written about age and cause of death(obituaries written later):
george: 39 (heart attack)
teresa: 74 (nautral causes)
dasha: 24 (2012 mayan prophecy)
dominic: 29 (drug overdose)
alan: 64 (stabbed by own knife - refused to die in a hospital)
blaise: 47 (gunshot by lonely fan who refused to believe he had changed)
maureen: 30 (wondering where dom went)
laura: 58 (lung cancer - second hand smoke from working as a waitress)
jackie b: 100 (parasol'd off of a hot air balloon)
liz (my sister): 63 (lung cancer - started smoking at 17)
michelle (my mother): 73 (loneliness)
stanley (my father): 64 (natural causes - had colon cancer at age 36)

in which my father used to go out late at night to the strip, arm around his mistress, lines waiting for him upstairs, constant loneliness and unavoidable headrushes, young and extravagant, DEAD to his own son

in which my son would say:
my dad used to be so fucking creepy when he was my age. my god

in which my wife would say(and this is important because i cannot die until this happens):
i felt like a goddamn princess all the time. what happened georgie
come
back?

the man with the ballroom glasses, black tuxedo and shaded lenses, said this to me, right before i died
"breathe, son. it all gets better afterwards"