first_imgSports Women’s Basketball Sets New HP Gym Low Score By ROBERT LEWIS Published on Tuesday, January 19, 2016 | 12:40 pm Business News Community News Get our daily Pasadena newspaper in your email box. Free.Get all the latest Pasadena news, more than 10 fresh stories daily, 7 days a week at 7 a.m. Top of the News First Heatwave Expected Next Week HerbeautyThe Most Heartwarming Moments Between Father And DaughterHerbeautyHerbeautyHerbeautyHere Is What Scientists Say Will Happen When You Eat AvocadosHerbeautyHerbeautyHerbeauty15 Beauty Secrets Only Indian Women KnowHerbeautyHerbeautyHerbeauty5 Things To Avoid If You Want To Have Whiter TeethHerbeautyHerbeautyHerbeautyInstall These Measures To Keep Your Household Safe From Covid19HerbeautyHerbeautyHerbeautyIs It Bad To Give Your Boyfriend An Ultimatum?HerbeautyHerbeauty Home of the Week: Unique Pasadena Home Located on Madeline Drive, Pasadena Pasadena Will Allow Vaccinated People to Go Without Masks in Most Settings Starting on Tuesday 0 commentsShareShareTweetSharePin it Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *center_img Community News Subscribe More Cool Stuff Name (required)  Mail (required) (not be published)  Website  Lancer Emiko Powell goes up for a layup during the Lancers loss Friday night, image by Richard Quinton.Cerritos College limited the Pasadena City College women’s basketball team to its lowest score in Hutto-Patterson Gymnasium history in defeating the Lancers, 67-40, Friday night in a South Coast Conference crossover game. The gym opened its doors in the 1999-2000 season.The Lancers, who entered the contest as the No. 12-ranked team in Southern California, had a miserable shooting night from the floor, making only 12 of 55 shots (21.8 percent). The previous low by a PCC team at home was 43 last season v. Long Beach City College. The last time PCC scored as few points was at Mt. San Antonio on Dec. 21, 2012 in a 57-40 defeat.The Lancers (11-9 overall) made only 50 percent from the free throw line, 14 of 28 attempts.The No. 10-rated Falcons (14-7) rained down 11 shots from beyond the 3-point circle, including four each by Verenice Gomez (13 points) and Allyson O’Brien (15 points). PCC hit just 2-for-17 on 3s. Cerritos outrebounded Pasadena, 60-40.Freshman point guard Emiko Powell, a late add to the starting lineup, led PCC with 10 points while forward Ilianna Blanc had eight points and six rebounds before fouling out late in the game.Pasadena was at least consistent in its low scoring as the team registered 10 points each in the four quarters of play.PCC begins the 8-game, SCC North Division schedule Wednesday, Jan. 20 in a 5 p.m. tip-off at Los Angeles Trade Tech. Pasadena’s ‘626 Day’ Aims to Celebrate City, Boost Local Economy faithfernandez More » ShareTweetShare on Google+Pin on PinterestSend with WhatsApp,Virtual Schools PasadenaHomes Solve Community/Gov/Pub SafetyCitizen Service CenterPASADENA EVENTS & ACTIVITIES CALENDARClick here for Movie Showtimes EVENTS & ENTERTAINMENT | FOOD & DRINK | THE ARTS | REAL ESTATE | HOME & GARDEN | WELLNESS | SOCIAL SCENE | GETAWAYS | PARENTS & KIDS Make a commentlast_img read more

first_imgShannon Group chief executive Mary Considine.SHANNON Airport has suffered a massive blow with the announcement yesterday that both Ryanair and Aer Lingus are suspending their  flights for the winter months. Shannon Group chief executive Mary Considine has called for an urgent financial lifeline for Shannon Airport and a support package for the aviation sector in the National Economic Plan to be announced next month.Representatives of both airlines informed Wednesday’s meeting of the Joint Oireachtas Committee on Transport and Communication, that they could not commit to reopening their Shannon operations unless and until travel restrictions ease.They said that the decision to suspend services was as a result of a collapse in bookings due to the Level Five Covid restrictions. The shock announcement that both Ryanair and Aer Lingus are to ground their flight operations at Shannon Airport has been described as a serious blow for the Midwest region.Confirmation of the suspension of services came at this Wednesday’s meeting of the Joint Oireachtas Committee on Transport and Communication, with representatives of both airlines saying that they couldn’t commit to reopening their Shannon operations unless travel restrictions ease.Ryanair will not fly from Shannon between November 4 and December 12 at least; while Aer Lingus does not expect to operate its London Heathrow route until at least next April.Sign up for the weekly Limerick Post newsletter Sign Up Shannon Group chief executive Mary Considine described the announcement as extremely disappointing and called for a support package for the aviation sector in the National Economic Plan to be announced next month.“We are extremely disappointed with the news; it is a further illustration of the devastating impact of the pandemic on the aviation sector. This latest development effectively means we will have no scheduled services at Shannon for a month”.She said that the airport would remain open to service cargo, general aviation, transit business and to facilitate hangar movements.Meelick-based Fianna Fáil TD Cathal Crowe, who is a member of the Oireachtas Committee said he understood there was a glimmer of hope that the airlines could retain their Shannon operations but it was clear that this would not happen.“We have been told a large portion of it is a commercial decision, because of a lack of bookings, but that the orange and red routes in the traffic light system are quite convoluted and difficult to work out and that also played a role,” he explained.“This  is a huge blow to Shannon Airport and those who depend on that vital link to Heathrow will be devastated.“It’s a huge blow to Ryanair and Aer Lingus workers, to Shannon workers and to all of us here in the Shannon region and across the Midwest.“I have queried what more can be done; they have admitted it’s more commercially viable to fly in and out of Dublin because of the population base but we need to know what we can do to give Shannon it’s fair share.“I also raised the issue of the challenges posed by the EU traffic light system for air travel.“At the moment, European Centre for Disease Prevention and Control operates a system of regional risk basis, meaning one region of Ireland could be rated green and another red.“But almost all of Europe is rated as red with the exception of Calabria in South Italy,” Deputy Crowe added.“To me, it looks like even though they’ve said it would be on a regional basis, it’s more like entire countries have been categorised as red.“I made the point that based on last night’s Covid figures, the counties of Tipperary and Wicklow have seen their 14-day incidence rate drop below 150. So theoretically if they had airports, they could operate on a category green basis.“That really needs to be hammered down and we need more clarity on the regional aspect of this plan.“I hope to receive clarification from both the Department of Transport and the European Commission because if we have a lower incidence rate here than in Dublin, we could, in theory, be accepting flights in the Midwest – and that’s exactly what Shannon needs,” Deputy Crowe concluded.  WhatsApp Advertisement Previous articleDebenhams workers continue protest as premises goes on saleNext articleCity’s new Covid centre can cater for 1,000 tests a day Bernie Englishhttp://www.limerickpost.ieBernie English has been working as a journalist in national and local media for more than thirty years. She worked as a staff journalist with the Irish Press and Evening Press before moving to Clare. She has worked as a freelance for all of the national newspaper titles and a staff journalist in Limerick, helping to launch the Limerick edition of The Evening Echo. Bernie was involved in the launch of The Clare People where she was responsible for business and industry news. Facebook Emailcenter_img Linkedin Twitter Print NewsBusinessTransportAer Lingus and Ryanair deliver a double blow to Shannon AirportBy Bernie English – October 29, 2020 2415 last_img read more

first_imgIf you see someone walking toward a concert with their finger in the air, it’s because they are looking for a ticket. These people are typically willing to pay for said ticket, making the exchange easy-breezy for those heading in to see the band. It becomes an easy exchange, where both parties win. On the flip-side of this equation, there are times where the giver expects nothing at all and the receiver wins. This is called a “miracle”, when someone hands you a ticket and asks for nothing in return.One phan, Ryan Carey, had a miraculous concert experience at Madison Square Garden last New Year’s Eve when Phish played. He penned this story about his entire experience, which you can enjoy below:Our story begins Saturday December 19th, 2015. I was sitting in my usual 10am bikram yoga class in Lefferts, Brooklyn. My favorite teacher was teaching. It was about 105 degrees with 60 degree humidity. Most bikram teachers just say the same thing – they recite the class. There’s no room for originality or stories. They’re more robotic, but that’s just the style. My favorite teacher is named Robbin. She’s different because she always strays off the path and throws in jokes and zingers and stories. It’s a breath of fresh air. We’re kicking off 90 minutes of heat, where students are silent and only the teacher instructs.On the 3rd or 4th pose, students cross their legs standing up and form somewhat of a pretzel. The goal is to keep it tight and balance on one leg. Robbin is walking us through the pose and says,“Keep those legs tight, like you’re squeezing a ticket.”We continue holding, trying to focus.“Hold that ticket tight. Don’t let it go.”We have a theme now, this ticket. It would continue to pop up in class. It didn’t make much sense but, whatever.“That’s it. Hold that ticket in place, like a Phish ticket.”What?I assume I heard her incorrectly. Or that there is some other form of fish Robbin is talking about. Not to be judgmental but Robbin is mid 40’s African American and although she does often make amazing music references, I could not believe she was talking about what it sounded like. Each pose in bikram is done twice, so we set up to do another pretzel. Once again, the ticket theme comes up.“Hold that ticket tight! It’s valuable. Those Phish tickets are hard to come by. I know.”OK. Where is this going?To back up a few months, Phish announced a 4 night run at MSG over New Year’s. Tickets sold out immediately but I was fortunate enough to grab some nosebleed seats for the final night. My eyes are locked on her and mind is racing with possibilities, as I hold myself in a pretzel. Silent. In 3 digit heat. We move onto the next pose and Robbin begins to tell a story.“Man, those Phish tickets are beautiful. The art work! I’ve never seen anything like them. Do any of you know who I’m talking about? The band? They play every New Years’ at the Garden?”About 5 people flash a hand, saying nothing.“My apartment building got a new mailman recently and he delivered my neighbor’s mail to me instead. They’re out of town, but there was an official looking package so I called them to see if I should open it, and they said sure.”I know exactly where this is going. The image in my head is crystal clear.“Well, I opened this cardboard FedEx envelope and wouldn’t you know. 8 tickets to these concerts! 2 for each of the 4 nights! And the seats are amazing. Something like section 103. I’m thinking, I should go sell these! They’re valuable. I know how this goes. And it turns out my neighbors had lost track of it, were out in Seattle, and can’t go anyway.”Now, I’m starting to lose it. My eyes haven’t left her. I want to break the pose. It’s like when Alex Trebek starts reading a question on Jeopardy and the contestant doesn’t let him finish the sentence because they know they answer. She doesn’t need to finish anything. The pose, the sentence, the class. I’m there. In my seats. At MSG. I go to the dark side. My competitive razor edge pokes out. I gaze around the class examining every student, wondering which one of these motherfuckers is thinking the same thing I am. Well, you’d better stop thinking it, because I will stab you. Those tickets are fucking mine.This exchange occurred in 5 minutes and now I have over an hour to sit in silence, sweating, waiting. I start to day dream. I’ve got 2 amazing seats to 4 nights of Phish. Who will I take? Who will I surprise? Who’s never been? Who do I want to experience it? This is going to make the best story. Only in NYC does this happen.The core of these tickets is obviously New Year’s Eve. It often looks like this:Being in the building for a Phish show on New Year’s Eve is guaranteed fun and one of the hardest tickets out there, especially in New York. I need to somehow tell Robbin that I want those tickets if they’re free. The final posture of the class is just laying there in your own sweat, the room silent, to let your body cool down. As she says the final Namaste, I spring up to follow her out of the room like a creep at a bar following a girl around (not that I’d know).I say, “Hey Robbin, if somehow those tickets you mentioned in there aren’t going to be used, I will buy all of them. I’m a big fan and have seen a bunch of their shows.”“Oh! Isn’t that great! Yes, of course. I’ll give my neighbor a call after class and see what they were thinking. Here, give me your number.”Wow. That was easy. And I didn’t have to make anyone bleed. Later that day, she texts me that she’s made the call but no word back. I try not to get ahead of myself but it’s hard not to. All they have to say is “Yes, Robbin, that would save us so much hassle. Have Ryan pay you and grab the tickets.” A few more days pass and while I haven’t lost hope, I know how this goes. If these people scored 8 tickets, they’re not rookies. They have other die hard friends who’d kill for these and probably just need to make a phone call. Their neighbor’s yoga student is not super high on the list of people to bestow these gifts up.On the 23rd, I’m on a bus driving south to DC when I get the text:“Hi Ryan. Turns out they’re going to try to give the tickets to a friend their indebted to. Sorry but wishing you well on getting into the shows.”Sigh.Oh well, it almost became a great story. At least I’m seeing one of the shows. But all 4 would have been swell.Christmas comes and goes. It’s a time to look back at another uphill year that saw some highs and lows. Being away from NYC allows me some silence and space to catch up on a few months of reflection I suppose. I’d thought about booking my bus back to NYC early juuuuuuuust in case the yoga thing worked, but there were no last minute miracles this year.On 12/30, I took a late bus up to the city, leaving Bethesda, MD at 7pm. The whole way up, I was listening to the first night’s show live from the Garden, sitting in the front row of the bus. That made the trip easier, and as the band starts their encore in my earphones, we are pulling into the city, our final stop literally 2 blocks from MSG. We pull up and I see the masses leaving the show. The circus was officially in town. As we pull up to the curb, there lies a litmus test that there’s a Phish show nearby. 4-5 nitrous tanks filling balloons for willing customers. C’mon, guys. It’s not 1997. I hop on in a taxi and make my way home.The next day is New Year’s Eve and my goal is to stay in, not drink, and prepare for the 2 final nights at the Garden. I thought about just popping over on the train to see if there were any tickets being sold. Although scalpers were asking in the realm of $500-$1,000 per ticket in certain sections, Wayne Gretzky once said, you miss 100% of the shots you don’t take. At around 6pm, I hopped on the subway to Penn Station, giving myself about a 90 minute window to check the market before heading back and staying in for the night. I come up from the subway and before I’m outside, people are already looking, holding single fingers over their heads as the universal sign for ‘I need a ticket’.Aside from a few non-Phish fan scalpers, I didn’t hear anything. I started walking against the grain, away from MSG, trying to get people approaching the venue. A mix of die-hard fans and people wondering WTF I was doing with my finger. After about 30 minutes, I circle back. A guy in the street says,“Hey, Mr. Finger.”Yeah.“You should go to the will call window where they’ve been re-releasing tickets.“Oh, no shit.“Yeah, do it.”I roll over to a line about 60 people deep. As people cancel tickets last minute, they’ll sell them at face value to this line. Who the hell would cancel their Phish New Year’s tickets?! The latest stat was 10 tickets sold in the past 4 hours. Not in my favor. Need to keep moving. I roll toward the back side of MSG, switching arms to hold up because they’re getting more tired. A trio walks by and one guys says “Hey, we’ve got one. Let’s take a walk so we don’t get busted for scalping.” Cool. Sounds good. We roll down a street and chat. They’re in from Colorado. The ticket they have is to sit with them. They got it off of Stubhub. For $240. I kindly decline, as we all know, somewhere unwritten in the Phish scene is that buying a ticket above face value isn’t too cool. I lose a little steam, thinking this was one of my closest chances. I start walking back towards the front of MSG on 33rd St., finger again in the air.A woman, tall, attractive, early 30’s walks past me, makes eye contact, and without breaking stride, hands me a ticket. The exchange was, at most, 3 seconds. It felt like an hour. My brain quickly puts the pieces together. I’ve been given a piece of paper. I’m holding it. I look at her and can only involuntarily say “No.” As in, no, this can’t be. All she says is “Happy New Year.” I look down again. General Admission West. I look up and she’s gone.I’m alone again. In the cold. In the middle of New York City. Holding what could be a free ticket to a Phish New Year’s show. After having no expectations. After having acknowledged it’s been a hard year of fighting to stay above water in this god damn city. After acknowledging that, in some ways, I’m more tired than I’ve ever felt in my life. After, not asking for anything, but deep down knowing I could use a win, she gave me one. I take a minute to gather myself.There is a specific entrance for these GA stubs. I walk in and go through security, then it’s D day with the ticket scanner. I hand it to the woman, still not fully believing I’m walking closer to the show.It beeps.I’m in.Unreal.These are the things you only hear stories about.So, where exactly in the building am I going? It soon became clear I wasn’t like the others and whatever ticket I had lead me down a different roped off path. Up ahead was a table where they called me over. Wristband station. This is a good sign. It’s New Year’s, I’m at a Phish show and I’m getting a wristband. They equip me with an orange one and I’m on my way. Up some escalators. Through some doors. It’s soon clear I’m underneath the stands. I’m low. I’m floor level. There are ritzy concessions and people milling about, exuding the energy anyone would knowing they’ve gotten inside the building for an event like this. There’s a hole in the stands. I go towards it and can see the stadium. Far in the distance is the stage and I’m standing at the back of the floor. Security is ushering people through, calling for hands in the air. Blue wristbands step in here. Orange keep walking, so I did. Next thing I know, I’m standing in the front section of the floor which is now only 20% full since we’ve got about 90 minutes til showtime. I sit down on the floor and realize 2 things. 1. Something just amazing happened and 2. I’m by myself, for the first time ever at a Phish show. The ceiling is covered in netting, holding thousands of balloons to be dropped at midnight. Hanging towards the back of the floor is an unusual structure that most likely would come into play later. I make friends with some people and blow their minds with my story. They all sort of validate my feeling by the sheer shock of their response. Yes, getting miracled into a Phish NYE show is one of the greatest things out there to some people like me. The rest of the night was spectacular. I did what you’re supposed to do when someone hands you a free Phish ticket of out the kindness of their heart – danced my ass off for 4 hours.At one point during set break, I talked to this girl and told her the story. We discussed going to shows solo and she does it often, preferring it sometimes. When you’re solo, you don’t have to wait and can mill about the madness as you please. You can also leave whenever you want.After the balloons dropped and Aud Lang Syne was played.After the weird bizarre hour glass structure jam happened.I was fulfilled. So, I left.As I walked back along the floor, looking up into the crowd watching them watch the last song of the set, I felt lucky and I I felt like I’d been gifted. Depending how you look at it, someone somewhere did in fact grant me the gift of luck.last_img read more

first_imgThe burns casualty ward of a hospital where a 23-year-old rape victim, who was set ablaze by a gang of men, including the alleged rapist, is being treated, is pictured in New Delhi, India, Dec. 6. REUTERS She died of cardiac arrest, ANIreported. The woman had filed a complaint withUnnao police in March alleging that she had been raped at gun-point on December12, 2018, police documents showed. The woman was on her way to board atrain in Unnao district of northern Uttar Pradesh state to attend a courthearing when she was doused with kerosene and set on fire on Thursday,according to the police.center_img Having beensubsequently jailed, the alleged rapist was released last week after securingbail, police officer S.K. Bhagat said in Lucknow.(Reuters) NEW DELHI – A 23-year-old rape victimdied in a hospital in the Indian capital two days after she was set on fire bya gang of men, including her alleged rapist, Reuters partner ANI reported onSaturday.last_img read more

first_imgELLSWORTH — This year’s running of the Ellsworth 10K is scheduled for Sunday, June 10.The Down East Family YMCA-organized race will begin at 7:30 a.m. at Branch Pond Computer Services (1000 Bangor Road). It will end at the Ellsworth-Elementary Middle School track.Last year’s race drew 89 runners from Maine and elsewhere in New England. Brian Harvey of Boston was the male winner and top overall finisher with a time of 31 minutes, 35 seconds, and Leah Frost of Portland was the top female finisher in 37:29.Pre-registration is $20, and those who pre-register by the deadline tomorrow, June 8, get a free T-shirt. Race-day registration can be done on-site for a cost of $25.This is placeholder textThis is placeholder textlast_img