Goofing Off is Now Essential.

Goofing off.
Staying home.
Laying low.
Chilling out.
Enforced patience.
Taking things slow.
Doing less.
Taking your hands off the wheel.

No "seizing the day,"
instead,
letting the days drift by...

Laying on the couch.
Listening to music.
Watching movies in the middle of the day.
Pizza party!
Re-binge-watching Mad Men (into season 3 already!).
Playing my guitar.
Playing my mini-Moog.
Recording songs.
Listening to Marc Maron's "WTF."
Eating well.
Sleeping well.

Who knew that "goofing off" would be the new lifestyle choice?
Who knew laying low, becoming a Howard-Hughes-Like-Hermit, would be the lifestyle of 2020 and  a radical political stance?

No shopping. No restaurant hopping. No social activities outside the home.

Staying safe. Lazing around. Waiting for the vaccine...

The a.m. soundtrack - Howling Wolf's "I Ain't Gonna Be Your Dog."  (1994). 2 CDs. The original Chess Masters. Essential. The source. Hard-hitting, killer, Chicago Blues. Blues in full-force, blues in big-band mode: harmonica, guitars, piano, sax, bass, drums. An all-star blues lineup. Big time urban blues.  1950's-late 1960's. These are essential tracks. Sometimes Eddie Shaw on Sax, Hubert Sumlin on guitar, James Cotton harmonica. The Holy Grail of the Blues. The DNA found later in white-boy blues bands like the Rolling Stones, and that guttural, sand-paper voice, the "Wolf persona" adopted by Tom Waits. Howling Wolf was there first. Glorious, thrilling, essential blues. No blues cliches. Funky, loose, sophisticated, layered. Fully-realized. The Stones mined some of this vibe in the basement in France in 1972, their big-band blues was modeled on Wolf and Muddy Waters' bands. Howling Wolf: the real, the righteous stuff. A rollicking good-time.