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...fifth day of the road trip, the van leaves Gyseni, a former colonial lake resort in the western province of Rwanda, and takes a bumpy and circuitous route to Kibuye, on the eastern shore of Lake Kivu. The driver constantly sounds his horn or drives frighteningly close to people to scare them off the road. The landscape outside is breathtaking: lush green hills, banana plantations and in the distance, the Virunga volcanoes, home of the famous Rwandan mountain gorillas...
Though often educated and deeply thoughtful, many PWs say they can't partake in theological debates at church lest their opinions be interpreted as their husbands'. There, too, the Internet provides an outlet. Lora Horn, 35, a mother of two from Las Vegas, moved to rural Garrett, Ind., in 2004. "I never fit into the mold," says the former social worker. "I was a tomboy. I'm not domestic. I'm intellectual. I'm an introvert. I'm a person who likes to buck the norm." She began blogging a year ago as RebelliousPastorsWife to "have the conversations I wasn...
...keeps forgetting to mention that he believes he would make a good President. ("I don't mean to toot my own horn," he said at the firehouse, when he finally remembered to boast.) Giuliani's biggest round of applause is usually the one when he's introduced...
...only was the program brimming with the work of late-19th century and early 20th century masters, we were also privy to Lipkind’s brilliant arrangement and transcription work. Lipkind interpreted Alexander Scriabin’s “Romance for Horn and Piano (1890)” magnificently and fluidly, and, as Lipkind put it, delivered the piece “by both transcribing it and rewriting the ending...
...dirtier than Mexican water and an attitude to boot. She’s a living, breathing, rehab-hopping, cussing train wreck who lays it all out there for us, sordid and unashamed. In “Me and Mr. Jones,” a cute bluesy ditty with a horn section and back up singers, Winehouse off-handedly sings, “What kind of fuckery is this? / Nowadays you don’t mean dick to me.” Behind her, a tripartite harmony of voices echoes sweetly, “Dick...