I’d mentioned to a colleague that I’d only once met Jon Dough, who was found dead this weekend after allegedly committing suicide (the Coroner’s report is not yet in). He had loaned his motorcycle to the production of VCA’s Car Wash Angels.
“Well don’t make him out to be a saint just yet,” the colleague said.
Yet another, when asked for a photo of Dough, snarked, “It’s a sad day for America.”
I’m reminded that Asia Carrera’s husband wasn’t dead a day before Internet wags started talking about her supposed gambling addiction.
I am currently in Austin, TX (where they execute the retarded). If I happen to die in a pedal steel guitar accident, I sure hope that my death will get at least two days’ head start on the jokes.
Dough leaves behind a wife, Monique DeMoan, and a four-year-old daughter.
I wish more people were gram
in fact I’m willing to start popping out kids for you and the mrs at anytime.