Quarantine, Acne, and My Undying Hatred for the Red Sox

I thought quarantine wouldn’t be too bad for me because I’m still working, but I gravely misjudged my need to go out. I don’t merely mean social interaction because, personally, I could do without the interaction part. I have no desire to interact. I do need to observe. The last time I talked to aContinue reading “Quarantine, Acne, and My Undying Hatred for the Red Sox”

Shame Shame I Know Your Name

What a time to be alive, am I right? I’m sun burnt, dehydrated, have worse allergies than I’ve ever had in my life, and I’ve had writer’s block for a month, but hey, at least I don’t have the Corona. All it takes for me to get back into writing is to be around stupidity.Continue reading “Shame Shame I Know Your Name”