He said, “Son, when you grow up would you be the savior of the broken the beaten and the damned?” Shawshank, September 16, 2021 I was just about to write happy Friyay everyone. But then I realized we couldn’t be that lucky! NewGirl has managed to keep her job, there’s that. She spent the whole day on the phones touching base and following up with all her clients – all the things she should’ve been doing the last 3 months. Anywayyyyys. It’s Thursday, it’s raining and grey here, and I’m wearing a sweater. Coffee is brewing and the news is on. Yesterday I send out a box of newspapers and I retesting things to Crystal. I think she’ll enjoy the neat stuff in there. Ok that’s enough jibber jabber. I needs me some coffee. Let’s start the day! Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
Life That’s great, it starts with an earthquake October 26, 2022 Good morning my friends, Roman’s, and countrymen. I trust all y’all had a good sleep? Me? Not so much. Awoken by the sounds of a cat throwing up, I bolt out of bed to maybe find where it is. However, in the blackness, I couldn’t. I warned Crystal that there… Read More
Life I don’t wanna miss you like this September 9, 2020 Worst. Sleep. Ever. I was so stuffed up. I couldn’t breathe, except through my mouth. I just want to take a pencil to my sinuses, and stab them until they drain. Add on to that by tossing and turning all night, because I couldn’t breathe. Then I was hot. Then… Read More
Life But with all of my tattoos and these songs I like to sing about booze March 28, 2026 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… Read More