Yo guys! Where's the social distancing? Early AM flocking, Malibu's lineup. 3/26/2020 |
Self-destroyer, wreck your health
Destroy your friends, destroy yourself
The time device of self-destruction
Light the fuse and start eruption, yeah
(Yeah, it goes like this, here it goes)
Paranoia, the destroyer
(Here's to paranoia)
Paranoia, the destroyer
(Hey hey, here it goes)
Paranoia, the destroyer
(And it goes like this!)
-The Kinks, Destroyer
There has been a viral eruption as of late. I will expound. When I do these blog posts, I incorporate the use of Thesaurus.com. Sometimes to get fancy. Sometimes to find a word that takes away the anxiety of the moment. This is one of those moments. Target had been indisposed over the last few weeks. Myself and LWatt were indisposed for a period during that time as well. Fortunately, we've all been on the mend. Crazy times, a world pandemic. That's right, GLOBAL. Everything has been shut down except the essentials; groceries, gas, beer, wine, liquor. Restaurants and dives have been limited to take-out. If they're open at all. Seems like the entire OC is vacant.
Social distancing is the new vogue. To decrease the spread, or flatten the curve so to speak. In short, and in the interest of safety, the Quest has been put on temporal hold. Thus, I muse. As we watch the news each night, I'm not sure what grows the fear more, the media or the politicians.
Helloooooo...? |
Waiting for the signs to come down. |