Many years ago, I went over to drskeletors place, where he showed me Rejected, a film by cartoonist Don Hertzfeldt.

I cannot remember laughing so hard in my life. I laughed so much that my ribs literally ached by the time I had to go home.

I watched Rejected again tonight on Youtube, and again nearly pissed myself laughing. I even woke up Butterfly, who yelled at me from the other room to keep it down so she could sleep (sorry, Butterfly).

Of course, almost all my memories having to do with drskeletor involve raucous laughter and warm camaraderie. I've known drskeletor about as long as I know Thyme--at last count, over 22 years.

I'll never forget the time we talked about the ribbed underwear at Mr. Subs... or "Chang's Seafood Dinery (a great place to eat... or so I've been told...)." Both of which still make me laugh out loud when I think of them today.

I wonder if he knows how much I cherish the memories of the unbelievably good times we've had together--or how much I miss him.