People People Who Died Died…

(It’s a lyric…Google it.)


A few notables died in the past couple of days that I thought it’d be worth mentioning.  In increasing order of interest (in my book), they were/are/whatever:

  • The guy who drove a car into the nursing home by my house after beating his roommate nearly to death with a hammer.  Apparently, he died as a result of injuries he sustained when the car he—let’s say it again—drove into a nursing home caught fire.  I’m not a big fan of the whole “eye for an eye” thing (much more a fan of the “but I say to you, ‘love your enemies'” part, if we’re going to quote Jesus)…but this one kind of seemed poetic.  On the other hand, clearly the guy didn’t PLAN on coming out alive, so I guess he got his wish…  Thank God he didn’t take anyone else with him (assuming the roommate survives…though she WILL have brain damage).
  • Marilyn Chambers, adult film star, died.  She was 56.  I’m unfamiliar with her—ahem—body of work, but it seemed like such a weird headline.  She’s kind of a pop-art poster-child and it’s weird that she died so young.
  • Harry Kalas, announcer for the Philadelphia Phillies died in the booth, prior to a game.  Now, I’m not a baseball fan, as most people probably know.  Most of the time, I’d much rather watch paint dry than watch even the most (supposedly) exciting of games…but this death gripped my attention.  I can think of nothing more beautiful than for someone to shuffle loose this mortal coil while doing something they love, and by all accounts Mr. Kalas loved his job.  Good for him.  Glad he got to go out with a smile to bait his last breath.

Just thought I’d write that, since I’m still unable to write about some other stuff…but I’ll have some news this week one way or the other, I’m sure.


Current Listening:

  • That gloomy mix from my last post.  It was rainy again today.  🙂