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Exciting Times Indeed

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After getting up at my regular Pandemic-A-Go-Go 2020 time of ten to a quarter after 10 o’thirty on Monday, I wrote something about Sunday’s hike, said I was going to do something out in the gusting winds; then didn’t. Then I went for groceries later that afternoon.

While paying up, there was a man (6 feet) behind me in the checkout line fully ensconced in various shades of camo, sporting an American flag germ mask, and a hat supporting an orange, unhinged deranged totalitarian for President in 2020. Then I became a bit unhinged myself, came home, poured a drink, edited my earlier post a bit out of boredom, and then added a rant1 about said, man. Exciting stuff in the land of (un) soiled COVID-era chamois these days.

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On The Outside

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Another weekend of Pandemic-A-Go-Go-ing is in the books. That Go-Go-ing offered little of anything other than a short ride on Saturday, a brief escape to the woods with my camera on Sunday, and more attempts to forget what modern life has become via spirits made in Cameron Bridge.

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Two For One

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I woke up Friday morning to a light dusting of snow on the ground (Welcome to Michiganderburgh). Thankfully that would soon melt off, but the temps would never get above 40˚, and the wind was coming right from the Witch’s nip tip. In other words, it was a good day to head out for a woodsy walk with my camera.

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Everything in One Day

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After Tuesday’s WEDNESDAY’S walk in the woods was ruined, I was determined not to let weather, online appointments, Pandemic-A-Go-Go 2020, or the ever-raging fire of slack that burns in my belly, prevent me from getting outside to do something. Anything.

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Hydroxychloroquine Might Be My Jam

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NOTE: This post has been updated at the request of Soiled Chamois, Inc.’s legal department. See footnote 2.

After two solid days of pandemic inspired “meh,” I fully expected to wake up dick whipped in the face with another dose. Thankfully that didn’t happen.

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Stupid Normal

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In the realm of Pandemic-A-Go-Go 2020, things aren’t too bad for me right now: my family has remained healthy, Wifey is an essential employee who can work from home, and B is maintaining his sanity with a strict, self-imposed fitness routine and online gaming with friends until his school district figures out how the hell to finish the year.

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A Wet Escape

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Friday night, I did Friday night things, and some of those things were done in close proximity to Wifey. And if I had to guess, I’d say those things were done well within a 6′ radius of her. I also sat my ass on the back porch by myself and enjoyed the sunny, warm (60˚!) spring evening with a tasty beverage or three. All of that was a great way to end a day of running (or riding) away from problems via exercise and high ABVs.

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Stuffing & Oozing

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Mere seconds after I pushed the PUBLISH button for yesterday’s word salad, my want to ride my bike went from a lowly “I’m Going Back To Bed,” 2, to a “Where are Those Silly Clothes I Stuff Myself Into to Ride My Bike,” 10. Not sure where that came from, but it did. So I rode.

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Elusive Chicken Tacos

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Hello Wednesday. If that’s who you really are. You seem a lot like Tuesday, you’re acting a bit like Monday, and you’re trying to get me to do Friday things. OK, I’m all in on Friday things, I really don’t care.

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