<insert song lyrics here> Shawshank, March 2, 2025 I’m awake. I think I had a good sleep, but I’m not sure. I really think I did. But my grogginess suggests otherwise. But here I am! Yesterday at work wasn’t too bad. I got there and opened as per normal for a Saturday. I did the measuring that we do every Saturday. It wasn’t too bad of a day. Mostly slow. But today will be a day. Opening and closing the shop today. Sundays aren’t too bad. Open at 10. The next thing you know, it’s noon. Then the next time that you look at the clock and it’s three, and you have to start the closing stuff. So it’s not too bad. I don’t mind working Sundays. But more importantly, I don’t have to get up when it’s pitch black outside. That’s even better. It looks like it’s gonna be another gray day out there. The coffee is flowing and the Chaucer is sitting between us. He’s a good boy. Happy Sunday everyone! Let’s all have a good day! Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
Life The dawn came late and the breakfast had to wait May 2, 2025 Pippin and Podrick kinda let us sleep in this morning. I’m sure pippin was some place else, and for the most part I didn’t feel Podrick blunder over the bed. I heard a couple of mews, and then some giggling, but that’s about it. Before I knew it, I was… Read More
Life Fire all of your guns at once and explode into space July 16, 2025 It’s been an evening, night and morning. Last night I was just high enough that I could hear every sound and object that Podrick was playing with. He got onto the Warhammer shelf, but only knocked down and was playing with just one figure. From there he just played with… Read More
Life Three French hens December 3, 2025 Happy Thanksgiving! Yes, I know I’m late, for both. But we’ve already celebrated Canadian Thanksgiving. And even though it’s past time, I had a day off a box of turkey boob, and a counter full of high processed food ready for this evening when we feast! Podrick wasn’t too bad… Read More