I’m just hanging out at my desk, mourning the death of my favorite author – Kurt Vonnegut. The guy was brilliant. Hilarious. In honor of him, I am going to collect all of his books – or at least read them all. (I kind of planned on doing that anyway, but…) 

Anyway, Mr. V., you had a good run. 85 years, and more than a dozen humorous novels. Thanks for those. My favorite so far is Breakfast of Champions. Peace out, and don’t forget, "The 2 prime movers in the Universe are Time and Luck." Someday I’ll name a pet after you.