I see myself as a huge fiery comet, a shooting star.
Everyone stops, points up and gasps
"Oh look at that!"
Then - whoosh, and I'm gone...
and they'll never see anything like it ever again,
and they won't be able to forget me - ever.
-Jim Morrison

I almost don't want to write about Brad, because I don't think I could do his life justice. The brightest comet I will ever see. Brad was so full of life that when he was around you couldn't help but smile. He was filled with such an awkward energy that you either loved him to death, or despised him, but you had to respect him. I attended his funeral last Saturday and I was extremely happy I did. I hadn't seen Brad in some time before this, and it was nice that I could see him one last time. Hearing stories of his life and exploits only made me happier that I knew him as well as I did. If you really want to know about him you can check out his Myspace, it's turned into a sort of memorial to him, where most of his friends have gone to say their good-byes.

I had a hard time coming up with a fitting memorial comic, despite knowing I had to do one. I had many ideas, and a few of them half finished. But this one felt right. It captures the true essence of his bright beautiful flash of life.

As Vance pointed out, our friend Brad passed away recently. This was hard to handle for everyone I think. I had problems with it because this is the first time one of my friends has died as well as the fact that Brad was just an awesome person.

His funeral brought alot of memories up to the surface and I was so glad I attended. Brad was one of the most entertaining and friendly guys I ever knew. He always did things his way and had fun doing it. When I think back to all the things we did together, I realize that no matter how crazy he seemed or how messed up the situation was, he was a great friend and was always there for me, or for anybody. It's so very sad that I didn't realize all these things fully until after his death...