Our police department is in deep shit. They are unable to control those who need control. Protests turn into battles night after night. The mayor and the police chief say the right things but nothing changes on the street. It's not pretty. I'm very grateful that it's also not here in this neighborhood.
I do not believe there will be any baseball this year. I think the owners and the players are going to play chicken with the plans right up until there is no time left to play no matter what restrictions are used.
I doubt I will live long enough to get a good perspective but I'd be really interested in what the history books say about 2020.
I'm venturing out today. To Costco. Senior hour. Drugs. But, if the crowd is thin, I might get crazy and go down to the freezer section for ice cream.
Then home to my crochet. I can feel my dedication to that fucking treadmill slipping away. I need to figure out how to get it back. 15 minutes. A half mile, I seem to be able to do. The other half mile, not so much. I will at least get my Costco walk in today. That parking lot is gynormous and I park at the very far end.
Just now I need to shower. I cannot do my first outing dirty!