Forecast: continued cold.

It's January! What do you expect?

Poor Heath Ledger. He was in Brokeback Mountain, but the one everyone remembers is Jake Gillsomething. He's in the Dylan sorta-biopic I'm Not There, but the one everyone will remember is Cate Blanchett, to be sure. And he just finished filming his role as Jack Nicholson in the new Batman. That's one hell of a way to get someone to care about those movies anymore. Always a bridesmaid.

Well, at least he has a candy bar named after him! And an accounting implement!

In all seriousness, though, don't ever take drugs naked. Even Amy Winehouse knows that (it's the blogger's law to mention her at least once per post until she hops the fence. Gawd, can you imagine seeing her naked? It would be like one of those bendy dolls, but with troll hair.) Because every item I saw about Heath Ledger mentioned how he was found naked in bed, dead of an overdose. He can't go back & throw on his drawers to change things.

Something else I didn't know about him: he started a record company with indie fave Ben Harper called Masses Music. The first signed act was some teenage girl from Australia, Grace Woodroofe, but that's all I know.

So while I didn't plan for this to be an obit, I had nothing else to write about. Maybe I should just stop right here -------------> .