Blast from the Past

Buh-bye:

Robert Chambers Jr., the so-called “Preppy Killer,” who strangled a young woman in Central Park in the 1980s, was arrested in Manhattan last night on charges of selling cocaine from his east midtown apartment, the police said.

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According to narcotics detectives, Mr. Chambers and Ms. Kovell had been placed under investigation about five months ago after neighbors complained of heavy traffic to and from the apartment at all hours of the night. In that time, particularly over the summer, undercover detectives visited the apartment and made several purchases of powdered cocaine, the police said. They said that some of those sales were for multiple grams of cocaine at one time, rising to the level of Class A felonies that carry potential sentences of up to 30 years in prison.

Um, um, oh wow.

Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Keith Richards:

In comments published Tuesday, the 63-year-old Rolling Stones guitarist said he had snorted his father's ashes mixed with cocaine. "The strangest thing I've tried to snort? My father. I snorted my father," Richards was quoted as saying by British music magazine NME. "He was cremated and I couldn't resist grinding him up with a little bit of blow. My dad wouldn't have cared," he said. "... It went down pretty well, and I'm still alive."

As my lovely wife pointed out, Richards' father died in 2002, so Keith snorted his father up when he was 58 years old.