Sunday, September 10, 2006

Crikey, I'm devastated.

For the last six days, my life has been occupied by Steve Irwin's death.

For the past two days, it has been occupied by his life.

The Animal Planet channel on Fox has been featuring a 24 hour weekend marathon of all of Steve's documentaries. And bloody oath I've been glued to it.

I can't explain why I've been so affected by his death, only to say that I found myself instinctively doing all of the following, in no particular order:

  1. Refreshing the SMH website every 2 hours for reports or updates on the incident;
  2. Tuning into all the corny media tributes and then spending the whole time crying as if Rob Thomas had just announced he was gay;
  3. Making it loud and clear that anyone who utters a bad word against him would be slain like a pig on market day;
  4. Crying whilst watching a re-run of his interview with Denton;
  5. Crying whilst watching a re-run of his appearances on The Footy Show;
  6. Crying whilst watching a re-run of his appearances on Jay Leno.
As you can see, there's a pattern here. I watch way too much bad TV.

Anyway, I don't care what anyone says. I was there when the Croc Hunter debut his docos and it was love at first sight....with the reptilians. But I was passionate about Steve too.

The real deal, the genuine article. If only I had that much passion for life, or even knew anyone remotely like him.

posted by Lokes @ 6:24 PM

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