Initial Post (or "The Placeholder While I Figure Out Blogger Formatting")
"I didn't think..." There were a lot of things I didn't think roughly 42 days ago, as I looked ahead to the weekend, on a mid-March day. I didn't think I'd spend the next 42 days teleworking. I didn't think I'd be watching an unprecedented series of events unfolding in my state, in my country, and in my world. I didn't think I'd suddenly have to relearn 3rd and 5th-grade math to help my wife teach the children, or that I would start feeling an urge to write again. I didn't think I'd be frowning at the formatting on this blog wondering how I could indent paragraphs while clutching desperately to my two spaces after every period, hoping only that my Oxford commas would balance out my alignment on the writers' moral compass as I continue with this endeavor. I didn't think my April would be like this. But it is. And it was a desire to have an outlet that led me to a discussion with my wife last night whereupon I concluded the a...