Tuesday, February 20, 2018

Last Days in Pompoopium and Pyroclastic Flows in Trumpaneum -OR- God, I Hate It Here

Quite remarkable in its way ...

You mean they were that stupid that they didn't understand what and how dangerous was a VIOLENTLY erupting volcano that was suffocating them to death?

To be clear, I'm thinking of this because of this ...


I'm so angry and annoyed at being truly trapped here in this awful city. The people I meet are just horrible -- Americans are stupid and in the city, it's a hybrid of ignorance and viciousness -- and I want to leave here.

And if I have to look at 17th Street NW (between P and R Streets) one more time, I'm going to vomit. What a disgusting and worthless place -- literally a nightmare.

I just can't even go to the Safeway anymore. I hate it. The food there is garbage. Industrial-strength poison and petrochemical particle board. And the people who work there are truly HORRIBLE.

I have tried and tried, and nothing works.

As for my "date" yesterday with that sonofabitch -- let's call him "Q" -- it was a disaster, but predictably so. What a piece of shit.

I'm going to bed now. And I'm going to look into moving away from here. I despise this place and the reality that it embodies.

I hate this place, God. I have to get out of here before I die.


Saturday, February 17, 2018

Saturday Evening Post for February 17th, 2018: No MeTV Greatly Annoys Me; A Sloppy Minor Snowfall (Overview); Pair of Unrelated NYC Pics

Snowy forest about 8 miles SW of Front Royal, Va., February 17, 2018.

This picture was taken by one of the regular CWG commenters -- Eric654 -- and he linked to it in a comment. It's sort of near the Karo Boat Launch on the South Fork of the Shenandoah River.


Home tonight.

We had a burst of wet snow this afternoon followed by drizzle for a few hours. There was enough snow to create a sloppy coating on sidewalks here in the District (and more in the northern and western suburbs, of course).

I read on the CWG site (in the comment section) that KDCA "officially" had 0.2 inches, which if true would bring the seasonal total to a whopping 3.3 inches (below numerous Southern locales including Charleston, S.C., Baton Rouge, La., Atlanta, Ga., and Jackson, Miss.).

The 5PM LWX preliminary daily climo reports did not include snow data -- just "MM" -- for KDCA or KBWI, so I don't know if that's the case.

KIAD reported 0.3 inches in the 5PM update.

A burst of heavy, wet snow in the gloomy afternoon at New Hampshire Ave and 15th St NW, looking toward the SW corner of Meridian Hill Park, Washington, D.C., 4:46PM February 17, 2018.


It's a bit above freezing at the 11PM hour. A big warm up is coming for next week with temps reaching 75F by Wednesday. That might be it for winter -- although there's speculative talk from certain overheated, rightwing private forecasters (not the NWS) of another Arctic outbreak in early March with a coastal storm.

I am quite annoyed -- even disgusted -- right now because MeTV is not coming in at all tonight via my digital antenna. Other stations are also having a difficult time coming in, but MeTV is simply out (possibly due to atmospheric conditions)

As a result, no Super Sci-Fi Saturday Night or Sunday Red Eye Sci-Fi lineup of shows, which I was really looking forward to watching tonight -- especially as I have to do some editing on a work document in order to send it off by noon tomorrow (yes, Sunday).

Instead, I'm just sitting here in my lamp-lit wee efficiency with multiple loads of laundry going in the basement laundry room to include all my bedding. I'll also make dinner later.

Well, at least God is happy. Something went wrong somewhere and He gets scintillated to no end.

Maybe MeTV will never come in again. The one thing I like and it gets torpedoed. Thanks, God. Love Ya.

OK, I guess I should note (after the fact-of-posting at 12:40AM) that MeTV is coming back in -- so I can at least watch the really late night lineup while editing that document. Battlestar Mormon Galactica is on now. Perhaps it was just the heavy, wet air attenuating the signal.

Descending into JFK Airport over Queens looking to the southeast; Tim sent me this picture (see below).

The bridge visible below in the distance near the Atlantic Ocean is, I believe, the Marine Parkway–Gil Hodges Memorial Bridge. It spans the Rockaway Inlet. It was actually possible -- on a really clear day -- to see it just barely on the horizon from the old Tradewinds Beach Club in Sea Bright to the NNE.

The entire infrastructure of the New York City Metropolitan area is Third World crap.


There is a lot I want to discuss by way of things happening in the country now -- yes, a political-themed entry -- but I'm not even going to bother tonight. I'm also skipping the Jukebox Saturday Night feature for this week.

Instead, I'll just post Bill Maher's opening monologue from his most recent Real Time program:

Of note, there's a slight chance that the most recent school mass slaughter in our firearms-obsessed nation might effect some positive change -- and the death grip of the NRA -- half global arms merchant and half terrorist cult that it is -- is ever-so-slightly weakening. Having said that, don't expect any action from the GOP or the Orange Dotard himself.

Changing subjects, I made it to the gym earlier and got in an hour of weightlifting and a swim. The steam room is broken (again). I also skipped the treadmill jog part since I got there too late. As it is, I've been having difficulty with the jog of late and it's not really working if the goal is to stay at a certain weight.

I've easily gained 25 pounds in the past 18 months and while a portion of it is muscle mass, some of it is just fat. I cannot jog at the level I would need to in order to be thoroughly lean and fit -- and also muscular.

Besides, I'm 48 years old with a middle-aged hobbit-like body type, so would be nearly impossible for me to be in that shape.

My betrothed, BIG Y'EYEMAH, is VERY PLEASED at the prospect of company at her Venn Diagram intersection of OBESITY, POVERITY, and PASSIVITY, all held together by heavy dose of self-righteousness.

OK, that's all for now. For tomorrow, I'm supposed to meet Tim at Vola's in Old Town at 1PM, but we'll see how that goes, especially with the weather where he is now. He is in Connecticut tonight and sent me some pics -- one of his flight into JFK Airport while descending over Queens (see above) and a series of pics of wherever he is (Stratford or thereabouts) (one of which I posted below). He is supposed to return tomorrow morning.

Snowy night in residential Connecticut, February 17, 2018.


Of note, my friend David and his family -- wife and two young children -- are up in New York City this weekend and last night he sent me a couple of pics from the hotel in lower Manhattan where he is staying. So I received New York City pics from two different people this weekend.

View looking WSW toward New Jersey from a hotel in Lower Manhattan, New York City, February 16, 2018.

That illuminated white sliver next to the middle of the hotel -- in the distance -- is actually the Statue of Liberty. I've never actually been to the Statue of Liberty.


Monday is the Presidents Day -- or rather, Washington's Birthday -- federal holiday and I have off. Thus, I get two free days -- Sunday and Monday.

My next planned entry will be in a day or two. Again, I'm skipping the Jukebox Saturday Night edition this weekend.


Thursday, February 15, 2018

A Late Night, Low-Energy Entry -OR- Feeling Defeated in TrumpWorld Plus Some Topically-Unrelated Pics of the Lovely Village of Bibury

A large, lovely cottage in Bibury, England.

Bibury is an incredibly picturesque and quaint English village in Gloucestershire, Cotswold district, England. Source image here.


God, I feel like crap. And have all day.

I developed a head cold and/or sinus headache after the gym last night. I am also fatigued and just low energy. I made it into work -- although this morning was awful since the water to the building was out again (as planned). So there I was washing myself in the tub (after shaving in the sink) and pouring water from a bucket over me with the water taken from the large bin filled with water that I filled up last night and put in the tub.

Bibury, England on a summer (or maybe spring) day.


I looked and felt awful. I'm so fucking old and just doughy and ugly no matter what I do. The Italian/Polish combo could have worked out well -- but in my case, it did not.

Anyway, the water main valves into the building appear to have been to fixed and there is no planned water outage for tomorrow. Thank God. Were it, I would go the YMCA to shower.

I just can't post anything tonight -- and I may have to take a break until next week to post anything. Instead, I'm just watching the late night MeTV lineup.

Truthfully, I just can't keep up with the daily Trump travesties and his cesspool denizens since it just doesn't make any difference in "moving the needle" of the country -- it's basically fixed into its warring tribal camps at this point plus a bunch of "independent" dolts in the purported middle.

I guess I've been "gas-lit" by Trump and his regime in terms of being worn down by the insanity of this KAKISTOCRACY. On any given day and in any given week are MULTIPLE outrageous and norm-defying scandals -- any ONE of which would have consumed and, in some cases, toppled a normal president. This situation is anything but normal.

Bibury, England on a snowy day (taken from nearly the same vantage point as the summer image).


Oh, yes, BIG SURPRISE, there was another school mass shooting today -- this one in Parkland, Florida with 17 dead was thus bigger than Columbine, which consumed the media for weeks back then, but who notices anymore. This story will spend about 2 to 3 days in the news cycle following today's "initial shock/horror/thoughts and prayers" playbook.

New York Times online headline.


Within a few days, I suspect it will mostly be framed in nihilistic horserace terms of how much it will "play" with "swing voters" and interrupt the current "GOP SURGING!" narrative. Besides, I'm convinced that there is a weird psychosexual love in the American mindset for these events. Over on Fox, Breitbart, InfoWars, and hate radio, there is the usual assortment of fantastical and bizarre conspiracies and, among the more sober-minded analysts, per NRA talking points, calls for MORE high-powered weaponry galore.

Generic ballot Congressional preference - list of polls for February 2018.


As for Wednesday's breathlessly reported news that "GENERIC BALLOT BACK TO +1 FOR GOP!", it is shown above in the context of other polls and adjusted on the FiveThirtyEight site based upon its quality. This was enough to have stories ranging from "BLUE WAVE NOW JUST A RIPPLE!" to "RED WAVE BUILDING!"

This is the level of intellect and sophistication at which Americans discuss things in "the marketplace of ideas" (internet comment sections). Now I do realize that Dems are always at a disadvantage for a number of reasons, but putting aside the midterms and how it may or may not turn out, it is clear that things have improved for the GOP based upon the economic juicing from the tax cut (ballyhooed by rightwing media).

FiveThirtyEight averaged Congressional generic ballot trend, May 2017 - February 2018.


Beyond this year, I'm beginning to consider that Trump could win reelection in 2020 (he won't be impeached or resign, at least not in the current climate). This Ross Douthat piece in the New York Times speaks to me about his reelection prospects.

The idea is that with total power, the GOP is enacting -- in addition to its mainstay plutocratic / oligarchical agenda -- a deficit-fueled "guns and butter" approach to spending and policy that actually has a sizable Republican constituency. Combining this with Trump's xenophobic, vulgar style that appeals to Rust Belt working class whites (and Southern white Evangelicals), it is pulling the GOP to a center-right populist place that is its ONLY plausible place to govern.

At least that's the underlying idea, and I suspect there's something to that.

Anyway, I'm just not able to post anything right now. I'm sorry. I just want to watch the MeTV late night line up.

By the way, I caught Hogan's Heroes a short while ago and looked up (on Wikipedia) the info about the main actors of the show. Of course, Robert Crane died -- was killed -- back in 1978. There are only two actors still alive: Robert Clary, now 91, and Kenneth Washington, who was in the final season. It is Robert Clary with the incredible story as a young man.

Born in Paris in 1926, Clary is a three-year survivor of the Buchenwald Nazi concentration camp. (Remember the whole premise of Hogan's Heroes: A sitcom set in a German POW camp.)

Clary was the youngest of 14 and the only one to survive of 11 who went to the camps. The rest died in Auschwitz along with his parents. Another three siblings survived the war (not having been sent to any camp).

Left: Clary in 1953 at age 26 or 27.

After the war, he started his acting and singing career again -- in his native France where we returned but he became popular in the U.S. as well. He is also a writer and artist. 

OK, that's all for now. As you can see, I ended up posting a much lengthier entry than planned as I watch the late night MeTV lineup (now Mannix). My plan is to go the gym tomorrow night, but that depends on how I feel. I might just come home, watch TV, and go to sleep. I've got NO money until Friday, but I have enough food for lunch (at work) and dinner tomorrow.

Another picture from Bibury, England.


I will try to post an entry tomorrow, but I have to state that I've just not been able to post my intended ones including the political-themed ones (but this gets to what I was saying above -- it just doesn't make any difference). It might not be until Friday or Saturday night.

OK, signing off for now.


Wednesday, February 14, 2018

In Lieu of My Planned Posting, Instead Just This Late Night Brief Entry -OR- St. Valentine's Day and I (HEART) Nobody

I've been trying for an hour to come up with a good lead image for this very-abbreviated entry, but I just can't -- except for the one you see above.

I'm totally exhausted tonight after work and a second gym night. There is no way I can post my planned political-themed entry. Also, I should note that the valve repair work on the water main into this building -- not the whole of the 2000 block of New Hampshire Ave NW -- isn't done and the water is set to go out as early as 730AM for the full day.

That being the case, I'm not even going to try to get up that early but instead go back to the YMCA and shower there. I will save enough water in a plastic garbage bucket and a large plastic bin for at least morning bathroom use.

OK, I'm going to sign off for now. It's late and I really need to go to bed even as I watch the late night Me-TV lineup. Tomorrow night is a non-gym night, but I'm also way low on cash until I get paid on Friday. (How this happens at the salary I earn and spend only on myself befuddles me.) I'm also feeling right now a bit headachy and stuffy.

Oh, yes, it's St. Valentine's Day. Well, here's what I have to say to that:

It's both a general message to the world and a card, of a sort, to certain individuals.

Anyway, that aside, my next planned entry won't be until late Thursday or early Friday. (I am getting close to posting that damn eclipse trip-related entry. My goal is to have it posted before the six month mark passes, which is Feb. 21st.)


Tuesday, February 13, 2018

Replacing the Valves on an Old City Water Main, Measurements of Recent, Good Fallen Rain, and Year 2 of Trump's Scam, Hopefully Contained

Abandoned house in a field of sunflowers, Roosevelt Co., Montana; photo by Roy Luck, Flickr.


Unfortunately, I simply cannot post a meaningful entry tonight because I need to get up earlier than usual tomorrow in order to be finished my morning ablutions by 9AM. This is because there is a scheduled day-long water outage for the entire 2000 block of New Hampshire Ave NW as DC Water is replacing the valves to the water main.

That being the case, I need to go to bed by 1AM -- not my usual 330AM -- and so I am going to cut the entry short.

Rainy evening, New Hampshire Ave and 18th St NW, Washington, D.C., 6:11PM February 11, 2018.


I went to the gym earlier tonight after work and had a decent workout (jog, weightlifting, and swim). I'm home now at this late hour making dinner, trying to update this blog, and watching the MeTV late night lineup including (as I write this) Perry Mason ("The Case of the Glamorous Ghost").

My plan is to go to the gym tomorrow night again -- rather than doing my usual weeknight after-work alternating bar/gym routine. That being the case, I intend to post a more complete entry tomorrow.

Mid-Atlantic radar-estimated 7-day precipitation totals through 12UTC (7AM EST) February 12, 2018.


The rainfall of the past few days has been decent enough to dent -- 1.5 to 3 inches across much of the area and areas of 4 to 5 inches -- but not end the long-term drought.

KDCA picked up 2.20 inches the past 3 days and for the month it is at 3.87 inches.

KBWI recorded 2.13 inches the past 3 days and for the month it is at 3.79 inches.

KIAD received 1.33 inches the past 3 days and for the month it is at 3.16 inches.

In terms of "winter," it doesn't look like there will be any additional polar vortex Arctic outbreaks and measurable snow chances are probably negligible. As for tonight, it is a chilly, still one with temps around 35F. .

2000 block S Street NW Washington, D.C., 4:20PM February 11, 2018.


However, I would like to post two political-themed items from the online Washington Post:

First, the following is a comment from Robert Costa's piece: Hillary Clinton, a favorite GOP foil, plans discreet 2018 strategy.

Of the 3,500 (and counting) comments, I'd like to feature this one from Madame President:

We keep searching in the many Piles of Dung that are supposed to be "conservative" for that elusive "True Conservative."

Libertootians --- Capitalists ---
Strict Constructionists --- Compassionate Conservatives ---

They keep Morphing like "Shape-Shifters" whenever they need to run away from the last incarnation.


Secondly, I'd like to post the final paragraph from Greg Sargent's Washington Post Plum Line piece (link embedded): Here's what Year Two of Trump's scam will look like.

After going through a laundry list of awful Trump era things -- the worst in human terms being the Gestapo-like ICE raids and deportations that are breaking up families including those who have been in the U.S. their entire lives -- he ended with this:

To sum up: Here's what all of this amounts to.

The vow of big spending on infrastructure -- which was central to the economic side of Trump's populist nationalism -- is likely to prove a scam. Trump will keep embracing the GOP's plutocratic and regressive fiscal priorities, threatening to worsen inequality over time. The implementation of Trump's xenophobic and nativist blueprint will continue in all its cruelty wherever possible.

And Trump will keep up the bread-and-circuses racial and gender-oriented provocation to drive GOP base voters to the polls, even at the risk -- or perhaps with the deliberate end -- of further enraging the nonwhite voters, women and college-educated whites who are already alienated by a year of the same.

In other words, the Real Trumpism, Year Two.

I just have to hope that the midterm elections change this epic catastrophe of Trump/GOP one-party cruel kleptocracy.


OK, that's all for now. As I mentioned, I intend to post another entry tomorrow.


Sunday, February 11, 2018

Beefcake Old & New and That Star Trek Lady with the Green Hair -OR- Notions And Novelties in the Soft, Rainy Pre-Dawn Hours

A sort of impressionistic blurry rainy night street scene here in Washington, D.C.; the photo is by Kevin Wolf and was featured in this CWG entry.

Of note, there was no link to the Flickr page source -- so I don't know if this was taken recently or not. As for Kevin Wolf, his Flickr site has nearly 20,600 photos, so there was no way to search for this one.

UPDATED 1:06AM 2/16/2018: So it turns out the photo was actually taken back on Feb. 23, 2016 in the Lee Harrison Shopping Center in Arlington, Va.; Source image here.


The wee pre-dawn hours of a rainy Sunday morning as I watch MeTV Saturday night and Sunday morning sci-fi lineup including Battlestar Galactica and Lost in Space (the pilot episode, no less). The last of the shows in this lineup that I ever watch is now on, namely, Land of the Giants.

Gary Conway opening credits, "Land of the Giants."


I didn't realize that Gary Conway -- the star of the show and still alive at age 82 and running a winery in Paso Robles, Calif., with his 81-year old wife -- was a "beefcake" model back in the early 1960s including in that stealth gay nudie (beefcake) magazine Physique Pictorial.

Of note, an assortment of pictures from that long-ago publication form much of the bathroom wallpaper at Trade.

Speaking of beefcake, that Tongan guy, Pita Taufatofua, was shirtless and oiled up for the opening ceremony at the Winter Olympics in Pyeongchang -- just like he had been two years earlier in Rio at the summer games in 2016. A picture of his strutting his stuff at the opening of the Pyeongchang games is given above and below for your viewing experience.

He is Tonga's only participating athlete -- and he is doing so as a cross-country skier (cross-country skiing being so common on the tropical Pacific island of Tonga).

William Shatner as Captain Kirk and Angelique Pettyjohn as Shahna in  the episode of Star Trek: The Original Series "The Gamesters of Triskelion."


Of note, the Star Trek: TOS episode earlier was "The Gamesters of Triskelion" and it guest starred the actress and burlesque dancer Angelique Pettyjohn (who was actually born Dorothy Lee Perrins). Sadly, Ms. Pettyjohn passed away at the age of 48 back in 1993 due to cervical cancer.

Even with her green hair, I have always found her closing soliloquy about traveling to the lights in the sky to someday again meet Captain Kirk very poignant, especially how she does it with tears in her eyes (see image directly above).

Sterling (LWX) county warning area (CWA) advisories updated 2:46AM EST February 11, 2018.


Changing subjects ...

I did my laundry a short while ago and made dinner earlier. I've now gone to the Yes! organic market enough and purchased enough meat -- steak and pork -- that I've become acutely aware of how much better tasting it is than the stuff I get at Safeway (precisely because of the infinitely superior conditions in which the cows and pigs are raised). It's not even close. Ditto the whole milk I buy from there now.

NWS composite radar mosaic for a portion of the eastern U.S., valid 0948UTC (4:48AM EST) February 11, 2018.


Earlier this Saturday, I made it to the gym, but the place was so damn crowded -- especially the downstairs weight room -- and there was a bit of an issue with that.

Oh, and it was so damn crowded in the locker room that I moved to a different spot -- and in the process forgot my gym shorts, which really frickin' pissed me off. I'll check later today if it is there, though probably not, and I'll need to buy a new one.

Updated 4:00PM 2/11/2018: Amazingly, the shorts was (were?) there beneath an alcove at the front desk where lost-and-found items are kept along with, confusingly, those in a larger bin on the pool deck. End of update.

Sterling (LWX) NWS radar in standard base reflectivity mode looped 0418 - 0459AM EST February 11, 2018.


As for the weather, it has been a welcome rainy past 24 hours with well over an inch of rainfall here in D.C. proper -- and continuing to eat away at the multi-month fall/winter drought. A quasi-stationary frontal boundary is draped across the mid-Atlantic back into the Tennessee River valley with waves of low pressure riding along it and abundant Gulf of Mexico moisture.

US NWS advisories updated at 1052UTC (5:52AM EST) February 11, 2018 (without legend).


As the above map shows, there are flash flood watches across the Metro D.C. and Baltimore areas and extending all the way to the southeast across Tennessee, large parts of Alabama, and western Georgia.

NWS high-resolution surface weather map for a portion of the eastern United States valid 6Z (1AM EST) Feb 11, 2018.


Here in the wee hours, it is an soft, opaque, night with the glow of the city lights diffused and suffused across the water, low overcast. It is also mild on this side of the frontal boundary with 4AM temps of 49F at KDCA, 46F at KBWI, and 44F at KIAD.

Rainfall totals for Feb. 10th including the following:

KDCA: 1.06 inches (daily record)
KBWI: 0.88 inches
KIAD: 0.51 inches
KDMH: 0.56 inches

Additional rainfall is expected later today with additional amounts of an inch or so possible. This is good as we need the rain.

For later today, after I get some sleep, it's my Sunday free day.

OK, that's all for now.


Saturday, February 10, 2018

Jukebox Saturday Night for Feb. 10th, 2018: The Mind and Feelings Edition

Let's start with a really nice Big Band era piece ...

"If You Ever Change Your Mind" by Artie Shaw and His Orchestra with Helen Forrest providing vocals (1939)

I love this kind of music. Sometimes I think I lived another life that ended in World War II somewhere in a Pacific battle.

That aside, this song was featured in Bryan Wright's most recent Shellac Stack program (No. 109).


Next up, an interesting New Agey instrumental ... 

"The Way I Feel" by Quintana and Speer from their album Shades of Shadow (1992)

I'm uncertain about the date -- since Shadows of Shadow appears to have been re-released in 2008. I also couldn't find who is exactly Quintana -- Leroy or Larry.


And we'll end with something Saturday night upbeat ...

"Can't Stop the Feeling!" by Justin Timberlake on the Trolls: Original Motion Picture Soundtrack album (2016)

The song really should be called "Dance, Dance, Dance!" This particular YouTube version features a memorable movie mashup of dance scenes stretching back to the 1930s.

Here is the official video version:

This was as a mega-hit for Justin Timberlake -- reaching number 1 in multiple countries including here in the United States where it started out at the very top of the Billboard Hot 100 (the 26th such song to do so in the chart's history and Timberlake's fifth number 1 song), or so sayeth the Keeper of All Knowledge.

OK, that's all for now. Because it is so close to midnight, and I'm just not going to be able to post a meaningful Saturday Evening Post entry, I'm going to skip it. Instead, my plan is to post another entry after midnight.


Thursday, February 8, 2018

Donald Trump's Hair, Quincy Jones's Mouth, Marlon Brando's Libido, and Richard Pryor's Widow -OR- Quaalude to Foundation

Donald Trump and his hair board Air Force One at Joint Base Andrews, February 2, 2018.


Just a very brief posting this Thursday evening.

I had intended to go to the gym tonight (since I didn't go last night), but instead I am meeting with a coworker friend to go to the bar at the National Press Club (she is a member). I seldom get to do that -- and Lent is coming up, during which time she abstains from drinking, so might as well do it now.

Updated 11:10PM 2/10/2018:

I just had to post this additional Trump-hair picture:

It is a screenshot of Trump ascending the steps to Air Force One when his hairpiece or wig or whatever the hell it is was lifted up in bursts of wind.

End of update.

Anyway, that being the case, I won't follow my now-preferred weeknight gym and then blog-entry-posting-while--Me-TV-viewing-into-the-wee-hours routine. I will certainly go to the gym on Saturday.

Before I go, I would like to direct your attention to this most remarkable interview on New York Magazine's Vulture site with Quincy Jones (link embedded): In Conversation: Quincy Jones.

The interview and article are by David Marchese.

Among the things that Jones said in that interview was this:

"Brando used to go cha-cha dancing with us. He could dance his ass off. He was the most charming motherfucker you ever met. He'd fuck anything. Anything! He'd fuck a mailbox. James Baldwin. Richard Pryor. Marvin Gaye."


And here is a follow-up article by Jackson McHenry, another writer for Vulture, based upon this: Richard Pryor's Widow Is Happy to Confirm He Hooked Up With Marlon Brando.

Quotable quote from Pryor's widow, Jennifer Lee Pryor, to TMZ:

"It was the '70s! Drugs were still good, especially quaaludes ... If you did enough cocaine, you'd f*** a radiator and send it flowers in the morning."

OK, then.