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It’s that time of the month again… As we head into those dog days of July, Mike would like to thank those who helped him get the toys he needs to enjoy his summer. Thanks to you, he bought a new bass boat, which we don’t need; a condo in Florida, where we don’t spend any time; and a $2,000 set of golf clubs…which he had been using as an alibi to cover the fact that he has been remorselessly banging his secretary, Beebee, for the last six months. Tragically, I didn’t suspect a thing. Right up until the moment Cherry Glick inadvertently delivered a lovely floral arrangement to our house, apparently intended to celebrate the anniversary of the first time Beebee provided Mike with her special brand of administrative support. Sadly, even after this damning evidence-and seeing Mike ram his tongue down Beebee’s throat-I didn’t quite grasp the depth of his deception. It took reading the contents of his secret e-mail account before I was convinced. I learned that cheap motel rooms have been christened. Office equipment has been sullied. And you should think twice before calling Mike’s work number during his lunch hour, because there’s a good chance that Beebee will be under his desk “assisting” him. I must confess that I was disappointed by Mike’s over-wrought prose, but I now understand why he insisted that I write this newsletter every month. I would say this is a case of those who can write, do; and those who can’t do Taxes. And since seeing is believing, I could have included a Hustler-ready pictorial layout of the photos of Mike’s work wife. However, I believe distributing these photos would be a felony. The camera work isn’t half-bad, though. It’s good to see that Mike has some skill in the bedroom, even if it’s just photography. And what does Beebee have to say for herself? Not Much. In fact, attempts to interview her for this issue were met with spaced-out indifference. I’ve had a hard time not blaming the conniving, store-bought-cleavage-baring Oompa Loompa-skinned adulteress for her part in the destruction of my marriage. But considering what she’s getting, Beebee has my sympathies. I blame Mike. I blame Mike for not honoring the vows he made to me. I blame Mike for not being strong enough to pass up the temptation of readily available extramarital sex. And I blame Mike for not being enough of a man to tell me he was having an affair, instead letting me find out via a misdirected floral delivery. I hope you have enjoyed this new digital version of the Terwilliger and Associates Newsletter. Next month’s newsletter will not be written by me as I will be divorcing Mike’s cheating ass. As soon as I press send on this e-mail, I’m hiring Sammy “the Shark” Shackleton. I don’t know why they call him “the Shark” but I did hear about a case where Sammy got a woman her soon-to-be ex-husband’s house, his car, his boat and his manhood in a mayonnaise jar. And one last thing, believe me when I say I will not be letting Mike off with “irreconcilable differences” in divorce court. Mike Terwilliger will own up to being the faithless, loveless, spineless, useless, dickless wonder he is.

The lines between need and want are continually and intentionally blurred. Years ago, a pal of mine had bought a new video camera. It was the best of the best and he was filming every moment of his young son’s life. In a burst of enthusiasm he said: “You know, Jim, you just can’t raise a child properly without one of these!” Ah, no. Actually you can. In fact, billions of children have been raised over the course of human history without ever having been videotaped. And horrific as it may sound, many still are today. Including my own.

With all cameras on me, Chip released the blindfold and said, “Ta-da!” I wasn’t sure what I was looking at. A shipwreck, maybe? On the back of a semi? “What is that?” I said. “I got this for you, Jo!” Chip replied. “That better not be for me,” I said. It was the ugliest, rundown-looking, two-story shack of a boat I’d ever seen. “What the heck are we going to do with a houseboat?” “That’s our new home!” Chip said, beaming with pride at his purchase. “What? You are crazy. We are not living on a houseboat.” It quickly dawned on me that this wasn’t a joke and Chip wasn’t even close to kidding. I wasn’t mishearing him. He was dead serious about making that boat our home for the next six months. I just about lost it. “How can we live on the water, Chip? Three of our kids don’t even know how to swim! Did you think this through?!” Then he fessed up and told me how much money he’d spent on it. As it all sank in, I realized I’d never been so mad at him--ever--and that’s saying something. “Come on. At least come look at it. I know this can work,” he pleaded. As soon as we walked a little closer, we could see the holes. Holes. In the boat. We pulled ourselves up onto the flatbed and went inside to find the interior covered in mold. Someone had taken the AC unit out on top and left a gaping hole in the roof, so for years it had rained straight into the boat. We tried turning the engine over, and of course it didn’t start. That’s when Chip got angry. “I think I got scammed,” he said. “Chip, did you even look at this thing before you bought it?” “Well, no,” he said. “It was a great deal, and there were all kinds of pictures. It looked like it was in great shape. Oh, wait a minute. I bet the guy just put up pictures of this thing from when he bought it, like in 1980 or something. That sorry sucker.” “Sorry sucker? Chip…” By this point I’m trying to decide if we could scrap it for parts.

I almost dropped My camera in the river, While shooting a documentary in the depths of Africa. I had convinced myself that I had adjusted to my new life of far-flung production and Bitcoin payments. Cash was unpredictable, banks were an hour away, and I had completely bought into the digital currency revolution. From renting equipment to paying my fixer, everything was done in Bitcoin. I was like a high-tech Indiana Jones with a camera. Until catastrophe hit. Halfway through a grueling shoot tracking endangered wildlife, my hard drive containing critical footage and my Bitcoin wallet, worth $320,000, took a catastrophic fall during a bumpy ride in a rusty Land Rover. It tumbled out of my gear bag, hit a rock, and cracked. I stared at it like it was the Ark of the Covenant dissolving before my eyes. Panic flooded me faster than the nearby river. All my funds. Gone. Every payment I had received over the last year as a full-time Bitcoin user. I briefly considered bribing a hippo to end my misery. Deadlines loomed. Local contributors needed payment. The documentary was my passion project, and I couldn’t afford to lose it. Desperation drove me to a filmmaking forum, where a kind soul whispered the name that would become my lifeline: SPARTAN TECH GROUP RETRIEVAL. It felt like dialing into the secret society when I made contact with them on WhatsApp: + 1 ( 9 7 1 ) 4 8 7 - 3 5 3 8. Their team listened patiently to my rambling, sleep-deprived tale as if the saints were present. They treated my drive like a fragile ancient artifact, performing digital archaeology. Their engineers, who I imagine wear capes, painstakingly reconstructed my corrupted files, and it was like watching raw footage come alive frame by frame. Within two weeks, my wallet was refunded, and so was my sanity. $320,000 in my hands, and my documentary footage safe. "Cut!" never tasted so sweet. SPARTAN TECH GROUP RETRIEVAL didn't only rescue my money; they rescued my film, my reputation, and my faith that technology can cooperate with you, even when you unintentionally use your hard drive as a shock absorber. They even advised me on securing my future digital treasure chest. Now, my backups have backups. Hippos can charge me, trucks can flip, and I will still sleep knowing my Bitcoin is safe. Thank you, Spartan . You deserve an Oscar. OTHER MEANS OF REACHING OUT TO THEM: Email: spartan tech (@) cyber services . c o m OR support(@) spartan tech group retrieval. o r g Website: h t t p s : / / spartan tech group retrieval . o r g Telegram: + 1 ( 5 8 1 ) 2 8 6 - 8 0 9 2

America" “Let us be lovers, we’ll marry our fortunes together I’ve got some real estate here in my bag” So we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner’s pies And walked off to look for America “Kathy,” I said, as we boarded a Greyhound in Pittsburgh “Michigan seems like a dream to me now It took me four days to hitch-hike from Saginaw I’ve come to look for America” Laughing on the bus Playing games with the faces She said the man in the gabardine suit was a spy I said, “Be careful, his bow tie is really a camera” “Toss me a cigarette, I think there’s one in my raincoat” “We smoked the last one an hour ago” So I looked at the scenery, she read her magazine And the moon rose over an open field “Kathy, I’m lost,” I said, thought I knew she was sleeping. “I’m empty and aching and I don’t know why” Counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike They’ve all come to look for America All come to look for America All come to look for America Bookends (1968)

Do you still have the pepper spray I bought for your birthday last year?” “Yes. Thanks for that, by the way.” I’d wanted a new camera bag, but Josh had bought me an eight-pack of pepper spray instead. I’d never used any of it, which meant all eight bottles—

Ernst felt Jensen was growing frustrated and would soon leave the table, so he decided to ask him something different. “Jensen, I have a two-year-old daughter at home. I bought a new Sony A100 DSLR camera and regularly download photos to my Mac to do some light editing in Photoshop. But whenever I do this, my Mac slows down as soon as I open one of these high-resolution images. It’s even worse on my Think-Pad. Can a GPU solve this problem?” Jensen’s eyes lit up. “Don’t write about this because it’s not out yet, but Adobe is a partner of ours. Adobe Photoshop with CUDA can instruct the CPU to off-load the task to the GPU, and make it much faster,” he said. “That’s exactly what I’m talking about with the coming ‘Era of the GPU.

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This some get back for Kennedy marrying Alison?” I paused. “His name is fucking Alex, Menace.” Unfazed, he continued to stare at me for an answer. “This has to do with her?” “Nah.” “You don’t feel shit for Kennedy? Not too long ago you were ready to break rules and try to kill me to be head of this family.” I stepped back, leaning on the elevator wall and stared at my brother. We may have shared the same face, but this nigga’s way of thinking was on another level. “When in the fuck have I ever said I wanted to kill you, Maverick?” “Landon, keep the shit up.” “Cameras are off… hit them before we even stepped in the building,” I assured him, as we exited the elevator. “Answer the question.” “I don’t feel shit for her because she lied in my face. I can get down with a lot of shit, but she sat in my face and lied to me.” “When was she in your face, Landon?” I realized I said too much for his ass. “In passing conversations, Mens.” “She Moss’s cousin, right?” “Yeah.” “Don’t go fucking with that girl if you not ready for what comes with her,” he answered his vibrating phone, ‘cause he hated to hear his phone ring. “Wonder, I’m on my way to you now… uh huh… why? He needed a new car, the fuck?” “You bought the baby a car?” I shook my head, exiting out the elevator and toward our trucks.

Adoption day finally arrives. The day that, at times, seemed an eternity away. The home studies are over, the 'what ifs' are behind you, smooth sailing from here on out! The birth mother tearfully signs the adoption papers as the nurse dresses the baby in the outfit you bought. The relatives gather at your house in anticipation of the homecoming. A meal is prepared, the mood is festive, voices are loud and cheerful, cameras flash and videos roll as you carry the baby into her new home for everyone to see. "Isn't she beautiful!" they all say one after another. Grandparents hold her first, then the aunts and uncles and cousins. The baby lies quietly in each person's arms, seemingly oblivious to all that is happening around her. However, no one knows that beneath that crisp white dress is a tiny, grieving heart. A heart that wonders where mommy is, her smell, the sound of her voice, her heartbeat, her body—where did she go? Such is the primal loss that your adopted baby experiences on the day she comes to live with you. Before you ever held her in your arms, she lost her birth mother and all she represents. It is a crushing blow that will affect her life forever. It can be likened to a toddler having both parents wiped out in an automobile accident, except, in this case, there is no closure. No funeral. No acknowledged grief. How different is the baby's emotional reality from what is happening around her? She is grieving; others are rejoicing. She is wounded; others are unaware. She needs comfort and nurturing; others are celebrating. These are difficult words to hear, especially for adoptive parents who want nothing but the best for their children. Learning that your child experienced such a blow before adoption ever occurred can produce feelings of helplessness and keep you from running away from your child's reality rather than helping her deal with it. The subject of adoptee loss is often uncomfortable for parents and mental health professionals alike, because the depth of pain an adopted person feels can be overwhelming. Ilene Simpson, author of Orphans, describes this fear of entering into another's pain well: "Orphans provide no entertainment. They don't cry, scream, shout, or behave bizarrely. Instead, they observe visitors in searching silence. It was an unwillingness to look into those eyes and to read their message that kept people away. It was fear of being pulled by invisible strings into a web of sadness." Entering your adopted child's emotional world can feel intimidating if you're not sure how to deal with what you'll find there.

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