I only know because I live in Cleveland (I think the connection is common knowledge around town) and watching PBS. But one needs ti know that my mind does not always run linearly and is a sponge. I once the name of a client contact; the receptionist looked at me as though I was crazy when I told her all I could remember was that my contact was female and had the same last name as a former South American dictator, I was leaning toward Chile but couldn't remember the guys last name (one of of those times I wished I had remembered my cell phone and wished it could look things up on line, even though it wasn't even 2000 yet).
what an icky thought! he looks brain-dead and artificial. much prefer a more modestly muscular hunk with at least some body hair and even a hint of a twinkle or intelligence, and a promising bulge clumsy mass with ugly veins.