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Daughter of Godcast, episode 004.1. This is a supplemental episode, diverging from the main narrative and flashing forward to the near present. I want to remind everyone that today, September 28, 2016 the story of the making of the Daughter of God is far from over, that while you listen to my dusty recollections of DV video and the Iraq war, the game is still very much afoot. Oh, yes friends things are a happening. I’m not kidding about the importance of a GENTLE release, short of getting run over by trolley cars, I am going to tell you the whole story, and by the time we’re caught up, you’ll be prepared for the present reality, which is boggling. For proof, I offer this little tidbit. This supplemental chunk. A taste from just LAST YEAR.
November 2015. I’m visiting NYC, on my way back to Michigan from running a Spartan Race in Philadelphia. Catching up with Master Ru and my Tai Chi family.
Also planning via text a reunion with Mark Dillon of 1st Ave and 5th Street fame. This was the crazy matchbox apartment we shared with two other 20 somethings back in 1984. That friendly old codger Reagan was President. A time of awakening. The East Village. I was 23 and cracked wide open. Liquid LSD in the refrigerator. Spooky, magic, momentous and profound happenings. Young gods playing, the universe was intent upon us.
I hadn’t seen Mark since he and Lori got married in Oklahoma around 1991. Since then two almost grown kids for the Dillons. Mark had decisively escaped the family novelty business in 2014, and moved Lori and the kids from Norman, OK to Brooklyn, NY.
Mark and I were going to eat at the venerable Excellent Dumpling House on Lafayette in Chinatown, our traditional meetup place, still serving after 30 years.
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Daughter of Godcast, episode 004.1. This is a supplemental episode, diverging from the main narrative and flashing forward to the near present. I want to remind everyone that today, September 28, 2016 the story of the making of the Daughter of God is far from over, that while you listen to my dusty recollections of DV video and the Iraq war, the game is still very much afoot. Oh, yes friends things are a happening. I’m not kidding about the importance of a GENTLE release, short of getting run over by trolley cars, I am going to tell you the whole story, and by the time we’re caught up, you’ll be prepared for the present reality, which is boggling. For proof, I offer this little tidbit. This supplemental chunk. A taste from just LAST YEAR.
November 2015. I’m visiting NYC, on my way back to Michigan from running a Spartan Race in Philadelphia. Catching up with Master Ru and my Tai Chi family.
Also planning via text a reunion with Mark Dillon of 1st Ave and 5th Street fame. This was the crazy matchbox apartment we shared with two other 20 somethings back in 1984. That friendly old codger Reagan was President. A time of awakening. The East Village. I was 23 and cracked wide open. Liquid LSD in the refrigerator. Spooky, magic, momentous and profound happenings. Young gods playing, the universe was intent upon us.
I hadn’t seen Mark since he and Lori got married in Oklahoma around 1991. Since then two almost grown kids for the Dillons. Mark had decisively escaped the family novelty business in 2014, and moved Lori and the kids from Norman, OK to Brooklyn, NY.
Mark and I were going to eat at the venerable Excellent Dumpling House on Lafayette in Chinatown, our traditional meetup place, still serving after 30 years.