Here's yet Another day

Woke bathed sat. Listened to Dvorak's "Song to the Moon" on my fav radio station. Wandered my digs. Read a Queer story I wrote many years ago for one of my long ago nuked faggy pages. Found a 15 year old post card from a radio pal congratulating me. This on getting an audience rich time slot. 

Good timeslots is the currency of live broadcasting.

Planned dinner,...first things first. So went to market. Yes I stocked up last month. However that's my strategic reserve for when it gets bad. No it's not bad yet. Barely a few thousand dead.

Went out. All wear masks now. The message months late is getting through. On my block two ambulances. Rainbow lights flashing. Around the corner another. I looked down the parkway. In either direction I counted another five.

This at a random time on my few blocks.

The Virus is hitting it's first peak in the Emerald City. There will be more though this isn't in mainstream media yet. Look on the international medical sites these are speaking about it.

Few at market. No dairy nor paper goods,...none. Little bread. Meats very marked up. A pack of beef hot dogs is $14. dollars. However plenty of canned goods at normal prices. That, and about half of the frozen goods they used to have. It's the end of the weekend. 

I imagine they'll restock Monday or Tuesday...but will still price gouge.

It getting warmer. 

60's for a few days, but nights still sometimes cold. Trees budding more, and the sky is noticeably bluer. Industries in the region shut down or reduced.

About that old story the faggy one from so many years ago,...it was sweet. Later today or night if I'm up to it I'll post it. An artifact of another time.

Stay safe.