We have a painfully recent fatality in these parts so, no, while I appreciated the humor... I wasn't going to do it. It cuts too close to home, here and now - but it's hard to tell when laughing is *exactly* what you need to do.
I can't find the homemade Jamaican skirt that has to be SOMEWHERE... I have every intention of riding out on my Gazelle, with its skirt guard. I'm going to keep in the Day of the Dead tradition, which - I'm going to check and make sure - I believeis to wear bright, festive clothes... perhaps that cape that belonged to my mother.