COVID-19, Day 75

Today is Thursday.

COVID-19, Day 74

The sun’s gonna rise again tomorrow and this whole morbid shitshow is gonna pick up where it left off and I’m just really really tired.

COVID-19, Day 73

I've found a new way to avoid the waking horror that's crippling a lot of us: work feverishly on a side project. Sure, it doesn't stop the nightmares, and you have to stop working at some point due to either physical or mental fatigue. But when the work has you in its grasp, nothing else can break in and molest your attention.

COVID-19, Day 72

Random thoughts in no particular order:

  • I added a dark theme to my blog yesterday. It respects your OS’s light/dark settings. I’m pretty happy with how it turned out.
  • According to the mayor of Lake of the Ozarks, that pool party video I posted yesterday was recorded at one of at least a dozen similar events around town.
  • This season of Rick & Morty has been really good.
  • White House adviser Kevin Hassett referred to American workers as “human capital stock” in an interview. I don’t think I’ve ever heard a more vile euphemism in my life. I hope that guy gets his testicles caught on a doorknob.

And with that, I think it’s time to re-up George Carlin’s bit on euphemistic language. Enjoy:

Monday 25th of May 2020

I protested the day after inauguration. I called my state officials over and over for months in 2017. You know what it amounted to? Absolutely dick. Zero. Not a thing. I’m still frustrated by it. And I haven’t bothered to call or write to my reps since. They don’t care.