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Which Historical Lunatic Are You?
From the fecund loins of Rum and Monkey.
The week at a glance:
Monday: Rocked Rock Band all night long -- three back-to-back guitar songs perfected!
Tuesday: Went to FAST. Became really depressed with the quality of the work that commands a Ph.D. in Computer Science.
Wednesday: Hung out with
Thursday: Went down for a poetry slam at Cowell at the invitation of
Friday: Set about the process of packing everything up at work -- we'll be in a new building next week. A bigger one. I'll move in all of my toys. 8)
Cleaning proceeds apace. Yet another of the wardrobe boxes in the front room was emptied.
Today: I heard from
I'm told he just made it to 91 and that he was in some discomfort near the end. It was his time, but time isn't the way we think of people, and it's little consolation when you're faced with loss.
The last time I was out there, I had my sombrero from Cancun. He was quite taken with it. I had been thinking about how to get a similar one for him, but it seems that I didn't go about that quickly enough.
A memorial as such is unlikely, though URI's journalism department may yet do something. He was very involved there and was awarded an honorary Ph.D for his work.
God Rest Ye Merry Gentleman.