R.I.P. Mickey Spillane
Mickey Spillane, the author who created the private detective Mike Hammer, died last month. I find this pretty sad...his work was brutal, razor-sharp noir, and he is also responsible for such film classics as Kiss Me, Deadly. Really it seems that his work was Sin City 50 years before the fact.
posted by David at 9:24 AM
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I've had the pleasure of knowing at least five people with December birthdays, four of which were born in '83. I find these five people amazing in very similar ways, and I'd like you to know that I count you within that number.
Stars don't lie. Happy birthday and shit.
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