This spring has been truly horrible for children with disabilities. The school closures and then the lack of live classroom instruction and therapy has devastated those kids and their families. Back in March, I predicted that school would suck for those kids, but I was thinking about more disabled kids than Ian when I wrote that post. It has sucked for Ian waaayyyy more than I could have anticipated, because his teachers never held live classes. He’s been doing worksheets in his bedroom by himself for three months. I am beyond livid. Now, I am stared at the abyss with no camps or pools or activities for him this summer. I hate everyone.

OK. I’m better. This is a first edition of Native Son in my poor, neglected Etsy shop. I am desperate for more inventory, but estate sales are not considered essential businesses. Why? I don’t know. People are still dying and their relatives have to get rid of their crap. I’m hoping that when things open up, there will be a blizzard of sales and I will be able to buy tons and tons of good stuff.

I’m making pasta with kale as a side dish tonight with some leftover pork chops.

The middle aged women, who get COVID and have a hard time getting back to normal, scare the shit out of me.

From my favorite blind gossip blog: “There appears to be a coordinated effort on multiple fronts from reporters and bloggers to force out of the closet a “public figure” who supports anti LGBT policies. As in, this is happening in the next day or two.”

JK Rowling got cancelled this week.