Babe, Boob, Bible-thumper, Big kicker, Bad ticker, Bonnie's dad
Look at me, I’m Dead
Sandra Dee was 63,
Pneumonia and bad kidneys,
Took all her breath and just dealt her a death,
She’s dead, she’s Sandra Dee
(Monty)
Or
Gidget goes to hell
(stiffs.com)
Former squeaky clean teen star Sandra Dee has ended her Imitation of Life, succumbing to kidney disease at the age of 63. Dee was the Jennifer Lopez of her day, with a celebrity wedding and divorce and a middling musical career and in the end, all she had were her looks. Dee also made headlines with the celebrity wedding of the time to Bobby Darin. Her celebrity divorce 7 years later helped kill her screen career. Dee earned her reputation as the blond beauty in Gidget and the Tammy movies of the 1960s, while also recording a number of musical trifles to cash in on her screen success. Tammy needed her own doctor in recent years, as she had been on dialysis for four years, and lived as a virtual recluse in Los Angeles.
Gone-zo
Or
Fear and Loathing and Ballistics in Aspen
Or
Looks like his loathing finally overcame his fear
(stiffs.com)
The Hunter became the hunted, as lunatic writer and journalist Hunter S. Thompson committed suicide rather than continue a telephone conversation with his wife. Thompson’s prose was fueled by random rage and enough narcotics to stun a brace of oxen, and he used profanity-laced tirades to bring readers inside his stories as Rolling Stones’ “gonzo” journalist. Ideally timed to appeal to a generation growing cynical by assassinations and the war in Vietnam, Thompson hit the peak of his fame as Rolling Stones national political correspondent covering the primaries and the presidential campaign of 1972 in a style unseen before in the staid, conservative world of political journalism. That year also saw the publication of “Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas,” chronicling his coked-up drive from Los Angeles to Las Vegas. Such an outlandish figure seemed almost cartoonish, especially to Garry Trudeau, who based the character Uncle Duke on Thompson, prompting Thompson to say that if he ever met Trudeau, he would set him on fire. Other people Thompson hated included Hubert Humphrey, "a hopelessly dishonest old hack who campaigned like a rat in heat,” Bill Clinton, "It's almost embarrassing to talk about Clinton as if he were important. I'd almost prefer Nixon. I'd say Clinton is every bit as corrupt as Nixon, but a lot smoother," and Richard Nixon, to whom he offered the epitaph: "If the right people had been in charge of Nixon's funeral, his casket would have been launched into one of those open-sewage canals that empty into the ocean just south of Los Angeles. He was a swine of a man and a jabbering dupe of a president. Nixon was so crooked that he needed servants to help him screw his pants on every morning. Even his funeral was illegal. He was queer in the deepest way. His body should have been burned in a trash bin." As befits a man of his caliber, Thompson’s ashes will be fired out of a cannon on his Aspen ranch.
Riding the slimy chute to hell
Gene Scott, the wackiest, most entertaining televangelist ever, has died at the age of 75 after suffering a stroke. Most of us stumbled upon him while flipping the late-night channels to find his ranting, rambling sermons which amounted to little more than begging for money, much like any other televangelist, but the sheer lunacy made it worth watching. In order to pump up the donation, he might sit silently smoking a cigar, or let viewers know that "A skinflint may get to Heaven, but what awaits him are a rusty old halo, a skinny old cloud, and a robe so worn it scratches. First-class salvation costs money," or simply yell into the camera, "Get on the telephone!" For those who didn't send money, Scott suggested: "Vomit on yourself with your head up in the air." Through his efforts, the Protestant Los Angeles University Cathedral grew to 15,000 members and raised millions of dollars, all of which Rev. Scott could use however he saw fit, as dictated in the pledge slips donors signed. He spent lavishly on himself, with a private jet, mansion, horse farms and chauffeured limos, and on charity, raising $2 million for the fire-damaged Los Angeles Central Library and donating $20,000 to save the Museum in Black from eviction. Unlike his brethren, he did not condemn homosexuals, arguing that Jesus accepted him as he was, so he would accept them as they are. But he could take a political stand, as during the first Gulf War, he encouraged President Bush to "Nuke 'em in the name of Jesus!"
Coffin corner kicker
Long-time NFL punter and cookie magnate Reggie Roby has died at the age of 43. I couldn’t put it any better, so without permission, I’m stealing Mark’s tribute. He hasn’t paid up yet, so he really shouldn’t complain. Roby had a long and highly successful career as a punter in the NFL, and even though he played many years for the hated Miami Dolphins, I always enjoyed watching Roby kick. Not only did he have tremendous leg extension – often looking like he was going to knee himself in the face - but his punts had amazing hang time. As has been often mentioned in articles about him, Roby liked to wear a watch during games so he could measure hang time. Don Shula also noted that when the Dolphins played in domed stadiums, Roby liked to try to hit the roof with a punt, and was successful more than once. Roby did something that none of the guys who punt today can do - make punting fun to watch.
RoboCop Top Stopped
Veteran Irish stage actor Dan O’Herlihy has died at the age of 85. An Oscar nominee for Best Actor in 1954 in Adventures of Robinson Crusoe, he may be best remembered as the CEO of Omni Consumer Products in RoboCop, was the unrecognizable alien Grig in The Last Starfighter, and was the head of the Silver Shamrock Corporation who implanted pieces of Stonehenge in Halloween masks as part of a plan to rid the world of children in Halloween III: Season of the Witch. Of course, my favorite performance was as the Brigadier General who dropped a nuclear bomb on New York City in Fail-Safe.
Are you ready for a thing called death?
(stiffs.com)
Broadway star John Raitt’s Carousel ride has come to an end at the age of 88. Raitt created the role of Billy Bigelow in the original New York production of "Carousel," played Curly in the Chicago company of Oklahoma! and sang with Doris Day in the movie "Pajama Game." He also spawned singer Bonnie Raitt.
Sandra Dee was 63,
Pneumonia and bad kidneys,
Took all her breath and just dealt her a death,
She’s dead, she’s Sandra Dee
(Monty)
Or
Gidget goes to hell
(stiffs.com)
Former squeaky clean teen star Sandra Dee has ended her Imitation of Life, succumbing to kidney disease at the age of 63. Dee was the Jennifer Lopez of her day, with a celebrity wedding and divorce and a middling musical career and in the end, all she had were her looks. Dee also made headlines with the celebrity wedding of the time to Bobby Darin. Her celebrity divorce 7 years later helped kill her screen career. Dee earned her reputation as the blond beauty in Gidget and the Tammy movies of the 1960s, while also recording a number of musical trifles to cash in on her screen success. Tammy needed her own doctor in recent years, as she had been on dialysis for four years, and lived as a virtual recluse in Los Angeles.
Gone-zo
Or
Fear and Loathing and Ballistics in Aspen
Or
Looks like his loathing finally overcame his fear
(stiffs.com)
The Hunter became the hunted, as lunatic writer and journalist Hunter S. Thompson committed suicide rather than continue a telephone conversation with his wife. Thompson’s prose was fueled by random rage and enough narcotics to stun a brace of oxen, and he used profanity-laced tirades to bring readers inside his stories as Rolling Stones’ “gonzo” journalist. Ideally timed to appeal to a generation growing cynical by assassinations and the war in Vietnam, Thompson hit the peak of his fame as Rolling Stones national political correspondent covering the primaries and the presidential campaign of 1972 in a style unseen before in the staid, conservative world of political journalism. That year also saw the publication of “Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas,” chronicling his coked-up drive from Los Angeles to Las Vegas. Such an outlandish figure seemed almost cartoonish, especially to Garry Trudeau, who based the character Uncle Duke on Thompson, prompting Thompson to say that if he ever met Trudeau, he would set him on fire. Other people Thompson hated included Hubert Humphrey, "a hopelessly dishonest old hack who campaigned like a rat in heat,” Bill Clinton, "It's almost embarrassing to talk about Clinton as if he were important. I'd almost prefer Nixon. I'd say Clinton is every bit as corrupt as Nixon, but a lot smoother," and Richard Nixon, to whom he offered the epitaph: "If the right people had been in charge of Nixon's funeral, his casket would have been launched into one of those open-sewage canals that empty into the ocean just south of Los Angeles. He was a swine of a man and a jabbering dupe of a president. Nixon was so crooked that he needed servants to help him screw his pants on every morning. Even his funeral was illegal. He was queer in the deepest way. His body should have been burned in a trash bin." As befits a man of his caliber, Thompson’s ashes will be fired out of a cannon on his Aspen ranch.
Riding the slimy chute to hell
Gene Scott, the wackiest, most entertaining televangelist ever, has died at the age of 75 after suffering a stroke. Most of us stumbled upon him while flipping the late-night channels to find his ranting, rambling sermons which amounted to little more than begging for money, much like any other televangelist, but the sheer lunacy made it worth watching. In order to pump up the donation, he might sit silently smoking a cigar, or let viewers know that "A skinflint may get to Heaven, but what awaits him are a rusty old halo, a skinny old cloud, and a robe so worn it scratches. First-class salvation costs money," or simply yell into the camera, "Get on the telephone!" For those who didn't send money, Scott suggested: "Vomit on yourself with your head up in the air." Through his efforts, the Protestant Los Angeles University Cathedral grew to 15,000 members and raised millions of dollars, all of which Rev. Scott could use however he saw fit, as dictated in the pledge slips donors signed. He spent lavishly on himself, with a private jet, mansion, horse farms and chauffeured limos, and on charity, raising $2 million for the fire-damaged Los Angeles Central Library and donating $20,000 to save the Museum in Black from eviction. Unlike his brethren, he did not condemn homosexuals, arguing that Jesus accepted him as he was, so he would accept them as they are. But he could take a political stand, as during the first Gulf War, he encouraged President Bush to "Nuke 'em in the name of Jesus!"
Coffin corner kicker
Long-time NFL punter and cookie magnate Reggie Roby has died at the age of 43. I couldn’t put it any better, so without permission, I’m stealing Mark’s tribute. He hasn’t paid up yet, so he really shouldn’t complain. Roby had a long and highly successful career as a punter in the NFL, and even though he played many years for the hated Miami Dolphins, I always enjoyed watching Roby kick. Not only did he have tremendous leg extension – often looking like he was going to knee himself in the face - but his punts had amazing hang time. As has been often mentioned in articles about him, Roby liked to wear a watch during games so he could measure hang time. Don Shula also noted that when the Dolphins played in domed stadiums, Roby liked to try to hit the roof with a punt, and was successful more than once. Roby did something that none of the guys who punt today can do - make punting fun to watch.
RoboCop Top Stopped
Veteran Irish stage actor Dan O’Herlihy has died at the age of 85. An Oscar nominee for Best Actor in 1954 in Adventures of Robinson Crusoe, he may be best remembered as the CEO of Omni Consumer Products in RoboCop, was the unrecognizable alien Grig in The Last Starfighter, and was the head of the Silver Shamrock Corporation who implanted pieces of Stonehenge in Halloween masks as part of a plan to rid the world of children in Halloween III: Season of the Witch. Of course, my favorite performance was as the Brigadier General who dropped a nuclear bomb on New York City in Fail-Safe.
Are you ready for a thing called death?
(stiffs.com)
Broadway star John Raitt’s Carousel ride has come to an end at the age of 88. Raitt created the role of Billy Bigelow in the original New York production of "Carousel," played Curly in the Chicago company of Oklahoma! and sang with Doris Day in the movie "Pajama Game." He also spawned singer Bonnie Raitt.
