Daily Entries for the week of
Sunday, December 15
through
Saturday, December 21
Computer users:
For the “Hello, my friends” video series, use this:
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLOCcrbbzsbguN0k4zs-OEyurcVd-kl56b
For the podcast series of Conflicted, use this:
https://soundcloud.com/user-449713331
Smartphone users:
The QR Codes immediately below are activated.
The text links are not activated.
It’s Saturday, December 21, 2019
Welcome to the 624th consecutive post to the blog,
existentialautotrip.com
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1.0 Lead Picture
‘Awake’ title card
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2.0 Commentary
All of our lives together, from three-years-old through today, Kat and I have made a trip to the Burlington Mall de rigueur as a component of our Christmas celebration.
Today’s theme was yoga.
An upgrade and resupply of materials from underwear to jerseys to a mat to incense as befitting a yoga instructor with two certifications.
Her college has increased her rate of pay as well as adding a second class for her to put through exerting yoga routines.
A far cry from the frilly outfits and dolls and Santa photos that held her interest when she was three.
Saturday we celebrate in the afternoon with young friends and in the evening with cousin Lauren and family at Top of the Hub
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4.0 Chuckles
“Political correctness is America's newest form of intolerance, and it is especially pernicious because it comes disguised as tolerance. It presents itself as fairness, yet attempts to restrict and control people's language with strict codes and rigid rules. I'm not sure that's the way to fight discrimination. I'm not sure silencing people or forcing them to alter their speech is the best method for solving problems that go much deeper than speech.”
George Carlin
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12.0 Thumbnails
Awake is an American police procedural fantasy drama television series that originally aired on NBC for one season from March 1 to May 24, 2012. The pilot episode had an early release on Hulu on February 16, 2012, two weeks before the series' premiere on television. Kyle Killen, the series' creator, was primarily responsible for the program's concept. Killen and David Slade served as executive producers of the pilot episode, and Killen continued producing the series along with Jeffrey Reiner and Howard Gordon.
The show's central character is Michael Britten (Jason Isaacs), a detective who works for the Los Angeles Police Department. In the first episode, Michael, his wife Hannah (Laura Allen), and their son Rex (Dylan Minnette) get into a serious car accident. After the accident, he finds himself switching between two "realities" whenever he goes to bed—one in which Hannah was killed in the accident and one in which Rex died instead—and is unable to determine which reality is true. He uses details from each reality to solve cases in the other.
Awake garnered critical praise, particularly for Isaacs' performance. However, its ratings were low, averaging 4.8 million viewers per episode and sitting in 125th place in viewership for the 2011–12 season. The series was canceled after one season.
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It’s Friday, December 20, 2019
Welcome to the 623rd consecutive post to the blog,
existentialautotrip.com
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1.0 Lead Picture
The new look of our contents link:
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So much excitement.
So many visits.
So many shared meals.
Christmas music.
Gifts.
Acts of kindness, love, forgiveness.
One of the great Capossela Christmas traditions began with someone proposing a date for our annual full-family Christmas get together, to be met with “I’m not going if she’s going. I’m never going to be in the same room with her again. After what she did to me? And…”
No matter who was feuding with whom, when the Christmas season arrived each of the four of us acted as go-betweens, patching up quarrels between the others.
But it is a time for joy.
And busy, because Christmas is a full-time job that we take on additional to our already overworked and overwrought and overspent lives.
Here, at the Blog, existentialautotrip.com, we are overjoyed with the addition of the QR Codes.
Continued at 5.0 Blog News, just below.
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4.0 Chuckle
I always wondered why somebody doesn't do something about that. Then I realized I was somebody.
Lily Tomlin
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5.0 Blog News
So our work on the blog conitues.
On the table is the configuration of the links to all of our content, by any device.
Where we stand.
The link provided at the top of every daily post, QR Code Links works for all users.
Click it on and working links appear to our blog, podcasts, and videos, links for both smartphones and laptops.
The Lead Picture today posts a picture of what comes up.
Which brings up the question: Why not call the picture up in the first place, without the intervening link.
And that’s the issue we are now working on to resolve.
The QR Codes in the Lead Picture are activated and are working.
But the hyperlinks for computer users are not.
Oh well.
So lucky to have strong professional tech support at hand.
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10.0 Poetry
Keeping this for myself
by Kali Lamporelli
The sun paints the sky awake
I watch the snow ice the trees and roads.
I draw your name into the earth;
The wind carries you upward.
My dog grumbles at what his joints tell
him the day will become.
Tears freeze on my face as I remember
all the therapists I sat across while I tried
to grow up.
Where have you been? They’ll ask
(my eyes are dimly lit)
What took you so long to arrive?
(I’m on time; I promise)
A phone rings. My mother will say,
I give you a lot of credit for working so hard.
(my ancestors are at peace now)
I look at the moon setting in the Western sky
It is magic; it’s for keeps.
It’s Thursday, December 19, 2019
Welcome to the 622nd consecutive post to the blog,
existentialautotrip.com
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1.0 Lead Picture
This picture shows Fiske in 1896 in the leading role of Love Finds the Way, which opened on Broadway on April 11, 1898.
Photograph credit: Zaida Ben-Yusuf; restored by Adam Cuerden
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2.0 Commentary
Revolving doors.
We each have our own interpretation,
But we each have an example.
Here’s mine.
It’s Tuesday.
It’s not really Tuesday, now, more likely Thursday, when this is dated.
But on Tuesday past, my dear cousin Lauren completed her studies to attain a BS in Biology.
She finished with a 4.0 average.
She worked prodigiously to achieve those grades and the honors that will follow.
She also completed her residence at chez moi, a residency pinned to her scholastic pursuits.
What a great year we had together.
Now she must turn her attention to a job search.
Early indications are that she will be successful.
So, at 10.00am, we hugged and said ‘Goodbye’ and she left.
Before either of us cried.
Later that day, stormy, if you recall, my daughter Kat, a month off from school, her flight thirty-minutes delayed, landed at Logan and then Ubered into our apartment to reclaim the room that her usurper 2nd cousin had occupied while she was away at school.
But at some point, December 27 to January 7, she will visit Israel and Palestine to further course studies.
Her room will remain empty.
But on January 18, 2020, she will return to school, likely for another summer in New York City, and then return to school, all of which means that, effectively, like Lauren, she, too, will be gone.
Forever?
Maybe.
Do I hear a Whoosh!?
Are the revolving doors on the move?
Life is full of change and opportunities.
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4.0 Chuckles
As long as the world is turning and spinning, we’re gonna be dizzy and we’re gonna make mistakes.”
~Mel Brooks
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12.0 Thumbnails
Minnie Maddern Fiske (December 19, 1865 – February 15, 1932) was an American actress, producer, director and playwright.
She started her acting career at the age of three, was taking on leading roles at sixteen, and was widely considered the most important actress on the American stage in the first quarter of the 20th century.
She married the journalist and newspaper owner Harrison Grey Fiske in March 1890, and he directed almost all her plays thereafter.
In Love Finds the Way, the lead picture, she played an unhappy young woman, alienated from her family, who sought romance.
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It’s Wednesday, December 18, 2019
Welcome to the 621st consecutive post to the blog,
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2.0 Commentary
So after eating your roast you find yourself with leftovers that will never be as fine as the first go-round.
How to liven them up for a second meal as terrific as the first?
The core of any solution is to provide a new dominant taste experience.
Here is an absurdly simple one, assembling the most simple of salads on the dinner plate and setting the meat on top.
Follow me.
Cut the roast into convenient boneless pieces, brushing the roast gravy onto the pieces; only onto the pieces, without any extra on the plate.
Salt and pepper the meat.
Warm the meat in a skillet.
Prepare the dinner plates with a generous layer of water cress (or another bitter lettuce like radicchio.)
Thinly slice some red onion and sprinkle the pieces over the lettuce.
Salt and grind black pepper over the lettuce bed and then sprinkle your vinegar of choice over it.
Scoop the warmed meat over the simple salad and serve.
I made this on Monday with leftover chicken.
Water cress wasn’t available so I got radicchio.
I have 25-year-old balsamic vinegar and used that.
The plate was so much fun that eating it felt nothing like leftovers.
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4.0 Chuckles
“Life is a blank canvas, and you need to throw all the paint on it you can.”
~ Danny Kaye
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12.0 Thumbnails
The Simpsons is known for its wide ensemble of main and supporting characters.
The main characters are the Simpson family, who live in a fictional "Middle America" town of Springfield.
Homer, the father, works as a safety inspector at the Springfield Nuclear Power Plant, a position at odds with his careless, buffoonish personality.
He is married to Marge Bouvier, a stereotypical American housewife and mother.
They have three children: Bart, a ten-year-old troublemaker and prankster; Lisa, a precocious eight-year-old activist; and Maggie, the baby of the family who rarely speaks, but communicates by sucking on a pacifier.
Although the family is dysfunctional, many episodes examine their relationships and bonds with each other and they are often shown to care about one another.
Homer's dad Grampa Simpson lives in the Springfield Retirement Home after Homer forced his dad to sell his house so that his family could buy theirs. Grampa Simpson has had starring roles in several episodes.
The family also owns a dog, Santa's Little Helper, and a cat, Snowball V, renamed Snowball II in "I, (Annoyed Grunt)-Bot".
Both pets have had starring roles in several episodes.
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It’s Tuesday, December 17, 2019
Welcome to the 620th consecutive post to the blog,
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1. Lead Picture
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2. Commentary:
I love the creativity that cooking permits.
Having conquered the obstacles to a perfect chicken through the pioneering, at least in m=y circles, of the slow-roast method I thought of a way that bring to the fore the richness inherent in drier birds, notably pheasant.
And finishing the bird in a braise worked perfectly.
While a good quality chicken doesn’t need the moisture of the braise, I thought it might be handy as an alternative preparation, to block boredom.
I carefully recorded the measurements and present them here.
Note that
I’ve added this recipe to the Recipe Blog found in our blog’s index.
Any ideas for a catchier nomenclature are welcome.
Braise of Slow-Roasted Chicken
A whole 4-pound chicken serves four
Make a mixture of:
3 TB garlic olive oil and
¼ t of each of these powders:
bay leaves, celery, dill, garlic, onion, paprika, and
½ t each of
fresh black pepper, salt, and tarragon leaves
Paint the bird with the mixture.
Slow roast for 1 hour per pound.
Remove it and allow it to cool
Make braise while chicken is roasting.
in a large frying pan, make a sauce
Cook 1 1/2t flour in 3TB butter for 4 minutes, then add
3 TB Port
3 TB dry white wine
3 TB chicken stock, our own
s/freshly ground black pepper
Bring to a simmer
When the bird is no longer hot enough to burn, cut it into serving pieces, catching all juices in the frying pan.
Cover and simmer for 10 minutes.
Cook an additional 5 minutes, uncovered if you want the sauce to thicken. covered if thick enough.
Serve over rice.
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3. Chuckle
“Accept who you are.
Unless you are a serial killer.”
~ Ellen DeGeneres
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It’s Monday, December 16, 2019
Welcome to the 6190th consecutive post to the blog,
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1.0 Lead Picture
Victoria makes great coffee.
2. Commentary:
Sometimes the routine turns nice moments ordinary.
Here we take a moment to step back to appreciate the wonderful work artisans create on a daily basis, even if their creations are as ephemeral as dissipating foam.
Victoria’s coffee at the Blue Bottle in the Prudential Center is always terrific.
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3. Chuckle
“Normal is nothing more than a cycle on a washing machine.”
~ Whoopi Goldberg
“I believe in America.” Those are the first words spoken in The Godfather. We hear them before we even see the face of the character speaking them, the undertaker Amerigo Bonasera. Bonasera came to America from Italy, and he found a place in this land by doing everything he thought he was supposed to do and keeping away from unsavory people. But then Bonasera learned, painfully, all the reasons why he should not believe in America—his daughter was assaulted here, and the country’s justice system was set up to protect the boys who assaulted her.
Bonasera tries to maintain his position as an upright member of the American community; he doesn’t even drink the whiskey that the criminals put in front of him. But an upright citizen is not what Bonasera wants to be. He wants revenge. He wants blood. And so, he comes to seek it from the mobster that he’s been avoiding, the one he’d always thought he should stay away from because he “didn’t want to get into trouble.” Don Vito Corleone understands. “You found paradise in America,” he says. And then Corleone orders violence done.
The story of Amerigo Bonasera barely has any effect on the greater narrative of The Godfather, the biggest movie blockbuster of 1972 and, for a few years, the highest-grossing film of all time. In that opening scene, Don Vito ominously foretells a time when Bonasera will have to do him a favor. When that moment arrives—the only other time Bonasera shows up in the film—all he must do is his job. He’s not roped into a criminal conspiracy; he merely must make the body of the Don’s dead son Sonny into something presentable.
And yet with that masterful slow zoom, the uninterrupted shot of a man talking as the camera slowly pulls out from his face, director Francis Ford Coppola introduces his themes and brings us into the world of the film. He’s showing us America as a rotten place, and he’s showing us vulnerable people who need to do rotten things to survive in it. It’s a bleak image, and yet it’s endlessly compelling. Coppola wanted The Godfather to be an indictment of American capitalism, of the way it turns human interactions into cold-blooded calculations. But funny things happen when movies enter the larger culture and become part of mass consciousness. Authorial intent never ends up mattering.
But those ideas are there in the movie, if you’re looking for them. In that opening scene, Vito Corleone’s face emerges slowly from the darkness, a manifestation of evil. The Corleones are a family, and yet they end up killing each other, or causing each other’s deaths, in the name of business. There’s corruption and depravity everywhere in the film—the square-jawed cop in the mob’s pocket, the predatory film executive, the abusive husband, the turncoat mob soldiers. Greed and lust for power turn all the characters into monsters. At the meeting of the Five Families, Barzini cracks a joke about how “we are not Communists,” and everyone laughs.
Michael Corleone’s transformation is the real story of the movie. He starts out vaguely amused, but also repulsed, by his background. Soon enough, though, he’s lecturing Kay, his future wife, about how naive she is to think that “senators and presidents don’t have men killed.” Throughout, Michael is so competent and cool and steely—so easy to root for—that we almost miss the moment when he becomes something truly demonic. By the time of the stunning baptism/murder montage, a scene that’s tonally closer to The Exorcist or The Omen than it is to any other gangster film, Michael is a satanic force. In effect, the movie tells in three hours the same kind of corrupting-the-innocent story as Breaking Bad did over its five season run.
And yet almost nobody thinks of The Godfather as a denouncement of the mafia, mostly because it’s too good for that. In its grand, operatic sweep, The Godfather also presents its characters as eternal human archetypes in a mythic American saga. Actual mobsters loved the movie, and a conservative viewer could take ideas from the film—the importance of family and tradition, for instance, or the admirable success of master businessmen—and draw entirely different conclusions. In the book Easy Riders, Raging Bulls, Robert Towne, Coppola’s buddy who did some uncredited script work on The Godfather, calls the picture “kind of reactionary… a perverse expression of a desirable and lost cultural tradition.”
The whole arc of Fredo Corleone, the ineffectual middle brother, has become a sort of cultural shorthand; if you’re the Fredo in a family, you’re the useless one, the one who screws things up for everyone else. But Fredo isn’t the evilest Corleone; he’s just the least competent one. It’s pretty telling that we’ve all agreed the worst Godfather character is the one who’s just not that good at committing crimes.
But that’s how cultural myth-making works. Images go out into the world and take on lives of their own, and there’s no better example of cultural mythmaking in American cinema than The Godfather. Every moment in the film feels iconic. Consider the brief story of Luca Brasi, the hulking Corleone hit man played by the former pro wrestler and mob enforcer Lenny Montana. Luca Brasi only actually does two things in The Godfather: He nervously gives Vito Corleone an awkward speech, and he gets killed. That’s it. But because of the chilly and reverent way the other characters talk about Luca Brasi—almost always his full name, like it would be disrespectful to shorten it—Luca Brasi became a touchstone reference anyway. The rap artist Kevin Gates named a whole mixtape series after him, an honor that has not been extended (at least to my knowledge) to any other dead two-scene bit-part movie characters.
There are so many brilliant touches within The Godfather. There’s the casting: Marlon Brando, the king of method acting, plays a figure that commands the same type of reverence that the film’s younger actors would naturally pay to Brando himself. The opening wedding scene allows anyone watching to see the way the family members interact and understand how the film’s world works in the process. The scenes in Sicily seem to take place in another century where people follow conventions that are almost feudal and where the young men are “all dead from vendettas.”
It’s such a confident, beautifully told story that it’s hard to believe how many times it almost went wrong. Robert Evans, the young head of Paramount, had to fight his corporate bosses for The Godfather to be made, even though it was based on a runaway bestseller that the studio had bought the rights for cheap when it was still a manuscript. A few years earlier, Paramount had flopped with the Kirk Douglas mob movie The Brotherhood, so execs were skittish. But Evans knew that The Godfather could be something special.
In his memoir, The Kid Stays In The Picture, Evans says that he went back and looked at a ton of old gangster movies that hadn’t worked, realizing they’d been made by Jewish directors and stars. Evans, who is Jewish himself, decided that he wanted an Italian-American director, one whose touch could make audiences “smell the spaghetti.” (Evans really writes like that.) But Paramount still offered The Godfather to a dozen directors before settling on Coppola, whose previous works hadn’t exactly inspired a lot of confidence. For his part, Coppola didn’t love the idea of directing the movie. He thought the novel was trashy, and he had his own visions that he wanted to realize. But his budding production house American Zoetrope owed hundreds of thousands to Warner Bros., and his friend George Lucas convinced him that he needed to do it.
Initially, Warner Bros. had envisioned The Godfather as a low-budget movie. They wanted to move it to a contemporary setting, adding references to hippie culture; Coppola had to fight them on that. He also spent months trying to get Marlon Brando and Al Pacino cast in the film. Brando was a legend, but he was viewed as a difficult weirdo who hadn’t made a good movie in years. Pacino, meanwhile, was a no-name who Evans thought was too short. (Evans reportedly called Pacino “that little dwarf.”) In Easy Riders, Raging Bulls, Coppola says, “If I hadn’t’ve fought, I would have made a movie with Ernest Borgnine and Ryan O’Neal set in the ’70s.”
By pretty much every account, the production of The Godfather was an absolute nightmare. Coppola feuded bitterly with Evans and with cinematographer Gordon Willis. As a result, Coppola was reportedly almost fired multiple times; Evans apparently had Elia Kazan lined up and ready to take over. Only Brando’s loyalty, the book’s enduring popularity, and the Oscar that Coppola won for writing Patton saved him. In The Kid Stays In The Picture, Robert Evans insists that Coppola handed in a beautifully shot but cold and empty movie, and that he had to spend months in the editing room to fix it by making it longer and more atmospheric. Coppola and Evans feuded over credit for the movie for years, even when they worked together again on the 1984 flop The Cotton Club.
And yet you can’t see any of that discord on the screen, so maybe that’s just the movie business acting the way the movie business is supposed to act. And none of that rancor hurt the movie financially: When it came to theaters, The Godfather outperformed everyone’s expectations to a massive degree. Studio executive Frank Yablans booked the film into multiple theaters per town, breaking with Hollywood convention and allowing more people to see it than would’ve otherwise been possible. (In the coming blockbuster era, Yablans’ strategy would become common practice.) Coppola, who’d taken a small fee to direct the film, had a share in the profits, and he got rich.
The Godfather touched a cultural nerve in ways that few films before it had, and a lot of that comes down simply to how good it is. It really is a miracle of moviemaking, and it remains almost compulsively re-watchable today. But The Godfather also spoke to its cultural moment. As a period piece, it was a sort of tour through recent American history. (The Godfather’s story starts in 1945, but that’s only 27 years before it came out. A story set in 1992 might not seem so exotic to us now.) And it spoke to a growing cynicism, a sense that the American dream that the public had been sold was not all it was cracked up to be.
Shortly before his death, Don Vito Corleone looks at the life he’s built for himself and his family. One of his sons has been horribly murdered. Another is pampered and useless. Another has been forced to take up the violent life that he was supposed to transcend. “I refused to be a fool, dancing on the string held by all those big shots,” the Don says. But in that refusal, he’s simply become a big shot himself. That’s an American tragedy.
Tucker J
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It’s Sunday, December 15, 2019
Welcome to the 618th consecutive post to the blog,
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1.0 Lead Picture
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2. Commentary:
I’ve always maintained that tenacity is more important than brains.
I offer myself as a case in point.
Because I am tenacious.
620 consecutive postings testimony to that.
Brains?
Well, perhaps the cost of tenacity.
in any case, talking to a technician about hyperlinks led him to suggest I consider QR Codes to make our content easily accessible to smartphone users.
What is a QR Code I asked.
Wiki answers this:
QR code (abbreviated from Quick Response code) is the trademark for a type of matrix barcode (or two-dimensional barcode) first designed in 1994 for the automotive industry in Japan.
A barcode is a machine-readable optical label that contains information about the item to which it is attached. In practice,
QR codes often contain data for a locator, identifier, or tracker that points to a website or application.
A QR code uses four standardized encoding modes (numeric, alphanumeric, byte/binary, and kanji) to store data efficiently; extensions may also be used.
Likely more information than we need.
However, from our very first post which garnered only myself and my techie as viewers, until now, when hundreds of viewers per week are reading our content, we’ve been striving to improve content and expand viewership.
With the introduction of QR Codes for our Podcast and Video playlists, we take another step towards expanding our audience.
Being new to the concept and the images being new to the blog, we can expect some tweaking as we hear from followers and do more thinking on the matter.
We are very happy to be in the arena.
And not at all afraid of stumbling while we learn.
You, our viewers and readers and followers have seen plenty of falls.
But be assured we will continue to pick ourselves up and get back in the race.
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3.0 Table of Contents and Contact Information
Today’s entries in bold.
For entries posted earlier this week, keep scrolling.
1.0 Lead Picture with single line comment
2.0 Commentary
3.0 Table of Contents and Contact Information
4.0 Chuckles
5.0 Mail
6.0 Dinner/Food
7.0 Podcast
8.0 Video
9.0 Poetry
10.0 Movie Reviews
11.0 Thumbnails
12.0 Recipes
13.0 Tweets
20.0 Acknowledgements
21.0 Good Morning
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4.0 Chuckles
”Consider the postage stamp: its usefulness consists in the ability to stick to one thing ’til it gets there.”
~ Josh Billings
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5. We love getting mail.
Contact me at domcapossela@hotmail.com
This from Kali L:
My dying friend
The snow covers the grassy hillsides.
The trees are barren and that’s what
cancer has done to your body; wasted it down.
At lunch today, I wanted to ask you
how you face down cancer and what you do
with time as it runs low. I stopped myself.
Cancer has a weird smell. It’s cold and I think
it tastes like metal. At least, that’s how the fear
tastes against my teeth.
My love is out there shopping for engagement rings
with his Mother. You hand me a gift and say,
slow down and taste your life. For you, I say,
I will. The glasses clink on my seat. I once stood
in your office and said I gift engaged couples glasses
and tell them: celebrate the ordinary every day miracles.
Time is running out.
the forecast says
just like the snow you’ll be gone by my wedding.
Web Meister responds: Two opposing impact ideas woven artistically. Lovely and congratulations.
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7. “Conflicted” podcast
Conflicted, by Dom Capossela, is a spiritual/fantasy story about a sixteen-year-old mystic-warrior conflicted internally by her self-imposed alienation from God, her spiritual wellspring, and, externally, by the forces of darkness seeking her death or ruination.
In Chapter Ten Dee revealed that all the girlfriends would move to Boston and share an apartment and enroll in a competitive high school program.
Today, in Chapter Eleven, the girls commit a felony.
Here’s the link for laptops and other computers
https://soundcloud.com/user-449713331
For smart phone users, here is the QR Code:
(Just take a picture and phone will direct you to site.)
The podcasts are also available on Sound Cloud, iTunes, Stitcher, Pinterest, Pocket Cast, and Facebook.
Search: dom capossela or conflicted or both
Dom’s website: existentialautotrip.com
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20. Acknowledgements
Thanks to Josh Billings for his humor.
Thanks to Kali L for her contribution.
Thanks to Kalaeb for his QR Code suggestion and help with it.
Thanks in general to the Microsoft team at the Prudential Center for their unflagging availability to help with a constant flow of technological problems.
Always thanks to Wikipedia, the Lead and the Thumbnail sections of the Blog very often shaped from stories taken from that amazing website. They are truly worthy of public support.