The! New! Plague! – #22

Another shit-tastic week, but I would like to thank Martin for giving me a bit of hilarity. 

For my non-bayou region readers, a local eccentric owns a cable TV network that is mostly filled with local gossipnews, rosary recitations, and high school activities. But, during hurricanes they have momentous coverage. I will one day write a whole blog post about this network, but for now, the important part to the clip is that he takes unscreened, unfiltered phone calls about the storm. 

If you can’t understand the cajun accent, this person worked on a generator inside of his house, and is wondering if he can pipe the exhaust out of his house using PVC pipe and duct tape. 

This is most definitely a troll.


In family health news, things have gotten better….mostly.

My dad is making a full recovery. Finally lost the COVID cough. Still has some weakness, but is basically fully recovered. 

My grandfather made it out of the hospital. Then was back in at the beginning of the week, due to his passing out on his morning walk. He is fine now, out of the hospital. But, once he tests COVID-negative, he is probably going into a home for at least 90 days to rehab back to health. 

My mother-in-law made a quick recovery from whatever caused her to pass out, but she is still in a ton of pain from the fall. 

So, in the grand scheme of things, lookin better than where I thought we would be by now


In life-during-the-pandemic news, this week I did a ton of yelling at people. Too much at times. 

Everywhere I go. Work, groceries, etc. Its like people forgot a plague is on. I constantly have to remind people, I have my wife and my son at home. I spend most of my saturday’s cleaning. I do all the weeknight cooking. Its tiring, and I am having trouble keeping up. 

And people are just going about their fucking life like nothing. And NOW, even worse than that, the expectation is for me to do the same.  As if nothing happened. As if nothing is happening. 

A quick example: Masks.

When I leave my house, I am fucking suited up. Like I am going into space. I don’t trust shit, and as far as I am concerned, everyone has the disease that almost killed my grandfather. 

I do see more people wearing masks, but lately, this is the action I see: Arrive with no mask, get five steps away from the entrance, sigh, begrudgingly put on a mask. Walk in. 

Now, I SHOULD be happy that people are at least fuckin doing that. But, I am not. Fuck dem assholes. Its like they used to say in the 1940s, “Dont you know there’s a war on?” Yeah you have to be inconvenienced you stupid bitch. This is the only way we are going to fucking get out of this. 

And I know I am going to hear shit about my hair soon. I am looking more and more like mountain man. At this point, I am looking to go full Lucius Malfoy. But I am sure that wont fly at work. 

My son is getting rough to, but it doesn’t seem to bother him like it bothers me. 


 I did manage to watch Bill & Ted Face the Music, which is exactly what it needs to be. No more, no less. Keanu and Alex’s commitment to the bit really carries the movie. The film doesn’t overstay its welcome, and has enough good shit in it to make it 90 min. No one will remember it in 20 years, but for this moment in 2020, it was a delight.

I thought about making a full review on it, but I feel like that would spoil some of the magic. I think it works because they still have enough surprises to stay interesting. Totally worth hanging out with these guys for 90 min in these dark dark times. 

Remote learning is working….ok….. I think my son needs people in a way that I don’t. He is having difficulties whenever they cover a topic he already knows. Loses interest. Wants to find a toy to play with. 

I mean truthfully, if thats the toughest part of the thing, it could be way worse. Ive seen some wild shit on some of those Zoom classes. Kids having a full breakdown. Watching TV instead of the class. The works. 

I can’t imagine what its like having to teach kids in this world, but god damn what a mess. 

But I think its going to work for now. I do hear some occasional rumblings about restarting in person classes. To which my reaction is always the same: “WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY????”

I have a feeling the serious discussions wont start until the winter, but I suppose that will depend if we can keep our caseload under control (we won’t). 

Thats it for now. I am going to try to do a legit blog this week. Not sure on what yet, but I am sure it will come to me. 

Hopefully you are staying safe out there. Keep yo flava fresh, and don’t eat strange ass. Thats how you get the rona. 


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