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Kage Baker, author, has passed away. She had very aggressive, fast-acting cancer. She wrote the Company novels, which I loved, and other things, which I also loved. I met her once at a convention (probably ArmadilloCon), and she was great to talk to and listen to.
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I found a very nice article about Bob, and I quote from it here:

"Bob, when this was discussed, requested there not be a formal funeral. A gathering at Fahy's Pub on Dauphine in the Quarter has been organized, which fits Bob's often-expressed desire that he be remembered by a series of great pub crawls. He also stated that should he die, any donations (should go) to the New Orleans Library for the purchase of science fiction books. Alternately Bob was a great cat lover concerned about the animals of New Orleans and donations to no kill animal shelters would also be a fitting memorial."

There you go.

I'm back from Fanime. Anime cons aren't my thing, but I find them fun to sell at. The kids are generally nice and polite, and some of them put a lot of work into their costumes. There were some very hot boys there (which made me feel like an old pervy woman, though I'm sure Bob would say "And what's wrong with that?"), and I bought way too much Pocky and fruit gummies. Mmmm. Fruit gummies. I'll write more about my adventures tomorrow, including missing a chair when I sat down and dumping orange juice all over myself (and my phone) on the plane. Good times!

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Robert Lynn Asprin, writer, fencer, one of the founders of the Dorsai Irregulars, passed away unexpectedly this morning. The cause of death is not yet known.


We had grown apart over the last several years, but for a while there, I saw him on a pretty regular basis, and I counted him as a friend. We both loved fencing, and movies with swordfighting, and good scotch (when I used to drink recreationally), and the Animaniacs and Tiny Toons. We could (and did) talk for hours about the damndest things. He taught me a lot about art (and how to sell it at auctions), and a lot about standing up for myself (Saying NO 101).

You'll be missed, Bob.

ETA: He was feeling tired after his plane trip to Marcon, so he went to take a nap. When they went to wake him for lunch, he was already gone.


May. 13th, 2008 09:01 am
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My best friend, Thomas, just let me know that  his younger brother Michael died of a heart attack last night. I'm not sure how old Michael was, but if it was over 40 I'd be suprised.

I didn't know him particularly well, but he was my best friend's little brother. He had a dry sense of humor and was a smart guy. I keep remembering how nervous he was when Thomas got married--he almost forgot the rings when I went to pick him up!

Crap. What a way to start the week. I keep getting weepy, and I think most of it is sympathy tears for Thomas. But I knew Mike, he was younger than me, and if he'd taken better care of himself he'd still be alive.

Boss has said I can take some time off today. I might, but I should save that for later in the week, to help out Thomas and his wife, who are flying in tomorrow.
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