today in post apocalyptic landscapes...
D had to have a covid test (so he can go see the pulmonologist on Friday to see if there's any reason why he's still not breathing right) and the hospital system his doctor is affiliated with has a mass testing/inoculation site set up in an abandoned Sears auto building next to a shuttered mall. It was all very efficient and smooth--we never had to get out of the car, just drove right through--but just saying where they're set up is freaky and actually driving through the process, with everyone in full, head-to-toe PPE was like being in some documentary, which I suppose we kind of are. (He's had multiple previous tests, but they were set up in a clinic so it was less of a disconnect.)
In other pandemic news, D's brother tested positive last week, which brings the number of cases in his immediate family to 7 (this does not count the distant, but near-by, elderly cousins who were diagnosed early in April, one of whom did not survive.) Welcome to the red states.
In less depressing news, my team shares a random link or fact or observation when we do our status posts, and this morning I shared a link to a spotify playlist of the music NASA used to wake up the Mars rover + a listing of what day each song was used and why. It made my nerdy engineering heart happy so I thought I'd share here, too.