This is the front cover art for the book The Big Sleep written by Raymond Chandler.
The book cover art copyright is believed to belong to the publisher, Alfred A. Knopf, or the cover artist.
Theatrical poster for the American film The Big Sleep (1946).
Warner Bros. - http://www.impawards.com/1946/posters/big_sleep_ver4_xlg.jpg
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Commentary
Friday, May 31, 2019
What did it matter where you lay once you were dead?
In a dirty sump or in a marble tower on top of a high hill.
You were dead, you were sleeping the big sleep, you were not bothered by things like that.
Oil and water were the same as wind and air to you.
You just slept the big sleep, not caring about the nastiness or how you died or where you fell.
Me, I was part of that nastiness now.
Far more a part of it than Rusty Regan was.
But the old man didn’t have to be.
He could lie quietly in his canopied bed, with his bloodless hands folded on the sheet, waiting.
His heart was a brief uncertain murmur.
His thoughts were as grey as ashes.
And, in a little while, he, too, would be like Rusty Regan, sleeping the big sleep.
On the way downtown I stopped at a bar and had a couple of Scotches.
They didn’t do me any good.
All they did was make me think of Silver-Wig, and I never saw her again.
Raymond Chandler, “The Big Sleep,” the last page.
The man could write.
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Announcements
Friday, May 31, 2019
Continuing a check of our new delivery system.
Please bear with us.
love you
2. Also: the blog is growing fast enough to warrant a request for volunteer help.
From writing to mailing list enrichment to research, something fun for someone looking for a hobby related to the written word. Contact Dom: domcapossela@hotmail.com
For the next week, the weather people promise temperatures mostly in the welcome seventies.
Let’s make sure we enjoy each day coming.
The hours are ticking away and if we don’t make the most of our time another day will soon click past.
Unnoticed.
Unappreciated.
Tick Tock.
In clock language:
Enjoy today.
Enjoy the week.
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Postings Count, Weather Brief, and Dinner
Friday, May 31, 2019
Our 420th consecutive posting, committed to 5,000.
After 420 posts we’re at the 8.40 percentile of our commitment, the commitment a different way of marking the passage of time.
Time is 4.01am.
On Friday, Boston’s temperature will reach a high of 73* with a feels-like of 77* under mostly sunny skies.
Dinner Thursday night was a simple roast chicken with shallots and artichokes, one of my favorites.
This dish is as tasty as it looks.
Recipe in the near future: will deal with roasting of all poultry.
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Chuckle of the Day:
Friday, May 31, 2019
A married couple is sleeping.
At 3.00am the phone rings, husband answers and after a few seconds, replies, "How am I supposed to know? We're 200 miles inland!"
He hangs up and rolls over.
Wife, "Sweetheart, who was that?"
"I don't know, some jerk asking if the coast is clear."
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Question of the Day:
Friday, May 31, 2019
What is South Carolina?
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Friday, May 31, 2019
On Tue, May 28, 2019 at 8:01 PM dom capossela <domcapossela@hotmail.com> wrote:
Come, cheerful ones.
Warm us with your burn-brightly smiles.
Tommie T wrote:
Hey, Dom,
I know you are a Bostonian, but for goodness sake, as my southern mother used to say, come South where it is warm. However, we are experiencing terribly high temps at the moment but I love it!
We can always go into a dwelling and cook off if need be.
I am preparing to go to Seattle for the recitals. . . . I know that I need to buckle up and take warm threads.
It is 105 degrees right now in my city of Columbia.
So it will be a dramatic change going to Seattle.
I think you would love living in South Carolina.
We have four seasons.
But the summer season is longest and hottest.
Hope you had a great time in Seattle. You were in my thoughts and meditations.
love,
tommie
Web Meister responds: Even too-hot weather would be welcomed right now as we in Boston are parched for sun and warmth.
South Carolina?
Hmmm!
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Answer to the Question of the Day:
Friday, May 31, 2019
South Carolina is a state in the Southeastern United States and the easternmost of the Deep South.
It became the eighth state to ratify the Constitution, on May 23, 1788, as well as the first to vote in favor of secession from the Union, on December 20, 1860.
After the American Civil War, the state was readmitted to the Union on June 25, 1868.
The state capital is Columbia, while the largest city is Charleston.
South Carolina is named in honor of King Charles I of England, who first formed the English colony in 1629.
From east to west, the state can be divided into three main geographic areas: the Atlantic coastal plain (also known as the Low Country), the Piedmont and the Blue Ridge Mountains.
This picture is a depiction of the historical coat of arms of South Carolina, illustrated by American engraver Henry Mitchell as part of State Arms of the Union, published in 1876 by Louis Prang.
The left ellipse shows a tall palmetto and a fallen oak, respectively representing the victorious defenders and the British fleet at the Battle of Sullivan's Island, with the Latin motto Animis opibusque parati ('Prepared in mind and resources').
The right ellipse depicts the Roman goddess Spes, representing hope, with the sun rising behind her and the Latin motto Dum spiro spero ('While I breathe, I hope').
The supporters are a personification of Liberty on the left and a Continental soldier on the right, while Fame goes from Liberty to the soldier above.
Part of this design also appears in the seal of South Carolina.
Illustration credit: Henry Mitchell; restored by Andrew Shiva
I keep the specifics of my wishes for my funeral in here, including a list of who may attend.
In case I want to make changes.
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Good Morning on this Friday, the thirty-first day of May, 2019
Our commentary was from The Big Sleep, a novel by Raymond Chandler,
We posted the weather report and calendar, and tracked the number of our postings.
We’re continuing the testing of our delivery system and asked if anyone would like to be involved in the creation of the blog.
We posted another chuckle and a letter from that electric woman from South Carolina.
And we learned something new about South Carolina.
And now? Gotta go.
Che vuoi? Le pocketbook?
See you soon.
Your love.