But with all of my tattoos and these songs I like to sing about booze

Here I am. Finally home from a mostly busy day at work. See, there’s a hockey tournament in town, so we’re always busy. I am happy though, that I don’t have to close tonight. I’m sure it’ll be busier tonight.

But Podrick woke me up 15 minutes before my alarm went off. I had trouble getting to sleep last night because Podrick and Pippin were fighting. I tried to ignore them but had to yell at them once, because I could hear them over the fan, and over sleep daddy.

I think I crashed after that. My back has been a bitch for the past week. It was the worst last night. After not doing shit on Wednesday, and basically just sitting on the couch, yesterday when I stood for 8 hours at work exacerbated the pain. Last night I couldn’t sit on the couch, I stood most of the night.

Like I said a couple of days ago, I’ve been on a country music kick. Call it hyper-fixation, call it boredom, but on Thursday, I played country music at work. Not too loud but just loud enough so if you were at the counter, you could hear it. My 16 year old co-worker was not impressed.

Last night, he got to the speaker first, and proceeded to play pretty much the worst divorced dad rock from the late 90s to the early 2000s. We’re talking Limp Biscuit, and other angry bands. For 8 hours I listened to this. Some of the songs were pretty good – Weezer, Nirvana, etc. but good god, now I know what my parents felt like when I was listening to The Doors, and Pink Floyd (for example) but the majority of this kids musical tastes are terrible.

I kept that to myself.

Now I’m back home. No work tomorrow. Just chores, and heading over to Shady Acres to clean the stove, and have dinner. My dad starts his chemo treatments tomorrow – in CapitalCity. There’s also gonna be at least 5-6 inches of snow falling all day.

Great.

Welp, happy Saturday. Y’all gonna watch Triple AAA wrestling tonight?