text: Spatial as well as spectral resolution has a very important role to play in water resource management. It was a challenge to explore the groundwater and rainwater harvesting sites in the Aravalli Quartzite-Granite-Pegmatite Precambrian terrain of Delhi, India. Use of only panchromatic sensor data of IRS-1D satellite with 5.8-meter spatial resolution has the potential to infer lineaments and faults in this hard rock area. It is essential to identify the location of interconnected lineaments below buried pediment plains in the hard rock area for targeting sub-surface water resources. Linear Image Self Scanning sensor data of the same satellite with 23.5-meter resolution when merged with the panchromatic data has produced very good results in delineation of interconnected lineaments over buried pediment plains as vegetation anomaly. These specific locations of vegetation anomaly were detected as dark red patches in various hard rock areas of Delhi. Field investigation was carried out on these patches by resistivity and magnetic survey in parts of Jawaharlal Nehru University (JNU), Indira Gandhi national Open University, Research and Referral Hospital and Humayuns Tomb areas. Drilling was carried out in four locations of JNU that proved to be the most potential site with ground water discharge ranging from 20,000 to 30,000 liters per hour with 2 to 4 meters draw down. Further the impact of urbanization on groundwater recharging in the terrain was studied by generating Normalized difference Vegetation Index (NDVI) map which was possible to generate by using the LISS-III sensor of IRS-1D satellite. Selection of suitable sensors has definitely a cutting edge on natural resource exploration and management including groundwater.


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SUNSET OF FURMANKIND
©2011 by Ted R. Blasingame
Chapter 25 - Slimmer
Kristen awoke with a start, opening her eyes in the darkness of her sleeping capsule, disoriented and confused for a moment before another jolt of pain shot through both lower legs. In the week since the Adirondack Furs had arrived on Space Station Sebra, the absence of gravity had allowed their shifting bodies to accelerate the transformation in some areas, even though they still had months of change ahead of them. No two Furs experienced identical painful skeletal alterations at the same time, so the whole group was mostly in some form of distress around the clock.
The botanist gritted her teeth, clutching at her ankles and trying to muffle the screams that wanted release. Although she had seen cat feet all her life, she had never really taken a close look at their design. When the reformation was complete, she would be walking on the equivalent of her toes with what was left of her heels rarely touching the ground. She had no doubt that she would be taller after it all, but the stretching and remolding of her bones and the surrounding tissue was accompanied by pain. Fortunately, it was not constant pain, but every time a bout hit her, she could practically feel the bones and muscles moving into place. For now within the station, she was thankful she did not have to currently walk on the unsightly digitigrade extremities that her feet were becoming.
Almost ten minutes of agony passed before she could relax again. She gasped and panted, her chest heaving from the exertion, and her toes were numb. She had long since kicked off the tubular blanket, but she could feel it floating beside her, so she snared it out of the air and wadded it up in her arms by her face to have something, anything to cling to.
She floated in the darkness for a long time, listening to the cries and whimpers of others who suffered similar distress in the night. After a while, she wiped her eyes with the blanket and then felt around for the one smooth wall of her six-sided capsule. She found that she had spun around in the night, facing an opposite wall, but she managed to get herself turned around to tap on the softly glowing light switch. The recessed lamp came on dimly at first, programmed to strengthen slowly in order to give sensitive night eyes a chance to adjust.
She opened a storage drawer, pulled out a box of tissues, and then blew her enlarged nose into it. She replaced the box, tucked the used tissue through a rubber slot in the wall into a trash receptacle, and then reached back into the drawer for her old wristwatch. She could no longer wear it, as the metal links pulled at the fur on her arm, but she was unable to make herself get rid of the antique timepiece. The space station’s time zone was set to Greenwich Mean Time and her synchronized watch read 03:27.
Tentatively she flexed her right foot, but there were no more pangs of agony. The muscles felt a little sore, but did not sharply hurt now. She sighed in relief, hoping this session was done for the night, and then she tried the other foot to the same effect. The absence of pain was almost an excuse to celebrate, but she decided to settle on a hot shower instead. Her body had not yet completely lost all functioning sweat glands, and her heightened olfactory senses already told her she was rather ripe after the night’s stress.
Kristen had not worn anything to sleep in, so she opened the drawer where she stored her clean clothes. The first item she grabbed was a pair of modified furman shorts that had elastic bands added to the leg openings to keep them closed in weightlessness. She sometimes felt the bands were a little binding, but she and the other women endured the quick fix to keep their privacy. The same could not be done to the furman robes they had all been used to wearing, but Commander Holden had understood the female Furs’ need and had appropriated several halter tops for each of them from the station’s commercial public stores in the E-Gee section — charged to the Institute, of course. While this tended to press down upon their fur, the edges of the garments fit snug enough to preserve decency; it would be a tradeoff for the duration of their stay in orbit.
Two days after their arrival, Kristen discovered that she needed to exchange the new garments that had been given to her. Not all changes to her anatomy were accompanied by pain, and the redistribution of body fat and muscle tissue had the effect of slimming her down to a smaller size of clothing. She had already seen some weight loss before they had left the Institute, but further changes with the absence of gravity turned out to be an added benefit. She did not know if being weightless had anything to do with it; the timing could just be a coincidence with the natural process of overwritten DNA. Whatever the reason, slimming down was doing wonders for Kristen’s self-esteem.
The botanist grabbed a towel and her bath kit, shut off the light in her compartment, and then turned toward the end of the capsule. She raised the shade quietly, pushed herself out into open air and closed it behind her.
There was no one else about at this hour, even though the sounds of personal pain continued to issue from some of the other capsules. She shook her head and tried not to listen, pushing herself toward the open pressure door.
Just outside the sleeping compartment was the large common room, and all but one of the lights in the chamber were turned off for simulated night. It was largely open space with only carpeted walls, random hand rails and recessed light panels. Without gravity, there was no need for furniture, and there was room enough that all four Wings could gather into separate groups at different areas of the space if needed.
Branching off from the common room were several more pressure doors leading in other directions. One door led to a cross corridor connecting the rest of the station to the external hatch where they had come in. The Branson was long gone, having rotated select station personnel back to Earth, and the hatch was double sealed against the outside vacuum.
Another corridor led off from the common room to the lavatories; the ones specifically designed for women on the left and the men on the right. A third door off the gathering area led to the showers. None of the self-contained shower pods were gender-specific, but there were six of them lined up in a row for anyone to use. Water was used sparingly in them along with special soaps and shampoos, since the water was recycled through a purifying reclamation system. The doors were programmed not to open until the vacuum system had completely drained the chamber of all free-floating liquids, so the pods were also equipped with full body dryers; however, they were designed for human bodies, so towels were still needed for the furmen whose pelts might retain water droplets within the hairs of their fur. There was an emergency door release, but to be used only in the event of an actual life-threatening situation. The outside of the panel was also equipped with a lighted ‘occupied’ indicator that automatically activated whenever the lock was engaged from the inside.
One door led to a zero-gee dining area, another to a laundry room, and the final one to a low-impact workout room. Kristen could hear voices from the exercise room, and to satisfy her curiosity, she floated up to the door of that chamber but did not go in. Instead, she clung to the door frame and just eased her nose around the corner to peek inside.
As she had expected, Jon was in there doing his customary exercises. Her wingmate was looking more like a hybrid mountain lion every day, though his head seemed misshapen in its partial formation. His legs had not yet gone through the same agonizing transformation into digitigrade limbs as hers were doing presently, but other aspects of his physique had him resembling a cougar more and more. He was still relatively broad across the back, but the configuration of his shoulder joints had changed in such a way that it would be easy to see him one day running either upright or down on all fours.
Despite his usual practice of starting and ending each day with exercises, his bones were just as soft and malleable as the other Furs, so he could not push himself to the same limits as he could down on Earth. Still, it was required for all of them to exercise each day as possible and Jon continued to make use of the facilities, even if at a lower impact.
At present the furman was jogging lightly upon what looked like a standard treadmill, only he was wearing a harness attached to straps mounted to the treadmill base to keep him firmly planted against the moving belt. The square room was not large; home for two treadmills on one wall, two exercise bikes on another, and a resistive exercise device mounted to another.
Jon was currently running up the wall from Kristen’s point of view, and although they had been on board for a week, scenes like this continued to amuse her sense of perspective. Her housemate was wearing nothing more than furman shorts as he jogged along, his eyes closed and tongue lolled out as he panted to keep cool. Although she knew he was not exercising very strenuously, it looked like he was just as physically engaged as he usually was back in the Felis Wing. She watched him for several minutes, admiring his physique, as well as his dedication to keeping himself fit. She might have been tempted to join him despite the painful episode she had just endured with her feet, but he was not alone in the small room.
Cheryl and Jasmine each occupied an exercise bike on what her mind said should be the floor, both wearing their modified shorts and halter tops. The Border collie and the eldest of the vixen sisters were chatting quietly as they pedaled up the miles on their stationary bicycles, and although Jon was not engaged in their conversation, Kristen could see his feline ears occasionally twitch and reorient toward them as he jogged.
When Kristen noticed that both women’s eyes were glued to the man’s tail and the wide leg openings of his shorts, she narrowed her eyes. If her claw nails had not already been permanently extended, they would have come out then; without realizing it, she left several scratches in the surface of the metal door frame. She also felt a growl forming deep in her throat, but she quickly swallowed it to remain quiet. She did not like the fact that two other women were paying attention to Jon’s backside. He was by no means a handsome man, and although she had no claim to him for herself, it rankled her sense of his belonging to her Wing. She did not feel it was right that they should be admiring him too.
Probably the most handsome males among the Adirondack Furs were Aaron Bleys and his cousin Gerard Nicholas, both of the Ursis Wing. Even in only the beginnings of their nine-month transformation both retained their charm, wit and a good measure of their looks despite the mid-stage reformation of their facial structures. Kristen had talked with them during meal time on occasion, and she had enjoyed their company, but right now, she wished that Cheryl and Jasmine would go ogle their physiques instead of Jon’s.
Fighting down a vocal outburst of ire, Kristen backed out of the doorway very quietly and then pushed herself toward the shower compartment. Without even looking, she could feel a raised ridge of fur along her back, but as she floated along, she willed herself to calm down, fearing the adrenaline might set off another wave of leg cramps.
For most of her adult life, Kristen had loathed mirrors, but when she entered the chamber that housed the shower pods she saw several of them mounted to the walls and paused in front of one. She stared at herself for several long moments, but then she looked around surreptitiously to make sure no one else was in the area; neither seeing nor hearing anyone else, the botanist quickly stripped off her garments. She held them in one hand with her towel and her shower kit with the other, and then allowed herself to do a small pirouette so that she could better examine her reflection.
It was the first time in a long while that she had taken a thorough look at her naked body, and she had to admit that she was pleased by what she saw. She was not as slim and well-built as either Cheryl or Jasmine, but compared to what she had been just a few weeks ago Kristen was amazed that she did not think she looked fat anymore. She still had some meat on her, but no more than many good-looking friends she had known in the past.
Kristen examined herself in a new light, seeing not just her weight, but a total picture of her new body. Her fur pelt was a uniform brown that faded into beige upon her chest, belly, around her crotch and on the underside of her arms. Where the different colors met, they merged gently into one another without a distinctive border. The fur down the back of her neck and the middle of her back tended to be a little darker than the rest of her fur, but the human style scalp-hair upon her head was slowly growing back in, just as black as it had been all her life. Even with the accelerated growth associated with the transformation, it would be some time before her hair might ever be as long as it had once been. She was not sure she would let it grow to that length again, perhaps just enough so that she could put it into a ponytail, but now it was barely an inch or two long. Still, it was nice to see it coming back. Despite that she had first grown mountain lion fur on top of her head, she and Jenni both thought they had looked bald without their human scalp hair.
Kristen looked back toward the door. She thought she had heard a sound, so she pushed off from the wall toward the nearest shower pod. She might be pleased with her newly slimmed figure, but she was still just as modest as she had always been. Once inside the pod, she clipped her towel and garments to a set of clamps on the back of the door and then let her shower kit simply float in place; she then went through printed steps on a sign affixed to one wall to begin the shower and recovery system.
The botanist took her time, letting the hot water jets help relax her stressed muscles and mind. Perhaps it was because her senses were heightened as she neared her monthly cycle, but seeing the other two females watching Jon’s tail had generated a surge of jealousy she had not known was there. In her own favor, however, she had secret knowledge that because of his ex-fiancé, Jon was pointedly not intent on getting into another relationship. He might not be attracted to her, but she knew he was not interested in the other two either. At least she was part of his Wing and got to spend more time with him than anyone from another group.
Once Kristen was clean and rinsed she enjoyed the full body dryer, and then used the towel to pat down the rest of her fur afterward. Once the internal sensors detected that the shower pod was again dry of free-floating water droplets, she heard the tumblers of the lock click to allow her to get out.
She plucked her clothing from the door clamps, put them and the shower kit together in one hand, and then wrapped the towel over her arm while she pushed the door open. She pulled at the door frame to guide herself out into the shower room and was mostly out when she realized she was not alone.
Kristen’s eyes widened in surprise when she came face to face with Jon. He had just floated into the room following his exercise routine and happened to be oriented right-side up facing her. He was still in his shorts, but had his own towel and shower kit in hand. Neither of the other women was with him and she started to give him a friendly smile, until she saw his eyes flick over her body before suddenly averting his gaze. With a quickly sinking feeling, she realized that she had not covered up at all before exiting the shower.
Her first reaction was to tense up as she had done another time when she had stepped out of the shower and found him in the room with her, but this time she swallowed and forced herself to relax, quickly positioning her damp towel in front of her.
If it had been anyone else, she might have had her usual negative reaction, but the memory of her slimmer reflection reminded her of how she now felt better about herself. Jenni had often chided Kristen about her self-image, suggesting that she be more comfortable with her appearance around others, but until now it had been a concept she had never fully grasped. Willing herself to remain calm, she resisted the urge to flee and simply remained floating in place.
As soon as she emerged naked from the shower pod in front of him, Jon had fully expected a shriek and a violent response, but instead Kristen had done nothing more than simply position a damp towel in front of her. Perhaps she had finally become comfortable with herself with the changes of transformation. He had no way of knowing that the presence of the other women in the exercise room with him had also partially influenced her decision to stay put in front of him.
He finally remembered his manners, still keeping his eyes averted toward a nearby pod door. “Hi, Kris,” he mumbled quietly. “If you’ll excuse me, I’m just heading for a shower.”
He turned toward the nearest pod and the botanist eased away from her door frame with a gentle push. When he opened the shower door, Kristen reached out and touched him on the arm. He looked over at her, keeping his eyes decidedly above shoulder level.
“I can wash your back for you,” she offered in a voice just above a whisper; she casually moved the towel aside, discarding all efforts to cover up now. “I know it can be difficult to reach the fur back there.”
Jon swallowed again. It had been a long time since he had shared a shower with anyone and he was momentarily tempted to accept her unexpected offer. Since she was making no attempt to hide herself, he moved away from her just enough to look her over. Pleased that he was looking, she smiled and spun slowly in midair to allow him to view her from all sides. In a moment of uncharacteristic mischief, she flicked her tail at him so that its end brushed his belly, causing the muscles in his stomach to jump. While it still was not the full length of a typical cougar’s tail, it was plenty long enough to tease and his muscular flutter had amused her.
At first, Jon saw a graceful, female body freely offered to view in a private setting. With the exception of some misshapen areas due to the present stage of transformation, she was well proportioned and although fully nude, her chest fur had grown thick enough to modestly cover her breasts, leaving only the hint of nipples peeking through; likewise, the fur at her crotch was thicker than the rest and sufficiently hid everything beneath. Her hips were nicely rounded, and although her lower legs were enlarging in the process of becoming digitigrade there was a nice curvature to them.
But then Jon’s mind came back to life. Not long ago he had been sitting in a prison cell destined to die for the premeditated murder of a furman mountain lion like the one he was now becoming. He looked at Kristen again with a different perspective, but this time all he saw was an animal with a human female’s shape. She was months away from being fully transformed, her face and body a conglomeration of both human and animal features, and he suddenly felt repulsed by her appearance.
Jon had thought that being constantly surrounded by other Furs-in-the-making, he would eventually get used to being around them. For the most part he actually had done just that, but all his conditioning came crashing down around him in one grim moment. He could feel the curl of his lip beginning to pull up, but he forced it back down by feigning a cough into his hand. Despite the monstrosity she was becoming, Kristen was still his friend. He did not know how to decline her offer gracefully, so he finally swallowed once more and averted his eyes again to look only into the shower pod beside him
“Uhm, thanks, but no thank you…” he mumbled. Without waiting for a response, he pulled himself into the shower and closed the door behind him.
Kristen stared at the panel in shock and disbelief. She had finally overcome her modesty in front of the only man now in her life she would have allowed to see her like this, and she had even been so bold as to suggest an intimate shower with him. His reaction was a slap in the face.
She felt a sudden flash of anger, and although she wanted to shout a heated response through his shower door, she turned away instead feeling dazed and dejected, her eyes suddenly moist. She heard the water start up inside his pod as she heaved a great sigh, then she pushed off to float toward the exit. She had almost reached the corridor when she remembered her state of undress, so she put her shorts and halter top back on quickly in stiff motions.
Kristen saw no one else on the way back to her capsule and was glad of it. She pulled herself into her private sanctum, quietly stowing her shower kit in the drawer and stuffing the damp towel into the hamper. It was not until she had removed her clothes to slide into the tube blanket that the tears came. The station stewards had drilled it into them constantly about the dangers of free floating liquid drops, so she hastened to grab her tissues. Once she had a wad of them in each hand, she allowed herself to break down and cry.
Kristen awoke slowly to the sound of nearby voices. She opened her eyes in the darkness of her sleeping capsule, once again disoriented and confused, but then she remembered where she was. She yawned, flattening her feline ears against her skull, and her pink tongue curled up over itself as she stretched languidly. She remembered having bad dreams during the night, but at the moment could no longer remember what they had been about.
Her long whiskers informed her that she was floating up next to one of the padded walls. The tube blanket was bunched around her waist so she kicked it off. She clicked on the light and then rummaged in a drawer for a fresh pair of shorts and a halter. Before she got dressed, however, she bent over to examine her legs. Although she could not recollect her dreams, she did remember the painful episode of the night. She ran her hands over the soft fur of her legs starting at the knees, and marveled at the visible changes the transformation had made in them. Her feet had angled downward, elongated to nearly double their original length, and her ankles had moved up closer toward her knees.
If she were walking around the station instead of floating, she would now be walking primarily on her toes instead of the whole of her feet as she had done all her life. However, her toes were still mainly human extremities, though a little stubby due to the retractable claws that had grown within them as extensions of her toe bones. She had had this for a while, so she was puzzled why they had not progressed any farther compared to the other changes she had experienced; the enlarged bone structure and leg muscles just below her hips made putting on her modified shorts a little difficult, but the leg openings were wide enough to accommodate her new chassis. The best part was that her legs no longer hurt. They were still far from complete in their changes, but for now they felt, for lack of a better term, normal.
After slinking into her halter, Kristen reached behind her and snared her thick rope of a tail. She pulled it around and stretched it out, examining its length. Mountain lions in the wild had long tails that nearly equaled the length of their bodies, used primarily as a counterbalance in running, stalking and leaping after prey. It was the single most item of pride that she had toward her new body, and she checked its length daily. It still had nearly two feet to grow, if her calculations on its finished length were correct, but she could tell day by day that it was growing ever longer.
Satisfied that her development was going well so far, she hoped that this might be a pain-free day. Rather than hide herself away while her body went through painful contortions, she wanted to visit the space station’s zero-gee hydroponics greenhouse. As a botanist, she was curious how well certain plants could thrive in the absence of gravity, in addition to the gardeners’ watering methods in a section of the station where even a single drop of water floating free was cause for concern.
Smiling to herself, she checked the time; it was well after eight o’clock and a small rumble in her belly begged for breakfast. She put her watch away and then opened the end of her capsule.
Kevin floated outside the end of another capsule, his hands upon the edge of the opening, talking quietly with Rose Fleur in a low voice. The ginger-furred vixen lay on her belly looking out at him and chuckled lightly at something the young fennec fox had said. Neither of them noticed Kristen when she pulled herself out of her quarters and closed the shade behind her. She smiled briefly to herself and then did a quiet somersault in the air before pushing off toward the door.
Several of the Furs and their physicians were grouped together near the middle of the larger outer room, engaged in a lively early-morning conversation about something that she was not privy to, so she continued through the air toward the dining area. Mounted upon the walls of that chamber were standard tables with bench seats, all equipped with lap straps to go across patrons’ thighs as a means to stay in place while they ate their meals.
Jenni, Dante and Marcy sat together at an inverted table clinging to the ceiling. Kristen smiled at the sight and then proceeded to the serving station mounted at a wall that consisted of a counter top below several three-by-twelve-inch slots. She read the handwritten labels on each of them until she found a selection she liked. She punched a button beside the one she wanted and the thin opening to the slot unlocked and flipped out. A warm, pre-heated tray slid out into her hands and she took it amidst the fresh aroma of eggs, bacon, and potatoes. Each partition of the tray contained a paste-like substance that she knew equaled the foods she smelled. She did miss having toast with her breakfast, but assumed that something like tiny bread crumbs might get into the station’s systems if they floated out of the dining area.
At one end of the counter, she plucked a plastic spoon from an enclosed container, and then she opened one of two side by side cabinet doors. One contained chilled drinks in squeeze tubes with clipped end straws, and the other held drinks in similar bottles that were heated. She did not feel like having coffee through a straw, so she pulled out a chilled tube of orange juice instead.
Once she had all her selections, she pushed off from the carpeted floor with her toes and eased up to the table where her friends sat. “Good morning,” she said cheerily, flipping around so that she could sit upside down next to Marcy at the table. She set her food tray on a lightly magnetized tabletop and the tray snuggled up to the table where it would stay in place until she was finished and pulled it loose. Her hands free, she plucked the free ends of a lap strap and connected them across her thighs.
“G’morning,” Jenni answered politely.
Dante merely nodded beside her as he took a swig of his morning coffee and Marcy replied with a simple, “Morning, Kristen.”
“How are things today?” Kristen asked, putting her spoon into a pale yellow paste that she knew was the zero-gee space food equivalent of scrambled eggs. The paste was thick enough that it could be eaten without fear of pieces floating off through the room; although the consistency upon the palette was not as good as the real thing, the taste was a decent approximation, even if she felt it could use a little extra pepper for flavor. There were rumors that real food was available to those who resided in the E-Gee section of the station and the developing Furs harbored envy after those allowed to visit that area.
Jenni rested her head upon Dante’s shoulder with drowsy eyes. “I could use more sleep,” the furry nurse replied, “but I have cryogenics preparation training with the station’s chief medical officer in a little while.”
Dante took another sip of his coffee and shrugged his shoulders, making the female leopard’s head bob up and down. “After I shower, Doctor Renwick wants to check my ears,” he answered quietly. Kristen blinked and looked at the white tiger’s ears as if seeing them for the first time. They were higher up on his skull than they had been two days ago.
“Do they hurt?” she asked in concern.
“Not anymore,” he replied. “I had quite an ear ache all night, though. What about you? I thought I heard you crying out from your bed.”
Kristen frowned, swallowing a bit of paste that looked like play-dough with the taste of bacon. “It was my legs, moving and stretching. It was horrible — quite painful, but I’m feeling better now.”
Marcy looked concerned. “We should probably examine your legs too,” the human nurse suggested.
“I think I’m okay now. Besides, I have a tour of the greenhouse today, so I’ll be away for a while.”
“You know, the medical station is just up the corridor from the greenhouse,” Marcy reminded her. “I’d still like to look over your legs, just to be sure.”
Kristen nodded. “Okay, I’ll swing by after my tour.” She looked around the room at a few others sitting at the other tables. She saw Gerard sitting by himself, his head down in front of nothing more than a juice container, and Cheryl was chatting with Doctor Aristotle, though the older physician looked a little ill this morning. At the sight of the Border collie, Kristen narrowed her eyes. “Where’s Jon this morning?” she asked without taking her eyes off of the canine.
“He and Norman are out at that big observation window up the corridor that looks over the Earth,” Dante explained. “Whelan’s still having a difficult time dealing with the transformation and they’re trying to encourage him.”
Kristen nodded quietly, thinking it was ironic that someone with an attitude toward furmankind such as Jon should be giving someone else encouragement about becoming a Fur. Her eyes went back to the brown bear sitting alone. “Is Gerard okay?” she asked with a frown.
“He awoke this morning to find all his teeth floating around his sleep capsule,” Marcy answered, “so he’s on a liquid diet for a few days until his ursine teeth grow back in – thankfully at an accelerated rate.”
Kristen cringed and put a hand up to her jaw. “Ow, that’s gotta hurt,” she gasped.
“Fortunately, that doesn’t hurt much,” the nurse assured her, “though his gums will be a little sore for a while when the new teeth and nerves form.”
“Is that going to happen to all of us?” Dante asked.
“I’m afraid so, but like everything else, it will hit everyone at their own schedule.”
The botanist ate more of her breakfast in silence, but then she felt someone’s toes lightly brush her ankle. At first she thought it was just an incidental touch under the table in weightlessness, but the toe continued to stroke up and down her ankle, almost as if petting her leg fur. She closed her eyes for a moment, but then shook herself.
“Excuse me,” she said with a raised eyebrow at no one in particular. “That feels nice on my leg, but…”
“Oops…” Dante said with a sudden gulp as the touch left her leg. “Sorry, I thought that was Jenni.”
Jenni looked at him in amusement. “You were playing footsie with Kristen under the table?” she asked with a chuckle. She looked over at the botanist and gave her a smirk. “Do I need to be jealous that you got attention meant for me?”
Kristen sudden gave her a conspiratorial nod in return. “Maybe…” she replied. “It did feel good to have my leg fur petted; perhaps I shouldn’t have said anything.”
Marcy laughed aloud and pointed a finger at the tiger male. “Am I going to have to put a sexual suppressant in your food, mister?” she teased. Dante gave her such a look of horror that made all three women burst into laughter. Marcy was feeling especially mischievous that morning and narrowed her eyes at him. “Perhaps if you petted my leg instead, I’ll overlook your obvious flirtation with the other gals!”
Jenni leaned over the table, her eyes now bright with amusement. “Listen, girl, if your legs are as hairy as ours are to be petted, perhaps you should invest in a razor – something we don’t have to bother with anymore!”
Marcy opened her mouth in mock offense, but she could not keep from laughing at the expression on Dante’s face. The skin beneath his white fur was turning crimson and clearly visible through his pale facial hairs. To make matters worse, Jenni leaned against him and whispered something up into his ear that made him swallow hard.
He cleared his throat and tried to stand up quickly from the table; had his thighs not been under the straps, he might have shot across the room. He fumbled the strap loose and then gathered up his tray, spoon and squeeze tube. “That’s my cue for a shower,” he said hoarsely.
Jenni, Kristen and Marcy all laughed aloud as Dante pushed off from the seat and spun around to aim for the serving counter. They watched him push his drink tube into an enclosed receptacle built into the wall, and then slide his empty tray into a slot where it would later be cleaned by someone chosen for kitchen duty — likely Travis again, due to all the punishment that Aristotle had given him for hitting him on the day of their arrival.
Jenni and Marcy leaned toward one another over the table to giggle together at Dante’s embarrassment, but Kristen followed him with her eyes until he disappeared through the door. Seeing he and Jenni flirting with one another was no real surprise, now that the two of them seemed to have patched up whatever tiff had been between them back on Earth. She felt a little sense of longing, knowing there was no one here to flirt with her other than that cretin, Travis.
She smiled inwardly when she thought of the German shepherd. He had initially been attracted to her because she was overweight, but now that she had slimmed down, she wondered if he would even show interest anymore. Kristen was not bold enough to find out, though, since she still had a fear that he would stalk her anyway. Perhaps he was only after her because he knew he could not have her, but she did not want to take the chance. His eyes had followed her from the group in the common room he was with, but his expression had been unreadable.
The whole situation with Jenni and Dante was amusing, but then her thoughts turned to Jon. She had purposely refrained from thinking of him that morning, especially after the way he had snubbed her the night before, but now that he came forward in her mind, she sighed and took a long final drink from her squeeze tube.
Was his rejection because he was still resistant to another relationship following the disaster that had brought him there in first place, or was it her specifically that he had rejected? She had felt better about her physical reflection than she had ever been since becoming an adult, but she needed to know if last night’s ending had anything to do with her or not. She was not vain about her new looks, but surely he must find her appearance more attractive now.
She bit her bottom lip lightly, making a quick decision. She unfastened her lap strap and stood up from the table slowly, gathering her things. The other women looked up at her and she shrugged her shoulders.
“I need to get ready,” she told them, “so I’ll see you later.”
“Okay, see you,” Jenni replied.
“Don’t forget to stop by the Infirmary,” Marcy reminded her with a finger wave.
Kristen pushed off from the table and then disposed of her breakfast items before leaving the compartment. She had a plan to implement before she lost her nerve.
Dante never noticed his shadow on the way back to the sleeping quarters, even when he crawled into his capsule to retrieve a towel and his shower kit. Kristen followed after him as quickly as she could, ignoring the looks from others floating about the common room who wondered at the speed at which she launched herself through the compartment. Back inside her own sleep area, she grabbed a fresh towel and the shower kit, and then waited until the tiger departed toward the showers.
Kristen followed after him, but he did not go directly to the shower pods. When he stopped off at the men’s toilets, locking himself in an unoccupied stall, the botanist smiled at her good luck. Although she had never peeked inside one, she knew from talk she had heard that the men’s lavatories were a little more complex to operate than the women’s stalls, so she knew she had a few extra minutes to prepare her plan. She continued on to the showers feeling both nervous and anxious.
When Dante stepped out of the lavatory a short time later, he closed the door behind him and pulled himself up the corridor toward the showers along a grab rail mounted to the carpeted wall. Once in the room, he pushed off from the railing out into open air toward the shower pods, but had he been on solid ground he would have skidded to a stop.
Kristen was standing just outside a pod with a foot up against a door, preparing to go in for a shower of her own. She did not appear to see him, as she was digging for something inside the vinyl case of her shower kit, but Dante’s eyes threatened to pop out of his skull. Staring at her completely nude form, he did not see the wall beside him and he bumped into it noisily.
Kristen looked up in surprise at the noise, releasing her shower kit, and put a hand up to her bare chest as if to quell her heart from shock. “Oh!” she exclaimed. “You startled me, Dante!”
“Uh, uhm, uh….” was all the young man could say. He tried to avert his eyes from her body, but he didn’t seem to have the willpower to look away.
The botanist gave him a sweet smile intended to curl his toes and then she seemed to remember her shower kit. A few things had floated out of the open case, so she made a slow effort to pluck each of them out of the air. Her toothbrush, toothpaste, shampoo, conditioner and grooming brush had all spread out in opposite directions, so she had been forced to turn around this way and that to retrieve them, surreptitiously giving the male tiger the opportunity to view her current form from all angles. Once she had everything back in place, she faked a yawn and then made a languid stretch of all her limbs before she seemed to remember that he was there, still gawking at her nakedness.
The look on Dante’s face was lecherous, almost hungry, and Kristen suddenly wondered if she had made the right decision. Her smile faltered for an instant, but then she cleared her throat and gave him a wink, figuring that if he made a move, she might just go with it; she was feeling lonely and even a little adventurous today.
The tiger looked like he might push off the wall in her direction, but then he shook his head as if waking from a dream and clutched at the wall.
“Wow, Kristen,” he said with a silly smirk. “Forgive me for staring, but you… you’re looking great!”
“Why, thank you, Dante,” she replied with a heartwarming smile. “That’s awfully sweet of you!” She turned herself around fully in a pirouette, her tail trailing in a slow spiral around her as if it might be a ballerina’s gossamer ribbon. “I think weightlessness suits me.”
“That… that it does,” he replied, swallowing with difficulty. Then, he realized the effect her daring exhibition was having upon him, so he hastily grabbed the nearest unlocked shower door and opened it. “Uhm, excuse me,” he said with a last bold look at her exhibition just before he disappeared into the pod.
The door lock clicked into place and a satisfied grin spread across Kristen’s face. The young man had shown considerable restraint, even though he could not hide his growing interest in the view she had willingly presented to him. His reaction had given her the absolution she had sought from him, and she felt fully vindicated against Jon’s rejection the night before. The problem was his, not hers.
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Increased numbers of intraepithelial lymphocytes (lymphocytosis) can be found in the esophagus, stomach, small intestine, and colon in a variety of clinical circumstances. This review, directed at practicing pathologists, portrays the normal resident lymphocyte population in the mucosa of each segment of the digestive tract and discusses the different situations that may result in quantitative or qualitative alterations of intraepithelial lymphocytes. Esophageal lymphocytosis has not been fully characterized and its clinical significance, if any, awaits definition. Thus, this diagnosis is presently discouraged. In the stomach, it is particularly important to exclude Helicobacter pylori infection and celiac sprue before diagnosing lymphocytic gastritis. Duodenal lymphocytic infiltrates, inextricably tied with alterations of the villous architecture of the mucosa, are often caused by gluten sensitivity. However, similar morphologic changes may be caused by a vast array of other conditions that must be carefully considered and excluded. Lymphocytic and collagenous colitis are most often unexplained, but their frequent association with autoimmune conditions or certain medications deserve a thorough investigation in each case. Using a combination of histologic and clinical clues, a cause for the intraepithelial lymphocytic infiltration can be identified in many instances. As some of the associated conditions are amenable to effective treatment, the importance of diligently seeking such associations before resorting to a diagnosis of primary lymphocytosis is emphasized.
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Pump probe spectroscopy techniques have enabled the direct observation of a variety of transient molecular species in both ground and excited electronic states. Time-resolved vibrational spectroscopy is becoming an indispensable tool for investigating photoinduced nuclear dynamics of chemical systems of all kinds.
We developed a transient vibrational analysis protocol combining ab initio direct molecular dynamics and time-integrated normal modes, relying on the recent development of analytic time-dependent density functional theory (TDDFT) second derivatives for excited states. Prototypical molecules have been used as test cases, showing the evolution of the vibrational signatures that follow electronic excitation. This protocol provides a direct route to assigning the vibrations implicated in the (photo)dynamics of several (photoactive) systems. This work is published in J. Phys. Chem. Lett. and can be found here.


Consideration is being given to naming the new four-lane to Woodbury after former state Sen. Jerry Cooper, who served in the senate for 23 years until his resignation in 2007.
Warren County Highway and Bridge Committee members Gary Prater, chairman, Randy England, David Rhea, Blaine Wilcher and Melissa Yancy met Tuesday, March 3 to continue a discussion about the roadway's name. Meanwhile, members of the Warren County Democratic Party voted to recommend the road be named after Cooper, who pushed the original plan to widen 70S.
Cooper is a Tennessee Democratic politician and a former member of the Tennessee Senate for the 14th district, which encompasses Franklin, Bledsoe, Coffee, Grundy, Sequatchie, Van Buren and Warren counties.
Before his resignation he was chairman of the Commerce, Labor, and Agriculture Committee, a member of the Senate Environment, Conservation, and Tourism Committee, and a member of the Senate Transportation Committee, the Joint Business Tax Committee, the Joint Lottery Scholarship Committee, the Lottery Oversight Committee and the Joint Pensions and Insurance Committee.


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Following U.S. District Judge Clifton Corker’s denial Tuesday of a temporary restraining order (TRO) against the NCAA, the legal scorecard for Tennessee & Virginia v. NCAA reads NCAA 1, Tennessee and Virginia 0.
But as we know from sports, early scores can sometimes prove misleading (see: the Falcons’ 28-3 lead against the Patriots in the third quarter of the 2017 Super Bowl).
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Although Corker sided with the NCAA on a preliminary matter, he bluntly repudiated NCAA arguments that pay-for-play rules withstand antitrust scrutiny.
As part of a lawsuit against the NCAA, Tennessee attorney general Jonathan Skrmetti and Virginia attorney general Jason Miyares sought a TRO against NCAA rules barring universities, collectives and other interested parties from offering name, image and likeness deals as inducements to join colleges as freshmen or transfers. Had Corker sided with the AGs on the TRO, he would have restrained the NCAA from enforcing longstanding prohibitions against pay-for-play.
The NCAA’s opposition brief emphasized TROs are considered “extraordinary remedies” under the law. Judges aren’t expected to grant TROs absent an uncommon alignment of circumstances. Defendants, like the NCAA here, are thus advantaged going into TRO proceedings and usually favored to win.
Corker reasoned Skrmetti and Miyares couldn’t establish one necessary element for the issuance of a TRO: irreparable harm.
Irreparable harm describes an atypical damages that money can’t later remedy. Permanent destruction to the environment, the release of trade secrets that fundamentally alter an industry or, in the sports context, an athlete missing games—and the opportunity to generate accompanying stats—that will never be replayed, are all “irreparable” in that no amount of money can’t place the plaintiff in the same position they’d be in absent the harm. The two AGs also had to convince the Corker that, absent a restraining order, their states would suffer actual and imminent harm.
Facing this very tall task, attorneys general Skrmetti and Miyares came up short. They argued that without the issuance of a TRO, prospective college athletes would lose opportunities to maximize NIL opportunities in a free market. The AGs included a sworn declaration from Volunteers offensive lineman Jackson Lampley, who described the anticompetitive dynamic of NCAA rules limiting NIL opportunities.
Lampley explained that once an athlete signs a letter of intent with a college, they forgo the chance to incentivize NIL collectives from competing with one another for their business. Along those lines, there is usually only one NIL collective for each major program, so an otherwise robust marketplace for schools and their aligned collectives is lost for a recruit after they commit.
The AGs further maintained the NCAA has already punished a school for NIL activities and could do the same soon to the University of Tennessee. The NCAA recently sanctioned Florida State for NIL activities and is currently investigating UT for ties between a UT-focused NIL collective and the recruitment of prospective UT athletes.
Corker, a former litigator who President Donald Trump nominated in 2018, disagreed with the AGs on whether harm to the prospective athletes is irreparable. He agreed prospective athletes might receive less NIL compensation because of NCAA rules, but “the difference is purely monetary”—meaning money damages could remedy the loss should the AGs eventually win the lawsuit.
Corker further stressed In Re College Athlete NIL Litigation (a.k.a. House v. NCAA), a class action involving more than 14,500 college athletes who are suing the NCAA and Power Five conferences. They seek monetary compensation for lost NIL opportunities, which Corker found consistent with the idea that money can cure NIL harms.
So good news for the NCAA in the sense that rules against pay-for-play remain in effect.
Now comes the association’s bad news: Corker unambiguously signaled he believes NCAA rules run afoul of antitrust law. That’s a problem for the NCAA since the absence of irreparable harm, though a reason for Corker to not issue a TRO, is no barrier to Corker later declaring the NCAA’s NIL-recruiting ban violates section 1 of the Sherman Antitrust Act.
Echoing U.S. Supreme Court Justice Brett Kavanaugh’s concurring opinion in NCAA v. Alston, Corker wrote “there can be no dispute that the NCAA enjoys complete power over the labor market within Division I athletics.” He further found “sufficient evidence” the NCAA’s NIL-recruiting ban “likely harms competition” and operates as an “absolute ban on competitive bidding, which the Supreme Court [has] found to be anticompetitive on its face.”
As Corker sees it, NCAA rules prohibiting colleges from using NIL to recruit athletes resembles an agreement among competing businesses (colleges) to “refuse to discuss prices” with recruits until after an athlete has committed to a school. NCAA members therefore arguably engage in price fixing, which antitrust law prohibits.
Corker further reasoned NCAA rules likely exacerbate “economic exploitation” of college athletes. The judge underscored how the AGs insist “the NCAA, by means of its market power, reduces the market value” of college athletes’ “NIL rights by prohibiting [them] from freely negotiating their services.”
Corker’s viewpoints appear starkly opposed to the NCAA. While the NCAA averted a judicial order that would have immediately compelled profound changes to amateurism in college sports, that order seems likely to be issued later.
Unless the NCAA adopts a major restructuring along the lines proposed by NCAA president Charlie Baker—and does so soon—it faces the prospect of a federal judge ordering the association to change fundamental rules. This is also occurring as an NLRB regional director Monday deemed the men’s basketball players at one member NCAA school, Dartmouth, employees, thus pitting Dartmouth at odds with NCAA membership rules it contractually agreed to follow but also rules that might be declared illegal.
Sounds confusing? Welcome to NCAA amateurism—the 2024 version.
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In 1749, when this area of Nova Scotia was being settled, a huge hill, named Great Beech Hill, was left alone. At 999' above sea level, it was too tall to traverse by buggy so the settlers travelled around the hill on ground level. The only people who regularly used this road (and who had originated the path over generations of semi-nomadic life) were the Mi'kmaq Indians. I have uncovered a delightful map from 1817-1818 from the Nova Scotia Archives of Great Beech Hill, with an annotation "Too high for any Carriage".
When the modern world paved a road going right up the hill, they bypassed Great Beech Hill's original path because it veered over to one side, making speed dangerous. The city has maintained this little path although it is rarely used by anyone. It is a place of peace & meditation & powerful energy. A drawing called "Study on Great Beech Hill" from 1817 sits in the Halifax Museum & is pictured in the book Historic Sackville by Robert P. Harvey. In 2010 I requested the city of Halifax name this path Great Beech Hill to honour its historical relevance. In December 2015 this was granted.
Last December (2016), a real estate developer purchased a crescent piece of historical Great Beech Hill. I'd enquired 12 years ago out of curiosity & was told this land was Crown (park) land. The "lot" he purchased also includes a very narrow strip on the other side of the path. He claims the city has "given" him the pathway because of obvious encroachment so that his land now encompasses over 1 acre, mostly consisting of the path of the Mi'kmaq. The civic naming department said this cannot be quite true but said strange things could happen & advised me to proceed with a petition to declare Great Beech Hill a historic site in order to preserve this precious land. The developer has told me he plans to destroy the Mi'kmaq path & build a large house where it has stood since the beginning of native time, but of course, with "consideration for the trees as I'm a green builder".
Nobody really knows about this hill but the long time locals who are sadly dwindling over the years. As a park custodian volunteering, I've been caring this this small piece of land & listening to its power & magic for over a decade. I wish that it could remain free to speak, not suffocated by concrete. Please, would you sign the petition & send this forward to as many as you can? We can do this together, absolutely.
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Xiaomi Pad 6 and Pad 6 Pro battery capacities and charging details revealed
The Xiaomi Pad 6 and Xiaomi Pad 6 Pro are coming, and they will be made official at the company’s big event on April 18, alongside the Xiaomi 13 Ultra smartphone.
We’ve seen a steady stream of news about these upcoming tablets over the past few days, and today it’s time to tackle batteries and charging. According to new information from a few Chinese Weibo tipsters, the Pad 6 Pro will have an 8,600mAh battery with 67W wired charging, just like its predecessor, the Pad 5 Pro. On the other hand, the vanilla Pad 6 is said to have an 8,840mAh battery with 33W charging.
The company itself has already confirmed that the Pad 6 will be powered by the Snapdragon 870 SoC, while the Pad 6 Pro will feature the Snapdragon 8+ Gen 1. The Pad 6 is expected to arrive with an 11″ 120Hz LCD display, while the Pro could turn it into AMOLED. The Pro model will also have a 50 MP main camera on the back.
Unfortunately, according to past rumours, the Pad 6 Pro is set to remain exclusive to the Chinese market – only the vanilla Pad 6 will make it to international markets, including India.
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More than 180,000 women could die from breast cancer by 2030 unless gaps are filled in research, says charity
Major review calls for greater investment to help ‘overcome’ disease in 40 years
More than 180,000 women could die from breast cancer by 2030 unless action is taken over critical gaps in research, a major new report has warned.
In what the charity Breast Cancer Campaign called the most comprehensive review of research on the subject ever carried out, the authors identified 10 areas where more action was needed – but held out the prospect that breast cancer could be “overcome” within 40 years if its recommendations were followed.
The report, which brought together 100 internationally recognised scientists, clinicians and healthcare professionals, said better understanding and investment was needed in 10 key areas – among them the genetic factors that lead to breast cancer and risk factors that should be considered for targeted breast screening. Future research funding will have to be increased, and there will need to be greater collaboration between different scientific fields – including computer technology, physics and engineering – to help clinicians, the paper said.
“If we don’t act now, by 2030 more than 1.2 million women could be living with or after a breast cancer diagnosis and 185,000 lives could have been lost to breast cancer,” said Baroness Delyth Morgan, of Breast Cancer Campaign, which commissioned the research. “We want future mothers, daughters and wives to have their breast cancer prevented, cured or for them to outlive the disease, and hope that together we can achieve this by 2050.”
The charity aims to raise £100m over the next decade to specifically tackle gaps in research. Experts are keen to collect tissue samples to understand more about what happens when cancer begins to spread. By 2030, the report’s authors said, researchers should aim to have identified what causes different tumours to grow and progress, enabling doctors to pick the best treatments for each individual patient.
Professor Sue Eccles, from The Institute of Cancer Research and a co-author of the report, said understanding of breast cancer had advanced “enormously” in the past five years, but that scientific breakthroughs had brought new challenges for researchers. “We now know that breast cancer cells can have different characteristics, even with the same tumour, and these can also change over time,” she said. “This makes it much more complex to research and is why we need greater collaboration between multi-disciplinary teams and an improved infrastructure, to ensure we are getting the data and tissue samples needed to advance our research our research knowledge.”
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A woman and her dog in Florida escaped injury this morning after the driver of a pickup truck lost control of his vehicle and crashed into the home.
According to deputies, the crash happened on the 3000 block of SE Bamboo Street around 8:30 am in Stuart, Florida, Friday morning.
The driver said he became distracted and lost control of the vehicle.
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The homeowner and her dog were inside at the time of the accident and despite the damage, were not injured, deputies say.
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The first one-on-one debate of the 2020 Democratic presidential primaries takes place between former Vice President Joe Biden and Senator Bernie Sanders in Washington, D.C., instead of Arizona as originally scheduled and without an audience as a result of the ongoing coronavirus pandemic.
A recanvass of the 2020 Iowa Democratic caucuses show Bernie Sanders and Pete Buttigieg at an effective tie, with a margin of 0.0004 percentage points of state delegate equivalents between the two candidates. The Sanders campaign has requested a recount, which may change the initial outcome of the caucus.
Registered Democrats and independents in the U.S. state of New Hampshire vote in the first official Democratic presidential primary of the election year. It comes after the controversial Iowa caucuses that occurred a week earlier.
Donald Trump receives overwhelming support in the Iowa Republican caucuses while the results of the Iowa Democratic caucuses are delayed because of problems with the use of a mobile app for reporting.


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The MSI GT70 2PC Dominator has all the right ingredients for a top-flight gaming PC, with the latest Intel and Nvidia hardware, a Blu-ray drive, and finer touches, like a customizable backlit keyboard and built-in subwoofer. While we would like to see better touchpad support for Windows 8 gestures, it's a small complaint on such a potent gaming system. In terms of performance alone, the MSI GT70 2PC Dominator is well ahead of the Asus G75VW-DH72, and easily replaces it as our Editors' Choice for midrange gaming laptops. If you want even more performance horsepower, you'll need to pay for it, leaving midrange gaming rigs behind and opting for premium systems like the Origin EON17-SLX (2014), which put up better benchmark scores but costs $1,300 more.
Single Review, online available, Very Short, Date: 05/05/2014
Rating: Total score: 80%
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The MSI is exceedingly quick, it's got a good screen, and its ergonomics and speakers are all impressive. But it has a huge, flashy design and it lacks any battery longevity. Those are issues that aren't always tackled by the MSI's rivals, though, and the GT70 is faster and cheaper – the top specification versions of both Alienware machines is several hundred pounds higher. That makes the GT70 one of the best value gaming notebooks on the market.
Single Review, online available, Very Short, Date: 03/14/2014
Rating: Total score: 90% price: 80% performance: 90% features: 90% workmanship: 90%
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The GT70 is the fastest gaming laptop we've ever seen but, despite its speed, it's no pricier than the competition: its £1,299 price is in the same ballpark as the Asus, it's barely more than the slimline GS70, and it's cheaper than the Gigabyte and Toshiba laptops. None of the MSI's rivals address all of the minor issues that affect the GT70, and all of them are slower. If you need a brutish gaming machine and you're more concerned with benchmarks than batteries, then this is the best gaming notebook on the market.
Single Review, online available, Short, Date: 03/12/2014
Rating: Total score: 80% price: 80% performance: 90% features: 90% workmanship: 80%
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The MSI GT70 is a traditional gaming laptop, so it’s got the usual range of strengths and weaknesses: incredible gaming power, a strong processor, and loud design that’s designed to attract attention. The screen and speakers are good, and the keyboard is also impressive, but the MSI is hampered by its sheer size, loud fan and poor battery life. Neither of the MSI’s rivals solved all of these problems, though, and the GT70 stands tall over the Alienware 14 and Asus G750JX in two key areas: it’s much quicker in games, and it’s better value than both, with the Alienware’s top models proving more expensive and the Asus costing a similar amount for poorer performance.
Single Review, online available, Medium, Date: 03/12/2014
Rating: Total score: 90% price: 90% performance: 100% features: 90% display: 80% mobility: 60% workmanship: 80% emissions: 60%
NVIDIA GeForce GTX 870M: High-end graphics card from the GeForce GTX 800M series.
Modern games should be playable with these graphics cards at low settings and resolutions. Casual gamers may be happy with these cards.
» Further information can be found in our Comparison of Mobile Graphics Cards and the corresponding Benchmark List.
Intel Core i7: The Intel Core i7 for laptops is based on the LG1156 Core i5/i7 CPU for desktops. The base clock speed of the CPUs is relatively low, but because of a huge Turbo mode, the cores can dynamically overclock to up to 3.2 GHz (920XM). Therefore, the CPU can be as fast as high clocked dual-core CPUs (using single threaded applications) but still offer the advantage of 4 cores. Because of the large TDP of 45 W / 55 W, the CPU is only intended for large laptops.
4800MQ: Haswell-based quad-core processor clocked at 2.7 GHz with Turbo Boost support up to 3.7 GHz. Offers an integrated HD Graphics 4600 GPU and a dual channel DDR3 memory controller.» Further information can be found in our Comparison of Mobile Processsors.
This large display size is used for laptops which are mainly intended for an use on a desk.
Large display-sizes allow higher resolutions. So, details like letters are bigger. On the other hand, the power consumption is lower with small screen diagonals and the devices are smaller, more lightweight and cheaper.» To find out how fine a display is, see our DPI List.
In former years, this weight was representative for laptops with a 14-16 inch display-diagonal. Nowadays, 17 inch laptops weigh less than that.
MSI: Micro-Star International (MSI), is a Taiwan based computer hardware manufacturer since 1986 best known for desktop computer motherboards. MSI also designs and manufactures graphics cards, barebone PCs, notebook computers, networking products, servers, multimedia, consumer electronics, and storage devices. MSI, as most Taiwanese computer manufacturers, sells products on OEM/ODM basis. It also sells products worldwide based on its own brand name "MSI". The market share of laptops with the MSI brand is rather low.
MSI is not present in the smartphone market. As a laptop manufacturer, MSI has a medium market share and is not among the Top 10 global manufacturers. The ratings of MSI laptops are above average in the tests (as of 2016).
85%: This rating should be considered to be average. This is because the proportion of notebooks which have a higher rating is approximately equal to the proportion which have a lower rating.
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For more than a decade, Buffalo State has been involved in the national nonprofit organization, Best Buddies. It's a program that empowers those with intellectual and developmental disabilities.
All year, the Buffalo State chapter has been holding events for those involved whether it be a walk, an activity or a get together. On Sunday they held their final big event of the season, a flag football game at Buffalo State's Coyer Field.
When asked about the most rewarding part about this program, Autumn Jenks, a Buffalo State junior said, "All of their smiles on their faces while they're participating and knowing that they're getting opportunities not to showcase their disability, but rather their abilities."
A handful of Buffalo State students were on hand to play with those involved with the program and gave a chance for their parents and members of the public to come out and see what the program does for those involved.
"Doctors had said he wasn't supposed to walk or talk," said Karen Jordan, a parent who's son is involved in Best Buddies. "Patrick has been a fighter since day one and he has continued and wants to thrive and be able to do what everybody else is able to do or at least be offered the opportunity. He has made tremendous accomplishments thanks to this program."
The Best Buddies program will hold their closing ceremony on Wednesday, May 9th.
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Bruins have points in 10 of their last 12 games, and that's propelled them into a playoff spot with plenty of time to spare. There are still 10 games left in the regular season.
B's leading scorer Brad Marchand told the team's website it's nice to have that wiggle room.
“It’s big," Marchand said. We know we’re gonna be in there and now we can can really focus on getting our game where it needs to be, going into the playoffs. Certain guys need rest or, you know, a couple days off. It’s nice to have that luxury to make those decisions, if need be, but we’re very proud to get back into the playoffs this year. It’s not an easy thing to do in this league anymore. You gotta be proud of the opportunity, but there’s still a lot of work left.”
Boston has 100 points - six shy of Nashville and Tampa Bay for the top spot in the NHL, with games in-hand on both.
The next challenge comes tonight in Dallas at 8:30 against a struggling Stars squad that's dropped six straight and eight of nine.
The Bruins have been shorthanded, as of late. Patrice Bergeron, David Backes, Rick Nash, Jake DeBrusk, Zdeno Chara, Charlie McAvoy, and Torey Krug all missed Wednesday's game in St. Louis.
The Stars are missing Jason Spezza and Ben Bishop.
These clubs faced off in mid-January, with the B's losing 3-2 in overtime.
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Landsat’s Critical Role in Managing Forest Fires
Worldwide, fire plays a critical role in maintaining healthy forests, but fire can also be damaging. Homes are destroyed and the effects on air quality can be felt for miles. Forest fires are occurring more often and with greater intensity than in years past, and Landsat plays a critical role in understanding the impact. Landsat data enables land managers and scientists to assess the severity and extent of large fires as they plan recovery efforts; to improve safety and prevent damage to life, property and natural resources; to estimate how much pollution burning releases into the air; and to monitor the post-fire recovery of burned areas. Landsat satellites have been collecting information about forest fires since the 1970s. Landsat plays an important role in assessing the impact of fires on forest ecosystems and human society. Landsat satellites document the location and extent of burned areas, how severely fires burn, and the subsequent regrowth of the land after a forest fire. All this information helps land managers better manage our forests and other natural resources in the context of fire.
Thirty-meter Landsat 8 and 9 data have been added to NASA’s Fire Information for Resource Management System (FIRMS).
Landsat has shown that wildfires and climbing temperatures have caused a 6.7 percent decline in California tree cover since 1985.
A new study reports a net increase of 5.38 petagrams of forest biomass between 1984 and 2016; carbon-wise, that is equivalent to a train of loaded coal cars long enough to wrap itself around Earth nearly 34 times.

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As of 9/24/2020, Barry County has had a total of 263 cases of COVID-19 and Eaton County has had a total of 578 cases.
For information on the COVID-19 outbreak, visit our coronavirus page. We also have a business and worksite resource page.
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While Ford continues foisting off a dressed-up Escape as the new Bronco, Vanderhall is making real off-road rides with all-electric power. Just look at their all-new Brawley 4X4. With 22-inches of suspension travel, 35-inch tires and plenty of clearance, this battery-powered gravel-slinger cranks out 404 horses with a range of 200 miles. The fact that it is not street legal only adds to its appeal. Sorry, Bronco.
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Excellent | Worth a Detour
Review by: Roadfood Team
A restaurant for Greek inspired seafood
We were mourning leaving New Orleans when we read about the Mayflower Cafe in Jackson, MS. We planned our trip to Memphis so that we would pass by Jackson and were we ever happy that we did. The Mayflower Cafe is a gem among the Roadfood experiences that we have had over the years. Stopping here temporarily assuaged our grief at leaving great seafood behind.
What should I eat at Mayflower Cafe?
My partner ordered Mike’s Gumbo and I, crab bisque. The gumbo was full of okra and shrimp and my bisque was creamy and chockablock with crab. Both were absolutely delicious and could have easily been found in New Orleans. Both of us had the half shrimp and half oyster platter–fried. The breading was light and the food was cooked perfectly. There wasn’t a hint of grease anywhere on the plate or on the food.
The French fries were, our waitress informed us, a house specialty. Deservedly so: crisp on the outside and fluffy on the inside, served right out of the fryer. We enjoyed dipping them in the house dressing. The dressing also adorned our salad and was equally good both ways. We found the recipe for comeback dressing and I think it will become a new standard on our iceberg wedges served at home.
Refuel at this yummy stop along your travels
For anyone traveling in Mississippi, the Mayflower Cafe should definitely be on your list of places to try.
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2 Responses to “Mayflower Cafe”
January 24th, 2012
I was in Jackson recently on a business trip, and I took the opportunity to seek out some local Roadfood fare. I had a hard time deciding, but ended up heading to the Mayflower after getting the nod from some locals on the choice.
Overall, the meal was good and the experience was ‘authentically local’. I’ll have to overlook the seriously decayed condition of downtown Jackson (especially the roads…. front end alignment shops must be making a killing around there!) and say it was worth seeking out. I really wanted the broiled redfish, but since it was lunch, the only broiled fish offering was ‘Mystery Fish’. I’m not quite sure if it was redfish or tilapia, but whatever it was, it was tasty. It came with two side and I picked the fries and the turnip greens. Both sides were well prepared and the whole meal was great!
I finished things off with a slice of the lemon icebox pie. Very large and very tasty! I could have eaten half of it and been happy, but I went for broke and finished it off.
I’m glad I went to the Mayflower. It’s not necessarily as awesome as some of the reviews that have been previously posted, but it was overall a good experience in a very ‘local’ place.
March 23rd, 2010
I was in Jackson for a weekend basketball tourney and tried the Mayflower Cafe on the first night. Overall it was very disappointing.
I found the gumbo to be quite bland and short on seafood. My wife had the crab and shrimp salad and she liked it, but I suspect the crab was from a can or had been around for a while. We had the Captains Platter, broiled, and it was terrible. All items were overcooked; chewy scallops and burnt soft-shell crab led the way. All items were sitting in a pool of a separated, un-emulsified vinaigrette. Really pretty disgusting. The homemade fries were cold and anything but crisp.
For a Thursday night the place was packed with locals and it is seemingly a Jackson institution, but it struck out with us on this visit. BTW: there is another local establishment, Que Sera, that had much better gumbo and Cajun seafood items.