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"How passionately I admire your passion."
"How dispassionately I appreciate
your passion."
"Will passion ever go out of fashion?"
"Will dispassion ever be displaced?"
"Will we ever shut up?"
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Footnotes
The HE/SHE sequence
is the copyrighted property of LCSoL
This sequence is not linked together
because we want to make our favorite thieves
work for their money
HE/SHE #55 was originally written in 1999
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Thursday, September 13, 2018
Wednesday, September 12, 2018
Pruneface Gets A Makeover And A New Name
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was created in 1942
as a nemesis
of Dick Tracy
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| BUT in 2018, he was given an aquatic makeover  may be offensive to prune lovers, his new name is EARL SLICK |
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Footnote
The second image
is the copyrighted property
of the Lewis Carroll School of Logic
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The second image
is the copyrighted property
of the Lewis Carroll School of Logic
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Tuesday, September 11, 2018
Before And After Go Through The Looking Glass
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This postcard
was created
as part of
a campaign
to sell plots of land
on the North Shore
of Long Island
The year was 1938
No one from my family
was there at the time
but my parents bought
a summer home
in Rocky Point
in 1959:
Twenty-one years after
that beach scene image
was photographed
*********
The second photo
of Rocky Point
is from 2018
I moved from Rocky Point
to California in 1981
Thirty-seven years before
that Rocky Point Clubhouse
image was photographed
*********
In the first image,
a red line highlights
a black rock in
the water
In the second image,
a black line highlights
a red rose on
the table
You might ask why
I posted each photograph twice
and I might answer
Because two of the most
monumental memories
of my life are associated
with the highlighted details
Anyway, the AFTER memory
—approximately fifty years
after the beach photograph was taken—
involved a psychiatrist who was
more of a friend to me
than a therapist
That monumental moment
was articulated here
But the very specific memory
associated with the floor beneath
the red rose involved a bunch
of teenagers who paid ten cents
every Friday night in the summer of '62
at the Rocky Point Clubhouse
We danced to whatever
Rock 'n Roll songs
—or Rhythm 'n Blues
or Soul music—
Nicky Brozini played
on the phonograph
situated at the top
of the staircase
Please note:
Nicky is a life-long friend
who recently sent me
the 1938 postcard image
and without whom
this page would not exist
Anyway, at this particular ten-cent dance,
something spontaneous happened
which had never happened before:
This particular memory
is so monumental that I
may have posted it before
but it is so deeply tattoed
on my heart and soul
that it might as well be
written across the sky
I was dancing with Connie Torelli
She was three years older than me
and the same age as my sister
who was her best friend
The song was Dion's
Lovers Who Wander
This boy was thirteen years-old
in 1962 and was dumb enough
to never touch a sixteen year-old girl
I was more shy than sly
at that age and was never
the best dancer on the floor
but quite possibly
the most interesting
The next thing that happened
to Connie and Paul was...
her best friend and my sister,
LINDA OLIVERIO gathered
a whole bunch of kids around us
and within thirty seconds,
we were the only couple dancing
in the Rocky Point Clubhouse
I made less eye contact
with Connie than I did
with Linda and remember thinking
Sister Dearest, I'm gonna get you for this
The whole thing lasted
no longer than three minutes
but I have re-created it
in my head three thousand times
I have re-created it
in my heart and soul
three thousand other times
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was created
as part of
a campaign
to sell plots of land
on the North Shore
of Long Island
The year was 1938
No one from my family
was there at the time
but my parents bought
a summer home
in Rocky Point
in 1959:
Twenty-one years after
that beach scene image
was photographed
*********
The second photo
of Rocky Point
is from 2018
I moved from Rocky Point
to California in 1981
Thirty-seven years before
that Rocky Point Clubhouse
image was photographed
*********
In the first image,
a red line highlights
a black rock in
the water
In the second image,
a black line highlights
a red rose on
the table
You might ask why
I posted each photograph twice
and I might answer
Because two of the most
monumental memories
of my life are associated
with the highlighted details
Anyway, the AFTER memory
—approximately fifty years
after the beach photograph was taken—
involved a psychiatrist who was
more of a friend to me
than a therapist
That monumental moment
was articulated here
But the very specific memory
associated with the floor beneath
the red rose involved a bunch
of teenagers who paid ten cents
every Friday night in the summer of '62
at the Rocky Point Clubhouse
We danced to whatever
Rock 'n Roll songs
—or Rhythm 'n Blues
or Soul music—
Nicky Brozini played
on the phonograph
situated at the top
of the staircase
Please note:
Nicky is a life-long friend
who recently sent me
the 1938 postcard image
and without whom
this page would not exist
Anyway, at this particular ten-cent dance,
something spontaneous happened
which had never happened before:
This particular memory
is so monumental that I
may have posted it before
but it is so deeply tattoed
on my heart and soul
that it might as well be
written across the sky
I was dancing with Connie Torelli
She was three years older than me
and the same age as my sister
who was her best friend
The song was Dion's
Lovers Who Wander
This boy was thirteen years-old
in 1962 and was dumb enough
to never touch a sixteen year-old girl
I was more shy than sly
at that age and was never
the best dancer on the floor
but quite possibly
the most interesting
The next thing that happened
to Connie and Paul was...
her best friend and my sister,
LINDA OLIVERIO gathered
a whole bunch of kids around us
and within thirty seconds,
we were the only couple dancing
in the Rocky Point Clubhouse
I made less eye contact
with Connie than I did
with Linda and remember thinking
Sister Dearest, I'm gonna get you for this
The whole thing lasted
no longer than three minutes
but I have re-created it
in my head three thousand times
I have re-created it
in my heart and soul
three thousand other times
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Coachspeak #2 ... With A Footnoted #1
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Winning is not everything
but it sure beats anything
that comes in second
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Footnote
Coachspeak #1 is not exactly from
Vince Lombardi but is most often
associated with him:
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Monday, September 10, 2018
Shocking News From The Van Buren County Fair
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Another Carnivore
Bites the Dust
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ONION NEWS
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ONION NEWS
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Photoverio #330: Blue Shade Shoes
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| © Oliverio For Joan Didion, Philly White, and the Crisman House The hyperlink gets you to another photograph from virtually the same exact place on the LB Peninsula |
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Saturday, September 8, 2018
St. Patrick's, Scott Fitzgerald, Starbucks, And Father Frank
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In Long Beach, CA
I am about to drink
my jazillionth cup
of Starbucks coffee
In New York, NY
my one and only cup
of Starbucks coffee
was purchased on August 24, 2015
from the ground floor
of the building housing
Scott Fitzgerald's
literary agent,
Harold Ober
I carried my refill
five blocks—while
Mrs. CarPeo was
getting drilled
by her dentist
on the same floor
as the literary agency
which is still alive
and well
This image was taken
outside the door
of the business office
of St. Patrick's Cathedral
In the late Nineteen Nineties,
Father Frank was the
"business administrator"
of St. Pat's but many people there
knew him as Monsignor Oliverio
He told me that
his most satisfying experience
during those years was in Harlem:
officiating midnight basketball games
between Bloods and Crips
The only time they would fight
was when each gang insisted
on paying for the referee's
breakfast
In 2015, that referee's nephew,
with a jazillion pounds of bravado,
expected a royal carpet treatment
from the secretaries within
St. Patrick's business office
after informing them
about his Uncle with the St. Patrick's
sanctioned midnight mission
Intelligently,
One secretary ignored me
(Maybe I should have
told them about the time
my Uncle gave directions
to Cardinal Cook on how to walk
around the St. Patrick's square city block
while the most important Catholic
in the United States was leading
a protest march)
The other secretary politely
gave me a Xeroxed timeline of
Pope Francis' two days in New York City
which would commence
exactly one month from that day
That may explain why
half the people I saw inside
St. Patrick's Cathedral
were construction workers
So I didn't feel guilty
about carrying a Starbuck's cup
while visiting the most sacred
Catholic church in America
The cup, however,
was trashed two weeks later
Mrs. CarPeo—despite her disappointment
we did not join the jazillion people
lining the streets to view
Pope Francis' motorcade—
saved the Xeroxed itinerary
As to its exact wherabouts,
you're guess is as good as mine
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Footnotes
Like Father Frank before him,
Pope Francis also spent quality time
in Harlem
I wish I could say the same thing
about Scott Fitzgerald
But Scott and Zelda did get married
at St. Patrick's Cathedral
The next Fitzgerald page is here
I wish I could say
I linked all my Father Frank pages together
But divine intervention would not allow
Happy googling to anyone
who has read this page
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In Long Beach, CA
I am about to drink
my jazillionth cup
of Starbucks coffee
In New York, NY
my one and only cup
of Starbucks coffee
was purchased on August 24, 2015
from the ground floor
of the building housing
Scott Fitzgerald's
literary agent,
Harold Ober
five blocks—while
Mrs. CarPeo was
getting drilled
by her dentist
on the same floor
as the literary agency
which is still alive
and well
This image was taken
outside the door
of the business office
of St. Patrick's Cathedral
In the late Nineteen Nineties,
Father Frank was the
"business administrator"
of St. Pat's but many people there
knew him as Monsignor Oliverio
He told me that
his most satisfying experience
during those years was in Harlem:
officiating midnight basketball games
between Bloods and Crips
The only time they would fight
was when each gang insisted
on paying for the referee's
breakfast
In 2015, that referee's nephew,
with a jazillion pounds of bravado,
expected a royal carpet treatment
from the secretaries within
St. Patrick's business office
after informing them
about his Uncle with the St. Patrick's
sanctioned midnight mission
Intelligently,
One secretary ignored me
(Maybe I should have
told them about the time
my Uncle gave directions
to Cardinal Cook on how to walk
around the St. Patrick's square city block
while the most important Catholic
in the United States was leading
a protest march)
The other secretary politely
gave me a Xeroxed timeline of
Pope Francis' two days in New York City
which would commence
exactly one month from that day
That may explain why
half the people I saw inside
St. Patrick's Cathedral
were construction workers
So I didn't feel guilty
about carrying a Starbuck's cup
while visiting the most sacred
Catholic church in America
The cup, however,
was trashed two weeks later
Mrs. CarPeo—despite her disappointment
we did not join the jazillion people
lining the streets to view
Pope Francis' motorcade—
saved the Xeroxed itinerary
As to its exact wherabouts,
you're guess is as good as mine
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Footnotes
Like Father Frank before him,
Pope Francis also spent quality time
in Harlem
I wish I could say the same thing
about Scott Fitzgerald
But Scott and Zelda did get married
at St. Patrick's Cathedral
The next Fitzgerald page is here
I wish I could say
I linked all my Father Frank pages together
But divine intervention would not allow
Happy googling to anyone
who has read this page
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We Would Also Like To Thank Princess Irina And Billboy Baggins
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 |
In related news, The Institute of Inane Research has determined that Cal State Long Beach ranks first in nation for professors who are addressed by something other than their surnames In her commencement speech, valedictorian Juana Diploma also thanked "Professor Tiffany, Doctor Danny, and Willy Wonko" |
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Footnotes
Mrs. CarPeo co-wrote
this LCSoL copyrighted page
Mrs. CarPeo co-wrote
this LCSoL copyrighted page
If anyone is offended by this page,
please see Dr. Chuckles
To all others,
I wish you
Happy Googling
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Friday, September 7, 2018
This Is A Temporary Resident But That Is No Longer True
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| This image was only intended to reside on this page until permanent transfer to somewhere in Yelpsylvania. BUT Commentistas intervened and this image must now lead a double life |
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Thursday, September 6, 2018
He Was A Friend Of Mine ... And Would Still Be If Ever I Visit VA.
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| GREG BALLOU |
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Rorschach #23 ... I See A Woman Wearing A Triangular Halter
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| © Oliverio I see almost three of her and the other black stuff looks like her dance partner The next GoFather/Rorschach page is here |
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Will Robert Redford Portray Him Again In The Film Version?
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| If the title of this page baffles you and you know nothing about anyone mentioned above, than you have a much lower anxiety level than the rest of us and you might not want to click here |
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Footnote
The next GoFather/Trump page
is an honorarium
buried in the text of
this page
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The next GoFather/Trump page
is an honorarium
buried in the text of
this page
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Tuesday, September 4, 2018
If Rudy Guiliani Quotes From The Wright Stuff, He's A Sic Man
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The truth is more important
than the facts
***
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Euclid Was Also Known As The Pythagorean Executive Secretary
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Let all who prate of Beauty hold their peace,
And lay them prone upon the earth and cease
To ponder on themselves, the while they stare
At nothing, intricately drawn nowhere
Gabble and hiss, but heroes seek release
From dusty bondage into luminous air.
O blinding hour, O holy, terrible day,
When first the shaft into his vision shone
Of light anatomized! Euclid alone
Has looked on Beauty bare. Fortunate they
Has looked on Beauty bare. Fortunate they
Who, though once only and then but far away,
Have heard her massive sandal set on stone.
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Footnotes
The title is a quote from Frances Steerling
given during his address to an international
conference of Geometry teachers
Pythagoras refused to allow
any of his theories to be written
on paper but Euclid, born two hundred years
after Pythagoras, did so
and then some
Pythagoras refused to allow
any of his theories to be written
on paper but Euclid, born two hundred years
after Pythagoras, did so
and then some
The title quote was his introduction
to the recital of Ms. Millay's poem
The quote got the louder laugh
but the poem got a standing ovation.
and is the copyrighted property of LCSoL
The next Frances Steerling page is here
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She Loves The Jerk ... And Other SHE-istic Poetry
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The highlighted Hiatt
The highlighted Hiatt
is worthy of a page title
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| BUT my personal favorite is the blackmarked McCarthy. Jack permitted me to reproduce the lyrics. I wish I could say the same thing about the Berry song with the same exact title. The two songs have nothing else in common other than being worthy of your ear time. Chuck Berry's She Still Loves You was released posthumously. But I thank my lucky stars that Jack McCarthy is still humous. |
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