jackofallgeeks | (no subject)

So, I'm babysitting my niece and nephew, and they're watching The Crocodile Hunter. I was never a really big fan and I always thought he was a little crazy (he just had a couple lizard viciously biting his arms and he was just going on about what a great bite they had as though it were the cutest thing ever). But knowing that he's gone, now, I can't help but feel really sad watching this. He really loved what he did; really loved it. At least he died doing what he loved, and at least it was over quickly.

*watches a bit more*

Yeah, OK, he's really crazy, but I kinda miss him. The world's a dimmer place everytime someone like him leave it.