He was not quite forty when he started shitting black blood. His ex, still his closest friend, went with him to hear the results. So, does this mean I'm going do die? she told us he asked. No, the doctor said, it's just something we have to take care of.

He made grumpy cat faces in the selfies he put on Facebook. After a while, he didn't look like grumpy cat anymore. Too thin.

I'm sorry that when I heard, I thought, I'm glad they never had kids.

Unreal, that he won't get to see the new Star Wars.