Apparently it’s May. The 12th according to my computer as I type this. Alright then. I’ll take your word for it. Hell if I know. Every day just smears into the next and the only real distinction between weekdays and weekends is whether or not Bob is working in the living room or playing a game at his desk…or in the living room. Is this really that much different from “normal” times? Not really. But… Keep reading…No one on the radar…