An eventful couple of days

It's getting gnarly, as we enter our eighth week of lock down.  It is far from lock down. There are a few minor inconveniences, but if we're complaining, we're privileged. People are dying and our president is denying all responsibility. There are protests to open up the economy and not have to wear masks going on around the country. They look big on tv, but it's really just a bunch of idiots with small penises who are allowed to bombard a state capitols. If these assholes were black, there would be no protest going on. You don't even have to actually have a gun to get shot by the police when you are black. 

We are at just over a million cases in the United States. Yesterday, we passed the sad milestone of 58,353 dead in the Viet Nam War. 58,425 people. Human beings. In two months, more people have died in two months in 2020, than in the entire Vietnam war, which was twenty years long. I have to type this so I can see it on paper to realize this is a real thing. That's how unbelievable things are. In addition to pandemics and possible war with Iran or Iraq or whoever Donald Trump incites, we now are plagued by murderous hornets. What the actual fuck? Don't get on me about my use of that word. It encompasses every feeling I have about what is going on today. 

Today, i actually had something to do. As I do most days, I got my latte extra shot at my favorite drive through coffee kiosk. It is worth 4.25 every day to keep this local business afloat. I get to interact with humans for 3 minutes, and I go away with the drink that will start my day on the right path. 

After that, I headed to Lowe's, so I could get a gift card for Aunt Jean's birthday. The place was mobbed. I wore my mask into the star, picked out the card, and headed to a line for the cashier. They went back miles. I was really cranky when i drove into the parking lot and saw no empty spaces. I thought standing in line would be a nightmare, which it was, especially because i was suffocating under my mask, but the misery lasted no less than 15 minutes. The lines at Lowe's are tricky because of the huge carts they have for lumber and other big things. 

When I got out of Lowe's and away from all those people breathing on me, I drove to Lake Hermann Recreation Area. Of course, nearly every parking spot was taken. But i found I spot overlooking the late. I texted my brother, because this was the spot where I made my first phone call to him and heard his voice. 

Tonight, we celebrated Jean's birthday at Chris and Nancy's. There were only six of us. I feel guilty but obviously not guilty enough not to do it. 

My landlord asked me the other day where I go every day. I told him that I drove around and that I sat at Mare Island, under the eucalyptus trees. He's afraid I will bring the virus home. And he stresses whenever he hears me cough or sneeze, which is rarely.