Sunday, January 07, 2007

Death is far too important to take seriously.

When my day comes, I hope I do it with this much style and grace.

RAW Data: Do Not Go Gently Into That Good Night
Various medical authorities swarm in and out of here predicting I have between two days and two months to live. I think they are guessing. I remain cheerful and unimpressed. I look forward without dogmatic optimism but without dread. I love you all and I deeply implore you to keep the lasagna flying.

Please pardon my levity, I don't see how to take death seriously. It seems absurd.

(typed from his bedside at his fnord by the sea)

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