Alan Cranston
Word of his passing came just 3 hours before the end of one contest and the start of another. He always was a damned troublemaker.
For the 32nd year running, our fondest farewells to the recently departed. If they were on anybody’s list, or mattered at all, they’re here. Looking for everybody? Try the Directory.
Word of his passing came just 3 hours before the end of one contest and the start of another. He always was a damned troublemaker.
Nice try, old man, but we're not renaming The Carl Sagan Stipulation no matter when you check out.
Hopefully, he developed a taste for worms when he was finding out just how rotten the Big Apple could be.
If you don't give a heck about the man with the bible in his hand, y'all, just get out the way, and let the gentleman do his thing.
Though his Klink was more bumbling than mean,
and Herr Klemperer stole every scene,
like the Nazi he played,
Werner toiled underpaid,
the top sucker at Stalag 13.
Say goodbye to the man who led the nation of Suriname to its independence. Hamurrin' Henck ez dedd.
This Pulitzer Prize winning poet would surely be better known had her career not been overshadowed by her brothers, Mel, Foster, Albert, Garth, and the two who made the suits.
There once was a fleet-footed Czech
whose name was Emil Zatopek.
Like a good little Pinky,
he won at Helsinki,
and then was too dumb to defect.
Now rocking on the Lord's glorious concert stage, and once again reunited with The Pussycats.
The fact that the singing governor made it to 101 convinces us that the key to longevity is to declare someone or something to be your sunshine (preferably your only sunshine) and then to repeatedly implore to no one in particular that said sunshine not be taken away.
Man, those HUAC guys ... what a bunch of idiots. They suspected Jr. of being the ringleader, but they didn't know why.
Sadly, Julie had just begun working on a remake of her biggest hit, an updated version called "Buy Me A Liver."
Whatever Lola wants, Lola gets. Gwen, on the other hand, is toast.
Gov·er·nor (guv´-er-ner) noun: an attachment to a machine or engine designed to control or limit its function. (e.g. Missouri's governor may need to be readjusted).
The grave they buried him in is actually shared by several people. It's a communist plot.
Looks like Mr. McPhee is up Dawson's Creek without a paddle. Serves him right, the KKK son of a bitch.
The straight story is that he had terminal cancer and killed himself. You find a punch line in that.
Historians and journalists alike are baffled by the notorious British gangster's final word. Just as he expired, he closed his eyes and quietly murmured, "Dinsdale."
Due to the weakness of the Canadian dollar, this will only count for about two-thirds of a death.
Many baseball experts have long asserted that Mike Schmidt was the greatest third baseman of all-time. Well, Aurelio wasn't nearly that good.
This one, on the other hand, leaves a huge hole in the arts world.
Oscar-winning songwriter who also worked as a producer, arranger and keyboardist with people like The Rolling Stones, James Brown, Elvis Presley, Miles Davis, The Beach Boys, Phil Spector, Captain Beefheart, Bobby Darin, Neil Young, Randy Newman, Ike & Tina Turner, Tammy Wynette, John Lee Hooker, Barbra Streisand, The Neville Brothers, Graham Parker, Jackie DeShannon, The Monkees, Marianne Faithfull, Sonny & Cher, Buffy Sainte-Marie, Ricky Nelson, Willy DeVille, Doris Day and The Germs, so it's no surprise if you've never heard of him.
But only if you're comparing her to, like, the redwoods.
This busty brunette was known for her stamina, as shown by her farewell appearance in the Coitus Maximus production of Chemo Reamo.
There's a little hotel called the Shady Rest at the junction ...
You ever seem to have one of those days where it just seems like everybody's gettin' on your case, from your teacher all the way down to your best girlfriend? Well, you know, Cub used to have 'em just about all the time. But he found a way to get out of it.
You know that wherever he's going, George Burns'll be there waiting for him, and when Matthau knocks, Burns will point his finger in the air and say, "Enter!"
He'll be laid to rest in the Jones family plot, which features two small approach bunkers, a water hazard on the far side of the green, and a beautiful view of the dogleg fifth.
The former Governor and former State Senator from Pennsylvania is now a former person from Pennsylvania.
She closed her eyes dreamily and sighed, a moist and wheezy sigh of surrender, as his firm grip tightened on her ventricle, and Randy the Reaper shut that sucker down.
Over the course of his career, he portrayed 9 Lords, 6 Kings, 4 Popes, 3 Prime Ministers, a couple of Saints, various military officers, Merlin the Magician, Cassius AND Julius Caesar, an orchestra conductor, a headmaster, a Marquis, and the houseboy of an idiot who's so pickled that he falls in love with Liza Minnelli. Guess that about covers it.
Not that it does him any good now, but in a game situation, the other guy would probably have been called for an illegal pick.
Played a gold flute, for cryin' out loud. Good riddance, you pansy.
He gave us Death Race 2000, and then he won the damned thing.
Grab a beer and drop your pants,
Foster does the cancer dance,
Good-bye, Bozo!
As one of the first to successfully make the leap from oily, near-naked flexing and posing to oily, near-naked flexing and posing in front of a camera, Reeves paved the way for one of our greatest modern movie stars. Yes, it was Steve's ability to overcome his unfortunate voice (picture an adenoidal 7-year-old girl in mild tantrum) that inspired another world-class athlete to step onto a sound stage and into our hearts. Say a little prayer, America, for without Steve Reeves, there would be no Lou Ferrigno.
First she tried turning the beat around, then it was upside-down .... How about off, is that good?
He ended up doing alright, for the child of an English circus freak.
Her film credits included "The Last Trail," "Baby Take A Bow," "Dead End," "The Lucky Stiff," "One Mile From Heaven," "Dante's Inferno," "Stop, You're Killing Me," and her last, which ws "Kiss Me Goodbye." The clues are there, folks, you just have to learn how to read 'em.
Had to find out the hard way that sex and drugs and rock and roll are NOT all the brain and body need.
The author of 1972's "The Joy Of Sex" has since experienced the relative ennui of gradually dying.
You've heard of the Mack Daddy? This is who they're talking about.
The Wailing Wall: religious sacrament, or noise pollution? On the next Ofra Haza Show.
Turns out the reason he never took off that stupid hat is 'cause it was a tumor.
As he himself once sang, "Fliddy gloop gloopy, nibby nobby nooby, la la la lo lo. Shamma shimmy shaman, nooby abba dabban, lee lee lo lo. Dooby ooby wadda, nooby abba dabba, kicky-wicky bucket time."
How could such a great defender not wear a seat belt? What an idiot.
Abracadabra this, you tie-dyed, buck-toothed, shaggy-headed freak.
They called him "The Little Giant From Little Dixie." Have you any idea how close we came to having this midget as President?
In 1938, he clinched the Grand Slam at Forest Hills, becoming the first ever to do it. Then last year, he crunched his Grand Am in a forest in the hills, and it became the last thing he would ever do. Advantage, tree.
She squeezed him 'til the juice ran down his leg, which normally isn't fatal, but the way she squeezed him made him fall right outta bed.
Nebraska's Boy Governor trades his soap box in on a pine one.
Though every bit as accomplished a musician as his brother, Julian "Cannonball" Adderly, Nat was not nearly as well-known, due in large part to his unfortunate nickname, "Fart Machine."
Famous U.S. Navy Admiral, and later, the inspiration for an extremely popular doll, under its working title, Contaminate-Me-Elmo.
He was a silver-haired MLB umpire -- nicknamed "God" -- from the days when the Fame Committee was comprised nearly entirely of total dorks.