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Passing On

Grandfather finally died. In his sleep, I think. It was a matter of time, really, and he's probably better off for it. The strokes were debilitating and the diabetes didn't help. Glad to have been back to see him once last-last summer, even if he didn't recognize me and I couldn't really talk to him anyway since I spoke zippo Taiwanese. Not really significant in the greater scheme, though. EVA Air is probably the primary beneficiary of his passing, as the entire extended family scrambles for trans-Pacific plane tickets during a blackout period. Mom browbeat her travel agent into three tickets for the rest of us, even getting Sam from Houston into SFO just in time to catch the same flight to TPE as Dad and I, thanks to EVA's code-share agreement with Continental. The whole thing is going to be crazy. There will be the cousins that we've... never, seen, and that's just the immediate family. At least it won't be that hot, which just means that it'll rain a lot. Means I'll be missing out on GenCon SoCal, but it was looking to be a pretty lackluster event anyway, even with a Magic Grand Prix mixed in. My poor parsley plant is probably doomed to die, too, as I'll have to fly and won't be able to and take it home with me in the car. I feel bad for the live-in nurse, too. She's a nice lady. Although it might not be a bad idea to keep someone around full-time to look after grandma.