COVID-19, Day 62

Tonight is national pizza party day. We're ordering out for the second time since this whole thing started. I'm excited to have a night off from cooking. Not so pumped about getting a potentially contaminated pizza box, but pizza seems far less risky than other options. Minimal packaging, easy to transfer to another container, and we can toss it in the oven for a few minutes of high-heat germ obliteration.

I realize I'm being paranoid. I get it. But some experts are saying that 70% of the US is going to get infected and I see it as a challenge to stay in the 30% that doesn't.

Speaking of what day it is, we picked up one of these National Day calendars as a goof at the end of last year. It's turned out to be pretty handy during the apocalypse. Every week, we look at what nonsense things are being celebrated in the next seven days. We pick one, and we make it a family thing. It gives us something to look forward to and a reason to have a tiny party. It ain't much, but it helps.

And because I can't think of “pizza party” without remembering the TMNT arcade game, I installed MAME on my Mac, downloaded the ROM, connected my Switch's Pro Controller, and we're off to the races.