Time waits for no man, as the asshole says, and I suppose it catches up with even the absolute most amazingest of us.
My tally for this year:
What a bullshit year this is turning out to be, in terms of losing amazing people (and, apparently, my definition of amazing is singer / actor). I remember when the most devastating loss for me was Johnny Cash. Now, I get three in one year, not to mention some badass family members, too? Bullshit.
It’s a shitty reminder of our own mortality. It’s an awesome reminder to drink it all in. Drink. It. In. Baby.
If you’re reading this, you most likely have loved ones who you care about and who care about you. Don’t forget to take a moment to reflect on how badass they are, what they’ve done to contribute to your own badassedness, and tell ’em you love ’em.
And, for my money, I’ll be watching Young Frankenstein (Frank-en-steen!) tonight while a single tear rolls down my check and faint violin music plays from somewhere in my dank, dreary castle. Now here’s an image a stole and will probably, one day, be sued over: