If you wanna see heaven, brother, here’s you chance Shawshank, November 26, 2025 Up a little early Tim his morning. Podrick was quietly being Podrick. I think I could’ve ignored him, and went back to sleep, but I couldn’t breathe through my nose this morning, and the bed was warm. I ignored him as long as I could, then just got up. Podrick was very happy to see me, and weaved in and out of my feet. It’s really nice if you don’t have to walk anywhere, but he’s really good at weaving while you’re walking! He leaned against me, (and he’s wicked heavy when he does) while I was making his breakfast. The snow stayed. Because, of course. It’s too cold for it to melt now. We’re stuck with it now until, probably, April now. Yay snow! Work wasn’t too bad. We had three people on last night, but we managed to deal with two trucks. They were both put away smoothly, and quickly. It was a pretty easy night. I have to finish watching the last, probably 10-15 minutes of NXT from last night. Working Monday through Friday, I don’t get to see RAW, NXT, or Smackdown live, so I watch it when I get home. Most of the time, I finish it the next morning. that’s what I have to do today. Sadly I didn’t get to see Brock Lesnar fall live. But it’s glorious. Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
Life Like, “Who’s that chick, that’s rockin’ kicks? August 17, 2021 Well, it’s Tuesday. The start of the work week for me. It’s nice and cool right now, and all the heat warnings are gone. But it’s still gonna be a hot one today. I’m savouring the warmth and heat now, because these days are numbered Winter is coming. Soon the shorts will be packed away,… Read More
Life She’s on the highest dose of Prozac a woman can take February 22, 2026 The forces of the morning (and Podrick) tire me from my slumber early this morning. I tried ignoring him. I really did. Finally I put him out of the bedroom, and listened to him throwing his shoulder against the door like a Terminator, and I was John Conner. Eventually, he gave up. For a while.… Read More
Life Ten lords a-leaping December 10, 2023 “It’s Sunday, it’s brunch day. Are you ready for a piece of bacon?” – Crystal to Chaucer. Just minutes ago. The coffee has finished brewing, and Chaucer is in between us, and snuggly and purry. It’s Sunday. And all the light in the world is gone only blackness. Blackness and snow. That is an our… Read More