Trying to think of something nice to say about 2020, I’m tempted to go with, “For introverts the pluses very nearly outweighed the minuses.” But I realize I’m speaking from a position of great privilege. Deepest sympathies for everyone who lost loved ones, jobs, income, homes, health, or peace of mind.
Everybody knows that wearing a mask protects others from your illness, but now (as I’ve suspected right along) there’s good evidence that it protects the mask-wearer as well: https://www.nytimes.com/live/2020/11/10/world/covid-19-coronavirus-live-updates/covid-cdc-guidelines-masks
Hopeful, except not low-carb: http://sorrowbacon.com/comic/infinite-sadness by @Millie_Ho.
This is highly realistic, except for the “people talking on the phone” part: xkcd: Curbside
During a pandemic it didn’t seem safe to teach taiji indoors. But we missed the practice and the camaraderie. So we moved to the park, put on masks, and carried on.
I took a selfie after exercising the franchise.
Polls have been open for early voting for about 45 minutes. The room is pretty full, but everybody is masked and keeping proper social distance.
Yes, very sad. However, “limp along with half measures while a lot of people die,” is what I have on my pandemic bingo card. So: Score!
I’m glad I ordered my gymnastic rings when I did. I wish I’d gotten a kettlebell at the same time.
“GQ Magazine has coined the current equipment epoch ‘The Great Kettlebell Shortage of 2020.'”
In yet another dispatch from the productivity journal “Duh!”:
“Other research shows that one of the best ways to reduce transmission [of illness] in the workplace is to provide paid sick leave that encourages ill employees to stay home.”