outskirts: life and times in charlottesville

…small town life

Let’s face it, you should never try to cross 29. As a kid in Miami I learned to cross on pedestrian overpasses. That was in the 70′s. I guess 70′s technology hasn’t quite made it to the village yet.

Our politicians have once again decided to do nothing about trying to ban smoking in restaurants/bars (I wish I was in politics getting kickbacks from the VA cig lobbyist…big bucks baby). Virginia really seems to like needless death.

The plague continues to pound the local area (aka UVA). It is the worst since Prince wrote a song in 1999.

I continue drinking enough alcohol to kill the germs that are trying to attack me.

Seems as if UVA is ground zero for a biological attack from the dreaded clan called Orthomyxoviridae (aka influenza).

Will this be 1918 all over again?

I had a little bird,
Its name was Enza,
I opened the window,
And in-flew-enza.

Last week 32% of the students from a local school got attacked by the norovirus. This is definitely not the place to be if you want to stay healthy.

I wonder if The Hook or C-Ville might have a cover that looks like this in the near future. Perhaps I should go by some hand sanitizer when I head out shopping (at some place away from ground zero).

Artist rendition of plague.

Update: As I type this my throat is starting to feel a bit swollen, and for the first this year I turned my heat over 64 since I feel pretty cold…so maybe a fever is kicking in. Ugh. I’ll be sure to tell you all about it. I should never have gone shopping at Hoity Toity yesterday.