Another long day in isolation. This certainly wasn’t what I had in mind when I planned to be in Louisville this week, but…no plan survives first contact with the enemy, and I’m certain this virus is the enemy. I lost the battle this week, but I expect to win the war by changing tactics.

I’m binge-watching The Terminal List. In previous posts I wrote about the books by Jack Carr – I liked them a lot, but the military and gun worship got to be a bit much. The series is much the same, but I’m enjoying it. I don’t love the casting of the main characters – Chris Pratt and Constance Wu are NOT who I had in mind for Reece and Katie, but they’re growing on me. Pratt’s wild-eyed version of Reece is hard to reconcile with the stoic character in the books, and I have a hard time seeing them get together in later seasons. But I think Amazon has already OK’d season 2, so we’ll see.

I also watched a gloomy though good movie called Downeast. Part love story, part gangster movie, set in a small Maine fishing town. Really interesting.

I watched 13 Minutes, a movie about a tornado hitting a town in Oklahoma. Kind of timely, given Florida this week. Decent movie, and anything starring Paz Vega is worth a look.

I also watched more than a little of the Dunhill Championship from Scotland, with play at The Old Course, Carnoustie and Kingsbarn. Legendary courses, and it’s always fun to see the pros struggling with links golf. I’ll never forget my round at Carnoustie.