Mask wearing seems to be up at The Asylum. No one wants to die just before the vaccine lands at The Asylum. Or maybe we finally realized that we look better with half of our face hidden. Isn’t that why guys grow beards?
And, I am still going to the grocery store for curbside pickup. “And what parking space are you in ma’am?” It’s easier to just get in a parking space. With my imaginary car.
Upon my return from friluftsliv I discovered that an ambulance was making a pickup. Not necessarily Covid related. This is an Old Folk’s Asylum. But, our “Table of the Dead” is getting a little crowded. We average about 30 deaths a year, but we have had 3 already this year.
Gratitude
I enjoyed an unexpectedly easy day at the WFH office today. That was nice.
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