There’s a seat waiting for him atop Mount Celestia.

Gygax became sort of a cantankerous old coot, and there were a lot of statements that he made that I felt were better ignored by the roleplaying community at large, but he was always our old man telling the kids to get off his lawn.

We’ll be holding a wake in Castle Greyhawk this evening. Any of the surviving members of Al Gore’s Vice Presidential Action Rangers are invited to attend.

Also: Neeeeeerrrrrrddddddssss!