Impeccable horse face, though.
Steve Ditko, around June 29.
Aretha Franklin. Respect.
One of the scenes/songs (of many) I like in one of my favorite movies (she starts singing at 1:45):
Senator John McCain.
I’m torn on John. He was a war hawk, a bit chummy with the DC elite and the Clintons < barf > and his Presidential run was an amateur joke. Yet he was just soooo nice.
5 years as a prisoner of war, I’ll give him the benefit of the doubt.
A great college football player to boot, too.
Some great 1970s movies from him.
Maybe I should watch it again!
This one is a shocker. Burt Reynolds , a real gem! The hero of my youth. May he live on in Norm MacDonald’s “Turd Ferguson” sketches.
I think I’m on the bad actor side of the aisle. RIP.
I will take off my hat tonight in his honour.
Just don’t drop it, eh?
Poor guy, missed membership in the 27 club.
When I was 27 (many years ago), three of my friends (also 27) died of drug overdoses. That was a tough year.
Twenty-seven is the age when males are typically at their most bullet-proof, which is not really very bullet-proof and easily, fatally over-estimated. It helps if you don’t sleep on your back.