So it goes...

So it goes...

I am sadded today by two losses.

The first is to mourn the passing of novelist (as good a term as any) Kurt Vonnegut. Vonnegut defined the passage to intellectual adulthood for many folks my age - our older brothers and sisters would have a copy of "Cat's Cradle" or "Sirens of Titan", and we saw it as "grown up", read it as maybe our first adult literature and made it our own. His stories were funny and his images were facile - anyone could read it, and as you grew older you "got it" in different ways. He did irony before cynicism replaced irony. For a few snippets of his best, check here. Enjoy.

My second sadness today is more personal. I found out this morning about the passing of Tim Spicer. Tim was a venture capitalist, Hoosier, bon-vivant, investor in my last company (Envisage), and a fascinating, nice, and funny man who brought great joy and humor to everything he touched and everyone around him. He was much too young to pass, and the only consolation I have is the memory of the great joy he projected in every minute he lived.

...We do, doodley do, doodley do, doodley do,
What we must, muddily must, muddily must, muddily must;
Muddily do, muddily do, muddily do, muddily do,
Until we bust, bodily bust, bodily bust, bodily bust....