Yes, I am still alive. I miss the old days of blogging, when other bloggers read your posts and reacted to them. Now, it's all Facebook and other, still more horrible websites.
I loved the old blogger sites: Matt Peak, where are you? Also airforcewife, whose life was so interesting and lively. Johnny Virgil, a really talented writer who lived in Upstate New York, could always make me laugh. Texas scribbler? Tatiana/? If I forgot to mention you, sorry. I can barely remember my dentist's name, and I see him every six months.
I am depressed by our country's plight, and my own. The whole country seems to have been led by a pack of idiots for years, and now we know it. The jig is up, but the masks remain. Whose idea was it to quarantine the healthy, anyway?
How in the world did, in a country of 330,000, Bill Di Blasio, rise to a calling in life higher than a pizza delivery man? No one is more qualified than him? Really? If you can explain it to me, please do.
Joe Biden, really? The most pressing issue for Democrats is how to pronounce K Harris's name, while Joe can't remember to put his socks on before his shoes.