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Pat Pace (Pasquale Pace, Feb. 19, 1930 to Jan. 6, 2006), was considered by some to be a musical-genius, appearing at "7" on the highly-popular radio-show "Major Bowes Original Amateur Hour" (...I've been saying my prayers all day, so I know I'll play good...), little Pat's Accordion won in a landslide of call-in votes (...the little boy on the accordion...) over the other contestants.  Akron's Own (his much-younger brother, Tony, was my older brother, Bob's, best friend at St. Sebastian's), could play many instruments, his favorites were the organ and piano, his forte was jazz-piano.  At "16", Pat auditioned for acceptance to Juilliard, and went-there on scholarship (Ed took piano-lessons for 4 or 5 years as a child, when I gave it up at "13", my instructor didn't say ...you can't, it would be Music's loss...).  Pat did very-well at Juilliard, graduating in 1950, leaving with a degree and a heroin-addiction.  Pat returned to Akron, and was a huge regional-success, selling-out intimate venues, but throughout the 50's he was constantly in trouble with the law over his drug-use, finally in 1959, Pat was arrested for breaking into a pharmacy, appearing before Judge Mancini, also Italian, who had seen Pat perform as a child  ...I never thought as I watched those little hands move over the keyboard that you'd be standing before me for sentencing...  Pat went to prison and hospitals for 5 years, and came out fully-recovered, he told his hometown newspaper ...There's 2 things I know real-good, drugs and music...  Pat further enhanced his acclaim (he was married to the ex-wife of Mike Nichols), being there-on highly regarded as a person, musician, and teacher, his 1978 "Pacific" is a most-valued collectible, one cut is "Lusty Angel"                                                                                                                                      

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I've recently gotten a ton of Hits from Poland (?), now, this would be Russia.  You people are showing disrespect for me by not doing what I tell you

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Trump recently awarded the Medal of Honor to some old guy for what he supposedly-did 50 years ago,  it was Obama who started-this, allowing people to campaign for the military's highest-medal, awarding it to long-dead Jews for things they supposedly did in WW 1.  Before, you had one-year to prove the case, recent events have cheapened what was seldom-awarded and most-highly esteemed (See My Blog for Jan. 26, 2012).  Danny Tarkanian, the son of Jerry Tarkanian (See My Blog for Feb. 18, 2015), has been described as a "perennial candidate", having tried without success for a number of elected-positions.  A Las Vegas lawyer, "55", whose mother is Lois Tarkanian, a long-time politico serving as a Las Vegas Councilwoman, Danny graduated 3rd in his class from U of San Diego Law School, he has baggage in that he had a 17 mil judgement against him from a bank-default, settling bankruptcy by paying the FDIC $525,000 (maybe no great businessman).  But the latest poll shows him at 34% to incumbent Dean Heller's 38%, vying for the Republican Nomination for U.S. Senator, seems like "Little Tark" (played well for his Dad at UNLV) might be coming-on and get something.  I've got a bone to pick with those frauds and thieves at Citibank (See My Blog for March 29, 2017), and Trump needs to get something up and going where this can be settled in Arbitration, the sooner the better.  Now, I supported Trump's run for President, ardently, I'm influential, everybody reads-me, and he didn't win by much,  he'll be exposed as an ingrate should I not receive my legal-due (See My Blog for April 2, 2017), tho I deserve much more                                                        

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The work-place isn't a forum to protest social-injustice, say, an accountant doing this by stating that he was just going to sit there and not work for 10 minutes, what would be his fate?  You've gotta wonder if some of these have had their bell-rung too many.  Puerto Rico is a U.S. Territory and it's people are born U.S. Citizens.  I've been there a couple times, and just 3 years ago, and I've been all-over, PR is a 3rd World place, at best, being there you don't feel like you're in the U.S., it's slow, awkward, and poverty-stricken, well, I guess we should help those dumb-enuf to live there (more Puerto Ricans live on the mainland than not), for sure, beautiful beaches, get those up and running.   Yes, I still-go to the 24 Hour Fitness SuperSport at 5035 W. Tropicana, only a mile from where I live, and there's no other health clubs within 5 miles.  On Friday, it set an all-time low, some obese Black woman came in with a beagle wearing a garment that said SERVICE DOG, the Staff allowed her inside.  She would tie the dog's leash to the machine she was using, later, when I entered the Pool Area, I saw the dog swimming in the pool and then the whirlpool, I just used the Sauna and Steam.  When I was in the Steam, I was talking to a couple of older Black guys, one said ...I only go here because it's 2 blocks from where I live, this place is ghetto, it's a dump...         

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The Media themselves should go up on a high-roof, and then do a Lemmings Leap, just thinking-about the carnage below makes me feel good

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I was listening to "Shape of You" on the way over, I like that tune, probably because the video has a boxing motif  ...my bedsheets smell like you...  My mother's blood was better than my father's, his was pretty-good, hers was the best, I wonder why she married him, I don't know what we'd be doing about it.  I've noticed for long that women make terrible boxing judges, there's one who "The Ring" said shouldn't be doing it, and this was 6 years ago, and she's still at it.  You'd think anybody could be trained to do it well, apparently-not, trying to force-feed women into everything is a mistake, sure, some of them were bribed, but for the most-part they're just bad.  All of Press Row had either a Draw or Golovkin winning, any combo would have given-it to Gennady, no one had Alvarez winning except that woman-person.  Women are better at knitting, men at boxing judgin'.  I just came from Trump International Hotel, off the Strip, where they're having a Red Cross Blood Drive, today (more talk of blood, hey), where I donated a pint of my sweet-blood, I'm considered to have Rare Blood, they cut my pint 6 ways and give-it to Preemies.  Only 6% of the adults in the U.S. donate, hardly anybody in Las Vegas, tho in the MidWest where I'm from it's 10%.  Being so cowardly that you're afraid of a little-needle is a serious-problem (go see the Wizard?).  I was really disappointed, a lot of the big-places that host a drive, have, say, a ballroom, a nice really-big room, where they set-up and it's a spacious, pleasant, atmosphere for donors and phlebotomists, this thing was a bloodmobile in the parking lot, a really chintzy-offering (when my brother, Bob, was a restaurant-manager, he told the staff, never do anything that makes you look cheap).  And often you get a little-something from the host, say, a free lunch, the Trump  International Hotel had nothing after we gave blood, sweat, toil, and tears, their contribution was space in the parking-lot for the bloodmobile, I wanna free gift, I wanna free gift            

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Yesterday was Mexican Independence Day, and due to that and the Golovkin-Alvarez fight tonite at 160 lbs., the traffic in LV has been intense for the past 3 days (if you like to go-over manhole-covers, you should come to LV, all the roads are covered-with them?).  This is the greatest boxing-match in the world over the past few years.  Gennady Golovkin is much bigger than Saul Alvarez, and had a scare in his last fight, when many thought that Danny Jacobs had won, many thought Golovkin won, and he did drop Jacobs in the 4th Rd.  This close-call was good for Golovkin, and he'll resume his knockout-ways tonite,  I see him stopping Alvarez in the 10th (I could have gotten a Draw at 18-1, and was thinking about putting $500 on this long-shot, I didn't bet).  My DNA revealed 0% Black blood, and 0% Indian (blood of the Americas), as my mother's ancestors first came here around 1650, and the last of them came 200 years ago, I had to wonder-some, I didn't know what these people did, ha.  I'm 39% British and 15% Celtic, that is, from Wales and Scotland, her ancestry was right-on with what she had said, her ancestors were so stuck on themselves that over centuries they only bred within their ethnicity or close, and that's wonderful.  On my father's side, it was sort-of within the realm of what I had imagined, all in all, I'm 99% European and 1% West Asian, that's like an Armenian or Turk, from around there (how that got in, your guess is better than mine).  A couple days ago, I was in the Flamingo Library, and a familiar worded that at a nearby apt. complex some guy was up on the roof threatening to jump, and that there were 20 police cars with all the nearby streets blocked-off.  I got-out a couple hours later and drove-around, and there was nothing unusual, I read in the paper, the next day, this guy jumped.  He no longer has any problems, but as long as you're here, you might as well stick-around.  5 times as many men commit suicide, more of an ego to support.  Pity                                                                           

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William Hill Sports Book Director, Nick Bogdanovich's quip, when asked why the Sharps, the so-called experts, went in so heavily this past week on the Jets and 49'ers, 2 of the worst teams in the NFL  ...They hate money...

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I love those Caribbean islands, great-swimming in warm salt-water, they're all Black there, usually quite-nice.  Antigua and Barbuda is one country, as Barbuda is sparsely-populated, you had to buy a day-tour to successfully get-around, that included boat over and back, they drive you around to the beaches and wherever-else, do some hiking, lunch.  Possibly sizing-me up as the best-tipper in our group of 10, at lunch they gave-me the biggest cooked-lobster I've seen, I'd dip it into liquid-butter, man, that was good eatin'.  That was a wonderful-day, but every so often in the Carib., you get wiped-out, and that happened there (Antigua's highest "mountain" is Mt. Obama).  On the 40 mile ferry boat-ride back to Antigua, some native-woman got sick, and these 2 guys were holding-her up so she could barf over the side, it's not funny.  Watching at least part of  "Horror Hotel" has become my Sunday nite ritual.  Lamia is a vampire (I wasn't quite sure, I knew she was something), she says that it's not true that vampires have to stay inside during the day, and that she goes-out, tho, of course, she prefers the nite.  The Akron-Cleveland area has a long TV tradition of camp horror films and amusing MC's, Ghoulardi often mocked the movies he showed  ...This one is worse than the last...  Lamia is quite-funny and cute, interspersed with old, 20 thou films, some good.  Fri. nite I saw a real-good boxing-card at the Hard Rock, highlighted by David Benavidez winning  the WBC Super Middleweight (168) Championship in a 12 Round Split-Decision over Ronald Gavril, a Romanian based in Las Vegas (shown on Showtime).  Gavril put Benavidez down in the 12th, but it wasn't enuf, one of the judges liked-him.   The undercard was great, 7 fights there, and all those boys fought like heck, Caleb Plant, a young Hillbilly from Tenn., was impressive, also at 168 lbs.  The place was packed, with loud-thudding music whenever no one was fighting, it wasn't good Rock, there were some Hispanics sitting behind me, I heard one say, I was named for warm weather                                                                    

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After awhile it'll be called Indigenous U?

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Russia has doubled-down on Hits, and I'm doubly sick of it.  Standing for the National Anthem shows respect for this country of which the Browns players are likely citizens.  We all have dissatisfaction with some things concerning the U.S., it's our right to grumble, and we all do.  If these Browns are so unhappy here, where they're employed highly-payed, they should leave, go elsewhere.  I saw "Wind River", it was okay, I'd give it a B-, some girls in it, it gives Indian actors a chance to show their stuff.  Didn't Mike just go there, you women say, Mike had a lot of nerve going there for the Eclipse and not taking-me.  I had spoken to one of their people at a branch about opening a certain-account, and was real-surprised that Wells Fargo had opened it for me, I had it quickly-closed, that was 6 years ago, the financial-institutions in this country have run rough-shod over the citizenry for too long.  The Media has caused Rachel Shaw to lose weight and sleep, and has given-her depression (they'd give the Virgin Mary depression).  Just when Trump and I thought that the Media couldn't descend any-lower.  She'd like to compete for movie roles, Rachel Harriet Shaw                                

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I just came from Mass at St. Viator, here in Las Vegas, it was a High Mass with 200 children from their school present, as well as other parishioners, requested for the repose of the soul of a red-headed Jew.  Ron (Ronald Jacob Reiner), and I were good friends at Akron Firestone, nicest-boy you'd ever want to meet (put up with me),  Ron could do anything, fine-tune a car, anything you could think of, he was kind, always smiling and good-humored, a Math whiz, he got a perfect "800" on the Math portion of the SAT, he didn't study for it, he walked thru the door and took the test.  Never missed a school dance, always with a different-girl, Reiner wasn't far from being perfect.  He went to Carnegie-Mellon, a year behind him, who he knew, was Judy Resnik, I knew her slightly at Firestone.  Ron got a PhD in Math, and functioned-well of course, throughout his life, until he got Parkinson's Disease at "47", and for the last 20 years of his life. Parkinson's won't kill you outright but will shorten your life.  I always had that feeling about Ron, that he'd have a wonderful-life, if only he wouldn't get hit by a car or come-down with some disease.  He passed 12 days shy of turning "68".  And my parents were good friends with Ron's, his Dad was an M.D., and my older brother, Bob, dated his sister, Louise, Bob said she was beautiful, and she probably was.  Every 2 years I have 4 Masses apiece said for my paternal Grandmother, my younger-brother, Tom, and a couple or a few others   ...Rest In Peace, Bud...                                        

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I've been doing the Yin Yoga, of late, where you stay in your pose for a real, long time, and I think it might be better than the constant quick movements.  True Freshman, Tate Martell, from Las Vegas Bishop Gorman, was high school player of the year, I wonder if he'll play this season at Ohio State, only 5'10", but the DB's say they can't tackle him in the open-field.  Frank "Lefty" Rosenthal's (Robert De Niro in "Casino") house at Las Vegas Country Club is on the market, 3-bedrooms, bullet-proof doors and windows, 700 thou furnished, sounds pretty-good.  For the longest-time I wanted to see a big-time soccer game, and as soon as I got to England I started asking, I found-out that mighty Manchester United was going to play Crystal Palace, the last game of the season at Old Trafford, in a couple days.  Guys looked at their hand-device and said, the cheapest available is 185 pounds, blah, blah.  But I knew from getting Chargers Tickets in San Diego, that tickets come back the day before the game for various-reasons, so that Sat. I took the tram to the stadium.  They said, we have some tickets, but we're not going to sell you one unless you join our Club, so yes, I belong to Man Utd.  I took the Museum and Stadium Tour, and that was very fine (maybe 10 days prior, I took the Juventus Museum and Stadium Tour, in Turin, and Man U's was much-better).  I bought the best-seat available, and tho it wasn't all that good, generally-speaking, both goals (Man Utd won 2-0) came my way, I saw the action-unfold perfectly.  Josh Harrop, a new English lad, scored his first goal ever in the Premier League, and Paul Pogba, whose signing before the season had set a world-record, but who had been disappointing, had a goal.  This was Wayne Rooney's final-game at Old Trafford (the entire game lasted 1 hour 50 mins, I thoroughly enjoyed-it, and their footballers look so much more lithe and agile than ours in American Football), after 13 seasons, and he played the entire-game.  Wayne had some good defensive-stops and had a beautiful-goal if only a foot lower, the fans applauded, he bowed