An internet friend of mine died Monday in a horrible way, over a span of two months. It's put a damper on any writing I've wanted to do (not that I'm known for updating regularly anyway, but you understand). He had been improving, I was told. Then Monday he collapsed and couldn't be revived.

He was ChromeMagnumMan to us Diaryland-ers and he will be missed.

He's the type who would probably spill the secrets of the soul the first chance he got and tell it in a way that would have you laughing in a second.

I'm gonna look you up someday, Scott.

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My death waits to allow my friends a few good times before it ends. So let's drink to that and the passing time... --David Bowie, "My Death"