Living in the Time of Corona

Good Evening my Corona friends. I trust you are all doing well and enjoying what is left to the summer. Funny isn’t it that for so long we never knew what day of the week it was and now that we are coming to the end of summer we are just chasing those last days like nobody’s business.  During these crazy times, we thought we had all the time in the world and now we have to scramble to get in all that we had planned for the summer. We are doing pretty well here in Boston and they are letting some college students come back to town. We all hope they do better than those down in North Carolina and Georgia who didn’t play by the rules and now all have to go home. There was a young group of young ladies down near the waterfront on my walk this afternoon and they were new freshmen taking photos of themselves in a group without a mask. I snapped a picture as I walked by and said I was going to post on social media and they would probably be sent packing, surprisingly they didn’t even give me the finger. Please don’t let us lose this opportunity to go wild in College, is what I saw on their faces.  Seriously I know that the college-age me would not be able to follow the rules, hell it’s hard for this old lady to follow the rules.

We just went through a three-week lockdown with my roommate, who had some ups and downs but happy to report that Techie is doing very well and anxious to get back on his boat.  I did have a week of dinner from the box and yes I did my homework every night and just longed to go to one of our outdoor cafes, but did my June cleaver routine. This week and next our daughter has sent us dinners from a private chef that prepares dinners as her full-time job. I know I am going to sound ungrateful here, but she was just rubbing me the wrong way. My dinner box just lets me check it off and shows up on your doorstep. She insisted on a 45-minute interview to get to know us and had to answer about our likes and dislikes. I mean she could have sent us a form and we could have just checked off likes and dislikes about the veggies, but know we had to go down the list and say yay or nay, beets?, Onions? Peppers? Bok Choy? And on and on, I said we just don’t like tarragon or liver but we eat everything else. Anyway, I think I was just not in a good mood and just didn’t want to bother. Just give me some Cape Cod Chips and some pickles and booze and say good night. But we have to take good care of Techie so we soldiered on and yes we did have two nice meals so far this week and one more to go, no cooking or mess just heat up in the oven, so that part works for me. This is a good week and we are doing some walks and noticing that there are a lot more people in our hood and of course, a lot more “Corona Puppies” and tell me this just isn’t a bit ludicrous but more and more Puppy strollers. I kid you not they are strollers made specifically for small dogs and they can be quite extravagant, these dogs are surely living a charmed life. Have you noticed how many more commercials there are on TV for dog food that comes out of the gourmet food section in the supermarket?  I remember a few years ago being stunned when I saw pet food in the cooler section at whole foods, wow these dogs are eating better than a lot of people.  Here I am complaining about my interview with the chef and these dogs and their owners have probably interviewed many personal chefs for dog food, wouldn’t put it past anyone. Most of the strollers I see have generally been being pushed by someone in the latest Lululemon outfit, and the proper running shoes. These dogs could never keep up on a leash with these CrossFit culture types.  I know that when we had a dog we just sent her out in the backyard to do her business and maybe catch some dinner.  We were spoiled out in the burbs with a dog door and electric fence and Lucy was the best dog ever. It was only after she passed that I could convince my lover to move to the city, before that he said he would never have a dog where he would have to pick up poop in a plastic bag and carry around with him, just call him old fashioned. I have even entertained for a few fleeting moments getting him a small dog so he could have someone to get excited when he walks in the door, but like I said it is a fleeting moment. Well, tomorrow marks a big day for me and Techie. We will celebrate 42 years of being married and considering we spent the last five months living in a one-room loft, and he always returned when he said he was just going to CVS to get half and half for the morning, pretty big accomplishment. Of course, I was a child bride and he did have that cute little Triumph Spitfire that made him even more adorable, I am so lucky that I decided to sail away with him forty-two years ago on that Sunday afternoon in Boston harbor. Sometimes things just work out.

Just sayin………………….

Good evening my Corona friends and I hope everyone is surviving the heatwave we have going on here in the Northeast. Let me just get this out of the way right off the bat, I am thrilled with the pick of Kamala Harris to be on the Presidential election ticket, of course, the only thing better would be if she were at the top. I mean seriously people, has this whole Pandemic thing not shown everyone that WOMEN know how to get things done, all the while multitasking. This whole new layout of working from home, schooling from home, and managing all from home, it’s not like most men could have done it, just a fact.  I am not saying that most wouldn’t have tried but just can’t do it because they haven’t had to, whereas women have had to do much of everything and get paid less. Oh man, a change is in the air……we should all demand a raise.

Well, it has been week two for us here with my roommate and lover, and I am still trying to take proper care of him.  Today we had the dinner box and I decided to make it for lunch instead of dinner, and then we had sweet green salads for dinner.  We are very fortunate in that so many of our friends want to feed us, and I get to be the recipient of all that goodwill as well, so very grateful. Our friend Cindy delivered us the most delicious dinner the other night on a beautiful platter and the best part of it was a small jar of homemade hot fudge. Talk about the gift that keeps on giving, we had sundaes again tonight after those salads, turns out it was good planning on my part. Today we spoke with a personal chef that my daughter decided to offer to make some meals while in the shutdown, I guess she thought Dad needs more than the box.  Well, I don’t want to look a gift horse in the mouth, but man oh man, was she a bit of a pill. She had to interview us live, couldn’t fill out a questionnaire. She ran down a list of vegetables and fruits that we could give a yay or nay, and not sure we ever heard of all of them. She wanted to know about medications and cholesterol, did we want only organic and how much protein do we eat at a meal?  Hey, I thought this was about comfort, just dish up the meatloaf and mash potatoes already, and a nice apple crisp with some vanilla ice cream. I really shouldn’t be making fun of her because I am sure she has a lot of happy customers, and I have dreamed of a personal chef, but I don’t want it to appear as medicinal. Ok I am sure I am overreacting and she is a week or so out, so I will wait and reserve judgment, as we are always open to new experiences. Especially during the time of Corona, when we really don’t get to do anything or go anywhere. I wish I was one of those people who was crafty and started a new cottage business, but I rather park my ass on the couch watching Law and Order with a bag of Cape Cod chips. I know it has been very popular to do jigsaw puzzles but really we only have one table so can’t even begin to think of spreading out on that one, plus it has zero appeal to me. One thing that happened tonight was I was pouring myself a nice Ketel One over ice, with a bit of soda, and decided to add this Cosmopolitan mixer just because that pink bottle was so cute. Well, I was enjoying my nice cocktail over a huge mound of ice and noticed that I was getting a buzz way to quick. Well, when I finally read the label that half of glass of mixer was actually a readymade cocktail.  I go for the straight vodka, Lite beer, and sometimes my beloved Chardonnay and I don’t believe I ever bought a drink in a bottle or a can that was premade, so there you go you learn something new every day. I believe I am going to stick with mixing my own drinks without the help of one of these premade, that way I really know what I am getting, and it won’t be a weak pour…………………..

Just sayin

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DAY 139

Good evening my Corona friends and as always I hope you are healthy and somewhat sane.  We made it to another Friday and now the summer is going to fly by, not like it will matter because we don’t know what another season will bring, but I hope an end to Corona. Today we made it through a week of my roommate getting his treatment and happy to report all is well and June Cleaver has been doing an exceptional job, Mom are you up there in heaven, finally happy that I am cooking for him? Tonight I cooked freestyle, in other words, all from scratch and I think it was pretty dam delicious if I don’t say so myself. Last week at my friend Jon’s house he shared how to whip up some sweet potatoes fries, I know seriously so easy but so delicious, you just have to break out another pan, typically I only allow 2 to come out of the cupboard.  I had the pleasure of crossing the river into Cambridge today, and aside from 99.5% mask compliance, and more cyclists than you could ever see in Boston, they apparently are taking this dining Al Fresco more seriously than most. I had to stop and snap a few pictures of a few places that did a beautiful job making their space nice and inviting.  Now I know this is no small feat and another added expense for already hard-hit restaurants but with a little ingenuity and design, it can make the world of difference. There’s a lot of this DYI going on during this Pandemic and I am sure there are a lot of people on Pinterest offering their ideas and opinions on how to pull it off, and more power to those that do it. I want to share a lot of the spots I snapped today and spoiler alert one of the most barren, or boring spots was probably one of the most expensive.  First prize goes tonight to LOLA burger with their creative sandwich board, they had me, and I thought it was a two for one. The Barking Crab as always doesn’t mince any words, order some food, your time limit, or go somewhere else. The modern-day version of Durgin Park, which everyone was going to miss badly, when they announced closing a few years back, glad to they didn’t live to see where we are now and trying to survive. I love seeing people out and about so please people wear a mask, wash your hands, and maintain social distance. I want my favorite bartender, to come back to my favorite bar, still closed and no opening in sight. Maybe we will toast the New Year but nothing is definite, but like someone said eventually it will all just go away.

I hope to be back next week.

R.I.P. Jerry…….

Just sayin

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Good evening my Corona friends and hope everyone is happy and healthy on this beautiful evening. I just finished another dinner from the box and tonight was quesadillas so had a few coronas, with dinner. I am following all the directions and chopping all the veggies [another veggie dinner] and ask my roommate are poblano peppers very hot?  He said I don’t think so just try and it and see, so I take a big bite and my mouth was on fire, thanks, Techie. Well after a few big gulps of cold milk I was back on track and I have to say it was dammed good. Now I get why my son thinks these dinner boxes are so wasteful, but I happen to love that I don’t have to do anything, just have all my ingredients lined up and ready, no need to think of anything else. I remember how excited I was when they introduced the salads in a bag and I did love those Caesar bags, all about convenience baby. Before that techie, if he was home alone and had to make a salad he would just crack an iceberg lettuce head in half and pour some Italian dressing over the sink, no dishes needed.  The personal chef position is still open should anyone want to apply. Today was a good day, techie told his nurse I was upset that he didn’t get the restaurant lists, so she promptly went into her office and typed up a nice list. I do agree with some of her choices and will try some new ones that I was not familiar with, but will have to table it for now, till it is safe to dine out again.  We did take a nice walk over to the North End tonight and just wandered around the perimeter of all these beautiful cafes and restaurants with a longing to enter but we kept going because June Cleaver, was cooking Mexican tonight.

On our way tonight my sister Judy did a facetime, I told you I had five sisters and she is the one that has a never-ending story once she gets going. Anyway, she had to let us know that she was having one of our Mom’s moments. I will try and explain but may be lost in the translation. My Mom had eleven children and she had everyone’s name on the speed dial and as she got along in life and her vision was failing her often hit the wrong number and thought she was calling someone else. I can’t tell you how many times she called me by mistake, and when I answered instead of thinking she called the wrong number, she would say Peggy what are you doing at Patty’s house you didn’t tell me you were coming, my sister lived close by Mom. I would first try to explain that she called the wrong kid, but her hearing was also going, so we all learned to just go along with it because it was just too difficult to try and yell into the phone that no I wasn’t at Patty’s and just easier to say I stopped in for a moment but had to get back on the road so no visit. I wished I had recorded some of these conversations because they often were just too hysterical to be believed.  Tonight my sister Judy who can’t stop talking most of the time, and she is known as the town crier, as she sends a text to all in the family telling everyone’s business whether you want it shared or not. Rarely, she isn’t ahead of all news and whereabouts of all the family, in her own words “she needs the details”. Well imagine her surprise tonight when she was trying to face time my daughter tonight and my sister Anne picked up the call, she lives in New Jersey.  She was mortified that Annie had come to Medford and she didn’t know about it, as she lives close by.  Well in this case it was the opposite Erica had just driven down to Jersey for work and was going to spend the evening with her Auntie Annie, well Judy was thrown, and immediately the whole episode of Mom on speed dial brought all back to some good laughs. Apparently other than the same wall phone that hung in my Moms kitchen with all the names, we are destined for the same misdials and I say hallelujah, it can break up some of our long and boring days.  I might even get a wall phone, probably not but I think I would like one. We still have a landline, although we never answer it because usually only some kind of pest calling or during the Coronavirus, a message from the Mayor of Boston and now, it is all about the election. I am going to end here as I am very tired and I don’t want to go into a tirade about that, as it would be x rated.

Just sayin

Good evening my Corona Friends and lovers and hope everyone had a great Hump Day today. It sure was a beautiful day after a crazy storm last night, we only had some mad wind and rain but some areas outside the city had some serious damage and loss of power. I am sure that was a very unwelcome occurrence during these crazy times, someone is really putting us all to the test.  Remember when there was a time and a tragedy or disaster struck and everyone rallied behind each other to make it whole again?  Now we are 137 days and counting into one of the worst tragedies in our history, with so many people dying, and we are still debating the merits of wearing a mask. Wear the Goddam mask already, so we can start to live normally again. Just do it.  Don’t debate the merits and look for conspiracy theories just give it a shot, what have you got to lose, your life?  Ok enough of the preaching, but we were starting to get pretty comfortable here after months of lockdown and now it looks like we are spiking again. 

Today I was slipping a bit and may have lost my June Cleaver status, but I did manage to feed techie all of his meals, just did take out for lunch. I skipped the dinner box tonight and went to my daughters to use their outside grill, because I will be dammed if I was going to grille in our courtyard/parking lot, on charcoal that I have to light myself.  Instead, I opted for the fifteen-minute drive to use my old grille that now resides in their backyard and it still works. Today was a good day as my roommate chose to isolate and sit on his boat for a while this afternoon, but may not have been the best choice as a major construction project is occurring right next door.  Like I said just can’t catch a break, not sure if I mentioned it, but we sit on the very last slip next to a bridge project that involves tearing one down and building another. Turns out this will go on for three years, so a little bit of dust will follow us for a while, like Pig Pen from Peanuts, did I mention we were there during the big dig?  Again First World Problem I know but a little bit of whining is good for the soul, says me.  I was reading an article earlier about Americans living abroad and the foods they really miss, it’s funny because I can’t think of anything except for my Cape Cod chips, but I am sure the minute you are away and start thinking about something your desires shoots right up. One person missed Annie’s Mac and cheese Europeans don’t go for that powdered cheese packets, some missed their chewable vitamins, peanut butter of course, and weirdly ranch dressing, go figure.  I remember traveling with my kids to different countries and seeing some families going through customs with all kinds of food in the carry-on, peanut butter, and a whole host of things. The first time I was thinking did I miss something should I have brought food with me?   I just assumed if they were hungry enough they would just eat what was offered. Once we went away with a family we didn’t know that well they took the place of some last-minute dropouts and they had kids that wouldn’t eat anything, so they subsisted on pringles and any available American junk food they could find. When they got home they all had intestinal issues and wondered why we didn’t and said they would never travel outside the country again with their kids. Well, I am sure if you lived on Pringles and candy for 10 days, you may get a little backed up.  They sure missed out on some of the best seafood and dishes we ever had, for quite the modest sum, I might add.

So techie comes home today and tells me his nurse is a real foodie and wants to write a food blog. He says she has been to every restaurant in the city, but do you think he asked her what her favorite is?  No, and you know I pride myself on eating everywhere and anywhere, so I am sending him tomorrow with a shared list. He could only remember a few places she talked about and yes I knew them but always looking for something new and building my list for when the world becomes safe again.  We have dined out since outdoor seating has become available but we won’t be doing it for a while, so have to perfect my craft and “think outside the box” Get it?  I want to thank a lot of my corona friends for supporting me in my PMC and donating to my ride.  Coincidentally this came up on my FB memory today from 3 years ago and it was a time like I do every year, I say I am not doing this again, I am too old and tired. Now you all know how I love my Ketel Vodka, but I have to say somedays, I can swing in another direction. I was riding at the end of the first day may 80 miles and a few miles to go a woman comes up next to me and says we are almost there and we can start on the vodka. Well dam my ears perked right up and I said they don’t serve vodka at the tent, and she said Titos is a new sponsor, well hot dam I had a spring in my pedaling.  We all have some kind of carrot that gets us over the finish line…….

Just sayin

Captains Log on the Corona Enterprise and Captain Kirk we so need you and Spock right now to right this ship. We are in a free fall so beam me up Scottie. Oh I wish we could beam up to maybe like December 2020 and the ship has been righted, but alas we are stuck here on this scorched earth for a while and no end in sight so gear up for the long haul. Day 2 here in our new lock-down while my roommate/lover/techie gets his concierge service courtesy of his amazing roommate and a little help from Dana Farber.  I just want to put it to rest that he will be 100% fine once this is over, and I am a regular June Cleaver taking care of this one large room household. Today I made all three meals, and yes dinner came from the box and that was very tiresome recipe, it was very good but required too many bowls and pans, just too much clean up. Take out would be so much easier just toss out the package, but it is not the same as having your loving wife slave over a hot stove for you, drama queen that I am.  My daughter informed me today that for two weeks as a gift she has hired someone to cook meals for us, daughters are the absolute best, sorry Max I am sure you have some really good attributes, just not coming to me so quickly, just kidding you did contribute with beautiful granddaughter Tilda. I will give you a life pass and my daughter in law, Alana, is pretty awesome {sucking up} you have to do that with the outlaws.  Anyway I got off track but seriously, I used to wish I could be like Oprah, and have a personal chef and then maybe I wouldn’t eat a big bag of Cape Cod chips at one seating when feeling a bit stressed and the whole box of nutty buddies. My dream would be to be a friend of Ina Garten and be invited to one of her dinners or lunch at her home with Jeffrey, I am trying to get to that level cooking for Techie, please Ina, and we can rearrange our schedule anytime and be there on short notice.

We got the remnants of a storm tonight and I have to say it was the weirdest thing, it went from intense wind and rain for less than five minutes to a beautiful rainbow, so I guess there is hope of what is to come. Considering that just a few months ago we couldn’t get toilet paper, chicken or Clorox, and now it is in the stores in abundance, one my think better days are coming, but just keep stocked up because there is a lot of bullshit coming down the pike, between now and November and get your waders out, to get through it.  I mentioned yesterday that my roommate likes to engage with people who have different viewpoints and he is not trying to change their mind but maybe see another point of view, he is hoping they come to that on their own accord. He is always reading his weird blogs and engaging with people on social media, whereas I just kind of give a look see once or twice a day and maybe give a like, but try not to comment too often, because I know something’s going to show up on my feed and I am going to have to buy it, because I am the easiest target.

But help me out here guys what is the proper thing to do when someone post a passing of a loved one, is a like appropriate?  Then there are these challenges, well hell I am challenged just trying to figure out how to do it, so I just ignore it. Then there are the posts about bypassing the feeds, I have no freaking idea what they are talking about, can someone just bypass my feed so I can have more friends? I can’t ask Techie to do everything, can I?  I guess it is a good thing I never figure out Tik Tok since our Supreme leader is going to ban it soon.

Just sayin

Good evening to all my Corona friends and hope everyone had a great Monday, happy and healthy. Look I even know it is Monday, without having to look at the calendar, maybe a sense of normalcy is coming back?  Although what the heck is normal nowadays, just when you think it can’t get any worse, lookout a hurricane or tropical storm is coming at you, just hold on tight because we have no idea where it will land. Of course these last few days they had to close the testing sites in Florida, so according to our supreme leader, we test too much anyway, so this will be one way of bringing the numbers down, hey whatever works?  Oh, less I forget there is a raging wildfire on the west coast, so yes, we are either drowning or burning, pick your poison because I am not jumping into something like Indiana, no offense to many of the good people who live there, but I think Satan may have been residing there at some point.  Well, I better stop myself from going down that rabbit hole no good can come from that.  Today is our first day in quarantine again and so far so good. I prepared dinner from the box and have enough homework for the rest of the week. Tonight was a delicious vegetarian dish. I should have snapped a picture for my son Max since he wants us to be more plant-based. He got the dinner box a few times but then decided it was very wasteful too much packaging with all the little packets of perfectly measured ingredients, that I find very helpful. They do also pack it in some kind of weird cooling packs that when you cut them open some weird lava pours out, best not to open them I have them in the freezer and found them helpful on the boat. See Max, momma does know how to do recycling and don’t forget kids I taught you everything you know about composting when we used to live in a house with a yard. Techie was feeling good today and wanted to walk over to see his boat and be sure it is secure for the upcoming storm. I didn’t want to do the walk it was so hot and takes about 30-40 minutes but because I am such an incredible wife and martyr, I did the walk with him to keep my eye on him. Well we moved to the city almost five years ago to this nice big room, and the upside was we had a summer home on the water in that shrinking boat, but now they have started a construction project where they are dismantling a bridge that is going to take three years and we will be living with the soot and noise.  We may have to find a new anchorage and if that motor gets fixed, sail away to a new country, but wait no country will take us, well I guess we will have to settle for Maine, just don’t send me to New Hampshire.

I have to share that techie was engaging online with a friend of ours who has been posting things about the evils of vaccines and that Bill Gates and others are trying to poison people to decrease the population so they can have more money. I just don’t know who dreams this shit up and why he bothers, people glom onto something and they are not giving it up, but he tries. When I first knew him and we were living in a ski town in Colorado, some missionary sorts knocked on the door, and where I would have just shut the door he invites them in to discuss and to add to that he invited them back, and I believe they came every week for the month I was there. Techie would even go to the library during the week to prepare for the next meeting. He says he just can’t believe smart people can believe stupid things, and I say then there are supporters of you know who………….

I am missing but sailing adventure and the peacefulness of being out of touch with my cables news, I am so addicted. I have kept it off this evening and letting my roommate enjoy blasting some old tunes.  Oh did I mention we brought our entertainment on our sailing adventure, our very own balladeer who likes to serenade us?

Just sayin

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Good evening my Corona friends. It has been a while but I hope you are happy, healthy, and safe. We are now into August and I wonder where the summer has gone, albeit it is different this year because most days, I don’t know what day it is, never mind the month.  Did anyone notice that we are experiencing some of the hottest temperatures in years, yes Dorothy we have landed in hell and resembles it more every day in more ways than the temperature?  So last I left you all I was embarking on a sailing adventure with my Lover, he has been elevated this week, and my friends Howie and Lisa, and happy to report that we were successful in having a relaxing and cable news free five days, aboard Charisma 3.  You know when you have truly really good friends when you have to change the plan on a dime, and no one gets upset about it. We fully provisioned the boat, both with Tuna and thanks to Lisa, both types of peanut butter crunchy and smooth, and we were off………… OK, the first day out no wind, no sail so we had to motor and a few hours in the newly repaired motor overheated, so that put a major cramp in our plans. We were only going to be in Scituate for the first night, and my friend Celia was going to host us on her deck for dinner, SDR, in place but had to bag it. The thing you have to love about sailboats is that we were going to a place that we could drive to in an hour but with a good wind maybe 6 hours, or motor 5 hours, but the day we lost power, the wind would have been 12 hours. I know first world problems, but we rerouted and found a nice place to hang out for the night, and the next day went north, instead of south, and went wherever the wind took us.  I am not going to bore you with details but we ended up in a fabulous anchorage and we are grateful for Steph and Michael for helping us out, I feel like a politician in it pays to know people.  Hence anyone thinks it was luxury we could tie our boat to a ball and sit in the water and only use that one head, somehow we managed. There were no spa treatments, but there was a lot of jumping in the crisp cool ocean to cool ourselves off, and it was a little bit of heaven. Except did I forget to mention it was 100 degrees and there is no AC, and no breeze but no worries, we pretended we were in one of those sweat lodges and we had revelations and breakthroughs.

We cut it short a day or two but it was awesome and grateful that we had the time to kick back and relax.  I may have mentioned that we participate in The Pan Mass Challenge every year and ride our bikes for almost 200 miles to raise money for cancer, but like everything else, it was not what we are used to, but we had a Reimaging of what it could be and thanks to our team leaders and volunteers we had a rewarding ride. The PMC is usually a ride of several thousand people with a sleepover one night, definitely 2 * at best accommodations, but all the $$$$$ goes directly to Dana Farber research, last year we raised over 60 million and 100% goes directly for research, 100% guaranteed so give some money honey. I bring this up because myself and friends have been posting pictures of us riding and asking for donations on social media and people are liking our pages, ya that is great but do you see the link about donate, click and donate just don’t like it, give us the money honey. Do you think I squeeze my fat ass into spandex for two days and humiliate myself for a like?  Just sayin,

I was on my ride yesterday morning and I have to say it was a Saturday, I checked and was riding through some of the more affluent suburbs of Boston it could be pretty comical.  The first thing that stands out is old men in pajamas walking their dogs, and might I say I know I am going to sound sexist and politically incorrect, but have you no shame? You looked like you were walking a kitty or miniature dog, could you at least get a real dog.  I live in a small space in the city so I will cut some slack, as there is not a lot of room, but we are talking very big homes with very large manicured yards. Seriously Dudes have you no shame?   Just want to say I was keeping tabs in my head along the ride and it was just the old men walking the dogs and it is usually hands down, a lot of old white guys riding their bikes on this weekend, so not sure if they turned in their bikes for a little dog. I am pretty sure I know the answer, either kids came home, or were already there and during the Pandemic begged for a dog. I am sure they promised to take care of it till it came to walking it at 7 am, SUCKER!!! Corona Puppies!!!

So one last thing before I go, I thought we had lived through everything in the twilight zone, but then I came home to this, and I think reality is putting The Onion out of business, because for sure you can’t make this shit up about the Voodoo Doctor, being presented by our dear President as a cure for Corona Virus, doesn’t he have a vetting staff?  What can possibly happen next?

My roommate and Techie is going to have some treatment starting this week at Dana Farber, did I mention why we ride?  We may be in full lock down mode so look for some tales from the crypt and hit that donate button, Dammit.

Just sayin