Citric Passing

Pierre has finally been laid to rest. He went quietly and peacefully. I wrapped him in Kleenex and buried him under a McDonald's bag in my garbage can. It seemed briefly like it might be good to shoot him up with over-proofed rum or butane and make a little wooden raft for him and light it, sending him floating off down the river like a Viking. But alas there wasn't really time for that since it was nearly 5PM when he passed on and I had to go home. I think he'd be OK with his more humble departure.

Thanks to all who came and visited him in his last hours, I know it meant a lot to him.