Ma Colleen is dead.

Mama called today and told me that she died yesterday morning. I called Rick after I spoke to her. Naturally, he was pretty upset.

I'm fine now, but was in an odd way earlier today. Was a little surprised to find myself that upset, because I haven't been very close to Ma Colleen in the past few years.

She was a heck of a lady; all full of piss and vinegar. I told Mara that I could imagine Ma Colleen at the Pearly Gates, saying “What the fuck is this?” and then, realizing she had died, saying “Ah, shit?”

The world is a lot less interesting with Ma Colleen no longer in it.

As for Mara and I, we're working our way back toward the East Coast and hometime. Trying to draw some advances so that we'll have some money for Christmas.