While other people ignore the warnings and pack the airports, there will be no big Savage family Thanksgiving. Can’t have 20-plus people gather in 2020.
After 7 months of lockdown, we broke my dad out of the old folks home.
This “re-opening” shit is giving me Deja-Vu.
It’s either a glitch in the Matrix, or I’ve been watching too many fucking documentaries, and I spent too much time with my grandfather.
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.
For not the first time in a decade, the man cave has come in handy.
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.
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. …