Covid-19 or what doesn't kill us makes us stronger

Me in front of the clock tower in Graz, Austria. Yes it was cold.

I will never forget when I got on the plane. There were 13 windows and I was in seat 13. I was not a happy camper to get on this shit little airplane in the dreary weather, I was not yet a good flyer. When the rattletrap took to the skies and broke through the clouds and I could see the tops of the Alps in the sunshine I was thrilled to see such a beautiful sight. I flew from Vienna to Graz in amazement.

Well now I am gonna bitch, first to all the asshats that take the whole family shopping on the weekends to Trader Joe's. You are so damn lucky I am the one staying at home during the lockdown. If I had to stand in line and wait for you and your spouse and the kids to exit the store I would be calling the damn Governor and telling that witch to get her ass over here and take care of this shit. This is not the time to be "those people". If I can't buy a gallon of paint you don't need to be bringing all your snotty ass kids to the store. Got it?

I am seeing a huge amount of people on Facebook whining about this virus and lockdown. All seem to be in their twenties. I am gonna say this one time. There is a reason they say only the strong survive. If this nonsense is gonna do you in, well you need to get help. This is nothing, it is irritating, it is boring and yes it is killing people. If you work in hospitals you see people die every day. If you are a mom you see new messes every day. If you are over twenty you know there is way worse shit out there and you will probably see it close up and personal at some point. Quit whining. Life is not fair. As the over used phrase says-put on your big girl/boy panties and get on with it, whatever you have to do.

If you need to hide, go hide, get help. The rest of us have shit to do.

My life lately or how boring I am

My favorite sign right by the dog walk in Florida. This one is on I95 south of Jacksonville. Like that chain fence is gonna keep the poisonous snakes in.

So now my life consists of treatment for depression, social media, TV and reading. None of that seems to be doing the trick to happiness.

Reading is not making me happy, the few authors I like do not write more than a book a year. And some of them suck. I am currently trying to slog through a book about the Vanderbilt mansion in Asheville, NC., some crap by a writer of lesser talent about a woman in France with no job married to a con man, and some books on Highly Sensitive People of which I think I am one. So is my son in my opinion. Do not like any of them.

TV is not great, Star Trek's Picard can not carry the entire genre. There are only so many news/political programs you can watch without pulling out your hair. There is the guilty pleasure of one soap opera but that show can take a week to say an entire sentence much less a story. And there only a few people and they are all exes. Yes, everyone sleeps with everyone and it seems often. Kinda sicko. The latest Bachelor should be sent to Survivor and burned at the stake.

However there is one thing that just keeps on giving, FaceBook. There are groups. One group of women are obsessively buying not cheap shoes that do not fit and make their feet smell. They talk about this for hours. They order 600 dollars worth of these shoes at a time and then post pictures asking how these crap fitting shoes look. And not one of them is a leg or foot model. When that gets old you have the people searching for treasure buried 40 years ago from a book with crappy graphics. They are the most fun. You have to read the book and study the picture and figure out where to dig up the cask and the key. And then you post your theory because you cannot figure out how to dig the hole to find the cask and the key. And then everyone tells you you are wrong. This has been going on for 40 years.

There was one FB group about Southern Manners but it got so nasty they had to shut it down.

Well, it's Friday night and Big Daddy is gonna surprise me with dinner. IF there is food at the store, he can make it home through the lines of tanks keeping us safe (joking) and we still have gas and electric. Cos if no one works we have no goods and services. Anybody think about this shit.

No Face Book

Well, looks like China is done mourning and there is still no Facebook. Hmm. When I am done here I will run a scan and if that does not work may have to leave China to see if Facebook works anywhere in the world. Weekends are the hardest for some reason to stay in touch. Everyone has their schedule and times for exchanges are different. Thank God for Skype.

Hot again, Ayis came and for some reason when they left there was a wierd smell in the kitchen. Weird or wierd, gotta find a dictionary in this place.

Big Daddy cooked last night, pork chops and salad and really not bad. The brussel sprouts sucked but really I have never seen such small sprouts. And it is hard to tell here what is in season. For some reason summer is not the season for cherry tomato or really any tomato. Maybe too hot.

Went shopping for some home items yesterday. Clerks here could either not care less if you bought something or chase you down to buy shit no one would want. Went and looked one more time at these green glass decorative items, vases and candles and such. I thought Big Daddy was screwing with me me when he said how much they wanted. For ok stuff like you would find at Pier One these fucks think they are at Neiman Marcus. I asked them what the metal content was and they did not have a clue. India. Silver. No no. WTF.

ok, gonna clean the kitchen since the ayis made it dirty by cleaning, finish the wash and run web root and scan, then I will start downloading the roof pictures so I can tell that story. And what a story.

and I thought Detroit was bad

Okay maybe I am over-reacting, but this place sucks. I cannot buy one thing. Because I cannot find anything to buy. Want a clothes brush or a lint roller, dream on. Need dusting clothes, eat shit and die. Don't even try for Simple Green. This place is filthy and now I know why, there are no cleaning products. And no stores that carry them. No hampers, waste baskets, garbage pails, or swifters. None, nada, zip, nothing. I need to clean this dump since no one else will and have nothing to clean it with. All righty then.

The people are the most miserable people I have ever met. Well, I don't meet them I try to interact with them. Like in "Dude can you get me a taxi?" Glower and shout, at me. Whoa, all I want is a ride. I have little slips of paper written in Chinese so the fucks can take me where I need to go. and they can't read them. I say Mao needs a vision plan. This porter got out a magnifying glass to read it to the taxi driver today. I kid you not. Yesterday the taxi guy pulled aside in the freeway to put his glasses and read the slip of paper again. Yikes.

So, so far, the weather sucks, everything sucks, the Internet is censored, (I can only write this and get in Facebook with a special private network) and above all the shopping sucks. Think about this when everything you buy says made in China. I can't buy it here. WTF.