
So yesterday I am out buying a bathrobe (I have never really had one but
Ghostface is on to something, I never want to get dressed again). I am line getting ready to check out and the dude ahead of me gets a phone call...
"Oh my god that is terrible, I haven't see him in maybe 6 months...what a shame"
That is bout all I heard until the salesmen asked "Did a friend of yours die?" (Why would you ask this?)
Th guy goes on to explain that he didn't lose a friend but a patient and that it was Heath Ledger. The salesmen took the news pretty hard and kept saying how amazing Heath was in Knights Tale (He appeared to be being honest.)
Anyway this got me to thinking, I am not a fan of Ledgers, I mean maybe I will be after the new Batman but by then it is too late. Anyway fan or not it is sad when a man as young as 28 goes. It is a shame when anyone goes too young.
The next thing I thought of was the fact that in my life I have had cancer, diabetes, as well as many complications and on top of that I come from a long line of family members who die around 50 and I have never felt I was going to live a long time. Add to that a life full of excessive drinking, drugs and sex with women who lets just say don't often say no to anyone who shows up with boner.
What I am getting at is I am 31 now, and Heath didn't make it past 28 so maybe I am a tougher son of a bitch than I give myself credit for. Carry on, but don't take any sleeping pills.