'Tis the season, folks. Predict who will kick the bucket this coming year. Lindsay Lohan is still kickin in 2016...I don't think any of us saw that one coming.
I still say Vince Neil of Motley Crue is a heart attack waiting to happen. Charlie Sheen's OD is imminent, but he is proving rather resilient. Sneaky bastard. The good money might be on my buddy, Jim Harrison, author of Legends of The Fall. He's 78 and looks like this: Spoiler Abe Vigoda is a wraith. He's like The Judge in Blood Meridian. He never sleeps, Abe Vigoda. He is dancing, dancing. He says that he will never die.
I love this man, but I am going to say George Michael. I don't love this man but I am going to say Charlie Sheen.
Charlie Sheen ain't goin' nowhere, Toots. Not for a long time. He's got the cash to keep up his anti-retroviral meds for awhile.
I'm going for a long drive; Miley Cyrus, drug-assisted suicide, found dead with her dogs feasting on her corpse and tripping balls from the drugs still in her bloodstream.
I think this might be Burt Reynold's year to go. He looked close to death doing the talk show circuit a few months ago.
Dick Van Dyke Jimmy Carter Glen Campbell Billy Graham Axl Rose I've picked Zsa Zsa Gabor two or three years in a row. I guess I'll wait a year. And, George HW Bush seems like a good pick, but I didn't want to do two presidents. I think that Chris Brown is a good choice, since he's got the 27 club connection this year, but I'm sure he'll find a way to keep on being a terrible person.
Before this year ends Vigoda does. Even if I have to stalk him on New Year's Eve and kill him with a shovel, either that fucking lich goes or I goes. Gene Hackman. Haven't seen him in a while, he's up there in age. Jack Nicholson. Dude you are, in fact, immortal and the coolest guy in the universe but you still smoke three packs a day. That HAS to catch up sooner or later. One of the Olsen twins. You lost your looks at 15 years old, transformed into Steven Tyler and your younger sister betters you in every single way (speshly them sparkling tittays).
Nancy Reagan and Bob Dole - both closing in on 100 years old Whitey Ford - the Chairman of the Board will be the next great Yankee to go Fluffy - a massive heart attack waiting to happen Artie Lang - the guy is funny as balls, but the next overdose/suicide attempt will be his last
Maybe Brandon Sanderson can come in and power close the series. A modern computer, ran by a younger author, who is supercharged by copious amounts of macncheese. I have seen this method work.
That way Martin doesn't have to move his sausage fingers to finish his books, which its very apparent he has no real interest in doing.
Y'all missed the first one of the year. Schneider from One Day at a Time. http://www.foxnews.com/entertainmen...-dies-at-86-multiple-reports-say/?intcmp=hpff
I'd be picking Steven Erikson instead. Sanderson's writing, while I enjoy it doesn't have much in the way of twists and turns.
It truly has been a black couple of weeks for music. David Bowie died today at 69 after an 18 month cancer battle. http://www.independent.co.uk/news/p...ter-18-month-battle-with-cancer-a6805396.html
Bowie is music elite-- he influenced countless artists and was a total original-- the grandfather of glam, the king of new wave, people like him don't die. They CAN'T die. They're too fucking cool for that shit.