So, a Friend of a Friend died. It had been a long time since I had seen her, she had numerous medical issues, and so forth. My friend rushes several states to help with the funeral arrangements and returns to report pure horror: her "spouse" (I put the word in quotes because it was technically true but denotes a level of care which was not present) waited until the last minute to supply photos, almost all of which were amazingly inappropriate. Think leather gear, collars, leashes, and so on. And managed to make it all about them instead of the deceased. My friend and the funeral director had a frantic what can be accomplished in fifteen minutes sprint of cropping, blowing up, making collages, and so forth so as to not completely mortify the deceased's family with the details of what passed for their sex life.