Even though I pleaded with you Peeps to slow down on the Voice Mails... you kept them coming.
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Keep it up, and I will never tell you how the running program is going again. But this time, in special regard for the fact that being a Mountain of Man means that you have be especially tolerant and a genuinely nice person, which I am for all worthy instances, I decided to let you in this one last time.
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If my knee and my back holds out, I'm confident that I'll be competitive in a 5k that is slated for the first Week in August and a 10K that will be held mid-September.
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These are good sanctioned races, but I won't be disclosing the time and place to you for reasons of security and crowd control.
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BTW... I'm not checking on weight loss, but meticulously measuring running pace and distance... and have been improving daily. And I'm positive that the left knee would be a mess right now without the use of my knee brace. At some point after the 5K, I'll check on the body weight, but this isn't about appearance... it's about performance.
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This is the last post for awhile on this subject. It is almost as boring as Elizabeth Warren's Native American heritage... but not quite.
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Tuesday, June 05, 2012
Monday, June 04, 2012
VM Not Accepting Messages at this Time
Peeps -
Please lay off of all of the voice mails and email asking how my comeback running program is coming. There is nothing more irritating that a VM FULL message on your iPhone. I use that phone for business you know..... like making real money at Nanepashemet Telecom.
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Although it would be cool if you kept sending me those checks for the quality Nanepashemet apparel that those hard working Indonesians keep manufacturing in that low wage sweat shop of theirs. Not that I would back off from the Telecom business now that the tsunami has hit.
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But to give a mass answer to your annoying inquiries... the running is doing fine. I fully intend to start taking some Master's Division Hardware home from some targeted road races in August and September when my muscle and respiratory systems respond to the mental demands that I am now suggesting to them.
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Plus my knee is holding out fine with the knee brace which doesn't seem to be affecting my speed any.
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My real fear is that the road races that I enter after ten to fifteen weeks of training will be overflowing with spectators wishing to catch a glimpse of the new and improved Mountain of a Man as he used to appear in his older athletic days. It could require a great deal of extra police details which could blow the budget of these worthy fund raising endeavors.
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It's always something. I can't sweat all of the details.
Please lay off of all of the voice mails and email asking how my comeback running program is coming. There is nothing more irritating that a VM FULL message on your iPhone. I use that phone for business you know..... like making real money at Nanepashemet Telecom.
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Although it would be cool if you kept sending me those checks for the quality Nanepashemet apparel that those hard working Indonesians keep manufacturing in that low wage sweat shop of theirs. Not that I would back off from the Telecom business now that the tsunami has hit.
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But to give a mass answer to your annoying inquiries... the running is doing fine. I fully intend to start taking some Master's Division Hardware home from some targeted road races in August and September when my muscle and respiratory systems respond to the mental demands that I am now suggesting to them.
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Plus my knee is holding out fine with the knee brace which doesn't seem to be affecting my speed any.
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My real fear is that the road races that I enter after ten to fifteen weeks of training will be overflowing with spectators wishing to catch a glimpse of the new and improved Mountain of a Man as he used to appear in his older athletic days. It could require a great deal of extra police details which could blow the budget of these worthy fund raising endeavors.
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It's always something. I can't sweat all of the details.
Gone Guts and Gonads
I've gotten a lot of email lately from Peeps claiming that their comments haven't been published on this Blog. Why you would want this is beyond me, but your sad obsession with all things Nanepashemet is a weakness that many share... so who am I to question??
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The simple truth, O Obsessed Ones, is this. If you sign on as Anonymous, your comments get automatically deleted. It's not that I would not like to see them... which I don't.... it's just that we operate here with a certain amount of character which says that if you have something to say, you should have the balls to put your name against it.
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So the site automatically sends your worthless scribbles to oblivion where they belong, and even I, the MOAM in charge, misses the chance to see your pathetic phrasing. I continually see the URL's of people whose URL trail to this blog shows that they have attempted to published a comment and their URL indicates that they hit the Blog over and over to see their sad Anonymous ramblings to the same empty result. Kind of funny actually. They so want to see that the shit that they have put up in a gutless fashion sticks in some way.
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However, if you suddenly develop even a minor resemblance of a gonad, and come up with a name that ultimately can be traced, then you are automatically published and your words of wisdom are showered upon the thousands of Peeps who hover constantly for anything that resembles a turn from their ordinary humdrum existence. You will have made it. Your Shit will Stick. Thousands... even dozens of Peeps will know that you exist.
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You even don't have to put up your name and telephone number...you can use a pen name.... just sign up for an account that can ultimately be traced. No Guts.... No Glory.
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So the power to publish is yours, not mine. But, as the saying goes, with great power comes great responsibility. Don't feel like you have to be at a Mountain of a Man level of greatness to put comments on this Blog. You will ultimately be judged by the Peeps for what you are, not what you want to be. So it can't be that bad, can it?
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And if you sign up and still don't see your carefully crafted attempts at literary mediocrity have made it side by side with the Pulitzer Grade Nanepashemet Blog Posts???? Just keep trying Bunky. You just might get lucky... or ....Maybe you'll quit after a while and get a life.
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The simple truth, O Obsessed Ones, is this. If you sign on as Anonymous, your comments get automatically deleted. It's not that I would not like to see them... which I don't.... it's just that we operate here with a certain amount of character which says that if you have something to say, you should have the balls to put your name against it.
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So the site automatically sends your worthless scribbles to oblivion where they belong, and even I, the MOAM in charge, misses the chance to see your pathetic phrasing. I continually see the URL's of people whose URL trail to this blog shows that they have attempted to published a comment and their URL indicates that they hit the Blog over and over to see their sad Anonymous ramblings to the same empty result. Kind of funny actually. They so want to see that the shit that they have put up in a gutless fashion sticks in some way.
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However, if you suddenly develop even a minor resemblance of a gonad, and come up with a name that ultimately can be traced, then you are automatically published and your words of wisdom are showered upon the thousands of Peeps who hover constantly for anything that resembles a turn from their ordinary humdrum existence. You will have made it. Your Shit will Stick. Thousands... even dozens of Peeps will know that you exist.
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You even don't have to put up your name and telephone number...you can use a pen name.... just sign up for an account that can ultimately be traced. No Guts.... No Glory.
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So the power to publish is yours, not mine. But, as the saying goes, with great power comes great responsibility. Don't feel like you have to be at a Mountain of a Man level of greatness to put comments on this Blog. You will ultimately be judged by the Peeps for what you are, not what you want to be. So it can't be that bad, can it?
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And if you sign up and still don't see your carefully crafted attempts at literary mediocrity have made it side by side with the Pulitzer Grade Nanepashemet Blog Posts???? Just keep trying Bunky. You just might get lucky... or ....Maybe you'll quit after a while and get a life.
POTW Week 22
Yes, I've been lax lately about the coveted Peep of the Week selections.
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The problem is that as you Peeps have grown from hundreds, to thousands, to millions across the globe, it's hard to service all of you with your needy wants and desires.
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Even a Mountain of a Man has his limits.
Announcing...
Nanepashemet Peeps of the Week for the 22nd Week of 2012
Matt Damon
Bill Hillegas
John Edwards
Rajon Rondo
Adam Sandler
Nathaniel Clarke
I realize that this is an all male selection, but those of you who know me best, know that there is not a sexist bone in my body. Actually... one bone might be a little sexist from time to time, but that's only temporary.
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For the most part, the selection process is too complex for most of you Peeps to figure out... especially the foreign Peeps, and explaining it is taxing... MOAM or not.
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So you just have to trust in your hearts the natural purity and goodness that causes these names to ooze to the surface of this pathetic post within such an awful Blog.
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Have a nice day Peeps, and keep a sharp eye out for posers and assholes.
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The problem is that as you Peeps have grown from hundreds, to thousands, to millions across the globe, it's hard to service all of you with your needy wants and desires.
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Even a Mountain of a Man has his limits.
Announcing...
Nanepashemet Peeps of the Week for the 22nd Week of 2012
Matt Damon
Bill Hillegas
John Edwards
Rajon Rondo
Adam Sandler
Nathaniel Clarke
I realize that this is an all male selection, but those of you who know me best, know that there is not a sexist bone in my body. Actually... one bone might be a little sexist from time to time, but that's only temporary.
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For the most part, the selection process is too complex for most of you Peeps to figure out... especially the foreign Peeps, and explaining it is taxing... MOAM or not.
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So you just have to trust in your hearts the natural purity and goodness that causes these names to ooze to the surface of this pathetic post within such an awful Blog.
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Have a nice day Peeps, and keep a sharp eye out for posers and assholes.
Saturday, June 02, 2012
Taking a Run
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Thanks for not running me over and putting me out of my misery. Or maybe not.
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The photo to the right is a pretty good rendition of what the rainy path ahead looked like without my glasses on.
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There is an iPhone app called IMapMyRun which turns a simple jog into a tome of graphics and statistics. It verbally calls out your mile times and instantly uploads photos like this onto the web. Then it converts your loop into a 3D video.
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But I need the App that trims 60 lbs or so off of a lazy middle aged couch potato with little or no effort or pain... and little or no running.
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Because the running part is the hard part. At any rate, usually I blow out my knee when I try to start running again, but the knee felt ok with a knee strap support. So maybe we'll take a run at this effort again.
Friday, June 01, 2012
Not Guilty
John Edwards is found not guilty of misuse of campaign funds.
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That's why this is a good system of justice. You can be a slimy scumbag to your family and lie your ass off about your personal life as you knock up Bimbos and such and ride roughshod over your dying wife, but the justice system allows you to be an asshole, as long as you don't break the law.
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Enjoy your freedom, John. Find a hole to crawl into where the other cockroaches live. You are not guilty.
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That's why this is a good system of justice. You can be a slimy scumbag to your family and lie your ass off about your personal life as you knock up Bimbos and such and ride roughshod over your dying wife, but the justice system allows you to be an asshole, as long as you don't break the law.
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Enjoy your freedom, John. Find a hole to crawl into where the other cockroaches live. You are not guilty.
Andy Anonymous said...8:51 AM
There are many assholes out there, Mountain of a Man. Thank you for pointing out this one. Keep up the excellence.
Cherokee Nation, Cherokee Tribe
The Cherokees are protesting Elizabeth Warren's fraudulent claim that she is one of them at the Massachusetts Democratic Convention this week.
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Deval Patrick, our Governor, has recently endorsed Warren saying that people don't care about the Cherokee issue.
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Well Deval, I'm a person, and I care.
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So right there, you are dead wrong .... Mr. Smarty Pants Governor. And you obviously don't care that people lie about their minority status. But then again, you've got it made.... nobody could say that you're not an African American.... because you look like one.
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Warren is another story. If she walked down the street with an eagle feather headdress and a tomahawk smoking a peace pipe, nobody would mistake her for anything more than she is... a lilly white, mid-western caucasian, slightly neurotic, liberal woman.
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Liz....If you want this issue to go away, quit lying about it. Admit that your "family tales" were wrong and that you shouldn't have told the colleges to light up their Affirmative Action numbers by hiring you.
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I don't blame the Cherokees... I wouldn't want you to side up with me if I was a card carrying native either.
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But this could be your lucky day, Professor Warren. Because today you are going to receive a rare gift... free advice from the Mountain of a Man.
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Here's exactly what you have to say to get this stupid issue behind you. Say this word for word and then shut the fuck up about the whole subject.
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Here goes.
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"Obviously I'm not a minority. And I should have never allowed some crazy family rumor that can't be substantiated to be a reason to check a box that I'm an American Indian. But it happened, it is stupid, I'm sorry about it, and I ask you if I can be forgiven for this bad indiscretion and you evaluate me for what I would like to do as Senator for the Commonwealth. I'm sorry, and I would like the permission of the electorate to move on."
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That's it Liz. Stop the Bullshit about you are proud of your family and your heritage. Every family has a bunch of Lunatics in it and your's is obviously no exception.
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Maybe you'll still lose... I know I won't be voting for you....(I'll be voting for a real Brown man) but at least you will salvage a little integrity and could move past this ridiculous situation
Lojoko Said...7:35 PM
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Deval Patrick, our Governor, has recently endorsed Warren saying that people don't care about the Cherokee issue.
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Well Deval, I'm a person, and I care.
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So right there, you are dead wrong .... Mr. Smarty Pants Governor. And you obviously don't care that people lie about their minority status. But then again, you've got it made.... nobody could say that you're not an African American.... because you look like one.
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Warren is another story. If she walked down the street with an eagle feather headdress and a tomahawk smoking a peace pipe, nobody would mistake her for anything more than she is... a lilly white, mid-western caucasian, slightly neurotic, liberal woman.
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Liz....If you want this issue to go away, quit lying about it. Admit that your "family tales" were wrong and that you shouldn't have told the colleges to light up their Affirmative Action numbers by hiring you.
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I don't blame the Cherokees... I wouldn't want you to side up with me if I was a card carrying native either.
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But this could be your lucky day, Professor Warren. Because today you are going to receive a rare gift... free advice from the Mountain of a Man.
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Here's exactly what you have to say to get this stupid issue behind you. Say this word for word and then shut the fuck up about the whole subject.
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Here goes.
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"Obviously I'm not a minority. And I should have never allowed some crazy family rumor that can't be substantiated to be a reason to check a box that I'm an American Indian. But it happened, it is stupid, I'm sorry about it, and I ask you if I can be forgiven for this bad indiscretion and you evaluate me for what I would like to do as Senator for the Commonwealth. I'm sorry, and I would like the permission of the electorate to move on."
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That's it Liz. Stop the Bullshit about you are proud of your family and your heritage. Every family has a bunch of Lunatics in it and your's is obviously no exception.
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Maybe you'll still lose... I know I won't be voting for you....(I'll be voting for a real Brown man) but at least you will salvage a little integrity and could move past this ridiculous situation
Lojoko Said...7:35 PM
Right on Sitting Bull!
Wu Wei
- The Sage is occupied with the unspoken
- and acts without effort.
- Teaching without verbosity,
- producing without possessing,
- creating without regard to result,
- claiming nothing,
- the Sage has nothing to lose.
- - Lao Tzu
- Lao had his shit together, don't you think?
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- His concept of Wu Wei, or Action through Non-Action is central to ultimate success. It means that all striving, all action should be done in a natural, uncontrived way in perfect response to the flow of events that the Universe passes before us.
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- Which reminds me.... need to get some Nanepashemet Telecom invoicing out today.
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- But shouldn't Wu Wei mean that the Universe just sends me the money, without all of the accounting and mailing that invoicing entails?
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- And no Peeps. I am not the Sage referred to by Lao Tzu. Not by a freaking long shot.
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Obviously I remain unenlightened.
Thursday, May 31, 2012
Go Pre... Eternally
How can you look at this photo and not love Track and Field?
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The Finn in front was Lasse Viren, who won the race and was suspected of blood doping. We hated him.
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Steve Prefontaine is the American in third place, who ultimately finished fourth in this unforgettable 5,000k at the Munich 1972 Summer Olympics. I was on the UMass Track Team at the time and we all lived vicariously through the exploits of Pre, and others like Marty Liquori, the great miler from Villanova. These guys were good runners and cool at the same time, and they were like the rock stars of Track and Field.
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This was a time when growing your hair long and wearing a mustache was a sign of individuality and rebellion, and Pre was definitely a rebel as he railed against the conservative ruling agency of the sport... the American AAU.
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We were all liberals then... because liberals represented change and change was required in a society that discriminated against minorities and women and sent our military to defeat in a civil war in Vietnam that was none of our business.
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Now things seem to have changed. Now Liberals like Elizabeth Warren lie about being a Cherokee Indian minority. That's the kind of stuff that makes me label myself as conservative, which would have been unthinkable when Steve Prefontaine was running that race.
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Prefontaine died in a tragic car accident 37 years ago. You have to wonder what he would have done and where distance running would be in this country if he wasn't taken at such a young age.... but his spirit lives on in people who love the sport and remember the class and passion that he exhibited.
GrownUps 2 in Marblehead
Adam Sandler's company, Billy Madison Productions is in Marblehead these summer days shooting GrownUps 2, which is the sequel to the Classic, GrownUps... a 2010 movie that I forget exactly what it was about.
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Many of you Peeps have posed the reasonable yet irritating question...."Have they asked the Mountain of a Man to take a small role in the production... as an extra or bit player or something.???
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No, they haven't.
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So I can't really vouch for the ultimate quality of this film.
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Nevertheless, I'm pretty excited to potentially catch a glimpse of my favorite comedian, Chris Rock, who has been seen locally and has a speaking part.
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And it will be cool to see scenes from Marblehead. That last film about Marblehead concerned the cemetery that is down the street from my house, and the scenes were nothing close to the real thing.
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Crew and Extras Parking is around the corner from my house. I'd even be willing to let them use the Columbia Herreshoff Tender if they had a rowing scene.
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Many of you Peeps have posed the reasonable yet irritating question...."Have they asked the Mountain of a Man to take a small role in the production... as an extra or bit player or something.???
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No, they haven't.
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So I can't really vouch for the ultimate quality of this film.
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Nevertheless, I'm pretty excited to potentially catch a glimpse of my favorite comedian, Chris Rock, who has been seen locally and has a speaking part.
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Crew and Extras Parking is around the corner from my house. I'd even be willing to let them use the Columbia Herreshoff Tender if they had a rowing scene.
The Routine of Dying
The guy who lives across the street from me died today.
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The Ambulance, Fire Engine and Patrol car charged up to his address and the Emergency Workers rushed in with equipment and a stretcher, but then they strolled out and leisurely repacked the stuff into their vehicles.
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After a while, the Emergency Vehicles drove off and a Funeral Hearst with suited undertakers took the curbside place. Then, a gurney with a quilted covering was lifted out of the house by the funeral parlor staffers.
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So that was it.
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I didn't know the guy, and wouldn't recognize him if I bumped into him on the Town Hall staircase. But I still felt bad. The processing of the event... by professionals who live their lives in this situation..... seemed depressing. It should be more eventful when you die.... not a daily set of routines.
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The Ambulance, Fire Engine and Patrol car charged up to his address and the Emergency Workers rushed in with equipment and a stretcher, but then they strolled out and leisurely repacked the stuff into their vehicles.
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After a while, the Emergency Vehicles drove off and a Funeral Hearst with suited undertakers took the curbside place. Then, a gurney with a quilted covering was lifted out of the house by the funeral parlor staffers.
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So that was it.
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I didn't know the guy, and wouldn't recognize him if I bumped into him on the Town Hall staircase. But I still felt bad. The processing of the event... by professionals who live their lives in this situation..... seemed depressing. It should be more eventful when you die.... not a daily set of routines.
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