I don’t walk through metal detectors it’s ’cause I’m always rockin’ Chrome Shawshank, February 11, 2025 Well, I couldn’t find Jock Jams 17. But I did pick up cake mix, frosting, and another special gift for The Beautiful One. It will not be wrapped because it’s meant to be used right away. I passed right out when we went to bed last night. So much so, I don’t think I moved once I fell asleep. So my back is a little twitchy but it’s not too bad. I’ll take something next time I get up. in fact the next time I get up I think I might have to take some bacon out of the freezer Work was wicked cold out last night. Mom had texted saying that I could use her truck if the Hot Mess wouldn’t start. Well, long story short, I walked up and grabbed it right before work, and it’s parked out beside our place. It’s chore day today. Just like if it was Sunday. I’ll start the laundry in a little while. Other than that I will try to resist giving Crystal her present today. It’s wrapped and everything. Must remember her card that’s been in the cupboard for a year now. Life blogbloggerchore daycoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
Life At nearly ninety miles per hour, she zipped us up to that windy edge known to some as Mulholland April 11, 2025 I’m awake. Crystal told Pippin that she could stand on top of me and scream to wake me up. That wasn’t very nice, and I shall have my revenge. Oh yes. I shall let Crystal fall asleep snuggled up to me again muhahaha It looks windy out there. But warm…. Read More
Life Midnight and I’ve been waitin’ on the 12:05 September 1, 2025 Here we are. Podrick is being 100% Podrick this morning. I was the one that pulled him off my night stand, and tossed him into the hallway, so if possible, I could get another hour of sleep. And I did get another hour of sleep. But sometime in the night… Read More
Life Sipping whiskey out the bottle, not thinking ’bout tomorrow March 23, 2024 Good morning fellow humans. It’s ya boy Shawshank. We’re all awake here, and Chaucer has pushed Crystal out of the bedroom, because he needed to go to the bathroom, and he hovered until she had cleaned the box. He’s a creature of routine, like me. But his routine is I’ll… Read More