Hello, I am the Pandemic Elf. I am your trail guide through the Holiday Path winding through the Pandemic Forest. My job is to point out detours, sinkholes, and other dangers so they don't catch you unawares. First up: MUSIC! So I was hurtling down TX-130 (literally - the speed is 80, and judging by the vehicles around me, that's a minimum speed) to meet my best friend, the BFF-DRE, in La Grange, which is more or less the middle point between her house in Houston and mine in Austin. I turned on a Spotify playlist of songs from Firestone Christmas albums which some dear soul compiled to kind of jump-start my holiday spirit. Oh my. Oh my my my. This is not 2019. Things are different this year. As each song came on, I couldn't help but talk back to them, and rather sardonically: ♪ It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year! Yeah, dude, but this is 2020. Pretty low bar. ♪ Here We Come a Caroling ... Ack! You're not wearing a mask! And singing in one of
Ruminations from a Texas Unitarian Universalist pastor