May 9, 2020
Again, to reiterate: EFF that, mate! Davey H ended up not writing much today because he had so little to say. It was tough enough amid all this stuff to keep fatigue at bay. The humans raced and soon defaced their nutritive essence that went to waste. Davey H was still employed and wondered about the local ghost town he tooled through so frequently. No signs of protesters waving cardboard signs; at least not yet. That was one facet of social distancing that hasnít garnered that much attention: the dispersal effect of said social distancing handily precludes organic protest efforts.