What should we do until this latest virus runs headlong through the population and generates a good herd immunity? My wife and I are discussing this. We may decide to hole up and write a new decameron, or maybe even a vigintimeron while pestilence rages outside. (Wow! this spell-checker is an ignorant piece of fluff.) Our ink cellar could hold out for a long time; if it ran low, I could always make more with some walnut hulls. Pens are no problem; I have plenty of them. Getting a few reams of paper might be a good idea.