How the hell did that happen? Here I am, sitting in my home office (the top bedroom) eating instant noodles at my desk and working through lunch again as if it was perfectly normal and I had been doing it for for nearly nine months.
Which I have.

Oh, is that why everyone else disappears for an hour and leave me to take all the phone calls...

[Boolbar] Phone calls? I don't talk to anyone anymore.

[penelope] Good policy. You wouldn't believe how much bollocks people are talking these days.

The Stevieling and Mr Stevieling celebrated their first anniversary in lockdown.

That'll be one to tell the grandchildren, assuming there are still human beans on the planet by then.

I can hardly wait until this pandemimc is over. I know, we can't have a timeline because who knows when it will be over. I still hate this and REALLY want to be able to hug people again.

People on my street are now out on the walkways in front of their houses making noise with whatever's to hand: pan lids and ladles are popular. Many still in their pyjamas. In the rain, I might add.

(Dan) Glad you live in a civilised place but what about Banjo Crossing, S. Dakota? ©P G Wodehouse.

Wodehouse really is timeless, isn't he? Effortfully, I will be brief: Nothing has changed about the Dakotas.

I'm still in Knoxville and have to head down towards Lake Charles later this week - slowly. There wasn't any celebrating that I know. I wouldn't get into any of the comments on my local news's Facebook post as I heard from others that the crazies were at it again in the comments. They never care about good things and fair things that happen.

So, peeps, how are you all doing? Same-old here, but still healthy.

My taiko group was just about to restart when the second lockdown came.

I have also been attending life drawing classes online. The classes have been online because of Covid.

Writing, programming badly, cooking slightly more, going out much less (I'm trying to be good). finished a Star Wars ebook a few weeks back, and am waiting for feedback. But it's well over 300 pages so I can't expect instant responses, and I do actually want the feedback before I send it on to someone else who's never seen it before. Stevie's and nfras' comments have been incorporated, but the players from my past Star Wars games haven't come back to me yet.

I've got two 'personal development days' to use up this year. They are today and tomorrow. So far today, I have had a bacon sarnie for breakfast, ironed my hair so I don't look like I've given up on my coiffure, arranged the windy miller's and my pyjamas into a comical pose on the bed so it'll make him giggle when he gets home this evening, rearranged the fairy lights in my office, done the crossword, looked at the MOOC I'm supposed to be starting, and lit an incense stick in my home office.
And then I thought 'Oooh, I'll have a look in the Morniverse and remember old times!' So here I am.

(pen) I've been visiting some MC Archives in MCiOS and MC5. The early Limerick games, particularly in here, reduced me to tearful laughter - some of it out loud. Mr Chalky was very envious. And I was reminded of Humph's words back in the day: "As we journey through life, discarding baggage along the way, we should keep an iron grip, to the very end, on the capacity for silliness. It preserves the soul from desiccation."

[Chalks] Silliness and procrastination. I am ace at the latter and refining my skills as we speak. Have just hunted for and found the uncorrupted recording of a lecture my father gave at the Boston Athaneum in 1998. I thought I'd lost it forever.
And silliness? I seriously need to exercise that muscle. Might have to join you back in the archives. Shall we take gin in teacups and crisps with us?

Don't forget your pith helmets, and maps of the Sea of Memes.

(pen and SM) Just lead and I'll follow ..

I just wanted to write a phrase that sounds like it's got lisping in it but that does not actuually contain the potential for lisping.
What time do the archives doors lock tonight? I don't really want to be in there for the whole weekend.