Groundhog Day continues.  I stepped into a puddle, made an ice sculpture of Andi McDowell’s face and played a wicked piano set while buying a young couple tickets to the local WWE event in Pittsburgh. Since I will wake up to Sonny and Cher singing “I got you, babe” every day, let’s defeat the constant drum of ‘same’ with some random symbols.  F you, CV; I reject you emotionally, and the data… don’t even get me started. It rejects you too.

Second, Thank You first responders, nurses, doctors and all the front line workers in the craziness that is our life these days. Every day you wake up to save people’s lives, without PPE.  As an oil and gas industry guy, that is truly f’ing crazy.   We don’t even walk a lease road without a hard hat, lest a hawk attack us, but truly, it is unacceptable. For the good of everyone, you do it.  Amazing.

To the people that have been reaching out on the phone, via text or DM, and that I didn’t know before this week,  I appreciate you.  I miss meeting new people. Our social circles have shrunk so much and as a human, I reject that.  The spice of life and learning is new people and the more, the merrier.  I reject the shrinking social circle. But to the new people, I thank you for sharing your stories.

I’ve heard from people who are depressed and we’ve chatted through it.  I’m not a psychologist, I clearly can’t stay at a Holiday Inn Express, but I care a lot and while I’m not sure how much good I do, I will always take your call.  But, when we hang up, I’ll admit, I feel depressed, too   ‘This’ isn’t  what I signed up for, either.  It’s not what I went to school for and it’s not what I wake up for.  I think it’s risky bullshit. And it violates the social contract I signed up for.

But, fortunately, I have a pretty smart wife, an absolute rock, who said: “There is too much life to live, and we only get one shot. Can you imagine living in Germany as a Jewish person in 1940?  Life is short.  And precious. So get over yourself; things have been way worse.”

I’m not totally sure if she is more or less realistic than I am, but it’s a great point. 1940 was some pretty crazy shit.

I have spent 5 weeks locked in a house with the small people we made, and that’s pretty cool.  One is missing hockey, and the other is missing putts he should make.   As my man Scott Galloway says “life is rich.”  And I’ll add: enjoy it.

Love and socially distanced hugs,

#hottakeoftheday