I just got off the phone with my dear buddy Nile. I think I would have told the checker, "You do the math!" The other day they asked an old guy ahead of me and he said, "I'm 94 years old." The checker still needed his birth date. I remember a few weeks ago, the first time I checked in at SF General when they asked, "Have you traveled outside of the country lately? Have you been around anyone who has? Any fever lately? Have you had a cough?" We weren't even wearing masks yet, but I soon realized people asked the same questions each time, apologetically, sometimes adding, "We have to ask, you know, because of the new virus." I politely answered, "No, no, no, no." It seemed as silly as checkers at Safeway asking my date of birth every time I bought wine. That got me to start thinking about "life and death" again in a way I hadn't thought about that phrase in a long time, maybe since my friends stopped dying from AIDS every week. I've been laughing about something I saw on Facebook about Betty White staying safe and healthy in her 90s during this pandemic. Sometimes it feels like the whole world is more connected now than ever, just because all of us have been separated by this killer virus.
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I try not to be one of those people who post too often on Facebook, but I love people who make me laugh. That daily hour-long video connection with friends is a very good thing in my life right now! We share a lot of laughs and some love. It's become a nightly ritual after our virtual happy hour. I just smoked a bowl of primo buds out on the back deck. I mean me, not her, although she might be stoned too.
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See endnotes for info on his May 15 reading at Fabulosa Bookstore.) He shared a few witty diary entries which are included in his latest book. (Editor's note While we holed up indoors in 2020 ¬-which now seems like much more than two years ago- prolific local gay author Mark Abramson took notes.