I want to take a moment of silence to honor my friend from Subspace, Sir Xazm. I'll admit I never really knew him all that well, but I called him Xazie, and I swear I saw him not one week ago. Word has spread from his brother that he has passed away.

As I write this, I'm becoming more emotionally involved in the entire situation. I went to a wedding today. A ceremonial symbolization of a fresh and new beginning, full of potential and promise. And I come home tonight to this - the finality of it all. And I think that God is sitting up there, probably stirring some sort of heavenly cappachino (sic), having himself a little cosmic joke...

People write that Xazm was an asset to others and always willing to help. He listened. He cared. He was a sage to some and teammate to others. I don't plan on praising him.

I plan on remembering him.

Online games. You forgot there's a face behind every alias, name, handle, screened player. You forgot some fleshly entity is manipulating the avatar and saying he had sex with your mom. Xazie never did that per se, but you get my point. You fail to realize it's not just a bunch of binary code and pixelated ships running around shooting each other.

There's a face to every name. And now, one has been silenced forever. No more ten second spawning. Ever.

And I hope, Xazie, that as you read this, that I'm gravely upset to come home to such news. I'm gonna miss you bro.

....*sniff*....

There's something in my eye....