Showing posts with label RIP. Show all posts
Showing posts with label RIP. Show all posts

Friday, 4 June 2010

Things that cannot be unthought...

Five years later, after The Golden Girls ended, she co-starred alongside White and Getty in a short-lived spin-off called Golden Palace.


And then an even shorter-lived scat porn spin-off, called Golden Showers.

RIP, Blanche.

Wednesday, 3 March 2010

One Foot in the grave

There are so many kind words for Michael Foot from all corners of the blogosphere. Dale doesn't need the hits, but his is probably the best.

But something stands out for me about this: everyone recognises his decency; and recognises his principles, even when they are completely opposed to them. Everybody has kind things to say about him, even Daniel Hannan. Hell, even the Ranting Penguin had some kind words to say about him! I wonder whether the left will be quite so generous one day when Baroness Thatcher goes? I hope that I'm astonished.

But somehow, I really doubt it.

Update: The Nameless Libertarian is a smart-arsed cunt.

Thursday, 11 February 2010

RIP Charlie Wilson



Definitely one to watch if you haven't seen it already. I'll be raising a glass in his honour tonight.

Tuesday, 15 September 2009

RIP Keith Floyd

A great, great man and proper TV chef. He was not a jumped up cunt like the current generation of wankers.

I will be raising a bottle to you tonight, Keith!

Update: Keep your eyes open for the upcoming TV series Floyd on Heaven and Stone Dead Floyd.

RIP Patrick Swayze

I guess he finally is a ghost now.

Wednesday, 25 February 2009

Condolences

Dad and Mom Cameron today face something I hope I never have to. I hope they they can find comfort and solace somewhere.

Sunday, 18 January 2009

Thursday, 15 January 2009

Friday, 26 December 2008

RIP VHS

The end of an era for the product that did more to change the relationship between entertainment producers and consumers than any other:

Pop culture is finally hitting the eject button on the VHS tape, the once-ubiquitous home-video format that will finish this month as a creaky ghost of Christmas past.

After three decades of steady if unspectacular service, the spinning wheels of the home-entertainment stalwart are slowing to a halt at retail outlets. On a crisp Friday morning in October, the final truckload of VHS tapes rolled out of a Palm Harbor, Fla., warehouse run by Ryan J. Kugler, the last major supplier of the tapes.

"It's dead, this is it, this is the last Christmas, without a doubt," said Kugler, 34, a Burbank businessman. "I was the last one buying VHS and the last one selling it, and I'm done. Anything left in warehouse we'll just give away or throw away."


In the space of my life, I've seen the change from cinemas being the only way to watch movies to the development of the home cinema. Even the iPlayer and youtube owe their existence to the concept of ubiquitous VHS recorders.

I have a pile of videos that I never watch but can't bring myself to throw out. It's all over now.

Tuesday, 9 December 2008

RIP

Even Oliver himself once he was dead was just an old, decaying human corpse
Baggy, and leaking fluids at the seams
But Obnoxio misses him.