I got one last reminder about my Botox appointment tomorrow at 10:53 PM. Still got it, guys.

I tried the "walking with a mask to work" today (I'm working in an office alone and it's the only way I can work right now. There's minimal risk). There is a hill on my way to work. I gave up just before it and took off my mask so I can inhale more oxygen while walking. Thankfully there weren't people around me most of the time so I could do it, but the walks now make me miss undisturbed oxygen supply.

Also, it feels like a Sunday. How's everyone doing?

I had a dream last night that they reopened the library but had rearranged everything and everyone else seemed to know all about it but nobody had told me. And in the dream I suddenly realized nobody was wearing face masks or social distancing.

Also I was carrying a spoon around.

So, a pretty basic snapshot of my psychology right now!

Edit: I don't know what the spoon means, though. Thoughts?

Making cookies solves everything?

Yay, you still have one spoon?

My waking dream seemed to go on forever. I was a Chinese restaurant owner/chef. There was only one customer and he didn't like my preparation of the first dinner (oxtails, ewww), so I brought him a second meal of the same, then he saw that I had some variety of chicken that I can't recall and he was all annoyed that if I had told him I had the chicken he never would have ordered the oxtail. So I brought him the chicken. Then for the next seemingly endless hours I debated with myself, meditated, talked to my wife, and tried to resolve how I would charge him. I think, but cannot be sure, that I ended up giving him a bill for the 3 meals but told him he owed me nothing and that it was clearly an unsatisfactory experience for both of us so he should not return.

So, lesson learned is that I am grateful that I am not neither a Chinese dude or a restaurant owner.

Oh, make some noise! It is NoiseDesign's birthday today. Woo! Happy birthday!

When I suffer through the broadcasting from home segments on the news I often think that the quality surely pains Drew even more than it pains me. (If he indulges in the bleak broadcasts at all) Yesterday, I think, I saw Nancy Pelosi from her kitchen and it was the absolute worst. Barely understandable. A quarter of them are well done, maybe half okay considering the circumstances, and another quarter just really need tech support urgently.

Happy birthday, ND!

The closest I get to a vegetable is green powder thrown in a smoothie.

I thought maybe I'd start cooking and baking during this enforced at-home time, but no. Like Popeye and Jehovah, I am what I am.

Our farmers market has changed to drive-through pick-up of preorders in a local park, instead of wandering through a downtown parking lot.

I love sourdough bread, but I'm definitely not baking my own. It takes too many of my spoons just to make an omelette. I don't know where all my spoons went.

The masks make it hard to breathe. I think they must be especially hard on asthmatics. I get anxiety whenever something's covering my face.

Toddson, thanks for the heads-up about water stagnating in unused offices.

I miss a few very specific people, but I'm actually starting to feel the relief of not having to interact with the general public on a daily basis.

Me too. Except for a handful of friends/family, I'm not missing people at all. I'm actually anxious about the end of the pandemic restrictions and having to go into the office and interact with people. I'm doing video chats with co-workers every other day and that's enough for me. My co-workers are talking about how they miss the office and I'm like... what?

Still looking forward to Katie moving in, though. As Buffy said about Spike, I can be alone with her here.

Laura, that's a fascinating dream. Do you ever wonder if sometimes we drop into other people's lives for a bit?

Do you ever wonder if sometimes we drop into other people's lives for a bit?

That sure is hell is what it felt like. I suffered for this guy!

Zen - and anyone else who may be interested - the CDC has advice on reopening buildings that have been closed down for a while.

It's one of those things people don't think about until something happens (why does that sound so familiar?).

Happy Birthday ND!

At the very least, it will be memorable.

I had a dream last night that they reopened the library but had rearranged everything and everyone else seemed to know all about it but nobody had told me. And in the dream I suddenly realized nobody was wearing face masks or social distancing.

Also I was carrying a spoon around.

Was it a wooden spoon? Did you hit them with it, flea?