I would have spent today rallying the troops for a war on Easter or something, including a link to a particular episode of Robot Chicken, but this morning I was informed that a friend of the family died last night. He worked with my dad, and was one of those straightforward no-nonsense sorts us skeptics tend to appreciate. The last thing I remember talking with him about was his Xbox. Apparently, he was enjoying Star Wars: Battlefront.
UPDATE: He died in his sleep. The cause of death wasn't determined, and an autopsy wasn't considered worthwhile. Speculation about a blood clot came up, but I don't know about its validity.