Been working like a dog, tryna please ’em all tryna put another comma in the bank Shawshank, July 18, 2026 Good Saturday morning my friends. It’s bright and sunny, and if birds existed, they’d be chirping. But since they don’t, it’s unusually quiet outside. Podrick didn’t wake me up today. I just pretty much just woke up. I was a little warm. Ok, a lot warm. So after a couple of minutes, I rolled and got up. I forgot to pre-make the coffee, so I had to make it this morning. It’s going to be a busy day. We’ll be heading into OtherSlightlyBiggerTown for funsies. Originally, we were going to find a USB to USB-C adaptor. However Crystal found her adaptor, and did some weird, weird things with her microphone last night. So, we’ll go and check out the second hand store, the new dollar store that opened. We’ll hit up the hardware store for some disposable snakes to clear the bathtub drain. Possibly, we’ll pick up some Subway as well. Tomorrow, though, we’ll be doing something fun. We’re heading to a rodeo! Yee-haw. I think it’ll be a fun afternoon, so I’ll start the chores today sometime. Then, this evening, it’s Saturday Nights Main event, and this time it actually has a pretty good card. So yeah, big beefy men slapping beef? Sports entertain me! But before anything can happen, I need more coffee. I hope all y’all have a great weekend. It’s shaping up to be a beautiful weekend – weatherwise. Life blogbloggerchore daycoffeejournalmorningspersonal blogTinyTownup early
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