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    “You” Season 3

    By Joy Lynn Clark November 8, 2021 I have been following Netflix’s “You” since season one. “You“ stars Penn Badgley as Joe Goldberg, the tormented–by love-and on the edge, book binder. The character Joe is such a nice guy until he has rifts in his romantic relationships. I hate to spoil it for you so check out season three and binge it if you haven’t seen the previous seasons.

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    The Most Beautiful House

    By Joy Lynn Clark October 22, 2021 When I was young, and when my mom was still finding herself – we became Buddhists. I found it super boring but as usual I went along for the ride. It started with some chanting sessions in my living room. I didn’t have to come but I was extremely curious. My first encounter was a group of chanters sitting Indian style on the floor in my living room. I crept through the group on all fours since our furniture had been moved aside. I called myself sneaking in and eventually one of the chanters spots me and shows me his little book. “What…

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    A Healthy Influence (Or at least as healthy as we can get)

    By Joy Lynn Clark October 6, 2021 When I was first made aware that I too, am a celiac there was a learning curve. The hardest category for a celiac is liquor. First off, I drink a bunch of rum under the assumption that rhyme is made of sugar cane. I took a course in bartending years ago. So I do have some useful knowledge. I even earned a bartending certificate and I have experience tending bar. I also assume that vodka is made from potatoes. Years later I was surprised to find out that vodka is also made from wheat as well as corn. I thought about telling you…

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    The God of Candy

    By Joy Lynn Clark September 23, 2021 My grandparents – On both sides are pretty religious. One side Catholic and the other, protestant. I always try to be good and sit through church. We would get dressed up and go listen to the word. I wasn’t teally that into it but I did my duty and went along. My parents on the other hand. were not religious at all. I really only had to go when I was with grandma and grandpa. I Remember one period As a child when I chose to attend church on my own. The missionaries would ride down my block in a school bus and…