God, y’all, what day is it? I mean seriously. Midday today, I was like is it a weekend day or not? What time is it? Does it matter?

I am happy that y’all enjoyed the Freddie creature (ground hog? hamster?) and are also praying that RBG is in some sort of germ-free isolation cell in which she is both happy and safe.

Today I have a few gems for you, the star of which is, I believe, these Italian mayors beseeching their citizens, in a terrifically Italian way, to stay the eff inside. Yes, the subtitles are accurate. Listen with the sound on. There is little better than peeved-out, gesticulating Italians.