Life And why is the carpet all wet, Todd? Shawshank, November 22, 2023 Yep, as you can see, that’s what was stuck in my head this morning, as I snoozed, trying so hard to get comfortable. I again, was very tossy turny this morning. It took a while, but I finally got a little comfortable – where I could breathe, and temperature wise,… Continue Reading
Life Life is like a hurricane here in Duckburg Shawshank, November 21, 2023 Well, it’s Tuesday. And it’s dark out. But here we are. We’re all awake here. Chaucer is wondering around. I’m hoping herms not just wandering around, looking for a comfy place to get sick. We’ll see. I pretty much crashed last night. As my head hit the pillow, I think… Continue Reading
Life When I settle down got to get me a trailer park Shawshank, November 20, 2023 Nothing too much to type about today. We didn’t do too much of anything yesterday. Well nothing of note. We did the laundry, and the Sunday chores yesterday. Then after all the chores were done, I was flipping though YouTube, looking for something to watch. I found Dogma. We haven’t… Continue Reading
Life If you’re a man at all oh, I will figure this one out on my own Shawshank, November 19, 2023 It’s dark. It was dark when we went to bed, and it’s dark when we wake up. Winter is coming. This is just the herald of winter. First they take away our warmth, then they take our light. They’ve already taken the ground. Winter is coming. Yesterday was whirl wind…. Continue Reading
Life I’ve become a mental case yeah, this is the job that ate my brain Shawshank, November 18, 2023 Good morning, fiends! It’s dark, but doesn’t feel that cold out. I haven’t looked at the weather yet, but when I did yesterday, it should be a nice day out there. We’ll see what the oracle has to say when I look a little later. So the last hour, hour… Continue Reading
Life A gin & tonic sounds mighty mighty good to me Shawshank, November 17, 2023 Good morning. I’ve been up a couple of times this morning, starting at around 2:30 and then again, probably around 6:30ish perhaps. I didn’t look at the clock the second time, so it’s only a guess. But now, here we are, on the couch. I have Chaucer on my lap…. Continue Reading