Geez, I guess I've designated today as F-New Yorkers Day. Sorry, I guess you'd have to be here to understand. You don't know how disgustingly disgusting Yankee fans are being this morning.

Just wanted to show you guys the lede from today's NY Times article on Marlon Brando's death:

"Marlon Brando, the rebellious prodigy who electrified a generation and forever transformed the art of screen acting, yet whose erratic career, obstinate eccentricities and recurring tragedies prevented him from fully realizing the promise of his early genius, has died."

Still there? I nearly fainted before I got to the part that said he died.

Reminds me of Apollo Creed's ring introduction before his fight with Drago in Rocky IV, the one that just went on and on and on.

"Ladies and gentlemen! One of the greatest fighters in the history of boxing, the former heavyweight champion of the world, a living legend, the King of Sting, the Count of Monte Fisto, the Master of Disaster....."