AEA death is not suicide any more than Mama Cass choking to death on a ham sammich* or Jimi aspirating vomit is. Just because you do something stupid/risky and croak does not make it suicide. Intent, people- intent.

@CN- Whoa, killer. Reagan was no religious right tool. I mean, I know y'all to the left hate on him with mad abandon and all, but that's a bridge too far. And G.H.W. Bush was about as far from the religious right as you could be and still be in the party.

Melissa, if only I had known that semi-obscure Russian folk myths/music were the way to your heart I would have started dropping Ilya Muromets and Borodin references long ago.

I, on the other hand, am highly amused by the Troy Duffy episode of Boulevard of Broken Dreams.

Well-played.

Wait, you mean every cop is a criminal? What's next- all the sinners, saints?

Xenu is awesome. Don't overplay it and you be the best beloved theme commenter.

Floyd, is he any relation to that fellow of infinite jest, Louis Carbon Potassium?

Get a job, hippie and/or hobo!

Tovarisch that is- stupid fat fingers.

Tovarsisch Nevsky, shouldn't you being kicking Teutonic Knight ass and making nice with the Tatars?

Y'know, comparing her to Hostess products actually makes me feel better about the whole thing. Thanks guys!

What if you and Shaq were full-on conjoined twins?

Hmm… the thirdsies thing is bullshit but your tie-in to GGR is delightful.

Haden, I applaud your erudite slam. Trick-ass bitch ain't even as cool as Sisyphus neither…

Damn Lupin- you got mad nerd skills. Koschei is also the codename for Cthulhu in Charles Stross' excellent "A Colder War." Alexander Nevsky is awesome in all ways. I need to get it on DVD as all I have is a broke ass VHS tape of it I made off Bravo like ten years ago.

What if he's semi-hard at the time?

This is indeed a most glorious thread. Russian killer grandma witches and Russian classical music about said killer grandma witches plus a Blair Witch shout out. Let me just throw that other Russian nightmare: Koschei the Deathless, star of a Rimsky-Korsakov opera and an all around bad ass.

I have never had anything but delightful experiences with Russians and vodka. But yeah, Baby Jesus probably was bawling his little eyes out.

Thank you for reminding me of the awesomeness of Powdered Toast Man.