It's funny how you never really understand what you like about people until you don't see them that often. I pretty much saw Eric every day for 4 years when we lived together in college. Then I moved, he stayed in SB and we saw each other less frequently. After not having The Tortus around for a bit I realized how much fun he was and how he was always in for whatever adventure anybody came up with, no matter how off the wall, dangerous, futile, redundant or well thought out the mission was. Now that The Tortus is gone I that feeling is multiplied 10 fold. I will miss his zest for life and willingness to try new things more than I can quantify or write down. I lost a good friend far too young and it's awful; however I am grateful that I was able to share some time with a guy who would jump off the pier at night in a rainstorm when nobody else would. No matter the age it's hard to lose a playmate. Keep playing Tortus, keep playing.