class: center, middle # Short read sequence pipelines * Genomic resequencing * SNP / Polymorphism identification --- # Introducing more tools * There are more tools that you can remember... * Focusing on some basics --- # Pipelines * Multiple steps to achieve analyses * Often steps that have dependancies * Want to restart and not have to re-run everything * Use cluster queueing system (sbatch) --- #NGS sequence data * Quality control * Alignment * Variant calling * SNPs * Indels --- #Sequence data sources * Sanger * Long reads, high quality, expensive * Illumina * Short reads 50-150bp (HiSeq) and up to 250bp (MiSeq) * Cheap and Dense read total (HiSeq 200-300M paired-reads for ~$2k) * PacBio * Long reads, but smaller amount (10k) * Low seq quality and not cheap. But getting better * Can help improve assemblies, probably not sufficient for an assembly alone (too expensive to get deep enough coverage) * Nanopore * Long reads. Fast running time * Quality improving * Lower density than Illumina * relatively cheap --- #File formats [FASTQ](http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/FASTQ_format) ```text @SRR527545.1 1 length=76 GTCGATGATGCCTGCTAAACTGCAGCTTGACGTACTGCGGACCCTGCAGTCCAGCGCTCGTCATGGAACGCAAACG + HHHHHHHHHHHHFGHHHHHHFHHGHHHGHGHEEHHHHHEFFHHHFHHHHBHHHEHFHAH?CEDCBFEFFFFAFDF9 ``` FASTA format ```text >SRR527545.1 1 length=76 GTCGATGATGCCTGCTAAACTGCAGCTTGACGTACTGCGGACCCTGCAGTCCAGCGCTCGTCATGGAACGCAAACG ``` [SFF](http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Standard_Flowgram_Format) - Standard Flowgram Format - binary format for 454 reads --- #Read naming ID is usually the machine ID followed by flowcell number column, row, cell of the read. Paired-End naming can exist because data are in two file, first read in file 1 is paired with first read in file 2, etc. This is how data come from the sequence base calling pipeline. The trailing /1 and /2 indicate they are the read-pair 1 or 2. In this case #CTTGTA indicates the barcode sequence since this was part of a multiplexed run. File: Project1_lane6_1_sequence.txt ```text @HWI-ST397_0000:2:1:2248:2126#CTTGTA/1 TTGGATCTGAAAGATGAATGTGAGAGACACAATCCAAGTCATCTCTCATG +HWI-ST397_0000:2:1:2248:2126#CTTGTA/1 eeee\dZddaddddddeeeeeeedaed_ec_ab_\NSRNRcdddc[_c^d ``` File: Project1_lane6_2_sequence.txt ```text @HWI-ST397_0000:2:1:2248:2126#CTTGTA/2 CTGGCATTTTCACCCAAATTGCTTTTAACCCTTGGGATCGTGATTCACAA +HWI-ST397_0000:2:1:2248:2126#CTTGTA/2 ]YYY_\[[][da_da_aa_a_a_b_Y]Z]ZS[]L[\ddccbdYc\ecacX ``` --- #Paired-end reads These files can be interleaved, several simple tools exist, see velvet package for shuffleSequences scripts which can interleave them for you. Interleaved was requried for some assemblers, but now many support keeping them separate. However the order of the reads must be the same for the pairing to work since many tools ignore the IDs (since this requires additional memory to track these) and instead assume in same order in both files. Orientation of the reads depends on the library type. Whether they are ```text ----> <---- Paired End (Forward Reverse) <---- ----> Mate Pair (Reverse Forward) ``` --- #Data QC * Trimming * sickle, FASTX_toolkit, SeqPrep * Additional considerations for Paired-end data * Evaluating quality info with reports --- #FASTX toolkit * Useful for trimming, converting and filtering FASTQ and FASTA data * One gotcha - Illumina quality score changes from 64 to 33 offset * Default offset is 64, so to read with offset 33 data you need to use -Q 33 option * fastx_quality_trimmer * fastx_splitter - to split out barcodes * fastq_quality_formatter - reformat quality scores (from 33 to 64 or) * fastq_to_fasta - to strip off quality and return a fasta file * fastx_collapser - to collapse identical reads. Header includes count of number in the bin --- #FASTX - fastx_quality_trimmer * Filter so that X% of the reads have quality of at least quality of N * Trim reads by quality from the end so that low quality bases are removed (since that is where errors tend to be) * Typically we use Phred of 20 as a cutoff and 70% of the read, but you may want other settings * This is adaptive trimming as it starts from end and removes bases * Can also require a minimum length read after the trimming is complete --- #Trimming paired data * When trimming and filtering data that is paired, we want the data to remain paired. * This means when removing one sequence from a paired-file, store the other in a separate file * When finished will have new File_1 and File_2 (filtered & trimmed) and a separate file File_unpaired. * Usually so much data, not a bad thing to have agressive filtering --- #Trimming adaptors * A little more tricky, for smallRNA data will have an adaptor on 3' end (usually) * To trim needs to be a matched against the adaptor library - some nuances to make this work for all cases. * What if adaptor has low quality base? Indel? Must be able to tolerate mismatch * Important to get right as the length of the smallRNAs will be calculated from these data * Similar approach to matching for vector sequence so a library of adaptors and vector could be used to match against * Sometimes will have adaptors in genomic NGS sequence if the library prep did not have a tight size distribution. --- #Trimming adaptors - tools * cutadapt - Too to matching with alignment. Can search with multiple adaptors but is pipelining each one so will take 5X as long if you match for 5 adaptors. * SeqPrep - Preserves paired-end data and also quality filtering along with adaptor matching --- #FASTQC for quality control * Looking at distribution of quality scores across all sequences helpful to judge quality of run * Overrepresented Kmers also helpful to examine for bias in sequence * Overrepresented sequences can often identify untrimmed primers/adaptors --- #FASTQC - per base quality ![PerBase](images/per_base_quality.png "FASTQC per base quality") --- #FASTQC - per seq quality ![PerSeq](images/per_sequence_quality.png "FASTQC per sequence quality") --- #FASTQC - per seq GC content ![PerGC](images/per_sequence_gc_content.png "FASTQC per sequence GC") --- #FASTQC - Sequence Length ![PerLength](images/sequence_length_distribution.png "FASTQC length distribution") --- #FASTQC - kmer distribution ![kmer](images/kmer_profiles.png "FASTQC kmer distribution") --- #FASTQC - kmer table ![kmer](images/kmer_table.png "FASTQC kmer table") --- #Short read aligners Strategy requires faster searching than BLAST or FASTA approach. Some approaches have been developed to make this fast enough for Millions of sequences. * [maq](http://maq.sourceforge.net/) - one of the first aligners * Burrows-Wheeler Transform is a speed up that is accomplished through a transformation of the data. Require indexing of the search database (typically the genome). BWA, Bowtie * ? LASTZ * ? BFAST --- #Workflow for variant detection * Trim * Check quality * Re-trim if needed * Align * Possible realign around variants * Call variants - SNPs or Indels * Possibly calibrate or optimize with gold standard (possible in some species like Human) --- # Working a test example What's in there? * Downloaded Yeast genome from https://www.yeastgenome.org/ * Seqeuence Read Archive - https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/sra/ * One project https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/sra/SRX2627316[accn] * BioProject https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/bioproject/PRJNA359887 * How to get Sequence files? --- # Fastq FastA like format. Also encoded quality scores for bases https://trace.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/Traces/sra/?run=SRR5328284 ```text @SRR5328284.1 1/1 TAGTANGCCTATGATGGCTGAGACACCTTGACGATGGAATCGCATTCTCTATCTAAACAGTGGTCAA TGGATTCTACGAGAGCTAAGACCATAGATCTGTCTCTTATACACATCTCCGAGCCCACGAGACGCTA CGCTATCTCGTATGCC + AAAAA#AE//AEAEE66EEA/EEEEEE/EEEEEAEEEEAEEEAE/EEAA/EEEEEEAEEEE/AEEEEE /<A/EEE/AE////EEEE/EAE/EE/6E<E/EEEAEEEAEEAEA/EEA<E/E/E<A A/AEAEEA<E/<EAA/AEE<<EEEAE ``` --- # Let's walk through a few steps First get an interactive session on the cluster ```shell $ srun --pty bash -l # go into a folder for testing, eg bigdata $ cd bigdata $ git clone https://github.com/biodataprog/datasets.git $ cd datasets/SNP $ ls -l fastq $ ls -l genome ``` --- #Using tools for short read alignment: BWA __BWA__ is one tools for short read alignment See the BWA manual page: http://bio-bwa.sourceforge.net/bwa.shtml Step 1: Index the Genome ```shell $ module load bwa $ bwa index genome/yeast_genome.fasta ``` --- #Align reads Align short reads into an alignment file ```bash $ bwa mem genome/yeast_genome.fasta \ fastq/SRR5328284_1.trunc100k.fastq.gz \ fastq/SRR5328284_2.trunc100k.fastq.gz > yeast.sam ``` --- #SAM File ```text $ more SRR5328284.100k_reads.sam @SQ SN:NC_001133 LN:230218 @SQ SN:NC_001134 LN:813184 @SQ SN:NC_001135 LN:316620 @SQ SN:NC_001136 LN:1531933 @SQ SN:NC_001137 LN:576874 @SQ SN:NC_001138 LN:270161 @SQ SN:NC_001139 LN:1090940 @SQ SN:NC_001140 LN:562643 @SQ SN:NC_001141 LN:439888 @SQ SN:NC_001142 LN:745751 @SQ SN:NC_001143 LN:666816 @SQ SN:NC_001144 LN:1078177 @SQ SN:NC_001145 LN:924431 @SQ SN:NC_001146 LN:784333 @SQ SN:NC_001147 LN:1091291 @SQ SN:NC_001148 LN:948066 @SQ SN:NC_001224 LN:85779 @PG ID:bwa PN:bwa VN:0.7.12-r1039 CL:bwa mem genome/yeast_genome.fasta fastq/SRR5328284_1.trunc100k.fastq.gz fastq/SRR5328284_2.trunc100k.fastq.gz SRR5328284.1 99 NC_001148 16824 60 96M54S = 16822 96 TAGTANGCCTATGATGGCTGAGACACCTTGAC GATGGAATCGCATTCTCTATCTAAACAGTGGTCAATGGATTCTACGAGAGCTAAGACCATAGATCTGTCTCTTATACACATCTCCGAGCCCACGAGACGCTACGCTATCTCGTATGCC AAAAA#AE//AEAEE66EEA/EEEEEE/EEEEEAEEEEAEEEAE/EEAA/EEEEEEAEEEE/AEEEEE/<A/EEE/AE////EEEE/EAE/EE/6E<E/EEEAEEEAEEAEA/EEA<E/E/E<AA/AEAEEA<E/<EAA/AEE<<EEEAE NM:i:3 MD:Z:5C17T51T20 AS:i:84 XS:i:0 ``` --- #Samtools and BCFTools * samtools http://samtools.sourceforge.net/ * http://www.htslib.org/workflow/ * bcftools http://www.htslib.org/doc/bcftools.html See http://www.htslib.org/workflow/ ```bash $ module load samtools $ samtools sort -O bam -l 0 -o yeast.bam yeast.sam $ samtools view -T yeast.fasta -C -o yeast.cram yeast.bam $ module load bcftools $ samtools mpileup -uf genome/yeast_genome.fasta SRR5328284.100k_reads.bam | bcftools view -bvcg - > var.raw.bcf $ bcftools stats -F
-s -
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$ mkdir plots $ plot-vcfstats -p plots/
``` --- #VCF file Variant call format http://www.internationalgenome.org/wiki/Analysis/vcf4.0/


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AUC: Threshold independent performance measures for probabilistic
classifiers
This package includes functions to compute the area under the curve of selected measures: The area under the sensitivity curve (AUSEC), the area under the specificity curve (AUSPC), the area under the accuracy curve (AUACC), and the area under the receiver operating characteristic curve (AUROC). The curves can also be visualized. Support for partial areas is provided.
| Version: |
0.3.0 |
| Published: |
2013-09-30 |
| Author: |
Michel Ballings and Dirk Van den Poel |
| Maintainer: |
Michel Ballings <Michel.Ballings at UGent.be> |
| License: |
GPL-2 | GPL-3 [expanded from: GPL (≥ 2)] |
| NeedsCompilation: |
no |
| Materials: |
NEWS |
| CRAN checks: |
AUC results |
Downloads:
Reverse dependencies:
Linking:
Please use the canonical form
https://CRAN.R-project.org/package=AUC
to link to this page.


OpenShift and Node Affinity
OpenShift (and Kubernetes) has a great feature called Affinity. In some scenarios, it might be beneficial to configure it along with Infinispan node affinity.
Before we start… this tutorial is heavily based on our previous blog post about deploying Infinispan on Openshift and OpenShift Scheduler functionality. It is highly recommended to read those articles before continuing this tutorial.
How does the Affinity feature work… in short?
In order to decide on which node given Pod should be running, OpenShift looks at so called Predicates and Priority Functions. A predicate must match the one configured in DeploymentConfiguration and Priority Function is responsible for choosing the best node for running Pods.
Let’s assume that we have a sample policy (similar to one provided in OpenShift manual), that uses site as a Predicate along with rack and machine as Priority Functions. Now let’s assume we have two nodes:
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Node 1 - site=EU, rack=R1, machine=VM1
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Node 2 - site=US, rack=R2, machine=VM2
And two DeploymentConfiguration with Node Selectors (this tells OpenShift on which nodes given DeploymentConfiguration wishes to run) defined as follows:
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DeploymentConfiguration 1 - site=EU, rack=R5, machine=VM5
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DeploymentConfiguration 2 - site=JAP, rack=R5, machine=VM5
With the above example only DeploymentConfiguration 1 will be scheduled (on Node 1), since site matches the predicate. In this case rack and machine parameters are not used (because we have only one node).
Note that the default OpenShift’s configuration uses region (as a Predicate) and zone (as a Priority Function). However it can be reconfigured very easily.
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And I need it because….
Some OpenShift deployments might span multiple racks in a data center or even multiple sites. It is important to tell Infinispan where physical machines are located, which will allow to choose better nodes for backing up your data (in distribution mode).
As the matter of fact, Infinispan uses site, rack and machine. The main goal is to avoid backing up data on the same host.
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The implementation
The implementation is pretty straightforward but there are several gotchas.
The first one is that OpenShift uses regions and zones by default and Infinispan uses sites, racks and machines. The good news is that all those three are optional, so you have two options - reuse existing region and zone (map them to rack and site for example), or adjust OpenShift scheduler settings. In my example I used the former approach.
The second one is the need of hardcoding those parameters into DeploymentConfiguration. Unfortunately Node Selectors are not exposed through Downward API, so there’s no other way.
So let’s have a look at our DeploymentConfiguration:
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Line 26 - Zone default used as a rack
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Conclusion
Combining OpenShift Affinity Service and Infinispan Server Hinting allows to optimize data distribution across the cluster. Keep in mind that your configuration might be totally different (OpenShift Scheduler is a highly configurable thing). But once you understand how it works, you can adjust the hinting strategy for your needs.
Happy Scaling!


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Twitter, a popular social media platform, provides huge volume of useful information. This talk demonstrates that Twitter data can be analysed easily with R and provides examples for such an analysis. Twitter data can be extracted with package twitteR. After that, tweets can be cleaned and analysed with package tm for text mining and with package topicmodels for topic modelling. Sentiments of tweets can be analysed with package sentiment140. Relationship between Twitter users can be analysed with package igraph for social network analysis. The methodology and techniques used are generic and can be easily applied to analysis of other Twitter accounts.


A list of forecasts entries matching filter criteria
Summary:
This endpoint is used to return the json Data for the committed values of a user's forecast based on the passed in filter criteria
Query Parameters:
| Param |
Description |
Optional |
| user_id |
Show for a specific user, defaults to current user if not defined |
Optional |
| timeperiod_id |
Show for a specific time period, defaults to the current time period if one is not passed |
Optional |
| forecast_type |
Which forecast type to supply, rollup or direct |
required |
| show_deleted |
control if deleted committed forecasts should be included or not |
required |
Input Example:
{
'user_id':'seed_max_id,
'timeperiod_id':'36f7085a-5889-ea75-84c8-50f42bd1a5ba',
'forecast_type':'36f7085a-5889-ea75-84c8-50f42bd1a5ba',
}
Output Example:
[ { "base_rate" : "1",
"best_case" : "649700.000000",
"currency_id" : "-99",
"date_entered" : "2013-01-17T14:39:13-05:00",
"date_modified" : "2013-01-17T14:39:13-05:00",
"deleted" : "0",
"end_date" : "2013-03-31",
"forecast_type" : "Rollup",
"id" : "cec2c6ba-5d1c-0ca8-16b7-50f8532125d8",
"likely_case" : "649800.000000",
"opp_count" : "23",
"opp_weigh_value" : "649500",
"start_date" : "2013-01-01",
"timeperiod_id" : "dcc2885a-5889-ea75-84c8-50f853d1a5ba",
"timeperiod_name" : "Q1 (01/01/2013 - 03/31/2013)",
"user_id" : "seed_jim_id",
"worst_case" : "649600.000000"
} ]


I write this story about a rather extreme experience I've had with alcohol last year, at age 17. It was my first experience, and hopefully the most extreme I'll ever experience, because I know if I had drank more i would be dead.
It all started at my friend M's house. We were sitting in his basement bored and he asked if I wanted something to drink. Suprisingly, I had never drank before, but decided I would anyway. So he got a bottle of Irish cream and some glasses and we each took a little. It tasted aweful, but I chugged it down easily anyway. We decided to have another. And another. And another. After about 4 we walked up the stairs and noticed we were light headed, and had the famous 'buzz' everyone raves about. So we got some Jack Daniels whiskey and started going at that. Eventually another friend R came in and had a few shots. I kept saying we should stop, but was enthralled by the fact that more felt better. The more I drank, the better and happier and more giggly I felt, and my friends and I kept chanting 'one more.'
Soon the rancid acidic taste of the hard liquor vanished and we were chugging out of cups rapidly. We went to get more. I remember walking up the stairs and going to the bathroom and noticing I seemed to have no feet whatsoever. I was flying! Wow that was strange.  I nearly fell down the stairs and then decided to run circles around my friends pull table. Then there was a blackout. My friends claimed M and I became so drunk that we stopped drinking out of cups. We just chugged hard liquor right out of the bottle for a while, until I got so drunk that I started pouring it into my eye. In a quest to get more I tried to go upstairs, but ended up falling down the stairs trying to get up.
Afterwards I fell into the pull table, and with blood running down my face I ran over, fell over again, and started vomiting. For around 2 hours M and I vomited nearly continuously, constantly choking on pieces of food in our vomit. I had long since stopped responding to any outside stimulation including screaming and slapping. My friends panicked. I was completely unconscious for quite a while. I finally woke up to my friend A jamming his hand down my throat to pull out chewed food I was choking on and bit him and punched him. Eventually the vomiting subsided.
I woke up later in a state so miserable I cannot describe it. I've had severe cases of the flu and skipped sleep all night but NOTHING could compare the the feeling the next morning. Immediately upon waking I noticed wiping my face there was dried blood all over it. M's little brother came down to notify me my mother wanted me to come home, but as soon as I looked up I barfed my guts out. Apparently from moving my head fast after nearly drinking myself to death. I dragged myself upstairs to take a crap, only to find crapping also made me vomit. It was wretchedly gross. After somehow getting home I immediately went to sleep. I tried to eat but couldn't I threw up. I tried to drink cause I was very dehydrated, but couldn't I threw up. I couldn't eat until 11:30 that night and that was only half a bagel. It was miserable.
Since then I've been drunk plenty of times and smoked plenty of weed, mostly with good outcomes. It comes to show though, if your drinking with your friends in private, just make sure you wait between each drinks and try to stop. I know if I had drank anymore I would have gone into a coma. I basically was in one at the time and would estimate my BAC to probably have been somewhere around .30
Experience Reports are the writings and opinions of the individual authors who submit them.
Some of the activities described are dangerous and/or illegal and none are recommended by Erowid.


If you have questions regarding the VOLANO chat software, please contact me by e-mail at the following address:
John Neffenger<EMAIL_ADDRESS>Status Six Communications 125A-1030 Denman Street Vancouver BC V6G 2M6 Canada


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| file | EventP.h |
| Event module for the RTOS Porting Interface. | |
Data Structures | |
| struct | EventP_Params_s |
| Basic EventP Parameters. More... | |
Macros | |
| #define | EventP_ID_NONE Event_Id_NONE |
| Event ID 0. | |
| #define | EventP_ID_00 Event_Id_00 |
| Event ID 0. | |
| #define | EventP_ID_01 Event_Id_01 |
| Event ID 1. | |
| #define | EventP_ID_02 Event_Id_02 |
| Event ID 2. | |
| #define | EventP_ID_03 Event_Id_03 |
| Event ID 3. | |
| #define | EventP_ID_04 Event_Id_04 |
| Event ID 4. | |
| #define | EventP_ID_05 Event_Id_05 |
| Event ID 5. | |
| #define | EventP_ID_06 Event_Id_06 |
| Event ID 6. | |
| #define | EventP_ID_07 Event_Id_07 |
| Event ID 7. | |
| #define | EventP_ID_08 Event_Id_08 |
| Event ID 8. | |
| #define | EventP_ID_09 Event_Id_09 |
| Event ID 9. | |
| #define | EventP_ID_10 Event_Id_10 |
| Event ID 10. | |
| #define | EventP_WAIT_FOREVER (~((uint32_t)0U)) |
| Wait forever define. | |
| #define | EventP_NO_WAIT ((uint32_t)0U) |
| No wait define. | |
Typedefs | |
| typedef enum EventP_Status_e | EventP_Status |
| Status codes for EventP APIs. | |
| typedef void * | EventP_Handle |
| Opaque client reference to an instance of a EventP. More... | |
| typedef struct EventP_Params_s | EventP_Params |
| Basic EventP Parameters. More... | |
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| enum | EventP_Status_e { EventP_OK = 0, EventP_FAILURE = (-(int32_t)1) } |
| Status codes for EventP APIs. More... | |
Functions | |
| EventP_Handle | EventP_create (EventP_Params *params) |
| Function to create an event. More... | |
| void | EventP_delete (EventP_Handle *handle) |
| Function to delete an event. More... | |
| void | EventP_Params_init (EventP_Params *params) |
| Initialize params structure to default values. More... | |
| uint32_t | EventP_pend (EventP_Handle handle, uint32_t andMask, uint32_t orMask, uint32_t timeout) |
| Function for Event Pend. More... | |
| void | EventP_post (EventP_Handle handle, uint32_t eventMask) |
| Function for Event Post. More... | |
| uint32_t | EventP_getPostedEvents (EventP_Handle handle) |
| Function for Event Post. More... | |
EventP interface
| typedef void* EventP_Handle |
Opaque client reference to an instance of a EventP.
A EventP_Handle returned from the EventP_create represents that instance and is used in the other instance based functions
| typedef struct EventP_Params_s EventP_Params |
Basic EventP Parameters.
Structure that contains the parameters are passed into EventP_create when creating a EventP instance.
| enum EventP_Status_e |
| EventP_Handle EventP_create | ( | EventP_Params * | params | ) |
Function to create an event.
| params | Pointer to the instance configuration parameters. |
| void EventP_delete | ( | EventP_Handle * | handle | ) |
Function to delete an event.
| handle | A EventP_Handle returned from EventP_create |
| uint32_t EventP_getPostedEvents | ( | EventP_Handle | handle | ) |
Function for Event Post.
| handle | A EventP_Handle returned from EventP_create. |
| void EventP_Params_init | ( | EventP_Params * | params | ) |
Initialize params structure to default values.
| params | Pointer to the instance configuration parameters. |
| uint32_t EventP_pend | ( | EventP_Handle | handle, |
| uint32_t | andMask, | ||
| uint32_t | orMask, | ||
| uint32_t | timeout | ||
| ) |
Function for Event Pend.
| handle | EventP handle.created via EventP_create API |
| andMask | return from pend() when ALL of these events have occurred |
| orMask | return from pend() when ANY of these events have occurred |
| timeout | return from pend() after this many system time units |
| void EventP_post | ( | EventP_Handle | handle, |
| uint32_t | eventMask | ||
| ) |
Function for Event Post.
| handle | A EventP_Handle returned from EventP_create. |
| eventMask | mask of eventIds to post (must be non-zero) |


From:Campos To:Hayslett Sent:2017-01-11T04:37:06.0000000Z Subject:RE: How are we doing and what are my issues meeting?
Please note this meeting has been scheduled for Tuesday, October 31, 2001 in EB49C2 from 8:30 - 11:00 AM. For Omaha participants this meeting will be in OMA7C2.
Thank You,
Kathy Campos
-----Original Message-----
From: Hayslett, Rod
Sent: Wednesday, October 17, 2001 7:49 AM
To: Anderson, Michael; Piro, Jim; Lindholm, Tod A.; Sommers, Jeffrey E.; Peters, Jerry; Saunders, James; Geaccone, Tracy; Norris, Michael; Marlow, Keith; Gilbert, Steve; Keiser, John; Ratner, Michael; Clayton, Lawrence; Rice, Greek; Bickett, Kenny
Cc: Campos, Kathy
Subject: RE: How are we doing and what are my issues meeting?
The consensus is now for an am meeting. I will have Kathy Campos, my assistant, begin to set things up. For those out of town, you can consider attending via the telephone and if Kathy can get it set up, we will have a video conference call as well.
-----Original Message-----
From: Hayslett, Rod
Sent: Monday, October 15, 2001 5:46 PM
To: Anderson, Michael; Piro, Jim; Lindholm, Tod A.; Sommers, Jeffrey E.; Peters, Jerry; Saunders, James; Geaccone, Tracy; Norris, Michael; Marlow, Keith; Gilbert, Steve; Keiser, John; Ratner, Michael; Clayton, Lawrence
Cc: Campos, Kathy
Subject: How are we doing and what are my issues meeting?
Importance: High
I would like to have a meeting on October 31st (maybe later if that date won't work), either in the AM or the PM, but probably about 3 hours or so. I would like to discuss organizations and how we are going to provide the support the EGS organization requires both at Stan's level and at each level in the organization. I would also like to discuss the top 3-5 concerns you have for your business and your people. You should decide if there are people in your organization that are needed to discuss basic functions of Planning, Accounting, Finance and Tax and feel free to include them in this process, but I would like to keep the group to Director level or above. Please let Kathy know who they are. I would like to know if you are available or have a preference for morning or afternoon.
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Poems on Various Subjects, Religious and Moral
by Phillis Wheatley
"To the Right Hon. William, Earl of Dartmouth, His Majesty's Principal Secretary of State for North-America."
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- Year Published: 1773
- Language: English
- Country of Origin: United States of America
- Source: Wheatley, P. (1773). Poems on Various Subjects, Religious and Moral.London, England: A. Bell.
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HAIL, happy day, when, smiling like the morn,
Fair Freedom rose New–England to adorn:
The northern clime beneath her genial ray,
Dartmouth, congratulates thy blissful sway:
Elate with hope her race no longer mourns,
Each soul expands, each grateful bosom burns,
While in thine hand with pleasure we behold
The silken reins, and Freedom's charms unfold.
Long lost to realms beneath the northern skies
She shines supreme, while hated faction dies:
Soon as appear'd the Goddess long desir'd,
Sick at the view, she languish'd and expir'd;
Thus from the splendors of the morning light
The owl in sadness seeks the caves of night.
No more, America, in mournful strain
Of wrongs, and grievance unredress'd complain,
No longer shalt thou dread the iron chain,
Which wanton Tyranny with lawless hand
Had made, and with it meant t' enslave the land.
Should you, my lord, while you peruse my song,
Wonder from whence my love of Freedom sprung,
Whence flow these wishes for the common good,
By feeling hearts alone best understood,
I, young in life, by seeming cruel fate
Was snatch'd from Afric's fancy'd happy seat:
What pangs excruciating must molest,
What sorrows labour in my parent's breast?
Steel'd was that soul and by no misery mov'd
That from a father seiz'd his babe belov'd:
Such, such my case. And can I then but pray
Others may never feel tyrannic sway?
For favours past, great Sir, our thanks are due,
And thee we ask thy favours to renew,
Since in thy pow'r, as in thy will before,
To sooth the griefs, which thou did'st once deplore.
May heav'nly grace the sacred sanction give
To all thy works, and thou for ever live
Not only on the wings of fleeting Fame,
Though praise immortal crowns the patriot's name,
But to conduct to heav'ns refulgent fane,
May fiery coursers sweep th' ethereal plain,
And bear thee upwards to that blest abode,
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When Elayne came on deck with her things neatly bundled, the setting sun seemed to be just touching the water out beyond the mouth of Tanchico’s harbor, and the final thick hawsers were being tied to snug Wavedancer to a ship-lined dock, only one of many along this westernmost peninsula of the city. Some of the crew were furling the last sails. Beyond the long wharves the city rose on hills, shining white, domed and spired, with polished weather vanes glittering. Perhaps a mile north she could make out high, round walls; the Great Circle, if she remembered correctly.
Slinging her bundle on the same shoulder as her leather script, she went to join Nynaeve by the gangplank, with Coine and Jorin. It seemed almost odd to see the sisters fully dressed again, in bright brocaded silk blouses that matched their wide trousers. Earrings and even nose rings she had become used to, and the fine gold chain across each woman’s dark cheek hardly made her wince at all now.
Thom and Juilin stood apart with their own bundles, looking a touch sullen. Nynaeve had been right. They had tried to second-guess, starting when the real purpose of this journey, or some of it, was revealed to them two days ago. Neither seemed to think two young women were competent—competent!—to seek the Black Ajah. A threat by Nynaeve to have them transferred to another Sea Folk ship, headed the other way, had nipped that in the bud. At least it had once Toram and a dozen crewmen gathered ready to shove them into a boat to be rowed across. Elayne gave them a searching look. Sullenness meant rebellion; they were going to have more trouble from these two.
“Where will you go now, Coine?” Nynaeve was asking as Elayne reached them.
“To Dantora, and the Aile Jafar,” the Sailmistress replied, “and then on to Cantorin and the Aile Somera, spreading news of the Coramoor, if it pleases the Light. But I must allow Toram to trade here, or he will burst.”
Her husband was down on the docks now, without his strange wire-framed lens, bare-chested and be-ringed, talking earnestly with men in baggy white trousers and coats embroidered with scrollwork on the shoulders. Each Tanchican wore a dark, cylindrical cap, and a transparent veil across his face. The veils looked ridiculous, especially on the men with thick mustaches.
“The Light send you a safe voyage,” Nynaeve said, shifting her bundles on her back. “If we discover any danger here that might threaten you before you sail, we will send word.” Coine and her sister looked remarkably calm. Knowledge of the Black Ajah hardly fazed them; it was the Coramoor, Rand, who was important.
Jorin kissed her fingertips and pressed them to Elayne’s lips. “The Light willing, we shall meet again.”
“The Light willing,” Elayne responded, duplicating the Windfinder’s gesture. It still felt odd, but it was an honor, too, used only between close family members or lovers. She was going to miss the Sea Folk woman. She had learned a great deal, and taught a little, as well. Jorin could certainly weave Fire much better now.
When they reached the foot of the gangplank, Nynaeve heaved a sigh of relief. An oily potion Jorin produced had settled her stomach after two days at sea, but all the same she had been tight-eyed and tight-mouthed until Tanchico came in sight.
The two men bracketed them immediately, without any instructions, Juilin taking the lead with his bundle on his back and his pale, thumb-thick staff held in both hands, dark eyes alert.
Nynaeve pursed her lips for a moment but said nothing, which Elayne thought wise. Before they had gone fifty paces down the long stone dock she had seen as many slitty-eyed, hungry-faced men studying them, and Tanchicans and others shifting crates and bales and sacks on the dock. She suspected any of them would have been willing to cut her throat in the hope that a silk dress meant money in her purse. They did not frighten her; she could handle any two or three of them, she was sure. But she and Nynaeve had their Great Serpent rings in their pouches, and it would be useless to pretend no connection with the White Tower if she channeled in front of a hundred men. Best if Juilin and Thom looked as fierce as they could. She would not have minded having ten more just like them.
Suddenly there was a roar from the deck of one of the smaller ships. “You! It do be you!” A wide, round-faced man in a green silk coat leaped onto the dock, ignoring Juilin’s raised staff to stare at her and Nynaeve. A beard with no mustache marked him as an Illianer, and so did his accent. He seemed vaguely familiar.
“Master Domon?” Nynaeve said after a moment, giving her braid a sharp tug. “Bayle Domon?”
He nodded. “Aye. I did never think to see you again. I . . . did wait as long as I could in Falme, but the time did come when I must sail or watch my ship burn.”
Elayne knew him now. He had agreed to carry them out of Falme, but chaos had seized that city before they could reach his vessel. That coat said he had done well since.
“A pleasure to see you again,” Nynaeve said coolly, “but if you will excuse us, we must find rooms in the city.”
“That will be hard. Tanchico do burst its caulking.  I could no remain longer in Falme, but I do feel I owe you some debt.” Domon paused, frowning with sudden unease. “Your being here. Will the same happen here as in Falme, then?”
“No, Master Domon,” Elayne said when Nynaeve hesitated. “Of course not. And we will be glad to accept your help.”
She half-expected some protest out of Nynaeve, yet the older woman only nodded thoughtfully and made introductions among the men. Thom’s cloak made Domon’s eyebrows rise—for an instant she almost thought it looked as though he recognized the gleeman—but Juilin’s Tairen garb brought a frown that was returned in kind. Neither man said anything, though; perhaps they could keep the animosity between Tear and Illian out of Tanchico. If they could not, she would have to speak firmly with them.
Domon talked of what had happened with him since Falme as he accompanied them down the dock, and he had indeed done well. “A dozen good coasting ships the Panarch’s taxmen do know about,” he laughed, “and four deepwater they do no.”
He could hardly have acquired so many honestly in so short a time.
“Aye, I do smuggle, and make such profits as I did never believe. A tenth the amount of the excise in the customs men’s pockets do turn their eyes and seal their mouths.”
Two Tanchicans in those veils and round hats strolled past, hands clasped behind their backs. Each wore a heavy brass key dangling from a thick chain about his neck; it had the look of a mark of office. They nodded to Domon in a familiar way. Thom looked amused, but Juilin glared at Domon and the two Tanchicans equally. As a thief-catcher he had a proper dislike of those who flouted the law.
“I do no believe it will last much longer though,” Domon said when the Tanchicans had passed. “Things do be even worse in Arad Doman than here, and it do be bad enough here. Perhaps the Lord Dragon does no Break the World yet, but he did break Arad Doman and Tarabon.”
Elayne wanted to say something sharp to him, but they had reached the foot of the dock, and she watched in silence while he hired sedan chairs and bearers, and a dozen men with stout staves and hard faces. Guards with swords and spears stood at the end of the dock, with the look of hired men, not soldiers. From across the wide street along the row of docks, hundreds of defeated, sunken faces stared at the guards. Sometimes eyes flickered toward the ships, but mainly they fixed on the men holding them back from those ships. Remembering what Coine had said about people here mobbing her vessel, desperate to buy passage anywhere away from Tanchico, Elayne shivered. When these hungry eyes looked at the ships, need burned in them. Elayne sat rigidly in her chair as it jounced through the crowds behind prodding staves, and tried not to look at anything. She did not want to see those faces. Where was their king? Why was he not taking care of them?
A sign above the gate of the white-plastered inn Domon took them to, below the Great Circle, proclaimed the Three Plum Court. The only court Elayne saw was the high-walled courtyard paved with flagstones in front of the inn, which was three square stories with no windows near the ground and the upper windows grilled with fanciful ironwork. Inside, men and women crowded the common room, most in Tanchican clothes, and the buzz of voices nearly drowned out the tune of a hammered dulcimer.
Nynaeve gasped at her first sight of the innkeeper, a pretty woman not much older than herself with brown eyes and pale honey braids, her veil not hiding a plump rosebud of a mouth. Elayne gave a start, too, but it was not Liandrin. The woman—her name was Rendra—obviously knew Domon well. With welcoming smiles for Elayne and Nynaeve, and making much over Thom being a gleeman, she gave them her last two rooms at what Elayne suspected might be less than the going rate. Elayne made sure she and Nynaeve got the one with the larger bed; she had shared a bed with Nynaeve before, and the woman was free with her elbows.
Rendra also provided supper in a private room, laid out by two veiled young serving men. Elayne found herself staring at a plate of a roast lamb with spiced apple jelly and some sort of long yellowish beans prepared with pinenuts. She could not touch it. All those hungry faces. Domon ate readily enough, him and his smuggling and his gold. Thom and Juilin showed no reticence either.
“Rendra,” Nynaeve said quietly, “does anyone here help the poor? I can lay my hands on a good bit of gold if it would help.”
“You could donate to Bayle’s kitchen,” the innkeeper replied, giving Domon a smile. “The man avoids all of the taxes, yet he taxes himself. For each crown he gives as the bribe, he gives two for the soup and the bread for the poor. He has even talked me into giving, and I pay my taxes.”
“It do be less than the taxes,” Domon muttered, hunching his shoulders defensively. “I do make a very healthy profit, Fortune prick me if I do no.”
“It is good that you like to help people, Master Domon,” Nynaeve said when Rendra and the servants had gone. Thom and Juilin both got up to see they really had gone. With a half-bow, Thom let Juilin open the door; the hall outside was empty. Nynaeve went right on. “We may need your help, too.”
The Illianer’s knife and fork paused in cutting a piece of lamb. “How?” he asked suspiciously.
“I do not know exactly, Master Domon. You have ships. You must have men. We may need ears and eyes. Some of the Black Ajah may very well be in Tanchico, and we must find them if they are.” Nynaeve lifted a forkful of beans to her mouth as if she had said nothing out of the ordinary. She seemed to be telling everyone about the Black Ajah of late.
Domon gaped at her, then stared incredulously at Thom and Juilin as they settled back in their chairs. When they nodded, he pushed his plate aside and put his head down on his arms. He very nearly earned himself a thump from Nynaeve, if the way her mouth tightened was any indication, and Elayne would not have blamed her. Why should he need them to confirm her word?
Finally Domon roused himself. “It do be going to happen again. Falme all over. Maybe it do be time for me to pack up and go. If I do take the ships I have back to Illian, I will be a wealthy man there, too.”
“I doubt you’d find Illian congenial,” Nynaeve told him in a firm voice. “I understand that Sammael rules there now, if not openly. You might not enjoy your wealth under one of the Forsaken.” Domon’s eyes nearly came out of his head, but she went right on. “There are no safe places any longer. You can run like a rabbit, but you cannot hide. Is it not better to do what you can to fight back like a man?”
Nynaeve was being too hard; she always had to bully people. Elayne smiled and leaned over to put a hand on Domon’s arm. “We do not mean to browbeat you, Master Domon, but we truly may need your help. I know you for a brave man, else you would not have waited for us as long as you did at Falme. We will be most grateful.”
“You do this very well,” Domon muttered. “One with an ox driver’s stick, the other with a queen’s honey. Oh, very well. I will help as I can. But I will no promise to remain for another Falme.”
Thom and Juilin set in to question him closely about Tanchico as they ate. At least, Juilin did in a roundabout manner, suggesting questions to Thom about what districts thieves and cutpurses and burglars frequented, what wineshops they used, and who bought their stolen goods. The thief-catcher maintained that such people often knew more of what was going on in a city than the authorities did. He did not seem to want to talk to the Illianer directly, and Domon snorted every time he answered one of the Tairen’s questions put by Thom. He did not answer until they were put by Thom. Thom’s own questions made no sense, at least not coming from a gleeman. He asked of nobles and factions, of who was allied to whom and who opposed, of who had what stated aims, and what their actions brought about, and whether the results were different from what they supposedly wanted. Not the kind of questions she expected from him at all, even after all their conversations on Wavedancer. He had been willing enough to talk with her—he even seemed to enjoy it—but somehow every time she thought she might dig out something about his past, that was just when he managed to put her back up and send her stalking away. Domon answered Thom with more alacrity than he did Juilin. In either case, though, he seemed to know Tanchico very well, both its lords and officials and its dark underbelly; as he talked, it often sounded as if there were little difference.
Once the two men had wrung the smuggler dry, Nynaeve summoned Rendra to bring pen and ink and paper, and wrote out a list describing each of the Black sisters. Holding the sheets gingerly in one big hand, Domon frowned at them uneasily, as though they were the women themselves, but he promised to have such of his men as were in port keep their eyes open. When Nynaeve reminded him that they all should take extreme care, he laughed the way he would had she told him not to run himself through with a sword.
Juilin left on Domon’s heels, twirling his pale staff and saying night was the best time to find thieves and people who lived off thieves. Nynaeve announced she was retiring to her room—her room—to lie down awhile. She looked a bit unsteady, and suddenly Elayne realized why. Nynaeve had become used to Wavedancer’s heaving; now she was having trouble with the ground not heaving. The woman’s stomach was not a pleasant traveling companion.
She herself followed Thom down to the common room, where he had promised Rendra he would perform. For a wonder she found a bench at an empty table, and cool looks sufficed to ward off the men who suddenly seemed to want to sit there. Rendra brought her a silver cup of wine, and she sipped as she listened to Thom play his harp, singing love songs like “The First Rose of Summer” and “The Wind That Shakes the Willow,” and funny songs like “Only One Boot” and “The Old Gray Goose.” His listeners were appreciative, slapping the tables for applause. After a while Elayne slapped hers, too. She had not drunk more than half her wine, but a handsome young serving man smiled at her and filled it up. It was all strangely exciting. In her whole life she had not been in an inn’s common room half a dozen times, and never to sip wine and be entertained like one of the common people.
Flourishing his cloak to set the multihued patches fluttering, Thom told stories—”Mara and the Three Foolish Kings,” and several tales about Anla, the Wise Counselor—and recited a long stretch of The Great Hunt of the Horn, reciting it so that horses seemed to prance and trumpets blare in the common room, and men and women fought and loved and died. On into the night he sang and recited, only pausing now and then to wet his throat with a sip of wine as the patrons eagerly clamored for more.  People often tossed coins to Thom—he had enlisted a small boy to gather them up—and it was unlikely they had produced as much for her music.
It all seemed to suit Thom, the harp, and especially the recital. Well, he was a gleeman, but it seemed more than that. Elayne could have sworn she had heard him recite The Great Hunt before, but in High Chant, not Plain. How could that be? He was just a simple old gleeman.
Finally, in the deep hours of the night, Thom bowed with a last sweeping flourish of his cloak and headed for the stairs amid great slapping of tables. Elayne slapped hers as vigorously as anyone.
Rising to follow, she slipped and sat back down hard, frowning at her silver winecup. It was full. Surely she had drunk a little. She felt dizzy for some reason. Yes. That sweet young man with those melting brown eyes had refilled her cup—how many times? Not that it mattered. She never drank more than one cup of wine. Never. It was being off Wavedancer and back on dry land. She was reacting like Nynaeve. That was all.
Getting carefully to her feet—and refusing the sweet young man’s most solicitous offer of help—she managed to climb the stairs despite the way they swayed. Not stopping at the second floor, where her and Nynaeve’s room was, she went up to the third and knocked on Thom’s door. He opened it slowly, peering out suspiciously. He seemed to have a knife in his hand, and then it was gone. Strange. She seized one of his long white mustaches.
“I remember,” she said. Her tongue did not seem to be working properly; the words sounded . . . fuzzy.   “I think you need some sleep.”
She refused to let go. In fact, she seemed to have pushed him back into his room. By his mustache. “My mother sat on your knee, too. I saw it. I remember.”
“Sleep is the thing, Elayne. You will feel better in the morning.” He managed to get her hand loose and tried ushering her to the door, but she slipped around him. The bed had no posts. If she had a bedpost to hold on to, perhaps the room would stop tilting back and forth.
“I want to know why Mother sat on your knee.” He stepped back, and she realized she was reaching for his mustache again. “You’re a gleeman. My mother would not sit on a gleeman’s knee.”
“Go to bed, child.”
“I am not a child!” She stamped her foot angrily, and almost fell. The floor was lower than it looked. “Not a child. You will tell me. Now!”
Thom sighed and shook his head. At last he said stiffly, “I was not always a gleeman. I was a bard, once. A Court-bard. In Caemlyn, as it happens. For Queen Morgase. You were a child. You are just remembering things wrong, that’s all.”
“You were her lover, weren’t you?” The flinch of his eyes was enough. “You were! I always knew about Gareth Bryne. At least, I figured it out. But I always hoped she would marry him. Gareth Bryne, and you, and this Lord Gaebril Mat said she looks calf-eyes at now, and . . . How many more? How many? What makes her any different from Berelain, tripping every man who catches her eye into her bed. She is no different—” Her vision shivered, and her head rang. It took her a moment to realize he had slapped her. Slapped her! She drew herself up, wishing he would not sway. “How dare you? I am Daughter-Heir of Andor, and I will not be—”
“You are a little girl with a skinful of wine throwing a temper tantrum,” he snapped. “And if I ever hear you say anything like that about Morgase again, drunk or sober, I’ll put you over my knee however you channel! Morgase is a fine woman, as good as any there is!”
“Is she?” Her voice quavered, and she realized she was crying. “Then why did she—? Why—?” Somehow she had her face buried against his coat, and he was smoothing her hair.
“Because it is lonely being a queen,” he said softly. “Because most men attracted to a queen see power, not a woman. I saw a woman, and she knew it. I suppose Bryne saw the same in her, and this Gaebril, too. You have to understand, child. Everyone wants someone in their life, someone who cares for them, someone they can care for. Even a queen.”
“Why did you go away?” she mumbled into his chest. “You made me laugh. I remember that. You made her laugh, too. And you rode me on your shoulder.”
“A long story.” He sighed painfully. “I will tell you another time. If you ask. With luck, you’ll forget this by morning. It’s time for you to go to bed, Elayne.”
He guided her to the door, and she took the opportunity to tug at his mustache again. “Like that,” she said with satisfaction. “I used to pull it just like that.”
“Yes, you did. Can you make it downstairs by yourself?”
“Of course I can.” She gave him her haughtiest stare, but he looked readier than ever to follow her into the hall. To prove there was no need, she walked—carefully—as far as the head of the stairs. He was still frowning at her worriedly from the doorway when she started down.
Luckily she did not stumble until she was out of his sight, but she did walk right by her door and had to come back. Something must have been wrong with that apple jelly; she knew she should not have eaten so much of it. Lini always said . . . She could not remember what it was Lini said, but something about eating too many sweets.
There were two lamps burning in the room, one on the small round table by the bed and the other on the white-plastered mantel above the brick fireplace. Nynaeve lay stretched out on the bed atop the coverlet, fully dressed. With her elbows stuck out, Elayne noted.
She said the first thing that came into her head. “Rand must think I’m crazy, Thom is a bard, and Berelain isn’t my mother after all.” Nynaeve gave her the oddest look. “I am a little dizzy for some reason. A nice boy with sweet brown eyes offered to help me upstairs.”
“I will wager he did,” Nynaeve said, biting off each word. Rising, she came to put an arm around Elayne’s shoulders. “Come over here a moment. There’s something I think you should see.” It appeared to be a bucket of extra water by the washstand. “Here. We’ll both kneel down so you can look.”
Elayne did, but there was nothing in the bucket but her own reflection in the water, She wondered why she was grinning that way.
Flailing her hands, she tried to straighten up, but Nynaeve’s arm was like an iron bar. You were supposed to hold your breath under water. Elayne knew you were. She just could not remember how. All she could do was flail and gurgle and choke.
Nynaeve hauled her up, water streaming down her face, and she filled her lungs. “How dare—you,” she gasped.  Seizing the bucket with both hands and pushing did no good. Drumming her feet on the floor did no good. She was going to drown. Nynaeve was going to drown her.
After an Age she was back out in the air again.  “I think,” she said in the steadiest voice she could find, “that I am going to sick up.”
 A year later—well, hours anyway; it seemed that long—Nynaeve was washing her face and wiping her mouth, bathing her hands and wrists. There was nothing solicitous in her voice, though.
“How could you do this? Whatever possessed you? I might expect a fool man to drink until he can’t stand, but you! And tonight.”
“I only had one cup,” Elayne muttered. Even with that young man refilling it, she could not have had more than two. Surely not.
“A cup the size of a pitcher.” Nynaeve sniffed, helping her to her feet. Hauling her, really. “Can you stay awake? I am going to look for Egwene, and I still don’t trust myself to get out of Tel’aran’rhiod without someone to wake me.”
Elayne blinked at her. They had looked for Egwene, unsuccessfully, every night since she had disappeared so abruptly out of that meeting in the Heart of the Stone. “Stay awake? Nynaeve, it is my turn to look, and better it’s me. You know you cannot channel unless you are angry, and . . . ” She realized the other woman was surrounded by the glow of saidar. And had been for some time, she thought.  She could barely sense the True Source. “Maybe you had better go. I will stay awake.”
Nynaeve frowned at her, but finally nodded. Elayne tried to help undress her, but her fingers did not seem to work very well when it came to those little buttons. Grumping under her breath, Nynaeve managed on her own. In only her shift, she threaded the twisted stone ring onto the leather cord she wore hanging around her neck, alongside a man’s ring, heavy and golden. That was Lan’s ring; Nynaeve always wore it between her breasts.
Elayne pulled a low wooden stool over beside the bed while Nynaeve stretched out again. She did feel rather sleepy, but she would not fall asleep sitting on that. The problem seemed to be not falling on the floor. “I will judge an hour and wake you.”
Nynaeve nodded, then closed her eyes, both hands clutched around the two rings. After a time her breathing deepened.
The Heart of the Stone was quite empty. Peering into the dimness among the great columns, Nynaeve had circled Callandor, sparkling out of the floorstones, completely before she realized she was still in her shift, the leather cord dangling about her neck with the two rings. She frowned, and after a moment she was wearing a Two Rivers dress of good brown wool, and stout shoes. Elayne and Egwene both seemed to find this sort of thing easy, but it was not easy for her. There had been embarrassing moments in earlier visits to Tel’aran’rhiod, mostly after stray thoughts of Lan, but changing her garb deliberately took concentration. Just that—remembering—and her dress was silk, and as transparent as Rendra’s veil. Berelain would have blushed. So did Nynaeve, thinking of Lan seeing her in it. It took an effort to bring the brown wool back.
Worse, her anger had faded—that fool girl; did she not realize what happened when you drank too much wine? Had she never been alone in a common room before? Well, possibly she had not—and the True Source might as well not exist so far as she was concerned. Perhaps it would not matter. Uneasy, she stared into the forest of huge redstone columns, turning in one spot. What had made Egwene leave here abruptly?
The Stone was silent, with a hollow emptiness. She could hear the blood rushing in her own ears. Yet the skin between her shoulder blades prickled as if someone were watching her.
“Egwene?” Her shout echoed in the silence among the columns. “Egwene?” Nothing.
Rubbing her hands on her skirt, she found she was holding a gnarled stick with a thick knob on the end.  But she tightened her grip on it. A sword might be more use—for an instant the stick flickered, half a sword—but she did not know how to use a sword. She laughed to herself ruefully. A cudgel was as good as a sword here; both practically useless. Channeling was the only real defense, that and running. Which left her only one choice at the moment.
She wanted to run now, with that feel of eyes on her, but she would not give up so quickly. Only what was she to do? Egwene was not here. She was somewhere in the Waste. Rhuidean, Elayne said. Wherever that was.
Between one step and the next she was suddenly on a mountainside, with a harsh sun rising over more jagged mountains beyond the valley below, baking the dry air. The Waste. She was in the Waste. For a moment the sun startled her, but the Waste was far enough east for sunrise there to still be night in Tanchico. In Tel’aran’rhiod it made no difference anyway. Sunlight or darkness there seemed to bear no relation to what was in the real world as far as she could determine.
Long, pale shadows still covered almost half the valley, but strangely a mass of fog billowed down there, not seeming to grow less for the sun beating on it. Great towers rose out of the fog, some appearing unfinished. A city. In the Waste?
Squinting, she could make out a person down in the valley, too. A man, though all she could see at this distance was someone who seemed to be wearing breeches and a bright blue coat. Certainly not an Aiel. He was walking along the edge of the fog, every now and again stopping to poke at it. She could not be sure, but she thought his hand stopped short each time. Maybe it was not fog at all.
“You must get away from here,” a woman’s voice said urgently.
Nynaeve jumped, spinning with her club raised, nearly losing her footing on the slope.
The woman standing a little above her wore a short white coat and voluminous, pale yellow trousers gathered above short boots. Her cloak billowed on an arid gust of wind. It was her long golden hair, intricately braided, and the silver bow in her hands that made a name pop incredulously into Nynaeve’s mouth.
“Birgitte?” Birgitte, hero of a hundred tales, and her silver bow with which she never missed. Birgitte, one of the dead heroes the Horn of Valere would call back from the grave to fight in the Last Battle. “It’s impossible. Who are you?”
“There is no time, woman. You must go before he sees.” In one smooth motion she pulled a silver arrow from the quiver at her waist, nocked it and drew fletching to ear. The silver arrowhead pointed straight at Nynaeve’s heart. “Go!”
Nynaeve fled.
She was not sure how, but she was standing on the Green in Emond’s Field, looking at the Winespring Inn with its chimneys and red tile roof. Thatched roofs surrounded the Green, where the Winespring gushed out of a stone outcrop. The sun stood high here, though the Two Rivers lay far west of the Waste. Yet despite a cloudless sky, a deep shadow lay across the village.
She had only a moment to wonder how they were doing without her. A flicker of movement caught her eye, a flash of silver and a woman, ducking behind the corner of Ailys Candwin’s neat house beyond the Winespring Water. Birgitte.
Nynaeve did not hesitate. She ran for one of the footbridges across the narrow rushing stream. Her shoes pounded on the wooden planks. “Come back here,” she shouted. “You come back here and answer me! Who was that?  I’ll thump you so you think you’ve had an adventure!”
Rounding the corner of Ailys’s house, she really only half-expected to see Birgitte. What she did not expect at all was a man in a dark coat trotting toward her less than a hundred paces down the hard-packed dirt street. Her breath caught. Lan. No, but he had the same shape to his face, the same eyes. Halting, he raised his bow and shot. At her. Screaming, she threw herself aside trying to claw her way awake.
Elayne jumped to her feet, toppling the stool over backward, as Nynaeve screamed and sat up on the bed, eyes wide.
“What happened, Nynaeve? What happened?”
Nynaeve shuddered. “He looked like Lan. He looked like Lan, and he tried to kill me.” She put a trembling hand to her left arm, where a shallow slash oozed blood a few inches below her shoulder. “If I hadn’t jumped, it would have gone through my heart.”
Seating herself on the edge of the bed, Elayne examined the cut. “It is not bad. I’ll wash and bandage it for you.” She wished she knew how to Heal; trying without knowing might well make it worse. But it really was little more than a long nick.  Quivering jelly. “It was not Lan. Calm yourself. Whoever it was, it was not Lan.”
“I know that,” Nynaeve said acidly. She recounted what had happened in much the same angry voice. The man who had shot at her in Emond’s Field, and the man in the Waste; she was not sure they were one and the same. Birgitte herself was incredible enough.
“Are you certain?” Elayne asked. “Birgitte?”
Nynaeve sighed. “The only thing I am certain of is that I did not find Egwene. And that I am not going back there tonight.” She pounded a fist on her thigh. “Where is she? What happened to her? If she met that fellow with the bow . . . Oh, Light!”
Elayne had to think a minute; she wanted to sleep so badly, and her thoughts kept shimmering. “She said she might not be there when we are supposed to meet again. Maybe that is why she left so hurriedly. Whyever she can’t . . . I mean . . . ” It did not seem to make a great deal of sense, but she could not get it out properly.
“I hope so,” Nynaeve said wearily. Looking at Elayne, she added, “We had better get you to bed.
Elayne was grateful to be helped out of her clothes. She did remember to bandage Nynaeve’s arm, but the bed looked so inviting she could hardly think of anything else. In the morning perhaps the room would have stopped its slow spin around the bed. Sleep came as soon as her head touched the pillow.
In the morning she wished she were dead.
With sunlight barely in the sky, the common room was empty except for Elayne. Head in her hands, she stared at a cup Nynaeve had set on the table before going off to find the innkeeper. Every time she breathed, she could smell it; her nose tried to clench. Her head felt . . . It was not possible to describe how her head felt. Had someone offered to cut it off, she might have thanked him.
“Are you all right?”
She jerked at the sound of Thom’s voice and barely stifled a whimper. “I am quite all right, thank you.” Talking made her head throb. He fiddled with one of his mustaches uncertainly. “Your stories were wonderful last night, Thom. What I remember of them.” Somehow she managed a small, self-deprecating laugh. “I am afraid I don’t remember very much of anything except sitting there listening. I seem to have eaten some bad apple jelly.” She was not about to admit to drinking all that wine; she still had no idea how much. Or to making a fool of herself in his room. Above all, not that. He seemed to believe her, from the relieved way he took a chair.
Nynaeve appeared, handing her a damp cloth as she sat down. She also pushed the cup with its horrible brew closer. Elayne pressed the cloth to her forehead gratefully.
“Have either of you seen Master Sandar this morning?” the older woman asked.
“He did not sleep in our room,” Thom replied. “Which I should be grateful for, considering the size of the bed.”
As though the words had summoned him, Juilin came in through the front door, his face weary and his snug-fitting coat rumpled. There was a bruise beneath his left eye, and the short black hair that normally lay flat on his head looked rough-combed with his fingers, but he smiled as he joined them. “The thieves in this city are as numerous as minnows in reeds, and they will talk if you buy a cup of something. I have talked with two men who claim to have seen a woman with a white streak in her hair above the left ear. I think I believe one of them.”
“So they are here,” Elayne said, but Nynaeve shook her head.
“Perhaps. More than one woman can have a white streak in her hair.”
“He could not say how old she was,” Juilin said, hiding a yawn behind his hand. “No age at all, he claimed. He joked that maybe she was Aes Sedai.”
“You go too fast,” Nynaeve told him in a tight voice. “You do us no good if you bring them down on us.”
Juilin flushed darkly. “I am careful. I have no wish for Liandrin to put her hands on me again. I do not ask questions; I talk. Sometimes of women I used to know. Two men bit on that white streak, and neither ever knew it was more than a scrap of idle talk over cheap ale. Tonight maybe another will swim into my net, only this time maybe it will be a fragile woman from Cairhien with very big blue eyes.” That would be Temaile Kinderode. “Bit by bit, I will narrow where they have been seen, until I know where they are. I will find them for you.”
“Or I will.” Thom sounded as if he thought that much more likely. “Rather than thieves, would they not be meddling with nobles and politics? Some lord in this city will begin doing what he usually does not, and he will draw me to them.”
The two men eyed one another. In another moment Elayne expected one of them to offer to wrestle. Men. First Juilin and Domon, now Juilin and Thom. Very likely Thom and Domon would get in a fistfight to complete it. Men. That was the only comment she could think of.
“Perhaps Elayne and I will succeed without either of you,” Nynaeve said dryly. “We will begin looking ourselves, today.” Her eyes barely shifted toward Elayne. “At least, I will. Elayne may need a little more rest to recover from . . . the voyage.”
Setting the cloth down carefully, Elayne used both hands to pick up the cup in front of her. The thick, gray-green liquid tasted worse than it smelled. Shuddering, she made herself keep swallowing. When it hit her stomach, for an instant she felt like a cloak snapping in a high wind. “Two pairs of eyes can see better than one,” she told Nynaeve, setting the empty cup back down with a clink.
“A hundred pairs can see even better,” Juilin said hastily, “and if that Illianer eel truly sends his people out, we will have at least that many, what with the thieves and cutpurses.”
“I—we—will find these women for you if they can be found,” Thom said. “There is no need for you to stir from the inn. This city has a dangerous feel even if Liandrin is not here.”
“Besides which,” Juilin added, “if they are here, they know the two of you. They know your faces. Much better if you stay here at the inn, out of sight.”
Elayne stared at them in amazement. A moment gone they had been trying to stare each other down, and now they were shoulder to shoulder. Nynaeve had been right about them causing trouble. Well, the Daughter-Heir of Andor was not about to hide behind Master Juilin Sandar and Master Thom Merrilin. She opened her mouth to tell them so, but Nynaeve spoke first.
“You are right,” she said calmly. Elayne stared at her incredulously; Thom and Juilin looked surprised, and at the same time disgustingly satisfied. “They do know us,” Nynaeve went on. “I took care of that this morning, I think. Ah, here is Mistress Rendra with our breakfast.”
Thom and Juilin exchanged disconcerted frowns, but they could say nothing with the innkeeper smiling at them all through her veil.
“About what I asked you?” Nynaeve said to her as the woman placed a bowl of honeyed porridge in front of her.
“Ah, yes. It will be no problem to find the clothes to fit both of you. And the hair—you have such lovely hair; so long—it will be the work of no time to put it up.” She fingered her own deep golden braids.
Thom’s and Juilin’s faces made Elayne smile. They might have been ready for arguments; they had no defense against being ignored. Her head was actually feeling a little better; Nynaeve’s vile mixture seemed to be working. As Nynaeve and Rendra discussed costs and cut and fabric—Rendra wanted to duplicate her clinging dress, pale green today; Nynaeve was opposed, but seemed to be wavering—Elayne took a spoon of porridge to wash the taste from her mouth. It reminded her that she was hungry.
There was one problem none of them had mentioned yet, one that Thom and Juilin did not know. If the Black Ajah was in Tanchico, then so was whatever it was that endangered Rand. Something able to bind him with his own Power. Finding Liandrin and the others was not enough. They had to find that, too. Suddenly her newfound appetite was completely gone.


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Julie Messier, a plant ecologist and doctoral candidate at the University of Arizona who organized the recent bootcamp there, has posted about the bootcamp on her blog.


Hello there.
I'm currently using an emonTx Shield V1, and I have 4 CT current sensors. This is almost ideal to me, but the problem is I need to be able to get the values of the real power, apparent power, powerfactor, etc, for each of the 4 circuits i'm reading.
If I understant correctly, I can do this using the ac-ac adapter. I understand the "waveform scale down" schematic. my problem is that the example code of the VOLTAGE_AND_CURRENT example is:
##############################################################################
#include "EmonLib.h" // Include Emon Library
EnergyMonitor emon1; // Create an instance
void setup() {
Serial.begin(9600);
emon1.voltage(2, 234.26, 1.7); // Voltage: input pin, calibration, phase_shift
emon1.current(1, 111.1); // Current: input pin, calibration. }
void loop() {
emon1.calcVI(20,2000); // Calculate all. No.of crossings, time-out
emon1.serialprint(); // Print out all variables }
############################################################################
My problem is that, since I have 4 CT sensors, I use something like this:
#################################################################
emon1.current(1, 111.1); // Current: input pin, calibration.
emon2.current(2, 111.1); // Current: input pin, calibration.
emon3.current(3, 111.1); // Current: input pin, calibration.
emon4.current(4, 111.1); // Current: input pin, calibration.
##################################################################
And the sample code provided states that the input pin for the emon1.voltage is the input pin 2.
Does this cause any kind of problems in the readings of the currents and apparent and real power?
Also if not, what I have to do is something sort of like this:
##################################################################
emon1.current(1, 111.1); // Current: input pin, calibration.
emon1.voltage(1, 234.26, 1.7); // Voltage: input pin, calibration, phase_shift
emon2.current(2, 111.1); // Current: input pin, calibration.
emon2.voltage(2, 234.26, 1.7); // Voltage: input pin, calibration, phase_shift
emon3.current(3, 111.1); // Current: input pin, calibration.
emon3.voltage(3, 234.26, 1.7); // Voltage: input pin, calibration, phase_shift
emon4.current(4, 111.1); // Current: input pin, calibration.
emon4.voltage(4, 234.26, 1.7); // Voltage: input pin, calibration, phase_shift
#####################################################################
I'm asking because I haven't ordered the ac-ac adapter yet, and so I cannot test this by my self. Also, is the "scale down circuit" really necessary? And if so do I have to make 4 of those circuits, one for each of the CT current sensors?
Thanks in advance for any help you guys can provide.
Best regards,
João Almeida.
Re: How to use ac-ac adapter to read voltage
I think you were looking at the wrong sample code - the code you copied is not for the emonTx Shield.
First, a question: Do you have a single phase supply or a 3-phase one? If you do not know, ask your electricity supply company, or a local qualified electrician, or look here for some things that might help you.
Assuming that you have a single phase supply, you will use one of the sketches with "voltage" in the name - like https://github.com/openenergymonitor/emonTxFirmware/tree/master/emonTxShield/Shield_CT1234_Voltage
If you have a single phase supply, you do not need 4 voltage inputs. The voltage is the same, to within a very small tolerance, throughout your house, therefore it is normal to measure at one place only. But you MUST use the shield with the correct ac adapter that it was designed to be used with. The correct voltage divider for the ac adapter is already part of your emonTx Shield. You do not need to add anything else.
Re: How to use ac-ac adapter to read voltage
First I'd like to thank you in advance for the quick response Robert.
As for the sample code, I got it from the Emonlib examples.
Regarding the first question, I currently have a single phase supply, although I suspect that later on in my project I'll have to switch to a 3-phase supply.
Now I feel dumb, because as you said, of course the voltage is the same. I don't even know why I said or even thought that, so I apologize for my "momentary brain freeze" xD
So, from what you said, me having a system with 4 CT current sensors, and the ac-ac adapter, I can use the sample code you provided, giving it a few alterations, for example, that code strikes me as if the system is communicating with another system trough some kind of wireless device (which I don't need to do), am I right?
Anyway, I'll order the ac-ac adapter and will give it a try once I get it.
Once again, thank you very much for your help Robert, and again, I apologize for the "dumb" question I posted.
Best regards,
João Almeida.
Re: How to use ac-ac adapter to read voltage
You are correct about using the radio. On the emonTx Shield, there is a RFM12B radio module that sends data to an emonBase (these days a Raspberry Pi) that can either operate a web server that receives the data and stores it locally using emonCMS, and then displays it on a web page; or with an Internet connection via your router, it can forward the data to emonCMS.org where you can have an account and store and examine your data on-line.
That is the normal way in which we view the data collected. You can if you wish use an Ethernet Shield or a direct serial connection instead of the radio.
If you do not have a RFM12B module fitted in your Shield, then you must remove (or comment out) the lines that control the RFM12B. If you do not do this, the sketch will hang and not go past that line.
If you do progress to a 3-phase installation, then we have "3-phase" sketches that use a delayed copy of the first phase voltage to compute an approximation for real power etc on the second and third phases. "Approximation" because it assumes the voltage on all 3 phases is identical, which of course is not guaranteed. If that is not good enough, then you need to ask somebody who knows about shields whether it is possible to stack 3 and communicate with them separately. I suspect you cannot. An alternative to that is 3 emonTx's stacked (http://openenergymonitor.org/emon/node/1170) or as you originally suggested - 2 extra voltage inputs using spare analogue I/O channels on your Arduino.
Re: How to use ac-ac adapter to read voltage
then you need to ask somebody who knows about shields whether it is possible to stack 3 and communicate with them separately
There's nothing magical about shields. Those IO pins simply pass on up through the headers. From a schematic point of view, wherever you see A2 on your Arduino schematic, and all your shield schematics, they'll be connected. As a general rule you can stack as many shields as you want, so long as they don't conflict on IO pins. Additional constraints might come into play like power requirements, signal integrity etc. Also, some signals (like MISO, MOSI and SCLK on the SPI bus) are designed to be shared, so they wouldn't be considered a conflict (provided unique /CS signals are chosen for each device on the SPI bus).
Some shield designers go to some lengths to improve stackability, for example by adding dip-switches, jumpers etc. to allow the end user to configure which IO pins the shield connects to. A quick glance at the emonTx shield makes me think it wouldn't be stackable as you'd have multiple shields driving the same analog inputs at the same time.


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Minister for Chieftaincy and Religious Affairs, Samuel Kofi Dzamesi has revealed why the state is planning to audit the books of churches henceforth.
According to him, the move will ensure that churches use their financial resources for their intended humanitarian purposes.
“It is important that we know their financial strength and what they indeed use their funds for. The [Charity] Commission will be interested in knowing if the churches actually use their funds to advance the interests of their members,” he explained.
Speaking on Adom FM’s morning show Dwaso Nsem’ the minister explained that the ministry was ready to present the national policy on religion to government.
Mr Dzamesi said under the policy, all churches will be compelled to register under the existing religious bodies such as the Catholic Secretariat, the Christian Council of Ghana, the Ghana Pentecostal and Charismatic Council (GPCC), and the Independent Council of Churches.
Any church that does not fall under any of the existing Christian councils in the country, he noted, will be dealt with accordingly.


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This document discusses the Google Earth Enterprise Fusion software application and how you can use it to create graphically rich geographic information system (GIS) databases for distribution to your in-house end users. With Google Earth Enterprise Fusion, you can integrate your own geospatial data, publish it to the Google Earth Enterprise Server, and view it using Google Earth Enterprise Client (EC).
This guide is intended for individuals who want to prepare source data for publishing and publish it to a Google Earth Enterprise Server. If you are new to Google Earth Enterprise Fusion, the best way to learn about it is to read through Chapters 1 and 2 of this guide and then complete the lessons in the "Basic Tasks" section of the Google Earth Enterprise Fusion Tutorial. Then you can use this guide as a reference and continue with the lessons in the "Advanced Tasks" section of the Google Earth Enterprise Fusion Tutorial, as you need to learn them.
This guide includes the following chapters and appendices:
Introduction provides essential information that you should know before you begin working with data in Google Earth Enterprise Fusion, including:
Fundamentals explains how to launch Google Earth Enterprise Fusion and general information about the Google Earth Enterprise Fusion graphical user interface (GUI), including global features that are available throughout the GUI.
Setting Up Your Workspace offers complete information about how to set up certain options in advance, so you can select them from lists as you prepare your data for publication.
Defining Resources provides everything you need to know about how to import your source data into Google Earth Enterprise Fusion.
Defining Projects provides everything you need to know about defining Google Earth projects.
Defining and Publishing Databases provides everything you need to know about defining and publishing Google Earth databases.
Building Assets explains how to build every type of asset in Google Earth Enterprise Fusion, including resources, projects, and databases.
Preparing Data for Google Maps provides everything you need to know about preparing data for Google Maps, including defining map layers, projects, and databases.
Command Line Reference explains all of the shell commands you can enter on the command line for Google Earth Enterprise Fusion.
Creating Your Own Source Data, Icons, and Masks provides helpful information about creating and importing your own data, icons, and masks.
HTML Tags Allowed provides a list of HTML mark-up tags allowed in labels, descriptions, layer names, and so on.
Sample Plug-ins describes the sample plug-ins provided with the Google Earth Enterprise system.
Common Error Messages provides a list of possible error messages that you might encounter while using Google Earth Enterprise Fusion, the meaning of each message, and suggestions for how to resolve the error.
Glossary provides definitions of terms used in this document and in Google Earth Enterprise.


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