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We need a Food Forum here. Anyway, ughhh... Think Twice Before Buying This Type of Burger ...by Food Babe 4th of July is right around the corner and I really can’t think of a better way to celebrate Independence Day than a good old fashioned BBQ. But I have to be honest here, attending a BBQ produces a bit of anxiety for me every time. Will the host serve only beef hamburgers and hotdogs? (I don’t eat beef or any type hot dog.) Will the meat be organic? Will there be vegetarian options? Will the cook char the meat to death and produce heterocyclic amines that are known to cause colon cancer? Needless to say, I am honestly a little disappointed when the host decides to serve things I don’t eat but get even more anxious when they offer to pick up some veggie burgers from the store for me. I am downright frightened of the ingredients in those frozen meat flavored patties. My response to their offer is always “No, thank you, I’ll bring a dish” and here’s why: Neurotoxins & Carcinogens – The majority of store-bought veggie burgers contain some form of soy. Non organic soy is extracted using hexane, a chemical byproduct of petroleum refining. The food industry uses the hexane extraction method because it is cheap. Several studies have been published about the neurotoxicity of exposure of humans and animals to hexane, but the most alarming ones link exposure to brain tumors. Currently the FDA sets no limit to the amount of hexane that can be used in non-organic soy products and no one knows for sure how much residue is being consumed by the American public. If you want more info on this – the Cornucopia Institute released an excellent report about several popular veggie burger brands that use hexane. To quote top researcher Charlotte Valleys, “The bigger picture here is that hexane is being released into the atmosphere—since it’s an air pollutant. It leads to smog, which is ground-level ozone, which leads to a whole bunch of health problems, like asthma in kids. These effects are very real.” 
I don’t want this in my body or in the air I breathe – do you? *Image taken from Cornucopia Institute’s report on hexane in soy Cheap Oils – If you see the words “canola oil, soy oil, corn oil, sunflower, and/or safflower oil” it is likely extracted with hexane too. But what further complicates this matter (if having a neurotoxin byproduct in your burger is not enough) is that the overconsumption of these cheap oils are causing an abundance of Omega 6 fatty acids in our diets. The imbalance of Omega 6 fatty acids increases the risk of inflammation, heart disease, obesity, and prostate and bone cancer. Textured Vegetable Protein, aka “TVP” – Several frozen veggie burgers available are developed using soy products and Textured Vegetable Protein (TVP). TVP is one of those foods I avoid at all costs and no one will ever convince me to eat something this processed. TVP is extracted from soy at a super high heat and made into a powder before it is “reshaped” into strips, chunks and granules and put back into food. The processing can also add artificial and natural flavors, MSG, colorings, emulsifiers and thickening agents, including nitrosamine, which is a carcinogen no one should be consuming. Does this picture of TVP look like nutritious nuggets of real food to you? Chemically Altered Flavorings & MSG – There are several hidden sources of MSG found in vegetarian meat substitutes. The food industry uses MSG to make processed food that is low in nutrition taste good, tricking your taste buds into liking something that isn’t real food. Futhermore, MSG increases your insulin response, tricking your body into thinking you can eat more than you actually should. And this is exactly how scientists make rats obese, by feeding them MSG laced food. I don’t know about you, but knowing there is a potential substance that can trick me into eating more food is reason enough to avoid this at all costs. But MSG is linked to all sorts of terrible reactions in humans like migraines, toxicity, and autoimmune disorders that you can read about in this tell all book about MSG. Full of Genetically Modified Ingredients (GMOs) – If the burger contains anything derived from corn or soy, you can almost guarantee it comes from genetically modified seeds unless it is certified 100% organic. Genetically modified foods have been linked to toxicity, allergic reactions and fertility issues and have not been studied for their long term effects on our health. Unfortunately, here in the US, companies can get away with including GMOs in our foods without us knowing it. If you want to know if GMO’s are in your food – support the Just Label It.org by signing their petition to the FDA The Morningstar Farms Black Bean Burger, along with several other brands are guilty of every one of these points above. This burger is marketed as “healthy” and has even more questionable ingredients like caramel coloring (which is linked to cancer) and a slew of other chemical based preservatives. Knowing that I used to eat this particular brand many years ago on a weekly basis, absolutely disgusts me now. I don’t know about you, but I am tired of processed and convenience foods making a fool out of me…share this info with all your veggie burger buying friends and spread the word. Cheers, Food Babe P.S. This is one of my favorite homemade veggie burger recipes ever. http://foodbabe.com/2012/07/02/think-twice-before-buying-this-type-of-burger/

(For the record, yr umble correspondent is a Leo douchebag. )

You beat me to it. (Actually, in seriousness, right after ihpguy posted that, I googled for an image of poaching to post. But the search returned so many pitiable photos of cruelly de-horned rhinoceroses, some still alive and suffering huge red raw flesh craters where their horns had been hacked off, that I had to leave my desk for a little.)

Truly. I hadn't previously seen any one article that laid it all out like this one.

Possibly a reason to watch TV (well, computer) again...? The Bleak Old Shop of StuffA Victorian comedy adventure in the style of Charles Dickens following shop owner Jedrington Secret-Past About the showThe Bleak Old Shop Of Stuff is a new four-part comedy adventure set in the Dickensian world of Jedrington Secret-Past, the up-standing family man and owner of The Old Shop of Stuff, Victorian London's most successful purveyor of miscellaneous odd things. The series has an impressive ensemble cast led by Robert Webb (That Mitchell And Webb Look) in the role of Jedrington and Katherine Parkinson (The IT Crowd) who plays his wife Conceptiva. The Christmas special will feature Stephen Fry as the evil lawyer Malifax Skulkingworm alongside David Mitchell (That Mitchell And Webb Look), Celia Imrie (Nanny McPhee), Pauline McLynn (Father Ted) and Johnny Vegas (Ideal). The episode sees Jedrington's family incarcerated by Skulkingworm in London's infamous prison The Skint, until they can repay a mysterious and vast debt. Will Jedrington rescue his family in time for Christmas or lose them forever? And is there more to the name Secret-Past than meets the eye? http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/b0195ngq

Scott Thorson: the lover Liberace remade in his own imageAs the film Behind the Candelabra, starring Michael Douglas and Matt Damon, shows, Scott Thorson lived a life of wild excess with Liberace. Since the entertainer's death, Thorson's existence has been just as strange This piece originally appeared in the New York Times David Segal The Observer, Saturday 25 May 2013 Soon after moving into Liberace's gaudy Las Vegas mansion in 1977, Scott Thorson, then a teenage hunk in the foster care system, learned that the jewel-smitten showman could love just as extravagantly as he decorated. Touring the premises before their relationship began, Liberace pointed out some decorative highlights, which included 17 pianos, a casino, a quarry's worth of marble and a canopied bed with an ermine spread. On the ceiling was a reproduction of the Sistine Chapel with Liberace's face painted among the cherubs. When the pair became a couple, Liberace, who was 40 years older, was just as excessive. He couldn't bear to let Thorson out of his sight. "We were at a hotel in Florida, and Liberace had the manager give us another suite, with windows that faced the beach," said Thorson, now 54. "He knew I'd be near the water and he wanted to be able to look at me." Liberace even wanted Thorson nearby when he worked. So for years, Thorson would don a chauffeur's costume covered in rhinestones and drive "Mr Showmanship" on stage in a bejewelled Rolls-Royce. Thorson would stop the car, then open the door for Liberace, who would emerge in a fur coat with a 16ft train. This routine, which ran for years at the Las Vegas Hilton, is recreated in a forthcoming movie, Behind the Candelabra, which is based on Thorson's autobiography of the same name and stars Matt Damon as Thorson and Michael Douglas as Liberace. The film debuts tonight in the US on HBO and opens in cinemas in the UK on 7 June. One person who might miss the movie's debut is Scott Thorson. He is an inmate at the Washoe county jail in Reno, Nevada, and while the place has its share of amenities – including television – HBO isn't one of them. Thorson has been held there since February, when he was charged with burglary and identity theft, after buying about $1,300 worth of computer and mobile-phone merchandise, using a credit card and licence that weren't his. He was arrested at the Ponderosa hotel, where he and a man he had just met rented a room for $33.90 a night. Changed man: Scott Thorson inside Washoe county jail. Photograph: David Calvert/New York Times/Redux/eyevine "We get a lot of the dregs of Reno, a lot of prostitutes, drug dealers," said Eric Pyzel, a clerk at the Ponderosa, where a nearby bumper sticker reads: "Welcome To Our Country. Just Do It Legally." "The cops are by pretty often. So when they got here it was kind of like, OK, what is it this time?" On a recent Friday morning at the jail, Thorson was sitting in a small room of white cinder blocks, empty but for a sink and a wall-mounted dispenser of disinfectants. Two officers hovered. Not for the first time in his troubled life, he vowed to clean up. "This experience has scared me straight," he said, in a slightly nasal tone that sounds vaguely like Liberace. "There comes a time when you've got to take responsibility. You've got to stop lying and face your mistakes." It's hard to connect this tired and anxious man in a blue prison shirt to the beefcake grinning in photographs in the late 70s. Time, an on-off meth addiction, several stints in prison and what he describes as stage 3 colon cancer have taken their toll. Another reason he looks different: the chin implant is gone. Thorson had it removed in an attempt to reverse one of the creepier episodes in the history of plastic surgery. Early in their relationship, Liberace plucked an oil painting of himself from a room in his Las Vegas mansion and asked a visiting doctor to reshape Thorson's face to look like Liberace's as a young man. Liberace wanted a toy boy and a son. With sex and fatherhood disturbingly entwined, Thorson wound up with a new chin, a nose job and enhanced cheekbones. "I was 17 years old," he said, explaining why he went along with a plan that sounds so lunatic. "Liberace had taken me out of a situation with a father who was very abusive, a mother who was mentally ill. I did everything I possibly could to please this man." The two went on shopping sprees, travelled first-class and spent a lot of quality time with Liberace's shar-peis. Thorson was showered with gifts, including mink coats, an assortment of baubles and a Chevrolet Camaro. They entertained celebrities such as Debbie Reynolds and Michael Jackson. But it all ended abruptly in 1982. That year, Liberace had members of his retinue forcibly eject Thorson from his penthouse in Los Angeles. It was a break-up caused, in part, by Thorson's drug habit, which he says he developed trying to slim down, at Liberace's urging, on what was called the "Hollywood diet," a cocktail of doctor-prescribed drugs that included pharmaceutical cocaine. Thorson later sued for $113m in palimony, ultimately losing a highly public battle fought both in court and in the tabloids. He settled in 1986 for $95,000, according to reports at the time. There was a deathbed reconciliation before Liberace died of a disease caused by Aids in 1987. And that is where Behind the Candelabra ends. But Thorson's life went on, and as he explained in a series of interviews, both in person and via a jail-monitored version of Skype, many of the events that followed are as strange as the ones that came before. The trick is separating the strange from the unbelievable. "His approach to communicating with people is always to play it in a manner that reflects best on him," said Oliver Mading, the man Thorson calls his adoptive father as well as his manager. One evening recently, Mading was sitting in the living room of his home a few miles from Reno's downtown. Sitting nearby was his stepson, Tony Pelicone, who met Thorson through a mutual friend a decade ago in Palm Springs, California. At best, these men sounded deeply ambivalent about being enmeshed in Thorson's life. "He's not a bad person," said Pelicone, who has a swirl of brown-blond hair and a cigarette habit. "He's just twisted and kind of cutthroat." Mading: "He'd sell his mother – " "Then he gives you that smile," said Pelicone, interrupting. The two admit that much of what they know about Thorson's biography they learned from Thorson and that, at the very least, he has an aversion to telling his life story as a coherent, easy-to-follow chronology. During interviews at the Washoe county jail, Thorson was often evasive and moody, deflecting questions about his past to rage against the people who have declined to put up the $15,000 in bail he says he needs to get out of jail. "All these people are getting rich from my story," he fumed, "and here I sit." Earlier this month, he pleaded guilty and asked to enter a rehabilitation programme. He could face as little as probation with a suspended prison sentence to two to 30 years and combined fines of up to $110,000. What's indisputable is that Scott Thorson is no longer named Scott Thorson. He is now known as Jess Marlow, a change Thorson says occurred when he entered the federal witness protection program as the star witness in the 1989 prosecution of an infamous Los Angeles character named Eddie Nash. Nash shows up in the book and movie as Mr Y, described as a drug dealer with ties to organised crime who made headlines for allegedly ordering the so-called Wonderland murders, a grisly quadruple homicide that took place two days after Nash's home was robbed of money and drugs in 1981. (The crime is named after 8763 Wonderland Avenue, where the killings took place.) Nash purportedly learned who had committed the robbery after his underlings beat up porn star John Holmes, an acquaintance of Nash's who later admitted to helping the robbers enter Nash's home. A fictionalised version of these events turns up in Boogie Nights, with a Nash-inspired figure played by a Speedo- and robe-wearing Alfred Molina. ‘Mr Showmanship’: Liberace in his $55,000 marble bath in 1978. Photograph: Bettmann/Corbis Thorson says that Nash became a drug source for him in the early 80s and that he later became a partner in Nash's club business. At some point, the two fell out and, by 1988, Thorson was reportedly in a Los Angeles jail for an assortment of charges. There, he says, he was offered leniency by the district attorney's office in exchange for testifying that he happened to be at Nash's home when thugs pummelled John Holmes – which, if true, would make Thorson a kind of Zelig of the Awful. Eleven members of the jury voted to convict. One held out. Nash later admitted to bribing that lone juror, and in 2001, he struck a plea bargain in which he was sentenced to 37 months in prison for racketeering. Now, in his early 80s, Nash is a free man. And he would like to make it clear that he and Thorson were never partners. "No, no, he worked for me," Nash said on the telephone. "When Liberace dumped him, he had nothing. He was on the streets. So I took him in, and he worked at the house. He was good for cleaning. Because I lived with eight girls at the time. Beautiful girls. College girls. It was safe to have Thorson around because he is gay. I had a gay cook, too." Thorson claims that after the trial, marshals in the federal witness protection programme moved him to Florida and gave him a new name. "They had to keep me safe because there was a contract placed on my life by Eddie Nash," he said during one interview. "It started with the marshals taking me to different locations around the country for seven to 10 days, to make sure no one was following," he said. "Texas, Alaska, Seattle." It's an intriguing narrative plot point – man forced to get a new face is later forced to take on a new identity. But the story sounds highly improbable to Bill Keefer, a former federal marshal in the witness protection programme. He has doubts because of where Thorson eventually landed: at a Christian-based homeless shelter in Tallahassee, Florida, called the Haven of Rest. "How much protection could the marshals provide a guy at a homeless shelter?" Keefer asked. At the Haven of Rest, Thorson found religion. And, instead of striving for invisibility, he shared his life story in front of church congregations. He says that he became a popular evangeliser, even appearing on a Pat Robertson TV show. "He would share his testimony about his life with Liberace," said Danny Heaberlin, who ran Haven of Rest at the time. "We had pictures of him with Liberace, because the story was so out there, nobody would believe it otherwise." Thorson says an east coast mafia don gave him assurances that he needn't worry about Nash. True or not, Thorson was unable to stay on the side of the angels for long. After three years at the Haven of Rest, he says, he started using drugs again, and in 1991, was shot in a room at a Howard Johnson hotel in Jacksonville. Local reports described the crime as a robbery committed by a crack dealer. "They thought he was going to die," Heaberlin said, "but he kept living and living." While he was recovering, a life-changing event occurred: a woman from Maine named Georgianna Morrill came to visit. Thorson would later claim she had seen him on TV, spreading the gospel, but that is not how Morrill remembers it. "I read Behind the Candelabra, and I saw the photo on the back of the book and I heard the Lord tell me to pray for this guy," she said, speaking from her apartment in South Portland, Maine. "I thought, I don't even know this man. But I'm a Christian, and, when God tells you to pray for someone, you do." She found Thorson through a Pentecostal friend and soon after the two met, she invited him to live with her in a tiny two-storey red house in Falmouth, Maine. Thorson accepted. He stayed for the next 12 years. It was the second time that he found refuge in someone else's life, but Falmouth was a long way from Vegas, and Morrill was no Liberace. There were periods of domestic calm, with Thorson cleaning up around the house and collecting disability payments that he was eligible for after the shooting. But Morrill wanted to get married, despite all the evidence that the match was a terrible idea. The couple had sex once, she recalls. "That was enough," she said with a giggle. Thorson's homosexuality wasn't the only impediment. He drank a lot, and when he did he would sometimes "get stupid", in Morrill's words, prompting her to call the police. Still, she held out hope that one day he would propose. And one day, he did, but with a ring with a pearl on top that she somehow knew he had purchased with a stolen credit card. "I said to him, 'I'm looking for a diamond ring and one that you paid for yourself,"' she said, laughing. "He got pretty mad that I didn't want it." Morrill speaks with a note of nostalgia about those strife-ridden years. It's a note you won't hear when you discuss the subject with Thorson. "Horrible!" he said of his Maine phase. "It was so boring. I hated the weather. Five feet of snow. It was too quiet. I had to get the hell out of there." Thorson moved to Palm Springs, where he would be arrested a handful of times for stealing groceries and drug possession, among many other charges. Early in this era, he met Tony Pelicone. "I recently learned that he came by our house to meet someone I was dating," Pelicone said. "Later his house burned and nobody was there to pick him up. So I did, thinking he'd stay for a few days. That turned into 10 years." Initially, Pelicone was thrilled to meet Liberace's ex, and he introduced Thorson to his mother and stepfather, Oliver Mading. Mading, a businessman with a background in packaged foods, says he negotiated the Behind the Candelabra movie deal with the producer Jerry Weintraub while Thorson was in prison on drug charges. After his release, Thorson spent his cut of the movie earnings – just under $100,000 – in about two months, mostly on cars and jewellery. "We always knew Jess without money," Mading said, referring to Thorson by his assumed name. "Not that $100,000 is King Midas's trove, but Jess burned through it like a complete idiot." Thorson says he's now penniless because of outlays for cancer treatment. The truth is almost beside the point. An assortment of siblings and half-siblings want nothing to do with him, Mading says. His only real assets today are the intangibles that Liberace bequeathed him, most notably, a peculiar place in showbiz history as the kid that Liberace once adored and tried to remake in his image. "There's always been a love-hate relationship," Thorson said when asked to describe his feelings about Liberace today. "At that time, I was so honored to be in his presence. And I didn't want to go back to my lifestyle in the foster homes, which was pure hell." Their years together scarred him, he says, and partly explain the troubles that followed. But those years were also the happiest of his life. So although he removed the chin implant, he also had a tribute to Liberace tattooed on his forearm. He rolls up the sleeve of a grey thermal undershirt to reveal an inky cluster of curlicued letters and symbols. In the middle is Liberace's name, surrounded by floating musical notes, plus the years that Liberace lived and a yellow rose. "His favourite flower," Thorson said matter-of-factly, rolling his sleeve back down. http://www.guardian.co.uk/film/2013/may/26/liberace-scott-thorson-behind-candelabra?INTCMP=SRCH

Roaming around the site that published the Starbucks toilet water article referenced above, I begin to glean what may be deeper insight into our treasured hitoall's mental space, assuming he spends much time reading these sites... This Japanese KFC Website Might Make You Feel Sick Nothing like creating fast food websites that can make your customers feel ill! Warning: this post contains imagery that actually might make you dizzy or sick. Are you ready? Here we go: These illustrations are the work of Akiyoshi Kitaoka, who is a psychology professor at Ritsumeikan University that studies visual perception. Above, you can see a warning for the site, telling people not to look at it too long. That's popstar Kyary Pamyu Pamyu, whom Kotaku has featured a few times before (here, here, and here). The warning actually pops up after the site is opened for less than a minute. "Kind of them to give us a warning," wrote one commenter on 2ch, Japan's largest online forum. "I feel like I'm gonna barf," added another. KFC shouldn't make you barf! Neither should these Krushers! Though, this might be the first fast food website that actually makes people truly ill. http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=1BtOcVO_Ot0 Here is the KFC commercial that the website is based on. This is part of KFC's "kurakura" (クラクラ) campaign. In Japanese, "kurakura" can mean "dizzy" or "giddy". Here, it's used in a wordplay, because "Krushers" is written as "Kurasshaazu" (クラッシャーズ) in Japanese. Click Here IF YOU DARE [Krushers] http://kotaku.com/this-japanese-kfc-website-might-make-you-feel-sick-510632507

Here it just went up to $8.99/lb or some weeks more, from the admittedly steal price of $4.99/lb which it had been for 8 months or so when I first started buying it here.

Dept. of No Good Deed, then. As ever...

And something that gerrymandering has made even more difficult than formerly. Which observation of course in no wise contradicts any of your points.

Thanks for the Miami Herald link. That article confirms your recollection: ...The numbers, confirming previous estimates, show that taxpayers spent $118,140 to reimburse people for drug test costs, at an average of $35 per screening. The state’s net loss? $45,780. Read more here: http://www.miamiherald.com/2012/04/20/2758871/floridas-welfare-drug-tests-cost.html#storylink=cpy Other sources seem to indicate the $178 million figure in the cartoon is Florida's total welfare program cost, not just this drug test: http://www.rawstory.com/rs/2011/08/25/only-2-of-welfare-applicants-in-florida-failed-drug-tests/ Would seem the cartoonist was not reading too carefully. The Miami Herald piece does add this from an ACLU spokesman: "That’s [the 118,140 figure] not counting attorneys and court fees and the thousands of hours of staff time it took to implement this policy," Newton said. Your other link, to mediamatters, now seems not to work.

P.S. Hong Kong seems to be a laugh riot these days. Just below your story was this one: Woman Gets Upset After Starbucks Writes "Vagina" Instead of "Virginia" Whoops. A Hong Kong Starbucks made one customer unhappy after totally screwing up a first name. Imagine that! A Starbucks spelling fail? Impossible. On the Hong Kong Starbucks' Facebook page (via HongWrong), a customer posted an image of the fail, writing: This is my sister's cuppa [sIC] from your HKU branch. Fancy your staff not being able to spell an American name like Virginia. Forgiving she has been with every misspelled cup. Her cup was once 'Virgin'. Every Starbucks experience for her has been coupled with fear and anticipation. But THIS is just UNACCEPTABLE. Starbucks HK, you have to buck up or just not spell your customer's name anyway. It is a derogatory attitude even if it is unintentional. What do you have to say about this? On Facebook, the comment has been liked over a thousand times. Some are calling the photo a fake, while others think it's unfair to expect Hong Kong's non-American staff to be able to spell American names. Starbucks is a global corporation! If real, I doubt this was done to be mean. Well, I sure hope it wasn't. http://kotaku.com/woman-gets-upset-after-starbucks-writes-vagina-instea-485568240

Yes, poaching salmon is great, and very easy. Especially now that decent groceries carry good-quality fish stock, usually packaged in cartons like the good chicken stock. ihpguy's recipe sounds great too. I am going to try that next time I get some salmon. (Odd that, around here in NC stores, price has nearly doubled in the last month for farm-raised salmon from South America. Is it to do with spawning season, or something?)

Because a little sensationalism helps sell newspapers?

Good thing you kept to a well known city, and didn't go roaming into nearby small towns looking to mix with the locals.

Yes! A New England "Blue Velvet."

Gold? Maine? Two words not often heard together. It is not all Kennebunkport and Vinalhaven by a long shot. The state ranks 27th in per capita income, 32nd in median household income (research! ), with wide income disparity between coastal pockets of affluence and the struggling interior. To which point, if it's property one wants, no shortage -- Maine is as large as all the rest of New England put together. Let me show you a nice little 3000-acre parcel, say just northwest of Baxter State Forest, that can be had for a song.

Without even any OxyContin in my system. To be fair, the veins of the natives more commonly run with piss & vinegar.

Where we were was regrettably less colorful than Downeast, a world of its own.

Indeed. I have gone through more than one sequence of the three myself.

Yes, that qualifies as witty & sarcastic.

Interesting craigslist posting... Casting call for "Sex, Drugs and Blueberries" the film (western Maine) We're currently casting three female leads and one male lead for the film version of "Sex, Drugs and Blueberries," a story about how quickly things can wrong. Set amid the oxycontin abuse epidemic in downeast Maine, this is a gritty film with graphic depictions of blueberry raking. (Plus some nudity, drug use and sex.) We're shooting in August and stars Maine rock legend Dave Gutter of Rustic Overtones and Paranoid Social Club. Visit sexdrugsandblueberries.com to learn more about the film and for details about the roles of Missy, Buffy, Savannah and Ganeesh. These are paying gigs, though the film is a non-union production. Cash money, plus housing, food and transportation from Portland will be provided. Send an email to receive a free copy of the eBook Sex, Drugs and Blueberries. More details at sexdrugsandblueberries.com. Location: western Maine Compensation: day rate, plus food, housing and more... This is a contract job. Principals only. Recruiters, please don't contact this job poster. Please, no phone calls about this job! Please do not contact job poster about other services, products or commercial interests. Posting ID: 3837845249 Posted: 2013-05-29, 9:47PM EDT Updated: 2013-05-29, 9:47PM EDT http://boston.craigslist.org/gbs/tfr/3837845249.html