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Today was one of those days I should have just stayed in quarantine. Most of the offices in the building complex I work are still closed. One was being emptied during the day. A said picture.

I hope that the lady who runs the canteen on the premises doesn’t give up as well.  Before the outbreak she used to serve at least thirty meals a day, today, just five.  With some covid protection measures being lifted, the things are supposed to slowly go back to normal after the Labour Day holiday next week.

I am kind of curios how long this normal will last. How long before the number of infections start to rise again and the government comes up with new protection measures against the outbreak. As I live in an apartment building that is mostly populated with older people, I am afraid if someone catches this disease, they decide to put the whole building in strict quarantine, no in and out until everyone either gets well or, God forbids, dies of covid. I must think of a backup plan.

Went home earlier than usual, planned to do some exercise, but got a call from a tenant if we could meet. An acupuncture office, many Chinese people employed there. Luckily, they haven’t traveled to China in almost a year. The tenant advised me to prepare for the second wave in Autumn. Food, water, cash… I took the advice with a grain of salt, though. We met last time at the end of January, I asked them if they are prepared for corona, any drop in foot traffic in the office giving the circumstances… didn’t have a clue what corona is. I was thinking to myself back then, and still, “You can say goodbye to those back rents they owe you“.

Well, the day was not over yet. I needed new brake pads for my bike. Showed the salesman the old one and as he confidently gave me a bunch of new ones, I didn’t check the on the spot. Tried to install them at home, figures, they didn’t fit… 1mm longer than the old ones. 

Should be an interesting day tomorrow as I think I forgot to take the receipt for the brake pads. Couldn’t find it anywhere.

I clocked four hours of work today. In the office. So, I guess I could wrap up with these Covideron articles… at least until the second wave hits us.

To be honest, I only went to work because the weather sucked, and with a forecast of three rainy days ahead, I might do some more office work, so I could enjoy more quality quarantine time afterwards.

Someone left a comment that Dana Ivgy’s video links are dead. The thing is, the video was supposed to be published automatically sometime in February while I was on holiday just in case I didn’t have access to the internet to do the regular updates. Luckily, I had internet access all the time, so Dana’s clips, and a dozen other’s, weren’t posted, although I had them already uploaded. Since no one accessed the video in two months, I guess the links expired.  I Reuploaded the Dana’s clip, and have eleven more clips in the backlogs. Which makes me covered for another two months of idling in quarantine.

I noticed I’ve been checking the news a lot recently. Especially in the past few days. I guess, like everyone else, I am just waiting for Kim Un’s obituary on the front page. They’ll probably announce it in May. For karma whores on reddit…. May: Hold my beer.

A few caps and a video clip of Dana Ivgy from movie Or.

Dana currently stars on Israeli TV series Messiah. I don’t think there’s any relation to Netflix’s series, Messiah, neither the UK one.

Here’s Dana’s nude scene from the movie. She was also nude in a couple of other movies. You can check them out at Mr. Skin.

I am starting to lose track of time. Is it week seven of lockdown? There about. I guess it’s time to have some reflection, some meditation on where we at, where we going,

If I still remember correctly, the purpose of lockdown, quarantine, #stayathome… was to flatten the curve, so that the hospitals wouldn’t be overrun with COVID patients. Looking at the worldmeters graphs, mission accomplished. Or is it? We have what, 3 million confirmed cases? Long way to go to 40-70% of population getting this bug.

If I do some stupid math, we flattened the curve at let’s say 100,000 cases per day. So how long will it take to get to 70% of world population catching this bug at this rate of infection to get to those herd immunity numbers. Roughly 54,000 days (147 years).  But the thing is, the Earth’s population is growing faster than the number of cases each day.  Can we ever achieve heard immunity then?  This is going nowhere. This is not very profitable mediation.

Some good thing did come of this lockdown, though. I spent 95 hours on my bicycle in the past forty days. I turned half of my backyard into a garden, potatoes, tomatoes, peas, beans…  starred to sprout. I got up to date with Ozark. And, and, and Venezuelans give me hope, if they have time to protest over food shortages, and still have enough money to invest in stocks, then DOW 80,000 here we come.

Shailene Woodley will be guest on The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon on Wednesday. Amiong other things, she’ll probably talk about her new movie Endings, Beginnings which was released on VOD last week. ,

JoJo will be guest on Tamron Hall on Thursday. She’ll probably talk about reviving her musical career. Her fourth studio album, Good to Know, is scheduled for release on May 1st.

While still reading Daniel Defoe 's book A Journal of the Plague Year, I already had my thoughts on other subjects to occupy myself with while in quarantine.

Dietary Guidelines for Americans suggest Carbohydrates: 45–65% of calories, Fat: 25–35% of calories, Protein: 10–30% of calories.

Let’s take the low end of carbs 45%, high end of proteins, 30%, and 25% fat. So. So, I got stuck on carbs part.  Rice. 100g or rice contains 111 calories, so that would make 1kg or rice 1110 calories. Da fuq? Recommended daily calorie intake is 2,000 calories a day for women and 2,500 for men. So, you’re telling me to survive on rice only I’d have to eat at least 2 Kg per day. I can barely manage to cook a cup of rice, where’s that 2 kg fit. Shit. I only have 10kg of rice in the pantry. That means I am goanna start starving within a couple of weeks if SHTF. Is my math wrong?

Ok, better go to the next thought, or else I''ll end up on a panic rice buying rampage…

I could do something productive regarding this site. Update/add some vintage celebs to the database, at least those names that are constantly popping up in the searches.

I could start working on the new version of nudography’s android app. I see a few people use it regularly. But then again, it is not really profitable, in almost three years since its release, I haven’t got a single feedback, let alone donation to keep working on it.

Speaking of profitable, another thought/word that caught my attention while reading Daniel Defoe's book A Journal of the Plague Year, meditation.

A paragraph from the book

I cannot say but that now I began to faint in my resolutions; my heart failed me very much,- and sorely I repented of my rashness, when I had been out, and met with such terrible things as these I have talked of; I say I repented my rashness in venturing to abide in town wished often that I had not taken upon me, to stay, but had gone away with my brother and his family.

Terrified by those frightful objects, I would retire home sometimes, and resolve to go out no more, and perhaps I would keep those resolutions for three or four days, which time I spent in the most serious thankfulness for my preservation, and the preservation of my family, and the constant confession of my sins, giving myself up to God every day, and applying to him with fasting, humiliation, and meditation. Such intervals as I had, I employed in reading books, and in writing down my memorandums of what occurred to me every day, and out of which, afterwards, I took most of this work, as it relates to my observations without doors. What I wrote of my private meditations I reserve for private use, and desire it may not be made public on any account whatever

I also wrote other meditations upon divine subjects, such as occurred to me at that time, and were profitable to myself, but not fit for any other view, and therefore I say no more of that.

I was curious what he meant by meditation he was writing about. The author is a Christian from 17th century, must be something different than how I perceive meditation, so I had to look it up…

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Here are some last thoughts on Daniel Defoe 's book A Journal of the Plague Year, an account of the dreadful plague of 1665, which decimated the London’s population.

The plague’s first cases were recorded in November, 1664. It picked up pace in March next year and had its peak in September when the intensity of the plague started to wain with each week, which was observed by the drop in the number of cases of deaths attributed to the plague in bills of mortality. According to Dafoe’s account, by the year’s end the plague was more or less gone. Other sources say that the plague did not cease at the beginning of the year 1666; the bills of mortality record 1998 deaths by the plague in that year. In fact, deaths from this disease are recorded each year, except 1670, until 1679.

Here are a few paragraphs from A Journal of the Plague Year on the plague losing its steam and reasons behind it, according to the author.

It remains now that I should say something of the merciful part of this terrible judgment. The last week in September, the plague being come to its crisis, its fury began to assuage. I remember my friend Dr. Heath, coming to see me the week before told me, he was sure that the violence of it would assuage in a few days; but when I saw the weekly bill of that week, which was the highest of the whole year, being 8297 of all diseases, I upbraided him with it, and asked him what he had made his judgment from? His answer, however, was not so much to seek, as I thought it would have been. "Look you," says he, "by the number which are at this time sick and infected, there should have been twenty thousand dead the last week, instead of eight thousand, if the inveterate mortal contagion had been as it was two weeks ago; for then it ordinarily killed in two or three days, now not under eight or ten, and then not above one in five recovered; whereas, I have observed, that now not above two in five miscarry, and observe it from me, the next bill will decrease, and you will see many more people recover than used to do; for though a vast multitude are now everywhere infected, and as many every day fall sick, yet there will not so many die as there did, for the malignity of the distemper is abated; " adding, that he began now to hope, nay, more than hope, that the infection had passed its crisis, and was going off ; — and accordingly  so it was, for the next week being, as I said, the last in September, the bill decreased almost two thousand.

It is true, the plague was still at a frightful height, and the next bill was no less than 6460, and the next to that 5720; but still my friend's observation was just, and it did appear the people did recover faster, and more in number, than they used to do; and indeed, if it had not been so, what had been the condition of the City of London? For, according to my friend, there were not fewer than sixty thousand people at that time infected, whereof, as above, 24,477 died, and near forty thousand recovered; whereas, had it been as it was before, fifty thousand of that number would very probably have died, if not more, and fifty thousand more would have sickened ; for in a word, the whole mass of people began to sicken, and it looked as if none would escape.

But this remark of my friend's appeared more evident in a few weeks more; for the decrease went on, and another week in October it decreased 1849; so that the number dead of the plague was but 2665 ; and the next week it decreased 1413 more, and yet it was seen plainly that there was abundance of people sick, nay, abundance more than ordinary, and abundance fell sick every day, but, as above, the malignity of the disease abated.

Nor was this by any new medicine found out, or new method of cure discovered, or by any experience in the operation, which the physicians or surgeons attained to; but it was evidently from the secret invisible hand of Him that had at first sent this disease as a judgment upon us; and let the atheistic part of mankind call my saying what they please, it is no enthusiasm. It was acknowledged at that time by all mankind. The disease was enervated, and its malignity spent, and let it proceed from whencesoever it will, let the philosophers search for reasons in nature to account for it by, and labor as much as they will to lessen the debt they owe to their Maker; those physicians who had the least share of religion in them, were obliged to acknowledge that it was all supernatural, that it was extraordinary, and that no account could be given of it!

Epilogue

Londoners beat the plague. Celebrations were in order… without any regards to social distancing.

“Some, indeed, paid for their audacious boldness with the price of their lives.”

Here are some scenes of nudity I found at Mr. Skin tagged as party, celebration. Scene with Holly Eglington from American Pie Presents: The Book of Love being among the favorite ones, Quanteisha’s  Get Loose and scene editing and cutting being the main reasons, fake boobs… not so much.