#Get our whole store for $44!

[dduane]

At @dduane's Ebooks Direct, now in progress: the Summer Solstice "Get Our Whole Store For $44" Sale!

(ETA: I'm reposting this because some folks have been getting the non-discounted version of the sale, and I want to make absolutely sure the right version of the sale URL is in place. Obviously I don't mind refunding people the overpayments, but I think we'd all rather they didn't happen.) :)

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The Solstice arrived a little more than an hour a day ago, so we're celebrating the best way we can think of: by making the ebooks at Ebooks Direct even cheaper than usual.

That's right: we're reinstating the "Get Our Whole Store For $44 Sale"! That's 36 of Diane Duane's ebooks (@petermorwood's are still with another e-publisher, sorry, though there's a freebie of his in the package...), all DRM-free and with free replacements included in the price if they're lost or you change platforms. The package on offer includes the 9-book set of Young Wizards New Millennium Editions and the LGBTQ-centered Middle Kingdoms books, along with much more fantasy and SF. So if you've missed out on this offer previously, now's your chance to take advantage of it! (And us. We don't mind.) :)

Also, in honor of Pride Month—and much earlier than we'd normally put a new release into the whole-book package—we've added Tales of the Middle Kingdoms #2: Overdue to the offer. The only other place this new work appears at the moment is in the 2023 Pride Month package. (If you've been looking at that package, please note that everything in it appears in the Whole Store bundle, at a similar discount level. But the Whole Store offer will only last for 72 hours. The Pride package will be available until Irish midnight [GMT+1] on June 30.)

Interested? Then just click here to put the $44 whole-store package in your shopping basket and grab yourself a bargain! The product page will say it costs $55. But the link above has the discount baked in. Use it and the store will show the $44 price when you've gone through all the checkout steps before payment. (Sorry about this: it's how the store behaves when there are two discount offers running at once.)

If you go through to the just-before-paying stage and are still seeing the $55 price, please put the discount code EVERY72 into the "gift card or discount code" field on that page, and enter it. That'll sort things out.

Meanwhile, If you're not interested in the offer, would you consider reblogging it so that others in your timeline can have a look? Thanks! (And one final note: due to Brexit, unfortunately this offer isn't valid in the UK. Details about the situation are here. Our apologies, as always, for the inconvenience.)

Meanwhile, happy day-after-Solstice to everybody! (Bearing in mind that there's another one going on in the Southern Hemisphere... though probably not so sunny.) And here's hoping that our offer will make your longest day (or shortest one) a little brighter.

[justagalwhowrites]

Undone

After a stressful week at the office, Joel knows just how to take care of his wife. AKA Joel Miller doms the stress out of you.

Pairing: Joel Miller x Female Reader

Warnings: No Outbreak AU. Established relationship, husband and wife. Dom!Joel x Sub!Reader (light). Tiny little age gap (like 5 years? I'm picturing Joel at 44 and reader at 39?) Unprotected P in V sex. Oral sex, F receiving. Creampie. Overstimulation. Aftercare.

Length: 5.4k

A/N: This is totally self indulgent. It's also like... entirely smut. Sorry. But not really. OK love you bye!

Joel knew what you were after the minute you kicked the door closed. 

It was Friday and it had been a hell of a week for you. Joel had done his best to support you through it - he’d finished up one big job on Tuesday and didn’t start the next one until Monday - so he’d taken the lead on keeping the household running while you put in extra hours and came home frustrated and exhausted every night. 

He knew it wasn’t going to magically be better just because it was Friday, so he’d spent the day trying to make the end to your work week as good as he could. He went to the HEB and got your favorite snacks, picked out flowers for the kitchen table, even went by the liquor store on the way home to get everything you’d need to unwind at the end of your day. He started smoking ribs early that afternoon and was outside to sauce them when he heard the door slam behind you. 

Joel didn’t need to see what happened, he knew from the sound that you’d thrown the door open and then kicked it shut behind you. He’d bet the check from his next job that you’d be face down on the couch, your shoes and briefcase a little trail from the front door to the living room. He shook his head, taking a swig of Shiner before closing the smoker and heading inside to find his wife. 

You were exactly where he thought you’d be, taking up almost the entire length of the couch, flat on your stomach, blazer still on but your heels and bags scattered between you and the front door. 

“Aw baby,” he said sympathetically. “That great a day, hm?” 

You made a sound that was caught somewhere between a grunt and a groan. 

“Want to talk about it?” 

You made the sound again and Joel tried not to laugh at it. 

“Here,” he said, coming and adjusting your legs so he could sit beside you on the couch. You groaned as he did but he guided you from lying on your stomach to sitting up to leaning on him, your face in his chest. He put his arm around you and gave you a squeeze. “Tell me what melted down.” 

“We have our quarterly earnings release going out in less than two weeks,” you sighed. “And it’s a shit show. Legal’s been reviewing that shit for what feels like an eternity and I need to issue the goddamn release announcing the date of the full release but I can’t do that until I actually know that legal and financial are going to have stuff sorted in time and the CEO has emailed me twice a day about it the whole week because sure, the legal team definitely falls under my department…” 

Joel held the still mostly full bottle of beer in front of you and you took it from him, your fingers brushing his and you were quiet for a moment as you took a sip before handing it back. 

“Also, HR is going to be the death of me,” you continued, on a tear now. “I swear, it shouldn’t be that hard to find a qualified entry level candidate but here we are, still short staffed 10 weeks after I got the OK to hire. They’ve sent me two resumes, Joel. Two. I called them today to ask how many they’d received and they’ve had 226 candidates apply and they’ve sent me fucking two! I refuse to believe that just one percent of applicants were remotely qualified so I asked them to forward me all the applications since, apparently, recruiting can’t do their damn jobs so I’m going to have to do it for them…” 

Joel nodded along, handing you the beer periodically when he felt you getting too worked up. He found himself, not for the first time, awed by what you did for a living. He didn’t understand much of it, really, and he was thankful he didn’t need to. He wasn’t cut out for that kind of shit. You, on the other hand, had jumped in with both feet when you’d started at your company seven years ago when the two of you had just started dating, You’d risen up the ranks quickly and you now had a team of several dozen people reporting up to you. As gentle and sweet as Joel knew you to be at your core, he knew you were also unflinchingly driven at work. During the COVID shut down, he’d gotten a glimpse of it, listening to you take people - mostly men who seemed to think you weren’t as capable as you clearly were - to task and get things done. He was eternally grateful that, when the two of you fought, you didn’t take him down the way you did people who crossed you in the office. Though that stood in sharp contrast to how Joel heard you talk to the people who reported up to you, with you seemingly always happy to lend an ear or provide guidance or take the heat if they fucked something up that was going outside your department. 

Unfortunately, that meant you had weeks like this one, where plenty went wrong and you had no one to pass the buck to. And he knew as well as you did that you wouldn’t just let something fall apart, not if there was a damn thing you could do about it. Even if that meant working yourself into the ground. 

After a while you just deflated against him and he handed you the beer again. You took a long drink, emptying the bottle, and Joel took it from you to set on the side table. 

“Feelin’ better?” He asked, his nose brushing your hair. 

“Kind of,” you sighed, pressing yourself closer to him. 

“Somethin’ more I can do?” He asked, trying to make sure that he wasn’t nudging you in the direction he was hoping this would go. 

“Yeah,” you said, something shifting in your tone when you said it. No longer frustrated and fed up, instead needy and wanting. You sat up from him and looked at him through your eyelashes, practically pouting. “Turn my brain off for a bit?” 

Joel’s heart picked up, heat and tension already gathering low in him. 

“Aw, my baby need me to fuck her stupid?” He asked, reaching out to cup your face in his hand. His thumb traced along the arch of your cheekbone as his eyes locked on your blown pupils. “You need me to make that big brain of yours slow down for a while, that it?” 

“Yes please,” you breathed. He could feel your skin getting warmer below his touch. 

“Please what?” 

“Please sir,” you said, holding your hands up with your wrists together, like an offering. “Please fuck me stupid. Please sir.” 

He quirked his jaw before he smiled, dark and low.

“Good girl,” he growled. He got up and closed his large hands around your wrists before pulling you sharply to your feet, looking you up and down as he did. There was something that drove him wild, seeing you like this. Dressed in your armor of the business world, a place where lesser men had to go to you for permission to do a goddamn thing, and you came home to him, begging him to strip you down to something small and vulnerable and easily consumed. 

He wasn’t sure why you’d picked him of all people. When you’d met almost eight years earlier, his first thought was that you were way out of his fucking league. A friend of Tommy’s then girlfriend now wife, you were a few years younger than him but had clearly kept your life on the right fucking track the whole time instead of driving it into the ground for a while first. You’d gone to college, built a damn impressive career, had goals and dreams and plans for yourself. You were beautiful and smart and funny and kind and the first time he’d taken your clothes off he was still not entirely sure why you were letting him do it. 

He’d been even more surprised the first time you’d shared with him that you wanted him to take control in the way he was now. 

“I just have to make decisions all the time,” you’d said, folded into a corner of his couch with a glass of wine in your hands. “I just really want to have someone else take over for a while, you know? Not have to make any plans or take care of anybody else, just enjoy and be enjoyed.” 

That, Joel had thought, he could give you. 

It wasn’t something the two of you always indulged in but there were days like this one where you seemed to crave it. Maybe even a step beyond that - you needed it. You needed the safety of Joel’s guidance, the comfort of his control, the ease of his pleasure. He liked to give you those things. More than liked it, sometimes he lived for it. 

Today was one of those days. 

He led you to the bedroom and stood you at the foot of the bed, your wrists still firmly in his hands as his eyes searched yours. 

“You just want to be my little doll, is that it?” He asked, his thumbs brushing the inside of your wrists. Your pulse was heavy and hard. “Want me to take control so all you have to do is feel what I let you feel?” 

“Yes,” you breathed. 

“Yes what.” 

“Yes sir,” you were practically squirming. 

“What are your colors,” he said more than asked. 

“Green, yellow, red,” you answered quickly. 

“Where are you now?” 

“Green.” 

“Good girl,” he guided your hands so they hung at your sides. “Don’t move until I tell you.” 

He watched you resist the urge to nod and he slipped his hands below the lapels of your jacket, running his hands over your skin for a moment before shoving the sleeves down your arms and leaving the blazer in a pile on the floor. He watched you swallow, your throat working and he tried not to think about making you kneel and taking his cock into that pretty throat of yours. He knew just how good it would feel while you sucked him, how fucking good it would feel to come down your throat. 

Maybe later. Right now, he needed to take care of you. And that’s exactly what he was going to do. 

*** 

When Joel touched you like this, it was like something unspooled inside yourself. There had been a knot in your stomach for days at least - maybe longer - and nothing had worked to untangle it. Not crossing things off your to do list at the office, not the yoga class you’d skipped lunch to take, not the iced latte your assistant had ducked out to grab you that afternoon. But Joel’s hands on your skin as they slipped the slender straps of your satin top down your arms were better than anything else, especially when your mind wasn’t going a mile a minute thinking of ways to please him in return. You watched as he moved to undress you, his eyes heavy and hot and hungry as your top pooled around your hips. He reached around your body to unhook your bra, casting it aside before cupping your breasts in his large palms, groaning as he did. 

“You feel so good,” his thumbs brushed your nipples. “My soft, pretty fuckin’ girl.” 

“Joel,” you whimpered, clenching your hands into fists to keep from reaching out to touch him. He’d told you to stay still and you had to obey. If you didn’t, you knew he’d drag out your first orgasm for what felt like an eternity, bringing you just to the edge of it but never letting you fall into your climax until you were a desperate, dripping, squirming mess. 

“What, baby?” He almost cooed at you, just a hint of a teasing edge to his tone. “What’s my baby need?” 

“More,” you whined. “I need more, please, I need…” 

He took his hands off you then and looked you in the eye and you almost reached for him before you caught yourself. 

“Who decides what you need right now,” he said. You moaned and he ignored you. “Who. Tell me, pretty girl.” 

“You,” you said. 

“That’s right,” he nodded. “And I’ll give you more when I decide you need more and I decide I’m done enjoyin’ the parts of you I’m enjoyin’ right now. So. You stand still like a good little doll and we’ll see when I’ll let you have more. Got it?” 

“Yes,” you said. 

He took your chin in his fingers, forcing you to look him in the eye. 

“Yes what.” 

“Yes sir.” 

His crooked smile dimpled his cheek. 

“Good girl.” 

He returned to touching you, running his large and callused hands over your shoulders to your chest, holding and massaging your breasts and you could tell he was taking his time less for himself and more because he knew what it was doing to you. That it was making you achy and desperate and the thoughts that had been weighing on you all day at the office were slipping out of your mind, drifting far away into the ether. 

“Think I remember you sayin’ something about more?” Joel said, his voice low and gravelly as his hand slipped over your stomach, below the bunched fabric of your shirt, below the waistband of your pants until his fingertips were brushing your bare mound inside your panties. You whimpered. “How about I give you some more, hm?” 

His index finger reached out and brushed the top of your clit, sending a shiver through you, all the heat you had inside yourself pooling low in your stomach. 

Joel chuckled. 

“Think she likes it.” 

He pressed a little lower, a little firmer, working your sensitive nub in slow, languid circles. 

“She like this too?” 

You nodded frantically. 

“Thought I told you not to move,” Joel said, stern. 

“But…” 

“No buts,” he cut you off. “You wanted to give me control so you give me control. Otherwise, you won’t get what you want. Got it?” 

“Yes sir.” 

“You’re lucky,” he said as he went to open your pants. “Got me all worked up, too. Too worked up to draw this out the way you deserve, squirmin’ the way you are.” 

He got on his knees in front of you and gathered the fabric of your shirt, pants and underwear in his hands and pulled them all down in one go, the sudden exposure of your skin to the air making you gasp and goosebumps scatter over you in sharp little pin pricks. 

“Fuck, there you are,” he groaned, his hands coming to grip the thick swell of your ass, his fingers digging into the meat of you as he pressed a kiss to your stomach just below your belly button. You moaned, wanting nothing more than to tangle your fingers in his curls. You clenched your fists tighter, nails digging into your palms, acutely aware of where he was touching you because of the absence of him everywhere else. 

He trailed his mouth down to your slit, his tongue dipping into you there, brushing against your clit, the heat of his mouth in sharp contrast to the cold air against your wetness. His hands slipped up your back, finding your waist before Joel stood, his still clothed body so close to your naked one. 

“Lie down for me,” he said, a little breathless. “Middle of the bed.” 

You rushed to obey and watched hungrily as Joel undressed himself, his black t-shirt coming up and over his head, his jeans opening to reveal his tight boxer briefs with his thick, hard cock straining the fabric. He took off everything before crawling up the bed over you and, for half a moment, you thought he really was going to give into you that quickly, give you exactly what you wanted that fast. But instead of settling between your thighs with his heavy length brushing against your slit and his mouth on yours, he fell to the side of you, the weight of him jostling the mattress. You turned your head to look at him, confused, and he laughed, dark and low. 

“You didn’t think you were gonna make me give in that fast, did you?” He asked. He slid one arm below your ribs, his hand coming up and around the back of you to hold your breast while his other hand teased a feather light path down from your throat, over your chest, your stomach to your slit. “No, not done with this yet.” 

“But…” 

“You just lie still and let me worship you,” he said, his palm cupping your mound, his middle finger settling between your lower lips as he put gentle pressure against your clit. The tip of his finger circled your dripping entrance but didn’t slip inside where you were aching and desperate for him. “Want to enjoy you for a while.” 

He didn’t give you a chance to protest, his mouth finding just the right spot on your throat at the same moment he added pressure to your clit, grinding his hand against your most tender place and making your back arch below his touch. 

Joel kissed and licked and sucked along your neck, your collarbone, your breast, his cock brushing against your thigh as he manipulated your body and you could feel his precome on your skin when it did and you were desperate to touch him there, to feel just how hard you’d made him, make him start to unravel the way he was doing to you. 

“Don’t even think about it,” he said, a finger sliding inside of you, making you groan. 

“But I want…” 

He pulled back from you to look in your eyes and you could tell from the glassy look on his face that you probably already looked like a fucked out mess. 

“You tryin’ to make me feel good or you want it for yourself?” He asked, brows raised. You tried to find the words but couldn’t. He nodded. “S’what I thought, you sit still like I fuckin’ told you. You try to touch me and I won’t let you come, got it? This is about you, not me so you’re gonna lay there and take it, understand?” 

“Yes sir,” you whimpered. 

He went back to working you over, adjusting so that he could fully kiss down your body until his head was between your thighs, two fingers buried inside of you as he looked up your body to your face. 

“New rules,” he said, pressing his lips to your clit for a moment and sucking it into his mouth before continuing. “Want you to come and I want you to come hard. You’re allowed to touch my head to put me where you need but you do anything else with those hands and we’re startin’ over. Understood?” 

“Yes sir.” 

“Good girl.” 

He practically dove into your pussy, his thumb working your clit, his tongue licking deep into your channel. The fire in your belly burned brighter and it was like you could feel all the blood in your body pulling into the center of you. Your hands flew to his head, the thick of his hair and the heat of his scalp almost sharp against your fingers after having felt nothing but your own palms for what felt like forever. You rocked your hips against his face as he ate at you, a finger slipping into you alongside his tongue, working the inside of you deftly so that you were never empty but never lacking the friction of him moving in you. His fingertip curled into the soft, sensitive place inside of you that he found so easily now, adding the perfect amount of pressure as his thumb and nose worked your clit and you felt your pussy get so tight and hot you worried, for half a second, that it would hurt him before every worry flew out of your head entirely, your entire body flooded with waves of pleasure as you came on his tongue. 

Joel worked you through your orgasm, never letting up as you moaned and panted, your grip on his hair easing as your body started to go limp. Your pussy was so sensitive when your climax eased but Joel didn’t pay your little whimpers any mind. He pulled his mouth from you but added another finger, fucking into you with his hand and adjusting so his palm was grinding against your clit as he did. 

“There you go,” he panted, wiping your slick from his mouth before taking his cock in his hand and working himself with it. “That what you needed, pretty girl?” 

“Yes sir,” you whimpered. 

“Good,” he said, his eyes ranging over you, dark and hot. “Because now it’s my turn.” 

He pulled his fingers from you and spread your thighs a little wider, lining his cock up with your still weakly grasping hole for half a moment before thrusting deep into you in one devastating go. You gasped at the stretch of him filling you like that, the inside of you still soft and tender from your orgasm. Your fingers scrambled at the blanket below you, your back arched and taut and you tried to hold onto something - anything - in your head beside how he was splitting you open. 

“I say you could use your hands like that?” He asked, his fingers finding your wrists and clamping around them. He pressed deep inside you and folded over you, bringing your hands with him, pressing your wrists down into the mattress over your head. “Didn’t think so. You’re my little doll right now, ain’t you? Mine to do what I want with and I want you to take it.” 

“Joel,” you whimpered. 

“That ain’t my name right now, is it?” 

“Sir,” you corrected, resisting the urge to rock your hips up against him. “Please!” 

“Please what?” 

You couldn’t put words to what you wanted to ask for and Joel just smirked before releasing your wrists and sitting up, looking down over your body to where he disappeared inside of it. 

“What I thought,” he said, his hands pressing your thighs wide before his thumb trailed over where you were split open on him to your clit, teasing you in a slow circle that made you jerk involuntarily below him. He took it away, his hand on the soft flesh of your thigh again. “You leave those hands there and take it. You can take it, pretty girl. Know you can.” 

With that, he pulled back, slow and aching, before fucking back into you, hard and fast with a forceful grunt. You watched him fuck you, his cock slamming into you with enough force that it jerked your body up and down the bed. You were lost in it, the way you could see his muscles flex, the way his eyes ranged over you - watching the place he was spreading you open and the way your tits bounced for him and up to your face to meet your eyes and back again. It was almost hypnotic, like there was nothing else in the world that existed outside of him. He was controlling you totally, fucking into you with enough force that you couldn’t even breathe out of sync with his thrusts, your body just something he could manipulate and pleasure and use however he saw fit. 

You weren’t sure how long he fucked you like that before his hands ran over your thighs to your core, his thumbs brushing along your clit, pressing into you there and working you in hard little circles as your channel started to tighten around him again. 

“There we go,” he panted. “Got another one right there don’t you? You’re gonna give it to me, aren’t you pretty girl. Gonna give me everything, ain’t you?”

“Yes sir,” you whined, your fingernails digging into your palms as you fought to keep your hands still. 

“Good girl,” he pressed himself deep as he worked your clit and returned to his same punishing rhythm, the head of him finding the place inside you he’d claimed for himself. He left one thumb on your clit, his other hand stretching up and over your stomach, fingers splaying wide on you until it was in the middle of your chest where you knew he could feel how your heart was pounding behind your ribs. The feel of him everywhere was overwhelming, the tight spool of pleasure that had never fully relaxed after your first orgasm already wound unbearably tight again. 

“Want you to come for me,” he said, voice needy. “Want you to be a good girl and come. Give it all to me, baby, want you to just let go and give it all to me, let it all go, c’mon and come for me, make me fuckin’ feel it…” 

You cried out as you obeyed, your channel fluttering over his cock as he kept fucking you deep and hard. You could feel your orgasm in the very center of you, in every muscle and every nerve, your climax taking hold of you so firmly that you felt a gush of liquid rush out of you. 

“Fuck, there you go,” he said, not letting up. “Fuck baby, love when you squirt for me, such a good fuckin’ girl…” 

The wet snap of his hips into you was obscene and, as your orgasm eased, your body was already drawing tight again. Your heart raced and you could feel everything, everything, so sharp and harsh and overwhelming. Your head swam, your skin prickled. 

“Love feeling you come for me,” Joel was still fucking into you, hard and bruising like he was trying to climb inside your skin and claim a place for himself there. “Love when you get all tight and desperate, love making you all needy…” 

You let out a fucked out little whimper, tears pricking at your eyes, not able to see straight through the haze of your already building orgasm. Joel leaned over you, his cock buried deep but going still. 

“You with me, pretty girl?” He asked, his hands sliding up your arms to find your wrists, holding you gently in place. You couldn’t seem to find the words to answer, too overstimulated to think of anything beyond how he was filling you and surrounding you. “Gimme a color, baby.” 

“Yellow,” you managed. 

 He took your limp wrists in his large palms and guided your hands to his skin, resting them on his broad shoulders. 

“That help?” He asked. “You can nod.” 

You nodded quickly, your breathing evening out, body still tight and strung out. 

“Color?” 

“Green,” you said, the tears that were in your eyes slipping down your cheeks but not being replaced by new ones. 

“Good,” he shifted inside you, pulling back a little before thrusting in again. “Because I ain’t done with you yet. You keep those hands right where I put ‘em and just focus on coming one more time for me, need you to milk me dry, baby.” 

But his pace eased, less frantic and more desperate, working you slow and firm from within. He buried his face into your neck, his mouth finding that place that sent shocks of pleasure through your whole body. His hands ranged over you, fingers hungry and grasping at your skin, his hips working against your clit as his cock found its home deep within you. 

“Know you’re close,” he said against your skin, lips still close enough to brush against you as he spoke. He kissed along your neck, nose teasing along your throat. “You got one more in you, baby, I know you do.” 

“Sir,” you whimpered, pleading, not sure if you wanted to come or wanted to just dissolve. 

“You can come,” he fucked you slow and deep. His public bone pressed against your clit and your back arched. “Want you to come, want to feel you come. Make me feel you, baby. Be a good girl and make me feel you.” 

You dared to let yourself move, just enough that you could rock your hips up against him, working yourself with his body as you felt him grow impossibly thicker and harder inside you. Or, maybe, you were just tightening further around him, body clinging to him in one last desperate push for closeness as your climax hit again. You cried out with it and you couldn’t just leave your hands on Joel’s shoulders, instead latching onto his hair and sliding down his back, pulling him flush against your body so the only thing left in the world was him and his skin and the thick of his cock as he started to pulse inside of you. 

Your orgasm almost hurt it was so intense. You could feel every inch of Joel’s cock in you, the heat and softness of his skin against you, every muscle in your body going rigid and tense for a moment before relaxing. Your vision went spotty and you got light headed and you lost track of time. 

The next thing you knew, you were in Joel’s arms, cradled against his chest, his fingers trailing a gentle path along the edge of your hairline and jaw, thumb brushing the plush of your lips. 

“There you are,” he said softly and pressed a kiss to your forehead, his large hand coming to rest against your cheek as you turned your head to look at him. His eyes were soft and warm and there was a gentle smile on his face. “How are you feelin’ love?” 

You took stock of your body for a moment, everything feeling light and airy. 

“I’m good,” you smiled a little. 

“Yeah?” He said, his thumb brushing your cheek. “Take a deep breath for me, OK?” 

You nodded a little and did as you were told, only realizing then just how little your lungs had been inflating before. 

“How’s that feelin’?” He asked. “Good?” 

You just nodded, still smiling. 

“How about this for the night,” he said, going back to tracing an easy trail over your skin with his fingertips. “In a few minutes, I get up and get you water and a cocktail while you put on that pretty little swimsuit of yours. You float in the water while I look at ya and finish those ribs in the smoker…” 

“You’re making me ribs?” You almost pouted, your brows going up. 

Joel chuckled. 

“Yeah, that OK?” 

“That’s my favorite,” you said, feeling like you might be about to cry. 

“I know it is, baby,” he said, kissing your temple again. “S’why I made ‘em. Got that potato salad you like, green beans, cornbread too. Even got that chocolate cake you like so much…” 

“The Oreo one?” You sniffed, tearing up. 

“The Oreo one,” he brushed your hair back. “You still with me there baby?” 

“Yeah,” you nodded, crying a little. You weren’t entirely sure why, just every emotion you’d had over the past week seeming to bubble up at once. “I think so…” 

“You’re OK,” Joel said, pulling you closer, his lips gentle on your skin. “I’ve got you.” 

You just nodded against him and focused on how his skin felt on yours, his warmth and strength grounding while your mind was still swimming. 

“What about after dinner?” You sniffed. 

“We can watch one of those movies you like so much,” he said. “I know the ones that’ve been on your list, you don’t gotta pick unless you want to. Sound good?” 

“Yeah,” you nodded. “But… can we just stay here for a little while first? Please?” 

“Course baby,” he said. “Whatever you need. I’ll take care of you.” 

You nuzzled into his skin and breathed deep and you didn’t really know why you’d been so stressed when you got home to begin with. You just knew that you had Joel and that, as long as he was there, everything else would be OK.

[noneedtofearorhope]

An entire Dollar General staff has walked out of their Wisconsin premises due to staffing issues and poor pay and conditions.

Staff allegedly didn’t want to leave their customers in the lurch, but their manager claimed they were underpaid and overworked, and wanted their work to be appreciated by customers and the company. A letter was also found near the entrance of the store, giving more details on the staff's decision to walk out.

"Take this as notice that we the team at store 20610 located in Mineral Point, WI, all quit! We can not and will not work for a company that does not stand behind in true honest form of what they want the world to see them as," it read.

"Although we love and adore our customers, we must take a stand for the community and not allow corporate greed to continuing [sic] preventing people in need of the help they need and could receive. Policies, processes and procedures need to change! Don't make claims about supporting and helping communities when the reality is that it's all about the bottom line and not about support or help!"

Trina Tribolet was the general manager in the store for around a year. She said: "This is something we've been talking about the last couple of months. Until Friday night when we walked away, this weekend was my first time off since Christmas."

She explained staff were underpaid and overworked, adding she'd been working seven days a week for months because she, as the manager, was only allotted so many paid hours to give her staff. She said staff didn't want to leave, but wanted their work to be appreciated.

"A lot of our regulars came in there every day, and it’s hard on all of us to not be able to see them every day because they brighten your day,” she said. Staff followed through with their plans by walking out at the end of the shift and leaving notes on the door to say would all be quitting.

With no staff, the Dollar General remained closed for about three hours before they could get enough team members in. A spokesperson for the company said the store has replaced the entire staff. They declared that Dollar General is "committed to providing an environment where employees can grow their careers and where they feel valued and heard".

One of the biggest issues that led to the walkout was the store's food donation policy as well as hours and pay. The former manager was alarmed by how much of the food they were ordered to throw out. Trina was one of six members of staff working at the Dollar General in Mineral Point, Wisconsin, when they all made the decision to walk out on Friday

Dollar General donates food to specific pantries, but there are strict guidelines the company follows, and only a portion of what’s available goes to helping other people in disadvantaged areas. “There have been tears that have been shed over the fact that we’re throwing away coffee that is not expired, but it’s close,” Ms Tribolet said.

“Or you’re throwing out a box of Lucky Charms that you know there’s a whole bunch of kids that would love to eat those, but you can’t donate them out because you’re supposed to throw them away," Ms Tribolet explained.

In response to Ms Tribolet's issues with the food donation program, the store’s public relations team said it is following guidelines laid out by Feeding America. Over 44 million people in America live in households that struggle to get enough food.

[...]

The Economy Policy Institute's Wage Tracker reports that 92% of Dollar General's 119,904 employees make less than $15 an hour. That's nearly double the number of employees making under $15 at Walmart (51%).

The EPI notes that companies like Dollar General are "notorious for poor working conditions" along with low wages while generating millions in revenue annually and often rewarding their CEOs "with hefty compensation packages."

[homomenhommes]

THIS DAY IN GAY HISTORY

based on: The White Crane Institute's 'Gay Wisdom', Gay Birthdays, Gay For Today, Famous GLBT, glbt-Gay Encylopedia, Today in Gay History, Wikipedia, and more … February 12

gay Abraham Lincoln

1809 – Abraham Lincoln, the 16th President of the United States was born (d.1865). Only in a world that thinks that being Gay is an abnormal condition does the suggestion that a revered president might have been primarily Gay become an issue. The historian C.A. Tripp went farther than any earlier study to present the greatest amount of evidence and the strongest argument currently available that Lincoln's primary erotic response was that of a homosexual man in his posthumously published book, The Intimate World of Abraham Lincoln.

Over the years, a number of other writers and scholars had argued that Lincoln was homosexual, but Tripp set out to collect as much information as he could on Lincoln and explore the 16th president's sexuality in all its dimensions and complexity. What he created was a full-fledged character study and a significant effort to understand a complicated man, that placed Lincoln's sexuality into a larger, more significant framework.

For example, he claims that Abraham Lincoln had a four-year love affair with Joshua Fry Speed. Speed kept a general store in Springfield. In the spring of 1837 Lincoln came into the store, a lawyer without a client, no money, and a few clothes is his saddle-bags on his mare. Speed took him in and for the next four years, the two men shared the same bed.

Larry Kramer claimed to have letters by Speed which included details such as the following: "He often kisses me when I tease him, often to shut me up. He would grab me up by his long arms and hug and hug," Speed reportedly wrote. Addressing his dear friend as "Linc," Speed allegedly described the young politician as a man who couldn't get enough hugging and kissing:"Yes, our Abe is like a school girl." Kramer also attested that Speed recounted conversations in which the two men wondered whether other men, too, had relationships like theirs.

There are, as usual, the dismissals of the evidence as "misreadings" of the customs of another time, that it was not uncommon for two men to share a bed though convenience or economy with no suggestion of homosexuality. And while there is the relationship Lincoln had with his wife Mary, as any modern Gay man will attest, Lincoln may have functioned as a heterosexual, but his marriage does not preclude an intense homosexual drive.

In his 1926 biography of Lincoln, Carl Sandburg made an allusion to the early relationship of Lincoln and his friend Joshua Fry Speed as having "a streak of lavender, and spots soft as May violets". "Streak of lavender" was slang in the 1930s for an effeminate man, and later connoted homosexuality. Sandburg did not elaborate on this comment.

Alas, Tripp died in May 2003, and we will never know how he would have defended his study of the sexual orientation of Abraham Lincoln. But any Gay man reading of Lincoln's relationship with a 44 year old captain of the Pennsylvania Bucktails in the fall of 1862, will draw his own conclusions. Captain David Derickson was Lincoln's bodyguard and companion between September 1862 and April 1863. They shared a bed during the absences of Lincoln's wife, until Derickson was promoted in 1863. Derickson was twice married and fathered ten children, but whatever the exact level of intimacy of the relationship, it was the subject of gossip. Elizabeth Woodbury Fox, the wife of Lincoln's naval aide, wrote in her diary for November 16, 1862, "Tish says, 'Oh, there is a Bucktail soldier here devoted to the president, drives with him, and when Mrs. L is not home, sleeps with him. What stuff!'" It does give a whole new meaning to the term "rail-splitter."

1847 – Philip, the Prince zu Eulenburg-Hertefeld, politician and diplomat of imperial Germany was born today (d.1921). Those who think that Oscar Wilde was the only popular figure crucified for 'the love that dare not speak its name,' don't know their German history. The Eulenberg trial, if anything, was even smarmier than the Wilde case, since the reasons for "exposing" the well-liked and gentle Eulenberg were strictly political.

Upon the accession of his friend Wilhelm to the thrones of Prussia and Germany, Count Eulenburg assumed an unofficial position of immense influence, and among other things, was instrumental in the appointment of Bernhard von Bülow as head of the foreign office in 1897. Wilhelm II had long desired the appointment of "his own Bismarck" - a powerful chancellor who would enact the Kaiser's will - and Eulenburg was the first to suggest Bülow for this role.

In 1900, Count Philip was created Prince of Eulenburg and Hertefeld, and to continue his wife's otherwise soon-to-be-extinguishing comital name, also Count of Sandels. Count Philip of Eulenburg had married at Stockholm in 1875 Augusta Sandels, daughter of the last Count Sandels. Sources say that he continued his "individual" lifestyle also after the marriage. They had eight children.

The favorite of Kaiser Wilhelm II, Eulenberg had attempted to dissuade the emperor from a militaristic course and naturally had to be disposed of in the quickest way by the militarist factions. Although he was married, Eulenburg was connected in homosexual liaisons with members of the Kaiser's inner circle, including count Kuno von Moltke, the military commander of Berlin. Smeared as a "degenerate" by his enemies, the oldest political trick in the book, Eulenberg was swiftly ruined.

The public exposure of these liaisons in 1907 led to the Harden-Eulenburg Affair. In 1908, Eulenburg was placed on trial for perjury due to his denial of his homosexuality; the trial was repeatedly postponed due to Eulenburg's claim of poor health. Eulenburg died in 1921. An indierct result of the militarist victory in this ugly incident was World War I.

1923 – On this date the Italian director and designer Franco Zeffirelli was born (d.2019) in Florence, the son of Ottorino Corsi, a wealthy businessman, and his mistress Adelaide Garosi, a fashion designer. He was originally Gianfranco Corsi, but his mother subsequently followed the Florentine tradition of naming a child born out of wedlock with a created name beginning with the letter "Z."

While at the University of Florence, he became active in directing student theatrical productions, including stagings of operas under the tutelage of his aunt Ines Alfani Tellini, a retired soprano. In 1943, he left college to join the Partisans and fight against the Nazi occupation of Italy. Subsequently he became an interpreter for the British Army after the Allied invasion. As a result of meeting British troops who shared his dramatic interests, Zeffirelli abandoned his plans for a career in architecture and, after the war, became a theatrical set and costume designer.

In the post war years, he studied art and architecture at the University of Florence, and worked with directors such as Vittorio De Sica, and Roberto Rossellini

During the late 1940s, he worked as an assistant to director Luchino Visconti, whose attention to realistic detail and action profoundly influenced the young apprentice's own work.

Through the 1950s and 1960s, Zeffirelli firmly established his reputation as a drama and opera director. In the former capacity, he presented highly naturalistic stagings of Shakespeare at London's Old Vic. Simultaneously, he was responsible for noted productions at Milan's La Scala, London's Covent Garden, and New York's Metropolitan Opera starring the leading divas of the period, particularly Maria Callas, Joan Sutherland, and Leontyne Price.

He soon transferred his ideas to cinema. His first feature film, The Taming of the Shrew (1967), featured the most discussed theatrical couple of the day, Elizabeth Taylor and Richard Burton. As a cinematic rendering of a traditional work of English literature, it set the tone for many of his subsequent screen productions.

His best-known film, Romeo and Juliet (1968), soon followed. It was controversial for his casting of unknown and inexperienced (if highly attractive) teenaged actors in the title roles. He would again present such adolescent sensuality and sexual awakening in Endless Love (1981), which tells the story of an obsessive teen romance set against the backdrop of parental prohibition.

Director Bruce Robinson claimed to have been the unwanted target of sexual advances by Zeffirelli during the filming of Romeo and Juliet in which Robinson had a minor acting role. Robinson says that he based the lecherous character of Uncle Monty in the film Withnail and I on Zeffirelli.

In 1996, Zeffirelli came out as gay, but has since preferred to be discreet about his personal life. Zeffirelli considers himself "homosexual" rather than gay, he feels the term "gay" is less elegant. Zeffirelli has adopted two adult sons, men he has worked with for years and who now live with him and manage his affairs.

Although Zeffirelli is openly gay and has frankly discussed his sexuality in his autobiography, he is nonetheless somewhat paradoxical in this regard. Some critics have noted a "homosexual gaze" in his films, particularly in their lingering and erotically tinged close-up shots of the semi-nude male body. In Tea with Mussolini, moreover, he cast Lily Tomlin as an unambiguously lesbian character.

At the same time, however, his advocacy of Catholic dogma in opposition to gay activism has not gone unnoticed, particularly his backing of Vatican efforts to thwart the inception of a Gay Pride parade in Rome.

In 2007, disappointed with the manner in which Pope Benedict XVI had been presenting himself to the media, Zeffirelli openly offered his services to the Pontiff as an image consultant. In connection with this matter, he was quoted as saying "I am a Christian down to the depths of my spirit." Zeffirelli has also been a member of the Italian senate since 1996, representing the Forza Italia party.In 2018, actor Johnathon Schaech alleged that Zeffirelli sexually assaulted him during the filming of Storia di una capinera.

Zeffirelli's son Giuseppe "Pippo" issued a statement at the time denying the allegation.

Zeffirelli died at his home in Rome on 15 June 2019, at the age of 96.

1976 – On this date Sal Mineo, the American actor, died (b.1939). A Golden Globe-winning American singer , film and theatre actor, Mineo is best known for his Academy Award-nominated performance opposite James Dean in the film Rebel Without a Cause but after a period of playing to ethnic stereotype, his career flagged. By 1976 Mineo's career seemed to be turning around again. Playing the role of a Gay burglar in a San Francisco run of the stage comedy P.S. Your Cat Is Dead, he received substantial publicity from many positive reviews and moved on to Los Angeles with the play.

Arriving home after a rehearsal on February 12, 1976, Mineo was stabbed to death in the alley behind a West Hollywood apartment building. He was 37 years old. He was stabbed just once, not repeatedly as first reported, but the blade struck his heart, leading to immediate and massive internal bleeding. A career criminal named Lionel Ray Williams was later sentenced to life in prison for killing Mineo. Although there was considerable confusion relating to what witnesses had seen in the darkness the night Mineo was murdered, Williams was reported to have boasted of the crime, which turned out to be a botched mugging. At the time of the murder, Williams had no idea who Mineo was.

1999 – First National Freedom to Marry Day in the USA (then held annually on this date).

2010 – The 2010 Winter Olympics begin in Vancouver and Whistler, British Columbia. The facilities in Whistler include the event's first-ever Pride House for LGBT athletes. It proved to be one of the most popular sites in the village for gay and straight athletes and visitors alike.

2014 – Michael Sam, an All-American defensive lineman from Missouri and the Associated Press' SEC Defensive Player of the Year, announced that he is gay in an interview with ESPN's "Outside the Lines".

Sam stated publicly what his teammates and coaches at Mizzou have known since August: "I am an openly, proud gay man."

[nei-ning]

Just woke up from a dream where I was going back to my old home with few teenagers, one of them was a girl with long blond hair who was very nice. They lived there, had horses and so on.

I stood on the road, seeing only the backyard side of the house. It looked exactly the same otherwise but windows were bigger and there was 3 or 4 windows instead of 2. Now these teenagers started to escorts me back to my old neighbor, apparently I lived there now. I tried to make a shortcut through our stallion's old fence, but they had added wires on it so I could go under it. I had to return back to the house.

Now, suddenly, I was inside the house. I stood at the hallway and I couldn't believe what I was seeing. This house was so different from the inside, so HUGE! Honestly, the house was it's old tiny self from the outside but inside it was like huge mansion!

One of the teenagers wanted to show me around but they went too fast so I, tears in my eyes, lifted my hands and said I want to go alone with my own space since this all is too much. The place had changed completely. As I walked, so slowly, while looking around, there was lots of rooms! Like in one huge room was a wall inside it, behind it being another room with a bed and stuff. Apparently it was young boy's room.

They had antique furniture in some rooms, too. No any room was too full but I don't remember seeing much stuff on the walls. Maybe some big old paintings there and there but that's all. I never went to upper levels even that they did exist. At some point I came in this huge and wide room with same kind of fruit shelves what we have in stores in Finland. They were full of different fruits!

Heard my mom's voice in my head, saying these people grow their own food and sell it as well. Like they had grapes, bananas, melons and so on. One female worker, in a suit, stopped to talk to me but soon someone else came to get her back to her work. I continued forward.

Eventually I met the owner. She was lovely Gipsy (or Indian) woman at her 50's or so. I started to tell her how much this place has change, in a good way, when she suddenly told me to come with her. She took me in her room, or her work room, where she had a box on a table, jewels, crystals, cards and so on. She was some kind of medium or fortune teller. She gave me a red date bag, apparently from their shop originally. I didn't hear her well but she told me to look at the bag while continuing to talk.

On the date bag appeared 4 letters in line beneath each other. I remember all of them were V. First one was V like Veri (blood). Beneath it was another V but next to it was a pic of an olive and beneath that was a pic of some herb. I gently took a hold of the bag and therefor it moved which erased all the letters away and the little wisdom which had appeared next to them on the right. I went nuts in this "Oh no, now I ruined my message!" mode!

I started to mumble cry to this woman who came next to me, on my right, and sealed me in half hug. I kept sobbing to her, telling me how I miss my old home, how my life lost it's base when Roni (our dog) died in 2007 - however I think I meant Verti since Verti started with V and his death took the base of my life. She listened to me a while, then saying I haven't ruin anything and something about the message coming to me again later etc. I felt her comfort with those words and through her hug, but still I panicked and cried.

I also felt how I couldn't breath well, during this whole scene actually - thanks to the mumbling sobbing. The feeling when your nose is blocked with snot and you still, just barely, can get some air through with deep but short inhales? I woke up because of this feeling, instantly turning to look at the clock. It was 15:44.

44 = All is well. No need to worry. (personal message and sign to me whenever I see it)

[goldensmilingbird]

Also I haven't shared these here

Saw these on AliExpress and had to buy them. The chibi figures on official Zag Store cost 89$ each, but I bought this whole set for, I think, 44$ in our currency? Also they have Nino, and everyone except Alya have different poses, so that's neat. Ladybug and Tikki have some dark stains on them though, everyone else is fine

And the box they came in is pretty cool-looking, though it's not very good for storage because of it's weird shape

They also had non-chibi figures but idk if I'll get these

[loreweaver-universe]

And that’s the episode.

That was a fun one.  I’m kind of sad they didn’t get to make pizza, but the bonding was nice and it was a pretty amusing one.  Also, I LOVE Sprig’s creepy fiance and I hope she shows up a bunch.

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[theprophet359]

He’s hoping to create more diversity and inclusion in the shoe business! Dr. D’Wayne Edwards is a veteran shoe designer, getting his start in an entry-level position with LA Gear when he was just 19-years-old, BlackBusiness.com reports. Accumulating more than 50 patents over the course of his 30 years in the business, Edwards has designed more than 500 shoe styles for a host of celebrities including Snoop Dogg, Tupac, Biggie, Michael Jordan and Carmelo Anthony. His designs have been worn in six Olympic games and he is a 3x Mercedes Benz Fashion award winner. He has also received the President’s Volunteer of Service Award from President Barack Obama.  In 2010, Edwards began his career as an educator, eventually converting the only HBCU in Michigan, Lewis College of Business, into the first academy dedicated to footwear design in the nation. He is now the President of Pensole Lewis College (PLC) of Business & Design in Detroit where he works to create diversity and inclusion in the shoe business. In his latest effort, Edwards has now made history, founding the Jan Ernst Matzeliger Studio (JEMS), the first ever Black-owned footwear and shoe factory.  JEMS is named for a Black inventor who revolutionized shoe manufacturing with his 1883 patent for the lasting machine. The factory is located in Somersworth, New Hampshire and will be used as a hub for other budding designers of color to produce their own shoes. The factory w...

[jellyfishinajamjar]

Kroot Maxing

Or, can you build a 2000pt list in 10th edition with nothing but Kroot?

Right off the bat, maxing out Kroot Shapers with 3 units, and their our only leaders for 50 x 3

Kroot carnivores sadly do not have the battleline keyword, so we max out there at 3 units. To max model count and points, we’re taking 20 model units, so 150 x 3

Next, Krootox. They come in squads of three, and are ridiculously cheap pts wise, so we’re taking three units for 105 x 3

Kroot Hounds, at 12 models a unit and 90 x 3 for the max we can take

And lastly, because it’s the only Kroot unit left, three units of Kroot Farstalkers, for 105 x 3

Precision of the Patient Hunter, as it’s the only enhancement that doesn’t exclude Kroot (racist), for 20

For a grand total of 1520pts. Excluding the enhancement, exactly 3/4ths of a full army. Fuck

Now, you can do this for 500, 1000, and 1500 point games, but sadly Kroot arn’t going to be winning a  tournament anytime soon. Or are they? Let’s say we get sneaky, and count proxies as Kroot. Dinosaur ta’unar is out cause it’s 600 pts, but a storm surge is very affordable at 405. Strap that big gun to a dinosaur and your golden

We’ll also include stealth suit proxied Kroot (paint them green with scales and tails or something) to get us to 2000 pts exactly. Stealth suits give a bonus to FtGG, which Kroot can’t use (racist) but our Kroot proxied stormsurge can. Use that to wipe the big units while you focus on krootmaxing the smaller ones, and you’ve got a decent chance in a non-competitive game

And just for fun, let’s find out how much 1500pts of Kroot would cost in real world points, also known as dollars. I’m using MSRP for sake of this post, but you should never ever buy at store cost. Amazon has a flat 15% discount on all GW models, and you might find them cheaper on r/miniswap, eBay, or your local game store. You can get them even cheaper if your willing to proxy, have a 3d printer, or just use cardboard tokens. Anyways enough soapboxing, here’s the list

Assuming no cost reduction shenanigans, just buying straight from GW, Shapers are $21, so $63 for 3

Carnivores come in boxes of 16 for $64, so to get to 60 (units of 20 x 3 units) you would have to buy 4 boxes for $255, and you would have 4 Kroot extra. If you’re smart you could proxy those as Shapers to cut down on cost, but we’re just looking for one big GW approved number, so I won’t include that

Krootox are easier to count, and it’s one Kroot for one box. At $44 a box and 9 boxes, tht comes out to an eye watering $396. That’s enough to buy a Ta’unar and two arms, or 20% of a Manta

Kroot Hounds are $33 a box, but that’s a bit of a cheat, cause there’s only 4 in a box. For a full 12 dog unit it’s 3 boxes, at $90, which makes a full unit of Hounds only a dollar cheaper than a Hammerhead. For the sake of the list it’s $270, but never on gods green earth should you be paying 30 bucks for a third of a unit of shitty hounds. Just build your extra Kroot as Hounds, or don’t even bother cause they’re not that good

And lastly, Kroot Farstalkers. Easy peezy. $105 a box with 3 boxes is $315, which’s t this point just doesn’t even faze me despite that being a ludicrous amount of money

And now, the total cost of every Kroot unit you can legally play in a game of 40K, using only GW’s prices. You ready? Cause I promise you’re not. It’s $1,237 dollars. That isn’t including shipping, taxes, import cost, the cost of glue and paint, the trip to the hospital from inhaling the glue fumes from 150 models all drying

And for my last trick, that means the Kroot line as a whole, has a dollars to points ratio of 1:.82

For context, to buy a full 2000 pt army for $500s, you’d need a dollar to points ratio of 1:4

[jennawynn]

Enterprise Season 3 Ep 19-finale

Episode 19

All that damage and hull breaches on at least 3 levels... and only 5 people are dead.

I feel like a lot of my opinions of this show are formed by my experience on a Navy ship. Almost every door can be sealed in case there's a hull breach. Redundant systems and personnel. And if your ship goes down in the ocean at least you might float a while before drowning but in SPACE? You'd think they'd be a lot more conservative about safety against hull breaches.

Oooh... now the number is 14 with 3 unaccounted for. Out of what, 84?

They said beam lol

This is a pretty understandable and even believable descent to the other side for Archer. T'Pol having secret troubles staying calm is interesting, too.

Really? Making T'Pol turn herself into a drug addict so she can push Trip's buttons? Why does she keep ending up getting the worst kind of plotlines?

I don't know why it didn't occur to me- I thought the training exercises were just so Malcolm could have beef with the Major... but turns out it's so they could justify still sending SENIOR BRIDGE OFFICERS INTO DIRECT COMBAT IN SMALL TEAMS INSTEAD OF THE MARINES THEY HAVE ON BOARD FOR EXACTLY THAT SITUATION.

Episode 20

Now we're up to 18 lost. How does the number keep going up? "For the 18" has a bit of a better ring to it than "For the 14" I guess.

They found two bodies in a damaged section... but somehow they didn't get blown out the holes with the atmosphere.

Why hasn't T'Pol washed her face? 😂

Fun Fact: The only time that I "had" to eat MREs was after a hurricane while my ship was in drydock. We didn't have shore power and I was on duty so they had some hot dogs on a grill and MREs for anyone who wanted them. We ate in our office by flashlight so it'd feel like camping. 😂 That said, I was - at the time - on a prepper/libertarian kick with my colleagues and we had some 'just in case' and tried them at least once. Surprisingly expensive from places like the Army/Navy Surplus Store, but not terrible. Plus the tech behind heating them was novel.

Goddammit Trip... at least take the flightsuit off before you get in bed. Gross. This isn't a cartoon where it's too much to design a second outfit and animate you under the covers so you leave your boots on in bed. We know you have your standard-issue blue underwear.

It is a nice touch that they automatically use Celsius when referencing temperature. They say things like 'his suit temperature is 44 degrees' without saying Celsius, but you know it can't be Fahrenheit.

And wasting resources by just letting the panel cover float away instead of saving it so they can be like 'look they're in zero g!'

"As Jane's Commanding Officer"- That is not correct. Commanding Officer is a specific title given to the highest ranking person of the base or vessel. Archer is the Commanding Officer. Just because Trip was her boss does not make him her CO.

Episode 21

I have to admit... it's growing on me. I found myself last night almost deciding to keep watching even though I was no longer working.

Women only make up 1/3 of the crew? Why? In the illuminated future, we're still only 1/3??

Part of me thinks that they shouldn't know who they marry or have kids with but the other part of me remembers that I wish I could go back in time and tell myself I'm queer and shouldn't marry the guy I did. /shrug

Of course they'll probably erase this 'past-future' with whatever's about to happen anyway.

The convo between T'Pol acknowledges that it's not 'destiny' but a product of environment. That because the Enterprise wasn't sent back in time, the choices made can be different... but there's obviously going to be a bias for most people, reaching out to the people they know they had kids with before.

Episode 22

Ah American, sorry I mean HUMAN Exceptionalism at its finest. The existence of Earth changes the trajectory of history across the whole universe! Across dimensions, even!

ha disposable MAKO. why would he have climbed up to such a precarious position to fire anyway, though?

Episode 23

For one moment, just one moment I thought maybe the major taking a shot to the heart in transport would caus-- oh shit they did actually kill a crewmember who has been in multiple episodes. They might have actually turned this ship around.

To be clear, I don't condone deaths for shock value. However, thematic deaths are another thing. Plot important deaths. You can't have a war with dark themes and never kill anyone. It doesn't make sense.

Hayes says use McKenzie with his dying breath... and then he picks 3 volunteers that are not named that.

The moment where Reed asks for volunteers and all the MAKOs step forward was a nice touch, though, even if the actors couldn't figure out how to stand :joy:

Episode 24

I think it would be nice if just once the sliding scale of ally to enemy wasn't always just who looks most or least like you. That the arboreal and primate species are most human-like while the aquatic, lizard, and insects are not. I kinda hope that the humanoid lizard people are kept as the enemy and the manatee and insect like less human people stay allies. At least the lizards are recognizably human shaped.

Here we go! Finale time.

Personally, I'm not a fan of the Great Man theory which Enterprise seems to consider correct. Great Man theory, as I understand it and use it here, basically says that some people are born to change things. That they are 'integral to history'- that the names we grow up learning like Newton or Washington or Einstein or even Hitler are Special in some way and that they are responsible for the leaps and bounds we take in discovery and such. That if you time traveled back and killed one of them, say Hitler, then it would change everything about the future. Stop the Holocaust and WW2.

They've repeatedly said that without Archer at the helm, the Federation would never exist. That the Guardians will succeed and wipe out everything. Whatever it is now to try to give him a safety belt when he's so damn set on throwing himself out the window of a moving starship.

I don't agree. I think that discovery is built on waves. That if Newton hadn't put pen to paper and 'discovered' the theory of gravity, someone else would have with negligible difference in time. _Especially_ when it comes to things like science because science is built on collaboration and you build off other people's work constantly.

Maybe Archer did do all these things, but had Archer not been selected for the NX-1, the other guy would've done it. And if not them, maybe the Vulcans. Sure the details might change, but this, I think, is what time travel media refers to as the resilience of the timeline. There might be disruptions, but it typically course corrects.

Gotta love Archer's dramatic... casual jog away from the explosions.

Hah. I kinda love the reveal of T'Pol's age. She's been so coy about it.

"Captain didn't make it." Yeah... I'm not gonna believe that until at least the middle of the next episode.

lmao time travel shenanigans. As soon as they said no word from the orbital stations, I assumed it wasn't a matter of where but when. Oh and look... Archer's alive. Surprise. But he was found by the Nazi's? Who have an alien officer? Sure. Turn their famous obsession with the occult towards aliens instead of supernatural.

[queersatanic]

TST co-owner tells story of "prank call" about a smelly gay Hindu organ harvester dating his OfficeMax manager

Via The.Satanic.Wiki

On Sept. 11, 2003, future co-owner of The Satanic Temple Doug “Lucien Greaves” Misicko, his friend and collaborator Shane Bugbee, and Shane Bugbee’s wife Amy Stocky hosted a 24-hour Internet radio stream with guests and callers to mark the release of their new edition of the proto-fascist manifesto Might Is Right. The following year, Doug Misicko continued to appear on Internet radio streams with Shane and Amy. “The ABCs of the Alphabet” was one such program. This is an excerpt from one of those recordings.

CW: anti-South Asian racism, homophobia

Full transcript:

02:46 Doug Misicko

O-okay. Well, I have an organ theft story from OfficeMax (Amy Bugbee: Excellent.) Because I used to work at OfficeMax, and it suddenly struck me that every day I had been going into the break room and ignoring the fact that they had an anonymous tip line there that I could, presumably, call at anytime to give people "snitch tips". You know, if I needed to report my management for theft, or whatever else, or I was afraid to go to anybody else, I could call this number. So at one point, I decided to exploit this about daily. So one of the more "classic calls" I made to the OfficeMax tip line- snitch line, whatever you call it. So I called them and I reported that our store manager was gay, and that his friend had been proposing- propositioning people in the men's room, and it made me afraid to go in there and take a shit. I told them I had an eight hour shift, and I was afraid to go in there. Take a piss.

03:44 Shane Bugbee

Now, was this true?

03:46 Doug Misicko

No, it wasn't! Not at all.

[Interruption by train ommitted]

04:26 Doug Misicko

Oh... No, so he says, "Has his friend over proposition you for sex in the bathroom?" And I said "No." And he said "Has he proposition anybody, you know, for sex?" And I said, "Dude, what is your fixation with gay sex?" And he said, "Hey, you- you called and I thought you were saying that this guy's propositioning people for sex and bathroom." I said, "I never said that. I said he's propositioning people in the bathroom that he's gay. That doesn't mean wants to have sex with every guy." And he's like, "Oh okay, I don't get it then." And I said, "he's asking people for their organs. He just wants the kidneys." And he said, you know "What do you mean?" I said, "He's this little Hindu fucker. He's this greasy, smelly, little hairy Hindu guy. And anytime somebody comes in the bathroom, he asked if he can take their kidneys for, uh, people overseas." And this guy was intrigued. These people, they were too stupid to hang up on me. So he said, "Why is he in the restroom asking people for their kidneys?" And I say, "Well, because he's got his whole office set up there. He's got wheels in a little table. He's got rusty tools and everything else. I'm just afraid that if I go in there at any point drop my pants the lights are going to be out and I'll be anesthesia-ized and I walkway minus a kidney." And this guy, he assigned me a case number and everything- I had like an anonymous number. You didn't have to tell them who you were, they assigned you a number. I used to call this crap every day was stories as outrageous as that. And what was the hard- the hard part for me was that I knew that they had to investigate him each time. And that somewhere somebody was getting these faxes. And they probably could tell it was me. But they couldn't do anything about it. And I was never able to see that end result. You know, I was never able to get the satisfaction of saying, "Oh, that son of a bitch did it again. It's not fucking funny anymore." Anyways, that's my whole story.

06:17 Amy Bugbee

Do you think they did something about it? Or do you think that the store was so lackadaisical, they didn't care?

06:23 Doug Misicko

I don't know. I actually called the FBI and one of my managers once for opening a program there, copying it and resealing it, and the FBI didn't do a whole lot in that case, but I can only... You know, I can only hope it fuck with somebody in the bureaucracy who had to go through the paperwork and was bitter about it. Because that's what they get for having a stupid as snitch line setup anyway.

06:48 Shane Bugbee

Yeah, I gotta say, Doug, you are one fucking havoc-wreaking motherfucker.

06:53 Doug Misicko

Gotta have fun.

06:55 Shane Bugbee

Yeah, I love it. I'm impressed. Oh, Doug!

[donttalkaboutmemes]

The Hunchback of Notre Dame (1996) Lyric Meme

Under the cut you will find 110+ sentences from the 1996 version of The Hunchback of Notre Dame to use for your enjoyment!      

CW: Use of the g word referring to Roma people

The Bells of Notre Dame

1.      “Some say the soul of the city’s the toll of the bells.”

2.      “Dark was the night when our tale was begun.”

3.      “He saw corruption everywhere except within.”

4.      “See there the innocent blood you have spilt?”

5.      “You would add this child’s blood to your guilt.”

6.      “You can lie to yourself and your minions. You can claim that you haven’t a qualm.”

7.      “You never can run from nor hide what you’ve done from the very eyes of Notre Dame.”

8.      “Even this foul creature may yet prove one day to be of use to me.”

9.      “Here is a riddle to guess if you can.”

10.   “Who is the monster and who is the man?”

  Out There

11.   “The world is cruel.”

12.   “The world is wicked.”

13.   “It’s I alone who you can trust in this whole city. I am your only friend.”

14.   “How can I protect you unless you always stay in here?”

15.   “You are deformed and you are ugly, and these are crimes for which the world shows little pity.”

16.   “You are my one defender.”

17.   “Out there they’ll revile you as a monster.”

18.   “I am a monster. Only a monster.”

19.   “Out there they will hate and scorn and jeer.”

20.   “Why invite their calumny and consternation?”

21.   “Stay in here. Be faithful to me, grateful to me.”

22.   “Do as I say. Obey and stay in here.”

23.   “All my life I watch them as I hide up here alone, hungry for the histories they show me.”

24.   “All my life I memorize their faces, knowing them as they will never know me.”

25.   “All my life I wonder how it feels to pass a day not above them, but part of them.”

26.   “Give me one day out there. All I ask is one to hold forever.”

27.   “If I was in their skin, I’d treasure every instant.”

28.   “Taste a morning out there like ordinary men.”

29.   “Just one day and then I swear I’ll be content with my share.”

30.   “Won’t regret, won’t despair. Old and bent, I won’t care. I’ll have spent one day out there.”

  Topsy Turvy

31.   “It’s the day for breaking rules.”

32.   “Come and join the feast of fools.”

33.   “Once a year we throw a party here in town.”

34.   “Every man’s a king and every king’s a clown.”

35.   “It’s the day the devil in us gets released.”

36.   “It’s the day we mock the prig and shock the priest.”

37.   “Everything is topsy turvy at the feast of fools.”

38.   “Hurry, hurry here’s your chance! See the mystery and romance!”

39.   “See the finest girl in France make an entrance to entrance.”

40.   “Here it is, the moment you’ve been waiting for.”

41.   “Here it is, you know exactly what’s in store.”

42.   “Now’s the time we laugh until our sides get sore.”

43.   “Now’s the time we crown the king of fools!”

44.   “Make a face that’s horrible and frightening.”

45.   “We’ve never had a king like this.”

46.   “It’s the day we do the things that we deplore on the other three hundred and sixty-four.”

47.   “Once a year we love to drop in where the beer is never stopping.”

  God Help The Outcasts

48.   “I don’t know if you can hear me, or if you’re even there.”

49.   “I don’t know if you would listen to a gypsy’s prayer.”

50.   “I know I’m just an outcast, I shouldn’t speak to you.”

51.   “Still, I see your face and wonder, were you once an outcast too?”

52.   “God help the outcasts, hungry from birth.���

53.   “Show them the mercy they don’t find on earth.”

54.   “God help my people. We look to you still.”

55.   “God help the outcasts, or nobody will.”

56.   “I ask for wealth.”

57.   “I ask for fame.”

58.   “I ask for glory to shine on my name.”

59.   “I ask for love I can possess.”

60.   “I ask for God and his angels to bless me.”

61.   “I ask for nothing, I can get by. But I know so many less lucky than I.”

62.   “Please help my people, the poor and down trod. I thought we all were the children of God.”

  Heaven’s Light

63.   “So many times out there, I’ve watched a happy pair of lovers walking in the night. They had a glow around them. It almost looked like heaven’s light.”

64.   “I knew I’d never know that warm and loving glow, though I might wish with all my might.”

65.   “No face as hideous as my face was ever meant for heaven’s light.”

66.   “Suddenly an angel has smiled at me and kissed my cheek without a trace of fright.”

67.   “I dare to dream that she might even care for me.”

68.   “My cold dark tower seems so bright. I swear it must be heaven’s light.”

  Hellfire

69.   “You know I am a righteous man. Of my virtue, I am justly proud.”

70.   “You know I’m so much purer than the common, vulgar, weak, licentious crowd.”

71.   “Tell me why I see her dancing there, why her smoldering eyes still scorch my soul.”

72.   “I feel her. I see her.”

73.   “The sun caught in her raven hair is blazing in me out of all control.”

74.   “This burning desire is turning me to sin.”

75.   “It’s not my fault. I’m not to blame.”

76.   “It’s not my fault if in God’s plan he made the devil so much stronger than a man.”

77.   “Don’t let this siren cast her spell.”

78.   “Don’t let her fire sear my flesh and bone.”

79.   “Let her taste the fires of Hell or else let her be mine and mine alone.”

80.   “Choose me or your pyre. Be mine or you will burn.”

81.   “God have mercy on her. God have mercy on me.”

82.   “She will be mine or she will burn.”

  A Guy Like You

83.   “The city of lovers is glowing this evening. True, that’s because it’s on fire. But still, there’s l’amour.”

84.   “Somewhere out there in the night her heart is also alight.”

85.   “I know the guy she just might be burning for.”

86.   “A guy like you she’s never known.”

87.   “A guy like you a girl does not meet every day.”

88.   “You’ve got a look that’s all your own, kid.”

89.   “Could there be two like you? No way!”

90.   “Those other guys that she could dangle all look the same from every boring point of view.”

91.   “You’re a surprise from every angle.”

92.   “She’s gotta love a guy like you.”

93.   “A guy like you gets extra credit because, it’s true, you got a certain something more.”

94.   “You see that face, you don’t forget it.”

95.   “We all have gaped at some Adonis, but then we crave a meal more nourishing to chew.”

96.   “Call me a hopeless romantic, but I feel it.”

97.   “Who wouldn’t love a guy like you?”

98.   “You got a lot the rest have not.”

  Court of Miracles

99.   “Maybe you’ve heard of a terrible place where the scoundrels of Paris collect in a lair?”

100.                   “Maybe you’ve heard of that mythical place called the Court of Miracles? Hello, you’re there!”

101.                   “The dead don’t talk, so you won’t be around to reveal what you’ve found.”

102.                   “We have a method for spies and intruders, rather like hornets protecting their hive.”

103.                   “Justice is swift in the Court of Miracles. I am the lawyers and judge all in one.”

104.                   “We like to get the trail over with quickly, because it’s the sentence that’s really the fun.”

105.                   “We find you totally innocent, which is the worst crime of all.”

  The Bells of Notre Dame (Reprise)

106.                   “What makes a monster and what makes a man?”

  Someday

107.                   “I pray someday we may yet live to live and let live.”

108.                   “Someday life will be fairer.”

109.                   “God speed this bright millennium on its way.”

110.                   “Someday our fight will be won then.”

111.                   “’Til then on days when the sun is gone, we’ll hang on and we’ll wish upon the moon.”

112.                   “A prayer for something better is the one thing we all share.”

[isay]

So after two years of teasing, Peloton is finally releasing a rower.

Now back in the days of lockdown I did what many others found themselves doing and bought a spin bike and started doing Peloton classes, and it was great, lots of fun and beneficial. But then we moved, and I no longer had room for a spin bike so I got rid of it and stopped doing my classes after wracking up around 150 of them. I cancelled my subscription and failed to make use of the onsite gym we have in our apartment complex.

Anyway eventually I found a WaterRower on FB marketplace for a steal, it was a pandemic purchase, in as new condition and half the price of one new, plus it stands on end when being stored taking up less room and makes a lovely swishing sound as the paddle rotates in the water drum which makes it feel very much like rowing on water. Rowing is hard work, it uses 86% of the body’s muscles when done correctly, but it’s a relatively hard skill to learn so I used YouTube to try and get some hints and found two great instructors in Shane Farmer with his Dark Horse Rowing videos and a crazy, enthusiastic, big, bearded former Swiss Olympic gold medallist called Xeno Muller.

The Peloton rower has been coming for a long time and I thought that perhaps I’d renew my subscription and go back to it, but now that the launch has been announced I’m struck by how this is just the latest in a string of failures by Peloton. For a start the entry price is prohibitive unless you happen to be a real housewife of Salt Lake City, it’s $3,200 USD, which means if this was ever released in Australia would be around $5,500 AUD, and that’s just the base model. Factor in any accessories, such as the wall anchor you need (because Peloton HATES a lawsuit) to store it upright and you’re beginning to look at figures north of $3,500 US. Then there’s the ongoing subscription of $44 a month and the fact that at launch rowing classes are restricted to owners of the Peloton Row only.

None of this suggests that Peloton is learning from its mistakes. It certainly doesn’t suggest its seriously wants to grow its market for content consumers, which is surprising because there is a whole segment of home fitness exercisers who already have a Concept2 or WaterRower at home that Peloton could easily tap into.

Now don’t get me wrong, the Peloton Row looks great. It’s got all the premium looks of something you would expect from them, but…it uses magnetic resistance which reputedly doesn’t give as good a feel as water or air (although it is near silent which is a big selling point) and more moving parts means more to go wrong. Which considering many of the recent woes Peloton has had with manufacturing and supply doesn’t inspire confidence, and of course you also run the risk that if Peloton does go to the wall you’re left with a very expensive rower with none of the content or stats you paid a ridiculous premium for.

I'll be sticking with my WaterRower, lovely swooshing sound and YouTube videos by a crazy Swiss Olympian.

[unholyhymns]

my sister is getting married on saturday and she's got this whole Vision about how she wants balloons. im helping make a balloon arch. but she also ordered these giant helium balloons that are 44 in around. she was only supposed to do 12 but the pack actually came with 36 and she told the party store to blow them up anyways bc she got too nervous, and now the order is non refundable.

and we've told her like twenty times that 36 of those massive balloons are not going to fit in all of our cars, let alone the several hundred other balloons we need for the arch and the other massive balloons that are for the tables.

so we're gonna... like look into uhauls on the off chance this ends up being the disaster im pretty sure it's going to end up being on the day of the wedding.

[harshit-mishra2025]

Food Pay : A Growing Food Delivery Indian Company

INTRODUCTION

Food Pay 44 Restro Services OPC Private Limited Company is an Indian origin company which is founded and directed by Mr. Anuj Ji Gupta in year 2019. Food Pay is an online food and grocery home delivery service company. It provides online delivery of vegetarian and non-vegetarian food along with grocery items also.

Food Pay application provides online information and menus of the restaurants as well as food delivery options from partner restaurants in various cities. People can order food from the restaurants near them using the app and its delivery executives picks up the order from the eatery and deliver it to the address provided by the customer. Food Pay's registered office and branch office is present in Uttar Pradesh and the corporate office in Mumbai, Maharashtra. Head office of Food Pay is in Delhi. Today, Food Pay inspite of being a new face in the market is giving strong competition to its competitors in the market with its best services.

HISTORY

Food Pay is an online food home delivery service company. It provides home delivery of veg/non-veg food along with grocery items to its customers. The company is founded and directed by Mr. Anuj Ji Gupta in Jaunpur, Uttar Pradesh, India in August 2019 after which the company was incorporated in September 2019 as Food Pay 44 Restro Services OPC Private Limited. Its founder Mr. Anuj Ji Gupta is also from Jaunpur city of Uttar Pradesh, India.

Food Pay started its work from registered office in Lucknow, Uttar Pradesh, India in 2019. In 2020, Food Pay launched its first mobile application "Food Pay: Order veg and non-veg food online" for its customers on google play store. Also, the company launched three more applications on the same platform named as - Food Pay Store Partner App, Food Pay Franchise Partner App, and Food Pay Delivery Partner App.

With the hardwork and high caliber of the entire Food Pay team, the company succeeded in acquiring its target audience and market in many reputed cities of Uttar Pradesh, India in a very less time, which motivated the Company to expand its services in various other states and metropolitan cities. On 3 September 2021, Food Pay's Head Office is innaugurated in Delhi, India and the services got expanded there as well. Today, Food Pay has spread its footprint in around 9+ states in all over India including Gujarat, Rajasthan, Madhya Pradesh, Punjab and many more big cities. Food Pay has also become India's largest indigenous food home delivery service platform through mobile app by covering almost 40+ cities with 60+ franchises across all over India.

MISSION AND VISION

The Mission of Food Pay is to provide hygienic, good quality food and grocery delivery services to its customers so that every citizen of the country can get easy access to best food home delivery with lowest price. The aim of the company is to become the world's best food home delivery service provider one day by providing employment to the youth as well as providing selfemployment to its potential investors.

Food Pay also states that, "Our team is your team. When your mission is to get better, faster and smarter, you need the best people to pursue your vision. You need people who can create focused marketing strategies that align with business goals, who can turn their creativity into foundational campaigns, and who can analyze data to optimize every strategy along the way.

Food pay has been established with the vision of making the unemployed youth of India self- reliant and making the country strong by providing employment. Along this, its vision is also to provide best food home delivery services to its customers. It aims at increasing its service base across whole India through attracting its target audience and acquiring market through planned and well-developed company strategies.

FOOD PAY APPLICATION FEATURES

User Friendly: Leading the online food delivery experience in India that is simple and fast to use. Order on the app and get the food in few easy clicks.

Safe and secure delivery : You do not have to worry about your account credentials or personal details. Every transaction on Food Pay will be securely processed and you can be sure that your money will remain in safe hands.

Look Closely: You can view your desire food products with clear images and through brief descriptions before purchasing.

Multiple payment options: Choose the payment option of your choice, credit / debit card, net banking, UPI and can use food pay wallet / cash on delivery for quick checkout and hassle-free payment.

Order History: All your orders will appear in one place, you can track them or repeat them easily.

24x7 Customer Care: For all your questions and concerns regarding your order, you can call us anytime on 18004198144.

MAKE YOUR CAREER WITH FOOD PAY

Food pay is one of the largest private sector employers in India. With the help of a strong, consistent and qualitative HR framework, Food Pay seeks to maintain a progressive people environment, where purpose driven talent is attracted and engaged. Food Pay entrepreneurial culture aims to inspire all the employees to play an integral role in the growth of the company. Food pay recognizes and develops high caliber talent within the organization and provides them with the opportunities for accelerated learning and development. To achieve this, several initiatives have been taken by the organization, including on-the-job training, digital learning, and many more.

Food Pay says that is our people who tear us apart and increase our success from year to year, so they have created a high performance culture that emphasizes innovation and development which results in the growth of employees as well as organization. As a professional, you can find out that you have wider influence and more learning ability with your career at Food Pay. If you wish to apply for future job / franchise ,call us our toll free number 18004198144.

STATEMENTS BY FOUNDER AND DIRECTOR OF FOOD PAY - MR.ANUJ JI GUPTA

The tagline of Food Pay "WE SERVE HAPPINESS"- Not Only A Slogan But The Core Principle Of Our Business.

Here are some of the statements made by the founder in respect of Food Pay and all its the associated partners.

"From the very beginning, Food Pay has focused on a clear and simple goal to improve quality and to keep it at a high level on a daily basis, I believe that this is the only possible way to ensure long-term safe and secure delivery services .

But for all people despite the limitations and areas, there are values and ethical principles that are binding on all employees, including me, that specify our fundamental rules on how to work with our customers and partners.

It is important for me to create a work environment, which will be characterized by mutual trust and respect and will not allow any discrimination in view of the cultural differences of our staff members.

We also expect our business partners to act in accordance with the guidelines, which will follow the principles of our company, I firmly believe that this is the basis of mutual, profitable and long-term business relationships.

Quality is not just a term for me, but an important ethical and business principle of business for all employees, executive management and business partners. Safety and rules by mere practice and quality improve our results, as well as generate new ideas and move us forward."

ACHIEVEMENTS

Best Food Delivery app Award By Masterchef Ripu Daman I Next – Dainik Jagran March 2021

Excellent Entrepreneur Award By Deputy CM. Dr. Dinesh Sharma Red FM - Oct. 2021

UP Ratan Award By Deputy CM.Keshav Pd. Maurya News 18 - December 2021

Excellent Entrepreneur Award By Dr. Ajeet HOD Hind Medical College Dec 2021

Excellent Entrepreneur Award By Former Indian Cricketer Mr. Praveen Feb 2022

Excellent Entrepreneur Award By Swatantra Dev Singh Zee News - Feb 2022

Excellent Food Delivery Service Award By Shri Pawan Singh ( MLC. ) Chairman Of SR Group Of Institution And Shri Ajeet Pratap Singh ( PCS. ) Divya Future Sports Management May,2022

Excellent Food Delivery Service Award By Shri Asim Arun ( Samaj Kalyan Mantri ) Ex IPS Uttar Pradesh Police Red Fm - May,2022

Excellent Online Hygienic Food Delivery Service Award By Shri Dr RK Dhiman ( Director SG-PGI ) Dainik Jagran I Next - May,2022

Excellent Food Delivery Service Award By Deputy CM. Shri Brijesh Pathak Chairman Fever FM – HT Media Jun ,2022

CONTACT US

Registered Office: 2nd Floor Sulaxmi Complex, Beside Hotel J.P. , Olandganj , Jaunpur , Uttar Pradesh -India - 222002

Head Office: Sf-6, 2nd Floor, Pearls Omaxe Tower ( Shopping Mall ), Netaji Subhash Place ( NSP ) Pitampura, Delhi - India 110034

Uttar Pradesh Branch Office: 1st Floor D-317 In Front Of Urdu Academy, Near Madhurima Sweets, Vibhuti Khand, Gomti Nagar, Lucknow , Uttar Pradesh - India 226010

Corporate Office: Raj Ratna Industrial Estate, B. J. Patel Road, Malad (West) Opposite S. N.D.T. Girls College, Mumbai , Maharashtra - India 400064

Call : +91 7379984444 Toll Free : 18004198144

Website: www.foodpay44.com

Connect With Facebook : https://www.facebook.com/foodpay44/ Connect With You Tube : https://youtube.com/channel/UCmz7NF4GuMKmIVDnF4hwgkA Connect with Instagram : @foodpay_44

Download The Customer App : https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.foodpay Download The Store Partner App : https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.foodpay.store Download The Delivery Partner App : https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.foodpay.delivery Download The Franchise Partner App : https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.foodpay.franchise

[sheilamae22]

"MY JOURNEY "

My name is Sheila Mae Roguian. My parents always call me "potpot", especially my brothers who often tease me with that nickname. However in the classroom, I prefer my classmates to call me Sheila. I was born on July 22, 2006 and Im 17 years Old. I live in Brgy Sta.catalina Talugtug Nueva Ecija.My Mothers name is Amy A. Roguian she was born August 05, 1984 and her age is 39 years old .She works as an OFW in Saudi Arabia in Jeddah. On other hand, My Father's name is Rodel C. Roguian He was born on March 06,1979 ,he is 44 years old and he works as a farmer i'am also the oldest in my four siblings.

I Studied kindergarten at East Central School. During that time ,I was always teased because they thought my face was so ugly, and they called me" iyakin" because when I don't achieve what I need or want, I feel like crying. But when I meet Hashelle I'm not lonely anymore.She was my Bff ,we always go in toy store buy some our toys.Then when we go home. My parents mad at me,because I'am 'pasaway' but after kindergarten graduation, we moved our house in Sta. Catalina because of many pleasant things happened. I couldn't say goodbye to Hashelle when we were moving and she waited for me. I missed her a lot during that time. Then I studied Elementary in Sta. catalina, when I was grade 1 my teacher laughs at me because I'm already grade 1 but I still drink milk in the bottle and have a mom in school who at there always look at me. When Ma'am Maricel Noticed she told to the whole class, that it's not allowed to bring parents to school, specially drinking a Milk in the bottle, so I talk to mom to go home because my teacher Mad at me.

I'm Consistent honor Student, my parents always motivate me, they said "Lalaingam tupas kayam ata" My heart melted so much when I heard that but some other point Im afraid to dissappoint my parents because they always see that I can do but in the Middle in the night .I'm always get tired sleepless and lack of food, just to do our homework and performance task ,they don't know that I want to give up . Because they always expect to much at me specially the people sorround me. They taught when your were in Competition "with Honor ka kaya moyan" But in some other point that's my fear Because if I don't win in Competition they said "Honor pero talo "Sometimes to be a Honor Student is so difficult they alway see you as a perfect but don't .We are also person who mentally, emotionall and physically tired.

I'am also good in a chess game. Before my papa and my brothers always win at me, but now I'm always win over with them specially when there are betting ,each game have cost 20 peros and I won 120 in my "Tito". I'm always glad that their are my family, because they taught to me how to be a good person, playing a chess is my Comfortzone because whenever I play I enjoy so much. But you can use your critical thinking and their are quote in Chess "You Cannot Undo the moves but you can make the next Step better" and that is true.