Funerals (and a Buttersby Commentary)

Funerals, on the other hand, aren’t as bad as viewings.  I can see the point, at least, and there’s a sense of finality that is good for people, in my opinion.  I think it might be better for me if I were the type of person who cried.  I’m not a crier.  I haven’t cried in at least five years, as best as I can recall.  The last time I cried, I was really overstressed and the death of my dog a year before finally caught up to me.  That’s right.  That’s how repressed I am.  And I don’t really know why.  Before that brief crying outbreak (seriously only like five minutes), I can’t remember the last time I cried.  These emotions must all be going somewhere . . . but I don’t know where.  It’s not that I wasn’t sad.  I was.  But crying just doesn’t happen for me.

Anyway.  Enough of the depressing stuff.  For all you Ozzy-philes out there, I’ve posted the commentary for chapter ten of Cavern of Babel, and it includes a preliminary sketch Shawn did of Ozzy.  Go over and check it out.

Now I must go to consume Korean food with my writing group.  Have a pleasant evening.

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