i'm going to be even more minimal in regard to people now with this gol dern pandemic for the sake of my mental hygiene, gnome sane, pardner. shoot, i was in the doller store stocking up on toilet paper and the feller ahead of me was stocking up on dr. pepper, maybe that is a home remedy, every other person was buying disinfectant spray and they already run out of purel, pfft, like that's gonna save you, but thing is i started to panic on line, feeling the gusts of panic surging around. everybody's terrified of touching or being touched and shoot you can't avoid touch, think of it, just cash alone, you can't clean that shit, well you could, but damn the thing of the fear is what gets me, like existential gust of hollow wind in my solar plexus, nay, hell, my soul, that's the virus i'm really a-feared of. keep them pandemic panickers away from me pardner.