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anonymous asked:

I always recommend this blog to new Tumblr users.

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ODOT LLP has filed for Dissolution

About a month ago I posted that 1D Live LLP, one of the companies under Rollcall Touring had dissolved. Now ODOT LLP, the other subsidiary touring company, has also filed to strike off (i.e. dissolve).

ODOT LLP (which I believe stands for One Direction On Tour) is a subsidiary company to Rollcall Touring and 1D Media Ltd (which are still active) and would have handled a segment of touring proceeds (one company for tour merchandising, one for tour payroll and expenses).

As always, I think this is simply reorganizing their companies and does not reflect a break up.  

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Thursday night! Cupcake Cabaret, a performance celebrating the radical act of self love! 7:15pm doors, 7:45pm show at Stonewall. Details:

Thursday, April 18th, 2013 * New York, NY
Bevin Branlandingham Presents
Cupcake Cabaret Featuring Ivan E. Coyote
Doors 7:15p, Show 7:45 * $7-$15 sliding scale
53 Christopher St, NY, NY
W 4th St. / Christopher St. Stations

Cupcake Cabaret is a performance celebrating the strength we get from what marks us different in this world. Size, gender, sexuality, class, race, dis/ability, age, religion and all numbers of identities bring the artists in the series a sense of power and esteem.

Featuring Ivan E. Coyote, storyteller, author of many incredible books, and heartstring puller all the way from Vancouver, Canada!
[http://www.ivanecoyote.com/]

Leah Lakshmi Piepzna-Samarasinha, Oakland, CA
Queer disabled Sri Lankan writer, teacher and cultural worker
[http://www.brownstargirl.org/]

LeRoi Prince, Brooklyn, NY
Gender performer with swagger and class.
[https://www.facebook.com/leroi.prince]

Felice Shays, Brooklyn, NY
Femme Feminist Performance Artist and author of Brutal Affection
[http://brutalaffection.com/]

Bevin Branlandingham, Brooklyn, NY
Writer, Performer, Ultra-Rad Warrior for Self-Acceptance
[http://www.queerfatfemme.com/]

Accessibility notes: The performance space at Stonewall is up one flight of stairs with a railing. There are gender neutral bathrooms. There is limited street parking.

https://www.facebook.com/events/564359793594357/

Photos: Ivan Coyote: Laura Sawchuk

Leah Lakshmi Piepzna-Samarasinha: Jah Grey

Felice Shays: Kelsey Dickey

LeRoi Prince: Stacie Joy

Bevin Branlandingham: Kelsey Dickey

La llame en un intento desesperado por saber si ella podía salvarme de nuevo, podía evitar mi cobarde huida.
Tengo que asimilar, esta vez, ella no estaba conmigo, ella no estaba.

No podía conmigo. Fue mi fin.

—  Melomana sutil
2015

Este fue mi 2015, y esta fue mi vida. 

No soy de ese tipo de personas que se olvidan de ciertas cosas, de las que asimilan, de las racionales.. A mi me duele la vida por no tener a la persona que amo al lado. No me sale caretear nada, no me sale inventarme un presente, que honestamente no tengo. 

No creo que la manera de sobrellevar ausencias sea ignorándolas, es mas, ni siquiera se si se podrán sobrellevar alguna vez. 

Perder al amor de tu vida, a tu primer amor, a la persona que te enseño lo que era sentirte querida, la única que queres cuidar, con la que te idealizabas para siempre. A ver, quien carajo supera eso? No es digno sufrir a alguien que se llevo un pedazo de vos, que nunca va a volver? 

Si completa no estoy, que voy a fingir? Como se sigue adelante sin razón alguna? 

Cual es la manera de minimizar semejante situación? 

Que pasa cuando preferís pelear con alguien que amas, a reírte con otros tantos que son gilada? 

Hay tantas preguntas desde mi lugar.

Enserio tengo que dejar de mirar un pasado que no quiero dejar atrás? 

Dejar de tocar una herida que amas? 

Esta persona significa tanto para mi, me enseño tantas cosas.. a sentirme querida, principalmente. A querer. 

Dicen que después de que perdes al amor de tu vida, te pasas la vida buscando a alguien que te haga sentir un poco completa. Y posiblemente si, encontremos a alguien que nos llene por un tiempo.. pero, el vacío a quien le pertenece? Por que tendría que resignarme al tiempo, a la circunstancia, y asimilar que tengo que buscar a alguien mas, en vez de buscar ESA pieza? 

Hay tantas cosas que no coincidieron, tantas situaciones que no supimos afrontar. Existe una distancia de palabras que es muy difícil de romper, existen mambos que ni nosotras entendemos, existen acciones que no controlamos, existe inexperiencia, la mierda.. existe. Esta entre las dos. 

Vale la pena construirme un avión que vuele el muro que hay entre medio?

Una vuelta al sol va a hacer que yo quiera borrar a una persona? Jajajajajajajajajajajajaja. 

La verdad es que no quiero estar destinada a padecer. 

Es duro decepcionarte, es duro ser inflexible, es realmente feo pensar que conocías a una persona, que consciente o inconscientemente renueva  tu rencor cada vez que puede. 

Es decirle: “Veni! Cagame a trompadas, pero, después curame y abrazame fuerte” 

Me retuerzo pensando en lo que extraño a la persona con la que estaba hace menos de 20 días. 

Destilo ganas de seguir arriesgándome, aunque no sea lo mas sano. Y sinceramente es tan feo ver que es en vano. 

Es un embole tener que decir “chau” cuando no te queres ir un carajo. 

Tener que “hacer la tuya”, cuando tenes en claro que la tuya, es esa persona. 

Es una bola de injusticia esto, son mil “Por que?” que necesito descartar. 

La falta que me hace acá, cada vez que me miro al espejo y veo que ya no esta abrazándome de atrás. La falta que me hace que me sea verdadera, que camine conmigo de la mano, y sentir que no me puede pasar nada!

Verla sonreír sin mi, fue lo mas doloroso que me paso en 15 años, pero, a la vez un gran alivio. 

Sobran las ganas de verla, pánico da no abrazarla mas. 

Bronca dan actitudes, como pica el rencor. Como joden las mil preguntas atragantadas. 

Como carcomen los recuerdos! LAS PROMESAS! Ojala pudiéramos cumplir con esas promesas..

Las plazas, los espejos, los baños, las camas, los perfumes, los papelitos, la ropa, los besos, las miradas, las horas, los miedos, los momentos, las frases, los abrazos, las seguridades..  Todo eso es nuestro, todas esas son nuestras cosas. 

Puedo asegurar que mirar esos ojos achinados fue lo mas loco del mundo, ver como me miraban, ser la causante de ESA sonrisa.. ese pedazo de sonrisa, la puta madre. 

Espero me perdone los malos momentos, las exigencias, los malos entendidos, las complicaciones. 

Ojala mas haya de todo cuide lo que se llevo de mi. Lo tiene todo. 

Se llevo todas sus cosas, y no me llevo a mi. Yo era de ella. 

Estos insomnios, estos llantos, esta desesperación, este dolor, este vació, todo esto.. también es de ella. 

Cuanta inconstancia, mi amor. 

Escribo porque pienso que algún día va a leerlo, eso es terrible. 

Nena, amor de mi vida, chica de hace 20 días, te amo. Siempre. 

Voy a caminar por todos lados esperando verte. 

Algún día van a volver esas noches hablando? Esas BUENAS noches juntas? La cara de angry bird? Espero  pesar de la circunstancia, morirme a los 50 años intoxicada por algún café envenenado por vos. 

Que una sorpresa te deje en paz, y que todo esto te llene, si así lo decidís. 

Soy una gordita de mierda, aniquilada. Que vengan mil mejores, que me aplasten, yo sigo con el cartel de protesta, toda baqueteada. 

SOY INTOLERANTE A LO INCONCRETO. Y NO ME LA BANCO. 

Sos hermosa. Gracias por este año. No espero mas nada de lo que viene. 

Solamente poder hablar bien alguna vez, que alguna vez me mires asi, un abrazo de esos.. coincidir, una risa de esas que me sacabas.

No estoy conforme con nada de nada. Y me hacen mierda las cosas que pasan.

Hasta siempre.

Reginald F. Lewis (December 7, 1942 – January 19, 1993), was an American businessman. He was the richest African-American man in the 1980s. Born in Baltimore, Maryland, he grew up in a middle-class neighborhood. He won a football scholarship to Virginia State College, graduating with a degree in political science in 1965. He graduated from Harvard Law School in 1968 and was a member of Kappa Alpha Psi.

In 1992, Forbes listed Lewis among the 400 richest Americans, with a net worth estimated at $400 million. He also was the first African American to build a billion dollar company, Beatrice Foods.

Recruited to top New York law firm Paul, Weiss, Rifkind, Wharton & Garrison LLP immediately after law school, Lewis left to start his own firm two years later. After 15 years as a corporate lawyer with his own practice, Lewis moved to the other side of the table by creating TLC Group L.P., a venture capital firm, in 1983.

His first major deal was the purchase of the McCall Pattern Company, a home sewing pattern business for $22.5 million. Lewis had learned from a Fortune magazine article that the Esmark holding company, which had recently purchased Norton Simon, planned to divest from the McCall Pattern Company, a maker of home sewing patterns founded in 1870. With fewer and fewer people sewing at home, McCall was seemingly on the decline—though it had posted profits of $6 million in 1983 on sales of $51.9 million. At the time, McCall was number two in its industry, holding 29.7 percent of the market, compared to industry leader Simplicity Patterns with 39.4 percent.

He managed to negotiate the price down and then raised $1 million himself from family and friends and borrowed the rest from institutional investors and investment banking firm First Boston Corp.

Within one year, he turned the company around by freeing up capital tied in fixed assets such as buildings and machinery, finding a new use for machinery during downtime by manufacturing greeting cards, and he then started to recruit managers from rival companies. He further strengthened McCall by containing costs, improving quality, beginning to export to China, and emphasizing new product introductions…

People I know, can you do me a favor and stop throwing around the expression “She’s such a ho!” or “You can’t change a ho into a housewife” and stuff like that that uses hooker/ho wording (even if you mean it in a positive way) if you’re not a sex worker and aren’t actually talking about sex workers? As someone who dates and is BFFs with a lot of sex workers who I love, appreciate and care about, it makes me cringe and makes my heart hurt when this happens. It always makes me want to ask, oh, do you know she’s working? Is she ok with you shouting her out like that? It makes me think that you don’t think sex workers are real people, people who you know, who are dealing with all kindsa complex shit, a big part of which is whorephobia and the giant amounts of violence it causes to sex workers and lots of folks who don’t work. I know a lot of folks might disagree with me with me on this one and I get that it can be complicated- especially cause there’s folks in my life who say that stuff who I know love and care about sex workers in their lives. But it’s just something on my mind.
—  Leah Lakshmi Piepzna-Samarasinha
Little Life Pleasures (LLPs)

As life gets heavier and heavier, there has to be a few little pleasures that make life worth bearing the heaviness.

The other day I was walking towards my student’s place to give him a lesson. I noticed a few kids around the age of 10 or 11 playing across the street on the grass. As soon as I reach the building one of the kids shouts “Yo Mama is so fat,,,, She couldn’t go to the zoo…” And then it trailed off as I went into the building.

That made me smile from deep within. It was a little pleasure that required no effort.

i might have to do the grown-up lawyer thing and recruit the law students who work at the firm to do some research for me on this case lol it’s such a weird fact situation it’ll take me WEEKS to mine through case law and find anything even resembling precedent lsdhgkdfhkd

anonymous asked:

Slater & Gordon LLP is an Australian headquartered CONSUMER law firm. That is not the kind of case they would handle. Try harder.

lmao

anonymous asked:

1) Alan Mcevoy is an accountant. 2) He does not work for sSater and Gordon LLP. 3) Alan has his own company Livewire Business management. 4) the address used in the fake email is one of companies that alan is a director of and also the home of the bands lawyers Lee and Thompson LLP. a mere google of the things I have stated above will show I am in fact not lying, unlike the person trying to pass that email off as legit, but is confusing basic fact!

I mean we can also talk about them/any lawyer in the world purportedly SENDING A TEXT MESSAGE ABOUT A LEGAL ISSUE.

I am laughing all the way to Jupiter.