I don't need to repeat the things that other peole have said and better than I can. David's passing has impacted me, though we were not close friends. He stood courageous in the face of multiple diseases, all while keeping his spirits about him. He always stood his ground on his opinions and had no fear of letting others know of his thoughts.

I will strive to live in the shadow that he has cast.

I never have understood how someone can, having publically argued with a person and defiled their character for the express interest of furthering themselves, turn right around and embrace and support the very person they were arguing and defiling, acting as if nothing every happened.

Yes, I'm watching the Clinton droning speech, but this isn't just an issue with her. We've seen this time and time again with all politicians for both parties.

Completely unrelated, Jim McKay has passed.

Fred Thompson's presidental bid is dead.

Heath Ledger is dead.

And msmcfeeley's printer is dead.

Picture it. The summer of 2000. Jen and I, still trying to find our way around our relationship of one yar, go to Garry Marshall's Falcon Theatre in Burbank. There's something there I really want to see, and Jen humours me by tagging along. I heard about this show on the Mark and Brian Show, when Garry Marshall was there having a good time. I had to get tickets, even though I had no idea how much they cost, nor where this theatre was. But this was a one-man show that was making it's premier before hopefully heading off to Broadway.

As you may have figured out by now, that show was "Save it for the Stage: The Life of Reilly", starring the one and only Charles Nelson Reilly.

The theatre itself was small -- 130 seats with nary a bad seat in the house. And there, on stage, so very close to where we were, was one of my childhood icons. The man himself, talking about the trials and tribulations of his life. His family. The fire. His acting school. His toupee. His ... life. Never once were the words "Match Game" even said, and never more could I have been more interested. The man had one heck of a life, and it was no where near over yet. At the end of the day, Jen said it was one of the best performances she had seen, because it was all so real.

And today, that life has come to it's fateful end after 76 years. And while he has not been in the spotlight for some time, he willl be greatly missed for some time.