Into the sunSET!

If things go according to plan, Adam Wood will darken the door of the Skylark one last time before heading off to New York tonight around 10:30. All are, of course, invited to attend.*

At this evening’s event, we will shower him with gifts of gold, frankincense, and myrrh which he no doubt will sell for cigarrett money upon his arrival in New York. This cannot be avoided. However, we can put that aside for now and allow him to bask in his last few moments of quasi-novelty and nostalgia before heading off to be simply another Medievalist lamenting everything.

And now to eulogize the Adam that will soon be forever gone…

Nine to Five:
for adam wood

He drank of the juniper far beyond its ripening
The smell of pine.
-fin

Thanks for the memories. Godspeed. Sentence fragment.

*just fyi, I’m not bumming anyone any cigarretts.