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Saturday, July 25, 2009

Thursday, June 25, 2009

jamais deux sans trois

Jamais deux sans trois, loosely translated from French, reads "never two without a third".

So first there was Ed McMahon - someone not well known outside of the US, I think, but a name that even I recognised.

Then went Farrah Fawcett - the Charlie's Angel who went public about her battle with cancer recently; I remember seeing that Ryan O'Neal had proposed to her, and that she had said yes, then she passes away. I'd like to think at least she's no longer in pain, no longer suffering.

And now, breaking news - Michael Jackson is dead! A suspected heart attack, details sketchy right now. But wow. Love him or hate him, he was a HUGE presence in the 80s and even in the 90s.

Yes, I broke my "break" because there's no way I could NOT mark this somehow.

And now, back to procrastinating on packing!


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Friday, June 05, 2009

Beyond the Rim: David Carradine

The Young Grasshopper, no longer that young at age 72, is now Beyond the Rim.

Not that I watched the show religiously, but I really enjoyed Kung Fu back when I was a grasshopper myself: there was something about the character of Kwai Chang Caine - a Shaolin monk half-breed Chinese making his way across the wild wild west of America, ever the fish out of water, ever the quietly honorable in the face of the baser aspects of human nature, ever reluctant to unleash the deadliness he is more than capable of while facing such baser aspects. The Young Grasshopper was all growed up and truly living the life lessons he might have previously learned, but perhaps might not have truly understood, until his experiences in America.

Yesterday when I saw the headline about his death, I felt... weird. Even now, I'm... disconcerted.

Caine is dead.

Heck, Bill is dead -- deader than when he got hit with the Five Point Palm Exploding Heart Technique.

At age 72, found hanging in a Bangkok hotel room.

Other details are emerging:
- Found naked.
- Rope around his penis.

Whoa... a 72 year old, practicing auto-erotic asphyxiation?

ummm... tmi?!

But what if it's actually foul play, made to look like a sex act gone wrong?

.. because, come on!! At 72?! Doing that kind of stuff?

Is this just the prude in me talking, or do y'all find that a bit hard to swallow too?

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May peace be with you, Grasshopper.


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Image credit:
  • Kung Fu: ripped from imdb (I think) a long time ago, previously used here (see #25).
  • David Carradine: by Jano Rohleder via wikipedia

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