Monday, Nov. 16
Made too much spaghetti sauce yesterday, the sauce to noodle ratio was 2:1. Had a discussion with the masked woman who lives upstairs as to whether to leave the sauce in the refrigerator or freeze it for an easy dinner in a week or two. I suggested we freeze it, she decided to leave it in the fridge, because she might want to eat some tomorrow. She is the boss. That’s the surest sign that she is approaching full recovery from the virus.
I used to drink about 2-3 Cokes (or Pepsis, I do not discriminate) per day, now I drink 2-3 per week. Not only do I feel better, but it tastes so much better when Coke is a treat instead of a part of the regular diet.
Once, when I was in college, I lost one of my part-time jobs for reasons that were never specified. They left the message on my answering machine. I pretended that I didn’t get the message, and went in to work anyway. They let me hang out for couple hours before someone called security and had me physically dragged out. Pretty sure something like this is going to happen to Trump.
I listened to the top ten most popular songs on the charts, as ranked by Spotify, late last night and I’m pretty sure that eight of them weren’t music at all, and definitely shouldn’t be called “songs.” The other two were actually songs, but they were bad songs.
You might think that Kirk Cousins sucks, but as of tonight he has now won more Monday Night Football games than all of you combined.
According to clinical trials, I am 94.5 percent effective. They have no idea how to efficiently distribute me, though.
Today’s quarantine playlist: Wolfgang Van Halen, Ozzy Osbourne, David Lee Roth, Essential Sound Project, Elf, Rainbow, Black Sabbath, Dio, Lynyrd Skynyrd.
Overall status: Frosty.