Dropping like flies in Hollywood. Jerry Reed of Smokey and the Bandit fame is truckin' with the Lord now.

Obit here.

Also this won't probably make me any friends but I was sick of hearing about New Orleans 3 years ago. I've never been there, let alone lived there, but even I knew it was going to end up like the city of Alantis.

Here is another Nostradamus-like prediction- San Francisco will have an earthquake, LA might too. Since I've gone on record with these startling revelations does that excuse me from paying for the clean up effort? The Romans didn't pay to rebuild Pompeii after it got covered in lava, because they knew better.

I race a car, if I wreck that car guess who pays to fix it? Not you the American tax payer- me the responsible party. If you choose to do something dangerous don't be shocked when danger shows up at your door.

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