Thursday, April 9, 2020

The business meeting felt like a crawl through razor wire this morning and now I feel like I am being punished. I got turned up for the trip to Japan for the annual programmers' forum to someone with less than a year out of college. She has not even completed her internship but the Chip is still pissed at me for this weekend. I told him after that stunt it would be a regular gig to the property and we were even considering moving there on full-time bases. I know that is an empty threat as of right now. Cassy just started a new contract with her recent label and we have to stay somewhere near Nashville. It shut him up quick enough. Chip just said things were getting bad with a resurgence of MERS and it had managed to spread quickly this time.

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I also got a call from Wes for a cancellation of our typical COD night Friday. His unit has been activated and ordered to report for muster. When I asked he said he was not allowed to comment. If there was nothing on the news, then there was nothing to tell. I hate to see him going out again.

Danny started running a fever after we got home but it should not be anything to worry about. It was relatively well controlled with Motron. I am sure he will be fine. He was just as his irritating twelve-year-old self when I left. God, was I that moody as a child? I hope not, if so I feel so bad for my parents. Maybe getting him out of the city and into some open air and off the damnable twitter will do him some good. God, I hate social media. This weekend can't get here quick enough.