Yes, you're only being considerate.

I am fed up with paywall websites. I should just pay the money and subscribe to a couple of them, but there's something in me that does not like having to pay to read a New York Times article that was written six years ago.

I was truly going to mow what is quickly becoming our back prairie today.  I intended on doing when I got back home from the store a little bit ago.  I honestly did not wish to put it off until tomorrow.  When I got home I discovered that the people two houses down are having a Memorial Day get-together in their backyard.  It would be rude of me to mow the lawn in our backyard now.  By not mowing it I'm being a good neighbor.  So, it's their fault and not my fault at all!

It is currently raining, which is wonderful, because the fire danger was extremely high. I know there were two wildfires burning in the southeast plains of Colorado, and this ought to help. Other than the rain, not much is happening today.

I am finishing up a relaxing bonus day off this week.  We've been trying to give at least the full timer employees an extra day off since we are much slower than normal.  Next week might be the last time this happens because people are definitely starting to fly again.  Our flights are pretty full.

I started watching a couple of weeks ago.  I watched an episode at work Friday night and thought it was #3 but really it was only #2.  A LOT happened in the pilot.  I'm liking it so far but, being a Ryan Murphy creation, I assume there will be much over the top stuff and then it will fizzle out if it continues for a number of seasons.  The first season is usually very good and then the shows get really wild and then tepid. 

American Horror Story may be an exception to that.  I couldn't get past the first season.  I thought it tried too hard to be shocking and just couldn't take it.  I even tried a different season but didn't care enough about it to finish.  Many of my friends really liked the show but it never caught me for some reason.

I got toilet paper at Costco today too.  It must be a Sondheim thing! 

I went to Costco to pick up a prescription, and they had lots of toilet paper! The kind I usually get, which is their house brand in a package of 30. I now have enough toilet paper to last until fall, unless I decide to throw a bridal shower (extraordinarily unlikely).

Other news: I went to the dentist for a cleaning, and my teeth are fine. Costco also had salami and bulgogi on sale, so I ended up getting quite a bit more than I originally went in to get, but at least I did pick up the prescription. Between Costco and the dentist and writing a check to my accountant, I've spent a lot of money today.

Today was a warm day, and the sun is going down, and the temperature in my home office is going up. It's currently 31°C, which I feel is too warm for inside, but I'm not ready to turn the air conditioning on for the season yet. I really should get a tune-up, which is another of those things I've been putting off.

I think I'm just going to leave this hot room and go watch Nova on the other side of the house.

TTB love-fest (cast interviewed before the pandemic hiatus):

https://broadwaydirect.com/robin-de-jesus-on-reuniting-with-lin-manuel-miranda-on-tick-tick-boom/

Broadway Direct's decision to publish this article now would seem to suggest that, so far at least, they're not planning to shelve the film on account of the world ending or anything.  Hopefully the same is true of the Jake Gyllenhaal Fun Home film -- though that wasn't actually in production yet anyway, hence presumably not directly affected by the shutdown.

Speaking of these two upcoming flicks (both decidedly on the smaller end of the scale, as movie musicals go): with all kinds of ideas flying around, in recent months, about what the film & TV industries will look like when they come back, I've been thinking that an emphasis on much smaller-scale, more intimate types of scripts might be the single most plausible move (in terms of actually keeping our industry's workers safe, that is) that I can imagine for the indefinite future.

(To me personally, "the indefinite future" means until a vaccine is developed or a cure found, or until herd immunity eventually halts the virus's spread.  I've now been on enough sets -- which are invariably a logistical shitshow even under the best of circumstances -- to be highly skeptical about the feasibility of making daily testing, masks, split shifts and physical distancing work safely on the scale of a major, big-budget motion picture or TV show.  As a waaaaaay-below-the-line peon myself, I have zero confidence that corners would not inevitably be cut -- not for the stars, undoubtedly, but for those of us who are considered highly replaceable, almost certainly.  And even under the unlikely assumption that producers would be willing to distend their production schedules and inflate their budgets by orders of magnitude in order to be truly fastidious about safety on blockbuster-scale sets with enormous casts and crews -- if I try to imagine the effect of the necessary measures on my own former "average workday," I find it almost impossible to imagine anything whatsoever actually getting done).

The lawn will be at least one day taller when it gets mowed.  Didn't happen today.  Perhaps tomorrow.