I come from downtown, born ready for you Shawshank, November 24, 2022 I think it’s going to be one of those days today. I was a little stoned last night, and went through my going to bed checklist. I didn’t even notice that I didn’t put the dishes away, or make the coffee. So I had to make the coffee this morning in a Fuck it, I’ll do it live moment. Good morning, happy Thanksgiving! We’ll, in the USA, up north of the wall, it’s simply Thursday. It’s still dark outside, but feels warmish. We’ll as warm as it can feel outside. It looks like it might be a nice day out there, once the sun comes up. I slept like the dead last night. Right up until around 6:30, where I transition to the lightest sleep possible, while still calling it sleep. The last half hour is so nice, Crystal snuggles up close and we wake up in each others arms. It’s very romantic. Then she farts adjacent to Pippin as she’s playing the footsie game. It’s cute to watch Pippin fix jump on her toes. It’s starting to be a wake up tradition. The coffee is hot and tasty. So let’s get the day started! Happy Thursday! It is Thursday, right? Happy Thursday! Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
Life They cut off my legs, now I’m an amputee, God damn you November 5, 2023 Well, we’re into the meat of the weekend. It’s been a busy one so far. So I worked yesterday 10-3. I asked BossLady on Friday evening, hey we’re working 10-3 tomorrow, right? She answered in the affirmative. So that’s what I planned for. Work til 3, and the head over… Read More
Life We’ve got a long way to go, and a short time to get there November 28, 2021 Good morning party people! Once again, I slept like a rock. Out like a light. Slept like the dead. I only woke up once about 25 minutes before the alarm went off, but quickly fell back asleep. Coffee is brewing and I cannot wait to have a cup. I like… Read More
Life The drinks keep comin’, throw my head back laughin’ February 19, 2026 The snow has finally stopped. What hasn’t stopped in a couple of day; the freakin wind. It’s -5°, but with the wind chill, it’s -25°. And that’s in freedom units. So yeah, totes cold. What was too warm this morning, the bed. Plus as per usual, I was stuffed up…. Read More