Covid-19 Days – 56
This is counting days is giving me the Iran Hostage Crisis feelings of my youth. That one went 444 days. Doesn’t it feel like we’re going to break it?
I’m trying to clean up around the house. Needing to throw things out. Does anyone know if the dump is still open?
Yesterday, I tried my hand at fried riced cauliflower. Today was a different experiment. Still with riced cauliflower, but this time I went with turmeric and paprika. It was alright, but I should’ve put some chicken in as well.
We find out today that some of Donald Trump’s entourage has caught the rona. Is it too hopeful to wish it strikes that dude down? There is no god if that doesn’t happen.
Whelp. Need to straighten up what I messed up in the home office…
