Some crackpot friends on Facebook (or in this case, crackpots of crackpots) have been saying that there is a new rupture under the Gulf of Mexico that isn’t being reported on. Well, it is now. (NYT)
From Go’s Website:
Your indulgence of our wackiness is what made GO! work. Thanks for giving us the license to be as odd and as goofy as we were with your national airwaves. For me, it’s been a long crazy ride of fun and laughter. How many people can say that about their professional lives?
Our final episode of GO! will be broadcast on June 26th. I will be back on CBC Radio One with a new Saturday show in the Fall and I’ll let you know more about that as it develops. I sure hope you will join me for that adventure when the time comes.
Full announcement here.
Huh. I really liked Go. Brent Bambry’s new show has a lot to live up to. We totally need to interview him before it launches, don’t we?
Also, if anyone touches WireTap they die.
Farewell Blanche Devereaux — the sassiest of the Golden Girls. She is predeceased by Dorothy Petrillo Zbornak and Sophia Petrillo; and survived by Rose Nylund. (CBC)
Stephen (Steve) J. Perry was a comic book and cartoon writer. Steve Perry’s comic book career was mostly confined to the 80’s where he wrote various comics for Marvel and several independent companies.
In the mid-eighties Perry started working for Rankin/Bass Productions working on scripts and creating characters for two of Rankin/Bass’ cartoons, ThunderCats and Silverhawks.
Last year Perry was diagnosed with bladder cancer. He was broke and as he was living in the US, he had no access to any sort of medicare. Fortunately Perry’s friend comic book creator S.R. Bissette asked the comic book community for help and The Hero Initiative (a non-profit organization dedicated to helping comic book creators, writers and artists in need) helped Perry out.
Then on May 8 Perry disappeared from his home in Florida. There was some grisly discoveries when police found Perry’s abandoned van but they weren’t talking. On May 28 police announced that Stephen J. Perry was murdered. They haven’t released any further details. S.R. Bissette discusses his late friend here.
In honour of the late Steve Perry here’s some ThunderCats and some Silverhawks.
Carle Steel wrote earlier that in addition to Art Linkletter dying, Gary Coleman was hospitalized after suffering head injuries from a fall.
Apparently, Coleman has now succumbed to his injuries. (CBC)
I never watched Diff’rent Strokes because I have a policy about not watching things titled with unnecessary abbreviations, but Coleman’s wonderfully bizarre cameo in The Simpsons ‘Funzo’ Christmas episode still makes me laugh. His Christmas Carol finish to the show is much quoted in my household every December.
Thanks for the entertainment, Gary Coleman.
As a little girl, I had two guinea pigs, Yum Yum and Muy Muy. My cat Max used to spend his days in the cage with them in the summer when it was outside. It was one of those big, round cornerd, half-clear plastic things with a hole in the top. Max, a very large though seemingly boneless tabby cat, would plaster himself along one side and watch the pigs as they ate and bumped into each other and purred and did their thing. Every once and a while, they would drift over to his side of the cage and bump into him. At this point he couldn’t resist and he would grab one, roll on his back and kind of pretend-gum her to death, then let her go, then everyone would go back to their corner. The guinea pigs were sweet and trusting and had a very short attention span, sort of like goldfish are supposed to have: “Hey, look at the castle!” “Hey, look at the castle!” For them, it must have been “Hey, there’s Max!” “Hey, there’s Max!” Max knew he wasn’t allowed to eat them, so this scenario would repeat itself over and over again all summer long.
So when I saw this picture I just about booked a ticket to Edmonton on the spot. A whole herd of guinea pigs! As Steve would say, Squee!
Except for they’re dead. (CBC)
For you young’uns out there, Art Linkletter was a fixture of us oldie’s collective childhood with his radio show “Kids Say the Darndest Things.” That’s where I got all my material when I was little anyway. I will also remember his more recent advice to anyone afraid of getting old: find new friends. You’ll need them if you actually do outlive all your peeps. He was 97. (CBC)
To find out who else is dead today, go to Dead or Alive for a helpful database of people who you thought were dead but aren’t. From now on, I’m going to stop spreading it around that Abe Vigoda is dead. I really thought he was. In other sad news related to kids who say the darndest things, actor Gary Coleman is in critical condition after a fall. (CBC)
This story by Chris Belsito originally appeared in the March 15, 2007 edition of prairie dog as part of a preview for Ronnie James Dio’s not-officially-Black-Sabbath-but-c’mon it’s-totally-Sabbath Heaven and Hell tour, which played Regina on March 16. The art is former art director Nigel Hood’s, and was used in one of my all-time favourite covers.
Dio: Black Sabbath will always be Ronnie James’ band
by Chris Belsito
In the beginning, there was a riff.
From the opening notes of the eponymous Black Sabbath it was clear that something new had been born. Similar perpetrators of “heavy”, as it was called—bands like Iron Butterfly, Blue Cheer or even Deep Purple—did not have this, whatever it was. Continue reading “Dio Memories”
… but I don’t remember seeing this scene in Groundhog Day (WTOP):
PUNXSUTAWNEY, Pa. (AP) – Police say they charged a Pennsylvania man with public drunkenness after he was seen trying to resuscitate a long-dead opossum along a highway.
State police Trooper Jamie Levier says several witnesses saw 55-year-old Donald Wolfe, of Brookville, near the animal Thursday along Route 36 in Oliver Township, about 65 miles northeast of Pittsburgh.
I didn’t know him personally, as he left Regina before I moved from the farm to town. But Dan Achen was a friend of Mike Burns, and that’s good enough for me to think that the world is a poorer place without him. Here’s his obit in the Hamilton Spectator (he apparently died of a heart attack during a pickup hockey game, and as far as rock music deaths go, you can’t get more Canadian than that), Exclaim magazine, and the CBC.
Here’s something I didn’t know: Feist called him Uncle Dan.
But he won’t be coming to SXSW (Toronto Star) or anywhere else. He passed away in New Orleans the day before yesterday. (Washington Post)
R.I.P. to one of the great unknown rock and rollers.
Former First Nations leader David Ahenakew has died of cancer. (Globe and Mail) He leaves behind a huge and confusing legacy to us all. Rest in peace.
Left: A tale of two Indians: David Ahenakew looks at his portrait and awards in 2005.