Brown Motion

King of Monaco has the virus. Honestly, I am not sure how many people on the planet would know what Monaco is? Including Americans. In India Monaco is the equivalent of a Ritz Cracker.  King of Monaco might sound like some uber cracker and a general reluctance to indulge in a tea time snack. Much like goofy people stopped drinking Corona beer. What next?  Pepperidge farms have to sell the farm?  They make Milanos.  Would people give up on their Milano cookies?  Because Milan is under lockdown? When they announced a run on toilet paper I was left wondering if the rascals in my neighborhood would please TP my house. I have heard that these random attacks in America's suburbs involve a bunch of disgruntled or misdirected youth that decide to wrap the topiary and hedges around someone's house with reels of toilet paper. Dang - that would be handy.  Sort of a trick and treat in one roll. LOL and more ROFL.

LOL. I got to thinking - you know idle mind and all. How are sales of Corona beer these days?  What with the Chinese malady being labeled coronavirus. Is there a virus in the bottle baby?   No crooner can make this shit up. What can Mcafee do?  Such questions come to mind.  Is there any intel inside? Coronavirus is just another genetic mutation that uncontrolled human growth begat for its brethren as it is wont to do time and again.  Few of our species will die as yet another microorganism takes control for a period of time until human ingenuity quashes its spread.  And the two football stadium sized hospitals that China is standing up in record time to house what it thinks will be thousands of patients. Meantime people are freaking out. From global stocks to local clinics and chat groups the phrase has lit up emotion and runs to the clinic. I was surprised to see an article actually claiming some of our species think that the virus is i...

It got hot finally in inland valleys of the bay area.  It is early June so says the calendar.  After what seemed like a storm was brewing one evening and temps dropped into the low 50s (F) the Nino or Nina gods suddenly woke up and decided it was time to crank the heat in Northern California. So much so that the Sunday ended at 100 F on the nose.  As part of the weekend frivolities we were asked to join a neighbor for some chow in the evening and shoot the proverbial what not - we both were at hello before and we agreed we could move to the next level of being acquainted. So in the course of the acquainting the neighbor a smart chap with variety of interests ranging from sports to photography to travel for satisfying curiosity, to raising fine kids offered me a beverage that I was not familiar with. It is called a Shandy - which is defined as a beer to which another fruity concoction is added - in this case it was fizzy lemonade.  The beer (chilled) itself...