The first decade of 2020 did a number on us. My anxiety has been at an all time high. Not going to lie, I need a break from my usual sullenness. I need some cheer, and I get the feeling that some of you do too. Especially those of us who are considered “essential” in our respective industries. Instead of conning you into reading one elaborate April Fool’s Day post where I confess something deep and meaningful only to pull the wool over your eyes with Rick Astley at the end, I’m cutting out the meat.
Take it away, Rick.
Chapin City Blues 