It’s been a terrible week in entertainment news, and it’s only Tuesday. On Saturday Clarence Clemons, saxophone player to Bruce Springsteen and Lady Gaga’s right hand man on her Born This Way album (he played solos in the singles “Hair” and “Edge of Glory”) died at age 69. Then yesterday Ryan Dunn of the TV show Jackass dies in a car accident at the age of 34. Since the accident happened 20 minutes away from where I live and he’s from my college town, I will write about his death first.
He lived where I go to school. He died on a road I travel on sometimes, he drank at a bar I frequent sometimes for the mozerella sticks. It's surreal. Though he was drunk when he crashed, I still feel bad and at a sense of loss. My mom's reaction, "well, that's what you get when you drink and speed" (says the alcoholic who has done that... it made me chuckle a bit) and another friend of mine said something similar. Although, I am not cool with over indulgence and killing others, there is a part of me that still feels bad because it's obvious he had a problem and at the center of the problem are other effected. And besides, no one deserves to die. I could just imagine how painful it was... I guess that's why I'm a bleeding heart.
At my party I'm going to have a little remembrance for him and the saxophone player from Clarence Clemons. We'll have a few shots (of something alcoholic and something non-alcoholic for the non-drinkers) in their memories.
I will be updating again most likely tomorrow, but I can't promise. I was just diagnosed with bipolar II disorder, so for the rest of the month until I get used to the mood stabilizers, I won't be on much and won't be writing much.