Current mood:	contemplative
Current music:	"Fields of Athenry" - Dropkick Murphys
Entry tags:	death

I swear, I want 'em to play that song on the pipes at my funeral when I die.
Today I looked like a high-powered attorney or a super-classy, super-sexy dangerous FBI agent in my suit today. I wish there were more occasions to wear suits, granted, under much better circumstances.

Today I, Chris, and most of his co-workers at Tampa Bay's 10 went to Fletch's funeral. I'm the biggest sissy at funerals, especially those of an untimely death such as Fletch's. It was hard to hold it together at the end, when they showed the short tribute video that the station put together. Needless to say the tissues in our pockets got put to use. :(

By a lonely harbor wall
She watched the last star falling
As that prison ship sailed out against the sky.
Sure she'll hope and wait and pray
For her love in Botany Bay
It's so lonely 'round the fields of Athenry.