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travisma
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« on: December 27, 2012, 07:23:42 PM »

Well lets start with a great story from Keith

onlyme:
Besides going to Vegas with my parents as a kid I started going with my friends back in the early 80's.  Me and my friends on countless occasions would be sitting at one of our houses and just decide to go to Vegas on the spur of the moment.  I am addicted to craps.  Back then I painted houses and did very well and always had money.  The funny thing is for about 2 months I had no home.  I stayed with my friends or slept in my car.  But, on weekends I went to Vegas or Palm Springs and always stayed at nice hotels.  It wasn't that I had no money cause I actually had more than any of my friends, it was for some reason I never really thought I needed a place. 

Anyway, my friends loved coming to Vegas with me to watch me play.  I never won.  But for some reason I loved to go and didn't mind losing.  I did mind but didn't really care since I knew I was always working and had money coming in.

I'd get a room and everyone would stay in it.  In Palm Springs one time I had 17 guys staying in the room.  3 guys slept in the bathtub.  Anyway, in Vegas we stayed at the Stardust or Circus Circus most of the time.  Sometimes I'd stay at Caesars.  And we even stayed at the hotel at the entrance to the strip with the pool with the giant window built in.

Anyway, most of those trips weren't that eventful.  I usually budgeted about a grand for the weekend, nothing big.  But starting in 1987, I started going to Vegas with my uncle. 

Now these stories may go all over the place but I will try to keep them as orderly as possible.  My first trip to Vegas with my uncle;

I was at his office in Huntington Beach one day.  He just asks me if I want to go to Vegas with him.  I said duh!  SO he tells me to meet him at the Garrett hanger on Imperial Hwy.  Thats all he told me.  He said be there by 3pm.  I figured I'd meet him there and we'd drive to the terminal.  Well I am running a little late about 10 minutes and I pull up to the guard shack.  He says to me Mr. Jones go ahead.  I couldn't;t figure how he knew my name but I go in.  This other guy directs me into the large hanger.  And there in my Uncle standing there.  He kinds of scolds me for being late.  I said what about my car he said leave the keys they'll move it.  I didn't know what was going on.  Then he points to the light brown jet behind him and says lets go as he goes up the stairs.  I couldn't believe it,  I didn't know he had a jet.  Well I get inside and his wife is there along with Richard Roundtree, Chuck Norris, his wife Diane, Benny Urquidez and his wife and Bob Sidell (a Oscar winning Makeup artist and the guy who formulated my suntan lotion) and his wife.  They all say hi and I sit down.  They had all kinds of food, like from KFC, Taco Bell and Jack In Box.  Really healthy stuff.

So now I am all excited.  One of the first things I liked was how the plane waits for you even if you are late.  So we get in the air and he is showing me around the jet and cockpit.  He had some kind of video and information screen on the front wall that constantly told us where we were how fast how high and all kinds of other shit.  He asked me how I like the interior cause he just had it redone.  Of course everyone said how beautiful it was and I went along.  But in reality it sucked.  It was all light tan leather and Naugahyde.  The seats were really soft and nice.  But everything was covered with leather.  The carpet was nice and kind of western looking.  Anyway I had to say it was nice so I didn't hurt his feelings.

So we land in Vegas about 45 minutes later at the Executive airport.  Literally you get out of the car and there were 2 limos waiting for us to take us to the casino.  He always stayed at the Barbary Coast.  He would always have an entire floor just for his guests.  He always stayed in the John Wayne Suite which is really nice.  He like it there cause it was in the middle of everything and the owner Michael Gaughn (who owns the Gold Coast, Orleans and Sun Coast) is a good friend.  Michael's dad owns 17 casinos in Vegas and Reno and Louisiana I think.  Anyway, we get to the casino and first thing is we check in go to our rooms.  He tells us to meet at Michaels at 6.  If you have ever been to Vegas you have to eat at Michaels.  It is constantly being voted as the best restaurant in Vegas.  It is very very expensive.  Well when I get to the restaurant (I wasn't late) the guy sat me at the table and there was maybe 15 or 20 people at our table.  These were some of the people that go to Vegas when my Uncle goes.  They always meet up there.  One guys whose name was Russ owned a company called Botany 500.  They made suits.  There was another guys named Bob Waller.  His family had just sold San Diego Gas & Electric for around $700 million I think.  And then there was the mayor of Vegas at the time but can't remember his name.  Something Fury or like that.  And then Tony Alamo who made the fancy denim jackets that sold at fancy stores for $3,000+.   And there were others but can't remember right now.  So some really fancy people.

SO we start to eat and they tell me to get the fish but order two cause I will like it so much.  I ended up eating 3 of them.  Anyway, I remember the bill was around $6,000 for dinner.  SO after dinner the guys and girls split up.  The girls go play slots and the guys go to the tables.  Now I never been to Vegas with him.  There are some rules that I loved.

Number one my uncle likes to bet his money but for you too.  I mean he would put a $100 chip on the line and tell me don't touch.  He did that for just about all of the friends.  Then when a number was established he would put the odds behind it.  Don't touch he says.  When you win you pick up your money and he places more n place of it.  Unreal!  Other rules included no one at the table can smoke.  another rules is no one else can roll the dice if he doesn't want you too.  Now there are plenty of people playing not with our party.  He will have the pit boss raise the minimum to get rid of the people who play to slow.  I remember one time this Mexican lady and her husband were playing very slow and playing with $5 chips and he got so mad.  He threw them a $500 chip and told them to leave. They were so excited.

Another thing that happened that night, was a guy was smoking next to him.  He grabbed the ashtray and threw it away.  The guy looked at him and he pointed to me and said to the guy, this is my bodyguard, you have a problem talk to him.  Well the guy left.  Another thing I found out is that he plays very serious.  And if the dice aren't going for him then he gets really pissed.  I have seen him on numerous occasions pick the dice up and throw them at the camera overhead.  He gets really pissed off.

Another thing he does is when he is losing he will play blackjack a little to cool down.  I am with him at the blackjack table.  You know when they deal and the dealer has an ace showing and asks for insurance.  Well my uncle will lean over the table and look at the dealers hole card.  He has done this on numerous occasion and I just don't believe it.  He gets away with allot of stuff that no ones could ever do.  We went to the Barbary allot and I ended up seeing one of the front desk girls for awhile especially when we were there.  She told me they would always have a staff meeting about when he came in.  If there were any new staff on hand they had to be filled in about how he is.  Everyone put up with his antics because he was a huge tipper.  I saw him numerous times tip the girls with $500 chips.  And some of them numerous times a night.

Now when we started this night Bob Waller had never really played Vegas.  He was a Reno man and a Europe player.  I was standing between him and my uncle.  I heard Bob tell him he need a line of credit.  My uncle asked how much and he said at least a million.  I sweat to god.  So the pit boss comes over and I hear my uncle telling the pit boss that Bob needed a line of credit.  He introduces him and within maybe a minute at the most.  They gave Bob a million dollar line of credit solely on my uncles word.  That is when I really realized he had some power here.

Now allot of people go to the Barbary.  I would say we had about 50 or more people looking at our table.  There were so many chips around. I counted them one time.  Just before a 7 hit.  My uncle had about $40,000 out on the table when the 7 hit.  I just couldn't help thinking  of that the money out on the table was more than 90% of the people watching us play made in a year.  It was just unreal cause that is how it was every roll.  He loaded up and as long as the dice were rolling he was getting paid big.  He made allot of off table bets.

Anyway, after about 5 hours I was $8,000 up as was just about all the others he was playing for.  Russ always lost money.  He was such a cheap skate my uncle said.  Anyway, Bob Waller ended up losing about $250,000 that night but the next night he won almost $100,000.  SO he ended up okay. 

Now I decide to quit and go to bed cause i am tired.  Chuck and the others stayed.  Well at breakfast the next morning Chuck and Benny come up to me and said I should have stayed a little longer cause my uncle went on a 45 minute roll.  Those guys ended up with $12,000 each. So I learned from then on to stay as long as I can no matter how tired I am.

There are a few more things on this trip and I have many more stories from other trips.  SO till tommorrow.  Sorry for being so long.  Like my girlfriend coming with me so my uncle could win her enough money to get a boob job.  And the party at Caesars for Sugar Ray Leonard in the fantasy suite.  When I met SS.  A billionaire bachelor who ended up owning $7million to Caesars and gets arrested at the airport on the grand opening night for the Bellagio.  Steve Wynn (my uncles ex business partner) bails him out and loses another $5 million at the Bellagio that night.  I got some good ones. 
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« Reply #1 on: December 27, 2012, 07:25:52 PM »

Another story...

onlyme:
Okay here is boxing story.  My uncle got allot of tickets to the boxing matches.  I mean allot.  Like 40 or more at times.  Casinos give comps and because he played and everyone he brought played he was a good customer.  Unlike Stallone who no longer gets any tickets for free.  He is a cheap ass.

Anyway I was in his office when his secretary is on the intercom and says line for you.  He picks up the phone and starts to talk then puts the phone on hold about a minute later.  He says to me you won't belive who is on the other line.  It's the secret service.  I said what.  He said there are a few of them in Vegas and wanted to know if they could get some tickets to the upcoming Tyson/Bruno fight.  I said no way.  He gets back on the phone and ended up calling the casino to get them a couple comp tickets.  Iwas really funny.  He was a very large cash contributor to Bush.  There were pics of him and Bush all over the office and he went to some fancy party at the White House and crap.  He was named Veteran of the Year one year for the Korean war or something.  He also got some award for raising 100's of thousands of dollars to buy radios for all the troops in Desert Storm or someting like that.  He did allot fo charity work.

Anway, we go to Vegas on hos plane of course and got there the night before the fight. AGain we eat at Michaels (619 have you eaten there).   SO we gambled that night.  The next morning we meet at the cafe for breakfast.  Tony Halme is with us this time and it is when I first met him.  Well the Keno girl comes by and he doesn't know what the hell t is so I explain to him and he ends up playing.  He gives her a $20 and wants change back.  I said no just play with that.  He said no I don't gamble, so he ended up play $5. 

Well I swear to god he won.  I can't exactly remember what he played but he won $5,000.  If he played the $20 he would have won I think it was $100,000.  Man I couldn;t believe it.  Him and his girlfriend were so happy.  She worked and managed the Crazywear warehouse. 

SO anyway, the day goes by and then we all gathered at the hotel to go to the fight.  I think we had 15 people with us.  Each and everyone of of us had one of those spakle jackets like the one below.  Tony Alamo the owner of the company made them for us all and we each had a different one on.  When we got to the fight I swear everyone wanted to take pics with us.  WIth the lights these jackets just shined all over. 

So we sit down and we are in the 5th row right behind a bunch of the casino owners and excutives.  When you go to these fights everyone around you all get up and say hi and introdcues themselves to you.  They knew my uncle so it was easy.  Anyway about 15 minutes or so later after everyone in the place took our picture we hear this huge roar and chanting.  we couldn't out what they were saying.  Then all of a sudden as we are looking around it's Arnold.  He just wlaked in and everyone went crazy and was yelling.

If you haven't been to one of these they are packed with famous people.  Anyway the fight starts and sitting tht close you can actually hear and feel the punches thrown.  When Tyson hit Bruno it was awesome.  Well the big bet in town was that the fight wouldn't go past 5 or 6 rounds I can't remember.  Well after the 5th or 6th round ended all the owners and execs stand up high five each other and then leave right after the bell.  I ask my uncle why they are leavig and he told me about the big bet.  They left cause they were happy the big bet lost and the casino didn't have to pay out millions of dollars.  Well the next round Tyson knocked him out.  Pretty funny.

SO we are walking back tothe hotel with me, my uncle Tony Alamo, Ron Lurie the mayor and Bob Sidell.  Maybe a couple others but can't remember.  Well I had my fart machine.   So I start farting on everyone as I walk by them.  All they guys are behind me watching me.  ANd just start laughing so hard.  Well I came up to a couple hookers talking to some guy.  I stood right next to them sticking my head right in netween them to hear them and to make sure they know I am there.  Well I start to fart.  The girls go ballistic and start yelling at me calling asshole and fucking pig and all kinds of stuff.  I turn around and I swear to god the mayor of Vegas is sitting on the curb laughing so hard he is crying.  He was having a blast.  Tony Alamo is a church going guy big time and is on the ground next to him.  In fact my uncle told me I should n't fart in front of Tony because he is so religious.  Well man they had a blast.  Ron was so funny on the ground.  Some people actually recognized him too.

SO we head off and that was the night.  We didn't play that night cause everyone was tired.  We left the next day around noon.  More later.................
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« Reply #2 on: December 27, 2012, 07:27:08 PM »

One more?

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Okay one that involves former strongman, UFC fighter and now politician Tony Halme.  I think I told this one so sorry if a repeat.  I will try to keep it short.  A friend of ours had a t-shirt design compnay in LA.  I get a call from him to come to his office.  I get there and he comes out to meet me with a black eye.  I ask him what happened and he tells me.  He apparently designed and made some golf shirts for a car dealership in Las Vegas for there annual Golf event. 

While he is telling me this I notice a hole in hs wall in the office.  Apparently the car dealership still operates like in the old days and sent out a hit man to rough up my friend.  He put his head through the wall and hit him a few times.  On top of that my friend said he was about 60 years old but very big.

Anyway, my friend put together all these shirts (about 3 or 4 dozen) and sent them to the dealership.  Well they said they were wrong and wanted them done over.  Now mind you no payment has been made yet and the design was signed off on the order he showed me.  But, it appeared they made a change when they say them and wanted them done over with the changes.  Well my friend said no problem but that the ad to pay for those since they ordered them and approved them.  They said no so my friend said no to ding anymore work before getting paid for these.  The total bill was around a grand I think.

Anyway, he want to pay me and Tony to go to Vegas and tell this guy never come back to see my friend.  So, me and Tony drove to Vegas.  Now we get there (the place is called Falconi Honda) and we are standing in the entrance looking around.  Now Tony is very mean looking with a shaved head and an arrow shaved in it, tattoos and is about 6'4" 330 lbs with a very heavy Arnold type accent.  I am small at 6'1" about 300 lbs.

This guys comes up and asks us if he can help us I say yea we're looking for Mr. Falconi.  He points over to one of those cubicle offices spaces.  We start heading over there.  There is this guy behind the desk.  Tony asks Are you Falconi? (remeber in a heavy Arnold accent) he says yes I can help you after I am done with these folks.  Tony says you are done with them now.  He then grabs the girl and guys and tells them to go outside and wait.  The guy stand up from behind the desk and before he can say anything Tony shoves him back in his seat.  Nw I am standing in the opening making sure no one comes in.  One guy comes over and asks if there is a problem.  I say something like Not yet gett outta here.  Well now Tony has his hands on this guy and he says who are you guys.  Tony says none of your business all you need to knwo is if you come or send anyone else to LA to see Jerry we will come back to see you.  All this time Tony is on the side of the desk with this guy with a handful of shirt.  The guy is shitting.  Anyway, Tony asked if he understood and he said yea.  He also said something like do you know who I am. Then I say.  Yea you are some small time mob fuck who has nothing better to do than beat up a guy for some shirts.  Is the mob business that slow.  Then Tony said remember what I say.  Don't come back. 

So on the way out I notice a hottie is working behind the frnt desk.  I ask her for her phone number before Tony grabs me and says lets go.  So I had to leave empty handed.  And nothing else ever came of this incident.  Anyway, that was a small part of my experience with the mob.  I have one more that involves allot of REAL mobsters at the Rio and Pete G and Stunt.  That is a funny story.  Later
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« Reply #3 on: December 27, 2012, 07:27:47 PM »


hahaha... Another..

onlyme:
Okay here is another one of my quick stories.  After a fight at the MGM we decided to play at Ballys.  Now, when I play with Uncle it is usually at one of the Coast properties.  I played at the Rio and Caesars but that's it.  Well like I should have known, they knew my uncle very well at this place too.  Now Ballys is packed.  He has to go do something so he tells me to go scout out a table and see which one is hot.  So I go scoutin and I see a table that is very loud.  Here is a hint to anyone out there.  If you here allot of yelling going on at a table, that ususally means they people are winning there.  That is a hot table.  So I observe a little and I notice it is hot table but the people are playing nickels and quarters ($5 and $25 chips)Well right off the bat I know that the stickman is going to have trouble cause he was having trouble paying out winnings when the people are only betting a few dollars.  he is going to have a heart attack when he has to start payng out thousands of dollars.

Well my uncle and the entouarge show up.  He asks me how is it oing and I show him that table.  It is right in front of a major walkway where just hundreds of people are passing by every few minutes.  SO he decided this is the table to play.  The pit bosses come over and say hi and whatever.  Well right away my uncle starts.  He ALWAYS has to play on the end of table.  Well the guy on the other end is rolling.  Right off the bat he places $500 on the line.  The guy rolls an 8.  He right away bets $5200 across.  He almost always presses the numbers 3 times.  He bets $100 on all the hard ways.  And does his regular $25 acee/ duecee.  He bets allot of off table bets too.  Well the guys rolls a 7 on his first roll.  My uncle got so pissed so fast. 

Anyway, it was his turn to roll.  Now, right after he lost that money and the guy rolled a 7 he looks at me and says something like, "I thought you said this was a fucking hot table.  Ijust shrugged my shoulders.  ANyway it's his turn to roll.  To make this short he held the dice for about 10 minutes and probably made about $20,000 or so.  Well now it's my turn.  I told him not to bet on me but he did.  Well I 7 out to and now he is pissed even more.

Anyway, the dice took a trip around the table a couple times.  He was making a ton of money and I was doing okay too.  Richard Roundtree was with us and everyone was asking him for his autograph.  We have quite a crowd around us now becuase the money was flying.  By this time.  Allot of people had to leave because my uncle had the minimum raised on the table.  Allot of the people were holdng up the table by betting slow and shit.  Plus the stickman was getting really nervous casue he took so long to pay out.  My uncle knows exactly how much he is getting paid on every roll.  He tells the stickman what to pay and he pays it.

The pit bosses just watch cause they know he knows what he is doing.  Anyway, the dice get around to me.  I skipped my last turn.  Anyway, I roll.  I hit a hard 8.  So my uncle decides to bet on me.  So he sticks out a whole ton of money.  I was so scared cause if I do bad he gets really pissed at me.  We to make a long story short.  I held the dice for 40 minutes.  He made over $100,000 and I did pretty good too with my $12,000.  Well in the middle of my roll we had a problem.  My uncle told the guy what to pay and he took a little to long to pay and then gave him a short amount.  Well now he is really pissed.  Then I roll the number.  Well the stickman thought I sevened out.  He started taking down all the chips.  Well all hell broke lose.  My uncle is yelling andliterally grabbed the stick and broke it.  Then the pit bosses came over.  Well my unlce is pissed enough to tell the pit bosses to call some guy.  I found out later it was the GM.  Now it is around 1:00am.  The GM is at home.  They call him and they give the phone to my uncle and he is yelling.  Then he throws the phone on the table.  Well, about 2 minutes later I think every pit boss and other boss was there to calm him down.  They then whispered something in the stickmans ear.  He then gets up and leaves.  I later found out he was fired.

Anyway, this night was something else. It was very profitabloe for everyone. I have one more Ballys story.  It involved my uncle closing the table to everyone except us.  Now that was a night.
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« Reply #4 on: December 27, 2012, 07:28:21 PM »


Opps....more...

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Another one of my short stories.  I can't remember the year but it was the Hearns/Leonard fight #2 (the one when Leonard should have won but they gave it to Hearns).  Anyway, as I mentioned before my uncle was a huge boxing fan and supporter.  SO when a big fight came to town he got probably more tickets than anyone in Vegas for free.  So, for this fight we (well him) decided to have a big pre-fihgt party at Caesars.  So he gets the big two story Fantasy Suite.  Probably the most famous suite n Vegas.  SO we walk over from the Barbary with the usual gang of thugs.  Ranging from Chuck Norris, Richard Rountree to Benny Urquidez and the mayor of Vegas Ron Lurie.  Of course I am the entertainment for the hike across the street with my fart machine.  The whole time everyone is following me about 20' behind so they are sure to catch the reactions of everyone as I pass by them farting away.

So we get to the suite and open it up.  We get there about 2 or 3 hours before the fight.  In a matter of minutes the suite has about 50 people in it.  Then all of a sudden Sugar Ray comes in to say hi to everyone.  Him and Chuck hug and he hugs my uncle and of course he doesn't introduce me cause I am at the food table chowing down.  I have my priorities.  Then one of our friends comes out of one of the upstairs bedrooms.  It is our friend SS.  Sukara Sukamto (?)  He is a billionaire playboy guy from Hong Kong who is very close friends with my uncle and Chuck.  He was upstairs doing some chick while we were eating.

Anyway he comes running down the stairs to shake Ray's hand.  He does they hug everyone says good luck including me but I had a cream puff in my hand.  Again, I have priorities.  So, now SS is hanging downstairs saying hi to everyone.

A little history on SS.  He is the son of a guy in Hong Kong who owns city blocks in Hong Kong and throughout China.  He owns the First National Bank of Hawaii (I think thats the name).  He owned the property where the Hawaii Convention Center is built which he sold for $60 million.  On his 30th birthday he chartered a 747 and picked up some of his best friends and they went to Monaco.

My uncle and Chuck always went to Monaco.  They always took there wives.  One time in Monaco SS picked up on a girl that was simply walking in front of the restaurant they were going in to have dinner.  When the got inside she noticed a bunch of old bottles.  She said something  like "I love old bottle I collect them."  So anyway they go inside and get seated for dinner.  SS excuses himself from the table.  He goes out to the front and tells the guy he wants that bottle.  So SS gets the bottle and brings it back to the table.  The girl get all excited.  Well first SS opens the bottle and pours everyone a glass.  Well it ended up that bottle of champagne was $15,000.  My uncle told me that story.  Another thing SS does is he loves to buy girls Rolex watches. Even if he just meets them.

Another quick tidbit that some of you might know about him.  In 2000 I think it was when they had the Grand Opening of the Bellagio, SS came.  Well at the airport he was arrested for gambling debts.  It appeared he owed Steve Wynn $7 million dollars.  Well, from jail SS calls Steve Wynn.  Steve Wynn immediately goes and picks up SS personally from the jail and bails him out.  They deal was he had to play all night at the Bellagio.  SS said that's why I here.  Well in the long run Wnn made out cause I think SS lost $12 million that night.  I know Stunt or someone might now the eact numbers but that is close.  It made the front page of the newspaper in Vegas and Hawaii (cause of the bank connection and the owner getting arrested)

Anyway, back to the party.  SO now we have been eating and drinking for about a couple hours.  My uncle gets up on the landing and starts yelling for everyone to be quiet.  He starts handing out envelopes.  The envelopes had out ticket to the fight in it.  I open mine up and the first thing I notice was the ticket cost $1,200.00.  I was sittng on the first riser.  Which is the perfect place to watch any fight cause you are just above the ropes.  Well I am standing with Richard Roundtree and we are seeing if we are sitting next to each other or close and we weren't.  Then Mike Norris comes up to me.  That is one of Chuck's sons.  He asks "Keith where are you sitting?"  I show him my ticket and he goes bezerk.   I say what wrong with you.  He says really loud Why does Keith have a better ticket than me.  I say what the fuck you talking about.  And his ticket was only $800.  So he was way behind me.  He got so upset that I got a better ticket than him.  I told him it was because I am way more important and he stormed off and we didn't talk for a few months.

So we all go to the fight whihc is a nightmare at Caesars back then cause everyone goes through the same turnstile.  There is only one turnstiles for about 20,000 people.  Unreal.  It was allot of fun and all I remember the most is how much everyone booed when they announced Hearns as the winner.  After the fight we walked back to the Barbary.  Joe and the others played a little at Caesars.  I didn't want to.

So that is another Vegas story.  SOrry for being so long but Ihave a hard time making stories short.  And I know I left out some stuff.
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« Reply #5 on: December 27, 2012, 07:29:36 PM »


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Okay my first one.  And this one gets me everytime I tell it to someone.  Very hard for me not to get teared up when I think about this time.  (Yes I am now)

Anyway I was a celebrity volunteer for the Special Olympics.  For about 3 years I spent allot of time traveling around the country working with the Special Olympics as a volunteer to help encourage the kids and also put on demonstrations and hold clinics for the kids.  At time Rafer Johnson was the President of the Special Olympics.  I met with him and Eunice Shriver (who invented the Special Olympics with her husband Sargent, and is also Maria Shrivers parents) and we were looking into having armwrestling as part of the Special Olympics.  Well that didn't last to long cause it is a very long and very hard and expensive ordeal.  You literally have to have EVERY chapter around the world not only have it as a demonstration sport first but 100% of them have to approve it. 

SO I gave up on that idea but still brought my table to every Special Olympics I went too.  And at every single event I ever went to, my clinic was the most packed and participated of them all.  I mean EVERYONE wanted to armwrestle.

Well one thing I did was let the kids armwrestle me.  I would sometimes armwrestle 300 kids or more a day.  It was awesome!  Every single kid I let beat me.  And every kid woudl go ballastic.  They would jump up and down yelling they beat me and everything.  It was great.  The parents were usually there taking pictures and everything.  I loved this.

Well at the International Winter Games in Reno in 1989 I had a great time.  met so many people.  I played craps and all the other celebrities I would play for and won everyone money.  I can't rmemeber her name but that black ice skater who was really pretty just fell in love with me.  She was so pretty and we spent allot of time togther.  I forgot her name though.

Anyway, on the last day they have the closing ceremonies.  This where we all say bye to everyone and other awards are given out.  Allot like the closing ceremonies at the regualar Olympics.  SO I am standing up watching when all of a sudden this lady comes up to me.  She grabs me and takes me back into this hallway.  She says "Keith I should kill you"  I looked at her and said why what did I do?  She said (her son's name that I can't remember) made me stay up all night to call everyone of his friends back in Minnesota to tell them he beat the World Champion.  He was so exicited he didn't sleep at all she said.  Then she started to cry and grabbed me so hard and just said thank you so many times.  She said her son has never been that excited in his entire life.  I felt so awesome at that moment I can't tell you.

These kids are some of the best anywhere on earth.  I truly loved working with them.  In fact it was the Hawaii team that saw me at these games and the President asking me to come to Hawaii that I would be a huge hit there.

Whenever I think of stuff like this I see exactly how much of a pussy I am.  I can't believe I am letting what happened to me affect me so much.  Not sure why it does, but I will someday hopefully be an inspiration like these kids.  Then I'll be alright.

I gotta a zilliion of these.  If you don't like them just tell me and I'll stop, no problem, just thought I'd share
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« Reply #6 on: December 27, 2012, 07:30:33 PM »


great one...

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This one just came up yesterday when talking to someone.  When I first moved to Hawaii, I became involved with an organization called NO Hope IN Dope.  It was formed by a policeman and supported greatly by the force and other companies.  We went around and did speakings at schools and companies all over the state.  We did this almost every week somewhere.  I must have been to more than 50 schools around Hawaii.  Well one time we spoke at a Youth Correctional Facility.

Most of the people involved in the performance part of this were athletes or known celebrities in Hawaii.  They all took drugs at one point but then became clean and wanted to share their stories to help others.  I on the other hand has never taken drugs.  I mean like pot, coke or anything like that.  I did take steroids for awhile and I actually tell everyone that when I speak.  But the main point was the hard drugs and I was there because I became successful and led a great life without doing drugs.

Well at this correctional facility I spoke to the kids and told them stories of things i did and even armwrestled quite a few of them.  It was great and the kids loved it.  They all were really nice kids.

Well about a few years later, I was in LA with a friend walking through a mall in the Valley.  I hear "hey Keith!" all of a sudden.  We look around and their is this kid waving at me then he comes running down the escalator towards us.  We shake hands and he says "Keith you probably don't remember me but I was at the Youth Correctional Facility when you came there and talked to us."  I said I remembered that but really didn't remember him.  He said "I want to tell you that you were really great when you came there and I listened to you."  You inspired me and I armwrestle now."  I said no way and he said he lives in northern california and he has been armwrestling for the past year and won some matches.  He siad he loved it. He thanked me again and again. 

It made me feel good that I helped him.

I have another Special Olympica one I just thought of I will tell soon.
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« Reply #7 on: December 27, 2012, 08:13:41 PM »

i had the honor of meeting Keith.   i'm pissed off at myself that i was planning  a trip to vegas to see him, but i waited too long and he passed away before i made it.   
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« Reply #8 on: December 27, 2012, 08:26:38 PM »

actually, his birthday is December 30th


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« Reply #9 on: December 27, 2012, 08:30:20 PM »

actually, his birthday is December 30th





Yep
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« Reply #10 on: December 27, 2012, 08:47:02 PM »

Hmmmm


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Its email like the one below that get my blood boiling... Just lies and lies and lies from Keith... He was never going to pay

--- On Wed, 7/2/08, Keith D. Jones (EPIC) <hawaiifit@yahoo.com> wrote:
From: Keith D. Jones (EPIC) <hawaiifit@yahoo.com>
Subject: Re: Travis
To: musclefactorymaui@yahoo.com
Date: Wednesday, July 2, 2008, 6:04 AM

I am paying him on the 15th when I get my next check.
 
Keith D. Jones
2245 N. Green Valley Parkway

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Keith D. Jones the man that stole money from supposed friends and never returns phone calls or emails... Maybe I should take some of these emails and post them on Getbig for everyone to see....

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He wont pay me the money.... Wish he would it would show some character but instead I get lies
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He just keeps lying... I could post 100's of emails where he states he will be paying me.. But he is a con artist.. Even his "So" called friends emailed me to tell me to stop dealing with him because he is a con artist.


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« Reply #11 on: December 27, 2012, 10:51:50 PM »

Hmmmm




Travisma looks like he was funding Keith's casino outings
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« Reply #12 on: December 28, 2012, 12:24:36 AM »

Shawn Ray doesn't have anything nice to say about Keith...nothing nice at all !
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