Finishing her morning wash, Nynaeve toweled herself dry and pulled on a fresh silk shift reluctantly. Silk was not as cool as linen, and even with the sun only just up, the heat in the wagon foretold another scorching day. Besides which, the thing was cut so she was half afraid it would fall in a puddle around her ankles if she breathed wrong. At least it was not damp with nightsweat, as her discarded one was.
Disturbing dreams had racked her sleep, dreams of Moghedien that woke her bolt upright—and those better than the ones she did not wake out of—dreams of Birgitte shooting arrows at her and not missing, dreams of the Prophet’s followers rioting through the menagerie, of being stranded forever in Samara because no vessel ever came, of reaching Salidar and finding Elaida in charge. Or Moghedien again, there too. She had wakened weeping from that one.
All just worry, of course, and natural enough. Three nights camped here without a ship appearing, three sweltering days of standing blindfolded against that cursed piece of wall. That was enough to put anyone on edge, even without worrying whether Moghedien was closing in. But then, just because the woman knew they were with a menagerie did not mean she had to find them in Samara. There were other traveling menageries in the world besides those gathered here. Thinking up reasons not to worry was easier than not worrying, though.
But why should I be anxious about Egwene? Dipping a split twig into a small dish of salt-and-soda on the washstand, she began scrubbing her teeth vigorously. Egwene had popped up in nearly every dream, yammering at her, but she could not see how Egwene came into them.
In truth, anxiety and lack of sleep were only part of what made her mood vile this morning. The others were such minor things, but they were realities.
It was not possible to avoid her own reflection, and her hair hanging loose about her shoulders instead of decently braided. Brush it how she would, the brassy red color never became less loathsome. And she knew all too well that a blue dress was laid out on the bed behind her. A blue to make even a Tinker woman blink, and cut as low as the original red gown hanging on a peg. That was why she had on this precariously clinging shift. One dress like that was not enough, not according to Valan Luca. Clarine was at work on another pair in a virulent yellow, and there was talk of stripes. Nynaeve did not want to know about stripes.
At least the man could let me choose the colors, she thought, working the split twig furiously. Or Clarine. But no, he had his own ideas, and he never asked. Not Valan Luca. His color choices sometimes made her forget the necklines. I ought to throw it in his face! Yet she knew she would not. Birgitte flaunted herself in those dresses without the hint of a blush. The woman was certainly nothing like any of the stories about her! Not that she was going to wear the fool dress without protest because Birgitte did. She was not competing with the woman in any way. It was just that . . . “If you have to do a thing,” she growled around the twig, “best you get used it.”
“What did you say?” Elayne asked. “If you’re going to talk, please take that out of your mouth. The noise is disgusting otherwise.”
Wiping her chin, Nynaeve glared over her shoulder. Elayne was seated on her own narrow bed with her legs drawn up beside her, braiding her black-dyed hair. She already had on her white breeches, all sewn with spangles, and a snowy silk blouse with ruffles at the neck that was much too sheer. Her sequin-splattered white coat lay beside her. White. She also had two suits of clothes for performing, with a third in the making, all in white, if not exactly plain. “If you are going to dress in that fashion, Elayne, you should not sit so. It’s indecent.”
The other woman glowered sullenly, but she did put her slippered feet on the floor. And raised her chin in that haughty way she had. “I think I may take a walk into the town this morning,” she said coolly, still working at the braid. “This wagon is . . . confining.”
Rinsing her mouth, Nynaeve spat into the washbowl. Loudly. The wagon certainly did seem smaller by the day. Maybe they did need to keep out of sight as much as possible—it had been her idea, one she was coming to regret—but this was becoming ridiculous.  Or three months. She had never before realized what an acid tongue Elayne had. A ship had to come. Any kind of ship. She would give every last coin hidden in the brick stove, every last jewel, anything, for a ship today. “Well, that wouldn’t attract any attention, would it? But perhaps you could use the exercise. Or maybe it’s just the way those breeches fit your hips.”
Blue eyes flared, but Elayne’s chin remained high and her tone cold. “I dreamed about Egwene last night, and between going on about Rand and Cairhien—I worry about what is happening there, even if you do not—in between, she said you were turning into a screaming harridan. Not that I think so, necessarily.   With an effort she forced her voice to be level. “You dreamed about Egwene?” Elayne nodded curtly. “And she talked of Rand and Cairhien?” The younger woman rolled her eyes in exaggerated exasperation and went on with her braid. Nynaeve made her hand loose its fistful of brassy red hair, made herself stop thinking of teaching the Daughter-Heir of bloody Andor some simple common courtesy. If they did not find a ship soon . . . “If you can think of anything except how to show more of your legs than you already are, it might interest you to know that she was in my dreams, too. She said Rand won a great victory at Cairhien yesterday.”
“I may be exposing my legs,” Elayne barked, spots of color rising in her cheeks, “but at least I am not flashing my—You dreamed of her, too?”
It did not take long to compare notes, though Elayne continued to show a viperish tongue; Nynaeve had had a perfectly good reason for screaming at Egwene, and Elayne probably had been dreaming of parading in front of Rand in her sequined costume, if not less. Saying so was simple honesty. Even so, it quickly became clear that Egwene had said the same things in both their dreams, and that left little room for doubt.
“She kept saying she was really there,” Nynaeve muttered, “but I thought it was just part of the dream.” Egwene had told them often enough that it was possible, talking to someone in her dreams, but she had never said that she could. “Why should I have believed? I mean, she said she’d finally recognized some spear he’s taken to carrying as Seanchan work. That’s preposterous.”
“Of course.” Elayne arched one eyebrow in an irritating manner. “Just as preposterous as finding Cerandin and her s’redit. There must be other Seanchan refugees, Nynaeve, and spears are likely the least of what they left behind.”
Why could the woman not say anything without a barb? “I notice how well you believed.”
 “I do hope Rand is all right.” Nynaeve sniffed; Egwene had said he would need days of rest before he was on his feet again but he had been Healed. The other woman continued, “No one has ever taught him he mustn’t overextend himself. Doesn’t he know the Power can kill him if he draws too much, or weaves when tired? That much is the same for him as for us.”
So she meant to change the subject, did she? “Perhaps he doesn’t know,” Nynaeve told her sweetly, “since there isn’t a White Tower for men.” That made her think of something else. “Do you think it really was Sammael?”
Caught with a retort on the tip of her tongue, Elayne glowered at her sideways, then heaved a peevish sigh. “It hardly matters to us, does it? What we should be thinking about is using the ring again. For more than meeting Egwene. There is so much to learn. The more I do learn, the more I know how much I don’t know yet.”
“No.” Nynaeve did not really expect the other woman to take out the ring ter’angreal then and there, but she took a reflexive step toward the brick stove. “No more trips to Tel’aran’rhiod, for either of us, except to meet her.”
Elayne went right on without appearing to notice. Nynaeve could have been talking to herself. “It isn’t as though we need to channel. We won’t give ourselves away that way.” She did not look at Nynaeve, but there was a hint of bite in her voice. She maintained that they could use the Power, if they were careful. For all Nynaeve knew, Elayne did just that behind her back. “I’ll wager if one of us visited the Heart of the Stone tonight, Egwene would be there. Think, if we could talk to her in her dreams, we’d not need to worry about encountering Moghedien in Tel’aran’rhiod any longer.”
“You think it’s easy to learn, then?” Nynaeve asked dryly. “If that’s so, why hasn’t she taught us already? Why hasn’t she done it before this?” Her heart was not in it, though. She was the one worried about Moghedien. Elayne knew the woman was dangerous, but it was like knowing a viper was dangerous; Elayne knew, but Nynaeve had been bitten. And being able to communicate without entering the World of Dreams would be valuable quite aside from avoiding Moghedien.
In any case, Elayne still was paying no attention to her. “I wonder why she was so insistent we not tell anyone. That makes no sense.” For a moment she worried her underlip with her teeth. “There is another reason to talk to her as soon as we can. It didn’t mean anything to me then, but the last time she spoke to me, she vanished in midsentence. What I remember now is that before she did, she suddenly looked surprised, and frightened.”
Nynaeve took a deep breath and pressed both hands hard against her stomach in a vain effort to quiet sudden flutters. She managed to keep her voice flat, though. “Moghedien?”
“Light, you do have cheerful thoughts! No. If Moghedien could come into our dreams, I think we would know it by now.” Elayne gave a small shiver; she did have some idea of how dangerous Moghedien was. “Anyway, it wasn’t that sort of look. She was frightened, but not enough for that.”
“Then maybe she isn’t in any danger. Maybe . . . ” Forcing her hands to her sides, Nynaeve compressed her lips angrily. Only, she was not certain who she was angry with.
Putting the ring away, out of sight, except for meetings with Egwene, had been a good idea. It had. Any venture into the World of Dreams could have found Moghedien, and keeping clear of her was better than a good idea. She already knew she was overmatched. That thought rankled, worse every time she had it, but it was the simple truth.
Yet now there was the chance that Egwene needed help. A small chance. Just because she was properly wary of Moghedien did not mean she was underrating the possibility. And it might be that Rand had one of the Forsaken after him in the same personal way that Moghedien was after her and Elayne. What Egwene reported, both of Cairhien and of the mountains, smacked of one man daring another to knock a chip off his shoulder. Not that she could see anything to do about that. But Egwene . . .
Sometimes it seemed to Nynaeve that she had forgotten why she had left the Two Rivers in the first place. To protect young people from her village who had been caught in Aes Sedai webs. Not that much younger than herself—only a few years—yet the gap seemed wider when you were the village Wisdom. Of course, the Women’s Circle in Emond’s Field had certainly chosen a new Wisdom by now, but that did not make it less her village, or them less her people. In her heart of hearts, it made her no less the Wisdom. Somehow, though, protecting Rand and Egwene and Mat and Perrin from Aes Sedai had become helping them survive, and finally, without her quite realizing when or how, even that goal had been submerged in other needs. Entering the White Tower to learn how better to pull down Moiraine had become a burning desire to learn how to Heal. Even her hatred for Aes Sedai meddling in people’s lives now coexisted with her desire to become one. Not that she really wanted to, but it was the only way to learn what she wanted to learn. Everything had become as tangled as one of those Aes Sedai webs, herself included, and she did not know how to escape.
I am still who I always have been. I will help them, as much as I can. “Tonight,” she said aloud, “I will use the ring.” Sitting down on the bed, she began to pull on her stockings. Stout wool was hardly comfortable in this heat, but at least part of her would be decently clothed. Stout stockings, and stout shoes. Birgitte wore brocaded slippers, and gossamer silk stockings that surely looked cool.  “Just to see if Egwene is in the Stone. If she isn’t, I will come back, and we won’t use the ring again until the next scheduled meeting.”
Elayne watched her, with an unblinking stare that made her tug at her stockings in increasing discomfort. The woman did not say a word, but her expressionless gaze implied that Nynaeve might be lying. To Nynaeve it did. It did not help that the thought had flittered on the edge of consciousness, that she could easily make sure the ring was not touching her skin when she went to sleep; there was no real reason to believe that Egwene would be waiting in the Heart of the Stone tonight. She had never really considered it—the thought had drifted up unbidden—but it had been there, and made it hard to meet Elayne’s eyes. What if she was afraid of Moghedien? It was only good sense, however it galled to admit it.
I will do what I must. She clamped down firmly on butterflies in the pit of her belly. By the time she tossed the shift down over her stockings, she was eager to don the blue dress and go out into the heat just to escape Elayne’s eyes.
Elayne was just finishing helping her with the rows of small buttons up the back—and muttering that no one had helped her, as if anyone needed help with breeches—when the wagon door banged open, letting in a wave of hot air. Startled, Nynaeve jumped and covered her bosom with both hands before she could stop herself. When Birgitte climbed in instead of Valan Luca, she tried to pretend she was adjusting the neckline.
  It is too obvious. Just breathe deeply.” She demonstrated, then laughed at Nynaeve’s scowl.
Nynaeve made an effort to keep her temper. Though why she should, she did not know. She could hardly imagine that she had felt guilt over what had happened. Gaidal Cain was probably glad to get away from the woman. And Birgitte got to wear her hair the way she wanted. Not that that had anything to do with anything. “I knew someone like you in the Two Rivers, Maerion. Calle knew every merchant’s guard by his first name, and she certainly had no secrets from any of them.”
Birgitte’s smile tightened.  Mathena looked down her nose at men, too, and even had a poor fellow executed for coming on her by accident while she swam naked. She had never even been kissed, until Zheres stole one from her. You’d have thought she had discovered men for the first time. She became so besotted, Zheres had to go live on a mountain to escape her.  One has to come along sooner or later.”
Fists clenching, Nynaeve took a step toward her. Or tried to. Somehow Elayne was in between them, hands upraised.
“Both of you stop it this minute,” she said, eyeing them in turn with equal haughtiness. “Lini always said ‘Waiting turns men into bears in a barn, and women into cats in a sack,’ but you will stop clawing at one another right now! I will not put up with it any longer!”
To Nynaeve’s surprise, Birgitte actually blushed and mumbled a sullen apology. To Elayne, of course, but the apology itself was the surprise. Birgitte had chosen to stay close to Elayne—there was no need for her to hide—but after three days the heat was apparently affecting her as badly as it did Elayne. For herself, Nynaeve gave the Daughter-Heir her frostiest stare. She had managed to maintain an even disposition while they waited, cooped up together—she had—but Elayne certainly had no room to talk.
“Now,” Elayne said, still in that icy tone, “did you have some reason for barging in like a bull, or have you simply forgotten how to knock?”
Nynaeve opened her mouth to say something about cats—just a gentle reminder—but Birgitte forestalled her, if in a tighter voice.
“Thom and Juilin are back from the town.”
“Back!” Nynaeve exclaimed, and Birgitte glanced at her before returning to Elayne.
“You did not send them?”
“I did not,” Elayne said grimly.
She was out of the door, Birgitte at her heels, before Nynaeve could say a word. There was nothing for it but to follow, grumbling to herself. Elayne had better not suddenly think she was the one giving orders. Nynaeve had still not forgiven her for revealing so much to the men.
The dry heat seemed even worse outside, for all the sun still sat on the canvas wall around the menagerie. Sweat popped out on her brow before she reached the foot of the ladder, but for once she did not grimace.
The two men sat on three-legged stools beside the cookfire, hair wild and coats looking as if they had rolled in the dirt. A trickle of red ran from beneath a wadded cloth Thom was pressing to his scalp, down across a fan of dried blood that covered his cheek and stained one long white mustache.
From the noises inside the canvas walls, the horse handlers were already at work cleaning cages, and no doubt Cerandin was with her s’redit—none of the men would go near them—but there was relatively little stir around the wagons as yet. Petra was smoking his long-stemmed pipe while he helped Clarine prepare their breakfast. Two of the Chavanas were studying some piece of apparatus with Muelin, the contortionist, while the other pair were chatting with two of the six female acrobats Luca had hired away from Sillia Cerano’s show. They claimed to be sisters named Murasaka, despite being even more disparate in looks and coloring than the Chavanas. One of the pair lounging in colorful silk robes with Brugh and Taeric had blue eyes and almost white hair, the other skin nearly as dark as her eyes. Everyone else was already garbed for the day’s first performance, the men bare-chested in colorful breeches, Muelin in gauzy red and a tight matching vest, Clarine in high-necked green sequins.
Thom and Juilin attracted a few looks, but fortunately no one thought it necessary to come inquire after their health. Perhaps it was the hangdog way they sat, shoulders slumped, eyes on the ground under their boots. Doubtless they knew they were in for a tongue-lashing that would sear their hides. Nynaeve certainly intended to give them one.
Elayne, though, gasped at the sight of them and went running to kneel beside Thom, all the anger of a moment before taking wing. “What happened?  That must hurt so. This is beyond my abilities. Nynaeve will take you inside and see to it. Thom, you are too old to get yourself into scrapes like this.”
Indignantly, he fended her off as best he could while holding his compress in place. “Leave over, child. I’ve had worse than this falling out of bed. Will you leave over?”
Nynaeve was not about to do any Healing, despite being angry enough.   As well to start letting Elayne know that she was not in charge. “If you had gotten your throat cut instead of a mouse on your eye, how would we know what had happened to you? There was no reason for you to go. None! Finding a ship has been seen to.”
Juilin glared up at her, shoving his cap forward over his forehead. “Seen to, is it? Is that why the three of you have taken to stalking about like—?” He cut off as Thom groaned loudly and swayed.
Once the old gleeman had quieted Elayne’s concerned flutters with protestations that it had just been a momentary pang, that he was fit to attend a ball—and given Juilin a significant glance he obviously hoped the women would not see—Nynaeve turned a dangerous eye back to the dark Tairen, to learn just what it was he thought they had been stalking about like.
“A good thing we did go,” he told her instead in a tight voice.  There are mobs on every street hunting Darkfriends and anybody else who isn’t ready to hail the Prophet as the one true voice of the Dragon Reborn.”
“It started three hours or so ago, near the river,” Thom put in, giving in with a sigh to Elayne’s bathing his face with a damp cloth. He appeared to be ignoring her mutters, which must have taken some doing, since Nynaeve could clearly hear “foolish old man” and “need someone to take care of you before you get yourself killed” among other things in a tone easily as exasperated as it was fond. “How it began, I don’t know. I heard Aes Sedai blamed, Whitecloaks, Trollocs, everybody but the Seanchan, and if they knew the name, they’d blame them, too.” He winced at Elayne’s pressure. “The last hour we were a little too personally involved in getting clear to learn much.”
“There are fires,” Birgitte said. Petra and his wife noticed her pointing and stood to stare worriedly. Two dark plumes of smoke rose above the canvas wall in the direction of the town.
Juilin rose and looked Nynaeve in the eyes with a hard gaze. “It is time to go. Maybe we’ll stand out enough for Moghedien to find us, but I doubt it; there are people running every direction they can run. In another two hours, it won’t be a pair of fires, it will be fifty, and avoiding her won’t do much good if we’re torn to pieces by a mob. They’ll turn to the shows once they have smashed what can be smashed in the town.”
“Don’t use that name,” Nynaeve said sharply, with a frown for Elayne that the younger woman did not see. Letting men know too much was always a mistake. The trouble was, he was right, but letting a man know that too quickly was a mistake, too. “I will consider your suggestion, Juilin. I would hate to run away for no reason, and then learn that a ship had come right after we left.” He stared at her as if she were mad, and Thom shook his head despite Elayne’s holding it still for her washing, but a figure making his way through the wagons brightened Nynaeve. “Perhaps it’s come already.”
Uno’s painted eyepatch and scarred face, his topknot and the sword on his back, attracted casual nods from Petra and the various Chavanas and one shiver from Muelin. He had made each of the evening visits himself, though with nothing to report. His presence now had to mean there was something.
As usual he grinned at Birgitte as soon as he saw her, and rolled his lone eye in an ostentatious stare at her exposed bosom, and as usual she grinned back and eyed him up and down lazily. For once, though, Nynaeve did not care how reprehensibly they behaved. “Is there a ship?”
Uno’s grin faded. “There’s a bloo—a ship,” he said grimly, “if I can get you to it whole.”
“We know all about the rioting. Surely fifteen Shienarans can get us safely through.”
“You know about the rioting,” he muttered, eyeing Thom and Juilin. “Do you fla—do you know Masema’s people are fighting Whitecloaks in the streets? Do you know he’s bloo—he’s ordered his people to take Amadicia with fire and sword? There are thousands across the blo—aagh!—the river already.”
“That’s as may be,” Nynaeve said firmly, “but I expect you to do as you said you would. You promised to obey me, if you recall.” She put just a slight emphasis on the word, and gave Elayne a meaning look.
Pretending not to see, the woman stood, bloodied washcloth in her hand, and directed her attention to Uno. “I have always been told that Shienarans are among the bravest soldiers in the world.” That razor edge to her voice had suddenly become regal silk and honey. “I heard many stories of Shienaran bravery when I was a child.”  “I remember them still. I hope I shall always remember them.”
Birgitte stepped closer and began massaging the back of Uno’s neck while she looked him straight in the eye. That glaring red eye on his eyepatch did not seem to upset her at all. “Three thousand years guarding the Blight,” she said gently. Gently. It had been two days since she had spoken to Nynaeve like that! “Three thousand years, and never a step back not paid for ten times over in blood. This may not be Enkara, or the Soralle Step, but I know what you will do.”
“What did you do,” he growled, “read all the flaming histories of the flaming Borderlands?” Immediately he flinched and glanced at Nynaeve. It had been necessary to tell him she expected absolutely clean language out of him. He was not taking it well, but there was no other way to prevent backsliding, and Birgitte should not frown at her. “Can you talk to them?” he directed at Thom and Juilin. “They’re fla—fools to try this.”
Juilin flung up his hands, and Thom laughed out loud. “Did you ever know a woman who listened to sense when she didn’t want to?” the gleeman replied. He grunted as Elayne pulled his compress away and began dabbing at his split scalp with perhaps a bit more force than was strictly necessary.
Uno shook his head. “Well, if I’m to be cozened, I suppose I’ll be cozened. But mark this. Masema’s people found the ship—Riversnake, or something like—not an hour after it docked, but Whitecloaks seized it. That’s what started this little row. The bad news is the Whitecloaks still hold the docks. The worse is, Masema may have forgotten the ship—I went to see him, and he wouldn’t hear of ships; all he can talk about is hanging Whitecloaks, and making Amadicia bend knee to the Lord Dragon if he has to put the whole land to the torch—but he hasn’t bothered to tell all of his people. There’s been fighting near the river, and may still be. Getting you through the riots will be bad enough, but if there’s a battle at the docks, I make no promises. And how I’m to put you on a ship in Whitecloak hands, I don’t begin to know.” Letting out a long breath, he scrubbed sweat from his forehead with the back of a scarred hand. The strain of so long a speech without cursing was plain on his face.
Nynaeve might have relented on his language at that moment if she had not been too stunned to speak. It had to be coincidence. Light, I said anything for a ship, but I didn’t mean this. Not this! She did not know why Elayne and Birgitte were staring at her with such blank expressions. They had known everything she had, and neither had brought up this possibility. The three men exchanged frowns, obviously aware that something was going on and just as obviously unaware what it was, for which thank the Light. Much better when they did not know everything. It just had to be coincidence.
In one way, she was more than happy to focus on another man making his way through the wagons; it gave an excuse to pull her eyes away from Elayne and Birgitte. In another way, the sight of Galad made her stomach settle right to her shoes.
He wore plain brown and a flat velvet cap instead of his white cloak and burnished mail, but his sword still rested on his hip. He had not been to the wagons before, and the effect of his face was dramatic. Muelin took an unconscious step toward him, and the two slender acrobats leaned forward, mouths open. The Chavanas were plainly forgotten, and scowling for it. Even Clarine smoothed her dress as she watched him, until Petra took his pipe from his mouth and said something. Then she went over to where he sat, laughing, and snuggled his face to her plump bosom.
 “It was you, wasn’t it?” she demanded before he even reached her. “You seized the Riversnake, didn’t you? Why?”
“Riverserpent,” he corrected, eyeing her incredulously. “You did ask me to secure you passage.”
“I didn’t ask you to start a riot!”
“A riot?” Elayne put in. “A war. An invasion. All begun over this vessel.”
Galad answered calmly. “I gave Nynaeve my word, sister. My first duty is to see you safely on your way to Caemlyn. And Nynaeve, of course. The Children would have had to fight this Prophet soon or late.”
“Couldn’t you simply have let us know the ship was here?” Nynaeve asked wearily. Men and their word. It was all very admirable, sometimes, but she should have listened when Elayne said he did what he saw as right no matter who was hurt.
“I don’t know what the Prophet wanted the ship for, but I doubt it was so you could take passage downriver.” Nynaeve flinched. “Besides which, I paid the captain your passage while he was still unloading his cargo. An hour later, one of the two men I left to make sure he did not sail without you came to tell me the other man was dead and the Prophet had taken the ship. I don’t understand what you are so upset about. You wanted a ship, needed a ship, and I got you one.” Frowning, Galad addressed Thom and Juilin. “What is the matter with them? Why do they keep staring at one another?”
“Women,” Juilin said simply, and got slapped on the back of the head by Birgitte for his trouble. He glared at her.
“Horseflies have a nasty bite,” she grinned, and his glower faded into uncertainty as he readjusted his cap.
“We can sit here all day discussing right and wrong,” Thom said dryly, “or we can take this vessel. Passage has been paid, and there’s no getting the price back now.”
Nynaeve flinched again. However he meant it, she knew how she heard it.
“There may be trouble reaching the river,” Galad said. “I donned this clothing because the Children are not popular in Samara at the moment, but the mobs can set on anyone.”  “Where is your friend? Another sword might be useful until we reach my men.”
Uno’s smile was villainous. Clearly, there was no more love between them than at their first meeting. “He’s about. And maybe one or two more. I’ll see them to the ship, if your Whitecloaks can hold on to it. Or if they can’t.”
Elayne opened her mouth, but Nynaeve spoke up quickly. “That’s enough, both of you!” Elayne would just have tried honeyed words again. They might have worked, but she wanted to lash out. At something, anything. “We need to move quickly.” She should have considered, when she flung two madmen at the same target, what might happen if they both hit at once. “Uno, gather the rest of your men, as fast as you can.” He tried to tell her they were already waiting on the other side of the menagerie, but she plowed on. They were madmen, both of them. All men were! “Galad, you—”
“Rouse and rise!”  His scarlet cape was soiled and torn. It seemed Thom and Juilin were not the only ones to have entered the town. “Brugh, go tell the horse handlers to hitch the teams! We’ll have to abandon the canvas,” he grimaced at the words, “but I mean to be on the road in under an hour!  Wake anybody still asleep, and if they’re washing, tell them to dress dirty or come naked! Hurry, unless you’re ready to proclaim the Prophet and march to Amadicia! Chin Akima’s lost his head already, along with half his performers, and Sillia Cerano and a dozen of hers were flogged for being too slow! Move!” By that time, everybody except those around Nynaeve’s wagon were at the run.
Luca’s limp slowed as he approached, eyeing Galad warily. And Uno, for that matter, though he had seen the one-eyed man twice before. “Nana, I want to talk to you,” he said, quietly. “Alone.”
“We will not be going with you, Master Luca,” she told him.
“Alone,” he said, and seized her arm, hauling her away.
She looked back to tell the others not to interfere and found there was no need. Elayne and Birgitte were hurrying off toward the canvas wall that encompassed the menagerie, and except for a few glances at her and Luca, the four men were engrossed in conversation. She sniffed loudly. Fine men they were, to watch a woman manhandled and do nothing.
Jerking her arm free, she strode along beside Luca, silk skirts swishing her displeasure. “I suppose you want your money, now that we are going. Well, you shall have it. One hundred gold marks. Though I think you should allow something for the wagon and horses we’re leaving behind. And for what we’ve brought in. We have certainly increased the number of your patrons.  “If I did, I’d have asked for it the day we crossed the river! Have I asked? Did you ever think why not?”
In spite of herself, she took a step back, crossing her arms beneath her breasts sternly. And immediately wished she had not; that stance more than emphasized what she was exposing. Stubbornness kept her arms where they were—she was not about to let him think she was flustered, especially since she was—but surprisingly, his eyes remained on hers. Maybe he was ill. He had never avoided looking at her bosom before, and if Valan Luca was not interested in bosoms or gold . . . “If not about the gold, then why do you want to talk to me?”
“All the way back here from the town,” he said slowly, following her, “I kept thinking that now you would finally go.” She refused to back away again, even when he was standing over her and staring down intently. At least he was still looking at her face. “I don’t know what you are running from, Nana. Sometimes, I almost believe your story. Morelin certainly has a noblewoman’s manner about her, at least. But you were never a lady’s maid. The last few days, I’ve half expected to find the pair of you rolling on the ground tearing one another’s hair. And maybe Maerion in the pile.” He must have seen something on her face, because he cleared his throat and hurried on. “The point is, I can find someone else for Maerion to shoot at. You do scream so beautifully, anyone would think you were truly terrified, but—” He cleared his throat again, even more hastily, and drew back. “What I am trying to say is that I want you to stay. There’s a wide world out there, a thousand towns waiting for a show like mine, and whatever is chasing you will never find you with me. A few of Akima’s people, and some of Sillia’s who haven’t been marched off across the river—they’re joining me. Valan Luca’s show will be the greatest the world has ever seen.”
“Stay? Why should I stay? I told you from the first we only wanted to reach Ghealdan, and nothing has changed.”
“Why? Why, to have my children, of course.” He took one of her hands in both of his.  “You want to marry me?” she said incredulously.
“Marry?” He blinked.  Yes, of course.” His voice picked up strength again, and he pressed her fingers to his lips. “We will be wed at the first town where I can arrange it. I’ve never asked another woman to marry me.”
“I can quite believe it,” she said faintly. It took some effort to pull her hand free. “I am sensible of the honor, Master Luca, but—”
“Valan, Nana. Valan.”
“But I must decline. I am betrothed to another.” Well, she was, in a way. Lan Mandragoran might think his signet ring just a gift, but she saw it differently. “And I am going.”
“I should bundle you up and carry you with me.” Dirt and rips somewhat spoiled the grandiloquent flourish of his cape as he drew himself up. “With time, you would forget the fellow.”
“You try it, and I’ll have Uno make you wish you had been sliced for sausage.” That barely deflated the fool man at all. She drove a finger hard against his chest. “You do not know me, Valan Luca. You don’t know anything about me.  Now, I am going, and I don’t have time to listen to your drivel. No, don’t say any more! My mind is set, and you will not change it, so you might as well stop blathering.”
Luca sighed heavily. “You are the only woman for me, Nana. Let other men choose boring flutterers with their shy sighs.  Every day an adventure, and every night . . . ” His smile almost earned him boxed ears. “I will find you again, Nana, and you will choose me. I know it in here.” Thumping his chest dramatically, he gave his cape an even more pretentious swirl. “And you know it, too, my dearest Nana. In your fair heart, you do.”
Nynaeve did not know whether to shake her head or gape. Men were mad. All of them.
He insisted on escorting her back to her wagon, holding her arm as if they were at a ball.
Stalking though the turmoil of horse handlers rushing to hitch teams, the din of men shouting, horses whickering, bears growling, leopards coughing, Elayne found herself muttering under her breath to match any of the animals. Nynaeve had no room to talk about her showing her legs. She had seen the way the woman stood up straighter when Valan Luca appeared. And breathed deeper, too. For Galad as well, for that matter. It was not as if she enjoyed wearing breeches. They were comfortable, true, and cooler than skirts. She could see why Min chose to wear men’s clothes. Almost. There was the problem of getting past the feeling that the coat was really a dress that barely covered your hips. She had just managed that, so far. Not that she intended to let Nynaeve know, her and her viperish tongue. The woman should have realized Galad would ignore the cost of keeping his promise. It was not as if Elayne had not told her about him often enough. And involving the Prophet! Nynaeve just acted without thinking about what she was doing.
“Did you say something?” Birgitte asked. She had gathered her skirts over one arm to keep up, unashamedly baring her legs from blue brocaded slippers to well above her knees, and those sheer silk stockings did not hide as much as breeches.
Elayne stopped dead. “What do you think of how I am dressed?”
“It allows freedom of movement,” the other woman said judiciously. Elayne nodded. “Of course, it’s good that your bottom isn’t too big, as tight as those—”
Striding on furiously, Elayne tugged the coat down with sharp yanks. Nynaeve’s tongue had nothing on Birgitte’s. She really should have required some oath of obedience, or at least some show of proper respect. She would have to remember that once it came time to bond Rand. When Birgitte caught up to her, wearing a sour expression as if she were driven almost beyond endurance, neither of them spoke.
Dressed in green sequins, the pale-haired Seanchan woman was using her goad to guide the huge bull s’redit as his head pushed the heavy wagon holding the black-maned lion’s cage. A horse handler in a shabby leather vest held the wagon tongue, steering the wagon around to where its horses could be hitched more easily. The lion stalked back and forth, lashing his tail and now and then giving a hoarse cough that sounded like the beginning of a roar.
“Cerandin,” Elayne said, “I must speak to you.”
“In a moment, Morelin.” Fixed on the tusked gray animal as she was, her quick, slurred way of speaking made her nearly unintelligible.
“Now, Cerandin. We have little time.”
But the woman did not halt the s’redit and turn until the horse handler called out that the wagon was in position. Then she said impatiently, “What do you need, Morelin? I have much to do, yet. And I would like to change; this dress is not for traveling.” The animal stood waiting patiently behind her.
Elayne’s mouth tightened slightly. “We are leaving, Cerandin.”
“Yes, I know. The riots. Such things should not be allowed. If this Prophet thinks to harm us, he will learn what Mer and Sanit can do.” She twisted to scratch Mer’s wrinkled shoulder with her goad, and he touched her shoulder with his long nose. A “trunk,” Cerandin called it. “Some prefer lopar or grolm for battle, but s’redit properly used—”
“Be quiet and listen,” Elayne said firmly. It was an effort to maintain her dignity, with the Seanchan woman being obtuse and Birgitte standing aside with her arms folded. She was certain Birgitte was just waiting to say something else cutting. “I do not mean the show. I mean myself, and Nana, and you. We are taking ship this morning. In a few hours, we will be beyond the Prophet’s reach forever.”
Cerandin shook her head slowly. “Few river craft can carry s’redit, Morelin. Even if you’ve found one that can, what would they do? What would I do? I do not think I can earn as much by myself as I can with Master Luca, not even with you high-walking and Maerion shooting her bow. And I suppose Thom would juggle. No. No, it is better if we all remain with the show.”
“The s’redit will have to be left behind,” Elayne admitted, “but I am sure that Master Luca will take care of them. We will not be performing, Cerandin. There’s no more need for that. Where I am going, there are those who would like to learn about . . .  “About where you came from. Much more than you’ve told us already.” No, not listening. Leering. By turns at Birgitte’s bosom and at her legs. She looked at him until his insolent grin turned sickly and he scuttled back to his duties.
Cerandin was shaking her head again. “I am to leave Mer and Sanit and Nerin to be cared for by men who are afraid to come near them? No, Morelin. We will stay with Master Luca. You, too. It is much better. Remember how bedraggled you were the day, you came? You do not want to return to that.”
Drawing a deep breath, Elayne stepped closer. No one but Birgitte was close enough to overhear, but she did not want to take foolish chances. “Cerandin, my true name is Elayne of House Trakand, Daughter-Heir of Andor. One day, I will be Queen of Andor.”
Based on the woman’s behavior the first day, and even more on what she had told them of Seanchan, that should have been enough to quell any resistance. Instead, Cerandin looked her straight in the eye. “You claimed to be a lady the day you came, but . . . ” Pursing her lips, she eyed Elayne’s breeches. “You are a very good highwalker, Morelin. With practice, you may be good enough to perform before the Empress one day. Everyone has a place, and everyone belongs in their place.”
For a moment, Elayne’s mouth worked soundlessly. Cerandin did not believe her! “I have wasted quite enough time, Cerandin.”
She reached for the woman’s arm, to haul her along bodily if necessary, but Cerandin caught her hand, twisted, and with a wide-eyed yelp Elayne found herself on tiptoe, wondering whether her wrist would break before her arm came out of her shoulder. Birgitte just stood there, arms folded under her breasts, and had the nerve to raise an eyebrow questioningly!
Elayne gritted her teeth. She would not ask for help. “Release me, Cerandin,” she demanded, wishing she did not sound quite so breathy. “I said, release me!”
Cerandin did, after a moment, and stepped back warily. “You are a friend, Morelin, and always will be. You could be a lady, one day. You have the manner, and if you attract a lord, he may take you for one of his asa. Asa sometimes become wives. Go with the Light, Morelin. I must finish my work.” She held out the goad for Mer to curl his trunk around, and the big animal let her lead him ponderously away.
“Cerandin,” Elayne said sharply. “Cerandin!” The pale-haired woman did not look back. Elayne glared at Birgitte. “A great lot of help you were,” she growled, and stalked off before the other woman could reply.
Birgitte caught her up and fell in at her side. “From what I hear, and what I’ve seen, you have spent considerable time teaching the woman she has a backbone. Did you expect me to help you take it away from her again?”
“I was not trying to do any such thing,” Elayne muttered. “I was trying to take care of her. She is a long way from home, a stranger wherever she goes, and there are some who would not treat her kindly if they learned where she came from.”
“She seems well able to take care of herself,” Birgitte said dryly. “But then, perhaps you taught her that, too? Perhaps she was helpless before you found her.” Elayne’s stare seemed to slide off her like ice sliding down warm steel.
“You just stood and watched her. You are supposed to be my . . . ” She glanced around; it was only a glance, but several of the horse handlers ducked their heads away. “My Warder. You are supposed to help me defend myself when I cannot channel.”
Birgitte looked around, too, but unfortunately there was no one close enough to make her hold her tongue.  Telling her you were heir to a throne! Really! If you are going to be Aes Sedai, you had better start practicing how to bend the truth, not break it into shards.”
Elayne gaped. It was not until she stumbled over her own feet that she managed to say, “But I am!”
“If you say so,” Birgitte said, rolling her eyes at the spangled breeches.
Elayne could not help herself. Nynaeve wielding her tongue like a needle, Cerandin stubborn as two mules, and now this.
When the sound died, it seemed as if the animals had quieted. Horse handlers stood about, staring at her. Coolly, she ignored them. Nothing could worm its way under her skin now. She was as calm as ice, perfectly in control of herself.
“Was that a cry for help,” Birgitte said, tilting her head, “or are you hungry? I suppose I could find a wet nurse in—”
Elayne strode away with a snarl that would have done any of the leopards proud.


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You can easily put the the <md-chip-list>
inside of an
<md-form-field>
.
You can also put <md-form-field>
outside of an md-chip-list
.
With mdChipInput
the input work with chip-list
Chips list without input
The example above has overridden the [separatorKeys]
input to allow for
ENTER
, COMMA
and SEMI COLON
keys.
You can also stack the chips if you want them on top of each other and/or use the
(focus)
event to run custom code.


PANEL: The value of the human in the data science process.
Jeff Phillips, Hadley Wickham, Vasant Dhar, Fernanda Viegas, Martin Wattenberg.
Moderator: Daniel Keim
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Port 5000 for vanilla OctoPrint, Port 80 for OctoPi
are you trying to connect to OctoPrint that is running on the same machine as OctoDash?


Assertions¶
DollarX includes custom Hamcrest Matchers to allow to create assertions. Their benefits are:
Expressiveness and readability. For example:
assertThat(myElement, isPresent(1000).timesOrMore());
Useful error messages. For example, suppose we have the following assertion:
assertThat(div.withText("flex-item"), isPresent(1000).timesOrMore());and there are only 4 elements with “John”. The assertion error will be:
Expected: browser page contains (div, that has class flex-item) at least 1000 times but: (div, that has class flex-item) appears 4 times
Optimized for atomicity and speed. For example, the previous assertion will construct a single XPath that find a DOM with at least 1000 elements that we look for. This improves correctness and performance.
Another example: isAbsent() matcher, constructs an xpath that finds a DOM without the element that is expected to be absent. This means that in case of success (the common case), it returns immediately, while the standard way of calling WebDriver.find will block for several seconds, until timeout is reached and then it will throw an exception that will need to be caught by in the code of the test.
All the matchers are in CustomMatchers
and singlebrowser.custommatchers.CustomMatchers
. There are 2 flavors - one that supports multiple instances of browsers, and a simplified one that supports a single instance of browser.
See the JavaDoc for details.


Jaxen 1.1.5 is now compatible with Maven 3, and has a significantly reduced dependency tree when built with Maven 3. It also fixes one very remote bug in boolean-to-number conversion that has probably never showed up in practice.
Jaxen 1.1.4 is now compatible with Java 7. It also fixes several bugs involving namespace nodes, and variable and function bindings in the presence of the default namespace.
Beta 12 contains a few small bug fixes including the removal of an unintentional Java 5 dependence, some more API documentation, a few small API changes (getIterableAxis now throws an exception rather than returning null on a bad axis constant; getOperator has been pulled up into BinaryExpr rather than its subclasses) and two major API changes:
The primary impetus for beta 11 was fixing the build process so it once again generates source bundles. A couple of small, almost cosmetic, bugs were also fixed. If you haven't noticed any problems with beta 10, you can safely skip this iteration.
Beta 9 contains some small optimizations, improvements to the documentation, and minor bug fixes. The license should now be the same across all the files.
Beta 8 fixes a couple of bugs in XPath evaluation and optimizes the code in several places. The test suite has been expanded.
Beta 7 fixes a number of important bugs, especially involving operator associativity, the string and substring functions, and the dom4j navigator. The various root exception classes (JaxenException, JaxenRuntimeException, and SAXPathException) and all their subclasses now support Java 1.4 exception chaining even in 1.3 and earlier VMs. The DOM navigator should compile and run in both Java 1.4 and 1.5 (i.e. DOM level 2 and DOM Level 3). Namespace handling in DOM is more accurate. Paths can be begin with parenthesized steps like (//foo)/x. Beta 7 also features a reorganized, more modular test suite and expanded and improved API documentation.
Beta 6 makes a few small bug fixes and code clean ups, including removing an unintended dependence on Java 1.4. Most importantly it removes a file (IdentityHashMap) that we do not have the right to redistribute. All prior betas of Jaxen 1.1 should be considered tainted, and not redistributed in any way. If your project uses an earlier version, please remove it and replace it with beta 6. Jaxen 1.0 is not affected by any of this.
Beta 5 makes a few small bug fixes and code clean ups, especially in the DOM navigator. It also restores some test files that were inadvertently left out of the Beta 4 distribution.
1.1 is a major upgrade that significantly improves Jaxen's conformance to the underlying XPath specs. Even though it's officially a beta, it is a vast improvement over 1.0, and all users are strongly encouraged to upgrade. With a few small exceptions (e.g. the the document() function has moved to the org.jaxen.function.xslt package and the ElectricXML navigator has been deleted) it is backwards compatible with code written to the 1.0 APIs.
The lang() function is now supported.
All queries return nodes in the correct document order, without exception.
ancestor::* and ancestor-or-self::* axes no longer include the document node
NaN is handled properly.
The mod operator works on floating point numbers.
Navigators are now included for XOM, HTML DOM, and JavaBeans. These are experimental and may not be included in the final release.
Applied patch submitted by Shawn Bayern to fix the booleanValueOf() method.
Added licenses to each source file and a proper manifest to the build at last ;-).
There is now an XPath interface in the org.jaxen package to represent any XPath implementation. So this means that the XPath API of Jaxen is now polymorphic, the same interface can work with any model.
This now means that the org.jaxen.* package represents a purely interface based API to any XPath engine. So it should be possible to implement XPath, FunctionContext, NamespaceContext, VariableContext on any XPath engine if so desired.
The XPath implementation for each model has now got a fully qualified class name. The following code describes how to instantiate an XPath object for each model.
// for DOM XPath xpath = new DOMXPath( "//foo" ); // for dom4j XPath xpath = new Dom4jXPath( "//foo" ); // for JDOM XPath xpath = new JDOMXPath( "//foo" );
The XPath.valueOf() method is now deprecated, XPath.stringValueOf() should be used instead.
Added new extension functions kindly provided by Mark Wilson. They are as follows...
Locales can be specified either using a variable which is a Locale object or using an xml:lang style string which specifies the Locale via a language together with an optional country and variant such as 'fr', 'fr-CA' or 'es-ES-Traditional_WIN'. e.g.
upper-case( @foo, $myLocale ) upper-case( /foo/bar, 'fr' ) lower-case( foo, 'fr-CA' ) upper-case( @foo, 'es-ES-Traditional_WIN' )
The translate() function is now implemented - thanks to Jan for that!
Some auxiliary implementation detail changes, which shouldn't affect the public API in any way are as follows
Initial beta development cycle. Please see CVS changelogs for up-to-date list of changes.


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public interface Settings extends Serializable
Solver
.
Since java8, acts as default settings.
Created by cprudhom on 25/11/14. Project: choco.
| Modifier and Type | Interface and Description |
|---|---|
static class |
Settings.Idem |
| Modifier and Type | Method and Description |
|---|---|
default boolean |
enableTableSubstitution()
Set to true to replace intension constraints by extension constraints
|
default boolean |
enableViews()
Set to 'true' to allow the creation of views in the
VariableFactory . |
default short[] |
getCoarseEventPriority()
Defines, for coarse events, for each priority, the queue in which a propagator of such a priority should be scheduled in
/!
|
default ICondition |
getEnvironmentHistorySimulationCondition()
Return the condition to satisfy when rebuilding history of backtrackable objects is needed.
|
default short[] |
getFineEventPriority()
Defines, for fine events, for each priority, the queue in which a propagator of such a priority should be scheduled in
/!
|
default Settings.Idem |
getIdempotencyStrategy()
Define how to react when a propagator is not ensured to be idempotent (
Settings.Idem ). |
default int |
getMaxDomSizeForEnumerated()
Define the maximum domain size threshold to force integer variable to be enumerated
instead of bounded while calling
VariableFactory.integer(String, int, int, Solver) . |
default int |
getMaxTupleSizeForSubstitution()
Define the maximum domain size threshold to replace intension constraints by extension constraints
Only checked when ENABLE_TABLE_SUBS is set to true
|
default double |
getMCRDecimalPrecision()
|
default double |
getMCRPrecision()
Define the rounding precision for
IntConstraintFactory.multicost_regular(org.chocosolver.solver.variables.IntVar[], org.chocosolver.solver.variables.IntVar[], org.chocosolver.solver.constraints.nary.automata.FA.ICostAutomaton) algorithm
MUST BE < 13 as java messes up the precisions starting from 10E-12 (34.0*0.05 == 1.70000000000005) |
default ISearchBinder |
getSearchBinder()
Return the search binder
|
default String |
getWelcomeMessage()
Return the welcome message
|
default boolean |
plugExplanationIn()
Set to true to plug explanation engine in.
|
default String getWelcomeMessage()
default Settings.Idem getIdempotencyStrategy()
Settings.Idem
).
default boolean enableViews()
VariableFactory
.
Creates new variables with channeling constraints otherwise.default int getMaxDomSizeForEnumerated()
VariableFactory.integer(String, int, int, Solver)
.default boolean enableTableSubstitution()
default int getMaxTupleSizeForSubstitution()
default boolean plugExplanationIn()
default double getMCRPrecision()
IntConstraintFactory.multicost_regular(org.chocosolver.solver.variables.IntVar[], org.chocosolver.solver.variables.IntVar[], org.chocosolver.solver.constraints.nary.automata.FA.ICostAutomaton)
algorithm
MUST BE < 13 as java messes up the precisions starting from 10E-12 (34.0*0.05 == 1.70000000000005)default double getMCRDecimalPrecision()
default short[] getFineEventPriority()
default short[] getCoarseEventPriority()
default ISearchBinder getSearchBinder()
default ICondition getEnvironmentHistorySimulationCondition()
ICondition.FALSE
if no backtrackable object is created during the search.Copyright © 2015. All rights reserved.


Motivation
Machine Learning now has little to do with biological intelligence.
We can do better copying Nature!
Our Brain is Complex...
... in Structure:
Our Brain is Complex...
... in Time:
Our Brain is Complex...
... in Details:
Our Brain is Complex...
... in Details:
Our Brain is Complex...
... in Operations:
Our Brain is Complex...
... MORE!
Our Models are not...
None of the exsisting ML techniques are close,
or at least aim for modelling this complexity...
Statistical methods: Don't try
And Deep learning...
misses the horizontal and inhibitory constrains:
Combining Ideas
An idea for a synthesis:
Hierarchical Teporal Memory (HTM)
Using the constraints found in the brain
for Machine Intelligence.
HTM-Neurons recognize hunderts of patterns
Columnar Structure
Whole Cortex Flow Diagram
SDR - information formatting
Sparse Distributed Representations (SDR)
the information storage in the cortex
Streaming Data-Analysis
Pre-filtering and focusing methods are needed
in the IoT and Big-Data era!
Streaming Data-Analysis
Data earlier:
- Static
- Batches
- Human-readable
- Small
Streaming Data-Analysis
Data now:
- Dynamic
- Streamed
- Unstructured
- Exponentically growing
HTM Use-Cases
Geospatial Tracking
HTM Use-Cases
Server Monitoring
HTM Use-Cases
Natural Language Processing
HTM Use-Cases
Video/Image-Recognition
on complex dynamical sys modelling
DO IT!
$ pip install nupic
$ python
>> import nupic, sys
>> print 'nupic' in sys.modules
True
>> # Success!
THANK YOU FOR YOUR ATTENTION!
Credits go to Jeff Hawkins & Numenta, Fergal Byrne and all of the NuPIC-Community for the presented work!
for sources, please see the source code.
if there are any problems, please contact me!


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During 7 months I ran a kippo (1) SSH honeypot on my VPS that I’m using for security research. I used kippo-graph (2) to generate these nice graphics from my kippo database. Below you can find some interesting statistics.
To be on the safe site, unfortunately I had to remove the ‘executed wget commands’, as most of them contained links to malware.
Input presentation and statistics gathered from the honeypot system
Overall post-compromise activity
| Post-compromise human activity | |
|---|---|
| Total number of commands | Distinct number of commands |
| 430 | 184 |
| Downloaded files | |
|---|---|
| Total number of downloads | Distinct number of downloads |
| 24 | 22 |
Human activity inside the honeypot
The following vertical bar chart visualizes the top 20 busiest days of real human activity, by counting the number of input to the system.
The following line chart visualizes real human activity per day, by counting the number of input to the system for each day of operation.
Warning: Dates with zero input are not displayed.
The following line chart visualizes real human activity per week, by counting the number of input to the system for each day of operation.
Top 10 input (overall)
The following table diplays the top 10 commands (overall) entered by attackers in the honeypot system.
| ID | Input | Count |
|---|---|---|
| 1 | w | 44 |
| 2 | ls | 23 |
| 3 | echo “WinSCP: this is end-of-file:0″ | 20 |
| 4 | uname -a | 16 |
| 5 | exit | 16 |
| 6 | cat /proc/cpuinfo | 15 |
| 7 | ps x | 10 |
| 8 | ls -a | 10 |
| 9 | cat /etc/issue | 10 |
| 10 | wget | 9 |
This vertical bar chart visualizes the top 10 commands (overall) entered by attackers in the honeypot system.
Top 10 successful input
The following table diplays the top 10 successful commands entered by attackers in the honeypot system.
| ID | Input (success) | Count |
|---|---|---|
| 1 | w | 44 |
| 2 | ls | 23 |
| 3 | echo “WinSCP: this is end-of-file:0″ | 20 |
| 4 | uname -a | 16 |
| 5 | exit | 16 |
| 6 | cat /proc/cpuinfo | 15 |
| 7 | ps x | 10 |
| 8 | ls -a | 10 |
| 9 | cat /etc/issue | 10 |
| 10 | wget | 9 |
This vertical bar chart visualizes the top 10 successful commands entered by attackers in the honeypot system.
Top 10 failed input
The following table diplays the top 10 failed commands entered by attackers in the honeypot system.
| ID | Input (fail) | Count |
|---|---|---|
| 1 | perl | 9 |
| 2 | make | 3 |
| 3 | perl -v | 3 |
| 4 | { | 3 |
| 5 | } | 3 |
| 6 | gcc | 2 |
| 7 | unaem -a | 2 |
| 8 | ./au | 1 |
| 9 | 14ddoszone.altervista.org sbnc.tgz | 1 |
| 10 | 14ddoszone.altervista.org sbnc.tgzwget http://www.freewebs.com/gbl-net/psyBNC.tar.gz | 1 |
This vertical bar chart visualizes the top 10 failed commands entered by attackers in the honeypot system.
passwd commands
The following table diplays the latest “passwd” commands entered by attackers in the honeypot system.
| ID | Timestamp | Input |
|---|---|---|
| 1 | Wednesday, 21-Aug-2013, 16:54 PM | bucea123 |
| 2 | Tuesday, 02-Apr-2013, 18:27 PM | hansol123 |
| 3 | Friday, 08-Feb-2013, 13:27 PM | tudorioan1911 |
Executed scripts
The following table diplays the latest executed scripts by attackers in the honeypot system.
| ID | Timestamp | Input |
|---|---|---|
| 1 | Tuesday, 23-Jul-2013, 16:59 PM | ./a 59.188 |
| 2 | Friday, 19-Jul-2013, 17:29 PM | ./bash |
| 3 | Wednesday, 19-Jun-2013, 09:15 AM | ./ss |
| 4 | Friday, 07-Jun-2013, 15:15 PM | ./go |
| 5 | Tuesday, 30-Apr-2013, 16:10 PM | ./ |
| 6 | Wednesday, 27-Mar-2013, 00:50 AM | ./setup 123456 9 |
| 7 | Friday, 22-Mar-2013, 07:18 AM | ./k-i686 |
| 8 | Saturday, 02-Feb-2013, 16:24 PM | ./autorun |
| 9 | Saturday, 02-Feb-2013, 16:24 PM | ./au |
Interesting commands
The following table diplays other interesting commands executed by attackers in the honeypot system.
| ID | Timestamp | Input |
|---|---|---|
| 1 | Friday, 09-Aug-2013, 22:02 PM | cat /proc/memoinfo |
| 2 | Friday, 02-Aug-2013, 11:41 AM | cat /pcat /proc/cpuinfo |
| 3 | Friday, 02-Aug-2013, 11:41 AM | cat /proc/meminfo |
| 4 | Tuesday, 23-Jul-2013, 21:28 PM | adduser test |
| 5 | Tuesday, 23-Jul-2013, 21:28 PM | cat /etc/passwd |
| 6 | Friday, 19-Jul-2013, 17:24 PM | cat /etc/hosts |
| 7 | Monday, 20-May-2013, 17:46 PM | cat messages |
| 8 | Monday, 20-May-2013, 17:46 PM | cat m |
| 9 | Tuesday, 14-May-2013, 04:09 AM | ssh -v |
| 10 | Tuesday, 02-Apr-2013, 18:26 PM | adduser pici |
| 11 | Sunday, 31-Mar-2013, 17:11 PM | strings /usr/sbin/sshd | grep %s:%s -A2 -B2 |
| 12 | Sunday, 31-Mar-2013, 17:11 PM | unset HISTORY HISTFILE HISTSAVE HISTZONE HISTORY HISTLOG |
| 13 | Sunday, 31-Mar-2013, 17:11 PM | export HISTFILE=/dev/null |
| 14 | Wednesday, 27-Mar-2013, 00:52 AM | kill -9 -1 |
| 15 | Wednesday, 27-Mar-2013, 00:50 AM | cd .sshd |
| 16 | Wednesday, 27-Mar-2013, 00:50 AM | cd /dev/shm |
| 17 | Wednesday, 27-Mar-2013, 00:49 AM | cat /etc/issue |
| 18 | Thursday, 21-Feb-2013, 06:38 AM | ifconfig |
| 19 | Friday, 08-Feb-2013, 13:27 PM | /usr/sbin/useradd -o -u 0 bonzo |
| 20 | Friday, 08-Feb-2013, 13:27 PM | cat /proc./cpuinfo |
| 21 | Thursday, 07-Feb-2013, 09:04 AM | echo “WinSCP: this is end-of-file:0″ |
| 22 | Thursday, 07-Feb-2013, 09:03 AM | cat /proc/cpuinfo |
apt-get commands
The following table diplays the latest “apt-get”/”aptitude” commands entered by attackers in the honeypot system.
| ID | Timestamp | Input |
|---|---|---|
| 1 | Monday, 20-May-2013, 17:49 PM | apt-get install apt dpkg aptitude |
| 2 | Monday, 20-May-2013, 17:49 PM | apt-get install vi |
| 3 | Monday, 20-May-2013, 17:44 PM | apt-get install find |
| 4 | Sunday, 31-Mar-2013, 17:12 PM | apt-get install perl |
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Our tools makes it super easy to create your own blockchain, but there is quite a few configuration parameters that needs to be set for the tools.
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Here are the generated output commands you can copy and paste to your local computer.
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Command:
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{{genesisWarning}}
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ORG_1000001 - vivo 1 ontology reference
Label
vivo 1 ontology reference
Editor preferred label
see vivo 1
Alternate name
in vivo 1
Definition
The term in the original VIVO ontology that is most like the annotated term.
Definition source
Michael Conlon https://orcid.org/0000-0002-1304-8447
Example
The organization class in the original VIVO ontology is most like the organization class in the VIVO Organization Ontology. They have different superclasses, so they are not the same.
Term editor
Michael Conlon https://orcid.org/0000-0002-1304-8447


The format for the elevation data is .e00 format -- a proprietary format from ESRI for data exchange that is undocumented and mostly not reverse engineered. I had to write a small class to read this data.
The procedure I used was to write a small code to translate .e00 to GeoTiff so my code could read it. I also changed filenames to follow Buckeye naming conventions and rewrote the hill-shade files to include more metadata. I wrote a Python script to convert all the files in the test directory.
One key trick to reading is that you must read an integral number of lines of ascii per row -- so that if the number of pixels in a row is not divisible by 5 (no. of entries per ascii line), dummy data set to no-data is read. For instance, if each row has 12 pixels, you must read 3 whole lines (15 samples) for each row and throw away the last 3.
I tried the hill-shading utility from GDAL. It looked really bad, so I had to abandon it. It looked like it was assigning the no-data elevation values a non-zero intensity and creating a little shadow for each no-data. From the doc, it looks like it should not do this, but I could not find a way to turn it off.
I finally read in the hill-shaded file I got from Puget Sound, then wrote it back out adding the required metadata.
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This page shows automated results of the Eta-Aquariids 2009, based on visual data entered through the IMO electronic report form. Note that these automated results may not be suitable for scientific use; please refer to manual analysis results published in journal papers (e.g., WGN) when available. Send your feedback regarding this page to Geert Barentsen.
Page generated: 2009 July 15 at 22:30 UT.
ZHRmax = 90 based on 342 Eta-Aquariids in 63 data intervals, assuming fixed population index r = 2.4 and zenith correction 1/sin(hR).
| Time (UT) | Solarlon | nINT | nETA | ZHR | |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 2009-04-26 11:11 | 36.227 | 1 | 4 | 19 | ±8 |
| 2009-04-30 10:31 | 40.089 | 1 | 1 | 10 | ±7 |
| 2009-04-30 11:25 | 40.126 | 1 | 2 | 11 | ±6 |
| 2009-05-02 13:26 | 42.149 | 5 | 15 | 19 | ±5 |
| 2009-05-03 03:54 | 42.733 | 8 | 25 | 23 | ±5 |
| 2009-05-03 18:48 | 43.335 | 2 | 27 | 35 | ±7 |
| 2009-05-04 07:49 | 43.861 | 6 | 32 | 41 | ±7 |
| 2009-05-05 03:25 | 44.652 | 2 | 30 | 62 | ±11 |
| 2009-05-05 10:04 | 44.920 | 3 | 21 | 30 | ±6 |
| 2009-05-05 18:37 | 45.265 | 10 | 56 | 51 | ±7 |
| 2009-05-06 00:12 | 45.491 | 6 | 31 | 34 | ±6 |
| 2009-05-06 07:50 | 45.798 | 4 | 23 | 90 | ±18 |
| 2009-05-06 10:33 | 45.908 | 4 | 20 | 39 | ±9 |
| 2009-05-06 18:55 | 46.245 | 2 | 26 | 53 | ±10 |
| 2009-05-07 04:34 | 46.634 | 4 | 18 | 32 | ±7 |
| 2009-05-08 01:55 | 47.494 | 3 | 11 | 26 | ±8 |
| 2009-05-23 18:24 | 62.618 | 1 | 0 | 13 | ±13 |
For each estimation interval: time is the middle of the interval, nINT is the number of observing periods and nETA is the number of Eta-Aquariids involved. ZHR = (1 + sum nETA) / sum(Teff/C) where Teff is the effective observing time and C is the total correction for limiting magnitude, clouds and zenith correction. The solar longitudes refer to equinox J2000.0.
Data has been received from 42 observers in 16 countries. Thank you for your efforts!
| Observer | Country | Teff | nETA |
|---|---|---|---|
| Salvador Aguirre | Mexico | 11.60h | 62 |
| Alexandre Amorim | Brazil | 8.89h | 46 |
| Adam Avramov | Bulgaria | 0.68h | 2 |
| Simiao Cheng | China | 1.15h | 3 |
| Filip Colakovic | Serbia | 2.00h | 4 |
| Paul Craft | Australia | 2.18h | 53 |
| Mayuresh Desai | India | 5.75h | 28 |
| Shishir Deshmukh | India | 1.08h | 8 |
| Sietse Dijkstra | Netherlands | 1.92h | 2 |
| Todor Dimitrov | Bulgaria | 1.71h | 4 |
| Atharva Dixit | India | 1.00h | 3 |
| Gadi Eidelheit | Israel | 1.17h | 3 |
| Plamena Enikova | Bulgaria | 1.25h | 2 |
| Christoph Gerber | Germany | 1.58h | 0 |
| Sylvie Gorkova | Czech Republic | 3.00h | 2 |
| Vilem Heblik | Czech Republic | 1.25h | 2 |
| Gabriel Hickel | Brazil | 1.00h | 24 |
| Yandong Hu | China | 1.00h | 17 |
| Carl Johannink | Netherlands | 2.29h | 0 |
| Visnja Jovanovic | Serbia | 2.00h | 3 |
| Stanislav Korotkiy | Russia | 1.00h | 4 |
| Jakub Koukal | Czech Republic | 22.00h | 39 |
| Peter Van Leuteren | Netherlands | 2.49h | 1 |
| Anna S. Levina | Israel | 1.17h | 4 |
| Minghui Liang | China | 0.75h | 3 |
| Jer Nan Lou | Taiwan | 0.13h | 1 |
| Qiang Ma | China | 0.50h | 2 |
| Adam Marsh | Australia | 3.00h | 43 |
| Grigoris Maravelias | Greece | 1.00h | 5 |
| Koen Miskotte | Netherlands | 2.22h | 0 |
| Momchil Molnar | Bulgaria | 1.13h | 3 |
| Richard Pollard | Australia | 0.50h | 0 |
| Ella Ratz | Israel | 1.33h | 4 |
| Jurgen Rendtel | Germany | 2.35h | 1 |
| Branislav Savic | Serbia | 1.68h | 5 |
| Rohan Shewale | India | 4.50h | 16 |
| Rafael Ruben Torregrosa Soler | Spain | 0.80h | 0 |
| Daniela Urumova | Bulgaria | 1.52h | 3 |
| Valentin Velkov | Bulgaria | 2.15h | 3 |
| Yulia Yancheva | Bulgaria | 1.13h | 5 |
| Quanzhi Ye | China | 0.98h | 4 |
| Weihou Zeng | China | 2.22h | 2 |
Create your own analysis!
Rate intervals: eta2009_rate.csv (CSV-format).
Magnitude distributions: eta2009_magn.csv (CSV-format).


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HaHa
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Functions | |
| def | should_process_breakpoint (api, adr, bpId, obj) |
| def | on_reset (api, resetAdr) |
| def | on_launch (api, debugProps) |
| def | HandleAppEntryBreakpoint (api) |
| def | HandlePatchBreakpoint (api) |
| def | GetStackAddrAndSize (api, mapFile) |
Variables | |
| bool | debugOutOfRam = False |
| int | patchBreakPointId = -1 |
| int | appEntryBreakPointId = -1 |
| int | postFlashDownloadAddr = 0x1236 |
| int | entryPointAdr = 0 |
DebugScript for SAMB devices. If programming mode is set to managed by script it will debug out of ram.
| def debughooks.GetStackAddrAndSize | ( | api, | |
| mapFile | |||
| ) |
| def debughooks.HandleAppEntryBreakpoint | ( | api | ) |
| def debughooks.HandlePatchBreakpoint | ( | api | ) |
| def debughooks.on_launch | ( | api, | |
| debugProps | |||
| ) |
| def debughooks.on_reset | ( | api, | |
| resetAdr | |||
| ) |
| def debughooks.should_process_breakpoint | ( | api, | |
| adr, | |||
| bpId, | |||
| obj | |||
| ) |
| int debughooks.appEntryBreakPointId = -1 |
| bool debughooks.debugOutOfRam = False |
| int debughooks.entryPointAdr = 0 |
| int debughooks.patchBreakPointId = -1 |
| int debughooks.postFlashDownloadAddr = 0x1236 |


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Classes and ids have slightly different uses. Id's should ideally only be used once per page, whereas classes can be re-used.
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| addPolygon {xts} | R Documentation |
Draw a polygon on an existing xts plot by specifying a time series of y coordinates. The xts index is used for the x coordinates and the first two columns are the upper and lower y coordinates, respectively.
addPolygon(x, y = NULL, main = "", on = NA, col = NULL, ...)
x |
an xts object to plot. Must contain 2 columns for the upper and lower y coordinates for the polygon. The first column is interpreted as the upper y coordinates and the second column as the lower y coordinates. |
y |
NULL, not used |
main |
main title for a new panel if drawn. |
on |
panel number to draw on. A new panel will be drawn if |
col |
color palette to use, set by default to rational choices. |
... |
passthru parameters to |
Ross Bennett
Based on code by Dirk Eddelbuettel from http://dirk.eddelbuettel.com/blog/2011/01/16/


Use the drawStar()
method again.
Of course. We already have a method to draw a star, so just use it.
The new stars need to be smaller than the central star.
So the size of the new stars is size/3
.
(Other sizes will also work. You may wish to play with this.)
// Grievously Awful Method
//
private void drawStar( int x, int y, int size )
{
int endX, endY ;
// Six lines radiating from (x,y)
for ( int i = 0; i<6; i++ )
{
endX = x + (int)(size*Math.cos( (2*Math.PI/6)*i ));
endY = y - (int)(size*Math.sin( (2*Math.PI/6)*i ));
graph.drawLine( x, y, endX, endY );
drawStar( endX, endY, size/3 ) ;
}
}
The basic star method is easily modified by inserting a statement that puts a star on the end of each line.


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Class Summary |
| AgentDistribution |
This is a helper class designed to apply random numbers generated using a
statistical distribution to a particular variable in your Agent Set. |
| BeanBowlUtils |
Utilities for working with the bean bowl library. |
| ByteCodeBuilder |
A factory class for dynamically creating instances of a few object
types. |
| ByteWrapper |
Mutable wrapper for a byte primitive. |
| ConservationCollection |
A Vector like collection class that maintains a specified size by either
randomly removing elements of the collection or removing elements through
the Remover class. |
| Disassembler |
Simple class file dissassembler. |
| DistributionFactory |
A class to easily generate statistical distributions for the AgentDistribution
class. |
| DoubleWrapper |
Mutable wrapper for a double primitive. |
| FloatWrapper |
Mutable wrapper for a float primitive. |
| IntWrapper |
Mutable wrapper for an int primitive. |
| LongWrapper |
Mutable wrapper for a int primitive. |
| ProbeEvent |
A semantic event that indicates that an object has been
probed. |
| ProbeUtilities |
Static utility methods for creating and working with Probes. |
| Random |
Encapsulates the colt library's random number generation. |
| SimUtilities |
Static Utility methods for RePast simulations. |
| XSLTTransformer |
Class used to transform xml documents using XSLT. |


My Review of the Best Books I Read in 2016
February 2, 2017
I took a challenge of reading 20 books in 2016 of which I successfully completed 13 books. I mostly prefer non-fiction because they focus more on how the real world works and give me most out of the time I invest in them.
From creative process at Pixar to the life of real world wizard - Elon Musk, I learned a lot from them. Below is the short review of books I like the most.
Man’s Search for Meaning -By Viktor E. Frankl
“Everything can be taken from a man but one thing: the last of the human freedoms–to choose one’s attitude in any given set of circumstances, to choose one’s own way.” -Frankl
This book discusses Frankl’s experiences in Auschwitz and other concentration camps as well as his experiences afterward, with an eye toward figuring out the meaning of life. Despite what seems a dismal topic, this is a optimistic book that left me feeling satisfied and joyful. Frankl believes that life can have meaning at all times and under all circumstances, and he makes a convincing argument. I plan to recommend this book to my friends and to read it again.
The Hard Thing About Hard Things: Building a Business When There Are No Easy Answers By Ben Horowitz
I just loved this book and will like to recommend it to anyone who has hunch to start a company (just to be aware of the fact that how hard it is) or even a part of a startup company as it really helps you to understand the never lasting demanding nature of startups.
The problem with other available books on same topic is, they are written by authors who have not the first hand experience of starting a company from scratch and sailing it to the very end, successfully, the people who have never managed even a fruit stand in their life. Some of them try to sell you some formulas, shortcuts on starting a company (there is no such thing like that) while some of them clearly don’t have any idea what are they talking about and end up sounding like a fairy tale with rainbows and sunshine.
I am not saying all of them are bad (peace!!) but when someone like Ben Horowitz who just didn’t create a company from scratch but sail it through worst economic recession, specially for an internet based company i.e dot-com bubble burst to the very end(selling it to HP), writes a book on the same topic it clearly blows out everything else out of the water. What I like the most about this book is it’s detailed nature, Ben just doesn’t only talk about why some strategy is bad for you company but also gives you an example (a real one) and then goes further and talks about what you should be doing instead i.e the right strategy.
Following is some excerpts from book which I find worth mentioning.
“Perhaps the most important thing that I learned as an entrepreneur was to focus on what I needed to get right and stop worrying about all the things that I did wrong or might do wrong”
“By far the most difficult skill that I learned as CEO was the ability to manage my own psychology. Organizational design, process design, metrics, hiring and firing were all relatively straightforward skills to master compared with keeping my mind in check.
“It’s like the fight club of management. The first rule of the CEO psychological meltdown is don’t talk about the psychological meltdown”
“Great CEOs face the pain. They deal with the sleepless nights, the cold sweats, and what my friend Alfred Chuang calls “the torture”. Whenever I meet a successful CEO, I ask them how they did it.Mediocre CEOs point to their brilliant strategic moves or their intuitive business sense or a variety of other self-congratulatory explanations. The great CEOs tend to be remarkably consistent in their answers. They all say, ‘I didn’t quit’.
“Every time you make the hard, correct decision you become a bit more courageous and every time you make the easy, wrong decision you become a bit more cowardly. If you are a CEO, these choices will lead to a courageous or cowardly company”
“Hard things are hard because there are no easy answers or recipes. They are hard because your emotions are at odds with your logic. They are hard because you cannot ask for help without showing weakness”
” ‘Life is struggle.’ I believe that within that quote lies the most important lesson in entrepreneurship: Embrace the struggle.”
Creativity, Inc.: Overcoming the Unseen Forces That Stand in the Way of True Inspiration By Ed Catmull, Amy Wallace
I am a Pixar fan to my core and this book only reinforced my connection. Their films are the outcome of a beautiful collaboration among a diverse group of talented individuals. Ed’s compilation of the ups and downs of Pixar shows the power of heeding to principles not focused on profits, but on daring to do the best, most creative work you can. It is so crucial to create an environment where failure is not just acceptable, but expected when daring to do something hard and worth doing. I am inspired and enlightened by their learning and commitment to each other. If I were to start my own company, this would be the handbook.
The bonus was hearing his experience working Steve Jobs, and gratifying to know that Ed, Steve and John Lasseter all grew as leaders in the time the took Pixar from good to great
Elon Musk: Inventing the Future By Ashlee Vance
Being an Elon Musk fanboy, I have watched countless interviews and read a lot about him over the web. This book is an yet another quest in knowing about musk on an even more deeper level. Ashlee Vance has done a fantastic job of getting the reader absorbed into every intricate details about Elon. Moreover, it din’t actually feel like reading a book . But, like sitting intrigued for long hours listening to a close friend of Elon speak about him.
The Power of Habit: Why We Do What We Do in Life and Business By Charles Duhigg
It’s a great book and some of the facts and stories are really great and cool enough to be part of a discussion or things you want to talk about while you are on a date (nerd alert). The book is really impressive especially the habits of individuals section of the book inspires and motivates me a lot to follow the wonderful statements given in the book how to work with habit loop using cue routine reward pattern to create new and change existing habits to be satisfied in whatever habits that we are involved.
The thing that I didn’t like about this book is the authors’s writing stile, the way he stretches the story, keeps fixating on same fact even after making the point and starts another story in middle of one. And this is why I left reading it after first section (which is really interesting). The better strategy to read this book, without being bored would be to read the first section and then select the section you want to read about by going through contents.
The $100 Startup: Reinvent the Way You Make a Living, Do What You Love, and Create a New Future By Chris Guillema
When we hear word entrepreneurship, name of people like Bill Gates
Mark Zuckerberg, Elon Musk and their multi billion ventures
come in mind at the same time.
However, there is also example of people who didn’t need a great idea, venture capital or even a detailed plan, they
just went on to solve their own problem and by doing this they
found their own business to support their life.
In this book, author Chris Guillebeau has collected some case studies on those very people and their business.
In the words of Chris Guillebeau himself, “It’s a Blueprint, Not a Vague Series of Ideas”. This book offers you the blueprint to kickstart a microbusiness, showing you to get from Point A to Point B. If you’re trying to look for business ideas, or even ideas to improve your business, this may not be the best book to pick up.
On the other hand, if you’re looking for a guide on starting a microbusiness, I believe this is a great guide that will serve you well.
Another thing I like about this book is how much it talks about value (helping others). Keep in mind that the goal of a business is profit. To reach profitability?  It’s my personal opinion that a lot of business today are so profit-oriented they forgot about the value they are providing to customers.


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however their point that you prominently say "test chain" dont buy, while buying... it does seem contradictory
so now, the "dont buy" notices are removed
community gets to by PIRATE for the same cost
i think that solves the problem


25 June 1999
Disease Outbreak Reported
Between January and May 1999, a total of 616 034 cases of malaria was reported by health centres. In January, all provinces were affected, and although only 75% of provinces were affected in May, there was a significant increase in some (especially Karusi, with 2.5 times more cases in May than in April).
A comparison of data for May 1998 and May 1999 has shown that in some provinces, cases have increased very sharply (e.g. Mutoyi, from 3 094 to 7 568; Rutoke, from 293 to 1 768). Figures concerning the number of deaths are not available for all provinces. In Mutoyi, a total of 17 deaths was registered between January and May; in Karusi, 34 deaths were recorded between 15 May and 15 June.
The local health authorities have taken the necessary measures to mobilize resources for drug procurement, reinforced epidemiological surveillance and vector control.


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Adornment Pearl
Silver with pearl
Love
Ladies watches
Antique Collection
Flower Bit Brooch
Diamond Ring
$5500
Adornment Pearl
Silver with pearl
$3500
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Silver with pearl
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Flask-WkHTMLtoPDF¶
Flask-WkHTMLtoPDF
Convert JavaScript dependent Flask templates into PDFs with wkhtmltopdf.
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(app=None)[source]¶ Wkhtmltopdf class container to use the robust wkhtmltopdf library which is capable of generating a PDF from HTML, CSS, and JavaScript using a modified WebKit engine. This extension allows you to easily incorporate this functionality into your Flask app.
In addition to the dependencies automatically installed, you must manually download the appropriate wkhtmltopdf command line tool from http://wkhtmltopdf.org/downloads.html
The main function render_template_to_pdf() works similar to Flask’s built-in render_template() function and in fact utilizes some of the same underlying functions. However, as the name suggests, it will return a pdf instead of a rendered webpage.
To initialize, pass your flask app’s object to Flask-WkHTMLtoPDF:
from flask_wkhtmltopdf import Wkhtmltopdf app = Flask(__name__) wkhtmltopdf = Wkhtmltopdf(app)
Then pass the template to the render_template_to_pdf() function. You can pass Jinja2 params just like with render_template():
render_template_to_pdf('test.html', download=True, save=False, param='hello')
Celery, an asynchronous task queue, is highly suggested when using Flask-WkHTMLtoPDF as rendering the PDF can be resource heavy and take an unacceptable amount of time to generate. To enable Celery, set ‘WKHTMLTOPDF_USE_CELERY = True’ in your Flask app’s config.
You must add three variables to your Flask app’s config:
WKHTMLTOPDF_BIN_PATH = r'C:\Program Files\wkhtmltopdfin' PDF_DIR_PATH = os.path.join(os.path.dirname(os.path.abspath(__file__)), 'static', 'pdf')
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render_template_to_pdf
(template_name_or_list, save=False, download=False, **context)[source]¶ Renders a template from the template folder with the given context and produces a pdf. As this can be resource intensive, the function can easily be decorated with celery.task() by setting the WKHTMLTOPDF_USE_CELERY to True.
Parameters: - template_name_or_list – The name of the template to be rendered, or an iterable with template names. The first one existing will be rendered.
- save – Specifies whether to save the temporary pdf generated. Defaults to False.
- download – Specifies if the pdf should be displayed in the browser or downloaded as an attachment. Defaults to False (in browser).
- context – The variables that should be available in the context of the Jinja2 template.
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{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.
Feel free to leave a link to your moment in the comments for others to see.


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// XXX Maybe push the foreign keys pragma to caller.
db.execute("PRAGMA foreign_keys = ON")
db.execute("PRAGMA application_id = %d" % (0x42594442,))
db.executescript("BEGIN;" + bayesdb_schema_5 + "COMMIT")
elif application_id != 0x42594442:
raise IOError("Wrong application id: 0x%08x" % (application_id,))
elif user_version != 5:
raise IOError("Unknown bayeslite format version: %d" % (user_version,))
After Change
elif user_version != 5:
raise IOError("Unknown bayeslite format version: %d" % (user_version,))
db.execute("PRAGMA foreign_keys = ON")
db.execute("PRAGMA integrity_check")
db.execute("PRAGMA foreign_key_check")


--- layout: post title: 'MailGun and NameCheap: SPF and DKIM Validation' date: 2015-10-15 14:14:24.000000000 +07:00 categories: - How To tags: - dkim - email - esp - mailgun - namecheap - spf ---
When working on client projects, e-mail delivery is a primary concern. Most of my clients (most people in general I assume) use e-mail quite extensively for lead generation on their site.
Making sure e-mails are correctly delivered is crucial. Unfortunately, the basic way e-mails are sent out with website is quite unreliable. The common function used in PHP for instance is mail()
. As a WordPress specialist, I very often work with its WordPress wrapper wp_mail()
.
What this function does is send the e-mails using the hosting server itself. This is very dangerous, especially when using shared hosting. Poor delivery and blacklisting are the two major risks.
I'm not going to list all the reasons why you shouldn't use a hosting server to send out e-mails. I'm just going to say that it is more than recommended to use a dedicated e-mail delivery service. There are plenty available. Mandrill, MailGun, SendGrid, MailJet...
For all the small clients I've been working with, I've always used Mandrill (made by MailChimp). They offered a pretty nice free plan that was more than enough for small businesses. However, they stopped this free plan not long ago.
As I was working on yet another small business's site, I turned towards MailGun. It also is a well made delivery service. However, I encountered one problem when trying to validate the domain (mandatory to start using the service).
I am a huge fan of NameCheap for domains management. Their prices are really good, and the support has always been outstanding for me.
Validating your domain on MailGun using NameCheap is not exactly done as described in MailGun documentation. I've been able to figure out how to make this work after a bit of research.
You're asked by MailGun to add an SPF and a DKIM record to your domain hosts. You can Google that around if you don't know what it is. Instead of just copy/pasting the records as MailGun shows them, here is what you wanna do.
With NameCheap, the SPF record should NOT contain the domain name as the host, but @
instead (which is basically a shorthand for your domain name).
The SPF record in NameCheap should look like this (the pattern is host | value | record type):
{% highlight bash %} @ | v=spf1 include:mailgun.org ~all | TXT Record {% endhighlight %}If the SPF won't validate, you can check it with MXToolbox: http://mxtoolbox.com/SuperTool.aspx?action=mx:YOURDOMAIN.COM&run=toolpage
If it shows the correct SPF record, then just wait. If not, check your settings again.
Regarding the DKIM record, two things need to be changed.
First of all, the host should NOT contain your domain name. It should simply be pic._domainkey
.
Second of all, you want to add the DKIM version at the beginning of the value: v=DKIM1
. Your record should look something like that (again: host | value | record type):
If the DKIM won't validate, you can check it with MXToolbox: http://mxtoolbox.com/SuperTool.aspx?action=dkim:YOURDOMAIN.COM:DOMAINKEY&run=toolpage#
When replacing DOMAINKEY, use the part that's before _domainkey
and don't include any .
.
If it shows the correct DKIM record, then just wait. If not, check your settings again.