Thursday, September 18, 2008


Kind of a sad day today.  September 18th, 1970 is the day Jimi Hendrix died.  He was found dead in a London flat after having taken a bunch of sleeping pills with red wine; and proceeded to choke on his own vomit.  I guess the moral of the story is that sleeping on your side might be a good idea. I mean - Criminey!  Look at me!  I'm a world-class kazoo-ist but I can handle my high... except for that time I woke up on a strange house boat missing one sock, bacon grease slathered all over my nipples, and a bunch of confetti jammed between my ass cheeks.  But that was just one time.  And no more mixing Robitussin and Jim Beam for me.  No sir.  Lesson learned.
Anyway, here's probably the best Jimi tune in the whole wide wide world of sports.  Stay strong.

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