Life And the music there it was hauntingly familiar Shawshank, August 20, 2020 Finally, I woke up and no one else was awake. For 15 minutes. But it was a nice and quiet 15 minutes. I managed to brew some coffee, and get most of the first cup in me, before conversation started. So today was the day that we were supposed to be going into SlightlyBiggerTown to… Continue Reading
Life It’s getting hot in here Shawshank, August 19, 2020August 19, 2020 Yeah, it’s warm. It’s 99f or 37c here. It’s warm enough that I can’t concentrate on reading because the book is sticking to me, and I’m sticking to it. My mom is considering putting the cats out in the trailer, where she can turn on the AC. She asked me this morning to think about… Continue Reading
Playing with the queen of hearts Shawshank, August 19, 2020 It’s morning here again. It’s gone up 3 degrees in an hour, and is supposed to be as hot as it was yesterday. I slept on top of my blankets all night, and was very comfortable for the evening. I didn’t even need to put a t-shirt on, just a pair of shorts and I… Continue Reading
Life Spring starts when a heartbeats pounding Shawshank, August 18, 2020August 18, 2020 It’s been a busy day here at Shady Acres, and a hot one. Up at my normal time, walked right into my mom, who was a little chatty, but thankfully was on her way back to bed. I made and drank most ofy coffee is beautiful peace and quiet. It was glorious. While mom was… Continue Reading
Lockup Library When the landlord came today, he measured everything Shawshank, August 17, 2020August 17, 2020 So just thinking about it, I should probably write a review for my favourite book; House of Leaves. I remember that Crystal had a copy and really loved it, and was trying to explain it to me, but couldn’t. After reading the book, (I think during my first read, I read it five times) I… Continue Reading
He bought two-fifths of lead free gasoline Shawshank, August 17, 2020 “Please stop talking to me.” That’s what om thinking this morning. It’s not even 8am, you’re supposed to be asleep. My mom is awake, she re-organized my grammas craft area, and is actively trying to get me to talk to her. The coffee isn’t finished brewing. Yes folks, I can hear my gramma moving… Continue Reading