public class StateChartBehaviour
extends jade.core.behaviours.CyclicBehaviour
| Modifier and Type | Field and Description |
|---|---|
private static java.lang.String |
BEGIN_EXCEPTION_MESSAGE |
private main.com.univlr.village.utils.statechart.StateChartState |
currentState |
private javax.xml.parsers.DocumentBuilderFactory |
factory |
private java.io.File |
file |
private static java.lang.String |
LOOK_IN_MODEL |
private java.lang.String |
name |
private javax.xml.xpath.XPath |
path |
private org.w3c.dom.Element |
root |
private static long |
serialVersionUID |
| Constructor and Description |
|---|
StateChartBehaviour(jade.core.Agent agent,
java.lang.String name)
Constructor of the
StateChartBehaviour . |
| Modifier and Type | Method and Description |
|---|---|
void |
action() |
private boolean |
evaluateInvariant(main.com.univlr.village.utils.statechart.StateChartInvariant invariant)
Allows to evaluate a
StateChartInvariant by executing the functions
contained in it. |
private void |
extractFirstState()
Allows to extract the first state of the model of the
StateChartBehaviour . |
private main.com.univlr.village.utils.statechart.StateChartState |
generateState(java.lang.String id)
Allows to generate a
StateChartState of the state chart model of the
StateChartBehaviour from its id in the XML file. |
private java.util.List<main.com.univlr.village.utils.statechart.StateChartTransition> |
getPossibleTransitions()
Allows to retrieve the possible transitions from the current
StateChartState of the StateChartBehaviour . |
private org.w3c.dom.Document |
loadDocument()
Allows to load a
Document from an XML file. |
private void |
loadDocumentAndCheckModel()
Allows to load the XML file as a dom
Document and to check if the
model of the StateChartBehaviour exist in the document. |
void |
onStart() |
private void |
performAction(java.util.List<main.com.univlr.village.utils.statechart.StateChartFunction> functions)
Allows to perform actions linked to a list of
StateChartFunction . |
private void |
performTransition(java.util.List<main.com.univlr.village.utils.statechart.StateChartTransition> transitions)
Allows to perform a transition to the next state in the
StateChartBehaviour . |
actionWrapper, block, block, getAgent, getBehaviourName, getDataStore, getExecutionState, getParent, getRestartCounter, handle, handleBlockEvent, handleRestartEvent, isRunnable, onEnd, restart, root, setAgent, setBehaviourName, setDataStore, setExecutionState
private static final long serialVersionUID
private java.io.File file
private java.lang.String name
private final transient javax.xml.parsers.DocumentBuilderFactory factory
private final transient javax.xml.xpath.XPath path
private transient org.w3c.dom.Element root
private static final java.lang.String LOOK_IN_MODEL
private static final java.lang.String BEGIN_EXCEPTION_MESSAGE
private main.com.univlr.village.utils.statechart.StateChartState currentState
public StateChartBehaviour(jade.core.Agent agent, java.lang.String name)
StateChartBehaviour
.agent
- the JADE Agent
using the behaviourname
- the name of the model that the behaviour has to keep track in
the XML filepublic void onStart()
onStart
in class jade.core.behaviours.Behaviour
public void action()
action
in class jade.core.behaviours.Behaviour
private org.w3c.dom.Document loadDocument() throws main.com.univlr.village.utils.statechart.StateChartBehaviourException
Document
from an XML file.Document
main.com.univlr.village.utils.statechart.StateChartBehaviourException
- if the file cannot be parsedprivate void extractFirstState() throws javax.xml.xpath.XPathExpressionException, main.com.univlr.village.utils.statechart.StateChartBehaviourException
StateChartBehaviour
.javax.xml.xpath.XPathExpressionException
- if the model components can not be found
in the filemain.com.univlr.village.utils.statechart.StateChartBehaviourException
- if some components attributes of the
components do not existprivate main.com.univlr.village.utils.statechart.StateChartState generateState(java.lang.String id) throws javax.xml.xpath.XPathExpressionException
StateChartState
of the state chart model of the
StateChartBehaviour
from its id in the XML file.id
- the id of the state found in the XML file as a String
StateChartState
containing the required
information to run the behaviourjavax.xml.xpath.XPathExpressionException
- if some components of the behaviour can not
be found in the fileprivate boolean evaluateInvariant(main.com.univlr.village.utils.statechart.StateChartInvariant invariant) throws main.com.univlr.village.utils.statechart.StateChartBehaviourException
StateChartInvariant
by executing the functions
contained in it.invariant
- the invariant to evaluate as a StateChartInvariant
true
if the invariant is respected, false
otherwisemain.com.univlr.village.utils.statechart.StateChartBehaviourException
- if at least one function in the
invariant cannot be called with the
given name or the given parametersprivate void performAction(java.util.List<main.com.univlr.village.utils.statechart.StateChartFunction> functions) throws main.com.univlr.village.utils.statechart.StateChartBehaviourException
StateChartFunction
.functions
- the functions to perform as a List
of StateChartFunction
main.com.univlr.village.utils.statechart.StateChartBehaviourException
- if at least one function of the list
cannot be called with the given name or
the given parametersprivate java.util.List<main.com.univlr.village.utils.statechart.StateChartTransition> getPossibleTransitions() throws main.com.univlr.village.utils.statechart.StateChartBehaviourException
StateChartState
of the StateChartBehaviour
.List
of
StateChartTransition
main.com.univlr.village.utils.statechart.StateChartBehaviourException
- if no state exist after the current
state, or if no transition exist from
the current state, or if some components
of the behaviour can not be found in the
fileprivate void performTransition(java.util.List<main.com.univlr.village.utils.statechart.StateChartTransition> transitions) throws main.com.univlr.village.utils.statechart.StateChartBehaviourException
StateChartBehaviour
.transitions
- the transitions that go from the current state as a
List
of StateChartTransition
main.com.univlr.village.utils.statechart.StateChartBehaviourException
- if no transition can be performed from
the current state, or if multiple
transitions can be performed, or if some
components of the behaviour can not be
found in the fileprivate void loadDocumentAndCheckModel()
Document
and to check if the
model of the StateChartBehaviour
exist in the document.


Tech 21 @ BPL
Lesson 1
Introduction to HTML
Overview
- Course Objectives
- Introduction to Digital Citizenship
- Purpose of HTML
- How to write HTML and commonly used tags
- Purpose of CSS
- How to use CSS to style HTML
- Assignment
Course Objectives
- Understand ethical digital citizenship
- Become a digital creator
- Develop a foundation for learning more about web development and programming in general
- Create a website to showcase personal interests or use as a portfolio
Digital Citizenship
- Digital Access
- Digital Communication
What is HTML?
Standardized system that tells the browser how to render (display) information by using tags and attributes as instructions.
Browsers transform tags into HTML elements that are contained in the Document Object Model, which is commonly referred to as the DOM.
CodePen
We will use CodePen as a tool for learning to write HTML. CodePen is a browser-based app that renders the HTML as we write it.
If you haven't already, create a CodePen account and get started!
https://codepen.io/
Review Questions
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How can you apply CSS styling to all elements?
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How can you change the font used?
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What is the purpose of a div?
What to look forward to in next week's lesson
We will learn how to improve the appearance and layout of a website using CSS.
Assignment
Construct the first page of your future website using CodePen. Begin with a preliminary idea (you may decide to change it later). Let's start structuring content.
- A title
- An introduction section
- One or more paragraphs containing information about your topic
- Links to other relevant websites
- Display images and other media relevant to your site
- Classes styled with CSS


@()(implicit request: MessagesRequestHeader)
@main("Open class Rules for Snooker O") {
Rules for the Open class
This is essentially a normal Score event:
- Collect all the controls in any order you like - do not punch any control more than once as that will cost you penalty points.
- The time limit is 60 minutes with punching start and punching finish. Maximum points gained in the minimum time wins.
- The basic 'punch' score is adjusted by mispunch and time penalties and then by the BOF recommended age/sex handicap values to get an overall score.
- Lateness penalties of 20 points per minute and part minute will be deducted if you return after the maximum allowed time.
- As the event is loosely based on the scoring format of snooker. There are 16 ‘balls’, 10 reds and six different colours.
 Controls representing the balls are pre-marked
on the map in the correct colour, control code and the nominal points value.
@hints(0)
@rulesCards()
}


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This weekend I proposed myself to clean the BlueDevil's bug list, at the beginning of the weekend the list had 42 bugs (including wishes), at this moment it has 18.
When I started the bug triage process, I realize that we had too much crashes so I decided to sit down and fix'em all, well I think I did and because of that we're releasing new versions for each branch including a new one (1.3) which is the only one that includes a huge change in the KDE Daemon that fixes a bunch of crashes.
Fixed in 1.0:


Fearless Hyena Reviewed by John N. Daily
I don't understand the meaning of the title of the movie as it relates to the film itself. Actually, I'm not even sure that I understand the film itself. Fearless Hyena is yet another attempt to cash in on the success of Drunken Master and, while this is not bad, it doesn't have enough unique qualities to allow it to stand on its own. Jackie plays another disobedient boy. more adept at mischief than he is at the Kung Fu he should be learning. In this one his grandfather (in some reviews I have heard him referred to as his father; this may be the case in a subtitled version) forbids him to use their family's Kung Fu in front of anyone, afraid that they will learn it.  This is set up rather early, and for the next thirty to forty minutes the fighting never lets up...sort of. You see, Jackie is afraid of being seen, so he must fight in disguise. While this is funny the first time (and it is definitely played for laughs), it is not as funny the third. There is some interesting choreography in these sequences, but not enough to carry it through. Later on in the film, something significant happens that forces Jackie to become a serious fighter, and the film changes tone a bit for the better. The training sequences here are almost as good as those in Drunken Master: Jackie does alternating push ups and sit ups against a wooden plank - while hanging upside down from a tree. Jackie pulls a load big enough for a horse - with his Master on top no less, and every muscle chords outward with strain; I don't think I've seen him look as good onscreen before or since. It's hard not to compare Fearless Hyena to Drunken Master with this being such an obvious carbon copy. Unfortunately, the film never seems to achieve the same level of humor or intensity that its predecessor did. It's certainly not his worst work - that distinction belongs to Killer Meteors on In Eagle Shadow Fist - but if you've already seen Drunken Master, there's really no need to watch this. Midway through the third or forth fight, Jackie removes a sword from between his thighs and declares "This is not funny." Maybe that's the problem.
RATING: 5.5 / 10
Hong Kong - 1979 ?? Minutes MPAA Rating: N/A Version Reviewed: English Dubbed Video Directed By: Jackie Chan
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Once Vanin was gone to tell the Band to sit tight, Mat found that not an inn remained in Salidar but was taken over by Aes Sedai, and the five stables were all full to bursting. Yet when he slipped a little silver to a narrow-jawed stableman, the fellow had the sacks of oats and bales of hay shifted from a stone-walled yard that was fine for six horses. He also showed Mat and the remaining four men of the Band places to sleep in the loft, which was little cooler than anywhere else.
“Ask for nothing,” Mat told his men as he divided the rest of his coins among them. “Pay for everything, and accept no gifts. The Band isn’t going to be beholden to anybody here.”
His false air of confidence communicated itself to them, and they did not even hesitate when he ordered them to fix the banners out the loft door so they hung down in front of the stable, crimson and white, the black-and-white disc and the Dragon plain to everybody. On the other hand, the stableman’s eyes bulged, and they almost danced as they demanded to know what Mat was doing.
He only grinned and tossed the narrow-jawed fellow a gold mark. “Just letting everybody know for sure who’s come to call.” He wanted Egwene to realize he was not going to be pushed around, and sometimes making people see that meant you had to act like jack-fool.
The trouble was, the banners had no effect. Oh, everybody who walked by gaped and pointed; a number of Aes Sedai came just to look, cool-eyed and expressionless, but he more than half expected an indignant demand to take them down, and that never materialized. When he returned to the Little Tower, an Aes Sedai who somehow managed to be prune-faced despite smooth ageless cheeks shifted her brown-fringed shawl and told him in no uncertain terms that the Amyrlin Seat was busy; perhaps she could see him in a day or two. Perhaps. Elayne appeared to have vanished, and so did Aviendha, but no one was crying murder yet; he suspected the Aiel might be somewhere having a white dress pulled over her head. All the same to him if it kept the peace; he did not want to be the one to tell Rand one had killed the other. He did catch a sight of Nynaeve, but she ducked around a corner and was gone by the time he reached it.
He spent most of the afternoon looking for Thom and Juilin; either one surely could tell him more of what was going on, and besides, he needed to apologize to Thom for his remarks about that letter. Unfortunately nobody seemed to know where they were either. Long before nightfall he concluded that they were being kept out of his way. Egwene really did mean for him to stew, but he intended to let her know he was not even simmering. In aid of that, he went dancing.
It seemed that celebrations over a new Amyrlin were supposed to go on for a month, and though everyone in Salidar seemed to be working at a run during the day, once darkness fell bonfires were lit at every street crossing, and fiddles and flutes appeared and even a dulcimer or two. Music and laughter filled the air, and festival reigned until bedtime. He saw Aes Sedai dancing in the streets with carters and stablemen still in their rough clothes, and Warders dancing with serving women and cooks who had put aside their aprons. No Egwene, though; the Amyrlin bloody Seat was not going to caper in the streets. No Elayne or Nynaeve, either, and no Thom or Juilin. Thom would not have missed a dance with both legs broken unless he was deliberately kept away. Mat settled down to enjoy himself, to let everybody see he had not a care in the world. It did not work exactly as he wished.
 Very flattering, especially when she had asked him to step out. But after a while he noticed that Halima had a way of brushing against him, a way of leaning to look at something so he could not help seeing down her dress. He might have enjoyed it, if not for the fact that she glanced at his face every time with a sharp eye and an amused smile. She was not a very good dancer—she kept trying to lead, for one thing—and he finally begged off.
It should have been nothing, but before he had gone ten paces the foxhead went icy cold on his chest. He spun around, looking furiously for anything at all. What he saw was Halima staring at him in the firelight. Only for an instant before she seized a tall Warder’s arm and whirled back into the dance, but he was sure he had seen shock on that beautiful face.
The fiddles were wailing a tune he recognized. At least, one of his old memories did, not very much changed considering the passage of well over a thousand years. The words must have changed altogether, for the old words that echoed in his head would never have found favor here.
Give me your trust, said the Aes Sedai.
On my shoulders I support the sky.
Trust me to know and to do what is best,
And I will take care of the rest.
but trust is the color of a dark seed growing.
trust is the color of a heart’s blood flowing.
trust is the color of a soul’s last breath.
trust is the color of death.
“Aes Sedai?” a plump young woman said contemptuously to his question. She was pretty, and he might have tried for a bit of kiss and cuddle in different circumstances. “Halima’s just Delana Sedai’s secretary. Always teasing the men, she is. Like a child with a new toy; teasing just to see if she can. She’d be in hot water to her neck ten times over if Delana didn’t protect her.”

Trust me to lead and to judge and to rule,
and no man will think you a fool.
but trust is the sound of the grave-dog’s bark.
trust is the sound of betrayal in the dark.
trust is the sound of a soul’s last breath.
trust is the sound of death.
Maybe he had been mistaken. Maybe she had just been shocked that he walked off. Not many men would walk away from a woman who looked like that, no matter how she teased or danced. That had to be it. But that left the question of who and why. He looked around, at the dancers, and the people watching from the edge of the shadows and waiting their turns. The golden-haired Hunter for the Horn who had seemed familiar went spinning by with a particularly lumpy-faced fellow, her braid almost standing out behind her. Mat could pick out Aes Sedai by their faces—most of them he could—but there was no way to tell which had tried to . . . whatever it was she had tried.
He strode on down the street to the next bonfire as much to get away from that song as anything, before it went on through “the king on high” and “the lady and lord” to “the love of your life” in his head. In that old memory he remembered writing that song, because of the love of his life. Trust is the taste of death.
How far could he trust Egwene? She was Aes Sedai now; she must be, if she was Amyrlin, even a ragtag Amyrlin in a ragtag village. Well, whatever she was, she was Egwene; he could not believe she would strike at him out of the dark that way. Of course, Nynaeve might, though not to injure him really. His hip still hurt, though; the bruise had made a knot. And the Light only knew what a woman like Elayne might do. They were still trying to chase him away, he decided. He could probably expect more attempts. The best thing was to ignore them; he almost hoped they did try again. They could not touch him with the Power, and the more they tried and failed, why, the more they would have to see he was not to be budged.
Myrelle came to stand beside him, watching the dancers. He remembered her, vaguely. He did not think she knew anything dangerous about him. He did not think so. She was not as beautiful as Halima, of course, but still much more than merely pretty. Flickering shadows washed her face so he could almost forget she was Aes Sedai.
“A warm night,” she said, smiling, and went on in such a casual way while he enjoyed looking at her that it took him some time to realize what she was getting at.
“I don’t think so,” he said politely when she gave an opening. This was what came of forgetting; Aes Sedai were Aes Sedai.
She only smiled. “There would be many advantages, and I would not try to pin you to my skirts. Many advantages. You’ve chosen a perilous life, or had it chosen for you. A Warder might have a better chance of survival.”
“I really don’t think so. No, but thank you for the offer.”
“Think on it, Mat. Unless . . . has the Amyrlin bonded you?”
“No.” Egwene would not do that. Would she? She could not so long as he wore the medallion, but would she if he did not have it? “If you will excuse me?” He gave her a shallow bow and walked quickly to where a pretty, blue-eyed young woman was tapping her foot to the music.  “I saw your eyes, and I couldn’t help coming over. Will you dance?”
Too late he saw the Great Serpent ring on her right hand, and then that sweet mouth opened and a voice he recognized said dryly, “I asked you once whether you’d be there when the house was burning down, boy, but it seems you make a habit of jumping into fires. Now go away and find somebody who wants to dance with you.”
Siuan Sanche! She was stilled and dead! She was glaring at him with some young woman’s face she had stolen, was what she was, and wearing an Aes Sedai ring! He had asked Siuan Sanche to dance!
While he was still staring, a willowy young Domani woman swirled up in a pale green dress thin enough for the light of the bonfire to silhouette her through it. Giving Siuan a frosty look that was returned with interest, the Domani all but snatched him out among the dancers. She was as tall as an Aiel woman, dark eyes actually a little higher than his. “I am Leane, by the way,” she said in a voice like a honeyed caress, “in case you did not recognize me.” Her low laugh was almost a caress too.
He jumped and nearly fumbled the first turn. She also wore the ring. He moved by rote. Tall or not, she was a feather in his hands, a gliding swan, but that was certainly not enough to stop the question that kept popping in his head like an Illuminator’s fireworks. How? How under the Light? To top it all, when the dance was done, she said, “You are a very good dancer,” in that stroking voice, and then kissed him about as thoroughly as he had ever been kissed. He was so shocked he did not even try to get away. Sighing, she patted his cheek. “A very good dancer. Think of it as dancing next time, and you will do better.” And off she went laughing, back into the dance with some fellow she snagged from the onlookers.
Mat decided he had had as much as one man could take in a night. He went back to the stable and went to sleep, with his saddle for a pillow. His dreams would have been pleasant, except that they all involved Myrelle and Siuan and Leane and Halima. When it came to dreams, a man just naturally lacked the sense to pour water out of a boot.
The next day had to be better, he thought, especially when dawn found Vanin in the loft, asleep on his saddle. Talmanes understood and would hold where he was; Warders had been seen watching the Band’s preparations, no doubt letting themselves be seen, but no one had come near the Band. A less pleasant surprise was finding Olver’s gray in the yard behind the stable, and Olver himself curled up in his blankets in a corner.
“You need somebody to watch your back,” he told Mat darkly. “She cannot be trusted.” There was no need for him to name Aviendha.
Olver had no interest in playing with the children in the village, so Mat had to endure the stares and smiles as the boy trailed him around Salidar, doing his best to imitate a Warder’s flowing stride and looking nine ways at once for Aviendha. Who was still nowhere to be seen, any more than Elayne or Nynaeve. And “the Amyrlin” was still busy. Thom and Juilin were also “busy.” Vanin managed to hear a few things, but nothing that made Mat happy. If Nynaeve had really Healed Siuan and Leane, she would be worse than ever; she had always had a large opinion of herself, and after doing what could not be done, her head would be bigger than a dew melon. Yet that was the mildest of it. Logain and the Red Ajah made Mat wince. That sounded the sort of thing no Aes Sedai would forgive. If Gareth Bryne was leading their army, it was no mob of farmers and street sweepings with a few Warders for stiffening. Add in the foodstuffs Vanin saw being wrapped or stuck in barrels for travel, and it sounded like trouble. The worst kind of trouble Mat could imagine, short of finding one of the Forsaken across the table from him and a dozen Trollocs coming in the door. None of it made them any less fools; it made them very dangerous fools. Thom and his “help them make it work.” If the gleeman ever came out of hiding, maybe he could pull a “how” out of one of his tales.
In the evening Myrelle spoke to him again about becoming a Warder, and went a little tight around the eyes when he told her hers would be the fifth offer he had refused since sunup. He was not sure she believed him; she flounced off in as much of a huff as he had ever seen from an Aes Sedai. It was true, though. The very first, while he was still trying to eat breakfast, had been the very Delana that Halima worked for, a stout pale-haired woman with watery blue eyes who came close to trying to bully him into it. That night he stayed away from the dancing and went to sleep with music and laughter in his ears; they sounded sour this time.
It was mid-afternoon of his second full day in Salidar when a girl in a white dress, pretty and freckled and working very hard at an icy dignity that she almost reached, found him with a summons, and it was exactly that. “You will present yourself before the Amyrlin Seat at once.” Full stop, and not another word. Mat motioned her to lead; it seemed proper, and she seemed to like doing it.
They were all there in that room in the Little Tower, Egwene and Nynaeve, Elayne and Aviendha, though he had to look twice to recognize the Aiel woman in a blue dress of fine wool with a lace collar and cuffs. At least neither Aviendha nor Elayne was trying to strangle the other, but they were both stony-faced. Which made them no different from Egwene and Nynaeve. Not a flicker of expression in the four, and all eyes on him. He managed to hold his tongue while Egwene laid out his choices as she saw them, sitting behind the table with that striped stole draped on her shoulders.
“Should you think you can do neither,” she finished, “remember that I can have you tied to your horse and returned to your Band of the Hand. There is no room in Salidar for slackers and malingerers. I will not allow it. For you, Mat, it’s either Ebou Dar with Elayne and Nynaeve, or off to see who you can impress with flags and banners.”
Which really left no choice at all, of course. When he said so, nobody’s expression changed. If anything, Nynaeve grew more wooden. And Egwene just said, “I’m glad that is done, Mat. Now, I have a thousand things to do. I will try to see you before you go.” Dismissed like a stableboy; the Amyrlin was busy. The least she could have done was toss him a copper.
That was why Mat’s third morning in Salidar found him just outside it, on the cleared ground between village and forest. “They may stay right here till I get back,” he told Talmanes, glancing over his shoulder toward the houses. They would be coming soon, and he did not want any of this getting back to Egwene. She would try to drive a spike through it if she could. “I hope so, anyway. If they move, follow wherever they go, but never close enough to frighten. And if a young woman named Egwene shows up, you ask no questions, just take her and ride to Caemlyn if you have to cut a hole through Gareth Bryne.” Of course, they might be intending to go to Caemlyn; there might be a chance. He was afraid it was Tar Valon they were aiming at, though; Tar Valon and the headsman’s axe. “And take Nerim with you.”
Talmanes shook his head. “If you are taking Nalesean, I will be offended if you do not let me send my man to care for your things.” Mat wished Talmanes would smile once in a while; it would help to know when he was serious. He certainly sounded serious.
 Nalesean’s man, a stout fellow named Lopin, only led one pack animal in addition to his hammer-nosed gelding and Nalesean’s tall black stallion.
That was not all the party. No one seemed ready to tell him more than where to be and when, but in the middle of yet another talk about becoming a Warder, Myrelle had let him know it was now all right for him to communicate with the Band so long as he did not try to bring them nearer Salidar. That had been the last thing in his mind. Vanin was there this morning because he could probably spy out the lay of the land anywhere, and a dozen cavalrymen chosen from the Band for heavy shoulders and having kept order well as Redarms back in Maerone. From what Nalesean said, quick fists and cudgels should be able to quell any inconvenience Nynaeve and Elayne got into, at least long enough to spirit them away. Last of all was Olver on the gray he had named Wind, which the leggy animal might even deserve. Olver had been no hard choice. The Band might well find trouble if they actually had to follow that lot of madwomen. Maybe not trouble with Bryne, but enough nobles would bristle at two armies crossing their lands to provide nightly attempts at the horses and arrows flying from every second thicket. Any city had to be safer than that for a boy.
Still no sign of any Aes Sedai, and the sun beginning to bake above the treetops.
Mat jerked his hat down irritably. “Nalesean knows Ebou Dar, Talmanes.” The Tairen grinned through his sweat and nodded. Talmanes’ face did not change. “Oh, all right. Nerim comes.” Talmanes inclined his head; maybe he had been serious.
At last there was a stir in the village, a group of women leading horses. Not just Elayne and Nynaeve, though he had not expected anyone else. Aviendha wore a gray riding dress, but she looked at her lean dun mare more than doubtfully. That Hunter with the golden braid showed more confidence with a heavy-haunched mouse-colored gelding and seemed to be trying to convince Aviendha of something about her mare. What was either of them doing there? There were two Aes Sedai, as well—other Aes Sedai besides Nynaeve and Elayne, he supposed he should say—slender women with white hair, which he had not seen on an Aes Sedai before. An old fellow trailed after them with a packhorse in addition to his own mount, a stringy man without much hair and that gray. It took Mat a moment to realize he was a Warder, with one of those color-shifting cloaks hanging down his back.
Thom and Juilin came not far behind, and they had a packhorse too. The women stopped some fifty paces to the left with their aged Warder, not so much as looking at Mat and his men. The gleeman glanced at Nynaeve and the others, then spoke to Juilin, and they led their horses toward Mat, stopping short as if uncertain of their welcome. Mat went to them.
“I have to apologize, Mat,” Thom said, knuckling his mustaches. “Elayne put it in no uncertain terms that I wasn’t to talk with you further. She only relented this morning. In a weak moment some months back I promised to follow her orders, and she flings it in my face at the most awkward times. She wasn’t very pleased that I had said as much as I did.”
“Nynaeve threatened to punch my eye if I went near you,” Juilin said glumly, leaning on his bamboo staff. He was wearing a red Taraboner cap that could not give much protection from the sun, and even that looked glum.
Mat looked toward the women. Nynaeve was peeking at him over her saddle, but when she saw him looking, she ducked behind her horse, a plump brown mare. He would not have thought even Nynaeve could beat Juilin down, but the dark thief-taker was a far cry from the man he had known briefly in Tear. That Juilin had been ready for anything; this Juilin, with a permanently furrowed brow, looked as if he never stopped worrying. “We will teach her some manners this trip, Juilin. Thom, I’m the one has to apologize. What I said about the letter. It was the heat talking, and worry over fool women. I hope it was good news.” Too late he remembered what Thom had said. He had left the woman who wrote that letter to die.
But Thom only shrugged. Mat did not know what to make of him without his gleeman’s cloak. “Good news? I haven’t puzzled that out yet.  Sometimes, she is all three.” Mat expected a laugh, but Thom frowned and sighed. “Women always seem to like making themselves mysterious, Mat. I can give you an example. Do you remember Aludra?”
Mat had to think. “The Illuminator we kept from getting her throat slit in Aringill?”
“The very one. Juilin and I met her during our travels, and she didn’t know me. Not that she failed to recognize me; you say things to a stranger you travel with, to get to know them. Aludra did not want to know me, and even if I didn’t know why, I saw no reason to impose. I met her a stranger and left her a stranger. Now, would you call her a friend or an enemy?”
“Maybe a lover,” Mat said dryly. He would not mind meeting Aludra again; she had given him some fireworks that proved very useful. “If you want to know about women, ask Perrin, not me. I don’t know anything at all. I used to think Rand knew, but Perrin surely does.” Elayne was talking with the two white-haired Aes Sedai under the Hunter’s watchful eye. One of the older Aes Sedai gazed in Mat’s direction consideringly.  “Well, with luck I won’t have to put up with them long,” he muttered to himself. “With luck; whatever they’re doing won’t take long, and we can be back here in five or ten days.” With luck, he might be back before the Band had to begin shadowing the madwomen. Tracking not one army but two would be easy as stealing a pie, of course, but he did not look forward to any more days in Elayne’s company than necessary.
“Ten days?” Thom said. “Mat, even with this ‘gateway’ it will take five, or six just to reach Ebou Dar. Better than twenty or so, but . . . ”
Mat stopped listening. Every shred of irritation that had been building since he first laid eyes on Egwene again came to a head at once. Snatching off his hat, he stalked to where Elayne and the others were. Keeping him in the dark was bad enough—how was he supposed to keep them out of trouble when they told him nothing?—but this was ridiculous. Nynaeve saw him coming and darted behind her mare for some reason.
“It will be interesting traveling with a ta’veren,” one of the white-haired Aes Sedai said. Up close, he still could not fasten any age to her, yet somehow her face conveyed an impression of long years. It must have been the hair. She could have used the other for a mirror; maybe they really were sisters. “I am Vandene Namelle.”
Mat was in no mood to talk about being ta’veren. He was never in that mood, but certainly not now. “What’s this nonsense I hear about five or six days to reach Ebou Dar?” The old Warder straightened, staring hard, and Mat reevaluated him as well; stringy, but hard as old roots. It made no difference in his tone. “You can open a gateway in sight of Ebou Dar.  People expect you to pop out of air and walk through walls.”
“I fear you are speaking to the wrong one of us,” Vandene said. He looked at the other white-haired woman, who shook her head as Vandene said, “Nor Adeleas, I fear. It appears we are not strong enough for some of the new things.”
Mat hesitated, then settled his hat low and turned to Elayne.
Her chin came up. “Apparently you know rather less than you believe, Master Cauthon,” she said coolly. She was not sweating, he realized, no more than the two . . . the other two . . . Aes Sedai. The Hunter was staring at him challengingly. What had put a bee in her ear?  “A gateway is quite dangerous.
He hated more than her tone. She was right, and he hated that too. He was not about to admit she was, though, not to her, and searching for a way to retreat, he saw Egwene coming out of the village with two dozen or more Aes Sedai, most wearing fringed shawls. Or rather, she came, and they followed. Head held high, she looked straight ahead, that striped stole hanging about her neck. The others strolled along behind her in little clumps. Sheriam, wearing the blue Keeper’s stole, was talking with Myrelle and a bluff-faced Aes Sedai who managed to look motherly. Except for Delana, he recognized none of the others—one had gray hair in a bun; how old did Aes Sedai have to be for their hair to go completely gray or white?—but they were all talking among themselves, ignoring the woman they had named Amyrlin. Egwene might as well have been alone; she looked alone. Knowing her, she was trying very hard to be what they had named her, and they let her walk alone, with everybody watching.
To the Pit of Doom with them if they think they can treat a Two Rivers woman that way, he thought grimly.
Striding to meet Egwene, he swept off his hat and bowed, making the best leg he knew how, and he could flourish with the best when he had to. “Good morning, Mother, and the Light shine on you,” he said, loud enough to be heard in the village. Kneeling, he seized her right hand and kissed her Great Serpent ring. A quick glare and a grimace directed at Talmanes and the others, and hidden by Egwene from those behind her, had them all scrambling to kneel and call out, “The Light illumine you, Mother,” or some variation. Even Thom and Juilin.
Egwene looked startled at first, though she hid it quickly. Then she smiled, and said softly, “Thank you, Mat.”
For a moment he stared up at her, then cleared his throat and stood, brushing off his knees. Sheriam and all those others behind Egwene were staring at him. “I didn’t expect you out here,” he said in a low voice, “but then, it seems there are all sorts of things I didn’t expect. Does the Amyrlin always see people off on trips? You wouldn’t by any chance want to tell me what it’s all about now, would you?”
At first he thought she might; then her mouth tightened for an instant and she gave a slight shake of her head. “I will always see friends off, Mat. I’d have spoken with you before this if I was not so busy. Mat, do try to stay out of trouble in Ebou Dar.”
He stared indignantly. Here he went kneeling and kissing rings, and she told him to stay out of trouble, when the whole point was for him to keep Elayne and Nynaeve with whole skins. “I will try, Mother,” he said wryly, but not too. Sheriam and some of those might be close enough to hear. “If you will excuse me, I must see to my men.”
Another bow, and he backed away a few steps before stalking over to where Talmanes and the rest were still on their knees. “Do you mean to stay there till you take root?” he growled. “Mount up.” He followed his own order, and everyone but Talmanes scrambled into their saddles.
Egwene passed a few words with Elayne and Nynaeve, while Vandene and Adeleas went to speak to Sheriam, and then it was time, as quick as that after all their dawdling. Mat half-expected some sort of ceremony, with Egwene there in the Amyrlin’s stole, but she and the others who were not going merely withdrew a little distance. Elayne stepped out, and suddenly there was a slash of light in front of her, widening into a hole, the view through it, what seemed to be a low hilltop covered in brown grass, rotating to a halt. Just like when Rand did it. Almost.
“Dismount,” Mat ordered. Elayne looked quite pleased with herself—you would never suspect the sort of woman she was from that delighted smile, asking Nynaeve and Aviendha to share her pleasure—but pleased or not, the gateway was not as large as the one Rand had made for the Band. Of course, they were not nearly so many as the Band, but the least she could have done was make it tall enough to ride through.
On the other side, low rolling brown-grass hills ran as far as Mat could see even when he climbed back onto Pips, though a darkness to the south suggested forest. Dusty hills.
“We must not press the horses too hard in this,” Adeleas said, swinging quite easily onto her round bay mare as soon as the gateway vanished. The animal looked as if it would be more at home in a barn.
“Oh, indeed not,” Vandene said. Her mount was a slab-sided black gelding that had a light step. The pair of them started south, motioning everyone to follow. The old Warder rode right at their heels.
Nynaeve and Elayne exchanged irritated looks, then booted their mares to catch the older women, hooves beating up dust until they were level. The yellow-braided Hunter dogged them the way the Warder did the other pair.
  Women always gave him trouble; he did not understand it.
When the gateway winked out, Egwene sighed. Maybe Elayne and Nynaeve between them could keep Mat from getting into too much trouble. Keeping him out entirely was probably too much to ask. She felt a pang of regret for using him, but he might be some use where he was, and he had had to be gotten away from the Band. Besides, he deserved it. Maybe Elayne would teach him a few manners.
Turning to the others, the Hall and Sheriam and her circle, she said, “Now we must get on with what we’re about.”
All eyes went to the Cairhienin in the dark coat just now mounting his horse near the trees. Talmanes, Egwene thought Mat had said his name was; she had not dared ask too many questions. He studied them for a moment and shook his head before riding into the forest.
“A man who means trouble if I ever saw one,” Romanda said.
Lelaine nodded. “It will be well to put miles between ourselves and that sort.”
Egwene did not let herself smile. Mat’s Band had served its first purpose, but a great deal depended on exactly what orders Mat had left with this Talmanes. She thought she could depend on Mat in this. Siuan said that man Vanin had rooted out things before she had a chance to put them under his nose. And if she was to “come to her senses” and run to the Band for protection, then the Band would have to be close to her. “Shall we go to our horses?” she said. “If we leave now, we should catch up to Lord Bryne well before sunset.”


CoD: Modern Warfare, The Outer Worlds, and Switch Top a Sluggish October Says NPD
by Nathan BirchThe NPD Group have released their full North American sales data for October 2019, and the year-on-year comparisons aren’t pretty. Consumers spent $1.03 billion on games and hardware, down 34 percent compared to October 2018. Now, the side-by-side isn’t entirely fair – October 2018 saw the release of Red Dead Redemption 2 and Call of Duty came out at the beginning of the month that year. That said, there’s no putting any sort of happy face on hardware sales, which are down 41 percent year on year. Nintendo Switch was again #1, gaining sales year-on-year, but the PS4 and Xbox One continue to sputter badly.
October was, of course, a big month for new releases with Call of Duty: Modern Warfare, The Outer Worlds, and Luigi’s Mansion 3 coming in at #1, 2, and 3, respectively. Other new additions include Ghost Recon Breakpoint at #6 (a big disappointment for a major Ubisoft release), WWE 2K20 at #7 (honestly, a best-case scenario consider how bad the game is), and Ring Fit Adventure at #10.
Pokemon Sword And Shield Can Already Run On Yuzu Switch Emulator
Here are October’s top-20 games according to NPD:
- Call of Duty: Modern Warfare
- The Outer Worlds
- Luigi’s Mansion 3
- Madden NFL 20
- NBA 2K20
- Ghost Recon Breakpoint
- WWE 2K20
- FIFA 20
- Borderlands 3
- Ring Fit Adventure
- The Legend of Zelda: Link’s Awakening
- Mario Kart 8
- Minecraft
- Grand Theft Auto V
- Mortal Kombat 11
- Overwatch
- Super Smash Bros. Ultimate
- Code Vein
- Red Dead Redemption II
- The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild
And here are the NPD best-sellers of 2019 so far. Unsurprisingly, CoD: Modern Warfare has immediately jumped to the top of the list:
- Call of Duty: Modern Warfare
- NBA 2K20
- Madden NFL 20
- Borderlands 3
- Mortal Kombat 11
- Kingdom Hearts III
- Tom Clancy’s The Division 2
- Anthem
- Super Smash Bros. Ultimate
- Grand Theft Auto V
What games did you pick up in October? Anything unexpected in this month’s NPD numbers?


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RUSH HOUR Reviewed by Luke Buckmaster
Cast: Jackie Chan, Chris Tucker, Tom Wilkinson, Elizabeth Peña, Tzi Ma, Julia Hsu, Philip Baker Hall Director: Brett Ratner Producers: Roger Birnbaum, Jonathan Glickman, Arthur M. Sarkissian Screenplay: Jim Kouf, Ross LaManna Australian theatrical release: January 14, 1999
On the Buckmaster scale of 0 stars (bomb), to 5 stars (a masterpiece): 3 stars
Rush Hour's advertising posters read "The fastest hands in the East meet the loudest mouth in the West," and that's probably the best description of this film that you can get. Chinese spectacle Jackie Chan is given yet another action vehicle to revel in, but this time his partner is comedian Chris Tucker, who often steals the show. The Chan/Tucker combination is a memorable screen partnership, and is sort of a mix between the buddy relationship of Tim Robbins and Martin Lewrence in Nothing to Loose, and the dynamic John Travolta/Nicholas Cage chemistry in Face/Off.
The only difference here, of course, is that Chan's character is from the East, and Tucker's the West. That is emphasized emphatically by director Brett Ratner, to the point where Rush Hour becomes a humorous look at a clash of cultures with action scenes to boot (rather than the other way around).
The calm and constructed Inspector Lee (Chan) and the loud, obnoxious James Carter (Chris Tucker) form an unlikely partnership after being brought together by a kidnapping case. They are both cops - Lee from China, Carter from Los Angeles - but have very contrasting ways to work. Lee and Carter soon find themselves in all sorts of trouble, as they bumble through the streets of LA, trying to find an eleven year old girl and bring her kidnappers to justice.
Like most Jackie Chan films, Rush Hour relies largely on choreography and physical stunts. Chan's screen maneuvers are once again spectacular, and even after more than thirty years of work, he hasn't shown any signs of slowing down. Ever since Rumble in the Bronx and First Strike exhilarated Western viewers, it seems that even in Hollywood nobody quite does action like Jackie does action. That's why it was just a matter of time until Chan signed on to a big budget blockbuster. In doing so, he has made some notable sacrifices: Rush Hour does not take full advantage of his physical capabilities, and Chan's subtle comic work is overshadowed by Tucker's loud presence.
When there are so many good reasons to see Rush Hour, it's a pity that there are also quite a few reasons to give it a miss. Brett Ratner never knows exactly how to handle his two exceptional actors, so neither of them are able to effectively develop on their stereotypical characters. Give Chan most of the action and Tucker most of the comedy, and you have a great partnership, right? Wrong. When both actors could be comedians, and both the action stars, it seems a bit of a cop-out that their roles are pretty much limited to one or the other.
Fortunately for Ratner, he is far from incapable of making 90 minutes of solid entertainment. In fact, occasional moments of Rush Hour seem almost magical and remind us of the film it could have been. One scene in which Lee and Carter share their different skills with each other is a wonderfully high moment; a time when character and culture are explored without viewers even noticing. Most of Rush Hour's other great moments do not rely on Ratner's direction, but rather the energy that his two protagonists generate. A memorable screen partnership is usually enough to make a passable action film; and in the case of Rush Hour, it is - although the finished product is not the classic it should have been. With any luck a sequel will be made, and Rush Hour 2 will feature Jackie Chan and Chris Jackie at their best.
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Represents the apps:login element used by the Apps data API. This class is used to describe properties of a user, and is usually contained within instances of Zene_Gdata_Gapps_UserEntry or any other class which is linked to a particular username.
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Zend_Gdata_App_Base | --Zend_Gdata_App_Extension | --Zend_Gdata_Extension | --Zend_Gdata_Gapps_Extension_Login
True if the user has administrative rights for this domain, false otherwise.
True if the user has agreed to the terms of service for Google Apps, false otherwise.
True if the user will be required to change their password at their next login, false otherwise.
Specifies whether the password stored in _password is in cleartext or is an SHA-1 digest of a password. If the password is cleartext, then this should be null. If the password is an SHA-1 digest, then this should be set to 'SHA-1'.
At the time of writing, no other hash functions are supported
The password for the user. May be in cleartext or as an SHA-1 digest, depending on the value of _hashFunctionName.
True if this user has been suspended, false otherwise.
The username for this user. This is used as the user's email address and when logging in to Google Apps-hosted services.
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Constructs a new Zend_Gdata_Gapps_Extension_Login object.
Get the value for this element's admin attribute.
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Retrieves a DOMElement which corresponds to this element and all child properties. This is used to build an entry back into a DOM and eventually XML text for sending to the server upon updates, or for application storage/persistence.
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Students need many skills to succed in their education. Some would like an extra pair of hands but cannot afford to pay somebody. Our goal is to create a network for undergrads to help each other out, using time as currency.
We share our cars, our apartments... why not sharing also our skills?
We have designed assignment.com, a social network for skill-exchange amongst students of different disciplines.
UX/UI designer
Ines Camara, Miriam Soesan, Khuong Ho Si & Sherilyn Pang Kieuw Moy
Balsamique, HTML, Bootstrap, Photoshop
We began this project with a competitive analyisis of the platforms offering similar services. We found different platforms for skill exchange such as Swapaskill, Skillharbour, Skillshare or PickMyBrain. However, we were mainly inspired by Fiverr, Timebank and Simbi.
The unique selling point of assignment.com is that it is only targeted at students and thus, the skills listed on the platform are related to education. One of the biggest challenges was creating a fair system for the exchange where no user feels discriminated. We decided to introduce levels. Every user starts as a beginner when they sign up and can only get to the next level by investing time working for others.
No exchange, it is necessary to hire users
Very broad range of services
Target user: very broad
Exchangeable services are very broad (e.g.gardening help, cooking lessons, English lessons...)
Target user: basically everyone
In order to better understand the needs, goals and frustrations of our target users, we used two personas, Sandra and Peter, and identified three possible scenarios.
Sandra is 21. She is from Greece. She is studying English at the University of Leiden (Netherlands). She speaks Greek, English and Dutch. She sometimes teaches Dutch to international students and spends the little money she gets on travelling, her biggest passion. In her free time, she likes writing on her own blog. She's been blogging about travelling and lifestyle for about 3 years, and about expat life in the Netherlands for 1 year. She would love to make money with her publications. However, she thinks she first needs to make the design of her blog more appealing. Her greatest frustration is not being able to customize her blog by herself. She's been helped a couple of times by her room-mate Aldo, who is a programmer. She doesn't want to ask him everytime she needs to change something so she's trying to learn programming through an online course. However, she really struggles to understand.
Peter is 21. He is from the Netherlands. He studies Computer Science at the Technical University of Delft. He is very good at programming and builds websites for friends. He normally does it for free, as a favour. He spends his free time playing videogames or watching gamers online. He would really like to become a professional gamer. His second life dream, which he thinks is more realistic, is starting his own game development company with his best friend Bas. He would like to spend more time thinking on the idea and creating a business plan, but he is very busy with all his courses. Specially, paper writing takes up most of his time, as he is not very skilled. That frustrates him as he would rather spend time programming, gaming or working on his own company.
Sandra has heard about assignment.com and would like to sign up to offer Dutch classes.
Peter has registered at assignment.com and would like to check if there is someone available to proofread his paper.
Sandra has just finished an assignment.
Users first need to create an account to interact with the platform. In their profile, they can list the skills they would like to offer and their availability. Every user starts with 1-hour credit. To find potential assignees, users can browse through the homepage or use the search bar and filters to look for specific skills.
To assign a user to a certain task, the assigner should click on the assignme button on the assignee's profile page. That would open a direct message window to the potential assignee, where both users can negotiate the duration of the assignment.
After an assignment has been completed, the assignee will get credits for the number of hours invested. Similarly, the assigner will get his or her credit reduced. The assigner will be asked to leave a review to the assignee, that will appear on his or her profile.


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Because ENIGMA is a neuroimaging consortium, it is necessary to create an ontology describing neuroimaging terms that will be used to form hypothesis. Lines of inquiry are triggered by certain hypothesis patterns, so its necessary to be able to identify instances of certain terms. Below is a visualization of the DISK Hypothesis Reasoner.
Table 1: Namespaces used in the document
| disk | <http://disk-project.org/ontology/disk#> |
| enigma | <https://w3id.org/enigma#> |
| >owl | <http://www.w3.org/2002/07/owl#> |
| rdf | <http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#> |
| terms | <http://purl.org/dc/terms/> |
| xsd | <http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#> |
| rdfs | <http://www.w3.org/2000/01/rdf-schema#> |
| ontology | <https://w3id.org/disk/ontology/> |
| [Ontology NS Prefix] | <https://w3id.org/disk/ontology/enigma_hypothesis#> |


Day 1 - Wednesday 6th June
Workshop Information
Timetable
Wednesday 6th
Thursday 7th
Friday 8th
Venue
The event will be held at Southbank campus of Griffith University, Brisbane, building S07. This is directly behind the Ship Inn.
Room Locations
Building Level 1 Building Level 2EduRoam
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Wednesday 6th
Please come join us after class at 5.30 today to meet the community that brings Research Bazaar Brisbane together. Meet in the Ship Inn main area - All Welcome!
Thursday 7th
Meet up with the Meetups! Connect with our local meetup and community groups and build your networks (plus meet some excellent folks) 5:30 upstairs in the Ship Inn Function room.
Friday 8th
Knowledge for all are gathering in the Ship Inn downstairs for a discussion following their panel. Stop in around 4pm to say hi!
Discounts - Ship Inn
Show your Resbaz lanyard to get 10% off drinks and 20% food at the Ship Inn next door.Games
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