If it’s anyone’s fault, it’s the lime and the salt Shawshank, September 2, 2026 According to the calendar, it’s Wednesday. And if it’s Wednesday (we wear pink), I go back to work this afternoon. I also believe that summer vacation is officially over. Podrick has been Podrick all morning. For some reason all he wants to do is fuck around with the light blocker sheets that we have up on the bedroom window. So of course he fixates on it. No matter how many times he’s kicked or pulled off of it, he’s like a dog with a bone. You can’t keep him off if it, and of course once we’re up, he’ll ignore it for the rest of the time we’re up. We didn’t do too much yesterday like I said. I went to the insurance place, and paid the bill. then back to the Flat, I believe I started laundry, and started the task of hooking up four vintage video game systems – XBOX, Nintendo64, GameCube, and a PS2. I managed to hook all of them up, and into the A/V switch my dad picked up at a random RadioShack. Then, we realized that we needed one more power bar. We had some lunch, and I continued to play. Around 2, we went to the second hand store. I was looking for a power bar. Half way through the store, I texted my mom, and asked if I could pop over and pick up the power bar that was used when I hooked them all up in their basement. She quickly replied yes, can’t talk, I’m in a FaceTime with your dad. Crystal found another couple of decks of cards, and a new shirt. I didn’t find anything. So we popped over to Shady Acres, and I grabbed the power bar, and quickly spoke to my dad on FaceTime. He’s looking really good. Once back home again I plugged in all the game systems, and we tested them, and labeled the switch so we know which switch controls with system. I AM A TECHNOLOGICAL WIZARD Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningspersonal blogTinyTown
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