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@davidpollack47 What About Bob

Friday night movie night in Pollack household. Son says “let’s watch one of the greatest movies of all time.” Google’s list. He said guess, I said “Shawshank Redemption” #1 answer! What say you peeps?

@MavrocksGirl Vanilla wafers

The Rockford Files trivia question... What kind of cookies were in his cookie jar?

@BrandiKruse That’s rich coming from her.

DAMN. Former Washington Gov. Christine Gregoire, a Democrat, goes scorched earth on the current Democrats leading the state. Says they have no clue how bad their policies are for the economy.

@AnthonyKim_Golf @malbongolf Got to go with my son too!

Wat a blessing 2 B able 2 share my 1st time at pebble w Emily and Bella. 1% BETTER SOBER is DOPE🔥 @malbongolf

@RedHarrington44 @netflix @HBO @acaseofthegolf1 1000%

Truly believe if @netflix or @HBO gave @acaseofthegolf1 a relatively small check and a team tiny production team he’d spin out the best golf documentary in the last decade +.

@OleTimeHardball @deaninserra Padres 🔥🔥🔥

The Golden Era of MLB logos

@NFL_DovKleiman Hey Seattle, we got a deal

Powerful: The legendary Russell Wilson wore a Jesus Is King shirt and a diamond Cross chain before the Met Gala. Wilson is a devout Christian who has been very open about his faith throughout his NFL career. A true role model on and off the field ❤️🙏

@DivotDoctrine @RedHarrington44 Because they won’t tell the stories of @acaseofthegolf1

@RedHarrington44 Why does almost every golf film/series need to be stupid? #shrink

Sure. I guess…idk man. “grow it” obviously; but did we need this? Please just be hilarious

@GovTinaKotek Except, of course, the unborn. Oregon is a dangerous place for unborn humans

@RGRyan777 Thanks for sharing your friend. So sorry for your loss

The Most Famous Man Nobody Ever Heard Of “RG, it’s Chip.” It was six a.m. Friday, May 1, 2009, and the call woke me from a deep sleep. “I have something to tell you.” Chip Lightman. Legendary Las Vegas headliner Danny Gans’ manager. For him to be calling me at that hour couldn’t be good. I said, “What’s going on, Chip?” His voice broke. “Danny died in his sleep, and I didn’t want you to hear about it on TV.” Have you ever heard people describe the feeling of the air going out of a room? That was this. He continued, “Listen, I’ve got a lot of people to inform, but there’s going to be a gathering at his house tomorrow morning at ten. I’ll…I’ll see you there.” And he hung up. I sat there on the side of the bed, slowly sliding to the floor as reality and disbelief warred within my soul. My wife said, “What’s wrong? What happened?” I told her. And then I lost it. I’m talking ugly crying losing it. All I could think about was the call I’d had with Danny the afternoon before. I told him the final draft of his biography was done, and I wanted to get together and review it before handing it off to the editor. He suggested we meet mid-afternoon on his way to his Friday show at the Encore on the Las Vegas Strip. And now… I turned on the television. Every network carried the story. Shock and disbelief evident in the voices and on the faces of the hosts for he was only 52…dead due to a toxic reaction to pain medication. You see, Danny wasn’t just another headliner...he was a Las Vegas institution. I think it’s safe to say everybody loved Danny. I did. I met him at my gym in 1996 shortly after moving to Las Vegas to work as creative arts director at a large church. I don’t know why, but we hit it off almost immediately. We became workout partners, and over time I transitioned into a sort of life coach/spiritual advisor role. I frequently visited his show and spent time backstage with him, the band, and his tech crew. To this day, he remains the most generous person I’ve ever known. He paid his seven-piece band easily three times the going rate for similar positions in other showrooms because he believed talented people deserved to be valued. And unless you visited Las Vegas sometime between 1996 and 2009, there’s a good chance you’ve never heard of him. But if you had visited during those years, you couldn’t escape him. His likeness was plastered on virtually every available surface in the city. Billboards. Taxi cabs. Bus stop benches. Storefront windows. It was hard to drive two blocks without seeing Danny’s smiling face looking back at you. He once joked that he was the most famous man nobody had ever heard of. Which was difficult to comprehend considering his fifteen-hundred-seat theater was sold out three months in advance at what would equal roughly $375 a seat today. At the time of his death, he was among the highest-grossing entertainers in Las Vegas history. And the man earned every bit of it. Danny was a consummate entertainer. Comedy. Singing. Dancing. Impressions so accurate it almost felt impossible what you were witnessing. At a Danny Gans show you were guaranteed to laugh, cry, laugh so hard you cried, and walk out scrambling for your phone so you could call somebody and say, “You will not believe what I just saw.” Late spring of 2008, I published my very first book, Snapshots at St. Arbuck’s, Volume One. Danny loved it so much that by the end of the summer he asked me to write his biography. We went to work on The Voices in My Head. We recorded nearly fifteen hours of Danny talking about his life, his childhood, his career, his dreams, his disappointments, and the strange journey that led him to becoming the biggest act in Las Vegas. Then I spent the next nine months turning those conversations into a manuscript. It never felt like work. It was a labor of love because I loved the man. And that’s the thing about Las Vegas. People think the city only remembers winners. That isn’t true. Las Vegas remembers feelings…and Danny made people feel good. For ninety minutes at a time, he somehow managed to make fifteen hundred strangers forget their troubles and laugh like little kids again. In a city built on illusion, Danny may have been the most authentic man on the Strip. He loved his wife. Loved his children. Loved his band. Loved his crew. Loved his audience. And they knew it. That’s why the news hit Las Vegas the way it did that morning. It wasn’t just that a headliner had died. It felt like the city had lost one of its genuinely decent men. A few days after his passing, I walked back through the Encore. Danny’s image was still everywhere. Giant posters. Marquees. Display cases. Smiling down from every surface the way he always had. But the theater was dark. And I remember thinking how strange it was that a man could fill a room so completely in life…and leave such silence behind when he was gone. Why am I writing this now? Because May 1st came and went this year without me saying anything publicly about my friend. And it bothered me. If you want to know the truth, it bothered me a lot. Because if there was ever anyone worth remembering, it’s Danny Gans. Seventeen years later, from time to time people still ask me, “What was Danny really like?” And I always tell them the same thing. The talent was astonishing. The impressions were flawless. The success was historic. But none of that was the reason people loved him. They loved him because underneath all the voices, Danny Gans was exactly who he appeared to be: A kind man with a huge heart who never forgot how fortunate he was to do what he loved for a living. Vegas doesn’t manufacture many people like that. I still miss my friend. Every May 1st, I suspect I always will.

@lancewhite @MavrocksGirl I hope he drives a firebird!

From this one still, it looks like NBC has cast the perfect actor.

@RGRyan777 Podcasts are a staple for me. @cnieuwhof and @michaelgervais are both insightful.

I don’t listen to any podcasts. Not. A. Single. One. Anyone else?

@MarineLayerPod I think Cal is hurt

Cal Raleigh is bordering on Mariners history right now Stuck in an 0/32 slump, Cal is trending towards a historic O-fer⬇️

@MarinersPR @Mariners @SeattleSports Oops

The @Mariners go for their fourth consecutive series win at Rate Field (2023-c) in today's rubber match against the White Sox. ⚾️: 11:10 a.m. PT / 1:10 p.m. CT 📺: Mariners.TV 📻: @SeattleSports 📝: atmlb.com/4wquleI

@PramilaJayapal What exactly is “it”. You’ve been in charge and are directly responsible

Yes, your rent went up. Seattle rents are up over 45% in the last 15 years. And wages haven't kept pace. Homelessness is a policy failure, not an inevitability. We know what works. We just have to fight for it.

@gbellseattle @933KJR @thenewstribune Patriots

With NBC and the NFL putting the Cowboys at the Giants Sunday night, the opponents the #Seahawks can have for the league’s opening night in Seattle Weds. Sept 9 are down to: Bears Cardinals Chargers Chiefs Patriots Whatcha thinkin? @thenewstribune @933KJR

@DrFrankTurek Psalms

What book are you reading right now?

@CoachDanGo Niacin?

Supplements I'm making my aging parents take: · Creatine · Omega 3s · Magnesium · Multivitamin · Vitamin D and K2 · Whey protein powder Anything else you'd add?

@RussellHartness My goodness…I was taught to catch the ball with two hands to avoid a double clutch. That was basically a throw from deep short stop

How in the world was that a sac fly... Air mailed that throw

@RyanDivish I really don’t like a 6 man rotation. But what do I know??

Upcoming pitching probables for the Mariners Monday — Kirby Tuesday — Woo Wednesday — Miller Thursday — Castillo. Friday — Hancock Saturday — Gilbert