Well, it was seeming like this whole pandemic thing was receding in the rear-view mirror -- we opened a show last Friday, we've basically stopped wearing masks except when we're indoors someplace that's not home (which is rare), we joined a pool and we've been mingling outdoors with maskless greasy people -- but then I just read something about the Delta Variant that will apparently overrun the world now. Hmmm.
I have mixed emotions about things going back to normal, but I definitely don't feel like doing the whole lockdown thing again. I want my kids to be out of this damned house. I want to not be wearing a mask all the time.
I discovered the other day while cussing at people in traffic that I can do a not-too-shabby Al Pacino impression. So far, my favorite thing to say in his voice is, "Step on the gas, you fucking cocksucker." Which is offensive, I know, but ever since I watched DEADWOOD, "cocksucker" has been a cussword of choice for me. I apologize for my use of the word.
