KIND OF A LOUSY DAY

Went to Julie’s funeral today. A number of DC folks were there, including Bob Greenberger, Bob Wayne, Dan Didio, Murphy Anderson, Patty Jeres, Mike Carlin, Andy Helfer and others. Radio guy Howard Margolin was also there, as was our own webmaster, Glenn Hauman.

It was low key and somber, as is typical for a Jewish funeral service. I didn’t go to the cemetery. I didn’t know Julie’s family all that well–or at all, really–and felt I’d be intruding somehow.

In addition, I’m reasonably sure I’ve got bronchitis. I’m coughing up some charming yellow stuff. I made sure to scrub my hands upon arrival so I could shake people’s hands with a clear conscience, while sucking down Riccola as if they were going out of style to keep the cough under control.

I hate being sick. Then again, as I saw this morning, it beats the alternative.

Ðámņ. I-Con and Dragon*Con are simply not going to be the same.

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