So it goes.

I've been in mourning all day over the passing of Kurt Vonnegut but as the man himself would say, so it goes. Even for a giant of literature and an absolute genius. So it goes.

I first discovered him for myself with Cat's Cradle and that continues to be my favorite of his works though he never wrote anything that wasn't worthwhile. Novels and plays and essays and stories all with a brilliant wit and a gift for words that was truly humbling.

To quote the man himself:

"...a plausible mission of artists is to make people appreciate being alive at least a little bit."

Mission well and truly accomplished, sir. Being neck deep in a Vonnegut book was to be alive and to be more than appreciative for it.

So even giants have to pass eventually and here's to wishing that this giant will be remembered for the treasure to the species that he was for as long as the species endures.

So it goes.