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24 March 12020 is some
sort of Memorial Day in Argentina. I
don’t have any birthdays, saints, or historical events listed for the day, but
I can report that it’s 5 Farvardin 1399, 9 Mina 5120, 28 Adar 5780, 15 Paremhat
1736, 29 Rajab 1441, and JD 2458932. I can also report that Saturn has entered
Aquarius and that the new moon is in Aries (in conjunction with the sun of
course—that’s how it works). While this is all very interesting and I’m sure it’s
leading up to something (thank you, Mrs. Drudge) I can’t seem to shake my fever
and possible hallucinations (I keep seeing this medium-sized black dog out of
the corner of my eye, but he always turns into something else when I look
straight at him). I wish I felt better; I want to be in good shape for fighting
off this novel coronavirus if and when it gets to me. The streets are quiet
when I go outside; it’s like the post-zombie apocalypse, except that there are
no zombies. No red dust blowing in the wind either. And the carnivorous plants
have yet to put in an appearance.
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