RIP Lauren Bacall

Sad news in Hollywood. Lauren Bacall has passed away at the age of 89. Known to audiences as Humphrey Bogart's on and off screen lady, she was known for her sultriness. Bacall starred in such movies as To Have and Have Not, Key Largo, How to Marry a Millionaire, and The Mirror Has Two Faces. It was the latter movie for which she received her only Academy Award nomination.

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Rest In Peace.

Gay Survivor Contestant Dies

Sad news. One of the more popular gay Survivor contestants, Caleb Bankston, has died. His death was as a result of a railway accident. It sounds pretty gruesome. 

Caleb participated in the Blood vs Water season with his fiancé, Colton Cumbie, one of the most despised Survivor contestants. These two, however, proved that opposites attract...Caleb was calm, gentle, friendly, and a darn good contestant. He was also a very gorgeous bear.

Read the story here.

My heart goes out to his family, his fiancé Colton, and the world-at-large who are saddened by this news.

BEHR HUGS

R.I.P.

For those who grew up in Southern California, Sheriff John was a positive influence in the development of our moral characters and I have no doubt shaped us into good, upstanding citizens. His best-loved "Put Another Candle on your Birthday Cake" was one of his every-day ditties that none tired of hearing. From health tips to showing Crusader Rabbit cartoons, from the daily Pledge of Allegiance to introducing "city kids" to farm animals, John Rovick was a second father figure.

John passed away October 6, 2012. He had just turned 93 four days prior.

BEHR HUGS

Blake Edwards (1922-2010)

I just now read that Blake Edwards has passed at the age of 88. Best known for his slapstick comedies - the Pink Panther series, for example - he also directed the iconic "Breakfast at Tiffanys" starring Audrey Hepburn. His other comedies include S.O.B. and Victor Victoria (one of my favs).

Edwards' wife - the iconic Julie Andrews - was by his side at his passing.

Check out his IMDB page here: Blake Edwards

R.I.P.

Downfall of a Friend

I'm feeling the need to blather which, on second thought, really is what this blog spot was supposed to be about rather than the pictures of furry bearded men that I post. Not that I - or, from the comments I receive, anyone else - am complaining.

I'm warning you...this is long. Very long. Probably too long.

Before I get onto it I wanted to explain the accompanying toon. I love Ralph Wiggums from The Simpsons. And of course I love Smokey the Bear. So when I found this I laughed and decided I'd have to find a place to use it. When Behr Blather was born (actually reborn since it started over on Yahoo 360, that POS), I realized I had the perfect "pic" on the blather. So..if anyone was wondering...that's the story.

I mentioned the other day (see here) that I received some not-so-great news about a friend, K. (Using initials to protect the identity of these folks.) Well B left me a Facebook message asking me to call him. I figured he wanted to ask me out for the umpteenth time (he once had a crush on me I think). So I called and left a message and he returned the call. He said he was worried about K because he couldn't get a hold of him. Other acquaintances could not either. Evidently K was very ill and living with his brother. So I told B that I would call C about K. C is my friend although we're perhaps not as good or great of friends as I would like, but we feel close enough to call each other "sister." (That's whole 'nother Oprah.)

I called C and told him I had a disturbing phone call and he replied that he'd had a disturbing phone call from S - who happens to be my ex. (Are you with me? K is ill, B is the bearer of bad news, C is my "sister" and S is my ex. Anyone need a score card??) C and I talked and both agreed that we'd each give it a day or so instead of bombarding K with emails. Evidently phone calls and text messages are o-u-t. Anyway, C dropped the bombshell (something B didn't tell me maybe he assumed I knew): K is HIV positive and his condition (lung infection) is due to having full-blown AIDS.

We've all known someone or many someones who have passed away from this insidious disease. But the majority of those deaths were before the cocktails that seem to be staving off the inevitable. Now you may be wondering how K could develop AIDS with the drug cocktails available. He doesn't take drugs. Not even prescription drugs. He believes that doctors, nurses, hospitals, and pharmaceutical companies are part of some evil fascist government conspiracy. So whenever he's been sick - cold, flu, headache, whatever - he's treated himself holistically. Now I'm not knocking holistic medicine; I believe it has its value. I just don't think it works for diseases that have reared their ugly heads in the 20th Century. Maybe I'm naive.

I think the most difficult thing about this is I never knew of K's HIV status. I've known him since 2004 - actually met him through S - and I love K dearly. We never played because that would be incestuous. However, S dated K before he dated me and I know S and K had sex. Whether there was an exchange of bodily fluids I do not know. I'm not worried; although I should be tested just to be certain everything is ok with the Behr on that front.

I have been feeling guilty as well since it was June when I last spoke to K. I know I had called him on his birthday in May, and I was the only one - he said - who called him. I knew he had been ill but when I last had a message from him he stated he was on the road to recovery. He also spoke about some evil fascist doctor and his mystical Indian-swami-guru-maharishi- whatever. Unfortunately, I allowed time to slip by, being busy with work and my house and trying to find some direction myself. For some silly reason I was telling a co-worker about this and she told me to stop beating myself off. I mean up, about this because communication is a two-way street.

I did email K a few days ago. He only replied "thank you for your love." Maybe he doesn't have the strength to type more. Maybe he is hurt that we're not rallying around him despite the no calls, no texts, no visitors admonishment.

I've thought of emailing S about K's condition; I know S will be honest - brutally so - and I would have a better picture from him of what's going on. However, I have not spoken to S for a little over 3 years (again, a whole 'nother Oprah). I don't fancy the idea of communicating with him or having him think that I'm reopening the lines of communication. *SIGH* It's really rather complicated, at least from where I sit.

So. That's the deal. I know that we all have to die at some time. But not this way. Not alone without your friends of some ugly disease that the government has practically ignored. I don't want to email K and say the wrong thing - like giving him the impression I'm writing him off or that it's useless or whatever. On the other hand, I really don't know what to say. What the f--k do you say to someone who is dying? I'm out of practice with this sort of thing. I held the hand of someone special to me as he slipped from this world; that is the most terrifying and soul-wrenching experience. And if you're not allowed to visit the person how is one to let him know that he has a place in your heart and will always be a part of you?

For now I think I must be content with limited knowledge of K's condition and just send him a "thinking of you" email every so often. I really do not know what else to do.

*SIGH* I always feel better when I write out this sort of drama. Thanks to those who read through this. BEHR HUGS

Dallas McKennon Dies

Excerpted from the LA Times:

Dallas McKennon, an exuberant character actor and voice actor who helped enliven Gumby, Archie Andrews, Buzz Buzzard and many other animated characters, has died. He was 89.

McKennon, who played the tavern keeper Cincinnatus on the 1960s TV series "Daniel Boone" and dozens of other codgers on film and television, died Tuesday of age-related causes at the Willapa Harbor Care Center in Raymond, Wash., according to his daughter Barbara Porter.

A tall, gangly actor with an unruly beard, McKennon was easily identifiable on-screen, but he could bend his voice in endless variations to bring personality to a host of sound roles. Stop-motion pioneer Art Clokey used McKennon for the high-pitched tones of the green animated clay figure Gumby, and Woody Woodpecker cartoon creator Walter Lantz chose McKennon for Woody's nemesis, Buzz Buzzard. McKennon also provided the teenager voice for Archie Andrews, and he recorded characters for the Walt Disney films "Lady and the Tramp," "Mary Poppins" and "101 Dalmatians," among others.

At Disney theme parks, McKennon's distinctive voice warns riders on the Big Thunder Mountain Railroad to hang on to their hats and glasses because "this here's the wildest ride in the wilderness!" And at Disney's Epcot, when the animatronic Ben Franklin speaks in the "American Adventure" exhibit, it's actually McKennon doing the talking.

After landing a bit part in "Bend of the River," a 1952 James Stewart western filmed in Oregon, McKennon headed to Los Angeles. Besides lining up voice work, he played Captain Jet and introduced cartoons on "Space Funnies," a children's program that aired on KNXT-TV in the mid-1950s. He had small parts in Alfred Hitchcock's 1963 suspense film "The Birds" and the 1967 Elvis Presley vehicle "Clambake." He also had bad-guy roles in a string of TV and movie westerns including "Gunsmoke," "The Virginian," "Wagon Train" and "Bonanza."