so here's the deal...
i've lost two of you in the last 3 weeks. both were totally unexpected. both are breaking my heart. both of you have left me holding pieces of you i don't quite know what to do with.

so stop it.

seriously. this here is my declaration of a moratorium: no one else gets out of here unless they have my explicit permission.

end of conversation.

ps and while bob wilson was not a close friend, i had long ago come to think of him as my dirty old distant uncle. his passing makes the day all the greyer.

for fucks' sake, cut it out, y'all.