I don’t need to fight to prove I’m right Shawshank, November 27, 2021 Good morning! I was having weird dreams that I think I was a drug dealer. Or something. There was Breanne of Tarth, in very weird armour, and just a mishmash of images. It was very strange. I think I was just about to get paid from the head drug dealer when my alarm went off. Strange, huh? At one point I was either undercover or something, but for a brief couple of dream seconds, I was in a wheelchair as well. But now I’m up and dressed, and the news is one while I wait for the coffee to finish brewing. Let’s get this day started, so it can be over. After today – I have two shifts left before my little vacation. Happy Saturday y’all! Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
Life If I look a little drunk, it’s ’cause I drank some April 7, 2026 Podrick has been Podrick this morning. I kept waking up, hearing him do random bullshit throughout the house. I got up once to see WTF he was doing. I thought he was up in the toilet shelves. Nope, he was playing with an empty soda box in the kitchen. Now… Read More
Life Billow and breeze, islands and seas January 5, 2022 https://www.cnn.com/2022/01/04/business/rapid-test-binaxnow-walmart-kroger/index.html Crazy that the prices for the rapid tests are going up. I went to town hall, and asked for a couple of tests. I was asked how many people in the household. 2, I said. I got two boxes of tests. 5 tests per box. For free. Relax, I’m… Read More
Life And everyone telling you be of good cheer November 6, 2022 Good morning my fronds. I’ve been up on and off since probably 5am when Chaucer wanted a kitty rave. So after he was done, I cleaned it up, and looked out the window. There’s a dusting of snow, and you can hear the wind. I’m gonna need coffee before we… Read More