Ken Lay died last night.? I can’t believe he found away to cheat America again.? Facing up to 30 years, he didn’t serve much if any.? For those of you who moved into a spiderhole for the last five years Mr. Lay and his buddies did some fancy accounting that made it look like there was something left after they filled their pockets will millions of dollars that didn’t belong to them.? How is that not flat out stealing?

Anyway, he’s dead now. Let’s see if his accounting schemes can help him now.

I remember watching Private Eyes when I was a kid, we rented it from a little video store that edited out all the language and nudity from rated R movies, not that Private Eyes had any. We watched a lot of the Apple Dumpling Gang too, and don’t forget Andy Griffith.

This is to say Mr. Knotts was an important part of my childhood. He was the first funny man I traced from movie to movie to television. Even in his more recent ventures like Pleasantville (grossly underrated) and endless Herbie animated entries stayed true to his blissfully unaware version of comedy.

We’ll miss you Don.

We’ll miss you Lenny

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I’ve not spoken about music yet, other than a quick blurb about my feelings on corporate radio, but at some point I’ll get to talking about it. And when I do I’ll touch on Michael Knott. Until then, to commemorate the death of one of Hollywood’s oddest residents and one of Knott’s greatest characters, I ‘ve posted the lyrics to ‘John Barrymore Jr.’.