Safe room
A safe room or panic room is a fortified room that is installed in a private residence or business to provide a safe shelter, or hiding place, for the inhabitants in the event of a break in, home invasion, tornado, terror attack or other threat. Safe rooms usually contain communications equipment, so that law enforcement authorities can be contacted.
Construction techniques
The simplest safe room is simply a closet with the hollow-core door replaced with an exterior-grade solid-core door that has a deadbolt and longer hinge screws and strike-plate screws to resist battering. Sometimes, the ceiling is reinforced, or gated, to prevent easy access from the attic or from an overhead crawl space.
More expensive safe rooms have walls and a door reinforced with sheets of steel, Kevlar, or bullet-resistant fibreglass. The hinges and strike plate are often reinforced with long screws. Some safe rooms may also have externally vented ventilation systems and a separate telephone connection. They might also connect to an escape shaft.
Rapid Eye Movement (album)
Rapid Eye Movement is an album by progressive rock/metal band Riverside. It is the third and final part of the Reality Dream Trilogy which has thus far included Out of Myself and Second Life Syndrome. The album is split into two parts: part one consists of tracks one through five while part two consists of tracks six through nine. It was released internationally by InsideOut Music on October 9, 2007, on September 28 in Europe by InsideOut Music and on September 24 by Mystic Productions in Poland. A two CD digipack version of the album has been also been released and includes extra tracks and some video footage.
There are also 2 outtakes that are expected from the last reality dream suite, the title track and reality dream IV. Instead, both are included in the bonus disk, and the final instrumental of the suite is titled Lucid dream IV.
The album was named as one of Classic Rock‘s 10 essential progressive rock albums of the decade.
In 2009, Century Media Records Ltd, under exclusive license from InsideOut Music, released a 2CD version including the bonus disk originally included in the 2007 digipack version, without the video footage.
Panic Room
Panic Room is a 2002 American thriller film directed by David Fincher and written by David Koepp. The film stars Jodie Foster and Kristen Stewart as a mother and daughter whose new home is invaded by burglars, played by Forest Whitaker, Jared Leto, and Dwight Yoakam.
Koepp's screenplay was inspired by news coverage in 2000 about panic rooms. The film was Fincher's fifth feature film, following Fight Club (1999). Fincher and Koepp brought together a crew of people with whom each had worked before. The house and its panic room were built on a Raleigh Studios lot. Nicole Kidman was originally cast as the mother, but she left after aggravating a previous injury. Her departure threatened the completion of the film, but Foster quickly replaced Kidman. The filmmakers used computer-generated imagery to create the illusion of the film camera moving through the house's rooms. Foster became pregnant during the shooting schedule, so filming was suspended until after she gave birth.
The film was commercially released in the United States and Canada on March 29, 2002. The film cost $48 million and it grossed $30 million on its opening weekend. In the United States and Canada, it grossed $96.4 million. In other territories, it grossed $100 million for a worldwide total of $196.4 million, making it a commercial success. Critics were generally positive or mixed in their reviews. In retrospect, Panic Room has been assessed for its portrayal of childhood and feminism, the elements of video surveillance and diabetes, and its thematic approach to mortality.
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High Five
by: RittzThis is Rittz, White Jesus, Jonny Valiant is his alias x3
You ain't gotta tell him bitch they know who the hell it is
Everybody lookin ever since they sayin where'd he come from
From the north side of atlanta tropicana bubblegum in blonde [ bom bom bom]
Beatin in the trunk in the donk cutaway straight beatin like a tom tom drum ...?
Feel the cocaine ...? see us fly by
Sat back[?] fulla buddha and a cooler fulla high life somebody gimme high five
[?] got adidas on my feet and got the biggest pinky ring u ever seen upon a white boy's hand
White boy going ham ya'll wearing tight jeans going glam going going going damn
Got em buzzin in the club like boing boing blam like a fat couple fuckin in a dodge ram
Blunt[?] fulla crown who drunk as I am [I am!] ...? let me dive in that
Fro like a retro porn star pocket fulla money and I gotta go to Coinstar
Now im at a four star restaurant eatin foie gras
Waiter comin to the table sayin voila
La la tastin like key lime pie u can probly smell the weed when we ride by
Then its back to the crib back with a bitch back in Gwinnett and im buzzin in my bee hive high
So stupid with it flow so terrific so futuristic he's sci-fi
I know the magazine'll wanna gimme five mics
Feel like im the hottest MC times nine
Kick shit like a kung fu flick hi-ya
Bout to go down on this bitch sky dive
Live from ya playlist in ya ipod its rittz in this bitch can I get a high five
Yela put me on the elevator goin up any rapper steppin to me on the mic ima bury him
I ain't scared of bein arrogant never gets hard but these bars hard like a barbarian
Plus a motherfucker represent slumerican wolf passed me the torch course ima carry it
Now im in the limelight I might take a ho to see twilight
Finger her inside the theater and get some brain until im feelin like einstein
Why my pleasure I be at the party cuttin lines on the dresser
Get a bitch high and undress her
Have her on the bed sceamin OMG like
I'm Usher
when I touch her yessir
Ain't no body fresher im the next big thing thing
Homie [?] wanna see my neck piece swing swing
Anybody wanna try and test me ding ding
Swingin on em like im in the wrestling ring ring
Kill a muthafucka like I'm Chris Benoit
You don't really wanna fuck with rittz then boy
Blow another kiss to them bitches [mmmwa]
Have em screamin oh lord like a christian choir
Man im finally on fire
If they only knew how much time has bone by
I crown up in my styrofoam Im poopin x pills and im rollin like a firestone tire
Can I get a high five
Rittzo go skitzo when im sippin on the crystal
swingin like im Klitschko
Fuck around and ima split yo wig
Haterz lookin mad because I exploded
They was hopin I would never get noticed
I dont think ive ever seen my dick so big
Got these bitches in they thongs like sisqo did
In my 64 smokin san francisco shit
Ridin 85 strapped like the cisco kid
Want a sack meet me where the cit-go is
Money stacked can't get the shit folded
Kill a motherfucker then I dispose his dead body
Bury him beneath a bed of roses
Mel gibson bitch I got my swisher lit
Im bout to fill it with some killer get a whiff of this
Pimp shit like fish and grits
Gwinnett county where they found me in the valley of the crystal meth
Still sippin coke with the captain morgan
Still reppin georgia still fresh and gorgeous
Gotta a closet fulla pradas air max and jordans
Got a cutie smellin fruity like an apple orchard
Bout to tourch it up and you can tell by the smell im high
Everybody wishin me well likewise