Covid-19 Days – 62
A little bit more. Just little bit more.
They’ve opened up a bit. I wonder if I will have to go in to work. Maybe we can make it half weeks. I’m too used to this now. I thought I couldn’t, but now I like it.
Covid-19 Days – 61
Over at Vox, they put it succinctly, “We Don’t Have a President, or a Plan.” They ain’t kidding brother.
More than 60 days after President Trump declared a national emergency over the novel coronavirus, there is still no clear national plan for what comes next.
Do you know what comes next? How will we know when it is safe to return? Can we be so sure that the rona doesn’t come back?
Questions smarter people than me may have answers to, but we don’t hear from them. Instead, it’s a steady drumbeat of dumbness coming from Donald Trump. He’s just wanting all the glory without any of the work. He’s failing and he’s going to be allowed to fail for another four fucking years. So fucking depressing.
Covid-19 Days – 60
That’s a nice round number. And just like that it feels like we’ve been in much longer. I’ve been trying to get my step streak to that day and beyond, but circumstances get in the way. This is one hella of a streak!
Slowly been cleaning out my office. I threw some stuff away. And yet there’s stuff I know I don’t need, but still find some pleasure in holding onto. It sparks joy, but really it’s just junk. If only they were taking donations.
Quote of the Day [5.11.20]
“You know what the crime is. The crime is very obvious to everybody.”
Donald Trump.
Covid-19 Days – 59
What was Donald Trump raving about yesterday? Obamagate? What does that even mean? It’s all types of depressing that Donald Trump is the president. It makes me angry at those who made that happen.
I have aunts and uncles who did. Not too sure why. Anyone with any type of intelligence could see that he was temperamentally not fit to lead anything. Not sure why you would ignore that. These relatives are smart — they’ve been through college. Just never understand how you would want to associate yourself with such an ass.
It colors my relationship with them. Not too sure how to bring up this disaster. It really is. I could handle a normal republican but this is not normal. If it is really true that the rona is rampaging through the halls of the West Wing, if there is a god, she would call him home to her. There is no god.
Hippy punching is all they have. We’ve taken it. That’s all they have.
Link of the Day [5.10.20]
Whoa. Legendary punk record label, Dischord, has placed all their material out for free on bandcamp. That’s the label founded by Minor Threat and Fugazi lead, Ian MacKaye. I only know of those two bands, but the label is an important one for the punk scene as well as the independent music scene. Go listen. You may find something you like.
Covid-19 Days – 58
Happy Mother’s Day to all mothers. Hope it finds you all safe and secure and happy in the knowledge that we all love you.
Covid-19 Days – 57
There are signs on the highway signal boards that read, “Save Lives. Essential Travel Only.” What am I doing out here then? I am out here killing people!
It was my mom’s idea to go visit my brother. We went for lunch and just a visit to see if he’s doing well. He is doing well.
It was a bit cold today which is a great feeling on the walk. A brisk breeze. Yesterday we had a hail storm. I heard it hitting the house and it sounds different. I looked outside and there was hail stuffing up the gutter. Just a weird set of weather so far during these troubling times.
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…
Covid-19 Days – 55
Checking in before bed. So normal now that it’s no longer fun. Well, at least I went for a walk in the nice sunshine. And I cooked up a fried cauliflower rice dish. Something old and something new.