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Six Feet Under … my theory

For Six Feet Under Fans …

At the close of last week’s episode, there were previews of the season finale, during which Nate has a eureka moment looking at a photo of Lisa on the beach taken shortly before she died. Someone had to take the photo, right? And that person would be a suspect? Maybe Lisa didn’t die by misadventure or her own hand.

My theory, which came to me yesterday as I watched Ozzy in yet another fruitless squirrel pursuit at the lake:

Lisa was murdered … by Billy, Brenda’s wacko brother. Here’s the method to my madness. Billy is a photographer (thus the photo). He has tangled with Nate in the past. His incestuous feelings toward Brenda resulted in a major rift with her. In Billy’s twisted mind, he decides that if he kills Lisa he can get back near Brenda again. Lisa’s death paves the way for Brenda and Nate to get back together (which has happened). Basically, Billy decided that if Brenda is with Nate and happy, he has a better chance of circling back and re-establishing his relationship with her. A happy Brenda is a Brenda more likely to re-bond with Billy. And Billy has re-established his relationship with Brenda. Also, kinda interesting that Billy shows up as the new instructor for Claire’s class. Coincidence? I think not. Now Billy just needs to deal with Nate …

Or maybe my interpretation is as empty as Ozzy’s pursuit of the squirrel, which by the time I had hashed out my theory was dancing merrily in the branches above a frustrated Osbourne, taunting him wihtout pity.

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Diver down …

My friend Ken sent me the following link featuring photos of a dive trip he took to Saba Island in the Caribbean. The photography is really spectacular and is worth checking out …

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Iron City goes aluminum


Current and recovering Pittsburghers will appreciate this one. Iron City, that swillish brew from the Steel City, has come out with an “aluminum beer bottle.” Looks pretty strange and allegedly keeps beer cold longer.

Not sure if I’m ready for the aluminum bottle. I’m still recovering from their disco phase. (“Hey, give me an IC Light …”). and those 16-ounce returnable bottles from my youth. I think we affectionately referred to it as “Old Homicide.”