Too Sad to Post

There was a tragedy on Labor Day. Steve Irwin was killed by a sting ray while filming a documentary. I realize of course that I didn't know him, yet I'm still very saddened by his death. I'm not a big fan of his show, but anytime I'd catch him on Conan or Leno or something he was always so much fun to watch. The Crocodile Hunter was probably one of the most enthusiastic, positive and happy people on Earth.

At first his death seemed too obvious. The idea of a guy who constantly places himself around dangerous animals being killed by one of those animals...it's as if God had writer's block. But as I type this, I realize that his death wasn't such a sad thing. We all die eventually and his death is definately a loss to all of us. But he did die doing what he loved. I feel like he got what he wanted out of life. He accomplished so much, with his TV show, his zoo, his character, his family.

Perhaps the death of a man who lived his life isn't a tragedy.