A drab day in Drabuary. Out working on my trailer because the temperature was up to 46F. No sunshine but no wind so the torment was not so bad.
The pious were out walking through the neighborhood with their families because the churches are closed. The virus has turned the pews inside out. Over the holidays the local ward was passing out drive-thru hot chocolate to the faithful and faithless alike. Oh come all ye whatever.
We were invited to brunch in the city at 9am but passed. Our friends seemed a little unclear on the concept of Sunday Brunch being a ritual of leisurely consumption closer to noon. We made our own omelets and sat down at eleven. Travel time was 45 seconds each way rather than 45 minutes. The eggs with salsa were superb.
While cleaning out the pantry I found a box of Girl Scout cookies hidden away in the back. Best By: March 2019. That they should have lurked in the dark for so long is certainly UnAmerican! No worries, they have been properly disposed of and the box recycled. Now that the Boy Scouts are recruiting girls will we be getting Gender Neutral Scout Cookies in the future? Do Thin Mints have a body image problem?
The Union Pacific main line to Las Vegas and Long Beach is a mile from our house. There is a slight grade so they only go about 20 mph heading south. Three locomotives in front and one more in back pushing. Since they average about 2½ miles long it takes 7-8 minutes for them to pass the crossing. When I was a kid we used to count the number of cars; 35, 36, 37, … Now 150+ cars is short. Containers and auto carriers and grain hoppers. Everything is headed somewhere while everyone everywhere is stuck at home.
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