One of my first tasks to kick off the upcoming weeks of “social distancing” was to find the appropriate pair of socks from the archives. As it turns out, though, I don’t actually have any pairs with either pandemic symbols or adorable little hazmat suits in a spot pattern.
Since I couldn’t find a pair representative of the situation most of us are trying to work our way through at the moment, I figured I’d go with the next best thing. Today, then, I chose beer bottles because let’s face it, there are worst ways to welcome two (or more) weeks of partial isolation—with no televised sports— than by kicking back with a cold one.
The real question is, how many days until we’re breaking out the liquor?