faboo mama

For whatever reason, I always feel a little bad when someone famous dies and I had no idea they were still alive. It’s not like they or their family members knew me. I’m almost positive, these people don’t live their lives wondering, “Hmmmm, I wonder if faboo mama knows that I’m not dead yet…”

Still, there’s that little twinge. Case in point, both Sir Edmund Hillary of Mt. Everest climbing fame and Carl Karcher of Carl’s Jr. fame died this week.

I thought Hillary been dead. I mean, before-I-was-born dead. I don’t know how I missed that in my 35 years of life he ‘been alive’. Hell, I watch those Discovery Channel docs on climbing. Surely, Hillary had been interviewed or mentioned.

As for Karcher, I spent an inordinate amount of time (about 3 minutes total) in the 90s wishing his death. Karcher, known for his ultra-conservative (read: racist, homophobic and misogynistic) views ensured that I wouldn’t miss him when he died. Hey, what’s one less racist to me, right? In fact, before I opened the newspaper this morning, if asked I would have be certain that Karcher died in the late 90s. And probably would have said it with glee.

So, RIP Hillary

Karcher…I’m sure there’s a Klansman out there crying a tear. Or two.

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