tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58312660026119812462024-02-19T02:02:53.091-08:00David AugustActor <a href="http://www.davidaugust.com/" title="David August's website">David August</a>'s blog about everything that isn't <a href="http://news.davidaugust.com/" title="news about David August's acting">news about his work</a> nor about <a href="http://laacting.davidaugust.com" title="resources that help you to be an actor in LA">acting in Los Angeles</a> or <a href="http://chiacting.davidaugust.com" title="resources that help you to be an actor in Chicago">acting in Chicago</a>.David Augusthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17472574936046343447noreply@blogger.comBlogger1871125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5831266002611981246.post-33185744982925059472014-11-09T15:45:00.001-08:002015-10-30T11:55:54.498-07:00The Boy and the Dragon<p>A story I wrote on twitter moments ago:</p> <p>The Boy and the Dragon <br/>by David August <br/>November 9, 2014</p> <p>There once was a boy, who lived in a town, and on the mountain near the town there was a dragon. And everyone in the town feared the dragon.</p> <p>They didn't let any of their children outside after dark, for at night the dragon would emerge from the mountain and fly above the town.</p> <p>But the boy wanted to see the stars, the real stars, not just the stars drawn on the ceiling of his room. So he decided he would have to...</p> <p>...slay the dragon. One day, he started to climb the mountain in the morning, and by noon he reached the dragon's lair. He saw the dragon.</p> <p>And the dragon saw him. <q cite="the boy">I've come to slay you,</q> said the boy. <q cite="the dragon">Why,</q> asked the dragon, <q cite="the dragon">I've never hurt you, or your friends.</q></p> <p><q cite="the boy">True,</q> replied the boy, <q cite="the boy">but I am not allowed to go outside at night because you fly at night, so I must slay you.</q> The dragon thought a bit.</p> <p><q cite="the dragon">Why must you come out at night,</q> asked the dragon. <q cite="the boy">To see the stars,</q> said the boy. <q cite="the dragon">To see the stars, you must slay me,</q> the dragon asked.</p> <p><q cite="the boy">Yes, I must slay you, so that I can see the stars,</q> the boy replied, now sad. <q cite="the dragon">But the stars burn at night because I light them with...</q></p> <p><q cite="the dragon">...my breath,</q> the dragon stated. The boy paused. <q cite="the boy">But even so, if I'm to see the stars, I must be allowed to go out at night,</q> said the boy.</p> <p><q cite="the dragon">I see. But if you slay me, there will be no stars the next night.</q> The boy thought, <q cite="the boy">I see. But how will I be allowed to go out to see...</q></p> <p><q cite="the boy">...the stars at night if I do not slay you?</q> <q cite="the dragon">You would not,</q> the dragon replied, <q cite="the dragon">but you will know the stars are there, even if you do...</q></p> <p><q cite="the dragon">...not see them.</q> The boy considered, then spoke, <q cite="the boy">stars I do not see, may as well not be there.</q> <q cite="the dragon">I see. So it is,</q> the dragon sighed.</p> <p>The boy turned, and made his way down the mountain. Time past, the afternoon turned to evening and the evening into night. The boy woke.</p> <p>The town was quiet, everyone inside, away from the dragon. The boy unlocked the door, and emerged into the darkness. The whoosh of wings...</p> <p>...was all he could hear. And then he saw: the dragon landed and arched his back. <q cite="the dragon">You see, are not the stars beautiful,</q> said the dragon.</p> <p><q cite="the boy">They are,</q> replied the boy, <q cite="the boy">and now I must slay you.</q> And the boy attacked. They fought, fiercely. Deep into the night, the stars watching.</p> <p>At last, the boy struck the final blow. The dragon fell. Still. The stars faced down on the boy and the dragon. The boy marveled, at stars.</p> <p>But only for a moment, as the fingers of the morning crept up, and the stars began to fade. The boy stood with the slain dragon.</p> <p>The town woke. And when they found the boy, with the defeated dragon, they rejoiced. They celebrated the boy, called him hero, and a gift.</p> <p>As the town's revelry calmed down the sun sank. As the last light dwindled the town grew quiet. The boy looked up, the sky growing inky.</p> <p>His fresh garlands tilted back and his face turned up, peering at the dark sky. There was quiet, and the night was lightless. He remembered.</p> <p>He remembered the stars, that he had seen so recently, just before the dawn took them away. But there were no stars in the sky where...</p> <p>...memory had singed them into his mind. He imagined he could see them when he closed his eyes, but open, the sky was black. He boy longed to...</p> <p>...climb the mountain, and talk to the dragon again. This first starless night stared back at the boy in the quiet town.</p> <p>He felt cold. He always would feel cold now.</p>David Augusthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17472574936046343447noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5831266002611981246.post-27106217432464998372014-04-21T12:01:00.001-07:002014-04-21T12:02:10.522-07:00YouTube Space LA Lobby Panorama<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtOoR0F7lO6ReDEBM-QdgO2YAZe-QEEcbR1JhZCQ7SSZ4cLyA2qh2CDJF326ldAUwckatIcF6k69lmJRw6YhbLxr8JFAIhPv2Nf6tnn6PRM6otP1fOh3hX3Yz2Jn-yM4ecwNTYpAt5Fw/s640/blogger-image--103316538.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; "><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtOoR0F7lO6ReDEBM-QdgO2YAZe-QEEcbR1JhZCQ7SSZ4cLyA2qh2CDJF326ldAUwckatIcF6k69lmJRw6YhbLxr8JFAIhPv2Nf6tnn6PRM6otP1fOh3hX3Yz2Jn-yM4ecwNTYpAt5Fw/s640/blogger-image--103316538.jpg"></a> <br/>Here to shoot my script Corporate Dialects, and awaiting my scenes.</div>David Augusthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17472574936046343447noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5831266002611981246.post-43963808336844756762014-03-26T17:46:00.003-07:002014-03-26T17:46:46.614-07:00Bring the Funny Launches in April<p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEire_cdyLaY5GVJOzrzqP-jgAwuBpHmpl51z9EY2cK1E8b1hqeL4dfGMWy1KRzBqYIA8UF5xOvLdQyqhqWAHfYPC9TH7DmxNcMJ7KZTmdrvWGqogvUXRZuB3-z735gk73Ic1TbgFRPdbA/s640/blogger-image--910636657.jpg"><img alt="a collage of pictures of David August and Sean Michael Boozer on the set of Bring the Funny at YouTube Space LA" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEire_cdyLaY5GVJOzrzqP-jgAwuBpHmpl51z9EY2cK1E8b1hqeL4dfGMWy1KRzBqYIA8UF5xOvLdQyqhqWAHfYPC9TH7DmxNcMJ7KZTmdrvWGqogvUXRZuB3-z735gk73Ic1TbgFRPdbA/s640/blogger-image--910636657.jpg"/></a> <br/>Next month, <strong>Bring the Funny</strong>, which I act in and wrote, launches on <a href="http://www.youtube.com/WMMoriginals">We Make Movies YouTube channel</a>. We shot it at <a href="http://www.youtubespacela.com">YouTube Space <acronym title="Los Angeles">LA</acronym></a> and I got to perform with <a href="http://www.seanmichaelboozer.com/">Sean Michael Boozer</a> under <a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1157767/">Sam Mestman</a>'s direction and it was produced by <A href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0666934/">Nathan Paul</a> for <a href="http://wemakemovies.org/">We Make Movies</a>' Original Sketch Show.</p>David Augusthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17472574936046343447noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5831266002611981246.post-54125752847329632502014-03-03T17:08:00.001-08:002014-03-03T17:09:09.017-08:00Tunnel<br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRW4RhTBBbqjNPAff3x8l0B9dTXxJPEckFUq-ZSVrxRtIarKSO_7XW4-AMnv4uTJxWswoTIdWNYpncjSwAonaM5NygC4HQYHmBKzQOA3fu2313413Fw-ctXyl4S_BYfWMNZkYTAVz3_g/s640/blogger-image-843962788.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img width="500" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRW4RhTBBbqjNPAff3x8l0B9dTXxJPEckFUq-ZSVrxRtIarKSO_7XW4-AMnv4uTJxWswoTIdWNYpncjSwAonaM5NygC4HQYHmBKzQOA3fu2313413Fw-ctXyl4S_BYfWMNZkYTAVz3_g/s640/blogger-image-843962788.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I took this downtown today.</div>David Augusthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17472574936046343447noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5831266002611981246.post-22608315571060184202014-01-31T00:37:00.000-08:002014-01-31T00:37:34.333-08:00Loss<p>Loss <br/>
by David August, January, 31, 2014 <br/>
<br/>
My dear lost love, I miss your heart near me. <br/>
I'd love to dance with you and wish we could: <br/>
the simple warmth of your embrace is gone, <br/>
the flawless music of your voice has left. <br/>
<br/>
At night in dreams I sometimes see you still, <br/>
with joy that can't believe my perfect luck <br/>
to move and breathe and share myself with you; <br/>
a dance that lasts and moves while we are still. <br/>
<br/>
But then I wake, your void is all that's there. <br/>
Then empty tears conspire to close my eyes <br/>
and shut away a world that's lost in shade. <br/>
Without your touch I never like the day. <br/>
<br/>
Then memory just taunts me with what's gone <br/>
and makes me long for what can never be.</p>David Augusthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17472574936046343447noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5831266002611981246.post-25662657807501421542014-01-30T13:44:00.001-08:002014-01-30T13:44:33.032-08:00David August on January 30, 2014<br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlPQbrIPjy-Ey8S6y9ttVU0S2m3J7k8XhgF4whMiGdvEgNLK37LR5UQPpxqbtn0VQNich1RcAByeDbDHi8Ky1ffnpJtSv95u15Ub1ESAwducKgMg4AF8LGO8diPFRNyx1bEr5A98HemQ/s640/blogger-image--236251008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlPQbrIPjy-Ey8S6y9ttVU0S2m3J7k8XhgF4whMiGdvEgNLK37LR5UQPpxqbtn0VQNich1RcAByeDbDHi8Ky1ffnpJtSv95u15Ub1ESAwducKgMg4AF8LGO8diPFRNyx1bEr5A98HemQ/s640/blogger-image--236251008.jpg"></a></div>David Augusthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17472574936046343447noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5831266002611981246.post-56563598410165011892014-01-11T19:03:00.001-08:002014-01-11T19:04:25.779-08:00YouTube Space LA Night Panorama<br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh82ols-m6sJ9FxUf2F3qwGbijzeoEVvVqAodkdxPYwbmhj4vr-4vPbai5CDsPwYrHr574Ys3MXgQkXeAXglJlTdxDoJ7viXY1S6GcJUkQEPCsF97PFHnS0yh6dPLLQF0Ge6Ke_rF3Fvw/s640/blogger-image-226078786.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBVYSZqxPQgnzoB_awJu4nIukGtheJ-EY4Ynkjk-LcH854FPBmVbKTjF4aUg-kb7p2m9uQtvgcHQqIP5xYvnlCQaOh0Gu5q81iP7kaGbVhkvtoht0CtJUXTGDcp_ZuW-7yBC_v_RzkwA/s640/blogger-image-1402461612.jpg"></a></p>David Augusthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17472574936046343447noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5831266002611981246.post-6677471543951394842013-12-29T13:14:00.002-08:002013-12-29T21:49:37.620-08:00Lightning at Night Image<p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX-DDHUVATlOQx8EkDvTEPD7HPYLknMT_lEme_k6R7chSFj03Bm0PjfsE0BGeI6byQODny2WH3ZhCS00Tj8IEFsEQFx8YgBeztAoP4GS0aisRtc7c9l0LRPPO-WbNtjBfh38j8VvAadg/s1600/tumblr_mewl8xCzTt1rx0zn3o1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX-DDHUVATlOQx8EkDvTEPD7HPYLknMT_lEme_k6R7chSFj03Bm0PjfsE0BGeI6byQODny2WH3ZhCS00Tj8IEFsEQFx8YgBeztAoP4GS0aisRtc7c9l0LRPPO-WbNtjBfh38j8VvAadg/s1600/tumblr_mewl8xCzTt1rx0zn3o1_500.gif" /></a></p>David Augusthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17472574936046343447noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5831266002611981246.post-91037446296583015602013-12-25T17:25:00.001-08:002013-12-25T17:25:39.773-08:00Christmas Dolphins<br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMCzQPZKPaJWhRIqfnidExuzD7xF5azKnETBvef24uCcxoP9B27cQTP2hAacvFcMAjT4xE1uYSpkvLBMnHjrRKlGcoTZOd3HJvW9hQoYi4S2AEdXQ_3HKaTPeFBlnJ6rYh6P6BWP8-kg/s640/blogger-image--237165700.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMCzQPZKPaJWhRIqfnidExuzD7xF5azKnETBvef24uCcxoP9B27cQTP2hAacvFcMAjT4xE1uYSpkvLBMnHjrRKlGcoTZOd3HJvW9hQoYi4S2AEdXQ_3HKaTPeFBlnJ6rYh6P6BWP8-kg/s640/blogger-image--237165700.jpg"></a></div>David Augusthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17472574936046343447noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5831266002611981246.post-72030883654042785732013-12-16T21:36:00.000-08:002013-12-16T21:36:45.003-08:00Gravity Talk<p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj05cy4muFc9t6cNZq65Z7kpx_A_VqFbhsk1qv5CEcSN0ptx_r3YgO-GN2a5EQ5SctGD1szBQ5D78y9y-WshLkZNjsvaFjzaVnEYy9bwTaDeHMyXX46iUsFF2k0YBlMeILndOKG7aB-uA/s640/blogger-image--1188282777.jpg"><img width="500" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj05cy4muFc9t6cNZq65Z7kpx_A_VqFbhsk1qv5CEcSN0ptx_r3YgO-GN2a5EQ5SctGD1szBQ5D78y9y-WshLkZNjsvaFjzaVnEYy9bwTaDeHMyXX46iUsFF2k0YBlMeILndOKG7aB-uA/s640/blogger-image--1188282777.jpg"></a> <br>At the <acronym title="Directors Guild of America">DGA</acronym> watching Alfonso Cuarón, Emmanuel Lubezki, Andy Nicholson and Skip Lievsay talking about Gravity.</p>David Augusthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17472574936046343447noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5831266002611981246.post-41444375552454813012013-12-13T04:30:00.001-08:002013-12-13T04:30:27.989-08:00Paramount Lot Water Tower<br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBE8kfZ7gMDmlmtB98WY8QNlM2LdK-aq_9S3BMcJV2udnxpfFzfI9I_jL1mDSapFHLFf48CWN39zpZIWK3nV_dLHouU23ZhbD3CRsMt27zHP6rilsiJvywpXDA_AtHdSXK9V-sAKnUyQ/s640/blogger-image--305134700.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBE8kfZ7gMDmlmtB98WY8QNlM2LdK-aq_9S3BMcJV2udnxpfFzfI9I_jL1mDSapFHLFf48CWN39zpZIWK3nV_dLHouU23ZhbD3CRsMt27zHP6rilsiJvywpXDA_AtHdSXK9V-sAKnUyQ/s640/blogger-image--305134700.jpg"></a></div>David Augusthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17472574936046343447noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5831266002611981246.post-54316037722484820482013-12-08T23:25:00.002-08:002013-12-11T17:30:05.899-08:00Return to the Nazi Fortress in LA<p>The Backstory to the Mountain Compound: <br/>In 1933, records show that mining fortune heiress Jessie Murphy bought 55-acres in Rustic Canyon from Will Rogers. But the name Jessie Murphy is fictitious, it appears no where else in any records that match up. The Stephens are the couple that actually owned the Murphy Ranch. A man known only as Herr Schmidt, possibly a German spy, convinced Norman and Winona Stephens to spend $4 million 1930s dollars (more than $65 million today) to build the Murphy ranch. It was to be Hitler and the Third Reich's headquarters in America.</p> <p>The heavily guarded compound was designed to be self contained, said to include:</p> <ul><li>a 375,000 gallon spring-fed water tank</li> <li> a 20,000 gallon diesel fuel tank</li> <li> a diesel power plant with twin electrical generators that could power a small town</li> <li> a vegetable garden</li> <li> hills terraced for as many as 3,000 nut, citrus, fruit and olive trees with built-in irrigation</li> <li> livestock stables</li> <li> dairy and butchering facilities</li> <li> a meat locker</li> <li> a four story mansion with 22 bedrooms (which may or may not have actually been built)</li> <li> an incinerator</li> <li> a bomb shelter</li> <li> an electrified fence encircling the complex</li> <li> a rumored radio system that could send and received coded messages</li> <li> and there are rumors of underground tunnels.</li></ul> <p>The group that built it were members of the Silver Legion of America and were known as Silver Shirts. They intended to later add a swimming pool, several dining rooms, a gymnasium and five libraries, all funded by Germany.</p> <p>The Silver Shirts planned to seize control of the United States after Europe fell to the nazis; they imagined Europe's collapse would plunge the United States into chaos. In real history, the day after the attack on Pearl Harbor the FBI arrested the 40 to 50 Silver Shirts living at Murphy Ranch. With the exception of briefly being an artists colony, and even home to Henry Miller the novelist at one time, the compound has been abandoned ever since. In 2012 plans to bulldoze the ruins were made.</p> <p><a href="https://www.facebook.com/davidaugust/posts/10152072967399696">pictures from a trip there today</a> <br/><a href="http://blog.davidaugust.com/2011/05/on-roof-of-nazi-generator-building.html">pictures from an earlier visit</a></p>David Augusthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17472574936046343447noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5831266002611981246.post-58473916042999545842013-12-04T02:17:00.001-08:002013-12-04T02:18:36.263-08:00David August Before a Performance<br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMjG4pNpXkTiS2ogkt6ELs7K8lWMd703bjSjbp92Vav7HRMIoPV7ce5rDrW6_6MeMUHVwAlXELRYE9S403TgVr6nNwH0V3N5tt31oZKrn3wowZ6FDj04uVIsPIN0ER2F-QvZruwbIhEA/s640/blogger-image--1083180222.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMjG4pNpXkTiS2ogkt6ELs7K8lWMd703bjSjbp92Vav7HRMIoPV7ce5rDrW6_6MeMUHVwAlXELRYE9S403TgVr6nNwH0V3N5tt31oZKrn3wowZ6FDj04uVIsPIN0ER2F-QvZruwbIhEA/s640/blogger-image--1083180222.jpg"></a></div>David Augusthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17472574936046343447noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5831266002611981246.post-90316792552467983492013-12-01T19:10:00.001-08:002013-12-01T19:11:22.988-08:00My Love<p>My Love <br/>by David August <br/> <br/>I'd say I love you more than plants the sun <br/>or fish the sea and drowning men the land, <br/>but desperate need like that I need not have: <br/>I simply, clearly, truly, calmly love. <br/> <br/>My passion doesn't need a lack or pain; <br/>it's good and strong, dissolving every wrong. <br/>Unflinching, never needs to wage a war, <br/>unyielding, doesn't need to hesitate. <br/> <br/>No matter how you try to make my love <br/>a twisted wreck of studied loss, of waste, <br/>of sad and squandered opportunity <br/>it isn't yours to ruin. My love, for you. <br/> <br/>Denying refuge in your heart will not <br/>destroy my love, just make me wish it did. <br/><br/><span style="font-size:smaller;">originally written May 2010</span></p>David Augusthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17472574936046343447noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5831266002611981246.post-78544036712386481982013-11-26T19:32:00.001-08:002013-11-26T19:32:15.365-08:00Blocking Pencil<div>Sometimes I keep my pencil like this during blocking rehearsals. Leaves hands free.</div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCqYxLI965MiLJUy5-EejmvfVxB0ghLLHmH1UqAcm83BtBOYvQQg_X1yUCzMCxmO49c6r142W8NEd4PzKb1lCt32pf5KQdXyK4N_NGGggYdlpoHsm-D9PMDCx04KOjx2WFQeHNzJQU-Q/s640/blogger-image-1558446011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCqYxLI965MiLJUy5-EejmvfVxB0ghLLHmH1UqAcm83BtBOYvQQg_X1yUCzMCxmO49c6r142W8NEd4PzKb1lCt32pf5KQdXyK4N_NGGggYdlpoHsm-D9PMDCx04KOjx2WFQeHNzJQU-Q/s640/blogger-image-1558446011.jpg"></a></div>David Augusthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17472574936046343447noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5831266002611981246.post-81157002501760107392013-11-15T23:02:00.000-08:002013-11-15T23:02:20.617-08:00Happiness is Love<p>Not at all surprising, but nice to have science confirm.</p> <blockquote cite="George Vaillant">The seventy-five years and twenty million dollars expended on <a href="http://bit.ly/17YQXGX">the Grant Study</a> points to a straightforward five-word conclusion: Happiness is love. Full stop.</blockquote> <p>(from <cite><a href="http://www.feelguide.com/2013/04/29/75-years-in-th-making-harvard-just-released-its-epic-study-on-what-men-require-to-live-a-happy-life/">75 Years In The Making: Harvard Just Released Its Epic Study On What Men Need To Live A Happy Life</a></cite>).</p>David Augusthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17472574936046343447noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5831266002611981246.post-14034637434801144942013-11-13T20:41:00.001-08:002013-11-13T20:44:05.679-08:00Ben Stiller Speaking About The Secret Life of Walter Mitty<p>Watching @RedHourBen speaking about @WalterMitty at the Directors Guild of America theatre <br/><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkNGw1Y_NyZv_LtYKTHP6FqD4QXsWkgXeYZXNkVolkZ9BbepsJaDtisjrQPepEV6jnyAlRY8j2O3Duyt6ltdC_2Q74JyWEpIEC03M7Eb8Z7-1lkUlyAu3-OScYokIa_6rG16-VGkJxqw/s640/blogger-image--254643727.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img width="500" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkNGw1Y_NyZv_LtYKTHP6FqD4QXsWkgXeYZXNkVolkZ9BbepsJaDtisjrQPepEV6jnyAlRY8j2O3Duyt6ltdC_2Q74JyWEpIEC03M7Eb8Z7-1lkUlyAu3-OScYokIa_6rG16-VGkJxqw/s640/blogger-image--254643727.jpg"></a></p>David Augusthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17472574936046343447noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5831266002611981246.post-80448442150444873062013-11-05T11:39:00.001-08:002013-11-05T11:39:49.676-08:00Vista Through Trees<br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEkZGZtP0EfmxBxzBLAulQk8PYo3iTR_MfxrUvaf7DT1gWKzlPHYlmUoxdgFEoubfIiLfii8wQydwaTUk_fhtBPtQTZ3A4QRD8NcpieaedkkmCsFIMc-ZqDo-U0rM_QKBfgf3GWIWnRg/s640/blogger-image--365247965.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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