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Short Will In case something happens to me, and I'm fairly paranoid it will, I'm just going to post this here so things are clear with my estate. I know this doesn't legally stand for a will, but at least it will give everyone some guidelines of where to start distributing what little I have. For those wanting to know, I'm putting this out here because I got word that someone named "Mike" came over to my house last night and started pounding on my door around 1am. Apparently, he also came back earlier this morning to repeat the performance. Off the top of my head, the only Mikes I know were in the business, so I'm hoping it was just some random horny guy who doesn't know when to quit. Hopefully, he just gave up and isn't going to bother me anymore. I left a message with Rico (he gave me the news) to tell him if he stops by again that I don't live there anymore because the only other person I think could be behind this would be April. She's the only one who has a real reason to have a grudge against me, and I wouldn't put it past her to pay some dude to beat the crap out of me or worse. So, though it might be mere paranoia, I'm going to make a small list of things I'd like to see happen in case something happens to me. (Let's hope nothing does, though. I feel I've got more to offer than merely a corpse.) My Intellectual Property (including paper journals, this blog, paintings, erotica, papers, and electronic files) should go to other sex/sex worker researchers. I want all my files and hard copies turned over to either leaders in the industry (Veronica Vera, Annie Sprinkle, Carol Leigh) or to institutions that could use the material (IASHS, Kinsey, etc.). If needed, contact Carol Jacobsen, she'll know where to send everything. My car and dog should go to Dan (assuming he wants them) as he's worked on the car more than anyone else. Willow also loves Dan a lot so that should work out well. My sectional could go to my dad, if he wants it. If not, Dan can have it. All other furniture can be given to whomever. I'd like my library to go with my intellectual property, but if someone else wants those books they're more than welcome to them. Clothes and everything else should be divided accordingly, and everything sent to charity if it can't be absorbed elsewhere. The main thing I want to ensure is that whatever I produce before I die gets used well. So, if I can't publish memoirs or use the data I have in time, I ask that it goes to the right people. Everything else won't matter when I'm not around. Anyway, enough paranoia. My co workers keep yapping, so its hard to focus on actually writing something. I keep stumbling. I keep losing my train of thought. They're about on par with the LSA Media crowd, but at least over there I could get some quiet time. *watch* Now that I'm finishing, they'll be silent. Arrrghhh Daphne |