Johnny Cash and John Ritter

Friday, I called in sick to the world, and just watched 'Hurt' streaming over the internet. Periodically, I would move over to 'Wildwood Flowers' by June Carter Cash, and then I found myself crying, partially because I've just been emotional these last two weeks, but also, it's a sad world without those two. G'bye Johnny (and June, who died in May).

I used to have the biggest crush on John Ritter. I wanted to live in that apartment with him and Janet, let him entertain me with his physical humor and make love to me everyday. G'bye Jack.