Long Weekending

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Today has been a perfectly lovely day of, in no particular order: writing, sunbathing, reading, margarita-ing, napping, and, in general, relaxing.  I’ve stayed off my phone for most of the day, except to watch a few minutes of the DeWine presser.  Last night we watched JURASSIC PARK and got Blizzards from Dairy Queen.

It’s been a pretty fantastic start to the holiday weekend.

Camp and High Art

We went to the camp Jess works at yesterday to do a volunteer thing for a few hours.  This was my first time at camp.  The grounds are beautiful and the facilities I saw top-notch, and the volunteer thing was fun and for a worthy cause.  I took a few photos, including this one:

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At this point, you might be asking yourself, “What’s up with the T-Rex?”

Well, near the end of the day, we had to transport a lot of boxes from one building to another, and were using golf carts to do so.  I was riding on the back of one, in a rear-facing seat.  The combination of being outdoors, in a remote, park-like setting, and riding in a golf cart made me think of JURASSIC PARK.  Specifically, the scene where they’ve just rescued Ian Malcolm and are speeding away in a jeep, with the T-Rex in close pursuit…

Anyhow, the comparison amused me greatly, and I was compelled to make this subtle and totally believable piece of realist art.

This has been another episode of “A Glimpse Into Josh’s Mind.”

On Masks

We went to the Greene yesterday to pick up dinner from Pasha.  While we were waiting, we hung out in the car, in the shade cast by an American Eagle, and watched at least two-thirds of the people strolling about not wearing masks.

From someone who is still mostly quarantining and physical distancing, it’s kind of surreal to watch the world pretend like we’re back to some kind of pre-COVID normal.  Especially when, from a risk perspective, nothing is significantly different than it was a month ago.  Instead, it feels like we’ve said “the hell with it,” and are just barreling full steam ahead, hoping for the best.

No wonder there’s been a sharp uptick in COVID-19 cases in the greater-Dayton and greater-Cincinnati areas.  So much so that DeWine is calling for everyone in certain zip codes to get tested.

It’s not to say that some elements of the quarantine can’t and shouldn’t be relaxed (and I recognize my privilege as someone who has been able to work from home the past several months).  I’ve enjoyed being able to support local restaurants by getting carryout during quarantine, and to begin to see see family and friends, outdoors, in a physically distanced way.

But it all has to be done responsibly.  And a key component of responsible is wearing a mask in public.  It’s literally the least one can do to prevent the spread.  It’s like wearing a seat belt in the car, except instead of protecting yourself from injury, you’re potentially not killing the people around you.

Pasha was delicious; they have the best hummus.  Now, please — wear a damn mask when you go out in public.

Beach Life

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We took the dachshunds on a brief excursion to Caesar Creek today, so they could have a chance to stretch their stubby little legs and frolic on the beach.  The sky was overcast, and if we were there to hang out on the beach, it could almost have been chilly.  But for walking the dogs along the edge of the water, the slightly cool breeze was perfect.

The dogs had themselves a fine time,  and then had equally fine naps on the way home.

How Can We Win

I’ve been largely quiet on social media about the murder of George Floyd, the protests against police violence, BLM, and the like, because, lord knows, the last thing the world needs on this subject is the opinions of me, another middle-class white dude.  But I wanted to share a video that is honestly one of the more affecting things I’ve seen in a while.

In seven minutes, Kimberly Jones gives a passionate and powerful accounting of where this country is at in regards to racial inequality and injustice, and the ugly history of how we got here. It’s tough to watch, but necessary.

If you’re white and want to be an ally but don’t know where to start, Vox has a pretty good interview with several activists about how you can help.  Also, if you have the means, there are a number of organizations and efforts in support of black lives that you can donate to.  Here’s a list.

Happy Siete de Mayo

MyFitnessPal tells me I have 877 calories to go today. Totally disrespected that limit tonight.

Our local Mexican restaurant was insanely busy on Cinco de Mayo, so we reluctantly stayed away that day. Great news for them, not so much for us. (We survived.) So this year we instead celebrated Siete de Mayo, and it was wonderful.

Not pictured: the second margarita. It’s been that kind of week.

in fair Corona, where we quarantine

Quarantine looks continue to evolve, perhaps inevitably, towards peak dystopia.  Or, as a friend pointed out, steampunk Indiana Jones.

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I was largely out of commission the last ten days or so.  It started with a headache a two days after Easter, persisting for several days, until it transformed into a stomach flu for most of last week.  By Friday I was starting to feel mostly human again, and was able to work.  I’m not usually this prone to being sick, but the last six months have been rough.  Fingers crossed I’ll be able to go for more than a month without some part of my body crapping out on me.

My last week consisted mostly of sleeping and watching a ton of movies, usually mixed together, which felt a little hallucinatory.  Watch 20 minutes of a movie, fall asleep for 30 minutes, watch another 15 minutes, fall asleep again, then wake up as the credits role.  Insert new movie; repeat cycle several times a day, for several days in a row.  A bunch of movie scenes jumbled together in my head with a litany of bizarre dreams, some of which were inspired by the movies.  “Hallucinatory” is not far off the mark, I think.

The plan for this next week is to reset, fitness and diet-wise.  Onward and forward.

Even in Blackouts: ROMANTICO!

I bought ROMANTICO!, the latest album from Even in Blackouts, last year, listened to it once, liked it, then forgot about it, because it’s on Bandcamp, a service I generally forget exists.  Anyway, lately I’ve been using Bandcamp more to find haunting ambient music to quarantine with, and rediscovered ROMANTICO!.  I have now listened to it every day for the last week.

I am terrible at writing about music, so I’m not even going to try.  What I will say is that Even in Blackouts perform a unique flavor of acoustic/electric pop-punk, and make songs that will stick in your head for days.  ROMANTICO! is their first album in ten years, and is just as good as their previous work, if not better.  If that seems like it may be your thing, then give them a listen.

Also, look at that fucking gorgeous cover art.  How can you not want to own it?

Rebooted

Sarah brought this clever short movie to my attention.  It helps that I’m a sucker for JASON AND THE ARGONAUTS-stop motion skeleton monsters.

It’s not easy for a movie-star to age – especially when you’re a stop motion animated skeleton monster.
Phil, once a terrifying villain of the silver-screen, struggles to find work in modern Hollywood due to being an out-of-date special effect.