So it's been a while, I suppose it's a good thing that I don't have the time to post every day about things people most likely don't care about (and are even less likely to see)? Any how, Peter Graves was found dead today. Didn't know him personally, or a shitload about him other than he was in Mission Impossible A&E's Biography and Airplane!, Perhaps one of the funniest movies ever made. I guess it means I am finally getting old that I now feel many of the famous people who I'd like to think help define me are dropping dead. Maybe it's the immortality of the Hollywood image that convinces me my hero's and idols will be around as long as I will, maybe I want it to be the case as I am now at the point in my life that I'm not too crazy about the passage of time (which is vividly chronicled month after month with the the deaths of the famous). I guess in the end it reminds me not so much of what these successful people have accomplished as much as it reminds me what I have not, and that my friends depresses the shit out of me.
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