Author: Shawshank

I’m just a 40-something bearded guy trying to get a fresh start.

My, my, how can I resist you?

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Back to work today.

The weekend always moves at a speed faster than the rest of the week. I don’t have the weekend off this week. I’ll be working all weekend

But it’s the resurrection of our lord and saviour.

It doesn’t matter about Jesus. If he was here, he’d want us open so he could buy a Slush Puppie. Don’t ask me why they’re called that? It’s totally weird, and it makes me uncomfortable to look at the poster.

We didn’t do shit this weekend. The only thing that really got done was the laundry. We have clean clothes for the week. So we’ll figure out the week. I have to call a couple of places to make sure that they’re open on Friday, because if they are we’ll head out on Friday to do the shopping.

Feel it quietly, tryna silence me, yeah

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With a Pippin on my lap, we’ve started a new day. It’s a rainy one out there. But if it’s not snow, I’m not too annoyed by it. The farmers will say we need the rain, so I guess we need the rain.

I don’t need the rain.

But I’ll allow it.

We didn’t get off the couch yesterday. We sat on it all day. We did a marathon of the Hunger Games movies. As luck would have it, as I was looking at my on this day posts, 4 years ago I did a Hunger Games marathon.

It was a good day, with us roasting the movies as they played. They’re not bad movies, but the makeup got worse as the movies went on. Jennifer Lawrence’s face looked like it got rounder, and flatter as the series went on. If there was one more movie, I fear she’d have looked like a full moon.

Today, is the normal Sunday stuff. Laundry, and chores. Then brunch. Mmm bacon. Then, in the afternoon, we’ll head over to Shady Acres for dinner. Just another normal Sunday.

But I walk these streets, a loaded six-string on my back

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I slept in a little bit this morning. Just like 29 minutes or so. The bed was so snuggly. And the air outside the bed felt cold, and uncaring. Why would you want to leave the warmth, to go into the cold.

That’s crazy talk!

The sun is shining, and the gale force winds have died down to a gentle breeze. I might have to open some windows. I do believe the spring has finally arrived. But the snow shovel that’s on the deck? That’s gonna stay for another week or two. Then maybe I’ll put it in the closet. Maybe my next weekend off, I’ll set up the plant pots.

Today, in like an hour or so. Once Crystal is finished writing her post, I’ll put on the first Hunger Games movie. We’ll do a mini marathon of the series. That should be fun, I haven’t seen them in a few years.

At nearly ninety miles per hour, she zipped us up to that windy edge known to some as Mulholland

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I’m awake. Crystal told Pippin that she could stand on top of me and scream to wake me up. That wasn’t very nice, and I shall have my revenge. Oh yes. I shall let Crystal fall asleep snuggled up to me again muhahaha

It looks windy out there. But warm. Most of the snow is gone, which is nice. Pippin has her table set up, and the window open a little so she can smell spring arriving. She’s a very happy camper. Maybe this weekend, I’ll open the kitchen window as well.

Not too much to write about. It’s pretty much the same thing day after day here. But it’s nice. I do like the routine. Speaking of routine, I need more coffee. Hap hap happy Friyay!