COVID-19 Hunker-down Log. Stardate 43946.21

Combating boredom. The photographs are a bit stagnant in the back yard these days. The birds that are living in the area have their routine. The people living in the house have our routine. It’s pretty much the same thing day over day. I’ve found that the mid-day naps have become a staple of passing time. The occasional weird dream is enough to keep the variety interesting. I used to keep a notepad next to the bed so I could write my dreams down as soon as I woke up. Not doing that these days, I’m too lazy.

Lets see, I’ve backed up the computer, I’ve backed up the laptop, I’ve backed up the iPhone, I’ve baked up the iPad, I’ve backed up the backups. Everything is backed up. Whewww, that was adventurous.

I have a Sony PlayStation 4 sitting in the living room. I turned it on the other day and realized that video games are less exciting than backing up the computer. I suppose it used to be fun pretending to be in an apocalyptic world of people wearing gas masks and killing everything that moved. These days, it seems like a cruel reminder that life can be stranger than fiction. At least the controllers are now charged up.

Happy thought inventory. I’ve been watching the NFL Draft in the evenings. It’s a good distraction from the nonsense in the news. Not as though I expect for there to be a NFL football season this year. I can’t see 70,000 people crowding into stadiums across the country to cheer for their favorite teams and then go home to infect the neighborhood with an incurable disease.

As for baseball. I think we can forget about that. Oh, I have a baseball game for the play station. Maybe I can beam myself back in time and try to make the 2014 Colorado Rockies a winning season.

So far, the most entertaining events of the day are hearing the birds chirping at sunrise and the nightly book reading facetimes from the grandkids with Trudy.

Still, the spirits are holding up and we’re just cruising through this knowing that we’ll get by and be just fine so long as we stick to the plan and adapt to the situation.

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.