Maybe Bob is right: It has been a bad luck rollercoaster since the beginning of the year; my father, family matters, the studio's third iMac blowing up just as bob had installed everything new, truck door handle coming off of my hand.

And known covid, my and another roommate (temp guest). Asymptomatic according to Bob, which is good(?), the test hurt and the positive result was worse. So Bob has us staying in our rooms, him playing nurse, cooking, and going shopping for stuff we need (I didn't need to hear that yesterday was California's official 100.000 death since the pandemic started).

Can't draw (feeling off) so I'm doing my taxes. This will push the commissions, but I already sent messages out to everybody.

Steve Martin.