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Year: 2005

Whacked Out Freaks – Part Two

As if this touching episode wasn’t enough, now the Thompson family has put out a request for anyone who owns a cannon. No, I didn’t spell that wrong. We’re talking a real cannon, the type that shoots cannon balls (ala Pirates of the Caribbean). Since you obviously can’t head down the local Walmart to find such things, the family has solicited the media to not only find a cannon but help them find the perfect owner of a cannon. It’s so important apparently, that they have put out the following requirement: Anyone interested needs to submit a 100-word essay and mail it to the Aspen Daily News. They’ll forward the submissions to the Thompson family.

“The winner of the content will have to bring the cannon to Aspen at his or her own expense and possibly on short notice.”

Wonderful.

OK, once more with feeling…

FREAKS, WHACKED OUT FREAKS! 

It’s A Good Thing

I really don’t like to admit this, but it’s been hard for me to keep up with the daily news coming from Iraq, not to mention Afghanistan. Now that the drama of the Iraqi election is pretty much over, there just hasn’t been a lot of breaking news to catch my attention. Yes, I do realize that there are tens of thousands of families with loved ones serving over there who live each day awaiting news from the area. That’s why I’m grateful for blog sites like this that provide a real service for people. It’s a lot of work pulling together this kind of information, and for that I say, “Thanks Arthur.”

And The Winner Is…

Oscar Night Award Winners:

UPDATE: Cheese and Crackers with ALL the video from this evenings telecast.

Breaking News!!!

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Security Break at Oscar Telecast!

A naked 33-year-old man named Robert Opal streaked briefly into view, flashing a peace sign, as NBC cameras cut away to avoid a full frontal assault on viewers of the Academy Awards* ceremony, broadcast worldwide.

The Los Angeles sex shop owner streaked all the way from one side of the stage to the other just before the best picture award was announced. Opal was clearly viewable behind actor David Niven, who was on stage and ready to introduce Elizabeth Taylor.

“Isn’t it fascinating,” remarked host David Niven, as the naked man disappeared into the wings after streaking across the stage, “to think that probably the only laugh that man will ever get in his life is by stripping off his clothes and showing his shortcomings?”

Some were convinced that the security break was staged. Cynics found Niven’s line too good not to be scripted, and they gained additional ammunition when instead of pressing charges, the Academy put some clothes on the streaker and brought him into the press area.

Producer Jack Haley Jr. denied the interruption was planned.

*(1974)

A Total of 10 Minutes

That’s about how much time I’m going to give to the Oscar’s tomorrow night. Yeah, I’ll probably watch the opening 5 minutes of Chris Rock, just because I think he’s got the guts to say and do things that Whoopi, Billy, Steve, Dave, and Johnny couldn’t or wouldn’t. Not that I’m interested in hearing Chris talk about “The Man” or “Whitey” or anything like that. I guess I’m buying into some of his hype from the past couple of weeks.

OK, so that’s 5 minutes. I’ll watch 1 minute each of Best Actor, Best Actress, Best Picture and Best Director awards. That leaves 1 minute…

Uh.

I’m going to watch a total of 9 minutes of the Oscar’s tomorrow night.

I did hear of a simulblog of the show…somewhere in Wisconsin.

Malkin and Colmes

No, Sean hasn’t gone solo, and he hasn’t been fired. Michelle Malkin, a fellow blogger (and I’m sure she does a lot of other things too), substituted for Mr. Hannity Friday night on Fox. You can check out video of the show right here.

Weekend at Hunter’s

The Rocky Mountain News runs this story featuring Hunter Thompson’s widow, who states matter-of-factly that she sees nothing abnormal about her husband shooting himself through the mouth at their kitchen table, how brave an act it was, and how she always knew that he would “go before her.” I guess the fact that she is 32 and he was 67 might have made the latter inevitable. How sweet it must have been for her and her loved ones to be standing around the kitchen, toasting Hunter’s life while his still warm corpse was sitting right there with them. I wonder, did they prop him up so they could see if he was smiling? Oh, and I love this part:

Upon seeing Hunter Thompson’s body, she embraced him. “Since he’d done this, I did not want to make it difficult for his spirit,” she said. “I wanted to make it loving.”

And this gem:

“His face did look calm and peaceful. He looked content. Like he wanted it.”

OK, all together now… FREAK! Crazy whacked out FREAK! Make that FREAKS! Hunter was just as big a loon as she is. Are we supposed to applaud this woman for her bravery, her dedication to her husband or what? For the life of me, I don’t get this at all.

Update: Of course, suicide is always good for business.