I have been sick. Horrible, awful, nasty but not quite “I JUST WANNA DIE!!” sick. Unfortunately, I died anyway.

I plan to have an Irish wake. I’ll be the one in the coffin enjoying a pint of Guiness. They say I’ll look better than I did when I was alive… shouldn’t take that much work to accomplish that I’d imagine.

I haven’t decided on the date of this wake yet or even the place but I’ll inform everyone as soon as it’s arranged. I’m also open to suggestions as to the place. I figure that already being dead and all time really isn’t of the essence.

This blog will therefor be written by a ghost writer from now on and since I have no plans for the near eternity…