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Ivanka Trump sent hundreds of emails last year to White House aides, Cabinet officials and her assistants using a personal account, many of them in violation of federal records rules, according to people familiar with a White House examination of her correspondence.

White House ethics officials learned of Trump’s repeated use of personal email when reviewing emails gathered last fall by five Cabinet agencies to respond to a public records lawsuit. That review revealed that throughout much of 2017, she often discussed or relayed official White House business using a private email account with a domain that she shares with her husband, Jared Kushner.

Some aides were startled by the volume of Ivanka Trump’s personal emails — and taken aback by her response when questioned about the practice. She said she was not familiar with some details of the rules, according to people with knowledge of her reaction.

Ivanka Trump used a personal email account to send hundreds of emails about government business last year

Tylenol doesn't help. I had avoided the oxycodone because a close friend ODed. Today specifically I wanted to work, but just now I gave up on that and took 5 mg of the oxy.

My prescription says I can take up to 10 but even at my pain's very worst I never had to take that muc

It will put me to sleep within the hour. That is, as in snoozing; I don't mean to say that it will euthanize me.

Good Times.

I am mildly anemic. I expect this particular occurrence of anemia is due to blood loss during my kidney removal surgery.

My most-recent blood test leads me to believe I need more Vitamin C, Iron, and Vitamin B12. Vitamin C increases the bioavailability of certain iron-containing compounds; looking into these suggests that one orange each meal would be sufficient.

I emailed my relatives about this, and mentioned that the 1934 Nobel Prize in Physiology or Medicine was shared by George Hoyt Whipple, George Richards Minot and William Parry Murphy "for their discoveries concerning liver therapy in cases of anaemia."

It seems that eating large amounts of raw liver was an effective treatment for Pernicious Anemia. This was later found to be caused by the victims being unable to absorb Vitamin B12 in their food - Methylcobalamin - because they had a lack of something called Intrinsic Factor, a protein produced in the stomach that binds to Methylcobalamin in the small intestine.

The lining small intestine has receptors for Intrinsic Factor but not directly for B12.

My great grandfather, the father of my maternal grandfather Estel Rex Speelmon, died of Pernicious Anemia. Just eating lots of raw liver would have saved his life.

I've had a vague idea for an essay for a year or so, that will discuss the crucial importance of simple kinds of information: just knowing that eating liver treats pernicious anemia is all that was needed to save a great many lives.

Methylcobalamin is required for the production of red blood cells. The Cyanocobalamin that's labeled as "B12" in most vitamin pills and fortified foods isn't actually B12, rather the liver processes Cyanocobalamin with a small fraction being transformed into the Methyl kind.

I also mentioned to these relatives that I was going to eat a whole lot more red meat, because the only human-edible food that B12 is found in is blood. That led one of my relatives to protest vigorously, he advised me to adopt a Vegan Diet - but gradually - and to get my B12 from Vitamin Pills.

I was a vegan for six months. Most of that time I exercised vigorously every day. At the end of that I'd lost forty pounds, was in great physical shape, looked really good and had boundless energy.

Then I started eating meat, eggs and dairy again. The result is that I gained all that weigh back and more, and when I start to sing on the street, after I put my Tip Jar on the ground, stand back up then walk a few steps away from it, I have to stop and breathe deeply for thirty seconds or so before I can start singing.

Because standing back up from putting something on the ground leaves me short of breath.

I'm determined to lose all that weight again, not at all for a better physical appearance but for my blood pressure, as well as to prevent heart attack, stroke or diabetes. Diabetics often die of heart attacks, they go blind or their feet rot off because their poor blood circulation leads excess blood sugar to cause open sources.

I've not yet been prescribed blood pressure medicine but if it goes any higher I surely will. My pressure has been creeping gradually up the last year, with the highest I've seen it being 170 over 110. (It's generally not that high, but still too high.)

High blood pressure is called "The Silent Killer" because there are no noticeable symptoms until it's too late to save one's life: it will destroy your kidneys, one will need a transplant but I expect one wouldn't qualify for a new kidney until one's blood pressure is back down to normal. That would totally suck to try to get in shape while on Dialysis.

I've only got one kidney left. My surgeon advised me to take good care of it.

PS: "certain seizure medicines" prevent one's body from absorbing B12. Does the Trileptal (oxcarbazapine) that I take do so? No. How about the Depakote (valproate) that I took from 1994 through 2014? No as well.

(I was taking Depakote just for Bipolar Mania, however many anti-seizure (anti-epileptic) drugs are effective for mania as well. This leads to speculation that Mania is some form of seizure.)

In about 45 minutes. I just got downtown and want to chill in my office for a little bit.

This page is about my singing. There's a free instrumental piano EP that you can download or stream. Please drop it right in your shared folder.

I haven't posted any of my singing yet because I'm unhappy with the ways I've tried to mix it so far. When I sing in a quiet place, my recordings sound like I'm in interstellar space. Those are called "Dry" recordings. They're "Wet" once mixed. I've got some good dry recordings but it needs a modest amount of reverb. I'll keep working on it.

I'm planning a vocal album that I will sell: Michael David Crawford LIVE! On Broadway (... and Morrison, Portland, Oregon).

Later tonight I'll visit a friend who is a waitress at a 24-hour restaurant. We are close friends however after we met for coffee a couple times she told me that she didn't want anything romantic. Even so, we remain close friends.

She is anxious to hear about the pathologist's report from my cancerous kidney. I've got the printed report with me now. Most of the text is about the analytic methods they used - the type of microscope stain and so on - but the key words are "Negative margins of excision" which means there were no cancerous cells in the normal tissue surrounding my tumour, so it is exceedingly unlikely to have spread.

That bad boy was 5.6 cm across. His own observations during my surgery as well as my pathologist's report led my surgeon to unequivocally state:

• "Your cancer is cured!"

I pointed out to him that "I'm a computer programmer. When I screw up on the job, you'll lose your document. I'm very, very happy that you are willing to bear such a weighty responsibility and that you use it so well".

Just two things really sums it up:

When a man tells me he is a Sovereign Citizen, I give him a cookie.

Also, it is my understanding that Libertarians were diapers made of hemp, as that is what the Constitution is printed on.

What is your own personal take on Libertarianism?

I cancelled my Comcast Internet over the weekend because money is tight. I'm able to use my iPhone's personal hotspot which kinda sorta works most of the time. Strangely, the Personal Hotspot does not work as well at home as it does on the bus or train.

When I did that, I also cancelled my Antminer L3+'s Internet connection.

Well at least I'll get some quiet for once. LiteCoin is at forty or so; my Comcast was fifty so for mining alone it's not worth it.

However if you feel that cryptocurrencies aren't going to collapse anytime soon, it would be a good time to buy some.

Tomorrow, November 15 @ 04:40UTC, the biggest computer battle that has ever happened will take place.

The Bitcoin Cash network is secured by about 5EH of compting power (5,000,000,000,000,000,000 dSHA256 hashes/second). At the moment, a malicious actor, Craig Wright, is controlling about 75% of that power. He intends to cause a hard fork on November 15 and make BitcoinSV the leading Bitcoin Cash implementation.

His goal appears to be to destroy Bitcoin Cash. His twitter feed (seriously, check this out) has become crazy over the last few weeks. He appears to want to take away the permissionless aspect of Bitcoin Cash. Transactions that use 'non-allowed' op codes would become recoverable by miners (of which, he is conveniently, the majority miner). He also talks of recovering funds from addresses that have been inactive for a long time. I believe that the end goal is to recover Satoshi's coins.

In just under 24 hours, the war will start. It is likely that hashrate will be diverted from BTC to defend this attack. This will result in lower hash rate for BTC, slower block times, and likely transaction congestion.

During this time, block reorgs on the bitcoin cash network are likely. Transactions may be undone during the attack. It is also possible that only empty blocks will be mined, preventing any transactions from occurring.

There is also speculation that 'poison blocks' will be used as part of the attack. The new SV client allows upto 128MB blocks. However, the current software only has a throughput of ~22MB before other limits come into play. It is speculated that Craig Wright will use malicious pre-computed blocks to 'poision' the network. These blocks would take a long time to validate on honest nodes giving CW an advantage.

This is going to be an epic battle. It's the most expensive computer attack to ever be launched and is going to be a critical moment for the future of all cryptocurrencies, not just Bitcoin Cash.

It's going to be interesting... information during the attack can be found here: https://reddit.com/r/btc and here: https://cash.coin.dance/

EDIT: Ars just picked it up.

We can STOP THE DEVASTATION constantly going on in California. Our Taxpayers give them billions of dollars each year. And get gross mismanagement of the Statues. Sad to see the history and culture of our great Country being ripped apart with the removal of our beautiful statues and monuments. You can’t CHANGE history, but you can LEARN from it. Remedy now, or no more Fed payments! Get Smart!!!! twitter.com/stevesaldivar/status/1049008080128696320 twitter.com/sahluwal/status/1061350633482022912

(Reposted from my email to a cast of thousands.)

In Europe, they call November 11th Armistice Day, as World War I ended at 11:00 AM on November 11th, 1918.

I ask that you honor our veterans in quite a grim manner: please read "All Quiet On The Western Front" by Erich Maria Remarque. "Western" because Remarque was a German soldier - but it's been long enough that we should not hang on to our anger anymore.

That same spirit of forgiveness is evidenced by Aircrew Remembered. My dear friend Stefan Pietrzak Youngs works on it with his brother Kelvin, who started this invaluable historical archive to honor their father, a Polish fighter pilot who perished in a training accident shortly after the end of the war. Here's one of Sgt. Aleksander Pietrzak's pages there:

• 316 Mustang Squadron III Fl./Sgt. Pietrzak 'Diver' Kills

When Sergeant Pietrzak perished, Stefan was only three months old.

In his book, Remarque mentions just one war atrocity that was committed by American soldiers: when fresh German troops arrived, the battle-seasoned soldiers advised them to file the saw teeth off their bayonets lest they be captured by the Americans then disemboweled with their own bayonets.

My own father served in Vietnam, a Missile Fire Control Officer aboard the USS Providence and the Wilson. The Fire Control Officers were the ones who pressed the buttons that actually launched the missiles; had my father not been so quick on the draw, hundreds of men - including him - would have gone to Davy Jones' Locker were a North Vietnamese MIG fighter to have sunk their ship with its own missile.

Dad never told us that the Talos Naval Anti-Aircraft Missiles could be fitted with nuclear warheads, but that fact was later declassified. An Air Force fighter pilot who was scrambled during the Cuban Missile Crisis regarded the nuclear anti-aircraft missile as "the stupidest weapon ever invented". When I mentioned the Talos' nuclear capability at Hacker News, someone replied that "The first Taloses had poor accuracy, and that was at a time" - the 1950s - "that atomic bombs seemed like a good idea for everything".

Grandpa Speelmon was a surgeon and a Captain in the US Army Air Forces Medical Corps in San Antonio, Texas. I don't know much about my grandfather - Estel Rex Speelmon, he went by his middle name - but reading Wikipedia suggests that he served in the School of Aviation Medicine at Randolph Field, now Randolph Air Force Base.

Grandpa Crawford was a Carpenter's Mate in the Seabees - the US Naval Construction Battalions - in the New Hebrides, in the South Pacific. He later served in the Aleutian Islands during Korea.

I actually had two maternal grandfathers as Grandpa Speelmon died in 1948. Grandpa Swope was my grandmother Florence's second husband. He and I were very close. When he told me that he was a Police Officer in Los Angeles during World War II, I pointed out that he didn't seem like the kind of guy that would make a good cop:

"In those days," Grandpa explained, "You did what you were told".

One of Grandpa Speelmon's older brothers, Ray Bruce Speelmon, died in Flanders about three weeks before the Armistice. My mother once went there, to lay flowers on Great Uncle Ray's grave. Someday I shall lay flowers there too.

Mom and Dad understandably tried to hide the horrors of war from my sister and I. This led to me having the impression that the only time Dad ever fired a gun was when he came home from work - at the Concord Naval Weapons Station, in the San Francisco East Bay - to proudly boast that he shot the head off a match at fifty feet with a pistol.

Dad's take on Gun Safety: "Never point a gun at someone unless you intend to shoot them. Never shoot someone unless you intend to kill them".

I read "All Quiet On The Western Front" during the Summer of '79, when I was fifteen.

Dad passed away during peacetime, in 2003 at the age of sixty-eight. His mortal remains lay for eternity in Willamette National Cemetery in South Portland, Oregon.

I will leave you with a happy story:

In Concord, Dad worked at a very small, very secure facility where they assembled and tested Terrier and Talos missiles. The Terrier was a single-stage solid-fueled rocket, the Talos two stages, the first if I understand correctly was solid-fueled, the upper stage an liquid fueled air-breathing ramjet.

One day Dad brought home a piece of the Terrier's solid fuel that was about the size of his thumb. That solid fuel looked just like automobile tire rubber because that's just what it was made of.

After advising me and Jeannie to stand well away from it, Dad placed the piece of fuel in the middle of our concrete back deck, stood well away himself, leaned out then stretched out his arm to light the fuel with his cigarette lighter.

That automobile tire rubber burnt just like the head of a match!

        "Nitroglycerin."

Never Forget Those Who Gave Their Lives For Us.

Michael David Crawford, Navy Brat

Specifically, the AC who claims that all job posts are works of fiction and that Soggy Jobs is a fraud.

It is specifically for people like him that I built it. I want to facilitate the employment of those who find it difficult to find work.

However, I am forced to concede that I'm stymied by this particular AC. I expect he has some manner of mental illness whose paranoia leads him to be completely convinced that _nobody_ actually works as a coder.

The booming Portland economy is centered around the Pearl District and its Downtown. Locate your startup there and you'll get VC like there's no tomorrow.

But you won't hire any coders.

Have you any advice as to how I can help him? Help me out here, I'm begging you!