Showing posts with label R.I.P.. Show all posts
Showing posts with label R.I.P.. Show all posts

Sunday, April 06, 2008

Charlton Heston, R.I.P.


A real straight-shooter (although, a little to the right in my humble opinion).

Charlton Heston, 1924-2008
Prideful, independent and valorific.
He was the N.R.A.

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We can only wonder who will step it up as our next celebrity spokesperson for the right to carry our homeland semi-automatic .50 caliber BMG's.

Now, will somebody please pry that thing "from his cold, dead hands!"

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Happiness Is A Warm Gun
(Buy: Beatles: The Beatles [White Album])

That's When I Reach For My Revolver
(Buy: Mission Of Burma: The Horrible Truth About Burma)

In Our Gun
(Buy: Gomez: In Our Gun)

And, a little step outside our 'Pictures Only' format, to bring you a little video ditty made most popular and, now hard to find, by Old Charlie. Ladies and gentlemen, I give you, The Four Kinsmen.

Sunday, January 28, 2007

Margaret Yvonne Middleton, R.I.P.



Yvonne De Carlo (aka. Lily Munster)
September 1, 1922 – January 8, 2007
Photograph from Universal-International's 'Buccaneer's Girl' (1950)

As beautiful as Lily, as she was in life.

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Prozac For Lovers: (Don't Fear) The Reaper
(Buy: Prozac For Lovers)

Wednesday, January 03, 2007

I'm Proud To Be A Corporate American, Amen



Mickey D's
'Now with Diet Feelings!'®
January 3, 2007

'Saint of the Day', The Most Holy Name of Jesus

'In a world of fiercely guarded corporate names and logos, it should be easy to understand this feast. The letters IHS (not top be mistaken with these guys, or these, or these) are an abbreviation of Jesous, the Greek name for Jesus.'

And — in honor of the passing and mourning of Gerald Ford (R.I.P.) — even the flag of The Golden Arch (They do one thing right.) is flying at half-staff.

Do you want fries with that faith?

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Jimmy Scott: Day By Day
(Buy: Jimmy Scott: Little Jimmy Scott)

Beach Boys: God Only Knows
(Buy: Beach Boys: Pet Sounds)

George Michael: Faith
(Buy: George Michael: Faith)

XTC: Dear God
(Buy: XTC: Skylarking)

Friday, December 22, 2006

Ruth Bernhard, Photographer, R.I.P.



Classic Torso, 1952, Gelatin silver print, 1976
Ruth Bernhard (October 14, 1905 - December 18, 2007)

"I allowed life to give me presents. And everything just sort of happened the way it was supposed to happen. I did not pursue anything. It more or less pursued me."

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Ursula 1000: Kinda' Kinky
(Buy: Ursula 1000: Kinda' Kinky)

(You can read about, and see more of, this wonderfully inspired (and inspirational) womans' photography — from a 2004 exhibition — at the John Stevenson Gallery — as well as her obituary from The New York Times.)

Thursday, November 30, 2006

Fun's Fun, But That's Not Fun!



Red Squirrel
Rockport, Maine
December 2004

"Fun's Fun, But That's Not Fun!"

You know what, I don't even know what that's supposed to mean, but Bernard tells me his Moms always used to say that to him when he did something he wasn't supposed to be doing. I guess if you can attach a mother voice it, it starts to make some sense. Any way, this post has little to do with that.

I hit a squirrel today — with the car.

I don't know if you've ever hit anything with a car before, but there's this sick feeling you (I) get in the pit of my stomach when something like this happens. (Although, this has happened only one other time before. But I remember that feeling. I do not like it.) I'm not one of those people who sees squirrels (or seagulls, or pigeons, for that matter) and has one of those little 'I wish I could kill those little effers! Rats with tails (or wings — in the case of seagulls and pigeons)! That's what they are!' moments — freaking the person, that thought they knew who you were — out just a little more then maybe you ever wanted. (Or they wanted to be, by somebody they thought they knew.) You know what I mean?

The squirrel lived. I think. I saw it run off to the side of the road and into the woods before I turned the next corner. I want to belief that I just grazed the little thing. I hope I'm right.

Drive carefully, and love the little animals. Outie!

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Jonathan Richman & The Modern Lovers: Roadrunner
(Buy: Jonathan Richman & The Modern Lovers: Roadrunner, Roadrunner: The Beserkley Collection)
Joan Jett: Roadrunner
(Buy: Fit To Be Tied: Great Hits of Joan Jett and The Blackhearts)

Thursday, August 31, 2006

Wik-a-Wik-a-Wik-a, My Friend Flicker



My friend Flicker, R.I.P
November, 2005

Unfortunately, this feathered beauty got locked, or made it's way, into a summer residence and never made it out. But, even in death, the Northern Flicker has got the looks.

Check the Northern Flicker out, in life and sound, at my favorite 'College of Avian Knowledge'.

Syd Barrett: Birdie Hop (Buy It!)