Life She’s a power girl in a nineties world and she knows just what to do Shawshank, December 7, 2025 Here we are, awake again. Final push for the weekend. The dreaded 10-6 shift. Actually it’s closer to 9:30-6:15. But that’s not important. We’ll get through it. Sundays can go one of two ways: wicked busy, or deathly slow. I hope that it’ll be the third option: just busy enough to pass the day quickly.… Continue Reading
Life Being with you has opened my eyes could I ever believe such a perfect surprise? Shawshank, December 6, 2025 It’s a lot later than usual, this post. Sorry. My brain is still foggy when I get up at 5am. I almost slept through the night, but around 1:30, Podrick decided to do Podrick things, and I had to ruin his fun. I fell asleep shortly after. I had to open the shop this morning.… Continue Reading
Life Someday the mountain might get ’em, but the law never will Shawshank, December 5, 2025 First there was darkness. Awake! Shit, it’s still dark out. Here we are. Good Friyay morning to everyone! The first week of December is just about in the books. I think either starting today, or jumping into tomorrow, we’re supposed to be entering our frigid era here in TinyTown. I’ll be pulling out the ol… Continue Reading
Life So we got in the red VW microbus with the shovels and rakes and implements of destruction and headed on toward the police officer’s station. Shawshank, December 4, 2025 Good dark morning internet kids. It’s another dark, and probably cold day out there. Back to work this afternoon. I’m working until Sunday evening. It shouldn’t be too bad, just an early morning for the Saturday morning shift. Podrick was mostly good this morning. But you know what they say about quiet toddlers – if… Continue Reading
Life Three French hens Shawshank, December 3, 2025 Happy Thanksgiving! Yes, I know I’m late, for both. But we’ve already celebrated Canadian Thanksgiving. And even though it’s past time, I had a day off a box of turkey boob, and a counter full of high processed food ready for this evening when we feast! Podrick wasn’t too bad this morning. He wasn’t as… Continue Reading
Life Une louloute est venue chez-moi Poupée de cellophane, cheveux chinois Un sparadrap, une gueule de bois A bu ma bière dans un grand verre En caoutchouc Shawshank, December 2, 2025 Good morning. Like Crystal has mentioned, Podrick is so close to be opening doors. Thankfully, I put a weight on the bedroom side of the door, so he can’t get his paw under the door to pull. He was rather quiet this morning. I think I kicked him out of the bedroom around 6:40. All… Continue Reading