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1. Spring Branch Horn said:

   June 25th, 2009 at 10:58 am

   This death kinda hurts

2. Ag_in_TX said:

   June 25th, 2009 at 11:39 am

   So, once upon a time, James Street flies into Austin for his official visit. The 17 year old from east Texas (Longview, I think?) is met at the airport by his hostess for the weekend, Farrah Fawcett.

   He later tells friends he had decided he was going to Texas before he got to the baggage claim area.

3. CloseToJumping said:

   June 25th, 2009 at 11:45 am

   Man, that makes me sad. She was amazing. I grew up in the 80′s and 90′s and the Charlie’s Angels reruns were as good as it got for me.

4. MIA said:

   June 25th, 2009 at 12:10 pm

   Her posters are responsible for many a ruined sock.

5. HenryJames said:

   June 25th, 2009 at 12:22 pm

   Incredibly she was only on Charlie’s Angels for the first season.

6. MojoWriter said:

   June 25th, 2009 at 12:23 pm

   RIP Farrah. Hook’em girl. The Longhorn world loves you. I grew up in the 70′s and 80′s…she was the bar.

7. Texoz said:

   June 25th, 2009 at 1:46 pm

   My teen years were during the 70s & 80s as well. Her hotness was discussed literally hundreds of times amongst my friends.

   RIP

8. CloseToJumping said:

   June 25th, 2009 at 2:37 pm

   Now it is reported that Michael Jackson is also dead today. Rattlesnakes travel in pairs.

9. Steve Nebraska said:

   June 25th, 2009 at 2:42 pm

   These things happen in threes. Very weird. Ed McMahon, Farrah, and now the King of Pop.

10. HenryJames said:

    June 25th, 2009 at 2:43 pm

    One of the biggest 70s cultural icons on the same day as the biggest cultural icon of the 80s.

11. SizzleChest said:

    June 25th, 2009 at 3:25 pm

    With Ed McMahon earlier this week, someone in the death pool hit a major trifecta today.

12. Hornya said:

    June 25th, 2009 at 4:51 pm

    Little known fact, but that’s actually my serape from the frat’s Cinco de Mayo bash in the background of Farrah’s picture.

    Her parents Jim and Pauline were dear, dear friends of my Uncle Clayton and I spent many a hot Texas summer visiting Uncle Claytie at his magnificent waterfront home on the Gulf Coast.

    I wonder how the stock market will react to the passing of three great Americans? Luckily I’m told my investment with Triton is very safe – although it is a small part of my rather vast fortune.

13. HenryJames said:

    June 25th, 2009 at 5:58 pm

    That is allsome parody.

14. OldtimeHorn said:

    June 25th, 2009 at 7:27 pm

    Farrah was my cousin Cheri’s best friend in CC, and she was two years ahead of me at Texas, so I knew her on sight.

    A few of us guys’d play Frisbee on the main mall by the US flag late 60s. She’d come out of Parlin (Sutton?) up the stairs and walk by Battle Hall each TT same time. So this one greaseball who played sometimes got my friend Eddie in on his plan.

    When he saw FF come up the stairs, he’d give the sign. Eddie could float one out on to the sidewalk. This guy could leap the boxwood hedge (his balls were always hanging out of his cutoffs), pick up the disk, engage her in conversation and maybe get a date.

    Sure enough, here she comes, signal given, Frisbee floats out and lands on the sidewalk. Carefully timed leap, balls flying, saunter over to pick up the disk, and she’s standing right in front of him with an armload of books, blocked.

    The dude holds out the disk and says, “Uh, umm… this is a Frisbee!” and she walks around him and keeps going.

    Here’s to Farrah and all the other tongue-tyingly beautiful women at UT.

15. SizzleChest said:

    June 25th, 2009 at 7:50 pm

    Is something wrong with me if all I can think about is her ass all torn up like a rotten gordita?

16. Santa Claus said:

    June 25th, 2009 at 8:00 pm

    It’s not even July and I’ve already crossed Sizzle off my list…about 1,000 times.

    Lump of coal for you.

17. Dixie said:

    June 25th, 2009 at 9:59 pm

    You can always tell who the Shagsters are…

18. Parlin Hall said:

    June 26th, 2009 at 5:01 am

    Interesting to think about how she defined that decade.

    She offers the raw materials of a hippie chick (long hair, no bra) but without the politics; you’d expect to see her at the tennis club rather than a protest march.

19. SizzleChest said:

    June 26th, 2009 at 5:26 am

    Obviously none of us have control over how we die, but not Farrah, not this way. That’s what I was getting at.

20. Texoz said:

    June 26th, 2009 at 9:16 am

    “Obviously none of us have control over how we die, but not Farrah, not this way. That’s what I was getting at.”

    I hear you. Elvis supposedly died on the crapper. Carradine died choking the chicken.

    It’ll be interesting to find out how Michael died.

21. Nordberg said:

    June 26th, 2009 at 9:20 am

    I’m sure he was petting his pet monkey with the elephant man’s skull or something.

22. The Grim Reaper said:

    June 26th, 2009 at 11:10 am

    Word from the coroner’s office is that Jacko’s body was 90% plastic. He will be melted down and recycled into LEGGOs so the little boys can play with HIM for a change.

23. Spring Branch Horn said:

    June 26th, 2009 at 11:23 am

    Repeat after me

    Nah Nah Nah Nah
    Nah Nah Nah Nah

24. Chooky said:

    June 26th, 2009 at 1:40 pm

    A part of Michael will live in Macaulay Culkin’s heart … and anus.

25. Beaten Dead Horse said:

    June 26th, 2009 at 7:28 pm

    I was a freshman sitting in the frat tv room in 72 and a shaving cream commercial comes on and a couple of Srs. hollered: There’s Farrah. It was the “Great Balls of Comfort” commercial. OMG. Remember it like it was yesterday.

26. Parlin Hall said:

    June 28th, 2009 at 6:00 am

    A thoughtful column on Farrah Fawcett as an unacknowledged ambassador for the US during the 1970s:

    http://www.forbes.com/2009/06/26/farrah-fawcett-michael-jackson-poster-opinions-columnists-tunku-varadarajan.html

    From the column:

    “Farrah Fawcett’s poster, ineradicably luminous, irrefutably subversive, gave young males in joyless places–India, Egypt, Poland, Turkey, the Argentina and Chile of the generals, the barely post-Franco Spain, the dingy, strike-ridden Britain of James Callaghan, repressive South Africa, Catholic Ireland, seething Indonesia, robotic Japan and Singapore–a priceless vision of America, and of American happiness. That one poster did more for America’s image abroad–and for a sturdy Amerophilia–than all the U.S. embassies and State Department initiatives of the time put together.”

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