James Whitmore has died at 87.
It appears, from a quick search, that no one had him.
“Brush up your Shakespeare! Start doing it now.”
I recall reading in Scientific American last year that top-level cyclists already have such low resting heart rates that when they engage in blood doping they become especially susceptible to heart failure in their sleep. According to the article it’s not uncommon for them to wear heart monitors when they sleep because of it.
The linked article above says he was “tested every four months for doping and… was drug free,” but there is currently no accepted test to detect autologous blood doping (saving your own blood and re-injecting it later).
Edmund de Rothschild has chilled out!
Dewey Martin of Buffalo Springfield fame. I guess there’s something NOT happening here now…
Actor James Whitmore, dead at 87. Oops, I see I’m been beaten to it.
Blossom Dearie has died at 82.
Per Seeker’s link, Dearie provided vocals for School House Rock eps “Figure Eight” and “Unpack Your Adjectives.”
Makes her immortal in my book.
“Unpack Your Adjectives” was the very first thing I thought of, too. Now I feel very old and very sad.
The wrong Janet Jackson at 47
LPGA Co-Founder Betty Jameson has passed away at age 89 a few days ago. I don’t think anyone had her, but she was a pioneer in her profession and it is worth noting
Mel Kaufman, who played linebacker for the Washington Redskins from 1981 to '88 and contributed to three Super Bowl appearances (including two titles) for the NFL team, has died at the age of 50. Kaufman had spent last fall as the linebackers coach at his alma mater, Cal Poly San Luis Obispo.
Actor Phil Carey, best known for playing Asa Buchanan on One Life to Live, dead at 83.
Shirley Jean Rickert (Measures) died on Feb. 6 at age 82, according to her website. She had a brief, but memorable tenure as a “Little Rascal.”
I was going to the University of Maryland while Kaufman was playing for the Redskins. My hate for the skins is only surpassed by my hate for the Cowboys and Eagles. But Mel always seemed like a gentleman. I remember one time one of my roomates called up a sports show that Mel was on to ask a question. He did it just for the hell of it even though he knew nothing about football. I had to coach him on what to say and he actually didn’t sound like an idiot. Mel was very gracious to all his fans.
Molly Bee, an actress and country singer best known for her 1952 recording of I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus, has died at the age of 69. She appeared regularly on The Pinky Lee Show and Tennessee Ernie Ford’s variety program during the early years of television.
I saw this story yesterday and made a mental note. Even if she makes it through this year, she is staying on my list next year.
John McGlinn, musical theatre recording activist, died and was found about 3 or 4 days later on February 14, 2009.:eek:
This is at least the third time she’s been on my list, all for naught. She may end up joining Tara Reid and Britney Spears on the “no, Death Poolers, we’re just taunting you” list.
And what about Michael freaking Jackson? I’m thinking now his December announcement was because he knows it’s Death Pool season.
Can we list just his nose next year? Does it have to be the whole person?