though they died they live on
Just came across myDeathSpace, a site that collects the mySpace profiles of people who’ve died. There’s something morbidly fascinating about this, and very sad as well, as mySpace’s demographic is very young so for there to be so much death is a reminder that you never know what happens next.
I’ve also discovered the route to rapid web popularity – see Axl Rose in a club and take a really bad picture of him. Go figure!