Wednesday, November 5, 2008

bouleversement

So we wake up to the dawn of a new age.... and the untimely death of Michael Crichton.


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2 comments:

  1. Smart lad to slip betimes away,
    To Fields where glory cannot stray,
    For early though the laurel grows,
    It withers quicker than the rose.


    He picked a pretty good time to leave.

    Casca

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  2. While I wasn't always a fan of his stortytelling ability (he always wrestled with developing interesting female characters), I'll miss the urgent tone and relevant content of Crichton's tech-related sermons, so thinly disguised as dialogue in those stories.

    Good to see you on the blog, Casca! I'm much better behaved here than at my once and future cyber-home.

    Annie's in mourning, I assume.


    Kevin

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