I spent my Friday night on the town at Huntsman Cancer Hospital last night, for one more “last” post-surgery CT Scan. The hospital was good to me throughout my October stay, but I’m sick of seeing the place. In a healthy passive-aggressive fit of fashion, I walked right in through the doors of that hospital with all the COVID-19 I own: my COVID-19 Face Mask o’ the Day. The virus does have a snowflake-ishly festive look to it. I wore another of my pre-printed ugly sweater t-shirts, which wears its own Christmas Tie o’ the Day. God bless us, every one!