Lisa Lucke

Since the beginning of this whole COVID-19 fucked up fiasco, which I’ve renamed FUF-20, I’ve been thinking things and wondering if other people are thinking them too. For example, how many people reading this have seriously considered having a cocktail with breakfast? Or better yet, for breakfast? I’m not talking about a mimosa or a bloody beer. I’m talking gin and tonic, or a 12-year old Scotch, neat. Don’t get me wrong: I’m not yet drinking a breakfast of champions, I’m just wondering if … [Read More...]

I’ve got this. It took me a couple weeks, but I finally wrangled this dismal situation into submission like a cowboy gets a cow to submit. That actually sounds a little kinky, but this is no time to judge cows. Back to my story. Yesterday, I had my best day yet of “Days ending in Y” as I’m calling this plague that has gripped the globe, but especially, my mental health. I was up by 7 a.m. I was dressed. I did yoga. I listened to the news for only the length of time it took to find out we’re all … [Read More...]

Turns out, when faced with a life-altering situation like a health pandemic, I’m not exactly who I thought I was. In fact, I’ve caught myself doing things that are so out of character in the last three weeks since being mostly housebound, stressed out, and ironically, surrounded by people during this social distancing experiment, that I barely recognize myself. And I’ve known me for most of my life. I’d go so far as to say that judging by some of my behavior lately, we (my old self and my new … [Read More...]