Thanks, everyone, for the condolences on David. I'm at the hospital with Alexandra (David's widow, and that's fucking weird to type) and a cast of thousands. We're all seriously verklempt.....
Throughout this very very long day, I regularly checked my Treo (when I wasn't talking to someone on the phone on it), and I shared all your well wishes with Alexandra, both at the hospital, and then later at her apartment.
It's been a very rough day. A friend is staying with Alexandra tonight, and funeral arrangements should be finalized tomorrow afternoon (Friday morning is looking the most likely, and it'll be here in NYC).
If anyone wants info on the service when we have it, e-mail me at email@example.com.
On a frozen dinner box: Serving suggestion: Defrost.
In the "aside from that, Mrs. Lincoln, how was the play?" category, I got my hot-off-the-presses copies of Buffy the Vampire Slayer: The Deathless today. It looks both spiffy and nifty.
This means it should be showing up in your local bookstore any moment now....