COVID-19 Hunker-down Log. Stardate 43945.43

Combating boredom. Still working the backyard birds. I was on the porch this morning at 5am, the first hints of light coming from the east. All of the birds started chirping at the same time from every direction. I grabbed a second cup of coffee with a smile on my face.

Happy thought inventory. I just ordered two cases of Lysol and several blacklights from Amazon, before there is a run on them. Don’t want to be left out of Trump’s miracle cure for COVID-19. Does anyone know the best way to huff Lysol? Should I do it under the blacklights? Maybe play Iron Butterfly’s “In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida” and smoke some banana peels while I’m at it. (It’s a joke, don’t do it people.)

Supply status. We be good.

Weed inventory. We be good.

Laundry status. We be good.

No first-responder activity to report.

The hunkering down continues.

Still alive and well here in Denver.