Lots of deaths lately. Bernie Mac and Isaac Hayes. You've heard of them, and can look at some of their work below (it's a little blue, so if you're easily offended, well, if you're easily offended, you really probably weren't a fan anyway). First, the music:
Now, some cookin' from Chef:
Ah, loveable, safe, Bernie Mac. Not! Before he was cleaned up for t.v., he gave us this:
I've sorta had fun making fun of how seriously people take death. I guess "insensitive" is a fair description of my attitude on the subject. And when pets passed? Insensitive would be generous. I remember visiting the Orlando home of Lee Killinger, who'd been a buddy of mine at Sewanee. I'd only been to the home once before, but I noticed the absence of their particularly yappy dog. I asked Lee's dad, Dr. Killinger, about the whereabouts of Little Muffy. He looked grave. His eyes watered as he faintly said, "Muffy... went the way of all dogs". Now, this was a DOG. I know. House pets are important. Yadda, yadda, yadda. Anyway, Mr. Sympathetic here, seeking a bit more clarity, asked, "Kicked the bucket, huh?". Anyway, death has a way of demanding respect. It's hard to maintain my flip attitude when people I actually care about "go the way of all people". Bernie Mac and Isaac Hayes weren't a huge part of my life, but a couple of my friends also died last week: Sammy Rivers and Robert Barrett.
Sammy was a good guy. He was friendly, and decent. I used to draw cartoons on my oldest son's lunch bags every day; and when Sammy got Yemassee police officer of the year, I inked his likeness on one of the bags (I'd put up a picture, but my camera's not working). Sammy was 50.
Dr. Barrett was my Chiropractor and my friend for years. He used to get me and my bud, Mike Laney, tickets to the Heritage Golf Tournament in Hilton Head. We played golf a few times. He treated some of my clients, too. Bob was 59. Rest in peace, guys.
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I'm so sorry you lost two friends this week. As we get older it seems we lose more and more of 'em. Sorta the pits.
And I'm with you on the dogs.
Cost of doing business, I guess, Kate. But it does stink.
And it is odd how people get all anthropomorhic about their pets: "he thinks he's people". Uh, really? How do you know? David Berkowitz talked to dogs, too. Or, little Rex here is my child. I'm thinking, Dude, you might oughta try the missionary position next time (Oh, no he dint!). My favorite in the cartoon world was Goofy. Goofy had a pet dog, Pluto. How sick is that? "Duh-Huh! Pluto is just like my own child". "Yes, Sir, Mr. Goofy, he is. And you make him live in a doghouse? I'm calling the A.S.P.C.A. ... and Social Services".
Man, see what you miss when your neighbor moves and takes his Internet with him!
I liked Mr. Killenger's (oh, I'm sorry, was that Dr. Killenger, six years of evil medical school down the drain!) dog more than I like Isaac Hayes. He had no sense of Scientology humor. I mean their religion is about space men, if you can't laugh at that, I'm pretty sure you're not in good shape for the afterlife.
Now, Bernie Mac, he was funny, and I think he could laugh at anything, except Mr. 3000, not his best.
I'm sorry about your friends as well. It is true that death is a part of life. I just hope I die doing something I love.
The super stars can't be outdone, so they go in threes. Maybe you could make a poll on which star will go next. And perhaps we can give some suggestions.
Dude, you're bringing me down ...
Hey, look! Pandas ...
(and Andyman, I think we all gotta learn to laugh at all religion, I mean, look at any of them and they start to look a little odd ... I particularly love Beavis' reaction when he discovers a Bible, "This book kicks ass! There's this talking snake, and a naked chick, and then this dude puts a leaf on his schlong!"
Yeah.
Got to be Samuel L. Jackson, Star, he was in an as-yet-unreleased movie, Soul Men, with Bernie Mac and, uh, Isaac Hayes. I think they're also slated to appear together in Final Destination 666.
AndyMan, you gots to get a landline internet. You gots to.
Well, first let me give my condolences on the lost of your two friends. They were way to young to go.
Now about the whole dog thing....I had dogs and cats growing up. I swore I would never get another...and then I got Sam. Sam was a female Jack Russell Terror...I mean Terrier. I got her in 1998, when my son was 8 years old. It was supposed to be his dog, but you know how that goes. Sam and I bonded. We were a lot alike, hyper and pint size.
Well Sam was the like the daughter I never had. I loved her like a child. I treated her like I would my own child. Only...I could leave her home alone and it's not against the law.
Sam develeloped Inflammatory bowel disease during the summer of 2006. She was suffering and the meds weren't working. I had to make the decision to put her to sleep.
It was one of the worst things I have ever been through....
My mom's death, and the near death of my son from a subderal hematoma were right above Sam's death.
I know it may be hard for you to comprehend how one could grow so close to an animal...but I find I like animals better than people..in general.
I swore after Sam died, I wouldn't get another...but as I sit here typing...little Maddie my year and a half old Jack Russell Terrier is outside hunting lizards.
Anyhow...just wanted to let you know...Your friend's dad's love of his dog is not so unusual..you just have to have a special love for animals. Some people do, some don't.
Coupla things. QJ will HATE that I'm taking a dump on the recently deceased, but Isaac Hayes was a fraud. To take a chunk of money for making fun of everyone under the sun and then taking your ball(s) and going home because someone makes fun of YOU is beyond babyish. Beyond.
And about animals...I love em so much I don't eat em. Beat that. I still think it's weird when animals are given human characteristics, names, and emotions.
Much love though Tam.
Kisses.
Yeah Kate, you got me beat with that one. I still eat meat. I have tried and I have cut back. It's hard. I would run out of stuff to eat.
That was touching, Tam. I'll try to be more understanding. Your dogs have been lucky to have you. I have pets (two dogs and a cat, curently, but quite a few over the years), and I do care for them. I'm not the best draw they could have had, but they're all from the pound and all would have been euthanized if I hadn't adopted them. And I've had at least one dog that I loved. The dog from my youth: Jimmie.
I know, Kate. And, I know you're right. I think I've mentioned that the original set-up in Genesis before "the Fall" (no, not late September; the OTHER Fall) was vegetarianism. So far, I'm like that lady on the home security ads: I'm Fallen and I can't get up (for vegetarianism). So far.
...and sorry about the negative subject matter, Chaser. As A-Man once opined (also in my defense): sometimes you got to let the wolf howl.
And don't forget to let the big dog eat (preferably a little yapping dog!)
I do have one lucky dog, Dave. A friend of mine tells me all the time in his next life, he wants to come back as my dog, I treat it so well.
No doubt, Tam.
You're a funny guy, Ange. Good luck at your hunnerd-miler this weekend.
sorry about your brahs, dave. they were so young. i share your sentiments about death. our time here is so short.
"Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more: it is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing." Macbeth Quote (Act V, Scene V).
Thanks, Col. And that Shakespeare quote is one of my favs.
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