View the gallery / 33 pictures . . . .Most people might want to enjoy a blissful get away after their wedding day with just their new husband.Newlywed Tamara Ecclestone, however, looks like she doesn't mind that her husband, Jay Rutland, has a few of his mates along for their Mediterranean getaway.With her older sisters,Petra Ecclestone, 24 for the cruises, she's more than happy to have some girlish giggles as she spends time tanning on the $59.5million yacht.And Petra’s body in a blue bikini, it’s sufficient to steal the attention on Sunday, June 24.Her curves looked more brave and wonderful, although she has been gave a new birth on last February, Lavinia.Well, with summer quickly approaching, there will be plenty of time for Petra Ecclestone to show off that great bikini bod!Read more »Source:http://retrobikini.blogspot.com/2013/06/petra-ecclestone-wears-blue-bikini-at.html
Petra Ecclestone shakes her killer curves in “Blue Bikini” on a Yacht in Mediterranean Images
From Konni Burton, Wendy Davis's likely 2014 opponent:Right now on the Senate floor, Wendy Davis is filibustering a bill that, if passed, will protect those among us that cannot speak for themselves. Those that do not have a voice. The innocent. The unborn. Wendy Davis is holding that bill hostage so that it does not pass. She wants the world to think she's doing this to stand for "women" and "families". That, my friends, is the height of hypocrisy. So typical of a politician - to use something like this for political gain. I say... enough. Wendy Davis does NOT speak for me. Pass it on. #WendyDavisdoesnotspeakforme Amen.You can donate to Konni's campaign here. -----In other Tarrant County news related to this filibuster, several conservative members of the Tarrant County House delegation released the following statement this morning:TARRANT CONSERVATIVE MEMBERS RESPOND TO WENDY DAVIS’S REQUEST“Delivering 84,610 blank letters representing those letters that will never be written”(Austin, TX) In response to Senator Wendy Davis’s request for citizens to send in their stories for her to read during her filibuster on the Senate floor, Conservative Representatives from Tarrant County decided to answer her call Tuesday afternoon by delivering 84,610 blank sheets of paper. Each piece represented a child’s life that was ended in 2011, the most recent year of abortion statistics in Texas.Texas State Representative Jonathan Stickland commented on the letters, saying “It is my hope and prayer that Senator Davis would recognize all of the letters that will never be written due to the tragedy of abortion today.”Referring to the ambulatory services center portion of the legislation, Representative Klick said, “Senate Bill 5 raises the standard of health care for Texas women, but Senator Davis claims it is somehow a ‘war on women’. Tarrant County constituents know better. This is simply a political stunt aimed at the far left of the Democratic Party.”Representative Capriglione said, “I will never meet thousands of my potential constituents - men and women who, instead of serving our great state, have been taken by the tragedy of abortion.”Representative Krause explained the significance of the letters saying, “As a father of three, the thought of how many innocent pre-born children are denied the most basic right to life every year in Texas is both alarming and heartbreaking. It is my sincerest belief that every life is unique and special, and it is our duty as Americans to defend and advocate for the most fragile and helpless of our society."Representative Zedler called on Senator Davis saying, “Wendy Davis does not represent the voters of Tarrant County by her actions today. She’s playing political games with the lives of Texans who deserve protection.” ####
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Miami Heat Parade 2013, The LeBron Cam is not wielded by LeBron, who is busy. It is, however, on the same bus as LeBron, and was trained on LeBron, who is quite probably pyrotechnically hungover. "It was a late night for him," notes Rhiannon Ally, one of the CBS4 newscasters tasked with chirpily tying together various sluggish helicopter feeds and whipsaw hand-held videography of the Heat's team bus moving through Miami. "He was tweeting from Club Liv at 5am." She'll revise that time backwards during the broadcast: to 4am, then 3am. At any rate, it was late. But not that many hours later, and 30 minutes after a rain-delayed start, LeBron is there wearing sunglasses and holding an unlit cigar, on a bus. The on-a-bus thing will not change for some time, although James does periodically duck to avoid being beheaded by various highway overpasses. "He's kind of in chill mode, isn't he?" Ally notes. Her partner agrees. LeBron is in chill mode.Obviously you're not supposed to watch a parade on television, and especially not on a splotchy online feed punctuated by ads for South Florida car dealerships, which play every time the feed stalls and needs to be reloaded. If there's a thing that's great about parades -- besides the sweaty inertia and the craning and the day-drunks and the many wonderful smells, of course -- it has to do with the deep, thrilling and weird buzz of mass humanity. (And again, that's a strong "if," as there's nothing about an in-person experience of your average St. Patrick's Day parade that is significantly more illuminating or enjoyable than looking at an Instagram photo of a dented green plastic hat sitting in a puddle of Coorsbarf.) The being there is the thing.In that sense, it's sort of the same thing as being at a basketball game, except -- in the case of the Heat's NBA Championship Parade in Miami -- instead of everyone watching and getting excited about something happening on the court, everyone is sort of waiting sweatily for a bus to roll by, slowly, with Mike Miller and James Jones standing on it. Portions of the parade route had a notably CGI Crowd Scene vibe -- all these people not so safely aboard this not-built-to-support-people street sign, just to increase their chances of getting sprayed by Birdman's SuperSoaker -- and others seemed about as heavily populated as they might during a slightly busier than average lunch hour. The whole thing took a little over three hours, and ended with the "Harlem Shake" on loop and Heat players sort of dancing and mostly milling around onstage at American Airlines Arena, and I watched all of it.For the most part, I stuck with the feed of Miami's CBS4, which delivered exactly the sort of aggressively inane coverage called for by a long parade on a hot day. The Heat's parade wound through downtown Miami en route to the American Airlines Arena, where season ticket holders had the opportunity to watch some videos and enjoy Chris Andersen's distinctive Juggalo diction and listen to Shane Battier be humble and Dwyane Wade not be humble in air-conditioned comfort. By that point, the coverage was easy: point a camera at the various things that were happening, be they Heat broadcasters interviewing Heat players or the odd video bits -- Kim Kardashian and Pitbull and Barack Obama photoshopped under Norris Cole's high-top fade, that sort of thing -- or DJ Irie doing some crowd-work with an assemblage of posh, poreless Heat season ticket holders and their very excited kids.The energy level in the arena was about on par with what you'd find at an especially protracted Bar Mitzvah. DJ Khaled's "All I Do Is Win" plays, possibly at Irie's behest and possibly just because the sheer volume of doofy triumphalism in the arena wills it to pump through the speakers, and Irie yells out "Miami we some winners, y'all" and the crowd sort of goes nuts and sort of is probably on Instagram. The opening bars of The White Stripes "Seven Nation Army" are lock-grooved for something like three minutes as everyone on the roster gets introduced and makes their way to folding chairs on the corner of the stage. They're all wearing shorts. So: this is all about what you expect. This was not the fun part.To the extent that there was a fun part, it was watching the CBS4 team try to cover the stop-and-go passage of the parade's various buses and party trucks -- because this is Miami, one truck was populated by women in tiny white shorts kind of politely twerking, as well as a man in a banana costume and white-framed sunglasses -- as if it was news. People lined the parade route, cheering on team employees and a bus with a capri-clad Pat Riley ("we're told Alonzo Mourning is in the back," Ally reported of this bus) and, much later, buses with Wade and James and Bosh, the last of those three entrusted with the Larry O'Brien Trophy, which he hugged as if it were a wriggling toddler. And that was it, that was the whole thing: people cheering and that, a bunch of buses humping through what looked like miles of idle construction sites and a windowless mall with a Ross Dress For Less in it.And so the job that CBS4 had, during all this, was to make this seem like something else. Ally, in particular, attacked this with vigor, commenting on James' floral-print baseball hat (she liked it) and, later, on the way it matched his son's floral-print baseball hat, which she also liked. "Dwyane Wade, he's always hilarious on Twitter," she said, by way of segueing to a picture Wade tweeted, very hilariously, of his bespoke championship socks. Every now and then a spume of confetti would shoot out from the buses in the direction of, like, a Chevron station and the broadcasters would note it. Sports anchor Jim Berry provided some faintly passive-aggressive basketball-related white noise -- "There are still fans out there who are haters, in other cities," he noted at one point -- and the anchors and reporters in the field did the rest, interrupting one bit of here-is-what-you-are-seeing reportage with another.Lisa Petrillo cut herself off with the breaking news that she made eye contact with Udonis Haslem, who gave her a little salute. Berry felt compelled to break into his monologue on Heat fans -- whom he cast as grateful and lucky to be in the presence of such hard-working athletes and repeatedly noted were "not spoiled at all" -- with a description of whatever was on the screen at that moment, even if it was just the Heat's mascot nodding emphatically in that way mascots do. There was much filibustering struggle to describe things that don't need describing. Here's something that got said: "Take a look at that railroad crossing, if you will." It was all very urgent for something that was only barely happening.And then over to the correspondents! Marybel Rodriguez, a brusque, orange-haired "Sabado Gigante" veteran is in with whooping fans and an innumerable mass of little kids in sunglasses and LeBron jerseys; she interviews the kids and cuts them off, encourages the crowd to cheer and then shushes it with rapid-fire okayokayokays. She has the vibe of an exhausted teacher leading a middle school field trip to a Mountain Dew bottling facility. She mentions later that she's been there since 4:30 that morning.The coverage is overmatched and happy and ragged, and if it isn't exactly good television it also about matches the form with the content. And it could, as the horrifying puppet below makes clear -- Why does he have a little felt glottis at the back of his throat? Why does he have a headset? Why so much and so many times? -- have been much worse. Just let that Vine bump with the sound on a few times. A few more times. This is probably what it was like to be at the parade. And then it all went inside.In the arena, it's darker and the broadcast feels colder. Sleevelessness is endemic, and jerseys and shirseys are popped defiantly by any and all on camera. Little kids do Gucci Mane type things with their fingers. These are the Heat fans that those Haters In Other Cities hate, and the ones that show up at games and on television. Over on SunSports, Heat broadcaster Jason Jackson spoke, during the parade, about how "this franchise is about family, and they're showing here that it's about extended family." So the distant cousins and trailer in-laws and black sheep unemployed auto-detailer nephews are there outside in the heat, cheering and craning. The vibe on the inside is very inside.You might think the pace would speed up, here, but this is still a slow bus moving. A parade of Miami-Dade councilfolk take the stage and are introduced. The mayor and the mayor's chief of staff. Someone named Esteban "Stevie" Bovo Jr. The audience of season-ticket holders are palpably on their smartphones at this point, barely bothering to applaud after a while. "You want to talk about the pulse, the lifeblood of an organization?" DJ Irie says by way of psyching the crowd up. "It all starts with the season-ticket holders, baby!" Everyone applauds themselves.And then the players: Udonis Haslem modest and admirable; Battier an appealing young Congressman as ever; the end of the bench interviewed en masse, Birdman a tie-dyed cliche machine. Dwyane Wade is almost holy in his smugness, ethereal and chortling and poignantly artificial in his attempt to appear to be anything but feeling himself very, very hard. It piles up, and then there's the Harlem Shake video on the screen -- this is after the LeBron interview, which is very confident and fairly endearing in the manner of late-period LeBron; this is the kicker of the whole thing. And then a sort of Harlem Shake re-enactment, and then it's over. The organization's lifeblood flows from the arena and back into the streets, which are off-camera. There's some on-air talk about doing it again next year, and then CBS4 joins "The Talk," which is already in progress.
Most weathervanes involve a pointer which moves with the wind, and four bars underneath indicating north, south, east and west. You look up at the vane and calculate the direction in which it's pointing. However, that's not perhaps the easiest way to read the information - especially if you're some distance from the vane itself. That was the case at the Royal Arsenal, where guns and munitions were made: the gunners on the proof range, at the other end of an avenue from the Pattern Room, wanted to see the wind direction. The Pattern Room's vane therefore displayed the wind direction on a dial. 
The weathervane works fundamentally in the usual way: the pointer is turned by the wind. However, rather than turning freely on the rod to which it is attached, it actually turns the rod as it moves. That allows the information to be transmitted to the pointer. The instrument was made locally: embossed on its face are the words Bennett, Greenwich, and Blackheath.The Bennetts were a clockmaking family in Greenwich. 
More conventional in function, but less so in form, is the beaver-shaped weathervane on 60 Bishopsgate. It's a reminder of the building's former occupant, the Hudson Bay Company. Established in 1670, its founders were actually French but won the patronage of Charles II, who granted a charter to his cousin Prince Rupert. The company was given the lands around the Hudson Bay, and only ceded ownership of this territory to Canada in 1870. From that date, it focused upon retail business and now has department stores across Canada. After three centuries in London, it moved its headquarters to Toronto in 1970, leaving this distinctive weathervane as a reminder of its presence in the City. 
Nearby, the weathervane on St Ethelburga's (a former church, now a Centre for Reconciliation and Peace) is dated 1671. That may suggest rebuilding after the Great Fire of 1666, the fate of most City churches, but in fact this building survived the fire and dates back to the fifteenth century. It did, however, suffer serious damage in the IRA's 1993 bombing of Bishopsgate, following which it required significant restoration. Among the surviving pieces found in the rubble was this weathervane. 
I've previously looked at the Whitechapel Art Gallery weathervane, the Viking longboat catching the breeze on St Olav's Norwegian church, and the Royal London Building on Old Kent Road. 
Laredo is 4-2-1 with 13 points and is third in the Southern Conference - Mid-South Division. The Heat travel this Thursday to the West Texas Sockers.Houston is 2-6-1 with seven points and is tied for fourth with the Sockers (2-4-1). The Dutch Lions face the Austin Aztex on the road next Saturday.
Immensely overblown and visually ambitious, Zack Snyder's Man of Steel is a disheartening return to the Superman saga. For starters, the biggest blunder in the film is its completely glossed over tale of a boy's struggle with morality. Will this youngster, who is capable of things far beyond our human understanding, use his abilities for good or evil? Buried somewhere deep inside of this jumbled blend of action-overkill and unbounded special effects is a dark story banging on the walls and screaming to come out. It's what we all hoped Man of Steel would deliver (after all, it had Christopher Nolan's stamp on it). But to the contrary, Snyder and his team of clueless wonders attempt to trade depth-creating story for big-budget action sequences, and it ultimately fails. As a result, Man of Steel culminates as a frustrating hollow shell of something destined to be far greater than what we're given.Although the summer blockbuster cashes in on its gaudy and overly-long action-packed third act, Man of Steel still manages to feel like a slap in the face to its audience. Snyder offers a non-chronological opening portion to the film that's meant to transport the moviegoer into the psyche of its superhero. These short-lived flashbacks to his childhood serve as many of the picture's finest moments. However, there reaches a noticeable turning point when Snyder sacrifices the feature's story for non-stop thrills, as if that's what his audience craves. Perhaps I'm way off base, but I went into Man of Steel desperate for a more cerebral superhero movie. But instead, the team behind this Superman reboot cheapen out with a careless and muddled story trapped behind an insurmountable wall of special effects. I feel cheated.
Before I continue to speak harshly about this year's most anticipated film, let me point out some small positives to the movie. Hans Zimmer is an amazing film composer and his score is, once again, brilliant. It's a regularly overlooked aspect of cinema that I felt needed to be commended in this instance. Furthermore, Henry Cavill and Amy Adams both give above average performances that leave a tiny inkling of hope that, maybe with an unwavering dedication to telling the right story, a future installment could be something special. Somewhere beneath all of the muck that is Man of Steel lies a deeper and darker examination of Clark Kent. I guess we'll just have to continue waiting for it.Stars: 1 and a half stars out of 4Grade: C-
