Oh no, my therapy session is canceled for Good Friday. Now sure I could kill someone and win on an insanity defense, but I don’t want to kill anyone. I’ll have to find another silver lining. I did; it gives me time to leave the house. I’ve been very good about isolating but I need some exercise and some food. I just have to be home in time to see Terre Roche sing a song for her birthday at the time she was born. I love that I have friends that do things like that.
I keep thinking that I’m handling the isolating well, but it is having its effect. I need to do a better job getting myself doing things. It’s part of why I’m writing even though I have no idea what I’m going to write about. It will give me a feeling of accomplishment. One thing I have to do today is call someone on the phone. I missed that yesterday. At least I got to talk to Joy a bit via Facebook as we both watched Mike + Ruthy do a streaming concert. Joy lives in Melbourne so it’s a special treat to watch a concert with her. We don’t get to do that often. We both got shoutouts. It’s like the old day seeing Da Vinci’s Notebook when whoever I was sitting with and I would get called out from the stage. Of course, DVN called us stalkers. Bernie defended Carey once. “No Carey’s nice!”
I wrote that yesterday. So much for the feeling of accomplishment. I got that from doing a massive load of laundry. I feel much better knowing that I now have week’s worth of clean underwear. I realize now that should have just washed sweats, t-shirt, and linens, and slipper socks. I hardly wear anything else.
It’s now the next day, Sunday. I have so many shows to stream today. I’m going to try and write this while listening to Pete and Maura. If I wait I’ll never write this. Maybe they’ll inspire me and not just distract me. I just amused myself with a typo. I saw that in the previous paragraph I wrote underware. I should blame that on my softwear. I meant softwear, all I’m wearing is soft clothing now. Yes folks, you are getting stream of consciousness.
Yesterday I went on an expedition to Aldi. After staying home for a week, I walked 1.9 miles. I did a good job of avoiding people and took another survey of mask wearing. This sounds like a lot of people but it’s not, remember I walked a long way, so they were spread out. 123 with masks 59 without. Several people had a mask over their mouth but not nose and I counted them as no mask. What’s the point? What’s weirder is how many people that had masks but didn’t put them over their face and mask. Do they think wearing them around their neck helps? I suspect that they thought that they’d put them on when the came near people but then kept forgetting to do it. I saw the most people on Broadway which makes sense as that’s a main shopping thoroughfare. It’s the reason I was there. That’s where I spotted the COVID-19 spreader of the day. That should be an award that people post nominees for on Facebook. This guy had no mask on. So far not that special. Then I heard him snorting to clear his nose. Then he picked his nose and flicked what came out on the ground. Then he squeegeed the remaining fluid in his nose onto his bare hand. I do not want to touch the next doorknob he touches. I was fortunate. I passed him as I came to the stairs up to the elevated 1 train station. I put that between me and him.
I also came up with a new social distancing walking rule. While I always walk on the extreme right of the sidewalk I see someone approach with a dog on a leash in her right hand I go to the extreme left and keep the dog in between us. I don’t get why they aren’t walking on their right side of the sidewalk with their dog on the grass. That’s how I walked my dog.
Speaking of dogs after dinner I called Katherine. No! I’m not calling Katherine a dog. Shame on you. But when she talks on the phone her dog thinks she’s talking to her so sits with her. I love that Katherine saw it from Bella’s point of view. “You’re talking, I’m the only one here. You must be talking to me.” There’s a reason my friends are my friends. There’s also because they are the few that will put up with me. I had a message conversation with Barry debating who would win in a Talmudic dispute between Hillel and Superman. No, Hillel does not have access to kryptonite.
I was up late talking to Katherine and then didn’t go right to sleep so I went to sleep much later than usual. I still woke up at 8AM. That’s when I set my alarm to play the WFUV question of the day, but my alarm didn’t go off. My body is just well trained. I looked at my phone to see if all settings were right. Why didn’t the alarm go off? It looked right so went to the Question of the Day Facebook group to check out the day’s question. There was nothing new posted. Then I looked to see what day it was. It’s Sunday; the QotD is Monday – Friday. It’s very easy to lose track of the days of the week now.
I decided to set aside yesterday for no streaming shows. Then ones I didn’t have on my calendar started popping up and I spent all evening watching live streaming concerts. It got so late that I decided to not make a real dinner and just have peanut butter on chocolate chip brioche. While I love peanut butter on chocolate chip brioche I feel better when I make a hot meal. This morning I made French toast with the chocolate chip brioche. I put European butter and real maple syrup on it because when I indulge I indulge. I cooked it in bacon fat just to honor Pesach. That’s not true, I do that on Yom Kippur, but I enjoy Pesach. I had matzoh brei a few days ago and have had matzoh every day. There are high holy day Jews, I’m a Pesach Jew. I care about the Seder and I like Matzoh. I also like the theme even though it’s all based on lies. The Jews were never slaves in Egypt. But I like that during the Seder we say, “We were slaves in Egypt” not “They were slaves.” We identify with the oppressed. It’s similar to “We are all Berliners.” Of course, the Book of Joshua then ruins it by saying how the Jews enslaved a tribe when they got to Israel. We don’t talk about that part at the Seder. We should all identify with the oppressed and put ourselves in their place.
I had thoughts about Easter today. In early Christianity Good Friday was the primary holiday. Easter was an appropriated pagan holiday that was adopted to celebrate the resurrection of Jesus. To the modern mind, at least this Jewish atheist’s modern mind, which seems like something better to celebrate than Jesus being crucified. I missed the point. Jesus’s sacrifice was when humanity was saved. That’s the climax of the story of the world. Early on humanity falls in the Garden of Eden, with the crucifixion humanity is saved. Most of you get that and it’s not my point. It just leads to my point. I compared it to something I can more easily relate too. The crucifixion is the destruction of the One Ring in the Cracks of Doom. Everything after that is epilogue. The trip back to Shire, the Scourging of the Shire, and the resurrection is Frodo and Bilbo passing into the uttermost West. That I can feel.
I’m afraid to look at how many concerts I have booked for the rest of the day. I’ll be missing some. I haven’t been able to read a book, but somebody sent me a magazine article and I want to read that. I’ll also watch some TV. Why is this the day that Susan Werner chose to sing her agnostic gospel songs. I love those. I have nothing to do yet not enough time to do everything. It is a puzzlement.
Wise Madness 