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Stupid Babies Need The Most Attention

stupid babies need the most attention
  • the process whereby a person concentrates on some features of the environment to the (relative) exclusion of others
  • The action of dealing with or taking special care of someone or something
  • Notice taken of someone or something; the regarding of someone or something as interesting or important
  • care: the work of providing treatment for or attending to someone or something; "no medical care was required"; "the old car needs constant attention"
  • a general interest that leads people to want to know more; "She was the center of attention"
  • The mental faculty of considering or taking notice of someone or something
  • Lacking intelligence or common sense
  • Used to express exasperation or boredom
  • dazed: in a state of mental numbness especially as resulting from shock; "he had a dazed expression on his face"; "lay semiconscious, stunned (or stupefied) by the blow"; "was stupid from fatigue"
  • a person who is not very bright; "The economy, stupid!"
  • Dazed and unable to think clearly
  • lacking or marked by lack of intellectual acuity
  • (baby) a very young child (birth to 1 year) who has not yet begun to walk or talk; "the baby began to cry again"; "she held the baby in her arms"; "it sounds simple, but when you have your own baby it is all so different"
  • A very young child, esp. one newly or recently born
  • A young or newly born animal
  • The youngest member of a family or group
  • (baby) pamper: treat with excessive indulgence; "grandparents often pamper the children"; "Let's not mollycoddle our students!"
  • (baby) the youngest member of a group (not necessarily young); "the baby of the family"; "the baby of the Supreme Court"
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The Attention Revolution: Unlocking the Power of the Focused Mind
The Attention Revolution: Unlocking the Power of the Focused Mind
Shamatha meditation is a method for achieving previously inconceivable levels of concentration. Author B. Alan Wallace, an active participant in the much-publicized dialogues between Buddhists and scholars, has more than 20 years’ practice in the discipline, some of it under the guidance of the Dalai Lama. This book is a definitive presentation of his knowledge of shamatha. It is aimed at the contemporary seeker who is distracted and defocused by the dizzying pace of modern life, as well as those suffering from depression and other mental maladies. Beginning by addressing the inherent problems that follow from an inability to focus, Wallace moves on to explore varying levels of meditation. The result is an interior travelogue that recounts an exciting, rewarding "expedition of the mind," tracing everything from the confusions at the bottom of the trail to the extraordinary clarity and power that come with making it to the top.

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Kat gives Directions
Kat gives Directions
Charise Carnell has the sense to glance around, hoping to catch a glimpse of anything or anyone that could help her till she got her body back to obeying her commands...and finds her gaze staring at the man she met earlier. A slight growl emits from her throat as her lips curl up in a feral smirl, pulling her attention away from the sadistic woman for a breif moment she yells,"Hey you!"...swinging her eyes back to the blade, must not forget that, can always come back for retribution should she survive. Shadowkat Wrigglesworth nods her head. "Of course, find your friend..." She nodded her head. "How about this! I'll draw you a map of Midian...and then that way you'll never get lost!" She grinned towards her, "That would be helpful of me...right?" She asked almost in a child like voice as she moved the blade upward working on the cat park. The tiger was planning on making her cat sitting upon a cresent moon. She pauses a second. "What was I talking about?" SHe asked curiously. "Oh right! So...I put the mark on him, and he tried to get ownership papers on me! Like I was some type of you knowwhat I'm going to do?" Charise Carnell hisses thru her teeth as she pulls in a terrified breath of stale air, never expecting to be in this position, at least so easily, still upset at herself for not noticing, or maybe it was just too much confidence in her abilities, expect the unexpected, damn, she berates herself, if nothing else to try and forget the blade trailing her sensitive skin, scars from long time at the job showing to all...she pulls herself back to the present, composing her words, "I have no idea what your talking about, nor do I care..." Shilandar Deledda looked up at the shout of 'HEy you", focusing his eyes on the girl now that she was looking towrds him. Smiling some his steps would bring him over to the pair a moment, crossing arms over chest and leaning into the railing meant to keep fools from falling on their heads and breaking something on the sand below. "Oh hey there... you find your friend?" Shadowkat Wrigglesworth ears twitched as she heard the conversation and before she could answer she heard her words. "Bad Dolly!" She would bring her hand up to smack her across the face. "You sit there, and you listen like a good toy!" She scolded her. Before finishing up the marking. Without taking her attention off of Charise wondering if she should make a pirate map but wasn't completely sure where to do it. "Because Fenna called in a favor, told me to test you out...if it wasn't sure the fact that I got distracted by that solider boy, I would have put the marking in you..." That reminded her, she had to find Darr and teach him about pointing guns at her in her territory. She smiled hearing Chi's voice, but didn't say anything at first. "Maybe I'll make you a map here..." She brought the blade down to the girl's thigh. "Would you like that?" Charise Carnell winces in her pain and humiliation, but that voice cuts through it all, the one she recognizes from earlier. Taking a few long breaths to calm her nerves, a small yelp escapes, the girls words burning into her mind, confusing her...what the hell is she going on about...yet a thought trickles in, if she is so confusing, so mundane, so, well, strange, maybe she has a way out of this...her thigh muscles jerk yet her mind is unable to make them move away, not that she has any room to go far, being bound...a quick remark to the man, yes, that will detrast her..."Does it look like it?"...then again is quickly pulled back to kat..."Please...", maybe asking her to stop? Shilandar Deledda thought about that for a moment, looking her up and down. "Well, you were looking for a friend who was female... and you found a female. That's certainly the right first couple of steps..." Smirking in what was obviously too amused a state the man reached down into his pocket, pulling out a phone to examine it briefly. "That map idea sounds pretty good Kat.. but make sure you get a place she can see easily. Maybe a little one of the ruins on her cheek?" Shadowkat Wrigglesworth was actually the sweetest, and considered the baby in KAOS, which made you wonder...if she was the sweetest, who was the cruelest? She released a low purr at Chi's words and then pouts. "No...that won't be pretty!" She scolded him in a tone thathe'd know Kat was in one of those moods. The tiger moved her blade down to the jeans and sliced around the fabric attempting to have it fall off on it's own. "She doesn't listen!" She whined to him like a little kid as she started to work on making a map of Midian on Charise's thigh area. Her fingers and blade sparkled with blood already, and the scents of the area made her purr lightly. Charise Carnell almost screams out, her mind reeling in her oain yet
Eastern Oregon/Portland Family Trip July 2009
Eastern Oregon/Portland Family Trip July 2009
Mom & I went on a five day driving trip through Eastern, Oregon. Some highlights: Outsider Art Monument: Petersen Rock Garden in Redmond (friendliest peacocks I’ve ever met!). The John Day Fossil Area was amazing – the Painted Hills and Sheep Unit. At the latter we went down a trail called something like “Island back in time” and were mesmerized by the strange chalky green rocky landscape with no life growing from it. We were lucking out with 75 and Sunny in a place that can get 110 this time of year. The new Paleontology Museum is very interesting. I became obsessed with touring cyclists and wished I was on my bike. Even saw a group of 4 punk-style riders, with just boxes and blankets strapped to the back of their bikes. We barely made the last tour at the Kam Wah Chung Museum in John Day not knowing that you can only visit with a guide. This old apothecary/store/house set in what once was a Chinatown was really interesting to me. Then on to Baker City, Oregon which is really a great town – I walked around at Sunset and thought about setting up a portable press shop here for a month. We stayed in the Geiser Grand Hotel, which isn’t as expensive as you’d think, and my oh my were those sheets soft. The next day for the firs half of the we visited the National Oregon Trail Interpretative Center a top Flagstaff Hill, 5 miles outside of town. The museum got a thumbs down from me (too general, busy, not into taxidermy horses), But the center and walking trails are worth it and I loved visiting the actual Oregon trail and seeing the old wagon ruts. Mom and I realized that we could visit Hell’s Canyon afterall. I really wanted to go, but we didn’t want to hit gravel roads. We found there was a road to an overlook that we could take on our way to Joseph. We stopped in Halfway, Oregon and I got a chocolate milkshake. At the overlook in Hells Canyon there is a pretty amazing view of the nation’s deepest Canyon. You can’t see the floor or anything, and you feel far away, but it was still beautiful. In Joseph we didn’t like our stinky overpriced smelling cabin or the fact that everyone and their family seemed to be around the Lake in the Wallowas, but I took advantage of the pool/hot tub and beat my mom in Scrabble even though she made two whole words. In the morning we played mini golf at the resort while a couple long haired boys watched us. Mom loves Mini golf! We were going back and forth on whether we should take the Tram to the top of Mt Henry, we heard it was good, but wondering if we should get a move on. But luckily we decided to go. The weather was great and I couldn’t believe the Swiss Gondola style tram went an entire mile up. We were at over 8000 feet! At the top we were greeted by a gopher and a chipmunk, little did we know that we’d meet many more “friends” on our visit up there. We walked around the trails and had a very chipper time. On the way out of Joseph we stopped at the local county museum – I asked the friendly senior ladies what they liked most in the museum. One lady said the electric curler (a scary monstrosity!) and the other lady said a grade school exhibit from the 1905 Lewis & Clark Fair. I myself was amused by the Moonshine exhibit. I gave the one lady a painting I made of the electric curler and she was so pleased! We then drove through a few small towns and headed towards Pendleton, getting loss in La Grande on the way. Pendleton was so much smaller than I thought (all the round-up/blanket hype), but I enjoyed the murals, and my mom and walked on the riverwalk which was buggy at dusk. We played another game of Scrabble where I almost won, until I made a stupid fatal error on my second to last turn. In the morning (Saturday) we walked around town, but nothing was open and we looked like hick tourists. I guess all the action was on Friday night. Finally a few shops opened, but every one seemed to be selling old stuff – some of it good (the Curio shop!) some bad (beanie babies, and romance novel, now really!) And everyone wanted a lot of money for crap. We headed out of town (backtracking a few miles) to go to the Tamastslikt Cultural Institute which in on the Indian Reservation. Right before we stopped for gas, and waited to be served (can’t pump your own gas in Oregon), but no one came, and then we realized, oh on the reservation you pump your own gas! The museum is past the casino that had a full parking lot. The museum lot only had three cars. I was really impressed with the exhibits and design and learned a lot about five Indian groups from the area. Outside it was heating up, planning on getting up to 100, I walked around displays of different kinds of Indian housing. We then headed down the Gorge towards Portland and watched the scenery slowly change from beige to green. We crossed the toll bridge at Hood River to Bingen to meet my Sister Sarah and 3 ? year old nephew Andy who were coming on the 6:20 train. They had a long day starting in Mt. Vernon, Washington. We at

stupid babies need the most attention
stupid babies need the most attention
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