DFO Radio: Loud

I’m staying in today.

I’m staying in tomorrow.

Save for walking the dog, I don’t intend to leave this house unless I need to.  Now this doesn’t mean I’ll start using rags to wipe my ass after the toilet paper runs out (13 rolls left), but it does mean that when my neighbor invites me to a get-together and responds to my declination with “but we’ll have hand sanitizer” I will politely end the conversation.  So far the Dr. Mrs. Deadly, Esq. (ret) and I have surfed in front of the wave of infections (Seattle, flying home from Israel on a plane whose last stop had been in China, Venice Beach just last week) but I’ll be damned if I’m gonna make it easy for this thing to get me.  I put half of my 401k into cash for the time being, bonds prices are skyrocketing, and oh yeah, there’s this:

That bet against SonOfSpam was only operative for a week, and the markets are convinced we’ll be getting another cut in two weeks.  We sterilized all our devices with isopropyl alcohol just now and had the housekeeper cancel until further notice.  I am not scared that I am going to die from Coronavirus.  But I do not want to catch it, and I do not want to spread it.  I have been picking up sticks to press buttons instead of using my hands, and even though I avoid touching anything outside of my own property I make sure to wash them well when I come back in.

Please take care of yourself.  Here’s some tunes.

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