Last week BJ and I each had a small cold. BJ took a dose of NyQuil or the Kroger generic and was fine the next day. It is amazing what a long sleep will do to a cold.
By the end of last week, I think I was really tired and then caught BJ’s version of the cold. During the week I had several meetings of one sort or another, some with a few other people, some with a lot of people.
Active Life physical therapy is always full of we “elderlies,” as those of us over 70 have become known. The news tells us we are the folks most susceptible to the dreaded coronavirus. The physical therapists at Active Life are exposed to us all day, every day, yet they thankfully seem to be healthy enough.
I have noted one of them has left the country on a volunteer mission to Nepal, thus escaping the virus here. Oh wait, he was on one of those “flying petri dishes,” known as an airplane, for about 100 hours or so. Maybe that was not escaping.
As noted in last week’s column, French toast was to be served by The Port Ludlow Village Players at the monthly breakfast at the Bay Club.
Given the concerns about the virus, most of the seats were surprisingly taken. Courage is not dead!
Each character in the PLVP’s upcoming performance of “The Outsider” was in attendance at the tables. I sat with Dave Riley, better known in Port Ludlow as Jim Gormley, who apparently plays the chief of staff for somebody running for office. Each character in attendance played a part in providing an entertaining preview of the upcoming play the weekends of April 17 and 24.
We were then presented with “Presidents Bingo” cards. The assignment was to put a sticker on the name of the president whose quote was presented by the moderator. Jim Gormley and I teamed up to get three of 15 correct. Pretty poor showing, if I must say so.
BJ and I decided to take in the movie “Call of the Wild” last Friday afternoon in Poulsbo. We might as well have been “self-quarantining” since there were only two other people in the theater able to hold a couple hundred.
If this coronavirus doesn’t kill the cruising and airline business, it will probably kill the movie theater industry. Shoot, we talk via text instead of the phone, we work online remotely from the office and/or customers, we can get our food delivered to the home and we can get all our entertainment via the cable!
All we need is to get whatever we need delivered in 24 hours. Or less. Oh wait, we have that too.
I did “self-quarantine” last Saturday as BJ’s slight cold hit me, so I took the day and watched Duke beat North Carolina in the best college basketball rivalry in the country. I also made a big dent in the John Grisham book I am reading.
I confess to a touch of paranoia about the corona thing but after a slug of the NyQuil generic I felt great on Sunday. I even got a hit of Vitamin D with the sunshine that dominated the day.
You may have already heard that John Travolta was hospitalized for suspected infection. However, doctors now confirm that it was only a Saturday Night Fever and they assure everyone that he is Stayin’ Alive.
Love a curmudgeon and have a great week!
