Fast Food

21 May 19
OKPadi

Couples intuitively spend a lot of cash on unimportant things, it’s so natural,

21 May 19
Daily Dog Stuff

Dogs are susceptible to a number of different health issues. Some are more common than others. While most seasoned dog owners are familiar with things like hip dysplasia, diabetes, or heart problems, not many are familiar with pancreatitis. As the name of this condition would suggest, pancreatitis affects the way your dog’s pancreas operates. It’s […]

21 May 19
Far from what I once was...

Levi’s due date was May 2. I knew that date was really a benchmark – he could come anywhere from 2 weeks early to 2 weeks late. I also knew that as a first time mom I was likely to be late (though I hoped he would come early!) Justin and I did our last minute […]

21 May 19
Dr. Eddy Bettermann MD

This is a chapter from my Surviving Cancer Compendium and is a continuation of my work on mitochondrial medicine. The mitochondria are everything to a person who has cancer because what is happening to our mitochondria colonies inside of our cells is happening to us. Whether we live or die is up to our mitochondria so the last […]

21 May 19
Newsy Today

(Would you like to receive this information by email? the registration.) Good evening. This is the latest. 1. The Democrats increasingly dispersed how President Trump is held accountable. Former White House lawyer Donald McGahn emerged

21 May 19
Santa Cruz Sentinel
CLICK HERE if you are having trouble viewing these photos on a mobile device It was a bright and sunny afternoon — but the deceptive kind that seems swell but sends shadows looming large and hides riddles inside enigmas wrapped tight in conundrums and stuffed in the trunk of an old Chevy Corvair. Well, actually, those puzzles were stuffed in a cave of a building, the back of the old exhibit hall at San Francisco’s Palace of Fine Arts, where the Exploratorium once was. Now the space houses Palace Games, a diabolical den of escape rooms crammed with tricks, traps and trepidation, a place where you have to puzzle your way out or die trying – or at least end up looking lame in front of your friends. We assembled a mysterious group to face the challenge— a cadre of Conan Doyles, a cache of Christies, a huddle of Hammetts, a squad of Spillanes, Bay Area mystery writers all. Among them,  Carole Price, author of “Vineyard Prey”; Margaret Dumas, “Murder at the Palace”; Simon Wood, “Saving Grace”; Ann Parker, “A Dying Note”; and Janet Finsilver, “Murder at the Marina.” Plus the group’s ringleader, Penny Warner —”The Code Busters Club” and “The Official Nancy Drew Handbook” — and her husband Tom (not a mystery writer, but probably a decent Joe in his own right. Or Tom, as the case may be). All (except maybe Tom) are pros at dropping clues, and they already pack a Carolyn Keene sense of adventure. But could they turn it around, reverse engineer a plot, solve the mystery and get out without looking lame? Indeed, the gumshoe was on the other foot. The game was afoot, too. Combined, these made for a challenging feat. “We’re very good at solving the puzzles that we write, but that’s a different story,” joked Penny, clad in an apropos “Clue” T-shirt. On a recent Wednesday morning, they checked in at the Palace Games front office and chose a team name: “Writers Cramped.” Perfect. A quick pit stop and they were ready to go. “We managed to escape the restroom, at least,” Dumas said with a wry grin. A guide, known only as Greg – an alias, perhaps? – led them down blood-red hallways to a tiny room that fit their “cramped” moniker. Staged to resemble a Victorian-era parlor, The Edison Room is one of three “escape rooms” at the Palace, and, Greg said, it’s rated sixth-best in the world. With the game about to begin, nerves and neck hairs were on edge. You could slice through the tension like a blade through a carotid artery. In the Edison Room, there were, as expected, Edison lightbulbs. Plus a gramophone, a tin ceiling, corner cabinets with apothecary jars and padlocks on top of padlocks. Were these the clues? Was everything a clue? “Not the rug,” Greg warned, “so don’t pull up the rug.” Check. No rug. But probably everything else meant something else. A cryptic audible message – ostensibly from Edison himself – crackled over the gramophone: “Within my hidden laboratory lies the secret to my success.” Helpful. Not. The team set to work, tugging on drawers, moving chairs, turning up pieces of a wooden puzzle. Then hunched over a desk, heads together like a pack of dogs on the scent of juicy meat, they assembled the image. There were symbols. A code? “This looks like a horse. This looks like water,” Wood announced with glee. “This one either means fire or the Rebel Alliance.” Finsilver took charge of the paper and pencil conveniently — and mysteriously — stashed on the desk, keeping notes of various clues. Others knocked on walls, checking for secret panels. There were no secret panels. But having laid such traps themselves in literary realms, the mystery writers knew this one room wasn’t the whole shebang. Surely a passage would emerge. Someone pointed to a large photo of Edison on the wall, guessing it was the door. “I’m suspicious of anything so obvious,” Finsilver said, suspiciously. It was the door. It was obvious. Someone did something – they weren’t sure what – and the lights suddenly flickered. Edison’s photo slid into the wall, revealing a laboratory with all manner of dials, wheels, schematics and test tubes. The team had been told they had 100 minutes to complete the whole escape. They’d be alerted to the fast-passing time by the ring of an old-fashioned telephone, the kind you’d find on the battered desk in the seedy office of a sketchy private eye. The phone rang. Already? The amateur sleuths began spinning wheels, on the wall and in their minds. They activated various light tubes trying to find a pattern, but to no avail. They needed a sign. Luckily, there was a sign. “When all else fails, read the sign!” Wood said. Lights flickered again. Another secret passage opened, leading into an even larger room filled with illuminated jars and gizmos. More and more complex, the riddles became. More and more annoying, the ringing phone became. Time ticked a swift staccato. When Price found a set of keys, they all charged back to the first room with the still-locked cabinets and locked desk drawer. Eureka! Inside, a puzzle box with jars. Symbols. Patterns. What could they mean? More puzzles and codes, more rooms, more tricks. Time closed in like the lid of that Chevy trunk, slamming down on top of them. They took heart from a framed Edison quote, which also turned out to be a clue: “I have not failed. I have just found 10,000 ways that won’t work.” Finally, time ran out like a perp from a crime scene. Greg, if that’s his real name, popped in out of nowhere to offer some cryptic help. “It  was a hint, not help,” Wood said. “Besides,” Parker added, “when do writers ever meet their deadlines?”[related_articles location=”left” show_article_date=”false” article_type=”automatic-primary-tag”] The hint enabled the final solution, only about seven-percent late. Victory, without murder, most foul or otherwise. No crime, no punishment. Just a time to chill and make the long good-byes. ESCAPE AT THE PALACE San Francisco’s Palace Games offers three types of Victorian-era escape rooms ($400 for up to 10 people) inspired by Thomas Edison, Harry Houdini and Theodore Roosevelt at the Palace of Fine Arts. Find details and book an escape room at https://palace-games.com. ESCAPE INTO A BOOK Penny Warner has written more than 50 award-winning books for adults, teens and kids, including “The Code Busters Club” mystery series and three food-centric San Francisco mysteries; www.pennywarner.com. Carole Price‘s “Shakespeare in the Vineyard” series, which includes “Vineyard Prey,” mixes Livermore’s wine country with plenty of Shakespearean drama and murderous mayhem; https://carolepricemysteries.com. Margaret Dumas‘ just-published “Murder at the Palace” uses a vintage San Francisco movie theater as the setting for murder, mayhem and ghostly sightings; www.margaretdumas.com. Simon Wood‘s latest thriller, “Saving Grace,” places a former reporter and his family in peril as a San Francisco kidnapper threatens the city; http://simonwood.net. Ann Parker‘s 19th-century mysteries — including “A Dying Note,” which involves a San Francisco music store and a madam called Frisco Flo — take place during the Wild West’s Silver Rush; www.annparker.net. Janet Finsilver‘s mysteries — including “Murder at the Marina,” which was published in April —revolve around an innkeeper-turned-amateur sleuth in the Mendocino-esque town of Redwood Cove; http://janetfinsilver.com.
21 May 19
The Mercury News
CLICK HERE if you are having trouble viewing these photos on a mobile device It was a bright and sunny afternoon — but the deceptive kind that seems swell but sends shadows looming large and hides riddles inside enigmas wrapped tight in conundrums and stuffed in the trunk of an old Chevy Corvair. Well, actually, those puzzles were stuffed in a cave of a building, the back of the old exhibit hall at San Francisco’s Palace of Fine Arts, where the Exploratorium once was. Now the space houses Palace Games, a diabolical den of escape rooms crammed with tricks, traps and trepidation, a place where you have to puzzle your way out or die trying – or at least end up looking lame in front of your friends. We assembled a mysterious group to face the challenge— a cadre of Conan Doyles, a cache of Christies, a huddle of Hammetts, a squad of Spillanes, Bay Area mystery writers all. Among them,  Carole Price, author of “Vineyard Prey”; Margaret Dumas, “Murder at the Palace”; Simon Wood, “Saving Grace”; Ann Parker, “A Dying Note”; and Janet Finsilver, “Murder at the Marina.” Plus the group’s ringleader, Penny Warner —”The Code Busters Club” and “The Official Nancy Drew Handbook” — and her husband Tom (not a mystery writer, but probably a decent Joe in his own right. Or Tom, as the case may be). All (except maybe Tom) are pros at dropping clues, and they already pack a Carolyn Keene sense of adventure. But could they turn it around, reverse engineer a plot, solve the mystery and get out without looking lame? Indeed, the gumshoe was on the other foot. The game was afoot, too. Combined, these made for a challenging feat. “We’re very good at solving the puzzles that we write, but that’s a different story,” joked Penny, clad in an apropos “Clue” T-shirt. On a recent Wednesday morning, they checked in at the Palace Games front office and chose a team name: “Writers Cramped.” Perfect. A quick pit stop and they were ready to go. “We managed to escape the restroom, at least,” Dumas said with a wry grin. A guide, known only as Greg – an alias, perhaps? – led them down blood-red hallways to a tiny room that fit their “cramped” moniker. Staged to resemble a Victorian-era parlor, The Edison Room is one of three “escape rooms” at the Palace, and, Greg said, it’s rated sixth-best in the world. With the game about to begin, nerves and neck hairs were on edge. You could slice through the tension like a blade through a carotid artery. In the Edison Room, there were, as expected, Edison lightbulbs. Plus a gramophone, a tin ceiling, corner cabinets with apothecary jars and padlocks on top of padlocks. Were these the clues? Was everything a clue? “Not the rug,” Greg warned, “so don’t pull up the rug.” Check. No rug. But probably everything else meant something else. A cryptic audible message – ostensibly from Edison himself – crackled over the gramophone: “Within my hidden laboratory lies the secret to my success.” Helpful. Not. The team set to work, tugging on drawers, moving chairs, turning up pieces of a wooden puzzle. Then hunched over a desk, heads together like a pack of dogs on the scent of juicy meat, they assembled the image. There were symbols. A code? “This looks like a horse. This looks like water,” Wood announced with glee. “This one either means fire or the Rebel Alliance.” Finsilver took charge of the paper and pencil conveniently — and mysteriously — stashed on the desk, keeping notes of various clues. Others knocked on walls, checking for secret panels. There were no secret panels. But having laid such traps themselves in literary realms, the mystery writers knew this one room wasn’t the whole shebang. Surely a passage would emerge. Someone pointed to a large photo of Edison on the wall, guessing it was the door. “I’m suspicious of anything so obvious,” Finsilver said, suspiciously. It was the door. It was obvious. Someone did something – they weren’t sure what – and the lights suddenly flickered. Edison’s photo slid into the wall, revealing a laboratory with all manner of dials, wheels, schematics and test tubes. The team had been told they had 100 minutes to complete the whole escape. They’d be alerted to the fast-passing time by the ring of an old-fashioned telephone, the kind you’d find on the battered desk in the seedy office of a sketchy private eye. The phone rang. Already? The amateur sleuths began spinning wheels, on the wall and in their minds. They activated various light tubes trying to find a pattern, but to no avail. They needed a sign. Luckily, there was a sign. “When all else fails, read the sign!” Wood said. Lights flickered again. Another secret passage opened, leading into an even larger room filled with illuminated jars and gizmos. More and more complex, the riddles became. More and more annoying, the ringing phone became. Time ticked a swift staccato. When Price found a set of keys, they all charged back to the first room with the still-locked cabinets and locked desk drawer. Eureka! Inside, a puzzle box with jars. Symbols. Patterns. What could they mean? More puzzles and codes, more rooms, more tricks. Time closed in like the lid of that Chevy trunk, slamming down on top of them. They took heart from a framed Edison quote, which also turned out to be a clue: “I have not failed. I have just found 10,000 ways that won’t work.” Finally, time ran out like a perp from a crime scene. Greg, if that’s his real name, popped in out of nowhere to offer some cryptic help. “It  was a hint, not help,” Wood said. “Besides,” Parker added, “when do writers ever meet their deadlines?”[related_articles location=”left” show_article_date=”false” article_type=”automatic-primary-tag”] The hint enabled the final solution, only about seven-percent late. Victory, without murder, most foul or otherwise. No crime, no punishment. Just a time to chill and make the long good-byes. ESCAPE AT THE PALACE San Francisco’s Palace Games offers three types of Victorian-era escape rooms ($400 for up to 10 people) inspired by Thomas Edison, Harry Houdini and Theodore Roosevelt at the Palace of Fine Arts. Find details and book an escape room at https://palace-games.com. ESCAPE INTO A BOOK Penny Warner has written more than 50 award-winning books for adults, teens and kids, including “The Code Busters Club” mystery series and three food-centric San Francisco mysteries; www.pennywarner.com. Carole Price‘s “Shakespeare in the Vineyard” series, which includes “Vineyard Prey,” mixes Livermore’s wine country with plenty of Shakespearean drama and murderous mayhem; https://carolepricemysteries.com. Margaret Dumas‘ just-published “Murder at the Palace” uses a vintage San Francisco movie theater as the setting for murder, mayhem and ghostly sightings; www.margaretdumas.com. Simon Wood‘s latest thriller, “Saving Grace,” places a former reporter and his family in peril as a San Francisco kidnapper threatens the city; http://simonwood.net. Ann Parker‘s 19th-century mysteries — including “A Dying Note,” which involves a San Francisco music store and a madam called Frisco Flo — take place during the Wild West’s Silver Rush; www.annparker.net. Janet Finsilver‘s mysteries — including “Murder at the Marina,” which was published in April —revolve around an innkeeper-turned-amateur sleuth in the Mendocino-esque town of Redwood Cove; http://janetfinsilver.com.
21 May 19
East Bay Times
CLICK HERE if you are having trouble viewing these photos on a mobile device It was a bright and sunny afternoon — but the deceptive kind that seems swell but sends shadows looming large and hides riddles inside enigmas wrapped tight in conundrums and stuffed in the trunk of an old Chevy Corvair. Well, actually, those puzzles were stuffed in a cave of a building, the back of the old exhibit hall at San Francisco’s Palace of Fine Arts, where the Exploratorium once was. Now the space houses Palace Games, a diabolical den of escape rooms crammed with tricks, traps and trepidation, a place where you have to puzzle your way out or die trying – or at least end up looking lame in front of your friends. We assembled a mysterious group to face the challenge— a cadre of Conan Doyles, a cache of Christies, a huddle of Hammetts, a squad of Spillanes, Bay Area mystery writers all. Among them,  Carole Price, author of “Vineyard Prey”; Margaret Dumas, “Murder at the Palace”; Simon Wood, “Saving Grace”; Ann Parker, “A Dying Note”; and Janet Finsilver, “Murder at the Marina.” Plus the group’s ringleader, Penny Warner —”The Code Busters Club” and “The Official Nancy Drew Handbook” — and her husband Tom (not a mystery writer, but probably a decent Joe in his own right. Or Tom, as the case may be). All (except maybe Tom) are pros at dropping clues, and they already pack a Carolyn Keene sense of adventure. But could they turn it around, reverse engineer a plot, solve the mystery and get out without looking lame? Indeed, the gumshoe was on the other foot. The game was afoot, too. Combined, these made for a challenging feat. “We’re very good at solving the puzzles that we write, but that’s a different story,” joked Penny, clad in an apropos “Clue” T-shirt. On a recent Wednesday morning, they checked in at the Palace Games front office and chose a team name: “Writers Cramped.” Perfect. A quick pit stop and they were ready to go. “We managed to escape the restroom, at least,” Dumas said with a wry grin. A guide, known only as Greg – an alias, perhaps? – led them down blood-red hallways to a tiny room that fit their “cramped” moniker. Staged to resemble a Victorian-era parlor, The Edison Room is one of three “escape rooms” at the Palace, and, Greg said, it’s rated sixth-best in the world. With the game about to begin, nerves and neck hairs were on edge. You could slice through the tension like a blade through a carotid artery. In the Edison Room, there were, as expected, Edison lightbulbs. Plus a gramophone, a tin ceiling, corner cabinets with apothecary jars and padlocks on top of padlocks. Were these the clues? Was everything a clue? “Not the rug,” Greg warned, “so don’t pull up the rug.” Check. No rug. But probably everything else meant something else. A cryptic audible message – ostensibly from Edison himself – crackled over the gramophone: “Within my hidden laboratory lies the secret to my success.” Helpful. Not. The team set to work, tugging on drawers, moving chairs, turning up pieces of a wooden puzzle. Then hunched over a desk, heads together like a pack of dogs on the scent of juicy meat, they assembled the image. There were symbols. A code? “This looks like a horse. This looks like water,” Wood announced with glee. “This one either means fire or the Rebel Alliance.” Finsilver took charge of the paper and pencil conveniently — and mysteriously — stashed on the desk, keeping notes of various clues. Others knocked on walls, checking for secret panels. There were no secret panels. But having laid such traps themselves in literary realms, the mystery writers knew this one room wasn’t the whole shebang. Surely a passage would emerge. Someone pointed to a large photo of Edison on the wall, guessing it was the door. “I’m suspicious of anything so obvious,” Finsilver said, suspiciously. It was the door. It was obvious. Someone did something – they weren’t sure what – and the lights suddenly flickered. Edison’s photo slid into the wall, revealing a laboratory with all manner of dials, wheels, schematics and test tubes. The team had been told they had 100 minutes to complete the whole escape. They’d be alerted to the fast-passing time by the ring of an old-fashioned telephone, the kind you’d find on the battered desk in the seedy office of a sketchy private eye. The phone rang. Already? The amateur sleuths began spinning wheels, on the wall and in their minds. They activated various light tubes trying to find a pattern, but to no avail. They needed a sign. Luckily, there was a sign. “When all else fails, read the sign!” Wood said. Lights flickered again. Another secret passage opened, leading into an even larger room filled with illuminated jars and gizmos. More and more complex, the riddles became. More and more annoying, the ringing phone became. Time ticked a swift staccato. When Price found a set of keys, they all charged back to the first room with the still-locked cabinets and locked desk drawer. Eureka! Inside, a puzzle box with jars. Symbols. Patterns. What could they mean? More puzzles and codes, more rooms, more tricks. Time closed in like the lid of that Chevy trunk, slamming down on top of them. They took heart from a framed Edison quote, which also turned out to be a clue: “I have not failed. I have just found 10,000 ways that won’t work.” Finally, time ran out like a perp from a crime scene. Greg, if that’s his real name, popped in out of nowhere to offer some cryptic help. “It  was a hint, not help,” Wood said. “Besides,” Parker added, “when do writers ever meet their deadlines?”[related_articles location=”left” show_article_date=”false” article_type=”automatic-primary-tag”] The hint enabled the final solution, only about seven-percent late. Victory, without murder, most foul or otherwise. No crime, no punishment. Just a time to chill and make the long good-byes. ESCAPE AT THE PALACE San Francisco’s Palace Games offers three types of Victorian-era escape rooms ($400 for up to 10 people) inspired by Thomas Edison, Harry Houdini and Theodore Roosevelt at the Palace of Fine Arts. Find details and book an escape room at https://palace-games.com. ESCAPE INTO A BOOK Penny Warner has written more than 50 award-winning books for adults, teens and kids, including “The Code Busters Club” mystery series and three food-centric San Francisco mysteries; www.pennywarner.com. Carole Price‘s “Shakespeare in the Vineyard” series, which includes “Vineyard Prey,” mixes Livermore’s wine country with plenty of Shakespearean drama and murderous mayhem; https://carolepricemysteries.com. Margaret Dumas‘ just-published “Murder at the Palace” uses a vintage San Francisco movie theater as the setting for murder, mayhem and ghostly sightings; www.margaretdumas.com. Simon Wood‘s latest thriller, “Saving Grace,” places a former reporter and his family in peril as a San Francisco kidnapper threatens the city; http://simonwood.net. Ann Parker‘s 19th-century mysteries — including “A Dying Note,” which involves a San Francisco music store and a madam called Frisco Flo — take place during the Wild West’s Silver Rush; www.annparker.net. Janet Finsilver‘s mysteries — including “Murder at the Marina,” which was published in April —revolve around an innkeeper-turned-amateur sleuth in the Mendocino-esque town of Redwood Cove; http://janetfinsilver.com.
21 May 19
The cool prince tribute las vegas blog

There are a couple of things to consider prior to hiring a ring. Then search for a different one, if it refuses to play tunes that you would like. Therefore, in the event that you'd like your mobile to work with quite a few bands, you must have multi band mobiles. You need to determine […]

21 May 19
Passing For Normal

actually my mind is far from chaotic right now…its calm and calculating and just thinking a lot about a lot of different things and im trying to write this before the fuzziness takes me over again and i cant think any more…time for a come to jesus meeting with myself before i end up in […]

21 May 19
My Life. My Migraine.

How does one break away from migraine pain when the use of the migraine abortive medications specifically comes with headaches as a side effect?

You don’t.

21 May 19
LF

Plastic pollution is defined as the accumulation of the different types of plastic material on land, as well as in water bodies like rivers, oceans, canals, lakes. As a commodity, it is used on a large scale all around the world. Basically, it is a synthetic polymer that consists of many organic and inorganic compounds, […]

21 May 19
Mike's Game Store

The Empires of Sand Culture Pack brings three new playable factions and new religion features to Total War™: ATTILA. – New Factions; Aksum, Himyar and Tanukhids with new unique units.– New Campaign mechanics.– New Horde mechanics.– New Religion features. Aksum, Himyar and the Tanukhids may be used in Single or Multiplayer Campaign modes and Custom […]

21 May 19
Bloggrman

MATTHEW 4:4 NKJ 4 But He answered and said, “It is written, `Man shall not live by bread alone, but by every word that proceeds from the mouth of God.’” You may neglect the Word of God and still exist, but you will not enjoy life – really live – as God intended, without feeding […]

21 May 19
FIIT Collective

My partner and I recently attended the Burbury Whole Foods workshop, Introduction to Whole Foods. The owners of Burbury Whole Foods (Tash and Tom) are passionate about inspiring individuals to cook with whole foods. That includes educating people on how to be more sustainable, and more conscious when cooking and eating. I knew Tash prior […]

21 May 19
CBS Dallas / Fort Worth

In an email to CBS 11 News, Cuban said he invested in Fat Shack, “because everyone needs a cheat day now and then.”

21 May 19
João Pessoa, Brazil Mission

Hey guys! Okay so this week I hit a soild 10 months in Brasil! Time is flying by crazy fast and I’m not exactly sure how I feel about it if I’m being honest. It’s so exciting to think about being home in December but it’s so sad at the same time! Brasil has come […]