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  1. People, let's survive this.  I can't bear what's going on and how many lives 
    are being taken.  I can't bear the inhumanity of the orange one and his lemmings.


    A week and a half ago, my friend Judy was coming to the Bronx and told
    me she also wanted to stop by the front of my building to give me a care 
    package.  I was sure I needed everything she put in there.  It was the 
    first time in years that we didn’t hug.  L  She handed me two heavy shopping bags and a mask her sister made.  The mask is cloth and flowery.  It is my dressed-up mask.  In the bags:  juice, towel paper, wine, toilet paper, tuna fish, candy, pastas, tissues, witch hazel wipes, vitamins, Clorox, apples, bananas, soaps, oatmeal, etc.  I couldn’t believe it.  I texted her:  You spent a fortune!  Later, she told me she filled the bags from extra items she had in the house.  Wow.  It is such a boost to feel cared about.  Judy has an exceptionally big heart generally.  She was once on the path to be a nun.  I'm so glad she changed route.  She's much more fun as a civilian.  It was something about those who feel lust and those who murder going to the same fate that didn't sit well with her.  Thank God/dess.


    For the past seven days, I have not been feeling well.  I go from freaking 
    out about it to thinking I’m just sick (which is possible without having the virus).  The symptoms have changed every two days.  I looked up the symptoms to see if they are symptoms of the virus.  Some are and some aren’t.  And even the ones that are can also be symptoms of other things.  My breathing is (my) normal.  That’s the main thing, I believe.  But for the past two days, I don’t smell anything – including strong coffee, good weed, my armpits.  I know better than to believe my armpits smelled the same before and after a shower.  Loss of taste and smell are symptoms of the virus.  But then again, when we have a cold, the sense of smell is affected.  Driving myself nuts is not unique to the virus.  I can do that on most any day.


    I do feel hunger, and I eat.  Grandma would consider that a “very good 
    sign.”  In this case, I agree. 


    I miss doing comedy shows.  I know all my brother and sister comics do 
    too.  If I am a survivor of this pandemic, and if I get on a comedy stage again, will I still be funny?  I miss paid acting gigs (even if it’s sometimes background work).  I need the money.  But I wouldn't go to a crowd scene now even if it were permitted.



    My buddy Bob (my unofficially adopted brother) did me a big favor yesterday.  It was the last day of April, and I had to get April’s rent check to the management office.  The buses are free, but I was feeling lousy, so he offered to take it there for me.  I brought the check downstairs to him, came back up, and went back to sleep.  Bob is a gift in my life.  I always felt God/dess and Grandpa had something to do with such a gift.  🌈 🌈 🌈 πŸŒˆ 🌈 🌈 🌈 


    In this time of the pandemic, my tendency to be a bit hermit-like goes 
    unnoticed.  I don’t have to analyze why I’m like this. 


    Those of you who know me know that, in general, I try to mind my business and not look for trouble, but there’s always some drama happening making me have to look over my shoulder. The internet just told me that single Asian girls are looking for me.  Why?  I didn’t do anything to them.  Geez. 


    πŸ˜„




    to CGG-M.





  2. 3 comments:

    1. hi Mindy,
      I've become a little bit of a hermit, so I bet I would notice other ones. Love and prayers to you for health and your rich sense of life and it's funny observations. I love you for your humor.

    2. ComedianTino said...

      Wait you’re paying rent��, thought there was a 3 months freeze on that; guess I’ll be packing my bags if not lol thanks for sharing, I can relate to ALL and glad you have a care team we ALL need one during these tough times�� Be well

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