Category Archives: r.i.p.

requisite ronald reagan post

Never a fan of Nancy or the Gipper, but I’d be lying if I said that the funeral didn’t absolutely wreck me. Nancy standing there with her hand on the coffin…I was just sobbing like a crazy woman. So sad.

affluenza

It was a good day to stay in bed and reread the book that followed the PBS show Affluenza. John de Graaf, one of the writers and producers, was nice enough to send me an autographed copy when it was first published, but I think I appreciate it more now since I’m not working.

Nevertheless, I have my moments of materialism. And so, in that vein, today I mourn the passing of Estee Lauder like the good MAC addict that I am.

Sarah Jacobson, RIP

One of the problems with living in one’s own little self-indulgent world is that it can take significant effort to keep up with what other people are doing. Other times the news just lands in your lap.

I just opened the May/June 2004 issue of Punk Planet. Scanning the table of contents, the first piece that caught my eye was titled “Saying goodbye to Sarah Jacobson.”

It’s not like Sarah and I were bestest galpals or anything. We just had a passing acquaintance, but she gave me tons of great advice and the occassional kick in the rear I so desperately needed. I always thought it was so damned cool that she and her mom had a film company together.

I can’t believe I didn’t know about this. She died back in February.

There’s a nice piece about her on indiewire and a small blurb in the Village Voice.

I’m still just shocked. If you haven’t seen her work, seek it out.

update
I wanted to move a comment up into the post:

I miss Sarah, too:
Sarah Jacobson Still Kicks Ass

So does Jonathan:
Celebrating Sarah Jacobson

She was a constant kick-in-the-ass for a lot of us.

Brian

Brian also reminded me about remembering sarah message board.

Thanks Brian!

Thanks, Zoe!

In her continuing quest to make me fee old, today Zoe writes:

I was thirteen and devastated when Cobain died. I had forgotten that I was that young and I had forgotten how much I hated middle school. Thanks CNN, I really, really needed to regurgitate my teenage angst.

I’m kidding, Zoe isn’t making me feel old, but the “Kurt’s Been Dead 10 Years media feeding frenzy” sure is.