Billy Mays was my favorite infomercial guy. I liked him because he kept me entertained and didn't throw out a whole bunch of fakery with his pitching. I contrast that to the woman who does that whole pizza pocket looking thing where she thinks the entire world wants every product to be cooked in the shape of a square or triangle. She annoys me. Not to say that I wouldn't eat all the food she puts in front of me because I would. I'm just saying that I always feel like she doesn't believe in her product and is doing it for a paycheck.
Billy on the other hand loved his products or at least made you feel like if you didn't buy his products you were a fool. So, of course I have a lifetime supply of Oxi-Clean and enough orange scented cleaner to make me feel like I live in an orange grove.
All weekend long people suspected Billy died like Natasha Richardson. Apparently Billy had a rough landing on a US Airways plane and bumped his head. He told people about it and so when he died people just assumed he had a concussion and didn't go to the hospital and died in his sleep. It turns out though the bump had nothing to do with it and instead a lot to do with the fact he had heart disease.
I wonder if they will still run all his infomercials. I guess they will have to. I won't mind and it won't creep me out. Plus even though he has died he is still going to do a lot better job selling than most other people.