Tuesday April 7 2020 I had my fingers in the wrong placement on the keyboard and actually started to write the day as turd. Today is Turdsday, 3,203rd day of the world deflating. Mentioned by Dr. Amy Acton on the daily news briefing with Mike DeWine, there is no business untouched in the United States … Continue reading 7. Turdsday
Author: Donna Black-Sword
6. Bogeyman is coming
Monday April 6 2020 Ohio Confirmed cases: 4,450Deaths: 142 The puppy was restless in his crate last night, barking out of boredom. It made hitting a good REM sleep impossible. Then of course, I overslept with a barrage of weird dreams still bouncing around in my head. I made it through a productive day at … Continue reading 6. Bogeyman is coming
5. Sure, but who’s doing the dishes?
Saturday April 4 2020 Ohio Confirmed cases: 3,739Deaths: 102 On March 14th, we had lunch at China Star. Let’s support small business, I say. Screw this fear factor shit we’ve had shoved down our throats. I’m not afraid, I say. We’ve been customers of this restaurant for at least twenty years. The latest owner is … Continue reading 5. Sure, but who’s doing the dishes?
4. We need a bigger park
Friday April 3 2020 Ohio Confirmed cases: 3,312Deaths: 91 Ohio announced today the temporary closure of Hocking Hills, one of our state parks. One of the things we’re encouraged to do is get outside for fresh air and sunshine. But not at Hocking Hills, I guess. This is a popular place for day hiking and … Continue reading 4. We need a bigger park
3. Road Travel
Ohio’s Stay at Home order is extended to May 1.
2. Flatten that curve, baby
This is the flatten the curve graphic shared since early March. It’s remarkably simple. If we shut down non-essential commerce, major sporting events, the Summer Olympics, schools and universities, libraries, and make people stay at home, we can slow down the spread of the virus.
1. Frog in a hot pot
I know. I’m late in starting this journal, but really these past few weeks have been the boiling frog analogy. I’m just a stupid amphibian pushing myself around in circles in the stockpot. I don’t trust the signs that things are getting hot until I get really uncomfortable.






