I’m back…more or less. I know there’s been a few of you in my online world that have wondered where I disappeared to. (those in my offline world most likely know the deal)

The ugly truth is that my father passed away on the 15th. Even worse is that I still wake up every morning and realize it’s not a bad dream.

I’ll spare all the sentiment – nothing I could write would feel like it does justice. Just know that my dad was one of the coolest motherfuckers (pun intended – he’d have liked that joke) around.

I’ve joked a lot (even on the podcast) about being dead by the time I’m 60…my dad didn’t even make it that far. He’d have been 60 on July 4th. The worst part is that while he was techincally ill (cancer), he was essentially currently free of the disease and due to fucked up circumstances got taken down by what should have been a relatively harmless procedure.

We all knew dad was ill, but we still lost him long before we should have.

So yeah, just know that I’ve been dealing with that and haven’t exactly had much time or motivation to be online the past couple of weeks.

And something I’ve been saying and will probably say or write a thousand more times:

I require no condolences, best wishes, sympathy, public displays of caring nor affection of any kind.

I understand the need to express sorrow, but I don’t need to constantly be reminded of my loss…I’m pretty aware of it already.

Good? Good.

All I know is that I definitely found out that my family copes with laughter and that even in the darkest of times, we can find humor in weird little places…and that’s a gift I’m truly thankful for.