Tycho’s wife took him out of the house today on some kind of adventure up to some mountain. The very thought terrifies me. He is able to stay in touch via his sidekick though and he sent me this e-mail from the road:
We have no idea where in the fuck we are and I’m convinced this is the end of the line for me. I’ve essentially come to terms with that, and I’m actually excited by the prospect. I’m told that dead people never have to wallpaper anything, and that’s something I’ve never quite gotten the hang of.
I wish I could say I was gonna miss him, but he’s kind of a dick.