I went to get groceries tonight. We’re a moderately libby IN town, which means the mayor is usually D, the county council is usually R. The supermarket was a local chain.

It wasn’t super busy. The paper aisle had reasonable piles of toilet paper, and more importantly paper towels. Nothing beats paper (towel). I worry that the local business owners who are all painfully R are going to work us all until we are sick and then bill us our vacation days if a proper quarantine ever gets declared. I picked up paper towels, about 30000 calories (big bag of rice, other stuff), ibuprofen, and a bottle of rum, cuz I can’t watch Trump sober.

I dunno. I can do the math, but I don’t trust the people around me to do so. I think seeing the empty arenas around the tournament next week is going to shock a few people enough, but the stupid is going to persist too long.

Tom Clancy wins again - which is what makes this so damn crazy, as it’s the Rs who grew up reading the man, they should know what they should be doing.

Did I mention the rum?