THB Sidebar: Covid Comes Home

I am going to make this very brief… very brief for me, at least.

I got The COVID.

I’m 95% sure I got it at the first screening of Babylon last Monday. Perfect for a movie whose first significant image about show business is an elephant spraying diarrhea all over the people trying to help get it up the hill.

(I’m not actually that bitter and I don’t blame Paramount or the movie at all. Funny that I feel the need to soothe a movie studio while I am sick.)

It was also my first trip back to the Academy Theater since COVID started. I had a ton of in-person stuff on my schedule last week, but amazingly, I somehow skipped or cancelled it all even before I started feeling sick on Thursday.

Anyway…

The worst for it, for me, was Saturday, when I woke up with a singularly sore throat. I can’t imagine how millions of people who have had it so much worse than I have manage that discomfort. I wasn’t scared of not breathing, but stabbing pain with every swallow.

That said, every one of us emerged from …