Monday, February 21, 2005

Mistah Thompson, he daid.

The AP alert crossed the desk just around 8 p.m. Sunday.
The Doctor blows his brains out.
I'll post a fitting obituary when I have more time, away from the churn and grind of a newsroom full of maniacs and TV junkies.
The world is a less talented place today Doc, still the rest of us go on.
You stomped the Terra.
May you find peace.

DK

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