
Game Night


The Boston Bruins have defeated the Carolina Hartford Whalers Hurricanes in their first round playoff match up, four games to one.
And there was much rejoicing.

On to the second round!

Remember the South Park episode where the kids all got chicken pox and they called it chicken herpes and Eric Cartman filled a bathtub with Calamine Lotion?
I’m hoping that last part was accurate….
At least there is a cool fountain outside of my window. There’s your upside, right?

(This is not COVID-19 related)
Raise your hand if you’re terrified of going into the lion’s den…..

Early impressions are poison ivy (I guessed that) and acute tendinitis (I didn’t guess that).
I watched the final episode of Agents of Shield yesterday. It was a lovely farewell, but it made me sad. I used to watch the show with the kids. New episodes were a big deal. They gave up on it after a couple of seasons, but I pressed on. It still connected me to them in some weird way, even if they didn’t agree. That’s why I’m sad that it’s over.
Last night, in my sad, I started watching from season one, episode one. I was hoping to binge all seven seasons today, but I don’t think I’ll finish it. Oh well, I can keep going tomorrow too.
The Convenient MD clinic in Windham has, according to it’s website, an x-ray machine on site. They are open from 8:00am to 8:00pm and they don’t require an appointment, even in these dark coronaviral days.
So I’m going tomorrow. I wanted to wait until after the kids leave tomorrow afternoon, but instead I think I am going to try to be there when they open so I can get in and out before work. Is my hand broken? I seriously doubt it. Something is strained or torn or swollen or something. Tylenol helps. It hasn’t gotten better at all yet though, and it might still be getting worse, so I have to do it.
Then there is this rash on my arm. That is much worse than yesterday. It hasn’t reached the point where it’s more worrisome than the thumb, but it’s getting there and it’s getting there fast. Also… I think it might be spreading. I wonder if I brushed against something poisonous while I was cutting vines and weeds at my parents house last week. No clue.
I’m not going today because that would mean a full day of exposing the kids to anything I might be exposed to while I’m there. If I go before work tomorrow the exposure time will be greatly reduced, and while I’m working I generally just stay hidden in the bedroom anyway.
You can tell we are in a global pandemic and a massive lockdown by the size of the gigantic party going on down the street right now. There are at least a dozen cars lining the road.
What the fuck is wrong with people?