Good, Bad, Ugly

Good:  Our self-destructive friend who went to Mexico for his last hurrah and amazingly survived it unscathed, has finally been diagnosed as schizophrenic, and is finally on good meds and is back in school and receiving disability checks, and is apparently doing quite well.  It is sort of a miracle that a man that determined to end his life would not only survive his best attempts, but then recover to the point that he has, and so quickly.  It is hard to get too excited, though, as the drugs always seem to work... at first.  At least now he is court-mandated to take his meds, and his parents can have him medicated by force if necessary.  So, there's that.

Bad: I was in a 9-car pile up on I-95 at the Susquehanna bridge in Cecil County Maryland this weekend, where the 7 cars in front of me all slammed into one another, I stopped and then the guy behind me ran into me. Every single car in front of mine was towed, and half of those people went to the hospital.  I have some light whiplash, my car is going to need some body work, and the dude who hit me is going to need a good lawyer, because the last time I got hit, it ruined the resale value of my car from being reported on the CarFax report, so they're going to pay me for that loss up front.  Sorry dudes, life sucks, you should not follow people so closely on the interstate.

Ugly:  One of Allen's friends has been suffering from brain cancer, and he passed away this morning.  We all knew he did not have long, but it never fails to shock you how stunningly fast it all happens.  We are grateful that he is finally finished with his surgeries and no longer in pain, but he will be so deeply missed.  He was ridiculously creative and brilliant and young and smart and good looking and everything that people are when they are young and die too soon.  He is loved, and missed.