and the monkey flipped the switch
Hi, it's Michelle. I wish I could be guest blogging under different circumstances, but it's not to be.
Greg Beck has passed away. He was found in his home by his family this morning, and we believe that big, generous heart of his finally gave out. Funeral arrangements are being made, and I'll post an update when there are more details.
And as Greg would say, here's a blast from the past...
"As a cat gets older we sometimes begin to think of death and living and how we want to be remembered. And I’ve decided that not only do I want to be cremated... but I want every chick at my funeral rocking the red dress. That’s right, a low-cut red dress with those come fuck me at midnight heels. Well, except for my mother cause I doubt she’ll be having any of that shit. So remember, if brain dead, pull the feeding tube, cremation, and red dresses."
Greg Beck, June 28th, 2005
"and the monkey flipped the switch"