COVID Senior Lockdown, Day 61

Yesterday was 60 days since the two-week lockdown started. My, how time flies.

But lots has been happening recently. The Governor announced lifting of the stay-at-home rule (effective at the end of Day 59. Poetic, somehow.) and replacing it with a semi-voluntary safer-at-home suggestion. But he left local implementation and/or acceptance to the local poohbahs in the counties and cities. Chaos reigns. Open here, closed there, in-between elsewhere. All I know is that I can’t get my hair cut in my county, but I can go to the next county and get it done. Which I probably will, ‘cause the Missus has contacts there. I miss my regular stylist lady, who’s been out of work since The Beginning. But what can you do? I need a trim; it’s a basic human right. It’s nuts.

And why doesn’t “contact tracing” scare the hell out of everybody?

There have been a lot of politicians, experts, and mediaites who should know better on TV lately, Zooming from their exemplarily compliant home quarantines. If they’re going to do this, they need new cameras that aren’t built into the bottom of the screens of their laptops, which is the default configuration of many newer PCs. What you’re saying isn’t interesting enough for us to spend the time looking up your nose.

We saw two young teenagers heading down the street on self-propelled skateboards (I sure with we’d had those.) and carrying fishing rods. Not sure what they were trolling for, but it’s legal under the “fishing for sustenance” clause. BTW, are we all tired of “an abundance of caution” yet?

I can’t help it. This just came to me after seeing her on the news the other night addressing her Michigan constituents.