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This film, Love, Antosha (2019) was a touching documentary detailing the life, acting career, and tragic passing of the Ukrainian American actor, Anton Yelchin. Technically, this isn’t a Nicolas Cage film at all and therefore probably shouldn’t be included in the WATC(H), but since Mr. Cage narrated a few parts of it, I decided to…
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When Christa came up with this idea six+ years ago, I have to admit I had a lot of skepticism that it could work and be sustainable. But as a pessimist, I am used to being WRONG. And this was one of those times. Because of Christa’s vision/hope and the encouragement and contribution of many…
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It’s been a long and glorious ride for yetispeak but I finally decided I needed a change of scenery and content. Please come see my new blog the (almost) good news with all new content (and hopefully greater frequency of posts.) Thanks for reading and following the journey so far. Alas, we begin a whole…
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From T.S. Eliot’s “The Four Quartets”: In the general mess of imprecision of feeling, Undisciplined squads of emotion. And what there is to conquer By strength and submission, has already been discovered Once or twice, or several times, by men whom one cannot hope To emulate–but there is no competition– There is only the fight…
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I’m not one to typically make or stick to New Year’s resolutions, but “this year is going to be different.” Even nailing 3-4 of these (for a time) is progress. Here’s my list: Grow a beard. Read more works by Wendell Berry Complain less. Compliment more. Watch 75% less movies/TV than I watched in 2010.…
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Why make art? Whether it’s music, short stories, sculptures, or plays–there are many reasons why people choose to create reflections of life–both in its beauty and suffering. One of my all-time favorite musical groups (from my generation) is Over the Rhine, a married duo who have created thought-provoking, soulful and quite “artsy” music for more…
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It’s not even Talk-Like-A-Pirate Day today, but my tonsils are red and battered nonetheless. I attribute it to all the gruff “me hardies” and exaggerated “arrrrrgggghhhhs” I belted out at College Place Elementary this afternoon. I was on Watchdogs duty in Sarah’s first grade class and quickly found myself terrorizing the seven seas (or playgrounds as…
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