It’s going down, I’m yelling timber Shawshank, October 15, 2021 Hey all you party people! Happy Friyay! Aside from getting up once in the night, I pretty much slept like I rock I think. It’s a crisp -1c here this morning according to my chromecast, but it’s supposed to get into double digits by this afternoon. All that means is I get to listen to NewGirl all morning complaining that she’s cold. She complains that she’s cold, because all she does is sit at her computer, and does nothing physical to warm up. But I digress. Coffee is brewing, and all that stands between me and the weekend is this little 8 hour shift. I got this! Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
Life He said “The clock on the wall say three o’clock last call for alcohol, so what you need?” July 11, 2025 So it was a combination of things this morning that caused me to be up at the ass-crack of dawn. I couldn’t breathe, my nose was leaking, Podrick, I was very warm, Podrick, I lost my mask, I couldn’t get comfortable and breathe at the same time. You know, the… Read More
Life Oh the warmth in your eyes swept me into your arms October 23, 2020 Since it’s wicked cold out, and since it was supposed to be cleaned on Sunday – my dad turned it off Sunday afternoon, I was asked to fill it Sunday, so I did and turned it back on again. So I was asked to clean it today. I did the… Read More
Life But with all of my tattoos and these songs I like to sing about booze June 12, 2026 It’s gonna be a busy day. Podrick, obvious to everything, decided that he loves to play with any freaking toy right in front of the bedroom door. Twice. He’s louder than my headphones. I tried very hard to try and ignore him. He wasn’t just the problem, it’s (what I… Read More