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  • (The Success Story (Monkees Episode)) This is a list of episodes of the television series The Monkees which ran on NBC from 1966 to 1968, every Monday night at 7:30/6:30 Central Time.
  • AAJ TV is a 24 hour Pakistani news television channel. Aaj in English means "".
  • A successful person or thing
  • (Success Story (short story)) "Success Story" is a short story by P. G. Wodehouse, which first appeared in the United States in the March 1, 1947 issue of Argosy, under the title "Ukie Invests in Human Nature".
    eating
  • the act of consuming food
  • eat a meal; take a meal; "We did not eat until 10 P.M. because there were so many phone calls"; "I didn't eat yet, so I gladly accept your invitation"
  • Put (food) into the mouth and chew and swallow it
  • (eat) take in solid food; "She was eating a banana"; "What did you eat for dinner last night?"
  • Have (a meal)
  • Have a meal in a restaurant
    clean
  • Remove the innards of (fish or poultry) prior to cooking
  • make clean by removing dirt, filth, or unwanted substances from; "Clean the stove!"; "The dentist cleaned my teeth"
  • free from dirt or impurities; or having clean habits; "children with clean shining faces"; "clean white shirts"; "clean dishes"; "a spotlessly clean house"; "cats are clean animals"
  • clean and jerk: a weightlift in which the barbell is lifted to shoulder height and then jerked overhead
  • Make (something or someone) free of dirt, marks, or mess, esp. by washing, wiping, or brushing

Jamie Anne - 11-05-11 story
Jamie Anne - 11-05-11 story
In case anyone is bored, here's a story. I should warn you though, it's not really a happy story, but it's not true either. I'll call this story The Food Line. It's not any kind of political banter or anything; it was actually based on some random synaptic firings from the wee hours of the morning. The unexpected alarm beeps triggered my brain to "wake up" and get sensory input from the normal sources (eyes, ears, skin, etc), but the alarm also caused these few images to be abruptly flung from the subconscious to the conscious. It's sure an odd thing that these unreal memories are now stored along with real memories; I can "remember" them. I do know the difference, but I wonder how often that happens. Anyway, off we go... I woke up in what seemed an unfamiliar place, but to my dismay, I also seemed to recognize it. It was a cramped room with a couple of people that I seemed to know, but whom I didn't seem to like. I remember seeing an electric guitar leaning against a scratched dresser with clothes hanging out of the drawers. I thought it would be fun to pick it up and play around with it, but I really didn't know how to play, or if it was playable, and I really just wanted to get dressed and get out of that place. In the next moment, I found myself outside walking on a narrow sidewalk. I could tell I was walking in an unkept neighborhood, and it must have been unkept for decades. The growth over the cracked and old concrete sidewalk was so great it only seemed to be about 2 feet wide. This made walking difficult, especially with the large group of people that surrounded me. The trees seemed all bare and unshapely too. They probably just grew there, not planted by anyone. I had been paying close attention to the walking path until I was slowed down by the people ahead of me. I looked up to see 30-40 people ahead of me, not in a line, but all over the place. Some were moving forward, but some were off in the grass mulling about. Nobody was in any hurry, but they were going somewhere. I noticed that the people were all wearing jackets, as it was a chilly day. I noticed that all of the people's clothing looked old and used. I looked to see what I was wearing and it was my leather jacket. Nothing great, but relatively nice, I liked it. I wondered if I was out of place, and I felt a bit uneasy that somebody might be interested in my jacket. I did my best to keep moving forward, although I did not know where I was going. I was starting to pay more attention to the people that now surrounded me, and I noticed that they did not acknowledge my presence or were bothered by me in any way. Oddly enough, that didn't make me feel totally at ease since there were clearly some people that were bothered by others. I saw somebody bump into another man in the grass, causing the other man to then push the first man down. I saw that type of rudeness more as the crowd grew denser. I did my best to stay clear of bumping into people. As we approached what appeared to be an old abandoned store of some sort, some of the crowd chose to walk along a narrow path above an old loading dock. For some reason, one man pushed another man into the dumpster of trash down in the dock. The fallen man looked OK, and surprisingly, the reaction from the crowd of people was just as it had been all along, there was not much reaction at all from anybody, even the man in the dumpster. I followed the crowd into the old store. It was full of random tables, mostly made out of old boards or old junk of sorts. There were people in all corners, as far as I could see... they were eating. Oh, I see now, I'm going to eat. That's wonderful. I now noticed that I was very hungry. Funny, I had not noticed that until now. As I entered further into the room, I quickly came upon the source of the food, and the apparent remedy to my hunger. I watched what others were doing ahead of me, so when I got to the food I grabbed one of the old steel plates and started transferring some of what looked like scalloped potatoes on to my plate. As I looked around, I noticed this is what people were eating. I reached for a fork in a container that was packed with forks, only to find that a large glob of dried potatoes sat on top, and had encrusted all of the forks together in the container. Seeing that this was the only source for forks, I took one out and began scraping the crust off on the edge of the counter. I had little success. As I was still at the food area, which I noticed was not a kitchen but just a counter, I decided to taste the food to see if I wanted to take more before I left. I took the fork, dug into the food on my plate, and put a small portion in my mouth. It was cold, tasteless, and disgusting. I ate it, and then took another bite. As I did that, the person in line behind me had also tasted the food, and in his apparent disgust, he took his hand and scraped the food back into the main dish. He did that without reaction, and without
Ahh! Some nice cool shade!
Ahh! Some nice cool shade!
White Rhino: Scientific Name: Ceratotherium simum simum. A rhino is often the color of the mud he wallowed in that day, so the name “white rhinoceros” is a bit of a misnomer. On a rare day when he is completely clean and dry the white rhino is a light grey color. The origin for the name is thought to be the South African Boer word “widt” meaning “wide” and referring to the size and shape of the grass eating head and (wide) mouth of the white rhino. This is a distinct feature when compared to the black rhino, which has a hooked lip and browses trees and branches, and also lives in southern Africa. The herd at White Oak thrives on the abundant grass in their spacious enclosure in the mild Florida climate and they have had a number of white rhino calves born here. The matriarch females rule the roost as they move around their enclosure and graze, sun, and wallow in their mud bath. They also perform their daily ritual deposits in a communal dung pile called a midden, which serves as a “signpost” to all other rhinos in the vicinity. Breeding white rhinos in captivity is particularly challenging as they are social animals requiring open space for the groups of rhinos to thrive. The social aspect is very important for raising calves which live with their family for 3-4 years before joining another herd to begin reproducing on their own. The white rhino environment at White Oak has been conducive to these requirements and multiple generations of rhinos have been produced including 19 births thus far. The conservation of the white rhino is an incredible success story. Reduced by hunting to 100 animals at the turn of the 20th century, the South African wildlife authorities instituted a campaign to save the species called Operation Rhino. In a few decades of intense management and protection the population of white rhinos rebounded and now numbers over 18,000 animals. Most rhino species around the world are critically endangered due to the demand for the horn in Asian markets, however it is to the great credit of the South African and international rhino conservation community for saving this species. White Oak Conservation Center. Yulee, Florida

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