This book constitutes the refereed proceedings of the First IFIP TC6 Working Conference on Wireless On-Demand Network Systems, WONS 2004, held in Madonna di Campiglio, Italy in January 2004.
The 25 revised full papers presented together with 7 short papers were carefully reviewed and selected from 77 submissions. The papers are organized in topical sections on localization and mobility management; MAC and radio resource management; Bluetooth scatternets; ad-hoc routing; security, applications, and service support; MAC analytical models; and on-demand Internet access.
With Energy drinks on the surge as many youths use it as an aphrodisiac (Intensifies sexual desires) and as we know in the music industry sex sells. There is a big campaign between Red Bull and Monster Energy Drinks to start a huge rivalry in a limit partnership.
Red Bull and Monster Energy Drinks are siding up with many Pop artists in a huge campaign to make Red Bull and Monster in the energy drinks market what Coke and Pepsi is in the soft drinks market. .
We are hoping to get sponsorship from Monster, because it is our choice of energy drinks. Monster is basically the same thing as Red Bull meaning it works the same, however Monster give you double the bang for your buck. They are both equally quality drinks and the goal is to make consumers choose between the two as they corner the market with hop Hip Hop Commercials on stations like MTV, BET, VH1 and Nationwide Radio Airplay that caters to the consumer group targeted by this campaign.
There couldn’t be a better summation for The Marriage Ref, NBC’s new show that premiered after the Winter Olympics. The show basically consists of couples submitting their “issues” for verdict from a celebrity panel and in front of a mass audience.
I’ve only seen part of one show to check it out and have big problems with it.
Let’s just say that the show left on me with a not-so-pretty impression. My thoughts about the show were even more solidified when looking at it through the convictions instilled in me from my youth.
What the show essentially does is make a spectacle of marriage by thrusting it in the public square, displaying a couple’s problems for mass strangers to basically ridicule.
A couple’s problems submitted before a celebrity panel only adds insult to injury…as if these celebrities know how to keep their own marriages in tact. Someone like Madonna? Or Alec Baldwin?
Please…
The stories of these celebrities (in and of themselves) are to be pitied and not laughed at.
But having them on the show’s “marriage panel” exposes the show as a faux solution to really dealing with a dynamic duo’s problems.
The Marriage Ref hijacks the sacredness of a couple working through their problems, strengthening their marriage in the privacy of their own home.
With the Marriage Ref, the institution becomes a big clown show, a circus.
Think twice before laughing at what really isn’t comedy.
Purim is the only time a boy or girl can walk down the street with face paint, Mickey Mouse ears, or a pink cowboy hat and this is considered ok and even the slightest bit mandatory. This is what I love about living in Israel.
I had the privilege this year of celebrating two very different Purims in two very different cities.
Purim in Tel Aviv happened on Saturday night, February 27, though I only went out Friday night.
That didn’t stop me from hearing the noise on the streets–people yelling, screaming, celebrating, loud firecrackers going off–even when I was in the house.(Guess that’s what you get from living on Dizengoff.)
In Tel Aviv, I was a girl from the Eighties!
I may just look like Madonna on acid! Hey, it’s Purim!
I celebrated in my favorite bar with my best friends in Tel Aviv and the place was crowded with costumes–pirates, bumblebees, a caveman, Lady Gaga, flappers, and more.
Purim in Jerusalem stars on Sunday night, February 28, but I headed there for a party and Purim seudah on Monday, March 1.
For those that don’t know, Purim occurs in Jerusalem one day later then the rest of Israel because some of the cities in Persia where the story of Esther and Haman occurred celebrated one day later then others. One city, Shushan, celebrated a day later and wanted to honor Jerusalem as a holy city in their celebration (No one was living in Israel at the time.) Thus, Jerusalem has come to celebrate Purim one day later than everyone else in the country. How’s that for special?
I celebrated Purim in Jerusalem by visiting the Western Wall and celebrating with a religious family I know from New Jersey who lives in the neighborhood of Ramot. Because they are quite observant, I respectfully followed their rules of modesty and made sure my outfit included a skirt and that my elbows and collarbone were covered.
I was a gypsy. Luckily, rules of strict black and white didn’t apply here but I did make sure that my elbows, knees, and collarbone were covered.
(PS You don’t see it in this picture but I made sure to wear a white shirt under the red peasant shirt to respect those rules of modesty.)
While Tel Avivians do have their family seudah (holiday meal) on Purim and make customary gift bags (mishloach manot) for friends and family, much of the atmosphere for twentysomethings was focused on going to clubs and partying.
Quite different from the Jerusalem atmosphere where people were milling the streets but parties happened inside the home. Surprisingly, I didn’t see too many people dressed up on the streets (in comparison to Tel Aviv) and later learned this was maybe because 1) A lot of people keep their costumes for the home and 2) much of the Haredim don’t dress up at all.
The thing that sets my outfits apart from others is–I used all of my own clothes. I bougth maybe one or two accessories for each but the basic outfits came from my own closet. Though, I would never NEVER wear them in daily life the way I put them together here.
The white shirt with the face is from Castro. The face is a little loud so I usually top it with a cardigan.
The pink mesh tank is usually worn over something black. I have a black mesh tank in the same color and usually I layer the two (pink underneath, black on top) for a cool effect. Tank is from H&M
Leggings are from American Apparel. They are very statement-making so I usually wear them with long black boots to throw off the bright colors.
The red peasant top is actually a tunic and I love to wear it with leggings. It’s from Alloy.
The black skirt is the most gypsy-ish I could find. I borrowed it from my roommate.
I covered the skirt with scarves in the mismatched nature of a gypsy. The purple animal print (not very gypsy, mind you) is Inbal Gvili. Other scarves were from Israeli stores Castro and Profil.
Mom’s Madonna
Front Porch
Albuquerque, New Mexico Karen Rivera
Most of the houses in my neighborhood have a backyard Madonna keeping watch. This one, graceful and simple, is perfectly placed on a pale stucco front porch. Freshly painted and draped with a rosary made form silver roses and small birds, this front porch Madonna adds color and spirituality.
My friend Steven Christopher Wallace texted me today to tell me he had finally watched one of my favorite movies, “To Live and Die in L.A.” which he had never seen before due to extreme procrastination. The conversation brought on one of my childhood flashbacks. I remember in perhaps 1986, as a wide eyed, jean jacket wearing, mirror tinted sunglasses sporting, prepubescent 80’s kid, that one of the only times I ever bonded with my stepdad was one afternoon we sat on the couch and watched “To Live and Die in LA” in its entirety followed by a basketball game(the Chicago Bulls vs. someone.) It is one of the few memories I have of being a child where there was not some sort of anxiety or childhood trauma involved. And I use the word “trauma” loosely as in from the perspective of a child. Getting grounded no TV for a week for sneaking your football back from the 3rd grade teacher who unjustly took it from you…or having to sleep with the lights out with a talking Pee Wee Herman doll visible in your room is traumatic to a kid.
Speaking of the 80’s, whenever I hear popular 80’s songs I am reminded of how I comically misheard the lyrics to many of them:
Take for example the chorus of Madonna’s “Material Girl” which I heard many times being dragged shopping with my Dynasty era, diet pepsi drinking 80’s mom. Waiting hours and hours while my mother spent ungodly amounts of time browsing and trying on shoulder padded clothing and pantyhose at fashionation (a hip 80’s clothing store not to be confused with the porno boutique chain “fascinations”)
“everybody’s living in a material world, and i am a material girl”
is how it went, but I mistook the lyrics for:
“cause everybody’s living in a cereal world, and I am in a cereal bowl”
And I REALLY thought those were the words to the song.
another fine example was how I thought the song “The Heat is On” was really “Peter’s Uncle” (I had a friend named Peter, though why someone would be writing a song about his uncle and it subsequently playing on nationally syndicated radio was outside the bb gun scope of my logic at the time)
I still remember the disappointment while riding in a truck when I told my own uncle how “I really like that song that just played, “Peter’s Uncle” only to have him get briefly confused, laugh and then tell me “that’s not Peter’s Uncle” it’s “The Heat is on.”
And so it is. In the real world of material girls, here I am a serial boy, in a cereal bowl, living in a cereal world…kind of explains a lot. I’ve often wondered if I was perhaps the ONLY person out of the millions who heard these songs to interpret the lyrics in this fashion.
I recently came across a website for creating fantasy music festival lineups. Needless to say, I got excited about it!
I’ve been such a terrible poster lately, but hopefully me sharing this awesome website will make you like me again. Sooo, here’s my music festival choices. Do you agree with me? How much could I charge for tickets?
My overall eargasmic concert experience with an indie rock emphasis:
If you can’t read the picture, the bands are: Tegan and Sara, Death Cab for Cutie, Red Hot Chili Peppers, Fiona Apple, Guster, The National, Phantom Planet, The xx, Uh Huh Her, Phoenix, St. Vincent, Ra Ra Riot, Florence + the Machine, Wintersleep, Metric.
If I started a dance party music festival…
Shiny Toy Guns, Madonna, Prince, La Roux, Lady Gaga, Peaches, MGMT, Of Montreal, Freezepop, Amanda Blank, Shwayze, M.I.A, The Veronicas, Moby, 3OH!3
If it was 30-40 years ago…
The Doors, Steve Miller Band, Pink Floyd, Creedence Clearwater Revival, Jimi Hendrix, Styx, Queen, Rush, Jefferson Airplane, The Clash, XTC, Tom Petty, The Doobie Brothers, Steppenwolf, Carole King.
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Mom’s Madonna
