Friday Funnies

Hi,

The weather today was very, very, hot.  It was 98° and the forecast is for 102 tomorrow.  What more to say?  We’ve got a real trifecta going.  There’s the virus, the heat, and the smokey air.  Thank goodness for the air/con and the sense to stay at home.  We can do this!

The ‘Middle Song’ was “I Shot The Sheriff” by Bob Marley and The Wailers.  It was released in 1973, and in 1974 Eric Clapton covered the song.  Needless to say, the Clapton version became a much bigger record and ended up in the Grammy Hall of Fame.  It’s time for another lesson/example of ‘Who gets the bigger hit’.  Remember, back in the day, radio governed what people heard and bought.  ‘Old School Friday’ is next:  “You never know how much I love ya, never know how much I care.  When you put your arms around me, I get a feelin’ that’s so hard to bear.  You give me __.”  Hint:  This oldie came out in 1956 and reached #24 on the Pop Chart and #1 on the R&B chart.  This one word title is a symptom you don’t want these days.  The singer was one of many men whose first name was ‘Little’.  The cover was by a woman.

Before I forget to tell you again, I noticed at Big C, that all of the checkers were wearing latex gloves, face masks, and face shields like one might wear in a wood shop or in surgery.  That’s what I call protecting everybody.  

We were inside all day, so we missed whatever wasn’t going on outside.  Our street has been very quiet compared to Wednesday.  We have a suspicion that the conditions of following the rules may have convinced folks to follow the rules.  Everyone was told that if they couldn’t follow the rules, a curfew could be instituted.  We’ll see.

JaiDee is still struggling with being a patient in recovery.  He does not like his cone.  It’s simple, he wants to do what dogs do and the cone prohibits him from licking himself.  Lisa added an extension to his cone so he can’t bite his tail and it works, but not for the dog.  The stitches come out Monday and hopefully we can dispense with the cone.  For the second day in a row, he took a long nap with us upstairs.  We’re hoping he will make it a new pattern and eventually do all of his sleeping upstairs with us.  

Wherever you are in the world, you are being affected by Covid-19.  The ripples this things creates are amazing.  Just the travel havoc that has been wreaked upon civilization is mind-bending.  Imagine, a person goes to work in a foreign country, then they have to return home for immigration papers but can’t return to work because the border has been closed and they are not a citizen.  Add to that, their partner is in the country of employment and now they can only have video chats.  This happened to a friend.  Oh virus, what have you done?  On the flip side, because everyone was restricted to their homes, the air in Beijing is clear.  The ‘stuff’ that held us all together is still there.  It’s just been given a different focus for a while.  When the smoke clears, we’ll find each other with a new appreciation.

Yesterday I told you about the herbs we were given by Maw Dang’s son in order to help ‘everything’.  Today, Natcha made the Black Chicken soup.  I’m not gonna lie, it’s not the chicken soup that fixed everything when I was a kid.  This stuff was awful.  We added honey, some salt and it was still nasty.  Or maybe it’s an acquired taste (555).  Naw, it’s bad.  We get to have another bowl of it on Sunday.  Actually, I think the bad taste is from the herbs that were cooked inside the bird.  When Lisa mentioned to Natcha that she wouldn’t be here to prepare it since it’s her day off.  Natcha laughed and noted that there was no place to go since they had to stay at home, so she’d fix it.   

Today’s photo is half of the Black Chicken.

Have a Wonderful WeekEnd.        Time for the ‘Funnies’.

                        Peace,

                                  Danny