chicating

but since I heard there is, at least allegedly, a Ketamine Queen, I've had a half-formed "Miss Congeniality" joke floating around in my head for days.ie: Can you imagine what the "Miss Congeniality" award was like in that pageant? Or even: Well, okay, but even killing people by accident is no way to lock up Miss Congeniality.
Some kind of connection to Universal Chandler, maybe. Or maybe I'm gross? But it keeps coming back.
When I was in school, I went to a presentation by a local columnist titled "Criticism Is My Way Of Showing Affection," and I related, a little. But sometimes? It's dark humor, instead. especially about things I don't understand, like how a guy like that won't drink fruit punch again, whether he'd want to spike it or not. Although I guess if Anya gave that speech it would be, like, "Stupid mortal bodies, wanting things that hurt you," or something like that.
"Could you be more eternal?"
Thanks for giving one of the voices in my head such a pleasing shape.
Say hi to Jacqueline when you see her(In my head, you do.)

Ady Barkan has now also died. Not completely unexpected, obviously, but it's always sudden.
He beat the odds a bunch of times. I knew him a little from some healthcare activism and because he took the time to engage with his social media followers. he seemed to be funny and devoted to his family and that he still enjoyed life a lot even though it handed him a wallop so big that I, no stranger to feeling walloped, couldn't fathom it.

Most people with disabilities like Ady's don't get to...well, I don't mean to say "pick up where they left off," because Ady was clearly "Going Places Guy"(Left-wing version) before all of that happened, clerking for important judges, founding organizations and all that kind of stuff. but he got to stay in the mix better than most and have money to pay for an extensive network of caregiving that most of us don't have.(One of my tributes will be making this less true...I would say *not true at all* but shit, I'm already fifty myself and it seems like the lesson being pounded in here is "You Too Will Die," so, clearly, I'm leaving some extra credit on the fucking table, here.)
he lived in one of my favorite cities, and clearly met his "lobster" in college that stuck with him and built a family and a documentary with him. (Sometimes, honestly, I was a bit envious...though I wouldn't want to trade away what physical ability I could lay claim to, I suppose.)ETA: A link to the obituary:
https://www.npr.org/2023/11/02/1210117475/ady-barkan-als-activist-obituary

even though she died yesterday. She used to have a cat "cave" behind my desk.
Glad at least nature took care without a bunch of tough decisions, though.
Feeling a little bit of everything today.