It began as the GODFATHER OF MATH, evolved into the GOODFATHER OF MATH. Now this. Go figure...


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The kind of humor I like is the thing that makes me laugh for five seconds and think for ten minutes = G. CARLIN...Stain glass, engraved glass, frosted glass
–give me plain glass = JOHN FOWLES...Music is the mathematics of the gods = PYTHAGORAS... Nothing is more fluid than language = R. L. SWIHART
I cannot live without the oxygen of laughter = DAWN POWELL + + + But please be sure to season that with the hydrogen of gravitas = PAUL OLIVERIO
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Tuesday, May 31, 2016

....................If Only ALL Relationships Were Like This....................

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Ms. Givings and Mr. Taker
had a love so true, so real

Happiness, 90% of the time,
is something they did feel

She knew when to give
and he knew when to take

They both knew when to be true
and both knew when to be fake

They knew when to be together
and  knew when to be alone

When one of them left the other behind,
either would reach for the phone

Hello, my love
Hello, my dear

I've had my distance
Now let's be near

They never did NOT spat
and often they did squibble

But all the negatives
added up to just a nibble. 

Mr. CarPeo

          
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Footnote
IF ONLY ALL RELATIONSHIPS WERE LIKE THIS
is the copyrighted property of LCSoL.
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Photoverio © (#200): Catalina Birthday Party #10

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© Oliverio
Anchors Ahoy!

The next Catalina Birthday Party
page is  here. 
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When Haydn Heard Hendrix, He Said: Jesus Walter Almighty!

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Jesus, Walter Almighty!



What is wrong
with those 
people?

#$%^
#$%^


 
I mean those so-called fans of  classical music: 
They shun all things Rock n' Roll!

They think they are sooooo superior
but their ears have very
limited vision.      
       
If only they listened to Jimi Hendrix...
instead of purple pretension
they would have
and enlightenment.

Maybe they would overcome
their fear of dancing!

I am NOT the only one
who feels this way:
when Mozart listens to Jimi,
he wants to  roll over Beethoven
and tell Tchaikovsky the news.


***********

The image on the left:

The image on the right:

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Photoverio © (#199): She Learned It Was A Dangerous 'Hood

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© Oliverio

This is a stick-up!
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Tick, Tack, NO (Comic Relief #1189)

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Liana Finck

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The Left Hand Is Spoken To By The Right Leg

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I know you are there, Handy.
This is Leggy.

You are left and
I am right.

With my partner, 
We help him
get from
point A
to point B.

You...help him
pick his nose.

We all have to be good
for something. 
 

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Footnote
THE LEFT HAND IS SPOKEN
TO BY THE RIGHT LEG
is the copyrighted
property of LCSoL.
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Coney Island Goes to San Antonio

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explores 150 years of Coney Island

I hope this exhibit
includes the Coney Island
image that elevated me
to "part-time" docent at
Los Angeles County
Museum of Art. 


Paul Cadmus
Coney Island
(1934)
Decadence dominates the image
but I would always point out
the man who fell asleep
reading about HITLER.

After all, it was only 1934
and the Fuhrer was not
exactly front-page news
but the magazine
on the man's chest
is the counterpoint
to everything else
in this extraordinary
painting.


Art Daily
5/31/16
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Powell To The People ... From Prose To Verse [Part 2]

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THE YOUNG LADIES
OF MISS MILLAND'S SCHOOL

Galloped back to 
the riding academy.

Nurses wheeled toward the gates
perambulators whose size
and expensive unwieldiness
deliberately revealed the status
of their occupants.

Lost children ran through
the bushes screaming "Mama!"

Twilight lovers began to appear...
and in tranquil twos
selected benches for
their lovemaking,
a public park being 
more private than
its alternative,
a family living room.

THE STORY OF A COUNTRY BOY

Quoted from
pages 186-187
of this edition

The next
Dawn Powell page
is  here.  
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I've Got Exactly One Thing To Say About This Story:

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THIS MAN  is a hero, not a criminal!
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I Wasn't Stoned...But I Listened To Their Story [CBP #9]

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I'm Rocko and
he is Bullwinky.

© Oliverio
Rocko and Bullwinky

[CBP #10] is  here. 
I remember the day
like it was yesterday...

But it was the year
you were born, Paul.

A young couple was here 
and they were laughing.

They introduced themselves 
as Ramona and 
Jay Ward.

I asked him if he would
make us famous.

The next thing I know...
a flying squirrel dropped
some guano on our heads.
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Sunday, May 29, 2016

Photoverio © (#198): This Is Not A Painting

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© Oliverio
Hazeburg VA 2005
 #2
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Photoverio © (#197): Thistling

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© Oliverio 

Hazeburg, VA 2005



That is not the title of
this Beach Boys song,
but they do rhyme.

Warning: an advert
may precede 
the tune.
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..............................................Biblical Ego..............................................

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We think we're grand
Top 'o the food chain
Everything else is dumb
God gave us a natural
Supermarket. To use–
As we please.
But really, we are dumb.
Not the top of the chain
We used this place as we
Pleased. Our feet, our seas,
Muck 'n mire, find another way–
to market that

 

O yes! Plastic
Man-u-fact-your

That


 
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Footnote
BIBLICAL EGO is the copyrighted property of LCSoL.
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Saturday, May 28, 2016

Dear Bernie Sanders...This Is NOT The United States Of Kibbutz

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All of Bernie Sanders ideas are wonderful
 and all-inclusive. But they would only be 
practical if and only if 
we all lived on a commune
where everyone did 
an equal amount of 
working, sharing
and singing  
Kum-by-ya 
:::
:::
In 1969, Alexander Portnoy
encountered  "Bernie's sister"
:::
:::

She re-created for me
a discussion that had raged in her
parents’  kibbutz  when she was still
a little girl, over the fact
that some people owned
watches and others didn’t.

It was settled, after several
impassioned meetings of the
kibbutz  membership, by
deciding to rotate the watches
every three months.

If you find a  large group of Americans
who would live like this,
you have found 
a large group of people
who are brain-dead! 

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.... Threw The Looking Glass On The Stream Of Consciousness ....

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Easy to please
Pleasy to ease
Just one squeeze
That's all it took

We threw away the book

Huggabilly 
And cheap thrilly
Pardon my
silly syllability

No need to hug a Billy
When you can hug
A Tom, Dick or Jane
By any other name

Me
Me
Is a meme
Why does it seem
All wrong, all right
"A Scrabble game delight"

Said Mr. O G
"That's why I call it emoji!"

The banker and 
The baker agree
(They are not dumb)

On the mark,
It was a Snark
Be it light
Or be it dark

There was no–
It is true–
Johnny Depp
in 1862,

In Lewis Carroll's earth
But there was a 

On that boating chalice
Pioneered and named

We can now agree
To disagree

Bid adieu to pain
pray for rain

unless your bicyclo
is naked on the patio.

JMJ
I do so declare



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Footnotes
THREW THE LOOKING GLASS
ON THE STREAM OF CONSCIOUSNESS
is the coyrighted property of LCSoL.

The poem was inspired by
Mrs. CarPeo and an indefatigable Peetnik.
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Friday, May 27, 2016

HER Most Recent Poem

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Humankind
Refuses to admit
All its systems
Remit
To the rottenness of its core
All whores to power
Assess to cower
Ignore the fact
That nothing braves
The telemarketing
In the TV tower
Sky high. We the
Capitol of reality
In quotes, how they pander
For our votes
Why do they believe
The recent history
Of hopes
Were we just a bunch
Of dopes?
Are we free
Just to be
Self serving
Who won't we hurt
To get what we want
Our eagles have no shame
God's laugh
He'll shower
Corn flakes
On my head
He just said:
Remember
Don't be happy
You have just been fed


 
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Footnote
HER MOST RECENT POEM
is the copyrighted property of LCSoL.
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Photoverio © (#196): The Multiple Choice Address Building

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© Oliverio
The future home of the CPLRS
(California Parking Lot Reflection Services) 
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I Guarantee Something Of Yours Passed Through Here [CBP #8]

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© Oliverio
Port of Long Beach



Unless, 
of course,
you have never
purchased
a product
that was
on a shelf
in a store.




If you don't believe me, just click on the captioned link.
The next Catalina Birthday Party page is  here.
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Wednesday, May 25, 2016

Maximum Occupancy = 20 People [CBP #7]

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has determined that at any given moment
a limit of 20 people can gather
in appreciation of the gravelized stone
that magnificently did slide into place
along the Avalon coast of Catalina Island.


With their ultra-smooth surface area,
the baby stones overlap
in perfect harmony 
and obedience–
welcoming the footprints
of those who gather
or maybe just to go swimming.

© Oliverio

The white sticker
indicates that fishing
is permitted
when no one
is sitting on 
the partially visible bench
OR the bench
is occupied by
three mermaids. 

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Footnotes
The third hyperlink 
segues  to  Paul Simon.

This hyperlink will
get you to  [CBP #8].
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The Greatest Common Denominator: Hollywood Edition

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Sgt. Howard
1993



2016







The image  on the left is from NBC's 
Homicide: Life On The Street.

 The image  on the right is from 

Both Sgt. Kay Howard 
and Lady Bird Johnson
are portrayed by
and Emmy-Award shoulda-been
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Powell To The People ... From Prose To Verse

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BEHIND THIS CHURCH
WITH THE IRON FENCE

The earth, freed from
the duties of hospitality,
rushed into a wild thicket
where no one ventured,
brambles and weeds grew
shoulder high here
and allowed no path.

Nightshade clung
to locust trees,
vines swung 
from tree to tree
forbidding the sun
or wind to grace
the matted floor.

The sickening fragrance
of wet honeysuckle,
cherry blossoms
and wild lilacs
reached out from here
in spring to the passersby.

Unseen quail called out 
after rains, the sound
of a hidden waterfall
could be heard 
plunging over rocks  
as if some dark gaiety
went on here that would not
be imprisoned in 
tomb or earth.

Dawn Powell 

The Story of a Country Boy
(1934)

POWELL TO THE PEOPLE
continues  here.  
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📷📷 A Child Looks At The Wall 📷 And Gets Shot By Pascal 📷📷

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A child looks at the "wall of skeletons" 
during a "dark night way"
at the Museum of natural history in Toulouse, 
southwestern France, on May 21, 2016 
as part of the European night of museums.
  
AFP Photograph by  PASCAL PAVANI

© Art Daily
Best Photos of the Day
5/25/16  

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Tuesday, May 24, 2016

Photoverio © (#195): Also Known As [CBP #6]

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© Oliverio 
Approaching The Aft Deck

The next  "Catalina Birthday Party" 
page is  here.   
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Sunday, May 22, 2016

Another Roth Quote Without Interruption From A Guy on A Boat

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A writer is a performer
who puts on the act 
that he does best–
not the least when
he dons the mask of
the first person singular.



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Footnote
The title of this page is based on the  previous page.
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Catalina Express Silhouette + Philip Roth Quote [CBP #5]

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Literature isn't a moral beauty contest.
Its power arises from the authority and audacity
with which the impersonation is pulled off.


© Oliverio

One of the bespectacled gentlemen 
looked at me and said:

You're reading the PARIS REVIEW
on the Catalina Express.
You must be a very lonely person.

It behooved me to buy him a drink.

He told me he taught
Comparative Literature
at Rutgers University
in New Jersey.

I told him I had
a Masters Degree from 
the University of
Literary Pretension.

Thankfully,
that ended 
the conversation.

My next Catalina page is  here.  
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This Is Not ...This Is (TIN/TI #27)

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  ⬆ 
THIS IS NOT 
A famous Marlon Brando quote

THIS IS
A famous Marlon Brando quote
 
   


The first quote is from
a 1954 Dawn Powell novel entitled
The Wicked Pavilion

The images of Marlon Brando
are from the 1953 film entitled
The Wild One

Well, whadda ya know?

 
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Footnote
The next Dawn Powell page is  here.
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This Is NOT From Catalina

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© Oliverio
This museum-worthy image
represents Chapter 5 
of a two thousand
year-old graphic
novel.

The story told
involves a man
and a cross,
to which he 
was nailed.

The number
of editions
of this "book"
are equal to 
the number
of Catholic 
Churches 
in the
world.

The title of this graphic novel is  
The Stations of The Cross.  


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Footnote
The photograph was taken after yesterday's  Saturday Night Vigil
at St. Anthony's Catholic Church (90802).  
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Saturday, May 21, 2016

Reason #3 For Three Days Without Any GoFather of Mathing

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© Oliverio
This page is also known as [CBP #4]

And today, I was able to return
to a page that began three years ago
based on a controversial family event
from 1962.

The next Catalina Birthday page is  here. 
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Reason #2 For Three Days Without Any GoFather of Mathing

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I spent twenty-five hours
watching  twenty-five episodes of 
  ARRESTED DEVELOPMENT

The quote is from  here.
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Father of Alexander Portnoy + Son Of Sam Oliverio

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I celebrated my birthday, May 18, 
on Catalina Island but three full 
days transpired with absolutely
zero GoFather pages
being posted.

The reasons for that are many
but the main one had to do with
a Philip Roth novel.

Correction:
the Philip Roth novel:

When I first read it in 1969,
I probably read only the odd-
numbered pages.

I re-read it twenty years later,
skipping every fifth page.

***

After watching a PBS Documentary,
Philip Roth Unbound  last month,
the allegedly mature Son of Sam
had to read the novel again.

Third time was a charm-and-a-half. 
I was absorbed in every word
of every page and knew 
I was reading a classic
20th Century novel.


Such extraordinarily brilliant writing
frightened me because I thought
I might die from laughing so hard.

But sometimes,
profundity trumped humor.

Portnoy's Complaint
(and virtually all Roth novels)
are not recommended for children
or the easily offended
or anyone allergic 
to controversy.

there was no way I could write anything
interesting on these pages 
except something like

The Institute of Inane Research determined
that, in the afterlife, Sigmund Freud's 
most gratifying and satisfying novel is  
PORTNOY's COMPLAINT.

After reading the book, Oedipus exclaimed
"Been there, done that!" 

Here is a sample of what Alex Portnoy's Father
once said to his 14-year-old son:


I was reminded of a poem 
written by the son of Sam Oliverio.

Three years ago,  I recited the poem
to an appreciative standing-room-only
crowd at a local coffeehouse.

When the crucified Jew arose from the dead
These are the  first words He said:

"I want a religion named after me.
All my followers must be

capable of loving thy neighbor
and what's more

All my followers must be aware–it's true
—that everyone one of them is part Jew.

If they forget either of those things,
I will take to dismembering
and not deem those people 
worth remembering."

On that day,
Those were the last words 
Jesus ever needed to say.    


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FOOTNOTES
When The Crucified Jew Arose From The Dead
is the copyrighted property of LCSoL.

The poem was based on an idea I had
while attending mass with my father.

The Son of Sam was barely 
a teenager at that time.

Both Alex Trebek
and Alex Portnoy's creator
will receive invitations to the wedding
of Carol Robson and Paul Oliverio.

The invitation will include
a self-addressed return money envelope. 

A recent Philip Roth novel,  Indignation,
is being made into a feature film.

The main character is an alter ego
of Alexander Portnoy. 
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The Guano Jetty And The CASINO [CBP #3]

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© Oliverio


There were no
other humans
nor any human 
footprints on 
the short jetty 
adjacent to 
the historic
CATALINA
CASINO.


I did not walk to the jetty's endpoint 
so as not to disturb its feathered residents.

From the other end of the jetty,
I shot what millions before
© Oliverio
me have photographed 
with a landmark
battleship anchor
in the foreground.



However,
if you searched
websites for  images
of Catalina Island,
you would be hard-
pressed to find close-up 
images of "Guano Jetty" 
but I am a proud card-carrying Jetty-holic!

The next Catalina/GoFather page is  here. 
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