It was a long time coming, but
Robert Anton Wilson died today. I'm really much more sad than I thought I'd be. He's the reason why I smile whenever I see a 23, take note of the Masonic halls in the area, and the reason why I dropped acid the first time.
I think most of you have read--at the very least--
The Illuminatus Trilogy. I you haven't, buy it right now, read it with a dollar for a bookmark, and see the fnords. It's tradition.
23 is the number.
Hail Eris.
All Hail Discordia.