Sunday, March 22, 2020

Last night I went to bed at 10:30, got up twice during the night, finally waking/getting up at 7:15.


Again my back feels better first thing in the morning; I’m hoping its because of the new marigold extract supplements I’m taking.


A gringo in Santander reports that it “looks like the Tuesday gap in quarantine coverage has now been filled.  The governor of Santander extended the first quarantine THRU Tuesday…not up to Tuesday; I’m sure it’s a national thing too.  Eliminates the mad rush to the stores to ‘prepare’ for the next period of isolation.”


I’m reading reports of the first coronavirus death in Colombia was a taxi driver who died March 16^th.  He transported two passengers coming back from Italy.  He got sick right away but not before transmiting it to his sister.  It doesn’t appear he had time to give it to others.


At noon its only 78 degrees.  Nice!


From my balcony I can see the occasional car and pedestrian but what I see most are Rappi delivery guys on bicycles.


On the news there was a segment on a couple getting married by Skype.


I heard they’ve postponed the Tokyo Olympics which were scheduled to start in July.


Loud applause outside again at 8pm.


According to the NY Times stats, Colombia has 231 cases with 2 deaths.  One of the government’s priorities is to guarantee the food supply without food price fixing.  They are allowing one person from each family to do grocery shopping.


Because of the virus threat Colombia experienced mass prison riots today leaving 91 injured and 23 killed.



1,326 steps today.


Joke of the day

A preacher wanted to raise money for his church, and, on being told there was a fortune to be made in horse racing, decided to purchase a horse and enter it in the races. However, the going price for horses was so high that he ended up buying a donkey instead. He figured he might as well go ahead and enter it in the races. And, to his surprise, the donkey came in third!

The next day the local paper carried this headline: PREACHER’S ASS SHOWS.

The preacher was so pleased with the donkey that he entered it in the race again, and this time it won. The paper read: PREACHER’S ASS OUT IN FRONT.

The Bishop, however, was so upset with this kind of publicity that he ordered the preacher not to enter the donkey in any more races. The paper headline read: BISHOP SCRATCHES PREACHER’S ASS.

This was too much for the Bishop, so he ordered the preacher to get rid of the donkey. The preacher decided to give it to a nun in a nearby convent. The paper headline the next day read: NUN HAS BEST ASS IN TOWN.

The Bishop fainted in shock. When he came to, he informed the nun that she would have to get rid of the donkey, so she sold it to a farmer for $10.

The next day the headline read: NUN SELLS ASS FOR $10.
And this was too much for the Bishop, so he ordered the nun to buy back the donkey, lead it to the plains, and let it go.

Next day, the headline in the paper read: NUN ANNOUNCES HER ASS IS WILD AND FREE.