It’s almost Howdy Doody Time! (Scheduled to post at 1 p.m. CDT)
As you’re sheltered in your home, try listening to some music (like this mix), read a book or just go for a walk. We will get through this!
If the Founding Fathers knew how bad this country would become, they never would have founded it. Talk about Sophie’s Choice!
One day I will have all my sh*t straight and be able to post photos from my so-called life. Until then, I’ll pull a reverse Costanza. My little, old Italian grandmother needs my attention.
Once the quarantines are over, make sure to find a music store (i.e., one you can visit) or attend a concert!
There are things I couldn’t say in my letters that I would want to tell you in person before I asked the other questions I mentioned. Of course, the first question would be -- will you go out with me?
If you’re not into wall-to-wall coverage of the coronavirus, there’s soaps, reruns and talk shows to watch on TV. So would I sound like an ingrate if I complain about that? These days I wonder whether we’ll ever be able to complain about anything, which makes me wonder whether free speech is dead, which makes me sad and sends me back to a soap opera where the world keeps turning.
I don’t plan to post them yet because my brother is the one who likes to be the center of attention (he’d say otherwise), but some of my videos are of things other than my cat sleeping, although that’s what is usually happening at my house. And lately I’ve been finding random old photos.
And I caved in and agreed to FaceTime. It’s hard to say no to my nieces, especially when they have a new kitten. She’ll probably make an appearance on my Facebook page.