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How much would this be? Question: Ok, so a plane ticket traveling from denver to california LAX. Scince its spring break I want to know... And if I went from car from casper wyoming to Anihiem how much would it be? Answer: You're planning this so close to Spring Break that the airline tickets have gone way up! Usually, flights from Denver to LAX cost about $200... but since you're looking so late, it's gonna cost between $300 to $500 (I just looked on Trip Advisor: http://www.tripadvisor.com ). The price of driving will vary by what kind of car you drive. I calculated it on AAA's website using the car I drive which is a 2006 Honda CR-V, and that would be $366.40. You can calculate it here using your car: http://www.fuelcostcalculator.aaa.com/ and of course, if you rent a car then it would be more. |
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What to do/visit in Wyoming? please help? Question: I will be there for 2 days, friday and saturday in November. I like nature, but I am not sure of what exactly to visit in 48 hours. what are the "must see" or land marks in WY? i will be staying in casper, but I have a rental car and I dont mind driving long distances. i dont have any camping gear so that is not an option. thanks Answer: Devil's Tower is a "must see" attraction in Wyoming. It's a three hour drive northeast of Casper. Here is a link to Devil's Tower: http://www.nps.gov/deto/index.htm There's also beautiful Yellowstone National Park. That is about a six hour drive from Casper. Nearby (just south of Yellowstone) you'll find another lovely park, Grand Teton National Park. The Medicine Bow Mountains near Laramie are also very scenic. That is about a three hour drive from Casper. |
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I need help finding some newspaper articles on a car accident that happened in 2000? Question: It happened in either Wyoming or Illinois. Possibly Rawlins or Casper Wyoming or Rock Island or Moline Illinois. An old friend of mine was involved in an accident in 2000, his name was Chadwick W Slay and he died at 32 last year from complications from injuries that he received...I never knew...I moved away to Arizona and just started searching for him and found out that he had died...I just want to know what happened...any help would be appreciated. Answer: Some newspapers have a service where you can go online and order archived newspapers. I would find the local paper and call them. It is also my understanding that libraries sometimes have old newspapers archived. GoodLuck!! |
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If gas is $3.80 a gallon, and a car gets 30 mpg, how much money will it take to go 1130 miles? Question: im trying to figure out how much money its going to take me to get from sandiego ca, to casper wyoming!! help lol!! thankyou! Answer: (1130/30)x3.80= 143 dollars |
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Wyoming Life, how is it? Question: Hi, Im planning on moving to Wyoming from Florida to go to Casper College and live out the rest of my life there, Im 18 and lived in New York and hated the city, And I lived in Florida which I love, Im something like a country boy. What I wanted to know, how is Wyoming, I've seen some beautiful girls there, I know having fun is all about who you know, are there clubs, is it like Florida where you need a car to get everywhere?. I've been wanting to move to Wyoming for the longest time to get away and start a new life for myself. Thanks Answer: Wyoming is a MUCH slower pace of life then what your used to but "YES" there are clubs {bars} and yes there are beautiful girls also {not allot of the like back east though} and like most Sheila's, they are looking for $$$$$$$. A car? NO. A 4x4 pick up? YES! Lots of wide open spaces {read MANY miles of nothing} but it's an awesome place if you want to escape the rat race {we shoot the rats} and hot summers coupled with freezing winters with lots a snow /blizzards {and the reason for 4x4's}. Lots of privacy/hunting/ATVing/Motorcycling/snowmobiling and a very low crime rate. Gang Bangers stick out like a sore thumb there and usually run into "issues" with the local rednecks so they leave post haste.! It will be a shock to you but it's a country of trusting,friendly,help full "Salt of the earth" people BUT if you do one of them wrong YOU WILL BE mentioned to EVERYONE. The gossip line is much faster then the newspaper or the phone even. |
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Can you think of a good book title for this? Question: Prologue: The time was 11:38am. She forced the gas pedal to converge with the floorboard of the car as the speedometer flashed by the 100mph mark. As she glanced in the rearview mirror she cringed in horror. His face’s grim expression was all she could see through the tinted windshield of the pitch black sedan. If only I had never met him, she thought, none of this would have ever happened. I would be sitting at home with my mother, father, and my sister. The thought of her family sent a glistening tear down the side of her cheek, only to realize she had loosened the pressure holding the gas pedal down. The speed had lowered from 120mph to 40mph in the few moments she had been dreaming about the day her mother told her she was pregnant with Edith, her little sister. Suddenly the window of the car shattered as a hand brutally grasped at the nape of her neck. She shuttered in fear as he turned her head, to were she saw the face of the man that murdered her family… One: In the small town of Casper Wyoming, you would never think things like this would happen. Nevaeh, the woman who was now a widow, stood at the foot of her husbands casket. Two nights ago, no I believe it was only yesterday, Nevaeh had come home from work only to find Jai, her husband, sprawled out on the floor of the living room. The doctors found no puncture wounds or any type of poison essence, but Nevaeh knew Jai hadn’t passed because of natural causes. She knew that someone, someone that Jai never told her about, someone that doesn’t live in Casper had killed him. Even though Nevaeh wasn’t a detective, she knew when she was right. Her mother had told her long before she was married, If you never listen you’ll never learn anything, and she’d been listening alright. One of the things she’d paid very close attention to is that every night Jai got a phone call. He would answer them in the kitchen so she wouldn’t hear, but she still heard him say things like, I don’t have the money yet! I’ll get it as soon as I can! These types of things made her nervous. She knew Jai was hiding something he didn’t want her knowing. Because of this he had lied to her until his harasser became his murderer. If only he would have told her, she would have helped and he wouldn’t be laying in a casket. Nevaeh wiped the tears from her cheeks and stared at her dress, now soaked with tears, in the mirror of her parents apartment. After the funeral the police told her she wouldn’t be able to return home until they finished searching the scene for any clues that they could’ve missed. Her mother walked in the room. As Nevaeh looked at her mother all she saw was sorrow and weakness. Jezebel, the once beautiful young woman, was now old and weak from the long years of childbearing stress, work, and tears. She turned to look at her mother as a tear slowly rolled down the apple of her cheek. Jezebel embraced her daughter as she whispered, “As one door closes another opens. Jai may have passed darling, but God works in strange ways and this has to be for some reason that will turn into something good.” All she could do was look up at her mama’s face to tell that she was telling the truth. When Nevaeh lie in bed that night she thought about what had happened that day. Then she started to pray. “Dear Heavenly Father, I don’t know why you wished for this to happen, and I don’t understand what Jai or I did to deserve this, but please give me the strength to get through this. Amen.” She lay in her bed that night silently weeping sorrowful tears while thinking about her husband. At exactly 11:45pm she fell asleep, but at exactly 9:00pm he started watching… ALL RIGHTS RESERVED Answer: Personal Murder Personal Grudge Turbulence Tornado |
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Help with this story plz!? Question: I dont know what to do with this short story of mine next.. Its due today.. Please take the time to read it, I really would appreciate the help &I'll give 10points to the first answer that is helpful! Here it is: What a wonderful day, Hayley sarcastically said to herself. She didn't get half the paperwork done at the office that she wanted to, and now she was trying to get a cab in the pouring rain. But just then a kind young man offered her his taxi, “Thank you!” she tried to shout to him over the rain, but she didn't think he heard her. After struggling with her umbrella, Hayley plopped down into the back seat of the taxi and turned to the driver, “1028 Boxelder Street please.” Hold on, I still need to go to the grocery store. She pulled her planner out and scanned her grocery list hoping that it could all wait until tomorrow. Most of it could, she needed coffee creamer for the next morning though... I've changed my mind. Walgreen's on C.Y. Avenue.” “You got it” answered the driver. Hayley sighed. She couldn't wait to get home, well, to what was left of home. Ever since her brother died in a car crash two years ago, home just wasn't the same. It was just Casper, Wyoming now, not a home. Tears welled up just thinking about her brother again and she let her head drop in recollection of all the pain the memories brought back. Wait, something caught her eye. What was that under the seat? She wiped her tears away as she picked it up. It was an sealed envelope. “Here we are” the driver blurted out. Hayley stared down at the envelope and decided to take it with her. After paying the driver, she ran into the store. ~~~ It was only sprinkling by the time she left the store. The wonderful aroma of the recent rain filled the night sky. Hayley thought to herself, It's only about half a mile back home; it wouldn't hurt to walk. She grinned as she began the walk home. She took a left on 15th and a right onto Boxelder, but she couldn't stop thinking about the envelope. Hayley pulled it out and looked at it again. There was no return or sending address on it. No stamp either. She was beginning to doubt if it was right for her to take it or not. But it didn't matter now, she had already taken it. She put it back in her purse, she decided to open later. Hayley finally arrived at her house just as it was getting dark. She made a simple PB&J and went straight to bed. It had been a long day. ~~~ Hayley jumped out of bed at the dreadful sound of her alarm clock going off. After starting the coffee maker, Hayley got ready for work. She looked at the clock only to find out that it was already 7:46. She was going to be late for work again. She rushed out the door, ran up to Collins Street and called for a taxi. “2nd and Center please!” The taxi driver drove down Collins, but he missed his turn onto Poplar Street and he didn't take a left onto Center. Instead he turned right onto Wolcott and accelerated. This isn't right. Hayley spoke up, “I said 2nd and Center Street please.” The driver responded half harsh, half jesting, “Bad day to catch a cab. Now shut up.” Hayley was getting tense. She tried the door. It was locked. With horrid scenarios running through her head, Hayley began to observe her surroundings. They were driving past the Community College and it looked like he was headed towards the mountains. “Hey! Stop the car!” Hayley screamed. As the road narrowed, the driver accelerated again. They were quickly leaving population. Hayley tried to calm herself. She knew she had less than five minutes before they were at the base of the mountain. She frantically dumped her purse out on the seat next to her and searched for something, anything that could help her. In her rush to get to work, she had left her phone on the kitchen counter. Figures, the one time I need it the most. “What do want from me!?” Hayley's voice was more high-pitched than she wanted it to be. The driver carefully chose his words, he didn't want to reveal more information to her than necessary, “You have something of mine.” “Take anything! Just let me go when you have it.” “It's not that simple anymore,” mumbled the driver as they pulled into the driveway of a small abandoned log cabin. There was a young man standing in the driveway who was looking rather irritated. Hayley recognized him. He was the man that gave her his taxi the other night. By this time the driver had turned off the car and was engaging in conversation with the young man. Hayley could make out some of the conversation... “George! Why in the world did it take you so long!?” the young man could barely contain his anger. “Calm down, John. I couldn't pick her up until she left for work now could I?” “Well, does she have it with her?” “I haven't checked yet, but I don't think she's read it yet.” “And how could you possibly know that?” John couldn't help but be sarcastic.The sarcasm irritated George, but he Answer: I think its really good but I couldn't read it all because it was cut off at the bottom. You need to just read through it and sort out a few mistakes with speech marks because some of your speech marks arent where they need to be. but I'm sure that's just a human error. However, if this is for school I think you need to be a bit more descriptive and use more techniques that teachers like, to draw the reader in. I also think you need to maybe introduce the young man who gave her his taxi if he's an important character. Add a bit of dialogue in there such as: "Here, take my cab," said a young man politely. Or just something like that. I'm sure you can phrase it better. But other than that its pretty good. Hope I could help :) Good luck! |
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Help me with the end of this story plz!? Question: I dont know how to end/go on with this short story of mine.. Its due today.. Please take the time to read it, I really would appreciate the help &I'll give 10points! Here it is: "What a wonderful day...", Hayley sarcastically said to herself. She didn't get half of her paperwork done and now she was trying to get a cab in the pouring rain. As she was trying to hail a cab, a kind young man offered her his taxi. "Thank you so much!", she exclaimed. But, she didn't think he herd her over the sound of the rain thrashing the roof of the taxi. After struggling with her umbrella, Hayley plopped down into the back seat of the taxi and turned to the driver, “1028 Boxelder Street please.” Hold on, I still need to go to the grocery store. She pulled her planner out and scanned her grocery list hoping that it could all wait until tomorrow. Most of it could, she needed coffee creamer for the next morning though... I've changed my mind. Walgreen's on C.Y. Avenue.” “You got it” answered the driver. Hayley sighed. She couldn't wait to get home, well, to what was left of home. Ever since her brother died in a car crash two years ago, home just wasn't the same. It was just Casper, Wyoming now, not a home. Tears welled up just thinking about her brother again and she let her head drop in recollection of all the pain the memories brought back. Wait, something caught her eye. What was that under the seat? She wiped her tears away as she picked it up. It was an sealed envelope. “Here we are” the driver blurted out. Hayley stared down at the envelope and decided to take it with her. After paying the driver, she ran into the store. ~~~ It was only sprinkling by the time she left the store. The wonderful aroma of the recent rain filled the night sky. Hayley thought to herself, It's only about half a mile back home; it wouldn't hurt to walk. She grinned as she began the walk home. She took a left on 15th and a right onto Boxelder, but she couldn't stop thinking about the envelope. Hayley pulled it out and looked at it again. There was no return or sending address on it. No stamp either. She was beginning to doubt if it was right for her to take it or not. But it didn't matter now, she had already taken it. She put it back in her purse, she decided to open later. Hayley finally arrived at her house just as it was getting dark. She made a simple PB&J and went straight to bed. It had been a long day. ~~~ Hayley jumped out of bed at the dreadful sound of her alarm clock going off. After starting the coffee maker, Hayley got ready for work. She looked at the clock only to find out that it was already 7:46. She was going to be late for work again. She rushed out the door, ran up to Collins Street and called for a taxi. “2nd and Center please!” The taxi driver drove down Collins, but he missed his turn onto Poplar Street and he didn't take a left onto Center. Instead he turned right onto Wolcott and accelerated. This isn't right. Hayley spoke up, “I said 2nd and Center Street please.” The driver responded half harsh, half jesting, “Bad day to catch a cab. Now shut up.” Hayley was getting tense. She tried the door. It was locked. With horrid scenarios running through her head, Hayley began to observe her surroundings. They were driving past the Community College and it looked like he was headed towards the mountains. “Hey! Stop the car!” Hayley screamed. As the road narrowed, the driver accelerated again. They were quickly leaving population. Hayley tried to calm herself. She knew she had less than five minutes before they were at the base of the mountain. She frantically dumped her purse out on the seat next to her and searched for something, anything that could help her. In her rush to get to work, she had left her phone on the kitchen counter. Figures, the one time I need it the most. “What do want from me!?” Hayley's voice was more high-pitched than she wanted it to be. The driver carefully chose his words, he didn't want to reveal more information to her than necessary, “You have something of mine.” “Take anything! Just let me go when you have it.” “It's not that simple anymore,” mumbled the driver as they pulled into the driveway of a small abandoned log cabin. There was a young man standing in the driveway who was looking rather irritated. Hayley recognized him. He was the man that gave her his taxi the other night. By this time the driver had turned off the car and was engaging in conversation with the young man. Hayley could make out some of the conversation... “George! Why in the world did it take you so long!?” the young man could barely contain his anger. “Calm down, John. I couldn't pick her up until she left for work now could I?” “Well, does she have it with her?” “I haven't checked yet, but I don't think she's read it yet.” “And how could you possibly know that?” John couldn't help but be sarcastic. The sarcasm irr (continuing the story) The sarcasm irritated George, but he continued anyway, “Because she doesn't know who I am or why we kidnapped her.” Any suggestions on what I should fix or do next in the story?? I really would appreciate the help! I'm just completely stumped. :/ Answer: Hayley finally arrived at her house just as it was getting dark. She made a simple PB&J sandwitch, as she wiped her forehead. It certainly had been a long day. Clambering up the stairs, she practically collapsed on her bed due to fatigue. She needed a new life, this one was tiring her body out. ~~~ Hayley jumped out of bed at the dreadful sound of her alarm clock going off. After starting the coffee maker, Hayley got ready for work. She looked at the clock only to find out that it was already 7:46. She was going to be late for work again. She rushed out the door, ran up to Collins Street and called for a taxi. “2nd and Center please!” She shouted. The taxi driver drove down Collins, but he missed his turn onto Poplar Street and he didn't take a left onto Center. Instead he turned right onto Wolcott and accelerated. "This isn't right," Hayley spoke up, “I said 2nd and Center Street please.” The driver responded half harsh, half jesting, “Bad day to catch a cab. Now shut up.” Hayley was getting tense. She tried the door. It was locked. With horrid scenarios running through her head, Hayley began to observe her surroundings. They were driving past the Community College and it looked like he was headed towards the mountains. “Hey! Stop the car!” Hayley screamed. As the road narrowed, the driver accelerated again. They were quickly leaving population. Hayley tried to calm herself. She knew she had less than five minutes before they were at the base of the mountain. She frantically dumped her purse out on the seat next to her and searched for something, anything that could help her. In her rush to get to work, she had left her phone on the kitchen counter. Figures, the one time I need it the most. “What do want from me!?” Hayley's voice was more high-pitched than she wanted it to be. The driver carefully chose his words, he didn't want to reveal more information to her than necessary, “You have something of mine.” “Take anything! Just let me go when you have it.” “It's not that simple anymore,” mumbled the driver as they pulled into the driveway of a small abandoned log cabin. There was a young man standing in the driveway who was looking rather irritated. Hayley recognized him. He was the man that gave her his taxi the other night. By this time the driver had turned off the car and was engaging in conversation with the young man. Hayley could make out some of the conversation... “George! Why in the world did it take you so long!?” The young man could barely contain his anger, he never really had much of a patient streak. “Calm down, John. I couldn't pick her up until she left for work now could I?” “Well, does she have it with her?” “I haven't checked yet, but I don't think she's read it yet.” “And how could you possibly know that?” John couldn't help but be sarcastic. Haley felt herself tense- this couldn't end well. Why had she taken that stupid letter...? Why? "Listen," she began, as the two men looked at her, "i-if you're talking about that letter, it's at my house. I-I didn't mean to-" She was shut up when the younger of the two hit her across the head. "Shut the heck up, you whiny little girl." It was silent. "Now, we know where you live. So we have no need for you any longer." Getting out what looked to be a knife, Haley screamed bloody murder. The scene switched out to the outside, where all could be seen was the splatters of blood against the window, and a piercing scream that made birds scatter. Just like rain, blood falls... |
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Does the transmission in a 2005 crossfire look like oil? Question: I had my oil changed and check up by the Chrysler dealer (Colliseum Motors in Casper Wyoming) Cost $120 then went on vacation...when I got back there was a puddle under my car. I took it back and told them I thought it was oil ( looked and smelled like oil not the reddish color of transmission fluid) they check it out and told me it was a trans problem and it cost me another $360. The manager told me that the fluid in crossfire looks like oil....I think he's full of crap. Answer: The transmission in your vehicle is built by Mercedes Benz and takes special fluid. If it's a manual it uses MB236.2 5W20 Synthetic oil which looks like engine oil. If it's an automatic it can use either MB236.10 or MB236.12 which are synthetic transmission fluids and also look like engine oil. I suspect the Service Manager is being honest with you. Best of Luck! |
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Help with this story plz!? Question: I dont know what to do with this short story of mine next.. Its due today.. Please take the time to read it, I really would appreciate the help &I'll give 10points to the first answer that is helpful! Here it is: What a wonderful day, Hayley sarcastically said to herself. She didn't get half the paperwork done at the office that she wanted to, and now she was trying to get a cab in the pouring rain. But just then a kind young man offered her his taxi, “Thank you!” she tried to shout to him over the rain, but she didn't think he heard her. After struggling with her umbrella, Hayley plopped down into the back seat of the taxi and turned to the driver, “1028 Boxelder Street please.” Hold on, I still need to go to the grocery store. She pulled her planner out and scanned her grocery list hoping that it could all wait until tomorrow. Most of it could, she needed coffee creamer for the next morning though... I've changed my mind. Walgreen's on C.Y. Avenue.” “You got it” answered the driver. Hayley sighed. She couldn't wait to get home, well, to what was left of home. Ever since her brother died in a car crash two years ago, home just wasn't the same. It was just Casper, Wyoming now, not a home. Tears welled up just thinking about her brother again and she let her head drop in recollection of all the pain the memories brought back. Wait, something caught her eye. What was that under the seat? She wiped her tears away as she picked it up. It was an sealed envelope. “Here we are” the driver blurted out. Hayley stared down at the envelope and decided to take it with her. After paying the driver, she ran into the store. ~~~ It was only sprinkling by the time she left the store. The wonderful aroma of the recent rain filled the night sky. Hayley thought to herself, It's only about half a mile back home; it wouldn't hurt to walk. She grinned as she began the walk home. She took a left on 15th and a right onto Boxelder, but she couldn't stop thinking about the envelope. Hayley pulled it out and looked at it again. There was no return or sending address on it. No stamp either. She was beginning to doubt if it was right for her to take it or not. But it didn't matter now, she had already taken it. She put it back in her purse, she decided to open later. Hayley finally arrived at her house just as it was getting dark. She made a simple PB&J and went straight to bed. It had been a long day. ~~~ Hayley jumped out of bed at the dreadful sound of her alarm clock going off. After starting the coffee maker, Hayley got ready for work. She looked at the clock only to find out that it was already 7:46. She was going to be late for work again. She rushed out the door, ran up to Collins Street and called for a taxi. “2nd and Center please!” The taxi driver drove down Collins, but he missed his turn onto Poplar Street and he didn't take a left onto Center. Instead he turned right onto Wolcott and accelerated. This isn't right. Hayley spoke up, “I said 2nd and Center Street please.” The driver responded half harsh, half jesting, “Bad day to catch a cab. Now shut up.” Hayley was getting tense. She tried the door. It was locked. With horrid scenarios running through her head, Hayley began to observe her surroundings. They were driving past the Community College and it looked like he was headed towards the mountains. “Hey! Stop the car!” Hayley screamed. As the road narrowed, the driver accelerated again. They were quickly leaving population. Hayley tried to calm herself. She knew she had less than five minutes before they were at the base of the mountain. She frantically dumped her purse out on the seat next to her and searched for something, anything that could help her. In her rush to get to work, she had left her phone on the kitchen counter. Figures, the one time I need it the most. “What do want from me!?” Hayley's voice was more high-pitched than she wanted it to be. The driver carefully chose his words, he didn't want to reveal more information to her than necessary, “You have something of mine.” “Take anything! Just let me go when you have it.” “It's not that simple anymore,” mumbled the driver as they pulled into the driveway of a small abandoned log cabin. There was a young man standing in the driveway who was looking rather irritated. Hayley recognized him. He was the man that gave her his taxi the other night. By this time the driver had turned off the car and was engaging in conversation with the young man. Hayley could make out some of the conversation... “George! Why in the world did it take you so long!?” the young man could barely contain his anger. “Calm down, John. I couldn't pick her up until she left for work now could I?” “Well, does she have it with her?” “I haven't checked yet, but I don't think she's read it yet.” “And how could you possibly know that?” John couldn't help but be sarcastic.The sarcasm irritated George, but he Answer: Double check your grammar and punctuation. And maybe sentence structure. Heres a fix: "What a wonderful day...", Hayley sarcastically said to herself. She didn't get half of her paperwork done and now she was trying to get a cab in the pouring rain. As she was trying to hail a cab, a kind young man offered her his taxi. "Thank you so much!", she exclaimed. But, she didn't think he herd her over the sound of the rain thrashing the roof of the taxi.... |
