RIP Thistle Harlequin, F Animal Skulls in Designer Gear in Heaven

Blue Blood
(Image Courtesy of Blue Blood)

Blue Blood
(Image Courtesy of Blue Blood)

For years and years, the only person I knew who died was my dad's dad. Now it seems like a more regular ache in the heart.

It is not like I wasn't expecting to see an obituary for Thistle some time sooner, rather than later. I stopped following him on Twitter and suchlike because helplessly watching him slip away was painful, and he was surely not listening to my suggestions. But somehow expecting it doesn't make it not suck.

Blue Blood has taken care of Thistle's site for Putrid Sex Object, ThistleHarlequin.com (remarkably NSFW) for years. I have no idea what should be done with it now. For those who did not know him, Thistle Harlequin was probably best known for an art film he starred in called Putrid Sex Object. He was also the voice of the Blue Blood MySpace, so, if you ever messaged or commented to Blue Blood on there, it was probably Thistle who answered. Also, I liked him.

I find myself wishing for an afterlife in the hopes that there is someplace Thistle can be fabulous yet serene. I hope you are rocking designer gear and fucking animal skulls in heaven, Thistle.