How to Become a Local Celebrity When Everyone is Staying Home

As I look out my window this morning I am shocked at how few vehicles are on the road. I’m in Santa Clarita, California (one of the two cities I live in, the other being Santa Barbara) today. It’s Monday morning, March 16th, at eight o’clock. This is rush hour and from my second floor balcony my view extends more than two miles, through and past Plum Canyon, along the “Cross Valley Connector” road, Golden Valley, and on to Newhall Ranch Road that leads to the interstate freeway. There weren’t any cars in the roundabout close to my house and very few…