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...verboten, and paying four or five bucks for a bottle of water inside security is just another indignity that flyers would prefer to avoid. The solution? Buy a non-disposable water bottle and fill it courtesy of a friendly server at an airport restaurant, or at a water fountain or bathroom faucet. (Local, state and federal regulators monitor water quality and safety at U.S. airports; however, do not drink the tap water aboard the plane.) Toting your own water bottle also cuts down on waste - according to California's Department of Conservation, a billion plastic bottles end up in landfills...
...Another mistake, common in student government elections, was the preponderance of outrageous promises. For instance, one candidate promised to clean up the “smelly Science Center fountain,” stop the “annoying bells” from ringing, and install swingsets in the Yard. Although many undergraduates might not object to these changes, as campaign promises they are meaningless, given the UC’s lack of say in such matters. How can the UC expect to be taken seriously if its ranks are determined by these arbitrary criteria...
...never heard of the Tales, which are decribed as Aesop-like children's stories to be read to little wizarding kids. "Oh come on!" Ron says - he can't quite believe it. "All the old kids' stories are supposed to be Beedle's, aren't they? 'The Fountain of Fair Fortune'...'The Wizard and the Hopping Pot'...'Babbitty Rabbitty and Her Cackling Stump...
...best of the bunch are "The Fountain of Fair Fortune" and "The Tale of Three Brothers." "Fair Fortune" is about three witches and a knight and their quest to reach a magic fountain. "Three Brothers" is, of course, a compressed little gem about Rowling's great themes, love and death. (Though there's one thing I don't get about the story: are we supposed to believe that the Youngest Brother spends his whole life wearing the invisibility cloak? You'd think he'd at least wash it once in a while, at which time Death would swoop down...
...always did during times of trial. In the garden, the air was cool with the promise of autumn. The vines twined themselves about the tall brick walls and the statues stood serenely, untouched except by the elements. She trailed her fingertips through the clear water of her favorite fountain, in the pool of which a young stone maiden lay prostate at the feet of a scholarly hero, who held an open book aloft in one strong stone hand. Peace settled over Roxanna. And then, from the eastern corner of her garden, came the earthly, foreboding thunk of a steel spade...