September 25 - Hi. This has been a terrible, terrible day for me. I found out this afternoon that one of my oldest, dearest friends, Joe Shulka, has died. He was 42 years old. Our friendship goes back to the fourth grade, starting when he was the kid next to me in Math class who laughed at the funny pictures I drew. For those of you more familiar with me, Joe was a fellow Keystone Kopp. There is absolutely no way, especially this soon, to express what a loss this is for the world, his Twin Cities community, his family, his friends, and for me. I'm just...uhn. I feel like my legs have been kicked out from under me. Joe was my brother, by choice rather than birth. So much of who I am, what I do, how I think...it's all been influenced by this great, funny man. There has never before been anyone like him, and, sadly, there never will be again either. I...I hope to be able to deal with this WOMP-Blog and other "normal" stuff again soon. Right now, I'm just hurting. That's what it is. I physically ache...whether from crying or from my heart breaking, I can't say. But it hurts, it hurts. Man. In the next couple of days, I'll try to find a way to share his indomitable spirit and razor-sharp wit with you all, my e-friends, but, for now, I just have to...well, I don't even know what I "have to" do, but I know it's not typing on my laptop. I'll be back sometime soon. For now, though, I leave you with this link to Joe's obituary. It's not much, but it will give you an idea of how special he really was. Thanks, everyone. Thanks.