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Has anyone tried the Maui Magic Dolphin Discovery Snorkelling Adventure? How was your experience? I'm curious how fast this power catamaran is. Is it like a rollercoaster speed? I'm 5months pregnant and would really love to go with my husband on this boat. I'm not planning to snorkel but just enjoy the boat ride and see dolphins.

Help with a brain teaser... Charming, Student, Beer? Okay, this is one of those brain exercises where you have to figure out the word that the three have in common... for instance: Tug, Show, Gravy The word they have in common is boat (tugboat, showboat, gravy boat). Magic, Pitch, Power The answer to this one is black (black magic, pitch black, black power). ---------------- I have one I cannot figure out. Help me! Charming, Student, Beer

I have lost instruction manual for my sons model racing boat,can anyone point me to a website? Boat info:Tastek produced by ABC hobby.freedom racing blue thunder also on boat: s-super.p-prop-ride,b-belt magic,p-powered...Dynamite 12s racing engine .Any leads greatly appreciated.lakautomar@yahoo.ca

According to structural engineers, a wooden ship the size of Noah's Ark would have split under its own weight. Even today that boat wouldn't float. What was the secret? Magic God Power?

have lost instruction manual for my sons mini racing boat,anybody know a website with downloadable info? Boat is Tastek produced by ABC hobby,also marked as freedom racing,blue thunder,s-super,p-prop ride,b-belt magic,p-powered,Dynamite 12s racing engine,thanks lakautomar@yahoo.ca

How can anyone believe that the "bible" is true? I find it hard to believe that all those stories in the bible is true. How can anyone believe all those stories that dont make any sense? Most people were told about it when they were very little when they never asks questions or could up a sophisticated argument. I think if anyone could believe that the whole bible is true, then they could believe anything as if they had half a brain. If someone could believe that the bible and everything about it is true, then they could believe that the Harry Potter book, or Final Fantasy with all the magic powers, or cartoons with heat vision and powerpuff girls, or clouds in the sky made out of pillows or cream, or anything that doesnt make any sense at all is all true. People think the there is an invisible man living in the sky watching everyone and sends them to a place with fire and torture for ever and ever. and a person walking on water like magic and a story saying Noah get 2 of every animal and put it on a boat and it rained for 40 days and 40 nights and his ark and all these stories. I think all of it is make believe and just something to provide comfort. But "it doesnt exist". How could anyone believe everything like that is true even though it doesnt make any sense whatsoever.

What movie is this scene from? Two characters are on a boat on a stream made of acid - one character is a boy, the other is an owl I think. The owl is trying to convince the boy to use his magic powers to change the acid - raise the temperature, add some sugar, and other things I can't remember. The boy is reluctant to do this, and one line I remember him saying is "I'm sure there's a reason for the acid, maybe it keeps everything nice and shiny." What movie is this from? I'm pretty sure it's a children's fantasy/adventure movie. I always thought it was the Neverending Story, but I just watched that and there is no such scene. Anyone know which movie I'm thinking of?

Can anyone help with the title of this movie? Im looking for the title of a movie I was watching recently. I had to go to a meeting, and i did not get to finish it. I have searched google countless times, and IMDb plots several times. The part of the movie i cought included only about a half hour of the begining. What I remember: Three guys(in their twenties) went on vacation. One of them was watching a video about a ship that disappeared when he was picked up by the other two. While on vacation, one of the guys brought his fiance/girlfriend when they had all previously agreed that it should only be the three of them. Once on vacation the guy with the fiance claimed he was renting a boat for the four of them. He told the others to meet him at a pier to board the boat for a few days. Two of them came accross people performing magic of some kind, and took a picture, they later discovered that the picture was empty(they were not in it). When they meet to board the boat they fellow with the fiance tells them that he could not get the boat they wanted. So the board a boat with another girl, and the african american captain. While on the boat they went diving and the guys fiance claims something touched her in the water. The female crew member saves her. She says she wants to return to port but all the guys say no, and they want to continue on with the vacation. At some point in the night, all power to their boat stops working and through the fog they see another ship. I personally think it looked like a ocean liner. The ship was empty. They search the ship to use the radio to call for help, when the male fiance leaves the group to search the ship further. That is all I can remember, and it may not be 100% accurate. I think it may have something to do with the Bermuda Triangle. Also, the boat in the video that the guy was watching in the begining is the boat they discover in the ocean, or so he believes. Thanks in advance. I am absolutely positive it is not Ghost Ship. I have seen that movie 100 times and I love it.

Question about Jesus...? Was he acting lazy, show boating, or just being a jerk? In John ch.11 Jesus' got word that his homeboy Lazarus was very sick. The J-man loved the family (he had a thing for his sister), but he said to the disciples "let's sit around here for two days while we wait for Lazarus to die." Isn't it kinda cruel to let your friend suffer and die like that? If Jesus just wanted to show off his magic resurrection powers I'm sure there were plenty of other dead people around he could have demonstrated on (ha I said demon). Or was Jesus just so lazy he'd rather lounge around, rip tubers, and play gears of war than save his friend from the pain of death? Jesus Christ people I read the passage. Don't you think Jesus could have glorified god and all that jazz by raising someone else from the dead? There wasn't a shortage of dead people you know. There was no need for him to let Lazarus suffer and die. He could have healed him to spare him the pain and resurrected any other chump. That's not very nice lil_sprite, threatening to report me and all. I wouldn't be surprised if suddenly you find yourself the victim of a report monkey... Okay if he's just trying to make believers out of us and glorify god then why not resurrect a bunch of people? Or a famous person?

How do I get to my HD data when the system will not boot (Pt 2)? less than 200 MB free. Anyway, the space on "E" we didn't need, so I decided to make "J" bigger by taking all but 5 GB of the free space on "E" and adding it to "J". I used Partition Magic to move the free space at the top end of "E" to the beginning, which made it contiguous to the top end of "J", which, as I said, was right at the 1024 cylinder boundary (Partition Magic marks the boundary). Moving the free space went fine,no problems at all. I then used Partition Magic to add the free space at the bottom of "E" to the top of "J", and this is where everything hit the fan. A warning showed up in PM about crossing the 1024 cylinder boundary, but I didn't think it applied because all I was doing was adding free space. Naturally, I was wrong - shouldn't have done it!!! So, the status of the machine now is this: (1) the space was moved (2) the machine comes up in dual-boot mode (as it always has) and asks which OS to start (3) DOS runs fine, but, of course, sees only the 2 GB "C" drive (4) If I select booting WIN 2K, it starts normally, at least at first, but then asks to check each drive for errors. If I let the drive check proceed, it checks each drive and finds no errors. Then the system pops up the blue screen of death with some message at the top that's too quick to read (but I did figure it out - see below...), and then the system re-boots. It just keeps on doing this, and it does the same thing whether or not I allow the disk check to proceed. Question is, WHAT TO DO???? I'm ready to make the machine into a boat anchor, but I really need what's on it. I'm not concerned about losing applications, and I'm willing to reformat the drive and start from scratch, but we must get the data back (mostly photos not yet backed up to CD). (5) Booting from another device? Seems like a good idea - but it doesn't work! Even if I enter the BIOS at power-up and change the order of the boot devices, trying to boot from a CD drive, it will not boot! For example, if I insert the Win 2K steup disk in the CD drive, it still boots from the hard drive. The system does boot from a 3.5" floppy, and I'vedone that several times using Win 98 and Win ME boot floppies. But they start the system in DOS, not Windows, and it seems like there's no where to go to retrieve the hard disk data.

Are Christian/Catholics completely nuts? Are Catholics completely nuts? You tell people humans came from a magic garden with an "apple tree of sin" growing in it. You belive people speak different languages because people tried to build a tower to heaven and god got mad. Then you tell people that one man built a boat the size of a 10 aircraft carriers (win no nails or power tools) and put one of every animal on earth on it while god flooded th. Paul Bunyon and Steve Irwin would have loved this guy. Your ancestors crusaded around murdering millions of people, spitting on your own crosses, warship severed heads, and preforming sick sexual acts. Your trusted priests are so convinced that homo$exuality is a choice they r@pe and molest thousands of boys in secrecy, not knowing how to confront their (obviously) unchosen affliction. Not to mention, you tell people who were borned and raised a different religon they will burn in a fire for the rest of time? .. There is good message being distorted.

Is there a publishing company that publishes novels by teenagers 13-15 age group? I have started many stories and I think in my opinion that they are quite good. I have given them to family and friends to look at, my smart friends that can proof it. And they have all said they are really good. The next step now is getting it published. I want to get published, but I don't know how. Can you please help me. Here is a snipet of one of my stories: I hadn’t realised how dark it was until, the food had been served and I had had a couple of helpings and I could see the glow of the moon. I knew I had to get in, but how? My life was hanging on by a thread, and moonlight just made things worse. I would go out of control and I wouldn’t be able to stop. I looked at my watch 7:49. 18 minutes until the moon rose. Crap! I raced all over the boat looking for my friend Sarah. I found her steering the boat, well trying to. 10 minutes had passed. “Sarah! 8 minutes until the moon rises! I need to get home!” I screamed. “Sorry Sam. I’m going full power,” Sarah apologised to me, then she spoke into the microphone that had speakers all over the boat, “Um sorry guys, but I just got a call from my uncle. He wants to know where his boat is because I promised it back at 8pm. And it is now 8. So I’m in trouble if it’s not back in 10. Sorry guys.” She turned the mic off. And turned the ignition on. “Thank you. I know it probably jeopardises your chance of getting in the club. But seriously. You don’t want what I have. I need someone to look after me. And you know I can’t tell my parents. They just wouldn’t understand.” “I know Sam. I didn’t really wanna join anyway. My dad wanted me too. Crap!” “Why is the boat slowing down? SARAH!” I screamed. “I have 4 minutes to be undercover. EXPLAIN!” “We’re out of fuel. Hang on,” She grabbed the radio and spoke into it “Help, we’re out of fuel. We are 40km off the shore. HELP! We need to back in 6 minutes.” Here is another one: Well this wasn’t how I planned my holidays to start – returning to my school. And okay maybe my school has the best need-to-know information, and is the most awesome looking school (believe me I’ve checked out the competition, they got nothing on us!). But still it’s unfair. I guess I better start at the beginning. My school was founded 318 years ago (1727) by Haley Harrington. In our foyer she has placed her family tree in the foyer, we have had to memorize it so if I wanted to recite the whole thing, I could, (Haley Higglington married Henry Harrington 3 children - 2 girls; Ruby and Charlotte Harrington 1 boy; James… well you get the picture). After her husband passed away, she sent her eldest (her only son) off to join the army. And set up Harrington Grammar. Originally it was a girls school, but about 200 years ago our headmaster decided to change the school to mixed because we were receiving enrolment letters from boys whose sisters came here. Also it was only a school for spying when it was started, but with the discovery of wizards and witches, so many of them wanted to become spies, so it was transformed into a magical spying school. Anyway, the sign next to the gates is a tad bit misleading. It is not a lie. We never lie, but it isn’t the whole truth. It reads: Harrington manor c. 1700 and people that live around us believe that, (we have a large estate, 189 hectares to be precise) and we let them believe that, but to those in the know it is Harrington Grammar a training school for teenage wizards and witches looking to pursue a career in magical spying – field and office. I guess you want to know what our lives are like. Well I’ll give you my timetable (I have the same subjects every day, it never changes): 8:00am: Math 8:50am: Science 9:40am: English 10:30am: History (Spying) 10:55am: History (Magic) 11:20am: PE (fighting) 12:10pm: Cooking (poisons) 1:00pm: Lunch 1:50pm: Culture 2:10pm: Manners 2:40pm: Manuscripts 3:30pm: MagicOps 3:20pm: Discussion (interrogation) 5:10pm: Own Time (usually used to do homework, well start homework) 6:00pm: Dinner 6:50pm: Own Time (usually used to finish homework) 10:00pm: Bed Time We are just like any other high school in America, we have dances, football game, sporting houses everything that ordinary schools have except for one difference – we train for REAL! That one takes a while to get into the action. Here is another one, my first third person attempt, tell me what you think: Chapter 1 The chills went down her spine. She was running. She looked behind her and saw her worst nightmare, hot on her feet. She reached a dead end. She gasped. She was cornered. Her nightmare was creeping closer. Suddenly a ladder fell down from above. She grabbed onto it and started climbing up. She looked up and saw a man in dressed in black. She swung to the side as he climbed past her. “Keep climbing. I have to cut the ladder,” the man screamed as he passed. She looked puzzled, but did what he had said. She climbed into the heli

christians, what do you make of this? note: document may be incomplete due to lenth. ? Why I Am An Atheist. As an atheist my view on religion may not be something will like to read, this is a document I typed up on my computer and have saved on my hard drive so that I can copy and paste it to yahoo answers for questions about religion. In this document I addresse all relevant points I commonly get debated on. The concept and beliefs of religion are laughable to me, and i consider anyone gullible enough to believe in it beneath me. This is why... Religion is a large problem in the world, they have distorted morals and change there interpretation to suit the argument, religious people have no interest in having a serious debate, all they want to do is prove there point at any cost. Religion is a simple but effective tool, the reason religion was started was to seek power and control over the masses, the way it works is when a religion has enough followers they start to have control... when enough people believe in one particular religion, it then gives this religion a chance to challenge the government and they can start to try to push there ideas and morality on to others by affecting laws and policys. The reason most atheists hate religion is because it is apparent to us just how stupid it is. If you are wondering what the bible sounds like to an atheist... it is something like this: In the beginning there was nothing, then go made the earth in 6 days and rested on the 7th, he needed a rest because making planets is hard work, and you cant help but feel sorry for him considering how many planets there is in the universe. After god made the earth he then gathered some mud and made a mud man, after he had made the mud man he ripped out one of its ribs and made a mud woman from it, after he made the mud people he named them, one called Adam and one called Eve, he then made a garden paradise for them and told them they can do anything they wanted to except eat apples from one special tree, however a snake convinced them to eat the apple... when god found out he banished them from paradise and left and angel to guard it so they could not get back in, this some how insinuating that there is still a paradise some place on earth today guarded by this angel. Strange that we have not found it, after the mud man and mud woman were banished from paradise they had children. One called Cain and one called Able, Cain killed able bucease his offer to god of fruits was not good enough but Cains offer of a helpless lamb was accepted, so after Cain bashes his brothers brains in god finds out and gets pissed off so he banished Cain (even more banished that Adam and Eve)... so Cain goes off and comes acros a magic town that appeared from no ware. He finds a wife and has some kids, WOW! god is really evil, if you eat fruit he will make you ashamed of your ball sack and will turn all the animals in to cannibals but if you bash your brothers brains in you get sent to a magic town that appeared from no ware to have sex and find a wife. After some time had passed people started to say screw god, we dont need god... so god decided humans are a bad idea and sends a flood to kill everyone except this old guy and his wife on a boat and all the animales they had collected, Noah could do this cause he is super special and he can build a boat at the same time that he travels the planet to get penguins, koalas, elephants and all the others of millions of types of animals that there is. Here are some questions... If Adam is black and Eve is White, ware do oriental people and arabs come from? If Adam is white and Eve is oriental, ware do blacks and arabs come from? Religion is bad, religion is the cause of most war, all the science and evidence in the world proves that there is no god and that the bilble is false. If there was a giant world wide flood we would be able to see evidence of it in the layers of the ground, we have DNA and evolution as well as many other facts... now I know what most religious people will say. Evolution is only a theory, but it is a scientific theory. There is also a thing called the theory of gravity, but things still fall to the ground when you drop them. There is germ theory, but people still get sick. And there is the theory of electromagnetism, but magnets still attract. A scientific theory is not a guess. The theory of gravity is a theory and a fact. Religion is detrimental to our progress as a race and is generally damaging to truth, reason and logic. Putting aside evidense and proof in favour of mythology and stupid storys that not even a half inteligent child would believe. In 100 years or less technology will progress to the point ware weapons of mass destruction are easy to acure for an individual, we will have the technology and the resources to do this. If stupid people that are willing to fly in to buildings because they have been promised a load of virgins to screw in heaven still exist in 100 years time the world will be a very dangerous place to In 100 years or less technology will progress to the point ware weapons of mass destruction are easy to acure for an individual, we will have the technology and the resources to do this. If stupid people that are willing to fly in to buildings because they have been promised a load of virgins to screw in heaven still exist in 100 years time the world will be a very dangerous place to live. If we ever want to progress as one race the race of humanity we need to stop believing in stupid storys and we need to stop fighting for it, think of all the bad things that have been done in the name of religion, the crusades and witch hunts, killing and burning people alive. All because someone told them that god made the earth and god made a mud man. That stupid story is the reason for all this violence, if you still believe in god after reading this you are stupid, you are ignorant and I want nothing to do with you because you are defective. The reason I fight your beliefs and the reason I cal

I'm a writer...I'm too young to be an author, but i want someone to read some of my writing. Help? here's an excerpt of my latest book, 100% Undead: “Amazing. Absolutely brilliant, Meggie.” Emily praised me. I giggled. But that triggered another new power. This time it was that I could project things out and make like a story. As I spoke, the story went along with what I said. Ambry and Belle wanted to see first. So I focused so that my movements were controlled by the power. “Once, in the land of Far Away, three girls were left alone in a cabin..” I told the story on, gathering a crowd of my friends. I went on, speaking of a witch godmother turning three princesses into pixies without wings who had to get a magic vile of dragon spit to turn back to normal. By the end, Ambry and Belle were cuddled up in a sleeping bag. I was tired to the extreme. Jacque hadn’t fallen asleep yet, and she was practicing telekinesis on the twins. They didn’t notice. I thought, and I became sleepy as I watched Lindsay drift peacefully asleep, floating in midair and slowly, ever so slightly, become invisible. Emily was watching Animal Planet on her miniature TV. I closed my eyes. Everything was calm, and yet, I was still afraid. The zombies had left, and they had taken Brit with them. I saw everything in the hut, right down to the cellar. Meswie liked it down there. I nudged Emily. “Meggie, what?” Emily looked bubbly, though it was two in the morning. “Will we stay…alive? I mean, you can tell the twins that we will conquer the zombie race, and that we will never die while we fight, but I see the dysfunctions in your eyes. How can we survive?” I felt distraught. “Oh….” Emily thought. “Well…I see what you meant. We have our powers. We might not conquer a whole race, but if we can save people in as many places as we can, we can….call for my mom’s plane, the Bloomer, and ride to England, travel down south by my dad’s boat, the Cindy Ray, and from there we use buses, taxis, trains, and walk to Asia or possibly India or Africa. We can take twenty other people, and start waiting for the zombies to die. Every time a zombie kills twice, he dies. But after two days ‘re-alive’ they burst and never return. Just a couple weeks in Asia, and America will be safe again.” I hadn’t expected her answer. I had plans of my own. I will sneak out the emergency escape tunnel I found….after everyone has fallen asleep Tomorrow. I would take my zombie book, a blanket, pillow, a medicine I had conjured up to cure early zombie changing, Mewsie, gauze, and other things. I reached for my backpack. I shuffled for my clipboard and began writing with my polka-dotted pencil Fiona gave me. I wrote my plan out, by flashlight under my sleeping bag. Emily was asleep at her desk, I had turned off her lamp. what do u think? i respect criticism and i reely hoped u liked it. comment below! :)

INDIAN SCIENTISTS PRIDE–CHEAP WATER AND ELECTRICITY FROM SEA WATER -unique transportation? Low Temperature Thermal Desalination (LTTD) and Ocean Thermal Energy Conversion (OTEC) innovative technologies (difference between surface water and the water at a depth of 200 metres – perhaps season like monsoon, winter, cyclone will not hinter the production) developed by NIOT will answer to Global demand for in-expensive Electricity Power/energy and drinking water – even after half a billion investment -- product COST IS LESS THEN 10 (TEN) paise (equal 0.25 [zero point two five] US cents) – real magic. Platform at 20 to 30 KMS deep into the sea just like Bombay High Oil Platform will be costing about Rs.200 Crores (about 500 million US dollars). Desalinated water will be filled into water bags with carrying capacity of 20 lakhs litres. Effective and cheap mode of cheap transportation: Since density of pure water is less than that of seawater, the Bags with 20 lakhs litres of desalinated water will stay afloat and easy to tow the bags to the shore by boat. LTTD is better than desalination using the Reverse Osmosis technology. Regarding transmission of electricity from 30 kms. From deep sea-to-sea shore is not at all an issue. All these need to be seen only when production is started! thanks Mr. AK I appreciate your remarks. Look at investment cost, seasonal changes, ocean environments vs cost of product assumed. the mode of transportation viz. 20 lakhs litres of water packed in bag will have a free float and can be towed by a boat.. the article on LTTD was published in leading dailies. people in India believe everything - cheap electricity with the above technolgy promised about 15 years back with an investment of hundreds of crores never took off. now with the same technology new avatar of cheap drinking water called LTTD. People have very short memory - luck for many. people believe only politicians gives empty promises - many others joined in this team.

translate??????????????????????????????????? here is this is the text and I wanted someone I could translate English into more streamlined .. as verbs and timing of verbs such change all this or 1 text that goes well for 1 difficulty level higher than before .. thanks! 20 points in the first! (10 points for this question plus another 10 for 1 other question on which there still will choose the best answer) nice Christmas gift eh? beautiful 20 points in only 1 hit! The story is about a working class native of Hawaii, Keawe, who buys a strange bottle from a sad, elderly gentleman who credits the bottle with his wealth and fortune, and promises the imp in the bottle will also grant Keawe his every wish and desire. Of course, there is a catch — the bottle must be sold at a loss, i.e. for less than its owner originally paid, or else it will simply return to him. The currency used in the transaction must also be in coin (not paper currency or check). The bottle may not be thrown or given away. If an owner of the bottle dies without having sold it in the prescribed manner, that person's soul will burn for eternity in Hell. The bottle was said to have been brought to Earth by the Devil and first purchased by Prester John for millions of dollars; it was owned by Napoleon and Captain James Cook but each sold it. At the time of the story the price has diminished to eighty dollars, and declines rapidly to a matter of pennies. Keawe buys the bottle and instantly wishes his money to be refunded, to convince himself he hadn't been suckered. When his pockets fill with coins, he realizes the bottle does indeed have unholy power. He finds he cannot abandon it or sell it for a profit, so he wishes for his heart's desire: a big, fancy mansion. He then sells the bottle to a friend (after explaining the risks) and returns to Hawaii. Upon his return, Keawe's wish has been granted, but at a price: his beloved uncle and cousins have been killed in a boating accident, leaving Keawe sole heir to his uncle's fortune. Keawe is horrified, but uses the money to build his house. Keawe lives a happy life, but there is something missing. Walking along the beach one night, he meets a beautiful woman. They soon fall in love and become engaged. Keawe's happiness is shattered on the night of his betrothal, when he discovers that he has contracted "the Chinese Evil" (leprosy) in his travels. He must give up his house and wife, and live in the caves with the other lepers. Unless... Keawe tries to track down the friend to whom he sold the bottle, but the friend has become suddenly wealthy and left Hawaii. Keawe eventually finds the bottle, but the owner has bad news: he only paid two cents for it. If Keawe buys it for one, he won't be able to resell it. Keawe decides to buy the bottle, and wishes himself clean. But now he is despondent: how can he possibly enjoy life, knowing his doom? His wife mistakes his depression for regret at their marriage, and asks for a divorce. Keawe confesses to her his secret. His wife suggests they sail to Tahiti, where the colonists of French Polynesia use centimes, a coin worth one-fifth of an American cent. When they arrive, however, the suspicious natives won't touch the cursed bottle. Keawe's wife decides to bribe an old sailor to buy the bottle for four centimes, and she will secretly buy it back for three. But now she carries the curse. Keawe discovers what his wife has done, so he asks a brutish boatswain to buy the bottle for two centimes, and he will buy it back for one, thus sealing his doom. However, when Keawe goes to retrieve the bottle, the sailor threatens to bash in his head. There's no way he's giving up the magic wishing bottle. Keawe warns the sailor that he'll go to hell if he keeps the bottle, but the sailor never expected to go anywhere else. Keawe returns to his wife, finally free from the curse.

Isn't the real cause of this illegal immigration issue Globalization? Here in North America, NAFTA would kill the Mexican economy even if it wasn't the lawless elite profit driven labor republic it is now. But as long as the elites like Calderon and his buddies stay in power and get rich off of the prostitution of his own labor force, alongside the corporate elite class to the north, what do they care? NAFTA serves their interest. While Obama makes jokes about immigration at his fancy dinner, he and both parties are guilty of eradicating US sovereignty more and more by subscribing and bowing down to the globalist, free trade, and open border agenda. The multi-national corporations that pay the career politicians and run our media have nothing to gain from borders and sovereign states. All of Western Europe is in the same boat. The EU zone is about to reap the whirlwind for having been taken by this global agenda and its tandem work with the financial magic of the debt based banking system as well. If Mexicans, Americans, Britons, Poles, ect were able to strive for self-reliance instead of interdepence wouldn't we at least be able to fix our own problems more effeciently? Globalization is only good the ruling classes that profits off the cheap labor, while pushing the rest of us to fight each other like dogs for the scraps. Your thoughts?

trnslate????????????????????????? Translate!!!!???????????? here is this is the text and I wanted someone I could translate English into more streamlined .. as verbs and timing of verbs such change all this or 1 text that goes well for 1 difficulty level higher than before .. thanks! 20 points in the first! (10 points for this question plus another 10 for 1 other question on which there still will choose the best answer) nice Christmas gift eh? beautiful 20 points in only 1 hit! The story is about a working class native of Hawaii, Keawe, who buys a strange bottle from a sad, elderly gentleman who credits the bottle with his wealth and fortune, and promises the imp in the bottle will also grant Keawe his every wish and desire. Of course, there is a catch — the bottle must be sold at a loss, i.e. for less than its owner originally paid, or else it will simply return to him. The currency used in the transaction must also be in coin (not paper currency or check). The bottle may not be thrown or given away. If an owner of the bottle dies without having sold it in the prescribed manner, that person's soul will burn for eternity in Hell. The bottle was said to have been brought to Earth by the Devil and first purchased by Prester John for millions of dollars; it was owned by Napoleon and Captain James Cook but each sold it. At the time of the story the price has diminished to eighty dollars, and declines rapidly to a matter of pennies. Keawe buys the bottle and instantly wishes his money to be refunded, to convince himself he hadn't been suckered. When his pockets fill with coins, he realizes the bottle does indeed have unholy power. He finds he cannot abandon it or sell it for a profit, so he wishes for his heart's desire: a big, fancy mansion. He then sells the bottle to a friend (after explaining the risks) and returns to Hawaii. Upon his return, Keawe's wish has been granted, but at a price: his beloved uncle and cousins have been killed in a boating accident, leaving Keawe sole heir to his uncle's fortune. Keawe is horrified, but uses the money to build his house. Keawe lives a happy life, but there is something missing. Walking along the beach one night, he meets a beautiful woman. They soon fall in love and become engaged. Keawe's happiness is shattered on the night of his betrothal, when he discovers that he has contracted "the Chinese Evil" (leprosy) in his travels. He must give up his house and wife, and live in the caves with the other lepers. Unless... Keawe tries to track down the friend to whom he sold the bottle, but the friend has become suddenly wealthy and left Hawaii. Keawe eventually finds the bottle, but the owner has bad news: he only paid two cents for it. If Keawe buys it for one, he won't be able to resell it. Keawe decides to buy the bottle, and wishes himself clean. But now he is despondent: how can he possibly enjoy life, knowing his doom? His wife mistakes his depression for regret at their marriage, and asks for a divorce. Keawe confesses to her his secret. His wife suggests they sail to Tahiti, where the colonists of French Polynesia use centimes, a coin worth one-fifth of an American cent. When they arrive, however, the suspicious natives won't touch the cursed bottle. Keawe's wife decides to bribe an old sailor to buy the bottle for four centimes, and she will secretly buy it back for three. But now she carries the curse. Keawe discovers what his wife has done, so he asks a brutish boatswain to buy the bottle for two centimes, and he will buy it back for one, thus sealing his doom. However, when Keawe goes to retrieve the bottle, the sailor threatens to bash in his head. There's no way he's giving up the magic wishing bottle. Keawe warns the sailor that he'll go to hell if he keeps the bottle, but the sailor never expected to go anywhere else. Keawe returns to his wife, finally free from the curse. thanks!!!!!!!!good christmas!!!!!!

trapped on an island... WITH RULES!!!!!? if you were trapped on an island and can have 5... OK fine. 10 things, what would you get? RULES: no magic(genies and all that) no boat or ship(or any form of water or air transportation) and no there is know food on the island no super powers i think thats about it wow...damn you want more challenging, 2 things on that island so you can survive as long as you can best answer will be the winner!

translate!!!!???????????? here is this is the text and I wanted someone I could translate English into more streamlined .. as verbs and timing of verbs such change all this or 1 text that goes well for 1 difficulty level higher than before .. thanks! 20 points in the first! (10 points for this question plus another 10 for 1 other question on which there still will choose the best answer) nice Christmas gift eh? beautiful 20 points in only 1 hit! The story is about a working class native of Hawaii, Keawe, who buys a strange bottle from a sad, elderly gentleman who credits the bottle with his wealth and fortune, and promises the imp in the bottle will also grant Keawe his every wish and desire. Of course, there is a catch — the bottle must be sold at a loss, i.e. for less than its owner originally paid, or else it will simply return to him. The currency used in the transaction must also be in coin (not paper currency or check). The bottle may not be thrown or given away. If an owner of the bottle dies without having sold it in the prescribed manner, that person's soul will burn for eternity in Hell. The bottle was said to have been brought to Earth by the Devil and first purchased by Prester John for millions of dollars; it was owned by Napoleon and Captain James Cook but each sold it. At the time of the story the price has diminished to eighty dollars, and declines rapidly to a matter of pennies. Keawe buys the bottle and instantly wishes his money to be refunded, to convince himself he hadn't been suckered. When his pockets fill with coins, he realizes the bottle does indeed have unholy power. He finds he cannot abandon it or sell it for a profit, so he wishes for his heart's desire: a big, fancy mansion. He then sells the bottle to a friend (after explaining the risks) and returns to Hawaii. Upon his return, Keawe's wish has been granted, but at a price: his beloved uncle and cousins have been killed in a boating accident, leaving Keawe sole heir to his uncle's fortune. Keawe is horrified, but uses the money to build his house. Keawe lives a happy life, but there is something missing. Walking along the beach one night, he meets a beautiful woman. They soon fall in love and become engaged. Keawe's happiness is shattered on the night of his betrothal, when he discovers that he has contracted "the Chinese Evil" (leprosy) in his travels. He must give up his house and wife, and live in the caves with the other lepers. Unless... Keawe tries to track down the friend to whom he sold the bottle, but the friend has become suddenly wealthy and left Hawaii. Keawe eventually finds the bottle, but the owner has bad news: he only paid two cents for it. If Keawe buys it for one, he won't be able to resell it. Keawe decides to buy the bottle, and wishes himself clean. But now he is despondent: how can he possibly enjoy life, knowing his doom? His wife mistakes his depression for regret at their marriage, and asks for a divorce. Keawe confesses to her his secret. His wife suggests they sail to Tahiti, where the colonists of French Polynesia use centimes, a coin worth one-fifth of an American cent. When they arrive, however, the suspicious natives won't touch the cursed bottle. Keawe's wife decides to bribe an old sailor to buy the bottle for four centimes, and she will secretly buy it back for three. But now she carries the curse. Keawe discovers what his wife has done, so he asks a brutish boatswain to buy the bottle for two centimes, and he will buy it back for one, thus sealing his doom. However, when Keawe goes to retrieve the bottle, the sailor threatens to bash in his head. There's no way he's giving up the magic wishing bottle. Keawe warns the sailor that he'll go to hell if he keeps the bottle, but the sailor never expected to go anywhere else. Keawe returns to his wife, finally free from the curse. thanks!!!!!!!!good christmas!!!!!!

I have lost instruction manual for my sons model racing boat,can anyone point me to a website? Boat info:Tastek produced by ABC hobby.freedom racing blue thunder also on boat: s-super.p-prop-ride,b-belt magic,p-powered...Dynamite 12s racing engine .Any leads greatly appreciated.lakautomar@yahoo.ca

good premise for a fantasy novel? ok well im planning on writing a fantasy novel/series mostly just because i want to. My plot so far goes something like this: The main character is named Arden and he is soon to come of age. He lives in the capital city of the Empire that he lives in (most names aren't decided yet). This Empire is located in the middle of the world; to the east is a series of independent cities and small kingdoms, and to the east a barbaric, yet large kingdom. His dad is a trader and Arden will follow suit and become a trader as well. However he wants to become a knight and searches for any means possible to give him an edge in this pursuit. He comes upon a book that mentions a magic that one can unlock inside of themselves (yes sounds really cliched at this point). He knows that the castle holds much of the literature that is either old or restricted from the public. So arden sneaks into the castle and steals some books that talk of this magic force and how to unlock it. He reads them all and finds our that the government has been trying to hide this magic from the public to protect the empire and prevent any one individual from getting to strong. The books also say the magic manifests itself different for every person, and exhibits itself in the form of what the user truly wants. He follows what the books say everyday in his quest to become a knight, and starts practicing fighting with the knights and squires. He experiences a growth in strength, awareness, and quickness, and he understands this to be the beginnings of the magic working. He excels at fighting, and one lord is considering taking him in for a knight. One day the government comes after him after observing him fight and noticing the magic he was exhibiting. He is able to fight off many of the guards but he eventually gets 3 of his fingers (middle ring and pinky) cut off of his sword hand and has to run. He finds he isnt faster when he isnt fighting, it seems the magic only affects his swordplay. He barely makes it to the docks where he plans on swimming away, but he luckily finds his dad waiting for him on a boat and they take off. Within a couple days, however, the government catches up to them and Arden's dad's boat is set on fire. A flaming wooden pole falls on Arden's dad and arden tries to pull it off with his left hand that has not been crippled, but only succeeds in burning his hand. He has to jump off the boat to escape boarding government guards and the last sound he hears before diving is the scream of his dad, who is obviously going to die. He swims for a long time, but tires out, and finds out that the magic aides him no more in swimming than it did in running. He finally comes to an island and scrambles onto shore. Here he meets a deserter of the Empire's army who he found in a small rowboat. This deserter tells Arden his tale, and Arden learns that he deserted because the government is cruel and corrupt, and has its soldiers kill anyone who they feel is a threat. These two are able to steal a small boat, and with Ardens skill sail it. It is here where Arden recalls the extent of his injuries, and realizes he will never be able to fight again. This sets him into sever depression and he realizes that he isnt even special anymore because the magic only worked for his fighting. He still has the books about the magic but decides to keep them from his companion selfishly. Well this is not where the book ends, its just where my detailed plan ends, from here on I'm not sure what will happen. I think these two will sail to an island on the end of the Empires territory to meet a man ( ill just call him bob so it is less confusing) who is the son of a rich lord. Bob is 7th in line for inheritance of his fathers claims and little paid attention to, and is glad to meet these companions. The three stay at Bob's fathers castle for a while, and it is here that Arden decides to show them both the magic and tell them his full tale. While giving them the books he remembers what one of the books said about the magic showing itself in whatever the user truly wants. Arden thinks about this and realizes he still just wants to have his hands back and be able to fight. Arden has an inner stuggle about accepting that he wont fight ever again, especially when he sees the deserted soldier's magic manifest close to how his did. Bob's magic manifests as that of an assassin would, being as Bob has lived his life being ignored and being along. He is even able to turn invisible after awhile, and has amazing agility and climbing ability, etc. These three then go out and demonstrate their power to the world and recruit a makeshift army, which included Bob's dad, to fight the Empire. During this time Arden ends his inner struggle and discovers new power, including seeing visions of the future and influencing peoples thoughts. Their army, excluding Arden because he cannot fight, goes up against one of the Empire but they lose miser

Is this a good Prologue? This takes place in the same place as Nessa's Story (see my other question) but this Prologue is a bit closer to the main story. If you were wondering, Rethe is the village where Nessa has lived since the Alliance burned her childhood village. Though David and Nessa don't meet until after the war, they pass eachother and the cool thing is that all of the lives of the people in this series come so close together but they never cross paths. So here is the Prologue for The Elven War: David's Story. David Rogik strolled imperiously down the steps of the stone castle in Mathedonia. Several servants stopped and kneeled as he walked by. But never mind them, he thought. Uncle Saefas wishes to see me. David ignored the great stone fountain of his Uncle, though on any other day he would have stopped to admire it. After his father, the king, was slain David's Uncle saefas became the regent until David became the king in just a few months, when he turned sixteen. And David liked Uncle Saefas much more than his Father. His uncle spoiled him, treating him like a pig waiting for slaughter, though David politely refused the fattening meats and lamb and stuck to his vegetarian meals. Perhaps looking at the fountain won't hurt much. I am early, after all. And the fountain was beautiful. It had been expertly carved of the finest marble. His uncle sat stood on the water, wearing a magnificent robe and crown. Kneeling before him was a pregnant woman and her peasant child, an elf with ragged and torn clothing and drooping ears, and a faerie with sagging wings. A slain centaur rested by his uncle's throne, and a lovely young maiden was sitting on the chair of his throne, and a lord and his wife were on the other side. David finished his admirations and set off again, trotting up the stone stpes carpeted in red trimmed with golden fabric. He reached for the lock on the door but was repelled by a silvery blue wall. He strained his ears, but no such luck. Cursed listening spell. David inhaled deeply and ruffled his messy blonde hair. Unfocusing his sea blue eyes, he waved his hand once over the door, mixing a blue magic the color of his eyes with his uncle's advisor's listening spell. It was a trick he had learned from his older brother before he had gone off to war and gotten himself killed. David repeated the motion several times before the silvery blue was overpowered by his deep carribean magic. The listening spell was now his. David pressed a short ear up to the door and listened. "So it is set?" David recognised the voice of his uncle. "Yes. The invasion plan is done- by this time next year we will have completely capture the elves." David recognised the second voice- Rafel, his uncle's chief advisor. "And then-" "And then the faeries will have no choice but to surrender. And they will give up their powers. They're happy, but not stupid." David frowned slightly, but smiled again when he imagined his uncle stroking his brown stubble. "And if they refuse?" "We'll rip their wings off if we have to." David's jaw dropped in shock as he heard the laughter of several men and one wife, though his uncle was not amused. Uncle Saefas had always told him they were planning to help the faeries find rescue and guidance after the evil elves had corrupted their minds. "And the boy?" This was a new voice belonging to a man David had never met before. Rafel spoke again. "He should be here any minute. My listening spells are incorruptible." David smiled mirthlessly. "And the boy's stupidity is incorrigible. He never would think to try the trick his brother taught him." David's smile vanished into thin air as the men laughed again. "And I will give him a mission to be an 'ambassador' at the elven village Rethe, and the next day my troops will 'accidentally' storm the place, leaving my poor nephew trampled in the confusion." David's mind went blank- he didn't even hear the men's laughter, louder than ever. All he could hear was the blood pumping in his veins as he ran in his robe back to his room. Attempting not to vomit up his lunch, David packed his most comfortable country clothes. He brought a few books and potions with him and he slid open his amulet box and dumped the contents into his riding bag. David grabbed a map of Alcarin and stepped out of his tower. David mounted his white horse Dayne swiftly and kicked him in the back. He tried to whisper, "Sorry." but nothing came out. David swallowed the lump in his throat and rode all the way to the docks. He held out a handful of gold and said to the potbellied man in front of the boats, "Get me to Rethe as fast as you can." David is a human, while Nessa is an elf. David is in the Northern part of the continent while Nessa is down south near the coast. David is the same age as Nessa. I thought her Prologue would seem better if it took palce when she was younger, because that's where all this began, but David's life didn't really get interesting until a month or so before the story actually starts.