Content warning: big sads. Sometimes there comes a point where you can't move backward, and being stuck is worse than moving forward. My brother took that last step forward on Tuesday. There's a sappy, whimsical little part of me that wonders if maybe so many people needed his unique brand of expertise and patience, that he just needed a more ethereal form to watch over all of us. I've been seeing orange stuff pop up everywhere and I'm sure it's all just coincidence, but it's fun to think about him setting traps for me now like he did when I was a kid. Good old popper on a string pinned to my bedroom door... On the other hand, I bought some heliotrope plants yesterday just because a butterfly with stripes of his favorite color landed on it while I was being indecisive. I later learned heliotrope causes lethal liver toxicity if consumed. Very funny. December 2018 brought him a pancreatic cancer diagnosis, which was nuked pretty good with an assortment of chemothe...