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From the evidence here, the answer is an emphatic yes. There’s no question of the impact of Tiffany’s death on Sedaris’s identity as a brother; what’s intriguing from a reader’s perspective is the impact it has had on his identity as a writer, too. Oh, there’s plenty in this collection that’s vintage Sedaris: bright, trenchant essays on “upselling” (“the practice of pushing more stuff on you … as if in order to properly read a copy of US Weekly you’ll have to first rinse your eyes out with a four-dollar bottle of Evian”), or the addictive properties of a Fitbit (“Before, once we’d eaten dinner, I was in for the evening. Now, though, as soon as I’m finished with the dishes, I walk to the pub and back, a distance of 3,895 steps”).

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First, though, Sedaris reinducts us into his universe in the collection’s opening piece, “Company Man”, in which he tackles the indignities of mid-life with gusto. Confronted with his opening gambit that “there are few real joys to middle age. The only perk I can see is that, with luck, you’ll acquire a guest room,” it’s impossible not to relax: to snort in recognition at his observations, so conspiratorially delivered; to understand, from the combination of pith and perfect timing, that you’re in the hands of a comic master. There’s something, too, about his writing that flatters his readers: the confiding tone; the approachable intelligence; his trick of exposing and then skewering his foibles and thus allowing us to feel better about our own. It’s hard not to feel smug by the end of the first piece. We may be navigating the seas of mid-life ourselves (his fans are apparently ageing with him), but at least we’re reading Sedaris while we’re doing it. here

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Through disarmingly frank descriptions of their collective idiosyncrasies, vulgarities and charms, he conjures the sort of warts-and-all closeness that family alone can offer, and to feel yourself a part of that is as beguiling an experience as ever. But while the surface of this collection glitters just as brightly as the others, the shadows that swarm the depths are darker. Questions of ageing and mortality hover, and as life moves forward and the tragedies pile up, it turns out there are some things it’s impossible to play for laughs. For all its warmth and wit, Calypso is a rawer, jaggeder, sadder book than its predecessors, and one in which, for the first time, Sedaris appears to pull the curtain back; to show us where, behind the illusion of intimacy, the levers are located, and how they are being pulled. more

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All, then, is as it should be – until the first line of the second piece, when he sharply pulls the rug from under us. “In late May 2013,” he writes, “a few weeks shy of her fiftieth birthday, my youngest sister, Tiffany, committed suicide.” It’s a bald, brutal admission, delivered without decoration (though not without care: look at the way the sentence itself constitutes an act of dramatic withholding, delivering the gut-punch of suicide only in the final clause) – and its jolt is all the more destabilising for coming in the wake of the light, familiar wit of the opening essay. Tiffany’s suicide, and the questions it raises, are unequivocally the subjects of this volume, and a lesser author wouldn’t have had the chops to keep them back until chapter two. But in doing so, Sedaris gives us a shock that is an echo of the way in which the news intruded into his congenial, guest-room-rich life. “A person expects his parents to die,” he reflects. “But a sibling? I felt I’d lost the identity I’d enjoyed since 1968.” here

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Sedaris explores the double blow of losing Tiffany and of losing his own status as one of six over the course of the collection, circling back repeatedly as he tries to make sense of who his sister was, and who he was in relation to her. She’s constantly in the thoughts and on the tongues of his family; she appears to him in his dreams. She comes across as funny, prickly, angry, unwell. She left a will in which “she decreed that we, her family, could not have her body or attend her memorial service”. On the question of why she did it, his father claims to believe that it may not have had anything to do with them. “But how could it have not?” Sedaris wonders. “Doesn’t the blood of every suicide splash back on our faces?”

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‘There are few real joys to middle age’ … David Sedaris. Photograph: Ingrid Christie [links]

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We care for a feral tortie, her name is Mottles, aka, Motza, aka, motza-boo. She’s been spayed and vaccinated, and treated every month against fleas & ticks. She’s here at least twice a day for her regular feeding. No other humans can touch her. She’s terrified of everything – except our 130 lb. coonhound/mastiff. That’s her dog. She comes out of the woods for me every evening at sunset and let’s me pick her up and bring her inside. She sleeps in our bed, with her head on my pillow. Then she’s out for the day to do whatever she does. Some days I can’t understand why she just doesn’t want to become and inside cat. Some days, she acts like she’s never seen my husband and runs from him like out to murder her. She’s a handful, but after 3 years, she’s beginning to trust me. [links]

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We rescued our second cat, Ellie; a diluted tortie, after we decided to get our first rescue a little sister. We thought at first it was just because she had a rough background coming from a family who’s toddler would always tried to strangle her but soon we learned about tortitude and realized it was just the way she would express her. more

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I have a beautiful sweet Tortie named Luna. She loves to give hugs and be carried around on my shoulder.

[M.I.]

I have a tortoiseshell cat. And I can say she does not have tortitiude. She is an outdoor cat we sometimes let in and is really scared of our goofball pitbull. She will hiss at him and hide under our beds. Anyway she is really loving and is always in the mood for some cuddles. Sometimes she has “Had enough” of our cuddles and starts to get scared. She will hiss at us but that’s it. Even if we try and grab her when she is in this mood the most she does is hiss. She even still lets us pet her during this time. Overall she is a really loving cat and doesn’t have much tortitude.

[marcusaurelius]

I have a tourtie cat named R.C., a really awesome person. She is cute to the max! definately has “tortitude” like no other. She has become the love of my life, and I am having a blast living in her house. I allways have trouble getting her to eat her meals, she licks her food instead of chewing it. she has a lot of alergies, so she licks herself all day. She stays happy though, and welcomes me everyday when I get home from work. I am soooo glad she is with me! Tourties are the best!!
Jerry

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Harold George "Harry" Belafonte, Jr. (born March 1, 1927) is an American singer, songwriter, actor and social activist. He was dubbed the "King of Calypso" for popularizing the Caribbean musical style with an international audience in the 1950s. Belafonte is perhaps best known for singing "The Banana Boat Song", with its signature lyric "Day-O". Throughout his career he has been an advocate for civil rights and humanitarian causes and was a vocal critic of the policies of the George W. Bush Administration. more » more

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Written by: Dave Tanner, William Attaway, Harry Belafonte, Lord Burgess more

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When the machine stops and Leo tries to get it started again, the primordial Earth Goddess Gaea appears before the two. She taunts Leo until Calypso steps in and tells Gaea she is not welcome on her island. Gaea turns her attention to her and offers Calypso a chance to join her, as Ogygia will be destroyed when she remakes the world. She tells Calypso that all she needs to do is kill Leo and she will free her from her island. Calypso refuses as Ogygia is not only her prison, but her home and she banishes Gaea from it.

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After the Battle of Manhattan, Percy makes a request to the gods that Calypso along with any other peaceful Titans who didn't fight in the original war be allowed amnesty and be freed, pointing out that their treatment by the gods was what caused some of them to switch sides. Although, the gods being gods, they never did take Calypso off of Ogygia.

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Calypso meets Josephine in The Dark Prophecy. When Calypso faints from getting her magic back, Josephine takes her to the infirmary and helps her restore her magic. Because of her efforts, by the next day, Calypso can perform minor feats of magic. Jo also convinces Calypso to stay with her at The Waystation.