i can't stop writing here

[hoveringsombrero]

i started thinking of my grandfather (father's father) and the feeling i got at his memorial (first time it's ever happened to me when someone i knew died) that he wasn't gone, that he was sitting somewhere watching and being amused at everyone making such a big deal over him.

and i wonder if he read Douglas Adams, he must have, too quirky and funny man to not have.
so i wonder if perhaps wherever my grandfather is that Mr. Adams is too, and if they've met.

obsessively reading the bbs at douglasadams.com.