The awful, unforgiving summer of death we just got out of seems to have extended to fall, with the untimely passing of Patrick Swayze yesterday. I don't really know what to say about it other than it's terrible and sad, and shocking because he seemed to be doing slightly better recently. Throughout his career he always seemed like a decent, genuinely nice guy who just made fun movies everybody loved with really, not too many demons, considering his crazy success there for a while (he had trouble with alcohol, but it's not like he was constant DUI guy, or ever went all Mel Gibson on somebody). The entertainment world has lost a great talent, and I suggest we put all our lovable celebrities somewhere safe, on 24 hour surveillance until further notice.