I suppose it was appropriate that March 2020, a month that lasted for at least one Jeremy Bearimy, ended in these parts with back-to-back gloomy, overcast days under gunmetal gray skies. Just in case your brain is melting, a little context - and an explanation of what a Jeremy Bearimy is- might be helpful. Of course, one needs a certain level of expertise to explain it, which expertise I do not possess. Fortunately, I have a guy - and a Janet - who can:
If you did not watch The Good Place during its four-year run on NBC, then take advantage of this extended interruption to your normal routine and start watching it. I think you will be glad you did. And even if I am wrong, and you do not like it, the time you spend watching it is time you did not spend outside of the protective shell of your own home, coming dangerously close to interacting with other humans. You are welcome.
Apropos of nothing, does anyone remember way back when on Groundhog Day whether Pennsylvania's favorite rodent weatherman shared with us that the early spring he predicted was going to be accompanied by an extended romp through the apocalypse? Yet another reason to smack that little bastard with a shovel when he pops his head out on GHD 2021.
-AK
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