March 21,2020 - Haircut, Penicillin

Today's ramification: Got a robo-reminder of a haircut Monday. No robo-cancel option, so called the salon. Nobody answered. Texted Rox herself at home: Hey, I can't come in Monday and I can't imagine what your life is like right now, but could I PAY AHEAD, and send you money to tide you over, and then collect haircuts later??

Rox: No need, I'm not scared yet, this will be over soon!!

Today's insane conversation, shouted across the street to sweet young couple neighbors, him a doctor, her a high school counselor, as we are all somewhat-ironically-catastrophizing about the collapse around us, last lines:

Me: I figure, this bit will be okay. I KNOW people! If I need to score some antibiotics, I can score some antibiotics!

Him: I'm sorry, I don't have any.

Her: You can MAKE penicilin, you know!

and.... curtain.