Yup. I’m taking the site private.

It’s happening on February 1st, 2021.

If you’re unsure of what you’ll need to do to be able to see this website after that date, or why I’m doing this, email me, and I’ll explain it to you.

It’s fairly simple, but I think that spelling it out in this space right now is a bad idea.

I know that I’m gonna get some weird looks from people for doing this, but that happens anyway.


So, I think I’m taking this website private.

…and with this, I’m pretty done with Substack. I’d like to continue to maintain my free, but private newsletter, which I feel has been the best thing I’ve done online in a long time, but I’m sure as hell not inclined to help pad their numbers anymore.

So, my options are:

  1. Find another free newsletter provider that isn’t currently run by shitheads, or likely to get bought by them (this last part’s completely out of my control)
  2. Use the newsletter apparatus I have built into this website to continue the newsletter here, and merge my Substack subscriber list with the main one.

The problem (if it is a problem) with the second option is that I want the newsletter to be private, and for the newsletter to be part of the website’s infrastructure and private, I’m pretty sure this website needs to be private.

I’d been kinda thinking about making it that way for a while, anyway, even if it’s potentially a big pain in the ass for my readers. I generally feel better about writing if I don’t have to look over my shoulder while I do it, if you follow. I’m not interested in being famous or popular. I’m not making money off of this website. I have other websites I can keep public (for now). Let’s poke at things, as a group, and at least see if it will be as much of a pain in the ass as I fear it could be, alright? If it sucks, I’ll come up with something else.

As I’m about to do things, I’ll let you know, and if you need to opt out of anything, let me know, and it’s totally OK, but otherwise, I ask that you bear with me, as there’s a lot of other stuff going on in my life at the moment. Thanks in advance for your understanding.

I’m going to be a big tease with this…

…but not mentioning it has really bugged me, so I’m mentioning it. There is an album that is not mentioned on my Favorite Albums of 2020 post that, in my mind, should absolutely be there, and on the internal copy of the list, it’s there. It’s a terrific album, has been one of the best things about the last few months of this miserable year, and I cannot wait to tell you about it, but for now, its existence isn’t public knowledge (beyond what I’m telling you right now), and it may not be finished yet, so I can’t tell you what it is yet. When the time comes, you will be among the first people to know about it. Apologies for the vagueness in the meantime, but when the artist in question’s next record after this one hits the “OK, it can have listeners, if they keep quiet about it” stage, I’d like to be able to be one of those listeners, as I was with this one. I really can’t wait until I can tell y’all about it, though.

Just in case anyone is wondering: no, it is not one of mine. Still retired.

My Favorite Albums of 2020

Yep, it’s time for this shit again.

These are, of course, in no particular order. I was able to get an embed for every single album on the list the year, which was nice, and at least one easy to get to alternate option for the people who don’t like Spotify (to be fair, I’m not thrilled with them either, though I do think they learned most of their bullshit from the major labels while they each had an interest in the company, and I feel like there isn’t enough said about that) on all but two releases. (If you’re curious, everything that’s on Bandcamp here is on Spotify, though that was only the case as of December 9th, because Emma Swift gave Blonde On The Tracks a four month window where it wasn’t on the streaming services after release.)

Unfortunately, I did have to take one album off the list because the artist in question has said a bunch of “just vague enough to have a thin layer of plausible deniability to them” COVID denier-type things in recent months (and is associating with people who are known to be much, MUCH worse about this shit than she is) that I only found out about late in the process of writing this article, because there was a language barrier to the coverage about it. I can’t, in good conscience, tell y’all to listen to a record from someone like that. It really sucks, too, because the album’s fantastic, and the artist is one whose stuff I’ve loved for decades. I’m not gonna name her here, because the point of this is to not give people like her press, but if you ask me privately, I may volunteer the information. And, nope, in most cases (and at this point, I feel guilty about the ones where I can’t quit the artist in question, because there are a lot of other artists out there who could use fans instead of those people), I can’t “separate the art from the artist”.

Moving on…

I listened to a whole fuck of a lot of music this year. The working list of every album I deemed to be noteworthy this year (and I listened to at least a little of every one) is like 129 hours long, and I’m sure it’s missing plenty that I didn’t remember to put on the list. I don’t know how sustainable any of it is in this world, but right now, there is a whole fuck of a lot of music being created, even if lots of it, you’re not going to find unless you look for it, even with fancy algorithms that will let you know from time to time things like, no shit, The Dazz Band have a new single out.

A thing I’ve come to realize over the years, but one that it doesn’t seem like a lot of other people are totally on board with, is that, if there’s an artist you liked something from, and you haven’t heard anything about them in a while, if they’re alive, chances are, they’re still making music. Check in on them. They get lonely out there sometimes once they’re out of the zeitgeist (even if many of them are relieved to be out of it). When I see peoples’ lists of the music they like, there’s a lot of the obvious, massively popular choices, and there’s also a whole bunch of the new stuff that we all get told about by the usual sources, but legacy artists, especially those who aren’t on a bigger record label, tend to get lost in the shuffle if they don’t have really devoted people working on keeping their names out there, especially if those artists aren’t Internet-savvy or particularly interested in doing their own marketing. I’d say around 40% of the albums I put on this list were made by the kind of artists I’m talking about. Show them some love.

I think I’ve said enough before we start on this, and don’t wanna be like one of those recipe blogs that spends 3 pages talking about how random depressing things before they post the goddamned recipe, so here goes! Enjoy!

Devon Gilfillian
Black Hole Rainbow

The first album (and new-to-me artist) I found in 2020, way back on January 10th, in The Before Times. Throughout the year, when I needed to feel better, this ended up being my go-to. So, thanks, Devon, for making me feel better, and thanks to Aaron Lee Tasjan for hipping me to Devon and a bunch of other artists, some of which are on this list.

(non-Spotify options here)

Roger Eno & Brian Eno
Mixing Colours

This was the record I went to when I needed to feel calm. It came out the week after the shit hit the fan in the States, and not a moment too soon. Gorgeous stuff.

(non-Spotify options here)

Choir Boy
Gathering Swans
I found out about Choir Boy from John O’Leary last year, and even got to see them with him at Great Scott, back when Great scott was in what is now “the old location”, with them due to take over the old Regina Pizzeria space. Back to Choir Boy, though. They are the deeply sensitive band we wish we had in 1983. No, we did not have enough of those, thank you very much! Fans of early Tears for Fears and Jimmy Somerville’s various endeavors, y’all need to check out Choir Boy.

Clint Mansell & Clint Walsh

I was deeply sad to read about the events that led to this album’s creation, as Clint Mansell is a good guy who I spent some time around in a past life, and I’m still very sorry for his loss. With that said, he and Clint Walsh (who I knew of mainly from The Motels before I realized that he’s worked with pretty much everybody) have done a beautiful thing by creating this album. It’s an amazing work that recontextualizes Lou Reed’s Berlin album to honor the memory of a lost loved one, without trampling the original work in the process (quite the opposite, in my view). It’s moving, and I hope it’s as comforting to Clint as it’s been to me this year.


…and now for something completely different. I have Carcass to thank for my marriage. This EP is what they do, so it’s of course fucking great.

King Gizzard & The Lizard Wizard

*bong noises*


Phantogram don’t reinvent the wheel, but they’ve low-key soundtracked a good chunk of my last decade. Their last album, Three, wasn’t quite as good as this one (great singles, but the rest of the album lost me a bit), but this is a solid, focused return to form for them.

(non-Spotify options here)

Fiona Apple
Fetch The Bolt Cutters

It’s a challenging listen (I took a few months off from it after the first month I had it), but it’s worth all the praise the critics have been throwing at it. I’ve said this elsewhere, but it’s also the Einstürzende Neubauten album I wish they had released this year, instead of the one they did.

(non-Spotify options here)

The Psychedelic Furs
Made of Rain

29 years off from releasing a studio album? No problem! Seriously, it somehow manages to just sound like the album after World Outside, while being completely contemporary.

The Dream Syndicate
The Universe Inside

Since reforming, The Dream Syndicate have released 3 albums, two of which, including this one, have made my list of year-end favorites. I may need to go back and listen to These Times, from last year, which is the one that didn’t. I may have just missed something about it. I already need to revisit the older stuff, as, for whatever reason, it didn’t grab me back then. Sometimes, we’re just ready for music at different times in our lives. Anyway, The Universe Inside is a journey, as you may have guessed if you noticed that the first track on the album is 20 minutes and change long. The album’s kind of the answer to the question “What would happen if we let a band that was on college radio a lot in the ’80s really, really jam?”, and I’m pleased to report that, at least doing it in 2020, it works out pretty well.


I’m really new to Sevdaliza. A friend (and bomb-ass DJ) in Second Life named Berkeley Yoshikawa played her “Human” in a set a few months ago, and I did a weird thing where I loved it, found out what it was, and then fell asleep and forgot about it for like a month. When I came back across the song, I listened to everything else she’s made, including this album. So, thanks, Berks! If you don’t wanna just press the “Play” button, it’s dark, moody, severe trip-hop kinda stuff. Just press the button, though.

Bruce Springsteen
Letter To You

It is a definite sign that I’ve been away from the state where I spent most of my first 40 years for over a year now, longer than I’ve ever been away in my lifetime by a considerable margin, that I’m listening to Springsteen (and not just this album), and that this album (which is not his and The E Street Band’s best by any means, but if you played it for someone who likes this sorta thing, but had somehow never heard him, I think they’d love it) made my year-end list. Call me sentimental! I’m not made of stone, y’all. It was really good to have a piece of the old country show up when it did, and it’s good to have Bruce around for however long we will. Bruce spends a good chunk of his time on this record seemingly exploring his lapsed Catholicism and thinking of departed friends, and it’s still a good time. People who were around for various periods of his career all have cut-off points, favorites, and so forth, and this album, if I had to compare it to any of the prior ones, is definitely more The Rising than Born to Run, but I’m not such a first-few-albums purist that I didn’t The Rising well enough, and again, if you wanna call me a big softy for this pick, go ahead.

(non-Spotify options here)

Dark Hearts

Hey, Annie! When did you decide to channel Floating Into The Night-era Julee Cruise? This question’s sort of answered here, in fact. That Julee Cruise thing isn’t a knock at all, by the way. Steal from the best and all that! It’s a terrific album, and it’s good to have her back around.

(It’s on the other major streaming services, but Annie doesn’t have a lnk.to or something similar for the album.)


Band I completely slept on over 20 years ago (I even got a free copy of Downward is Heavenward in the mail when before it came out, and…nothin’…it’s definitely time to revisit and visit their back catalog…) releases monster new album out of nowhere. Film at 11. If I were to play the comparison game here, I’d go with Catherine Wheel, Jesu and some of Devin Townsend’s stuff (thinking Ocean Machine and Physicist without as many blast beats as the latter had). So, it’s really good.

Bob Mould
Blue Hearts

BOB MOULD IS BACK, AND HE’S PISSED OFF! For my money, it’s his best since Silver Age. (Wow, that’s 8 years and 4 albums ago now.) It’s a very direct album in its language about everything, and it’s very raw, but in the best possible way. If you’re reading this, chances are, you know who Bob Mould is already. If not, while I don’t know him personally, he seems like a guy that’s worth knowing.

Paris Jackson

I like this one a bunch. She’s got her own voice, but also clearly has a cool record collection. She does a bunch of world-building within her songs that establishes a core aesthetic. (She’s apparently really into horror movie gore.) The material is strong enough to overcome the choices she and her producers made here and there that I might not have made in how things were arranged and recorded (and to clarify, there aren’t a ton of these, or this wouldn’t have made the list, but there’s stuff here and there that sounds like a major label meddling, even if that wasn’t the case). It’s a really good start, and I look forward to hearing more.

(non-Spotify options here)

John Foxx & The Maths

Always good to have John Foxx keepin’ at it. He’s lived what seem to be a dozen lives creatively and professionally. In recent years, he’s been doing a lot with BengeHannah Peel  and Serafina Steer as John Foxx & The Maths, and it’s the closest he’s been in sound to his ’76-’85 output, solo and with Ultravox. Robin Simon, his erstwhile guitar player from that time period, joined The Maths on this release, and the guitar’s fantastic and Fripp-ish and I quite like this one.

Anaal Nathrakh

The best heavy band on the planet right now continue to destroy us all. People who wish to have their faces melted, apply here.

Emma Swift
Blonde On The Tracks

Emma’s been a real bright spot this year in a great many ways. Patron saint of Bandcamp, co-host of one of the best streaming shows of the pandemic (Tomorrow’s show is her birthday show, too!), co-keeper of Tubby and Ringo the cats, and, of course, maker of the finest Bob Dylan cover album money can buy, a Bob Dylan cover album so good that it charted higher than Bob’s new one in Emma’s native Australia earlier this year. I first saw Emma, without knowing who she was, a little under 5 years ago at a show locally, and I was blown away by how good she was. I’m glad to see that the rest of the world’s catching up.

Robin Guthrie and Harold Budd
Another Flower

I came to this one late, and found out about it, sadly, a week after it came out, when Harold Budd passed away. It’s gorgeous. It’s Robin Guthrie and Harold Budd being Robin Guthrie and Harold Budd. If you don’t know what that means, well, you’re on the Internet reading this. You can figure it out. Or you can just press “Play”. It’s not like the old days when we’d have to spend $11 for a tape at Sam Goody and the tape might suck.

Zeal & Ardor
Wake of a Nation

This one’s difficult listening, probably the most difficult on the list, because it is a raw, direct expression of pain from racist police violence, but it’s also great, and I’m glad that Manuel Gagneux used his music to speak out in the ways that it seems like he felt he really needed to. The music, while a little different in tone and type of intensity than the first couple Zeal & Ardor records, is terrific, too.

Elizabeth Cook

Elizabeth Cook made a hell of a record here. Great songs, great vocals, great playing, great production, it’s smart, it’s honest, it’s tough, and it’s tender. Highly recommended. Give it a listen. I’ve made it pretty easy for you to do that.

(One non-Spotify option here, but hey, it’s something.)

U.D.O. and Das Musikkorps der Bundeswehr
We Are One

This album is kind of a lot, to put it mildly, so I ended up writing more about it than any of the others. At the core of it, it’s a concept album that’s the vision of a 68 year old white German man who doesn’t want civilization, such as it is, to end, and the Earth to die. This is, of course, the point of view of most sensible people (though obviously, there are people who want civilization, people who think civilization is whatever seemed OK before it started affecting them and want that back, and all points in between), but in this case, the 68 year old white German man in question is Udo Fucking Dirkschneider, who you may remember from Accept, or his solo band U.D.O. (featured here), and to try to reach people with his message, he recruited Das Musikkorps der Bundeswehr, the official concert band of the German Armed Forces, to help him. If you’ve ever dreamed of hearing Udo Dirkschneider and his band play metal anthems about saving the Earth with a 60 piece military orchestra and a full chorus behind them, gosh, have I got great news for you.

It’s a remarkable record, not like any other “metal band with an orchestra” record or, really, any other record. It’s, of course, ridiculously over the top, but that’s absolutely a strength in this case. The musicianship and production are outstanding, Udo’s band integrated seamlessly with the orchestra, and Udo is in great voice, to where he sounds 100% like he’s leading the chorus, rather than following it. The message in the songs (and to be clear, this is an album of entirely new music, not orchestral covers of past U.D.O. songs), while being largely sensible and from a point of view that I agree with, has alternating moments of being very corny in how earnest it is, being the words of a well-meaning 68 year old white man from Germany who doesn’t quite have the hang of social and environmental justice yet (and hey, everyone’s gotta start somewhere, but not everyone starts by making an album with a 60 piece military orchestra while they’re doing it), and, I’ll say it, I do still get nervous whenever I hear Germans talking or especially singing about unity, however well-meaning they may be, because of that thing that happened a while back. With that said, a tremendous amount of resources, effort and care were put into trying to reach people who might not otherwise be reached with a message like this, at what I’d describe as at least some professional and personal risk for Udo and his band (to say nothing of the German Armed Forces), because people who oppose these messages tend not to take kindly to it (especially not here in the States, though we are far from having a monopoly on far right-wing people). Ultimately, I do believe that everyone’s hearts were in the right place when they made We Are One, and they created an incredible, unique listening experience in the process, too.

(It’s on the other major streaming services, but U.D.O. doesn’t have a lnk.to or something similar for the album, because Udo is a busy man, y’all. He trusts you to find him.)

Venom Prison

Well-crafted, left-wing extreme metal with a woman (Larissa Stupar’s her name) as lead singer/primary lyricist who can melt your face off with her screaming? Sure, sign me up. Sometimes, it’s that easy.

Richard Marx

This one was a late add, after a lot of thought. The question I had to ask myself was this: in 2020, does a great Richard Marx album…not “a great album that happens to be made by Richard Marx, but may or may not be what he does, usually”, but “a Richard Marx album that does a great job at what Richard Marx does”…make it onto my list of my favorite albums of the year? The fact that you’re reading this, if, in fact, you are, answers that question. I’m not a Richard Marx super-fan by any stretch of the imagination, but going all the way back to when I first saw the video for “Don’t Mean Nothing”, I have been at least a little sympathetic to the cause. He’s largely a solid citizen by most accounts, and he does the thing he does really well. If you’re reading this and wondering whether it sounds dated (because he was such a cornerstone of a particular time and place), it is absolutely a contemporary-sounding album that sounds like a Richard Marx album as well. If his voice weren’t as recognizable as it still is, you’d think it was one of the younger kids on the pop charts doing modern stuff that sounds kinda like Richard Marx. Another question I had for myself on this album (and, moreso than in previous years, every album on this list) was “Am I going to end up listening to this after 2020 ends?”, and I’m pretty sure I will. I didn’t listen to it all the way through a ton this year after release day, but I came back to “Another One Down” plenty, I thought about the fact that I was pretty sure Richard Marx made a great album this year a lot, and I’ve listened to the album in full a few more times while I’ve written this list. Some of the albums I really thought were going to make this list did not pass that test, and some of the bigger releases this year (you’ll know them by the fact that they’re not here, even though some of them are on everyone else’s lists like this) didn’t, either. The good ones, whether they’re ambient music or death metal, weird psychedelic stuff or straight-up pop, make you want to keep listening and paying attention while you do, even if you’ve got a lot of other things you want to get to. LIMITLESS is, in fact, one of the good ones.

((non-Spotify options here)

As we wrap this thing up, a thing I tend to do every year, as I’m going through the year, is to do kind of a shorter, time capsule playlist of the new songs, even if the albums they’re from didn’t make my list of albums, that stuck with me the most throughout the year. I’m really pretty happy with this year’s model, and hopefully, you enjoy it, too…

Finally, if you want to listen to all of the albums I named here in one list…in a row, or on shuffle, you can do that, too.

So, what new music did you listen to and love this year?

Let’s try this again…

(11/04/2020 Edit: I did, in fact, go back and do that other shit. The account’s deleted, and it ain’t comin’ back. Hopefully, some of you decide to come here and/or keep in touch in other ways.)

I left Facebook.


I didn’t delete it. I didn’t deactivate it. I just fuckin’ left.

At some point, I may go back and do that other shit. Right now, I just wanna be done with the place.

If you’re seeing this because you saw my “I left, come here instead” message, hi! Say hello in the comments.

Now that this is done, let’s try to talk about that website a lot less.

Maybe I’ll even start posting things of consequence here again. Most of that’s gone to Substack lately. I wanted a place to write conversationally, privately, with the comments also being private, and it’s served well in that regard for the first month-ish that I’ve had it. If you want to subscribe to it, email me and let me know, including your preferred email address.

This venue has a use, though, too, so we’ll see. Let me figure out what I’m posting here next, and we’ll take it from there.


Been a few weeks…

Reports and Questions:

  1. The Substack experiment continues to be a successful one. If you’re signed up for email updates from this site, were enjoying them, and would like to sign up for a similar thing that generally leads to about one email per day, please let me know (and include your preferred email address), as the Substack’s private, and I need to invite you for you to sign up.
  2. If you’re wondering why I’m not just posting all of this stuff to this website, it’s because I want some privacy, both for myself and my commenters. Everyone can use some privacy sometimes, right?
  3. I’m looking into possibly taking this site private (as in “you wouldn’t be able to see anything on it without logging in”), and if I do that, I may merge the Substack list with our user list, but not before talking to both my readers here, and subscribers on Substack first. If I take things private, you should still get posts emailed to you, but you’ll need to login here to see them on the website. This is all in the very early stages, and again, within reason, I’m allowing input from the people who give a shit about any of this, so don’t worry, it won’t be abrupt.
  4. A question for this group: I’ve figured out how to do it now, but would you prefer to get these posts in their entirety in your email, or do you like just getting notification that they’ve happened, that you then have to click through to get here? To me, it seems like the full post in the email thing’s easier on everyone, but your mileage may vary, and again, I wanted to ask those of you who’d be affected by this before I just did something, in stark contrast to the behavior of most of the rest of the Internet.
  5. Listen to the new Bob Mould album. Seriously.

So, yeah, 3 months later…

…that “I’ll try to write more frequently” business looks pretty bad.

There was a sick cat (she’s doin’ better now, but it took a while), several home improvement projects, and the dog ate my homework.

I still exist, though, and my people, from what I can tell, are doin’ alright.

I should mention that I’m cheating on you right now. As an experiment, I started a Substack. I’ll be posting mostly different stuff there than I am here. It’s free, but it’s invite-only. If you’d like an invite, ask me for one via email. I cannot guarantee that I’ll agree to it, because sometimes, the wrong kinda weirdos ask me for stuff, but I’ll at least consider it.

World, especially the States, continues to be in the shitter. Some places are better than others. The one I live in is not one of those places.

Despite the looming threat of No More Comic Books and a bloodbath at one of the major companies, comic books continue to show up for now.

I’m still on fucking Facebook, but the Substack thing is part of my exit strategy. Watch Zuckerberg buy it now that I said that.

I’ve watched a bunch of movies and TV. I wanna get this post out, so I’ll get back to you on what, because I’d have to go over what I’ve gotten to.

The post just below this one has most of my favorite albums of the year in it, but as it’s not on Spotify, I’d like to take this opportunity to recommend Emma Swift’s Blonde on the Tracks again, as it’s great.

The rest, we’ll get to soon. In the meantime, how’s about leaving a comment, and letting me know how you’re doing?

May 1st, and whatnot.

Some updates:

Everyone I’ve mentioned in these pieces who has or had COVID-19 is still with us as I type this, as far as I’m aware (and I have been keeping up; the person who had the worst case out of all the people I know is still fighting like hell, but they’re starting to make some progress now). I do know people, including some of you who read this, who’ve had losses, and I’m very sorry for those losses.

In much lighter news, I’m 40% through the pile of comic books now, so there’s been some progress there. I’ve watched The Illumination of Jim WoodringStrange Brew, One Million Years B.C., Barbarella and the long-lost Music Of The Spheres (which I hadn’t seen in over 30 years, and which I thought was lost to the ages) since I wrote last, so I’ve finally got some attention span back for movies. I’ve been keeping up with Better Call Saul and Westworld, too. The former had a great season, while the latter’s had an uneven one. We’ll see how the finale plays out on Sunday.

On the video game front, my household’s played the hell out of Untitled Goose Game, and I just have to get through the timed missions to 100% it. It’s been a tonic through some pretty bleak times.

I’ll try to write a bit more frequently this month, as it’s probably kinda scary when people have long gaps in between their diatribes nowadays. I hope that you are all as well as you can be at the moment. Y’all should stay in touch too, eh?

Still here.

34 days since my household started trying our level best to stay the hell on our property, with varying degrees of success.

Still haven’t read that last batch of comic books yet. Soon.

One friend who tested positive for COVID-19 is recovered now, though they had a hell of a time with it. Another is still in a relatively bad way with it, but they’re fighting like hell, and hopefully, they’re gonna beat this thing. Another friend who wasn’t able to get a test, but more than likely had it has recovered. Beyond that, as far as I know, anyway (I’m not hearing from some people in some serious hot zones), it’s this mix of “OK” and “people who were or are sick with something over the past few months that may or may not have been it”. I’d still call it all pretty early on in the process, and every time anyone leaves the house is a significant risk, but my people, best as I can tell are hanging in there so far.

Thanks for any crossing of fingers and whatnot that you may have done.

More soon, ideally sooner than my last update. I hope you’re all well or getting there, and I hope you all stay safe.

Another long day in a strange world where not much is going right.

The residents of my house have been a hopefully safe distance away from other human beings for 14 and a half days at this point, and we’ve been in the house for nearly all of it. We’re due for more supplies and a walk soon. Please wish us luck with all of that.
I did get to wave hello to a friendly face through a window (the first familiar person outside of my household that I’ve seen in two weeks) that dropped by and delivered what could be the last new hard copy comic books I ever see from the major comics publishers. I do hope that everything goes well for my intrepid comic book delivery person and their store, as it’s never easy to own a comic book shop, but right now, it is extremely hard.

Two people I’ve met and been a friendly acquaintance of, at various points in my life, have tested positive for COVID-19 so far. One of those people feels OK so far. The other has been pretty sick, and has been radio silent for just over 24 hours. I’m worried about both of them, but I’m pretty freaked out about the situation with the latter of the two, and am hoping they’re just getting a LOT of rest.

Two more undoubtedly have or had the virus, but can’t get tests where they are (2 different countries). One seems to be on the mend, but the other thought that they were also on the mend, and then got sick again, so even if you think you have this and start to feel better, please give it way more time than you think you’ll need, if it’s at all humanly possible.

It hasn’t all been rough news like this in my circles. I know that so many of us are absolutely craving some tiny bit of good news right now, but unfortunately, for the moment, especially as it’s still so new and so touch and go, I have to sit on the success stories I know about, and hope that they remain success stories.

I know that I’ve already asked you for luck once in this short piece, but in all of these other cases, along with my household’s, whatever you do for people when you’re hoping their stories will turn out OK, whether it’s prayer, crossing fingers, lighting a candle, or other stuff…I am not personally a believer, but if you could do your thing anyway, I’d still appreciate the sentiment. I’d give you names, as I know that can be a thing in these practices, but I’d like to protect their privacy, as these are sensitive matters. If “Scott’s friends” will get them through the door here, feel free to use that. I’m sure there are a lot of people asking you for this, and plenty more that you’re voluntarily doing it for without having to be asked, but I still have to ask because I, like any of you with a brain and a heart, want my people to be OK. You don’t have to tell me if you do it. Just know that I appreciate it, and that I hope your stories turn out OK, as well.

More of this as things unfold, and I’m able.