Still DEAD and still known for loving the Grateful Dead

Now that all the unfortunates aboard the NY disaster train have been identified, as well as the bizarre woman who caused it all with her negligence, everyone's praising the dead.

Even if they were just ordinary people, reporters could find someone to say, "Oh, she was a great mother to her children" or "He was such a nice guy, always lifting our spirits with a joke." It doesn't have to be much. But, as I mentioned the other day, the ONLY thing to be said about one of the victims is, gee, duuuuuude, he was a real fan of the Grateful Dead!

Time has passed, and reporters have been able to get more background, but for this guy? Still nothing but the fucking Grateful Dead!

Is that fucking pathetic? Yes, he was "married" but I guess he wasn't a good husband. He was a better GRATEFUL DEAD FAN. He used his very disposable income to leave wifey home and buy expensive tickets and airfare to go see the doobie-doing assholes who play crappy music with only a few members actually from their prime years when they didn't suck THAT badly.

Oh wow, he took off that starched white shirt, and the tie, and flew to Chicago to hear, for the 125th time, "Casey Jones you better watch your speed..."

Man.

How monotonous. It wasn't even "he liked rock concerts, and saw Billy Joel every month at Madison Square Garden, and saw everybody at Westbury Music Fair." To ONLY have one thing to say for your existence on Earth...being a GRATEFUL DEAD FAN?

Dead, all right.