Good morning out there! Feeling a little chipper this morning. It’s Thursday in the Coachella Valley April 16, 2020 and the world is changing. It seems that we are moving farther and farther away from yesterday and what we considered normal. There are now talks that concerts and sporting events may be postponed or rescheduled in 2021. Yes, 2021 until contingency plans can be made. Truly, can anyone ever be safe in a group of large numbers? Remember when we were kids and every year at the beginning of the year that one kid , you’ memba, the one with the crusty sweater sleeve, and she would put her arm around you. Then she would drink from your milk and Billy would wipe his face with her sweater. Yeah, you ‘memba. Then a few weeks later every one had runny noses and eyes. It was the stuff that I have in my childhood memories. The good stuff. Will our children be able to go back out and bake dirt brownies and try and fool the neighbor boys into eating them? I remember cringing when my kids would share one bottle of soda or eat one slice of pizza among 6 guys so each person didn’t miss out. Sometimes, you can’t stop kids or people from being people. So, I am going to have faith. Faith in science. Faith in mankind. Yes, really. My Mom grew up during the polio epidemic. I cannot confirm or deny if my Mom had it or did not have it. She says that she did. However, my Mom and her sisters also went through many flu seasons and epidemics; measles, chicken pox, German measles and had several inoculations through-out their lifetimes. That I can confirm, they had round scars on their arms to prove it. When they, the scientists that are furiously working on one, come up with this vaccine, and they will, I will be there with my sleeve rolled up waiting for it. Until then, I will keep maintaining CDC guidelines and social distancing. May all of you have your wits and do what you think is right whatever that may be, please just stay away from me, my family, my neighbor, that dude over there, her Aunt Sally, and those people over there…thank you.
Yesterday I wrote about photographer Kirk West. I wrote that I reached out to him because hey, really people, this morning, and these are the facts posted below (as copied from Google) regarding the Coronavirus in the US. people are dying. Yeah, I know, that many people die from everyday things, blah, blah, blah. Tell that bullshit to someone else. Facts are facts. I was a staff accountant. I believe in numbers. Numbers do not lie, unless, someone manipulates them. Please friends, family, strangers who ever you and where ever you are, please be mindful. Know that more people are going to die from this illness that could have been prevented. Yes, you are smarter than the average bear and you are healthy and know better. Well, I do not know better, my body does not know the difference between a good germ and a bad germ or that I could pass it on to some one that is even weaker than myself, so because of this, I will act like I don’t know you if I see you and stay away! I’ll see you on-line tho’… Also, dear California government, please, oh please rethink what you are doing by releasing some of these inmates. Desperate times require desperate measures but they do not require idiotic measures. I will not get into my history but know that there are women or children that are not sleeping at night or may not even make it through the night and not directly because of the virus…
Okay, I guess I got a little carried away with my time on the soapbox. Anyhow, I started looking at Kirk West’s FB page and then I started thinking about a letter I wrote to a band a couple of years ago to see if I could get a media pass. I was willing to try anything at that point. I chickened out and never sent it. I thought I had kept the original letter but I could not locate it. Anyhow, I did keep a copy in on the computer. I found it going through the computer when I was looking for a short story I was working on. Funny enough, it was written almost 2 years ago. Here is the letter. I wish I had the original as it had some cross outs and other things written on it. I never sent it as I chickened out. It was a long shot anyway. What was I thinking?
Well, you know, after I sent that message to Mr. West I thought that it wasn’t that hard. I might as well tell these people or at least let others know how they influenced my life or how great their music or art form is. Mr. West may never get my message, but maybe he will. At least someone will know that someone out there appreciated him. Also, it was so cool to be able to message another WP friend about the Allman Brothers as he actually watched a video that I recommended. How cool is that? By the way, go check out my friends’s blog https://morishige.wordpress.com/ (hope you don’t mind 🙂 )He has a vast knowledge of music for someone so young and well traveled! Very cool photos! Oh, and I laughed as I read a message from him where he mentioned that ” The guys of the Descendants are like the ancestors of Green Day, Blink 182, Sum41. ” I sighed and got a little tear in my eye and hubby said, “He’s right!” So yeah…Give the Descendents their props. They were very influential indeed.
This has been a fun trip down memory lane. May you be having fun out there. I know things kind of suck, okay, they suck today and they will probably suck tomorrow. Remember, you are responsible for you and how you feel. Thank you for stopping by dear reader. Hope you had fun today and created new memories or wandered down your own. See you around again! Hugs to you that is needing it.