Hey, everybody. Happy Sunday. I've got some announcements. The first one is regarding the podcast. "The Rub", co-hosted by Ben Mercer and myself, is now available for your listening pleasure on itunes. Search for "The Rub" on itunes under podcasts and find the one that has our names on it and click "subscribe". Now every episode will automatically be downloaded into your itunes as soon as it's released and you can put us on your ipods and listen while you're driving around in your car.
I don't want to make anybody sad, but this week I'm going to talk about death. The other day I was sitting in my car at a traffic light and I thought about how my parents, who I love dearly, are going to die one day. Of course this wasn't the first time I'd realized this, but as I wrapped my mind around my parent's eventual demise I felt sad about it for a whole new reason. Growing up, whenever I thought about my parent's death I thought about how hard it would be to deal with their absence on an emotional level. What would I do without a Mom and a Dad? How would I get over that loss? But, as I sat in my car at that red light, a quasi-independent 21 year old, what was really depressing me about my parent's death was the positively disgusting amount of paperwork that would come with it. Handling my grief will be the least of my worries. I'll cry, I'll listen to some music, I'll lift weights and maybe write a joke about it. Done. I realize now that that's the easy part. But the thought of cleaning up the mess of financial and public records that a person leaves behind when they die riddles me with anxiety even more than thinking about my own death. Of all the people affected by death, the person who actually does the dying has the easiest job. They don't really have to do anything. In fact, they get to stop doing everything. They're the only one that gets to be in prone position at the funeral while everybody else has to sit or stand. So, I've reached an age where I think the scariest thing about death is the logistics.
Now, to cheer you up, listen to this song. It's the funkiest verbal affirmation ever.
