Happy St. Patrick's Day 2020

St. Patrick's Day has essentially been cancelled. Bars are closed. People aren't allowed to congregate in groups larger than thirty. All non-essential stores have been shuttered. This is an attempt to "flatten the curve," an unfortunate setting for serious wide-spread math-speak.

The curve that's being referenced is the bell-shaped curve that models the infection rates of this novel coronavirus, and if human-to-human contact s limited, the rates of infection should slow. Really, though, we don't have nearly enough tests, and enough tests will help usher in a spike.

Anyway, we're sequestered at our apartment, like so many other people. The stores are full of anxious folks, nary a bag of rice or pack of toilet paper in sight. Is this where we are? 2020 and people are freaking out like the plague is sweeping through?

Well, it kinda is, right?

The day for drinking and wearing green and pretending to celebrate all things Irish when we're really celebrating what we like to think Irish things are is here. And solemn? Is that the word?

Weird, for sure.

We have two kids, both wearing green, and giving us a new kind of anxiety.

Temporary tattoos all around...