Spitball Army

This photograph was taken at the Boston Hatch Shell, during an outdoor shoot for the film Yes, Giorgio, in June of 1981.

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I will be the first to admit (because no one else can do it for me) that I resisted spending even the smallest amount of time listening to Mason Jennings recordings for several years.  The reason, simply, was that I was under the impression that he was part of the “contemporary Christian” musical movement.  I […]

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I remember when you were building that fence, we used to watch the woman who lived on the corner walk her dog up the alley and let it take a dump right behind my house. She’d just stand there watching it, smoking a cigarette. You eventually got talking with her, and she coincidentally stopped using my backyard as her dog’s potty. Well, she died last year, after battling on and off again with cancer. We had become friendly. She used to ask about you all the time.

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When I think of those months we were together, it seems that every day was a day of romance and adventure too. Marriage is an adventure, and what an exciting, beautiful one.

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After the return of a lost Stradivarius violin, valued at $4 million, a musician gives a concert for cabbies outside Newark Liberty International Airport.

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He thought we didn’t stay half long enough, but it had taken us so long to get over there, that we had to turn practically right around again to arrive in time to get the roast on. I fixed the dinner last night for the kids – having roast, onions, carrots, date-celery-orange salad, and strawberry pie for dessert.

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Being evasive is not the same as lying in Bush’s mind.

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I apparently am much too liberal with my YouTube “favorite” button. After clearing out several videos that were really good once, I was left with ten really interesting clips. Here are three of them.

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As described, muttering under the breath would be less audible than breathing which, in most cases, would be about as loud as silence. If the mutterance were not meant to be heard, I imagine that the mutterer would merely think it.

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Check out Linda’s backup singers: Amy wishes she were that badass.

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