Thursday miscellanea #541

I’ve been mostly isolated since Monday. I made a single there-and-back trip to the post office on Tuesday. Lea is doing all of our grocery shopping, which helps a great deal.
I’m finding most of the coronavirus chatter insufferable. From the finger-wagging to the socially indifferent, the pandemic has emboldened assholes all over the spectrum.
It’s been hard to write for pleasure.
I have plans to get to Bark & Barrel and Anaheim Chili this weekend. Independent restaurateurs are some of my favorite merchants, and this is going to be very hard on them. If you like having them around, do what you can to support them.
I was hopeful we’d get to keep our planned spring break trip, because we go to a private, uncrowded beach at which it is easy to maintain proper spacing. Alas, the governor took it off the table this afternoon. I don’t know what we’ll do now. As an opening salvo, I reduced my planned leave consumption from five days to two.
Lea and I rented A Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood. It is delightful, and you will cry. And I’m not a fan particularly, but I’m not sure anyone could have done as fine a job with Fred Rogers as Tom Hanks did.
Want to see and hear Betty White read Harry the Dirty Dog? I think you do.