LVI. Ozzy. September 1, 2020

>driving

>not for Lyft

>taking Lucy to the doctor for a checkup

>she is almost five

>Youtube is playing what it believes to be my favorite songs over the Bluetooth

>It ain’t too far off, tbh

>Ozzy’s “Mr. Crowley” starts

>Lucy says, “Ugh. What year is this? 1987?”

>I say, “Purty close. It’s 1981.”

>on the phone screen is the album art from Blizzard of Ozz

>Lucy says “Why is that dog on there?”

>”Oh, that’s not a dog, that’s um…well…I don’t know why that dog’s on there.”

>Lucy says “Is there a movie of it?”

>”Crazy Train” begins

>Lucy says “I like the Ay! Ay! Ay!”

>I do too

>Lucy says “This is the song Barb was singjng in that movie”

>it is indeed

>next in the queue is “Master of Puppets”

>Lucy says she likes graveyards