Death

Holy cow -- I just learned that Billy Mays bought the farm just a little while ago.

I've been watching Discovery Channel's Pitchmen, not even half way through it's first season, and I started to get to know the guy past his annoyingly loud peddling spots on TV.  Wow...

He was found dead in his Florida home by his wife.  Read more »

I wouldn't call myself a Michael Jackson fan.  I mean, I like plenty of his music, but I don't favor his work.  Yet, for some reason unknown to me, I still can't believe Michael is gone.  Yeah, it was unexpected (unlike poor Ferrah Fawcett), but I'm still shocked.  I'm impressed with the worldwide reaction, too.  Like George Carlin, I guess I assumed Michael would live forever.

I'm unhappy to report that Merlin passed away last night laying in his snowman blanket that Jessica had given him.  He was about twelve years old, but I've only had him for five years.  I wrapped him in his blanket and buried him under the large pecan tree in the back yard, in the shade next to our swing so we could sit and be with him.

Merlin was a laid back fella.  He didn't get too excited about things, but he loved to be around people.  He was affectionate and would flop over onto his back and curl his paws just to get a little attention, even if you weren't watching.  And when he was particularly happy, he would rub his front paws on your leg.

In your memory, I have created a picture slideshow to help us all remember you.  Merlin, you will be missed.  Rest in peace, my friend... Read more »