A die (plural dice, from Old French dé, from Latin datum "something which is given or played") is a small throwable object with multiple resting positions, used for generating random numbers. This makes dice suitable as gambling devices for games like craps, or for use in non-gambling tabletop games.
A traditional die is an often rounded cube, with each of its six faces showing a different number (pips) from 1–6. The design as a whole is aimed at the die providing a randomly determined integer from one to six, each of those values being equally likely. A variety of similar devices are also described as dice; such specialized dice may have polyhedral or irregular shapes and may have faces marked with symbols instead of numbers. They may be used to produce results other than one through six. Loaded and crooked dice are designed to favor some results over others for purposes of cheating or amusement.
Dice have been used throughout Asia since before recorded history; the oldest known dice were excavated as part of a 5000-year-old backgammon set at the Burnt City, an archeological site in south-eastern Iran. Other excavations from ancient tombs in the Indus Valley civilization indicate a South Asian origin. Dicing is mentioned as an Indian game in the Rigveda, Atharvaveda and Buddha games list; it also plays a critical role in the great Hindu epic Mahabharata, where Yudhisthira plays a game of dice against the Kauravas for the northern kingdom of Hastinapura, which becomes the trigger for a war. There are several biblical references to "casting lots", as in Psalm 22, indicating that dicing was commonplace in the region during King David's reign. Knucklebones was a skill game played by women and children; a derivative form had the four sides of the bone receive different values and count as modern dice. Gambling with two or three dice was a very popular form of amusement in Greece, especially with the upper classes, and an invariable accompaniment to symposia.
Finley Quaye (born 25 March 1974, Edinburgh, Scotland) is a Scottish musician. He won the 1997 Mobo Award for best reggae act, and the 1998 BRIT Award for Best British Male Solo Artist.
Quaye is the youngest son of jazz musician Cab Kaye, the half-brother of guitarist Caleb Quaye, and half-brother of jazz musician Terri Quaye.
Born in Edinburgh, Quaye went to school in London, Manchester and Edinburgh. However, he left school with no qualifications. Before making records he took employment spraying cars, smoking fish, making futons and as a stage-rigger and scaffolder.
His father was born in London, but considered himself as African. Although known as Cab Kaye, his full name was Nii Lante Augustus Kwamlah Quaye and he was a Chief of the GA tribe centralized in Jamestown, Accra. Kaye was the son of the pianist Caleb Jonas Quaye a.k.a. Mope Desmond, who was born in Accra, Ghana. Kaye did not grow up with his father and only found out, in his twenties, about his father's history as a musician. Mope Desmond, Cab Kaye and Finley Quaye have all played Glasgow's Barrowlands, Wolverhampton's Wulfrun Hall and London's Cafe d'Paris. Finley was on tour with his band when he met his father for the first time in Amsterdam.[citation needed]
Andrew Dice Clay (born Andrew Clay Silverstein; September 29, 1957) is an American comedian and actor who played the lead role in the film The Adventures of Ford Fairlane.
Clay has been in several movies and has released a number of stand-up albums. He is the only comedian in history to sell out Madison Square Garden two nights in a row, a feat he accomplished in 1990.
Clay was born in the Brownsville neighborhood of Brooklyn, New York, the son of Doris and Fred Silverstein, who worked in real estate sales. Clay is of Jewish heritage. Clay was doing impressions and entertaining his family in the living room by the time he was 5. He was a fairly proficient drummer at James Madison High School, and played bar mitzvahs and casual dates as "Clay Silvers."
In 1978, he auditioned at Pips, a local comedy club in Sheepshead Bay, Brooklyn, doing comedic impressions, then headlined there the following week as "Andrew Clay." His act at the time included an impression of John Travolta in Grease and Jerry Lewis as The Nutty Professor. Clay graduated to the major Manhattan comedy clubs, including Budd Friedman's The Improv, Catch a Rising Star and Dangerfield's. His move to Los Angeles came in 1980. He was "adopted" there by Mitzi Shore, owner of the famed Comedy Store. His work at the Store led to sitcom appearances on M*A*S*H and Diff'rent Strokes. He later landed roles in movies such as Making the Grade (1984) and Pretty in Pink (1986).
Plot
When Music Producer Sistine Angelo discovers that his estranged father, accomplished Jazz pianist, Winston Jones has died before they were able to reconcile. He begins to struggle with his inner turmoil, that is only heighten when given a box left behind by his Dad for him that contains items & information that could help resolve his battle. Amongst the items are two tickets to Europe purchased by his father who had planned on taking him there on 'Father's Day' hoping it would of been the perfect place & time for them to mend their issues. Winston's love of art, especially the works of MICHELANGELO whom he named his only son after plays a major part in unraveling this mystery. Alone in every aspect, yet his ex-wife still offers support but the selfishness his dad wanted him to out grow never materialized. A physical confrontation with his cousin over his father's death leads Sistine to board a flight to Paris & London in search of the answers he now believes can only come from visiting this foreign land. It is there in Paris and in the world famous Louvre museum that he finally understands on FATHER'S DAY - Sometimes the best gift, is often forgiveness.
Living for the moment, in a world that has no confident future; two cousins are embroiled in a drug dispute that takes a turn for the worse.
Plot
Jessica and her friends battle mutants, immortals and rock-n-roll demons in Twilightshow's fun and gritty tale, "The Devil's Playhouse." When Jessica, Dawn and Charlie come across a mysterious family flesh merchants, they are thrown into captivity and sent to a secret, black market. Two women will lose the fight to escape, but one will strike back as an avenging angel. She will have to become a super-heroine of the supernatural if she is to win back the souls of her friends and escape the cursed torture of "The Devil's Playhouse."
Plot
Explores the hilarious, the ridiculous, and the complicated dynamics of mother/daughter relationships. These three mother/daughter pairs offer a diverse glimpse into the needs, the denials, and the inescapable love that these women feel towards each other. Ultimately, it is a celebration of the inexplicable bond of mothers and daughters.
Keywords: dogme-95, first-nations, improvisation, independent-film, mockumentary, mother-daughter-relationship, pregnancy, romance-novelist, therapy, unplanned-pregnancy
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Three thugs decide to kidnap two rich girls to get rich. After kidnapping the girls, they flee to the woods to avoid detection and until the ransom is paid. The girls try to warn the men that there is something in the woods, but they don't listen. The force in the woods comes alive and one by one, they each fight for their lives.
Keywords: psycho-killer, psycho-thriller, slasher-killer
Plot
The story of a young boy (Izzy) and his family, living in New York. His father (Paul) has recently had a stroke, completely debilitating him mentally and physically. Izzy tries to escape the reality of it all by breaking into nearby homes. His mother (Sue) struggles to keep the family together, battling Izzy's outbursts and the strains of the entire situation.
Keywords: breaking-and-entering, independent-film, mother-son-relationship, new-york-city, robbery, theft, thief
Sue: What do I know?::Izzy: What do any of us know?::Sue: Exactly, honey. Exactly.
Plot
Lazy preppie Palmer Woodrow hires street-smart Eddie Keaton to go to school for him while he lives it up in Europe. Eddie falls in love with preppie gal Tracey, upsetting Biff, the Hoover Academy bully. When his bookie from the old neighborhood, Dice, comes to collect on Eddie's gambling debts and Palmer returns early from Europe, the the scheme slowly starts to unravel. Soon, Eddie can't even tell whose side he's really on.
Keywords: breakdance, craps, female-nudity, gambling, gambling-debt, golf, hazing, high-school, high-school-dance, high-school-graduation
Palmer Woodrow III earned his diploma the old-fashioned way. He hired Eddie Keaton to graduate for him.
If you can't make . . . fake it!
His major was attitude.
Mr. Townsend: As your father's personal assistant...::Palmer Woodrow: You're an ass-kissing joke!
Caddy: Ladies and gentlemen, it looks like, yes it is! It's slicing toward the elm trees!::Palmer Woodrow: Who are you, Curt fucking Gowdy?
Palmer Woodrow: What do you recommend?::Caddy: Lessons.::Palmer Woodrow: I meant what club, wise-ass?::Caddy: Aah, if I were you, I'd stick to kicking.::Palmer Woodrow: If you were me, you wouldn't be a caddy.
Plot
When her father is hanged for shooting his wife and her lover, half-breed Pearl Chavez goes to live with distant relatives in Texas. Welcomed by Laura Belle and her elder lawyer son Jesse, she meets with hostility from the ranch-owner himself, wheelchair-bound Senator Jackson McCanles, and with lustful interest from womanising, unruly younger son Lewt. Almost at once, already existing family tensions are exacerbated by her presence and the way she is physically drawn to Lewt.
Keywords: 1860s, 1880s, adultery, bar-shootout, barbecue, barbed-wire, bareback-riding, based-on-novel, biracial, blockbuster
Emotions . . . As Violent As The Wind-Swept Prairie !
FURIOUS, UNFORGETTABLE LOVE! (original print media ad - all caps)
The Sinkiller: Under that heathen blanket, there's a full-blossomed woman built by the devil to drive men crazy.
The Sinkiller: I don't really know much about Sam Pierce, oh Lord, but from what I hear, he'd be needing no introduction to you. Seeing how Sam was snatched from his loved ones' arms before they even had time to get a good grip on hm, I'm counting on you to give him a better break up yonder.
Lewt McCanles: You double-crossin' bobcat.
Pearl Chavez: Trash, trash, trash, trash, trash...
Pearl Chavez: Oh Vashti, why are you so slow?::Vashti: I don't rightly know, Miss Pearl, except I always have so much to remember.
Narrator: And this is what the legend says - a flower, known nowhere else, grows from out of the desperate crags where Pearl vanished. Pearl - who was herself a wild flower sprung from the hard clay, quick to blossom and early to die.
Sen. Jackson McCanles: I once fought for that flag; I'll not fire on it.
Sen. Jackson McCanles: So that's where you stand!::Jesse McCanles: I think I'd rather be on the side of the victims than of the murderers.
Lem Smoot: There's a funny glow in the sky tonight, ain't there? I remember once hearing one of them injun legends about how their ancestors lit bonfires in the sky when the chief's son was dying.
Lewt McCanles: I'm riding back to that hitching post and then turning and starting to shoot.::Jesse McCanles: It's more than you did for Sam Pierce! Why all the consideration?::Lewt McCanles: I just don't want them fancy friends of yours to say you had a brother who shot you down in cold blood.
I was crying over you
I am smiling I think of you
Where your gardens have no walls
Breathe in the air if you care, you compare, don't say farewell
Nothing can compare
To when you roll the dice and you swear your love's for me
Nothing can compare
To when you roll the dice and you swear your love's for me
I was crying over you
I am smiling I think of you
Misty morning and waterfalls
Breathe in the air if you care, you compare, don't say farewell
Nothing can compare
To when you roll the dice and you swear your love's for me
Nothing can compare
To when you roll the dice and you swear your love's for me
Nothing can compare
To when you roll the dice and you swear your love's for me
Virtuous sensibility
Escape velocity
Nothing can compare
To when you roll the dice and you swear your love's for me
Nothing can compare
To when you roll the dice and you swear your love's for me
Nothing can compare
To when you roll the dice and you swear your love's for me
Breathe in the air if you care, you compare, don't say farewell
I often wonder how exciting life would be
If only I would seize the opportunity
To break free of all conventions and comfort
But a worried face soon comes over me
But I am only once, not twice
At the mercy of dice
But I am only once, not twice
At the mercy of dice
We went to bed and turned the stereo on low
Heard the timber creek and windows rattled gently
Although we smiled, there were no words left to say
A soothing draft was all I had for company
But I am only once, not twice
At the mercy of dice
But I am only once, not twice
I was crying over you
I am smiling I think of you
Where your garden have no walls
Breathe in the air if you care, you compare, don't say farewell
Nothing can compare
To when you roll the dice and swear that your love's for me
Nothing can compare
To when you roll the dice and swear that your love's for me
I was crying over you
I am smiling I think of you
Misty morning and water falls
Breathe in the air if you care, you compare, don't say farewell
Nothing can compare
To when you roll the dice and swear your love's for me
Nothing can compare
To when you roll the dice and swear your love's for me
Nothing can compare
To when you roll the dice and swear your love's for me
Virtuous sensibility
Escape velocity
Nothing can compare
To when you roll the dice and swear your love's for me
Nothing can compare
To when you roll the dice and swear your love's for me
Nothing can compare
To when you roll the dice and swear your love's for me
Breathe in the air if you care, you compare, don't say farewell
Nothing
Feel my pain
Locked down, shackled in chains
Guns aimed at your Maggot Brain
Ready for war, Poetry's Erotic
Dice, Psycho Psychotic
Fuck a Bruce Wayne, nigga, I'm the Reel Life Product!
Wake the Dead, my vocal tone's full of power
Creepin' on the East Side in the midnight hour
Pissin' on your Dead Flowerz
Hell if I wasn't
You caught a Slug From A 45 all of a sudden
Using my name in vain
Funny how people change
Let it rain, insane, egos to faze
Mental Stress, fuck a bulletproof vest
I'm the uncontested King of the Midwest
No lies I tell
E's scared of my Mail
So now you dealin' with these Evil Angels Running
Through Hell
E.A.R.T.H., the ressurection of Dice, the rebirth
From the home of the brave, dancing on graves
Plus, I blaze in mysterious ways
Busting A.K.s for 365 days
Unholy, your Mama Was A Junkie,
She owe me 10 G's, snorting up a half a key
Blast for me, you stole from Apartment 3
So feel my Trilogy of Terror,
The Hardcore Era Threat,
A ghetto vet, you say you hiding on my set
But I ain't met a motherfucker that can do that yet!
Kill or be killed, nigga
You ain't real, nigga
Feel my steel, nigga
Kkkill The Fetus
My Understanding Is Zero
Fuck that Unholy Negro!
Dice Pacino, father of Manny and Carlito
Roll with Nino
Stickin' niggas up at the Casino!
Bustin' shots at bitch niggas we know!
I'm Wicket World Wide
A true hog, a Reservoir Dog
Fans be searchin for a nigga deep in the smog
I ain't the Son of Sam
I'm the son of a murderous man
With murderous plans who took all of your fans
Jealousy expands, you stole styles from me and my mans
Without me writing your rhymes, niggas wouldn't give
you a chance!
Kkkill the Fetus, pull heaters on Lucifer's leaders
Who don't believe in God or Jesus
Dice, deadlier than 6 hundred and 66 common diseases
Symptoms of Insanity,
When you stare in the mirror, you see reflections of
me, the D-I
Stay high, in my neighborhood, up to no good
FUCK NATAS, 'cause nigga, I'm the Mastamind
I'm in yo hood, motherfucker, I ain't hard to find
I got to treat ya like a prostitue
Keep the loot 'cause I'ma hit you with a fat lawsuit
[Dice: talking like Scarface]
You know what I'm saying Manny
Were going to do this, Manny
We got all type of money around here
I'm not going to lie to you Manny
This is what it's all about Manny
The girl right there
This girl is what it's all about Manny
Follow me Manny
Get the money Manny
[Verse 1:]
I've been around the world and back
So many times I've lost track
Loved by the drug lords in Africa and Iraq
Born and raised in Colombia
I traveled the seas
Most wanted by these Cuban's, cause I'm making them G's
Created by leaves
Guys with ghats protect me from thieves
See they put me to the test, cut me up with some mess
I was too powerful, but now I'm straight for the U.S
The Don Madelyn was a warrior
He shipped me on a boat to Florida
There I was met by some chick named Gloria
Who afforded me, took me to some cats that rewarded me
With the razor, they chopped me up and then they snorted me
Then they shipped me off to Atlanta
On an airplane with Manny and Tony Montana
Overheard them say some rich folks are lovin it
But they don't know I'm controlled by the government
I travel in a suitcase, and keep cool as a fridge
I've been through the white house
Plus across the Brooklyn bridge
[Chorus:]
I've traveled the world and the seven seas
Cocaine business controls America!
Cocaine business controls America!
Cocaine business controls America!
Cocaine business controls!
[Verse 2:]
I'm in 52 states at the same time, I warned ya
Arrived in California, at 6:15
By 8:15 I was into people's blood stream
They kept knocking at the door exchanging me for cream
These people chopped me
In Detroit they cooked me up and rocked me
I'm at a party getting smoked
By some Russians that play hockey
I destroyed the life of Roy Tarpley
So no more NBA, I almost had Cool J
And further more I was put here to destroy the poor
I even have them strung out, and start an all out war
See jealous niggas bring the ruckus
They snitch and give cops tips
The bustas, they found the cake of me
In the spare tire of a g-rides Cutlass
And now he up state, I roll with these thug niggas
Cause thug niggas push weight, and that's great
If you run out, re-up and you straight
A Chaldean found dead in his black mark 8
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
The world is mine, no competition
Been through the nose of these rich white folks
Lawyers and politicians, I'm hazardous to your condition
I got prostitutes turning tricks for me, in all positions
I made all you niggas famous, give me my props
Smoke is in and out of pawnshops
But in my game you locked up, or put in a pine box
I'm far from racist, been in plenty car chases
Don't have to call, so these drug dealers won't catch cases
I'm the boss, they should crown me the king of weight loss
My alias is white horse, bust it
They put me in a crack pipe and stuff it
CP brown, I mess around
And have more base hits then Kirby Puckett
I have the whole world in rehab
From Black, White, to Arab
I'll have your body so numb
You couldn't feel a Holyfield jab
Careless whispers, I'm ill as hurricane or twisters
Ask Richard Pryor, or the Pointer Sisters
Feel my pain
Locked down, shackled in chains
Guns aimed at your Maggot Brain
Ready for war, Poetry's Erotic
Dice, Psycho Psychotic
Fuck a Bruce Wayne, nigga, I'm the Reel Life Product!
Wake the Dead, my vocal tone's full of power
Creepin' on the East Side in the midnight hour
Pissin' on your Dead Flowerz
Hell if I wasn't
You caught a Slug From A 45 all of a sudden
Using my name in vain
Funny how people change
Let it rain, insane, egos to faze
Mental Stress, fuck a bulletproof vest
I'm the uncontested King of the Midwest
No lies I tell
E's scared of my Mail
So now you dealin' with these Evil Angels Running
Through Hell
E.A.R.T.H., the ressurection of Dice, the rebirth
From the home of the brave, dancing on graves
Plus, I blaze in mysterious ways
Busting A.K.s for 365 days
Unholy, your Mama Was A Junkie,
She owe me 10 G's, snorting up a half a key
Blast for me, you stole from Apartment 3
So feel my Trilogy of Terror,
The Hardcore Era Threat,
A ghetto vet, you say you hiding on my set
But I ain't met a motherfucker that can do that yet!
Kill or be killed, nigga
You ain't real, nigga
Feel my steel, nigga
Kkkill The Fetus
My Understanding Is Zero
Fuck that Unholy Negro!
Dice Pacino, father of Manny and Carlito
Roll with Nino
Stickin' niggas up at the Casino!
Bustin' shots at bitch niggas we know!
I'm Wicket World Wide
A true hog, a Reservoir Dog
Fans be searchin for a nigga deep in the smog
I ain't the Son of Sam
I'm the son of a murderous man
With murderous plans who took all of your fans
Jealousy expands, you stole styles from me and my mans
Without me writing your rhymes, niggas wouldn't give
you a chance!
Kkkill the Fetus, pull heaters on Lucifer's leaders
Who don't believe in God or Jesus
Dice, deadlier than 6 hundred and 66 common diseases
Symptoms of Insanity,
When you stare in the mirror, you see reflections of
me, the D-I
Stay high, in my neighborhood, up to no good
FUCK NATAS, 'cause nigga, I'm the Mastamind
I'm in yo hood, motherfucker, I ain't hard to find
I got to treat ya like a prostitue
Keep the loot 'cause I'ma hit you with a fat lawsuit
Motherfucker!