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Date he left Spain and Date he returned to Spain

2007-06-10 06:38:41 · 5 answers · asked by Orlando V 1 in History

? please

2007-06-10 06:31:53 · 2 answers · asked by Anonymous in History

2007-06-10 06:31:36 · 12 answers · asked by Anonymous in Philosophy

2007-06-10 06:27:47 · 17 answers · asked by paul b 1 in Philosophy

I'm considering going to vancouver film school for the 3d animation and visual effects program, just wondering how the job market is like? Any insight from people who know what they are talking about is appreciated, thanks.

2007-06-10 06:25:52 · 2 answers · asked by Anonymous in Other - Visual Arts

Im going to teach myself how to play and would like all they help i can get =)

2007-06-10 06:24:48 · 5 answers · asked by Chili 1 in Performing Arts

Or grade school drop outs? {

2007-06-10 06:24:31 · 4 answers · asked by Gypsy Gal 6 in History

I'm so tired of of sifting through Fantasy at the local bookstore and finding works that are little more than a string of cliches, marketed for the likes of children and teens, strung together on end. I'm tired of stories that center around the trials of a "ye auld rural peseant boy who must save world from ULTIMATEZ EVIL," or the interaction of children who embark on some sort of epic quest.

I want moral complexity, adult content, and a logical inclusion of events that should take place in a fantasy setting. See this list?
http://members.ozemail.com.au/~imcfadyen/notthenet/fantasy.htm

I want a book that breaks the cliches, which typify most fantasy literature, mentioned on that list. I'm sick of crap like the WoT, SoT, Farseer, etc.

The only fantasy that I have enjoyed in recent years was George Martin's ASoIF. Any suggestions would be appreciated.

2007-06-10 06:15:03 · 15 answers · asked by James G 1 in Books & Authors

I have some sheet music, and there are chords that are just a bunch of XXX's instead of notes. How do I play those? What do they mean?

2007-06-10 06:09:41 · 3 answers · asked by Brian H 1 in Performing Arts

2007-06-10 06:00:55 · 2 answers · asked by Anonymous in Books & Authors

Maybe there was a census in the 1830's and perhaps it is on the web. The snag is my Italian is very limited

2007-06-10 05:45:41 · 2 answers · asked by Charlie Farnes Barnes 1 in Genealogy

2007-06-10 05:44:44 · 4 answers · asked by oldhippieman 4 in History

I know the last word is scar, but my friend told me that Jo had posted the last line. She said it was "Harry, what happened to your scar?" and that it was said by Hermione. I don't know if this is true, but if it is could you please tell me where to find where Jo said this? Thanks!

2007-06-10 05:43:51 · 4 answers · asked by mariamaria 3 in Books & Authors

I think i manage my duty easier.but it go so vast.so i am trying to do every thing at a time. which is not possible.in a reasion make tension.

2007-06-10 05:26:16 · 8 answers · asked by Madhav P 1 in Philosophy

Just reasearching. Please don't kid around or answer just to get points. If you don't know don't answer, then don't answer! I need a real answer seriously. Don't be childish, I hate that. Thank you so much!

2007-06-10 05:20:20 · 6 answers · asked by Anonymous in History

I use to think what I'm doing has meaning then suddenly, I get really bored in what I'm doing. suddenly everything becomes meaningless and endless boredom. Life suddenly felt like I should stop hoping and dream and life won't get better than this. It will be a constant routine and meaningless. Is this ever happen to you?

Probably people will say get a hobby, go to church, meet people, spend time with your friends and family, pray and so on what after you did all of that and you find yourself empty?

2007-06-10 05:17:33 · 20 answers · asked by Anonymous in Philosophy

What is your desire? you should must be concentrate

2007-06-10 05:11:55 · 4 answers · asked by M. R 3 in Philosophy

I just came across this line from Murder of a Botoxed Blonde and laughed out loud- "Men only have two emotions- hungry and horny. If you see one without an erection, make him a sandwich." What line made you laugh out loud?

2007-06-10 05:08:04 · 5 answers · asked by Anonymous in Books & Authors

basic trait found in every living being but absent in non-living things. But as humankind survives and propagate probably at the expense of other, where does it all end? Do we instinctively know the right thing to do or we will have to learn and change the course of our actions in order to extend our survival.

2007-06-10 05:03:03 · 9 answers · asked by vinod s 4 in Philosophy

2007-06-10 04:58:39 · 15 answers · asked by marufa b 1 in History

2007-06-10 04:56:29 · 1 answers · asked by rilash020100 2 in Books & Authors

It all started with her name. We were sitting in sixth grade homeroom, all nervously scoping each other out, seeing who was pretty, who had a uni-brow, how many pimples the few people you knew from your elementary school had accumulated over the summer. Waiting for someone to comment on the skirt we all knew was too short, and didn’t have the legs to wear it, someone to drop the back of an earring so the pressure would be off us while she scrambled under the desks, finally found her tiny silver clasp and stuck it in the back of her ear, behind her veil of hair, newly straightened for the first time. They put us in rows by the alphabet; I was nervously looking around me, doubting that some of the kids in the class could recite the entire thing, and I knew where my seat would be. Even though I hardly knew anyone, I knew that I would be in front of this girl named Chelsea; we’d gone to elementary school together, she’d been the most popular girl in the fifth grade. We’d never been close friends, but once, at recess, she asked me if I would play hide and seek with them. I’d been so happy I didn’t check for risks; I was the shyest girl in our grade, hiding behind the bangs that I only decided to grow out freshman year in high school. They’d left me hiding under the little alcove that the tire and wood playground had. Everyone knew where it was; it was only afterwards that I figured this out and realized that Chelsea’s excuse was that I was a really good hider and should be proud. I also realized later what it meant when girls walked away, tittering and speaking behind cupped palms.
That day in homeroom, which is, a ridiculously pointless waste of ten minutes in the morning, and until you get to high school, another ten in the afternoon, we were getting put into alphabetical order. I got stuck in between Chelsea and this boy, I think his name was Tommy, who wore these coke bottle glasses; really, they looked like his parents couldn’t afford real glasses, and just cut off the bottom of glass bottles and stuck a piece of wire around them. But, I have a feeling that he had a lot of money; if I ever get the chance, I’ll find my sixth grade yearbook from the box of all the things I have to remember, find out what his last name was, and look him up. Chances are that now, he’s a stud, has an earring, and is married to some Belgian model. But Tommy has no point in this, other than one incidence at lunch, and even at that, it’s stretching his noble purpose in our lives. Oh, and for the hell of it, to my left was this kid named Tristan. He was in the popular group, but he always farted in class, and even if it wasn’t him, he did it enough so that you could blame it on him if you ever needed to. Tristan…well, he’s not important in this, other than the fact that I’m sure that I blamed something on him at one point in sixth grade. After we were settled, the front of the alphabet, we settled for staring at the kids who hadn’t gotten put into desks yet, and deciding who would be our sixth grade popular group. A girl with pretty blonde hair, curling in subtle waves over and over itself was called next, Hilary, with only one “L”. After a week of hearing this, we got sick of her, even if her hair was excellent.
The last person to be called was a shy looking girl, her face partially obscured by her massive side bang, the rest of her almost thigh length hair secured in a long braid, tied with a thin leather cord with a little silver star attached to the end of it. She looked afraid to be standing up there by herself, but she had to have known it was coming. After a kid with the last name Yoraz had just been called, there’s not much room for another kid to squeak in after her. But the teacher looked down at her paper once, opened her mouth, then, surprised, took a second glance down at the roster. Her eyes flitted to the girl, still standing at the front of the room, in her khaki capris and crimson cotton shirt, embroidered with blue hyacinths, some kind of flower, but that sounds right. So the teacher looked up at her, and, with the most American accent that I’ve ever heard, “Sackery Zeenay”. By this time, we were all staring at her, I could hear Chelsea’s snickers from in front of me, and with dignity that I hadn’t though a sixth grader could possess, she stared our teacher in the eye- it was at this point that I realized that her eyes were denim blue, something that wouldn’t have been as surprising if her skin wasn’t it’s shade of golden brown. She said, speaking slowly and with a slight accent that I wouldn’t be able to place for three years, “It’s Suh-kah-ree Zeh-nah.” She repeated it again, faster. With a withering look from the teacher and a slightly audible gasp from the class, she sat down in the last seat, her last interruption for the day. Many days, actually. But almost three years later, I would approach her, and tell her that I remembered that day. The reason that I wanted to talk to her- that night, when I was supposed to be working on my math homework, I said her name. The syllables rolled off my tongue, it’s cinnamon taste lingered on my tongue, turning our dinner of chicken, string beans, and mashed potatoes red and sweet.

2007-06-10 04:56:01 · 7 answers · asked by Anonymous in Books & Authors

Just for the record, I think HP is not targeted at a certain group age and it can be enjoyed by everyone with equal interest.

2007-06-10 04:47:50 · 26 answers · asked by Cheshire Riddle 6 in Books & Authors

umm yeah the above statment pretty much sums it up

2007-06-10 04:45:49 · 4 answers · asked by Carlie 2 in Books & Authors

What advantages does this view offer you?
Have you ever been the opposite view & were able to change your focus?

2007-06-10 04:45:21 · 10 answers · asked by Anonymous in Philosophy

why did japan atack them why did japan team up with germany and italy

2007-06-10 04:44:48 · 11 answers · asked by Anonymous in History

2007-06-10 04:36:10 · 5 answers · asked by Anonymous in History

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