You can do it a trot, you can do it at a gallop-

In our hours of quiet semi-quarantine desperation, we dream of things we will do when this mysterious virus has subsided.

It will probably be even more crowded than usual next year, but I vote for the Puyallup Fair, even without the water follies, whatever that is.

Where else am I going to get a little mirror with the AC/DC logo on it? Or a giant teddy bear stuffed with Chinese shredded newspaper?