So it goes...

Kurt Vonnegut, Jr.
1922 — 2007

I am bummed the fuck out. My dad first introduced me to his work when I was a kid; we read "Sirens of Titan" together. The sheer level of imagination, humor and biting satire hooked me from a really early age, and it's been a life-long addiction to his work. I was shocked and deeply saddened to hear about his passing.

But as Vonnegut himself would say, "When you're dead, you're dead. Make love when you can. It's good for you."

Profound. Rest in peace, friend.