Thursday, July 31, 2014
To St. Kitts and Nevis, my 117th Country. Be grateful to the local monkeys, this is where the Polio Vaccine you all got came from. St. Kitts is 68 sq. mi. with a pop. of 39 thou while Nevis is 36 sq. mi. pop. 11,500., Independence from Britain in 1983. I stayed at the "Seaview Inn" the only hotel in Basseterre, Capitol of St. Kitts, decent flop for 75 U.S. National Museum was interesting, in the 1894 Treasury Bldg. Berkeley Clock Tower and Independence Square are in the center, to Immaculate Conception Cathedral with the ceiling evoking a ship's hull, to St. George's Anglican. Went to Warner Park Stadium and saw Cricket. Good cheap Eats abound. Went to "Bloody Point" where in 1626 the English and French massacred 2000 or more Caribs. Walked a half-mile up to the magnificent Brimstone Hill Fortress, employees smilingly said, you walked? The 3 hours I was there I was the only one I saw who did, gee. The huge complex, the "Gibraltar of the West Indies" was taken in 1782 by the 8000 French besieging the 1000 English for 30 days, however just the next year the British regained it by "The Treaty of Paris." For 150 years primarily the English and French fought over the Caribbean Sugar Islands made bountiful by the huge rainfall and volcanic soil, look at the map and see the total area that was much more valuable to the European Powers than all of North and Central and South America combined. Swam at Friar's Beach, beautiful, went around entire island in a collectivo. Took ferry 12 miles to Nevis, the Capitol, Charlestown, is the birthplace of that erstwhile economist, Alexander Hamilton, enjoyed the "Alexander Hamilton Museum," was in the "Nelson Museum" dedicated to Lord Horatio Nelson whose wife was from Nevis. To the Bath Hotel, once the most palatial hotel in the Caribbean. Swam at Nisbet Beach, there's a hotel there but all the beaches in the Caribbean are public and you can even use a hotel's facilities, I changed inside. St. K and N is a wonderful destination.
Two of my favorite Blogs are (Talented Telepathist, October 28, 2012) on Sam Walton. After reading "Made In America," Sam's autobiography (only found time for it as he was dying), I was inspired for months. To be in Sam's original store, now a self-guided museum, and sweet Alice's "Crystal Bridges" was very exciting. And almost 2 years later, how many of the "Financial Experts" on TV have read MIA, none.
I'm still trying to get over the pangs of not having any "Inca Cola." And in Peru I'd get Inca Massages with Hot Rocks, they compared well to the many deep-tissue massages that I've had in Thailand (see My Blog of Oct. 10, 2012). Pedro Roque Otano was the Boxing Coach on 7 Cuban Olympic Teams and is regarded as perhaps the best Amateur Boxing Coach ever. Otano was Cuban and Boxing Royalty but in 2009 he had a severe falling-out with the Castros and except for his International Stature quite probably would have been put in prison. Instead he was broken to Street-Sweeper and required to push a broom down the streets. Pedro managed to escape to the U.S. in 2012 and is soon likely to be named the "U.S. Olympic Boxing Coach." The U.S. Olympic Boxing Program has long been on the downslide resulting in no American Men winning a Boxing Medal of any type in the 2012 London Olympics. One of the few recent immigrants worth having, Pedro says he's working 30 hours a day to turn things around, hopefully the U.S.A. found gold in the streets.
Tuesday, July 29, 2014
I was watching a bit of a "Mad Men" episode on Sunday ending with Skeeter Davis' "The End Of The World" (1963) ...Why does my heart-t go on bea-ting-g Why do these eyes-s of mine cry-y...Through her beautiful, mournful, melody, Skeeter lives on forever...
I have 9 pairs of glasses, all current prescription, no sunglasses, I have contact lens but seldom wear them, it's easy to throw on a pair of glasses and it changes my look, ho me dandies. I'm 205 and I'm trying to stay there, never tried before, I move quicker and have more energy. Greg Maddux was just overwhelmingly voted into the Baseball Hall of Fame, he went to Valley High across the street from my gym as well as his older brother, Mike, if you pitched 15 years in the Majors you're no slouch yourself (Valley Boys). When I use heavy dumb-bells of 65 lbs. or more I tape my wrists as they bleed extensively from abrasion cuts due to my twisting them about. Before I started taping them I'd bleed all over the weights, I figured it'd soak in or evaporate but guys were grossed-out and complained about me, Management said We can't be having this (in a gym where on a certain morning you might see someone being chased by some guy with a knife, they affect Sanitation and Decorum). Well, I'm easy to get along with, I complied. They just had something on Jimmy Hoffa on PBS, back in Ohio I picked-up an older guy who was hitchhiking on the Interstate and he volunteered that he had been in Lewisburg with Hoffa. Naturally I asked what was he like, he said that you could get along with him if you agreed with him, what we'd expect. Sonny Barger was raised by his father who worked for the railroad, in an interview when he was 50 ...I've never my mother, I haven't met her yet... Sonny said that except for the "Hells Angels" close association with Harley-Davidson he'd be riding a Kawasaki, saying they're better.
The National Media will wind up in a nursing home with their tongues hanging out of their mouths, they're close to it now. I see that John Walsh is on CNN now and at least one case has already been solved, unfortunately with 3 cops shot. My brother, Bob, said that John Walsh was a great man, well, compare John to Ed Bernstein. Every blue moon this guy had something worth hearing ...I hope we once again have reminded people that man is not free unless government is limited. There's a clear cause and effect here that is as neat and predictable as a law of physics: As government expands, liberty contracts--Ronald Reagan Do I detect a groundswell of support for my Presidential Candidacy, I have Superhuman Powers unlike the rest, think about it. I get tired of reading about Black Athletes and how they rose from poverty, they're always saying that they were one of 13 or whatever, they're not the most responsible people.
Thursday, July 24, 2014
I spoil you people. PR to Antigua, taxi to St. John's the Capitol. Antigua and Barbuda (pron. bar-by-uda) is my 116th Country. Discovered by Columbus in 1493 the Spanish had no interest in either as there was no fresh water but plenty of savage Caribs. They obtained Independence from Britain in 1981, they're separated by 25 mi, Antigua is 108 sq. mi. and Barbuda (pron. bar-by-uda) is 62 sq. mi. The highest elevation on either is, yes, Mt. Obama on Antigua at 1319 feet. They're part of the Leeward Islands and the Lesser Antilles. The total population is 82 thou with only 1250 people on Barbuda. The English settled Antigua in 1632 and Barbuda in 1684. Like the rest of the Caribbean the people are Black and basically good people sorta poor but honest. However, there's been several murders of tourists on Antigua in recent years so be a little wary. I stayed at JoeMike's in St. John's at $65 a night, a real bargain as everywhere else it was twice or more. Joe is Lebanese and real friendly, he showed me around his casino, has it all. Just an hour after I checked in I saw the Mayweather-Maidana fight-card begin on TV. What was selling for $70 in PR was seen free throughout Antigua. Great Undercard and the Main Go was real good, Mayweather won a close decision but it was only Maidana's low blows that kept him in it, in their Rematch with a competent referee it shouldn't be close, that was Floyd's Fight. I went to their Museum and St. John's Cathedral where they kindly let me in even though it's being renovated. At the Market I bought 3 of the famous Antigua Black Pineapples, best in the World, yummo. Went to Fort James and swam nearby, warm saltwater, yummo. Went by collectivo to their Cricket Stadium named for Sir Vivian Richards, one of the 5 best ever. Went by collectivo to English Harbor at the south end of the island and Nelson's Dockyard named for Lord Horation Nelson who was stationed there. Swam at Pigeons Point Beach, real good. Bought a day-trip to Barbuda by ferryboat for $160, arrived at the Capitol, Coddington, taken by boat to see the Frigate Bird Colony, then by van to see the Caves, we swam at another beautiful beach and I had a lobster lunch with good side-dishes, biggest lobster I've seen on a plate, beer, it was a fun day.
I've Googled everybody I've ever known, and recently I saw where a friend of mine from 40 years ago back in Ohio is dead. This guy (a Vet of the 82nd Airborne, paratroopers are often rough people) had a long list of "Assault and Batteries," I eventually dropped him as when we went out he was always trying to start trouble. The last time I saw him he had been fighting with Negroes and he had done things to them and they had broken his right forearm, it was in a cast. I didn't have to wonder who started it. But he was smart and could be personable with a good sense of humor. Once while I was there he was telling some guys that I was the best guy in the world to get high with, he thought I was funny. I was really suprised to see that he died at "49," I would have thought "39." But we had run together and been friends and to see in print that Don was dead made me feel bad.
I'm the only man who can make McKayla happy, she knows this, and I did my best, a humanitarian effort. I really like McKayla and she can still make me jealous, but for me there's limits where you're just not going to want somebody. Life must go on. Lynn Berry on CNN thinks I'm the best thing since sliced-bread, so write me, we can get together. In Las Vegas there's a sleazy personal-injuries lawyer, Ed Bernstein, who advertises extensively on all the local TV Stations during the Newscasts, while the Newscasts at these bought-off, no-scruples TV Stations are going on you see writing telling you to contact Ed (gouge anybody you can for all you can get). In Ed's words ...Take The First Step...
Tuesday, July 22, 2014
Friday, July 18, 2014
I flew L.V. to Charlotte, to San Juan. I had been to Puerto Rico 22 years before and then was also in Ponce and Mayaguez, this time only San Juan. Discovered by Columbus on his 2nd Voyage on Nov. 19, 1493, Puerto Rico was a prized possession for the Spanish as it was a big island, 100 miles by 35 miles, with fresh water, also San Juan Harbor was very deep and easily defended. In front of their fort, El Morro, was like a freeway taking the Spanish Treasure to Europe and other ships to Puerto Rico via favorable breezes. Castillo de San Cristobal comprised 27 acres that was the largest fortification in the Western Hemisphere. To visit both was very exciting. I was in the Cathedral of San Juan Bautista where is the tomb of San Juan's founder, Juan Ponce de Leon. La Casa Blanca was one of the first buildings in San Juan and this was his home. I was in the Puerto Rico's Art Museum. A nice lady gave me a tour of the Territorial Capitol and I was in both Houses of Legislature. Puerto Rico has a pop. of 3.6 mil and there's more than that in the U.S. 40% of Puerto Ricans have Taino Indian Blood. When you're in PR you really feel like you're in a 3rd World Country, it's a backward place. Ah, but nice to visit, I stayed in a motel close to Isla Verde Beach and it was great, at daybreak I'd be in the water for an hour, warm saltwater, that was good. The Spanish held their Jewel for over 400 years fighting like a dog to keep it. Francis Drake, whose prowess at seizing Spanish Treasure Ships gained him the sobriquet of El Drage, the Dragon, tried to take San Juan in 1595. The Spanish scored a direct hit on Drake's Cabin as he was sitting and eating dinner, they blew his chair out from under him, unhurt but enraged, Francis leapt up and tried to take San Juan by leading a force overland, but this failed. All other attempts at taking Puerto Rico failed until May, 1898. By then the only Spanish possessions were the Philippines, Cuba and PR. The Spanish-American War which lasted less than 4 months, had the American Fleet shelling San Juan, by then the Spanish were so toothless that half their cannon wouldn't even fire and Puerto Rico fell to the United States.
Monday, after doing my pretty Blog, I went to see the NBA Summer League, such a good time. There were 2 games going in the Thomas-Mack and the connected Cox Arena more or less at the same time, that is at or around 1 P.M., 3 P.M., 5 P.M., and 7 P.M. One could see half a game of 8 of them. I saw Andrew Wiggins, Jabari Parker (played good), Aaron Craft from my Ohio State and oodles of other Stars to be, and all this for $28. In the Cox, which seats only 5 thou, you're right on top of the action. Adam Silver is a long drink of water in his own right, looks like an energetic, friendly, upbeat type of guy you'd like to shoot the breeze with. Steve Kerr is the new coach of the Warriors. On 5 NBA Champions, Steve is the NBA's All-Time Leader in 3-Point Percentage. It's said that anybody can take a jump shot, but not like that, Kerr brought in instant points. I've been on the Campus of American University in Beirut, in 1982 Steve's Dad, Malcolm Kerr, the President, was assassinated by the Hezbollah. I was talking to a Christian Arab Professor about Steve Kerr and he said Ann (Steve's Mother) was telling me about that, were you just talking to her? I said I don't know Mrs. Kerr. For a lot of it I was sitting next to a big middle-aged guy who had brought his daughter with him. He had played college ball at a minor level. His daughter was a pretty, little girl, and the guys who threw stuff up into the stands were throwing it to her. He told me, she's very shy, and that was why he was sending her down to get the players' autographs, and the ones she got were elaborate, with the player's number and something like "Study Hard in School." She was spending the day with her Dad and getting all this good stuff, did you girls have a Sweet Daddy? He was a good conversationalist, I wouldn't mind bumping into them yet again.
I haven't done a Blog in 4 days and it's 10 A.M. and I've already got a lotta hits, I ought to charge you Cats. I wouldn't be flying over a WarZone. The last time Hamas whipped the Israelis as they had grown fat and lazy and were technologically inferior. This is a Republic not a Monarchy where you have hereditary dynasties, We've had the lackluster Bush's, and now it's more of the same with the Clintons. Out of a Nation of over 300 mil there are better people for the highest elective office than these, yes! And all of these have strong tie-ins to Harvard and Yale (also Obama and a bunch of others), what's going on? As though there aren't better people than these throughout the U.S. I went to State Schools in Ohio, elect me, Ed Preusse, as the next President. Think about it. It's been 2 weeks and, of course, the burglary of that big U.S. Post Office at 4632 S. Maryland, 89170 for the box-holders, in Las Vegas hasn't been solved by the incompetent Postal Inspectors. Even the Manager agrees with me that it was an Inside-Job. Many of my Readers are Journalists, make yourselves of good use for the first time in your lives, get on this and bring pressure to find out who robbed a major U.S. Post Office. Love has taken a backseat to Practicality, a guy has to look out for himself. Many of the Women on TV find me attractive but are too mousy to let this be known. Overcome your pusillanimity and leave a comment on my Blog, or Friend me on Facebook, or write me at P.O. Box 72965, Las Vegas, NV 89170. I don't like to talk about myself but I possess SuperHuman Powers unlike those scruffy men to whom you have access. Be a Woman about it.
Monday, July 14, 2014
I flew extensively in the Caribbean recently exclusively on LIAT. It seemed to be a good idea as LIAT is the main airline in the Caribbean going more places than any other and I had flown LIAT 2 years ago and thought it all right. I had flown Barbados to Grenada, Grenada to St. Vincent, St. Vincent to St. Lucia, and St. Lucia to Barbados, and all 4 flights left and arrived on time. The only flaw was that arriving in Grenada my bag had a one-foot tear which only could have been caused by say dropping it from head high onto concrete. But this time half of the many flights were late departing by 1 to 4 hours with similar arrival times, it was bad. I began on LIAT flying San Juan to Antigua and it was delayed 3 hours and I arrived in the dark shooting half the day. My last flight was Antigua to San Juan from where I'd fly to Bogata and that was delayed 4 hours. Had we arrived at 12:15 P.M. as we were supposed to I would have had plenty of time to see the only sight in San Juan that had eluded me, "La Fortaleza," the oldest building continuously used as an executive mansion in the Western Hemisphere, since 1533. Due to the very late arrival I didn't see it. The other passengers at the Antigua Airport for the most part seemed more content than myself with the delay, nerdy types playing with their hand internet devices. The people working in Security didn't seem to like what I was saying and the language that I used, that was the idea (at a 2 hour delay in Dominica, a guy was talking to the Security who screen you and your baggage in a similar way, he was sort of a light Black, the good Doctor said to me--They're little men who want you to bend and bow... At Antigua a guy told me that on the flight to there the bottle of fine rum that he checked in his luggage had been broken and that his clothes were soaked in rum and glass. Due to the delay in Antigua, which is LIAT's hub so you'd think they could have gotten us a plane out of there more quickly, this guy was going to miss his connecting flight to Atlanta and have to stay in San Juan overnight thus missing a day of work, he was very happy with LIAT.
I see people sneezing in their hands all the time, god, just sneeze on the big floor. You know how much I can't stand bad language in Periodicals and it's increasing all the time, I think they do it to annoy me. When I was in Columbia recently I saw bananas that it would take you all day to eat one, in South America people are always trying to sell the passengers foodstuffs and I usually pass them up as they could be a source of Typhoid (I had a Typhoid vac. good for 2 years before I left but it's not foolproof) but at a delay for road construction we all got off and I bought a couple ears of hot corn and the kernels were literally 10 times the size of the kernels in the corn in the U.S. supermarkets, why don't we have corn like this? The Indian Lady then provided a big hunk of soft queso (cheese) for each hot ear and it melted all over them and the combination was delicious (you're drooling on your keypads). The Koch Brothers' spokesman pointed out that Harry Reid had worked in the public domain throughout his life so how did the old bastard become very wealthy.
Lonnie Craft, known as "Battling Blackjack," competed as a Heavyweight Boxer from 1938 to 1954 with a record of 26-15 with 19 Knockouts (had heavy hands, were he to win at all most likely a knockout). On March 6, 1957 he met his ex-wife, Virginia, in a restaurant, her final words were that she was leaving town as "Phoenix isn't big enough for both of us." Not one to take rejection well, Lonnie shot Virginia repeatedly. Convicted of Virginia's murder and sentenced to death, on March 7, 1959 Lonnie Craft went to the gas chamber in Florence wearing boxing gloves, boxing shoes, trunks and a robe, a boxer making his walk for the last time.
Friday, July 11, 2014
I'm still looking for a suitable car, I'll donate the one I have, once again you people's help is invaluable, I couldn't survive without you. Well, I don't want to seem bitter, one of the best things that you can do for your car is to get the water out of the gas tank. I recently put a yellow bottle of "HEET" in my gas tank after I filled-up. Maybe 5% of your fill-up is water, not only are you paying good money for water in your gas tank but it makes your car run worse maybe a lot worse. And over a period of time you could well have 20% of what's in your gas tank being water. Yeah. So invest a slight amount of money in "HEET" maybe also using it for the next fill-up, the yellow bottle for most cars rather than the orange. I once sent off for Tom and Ray Magliozzi's "Car Tips," Ray--I didn't say it was a Million Seller, I said there were a Million in the Cellar...
I had never heard of a big Post Office being robbed. My friend, Gary, used to be in charge of Security for 3 of the local Wal-Marts, and I told him about it and he said...It's an Inside Job... In both of the previous 2 Summers I had a $400 package delivered to the same Post Office and both were heat-damaged. If anyone knows of a way that the U.S. Postal Service can get any worse leave a Comment (you people are shy, you leave no comments, you lurk in the shadows), I'd be interested.
Wednesday, July 9, 2014
These women come to me with their crude courting techniques. I just paid a mo. for a 1-bedroom apt. near the Hard Rock, it's more upscale. Now, I just got back to Las Vegas and the first thing I did was go to the big Post Office on Maryland Parkway across from UNLV where I pay $140 a year for a box, I had told them to hold my mail while I was in San Diego. And they told me that someone had broken into the Post Office after hours on July 3 and stolen all the mail, I lost 18 days of mail. I'm not going to say this is an outrage (you may), this was a crime of desperation and thus far, 6 days later, successful, the bumbling Postal Inspectors haven't caught anyone. That somebody would have the temerity to rob a big U.S. Post Office and get away with it! The United States in its current incarnation is weak and mindless. Barry, instead of devoting billions to these Hispanic Lawbreakers should buy some cheap Cyclon-B and use it as a cure. He can also do this with all the present and past illegal aliens and their progeny who erroneously due to a misinterpretation of the 14th Amendment are considered to be U.S. Citizens. I like Las Vegas because I can feel the energy, I like excitement.
Monday, July 7, 2014
A few, a very few, of my Readers have some hair ... and might wish to emulate the wise old Ed and follow the "Che Trail." Santa Cruz, Bolivia's largest city, 1.14 mil., is a hour's flight from La Paz, I got in around 9 P.M. I took a taxi to around where I had read they had collectivos going to Samaipata. He got me in the general area but there were only expensive hotels and Ed wished to be frugal. The kindly manager of one told me to walk 3 blocks, take a left and then a few more blocks to where there were a number of cheap flops. He spoke accurately, I carried my bag (wheeled-luggage is for sissies) to a hotel which had rooms that were very broken-down but clean and safe, with bathroom for 10 U.S. a night. I came outside in the morning and a collectivo to Samaipata was about to leave a half-block away. A few hours to Samaipata, a nice quiet place, and I went to RoadRunners Travel Agency (firstname.lastname@example.org) where I met Danielle, who was German-Swiss. Some of the Krauts are brain-heavy and so was Danielle. Her family was in the hotel business and she had only been there 6 months and not knowing any before now spoke fluent Spanish. You might even have lunch with this good lady as did I. Danielle took me to where the taxi-drivers hang out in a room on the plaza and Vladimir said that he'd take me to La Higuera and the next day on the way back to Vallegrande, he then drove me to the Santa Cruz Airport, I paid the excellent Vladimir 166 U.S. It's a dusty road sometimes with boulders in the way and it took maybe 6 hours to La Higuera where I stayed at the excellent Frenchman's Hotel where he made me an excellent dinner, he showed biographicals of Che in Spanish (neither Vladimir or the Frenchman spoke English) while I quaffed 3 Braz. beers, I stayed at his hotel, in the morning he made me a good breakfast, the total bill was 25 U.S. Vladimir got me to the airport well ahead of my flight to Santiago. The CIA-Operative who ordered and attended Che's Murder kept Che's Rolex as a trophy, proudly displaying it for decades.
I was just in Barstow, Ca., it's sort of a midway stopping point between San Diego, L.A. and Las Vegas, a place to gas-up and maybe stay in a motel. The residents of Barstow, the locals, seem to be in-breds (...you're a good sister ...). I just re-read my Brother, Bob's, article on Jeff Buxton in the October, 2012 Amateur Wrestling News, Bob is the High School Editor. It's very uplifting and you people need to be uplifted. I asked my friend Brad Jacot (pron. jah-coe, French) who went to the U. of Washington on a wrestling scholarship compiling a record of 80-7 (two-thirds of scholarship athletes are a waste of money, not so with Brad) what he would rate Bob's article, I thought the content was real good but his writing style not so much, so I figured a C plus, but Brad said he'd give it an "A." As Brad has taught high school English for 30 years I have to take his opinion. When I was in High School there was a guy who I didn't get along with or like. When I was "26" I was walking around at a mall with this chick and we came upon this same guy and he was selling insurance at the mall for Prudential, he started talking to me addressing me as "Buddy," he and I weren't buddies. Also he asked me if I was married to the chick I was with, she was just the best I could do at the moment, and I didn't like that either. Anyway, this guy is trying to "Friend" me on Facebook, good grief.
Thursday, July 3, 2014
Where I've had a lot of readers lately is the Ukraine (?), had 2 in India. I was just in the Ukraine a little over a year ago (See my Blogs of Sept. 19 and Sept. 26, 2013), they've had all this fighting, that place'll do it to you, I have a big scar on my forehead, I have a crease in my skull. I was at Caesar's watching a fight card and was sitting next to an oldtime boxer, he told me ...The tuffa ya look the bedda ya look ... Oh, I see ... To my readers in the Ukraine, pay me a lot of money and I'll use my Telepathy to further your cause. I don't want to sound mercenary, but I'll do this for anybody if I'm well-paid, a guy has to look out for himself.
On Tuesday I had a colonoscopy, my 4th. My father died 41 years ago from the effects of Colon Cancer, colonoscopies weren't in vogue back then unfortunately for him, he was "63." So it behooves me to get one every 5 years. The previous 3 were done under mild anesthetic, and I enjoyed them as I got to see my own colon in living-color, it was neat, and when you have an IV of Joyjuice you don't care what they do to you. This past colonoscopy was done without any anesthetic, since I had no one to drive me home they wouldn't give me one otherwise and I knew I needed to get this done. It was horrible, they took a 3-foot cable and shoved .... I'll never get another without the Joyjuice. They found a medium-size polyp and cut it out, it's being biopsied for possible Cancer, it's probably benign. To make sure they got it all they want me to have another in 6 months (they tattooed my colon where the polyp was, yeah), but it's gonna hafta be, you know. The VA does everything for me medically except wipe my chin, they're very thorough. The appointment of Bob McDonald who was CEO of Procter & Gamble, as the new Director of Veterans Affairs sounds like a masterstroke, have somebody do it who can wisely handle a budget of 150 billion a year. Many of you were upset at hearing that I had a colonoscopy without anesthetic, I appreciate your concern.
The entirety of the American TV Media should be put against the Wall for their lies, for their blatant and prolonged deceptions to the American People. At this, their multitude of potential successors are jumping up and down... Yes, Yes ... And a good lesson for them. A Peasants' Revolt?