels as though he could vomit for a thousand years and still have bile in his gut. He feels – well, numb with pain. This thought makes him laugh, a low, hollow laugh. Multiple pairs of hands on his upper back, gentle and consoling he is sure, although when he doesn't respond to the touch and the hands are lifted away, each has left a raw imprint that sting as though he's been burned. It occurs to him while he is suffering this, sitting in the gutter on the side of the road staring into the middle distance, that he has almost nothing left of her. 'Yellow?
' 'Well... no,' he'd been forced to admit. 'I love you,' he'd said, breathlessly. She wasn't. 'Don't. The Stagrench Classes. The Stagrench Classes By Wolfram And Hart Disclaimer: I don't own The Screwtape Letters, C.S. Lewis does. Chapter 1: School Is In Session Good morning, class. Welcome to the Tempters' Training College for young Devils.
A new school year has begun, and with it, begins the next step in your temptation training. You older students will remember me, but for you new students, I am Professor Stagrench, your dreaded teacher. Always remember why you're here: to hurt the Enemy. Over the next year, you will begin to see the correct way to destroy the humans and the right methods to keep them from realizing that they are in fact walking to the slaughter.
Some of you no doubt think that this class will teach you how to turn an insignificant McDonalds employee into the next Hitler, but I'm afraid you've got the wrong impression of what this class teaches. Luckily, the humans don't know that. Class dismissed. Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. Heavenly Creatures. Heavenly Creatures is a 1994 New Zealand drama film directed by Peter Jackson, from a screenplay he co-wrote with his partner, Fran Walsh, about the notorious 1954 Parker–Hulme murder case in Christchurch, New Zealand. The film features Melanie Lynskey and Kate Winslet in their screen debuts with supporting roles by Sarah Peirse, Diana Kent, Clive Merrison, and Sarah O'Connor. The main premise deals with the obsessive relationship between two teenage girls, Pauline Parker and Juliet Hulme, who murder Parker's mother.
The events of the film cover the period from the girls' meeting in 1952 to the murder in 1954. Plot[edit] In 1950s Christchurch, New Zealand, a 14-year-old girl from a working-class family, Pauline Parker (Lynskey), befriends the more affluent English 15-year-old Juliet Hulme (Winslet) when Juliet transfers to Pauline's school. During a day trip to Port Levy, Juliet's parents announce that they are going away and plan to leave Juliet behind.
Cast[edit] Production[edit] B. 17. Quirky But Competent. Hostages at the Kitchen Table. Scenes from a Coffeeshop. I originally wrote this as a strange companion piece to Mabelreid's 'The Inside Job', but I found it stood well enough on its own. Hope you enjoy! (Usual disclaimers.) The phone rang atop the robust agent's desk; the sound was quickly drowned out by a rousing rendition of Pachelbel's "Canon in D Major" accompanied by a world-class string section. Finally the man looked down at the flashing light that illuminated his phone and quickly hit the 'mute' button on his stereo system. "Josh? "Ah, yes, bonsoir, Agent 'otchnair. "Josh, we've got a little bit of a situation. "Of course! "My technical analyst is going to send you a file—eyes only," Hotch said, heaving more relieved breaths as Josh spoke his assent. "Certainment. " "We're sending the file now.
" "Ce'st bon. " "We'll talk later. "No thanks ees necessairy. Two hours later Josh was sitting in a small diner off of Constitution, sipping a strong black tea mixed with a little lemon and cream. "Agent 'otchner," Josh replied. "You saw the file? " Kite Country, a Criminal Minds fanfic. Hello again. I've been wanting to write this one for some time now--it's a bit different than any of my previous fics, and it's looking like a huge multi-part one at that. Let me know how you like it, and if there's enough interest I shall continue... Disclaimer: Criminal Minds is not mine. But I wish they'd come to the Great Lakes. "What do you mean, he's missing?! " "I mean we can't find him," said Morgan, putting emphasis on the last part of his sentence.
Hotch closed his eyes, hoping what his colleague was telling him wasn't true. "Any sign of Reid? " "Nothing, Emily. "Just like those girls…" All three stood stock still as what Emily said registered. "It is just like the girls," seconded Hotch, racing toward the board. On the board were the smiling faces of four girls, all between the ages of twelve and fourteen. Hotch looked at his other two colleagues, Dave Rossi and JJ Jareau. "Where's Reid? "We can't find him," said Morgan. "Can't find him? " "True enough," said the first voice.
"What? " Playing House, a Criminal Minds fanfic. Stolen, a Criminal Minds fanfic. Too Loud, too bright, too fast, too tight. Bronte, Charlotte : Jane Eyre. Viking lectures. 101 Simple Summer Meals.