Category: Life

They found armour in my belly

Posted on by Shawshank
Tinytown has been busy, at least on my street. Here's the run down:
– satellite was down. Needed a new lmb. Got that. Upstairs is working. One of the cables going downstairs broke. Dad thinks someone came by and ripped it apart. I think the cable is just old and fell apart. Agree to disagree. Going to town later to get more parts. 
– moved the living room around this morning. BEFORE my coffee. Pulled out all the DVDs and cleaned and dusted. Had two cats helping/supervising. Floors cleaned. Nicnacks dusted. 
– grocery shopping this afternoon. Because we have to get connectors for the cables. I now know where I get my obsessive qualities. If we didn't go in dad would take time off of work to get the pieces himself. The plan was to go grocery shopping Thursday. 
– after groceries, I plan on mowing the lawn. “It needs to be done again?!” Mom asked. Yeah it should be done once a week. It's pretty tall in the back. 
– got a library card yesterday. The library is tiny. Maybe 10×10. But it's cute and the town couldn't really support anything bigger. 
– dropped stuff off at the second hand store. Some of moms crafting books she didn't want any more. And one shirt of my grandfathers. Picked up “N0S4A2” by Joe Hill for .50c
– tomorrow I'll be sneaking some of my dads DVDs and books to the second hand store. He's a borderline hoarder. Mom thinks it's because he never really had anything as a kid. Case in point: for 30 years he's been carting around VHS movies. He never watches them – he's moved on to DVDs and Blu-Ray. But refuses to get rid of them. 

– watched two kids walk around a ride on lawn mower like it was a classic sports car. Afterwards he drove it around the town, and then into the car wash to power wash it. The amount of people that just tool around on ride ons or hoverrounds here is astonishing!
I think that's about all that's happened this week. Oh, Friday we have to take my gramma to the doctor. Just a 3 month check up for her meds. Fun fun. 

Let’s just see what the morning brings

Posted on by Shawshank
“Please standby for the satellite signal. Thank you for your patience.”
 
But it’s sunny out!
 
That’s been on the TV since about 8am. So I’ve done other things, read my new book: “The Goldfinch”, helped my mom cook lunch, and most recently, shaved my head and trimmed my beard. Outside, as to not make a mess. 
 
Last night, after saying good night to The Editor, and getting comfy on the bed to read a little (House of Leaves… yes, again). I didn’t feel like a podcast, I had a visitor!
 

 

Lexi, one of my moms cats came to visit. It made my whole night. They’d come up to me in other rooms to say hi, and let me pet them, but Lexi is most like Mal – very vocal, and lovey. When she came up on my bed I was so happy. She snuggles for a while and let me give her all the loves. It felt like I was back home with my little Malmal. 
 

 

I had hoped, that when I shut off the light, she’d stay and snuggle some more, but she didn’t. She had her other humans to check on, and went off to do that. 
 
It felt nice to have some feline contact. Just me and her. I’ve been terribly lonely here, and I think she knew that. 

We can take a bit of a breather

Posted on by Shawshank
We can take a bit of a breather.
We can skip to the practical part.
We can skip to the time of neither.
When we’re together, even when we’re apart. 
It’s been a warm week here in TinyTown. With the heat in a farming area, comes allergies. Yesterday, it was very bad for me. It felt like my brain was oozing out my nose. So I took a Claritin ( that’s 4 years out of date). It made it bearable enough to make it to town to do grocery shopping, and have a quick bite at the local A&W. We got home and the meds wore off, so I took another one. And for a few hours, felt great. 
By about 6ish, my head was starting to stuff up. By bed time, I had a headache, and my face felt so full. So I went to bed. No podcast, no letter writing. I passed right out waking only to pee, and to see the lightning storm. 
 
This morning, woke up to a headache and a severely stuffed up head. I took some Advil, and chased it with some coffee. The headaches gone, but the head is still stuffy. Went out to check the mail, and grab the weekly TinyTown newsletter. Again, disappointed that I wasn’t mentioned in it, considering the local gossip came up to me a couple nights ago, called me by name, and knew I was at the museum. Creepy!
Sometimes, sitting on Main St. while talking to the Editor, it’s like watching Canadian reality TV. A couple nights ago, I watched what the Editor dubbed “Box Boy” run/walk up the street with a box on his head. He made it all the way up the street without falling, or even hurting himself. I though that was a feat in itself. 

 

 
That’s about all I have. So if you’ll excuse me, I’m gonna go and melt on the couch, and watch some NCIS. 
Happy Friday 😀

How I miss having something to do

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So part of my “Go the Hell to Sleep” regimen, is to listen to a podcast, and write to the Editor. So I’ve been listening to Warhammer 40k podcasts. (Shout out to Canhammer, and Look Out, Sir!) Which makes me want to paint the miniatures. I mean my mom and gramma have their arts and crafts. Me? I have TV, and books. That’s what I have to do to pass the time right now. I think I have the 9th edition rule book bookmarked, but it is a little hard to read on a 4 inch screen. 
 
 
I did that. Minus the base. I never thought that I could do something like that. Yes, it’s rough. And I will get better at painting. I really really miss it. I really want to ask to go to <insert big city here> to go and simply drool over the models and the paints. But I can’t see me driving 2+ hours to drool over something that I can’t afford. It would be different if it was an inexpensive hobby where I could grab a mini and the paints needed at an affordable price. Sadly, that’s not the case.  One mini set for the Sisters of Battle and the paints needed for it (and goddamn it that excellent handle to paint with), you’re probably looking $140-$175 after taxes roughly. So yeah, a guy with enough money to afford a stamp to mail a letter, that’s really not affordable. 
 
I mean I can bake, but that’s a whole ‘nother headache. I no-baked today, and I was given a candy thermometer to use. I don’t need a candy thermometer for no-bake cookies. So, yeah. I have to wait for Shady Acres to go down for their afternoon nap, to do anything. 
I can cook, but same problem I get with baking. I get mom-splained. And there’s diatary restrictions, and dislike/fear of any type of spice. When I used to cook with the Editor, we’d use spice for flavour first, and then heat. But flavour first. The Spice rack at Shady Acres is pretty bland. There is a bottle of Red Pepper Flakes – except, the flakes are brown now. 
I have cook/baked a couple of times. But it’s unnerving, because I feel like I’m being watched. The hovering is strong around here.  I don’t even want to mention that I love to do the laundry. I couldn’t handle all the instructions I’m sure I’d have. 
 
Ok I’m done feeling sorry for myself. Happy Monday.
 
On a happy note, I did tape on the ole PVR the first episode of Good Omens last night. Hopefully my dad likes it. Everytime the commercial for it came on, he’d look up and watch it. Maybe he’ll like it. If not, I’ll watch it by myself.