Saturday afternoon at 35°. Snowstorm approaching. Doom scrolling ensues. Though I really don’t care, I am having a ‘chat’ with Allen Russ about Beyoncé’s Cowboy Carter album and the #1 chart position.

He claimed it never hit number one so I provided links that it actually debuted at the pole position. I also provided a link to Billboard about the same topic. He claimed that he read Billboard in the 70’s & 80’s and things were manipulated.

I replied that that was true when he read Billboard 40 or 50 years ago. I was around the music business back then when SoundScan was introduced showing actual sales and chart positions. Why do I keep getting drawn into these ‘conversations’?

Today I walked to the big supermarket. Some provisions in case a snowstorm occurs so I sort of expected that it might be crowded. Tomorrow is also the day of obligation to the superb owl. It was crazy crowded with people stocking on on party snacks or foodstuffs to hunker down with.

Mike was coming over tonight to hang with his Dads, me & Bill. We tried to do it a few times but I was sick or Mike had to work or Bill was away, and I wanted to pick up some last minute items and I did just that. I got on the self check out line which while long, was moving.

I even had some food samples while in the queue, the salesmen had their spiels down pat, one for crunchy peanuts and the other for local red sauce, Hoboken Farms. I came home looking at the greyish-white skies and relaxed.

My phone rang with Mike sounding awful. It seems he woke up with nausea and all that brings with it. He wasn’t coming over and was not sure if he’d even make it to work tomorrow. Part of the reason for him coming over tonight was so in case the snowstorm hits, he would have a somewhat easier time commuting to his job than having to rely on public transportation or ridesharing with Lyft.

He said he thinks he has what I had the past couple of weeks but with the nausea, it seems like the flu. He did not get a flu shot so it’s possible. I just had a really bad head cold with some respiratory symptoms, when I thought I was rid of it, it came back for a curtain call.

Now I feel a whole lot better though I was looking forward to Mike hanging out with me & Bill. We have all the future to hang out. I usually make my Penne, Pesto, and Chciken dinner on Saturdays but Mike requested the meal I made on New Year’s Eve, Ziti, cheesy tomato sauce, and meatballs.

I made the Penne, Pesto & Chicken the other night for Bill and me since Saturday’s menu would be different. I still look forward to it and I am getting hungry. Bill is napping and the Simpsons plays on behind me. That is all for now and probably later.

Allen Russ has deleted his replies to me leaving it to look like a one sided convo. I’m still keeping my side up since it was relatively informative. Dumb ass MAGA, now he’s erased all of his comments.