I don’t have any spiritual beliefs, but when I’ve lost a pet, I always find myself hoping that kitty is in an eternal sunspot somewhere, having a nice nap. It’s just a nice wish for someone you want the best for.

I feel that way about Steve Jobs. Maybe not the sunspot part, but wouldn’t it be nice if he’s someplace warm, maybe looking at turtlenecks with Carl Sagan? (Surely that little legal dust-up is water under the bridge by now—and Steve wasn’t even there at the time, right?)