It began as the GODFATHER OF MATH, evolved into the GOODFATHER OF MATH. Now this. Go figure...

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The kind of humor I like is the thing that makes me laugh for five seconds and think for ten minutes = G. CARLIN...Stain glass, engraved glass, frosted glass
–give me plain glass = JOHN FOWLES ... Music is the mathematics of the gods=PYTHAGORAS ... Nothing is more fluid than language = R. L. SWIHART
I cannot live without the oxygen of laughter = DAWN POWELL ... !!! ... But laughter cannot survive without the hydrogen of gravitas = PAUL OLIVERIO
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Sunday, February 22, 2026

I May Risk Losing My Court Case For This But ...

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Before anyone accuses me of VOODOO ... 

 

Someone who died on February 21st

is listed on an Obituary Page for February 20th. 

 

When a father has taken his 11-year-old son

to a 1960 World Series game but 

—years later—the latter

wrote the following poem:

 

If forgetting were an art

I'd be Van Gogh

and forget where

my ear was

and cut off my toe

 

The two of us attended nearly a dozen games

at Yankee Stadium and I have blogged 

the beJesus out of most of them:

ALL of those games

were prior to 1971

when the boy became

an adult orphan! 

 

Since that time,

I may have claimed to have attended

the 7th Game of the 1960 World Series

 

That is an utter impossibility

because BILL MAZEROSKI

could never have hit the 

only Walk-Off Home Run

in the history of professional sports

in the United States of America

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!   

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