Hello. I seem to be back…and just in time to celebrate (?) 300 days of not going anywhere except occasionally to a doctor's office, a supermarket, a restaurant that offers drive-thru or curbside pickup or a walk around my neighborhood. I'd like to think we're all well past the halfway mark on this kind of life.
Constantly reminding myself that there's nothing I can do about it, I'm trying not to pay a whole lot of attention to what's going on in Georgia today or Washington D.C. tomorrow. About the election, I'll only predict that whatever the outcome, Trump will say it proves he won the November election. If the two Republican candidates for the Senate win, it'll be "See? The state is reliably Republican and couldn't possibly have gone for Biden!" If the two Democratic candidates win, it'll be "See? The state's election practices are all f'ed up because Republicans couldn't possibly have lost three elections in a Confederate state like that where everyone came to my rallies." If it's a split decision, it'll be a mixture of both.
And can you imagine how messy this would all be if so many of the judges and officials of swing states who've ruled against Trump weren't Republicans? We now have this kind of automatic assumption in this country that every single person in the opposition party wouldn't hesitate to cheat on its behalf.
Lastly for now: Before my quickie hiatus, I was marveling here at the fact that James Corden does a five-nights-a-week show for CBS but still somehow finds time to star in movie musicals. A couple of you wrote to remind me that he takes five weeks off from The Late Late Show every summer. Okay, fine. It's still an awful lot of stuff to do in a year…and having seen The Prom, it's hard to believe he could do all that in five weeks.
Still way behind in e-mails and deadlines. Don't be surprised if I submerge again.