March 16th, 2020


"I can't talk, I got to go. Don't call me back..."

I sat down to do this entry and discovered I'm not in the mood and there's really nothing to say. There was a little sun today, but mostly clouds. OIur high was 75˚F, and now it's 63˚F.

I didn't write.

More Vikings.

And the surreality of hearing that San Francisco is in lock down. Love in a time of Covid-19.

Later Taters,

10:46 p.m.