~(Neil Schulman)~
Neil B. Shulman - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia: Neil Barnett Shulman is an Associate Professor in the School of Medicine at Emory University.[1] He has conducted and published clinical research on hypertension and is the co-founder of the International Society of Hypertension in Blacks. He is the author of many books promoting medical literacy for both adults and children, as well as humor and children's books. He is the associate producer of the 1991 film Doc Hollywood, based on one of his books.
Shulman graduated from Emory University School of Medicine in 1971, after which he began teaching at the same institution. He has conducted research and published a variety of papers on the field of hypertension, funded at the level of around $8 million by the National Institutes of Health.
Shulman is a patient advocate who has taken an active role on behalf of healthcare consumers and patients with limited access to care.[7] Shulman founded the Medical Volunteerism Conference in 2010 which met at Emory University with over 2,000 international attendants in that year.[8] In 2011 the summit was held again, this time called the Global Health and Humanitarian Summit.[9] He played an active role on behalf of patients affected by the closing of the dialysis clinic at Grady Memorial Hospital in Atlanta, GA, which ultimately led to a favorable outcome for the affected patients.[7] He was a key contributor to the 2013 Global Health and Humanitarian Summit.[10] held at Emory University on April 12, 2013 - April 14, 2013.
Shulman has authored and co-authored many books on medical topics, as well as consumer medical primers for adults and children, and children's books. He self-publishes children's and humor books through his own company, Rx Humor.Shulman is also a comic performer on the subjects of humor and medical literacy. He often performs in fundraisers for free clinics and other charitable ventures.
In 1991 his book What? Dead…Again? was made into a feature film called Doc Hollywood, starring Michael J. Fox; Shulman was an associate producer on the film. He also produced, co-directed, co-wrote and co-starred in the independent feature film Who Nose? (Wet Sock Productions, 2006).
Shulman married actress Zoe Haugo in October 2008. They have one son, Miles, born September 2006.
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I actually met this man tonight;
as I'm blowing bubble from sidewalk while wearing pink bunny ears.
It's true;
my mother's favorite decorating advise:
"Every room needs a splash of color to surprise the eye."
So interesting all the synchronicities happening lately.
From:
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Donna Devine
Evelyn Daniel died just about an hour ago!
They are going to cremate her but don't know
when memorial service will be! Donna said maybe this weekend!
Feb 2, 10:48 pm
Had just finished this collage piece when receiving text from my sister informing me of Evelyns' death.
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Macrame angels;
made as Christmas gifts one year.
Of course Evelyn got one!
{T-(ime?) or T-(aproot?)}
She was the one who taught me the recycle art of making stained glass candle holders using the back windshield of a car. Had I not seen her making them, first, I would have never known I wanted making them.
And Evelyn certainly didn't seem to mind helping getting me started making them messy things; even scaring up for me from somewhere somehow, the whole thing; the back windshield of a car.
All these years later I can not help but wondering;
does it...HAVE TO BE THE BACK WINDSHIELD...of a car?
It certainly seemed Evelyn thought so..?
It was also Evelyn coming with my mother that day, when picking us up one summer, the small group of us from the First United Methodist Church of Prescott, Arkansas having just spent a week at Camp Tanako; a Methodist summer retreat on Lake Hamilton.
The pictures of me wearing a green T-shirt, one picture posing with my cat Tater Tot (the lady of my house) and the two posing with an inflatable Halloween ghost and a sex toy known as St. Andrew's Cross among a subset of us within the gay community, was a T(?)-shirt given to me by my mother; from my hometown of Prescott, Arkansas having used one Evelyn's husband designs for it's annual Chicken and Egg Festival that year.
That day these pictures taken was one of many days pissed off at the neighbors living in the house directly across the street from me; nationally known pastoral consultant George Robert Gary, Sr. MDiv, ThD having a wife once having me believing my only friendly neighbor, Janet Claire Segers Gary.
Even stopped a young bi-racial couple jogging down the sidewalk running through my property, asking, if they would mind taking these pictures of me posing with the St. Andrew's Cross?
Of course didn't tell these two, or even try telling these two love bugs, the purpose of these pictures they were taking of me until after I, first, quickly reviewed the pictures having just been taken;
satisfied!
"THAT IS A PERSONAL PROBLEM!"
~(Young Black Woman)~
They certainly didn't stick around long; or at least she didn't care hearing more.
The other one, the quiet one this whole time, just fell in steps behind her when quickly returning them back to their jogging.
She certainly had him well trained.
And it's kinda funny when thinking, just now, more about that day..?
Wasn't slavery once a personal problem...
T.(ruth) W.(in) O.(ut)?
Just my crafty
TWISTED PURPLE
TAO~g(6!9)d~OG
C.(racked) O.(ut) W.(hore)
way of competing
with
the combined years of experiences
of
THE BOBERT FAMILY'S THOU ARTFUL DODGER...
ways,
telling them...
KISS MY ASS!
Just exactly what it was reminiscing about that day, getting me even more pissed off at the Gary's, I do not remember? Most likely everything they've come to represent more than any one particular thing, eventually, winding me up to the point just having had to vent.
Strange, how it is I'm thinking of all these things, only now, all these years later.
"THE MCSWEENY FAMILY'S THE CLOSEST YOU'VE EVER CAME TO BEING POOR."
~(My Mother)~
Strange, realizing just now, how it came to be my mother having almost died that day a terrible car wreck. Instead of Evelyn coming along with my mother just for the ride on a pretty day, it was my father coming along when time picking me up from Daisy State Park; where having already spent a week with the McSweeny family camping by the lake and still having just too much fun.
Strange, how it came to be, how we were able talking my parents into letting me staying another week at the lake, roughing it up camping, with the McSweeny family.
"MOTHER. BEING THE VETERINARIAN I AM TODAY, IT WOULDN'T SURPRISE ME AT ALL, THAT BELLY WRAP AND HEAT LAMP WAS PLACED ON TAFFY AFTER SHE HAD ALREADY DIED."
~(JAMES E. AVERY, DVM)~
Strange how it was Missy, while sitting on my father's lap, having died this terrible car accident the day the angels were supposed to have been coming for me;
Missy's mother, Taffy, having died during the C-section?
MINUS FLESH = WATER AND SPIRITS: SENTIENT PUDDLE OF ALL SENTIENT PUDDLES
Not even sure if these stained glass candle holders Evelyn inspired me into making, several years in a row as Christmas gifts actually, coming before or after my mother having almost died this car accident?
All these years later I can not help but wondering;
does it...HAVE TO BE THE BACK WINDSHIELD...of a car?
It certainly seemed Evelyn thought so..
at the time?
It's true:
"CHILD NOTHING MORE THAN A BLANK PAGE UPON WHICH EVERYONE LEAVES THEIR MARK."
TAO~g(CHINESE?PROVERB)d~OG
Of course I do not give Evelyn's husband ...EL SPOTRO ... much credit, if any at all, for his recent ascension to fame as Arkansas's most famous "Outsider" Artist.
I know from my mother, this new founded passion of EL SPOTRO started off as a joke making fun of a black man's paintings of watermelon slices.
I'm certain of it;
he would not have even thought painting fun of this black man's painting had Evelyn not already the paints/materials most likely having used starting him off on his road to fame.
Plus the continuing encouragements to paint more once starting;
nothing more than an attempt keeping the old man busy and out of her way!
WHAT'S THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN AN ANGRY MAN, A CRAZY MAN, AND A GENIUS?
And the sames goes with Einstein's fame.
made as Christmas gifts one year.
Of course Evelyn got one!
{T-(ime?) or T-(aproot?)}
She was the one who taught me the recycle art of making stained glass candle holders using the back windshield of a car. Had I not seen her making them, first, I would have never known I wanted making them.
And Evelyn certainly didn't seem to mind helping getting me started making them messy things; even scaring up for me from somewhere somehow, the whole thing; the back windshield of a car.
All these years later I can not help but wondering;
does it...HAVE TO BE THE BACK WINDSHIELD...of a car?
It certainly seemed Evelyn thought so..?
It was also Evelyn coming with my mother that day, when picking us up one summer, the small group of us from the First United Methodist Church of Prescott, Arkansas having just spent a week at Camp Tanako; a Methodist summer retreat on Lake Hamilton.
The pictures of me wearing a green T-shirt, one picture posing with my cat Tater Tot (the lady of my house) and the two posing with an inflatable Halloween ghost and a sex toy known as St. Andrew's Cross among a subset of us within the gay community, was a T(?)-shirt given to me by my mother; from my hometown of Prescott, Arkansas having used one Evelyn's husband designs for it's annual Chicken and Egg Festival that year.
That day these pictures taken was one of many days pissed off at the neighbors living in the house directly across the street from me; nationally known pastoral consultant George Robert Gary, Sr. MDiv, ThD having a wife once having me believing my only friendly neighbor, Janet Claire Segers Gary.
Even stopped a young bi-racial couple jogging down the sidewalk running through my property, asking, if they would mind taking these pictures of me posing with the St. Andrew's Cross?
Of course didn't tell these two, or even try telling these two love bugs, the purpose of these pictures they were taking of me until after I, first, quickly reviewed the pictures having just been taken;
satisfied!
"THAT IS A PERSONAL PROBLEM!"
~(Young Black Woman)~
They certainly didn't stick around long; or at least she didn't care hearing more.
The other one, the quiet one this whole time, just fell in steps behind her when quickly returning them back to their jogging.
She certainly had him well trained.
And it's kinda funny when thinking, just now, more about that day..?
Wasn't slavery once a personal problem...
T.(ruth) W.(in) O.(ut)?
Just my crafty
TWISTED PURPLE
TAO~g(6!9)d~OG
C.(racked) O.(ut) W.(hore)
way of competing
with
the combined years of experiences
of
THE BOBERT FAMILY'S THOU ARTFUL DODGER...
ways,
telling them...
KISS MY ASS!
Just exactly what it was reminiscing about that day, getting me even more pissed off at the Gary's, I do not remember? Most likely everything they've come to represent more than any one particular thing, eventually, winding me up to the point just having had to vent.
Strange, how it is I'm thinking of all these things, only now, all these years later.
"THE MCSWEENY FAMILY'S THE CLOSEST YOU'VE EVER CAME TO BEING POOR."
~(My Mother)~
Strange, realizing just now, how it came to be my mother having almost died that day a terrible car wreck. Instead of Evelyn coming along with my mother just for the ride on a pretty day, it was my father coming along when time picking me up from Daisy State Park; where having already spent a week with the McSweeny family camping by the lake and still having just too much fun.
Strange, how it came to be, how we were able talking my parents into letting me staying another week at the lake, roughing it up camping, with the McSweeny family.
"MOTHER. BEING THE VETERINARIAN I AM TODAY, IT WOULDN'T SURPRISE ME AT ALL, THAT BELLY WRAP AND HEAT LAMP WAS PLACED ON TAFFY AFTER SHE HAD ALREADY DIED."
~(JAMES E. AVERY, DVM)~
Strange how it was Missy, while sitting on my father's lap, having died this terrible car accident the day the angels were supposed to have been coming for me;
Missy's mother, Taffy, having died during the C-section?
MINUS FLESH = WATER AND SPIRITS: SENTIENT PUDDLE OF ALL SENTIENT PUDDLES
Not even sure if these stained glass candle holders Evelyn inspired me into making, several years in a row as Christmas gifts actually, coming before or after my mother having almost died this car accident?
All these years later I can not help but wondering;
does it...HAVE TO BE THE BACK WINDSHIELD...of a car?
It certainly seemed Evelyn thought so..
at the time?
It's true:
"CHILD NOTHING MORE THAN A BLANK PAGE UPON WHICH EVERYONE LEAVES THEIR MARK."
TAO~g(CHINESE?PROVERB)d~OG
Of course I do not give Evelyn's husband ...EL SPOTRO ... much credit, if any at all, for his recent ascension to fame as Arkansas's most famous "Outsider" Artist.
I know from my mother, this new founded passion of EL SPOTRO started off as a joke making fun of a black man's paintings of watermelon slices.
I'm certain of it;
he would not have even thought painting fun of this black man's painting had Evelyn not already the paints/materials most likely having used starting him off on his road to fame.
Plus the continuing encouragements to paint more once starting;
nothing more than an attempt keeping the old man busy and out of her way!
WHAT'S THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN AN ANGRY MAN, A CRAZY MAN, AND A GENIUS?
And the sames goes with Einstein's fame.
Initially,
someone has to do all the cooking and cleaning.
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Every little bit helps.
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