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  1. Scientists identify #NewSpecies of #beetle that used extra-long #antennae to battle for mates, at the feet of #dinosaurs phys.org/news/2023-08-scientis

    Protoliota paleus sp. nov. (Coleoptera: Silvanidae) – new long antennae beetle in mid-#Cretaceous Burmese amber biotaxa.org/em/article/view/81

    "Although having such long antennae might have its drawbacks, like getting tangled in vegetation, those extended male antennae come in handy for finding mates as well as battling over them"

  2. Nobody #steals books but your friends.

    Roger Zelazny, The Guns of Avalon (The Chronicles of Amber, #2)

    #quote #quotes #stealing

  3. 🚨 AMBER ALERT - CHILD ABDUCTED 🚨

    MISSING CHILD: Delilah Everett
    * Age: 2 Years Old
    * Height: 3' 0"
    * Weight: 23 lbs
    * Hair: Brown

    VEHICLE: Approximately 2020 Light Grey 4-door.
    IF SEEN, CALL 9-1-1 IMMEDIATELY.

    #AmberAlert #MissingChild #Tacoma #WashingtonState #HelpFindDelilah

  4. Zscaler SAML SP Authentication Bypass via Certificate Cloning & Signature Spoofing (CVE-2025-54982): blog.amberwolf.com/blog/2025/a #saml #zscaler

  5. Book review: Secret Operations of World War II by Alexander Stillwell (Amber Books, 2018). Studies in Intelligence 63 (1), Mar, 2019.

    #WW2 #OSS #Espionage

    cia.gov/resources/csi/static/R

  6. Several long minutes of silence stretch as I take in everything here, and then I turn back towards the operator, finally ready with my first of what I suspect will be many questions.

    "Would you show me how the problem manifests?"

    Moving to the side of the cabinet, they point to the indicator labelled "EMAL" and "MSG", both of which are blinking amber-red, amber-red, in a slow distinct pattern.

    "Okay, do you have documentation of those features of your workstation?"

    They blink at me, one eyelid then the other, then tap a few words into one of the narrower keyboards near their side of the whole workstation arrangement.

    "Not my machine. Just here to help fix."

    So this operator isn't the machine's operator, then. But they must have some familiarity with the problem, then.

    "What have you tried so far?"

    They grimace, the first macroexpression I've seen them make so far, and begin to type.

    #microFic

  7. Several long minutes of silence stretch as I take in everything here, and then I turn back towards the operator, finally ready with my first of what I suspect will be many questions.

    "Would you show me how the problem manifests?"

    Moving to the side of the cabinet, they point to the indicator labelled "EMAL" and "MSG", both of which are blinking amber-red, amber-red, in a slow distinct pattern.

    "Okay, do you have documentation of those features of your workstation?"

    They blink at me, one eyelid then the other, then tap a few words into one of the narrower keyboards near their side of the whole workstation arrangement.

    "Not my machine. Just here to help fix."

    So this operator isn't the machine's operator, then. But they must have some familiarity with the problem, then.

    "What have you tried so far?"

    They grimace, the first macroexpression I've seen them make so far, and begin to type.

    #microFic

  8. Several long minutes of silence stretch as I take in everything here, and then I turn back towards the operator, finally ready with my first of what I suspect will be many questions.

    "Would you show me how the problem manifests?"

    Moving to the side of the cabinet, they point to the indicator labelled "EMAL" and "MSG", both of which are blinking amber-red, amber-red, in a slow distinct pattern.

    "Okay, do you have documentation of those features of your workstation?"

    They blink at me, one eyelid then the other, then tap a few words into one of the narrower keyboards near their side of the whole workstation arrangement.

    "Not my machine. Just here to help fix."

    So this operator isn't the machine's operator, then. But they must have some familiarity with the problem, then.

    "What have you tried so far?"

    They grimace, the first macroexpression I've seen them make so far, and begin to type.

    #microFic

  9. Two versions. One idea. A decade of evolution. Amber Alert (2012) was a chaotic found-footage experiment that mistook irritation for tension. Amber Alert (2024) trades that rawness for control—smoother, smarter, but also safer. Same premise. Different priorities.
    #AmberAlert #FilmCriticism #IndieFilm #MovieReview #Thriller #Movies #FoundFootage #Cinema #FilmAnalysis #Remake #Screenwriting
    pablohoneyfish.wordpress.com/2

  10. The Caramelized Alibi

    The new mystery in Speranza: Christmas murders with a tad of Caramel..

    The autumn sun in Speranza was the color of aged parchment, casting long, lazy shadows across the village market as the first hint of December’s frost began to bite. In the heart of the village, the grand Christmas tree stood as a towering spire of green, but its festive beauty was eclipsed by a scene of magnificent chaos. Beneath the lowest branches, nestled amidst a dusty pile of forgotten histories and the vibrant silk wrappers of the season, lay the body of the visiting gourmet critic.

    A Bittersweet Discovery

    The air around the Piazza, usually thick with the scent of Anna’s roasted coffee and Altea’s fine tobacco, was now cloyed with the smell of burnt sugar and sea salt.

    The victim was found slumped against the tree’s base, his face serene but his eyes wide and unseeing.

    He clutched a “Caramel Gold” bar from Marisa’s Mint Chocolate house, the silver-wrapped treat half-eaten.

    A faint, sweet, floral scent—reminiscent of hyacinth but with a sharp, chemical undertone—hung in the frigid air.

    Ispettore Salomone arrived looking profoundly weary, his patience already thinner than a poorly brewed Earl Grey.

    The Feline Sentinels

    Back at La Pagina che Fa le Fusa, my sanctuary of rosemary and old paper, the atmosphere was one of quiet tension. My two furry proprietors, sensing a dissonant note in the village’s harmony, began their own investigation.

    Toe, the sleek black Maine Coon, ignored the festive bustle and began an obsessive ritual of batting at a small, ornate silver sachet he had found snagged in the tree’s tinsel.

    Ashwaganda, the ginger sage with amber eyes that held the wisdom of ages, sat pointedly in front of a new pot of calendula flowers, letting out a soft, insistent meow.

    He stared directly at the “Caramel Gold” wrapper I had brought back, his “gold stare” signaling a truth hidden in the sugar.

    The Wisdom of the Blue Book

    I turned to my chair of bordeaux velvet and opened the strange book I had bought for a handful of coins: Days of your Dreams. Bound in faded peacock-blue leather and penned in shimmering silver ink, its pages rustled with a soft, dry scent of pressed flowers. I searched for an entry on “Gold” and “Salt,” and the script began to shift into a cryptic prophecy:

    “Where the serpent eats its tail, the sweet gold is snared. Look not for what was taken, but for the ‘smoke’ that never burns. The truth is found where the earth is youngest and the fox hides its dye.”

    The Shadow on the Threshold

    The investigation took a chilling turn when the door to the shop—hidden under an ivy-covered stone arch—creaked open. A man stood there, as smooth and polished as river stones, holding a silver-stamped ledger that mirrored the emblem of a sleeping cat and a key.

    “Signorina Hopes,” he boomed, his voice echoing off the vaulted ceiling like a retired opera diva’s. “The caramel was a masterful forgery, a distraction for the real prize hidden within the tree’s heart.”

    Moira felt a jolt go through her. This was not just a case of a poisoned critic; it was the violent beginning of a new story, one involving a contested inheritance, a forger’s touch, and the “lullaby of death” hidden in a scent of caramel.

    #AlteaSCigarsHouse #art #Ashwaganda #bloganuary #bloganuary202401 #bloganuary202402 #bloganuary202403 #bloganuary202404 #bloganuary202405 #bloganuary202408 #bloganuary202409 #bloganuary202411 #bloganuary202415 #bloganuary202416 #bloganuary202428 #bloganuary202429 #bloganuary202430 #books #culture #curiosity #dailyprompt #dailyprompt1804 #dailyprompt1805 #dailyprompt1806 #dailyprompt1807 #dailyprompt1811 #dailyprompt1812 #dailyprompt1814 #dailyprompt1819 #dailyprompt1832 #dailyprompt1851 #dailyprompt1852 #dailyprompt1859 #dailyprompt1860 #dailyprompt1875 #dailyprompt1880 #dailyprompt1886 #dailyprompt1890 #dailyprompt1891 #dailyprompt1892 #dailyprompt1896 #dailyprompt1901 #dailyprompt1911 #dailyprompt1932 #dailyprompt1975 #dailyprompt1976 #dailyprompt1978 #dailyprompt1981 #dailyprompt1982 #dailyprompt1983 #dailyprompt1984 #dailyprompt1985 #dailyprompt1986 #dailyprompt1987 #dailyprompt1988 #dailyprompt1991 #dailyprompt1994 #dailyprompt2007 #dailyprompt2008 #dailyprompt2010 #dailyprompt2011 #dailyprompt2012 #dailyprompt2013 #dailyprompt2014 #dailyprompt2017 #dailyprompt2022 #dailyprompt2041 #dailyprompt2089 #dailyprompt2099 #dailyprompt2112 #dailyprompt2113 #dailyprompt2115 #dailyprompt2124 #dailyprompt2125 #dailyprompt2126 #dailyprompt2127 #dailyprompt2129 #dailyprompt2132 #dailyprompt2134 #dailyprompt2137 #dailyprompt2138 #dailyprompt2145 #dailyprompt2146 #dailyprompt2152 #dailyprompt2153 #dailyprompt2159 #dailyprompt2167 #DaysOfYourDreams #Evernote #everyday #Facebook #facts #food #HISTORY #IFTTT #Instagram #LAPAGINACHEFALEFUSA #language #learning #Marigold #Mediterranean #MoiraHopes #mystery #photography #pictures #Pinterest #RECIPES #social #SPERANZA #taverna #technology #TheCaseOfTheSilentNightingaleAndTheEtruscanDeception #ThePurringPage #thePurringPages #THESPERANZASSISTERS #TOE #traditions #WithASummersimoSmile #writing

  11. The Caramelized Alibi

    The new mystery in Speranza: Christmas murders with a tad of Caramel..

    The autumn sun in Speranza was the color of aged parchment, casting long, lazy shadows across the village market as the first hint of December’s frost began to bite. In the heart of the village, the grand Christmas tree stood as a towering spire of green, but its festive beauty was eclipsed by a scene of magnificent chaos. Beneath the lowest branches, nestled amidst a dusty pile of forgotten histories and the vibrant silk wrappers of the season, lay the body of the visiting gourmet critic.

    A Bittersweet Discovery

    The air around the Piazza, usually thick with the scent of Anna’s roasted coffee and Altea’s fine tobacco, was now cloyed with the smell of burnt sugar and sea salt.

    The victim was found slumped against the tree’s base, his face serene but his eyes wide and unseeing.

    He clutched a “Caramel Gold” bar from Marisa’s Mint Chocolate house, the silver-wrapped treat half-eaten.

    A faint, sweet, floral scent—reminiscent of hyacinth but with a sharp, chemical undertone—hung in the frigid air.

    Ispettore Salomone arrived looking profoundly weary, his patience already thinner than a poorly brewed Earl Grey.

    The Feline Sentinels

    Back at La Pagina che Fa le Fusa, my sanctuary of rosemary and old paper, the atmosphere was one of quiet tension. My two furry proprietors, sensing a dissonant note in the village’s harmony, began their own investigation.

    Toe, the sleek black Maine Coon, ignored the festive bustle and began an obsessive ritual of batting at a small, ornate silver sachet he had found snagged in the tree’s tinsel.

    Ashwaganda, the ginger sage with amber eyes that held the wisdom of ages, sat pointedly in front of a new pot of calendula flowers, letting out a soft, insistent meow.

    He stared directly at the “Caramel Gold” wrapper I had brought back, his “gold stare” signaling a truth hidden in the sugar.

    The Wisdom of the Blue Book

    I turned to my chair of bordeaux velvet and opened the strange book I had bought for a handful of coins: Days of your Dreams. Bound in faded peacock-blue leather and penned in shimmering silver ink, its pages rustled with a soft, dry scent of pressed flowers. I searched for an entry on “Gold” and “Salt,” and the script began to shift into a cryptic prophecy:

    “Where the serpent eats its tail, the sweet gold is snared. Look not for what was taken, but for the ‘smoke’ that never burns. The truth is found where the earth is youngest and the fox hides its dye.”

    The Shadow on the Threshold

    The investigation took a chilling turn when the door to the shop—hidden under an ivy-covered stone arch—creaked open. A man stood there, as smooth and polished as river stones, holding a silver-stamped ledger that mirrored the emblem of a sleeping cat and a key.

    “Signorina Hopes,” he boomed, his voice echoing off the vaulted ceiling like a retired opera diva’s. “The caramel was a masterful forgery, a distraction for the real prize hidden within the tree’s heart.”

    Moira felt a jolt go through her. This was not just a case of a poisoned critic; it was the violent beginning of a new story, one involving a contested inheritance, a forger’s touch, and the “lullaby of death” hidden in a scent of caramel.

    #AlteaSCigarsHouse #art #Ashwaganda #bloganuary #bloganuary202401 #bloganuary202402 #bloganuary202403 #bloganuary202404 #bloganuary202405 #bloganuary202408 #bloganuary202409 #bloganuary202411 #bloganuary202415 #bloganuary202416 #bloganuary202428 #bloganuary202429 #bloganuary202430 #books #culture #curiosity #dailyprompt #dailyprompt1804 #dailyprompt1805 #dailyprompt1806 #dailyprompt1807 #dailyprompt1811 #dailyprompt1812 #dailyprompt1814 #dailyprompt1819 #dailyprompt1832 #dailyprompt1851 #dailyprompt1852 #dailyprompt1859 #dailyprompt1860 #dailyprompt1875 #dailyprompt1880 #dailyprompt1886 #dailyprompt1890 #dailyprompt1891 #dailyprompt1892 #dailyprompt1896 #dailyprompt1901 #dailyprompt1911 #dailyprompt1932 #dailyprompt1975 #dailyprompt1976 #dailyprompt1978 #dailyprompt1981 #dailyprompt1982 #dailyprompt1983 #dailyprompt1984 #dailyprompt1985 #dailyprompt1986 #dailyprompt1987 #dailyprompt1988 #dailyprompt1991 #dailyprompt1994 #dailyprompt2007 #dailyprompt2008 #dailyprompt2010 #dailyprompt2011 #dailyprompt2012 #dailyprompt2013 #dailyprompt2014 #dailyprompt2017 #dailyprompt2022 #dailyprompt2041 #dailyprompt2089 #dailyprompt2099 #dailyprompt2112 #dailyprompt2113 #dailyprompt2115 #dailyprompt2124 #dailyprompt2125 #dailyprompt2126 #dailyprompt2127 #dailyprompt2129 #dailyprompt2132 #dailyprompt2134 #dailyprompt2137 #dailyprompt2138 #dailyprompt2145 #dailyprompt2146 #dailyprompt2152 #dailyprompt2153 #dailyprompt2159 #dailyprompt2167 #DaysOfYourDreams #Evernote #everyday #Facebook #facts #food #HISTORY #IFTTT #Instagram #LAPAGINACHEFALEFUSA #language #learning #Marigold #Mediterranean #MoiraHopes #mystery #photography #pictures #Pinterest #RECIPES #social #SPERANZA #taverna #technology #TheCaseOfTheSilentNightingaleAndTheEtruscanDeception #ThePurringPage #thePurringPages #THESPERANZASSISTERS #TOE #traditions #WithASummersimoSmile #writing

  12. 🗝️ Unlock a new adventure this Sunday at the #Gorey #Antiques, #Vintage & Collectables Fair, noon-5:30pm at the Amber Springs Hotel!

    #VintageIreland #Wexford