Quarantine: 2020

Well. That was unexpected. We are quarantined to our homes for God knows how long. Honestly in my forecast of 2020, in my analysis of “history repeating itself”…I did not see this one coming. I didn’t know to look back to 1917, to the Spanish Flu epidemic. What an IDIOT! Matthew and I went to live with his parents in Orange County during this whole thing, because he wants to be able to keep an eye on them, and he wanted to get out of LA in case things get violent, and he wanted more space. Because quarantined in an apartment sucks so much worse than being quarantined in a house with a backyard. We kind of left early, because Matthew is a marine, and he said that things were going to get worse. So we got on it early. At the time, I thought he was being a little paranoid, but now? Well, I am the prize chump of 2020! Paranoid, my ass! He was absolutely right! I don’t know what this means for our country, I don’t know what this means for the entertainment industry (especially live entertainment), I don’t know what this means for our theater company or our show. But I DO know that we are helping Matt’s dad to regrow his grandfather’s vegetable garden. Very 1940’s, with our victory garden. SEE, history DOES repeat itself.