I'm used to living alone, done it now for the better part of the last ten years and have been fine with it for the most part except around the Holidays, so thought this whole "Sheltering in Place" thing, the "Social Distancing" caused by the Coronavirus would be a cake walk. It has been any hing but that in so many ways that I did not see coming. I'm a bit of a loner...but I'm not. Routinely I'd walk down to my local watering hole around 5ish to have my couple of "Happy Hour" cocktails and say hello to people I know from here in Nyack. Some evenings I'd pop into one of our local restaurants before heading home to my apartment, some evening coffee and perhaps a bit of desert.
I was living alone, most times the only footsteps crossing my threshold, entering my private domain were my own, company a rarity. I saw myself as a hermit but if truth be told realizing I am anything but that. I miss those daily interactions out in public. Miss sitting on my stoop saying hello to the various passerby's as they walk to or from our Memorial Park, the occasional honking of a car horn or a shouted hello from someone who recognized me. The Pandemic has taken most of those interactions away, the aloneness of my life without this human involvement taxing on my soul.
Is there is a ray of sunshine...
Give me a few minutes, am thinking...
I got NOTHING, sorry.
Can someone, anyone explain to me how almost half of America still believes Donald J (for Jackass) Trump is doing a great job as President?
He knew about the Pandemic as early as November, spent a great deal of January and February down playing the Coronavirus, even telling us it was a Democratic Hoax made to hurt him politically. He attended fundraisers, played a lot of golf, visited India, and in February bragged that America only had 15 cases and we would soon be down to ZERO. Let's fast forward to this very late April some 60 days later. Over one million cases of the virus here in the USA, over 62,000 deaths...more lives lost than in the entire Vietnam War, and over 30 MILLION of us out of a job...that's an unemployment rate of about 18 percent folks. Let's finish this off with the fact that most of us took a bloodbath in the stock market as well.
He knew about the Pandemic as early as November, spent a great deal of January and February down playing the Coronavirus, even telling us it was a Democratic Hoax made to hurt him politically. He attended fundraisers, played a lot of golf, visited India, and in February bragged that America only had 15 cases and we would soon be down to ZERO. Let's fast forward to this very late April some 60 days later. Over one million cases of the virus here in the USA, over 62,000 deaths...more lives lost than in the entire Vietnam War, and over 30 MILLION of us out of a job...that's an unemployment rate of about 18 percent folks. Let's finish this off with the fact that most of us took a bloodbath in the stock market as well.
Unless you are a part of the Uber Wealthy 10 percent, or the disgustingly filthy rich one percent, when asked if you are better off under Trump than you were under Obama and the Democrats the answer has to be a resounding no...yet, exhaust fume breathing, Ford pickup driving, semi automatic gun tooting, chest beating all America Racists and Bigots seem to support the lunatic in the White House no matter how bad his failures, no matter how many lies he tells. Surely a very good argument could be made that Donald Trump is a modern day Jim Jones, his followers officially a cult, perhaps even a terrorist one.
Odd news heard just now on CNN...Anderson Cooper is now a father...congratulations. Actually for the record, think he'll be a great Dad, and think being a father will change him in ways that we will see unfold on his show.
Answer me this...how is it that Michael Cohen, Trump's fixer, gets sent home to serve out the rest of his prison sentence because of the Coronavirus but Reality Winner, as a true American hero who tried to warn us about the Russian hacking of our 2016 elections was not only given a very stiff prison sentence for being a whistleblower, but her motion to be sent home to serve out her remaining time was denied? In a word, retaliation, or revenge and you can bet Donald Trump played a part in the judge's decision. As long as we are on the subject, how come Roger Stone has still not reported to prison? He got what...40 months and was sentenced months ago...OH, he wants his sentence commuted (without serving a day) because sending him to prison in the times of the Corona Virus would amount to a death sentence...ask me if I care.
My schedule is so backward forward turned upside down and tossed to the seven winds...it's just after ten and poured myself an evening cocktail that I should have poured about four hours ago. I ate dinner at 4:30 this afternoon, and thinking about sleep is at least 3-4 hours away. Even my cat Bella is so done with all of this...well, if truth be told, think she just wants everything to open back up again so she can have her private time when I am out and about. She keeps giving me that "don't you have somewhere to go Dad" look. She needs a playmate, but not sure I can handle taking care of two cats, not to mention she's been an only child since almost birth...I got her at six weeks.
Has nothing to do with nothing, but baked two loaves of Lemon Drizzle Pound Cake today. Oh so good...had some with a cup of coffee (with a spoonful of edible honey). OMG...what a taste treat that was.
Sitting here in almost my birthday suit and wishing someone, any one would knock on my door! Hey, I could entertain and maintain a six foot safety distance...I'll even put on one of my masks to keep it all above board. All kidding aside, not much of a hugger here, but a warm embracing hug would sure be welcome about right now. In normal times, this would not be out of the realm of reality...not a normal occurrence, but one that on occasion would happen...a mid evening text message from someone just wanting to hang out anywhere but in their own studio apartment staring at four walls while listening to Shark Tank in the background as they snubbed out their last off brand cigarette.
Thinking I should take a break here, make another cup of coffee with a splash of something in it, and maybe light up a joint...problem with that last part is I know I will end up smoking the whole thing all by my lonesome, and that might not be the best thing...or maybe it is. The coffee is a for sure thing, so back in a bit.
Where does the time go?
The clock still hangs upon the wall
Tick tock, tick tock, over and over again
I cannot see the hands
Supposedly going round and round
Time waits for no man
...but what if I can't see it
bear witness to its passing?
Time standing still
if only for a moment
then the moments gone
lyrics spilling on the page
stolen from a song I heard
a long long time ago...OMG, plagiarism!
What's your go to candy?
What kind of a question is that?
I have to pick just one, that's it...just one?
Does "All-of-It" count as one?
Stoner runs into a chocolate shop...
Shouts out, "All-of_It Please"
4:20 and we know what time that is
Stay up 3 Hrs and 14 minutes
Celebrate the occasion twice today
I'm "Sheltering in Place" here
So it's allowed...page 107
You don't have the Manual!?
Skipped the coffee, opted instead for a nightcap...well, unless I have another and then not sure what this one would be considered. It is officially after midnight so suppose we could consider this one a toast to the new day.
Sheltering in place I stroll over to the bar..."Bartender, a round for the house on my tab!" My upstairs neighbor stomping on the floor makes me think I said that rather to loud perhaps. Not surprising, there were no takers so stepping behind the bar I made myself a drink compliments of the house.
Sheltering in place I stroll over to the bar..."Bartender, a round for the house on my tab!" My upstairs neighbor stomping on the floor makes me think I said that rather to loud perhaps. Not surprising, there were no takers so stepping behind the bar I made myself a drink compliments of the house.
Note to self...maybe having a late night piece of edible fudge wasn't such a good idea, but we shall see what we shall see..."Drum role PLEASE"...I know you are thinking it should be roll, but NO! I am begging my second grade teacher to let me play the part of the drum in our school play.
got your groans and eye rolls out of the way now?
Where was I?...oh, yes, Now I remember.
A long long...long long time ago in some far off land...fairy tales always seem to start off like that. Can we tick it up just a bit? "So it was yesterday...night I think. Was at Jimmy's having a shot and a beer. What, when and where...next sentence please.
Did anyone catch Trump's Brownshirts in action yesterday in Michigan? In the Legislative Building with their Semi Automatic Long Rifles! Do not tell me you need this gun for hunting unless you are out hunting Hamburger or are the World's worst shot. No social distancing...shame on you. No masks...oh you NAUGHTY NAUGHTY BOYS. With "Long Rifles"...uhhhh, what...did you say long rifles? I know, insane right? You know "Dear Leader" is coming don't you?
Excuse me, I have to go throw up.
Seriously, that man makes me sick to my stomach. Let's change subjects.
How about them Yankees....oh, nevermind, no baseball this spring, but HEY the beaches in Florida are open.
Listening to late night news is depressing. I just learned that in old people (that would be me) taking aspirin can cause bleeding. I turned the sound down before I heard any more. Moody Blues is a decent replacement for the moment, though may need to switch it up a little bit. OK...for now then it's "The Beatles". I want one of those jackets from the Sgt. Peppers Lonely Hearts Club Band" album cover. That should age me. When I find myself in times of trouble...I think we are there America! Danger Will Robinson, DANGER! Lost in space wondering where I'll wake up at in the morning.
Imagine This...
That long awaited knock at the door at almost one in the AM
Harder knocking...It's the police, we got a noise complaint.
Be there in a minute officer...who am I kidding? I have to pull my sweats on, find my breath freshener, and had best probably brush my hair. Oh...turned the music down and tell no one in particular since I am the only one here, "shhhhh, everyone be quiet".
Hey! I said imagine this...not laugh at my suddenly awkward situation. Just in time the jukebox lifts out one 45 and puts another in. I don't know why, nobody told you?....come on, everybody sing along. Can anyone play a weeping guitar?
Lost in Confusion...who, me?...no, just another stolen song reference.
Planet earth is through and there's nothing we can do...Sing it loud!
Time to go----time to go..........time to go
Sure man, eat the edible fudge dude...it's good for whatever it is that ails you. As the clock strikes one realizing I have a nice little buzz on. Now is when I wish I had a couple of mannequins to stage around the place...my own little party, everyone dressed for the ball. Make a whole series of "Sheltering in Place" Youtube Party Videos.
Friend of mine suggested I get my passport in order...I said, "No, it's fine I always pass on port."
Have rambled on endlessly on this late night sojourn, my mind traveling to the far beyond and back again, random thoughts my space ships carrying me to destinations yet unknown. Time Traveler? Pick up a book and read it cover to cover. Am I a time traveler...go read your book then come back and tell me.
Sitting here picking up the pieces of my lost mind thinking its time to ask Google for some King Crimson...Court of the Crimson King! In my heart, and maybe in a small part of my brain tucked away far in the back I still think and feel maybe 20 or 21. Intellectually I know I'm not, the signs of old age peeking in everywhere I look. Bringing my coffee into the desk of a morning then asking myself if I took my pills...back out to the kitchen to check my pill box...A PILL BOX for FUCKS SAKE...I mean really.
....and on that note...Good night world.
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