RIP Ralph, 6/1/05-6/26/05

Ralph is dead. He was a good fish, if somewhat given to epileptic seizures and narcoleptic fits. He's played Lazarus before, but I'm pretty sure his scales shouldn't be covered in a milky white film, nor should his head be stuck in the rocks in the bottom of his tank. Ralph, we barely knew ye, but you were a good fish. I wasn't always good to you, and I wasn't always kind; but you were always willing to restart your internal batteries before this. It was just your time, Ralph, and so...this one's for you:

Get out the map,
get out the map and lay your finger anywhere down
We'll leave the figuring to those we pass on our way out of town
Don't drink the water; there seems to be something ailing everyone
I'm gonna clear my head
I'm gonna drink that sun
I'm gonna love you good and strong
While our love is good and young.

Au revoir, Ralph. Rest in watery peace.