Star Shaped Engagement Ring
Star Shaped Engagement Ring – Antique Gold Engagement Ring.
Star Shaped Engagement Ring
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- The Engagement Ring (B?xt Üzüyü) is a full-length Azerbaijani comedy film released in 1991. The film plot is based on the same-titled novel by Azerbaijani writer Vagif Samadoghlu.
- A ring given by a man to a woman when they agree to marry
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- asteroid: shaped like a star
- (Star (shape)) The star is an ideograph often representing the astronomical star for which it is named, though it also carries other meanings in various contexts.
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The Lincoln C Concept is as much a concept car as it is a platform to carry a concept of the next generation of Ford’s Sync system. Next-gen Sync is the latest version of a Buck Rogers future and plays out in this concept with a fully reconfigurable instrument panel spanning the dash, splayed across multiple screens and embodied by an avatar named "Eva." In the concept, you and Eva are digital best buddies and converse naturally, she acts as a creepy friendly little helper, pulling up addresses and mapping directions, making reservations, managing your social calendar, making suggestions on music playlists, and telling you that it can’t do that as it would jeopardize the mission. Check out the video below and see what you think.
LINCOLN C CONCEPT: BIG LUXURY IN SMALL PACKAGE
DETROIT, Jan. 12, 2009 – Lincoln is breaking new ground with the Lincoln C concept, a new big idea for a small luxury car.
Designed with today’s upscale, urban consumer in mind, the Lincoln C concept brings the presence and elegance of a large Lincoln to a smaller, more efficient C-sized car.
"Modern luxury buyers who live and work in large, urban areas want to play their part in helping the environment by moving to a smaller vehicle, but they still want to enjoy the luxuries of life," said Peter Horbury, executive director of Design, The Americas. "The Lincoln C offers sensible indulgence."
According to Horbury, younger contemporary consumers with slim iPods and pocket-sized cameras have already grown accustomed to the notion of premium quality in a small package.
"During the past decade, people have gotten used to the idea that you could pay more money for a smaller version of the real thing," said Horbury, citing the evolution of music players from tapes to CDs to MP3 players as an example.
"The same philosophy can be applied to the automobile," he added. "People will be happy to buy a smaller car that is better for the environment and more maneuverable in the city as long as the vehicle has all the attributes they want."
The concept’s unique size, lightweight construction and use of sustainable materials make the Lincoln C stand out – along with its fuel economy.
Featuring a 1.6-liter EcoBoost engine and Ford’s all-new dry, dual-clutch PowerShift six-speed transmission, the Lincoln C concept achieves 43 mpg on the highway, while offering up an impressive 180 horsepower and 180 ft.-lbs. of torque. PowerShift and outstanding driving dynamics make the Lincoln C concept fun for the driver.
Plus, a sophisticated human machine interface (HMI) and forward-thinking in-car connectivity technologies bring a whole new dimension to social networking, an important facet of modern customers’ active lifestyles.
"Connectivity is as much a luxury for today’s younger car buyer as are the traditional luxuries of wood, leather and a comfortable ride," said Horbury. "It means being able to continue your lifestyle seamlessly while you’re on the move."
Sporty, Elegant Exterior Design
When designers developed the Lincoln C concept, their goal was to create a C-sized automobile with both presence and elegance. Their vision: a smaller, more fuel-efficient car that could maneuver easily in congested urban areas and compact parking spaces, yet still provide driver and passengers with levels of luxury and comfort usually reserved for larger sedans.
"Lincoln C is about efficiency without compromise," said Freeman Thomas, director of Ford’s Strategic Concepts Group, who led the Lincoln C design team – David Woodhouse, Jeremy Leng, Andrei Markevich and Matt Edwards.
One of the most distinctive features of the Lincoln C is its unique silhouette. The visual mass of the car is very low to the road. A low-slung shoulder line with a wheel-at-each-corner stance supports a dynamic, slightly formal cabin. The aim was "go kart" visual stability combined with elegant lines and surfaces.
At first glance, the silhouette is immediately distinguished by a bold front profile, low shoulder, high beltline, wide C-pillar and compact bustle back.
The modern appearance of the Lincoln C reflects the timeless, iconic elements of the Lincoln DNA: sheer surfaces bounded by defined creases; a cantilevered roof extending from a strong C-pillar; a confident double-wing chrome gr
THE MARK
Dressed in little more then a haggard pair of stained "I spent time in Alcatraz" boxers that barely coped with the responsibility of retaining his man hood, Pike wasn’t sure what to expect when he’d first come onto the bridge. Outside of thinking "Whatever just happened, it ain’t good" all of the previous thought’s he’d had rattling through him mind had suddenly drifted away into a redundant file in his mind it would seem, as he had what appeared to be a serious situation on his hands.
The day had by all rights been an up hill effort from the moment the Good Captain had forced him out of his bunk, six hours earlier then he’d planned. He had equally been frustrated by the fact that despite a great deal of complaining on his part, a reward in the form of a paycheck for the past three months had yet to be extended to him, again. This on going begrudgenment had only further escalated the loathsome realization, that the only comfortable even slightly clean pair of skives he could find in his bunk were being held together by little more then a handful of stiching’s, and a pair of bobby pens. Despite his disdain for this particular morning, it would seem now that all of these facts had been compacted into trivial if not near nil events now.
Taking note of the groans and shrieks still emanating from with in the vessels questionably sturdy superstructure, and the undeniably stressing, at times teeth rattling shutters, coursing their way through the bowels of the craft, Pike made a quick glance over the main console, and the primary array, which warned of not only a proximity threat, but of a full on confirmed impact. These facts seemed to take little notice to the near naked, half awake Pike, as the sudden violent jolt he’d experienced only a moment ago, seemed to have been more then enough evidence to suggest that the vessel had just been struck by something.
Over the past year Pike had managed to garner more then four hundred and eighty hours in the pilots seat of the Colonial Fiction, more then enough flight time to know that it was not uncommon for an asteroid or other various random space debris to bounce off of or out right impact with the hull in deep space, but this was not deep space. The Colonial Fiction had for the better part of the last three days been quietly nestled in docking berth F-86 of Atlas station, safely protected from such natural space anomaly’s by the stations military grade superstructure and thick armor hulled plating. No, whatever had just slammed into the side of his employers D class Gregson Stack Train, with enough force to not only nock Pike completely off of his feet, but equally scatter the entire contents of his re-hydrated bacon and egg breakfast all over the galley floor, was not a chunk of space debris. Somebody had just side swiped them.
Ignoring the proximity and impact warnings, Pike’s first concern was insuring that hull integrity had not been compromised. While the thick skin of Atlas station did provided suitable protection from outside unworldly or other wise unpleasant smack into your ship and you’re dead like threats to vessels nesting inside, it did not offer such luxuries as avoiding the deep vacuum of space. However, like most deep space freighters, the Colonial Fiction had been designed to withstand natural impacts. It was Pike who couldn’t help but feel a mere chill of concern about the fact that this particular Gregson Stack Train, was in fact older then he was, and to say it’s condition was poor at best might have been putting it lightly.
Safety protocol suggested that all interior doors automatically slam shut whenever the computer detected possible hull de-stabilization, but Pike knew that these systems had long since been deactivated. The Good Captain had for one reason or another disengaged these emergency protocols some years ago. The conclusion was that if such a breach had actually taken place, he would most certainly already be dead by now, Thou the fact of the matter was taking some time to sink in.
It was one of a small pile of concerns rapidly layering themselves onto his already disoriented mind. There was that other concern given their current location.
Operating out on and beyond the rim meant keeping a comfortable somewhat fluffy buffer between himself and the law. It was the number one reason he had opted to second on the Colonial Fiction in the first place. It was rare to see government navel vessels operating beyond Alpha Prime, and he’d never once detected so much as an inkling of law enforcement outside of privately owned public sectors on various stations and hubs beyond Saturn’s moons. It had equally been advantages to sign on aboard a vessel that turned very few, if any heads. It basically summed up to taking every effort in not being noticed.
The rim was vast and sparsely occupied by a military or law enforcement presence. Atlas station was the rare exception. A lone beacon of the law on the tip of th
STAR SHAPED ENGAGEMENT RING 
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