http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dUbzAIbGS04
This is a video testimony about the greed and avarice of Pride Mobility and how they harm disabled Americans.
I have tried calling, I was treated rudely and told lies. I have talked with 'Skip' (a Pride Technician) and he flat out told me; he was going to get PAID for coming out and taking pictures but there was "no way in HELL" I would get my Jazzy 600 repaired. Pride Mobility KNOWS that this particular part 'falls off easily' and they are USING disabled Americans to further their greed.
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I asked for help fixing a PLASTIC 'fender' attached to a steel frame via TWO small screws. The screws FAIL regulally and Pride makes money charging disabled Americans to PAY FOR THEIR MISTAKE!
Tuesday, December 4, 2012
Wednesday, October 31, 2012
‘The Story of Daniel’ Episode Six – Conclusion ‘Daniel the Freshman’ Finale
‘The Story of Daniel’
Episode Six – Conclusion
‘Daniel the Freshman’
Finale
I slept surprising well, the night before our Opening Night for ‘Sweet Charity’. I awoke, in the morning, feeling refreshed and ready for the day and the performance. I breezed through classes, and in-between classes the day seemed charged with invisible energy. I didn’t work, that day, so when I was finished with classes I went right over to the theater. I could check lights and maybe get some instruction on the make-up.
When I arrived, at the theater, Truman was there but no one else had arrived. I asked Truman about the make-up, and he walked me back to the boy’s dressing room. When he brought out the make-up he began apologizing. Not really to me, but more just in general;
“I found out, today, that all we have is grease paint make-up.”
He took out a tube that looked like a toothpaste tube on steroids. He took the top off, rubbed some on his hand and held it by my face.
“Well, you are not playing an Indian, tonight, so that is too dark!”
Followed by Truman’s deep trademark laugh.
“Let me get another.”
He dug around in, what appeared to be a fishing tackle box, and pulled out another steroid drugged tube. He squeezed some out on the other hand, and rubbed some on the other side of my face. I, so far, sat silent and apprehensive.
“That looks much better, turn around and look. What do you think?” Truman asks.
I turn towards the mirror, look at both cheeks, and say;
“The last one matches better, but I just don’t like the idea of wearing make-up, Truman. Is it something I have to do?”
Truman laughed under his breath, signs and says;
“Only if you want to be seen, Daniel.” …and continues
“That theater is a barn. If you don’t project, they will never hear you. If you don’t wear make-up, they will never see your face. You will have a flat face, and nobody will be able to see you act.”
Hum, OK, I hadn’t thought about it that way. I very much wanted everyone in the theater to see me, that is like the whole point… of acting… being seen!
“OK” I said. “I hadn’t really thought about it, like that, before.” Then, for some odd reason, I opened up to Truman and told him something I had never told a teacher or anyone outside my family.
“I mean, I get picked on enough, I just don’t want to get beat up for wearing make-up.”
There was a noticeable ‘catch’ in Truman’s breathing, yes he had heard me and understood. He just looked at me, with those huge deep eyes and said;
“Anyone that picks on you, or makes fun of you, for wearing make-up in a play is just stupid. Ignore them.”
He was right, I had heard similar from my father. Seems bullies just don’t mind being “stupid”.
Shortly after the last bell, everyone started showing up. There was great hustle and bustle, back stage, and there was an energy forming in that theater. As the afternoon wore into evening and curtain time drew closer, that energy became palatable. I wasn’t the only one that felt it, either. You could see the energy in most everyone’s eyes, and heard it in their voices. A mixture of anxiousness and glee that, I soon discovered, was intoxicating.
As people filed into the theater, I was taught some new lessons. First, never look out at the audience and be seen! That was poor form. Second, you never wish an actor before a performance “Good Luck”, it is “Good Show” or “Break-A-Leg”. Good luck resulted in bad luck. Last, and most important, be quite. When you are off stage (during a performance) you don’t make a sound. No talking, no “horse play”, this was serious business.
“Five minutes!’” We hear Truman say, back stage.
No one responds. Actually, for a second, I think everyone froze. Wherever we were, what ever we were doing, we froze. We were five minutes from the start of a show we had all worked on for months. We were in make-up (surprisingly, to some of us), in costume, we knew our lines, we knew our blocking and we knew our ques. This was no dress rehearsal; people had actually paid to see us perform. I wasn’t nervous, but my heart was sure getting loud in my chest.
I stepped outside the theater and into the hallway by the band hall. Just then Truman walked by, with the cast following him quietly.
“Follow us, Daniel.” Truman said, as he passed me. He had a smile on his face, that could have lit up the city of New York it was so bright. There was a bounce in his step, a smile on his face, and a power in his heart that (not known to me, yet) he was about to share with all of us. The entire cast was now in the band hall, and we were forming a circle holding hands. There was that darned electricity, again, it was thick with us all in the band hall. I swear I could feel my hair standing on end, like in a lightning storm. The rumbling of Truman’s voice interrupts my thoughts.
“We only have a couple of moments, but I wanted to call you all in here and share something with you.”
We were all feeling it, and small conversations broke out around the circle. Then Truman began, again;
“There is a tradition I learned, in theater. A tradition that teaches us that, tonight, we are unique. Tonight we are the best at this play in the entire world. We are unique in that no one else on the planet can do this play the way we do. And that uniqueness gives us magic. There is magic, in the theater. And the theater is magic.”
OK If there is a single person, in that room right then, that didn’t have goose bumps, and I would very much be surprised! We were all smiling so big, and so hard. I remember, going home later that night, my checks were so very sore. We stood in that circle, now, and repeated after Truman.
“There is magic, in the theater. And, the theater is magic!”
If we had all started lifting off the ground, at that moment, I honestly don’t think anyone would have been surprised. We, all, felt it now and a lot of us felt light headed. I know I did. We stopped chanting and threw our arms up together in one final “Magic!” Then, we orderly and quietly moved back into the theater and took our places.
“One minute, everyone, ONE MINUTE!” Truman’s voice rumbled backstage, yet not loud enough to be heard by the audience now being seated.
While everyone else was filing back into the theater, I ran as fast as I could to the water fountain by the choir room. I drank deep and long, I as 16 and I wasn’t about to have my voice break on my first line of my high school acting career. The water, well it didn’t want to stay. I dashed into the Boy’s bathroom. Urinal. Out.
As I am running (literally running from the glass double doors to the stage door downstage right of the theater) past the band hall, I hear the opening threads of the show! I have about, ten seconds to get in place, or I am going to miss my very first performance que! I pass the last doors into the theater, I can hear the orchestra clearly now, and whip a right into the doors of the backstage entrance.
I am so lucky, two people are standing at the doors holding them open talking. Now, they weren’t supposed to be doing that, but I was very happy. I darted into the double doors, jumped up the stairs onto the stage. Now, I move briskly but quietly into place downstage right, where the apron meets the curtain. As I step into place, I hear it.
My que! Dawn is arguing with the man she is with, and she gets pushed into a (fake) lake. I jump out onto a bench onstage and say;
“There’s a girl down in the lake, I think she is drowning”
I turn out towards the audience, as I point into the orchestra pit, and I hear the audience laughing. Laughing loudly… Laughing loudly for a long time, and no one is speaking. Everything starts slowing down, now, in my memory and in that moment. The theater is cold, just like ‘Docs’ classroom, it is cold in the theater and it is cold on stage.
Suddenly, I feel… a breeze. Yeah, let’s say a breeze. I feel coolness where, it shouldn’t be. I feel a breeze and my pants are getting cold. I look down. Now, remember, this is my very first line in front of a paying audience.
And I look down, at my fly. And, my fly. Is down. I don’t panic, that’s the rule. So, I look back up, at the audience. I look down at my fly, and I pull it up. I look back up, at the audience, and give them a sheepish grin and shrug my shoulders. Then I turn, back upstage, to the student with the next line. Not missing a beat, budump-bump.
He didn’t have a chance, the boy with the next line, because the audience came unglued. I just stood there, looking upstage left, holding my breath. They laughed so hard, and for so long, and we all just stood there and waited. Dawn was in the pit, and she was smiling at me… really smiling. The boy, on stage, who had the next line was just standing there, smiling. And the audience laughed and clapped.
Shortly, it died down, and the play went on. As soon as the curtain went down on that scene, I was mobbed back stage. I had created quite a stir, going on stage with my fly down and then pulling it up in front of the audience. I was, now, the ‘Bad Boy’ of the play. The attention died quickly; as each person was called on to perform. That night, a hand full of people changed. They touched another reality, one they helped create. The show went without a single hitch, beyond my ‘Wardrobe Malfunction’.
That night, there were ‘Notes’. We didn’t often get ‘Notes’ after a performance, but tonight we were getting notes. I was sweating bullets. I mean, really, I walked out on stage with my fly down. Would I even have a role in the play, after tonight?
We gathered on the apron and the first two rows of seats. A lot of people were pointing at me, and laughing. I would have been embarrassed, but it was just too funny to me. Truman and Doc came down, and sat in the first row.
The first comments were from Doc, for Dawn, something about staging for getting out of the pit in act one. Then Truman had some notes, for people not projecting well enough. There was snickering at each pause, and these two guys just kept looking at me and laughing. Then it was time for Truman’s notes.
“Daniel, in act one scene one, you had a problem with your fly?”
It was like someone uncorked a juvenile genie and the laughter just came pouring out. Now everyone is laughing and going
“Way to go, Daniel!”
I look over, and see that Doc and Truman are laughing, too. I am not bothered; don’t get me wrong, strangely I am not that embarrassed. The laughter is dying down, when Truman speaks.
“Doc and I agreed, keep it. Keep the bit with the zipper.”
The cast just breaks into uproarious laughter and kudos. I get slapped on the back enumerable times, and that night, my very first performance? Is a cameo performance. Then Doc spoke to me;
“I remember I told you to speak up and make an impression. I guess that Daniel is listening to my notes.”
Another wave of laughter passes over the cast. A huge weight lifts from my shoulders, and I could feel from the cast, too. I don’t think anyone in the cast wanted me to get into trouble, for my wardrobe problem, they just wanted to laugh about it and share in some of the fun. I am relieved by how Truman and Doc reacted. Honestly, I’m not really surprised, it was a mistake, right?
I had ‘Doc’ ask me that very question, later that year. I’ll tell you what I told Doc. “I’m not saying, I don’t want to get into trouble.” Doc laughed.
This brings us to the end of this episode ‘Daniel the Freshman’.
Be sure to come back on Wednesday for the next Episode of ‘The Story of Daniel’.
Thank you, for your kindness and support.
Saturday, October 20, 2012
Wednesday, October 17, 2012
Trouble In Paradise
It has been far too long since I have posted, and I owe you all an explanation. Since July 13 I have been running a funding campaign, to help me get a Power Chair, at Indiegogo. I use this blog to share stories from my past, articles about the Curiosity mission on Mars, political articles and recipes. I have been using Facebook and my 100 ‘Friends’ to promote this blog, and by extension the Power Chair campaign. That was, until October 12th.
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This Friday was the end of a very frustrating and exhausting week. I expressed myself via a piece named ‘And The Worm Turns’. I went onto Facebook to promote this new article, like I have on a regular basis for two years, and Facebook will not allow me to post links to this blog. I try a different computer. I try my HTC EVO 4G. I post what has happened on Facebook. I plunge headlong into a deep depression. The Other Shoe IS me. This blog is how I self identify. I am too disabled to do anything else, and there are people that like what I write… I think there are… Otherwise this is one trippy monologue!
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I eventually call an 800 number for Facebook technical support, in India. They were quite polite and informed me “one or more of your friends reported your blog as being spammy...” as why I am not allowed to promote this blog anymore. If I cannot promote my blog via social networking, well I just don’t understand how that would work. I have a good friend, he is a very good friend. He has told me not to talk about this, that it just makes the person/people that have done this feel good. Honestly, if doing this to me… in my condition… makes you feel good… You are without hope. Nothing I do or don’t do is going to make a difference to a person that would take away… One sick puppy.
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Dear readers; I so fricking cherish you. I really am trying to get back to writing. Don’t think I don’t remember where we left off in ‘The Story of Daniel’. We are all about to spend the night in Pearland Funeral Home. It was to be a great story for Halloween, which is why I was writing this episode now… until. So, Dear Readers, I am reaching out to you.
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What should I DO? I have the ‘Other’ The Other Shoe over @ Word Press. It doesn’t look as nice. The library of articles is only 40, I have 127 here and it doesn’t post as nice to Facebook. Also? What if the putz, that kicked a disabled guy to begin with, just reports the SECOND The Other Shoe that seems kind of futile?
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So, any thoughts… PLEASE add a comment… message me on Facebook… send a pigeon, anything. I really want to continue because I really enjoy telling you stories and showing you Mars, and sharing my recipes… I LIKE that.
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Seven days left to Daniel’s Moving Assistance Fund, Please give?
Thanks.
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Daniel's Moving Assistance Fund[/caption]
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This Friday was the end of a very frustrating and exhausting week. I expressed myself via a piece named ‘And The Worm Turns’. I went onto Facebook to promote this new article, like I have on a regular basis for two years, and Facebook will not allow me to post links to this blog. I try a different computer. I try my HTC EVO 4G. I post what has happened on Facebook. I plunge headlong into a deep depression. The Other Shoe IS me. This blog is how I self identify. I am too disabled to do anything else, and there are people that like what I write… I think there are… Otherwise this is one trippy monologue!
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I eventually call an 800 number for Facebook technical support, in India. They were quite polite and informed me “one or more of your friends reported your blog as being spammy...” as why I am not allowed to promote this blog anymore. If I cannot promote my blog via social networking, well I just don’t understand how that would work. I have a good friend, he is a very good friend. He has told me not to talk about this, that it just makes the person/people that have done this feel good. Honestly, if doing this to me… in my condition… makes you feel good… You are without hope. Nothing I do or don’t do is going to make a difference to a person that would take away… One sick puppy.
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Dear readers; I so fricking cherish you. I really am trying to get back to writing. Don’t think I don’t remember where we left off in ‘The Story of Daniel’. We are all about to spend the night in Pearland Funeral Home. It was to be a great story for Halloween, which is why I was writing this episode now… until. So, Dear Readers, I am reaching out to you.
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What should I DO? I have the ‘Other’ The Other Shoe over @ Word Press. It doesn’t look as nice. The library of articles is only 40, I have 127 here and it doesn’t post as nice to Facebook. Also? What if the putz, that kicked a disabled guy to begin with, just reports the SECOND The Other Shoe that seems kind of futile?
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So, any thoughts… PLEASE add a comment… message me on Facebook… send a pigeon, anything. I really want to continue because I really enjoy telling you stories and showing you Mars, and sharing my recipes… I LIKE that.
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Seven days left to Daniel’s Moving Assistance Fund, Please give?
Thanks.
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Daniel's Moving Assistance Fund[/caption]
Friday, October 12, 2012
And The Worm TURNS!
You would think I would be happy... fracking flipping fantastically happy! You wouldn't think I was sitting here, alone, crying in the dark. You wouldn't think that my phone was playing REM and Bruce all day... but it was. You seriously Wouldn't think that tears were rolling down my cheeks as I write this, but they are and I am. The slim moments of relief, from having pushed a huge fucking bolder up a hill, every single day, for three months. I was convinced at times, that the pain I felt when people I loved promised to help, yet walked away with back turned without giving a care.
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This is a shot of Darrell and Danny in about 1966. We visited Galveston via the old ferry, that day and had steak that night. It was a great day.[/caption]
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I thought that pain would kill me, until today. Today the momentary relief was replaced with a greater sense of loss than any I have ever known. Than I have ever known... I awoke to a world of terror and pain... twice now, in this life... alone both times.... Now, a new fresh hell has throw itself at my feet and dared me to pass. I just wanted to relax, I just wanted some measure of peace... it was not meant to be. In the growing lonelyness that comes with each dusk, I found my new fear, at the foot of my bed, just waiting there with baited breath. A terror, a fear, that has gripped my very soul.
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Danny and Darrell in 1959, I am the Blonde Driving[/caption]
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All this time... all these days without rest and nights without sleep... all this... writing. Oh, Jesus people, do you have any idea... do you have any clue what it is like? What it is like to RELIVE THOSE TIMES? Between 1971 and 1977 I tried to kill myself three times. You didn't know about that, did you... Bobby... Russell... Joe. You all knew 'Dan' so well... Reeaallly? Seriously? You knew me? You knew the pain it was to come from a broken family? You knew the pain of a brother, back from Vietnam... but broken? You know this pain?
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...going back... You asked me to go back... I barely made it out, the first time. But, hey, let's go back to Pearland! ROFLMAO The daily bullies, the bus rides from hell, the humiliation and rejection... isn't that what every America wants.? To live, then retell? Before I started, before I sat before these keyboards and opened these flood gates? There was a dark hole, over my shoulder, looking back. I was comfortable, with what was there, just as long as it stayed there! Now, I have willingly walked into it's trap.
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Darrell and Kenny Ray Playing on the Old Buick[/caption]
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I almost made it, too. I almost made it through the insane torture that was my freshman year. I made it through the theatrical debacle that was 'Bye Bye Birdie' (great memories there... some damn fine young men I had the great pleasure to work with... damn fine men... Leo...) Then it came to.... Doc leaving my side. Than is when the darkness enveloped me, all around. Nobody else sees it, nobody else knows its there, but it is. It reaches out from inside me, where it has been lying quietly for years and years. Hell, even a blow from a falling (not flying) typewriter couldn't keep me from this destiny.
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I was only 16 years old, and I was loosing my second father in as many years. Not only that? I was asked... asked because... I didn't write it there... I did not want anyone to know... the shame. Doc had written and asked... Doc had made this last request... in the moments before he died, he asked. He reached out, from nearest the grave, and made a request. A request of repose. And in his last breath, he asked that these two... these two young men, take a night out of their lives... and to sit in repose. And they said "No thanks..."
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Danny in 1963[/caption]
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NO THANKS?!! This man, he gave you a life worth living! He gave, of himself, every single day... and yet from some dark place... some place of arrogant entitlement... and you say "No thanks" to THIS MAN!?! They had no problem eating his food... riding or driving his car... they had no problem taking his money and time... but, in the end, they had no time, for Doc. No time for Doc... the man who always had time for us! It burns inside me to this day, yet my tongue I will hold.
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The next day, at the funeral they were seen. Long after that night's vigil was done, the duty of honor discharged by another, you both did show you faces. I saw them, there. Only from a distance, could I see, but you both were there... smiling and chumming, as though nothing was wrong.
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I made it to that point... that really is, pretty far. If only you knew, just how the beatings made the days pass so slowly. Yet, I went back. Back into that darkness, behind me, just for your support. I had my back to a wall, you knew that, right? I had just spent eight months of time, days of appointments and doctors and examinations.
"Just one more poke, right here... Just one more measurement and twist and turn... just one more humiliation at our hands, and you will be done..."
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For month after month I endured and kept calmly quiet. All along, I knew. I knew that I was too poor. I knew that I no longer made the rich, richer, as i did before. I knew that another hand, theirs, had left mine... as well. I know that I stand alone.
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So, back into the darkness I must go. To pull fairy dust from bones. Again, why is it me?
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[caption id="attachment_231" align="aligncenter" width="300"]
This is a shot of Darrell and Danny in about 1966. We visited Galveston via the old ferry, that day and had steak that night. It was a great day.[/caption](When... Why, did your hand leave mine?)
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I thought that pain would kill me, until today. Today the momentary relief was replaced with a greater sense of loss than any I have ever known. Than I have ever known... I awoke to a world of terror and pain... twice now, in this life... alone both times.... Now, a new fresh hell has throw itself at my feet and dared me to pass. I just wanted to relax, I just wanted some measure of peace... it was not meant to be. In the growing lonelyness that comes with each dusk, I found my new fear, at the foot of my bed, just waiting there with baited breath. A terror, a fear, that has gripped my very soul.
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[caption id="attachment_184" align="aligncenter" width="300"]
Danny and Darrell in 1959, I am the Blonde Driving[/caption](I used to look over my shoulder, and you were right there...)
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All this time... all these days without rest and nights without sleep... all this... writing. Oh, Jesus people, do you have any idea... do you have any clue what it is like? What it is like to RELIVE THOSE TIMES? Between 1971 and 1977 I tried to kill myself three times. You didn't know about that, did you... Bobby... Russell... Joe. You all knew 'Dan' so well... Reeaallly? Seriously? You knew me? You knew the pain it was to come from a broken family? You knew the pain of a brother, back from Vietnam... but broken? You know this pain?
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(Danny, Ken and Darrell... His Three Sons)
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...going back... You asked me to go back... I barely made it out, the first time. But, hey, let's go back to Pearland! ROFLMAO The daily bullies, the bus rides from hell, the humiliation and rejection... isn't that what every America wants.? To live, then retell? Before I started, before I sat before these keyboards and opened these flood gates? There was a dark hole, over my shoulder, looking back. I was comfortable, with what was there, just as long as it stayed there! Now, I have willingly walked into it's trap.
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[caption id="attachment_183" align="aligncenter" width="280"]
Darrell and Kenny Ray Playing on the Old Buick[/caption]
(What... what did I do to drive you all away?)
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I almost made it, too. I almost made it through the insane torture that was my freshman year. I made it through the theatrical debacle that was 'Bye Bye Birdie' (great memories there... some damn fine young men I had the great pleasure to work with... damn fine men... Leo...) Then it came to.... Doc leaving my side. Than is when the darkness enveloped me, all around. Nobody else sees it, nobody else knows its there, but it is. It reaches out from inside me, where it has been lying quietly for years and years. Hell, even a blow from a falling (not flying) typewriter couldn't keep me from this destiny.
.
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I was only 16 years old, and I was loosing my second father in as many years. Not only that? I was asked... asked because... I didn't write it there... I did not want anyone to know... the shame. Doc had written and asked... Doc had made this last request... in the moments before he died, he asked. He reached out, from nearest the grave, and made a request. A request of repose. And in his last breath, he asked that these two... these two young men, take a night out of their lives... and to sit in repose. And they said "No thanks..."
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[caption id="attachment_187" align="aligncenter" width="286"]
Danny in 1963[/caption].
NO THANKS?!! This man, he gave you a life worth living! He gave, of himself, every single day... and yet from some dark place... some place of arrogant entitlement... and you say "No thanks" to THIS MAN!?! They had no problem eating his food... riding or driving his car... they had no problem taking his money and time... but, in the end, they had no time, for Doc. No time for Doc... the man who always had time for us! It burns inside me to this day, yet my tongue I will hold.
.
The next day, at the funeral they were seen. Long after that night's vigil was done, the duty of honor discharged by another, you both did show you faces. I saw them, there. Only from a distance, could I see, but you both were there... smiling and chumming, as though nothing was wrong.
.
I made it to that point... that really is, pretty far. If only you knew, just how the beatings made the days pass so slowly. Yet, I went back. Back into that darkness, behind me, just for your support. I had my back to a wall, you knew that, right? I had just spent eight months of time, days of appointments and doctors and examinations.
"Just one more poke, right here... Just one more measurement and twist and turn... just one more humiliation at our hands, and you will be done..."
.
For month after month I endured and kept calmly quiet. All along, I knew. I knew that I was too poor. I knew that I no longer made the rich, richer, as i did before. I knew that another hand, theirs, had left mine... as well. I know that I stand alone.
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So, back into the darkness I must go. To pull fairy dust from bones. Again, why is it me?
Wednesday, October 10, 2012
Daniel's Angels Addendum II
Daniel’s Angels Addendum
Once, every so often things happen (good things) in, like, a row. Today, that is happening. Oui, I don’t want to, like, move… and mess this up. However, I Have To Work and bring to you, my Dear Readers, this next Daniel’s Angel!
Jason Kleppinger Atlantic, Iowa
“Thanks, Jason!”
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SO… WHO IS NEXT?!?!? I am going to be up for the next SIX HOURS… How many names can I make Angels?
Will it be YOURS?
Thanks!
[caption id="" align="aligncenter" width="220"] Daniel's Moving Assistance Fund[/caption]
Once, every so often things happen (good things) in, like, a row. Today, that is happening. Oui, I don’t want to, like, move… and mess this up. However, I Have To Work and bring to you, my Dear Readers, this next Daniel’s Angel!
Jason Kleppinger Atlantic, Iowa
“Thanks, Jason!”
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SO… WHO IS NEXT?!?!? I am going to be up for the next SIX HOURS… How many names can I make Angels?
Will it be YOURS?
Thanks!
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Daniel's Moving Assistance Fund[/caption]
Daniel's Angels
Daniel’s Angels
Today I was the recipient of two extremely generous contributions. The first, took us to within striking distance of $6,000.00.
Then, I put out a ‘call’, via Facebook, for someone to make the fateful contribution to take us over this final goal in the last hours of this campaign.
Great for me, they have picked the ‘All Around Shout-Out’ and here I am to honor said Shout-Out!
Kathye Warfield Rogers (Pearland, Texas)
Greg Warfield (Pearland, Texas)
KUDOS! And, “Thank You” for your generosity and kindness. There are few hours left, to the Power Chair Campaign so, get YOUR ‘Shout-Out’, too!
Thanks!
[caption id="" align="aligncenter" width="220"] Daniel's Moving Assistance Fund[/caption]
Today I was the recipient of two extremely generous contributions. The first, took us to within striking distance of $6,000.00.
Then, I put out a ‘call’, via Facebook, for someone to make the fateful contribution to take us over this final goal in the last hours of this campaign.
Great for me, they have picked the ‘All Around Shout-Out’ and here I am to honor said Shout-Out!
Kathye Warfield Rogers (Pearland, Texas)
Greg Warfield (Pearland, Texas)
KUDOS! And, “Thank You” for your generosity and kindness. There are few hours left, to the Power Chair Campaign so, get YOUR ‘Shout-Out’, too!
Thanks!
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Daniel's Moving Assistance Fund[/caption]
Saturday, September 29, 2012
Power Chair Update - I Wrote President Obama and He Helped!
I Wrote President Obama and He Helped!
This week was a terrible week for my funding campaigns, but I did have closure with the letter I wrote the President. If you didn’t read about it, before, I wrote President Obama about the difficulties I was having with ‘Medicare Authorized Vendors’ in my area that supply ‘power chairs’. Both told me,, that I qualified for the benefit, that I was disabled enough for the benefit and that they really wanted to sell me a power chair. However, (and both said the exact same thing)
“It is your doctor’s fault; he is not providing the documentation we need… (for an audit!)…”
[As I explained to President Obama, these Vendors are using the AUDIT standard for procurement. It is NOT how Medicare designed the benefit, but these vendors are using the two standards (Purchase and Audit) to weed out Medicare beneficiaries]
Therefore, I am revisiting this issue because there has been movement since I wrote last. Yes, since my last campaign update I have seen ‘the ball move’ on my power chair benefit from Medicare and I simply must tell you all about it… ;)
This first image is the first page of the letter I sent to President Obama. Now, for all my detractors; I was writing this letter to illicit a response, to get a reaction, to get assistance and one simply must garner ‘mutual respect and admiration’ (in a letter) to gain the type of answer I wanted, and eventually received. Go ahead, take a read… I will just wait here…
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Page One of My Letter To President Obama. In this letter I tried to ask for assistance, from President Obama, in getting the power chair my doctor prescribed and my neurologist and neurosurgeon BOTH told me will keep me from paraplegia or death.[/caption].
This first page is introductory in nature. I have written the President, before, so I was introducing my situation and building ‘mutual respect and admiration’. The last paragraph begins the chronology of my disease… actually, just the past few years of the disease. I wish he could read Daniel's Disability and How it All Began then President Obama would have a very good idea of exactly how long I have fought this disability. He would also have a very good idea of how hard I have fought to get every treatment I have received. Now, I am in desperate need for a power chair and to be able to use the power chair in my day-to-day life.
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The second page of the letter covers all the bases. I finish my explanation of my condition and medical necessity for the power chair. I elaborate on the roadblocks I have encountered, with my doctor, to getting the mobility device approved and delivered to me. Let me take a moment to make an aside: Dr. Laurence Gorlick of Pro Health Partners @ Los Alamitos Medical Center is the single most; professional, proficient, detailed oriented, physician I have ever met in my entire life… and I had Liz Taylor’s neurosurgeon (before I was fired… for doing my job… and lost everything).
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Page Two of My Letter to President Obama[/caption].
This is the final page; I include the URL for my Power Chair Campaign my email address and a closing salutation.
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Page Three of My Letter to President Obama[/caption].
Finally, for the letter part, here is the ‘Return Receipt’ card signed for by ‘The White House’ received on July 25th, 2012. Kind of make note of that day, it is kind of important, later.
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Return Recpt Card from THE WHITE HOUSE[/caption].
Now, for the update! Yesterday, September 27th, I received a call from a representative from Health and Human Services Overseeing Medicare. (This would be the Cabinet Office of President Obama that oversees Medicare) The woman that called me; had already read my whole three page letter, had looked up my file and familiarized herself with everything I have been through since May 2003, and really was prepared to help me any way she could help.
She couldn’t understand why the two companies had refused my a power chair, when I (and my doctor) had demonstrated a genuine medical need to both Medicare providers. An investigation, of these two Medicare Vendors, has been started and they will be questioned on their handling of my claim. They are going to research and see if there is any way that they can override the process, with one of the providers, and get me the power chair (Hi, this is _____ from Health and Human Services… yes, it seems you gave the shaft to this client… well, we can pull all your Medicare authorizations for the past twenty years… or, yes… as a matter of fact Mr. Hanning does STILL need a power chair…) Only in my dreams.
So, I have ran the Daniel’s Power Chair Assistance Fund, for the past two months, in an effort to raise the money for a power chair (configured the way I need it) and the money to move to a place where I can use the power chair by myself. I currently live in a building, on the second floor, that has no elevator. It is also full to the brim, now, with drug dealers and drug addicts. In just the past two, out of eight I have been here, there have been two shootings (resulting in deaths) and one riot.
I am desperate to not be alone in this building, riding my power chair. I, at first, just tried to expand the first campaign (Daniel’s Power Chair Assistance Fund) but people did not give any more than $600 over the original goal. I understand, you see the green line all the way over, and there really is no need “he met his goal!”. I thought about it the other way, the ‘bus lady’ way… she started her campaign (that we all saw on Nightly News) @ $5,000 for a nice vacation. She ended up, after 90 days, with $680,000.00 and a new car, and a new home and retirement paid for… in full.
I never expected that from either of my Indiegogo campaigns, never in a million years.
However, I had hoped to meet the goals of both campaigns. I am going to keep working as hard as my disability will allow to provide; stories, and entertainment, and information and recipes to give you motivation to help me, help myself.
Thank you, for your generosity and kindness in this, my time of need!
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Daniel's Moving Assistance Fund[/caption]
Daniel's White Chocolate Chip Macadamia Nut Cookie
This recipe is going to be a little different from your mass produced recipe. I ask you to go through steps, you might not be familiar with, and to use ingredients that you might not be familiar with, either. The cookie recipes I am going to share, I liberated from The Broadmoor Hotel back in 198?. They made incredible cookies, back then, and I figured I was just helping to preserve the recipes!
Today’s recipe is one of my favorite to make, and eat. When made ‘just right’ they taste of vanilla ice cream and have a crunchy caramelized sugar bottom. Disclaimer: I assume no responsibility for any weight gain or health problems associated with/from eating these cookies. ;)
First, let’s preheat the oven to 350 degrees. Line cookie sheets with parchment paper and set aside. Get these ingredients together and set aside; dry and wet:
v Dry Ingredients-
v Wet Ingredients-
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Macadamia-Nut-White-Chocolate-Chip-Cookies: Note the dark brown edges and the golden brown cookie. These are cooked to perfection and will be crunchy on the bottom and soft in the center.. and taste like Vanilla Ice Cream![/caption]
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Now the first thing is to make sure you have ALL the ingredients together before starting. This cookie batter really depends on timing, if something sits too long the dough can stiffen and result in a brittle cookie instead of a soft cookie.
Take all the dry ingredients and put together in a mixing bowel or sifting colander. (I use the sifter, I find cookies are more consistent and uniform in taste, size, shape and quality when I use a sifter and wheat gluten) Put in flour, salt, gluten, baking soda, baking powder, and cinnamon, in a sifter and shake/agitate. Set aside some place cool and dry.
Now mix the butter (or Crisco/water) and sugars together. As you mix these two slowly mix in the egg. Fluff this compound with a hand beater or egg wisk. You want an airy light mixture. Fold in the vanilla and molasses and quickly take the dry ingredients mixture and fold that into the wet ingredients.
Folding the dry to wet ingredients you will come to a point where the texture is ‘cornbread’ this is when you want to fold in the Macadamia nuts and then the white chocolate chips. Thoroughly mix this but try to fold, not mix, to keep the air in the dough.
Place one tablespoon of the cookie dough on the parchment paper placing each two inches apart. (this should give you two cookies beside each other and three or four rows).
Bake for 8-12 minutes until the cookie is golden brown and the edges are slightly brown. This will ensure that the sugar/molasses caramelizes on the bottom and makes a sweet crunchy crust on the bottom of the cookie. Should make about three dozen cookies. Enjoy!
Thank you for your generoisty and kindness in this my time of need.
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[caption id="" align="aligncenter" width="220"] Daniel's Moving Assistance Fund[/caption]
Today’s recipe is one of my favorite to make, and eat. When made ‘just right’ they taste of vanilla ice cream and have a crunchy caramelized sugar bottom. Disclaimer: I assume no responsibility for any weight gain or health problems associated with/from eating these cookies. ;)
First, let’s preheat the oven to 350 degrees. Line cookie sheets with parchment paper and set aside. Get these ingredients together and set aside; dry and wet:
v Dry Ingredients-
- 1 2/3 cup all-purpose flour (If you like a more ‘cake-like’ cookie you can use bread flour instead)
- ¾ teaspoon baking powder
- ½ teaspoon baking soda
- 1 teaspoon cinnamon
- ½ teaspoon salt
- ½ cup granulated sugar
- ¾ cup light brown sugar
- 1 tablespoon wheat gluten
- 2 cups (12 oz package) Nestle Premier White Chocolate Morsels
- ¾ cup chopped Macadamia nuts (coarse not fine)
v Wet Ingredients-
- ¾ cup butter (1 ½ sticks) OR 3/4 cup Crisco Butter Flavored Baking Sticks + 2 tablespoons of bottled water
- 2 teaspoons Vanilla Extract (Pure Vanilla Extract not Imitation)
- One Tablespoon Molasses (Non-Sulfured/Sweet)
- 1 Large Egg (or two egg whites for low cholesterol ) - For Cake-Like cookies use Two Eggs or one whole egg and one egg white (low cholesterol) add 1 tablespoon gluten to balance cookie.
- One-teaspoon cool water (refrigerated bottled water is best)
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[caption id="attachment_410" align="aligncenter" width="300"]
Macadamia-Nut-White-Chocolate-Chip-Cookies: Note the dark brown edges and the golden brown cookie. These are cooked to perfection and will be crunchy on the bottom and soft in the center.. and taste like Vanilla Ice Cream![/caption].
Now the first thing is to make sure you have ALL the ingredients together before starting. This cookie batter really depends on timing, if something sits too long the dough can stiffen and result in a brittle cookie instead of a soft cookie.
Take all the dry ingredients and put together in a mixing bowel or sifting colander. (I use the sifter, I find cookies are more consistent and uniform in taste, size, shape and quality when I use a sifter and wheat gluten) Put in flour, salt, gluten, baking soda, baking powder, and cinnamon, in a sifter and shake/agitate. Set aside some place cool and dry.
Now mix the butter (or Crisco/water) and sugars together. As you mix these two slowly mix in the egg. Fluff this compound with a hand beater or egg wisk. You want an airy light mixture. Fold in the vanilla and molasses and quickly take the dry ingredients mixture and fold that into the wet ingredients.
Folding the dry to wet ingredients you will come to a point where the texture is ‘cornbread’ this is when you want to fold in the Macadamia nuts and then the white chocolate chips. Thoroughly mix this but try to fold, not mix, to keep the air in the dough.
Place one tablespoon of the cookie dough on the parchment paper placing each two inches apart. (this should give you two cookies beside each other and three or four rows).
Bake for 8-12 minutes until the cookie is golden brown and the edges are slightly brown. This will ensure that the sugar/molasses caramelizes on the bottom and makes a sweet crunchy crust on the bottom of the cookie. Should make about three dozen cookies. Enjoy!
Thank you for your generoisty and kindness in this my time of need.
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Daniel's Moving Assistance Fund[/caption]
Friday, September 28, 2012
The Mars Report - September 28, 2012
Welcome back, my dear readers! I have a simply astounding The Mars Report for you, today. However, first, a little science. Now, you know that one of the major reasons that America is going to Mars is to find signs of life, right? Well, the first sign of life is find if there was/is water on Mars. This week NASA/JPL has found evidence of flowing water on Mars, and I am going to show you images of the proof.
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That takes us to our first image of the day, an ancient streambed, found by Curiosity, on the Martian surface. Below is a picture of a rock outcrop in an area named, by NASA/JPL, as "Hottah" after Hottah Lake in Canada's Northwest Territories. What you are seeing, in this image, is actually exposed bedrock. Yes, it kind of looks like broken sidewalk, but this is called a sedimentary conglomerate. It is broken bedrock mixed with other sedimentary deposits left ages ago.
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Curiosity rover found evidence for an ancient, flowing stream on Mars at a few sites, including the rock outcrop pictured here, which the science team has named "Hottah" after Hottah Lake in Canada's Northwest Territories. It may look like a broken sidewalk, but this geological feature on Mars is actually exposed bedrock made up of smaller fragments cemented together, or what geologists call a sedimentary conglomerate.[/caption]
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This image from NASA's Curiosity Rover shows a high-resolution view of an area that is known as Goulburn Scour, a set of rocks blasted by the engines of Curiosity's descent stage on Mars. It shows a section from a mosaic of a pair of images obtained by Curiosity's 100-millimeter Mast Camera, with three times higher resolution than previously released. Details of the layer of pebbles can be seen in the close-up.[/caption]
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The next set of images compares high definition images of Martian sedimentary soil to Earth sedimentary soil. Now, this gets a little scientific here, so I am going to quote what NASA/JPL has written;
“This set of images compares the Link outcrop of rocks on Mars (left) with similar rocks seen on Earth (right). The image of Link, obtained by NASA's Curiosity rover, shows rounded gravel fragments, or clasts, up to a couple inches (few centimeters), within the rock outcrop. Erosion of the outcrop results in gravel clasts that fall onto the ground, creating the gravel pile at left. The outcrop characteristics are consistent with a sedimentary conglomerate, or a rock that was formed by the deposition of water and is composed of many smaller rounded rocks cemented together. A typical Earth example of sedimentary conglomerate formed of gravel fragments in a stream is shown on the right.
An annotated version of the image highlights a piece of gravel that is about 0.4 inches (1 centimeter) across. It was selected as an example of coarse size and rounded shape. Rounded grains (of any size) occur by abrasion in sediment transport, by wind or water, when the grains bounce against each other. Gravel fragments are too large to be transported by wind. At this size, scientists know the rounding occurred in water transport in a stream.”
So, if I am reading this correctly, the images we are seeing from Curiosity on Mars are showing geological formations that are similar to those found on Earth. That through these images, and the comparison to Earth images, we can conclude that the same geologic forces present on Earth were (at some time) present on Mars. Hence, there was flowing water on Mars, at least right here.
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This set of images compares the Link outcrop of rocks on Mars (left) with similar rocks seen on Earth (right). The image of Link, obtained by NASA's Curiosity rover, shows rounded gravel fragments, or clasts, up to a couple inches (few centimeters), within the rock outcrop[/caption]
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In yet another first on Mars (and for us) our next image is a shot of the robotic arms making contact with a Martian rock for the very first time. One might think that this is an easy task. Anyone that has ever controlled a remote controlled plane or other device might think now big deal.However, keep in mind in this situation you only get one chance. As well, there is a seven minute delay for every action you take. In gaming, we call it lag and it can mean (in gaming) the difference between life and death. However, imagine that you are playing a game at home, and each time you moved your cursor or joystick you had to wait seven minutes before the action reached your television! Now you have an idea of how hard it is, to lock a robotic arm to a rock, safely.
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This image shows the robotic arm of NASA's Mars rover Curiosity with the first rock touched by an instrument on the arm. The rover's right Navigation Camera (Navcam) took this image during the 46th Martian day, or sol, of the mission (Sept. 22, 2012).[/caption]
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Our next image, and the next to the last, is the close-up on the rock. This is one of the images, taken by the robotic arm, once it was in contact with the Martian rock. Geeze, this is a close-up!
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This image combines photographs taken by the Mars Hand Lens Imager (MAHLI) at three different distances from the first Martian rock that NASA's Curiosity rover touched with its arm. The three exposures were taken during the 47th Martian day, or sol, of Curiosity's work on Mars (Sept. 23, 2012)[/caption]
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That brings us to the last image of this edition of The Mars Report here @ The Other Shoe. Our last image of the day shows the dedication plaque on Curiosity. My fellow Pearlanders will remember the plaque that was left on the L.E.M. that took Neil Armstrong to the Moon. Now, there is a similar plaque on Curiosity. It will be there, on Mars, for the rest of time. Here it is!
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This view of Curiosity's deck shows a plaque bearing several signatures of US officials, including that of President Obama and Vice President Biden. The image was taken by the rover's Mars Hand Lens Imager (MAHLI) during the rover's 44th Martian day, or sol, on Mars (Sept. 19, 2012). The plaque is located on the front left side of the rover's deck.[/caption]
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That brings us to the very end of today’s The Mars Report. It is with heavy heart that I write my next words. For the past three months I have been working as hard as I can to bring you, my dear readers, stories and images from far away places and entertainment for your reading pleasure. I do have an ulterior motive, though. I am still raising money for my funding campaigns. I have yet to order my Power Chair, and just how much is in the campaign, the day it ends, dictates the type of Power Chair I get and what I get to add to the power chair (i.e., cane holder, backpack for carrying medications and documentation… a cup holder…). As well, I have not mentioned it before, but Indiegogo will be taking 6% of all contributions.
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Last, Daniel’s Moving Assistance Fund is doing poorly. Now, let me be frank, I am thrilled with the outpouring of generosity and support. However, the success of this campaign dictates if I get to move, or remain in a building of less desirable(s) whom, their drug dealing friends, they know I had kicked out of the building. I am not asking to be moved from a place with an elevator for my power chair and building security. The place I am living in, I will only be able to usemy power chair if my caregiver is here! Yes, it is freedom and mobility I haven’t had in years and years… but is it truly freedom if I can’t get in my power chair, get on an elevator and go outside alone and get some fresh air? I will leave it up to you, my dear readers.
Please, take a moment… and help me… help myself.
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[caption id="" align="aligncenter" width="220"] Daniel's Moving Assistance Fund[/caption]
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That takes us to our first image of the day, an ancient streambed, found by Curiosity, on the Martian surface. Below is a picture of a rock outcrop in an area named, by NASA/JPL, as "Hottah" after Hottah Lake in Canada's Northwest Territories. What you are seeing, in this image, is actually exposed bedrock. Yes, it kind of looks like broken sidewalk, but this is called a sedimentary conglomerate. It is broken bedrock mixed with other sedimentary deposits left ages ago.
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[caption id="attachment_384" align="aligncenter" width="300"]
Curiosity rover found evidence for an ancient, flowing stream on Mars at a few sites, including the rock outcrop pictured here, which the science team has named "Hottah" after Hottah Lake in Canada's Northwest Territories. It may look like a broken sidewalk, but this geological feature on Mars is actually exposed bedrock made up of smaller fragments cemented together, or what geologists call a sedimentary conglomerate.[/caption].
Our next image is the first time the 100 millimeter main Mast Camera has been used to take images of this area. This area has been dubbed Goldburn Scour and it actually the very area that was burned by the decent rockets from the Sky Crane. These are marks made, by the rocket engines, of the Sky Crane. The Sky Crane is what that lowered Curiosity down on to the Martian surface. These images are three times the resolution of any released, of this area, yet. As well, these images were the first take of the sandy conglomerate pictured above.
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[caption id="attachment_379" align="aligncenter" width="300"]
This image from NASA's Curiosity Rover shows a high-resolution view of an area that is known as Goulburn Scour, a set of rocks blasted by the engines of Curiosity's descent stage on Mars. It shows a section from a mosaic of a pair of images obtained by Curiosity's 100-millimeter Mast Camera, with three times higher resolution than previously released. Details of the layer of pebbles can be seen in the close-up.[/caption].
The next set of images compares high definition images of Martian sedimentary soil to Earth sedimentary soil. Now, this gets a little scientific here, so I am going to quote what NASA/JPL has written;
“This set of images compares the Link outcrop of rocks on Mars (left) with similar rocks seen on Earth (right). The image of Link, obtained by NASA's Curiosity rover, shows rounded gravel fragments, or clasts, up to a couple inches (few centimeters), within the rock outcrop. Erosion of the outcrop results in gravel clasts that fall onto the ground, creating the gravel pile at left. The outcrop characteristics are consistent with a sedimentary conglomerate, or a rock that was formed by the deposition of water and is composed of many smaller rounded rocks cemented together. A typical Earth example of sedimentary conglomerate formed of gravel fragments in a stream is shown on the right.
An annotated version of the image highlights a piece of gravel that is about 0.4 inches (1 centimeter) across. It was selected as an example of coarse size and rounded shape. Rounded grains (of any size) occur by abrasion in sediment transport, by wind or water, when the grains bounce against each other. Gravel fragments are too large to be transported by wind. At this size, scientists know the rounding occurred in water transport in a stream.”
So, if I am reading this correctly, the images we are seeing from Curiosity on Mars are showing geological formations that are similar to those found on Earth. That through these images, and the comparison to Earth images, we can conclude that the same geologic forces present on Earth were (at some time) present on Mars. Hence, there was flowing water on Mars, at least right here.
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[caption id="attachment_381" align="aligncenter" width="300"]
This set of images compares the Link outcrop of rocks on Mars (left) with similar rocks seen on Earth (right). The image of Link, obtained by NASA's Curiosity rover, shows rounded gravel fragments, or clasts, up to a couple inches (few centimeters), within the rock outcrop[/caption].
In yet another first on Mars (and for us) our next image is a shot of the robotic arms making contact with a Martian rock for the very first time. One might think that this is an easy task. Anyone that has ever controlled a remote controlled plane or other device might think now big deal.However, keep in mind in this situation you only get one chance. As well, there is a seven minute delay for every action you take. In gaming, we call it lag and it can mean (in gaming) the difference between life and death. However, imagine that you are playing a game at home, and each time you moved your cursor or joystick you had to wait seven minutes before the action reached your television! Now you have an idea of how hard it is, to lock a robotic arm to a rock, safely.
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[caption id="attachment_383" align="aligncenter" width="300"]
This image shows the robotic arm of NASA's Mars rover Curiosity with the first rock touched by an instrument on the arm. The rover's right Navigation Camera (Navcam) took this image during the 46th Martian day, or sol, of the mission (Sept. 22, 2012).[/caption].
Our next image, and the next to the last, is the close-up on the rock. This is one of the images, taken by the robotic arm, once it was in contact with the Martian rock. Geeze, this is a close-up!
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[caption id="attachment_378" align="aligncenter" width="300"]
This image combines photographs taken by the Mars Hand Lens Imager (MAHLI) at three different distances from the first Martian rock that NASA's Curiosity rover touched with its arm. The three exposures were taken during the 47th Martian day, or sol, of Curiosity's work on Mars (Sept. 23, 2012)[/caption].
That brings us to the last image of this edition of The Mars Report here @ The Other Shoe. Our last image of the day shows the dedication plaque on Curiosity. My fellow Pearlanders will remember the plaque that was left on the L.E.M. that took Neil Armstrong to the Moon. Now, there is a similar plaque on Curiosity. It will be there, on Mars, for the rest of time. Here it is!
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[caption id="attachment_382" align="aligncenter" width="300"]
This view of Curiosity's deck shows a plaque bearing several signatures of US officials, including that of President Obama and Vice President Biden. The image was taken by the rover's Mars Hand Lens Imager (MAHLI) during the rover's 44th Martian day, or sol, on Mars (Sept. 19, 2012). The plaque is located on the front left side of the rover's deck.[/caption].
That brings us to the very end of today’s The Mars Report. It is with heavy heart that I write my next words. For the past three months I have been working as hard as I can to bring you, my dear readers, stories and images from far away places and entertainment for your reading pleasure. I do have an ulterior motive, though. I am still raising money for my funding campaigns. I have yet to order my Power Chair, and just how much is in the campaign, the day it ends, dictates the type of Power Chair I get and what I get to add to the power chair (i.e., cane holder, backpack for carrying medications and documentation… a cup holder…). As well, I have not mentioned it before, but Indiegogo will be taking 6% of all contributions.
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Last, Daniel’s Moving Assistance Fund is doing poorly. Now, let me be frank, I am thrilled with the outpouring of generosity and support. However, the success of this campaign dictates if I get to move, or remain in a building of less desirable(s) whom, their drug dealing friends, they know I had kicked out of the building. I am not asking to be moved from a place with an elevator for my power chair and building security. The place I am living in, I will only be able to usemy power chair if my caregiver is here! Yes, it is freedom and mobility I haven’t had in years and years… but is it truly freedom if I can’t get in my power chair, get on an elevator and go outside alone and get some fresh air? I will leave it up to you, my dear readers.
Please, take a moment… and help me… help myself.
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Daniel's Moving Assistance Fund[/caption].
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Power Chair Assistance Fund - UPDATE
Do any of you remember when I wrote the President about my Power Chair problem? It was July 25th when my letter was received @ The White House. Well, guess what?
I just NOW got a call from: Health and Human Services (H.H.S.) overseeing Medicare. Well, actually I got a call from Merle AT H.H.S. today. SHE WAS SO NICE TO ME!
Ok, be a skeptic… tell me how because they are sitting there with a letter from the White House… forwarded by one of his assistants… how they wouldn’t dare to not be nice to me… Horsefeathers. Merle didn’t have to listen to the whole story. Merle didn’t have to talk with me and ask questions and actuallytake ownership of the problem… BUT Merle DID! It is so refreshing to see government work. Seems now; I am going to get a follow-up call from the person in the office most familiar with the P.M.D. benefit AND there is going to be ‘questions asked’ of the two vendors that refused to help me in the first place. GOOD!Merle was bothered by the fact that one vendor had; Radiology reports, Physical Therapy reports, MRI reports, MRI scan images, an complete physical with me (video taped, too), an entire hourwith my doctor and, yet, still refused to provide me with the prescribed mobility device.
This is GREAT news. No, it will not result in me getting my power chair. I know… this is my life. When I was fired from my last job, did I get the benefit of the Department of Labor Investigation? Nope. BUT, every employee of Domino Realty NOW is covered by F.M.L.A. So, all those people DID benefit from my efforts. Same here, will I get my power chair? Not bloody likely. However, people behind me that go to get a power chair, they will have an easier time than I. Loverly.
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Thank you for your geneoristy and kindness in this, my time of need!
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[caption id="" align="aligncenter" width="220"] Daniel's Moving Assistance Fund[/caption]
I just NOW got a call from: Health and Human Services (H.H.S.) overseeing Medicare. Well, actually I got a call from Merle AT H.H.S. today. SHE WAS SO NICE TO ME!
Ok, be a skeptic… tell me how because they are sitting there with a letter from the White House… forwarded by one of his assistants… how they wouldn’t dare to not be nice to me… Horsefeathers. Merle didn’t have to listen to the whole story. Merle didn’t have to talk with me and ask questions and actuallytake ownership of the problem… BUT Merle DID! It is so refreshing to see government work. Seems now; I am going to get a follow-up call from the person in the office most familiar with the P.M.D. benefit AND there is going to be ‘questions asked’ of the two vendors that refused to help me in the first place. GOOD!Merle was bothered by the fact that one vendor had; Radiology reports, Physical Therapy reports, MRI reports, MRI scan images, an complete physical with me (video taped, too), an entire hourwith my doctor and, yet, still refused to provide me with the prescribed mobility device.
This is GREAT news. No, it will not result in me getting my power chair. I know… this is my life. When I was fired from my last job, did I get the benefit of the Department of Labor Investigation? Nope. BUT, every employee of Domino Realty NOW is covered by F.M.L.A. So, all those people DID benefit from my efforts. Same here, will I get my power chair? Not bloody likely. However, people behind me that go to get a power chair, they will have an easier time than I. Loverly.
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Thank you for your geneoristy and kindness in this, my time of need!
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Daniel's Moving Assistance Fund[/caption]
Monday, September 24, 2012
Daniel's YouTube Video Campaign Statistics
I was just doing some evaluation of; my blogs, my funding campaigns and YouTube videos. My blogs are getting improving traffic, and people are spending more and more time reading. My funding campaings... make me gravely depressed. Last, my YouTube videos are getting a ton of traffic. Between the top three videos? I now have over 1,500 views, and I guess that is a 'Good Thing'. Yet, for the life of me I have yet to see a corellation between YouTube video views and donations to my campaigns. See, that is the only reason I had for making the videos, to drive traffic to the funding campaign @ Indiegogo for donations. There really isn't a good reason for me to do videos otherwise.
Here is the first chart I have for the #1 video, of mine. This is the video introducing the Moving Assistance Fund @ Indiegogo. There were 882 views in the past thrity days. Of those 882 viewers 69.1% were male and 30.9% were female. See the image below:
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YouTube Daniel's Moving Assistance Fund Video Traffic Report Page One This shows the number of visits and the top countries of origin.[/caption]
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Our next image shows the age breakdown of my viewers. Unfortunately for me, most of my viewers are between 13 and 17 years of age. That really doesn't help me at all. Young people of that age generally do not make, or have the ability to make, charitable contributions. The majority of viewers are from America. However, just behind American viewers are 157 viewers from the United Kingdom. I am pretty happy that I am getting exposure in England. Now, if I could just get a contribution, from England, then THAT would be something to write about, eh?
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YouTube-DMAF Video Stats by Demographics of Age and Gender[/caption]
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Now, the last iamge for today is all about where my viewers live. Just now I stated that the United Kingdom was second in views after America. However, I look at this breakdown and see that India is actually second, and the U.K. is third. Don't know why the previous page was wrong, but this is Google and it IS a free service. So, as you can see, the order of nations by views is; United States, India, England, South Korea then Japan. I am still pretty stoked that I am getting views in South Korea and Japan. I have some internet friends in Asia, and it would be a gas if I ever got to visit them and they had seen my videos!
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YouTube-DMAF Video Stats by Location[/caption]
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Well, that brings us to the end of this short but informative article. I hope that you got a smile and maybe a laugh, and hope to see you here again soon!
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Thank you for all your generosity and kindness in this, my time of need.
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[caption id="" align="aligncenter" width="220"] Daniel's Moving Assistance Fund[/caption]
P.S. This statistic refers to 'The Other Shoe' @ Blog.com (http://theothershoe.blog.com/)
Here is the first chart I have for the #1 video, of mine. This is the video introducing the Moving Assistance Fund @ Indiegogo. There were 882 views in the past thrity days. Of those 882 viewers 69.1% were male and 30.9% were female. See the image below:
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[caption id="attachment_372" align="aligncenter" width="300"]
YouTube Daniel's Moving Assistance Fund Video Traffic Report Page One This shows the number of visits and the top countries of origin.[/caption].
Our next image shows the age breakdown of my viewers. Unfortunately for me, most of my viewers are between 13 and 17 years of age. That really doesn't help me at all. Young people of that age generally do not make, or have the ability to make, charitable contributions. The majority of viewers are from America. However, just behind American viewers are 157 viewers from the United Kingdom. I am pretty happy that I am getting exposure in England. Now, if I could just get a contribution, from England, then THAT would be something to write about, eh?
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[caption id="attachment_373" align="aligncenter" width="300"]
YouTube-DMAF Video Stats by Demographics of Age and Gender[/caption].
Now, the last iamge for today is all about where my viewers live. Just now I stated that the United Kingdom was second in views after America. However, I look at this breakdown and see that India is actually second, and the U.K. is third. Don't know why the previous page was wrong, but this is Google and it IS a free service. So, as you can see, the order of nations by views is; United States, India, England, South Korea then Japan. I am still pretty stoked that I am getting views in South Korea and Japan. I have some internet friends in Asia, and it would be a gas if I ever got to visit them and they had seen my videos!
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[caption id="attachment_374" align="aligncenter" width="300"]
YouTube-DMAF Video Stats by Location[/caption].
Well, that brings us to the end of this short but informative article. I hope that you got a smile and maybe a laugh, and hope to see you here again soon!
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Thank you for all your generosity and kindness in this, my time of need.
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[caption id="" align="aligncenter" width="220"]
Daniel's Moving Assistance Fund[/caption]P.S. This statistic refers to 'The Other Shoe' @ Blog.com (http://theothershoe.blog.com/)
Sunday, September 23, 2012
100 Articles and 1,000 Views = Today @ The Other Shoe
As I have announced, late last week, ‘The Other Shoe’ published the 100th article since I began in March 2010. I am very proud of this accomplishment, and working hard to make sure this is just the first one hundred articles @ 'The Other Shoe'. Since the seventh grade, I have dreamed of being a writer. I often dreamed of writing for and being an editor for a magazine. I simply adore magazines and have since childhood. I mean, really, what young American boy/girl didn’t just love; Life magazine, Look magazine, and Time magazine. They were always on the coffee table in our home, and I loved the glossy pictures and wonderful articles. When I wasn’t holed up in my room, reading books, I had my head buried in a magazine.
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For me, 'The Other Shoe', is the culmination of a life-long dream. lol Imagine that, while I was on stage performing the many plays at Pearland High I was dreaming of being the owner of a magazine (and writer, and editor). Bet you guys didn't know that about Danny. So, this week I published my 100th article, here at 'The Other Shoe' (I have written for three other web sites previously) and I just discovered that The Other Shoe has now reached the lofty goal of 1,000 page views in just one month. That is correct, in just thirty days; readers @ The Other Shoe have viewed one thousand pages. I am stoked!
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This is a image of the Google Analytics page showing; One Thousand Page Views @ The Other Shoe[/caption]
In just the last week two real and substantial goals have been meet @ 'The Other Shoe', and both happened without me knowing first. So busy I am with Daniel’s Moving Assistance Fund @ Indiegogo (http://www.indiegogo.com/DannyHanning), Daniel’s Power Chair Assistance Fund @ Indiegogo (http://www.indiegogo.com/DanielHanning) [Yes, I have revived the original campaign in an effort to raise the money I need any way I can. I am getting quite desperate, you see.], and both 'The Other Shoe' blogs that I did not even see these goals approaching! What a pleasant surprise, for me. I try to spend, about, two to four hours each and every day working/writing/promoting. Yet, I keep falling short…
Nevertheless, I really wanted to share with you, my dear readers, the milestones that 'The Other Shoe' reached, this week, this is an accomplishment that I could have never achieved with you! I am happy to share this news with you, and overjoyed that we made it here, together.
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Thank you for your generosity and kindness in this, my time of need.
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[caption id="" align="aligncenter" width="220"] Daniel's Moving Assistance Fund[/caption]
P.S. This statistic refers to 'The Other Shoe' @ Blog.com (http://theothershoe.blog.com/)
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For me, 'The Other Shoe', is the culmination of a life-long dream. lol Imagine that, while I was on stage performing the many plays at Pearland High I was dreaming of being the owner of a magazine (and writer, and editor). Bet you guys didn't know that about Danny. So, this week I published my 100th article, here at 'The Other Shoe' (I have written for three other web sites previously) and I just discovered that The Other Shoe has now reached the lofty goal of 1,000 page views in just one month. That is correct, in just thirty days; readers @ The Other Shoe have viewed one thousand pages. I am stoked!
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[caption id="attachment_364" align="aligncenter" width="300"]
This is a image of the Google Analytics page showing; One Thousand Page Views @ The Other Shoe[/caption].
In just the last week two real and substantial goals have been meet @ 'The Other Shoe', and both happened without me knowing first. So busy I am with Daniel’s Moving Assistance Fund @ Indiegogo (http://www.indiegogo.com/DannyHanning), Daniel’s Power Chair Assistance Fund @ Indiegogo (http://www.indiegogo.com/DanielHanning) [Yes, I have revived the original campaign in an effort to raise the money I need any way I can. I am getting quite desperate, you see.], and both 'The Other Shoe' blogs that I did not even see these goals approaching! What a pleasant surprise, for me. I try to spend, about, two to four hours each and every day working/writing/promoting. Yet, I keep falling short…
Nevertheless, I really wanted to share with you, my dear readers, the milestones that 'The Other Shoe' reached, this week, this is an accomplishment that I could have never achieved with you! I am happy to share this news with you, and overjoyed that we made it here, together.
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“Thank you, my dear readers. Thank you for reading, and being here @ The Other Shoe.”
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Thank you for your generosity and kindness in this, my time of need.
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[caption id="" align="aligncenter" width="220"]
Daniel's Moving Assistance Fund[/caption]P.S. This statistic refers to 'The Other Shoe' @ Blog.com (http://theothershoe.blog.com/)
The Problem with Mitt!
We all have been watching. We all have seen it happen, time and again. We all can feel it, and those of you that are Republicans? I know that it has Republicans concerned. If it doesn’t have you concerned you must not be paying attention. Most recently, we witnessed the horrific comment Mitt made just after he found out that the American Embassy in Libya was attacked. Never in my life have I seen a Presidential contender, more quickly, throw away hundreds of years of Presidential etiquette for (what he thought would be) momentary political gain.
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Four Americans were murdered, and before he (or anyone) had all the facts (of course, I was already posting on threads that the attacks were made by Egyptian para-military and unrelated to the video) Mitt went out in front of cameras and did the unthinkable. Mitt tried to use American blood to lubricate the wheels of his faltering campaign. As Americans? We can all be very happy; we Americans, that tactic failed, or we would be living in a political system devoid of soul.
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Now, there is a great deal of hubbub in the Republican Party. Just this week Peggy Noonan wrote an article, for the Wall Street Journal that (I thought) hit the nail on the head, about what is wrong with Mitt’s campaign, but put her in very hot water with her party.
“"The pendulum has swung toward Obama." Mitt Romney has "a damaged political persona." He is running behind in key states like Ohio and Virginia and, to a lesser extent, Florida. The president is reversing the decline that began with his "You didn't build that" comment. For three weeks he's been on a roll. The wind's at his (President Obama’s) back”
(From: http://online.wsj.com/article/declarations.html)
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I just watched ‘Face the Nation’, where Peggy not only defended her remarks (quite well, I might add) but went even further.
““There was a lot of formal, official and public blowback from the Romney campaign, Romney surrogates, et cetera,” said Noonan. “What was interesting to me was that privately the constant communication I got was, ‘Thank you for saying that.’”
“They need help at the Romney campaign,” Noonan continued. “They need to be woken up. They need to raise their game.”” (FROM: http://www.mediaite.com/tv/peggy-noonan-claims-republicans-privately-thanked-her-for-slamming-the-romney-campaign/)
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Therefore, for those that would defend Mitt Romney, and by extension his campaign at this point, you are in an ever-shrinking circle of blind supporters. The Romney campaign is off rails, and there is no more denying the truth. However, that is not just what I want to talk about today. What I want to do is break news!
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Peggy Noonan, and her fellow panelists @ ‘Face the Nation’, were correct. Romney’s campaign needs “An Old Hand” at the helm of his campaign. So far, Mitt has run the campaign himself with dire results. He has run it like a business, and politics is not business (and neither is governance, but I am getting ahead of myself). In business you put money ahead of personal exposure, correct? This past month Romney has made few PUBLIC appearances and focused on fund raising. Mitt was putting the dollar ahead of the person, just like in business. (Unfortunately for Mitt, here in America we electPEOPLE and not wealth, i.e. Meg Whitman in California spent $132 Million and LOST to aged Jerry Brown!)
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Therefore, Mitt has been running his campaign like a business (hence, we can expect the same dynamic if he were to govern) and the results have been disastrous. Now for my perception and I didn’t steal this idea nor have I heard this in print, yet. Starting about September 12th, 2012 Mitt Romney began his debate preparations for the Presidential Debates. These preparations have stopped in order for Mitt and Paul to go ‘On the Road’ in Ohio, next week.
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This swing, through Ohio, should take Mitt right up to the day before the first Presidential Debate. Just like a business, he is reacting to the criticism of his campaign and dropping his debate preparation to “hit the road” just like Conservative pundits have written he should do, right now. Just like a business, leaving behind conventional wisdom of hundreds of years of campaigning, to follow some ‘business plan’ for election.
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Mitt will have left his debate preparations, early, and have been campaigning right up until it is time for him to step on stage to debate President Obama. This will be the execution of a brilliant business strategy, but extremely poor politics, on the part of Mitt Romney. Someone experienced at national politics would counsel that you should be in debate preparations right up to the time you debate. Debating, for those of you that have never really done any debating, is a particular frame of mind. You have to be mentally nimble, and ready to shift topics quickly. You have to be apprised of the most recent news in national and international affairs, and you have to be mentally ready.
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When Mitt steps up on that stage, to debate President Obama, he will have spent the last two weeks; shaking hands, kissing babies, and telling the faithful what they want to hear. His head will be in campaign mode and not of the mind to debate. Mark my words, my dear readers, and mark them well; this business attitude about political campaigns will bite Mitt in the butt on national television. You will be able to see, in Mitt, the wrong dynamic. You will see Mitt campaignfrom behind a debate lecturen.
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This will give the advantage to President Obama, and an opening that could well cement the course of the remaining election. All this will transpire simply because Mitt used business timing (and methodology) not political timing (and methodology) in a political campaign. Moreover, this is just the beginning, my fellow Americans. This is what I have been trying to write about, for the past three years. I have born witness to a portion of America fervently support the extension of business practices in GOVERNANCE. I just can’t even begin to tell you, just how ignorant that idea really is in the real world. Oh, wait… I just did!
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[caption id="" align="aligncenter" width="220"] Daniel's Moving Assistance Fund[/caption]
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Four Americans were murdered, and before he (or anyone) had all the facts (of course, I was already posting on threads that the attacks were made by Egyptian para-military and unrelated to the video) Mitt went out in front of cameras and did the unthinkable. Mitt tried to use American blood to lubricate the wheels of his faltering campaign. As Americans? We can all be very happy; we Americans, that tactic failed, or we would be living in a political system devoid of soul.
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Now, there is a great deal of hubbub in the Republican Party. Just this week Peggy Noonan wrote an article, for the Wall Street Journal that (I thought) hit the nail on the head, about what is wrong with Mitt’s campaign, but put her in very hot water with her party.
“"The pendulum has swung toward Obama." Mitt Romney has "a damaged political persona." He is running behind in key states like Ohio and Virginia and, to a lesser extent, Florida. The president is reversing the decline that began with his "You didn't build that" comment. For three weeks he's been on a roll. The wind's at his (President Obama’s) back”
(From: http://online.wsj.com/article/declarations.html)
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I just watched ‘Face the Nation’, where Peggy not only defended her remarks (quite well, I might add) but went even further.
““There was a lot of formal, official and public blowback from the Romney campaign, Romney surrogates, et cetera,” said Noonan. “What was interesting to me was that privately the constant communication I got was, ‘Thank you for saying that.’”
“They need help at the Romney campaign,” Noonan continued. “They need to be woken up. They need to raise their game.”” (FROM: http://www.mediaite.com/tv/peggy-noonan-claims-republicans-privately-thanked-her-for-slamming-the-romney-campaign/)
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Therefore, for those that would defend Mitt Romney, and by extension his campaign at this point, you are in an ever-shrinking circle of blind supporters. The Romney campaign is off rails, and there is no more denying the truth. However, that is not just what I want to talk about today. What I want to do is break news!
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Peggy Noonan, and her fellow panelists @ ‘Face the Nation’, were correct. Romney’s campaign needs “An Old Hand” at the helm of his campaign. So far, Mitt has run the campaign himself with dire results. He has run it like a business, and politics is not business (and neither is governance, but I am getting ahead of myself). In business you put money ahead of personal exposure, correct? This past month Romney has made few PUBLIC appearances and focused on fund raising. Mitt was putting the dollar ahead of the person, just like in business. (Unfortunately for Mitt, here in America we electPEOPLE and not wealth, i.e. Meg Whitman in California spent $132 Million and LOST to aged Jerry Brown!)
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Therefore, Mitt has been running his campaign like a business (hence, we can expect the same dynamic if he were to govern) and the results have been disastrous. Now for my perception and I didn’t steal this idea nor have I heard this in print, yet. Starting about September 12th, 2012 Mitt Romney began his debate preparations for the Presidential Debates. These preparations have stopped in order for Mitt and Paul to go ‘On the Road’ in Ohio, next week.
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This swing, through Ohio, should take Mitt right up to the day before the first Presidential Debate. Just like a business, he is reacting to the criticism of his campaign and dropping his debate preparation to “hit the road” just like Conservative pundits have written he should do, right now. Just like a business, leaving behind conventional wisdom of hundreds of years of campaigning, to follow some ‘business plan’ for election.
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Mitt will have left his debate preparations, early, and have been campaigning right up until it is time for him to step on stage to debate President Obama. This will be the execution of a brilliant business strategy, but extremely poor politics, on the part of Mitt Romney. Someone experienced at national politics would counsel that you should be in debate preparations right up to the time you debate. Debating, for those of you that have never really done any debating, is a particular frame of mind. You have to be mentally nimble, and ready to shift topics quickly. You have to be apprised of the most recent news in national and international affairs, and you have to be mentally ready.
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When Mitt steps up on that stage, to debate President Obama, he will have spent the last two weeks; shaking hands, kissing babies, and telling the faithful what they want to hear. His head will be in campaign mode and not of the mind to debate. Mark my words, my dear readers, and mark them well; this business attitude about political campaigns will bite Mitt in the butt on national television. You will be able to see, in Mitt, the wrong dynamic. You will see Mitt campaignfrom behind a debate lecturen.
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This will give the advantage to President Obama, and an opening that could well cement the course of the remaining election. All this will transpire simply because Mitt used business timing (and methodology) not political timing (and methodology) in a political campaign. Moreover, this is just the beginning, my fellow Americans. This is what I have been trying to write about, for the past three years. I have born witness to a portion of America fervently support the extension of business practices in GOVERNANCE. I just can’t even begin to tell you, just how ignorant that idea really is in the real world. Oh, wait… I just did!
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Thank you for all your generosity and support, in this my time of need.
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[caption id="" align="aligncenter" width="220"]
Daniel's Moving Assistance Fund[/caption].
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Saturday, September 22, 2012
Part Two - Late Spetember Update - Video
Part Two - Late Spetember Update
For everyone that tuned in and watched my video update, yesterday, I have finished the video today. I had some difficulties at the end of the video yesterday that prevented me from finishing. I have taken the time, this morning, to finish what I had to say. Please, check it out and ‘Share’.
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As I explain, in this second half of the update, my condition is taking spontaneity from my life, to a certain extent. Example, yesterday I was shooting the video and all was going well when I suddenly had problems breathing. This is happening, now, due to the pressure on my spinal cord. This is not uncommon in cervical spinal cord stenosis, just really unwelcome.
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Therefore, I have made this second part of the September update and it is right here for your viewing. As I ask, in the video, any ‘Likes’ and ‘Shares’ by you, dear reader/supporter, are greatly appreciated and help me in reaching a larger audience.
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The Moving Assistance Funding campaign is just @ $300. Whereas I greatly appreciate any and all contributions, I am concerned. Concerned that I am not:
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Providing adequate content to merit your support
Providing adequate motivation or justification for your support.
Properly communicating my need
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Any input you might have on what I am doing wrong and what I can do better or right, let me know. I have added ‘Perks’ for the $10 and $20 level of contributions, and have seen no takers. I am still working diligently to reach any media outlet with my cause(s), to no avail. I am doing my best to not let this tepid response to dampen my spirits. But, I do still require your assistance and support.
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Please, enjoy today’s video and drop me a line if you have any ideas.
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[youtube=http://youtu.be/_yGtnyTyTlQ]
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Daniel's Moving Assistance Fund[/caption].
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Friday, September 21, 2012
The Mars Report - September 21, 2012
September 21, 2012
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An incredible ‘Mars Report’ I have for you, today. We have the regular updates on Curiosity’s Martian travels, and another ‘self-portrait’ by Curiosity (in unique circumstances, through) and a closing shot that is just incredible. I have been absent, for the past five days, and for that I apologize. My condition has taken a sharp turn for the worse, and I have been working to find some amount of comfort with these changes. I promise, I am ‘back’ and will redouble my efforts to keep you informed and entertained.
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Now, for our first image of this ‘Mars Report’ maps the movement of Curiosity since it landed on Mars. We can see where Curiosity started in ‘Bradbury Landing’ and is headed toward ‘Glenelg’. The numbers, in the image, are the Sol ‘days’ of Curiosity’s Martian adventure. Curiosity arrived on the 16th day, since launch, and is now stopped in its 42ndday.
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Curiosity's Martian Journey So Far[/caption].
Our next image is a panoramic of the Glenelg area that Curiosity’s destination. If you look very closely (at the larger image, when you click on the image) you can ‘see’ the reason NASA/JPL have Curiosity headed to this area. Note the large dark bands in the rock face in this area. They are looking to see if these ‘bands’ are made up of volcanic rock. If these bands are volcanic rock this would be a great place to start to ‘date’ the volcanic incident and maybe gain insight as to ‘where’ the Martian water (and atmosphere) went at the end of Mars’s life.
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A Panoramic View of Glenelg, Curiosity's Current Goal[/caption].
Here is the most recent shot, from Curiosity on Mars. This is an unusual rock that Curiosity has stumbled upon. “The rock is about 10 inches (25 centimeters) tall and 16 inches (40 centimeters) wide. The rover team has assessed it as a suitable target for the first use of Curiosity's contact instruments on a rock. The image was taken by the left Navigation camera (Navcam) at the end of the drive.” As quoted from the J.P.L. web site. I don’t usually ‘do’ that, but I thought they had explained about the rock just about as well as anyone could!
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Curious Rock found by Curiosity[/caption].
Wow, this next image gives us some idea of the conditions Curiosity is dealing with on its Martian adventure. This is a ‘self-portrait’ of the mast cam, during a sand storm on Mars. This was a particularly bad sand storm and NASA/JPL wanted to see how the mast cam faired in these conditions. It seems that the mast cam is going to weather the Martian storms in stride.
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Curiosity Self-Portrait in Sand Storm[/caption].
Our next to the last shot is of the underside of Curiosity. This is done, periodically, to check on the status of the rover. To see if any objects have attached themselves to Curiosity and to make sure that there is no leakage or damage. I just like seeing the underside of the rover, and we can see ALL the larger wheels in this shot.
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Another Unique Image of the Underside of Curiosity[/caption].
Now for the last image of this issue of ‘The Mars Report’ and the best image I could find. This is an enhanced color image of dunes trapped in an impact crater in Noachis Terra, Mars. This image was taken by the High Resolution Imaging Science Experiment (HiRISE) camera on NASA's Mars Reconnaissance Orbiter. This mission to Mars is unique in many ways. However, the fact that we have three orbiting platforms active while Curiosity is roving the Martian terrain makes this mission once in a lifetime. We can see areas and objects on the Martian surface, from orbital platforms, then approach and investigate the same features via Curiosity. This is an incredible time, in non-manned space exploration and thereason I am spending all this time writing about Mars and Curiosity. Enjoy!
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Dunes in Noachis Terra Region of Mars[/caption].
That brings us to the end of this 'The Mars Report'. I hope that you have enjoyed your time here @ The Other Shoe, and that you will find your way back here, soon. I greatly appreciate your 'Sharing' and 'Liking' my articles and stories. You doing that, sharing my work with your friends, helps me reach a larger audiance and improves my chances of meeting my goals.
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Thank you for your generosity and kindness in this my time of need.
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[caption id="" align="aligncenter" width="220"]
Daniel's Moving Assistance Fund[/caption].
100 Articles @ The Other Shoe and Counting!
Today, September 21, 2012, The Other Shoe has reached the lofty goal of publishing ONE HUNDRED articles! That is correct, since I started The Other Shoe in March 2010, I have written and published 100 articles. If I were a television sitcom or drama, I would be looking @ syndication. When I started The Other Shoe I had no idea that two years later I would have written and published one hundred articles for my dearest readers, but here we are.
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Looking back, I can see that The Other Shoe has been here through the health care debates and the end of military action in Iraq. I have written; political works, comical works, historical works and (most recently) the synopsis of my life. The Other Shoestarted out to be a voice of reason and facts in an ocean of falsehoods and vitriol. That was my goal that was my motivation.
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The Other Shoe - Original Site Design from March 2010[/caption]
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Medical circumstances have, kind of, high jacked The Other Shoe. When I started I had imagined that in September of 2012 I would be posting, everyday, political articles and supporting the truth in politics. From the very beginning I have not wanted to be partisan. I was a ‘Reagan-Democrat’ and know all too well that no single party has ‘cornered the market’ on what is best for our nation. I understood that if I sought to share truth and ‘out’ lies and deception, that would be the best thing I could do for my country.
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Things change. “The best laid plans of mice and men…” or, another one I heard today; “If you want to see God in action, make plans.” Aye, there is ‘The Other Shoe’!
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I want to thank everyone that is reading this, today. I want to thank everyone that has ever visited my blog or liked an article. Because if it were not for YOU? Why, I would just be talking to myself! I don’t need to exacerbate my pain; writing, editing (the best I can, of my own work), publishing and promoting my work and this blog just to hear the sound of my own voice. Right now, today, I keep working and keep pushing the limits of me bearing pain for one reason. HELP
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The Other Shoe August ReVamp[/caption]
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I understand, today better than any other time, which I have reached out and asked for assistance at the single worst time in recent American history. This is the absolute worst possible time to reach out to my fellow Americans and ask for their assistance. Yet, you (my readers, supporters, funders and friends and family) have beaten the odds, dug deep and given me the resources I need for my mobility. For that, I am forever in your debt and those are not just words spoken without thinking. From the very first day, I was overwhelmed by the generosity I received. I was in a state of grace, and knew.
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Now you might understand the shame I felt when I realized I made a terrible mistake. So focused on the mobility device I stupidly overlooked the ‘how’ of my situation. Yes, I will now have a mobility device in my home and in my home I will use it as much as I can but in my home it will stay. It will stay, in my home, because of the overlooked ‘how’. How will Danny get a 200-300 pound ‘Power Chair’ down a flight of concrete steps that separates my residence from the rest of the world? How stupid can one man be?
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At first I tired to ‘extend’ the parameters of Daniel’s Power Chair Assistance Fund (and why not, it was a huge success), but that dog won’t hunt. I received strong and adamant backlash from people whom I hold great respect. Still, I desperately tried to extend the success of the first campaign and met with failure. I received a private comment that I should start another funding campaign “just for the moving expenses”. I initially resisted this idea. I was seriously concerned with ‘appearances’.
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The Other Shoe 8-17-12[/caption]
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I didn’t want to appear as some internet panhandler, which was/is my greatest fear. This is the very moment when The Other Shoe stopped being a political blog and became the ‘Home’ of ‘The Story of Daniel’ and both my Indiegogo funding campaigns. I decided that I would do my level best to write, inform, and entertain and that in so doing I was providing a service. That my requests for assistance, coupled with my regular efforts @ The Other Shoe, were an equitable exchange. I thought I had found a way out of my shame.
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I don’t know, right now. Yes, I am discouraged. However, right now is a time for celebration and accolades. I am extremely happy to have posted my 100th article @ The Other Shoe (@ blog.com, the Word-Press blog is @ 20) and I am proud of myself. Through all the pain, through all the self-doubt, through all the naysayers and doubters I have prevailed.
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The Other shoe 8-18-12 the very last design, before our current. This design is slated to reappear in October. There will be a 'Harvest' theme for November and a Christmas theme from the Holidays.[/caption]
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It was via my work on this blog that my words reached around the globe. On July 31st, 2011 these words were spoken on ‘Face the Nation’ (and they were MINE!)
“Why are Republicans ALLOWING ‘Freshman’ Congressmen CONTROL this debate? They are the LEAST experienced members of Congress and know the LEAST about real governance. It is like letting teenagers control the family budget.”
(Found here: http://theothershoe.blog.com/2011/07/danny-hanning-quoted-on-face-the-nation/)
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Bob Shieffer asked this, my question, of Senator Mitch McConnell on Face the Nation! It was one of the greatest days of my life, and I think of it often.
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However, if it had not been for the work I was doing here @ The Other Shoe I am certain those words would not have formed in my mind on that day. The mental political exercise I experienced @ The Other Shoe honed my ability with words so that I might make the statement Mr. Shieffer asked of Senator McConnell.
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On this, the anniversary of the 100th article, I reflect on one of my greatest moments in political writing. Thank you for being part.
P.S. The "100 Articles" is @ the Other 'The Other Shoe' @ http://theothershoe.blog.com/
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Looking back, I can see that The Other Shoe has been here through the health care debates and the end of military action in Iraq. I have written; political works, comical works, historical works and (most recently) the synopsis of my life. The Other Shoestarted out to be a voice of reason and facts in an ocean of falsehoods and vitriol. That was my goal that was my motivation.
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The Other Shoe - Original Site Design from March 2010[/caption].
Medical circumstances have, kind of, high jacked The Other Shoe. When I started I had imagined that in September of 2012 I would be posting, everyday, political articles and supporting the truth in politics. From the very beginning I have not wanted to be partisan. I was a ‘Reagan-Democrat’ and know all too well that no single party has ‘cornered the market’ on what is best for our nation. I understood that if I sought to share truth and ‘out’ lies and deception, that would be the best thing I could do for my country.
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Things change. “The best laid plans of mice and men…” or, another one I heard today; “If you want to see God in action, make plans.” Aye, there is ‘The Other Shoe’!
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I want to thank everyone that is reading this, today. I want to thank everyone that has ever visited my blog or liked an article. Because if it were not for YOU? Why, I would just be talking to myself! I don’t need to exacerbate my pain; writing, editing (the best I can, of my own work), publishing and promoting my work and this blog just to hear the sound of my own voice. Right now, today, I keep working and keep pushing the limits of me bearing pain for one reason. HELP
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The Other Shoe August ReVamp[/caption].
I understand, today better than any other time, which I have reached out and asked for assistance at the single worst time in recent American history. This is the absolute worst possible time to reach out to my fellow Americans and ask for their assistance. Yet, you (my readers, supporters, funders and friends and family) have beaten the odds, dug deep and given me the resources I need for my mobility. For that, I am forever in your debt and those are not just words spoken without thinking. From the very first day, I was overwhelmed by the generosity I received. I was in a state of grace, and knew.
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Now you might understand the shame I felt when I realized I made a terrible mistake. So focused on the mobility device I stupidly overlooked the ‘how’ of my situation. Yes, I will now have a mobility device in my home and in my home I will use it as much as I can but in my home it will stay. It will stay, in my home, because of the overlooked ‘how’. How will Danny get a 200-300 pound ‘Power Chair’ down a flight of concrete steps that separates my residence from the rest of the world? How stupid can one man be?
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At first I tired to ‘extend’ the parameters of Daniel’s Power Chair Assistance Fund (and why not, it was a huge success), but that dog won’t hunt. I received strong and adamant backlash from people whom I hold great respect. Still, I desperately tried to extend the success of the first campaign and met with failure. I received a private comment that I should start another funding campaign “just for the moving expenses”. I initially resisted this idea. I was seriously concerned with ‘appearances’.
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The Other Shoe 8-17-12[/caption].
I didn’t want to appear as some internet panhandler, which was/is my greatest fear. This is the very moment when The Other Shoe stopped being a political blog and became the ‘Home’ of ‘The Story of Daniel’ and both my Indiegogo funding campaigns. I decided that I would do my level best to write, inform, and entertain and that in so doing I was providing a service. That my requests for assistance, coupled with my regular efforts @ The Other Shoe, were an equitable exchange. I thought I had found a way out of my shame.
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I don’t know, right now. Yes, I am discouraged. However, right now is a time for celebration and accolades. I am extremely happy to have posted my 100th article @ The Other Shoe (@ blog.com, the Word-Press blog is @ 20) and I am proud of myself. Through all the pain, through all the self-doubt, through all the naysayers and doubters I have prevailed.
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[caption id="attachment_330" align="aligncenter" width="300"]
The Other shoe 8-18-12 the very last design, before our current. This design is slated to reappear in October. There will be a 'Harvest' theme for November and a Christmas theme from the Holidays.[/caption].
It was via my work on this blog that my words reached around the globe. On July 31st, 2011 these words were spoken on ‘Face the Nation’ (and they were MINE!)
“Why are Republicans ALLOWING ‘Freshman’ Congressmen CONTROL this debate? They are the LEAST experienced members of Congress and know the LEAST about real governance. It is like letting teenagers control the family budget.”
(Found here: http://theothershoe.blog.com/2011/07/danny-hanning-quoted-on-face-the-nation/)
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Bob Shieffer asked this, my question, of Senator Mitch McConnell on Face the Nation! It was one of the greatest days of my life, and I think of it often.
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However, if it had not been for the work I was doing here @ The Other Shoe I am certain those words would not have formed in my mind on that day. The mental political exercise I experienced @ The Other Shoe honed my ability with words so that I might make the statement Mr. Shieffer asked of Senator McConnell.
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On this, the anniversary of the 100th article, I reflect on one of my greatest moments in political writing. Thank you for being part.
P.S. The "100 Articles" is @ the Other 'The Other Shoe' @ http://theothershoe.blog.com/
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Daniel's Moving Assistance Fund[/caption]Thursday, September 20, 2012
Late September Update - Danny's Personal Video
Late September Update
Danny's Personal Video
I shot this video, today. I have been wanting to start recording videos, again, but my pain has been such that it is not feasible for me to get moved from bed and get everything set up. It actually takes me about an hour to get set up to make one video, unscripted. If I am shooting something scripted, like say 'The Story of Daniel' that time frame extends to several hours.
I have made a promise, to all of my dear readers, a promise of unfiltered honesty and truth. For the past several weeks I have been in new and much more pronounced pain. It started the end of July, and it has taken me until the first part of this month to admit to these new pains and communicate them to my care giver and my doctor. I will outline these new pains and difficulties in an article later today. I hope to make a video so that I can better communicate my pain and difficulties.
Now, on to the video I have prepared for you, today. This is an honest and frank video, that comes to an abrupt end. I started having significant pain, and had to cut the video short. I apologize, and will work to continue this update, later this week or over the weekend. I hope that you enjoy this video update.
Thank you. Danny
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Thank you for your generosity and kindness in my time of need. .
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Saturday, September 15, 2012
The Greatest Day of Danny's Life - The Story Of Daniel Special Episode
The Greatest Day of Danny's Life
The Story Of Daniel Special Episode
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The Father Under The Mission Cross[/caption]So, I have been intending to write this episode for the longest time but just couldn't seem to get 'round to it. Now, I have. The year was 1981, the place San Diego California. The glorious human beings involved? Rebecca Lynn Segers, the love of my life, the shine in my eyes, the muse of my life and apple of my eye. Daniel Louis Hanning, that would be me. Joseph E. Tilbury, Best Friend, Senior Trip to Colorado Buddy, and Best Man. Last, but certainly not least, Julie Tilbury (though, at that point it was Alf), Best Friend to Becky and Very Close friend to me and Bride’s Maid to Becky. There was Becky’s father, Joe Segers, and her Mother Gale Segers, and a BUNCH of friends/residents of the building that Becky and I managed and lived in off of University and 44th street in San Diego.
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Becky Wedding Day[/caption](Rebecca Lynn Segers About To Become Mrs. Becky Hanning)
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Oh, it was a brilliant time in my life, in Becky’s life, in our life together. IF, when you die, you can pick where you spend the rest of your life? THIS this time, right here, right now this is where I would choose to spend eternity. And, Becky would too. We were so deeply in love, and so deeply tied together. We would spend hour upon hour talking aboutbooks and plays and all forms of literature. This, was a first my dear readers. For the very first time in my life, I was in-love with someone like me. Someone who loved books and loved to read books and a great afternoon would be snow outside, a fire roaring in the fireplace, a great comfy couch, a couple of big dogs, and a stack of books and each other. All but the two dogs (Becky and I only ever had one dog at a time), and Becky and I had lived that dream, in Colorado.
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Becky and Danny At Dusk @ The Old Mission Cross[/caption](With the sun setting to my right, Becky Stands Before Me)
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We had not moved to Colorado, yet, when this picture was taken. I remember this day as if it were yesterday. Joe and Julie had arrived the day before, and spent the night in our apartment in San Diego. Becky’s parents had, surprisingly,showed up for the wedding. Becky’s Mother, simply put, hated me. Becky had graduated summa cum laude from her old sorority @ University of Arkansas and Becky was to follow her footsteps and marry a good doctor or lawyer… like she did… and hated every day of it… and he (I would soon find out) hated his life with his wife (Becky’s Mother). So, the ‘Danny Hating In-Laws’ had arrived in town, just the same afternoon as Joe and Julie and our wedding was on the morrow. To be followed with a trip to the San Diego Zoo, the day after the wedding.
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Proudly Standing With Becky In Front Of Family Firends and God[/caption](Me, with Becky Standing Before Me and Our Friends and Family)
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Now, back to the day of the wedding and the single most brilliant day of my life, and Becky’s. The morning started with Joe and Julie, Becky and I all trying to get in and out of the shower before the limo got there to take us to the site. The four of us had done some celebrating the night before, and we were all a little blurry. I remember that I let Becky go before me, so that I ended up being the last person out of the shower and dressed.
The wedding was being done on a shoestring budget. Becky and I were both working, but I had taken some time off to deal with a medical problem that had recently reared its ugly head. (More of that later) Now, the limo was being provided by a nice lady couple upstairs over the laundry room. One of the women worked with a limo service, and managed to get the limo for us to use, free for the day. It wasn’t a new one, and it wasn’t in perfect condition. Regardless, Becky and I were thrilled not to have to drive our beat up car to our wedding.
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Rebecca Lynn Looking Her Finest and Melting My Heart[/caption](I Am One Lucky SOB)
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The reception was being held by the nice guys that lived together across from the really nice lady couple. Yes, of this eight unit building, Becky and I were only two of the six straight people living in the building. It was totally cool, it was 1981 and everything was cool! Thing of it was, they were great people. They didn’t have to help us out. They didn’t have to, they wanted too!
They saw a lovely young couple wanting to plan to spend the rest of their lives together, and they genuinely wanted to be a part of the beginning of that union. Becky and I were touched by their generosity and kindness, and it help make that day all that more magical. WE, Becky and I, rode together in the back of the limo together.
As soon as the doors closed, Becky and I flashed on the same first thought;
“This is the first time we have been alone in two days.. How are you?”
Instead of speaking, we both just giggled like schoolchildren and began wondering at our clothes and the inside of the limo. We both were in such a state of grace; we were filled with love and hope for the future. We hold hands, gaze silently into each other’s eyes. Becky had such incredible blue eyes, bright like the sky and deep as the darkest depths of the ocean. In her eyes I saw love. I saw her love for me, and I saw my love for her; they were both intertwined in our hearts and our eyes. At that moment, in that instant, Becky and I were the closest to what either of us had ever been taught or imagined as/was happily in-love with another human being intent on spending a lifetime with, and for.
We talked, in the rear of that limo, of dreams of lifetimes and aspirations of our lives. We shared our fears and mutual trepidation, and we met fates to face them together. We held each other, and watched as the scenery changed and our lives with it. As we pulled into Old Town I turned to Becky and said, in my softest kindest voice;
“Becky, I will never been unfaithful. Fidelity is my motto, to you.”
For every day, and every hour of every year, of the time I spent with my Becky dear. I kept that pledge, I kept it true.
When we got to the site; and oh what a wonderful site, too. When we got there, everyone had already arrived and the friends and family had positioned themselves around the base of the cross.
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Becky, Joe Segers, Julie Tilbury and the Friends all along behind us[/caption](Becky with Joe Behind and Julie Beside Her)
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We were getting married in the most beautiful place Becky and I knew of in San Diego. In San Diego there is the Old Town, where the sity started out at the base of a mission. On the grounds of the mission, and overlooking Mission Bay, is a huge cross. I mean it is a magnificent brick and mortar cross that stands, easily, thirty feet. It is dusk, and the sun is falling rapidly out of the South California sky. We all get into place, and the priest begins the ceremony with us taking communion. As he holds the sacrament above him, it covers the falling sun. When he breaks the sacrament, the sun bursts through the division and washes over the crowd. An audible gasp ripples through the loved ones gathered.
Have I failed to mention? When we pulled up, I handed a cassette to our friend, the limo driver, and asked her to please play the music qued loud. I had just handed her a tape qued to Beethoven’s ‘Ode To Joy”! As Becky and I are married the single most moving piece of human music plays in the background.
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The Father Under The Mission Cross[/caption](The Brick Cross At Mission Bay)
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Something special is happening. It is not an expensive wedding, the way that Becky (and her Mom) had imagined but something magical was happening and everyone was feeling the magic. As the priest spoke the words of the union, he came to Becky to speak her oath. Becky spoke so clearly. Becky spoke without hesitation, and with deep conviction and fidelity. It as moving, not just for me but for everyone gathered. Then it came time for Danny’s oath.
I remember this so clearly, as though it happen just last night. The priest turns to me, and I turn slightly towards him without letting go of Becky’s hands. He finishes and it is time for me to repeat. I turn back, towards Becky, and in my clearest sharpest voice I speak the words of union directly to her heart. I feel a tear begin to form in my left eye, of course, in the eye closest the crowd.
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A Magical Time On A Magical Day With The Woman I Loved[/caption](Now Moving Into A New Life As Man And Wife)
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The priest begins the last stanza I am to repeat. I turn away from him, and to Becky. Again, I speak with clarity and force, then I falter. Tears are rolling down my cheeks, and there is a catch in my voice. Here I am, an seasoned actor and I can’t keep my emotion from overtaking me. I go to finish and my voice breaks, not since I was a freshman had my voice broken, yet today it does. I speak the last of my oath of fidelity to Becky and we stand there smiling hugely at each other. As the priest is pronouncing us “Husband and Wife” the crowd breaks out in to spontaneous laughter and applause. And the coral voices of ‘The Ode to Joy’ ring out behind us! We run away as they throw rice on the four of us, and Becky and I reenter the limo now man and wife.
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A Magical Day, In A Magical Time[/caption](Looking At That Image Makes My Heart Ache)
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With each passing week I come to you and share. And, each week I say to you "that was the hardest thing I have ever shared...". Again, the next week I do the same. I have not reached into this place, for nearly a generation. Becky and I divorced, in Colorado, in 1986. Five incredible years of my life I would not trade for twenty. I lived in the most fantastic place, I have been to so far, in America to live. I experienced "White Christmas(s)' and being 'snowed In' with Becky for days with noting... nothing to do. Days and nights of passion and never-ending love. We felt we were tied on a deeper level, our love for books and literature gave us something special.
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A Toast To Seal Two Lives[/caption].
Well, dear reader, we were right. We did have something special. It was not just special to us, it was not just 'Once in a Life Time' this was a love that came not often in life. We saw the world through same eyes, and knew the other's thoughts without speaking. Then, it all changed.
Thank you for your generosity and kindness!
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Daniel's Moving Assistance Fund[/caption].
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