Coronacles (Part 1)
Let me start by saying, welcome back. I know it’s been a while. What did I miss? Lol that’s a song from HAMILTON! What a great show! I can’t wait til the all white version comes out. HAM(and cheese sandwich with extra mayo)ILTON!
Anyway. I’ll be honest. I have been LOVING quarantine.
WOAH WOAH SAY WHAAAT! <-- That’s my impression of you reading this.
Am I pro death? Heck flippin no! Am I glad that people are getting sick and/or losing their jobs. No sir! Am I having a good time, regardless? Oh yeah.
Lemme also say this. Yeah I know I’m privileged. Uhh no shit. I’m a straight white handsome comedian for Christ’s sake! Keep in mind that I’m joking. I could write a blog about how sad the world is, but yeesh. I know that people’s lives are FUCKED right now, but mine’s not so ROCK N ROLL BABY!
Quarantine, has straight up slapped! I guess I’ll just walk ya through it.
THE BEGINNING
So COVID started in China (for those of you that didn’t know that.) And when that shit started I was like “Puhlease! That’s all the way over there!” Then it came here and I was like “Oh snap!” Then people started working from home, and I had a naughty thought. I thought, “Summer Break question mark?” (I said question mark out loud to be quirky.)
SUMMER BREAK
Sure enough, it happened. I was back in North Carolina working from home until this thing blew over (spoiler alert, it didn’t blow over.) How did I keep myself entertained? A little diddy called Animal Crossing. My town is fucking sweet, there’s a waterfall and-oh-I’m done playing that already. Well then I bought Final Fantasy 12 (because Animal Crossing wasn’t enough to keep the ladies at bay.) That game is a ton of fun! I love how you-oh-got bored with that one too. Well then I bought Super Mario Odyssey and-oh-beat it in a week. Well...summer break seems to be going-oh-I’m already back in Chicago.
CHUCK E CHEESE
So after two months of laying horizontally for so long that part of my back has gone permanently numb (not a lie, still numb, kind of concerned) I came back to Chirado. While everyone else was used to being locked in alone, I was starting my personal quarantine in May. I showered sparingly and I played 127 hours of Assassins Creed Odyssey. I think I receded back into virginity. If you’re at this point in the blog (and honestly..why? stop reading this garbage) I want you to know, I’m not shaming anyone that plays video games. However, I will fully shame myself and call myself a virgin for playing 127 hours of Creed. If you play games, awesome! You’re probably not a Virgin. Anyway, outside of rotting my brain, I was also rotting my stomach. Every Sunday to be exact! My good pal Marty Hasler (a.k.a. Hasman a.k.a. The Has a.k.a. Jim Jones) would join me to watch Last Dance (a Documentary about Michael Jackson or something.) Being two hungry boys, we’d order personal Chuck E Cheese zas from Door Dash. FOLKS! You are straight up FUCKING UP if you don’t capitalize on this deal before Chucks goes under. It’s $20 for TWO large one topping pizzas AAAND 600 motherfucking tickets DAWG! We’ve ordered this deal about 7 times now so do the math (4200 tickets.) I can’t wait to cash those in. Two heavy set, mustached men walking into a Chuck E Cheese. We’ll be like kings.
About halfway through writing this, I realized that I’m being long winded. So this concludes Part 1 of my Coronacles. I was gonna call em COVID Chronicles but Coronacles kinda looks like testicles, so.
Here’s a joke for the blokes the made it this far.















