I know it’s horribly self-serving to link to one’s own post, but if I don’t do it, who will?
I had nominated the Stanford professor’s death as the most embarrassing in history. Well move over sir, and take your wires with you.
I believe it was also me who said men are lovely but really, really weird. I spoke with three male friends over the weekend, and all vehemently denied they found any attraction to a certain hobby. But someone besides David Carradine is doing it (er, are doing what he did. Allegedly did.)
I think the family should rethink the strategy of bringing the FBI into the matter. And I think they would better serve David if they said he had been looking depressed for the past few weeks.
(Time is kind; we'll all forget. He was a knock-out as Woody Guthrie.)
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These 3 Vehemently denied it?
"No, no, no, I didn't do it. Never. Well, she made me do it, officer."
I don't think you had your glasses on at the time, KB. Sounds like you were actually talking to 3 little boys.
"Grasshopper, when you can grab the length of thin rope from my hand you will be ready for all manner of strange and stupid sexual acts"
I think his funeral will be the interesting part. How many mistresses? How many wives? How many... didn't know about the other, etc.
He was Irish. That is going to be one hell of a wake.
Sure, blame it on the Irish
Ha-ha-ha-ha, tee-hee-hee-hee!
"lizerdou"!
A Shaolin priest once said, "Not THAT pebble, you idiot!!!!"
Don't tie this at home.
Mayhap, had he labored on developing hair on the palms as a yout’, his growt’, emotional, sexual, and otherwise would not have been stunted. He would have evolved into what some of us might admit is The absolute, The final solution, Nirvana, when addressing these great delicate moments, of which we speak NOT. At the very least, he would have saved the cost of rope and other costly paraphernalia. There is an old saying in the non-ether that, “If you gotta’ git it from the sto’, you don’t need IT no mo’ but you do need something.
Consultation fees, $*****.00 per hour.
Evidence is mounting that "men are lovely but really, really weird" in different ways from women, Grasshopper.
Sorry, I was laughing at the Irishman-
they're always the butt of jokes in my town, especially on St. Pat's Day.
I still think the Stanford professor continues to hold the title. As far as Carradine is concerned, I'm impressed that not only was he sexually capable into his 70's but imaginative as well.
Congratulations are in order, Karin! A very prestigious award!
I always get freaked out when the news has reports like, "Your teenager could be doing it. Signs to watch for."
Great. First drugs, now ties.
When David was playing Shane on television I had what I thought was the most reckless crush on him. I didn't really watch him again until much later in things like The Long Riders (I have that movie), his Kung Fu Pt Deux (up late at night with baby), his Tai Chi tapes (I have that too...if the price is right...), and whatever else I stumbled on. I like my memory of him as Shane best. I can't speak to/of his more esoteric martial arts practices...you learn the darnedest things from watching the news/CSI.
I was going to list some things to look for Courtney, but fortunately good (or better) taste prevailed. You have a new blog? Gonna check it out.
I was at a Huntington Docent reception today and was going to pass out my business card, which also lists this blog, and then I remembered the latest post...
Yeah, I could have done without the description I read about this death . . .
Your docent reception comment made me laugh! Just go for it!
Sister Wolf is wondering the same thing that you are.
Pass the cards out; docents need to laugh, too.
I'm going to have to do a little Googling, because I think I missed this part of poor Grasshopper's death.
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