Well, folks, here we are in our 5th week of home quarantine, or is it 6 weeks? Heck, I don’t know. I can’t even keep track of the days of the week. It used to be easy because I have only seven pairs of drawers, one for each day. Nowadays, I may go two or three days without a bath, so I could be wearing my Tuesday drawers on Friday. I might wear the same pair even longer if it weren’t for those pesky gnats hoverin’ around me as I sit drinking cold beer ‘neath the shade tree.
I also have trouble finding a subject to write about. It’s hard to think of anything funny while there are so many people out there suffering from that stinkin’ virus or financial hardship, but, with all this free time on my hands, I might as well spend a few hours typing and correcting all the typos on a column. I had to turn off that dang spell
check feature on this here computer ‘cause it draws a red line ‘neath pert near every word I type.
If y’all are wonderin’ what else I do during my quarantine, well it’s nothing much differ’nt from what I do on a rainy day. In the past month I’ve seen half dozen John Wayne movies. The good thing about having a poor memory, you can watch the same movie every week and still not know how it ends.
