Tuesday, March 31, 2020

Out With The Old Water Heater

This baby was installed in January, 2005 if my records are correct. The unit was manufactured in 2002.

Sunday, March 29, 2020

Photo Essay

Waiting for the pharmacist to come and deliver the prescription to our car.

Saturday, March 21, 2020

Interesting Quarantine Snack Food: Steamed Bun With Pork Filling

I started quarantine Saturday, March 14th. So today is the eighth day.

Still more interesting snack food and an adequate supply of toilet paper.

Wednesday, March 18, 2020

I'm Tacky: This Was The Evening Meal

Leftover Chile
Leftover corned beef and potatoes 
Hungarian Mushroom Soup
Not pictured was a plate of white rice.

Next time I will plate the food for better optics.

Monday, March 16, 2020

Prescient Costume: Plague Doctor

This is a picture from 2015, when the kid chose to dress as a medieval plague doctor for his costume while his friend was bacon.

While I was shopping yesterday, I saw a few people with surgical masks on. I would have worn one as I have a cold, but all supplies are sold out. Also, I am presuming I have only a head cold as I don’t have fever which is associated with COVID-19 – can’t test, because there aren’t any.
I wonder what would have happened if I wore the kid’s plague doctor mask?

Saturday, March 14, 2020

Serious Times

A carefully planned two months of social and personal events evaporated as the reality of dealing with a serious pandemic sank into the general population.

Everything is cancelled, sports, school, religion. We have internet, food, Netflix, Hulu, Amazon Prime – we will survive, somehow.

As I write this, the heavy snowflakes of a late-season storm are falling.

I realize this isn’t the time for stoke proclamation, as such a statement might be seen as minimizing the very real suffering of those who are ill.

I’d like such a proclamation to be interpreted as a call to help those in need with generosity and good spirit.


Tuesday, March 10, 2020

Adequate Supply Of Clipboards On Hand

Thirty-seven years ago I graduated high school. As odd as it sounds, I somehow held onto the clipboard I used during those tumultuous years.

Ever since those formative times I’ve enjoyed the portability and versatility of clipboards – for when you need those papers exposed and at the ready.

As the kids matured they needed clipboards as well. As I’ve slowed down in my later years, I gave the young ones my clipboard to use. As you might guess, the old clipboard disappeared, as did its replacement.

In an office-supply freakout my wife and I panicked, worried when the time came and we absolutely needed a clipboard we would find the cupboard bare. So we bought six new clipboards.

Now when either of us needs to superficially assert authority, command something akin to respect, pretend to know stuff, or just act randomly officious, we have a supply of clipboards to bolster our obnoxiousness. Problem solved.