Oh, that is hilarious too.

ION, Seska sends their condolences to David and all JZ's friends, and thinking of them.

Jacqueline was more than ready to go.

Lisa said that a few days ago when she was still responsive, Jacqueline woke up from one of her narcotic slumbers, looked around the room, focused on Lisa and said in exasperation, "...and I'm still here."

And I'm one of those theists who goes around thinking, "Just wait until those atheists die and Jesus and Buddha show up with a six-pack of beer and say 'Hey, you didn't even believe and you were a pretty decent person anyway! Go you!' Ha ha! Won't those atheists be surprised, with the heaven and the beer! I will laugh!"

As an atheist, this type of sentiment is exactly why JZ was in the VERY small circle of believers I know who actually live by the good parts of religions. Bless her gigantic and generous heart.

I was thinking last night of things I can incorporate into my life to pay tribute to JZ, and I remembered that I have hats, including two cloches.

I've been wandering around this morning, thinking of ways to do the same. I have hats and vintage skirts and such, but the most persistent and inconvenient thing that keeps popping into my mind is that I simply must be more graceful with ignorant people on the internet.

The resistance is strong in this one, so I must be on the right track.

Bless her gigantic and generous heart.

I just woke up from a dream about you, Hec. We ran into each other at a library in SF and I put my arms around you and said, "I'm so, so sorry," and you replied, "You know already? You're scary."

And I said, "I'm not scary, I'm just lurking." And I woke up not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

So here I am. I'm not scary; I'm just lurking.

You're not lurking, Karl. You're in hibernation!

JZ's bestie Lisa came in and the mood shifted, and the Sacred Circle of Loving Women started drinking and crying and laughing and wearing Jacqueline's hats and...it's what we needed. It's what Matilda needed especially.

Hooray for the SCOLW!

At my sister in law's, Father's funeral, Brother and Sis in law were the servers for the Mass. And thy couldn't stop acting weirdly funny. Especially after they took the chalice of wine back to the area behind the alter. They were having a very animated, whispered conversation about what to do with the, now, blessed wine left over in side. after a few minutes my brother chugged it all down. And that cracked my SiL up. It was like having the Marx bothers behind the priest.

Aw, Karl.

I am at work - my boss told me to go home early if I need to and I probably will but I figured being unable to concentrate or do much at work might be better than at home? Anyway, as I was driving in I was thinking that I should have worn a hat, but thinking through the hats I have easy access to (some are packed away) none of them seemed right anyway, but I am wearing a nice blouse rather than a T-shirt from Costco so that's something. I may go find a martini after work. Considering spanakopita for lunch, if I can find some.

I'm glad Matilda has a plan, plans are good. And I'm glad Sunny is not by herself in Reno. And I'm selfishly glad she isn't camped out in your living room.

I love everyone in this bar.

I dreamed something this morning about having something to tell DX and being sad that I couldn't.

Oof