If you are interested in video games and movies with lots of special effects,
then you must know about Motion Capture.
It's creating digital characters based on the work of stuntmen and performers
in mocap studios. Today I'm going to talk to Maciej Kwiatkowski, a stuntman,
who worked, for example, on the Witcher series,
and I will ask him what motion capture is and how it is done.
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It used to be a big problem for me, even just five or six years ago, when someone at a party asked me what I do.
I would just say: "motion capture".
And then I'd try to explain how motion capture works.
One time, I tried to explain it to one girl and she answered: "Oh, so you're some kind of cyborg?"
So then I didn't even try to explain.
- Not even close. - Not even close.
But then people heard about Gollum...
- Yeah, it really popularized the knowledge about it, right? - Yes.
Yes, and now people understand it.
They can watch Cumberbatch on YouTube playing Smaug, for example.
So, when I say "motion capture" people know what I'm doing.
Slowly, people learn about it, but it used to be tough!
Tell me what do you do and what is going on in here.
My name is Maciej Kwiatkowski.
I am a stuntman and motion capture performer.
We are in MoCap.pl studio.
We do the motion capture here, and more specifically...
Motion capture of me.
And later you use it in video games and animation, correct?
In video games, animation, all kind of animated films.
How is one connected to the other?
I mean your work as a stuntman and motion capture performer.
Stunts are the base here
because we prepare choreography for fights, motion tasks, falls, running, jumping.
It's all complemented by acting.
Hence the term - performance.
It's not just pure stunts...
it's the whole thing.
Acting, styling the movement - it's a very broad term.
Sure, it's not like you get on the stage and make a move A, B and C.
These emotions, which can be seen on the stage...
when you are jumping on each other with fake axes, they are important,
- ... they are transferred to the final result. - They are very important because...
...it is the nature of motion capture, but the performance that we do is not
a full body performance. We do not record our face expressions.
This is not a typical film approach, where you usually use
narrower shots, and you act more with your face and voice
and you're able to show your emotions in a different way.
The characters in video games are usually smaller.
There is a different dynamic than in the film.
You have to show emotions in other ways because...
...the expression is different.
Games and characters in games also have their own characteristics,
their own style.
You have to show very strong emotions, which are often exaggerated.
Of course it depends on the game, the character that you act as.
The movements can be really simple, stripped of emotions...
...if it fits the character.
We often play inhuman characters - humanoids, but not people.
Then we try to stylize our movement to be less emotional.
But if we act out a combat situation where
where the characters fight for their life, then the expression must be pumped up.
This is one of the most interesting things, the expression and the building of a character.
You, for example, have worked on the Witcher. Which one?
All three games.
You've been mostly creating martial arts movements for Geralt, right?
That's how it started.
It was our initial task and we worked on it as a group.
The first task was to create a combat system for the witcher – the witcher's fighting style.
And recording the combat system for the main character.
And then we acted out the rest of the characters.
We played 100% of the characters in the first game, I think.
Actors only recorded cut scene parts - such as dialogs and emotions.
I ask about this because for me it is interesting from the players' point of view,
who don't see all the work you, animators and actors put in.
Playing The Witcher, or any other game that you participated in, I wonder
where is the point that the character is born? Who has the greatest contribution?
I can see you in most of the action scenes. On the other hand,
the actors are certainly most visible in the cut scenes.
So when is the soul of a digital character born?
It was changing, depending on the part of the game.
In the first Witcher game...
I played like 95% of Geralt.
In cut scenes as well.
In Witcher 2 actors took over most of the cutscenes.
For many reasons.
It is their territory after all.
So in cut scenes where Geralt wasn't fighting nor dynamically moving
actors were playing and I did all the dynamic scenes: the whole gameplay
and cutscenes with fighting, running, jumping and so on.
Some viewers probably think: "Wow, awesome job! Dude is jumping around and swinging his axe!"
"I want to do this!"
What should one do to be in your place?
- Well, the conditions in Poland are specific for this profession... - What do you mean by 'specific'?
The industry is not developed enough.
Especially comparing to the western countries.
So there are less jobs.
There is a lot of competition.
Many people have been working in the industry for years now.
Everyone knows each other which is normal in every job.
It's like this in every industry.
And there simply is not enough work for so many talented people.
- So you wouldn't recommend it? - It's hard to break through.
Only a few of my friends managed to get this job in the film industry.
We've also started with film stunts.
And now motion capture is our main specialization.
We are still doing stunts for movies
but since motion capture was a no man's land,
we claimed it as ours and now we rule it.
And from an artistic point of view,
which of these give you more satisfaction?
I find both types of job to be fulfilling.
In mocap the pace of work is great
as well as the fact that there is no sound department, no makeup or light.
It's just us and the director.
We capture animations one after another which is fantastic for me
because I love performing.
The themes of the games are also interesting.
Sword fighting, special ops, space battles, elves...
It's just so much fun!
Yes, exactly! Just fun.
There's a lot of fantasy.
And it all must be spectacular.
So we can do a lot physically.
Many times directors want us to do
something like the Matrix but times ten!
Fireworks and explosions!
So this is great!
But movies are more satisfying
because it's you on the screen.
Your performance is 100% you.
In motion capture everything that we do
is just a base for the animators.
They can change what they want.
The performers usually don't take part in the process of styling
and finishing off of the animations.
Most of the times our performance
looks a bit different in the final product.
And the second thing is your face.
It's not your face on the screen.
That makes us kind of second-class celebrities.
But also heroes acting from the backstage.
That's right. So it's not as fulfilling as in live action.
Why can't you act a female character?
This system is also used in orthopedics.
It's so incredibly sensitive
and it shows all the details of movement so accurately
that it shows everything out of ordinary. The second thing is data.
What you see is just balls on the screen.
So the physical and psychological aspects are gone.
In a film characters are dressed
which gives you some subconscious image.
You immediately connect it with the person's sex.
Whether they have long or short hair an so on.
So you subconsciously identify such character.
In mocap you have no clothes, no hair
it's just your movement.
Every little detail of it is clearly visible.
Every detail of your figure and muscle mass.
Men's bodies make them move in a more stiffer way
while women movements are softer. The proportions are different too.
You can tell the difference right away.
I've only heard of one urban legend,
I haven't seen it myself,
that a male performer successfully performed a female move.
A simple one of course.
Our way of walking, for example, is very characteristic.
So you can tell the difference between
two people just by their walk.
One time we were visiting CD Projekt in Poland.
We were walking down the hall
saying 'hi' to some people we know
and suddenly a guy that I don't know comes to me and says:
"You are Maciej. And you must be Sławek?"
"Yeah, how do you know?"
It turned out that he had worked on our material.
After hours of working on it, he recognized us just by looking at us walking.
So the way you walk is very characteristic...
So these little balls will tell everything about you...
Yes, everything! That you are limping, that one of your legs is shorter...
Someone might even know too much about you.
Yes, sometimes other people know more about me than I do.
They tell me to change something that I do
that I didn't even notice before.
So this crazy security system from the last 'Mission Impossible'
that recognized people by the way they walk
might not have been that crazy after all.
Totally, totally.
So how do these little balls work?
This black suit I'm wearing is made of a material
that does not reflect infrared light
and on the other hand, these markers stick very easily onto it...
...with Velcro.
These balls are not LED lights nor any other devices.
It's just a soft, small ball and it's covered with tape
that reflects light as much as possible. Just like street signs.
If you take picture of a street sign with a flash light, it will reflect the light.
The stuff on these markers is the same.
On my suit I'm wearing
52 or 53 markers.
Two of them are attached to each of my joints
and a third one on longer bones.
So you can see limbs bending?
Exactly.
This setup creates a whole cloud of dots
and the software combines them into a virtual skeleton.
Around this space, called 'volume', which is our scene,
there are cameras looking at us in 360 degrees.
If the studio is bigger
there can be 16, 24, 32
or even 180 cameras.
The more cameras around us, the more details are captured.
For example, when you do a face cap,
there are lots of very small markers
and it requires cameras with greater resolutions
in order to capture all of them.
At the same time, more cameras create bigger volume for us to work in.
Every camera emits infrared light
which bounces from the markers on my suit
and the camera records the movement of the marker in 3D space.
So the core idea is simple
it's the precision of it that is the most difficult.
Exactly right.
- OK, great! Thanks a lot. - Thanks.
Ask yourself what do you like to do
and then - just do it.
Really.
Sometimes you'll need help from
your family, your friends
or maybe
your other half.
But it's never too late to start.
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PROPHECY 2017 - WHEN WAS JESUS REALLY BORN? - Rabbi JONATHAN CAHN 2017 - Duration: 29:48.
PROPHECY 2017 - WHEN WAS JESUS REALLY BORN? - Rabbi JONATHAN CAHN 2017
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Fred Korematsu Biography : Fred T. Korematsu Activist Wikipedia| Google Doodle honors Fred Korematsu - Duration: 3:44.
Today Google's US homepage is celebrating Fred Toyosaburo Korematsu, civil rights activist
and survivor of the internment of Japanese Americans during World War II.
January 30th, 2017 would have been his 98th birthday and is officially recognized as Fred
Korematsu Day in California, Hawaii, Virginia and Florida.
A son of Japanese immigrant parents, Korematsu was born and raised in Oakland, California.
After the U.S. entered WWII, he tried to enlist in the U.S. National Guard and Coast Guard,
but was turned away due to his ethnicity.
He was 22 years old and working as a foreman in his hometown when Executive Order 9066
was signed in 1942 by President Franklin Delano Roosevelt.
The order sent more than 115,000 people of Japanese descent living in the United States
to incarceration.
Rather than voluntarily relocate to an internment camp, Korematsu went into hiding.
He was arrested in 1942 and despite the help of organizations like ACLU, his conviction
was upheld in the landmark Supreme Court case of Korematsu v. United States.
Consequently, he and his family were sent to the the Central Utah War Relocation Center
at Topaz, Utah until the end of WWII in 1945.
It wasn't until 1976 that President Gerald Ford formally ended Executive Order 9066 and
apologized for the internment, stating "We now know what we should have known then — not
only was that evacuation wrong but Japanese-Americans were and are loyal Americans."
Fred Korematsu's conviction was overturned in 1983 after evidence came to light that
disputed the necessity of the internment.
Five years later President Ronald Reagan signed the The Civil Liberties Act of 1988 citing
"racial prejudice, wartime hysteria and a lack of political leadership" as the central
motivation for Japanese internment.
In 1998, President Bill Clinton awarded Korematsu with the Presidential Medal of Freedom, the
country's most distinguished civilian award.
Fred Korematsu can be remembered fighting for civil rights and against prejudice throughout
his life, famously saying:
"If you have the feeling that something is wrong, don't be afraid to speak up."
The doodle by artist Sophie Diao–herself a child of Asian immigrants–features a patriotic
portrait of Korematsu wearing his Presidential Medal of Freedom, a scene of the internment
camps to his back, surrounded by cherry blossoms, flowers that have come to be symbols of peace
and friendship between the US and Japan.
Today's Doodle pays homage to Fred Korematsu's 98th Birthday.
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Two-Minute Microwave Keto Bread (Fathead Bread) | Keto Recipes | Headbanger's Kitchen - Duration: 3:34.
Horns up and welcome to a brand new episode of Headbanger's Kitchen.
Today, with that almond flour that we made, we're going to be making some delicious Keto
bread in a microwave in a mug in under two minutes.
This is the fastest, quickest Keto bread recipe and trust me guys, this is going to change
your Keto game, FOREVA!
So, let's go and make that delicious Keto bread – in two minutes, in a microwave and
it's really easy.
So, to make our Keto bread we're going to need 30 grams of almond flour, half a teaspoon
of baking powder, one egg and 10 grams of butter.
Now I showed you guys how to make almond flour, just click here and watch the episode.
Now I'm going to mix this in a bowl just so that you can see everything very clearly – it
just makes it easier to film.
So we're gonna add our butter, baking powder, our egg, and our almond flour to a bowl or
to your mug directly and just give it a good whisk till everything is incorporated.
Then all Ido is just pour that into my mug, I put it in the microwave for 90 seconds and
it cooks.
And there you have it – the Keto almond bread is ready.
All you've got to do is overturn the mug and the bread will pop right out.
Then, of course, you can cut it into slices and you have lovely little round toasts.
I'm going to put some cream cheese on one of my toasts, a little bit of sun-dried tomato
pesto, and I had a little bit of beef mince left so I've made a mini cheese burger for
the third one.
And there you have it, your Keto bread is ready!
And I've made all these wonderful variations of it.
That's just how simple the Keto bread is.
Okay, so it's time to taste these delicious Keto bread goodies and I'm going to start
with the cheeseburger.
Oh yeah!
Dude, I cannot... it's like eating a burger again!
I wish I had some lettuce but I didn't, so... whatever.
Oh wow, I just want to stop filming and go and eat this now, but my sense of duty is
going to prevail.
Let's try the cream cheese one.
Look, it's the closest you're going to get to bread; it's not too eggy also and it's
just delicious man!
Let me try the one with the sun-dried tomato pesto.
So good!
In fact, do you know what I'm gonna do?
I'm going to take on end of the sun-dried tomato pesto and one end of the cream cheese
and I'm gonna make a sun-dried tomato and cream cheese sandwich.
And I'll see you on the next episode of Headbanger's Kitchen.
Till then, cheers and keep cooking.
Oh and don't forget to subscribe to the Youtube channel.
Cheers!
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Was ist der Unterschied zwischen Sarkasmus und Ironie? | Tourettikette - Duration: 1:33.
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كان حلمي | It Was My Dream ( فيلم قصير \ short film ) - Duration: 3:04.
this plane My mom bought it for me
she was only one had know that , this plane is my dream
When I was chiled My dream was to becom a pilot
My dream was to keep rising as the plane , which my mom bought it for me
to sinking through clouds , and brightening as star
and write my dream on the moon
when i was child felt curiosity of to see how much the world is huge from the sky - or top - , and how much the world become small when I'm sinking through the clouds
I was very Enthusiastic to achieve my dream
but , i was child and i knew that i will not be able to achieve my dream
Simply
Because I'm from of the Gaza Strip " Refuge in Jordan "
Gaza stripe people in Jordan are allowed to choose limited specialization to study and work
My dream was destroyed , when i was child
a child has 10 years old without any ambitious , until i grow up i haven't any goal in my life to achieve
and i built My life on failure
But today , i found my self
from the failure period which i had lived
i discover that i'm good cameraman , and excellent writer too
i knew that i can become a filmmaker
and to be successful person
Bcz of that i decided to study media
today with my pin and my camera
i will complete my way
By my ideas i will reach the sky
which i was dreaming to reach .
i believe that i'm still a live , i will find my way in one day to my self .. to my dream .. which i want . ( Mahmmoud darweesh )
actor and narrator : Ismael Thabet
Ahmad and Hitham
to Dr. Ibrahim Al qadi - Al Qusor Academy cooperative with Al Yarmook Uni
Cameraman : Assad Al menaee and Obida arada
Montaigne : Ismael Thabet and Obida
Directed By : Assad Al menaee
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Roger Federer, Defying Age, Tops Rafael Nadal in Australian Open Final - Duration: 12:12.
MELBOURNE, Australia — It was Roger Federer's unlikeliest victory in a Grand Slam tournament — quite a statement for a 35-year-old who has now won 18 of them.
But where else should one rank this Australian Open, where Federer was rightfully viewed as an underdog? Where he arrived seeded just 17th, having not played an official tournament for more than six months? Where he faced his friendly nemesis Rafael Nadal in the final on sore legs?
Even Federer's own expectations were tempered for a change. "I would have said a great event would be quarters," Federer said. "Fourth round would be nice."
Federer would get a great deal more than that in Melbourne, a city where his success has mingled with plenty of heartache and tears through the years.
He wiped away a few more on Sunday as he became the oldest man to win a Grand Slam singles title in 45 years. He managed it by defeating Nadal, 6-4, 3-6, 6-1, 3-6, 6-3, to win the Australian Open for the fifth time.
"You don't know if they ever come back, these moments," said Federer, who had not won a major title since Wimbledon in 2012 and who had not beaten Nadal in a Grand Slam final since Wimbledon in 2007.
Federer played here with verve and precision, but had to scrap his way through three five-set matches in the final four rounds, receiving plenty of treatment between duels. Although he did not have to deal with the world's two leading players, Andy Murray and Novak Djokovic, who were upset in the first week, Federer did face top 10 opponents aplenty.
He defeated four of them: Tomas Berdych, Kei Nishkori, Stan Wawrinka and — most important — Nadal, the swashbuckling Spanish left-hander who has so often thwarted Federer on big occasions but who failed to seal the deal on Sunday despite taking a 3-1 lead in the fifth set.
That was perhaps when Federer's tempered expectations helped him most. This really did feel like gravy after all the major meals he has enjoyed through the years, and he stuck with the game plan he and his coaches, Severin Luethi and Ivan Ljubicic, had discussed.
"I told myself to play free," Federer said. "You play the ball. You don't play the opponent. Be free in your head. Be free in your shots. Go for it. The brave will be rewarded here. I didn't want to go down just making shots, seeing forehands rain down on me from Rafa."
Few could have foreseen this final when the Australian Open began. This was Federer's first official tournament after a long break because of knee problems in 2016. Nadal ended last season early, too, after an injury to his left wrist. And yet the occasion felt so familiar, inciting global interest and nostalgia for the days when Federer-Nadal summit meetings were a staple.
But this was not business as usual for Federer. His one-handed backhand has long been his weak link against Nadal, whose whipping topspin forehand has forced Federer to hit too many backhands above the shoulder — and too many backhands, period.
Federer took a more proactive approach Sunday, driving his backhand much of the match instead of relying on his more neutral slice. He ripped through his backhand returns as well, and Nadal — not quite at his relentless best — was unable to grind him down. With the match in his grasp, Nadal wavered while Federer let his elegant strokes fly.
"He did not surprise me," Nadal said. "He was playing aggressively, and I understand that in a match against me. I don't think it would have been intelligent to try to get into too many long rallies from the baseline. I don't think he would have won. He went for it, and it was the right thing for him to do."
The result was a brisk five-setter by Nadal's standards. The Spaniard required 4 hours 56 minutes to beat Federer's stylistic acolyte, Grigor Dimitrov, and his one-handed backhand in the semifinals.
Sunday's final lasted 3:38, and that included a medical timeout that Federer took off court after losing the fourth set. Federer has rarely taken that liberty through the years, but he did the same before the fifth set of his semifinal victory over his Swiss compatriot Wawrinka, citing a groin injury.
Federer's decision to take a timeout again on Sunday drew criticism from the former Wimbledon champion Pat Cash of Australia, who said on BBC Radio that it was "legal cheating" to interrupt a long match because of weariness.
Federer disagreed and explained that his leg had been bothering him since he beat the young American Noah Rubin in the second round. Federer said that on Sunday, he began feeling pain in his right quadriceps "midway through the second set" and "the groin started to hurt midway through the third set."
"I just told myself, 'The rules are there that you can use them,'" he said. "I think I've led the way for 20 years, so I think to be critical there is exaggerating. I'm the last guy to call a medical timeout."
The break did not help Federer start quickly in the fifth set. Nadal broke his serve in the opening game and jumped out to that 3-1 lead. But with his chances appearing to fade, Federer took control, breaking Nadal's serve in the long and edgy sixth and eighth games of the set.
All Federer had to do then was serve out the championship at 5-3, but he quickly fell behind by 15-40 before saving one break point with an ace and the next with a forehand winner.
On his first match point, he made a shaky forehand error, but he converted the second with a looping midcourt forehand that appeared to land on the sideline for a winner.
Nadal challenged and shrugged, hands on his hips. The review upheld the initial call, and Federer pumped his arms over his head and leapt with delight.
"Of course it's slightly awkward to win this way," Federer said. "Nevertheless emotions poured out of me. I was incredibly happy."
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No Strings Attached by Lester Del Rey - Duration: 28:46.
No Strings Attached by Lester Del Rey
Poor Henry was an unhappy husband whose wife had a habit of using bad clichès. Alféar
was a genii who was, quite like most humans, a creature of habit. Their murder compact
was absolutely perfect, with... No Strings Attached!
Committing a perfect murder is a simple matter. Drive out some night to a lonely road, find
a single person walking along out of sight of anyone else, offer him a ride, knife him,
and go home. In such a crime, there's no reason to connect killer and victim—no motive,
no clue, no suspect.
To achieve the perfect murder of a man's own wife, however, is a different matter. For
obvious reasons, husbands are always high on the suspect list. Who has a better reason
for such a crime?
Henry Aimsworth had been pondering the problem with more than academic interest for some
time. It wasn't that he hated his wife. He simply couldn't stand the sight or sound of
her; even thinking about her made his flesh crawl. If she had been willing to give him
a divorce, he'd have been content to wish her all the happiness she was capable of discovering.
But Emma, unfortunately, was fond of being his wife; perhaps she was even fond of him.
Worse, she was too rigidly bound to trite morality to give him grounds to sue.
There was no hope of her straying. What had been good enough for her mother was good enough
for her, and saved all need of thinking; a woman needed a husband, her place was in the
home, marriage was forever, and what would the neighbors think? Anyhow, she'd have had
difficulty being unfaithful, even if she tried. She'd been gaining some ten pounds every year
for the eleven years they had been married, and she'd long since stopped worrying about
taking care of her appearance.
He looked up at her now, letting the book drop to his lap. She sat watching the television
screen with a vacant look on her face, while some comic went through a tired routine. If
she enjoyed it, there was no sign, though she spent half her life in front of the screen.
Then the comic went off, and dancers came on. She went back to darning a pair of his
socks, as seriously as if she didn't know that he had always refused to wear the lumpy
results. Her stockings had runs, and she still wore the faded apron in which she'd cooked
supper.
He contrasted her with Shirley unconsciously, and shuddered. In the year since Shirley Bates
had come to work in his rare book store, he'd done a lot of such shuddering, and never because
of the slim blonde warmth of his assistant. Since that hot day in August when they'd closed
the shop early and he'd suggested a ride in the country to cool off, he and Shirley....
He was interrupted in his more pleasant thoughts by the crash of scissors onto the floor, and
his eyes focussed on the deepening folds of fat as Emma bent to retrieve them. "Company
coming," she said, before he could think of anything to prevent the mistaken cliché.
Then she became aware that he was staring at her. "Did you take the garbage out, Henry?"
"Yes, dear," he answered woodenly. Then, because he knew it was coming anyhow, he filled in
the inevitable. "Cleanliness is next to godliness."
She nodded solemnly, and began putting aside her darning. "That's finished. Mama always
said a stitch in time saves nine. If you'd cut your toenails, Henry...."
He could feel his skin begin to tingle with irritation. But there was no escape. If he
went upstairs to his bedroom, she'd be up at once, puttering about. If he went to the
basement, she'd find the canned food needed checking. A woman's place was with her husband,
as she'd repeatedly told him. Probably she couldn't stand her own company, either.
Then he remembered something he'd stored away. "There's a new picture at the Metro," he said
as quietly as he could. "Taylor's starred, I think. I was going to take you, before this
extra work came up."
He could see her take the bait and nibble at it. She had some vague crush left for Taylor.
She stared at the television set, shifted her bulk, and then shook her head reluctantly.
"It'd be nice, Henry. But going at night costs so much, and—well, a penny saved is a penny
earned."
"Exactly. That's what I meant to say." He even relaxed enough to overlook the platitude,
now that there was some hope. "I saved the price of lunch today. The nut who wanted King
in Yellow was so tickled to get the copy finally, he insisted on treating. You can even take
a cab home afterwards."
"That's nice. It'll probably rain, the way my bunion's been aching." She considered it
a second more, before cutting off the television. He watched as she drew off the apron and went
for her coat and hat, making a pretense of dabbing on make-up. She might as well have
worn the apron, he decided, as she came over to kiss him a damp good-bye.
He considered calling Shirley, but her mother was visiting her, and the conversation would
have to be too guarded at her end. If he could find some way of getting rid of Emma....
It wouldn't even be murder, really. More like destroying a vegetable—certainly no worse
than ending the life of a dumb cow to make man's life more worth living. It wasn't as
if she had anything to live for or to contribute. It would almost be a kindness, since she lived
in a perpetual state of vague discontent and unhappiness, as if somehow aware that she
had lost herself. But unfortunately, the law wouldn't look at it in such a light.
He'd only been thinking actively of getting her out of the way since August, however;
and somehow, with time, there must be some fool-proof scheme. There was that alcohol-injection
system—but it required someone who would drink pretty freely first, and Emma was a
teetotaler. Maybe, though, if he could get her to taking some of those tonics for women....
He dropped it for the moment and turned back to the book. It was an odd old volume he'd
received with a shipment for appraisal. There was no title or date, but the strange leather
binding showed it was old. Apparently it had been hand-set and printed on some tiny press
by the writer, whose name was omitted. It seemed to be a mixture of instructions on
how to work spells, conjure demons, and practice witchcraft, along with bitter tirades against
the group who had driven the writer out and forced him, as he put it, to enter a compact
with the devil for to be a wizard, which is like to a male witch. Henry had been reading
it idly, slowly deciding the book was authentic enough, however crazy the writer was. The
book had no particular value as a collector's item, but he could probably get a fine price
from some of the local cultists, particularly since there were constant promises in it that
the writer was going to give a surefire, positive and simple recipe for conjuring up a demon
without need of virgin blood, graveyard earth or unicorn horn.
He skimmed through it, looking for the formula. It turned up on the fifth page from the end,
and was everything the writer had claimed. A five-sided figure drawn on the floor with
ordinary candle wax, a pinch of sugar inside, a bit of something bitter outside, two odd
but simple finger gestures, and a string of words in bad Latin and worse Greek. There
was a warning that it would work without the pentagram, sugar and bitters, but at parlous
risk to the conjurer without such protection.
He frowned. Too simple for the cultists, he realized—unless he could somehow persuade
them that the trick lay in some exact phrasing or gesturing pattern which took experiment.
They liked things made difficult, so they'd have a good alibi for their faith when the
tricks failed. If he could show them in advance that it didn't work, but hint that a good
occultist might figure out the right rhythm, or whatever....
He read it through again, trying to memorize the whole thing. The gestures were—so—and
the words—umm....
There was no flash of fire, no smell of sulphur, and no clap of thunder. There was simply a
tall creature with yellowish skin and flashing yellow eyes standing in front of the television
set. His head was completely hairless, and he was so tall that he had to duck slightly
to keep from crashing into the ceiling. His features were too sharp for any human face.
There were no scales, however; his gold cape and black tights were spangled, and he wore
green shoes with turned up toes. But generally, he wasn't bad looking.
"Mind if I sit down?" the creature asked. He took Henry's assent for granted and dropped
into Emma's chair, folding his cape over one arm and reaching for an apple on the side
table. "Glad to see you're not superstitious enough to keep me locked up in one of those
damned pentagrams. Drat it, I thought the last copy of that book was burned and I was
free. Your signal caught me in the middle of dinner."
Henry swallowed thickly, feeling the sweat trickle down his nose. The book had warned
against summoning the demon without the protective devices! But the thing seemed peaceful enough
for the moment. He cleared his voice. "You mean—you mean magic works?"
"Magic—shmagic!" the creature snorted. He jerked his thumb toward the television. "To
old Ephriam—the crackpot who wrote the book before he went completely crazy—that set
would have been more magic than I am. I thought this age knew about dimensions, planes of
vibrations, and simultaneous universes. You humans always were a backward race, but you
seemed to be learning the basic facts. Hell, I suppose that means you'll lay a geas on
me, after I was hoping it was just an experimental summons!"
Henry puzzled it over, with some of the fright leaving him. The scientific sounding terms
somehow took some of the magic off the appearance of the thing. "You mean those passes and words
set up some sort of vibrational pattern...."
The hairless fellow snorted again, and began attacking the grapes. "Bunk, Henry! Oh, my
name's Alféar, by the way. I mean I was a fool. I should have gone to my psychiatrist
and taken the fifty year course, as he advised. But I thought the books were all burned and
nobody knew the summons. So here I am, stuck with the habit. Because that's all it is—a
conditioned reflex. Pure compulsory behavior. I'm sensitized to receive the summons, and
when it comes, I teleport into your plane just the way you pull your hand off a hot
stove. You read the whole book, I suppose? Yeah, just my luck. Then you know I'm stuck
with any job you give me—practically your slave. I can't even get back without dismissal
or finishing your task! That's what comes of saving money by not going to my psychiatrist."
He muttered unhappily, reaching for more grapes, while Henry began to decide nothing was going
to happen to him, at least physically. Souls were things he wasn't quite sure of, but he
couldn't see how just talking to Alféar could endanger his.
"Still," the creature said thoughtfully, "it could be worse. No pentagram. I never did
get mixed up with some of the foul odors and messes some of my friends had to take. And
I've developed quite a taste for sugar; tobacco, too." He reached out and plucked a cigarette
out of Henry's pack, then a book of matches. He lighted it, inhaled, and rubbed the flame
out on his other palm. "Kind of weak tobacco, but not bad. Any more questions while I smoke
this? There's no free oxygen where I come from, so I can't smoke there."
"But if you demons answer such—such summons, why don't people know about it now?" Henry
asked. "I'd think more and more people would be going in for this sort of thing. If the
wizards were right all along...."
"They weren't, and we're not demons. It didn't get started until your Middle Ages. And if
it hadn't been for old Apalon...." Alféar lighted another cigarette off the butt, which
he proceeded to extinguish on the tip of his sharp tongue. He scratched his head thoughtfully,
and then went on.
"Apalon was studying your worship. You see, we've been studying your race the way you
study white rats, using lower races to explain our own behavior. Anyhow, he got curious and
figured out a way to mentalize himself into your plane. He was sort of a practical joker,
you might say. So he picked a time when some half-crazy witch was trying to call up the
being you worship as Satan to make some kind of a deal. Just as she finished, he popped
up in front of her, spitting out a bunch of phosphorus to make a nice smoke and fire effect,
and agreed with all her mumbo-jumbo about having to do what she wanted. She wanted her
heart fixed up then, so he showed her how to use belladonna and went back, figuring
it was a fine joke.
"Only he made a mistake. There's something about moving between planes that lowers the
resistance to conditioning. Some of our people can take five or six trips, but Apalon was
one of those who was so conditioning-prone that he had the habit fixed after the first
trip. The next time she did the rigamarole, back he popped. He had to dig up gold for
her, hypnotize a local baron into marrying her, and generally keep on the constant qui
vive, until she got sloppy and forgot the pentagram she thought protected her and which
he was conditioned to. But after he disintegrated her, he found she'd passed on the word to
a couple of other witches. And he knew somebody at the Institute was bound to find what a
fool he'd made of himself.
"So he began taking members aside and telling them about the trick of getting into your
world. Excellent chance for study. Have to humor the humans by sticking to their superstitions,
of course. One by one, they went over on little trips. It wasn't hard to find some superstitious
dolt trying to summon something, since word had got around in your world. One of us would
pop up, and that spread the word further. Anyhow, when Apalon was sure each member had
made enough trips to be conditioned, he'd tell him the sad truth, and swear him to secrecy
on penalty of being laughed out of the Institute. The old blaggard wound up with all of us conditioned.
There was quite a flurry of witchcraft here, until we finally found a psychiatrist who
could break the habit for us. Even then, it was tough going. We'd never have made it without
the inquisitions and witch-burnings one of our experimental sociologists managed to stir
up."
Alféar put out the third cigarette butt and stood up slowly. "Look, I don't mind a chat
now and then, but my wives are waiting dinner. How about dismissing me?"
"Umm." Henry had been thinking while he listened. It had sounded like a reasonable explanation
on the whole, except for the bit about Apalon's disintegrating the witch. Apparently as long
as a man wasn't too unreasonable, there was a certain usefulness to having such friends
on call. "What about the price for your help? I mean—well, about souls...."
Alféar twitched his ears disgustedly. "What the deuce would I do with your soul, Henry?
Eat it? Wear it? Don't be a shnook!"
"Well, then—well, I've heard about wishes that were granted, but they all had a trick
attached. If I asked for immortality, you'd give it, say; but then I'd get some horrible
disease and beg and plead for death. Or ask for money, and then find the money was recorded
as being paid to a kidnapper, or something."
"In the first place, I couldn't give you immortality," Alféar said, as patiently as he apparently
could. "Your metabolism's not like ours. In the second place, why should I look for tainted
money? It's enough nuisance doing what you ask, without looking for tricks to pull. Anyhow,
I told you I half-enjoy visiting here. As long as you're reasonable about it, I don't
mind keeping my end of the compulsion going. If you've got something to ask, ask away.
There are no strings attached."
The creature seemed to be quite sincere. Henry considered it briefly, staring at a large
tinted picture of Emma, and took the plunge. "Suppose I asked you to kill my wife for me—say
by what looked like a stroke, so nobody would blame me?"
"That seems reasonable enough," Alféar agreed easily. "I could break a few blood vessels
inside her skull.... Sure, why not? Only the picture in your mind is so distorted, I wouldn't
know her. If she's like that, why'd you ever marry her?"
"Because she seemed different from other women, I guess," Henry admitted. "When I tipped the
canoe over, and I figured she'd be mad because her dress was ruined, all she said was something
about not being sugar, so she wouldn't melt." He shuddered, remembering all the times she'd
said it since. "You won't have any trouble. Look, can you really read my mind?"
"Naturally. But it's all disorganized."
"Umm. Well." It gave him a queasy feeling to think of anyone seeing his secret thoughts.
But this fellow apparently didn't work by human attitudes, anyhow. He groped about,
and then smiled grimly. "All right, then. You can tell I think of her as my wife. And
just to make sure, she'll be sure to say something about early to bed and early to rise; she
says that every single damned night, Alféar! She never misses."
Alféar grunted. "Sounds more reasonable every minute, Henry. All right, when your wife says
that, I pop out and give her a stroke that will kill her. How about dismissing me now?"
"No strings?" Henry asked. He watched carefully as Alféar nodded assent, and he could see
no sign of cunning or trickery. He caught his breath, nodded, and closed his eyes. Seeing
something vanish was nothing he wanted. "Dismissed."
The fruit was still gone when he opened his eyes, but there was no other sign of the thing.
He found some fruit still in the refrigerator and restocked the bowl. Then he closed the
strange book and put it away. He'd have to buy it himself, and burn it to make sure no
one else found the trick, of course. For a moment, uneasiness pricked at him. Yet he
was sure Alféar hadn't been lying, and the story the creature had told made more sense
than the older superstitions. Henry adjusted his mind to having a well-conditioned demon
on tap and then began the harder job of bracing himself for Emma's incoherent but detailed
account of the movie when she came back.
Unfortunately, it was a more complicated plot than usual, and she went on and on, from the
moment she entered the door. He tried to close his ears, but he'd never succeeded in that.
He yawned, and she yawned back, but went on until the last final morsel was covered for
the second or third time.
"He was wonderful," she finally concluded. "Just wonderful. Only I wished you'd come
with me. You'd have liked it. Henry, did you take the garbage out?"
"Yes, dear," he answered. "Hours ago."
He yawned elaborately again. She mumbled something about having to keep the kitchen clean because
cleanliness was next to godliness, but her automatic yawn muffled the words. Then she
glanced at the clock. "Heavens, it's almost one! And early to bed and early to rise...."
Henry jerked his eyes away, just as he caught the first glimpse of Alféar popping into
existence beside her. He heard the beginning of a shriek change to a horrible gargling
and then become a dying moan. Something soft and heavy hit the floor with a dull thud.
Henry turned around slowly.
"Dead," Alféar said calmly, rubbing one of his fingers. "This business of getting just
one finger through the planes into her head cuts off the circulation. There, that's better.
Satisfied?"
Henry dropped beside the corpse. She was dead, according to the mirror test, and there wasn't
a mark on her. He stared at the puffy, relaxed features; he'd expected an expression of horror,
but she seemed simply asleep. His initial feeling of pity and contrition vanished; after
all, it had been quick and nearly painless. Now he was free!
"Thanks, Alféar," he said. "It's fine—fine. Do I dismiss you now?"
"No need this time. I'm free as soon as the job's done. Unless you'd like to talk awhile...."
Henry shook his head quickly. He had to telephone a doctor. Then he could call Shirley—her
mother would be gone by now. "Not now. Maybe I'll summon you sometime for a smoke or something.
But not now!"
"Okay," Alféar said, and vanished. Surprisingly, seeing him disappear wasn't unpleasant, after
all. He just wasn't there.
Waiting for the doctor was the worst part of it. All the legends Henry knew ran through
his mind. Alféar could have given her a stroke and then added some violent poison that would
show up in an autopsy. He could be sitting wherever he was, chuckling because Henry hadn't
restricted his wish enough to be safe. Or any of a hundred things could happen. There
was the first witch, who had thought she had Apalon under control, only to be turned to
dust.
But the doctor took it calmly enough. "Stroke, all right," he decided. "I warned her last
year that she was putting on too much weight and getting high blood pressure. Too bad,
Mr. Aimsworth, but there was nothing you could do. I'll turn in a certificate. Want me to
contact a mortician for you?"
Henry nodded, trying to appear properly grief-stricken. "I—I'd appreciate it."
"Too late now," the doctor said. "But I'll be glad to send Mr. Glazier around in the
morning." He pulled the sheet up over Emma's body, leaving it on the backroom couch to
which they had carried it. "You'd better go to a hotel for the night. And I'll give you
something that will make you sleep."
"I'd rather not," Henry said quickly. "I mean, I'd feel better here. You know...."
"Certainly, certainly." The doctor nodded sympathetically, but as if it were an old
story to him. He left the pills with instructions, said the proper things again, and finally
went out.
Shirley's voice was sleepy and cross when she answered, but it grew alert as soon as
he told her about Emma's stroke. He was almost beginning to believe the simple version of
the story himself.
"Poor Henry," she murmured. Her voice sharpened again. "It was a stroke? The doctor was sure?"
"Positive," he assured her, cursing himself for having let her guess some of the thoughts
that had been on his mind. "The doctor said she'd had hypertension and such before."
She considered it a second, and then a faint laugh sounded. "Then I guess there's no use
in crying over spilled milk, is there, Henry? If it had to happen, it just had to. And I
mean, it's like fate, almost!"
"It is fate!" he agreed happily. Then he dropped his voice. "And now I'm all alone here, baby
lamb, and I had to call you up...."
She caught on at once, as she always did. "You can't stay there now! It's so morbid.
Henry, you come right over here!"
Demons, Henry thought as he drove the car through the quiet residential streets toward
her apartment, had their uses. They were a much maligned breed. Probably the people who
had summoned them before had been ignorant, stupid people; they'd messed up their chances
and brought trouble on themselves by not finding out the facts and putting it all down to superstitious
magic. The fellows were almost people—maybe even a little superior to humans. If a man
would just try to understand them, they could help him, and with no danger at all.
"No strings attached," he said to himself, and then chuckled softly. It fitted perfectly;
now there were no strings attached to him. Emma was at peace, and he was free. He'd have
to wait a few months to marry Shirley legally, of course. But already, she was as good as
his wife. And if he played up the shock angle just enough, this could be a wonderful evening
again....
Shirley was unusually lovely when she met him at the door. Her soft golden hair made
a halo for her face—a face that said she'd already anticipated his ideas, and had decided
he was a man who needed sympathy and understanding for what had happened.
There was even time for the idea that he was free to be brought up, tentatively at first,
and then eventually as a matter of course. And the plans expanded as he considered them.
There was no need to worry about things now. The quiet marriage became a trip around the
world as he confessed to having money that no one knew about. They could close the shop.
He could leave town almost at once, and she could follow later. Nobody would know, and
they wouldn't have to wait to avoid any scandal. They could be married in two weeks!
Henry was just realizing the values of a friendly demon. With proper handling, a lot of purely
friendly summoning, and a reasonable attitude, there was no reason why Alféar couldn't provide
him with every worldly comfort to share with Shirley.
He caught her to him again. "My own little wife! That's what you are, lambkins! What's
a mere piece of paper? I already think of you as my wife. I feel you're my wife. That's
what counts, isn't it?"
"That's all that counts," she agreed with a warmth that set fire to his blood. Then
she gasped. "Henry, darling, it's getting light already! You'll have to get back. What
will the neighbors say if they see you coming from here now?"
He tore away reluctantly, swearing at the neighbors. But she was right, of course. He
had to go back and take the sleeping medicine to be ready for the arrival of the mortician
in the morning.
"It's still early," he protested, automatically trying to squeeze out a few more minutes.
"Nobody's up yet."
"I'll heat up the coffee, and then you'll have to go," Shirley said firmly, heading
for the kitchen. "Plenty of people get up early around here. And besides, you need some
sleep. Early to bed and early to rise, makes a man healthy, wealthy and—"
From the kitchen came the beginning of a shriek. It changed to a horrible gasp, and died away
in a failing moan. There was the sound of a body hitting the floor.
Alféar stood over Shirley's body, rubbing one finger tenderly. His ears twitched uncertainly
as he studied Henry's horror-frozen face. "I told you," he said. "I warned you some
of us get conditioned to a habit the first time. And you thought of her as your wife
and she said...."
Abruptly, he vanished. Henry's screams were the only sound in the apartment.
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Putin Likes The New MiG-35 - Duration: 1:40.
Let's start with something beautiful.
On Thursday, the MiG-35, Russia's new fighter jet demonstrated its acrobatic maneuvers.
This has never happened before.
President Putin watched this amazing aircraft.
Actually, this was the presentation of our ultra-modern "hawk".
And it was breathtaking.
The maximum speed of this jet is 2,400 kilometers per hour.
The closest American competitor, the F-35, can only travel a little over 2000 km/hr.
In many aspects, our plane is better.
It can be equipped with laser weapons.
The landing was also beautiful, and it was extremely smooth.
The plane, by the way, can even land on rough terrain.
The head of state liked the jet very much.
I would like to congratulate the designers, engineers, workers, and pilots.
Thanks to everyone who participated and continues to participate
on this very serious and important work. The work of developing this new aircraft.
I note that the new multi-purpose fighter jet MiG-35
has better performance and technical characteristics,
and is equipped with the most modern weapons.
You know it better than me, that it is capable to simultaneously follow from 10 to 30 targets,
whether they are on the ground or at sea.
It's a really interesting and unique airplane.
I can say, the 4++ is very close to the fifth generation.
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The Alley Where Our T.N.R. Project Was Set (Neutering Feral Cats) - Duration: 4:54.
hi everybody and welcome to my unruly
housewife channel today i jumped out of
bed
the Sun was shining it's not quite so
bright now and so I decided that even
though I look a bit of a scruff i would
grab my camera and go and film in the
alley because in the alley behind our house
David and I ran a TNR project which
means trap, neuter, return or trap neuter
release, with the feral cats there
we'd had cats coming into the garden
we'd had cats coming in with kittens we
knew there was a problem with feral cats
around here and so what we did was we
contacted Cats Protection and well it's a bit
of a longer story than that but let's
say that's the story here and they
helped us with traps and they neutered
the cats for us and they helped to rehome
the ones that could be rehomed and some
of the cats went back into the alley
which is part of what TNR is so
i'll show you the video of the alley now
can i just mentioned before you watch it
that every time I say "I" , I mean David
and I.
I have a terrible tendency when I
explain what went on with things of just
sounding as if it was only me that did it
but I could never have
done this on my own Dave was part of
it too and yeah on with the video
ok here we are in the alley where we
ran the TNR project
and where we got Maisie from and Mog
from just showing you a bit of the area
and now we're coming into the alley
I'm sorry the sun is probably in your
eyes so i'll do my best
can see there's some big puddles on the
ground and there's a garage there
where they fix cars, they don't sell
petrol and some of the cats were
breeding in their buildings i don't
think the people there knew what
to do really they just kind of I
don't know... got along with them. i don't
think they fed them. Then there's this
land here and in that building there
there's a kind of cellar - where
people can't get in for some reason but
cats can get in, through a little hole and cats
were breeding in that cellar as you can
see - not very nice area
really i will come down here and there
the alley goes out onto another
whoops onto another main road and people
dump things down there, um, sofas and
chairs and things have just been cleaned
out again from some of the alley but
that's got a lot of branches and stuff as
well this wall is falling down and we
rescued 35 cats from this alley. 9 of them
were pregnant... neuter please neuter your
cats and if you see a cat that you know
is feral please try and get a charity
or somebody to help you or do it
yourself get a trap borrow a trap get
that cat and neuter it for goodness sake
I mean look at this awful situation for
cats to be living in and I mean some of
the cats had to be returned not all
feral cats can be homed
sometimes you just gotta put them back
where they were born and where they live
but what I do with those cats is I feed
them with the help of Cats Protection
they have been fantastic - paid for
all the neutering
and with their help I manage to cope
with the 10 or so that have been returned
to the alley. I'm feeding them I've made them
a little shelter but this is a sort of
situation that cats can get into and
breed indiscriminately and I think
it's really important that citizens will
you know try and help to take
responsibility for any cats that you see
that are in trouble and support your
local cat charities and let's try and
get a situation where some of the cats
that... at least some of the cats that live
locally (what we'd like to term now
"community cats") you know the neutered cats
that now occupy the alley, that they're
looked after and supported. Support TNR
and okay I'm gonna stop this here.
I hope you enjoyed that despite my rather
miserable voice if you have any
comments and/or questions about
subject do and engage with me down below
i'll be happy to answer you and like
subscribe all that stuff obviously look
I'm obscuring my pillow but you get the
message and i love you all... Bye!
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4K DJI Inspire 2 Pro Speed Test 85.6mph Distance Review Phoenix, AZ Aerial Photography - Duration: 4:20.
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85.6 mph in 7.08 seconds!
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THE LOCKHEED SR-71A BLACKBIRD EXPLAINED - Duration: 3:55.
the sr-71 today remains this mysterious
and enticing aircraft its its menacing
it looks so sleek but really this is
completely a form dictated by the
function of the aircraft we had a need
to know what was going on in other
countries and the way that we were going
to do that was having a photographic
aircraft that can fly very high and very
fast and much faster than the YouTube
which preceded it
the sr-71 was that answer for the US Air
Force and for the United States the
sr-71 was a tremendous leap forward in
technology in many different ways
fighters at the time could go about Mach
2 disc ago mach3 it could fly incredibly
high now they were aircraft that could
reach the height of the sr-71 but only
in zoom climb and only temporarily
whereas the sr-71 to fly at level
attitude than 80,000 feet or higher
there was no other aircraft at the time
that could do that it was a magnificent
platform it was untouchable and yet it
had not only photographic cameras
it also had systems that performed
electronic intelligence as well and it
had a side looking airborne radar which
was another sensor which was very
effective speed in the nineteen sixties
was what stealth is today
speed was survivability in fact the best
way for an sr-71 to deal with the
surface air missile shot at it was just
simply to speed up there are some great
ways to realize and understand just how
fast the sr-71 was an sr-71 flew from
Los Angeles to DC in just a little over
an hour now imagine in that amount of
time one would drive to the airport and
maybe get your bags checked in and this
airplane flew from coast to coast and
little
for an hour originally when sr-71 was
developed there was the possibility that
could be used over China or even over
the Soviet Union it wasn't used in that
way largely due to diplomatic efforts
but it was used in the dangerous skies
or north vietnam during the southeast
asia war and it was also used over north
korea during the Pueblo crisis in 1968
and it was used in other places around
the world the air force operated the
sr-71 an aircraft that had a capability
that no other country in the world had
and the sr-71 could go get photographs
and intelligence information that was
desperately needed but that no other
aircraft and no other air force could
get
history about the only person on it
doesn't have TV coverage of the food and
it man you got the black up now and you
can start getting a TV picture is still
yes we are going
Victor chillin out
one all right
bad way
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Girl, 4, found safe after Amber Alert - Duration: 1:23.
TAKE WHEN PEOPLE ARE LAUGHING
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How to know the earliest Pregnancy Signs | Symptoms of Pregnancy_How I knew I was pregnant - Duration: 4:35.
Check if you get extremely tired.
Due to the increase in hormone levels, most women begin to feel extreme fatigue as one
of their first signs of pregnancy.
Check if you get short of breath.
The fetus that is slowly developing needs oxygen, meaning that you'll likely feel a
bit deprived.
Unfortunately, there's a good chance that you'll continue to feel out of breath as you
bring the baby to term.
Recall if you get dizzy and/or faint.
Often caused by either low blood sugar or blood pressure, a dizzy spell or a fainting
episode could mean that you have a bun in the oven.
Check if your breasts and/or nipples are very tender and sore.
Many women feel that their breasts are fuller and more tender with their nipples being more
sensitive during early pregnancy.
Look for signs of cramping and/or bloating.
This very early sign of pregnancy tends to feel much like your period is coming.
It could be your period, but it could also be early pregnancy.
Look for signs of headaches.
Usually thought to be a cause of changing hormones in your body during pregnancy, headaches
are common maladies of women who are newly pregnant.
Look for signs of backaches.
If you don't normally have backaches, this could be a sign that the ligaments in your
back are loosening, preparing for the time when you have to hold extra weight for nearly
a year.
Check if you are spotting.
Light vaginal bleeding could be from implantation of a fertilized egg into the lining of the
uterus.
Many women feel that their period is beginning, but it is actually one of their first symptoms
of pregnancy.
Look out for sudden mood shifts.
Your system is being pumped with new hormones if you're indeed pregnant.
That means you're likely to blow up over something inconsequential or suddenly find yourself
teary for no good reason.
Understand that nausea and/or vomiting could also be signs.
Normally, morning sickness won't occur until about a month after conception, and some escape
this pregnancy symptom altogether.
Be aware that urinating more than normal might also be a sign.
Increased urination occurs due to the increase in blood and other body fluids, which ends
up being processed by the kidneys and ending up in the bladder.
This increase in urination will most likely only worsen as your pregnancy progresses.
Check if you missed your period.
If you have regular periods and can typically predict when it will start, then this symptom
could definitely indicate early pregnancy.
You may notice a missed period before any other pregnancy symptom.
Be aware of your cravings for food.
Do you have cravings for foods that you normally never eat?
Or simply cravings for an unusual food?
Cravings are a common early pregnancy sign.
Check if you get more sensitive to odors than normal.
This early pregnancy symptom may be due to increased estrogen levels, but no one knows
for sure.
Chart your basal body temperature.
If you're charting your basal body temperature, one of the first signs of pregnancy is a higher-than-normal
temperature for that time of the month.
Take a pregnancy test.
Most pregnancy tests will not detect early pregnancy until your period is missed.
If other pregnancy symptoms are present and you still don't have your period, test again
in a few days.
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No Sleep ft. Gia Koka - Born To Lose (Severo Remix) - Duration: 2:57.
Oh I dreamed we would make it by now The other life would be better for us
Nobody told me I'd be on my own Tryna' let you go
Oh baby I was born to lose Meant nothing to no one
Old dreams and a glimpse of you Just holding onto your heart
One day they will forget me You'll say you never met me
I'll be watching them close to you I was born to lose
I was your girl but you never cared Oh how it is waiting here by myself
Nobody told me I'd leave there alone You will never know
Oh baby I was born to lose Meant nothing to no one
Old dreams and a glimpse of you Just holding onto your heart
One day they will forgive me You'll say you never met me
I'll be watching them close to you I was born to lose
I was born to lose
Oh baby I was born to lose Meant nothing to no one
Old dreams and a glimpse of you Just holding onto your heart
One day they will forget me You'll say you never met me
I'll be watching them close to you I was born to lose
I was born to lose
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WHY WAS THIS TRIP SO LONG?!?!?! - Duration: 8:25.
[Intro Music]
So Zuzia just said they have twenty g-granola bars
and I promise you I heard gorilla bars and I was like [whispers] Harambe
So we are at the airport in Wroclaw
We were here last year
Do you remember?
We were at this um this-this no no this place
We were getting book- I was getting a sudoku book which is
It was a good kush sudoku book
and then all I hear is your dad and like Anna
"Zuzia! Hey Zuzia!" and we had to like run to our gate
but there was no drama, they had just changed the gate to the one beside it
and they weren't even boarding yet! [laughs]
So then we had were anxiety like paying -
Zuzia: Show them how close together the gates are too
We were like paying super quickly
Like literally
That's Gate 3 and that's Gate 4
Welcome to Wroclaw
Um so we had an issue when we went to
put our bags for the first time ever
We didn't have a issue with weight because I am the master of weight redistribution
Zuzia: We didn't a weight issue?
We didn't have a weight issue
I am good weight redistribution, right?
Like mine was on point, I even got to put my jacket in there, no anxiety
You could have put your jacket in there, no anxiety
We would be Gucci
Um
But then they tell us we don't have a ticket and I'm like "What?"
Thank god your Dad came in with us cause usually he wouldn't
come in, we are like "Oh no, it's okay"
Jesus Christ
Anyways they found our ticket, I dunno what was happening
Anyways, so now we are waiting for our trip, for our trip?
For our flight to Munich
Um, which is in about an hour and a half so
We are gonna go into that store though
cause apparently they have English books and Zuzia is excited about that
Zuzia: Oh no, my hair is doing that thing
That's okay, they've seen you look worse
Zuzia: Thanks
You don't look that bad though
You just look really sick
which is fine cause I look like I wanted to die when I was sick but I didn't make any videos sooo
Gonna be super tourist but oh my god
obviously it looks nothing like it does in real life though
Even with this good kush camera
Daamn
Whatever, it looks like the sky is on fire, it looks very beautiful
We just landed in Munich and now we have to go to our gate
but we have to go through passport and
I am so scared that there is nothing fun on the other side
So that's-that's alright, did you know the escalator starts when there is no one?
Wooow
Technology
So the first time I had a pretzel
Like a big pretzel was at
Auntie Annie's
I was so disappointed
Cause it's like soft
It's not what a pretzel should be and
now I've had this
It's the best pretzel I've ever had in my life
Know why?
It tastes like a fucking pretzel
It tastes like a lil' lil' pretzel
Zuzia: Sorry
Yea,
you take a bite of it
[Crunching noises]
Europe is so interesting
You just give them your passport
and then they just say "Have a good day"
[snickers]
And then they don't ask you hundred questions
like when you go into USA
Or when you go back to Canada, it's like "I live here hoe"
Zuzia starts school the day we come back
So they are doing homework right now
We're not even aloud to go to our gate
until two hours before our flight
It is nine o'clock
So
In an hour
we'll be able - in an hour and a half
we'll be able to just penetrate the area that's like right there
To go to our gate
So we survived like a five hour lay over
and it went by really quickly which is great
We are [clears throat] about to board and
um people are like going down an escalator and I swear to god
if we have to take a bus to this plane I'm gonna
freak out
Because it is so cold outside like this morning at like three am
Okay I am being dramatic, six am
We to get on a plane
In Wroclaw, it was like -17 Celsius
and then we have to get off and get on a bus and it's like they leave
the door open and there's no heat
[sighs]
Europe, why you do dis?
Anyways, so people are going down an escalator but this is a big plane
Like there is a lot of people
I really hope that there is overhead space because like last time we were on this flight um
there was no space for my legs [laughs]
So I can't put my bag under there
But yea, so I am just waiting cause Zuzia went to the bathroom
and uh
Yea, so this flight will be me trying to sleep
Me being very hungry
Uh me colouring and doing some Sudoku
because like I said in my "Traveling for 36 Hour video"
I love Sudoku
Ah the line's getting long which means there's not going to be much overheard room
Oh my goodness, I'm anxiety
Oh there's Zuzia
I was talking shit
Zuzia: You would [coughs]
Yea, let's go now
Buhye
I just told them I hope it's not a bus
Let's wait around for my reaction
[airport noises]
Zuzia: I hope there's overhead space
[airport noises]
Bless, it's not a bus
[whispers] Bless
When the vegan snack on the plane is literally water
[laughs]
Mineral water though so I'll give them that
I have literally being wanting to vlog all day long
because so much happened
Um
But I couldn't so [laughs]
Let's recap
Last, we were in Germany
Got on the flight and it - bless - it wasn't a shuttle bus
It was like a real sitting down - whatever blah, blah
[sigh]
So, we are on the plane and I was like "Oh my god, this is nine and a half hours"
but we got like a good seat cause like we were in the emergency exit
so we had so much leg room
Like I could have lied down on the floor
Which was like Gucci
So we are doing that, then we get the lunch
It was so good, oh my god
Like usually airport food that's vegan is like [unimpressed sound]
But this was, this meal was good
Anyways, so
ummm
uh, I watch a movie, we na- whatever
I'm not going to tell you what happens on the flight
I'll tell you what happens though
We're like, approaching JFK
and [takes breath] it's a busy time of year
[chuckle] and their saying there is a lot planes circling right now
and it might take 30 to 45 minutes maybe
probably more, it usually takes more than they estimate
[breaths in]
Um, but we are running out of fuel so
We can't wait [chuckles]
Um, so we actually had-
I dunno why they couldn't just prioritize us because our fu-
we had no fuel, instead we fucking flew all the way to Baltimore
Landed
Fueled up, which took forever and then we went and went to JFK
and that was fast and it was great but we supposed to land at 3:40 pm
We ended up landing-
I think at like nine
Nine, yea
And then by 9:40-
What time is it? Am I exaggerating? No I'm not by 9:40 I was out of
customs cause it took forever for me cause I didn't see that the Canadians
could also go in the American whatever-
I don't even- whatever
[takes breath]
Anyways, so I'm exhausted [sighs]
I've been up since three am
Like Poland time which is 9 pm
I've been up since 9 pm
I've been up- I've been up for 30 hou- Thirt- 26 hours
Maaath
[takes breath]
I'm exhausted so right now
We took an Uber which took forever to get
Oh my goodness this- this day is a nightmare
I just went to Vinnie's
To get Zuzia and I pizza
And I'm not going to show you how much pizza it is
and how much other stuff that I got because it's embra-
You know what? Fuck it, I'm a show you
I got myself vegan pepperoni and cheese and then Zuzia some like weirdo-
then I got some vegan drumsticks and I just looked at myself in the viewfinder
and I look literally horrible so
I'm- I'ma eat [laughs]
and uh-
I'm- I'ma close this off for right now um
Tomorrow we leave and we-
[yawns]
Take a bus up to uh-
Montréal to go home finally and then I move
I move
Oh my god, I'm so exhausted
Heeheheh
I like that it focuses on the tree behind me but not my actual face
Like come on [snaps]
Come on, let's get to it, okay
Also
That's a cookie
Honestly, traveling took forever
I wanted to like
film us in the Greyhound
It just took forever but I'm glad that I am home now
[yawns]
And I had like no sleep again but
[sighs]
Yea so I am home now so you guys
can except a lot more vlogs and stuff like that from me
[Outro Music]
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Einstein's Persistence, Not Genius, Is the Reason We Know His Name | David Bodanis - Duration: 5:29.
1905 Albert Einstein's mother thought he was a genius; his sister thought he was a genius;
his father thought he was a genius, but he was stuck in the patent office in Bern Switzerland
and nobody else thought he was a genius at all.
We had mouthed off to his professor at his university.
He didn't get any good job.
His department of theoretical physics was the top drawer of his desk and he would slam
it close.
And he had tried all sorts of things.
He was about 25/26, we had tried lots of ideas while he was stuck at the patent office.
Nothing had really come together.
And then suddenly in the spring of 1905 it was like a storm burst in his head.
He poured out one of paper after another about four of them were worthy of the Nobel Prize.
And the final two were Special Relativity and E=mc2.
Einstein once said he wasn't smarter than other people but he said I have the persistence
of a mule.
And he was really honest about it.
When he was a little kid and he made card castles he'd make layer after layer after
layer of card castles and if they blew down well he'd take a deep breath and build it
up again.
So he knew he wanted to understand how the universe worked.
He'd always thought the universe was like a series of books waiting on a shelf that
if we were really lucky we could take them down and look inside and there would be all
the truths of the universe inside there.
It might be the Sermon on the Mount for Matthew, it might be what he later discovered things
like E=mc2, and most of the time we couldn't look in those books, but occasional he we
could and that's what drove him.
All through his early 20s he was happily married at the beginning to a really hot young Serbian
physics students the only woman in his class and Polytech in Zürich And they had great
dreams of maybe becoming professors together, but reality got in the way.
He was stuck at the patent office and until 1905 when he was 25/26, he couldn't get any
fresh ideas and he and his wife they begin slowly to drift apart.
They didn't have money for childcare.
She was stuck at home taking care of the kids.
She couldn't really participate in his work.
In 1905 he did have this epiphany or or series of epiphanies.
He had great, great achievements and he thought he was home clear, but nothing happened.
The great professors in Germany one or two of them monitored his work but he couldn't
get a job.
He applied at one point to teach in a high school in Switzerland and he submitted as
a justification for teaching science in high school the theory of relativity E=mc2 and
a few other things like that.
He was rejected.
This was Switzerland.
He hadn't done the proper forms.
They weren't properly typed and he stayed in the patent office.
Some people take offense very easily.
They get a little negative look and they think oh well people don't like to me.
Einstein was not like that and he had good reason to think that people didn't like him.
In 1920 in Germany the opera house in Berlin was taken over by an anti-Einstein rally.
There was swastikas in the front row.
This wasn't Arian science, this was Jewish science, it had to be wrong.
And then horribly in 1933 his books were burned on the streets in Germany and they weren't
just burned by uneducated mobs in the middle of nowhere, the greatest university the world
had known was Gertingen in Germany at the time and the students there, the students
were so caught up in what was happening that they dragged Einstein's books and books of
other people and they burned them in huge piles right in the center in Berlin, in Gertingen
and in other places.
Luckily by then Einstein was out of the country.
Some of the major newspapers and magazines were charging him with they said they had
to kill him.
It's a variation they didn't just say lock him up, they said the next stage.
You start with one stage you go to the next.
Because he was famous he managed to get to America.
He lived safely in Princeton New Jersey after that.
But he was also a noble man and he realized he had to save a lot of people.
So he used a huge amount of his income and other funds that he raised to get people who
were in danger of death out of harm's way into the safety of America.
And there's some lessons for us today.
So after the first world war were vast numbers of people had died and machine gunned for
no purpose in Western Europe and, of course, even huge battles also in Eastern Europe,
a great number of people thought what could be worth it?
What could be worth sending millions of young men rushing into machine guns which are firing
our way and killing them?
So Einstein thought no war is going to be worth it.
Well, in the late 1930s with the rise of Hitler he changed his mind.
He thought this is different.
This could actually destroy all civilization so he didn't like it but he says yeah we have
to defend ourselves; we have to stop this terrible thing.
He himself was not allowed to work on the atomic bomb.
The FBI thought he was a security risk, in fact he wasn't a security risk but the FBI,
as usual, was being very, very cautious.
Also much of the atomic bomb, although intellectually owes the ideas to Einstein, a lot of it was
practical engineering and he wasn't an engineer.
He was good with his hands and building things but he wasn't a practical engineer.
So he actually wasn't involved in the building of the bomb.
And then in 1945 about a day after it was dropped on her Hiroshima when the news finally
reached America he was on holiday in Eastern Long Island.
He liked boating.
His secretary Helen Dukas woke him up she said, "Professor, there's this terrible news."
She told him what had happened then he woke up and he said to her, "If I had known I wouldn't
have lifted a finger."
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