I said get down, turn around, go to town – boot scootin boogie Shawshank, October 10, 2020 Good morning my lovelies. It’s a cold crisp morning out here in TinyTown. With the wind, it’s currently 0c – I’m gonna put my sweatshirt on pretty soon, if this coffee doesn’t warm me up. It’s book club day! When Shady Acres goes down for their afternoon nap I’ll write out a quick little thang for the first 20 chapters for The Historian. You can still play or read along! Here’s where it gets awkward. I have no other news. Nothing else really happened. I mean, I forgot to get the weekly newspaper. And I’ll be getting this today sometime. But that’s it. It’s cloudy. It’s windy. But I see the sun trying to make its way through the ground. I love you, and I miss you a lot. Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
Life With the devil on my shoulder, sayin’, “Don’t look back” August 25, 2026 It’s a cooler, windier, grayer day out there this morning. I’ve already been outside to retrieve the trash can from the street. Podrick has been Podrick this morning. I don’t know where he was “playing” this morning, but it sounded like he was about a foot from my side of… Read More
Life Look in my heart and let love keep us together March 18, 2021 Brew coffee, brew! I need this coffee this morning. It’s hard to shake the cob webs away this morning. It was a good sleep, a little tossy turny. So on that note, I apologize for not being my usual wordy self! Thankfully, The Flat is close by. Last night I… Read More
Life How ’bout the power to kill a yak from 200 yards away… with mind bullets! That’s telekinesis, Kyle. January 25, 2024 So the new single dropped sometime in the darkness. Chaucer was so excited that he wanted to do a private concert this morning while slept. The newest verse of his magnum opus was sang, with feeling. It’s a banger, it’s 🔥 It was loud. I cut him off as soon… Read More