I am sitting in a coffee shop on Hollywood Blvd at 9pm on a Saturday night and it is like a ghost town. It is astounding how fast EVERYTHING CAN CHANGE. Suddenly there are no tourists, no musicians , no hot dog vendors, no Superman , no Batman, no lines , no laughter, no life. All because of the flu ? I’m not really sure what to think of all this yet but it seems eerily like a drill. A global drill to see if we are prepared for a real disaster. Because all the deaths from the COVID19 seem to be 80 yr old diabetics with bad hearts. The same people who die from complications after getting the regular flu. I still have memories of the golden days, the parties, the fun, the drinks, and that one girl who
never called back, Norma McCall.