Baby, it’s cold outside Shawshank, January 18, 2025 Sweet baby Jeebus, it’s wicked cold out there with the windchill, it’s about -35°f. I got up very very early in the morning, about 10 minutes before the alarm went off. But after picking up my coworker, we made it into work, and opened the store. Nothing special there. We sat for about an hour and a half before the first customer walked through the doors. Now I’m at home, with no plans of leaving the house again until tomorrow morning, when I have to pick up a coworker and head in for the full day. Fin. Life blogbloggercoffeecoldjournalmorningsTinyTown
Life First thing we’d climb a tree and maybe then we’d talk March 23, 2023 Good morning my friends. Welcome to a nice and sunny Thursday morning in the great white north. Or, north of the wall, if you insist. There’s hardly any wind, and the sun is very bright. Coffee has been brewed, and we’re slowly waking up here. Chaucer really wants to get… Read More
Life Feel the magic, there’s something that drives me wild February 26, 2024 Remember that meme that I posted a couple of days ago about second winter? It arrived last night. It snowed an inch or two last night, and it’s been slowly getting colder and colder. Tomorrow, the high will be 2°. Yay. Winter is coming. We went to bed at 10… Read More
Life I feel magic when I touch your dress silk and satin, leather and lace June 12, 2024 *yawn* Sup bitches, it’s ya boy Shawshank. I’m tired, and we’re under a thunderstorm watch, as well as a tornado watch. Good times. Man, 4:30 comes early in the morning. That’s the only thing I don’t like about first shift. Getting up. But I got up, and survived the work… Read More