Okay, so today was the first day I actually left my house since the stay in place order was issued. I finally had no option but to go to the grocery store to finally get the items that were not available at the non-panic panic shopping trip I made. I made a normal grocery shopping trip during everyone else’s panic shopping, horrible choice but necessary nonetheless.
Today, once again, it was necessary. I’ve been without eggs for two weeks so, really, I had no choice. So, outward into the unknown wild I went. And ya know what, other than people seeming to be in a little more of a bad mood than usual, things seemed pretty normal. Most of the shelves were fully stocked, people didn’t really seem touchy about the whole stay six feet away from each other thing yet they didn’t seem overly concerned about enforcing that space around themselves either. There were signs on the floor at the checkout showing where you could stand to be a safe distance from the person in front and behind you but other than that, it’s really up to you to maintain that six feet.
Also, apparently the city doesn’t much care if you are out and about. So, I guess this is an “on your honor” kind of thing, counting on the fact that MOST will comply, but knowing that not ALL will. This, in theory, will at least contain and slow the spread of the virus.
Okay. If THEY say so.
Honestly, I don’t really leave my house much anyways since I do all this work from home anyways. Still, I must admit there was an eerie feeling walking out of my house and getting into my car. It felt like I was walking out into the real unknown, like somehow the world had changed. It looks the same, sounds the same, smells the same. But it almost feels like a non-deserted ghost town. I know that sounds strange, but that’s the best way to describe it. I walk outside and I don’t see anybody. I go to the store and I see people, but no one seems to acknowledge anyone else. It’s like we know that there is life going on, but we almost don’t see it or don’t acknowledge it. Even if it’s right in front of our eyes.
It just feels like a different world out there right now. And I gotta be honest, it’s creeping me out.
Thank you for reading and stay tuned!!!
Okay, so apparently, everyone in my metro area deems themselves “essential workers”. Nobody is staying home. The morning traffic heading North into the major downtown area, the heart of the metro, where all the courts are, municipal buildings, tall non-city office buildings…all these people are still going to work. And the city construction workers, NOT the INDEPENDENT construction workers, the CITY ones are out there every day working on the highway that nobody is supposed to be on and they are NOT practicing social distancing.
Now, you may be wondering how I know all this, seeing as how I am at home, giving up my civil liberties…
I know someone who has a special permission slip from the Government allowing them to go to work because the company they work for makes what is deemed “an essential product”, a hand sanitizer. The company has permission to remain open but on a skeleton crew. They are very limited on what they are allowed to be doing right now. However, this person happens to be driving into the local office every day. Daily I ask this person various questions about what they see and hear while outside their home for work. I trust this person very much that I am getting the truth about what they see.
Also, I watch the news.
Now that we have all of that settled. SOMETHING CRAZY DID happen right in front of my house last night. I don’t know if the people across the street are hunkered down in their house just getting stoned out of their minds on whatever they can get their hands on or if they just pick the wrong people to have in their lives or if it’s a combination of many things BUT…
Last night, around 2:30am, some crazy chick is screaming outside my house in the street. She wasn’t screaming out for help or anything like that. This chick was about to have a total smackdown with someone, all yelling “oh no he didn’t, I’ll kill his ass!” and stuff like that. WHAT??? What the hell did this guy do that makes this chick think he needs to DIE???? Next thing ya know, two police cruisers and one police SUV are parked in front of my driveway. SMH. I tell ya, this isn’t the first time she’s come running out of that house yelling some crazy stuff. Last time it was her dressed in her dirtiest laundry with what looked like three-week dirty hair pulled back with a spa headband (like a workout headband) and barefoot, screaming and hollering at some little red Honda driving off, then screaming at nobody as she walked back into the house.
Being who I am I’ve done a little online research on that house. It’s amazing what you can find out about people online for free. And I can tell you, THAT is a troubled house. There’s some real off stuff going on over there…and I’m not just being like a Mrs. Kravitz over here (“Abner! Abner!”) Yeah…no. This house has a couple messed up residents. Unfortunately, the rest of the neighbors are usually asleep when all the juicy stuff like this happens and they don’t seem to have a lot of daytime activity over there across the street, so I highly doubt that the rest of the neighbors around here really know what’s going on over there. Besides, I also doubt they took any kind of time to look anything or anyone up.
Now, I don’t know how long they lock themselves up in that house on a normal basis, but I’m home all the time, all day and all night, every day, every night. And my living room window is pretty much a straight shot to their driveway. So, I would see if they leave or have company…both are a rarity. So, I don’t know if being confined to the house is getting to them or if because of the stay at home order their dealer won’t let them re-up (because, full transparency, this chick looks like crack on crack, any skinnier and paler and she’d be death warmed over, just sayin’, I’ve seen some shit in my day okay?) or if it’s the stress and panic getting to them or what…but shit definitely came to a head last night. Luckily, no one died. Personally, I don’t think us women should be allowed to make such decisions (life and death) under such high stress circumstances…such as a crazy, drugged-out rage. Just my opinion. I mean, what if all dude did was leave his dirty socks in the living room or left the cap off the toothpaste? Does a man deserve to DIE for either of those offenses? (Maybe that guy DID need a hardhat after all! Have you purchased yours?) I mean, we ARE still living in civilization amongst fairly civilized people, are we not? I’m starting to wonder myself.
Anywho, there WAS a pretty nice thunderstorm last night. Not really part of the end of days or anything, but I suppose if you wanted to twist things to fit a theory anything’s possible. I personally enjoy thunderstorms. I sleep very well during them. And things just seem cleaner and more appealing after a storm. I don’t know, it’s just refreshing and nice.
Still no zombies, well, unless the cracked-out chick across the street counts. But even then, that’s not like they’re walking down the street in droves. And I promise the stuff I heard pelting my house last night was just acorns and big fat raindrops, maybe a few little twigs from trees. Not the sky falling in little pieces. Rain does NOT count as the sky itself falling. I’m not gonna go into the science behind rain, but it’s not THE SKY.
So, sit back, relax, continue watching all the epidemic movies the cable companies have chosen to flood the programming with. (Like that’s gonna keep panic down, people are watching these movies as a video version of a how-to manual from crying out loud. It’s Hollywood people, even if they are close to getting it right, they MAKE UP the ending so, it’s not like you can count on that to be accurate anyways.)
So, all is still well here in the heartland of Crazy Town aka USA. Hopefully, the chick across the street doesn’t invite friends over for the weekend.
Thank you for reading and stay tuned!
I’d love to be able to tell you that some crazy shit popped off today in front of my house or that I witnessed a WWF smackdown at the grocery store while shopping for the ever-elusive toilet paper, but honestly, I just can’t. I know everyone wants to hear that this lockdown, which is really a stay in place order, is ruining our way of life. I personally, don’t agree with it, but hey, nobody in the Government, the CDC, the WHO, the Task Force they got running this shitshow or anyone else in charge called me up and said “Hey, as an average middle class American, what do YOU think? Since ya know, this shit is going to screw you, not me? I’m part of the 1% that runs this country and owns half its wealth…I’m not gonna suffer no matter what we do. So, what do you think, oh low class constituent of mine?”
So, again, as I have told you before, life is going on. I mean, sure I haven’t ACTUALLY left my house since SUNDAY. And no one in my neighborhood is coming outside really, and I must tell you, I definitely have some of those neighbors that like to work on their yards and stuff constantly. But no. They are staying inside, perhaps in their bomb shelters huddled up against mounds of paper towels. (To you west coasters, basements and cellars aren’t illegal here, we love that shit, we require that shit because of Tornado Alley. But I’m not talking smack against the west coast. I lived in SoCal for four years. A mile from the beach. So, don’t hate.) East coast, I don’t know what y’all’s rules are concerning basements with the hurricanes and all.
But still, I will get half serious for about two seconds and admit that the number of cases and death toll in my state is climbing every day. So OBVIOUSLY what we are doing…isn’t working. So, I can only assume it’ll get worse before it gets better. And I’m not just talking about the virus. I’m talking about what the government will do since what they’ve done have basically been as effective as an elevator in an outhouse. Aw damn, and that’s where the seriousness stops, I guess. I’m sorry, I just can’t help but laugh when I picture an elevator in an outhouse. If you’re straight city folk I just don’t know that you’ll find that as funny as I do. But go for it! Live a little! In your house though. Don’t go out anywhere.
And for my older readers, if y’all are out there…you’ll feel me on this. There’s an old song by The Kington Trio called The Tijuana Jail. In a strange way, I feel like being captive in my house is a little like that song. You go out to have fun and the next thing you know you can’t leave. And there’s no one to help you so you’re just stuck. And in the jail, they get essential services just like we get now. Just a thought. And if you think bringing up that song shows my age, it doesn’t necessarily. It shows my Dad’s age more than mine. But I don’t mind. I love that song. Millennials will think it’s too old and really young people will think it’s dumb, but I think it’s great and I really think it’s a good analogy for my current situation…except I have technology. Thank goodness. But those guys can’t post bail to get out and there’s nothing they can do about it and here I am stuck in my house (talk about a violation of civil liberties) and there’s nothing I can do about it. Same boat, different water. (P.S. If you can’t see the parallel, open your mind a little more, no offense.)
So, here I am, in my midwestern home of a semi-jail. It’s like jail with work-release, better living conditions and way better food. Better company too. And pets. Okay so it’s a country club compared to actual jail but come on, when you get to come and go anywhere you want anytime you please and then you’re told you can’t for 30 days, believe me, that feels like unwarranted punishment. And from the buzz I hear, there’s a lot of uproar about the shutdown of the economy around here. I know we’re a metro area, but in truth, we’re actually kinda small town. So, we need our people to be able to work, kids go to school, etc. All of them. If this isn’t working, why continue?
Ugh, I’m finished trying to make sense out of nonsense. Government intelligence. Such a joke.
However, I DID notice the sky looks awful black tonight…is that a sign? Should we all get our hardhats and flashlights? If you have a miner’s hat, you are rockin’ it dude because you already got the flashlight on the hardhat!!!! You are already WINNING!
Another small but weird thing that happened today…now I can’t say if this is virus related or end of days related or anything like that BUT, I did see one of my cats staring at an ant on the breakfast table that had only two body parts and was writhing around. It was just one ant, a lone soldier out on patrol. But how did he become deformed???? Was it my cat playing with it? Or did he get in here that way and my cat was staring at it because he knew the ant wasn’t normal and was like “nah, I ain’t gonna touch that thing.”??? Did the ant get infected by this virus? Maybe if the ant had gotten ahold of some toilet paper or paper towel scraps, he might have made it. His squirming did seem inhumane to me. So, I took it upon myself to give him a soldier’s death and burial at sea…in my toilet. Oh, come on! He’s not an American soldier for crying out loud! I told you yesterday I hate bugs. (Here’s my rule on bugs and outdoor vermin and such: If I’m outside and I come across them, fine, I walk away, that’s their territory, their home. But if they choose to come in my house that means they are suicidal and will meet with certain death. Inside my territory, outside their territory. Very simple.)
I suppose that’s all for tonight. I suspect it’s safe to take your miner’s hat off, you probably don’t have to sleep in that. But I’d watch out for weird, awkward, deformed ants if I were you. If it’s a bug or insect and a cat won’t play with it, you KNOW something is wrong with it.
Thanks for reading and goodnight to all!!!!
Well, I thought today would be uneventful, but I was wrong. Just one hour and thirty-one minutes after the lockdown went into effect in my city, pink neon lights appeared outside my living room windows. They were only there but a minute. The cop cruisers and emergency vehicles around here have the standard red and blues. AND, neons on civilian vehicles are illegal here…soooo…WHAT were these pink neon lights that came and went so abruptly?
Do zombies radiate a pink glow? Is it aliens coming to attack us at our weakest, most ignorant moment? Oh wait, wait, serious question, totally serious, totally serious…is toilet paper or paper towel material known to glow a hot neon pink when it is used as a shield against a virus???? (This could explain why everyone felt the need to buy so much, they had knowledge others didn’t. Uh-huh, ever think of that?)
On another note…are infected young people glowing hot pink? Do we know if they get an aura about them as if they were radiating the virus in living color (see what I did there? Only us Gen Xers really know what I did there…hello my peeps!)?
So, other than this hot pink glow outside my window that lasted for all of fifteen seconds or so, apparently, life is pretty much business as usual out here. I guess there are a lot of people out here still able to work, thankfully. The economy is gonna need every bit of it.
Still, the pink glow haunts my mind. First of all, I hate pink. Second, to see something so odd through the blinds and not get a chance to verify the source is just about enough to make any detail-oriented person insane.
Oooooh ooooh ooh, what if it’s radiated zombies infected with the virus carrying around hoards of toilet paper and paper towels tee-peeing houses in hopes of preventing the aliens from coming to our planet and taking over our world?
The good news is yet again it was blue skies, normal sun, normal moon, no swarming insects. So, so far, I guess no Seals have been opened to initiate the end of the world. I haven’t personally seen any living dead walking around asking for food, toilet paper or spare change. Not that I would necessarily deny the request. It would depend on if they wanted to eat my brains or rip off my limbs or something like that. I mean, if they just wanted a cup of sugar, hey, that’s no problem. Just don’t leave any body parts or nasty ooze on my porch okay? And you can keep the cup.
I also haven’t noticed any weird or unusual behavior in my animals or in the neighborhood thus far. I’m not saying it won’t happen, just sayin’ it hasn’t happened yet. But I’m relatively certain I’m not the only one that saw “the pink glow” last night. Maybe there IS a mystery playing out among us. A conspiracy perhaps? Noooooo. That would never happen. Not in America. Or would it?
Stay tuned for more sarcasm describing the happenings of a day in the life of a midwestern lockdown.
P.S. Did you get your hardhat ordered? Ya know, if the sky DOES in fact start falling in pieces, we don’t really know if that shit is gonna hurt or not. But think of it this way…if someone drops a penny off of the top of the Empire State Building and it hits someone in the head, it could possibly kill them. So…what will a piece of sky do to your noggin, huh? Just a thought.
Okay, so less than 12 hours until lockdown goes into effect. Still no zombies. The sun hasn’t turned black like sackcloth, the sky isn’t falling in little pieces and the moon wasn’t like blood last night. SO, I think we’re okay as far as today goes for the chances of a zombie apocalypse or the end of the world. But, don’t get too comfortable locked in your homes. Things could change at any moment.
Now, I haven’t left my house today as it’s the last day before the lockdown and I assume every single person in the metro area is buzzing around trying to stockpile their bomb shelter. Honestly, I don’t want to get out amongst THAT madness. The other night at the grocery store was enough.
I will tell you that in my area, cable networking is planning to start running Christmas movies again to “help build hope and spirit” in the community in these dark times. Ummmm…didn’t we just get over Christmas? I mean, around here people are putting Christmas decorations back out in order to raise morale. Excuse me??? Apparently, their decorations don’t require 2 weeks of constant work like mine do. Seriously, at the holidays, it looks like Christmas puked all over my house. I just got it all taken down, organized and put away at the start of February. I am not getting all this stuff back out. And Christmas movies?? Really? Again…have we heard from the CDC or WHO that this virus is afraid or combatted by Christmas???
And here’s another thought. This virus was first known about by our government in November. The first case in the US was in January. Soooooo, wouldn’t logic lead us to believe that the aforementioned Christmas decorations might be contaminated and therefore should we not leave them stored away? Just a thought... It’s how my mind works. Christmas is sandwiched between November and January so contamination is definitely a possibility.
I think I’ll leave my Christmas décor in the attic for now, thank you very much.
Plus, and this cracks me up, I am seeing a lot of NEW commercials for new services to help through the lockdown, new sales to make spending easier, new products, etc. Now, according to the reactions of my local public, nobody plans on going anywhere, let alone to go out shopping for things that ARE NOT necessities. And while people are losing jobs and income and are being told they can’t go to work, and not everyone who is told they can’t work is getting paid mind you, these corporations like Sprint actually think NOW is the time that people are going to go buy that new $700 phone they DIDN’T buy last month when they knew they had income. Now that everything is up the air, NOW people will surely go spend frivolously and recklessly because you know, they have no income and of course, nobody has house payments or utilities to pay, no one has kids, no one has debt. Everyone is just sitting at home with no income coming in, all this overhead going out, and they are thinking “ya know, NOW is the time to buy a bunch of shit I can’t afford, let me get online and shop til I drop.”.
Yeeaaahhh, I don’t think that’s happening.
I’m still trying to sift through all the BS to find the logic in all of this. I’m still struggling. But, my good friends, don’t you worry. There IS a silver lining in all things bad, all things negative and we WILL find it. But, it’s definitely not the ease of buying a new $700 cell phone online (which honestly confuses me because you have been able to buy phones from the carriers online for years, and start new service, continue current contracts, etc., yet they are making it seem like this is all brand new because of the COVID-19 outbreak. Is it me or is that just messed up to use a global crisis to lie to your customers about services that already existed to try to generate more business during a failing economy?).
So, let’s recap…
No zombies. That’s a good thing. (Hey! Silver lining!!!!)
No skies falling. Always a plus. Might want to invest in a hardhat just in case though.
No blood moon in those skies. Could look cool…but if you’re a believer, Revelations says NO.
No sun black as like sackcloth. This is also a plus. I don’t think a black sun is a particularly good sign at any point. It just seems like it would be bad all around, no matter what your faith is, yeah?
No military police or presence. There aren’t MPs on street corners making sure we stay in our houses. We aren’t be guarded and threatened with military assault weapons to get inside and stay there. (This is definitely a plus. If you think a military state would be better, just remember that in those conditions, you need permission from the government or military to get your mail, go sit on your porch, make a phone call, grill in your backyard, let alone leave your property. So, think about that.)
No swarms of locusts or bees or whatever insect you think is going to bombard the earth at the end of days. Thank goodness because I hate bugs and I am allergic to all insect bites, no matter what they are. That’s a super plus plus in my book!
No food in grocery stores. This will change within a week or so. They have to have time to restock and these crazy people have to finish getting their 75 rolls of toilet paper and paper towels to wrap up in first. Once they get done shopping, then the regular normal people can shop and all will be right in the grocery store once again. So please, don’t fret.
The cable company (and some of its viewers) think Christmas will combat this virus. I wish them good luck with that.
IF you want to waste what little income you have right now Sprint has made it to where you can do everything that you can do in the store, online. (Not sure this is altogether new but…there ya go, go buy that $700 phone and not use it because you can’t afford the monthly bill anymore. At least you can look at the phone!!!)
So…that’s where we’re at here in the heartland, the Midwest. Don’t lecture me about Texas being the heartland of this country, look at a freaking map. WE are the center. WE are the heartland. The flatlanders, as I call us. So, here in the flatlands, that’s the life we are living right now. Honestly, it’s not so different from any other day right now. I’m anxious to see how it changes over the next week or so.
Thank you for reading and stay tuned!
P.S. Might want to order that hardhat online, expedited shipping…just in case.
Well, these are the last two days before my state goes on lockdown due to the COVID-19 outbreak. My state, along with several others (if not all by now), will be on what is being referred to as a STAY IN PLACE ORDER for 30 days. We will be allowed to leave our homes to get food and groceries, medical appointments, medical treatment and to fill prescriptions. We are going on restriction basically, only leaving the house for the bare essentials of life. Certain places and businesses are to remain open with all other non-essential locations and businesses ordered closed down. This goes into effect at 12:01am on Tuesday morning.
So, basically, other than “essential services” our government has decided to try to starve out this virus by containing us in our homes in the unrealistic hope that it will just go away or disappear. I know they say they are trying to stagger infection so the medical field isn’t overwhelmed. I don’t completely buy that. But hey, nobody called and asked for my opinion on the reaction to the crisis among us. However, I feel it’s not only my right but my duty to question my government as an American citizen. SO, I do.
But, while we are all stuck at home, giving up our civil liberties yet again for the illusion of safety, I figured why not take this opportunity and do a lockdown blog. I think it fits right in with the website, seeing as how what is going on in this country is horrific on many levels. So, instead of just reviewing movies and comics and books, I’m going to chronicle, day by day, the lunacy of this country as everyone runs around acting as though Judgement Day is upon us or it REALLY IS a zombie apocalypse.
So far, no falling skies, no blood moons and absolutely NO ZOMBIES. But, it’s early. If I see any zombie or end of days type of activity, I will be sure to let you all know.
Right now, people are hoarding toilet paper and paper towels, two things I don’t find essential to human existence and yet those were the first things to go. I guess we have forgotten that neither have always existed and the human race used other things prior to those two items being invented. Can people not wash hand towels anymore? Am I the only one that still uses dishtowels in my kitchen? I guess people are what, going to drape their house in toilet paper and paper towels and pray they don’t get infected by this virus? Have we gotten ANY confirmation from the CDC or the WHO that this particular virus is afraid of toilet paper and paper towels? Why not buy food??? Are you planning to eat your 75 rolls of toilet paper and paper towels? FYI- You can’t live on toilet paper and paper towels.
That was at the very beginning. Now everyone is panic shopping like they are stocking a bomb shelter and are going to have to go underground for a year to avoid radiation contamination. Grocery stores are out of all meats, cheese, butter, eggs, canned meats, baking goods like sugar, lunch meats, hot dogs…everything. You would think we weren’t going to be able to leave our homes for a decade!!!
Yes, this is the first time in the history of our nation we have done something this extreme. The only reason it has had to go this far is because, unlike during WWII, a lot of Americans have decided they are invincible and don’t need to take precautions against getting sick. The government has specifically named and called out millennials and gen Z kids, saying ages 13-25 are the biggest spreaders of this virus and they are also the ones doing the least to protect themselves and anybody else. If people had just followed the directives of the government nobody would be on lockdown. Yet, here we are.
So, while I am being stripped of my civil liberties and inalienable rights because some jackholes decided they didn’t need to wash their hands, I’m going to be homebound and blogging daily to let my readers know the state of things as we progress through what is now set at a 30-day lockdown.
While I have mentioned a few somewhat political things, the purpose of this blog is NOT to open a political forum or a whiner’s website. I think people are seriously losing control of themselves due to panic because of lack of accurate information. This is NOT a virus update blog. I will not be posting the latest news, statistics or information. This blog is for people to sit back and be on the outside looking in rather than on the inside in the thick of it. This experience is going to be different for everyone. This blog will be how it is for me.
Thank you for reading and stay tuned for my personal spin on the madness afoot.