A Death in the Family.

So, there’s a guy I know, that has worked as a subcontractor for me for quite a number of years. 10 years? 12? Something. Very smart computer guy. Like, really very. I haven’t spoken to him in a couple of years, because I haven’t really needed any help with what I do that would require his services. Recently, I’ve thought about bringing him in on some projects; ones I just don’t have the time to deal with. Reached out via email, got no response, and to make a long story short, I found out he was dead.

For, like, almost 3 years. Frick.

I’m somewhat desensitized towards death – the life I’ve led, I’m pretty much desensitized to everything. Not sure if that’s a blessing or a curse. But [NAME REDACTED, because that’s what he would have wanted] was a pretty good friend, and like I said, a smart guy. Typical computer guy – stubborn, opinionated, a pain in the ass sometimes – but still, overall, a good guy that I’m going to miss. How do you mourn that? I mean, it’s new to me, and I’m bummed. But it was years ago. Undoubtedly, his family and friends have moved on. But to me, it’s fresh.

It had been almost a year since I spoke to him before his death. He was busy, I was busy, blah, blah. It just never really occurred to me that I wouldn’t get the chance to say, “Hey, thanks for everything.” There’s a lesson here, kids. Get a crayon and a sheet of paper, and write it down: If you have something to say to someone, say it today. Right now. There may not be a tomorrow.

Maybe the afterlife has Wifi, and my message has been received.

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Prior to all of this, and as threatened, I did go shopping for a big toolbox that would go in the newly-empty barn. Times like this, I miss the Rocket Truck, but I was able to cram the thing in the Jeep – granted, it took 3 men and a forklift, but it fit. Of course, there were no strapping lads or forklifts to help me unload the thing, but eventually, mission accomplished. Now to just fill the thing up with widgets and whatnots. If I were married or, y’know, spoken for or whatever, I could make an awesome mancave in the barn – tools, motorbikes, sporting gear; what would make a better mancave than that?

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Speaking of the bikes, the power was out for several hours the other day, so I used the downtime to clean up both bikes. The Phantom can benefit from being cleaned; it stays clean for a long time. The BMW, on the other hand, has a date with the Jeep Club and many puddles this weekend. So, clean now, but dirty soon. Worth it.

Other adventures planned this weekend, as well, including a somewhat dangerous paddle that might wind up being a new personal best. Gonna set out before sunrise so I have plenty of time. And one or two other activities. Watch this space.


Lastly, on a completely unrelated note, I’ve been binging The Larry Sanders Show at the gym. HBO finally had the good sense to put one of the best shows they’ve ever created (sorry, Lannisters, et al.) on streaming. I’ve haven’t really seen it since the original airings in the mid-90s, but it’s still just as good as I remember, and a real who’s-who of 90s culture and celebrity. If you haven’t seen it, find it, especially if you have the same predilection for pop culture as I do. Hey now!

And remember, you have something to say? Something on your mind? Say it today. Right now. While you can. Trust me. And RIP, buddy – thanks for everything.