Chiweenie
Ignorance can be bliss.
I wish I had never learned the “breed” name for my little pandemic puppy.
Stories of the pandemic
Ignorance can be bliss.
I wish I had never learned the “breed” name for my little pandemic puppy.
My father’s Senior Living Community in Arizona is sealed like a zip-lock doggie bag.
No family in or out. The “inmates” can walk the courtyard but not outside the building.
I’ve had dogs that liked me, but they always “loved” other people. This past few weeks I found a dog that actually loves me. If I’m lucky, for the next 15 years, I won’t be able to take a shit by myself.
For the first time in 35 years together, the Bear and I are doing a little bit of hoarding.
I know what you are thinking, and fuck you. It’s just a little bit of hoarding, and it’s not for us.
Just when I think Americans and their leaders are so fucked-up, the country hardly deserves to survive, we do something as a group I can finally salute.
For not the first time in a decade, the man cave has come in handy.
Originally posted on Stephen Metcalfe:
? In my house, my place of escape, refuge, privacy, contemplation and uninterrupted reading is on the toilet. When the going gets tough, the tough get going and I go to the bathroom. Excuse me, I’ll say! I have to go sit for…
I’m not one of these nuts that wants to spread the virus or let grandparents die to “save” the economy. All these deaths from Covid-19 are preventable, and we should do everything we can to save each person.
But now is a good time for a little perspective.
With this pandemic, it’s morning zoom and night.
By that I mean I’m lucky enough to be on non-stop conference calls with Zoom — the best of the fucked-up softwares that make every virtual meeting feel like it’s taking place in a busy bus terminal.
One of the things I like about tennis is the built in “physical distancing.” Even in doubles there’s 4 people in 2808 square feet.
Originally posted on Stephen Metcalfe:
I wrote this about fifteen years ago but the idea that we be there for one another, that we provide hope, seems even more timely now. * As I’ve gotten older I’ve had a harder and harder time with the concept of hope. …
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