Ross Catrow.

Actual Day 120 was a couple of days ago! I'm going to put a pause on these daily updates, both because literally everything is the same every day and because looking at the ever-increasing number of coronadays is bumming me out (autocorrect suggestion: numbing me out). I've got a "vacation"—staying inside a different house for a week next to some water—coming up and might reboot these afterwards. Until then!

My mostly-weekly, fully-remote game of Dungeons & Dragons continues to be the highlight of my week and one of my favorite parts of these coronatimes.

I have a bad feeling about the conversation we’re all about to get into over schools reopening. People are—rightfully—ultra stressed and we’re lacking meaningful leadership at the state level. How can you fault folks for having incredibly strong opinions about their kids’ health and safety or their own health and safety? I just don’t feel like we’re set up for success.

Someone yelled at me to “get the fuck out of the street” while I was riding my bike today. Nature is healing.

Top five books I’d put on a bookcase behind me during a Very Important Zoom Call:

1. House of Leaves by Mark Z. Danielewski
2. The Dragonlance Chronicles—Dragons of Autumn Twilight, Dragons of Winter Night, Dragons of Spring Dawning—by Margaret Weiss and Tracy Hickman
3. A Prayer for Owen Meaney by John Irving
4. Leviathan Wakes by James S.A. Corey
5. Severance by Ling Ma

We got dinner from Peter Chang tonight, and, my god, remember real, excellent food? I mean, maybe you don’t, but I’m hear to tell you it’s something else. Like, full of both flavors and textures. I mean, wow.

I rode the absolute mess out of my bike with my dad the other day. I was totally blitzed by the time we got home. He looked at his Strava and said “Hmm, about 200 calories short of where I like to be.” 😒

I love the sound of fireworks. It reminds me of summertime and watching The Sandlot.