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Inoki v Koehler
Forty two years ago to the day, Muhammad Ali fought or grappled or mugged (with) wrestler slash martial artist slash he man Antonio Inoki, whereas today as of five minutesSteve Kohler KOEHL ER Taylor pronounce Kayler like the green healthy vegetable oh yeah I’m dictating it to my blog here is a very postmodern he is twisting balloons and making children smile at the Palo Alto Farmer’s market in Calley have come on down when I know I’m somehow who is stating that this is radio and not a stupid blog that no one’s going to ever see
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The remarkable JVB
Coming attraction about a local artist I admire.

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Drekmeier For President
ling story

He created green group yes and played football at Pali it looks more presidential than a prune taste like rhubarb if you Stuitt like strawberry
Edit to add: long story. Stupid cheap Costco progressives.
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Tagged david gilhooly, football, green goop yes, jessica johnson, peter drekmeier
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Linsanity, Duboisity

I had read about this but never until just now saw the video of Jeremy Lin playing on the new basketbal court at the new Mitchell Center in Palo Alto. And Greg Scharff, then the mayor and still on council, playing tough defense on him.
But I think if anything there should be a plaque at JLS the middle school that said Jeremy Lin Played Here. It’s kind of stupid to have a plaque memorialzing a publicity stunt. And I think more kids used the court at the Old Mitchell Park in the courtyard where you could sink a shot in “H-O-R-S-E” from outside the courtyard fence, from the parking lot.
And my old coach who shall remain nameless here –and just spoke with yesterday — pointed out that the court is concrete and not asphalt so people could get hurt if they slip and fall. The court is more for show than for play.
And I did have a good time yesterday at the Palo Alto Historical Association, with Mr Tinney, Mr George, Mr. Staiger, Ms. Bunnenberg retelling the old story that might be apocryphal about how Art Kuehn once hit a baseball from the little league park to the library and smashed a window. (I was there researching the story about the formerly Cubberley and Paly football player whose father claims he died due to CTE chronic traumatic encephalitis)
The headline refers to the thing about I might run for council am contemplating a slate of me, Tom Dubois and Pat Boone based on the fact that we are all former or current basketball players. That would leave Eric Filseth an incumbent out in the cold — I am already saying he and Tom are redundant and people should choose one or the other. Eric is in great shape and always running and biking but I am guessing he has no post game (or doesn’t know the Mikan Drill). Of course Eric could retaliate by suggesting we all run The Dish or something. Gen Shyner of the Weekly runs the Dish in like 20 minutes or something.
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Tagged eric filseth, greg scharff, jermey lin, mark weiss, palo alto city council, pat boone, tom Dubois
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Alcheck your head
I like Alchek. He and I applied for the same seat for this board. when I tried to introduce myself to him months later, he said, “Oh, youre the guy who did a rap during his interview” which is not actually true but its funny. He make me laugh.
I cannot rap. But having worked in the music biz for 25 years and spoken to council or boards 100 or more times, I do sometimes come across like Warren Beatty in that movie where he is a US Senator, Bullworth I think. And I did play high school basketbal for Gunn when the program was 25 percent black, and i saw Spike Lee’s first movie when it was a new release, here in Palo Alto I think.
Microphone check one two what is this? Mike Alcheck one two what is this? Yeah, boy!
Or as Cheech adn Chong might say — and I do know a guy from Palo alto who dated Chong’s daughter: who cut your hair?
i’m not trying to be ad hominem or anything but my whole thing is that I’ve produced concerts for 25 years and have devleoped an ear for listening closely and I think that type of thing can be applied to listening to discourse, for what in the music scene would be called “clams” or false notes. Also, I am influenced by something Donald Judd said inthe Chron and I clipped that about how he thinks that people who appreciate minimalist art are also able to see thru all the bullshit of the media and false advertising and false prophets and wag the dog.
But, having just post-fact-checked myself by listening to 1971 Cheech and Chong youtube I’d say we will now we are in trouble when a bunch of teenagers start smoking giant spliffs and then packing the PATC meetings and cracking up at all the hijinks — we do have one 15 year old who goes to all the meetings but he seems legitimately fascinated by the discourse. And not stoned. And he wears a helmet on his skateboard.
I also recently privately apologized to a commissoner who I once wrote about and claimed was 2 young 2 lead.
We need a guy named “Dave” Dave’s not here, man!
Bulworth:
my adivce would be to always refer to himself in 3rd person like “Mike A thinks…”
My advice would be to lock yourself in a room with Cheech and Chong ’71 and Beastie Boys ’92 and then start referring to yourself in 3rd person “Mike A thinks..”

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Is Jim Tyrer the first CTE suicide?

I bought this card when I was 10 When I was 41 I lived in Brooklyn for a month and, among other things, met a dancer who did a nooner at the 92Y. Her name was Hope.
I met a man last weekend who told me he had a son my age, named HS, who died recently, at age 50 or so. He said his son played three years of football for the local high school team, one year for university, had CTE and eventually suicided. I also went to high school, in 1981, with Krystin Wiggin, whose father coached at local Stanford University and she wrote an essay, in 1981,about the suicide of her father’s teammate and friend Jim Tyrer. When did this start? When and where does it stop?
Palo Alto also somewhat famously has a “suicide cluster” of young people perhaps stresed out by their job prospects or the fate of the planet. Besides HS, I am wondering if Palo Alto has a CTE cluster.
And if we do, so might you.
In my case, I played “flag football” at the local junior high. I was a guard on running plays and switched to flanker on pass plays. My mom would not let me play high school (tackle) football; she sent me to tennis camp instead of “double days”. When George Seifert was a Stanford assistant (to Bill Walsh) he told my mom at a banquet that she did the right thing, but she said he said that I shouldn’t play football unless I had a “killer instinct”.
(My mom, ironically, died last week of Alzheimer’s, at 87 — a separate but related problem: when did Alzheimer’s start? Where and when does it end?)
Yahoo.
Edit to add, days later. Versions of this were circulated or disseminated by email, posted on Yahoo and sent to City Council. Steve Koehler a former Mountain View ‘82 who now lives in an intentional community in EPA and balloon twister recalled that Tyrer was a murder suicide.
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Howls holler
I think there is a drain the swamp movement here that could be an unanticipated outcome from the establishment’s attempt to keep their snouts in the trough a wee bit longer via the 9>>7.
Maybe Boone, Cormack and an August surprise?
I think Tom and Eric, with due respect, are redundant.
Or as David Lynch channeling Ginsberg once said: the Howls are not what they seem.

adult swim all right

one for the money, two for the shoe

dont follow leaders, watch the parking meters
file under: look out kid, it’s something you did v. don’t look back something is gaining on you 🙂
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Tagged allen ginsberg, david lynch, howl, pat boone, rick blaine, tom Dubois, twin peaks
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