Herman Cain parody commercial ad filmed and edited for 96.5 the Buzz in Kansas City, featuring Lazlo and Danny Boi.
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Dog Loves Elephant: Unlikely Animal Friendships
The story of an elephant named Tara living at an elephant sanctuary. There are a bunch of dogs who live at the sanctuary as well. But one dog, Bella, has formed an amazing friendship with Tara the elephant, showing that friendship can happen even in the most unexpected circumstances.
The longer she lived in San Viejo, the more she appreciated the kind of things that went with living. Like having a window open when you slept, and grass, and tortillas. Being happy when people came to visit, and being happy when they left. The way certain things felt wonderful when you held them in your hands: a book, an ax, a baby, a beer, a big-ass pile of M&M’s.
I feel unspeakably lonely. And I feel - drained. It is a blank state of mind and soul I cannot describe to you as I think it would not make any difference. Also it is a very private feeling I have - that of melting into a perpetual nervous breakdown. I am often questioning myself what I further want to do, who I further wish to be; which parts of me, exactly, are still functioning properly. No answers, darling. At all.
Of course he wasn't dead. He could never be dead until she herself had finished feeling and thinking. The kiss of his memory made pictures of love and light against the wall. Here was peace. She pulled in her horizon like a great fish-net. Pulled it from around the waist of the world and draped it over her shoulder. So much of life in its meshes! She called in her soul to come and see.
Maybe I really am weird, like the girl said, or maybe I’m just a terrible, shallow person, but it often feels to me as though I had died, the once beautiful woman said. All those years ago I died, and I’ve been a ghost ever since. I’ve been mourning my lost self ever since, and nothing, not even my love for my children and grandchildren, can make up for it.
— Sigrid Nunez, What Are You Going Through
And your long time curse hurts but what's worse
is this pain in here; I can't stay in here
ain't it clear that i just can't fit
yes i believe it's time for us to quit
When we meet again, introduced as friends,
Please don't let on that you knew me when
I was hungry, and it was your world
— Bob Dylan, Just Like A Woman
Grief is a most peculiar thing; we’re so helpless in the face of it. It’s like a window that will simply open of its own accord. The room grows cold, and we can do nothing but shiver. But it opens a little less each time, and a little less; and one day we wonder what has become of it.
— Arthur Golden, Memoirs of a Geisha