Wayne Smith, arguably the great scribe (journalist) of Australian rugby and swimming, passed away yesterday at age 69. Very unexpected and I’m going to miss reading his weekly columns.
That would’ve wrecked his whole business model.
Luke 15:23
I shall now prepare the sacred Bar B Que. Brisket and kielbasa - amen.
I think Matthew 23 was more fitting for his role in the religious world.
Austin 3:16
…wait am I doing this wrong?
Hugo Chavez can finally relax.
The Unabomber, 81.
I would have never guessed he was that old. His mug, and the police sketch are etched in my mind, but they are frozen from whatever years they appeared.
re: the police sketch, I remember walking into an outdoor bbq on a coldass day a few years ago, I’d let my curly hair go a bit wild, had the beard going, had the grey hoodie pulled up and aviators on.
“Holy fuck it’s the Unabomber!” says the first buddy that sees me.
Already being hailed as a martyr by the MAGAts.
They call him the second most innocent man in America.
I thought that was Koresh?
Silvio Berlusconi has gone to that great bunga-bunga party in the sky.
Treat Williams
D.B. Cooper.
Last couple of years been tough. All part of getting older.
He was good in a lot of things.
For some reason I really enjoyed his work in Things to do in Denver When You’re Dead.
I remember watching Hair as a hippie wanna teen in the late 80s.
Didn’t watch a lot of musical’s but that one resonated with 18 year old me.
I just watched “Mulholland Falls”.
I have never seen that…