Over the last several years I've been letting work, lazy after-work burnout (i.e. procrastination), and other factors steer me to postpone assorted important stuff. Among other things, this included keeping in touch with old friends. So, a few weeks ago I finally work up the motivation and nerve to scour the web for someone who was once a close, extremely vital friend, but who I haven't been in touch with in years. And so I find her obituary, dated March.
The morals, to me, are:
- Don't let that happen ever again.
- Get a life, in the sense expressed by the quote on adamsj's home node.
"Just remember what ol' Jack Burton does when the earth quakes, the poison arrows fall from the sky, and the pillars of Heaven shake. Yeah, Jack Burton just looks that big old storm right in the eye and says, "Give me your best shot. I can take it."