We resisted as long as we could, but yesterday we finally had to don our masks and leave the house for the first time in a couple of weeks. I had to stop at the post office to mail a couple of items off, then we went to Publix for groceries. And just like every time we have been there, maybe half the people were wearing masks, and a lot of them are ignoring the one-way arrows on the aisles and standing together talking. We were glad to get what we needed and get out of there. Then we stopped at Walgreens for a couple of things and came home.
I know a lot of places are opening up, and I have friends who keep telling me that COVID-19 is all a hoax and way overblown, but we are going to do what is right for us. I remember when I was learning how to drive, my dad was in the car with me and someone was riding my bumper, even though I was doing the speed limit. I started to speed up and my dad said “no, let him go around you. You’re doing the speed limit and you’re an inexperienced driver. If you wind up in a ditch, that clown isn’t going to stop and pull you out and he’s not going to pay to fix your car.” I have always remembered that. Then, many years ago, I was invited to take part in a celebrity stock car race in our little hometown in Arizona. When I got in the car, the fellow who owned it and raced there every week told me, “don’t worry about the other guy, just drive your own race.” I remember that, too. By the way, that was my first and only time driving a race car, and I won. Yes, we may be overcautious, but we will do our thing and let everybody else do theirs.
Does anyone else hate the Geico commercial with the cloggers, or it just me? I have a hard time deciding which is worse, those commercials or the Liberty Mutual ads with Doug and LiMu the Emu. Hey Geico, bring back the gecko. Or even better, the caveman!
The other day I posted on Facebook that we had binge watched all of the episodes of Call The Midwife and Bloodline on Netflix and were looking for something new to watch on either Netflix or Amazon Prime. I got a lot of good suggestions and have a list of shows we will check out. But last night as I was looking through Netflix I saw the movie Jersey Boys, based on the story of Frankie Valli and the Four Seasons. It was an excellent movie and we both loved all the old songs we used to listen to on the car radio when we were youngsters. If you get a chance, check it out.
Today I will make the last of the changes to my new book and print it out so Terry can begin proofing it. As I’ve said many times, quite often the characters take control of things, and the storyline changes when I am writing a book. That happened in this one too, but something else happened. The original title I planned on using was Big Lake Dispensary because the story is about a robbery at a medical marijuana dispensary. But as it turns out, more people ended up dead than I expected, and the title changed to Big Lake Massacre. As I’ve said more than once, I don’t write the books, I just repeat what the voices in my head tell me.
Be sure to enter our latest Free Drawing. This week’s prize is an RV camping journal donated by Barbara House. Barbara makes several variations of these, and they all have pages where you can list the date, weather, where you traveled to and from that day, beginning and ending mileage, campground information including amenities at RV sites, a place for a campground rating, room to record activities, people met along the way, reminders of places to see and things to do the next time you’re in the area, and a page for notes for each day. To enter, click on this Free Drawing link or the tab at the top of this page and enter your name (first and last) in the comments section at the bottom of that page (not this one). Only one entry per person per drawing please, and you must enter with your real name. To prevent spam or multiple entries, the names of cartoon or movie characters are not allowed. The winner will be drawn Sunday evening.
Thought For The Day – The biggest problem with stupid people is that they aren’t smart enough to realize they are stupid.