The beginning
So it finally happened: I caught Covid more than three years after the world initially shut down. I hadn’t seen my evasion as an achievement, but it was nice to only have to deal with the vaccine side effects three times instead of the fullblown symptoms. I’m not even clear how I got sick in the first place, though with the media coverage on increased infections again I should have known it was a matter of time. All I know was that I had a busy weekend and there were multiple exposure opportunities. Friday I caught La Chimera at the film festival. Watchable, vaguely interesting, and a little predictable, but it wasn’t bad. It wasn’t until halfway through that I remembered Isabella Rossellini was in it. And then when the end credits rolled I realized the lead was one of the Prince Charleses on The Crown, though I hadn’t watched the show at all. Saturday I had a full day starting with lunch with a retired coworker whom I had not seen since the before ...