Start at 0:50 Mark
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Seinfeld - The Lost Episode
George: You know Luke, the guy who lives down the hall playing Replay poker all the time?
Jerry: Yeah, what about him?
George: He says he can STILL play better.
Jerry: Oh, yeah, sure like 900M isn’t going to cut it.
(Kramer enters) High tone voice - You want my computer? I don’t want it!
Jerry: What happened to you?
Kramer: I was all in Jerry! All in!
Jerry: Against Luke? We were just talking about him
Kramer: Yeah! All in with Queens and then an ace rivered. He got me again Jerry!
Jerry: I told you he was too good! Why do you keep playing him anyway?
Kramer: I have a bet with Newman I’ll eventually have more chips than him.
Jerry: More chips? More chips! Luke has 900 Million! Do you know how much that is?
Kramer: In time, it’s possible Jerry!
Jerry: How many chips do you have now?
Kramer: (high tone voice) 6 Million
George: Did you say 6 Million? You know you could buy chips there to win your bet.
Kramer: Giddy up! How much would it cost?
George: I don’t know… 6 Million?
Kramer: Luke has 999 Million!
Elaine: No way!
George: Really? Is that right? How is that possible?
Jerry: How is it possible? Luke just turns on his computer, Yada, Yada, Yada, and then he has all the chips!
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Maggie Smith like Prince, best ever RIP
https://youtu.be/eoOO3B_MkS8?si=bCf91aGfYt-XYC-G RIP
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Surprised no one else mentioned his passing, 10 - 4 rubber duck quack RIP, oh to be so handsome 
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been there
I’m still there my my pal )
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Always tomorrow, start afresh,
My Dad’s favorite player as Mom loved Johnny Bench. I was born into a Red’s family, and haven’t missed many games in my life time. Met a few of the players like Johnny and Joe Morgan. Too bad you didn’t see your name on the Hall of Fame Wall. RIP Pete…
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Ok Sue, I will )
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- "Any man’s death diminishes me, because I am involved in Mankind; And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee."1 This powerful statement emphasizes our interconnectedness as human beings and the shared impact of each person’s passing.
John Donne
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Mark but this flea, and mark in this,
How little that which thou deniest me is;
It sucked me first, and now sucks thee,
And in this flea our two bloods mingled be;
Thou know’st that this cannot be said
A sin, nor shame, nor loss of maidenhead,
Yet this enjoys before it woo,
And pampered swells with one blood made of two,
And this, alas, is more than we would do.
Oh stay, three lives in one flea spare,
Where we almost, nay more than married are.
This flea is you and I, and this
Our marriage bed, and marriage temple is;
Though parents grudge, and you, w’are met,
And cloistered in these living walls of jet.
Though use make you apt to kill me,
Let not to that, self-murder added be,
And sacrilege, three sins in killing three.
Cruel and sudden, hast thou since
Purpled thy nail, in blood of innocence?
Wherein could this flea guilty be,
Except in that drop which it sucked from thee?
Yet thou triumph’st, and say’st that thou
Find’st not thy self, nor me the weaker now;
’Tis true; then learn how false, fears be:
Just so much honor, when thou yield’st to me,
Will waste, as this flea’s death took life from thee.
John Donne
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