Making love out by the lake to our favorite song Shawshank, March 29, 2024 Good morning to all my adoring fans out there. I hope you can see me waving through the snow that’s falling. Yep. Snow. Falling. But Shawshank, it’s just about April. Yes, yes it is. You were saying that the snow was just about gone?! Yep. But on a good note, it’s supposed to be above freezing for the next weekish, so the snow that’s falling right now, will hopefully be gone either when we wake up tomorrow or gone by the end of the weekend. Hopefully. Yesterday wasn’t too bad at work. It was busier than the day before. Maybe because of the snow coming, but I didn’t hear too many people talking about it. I’m sure they’ll be talking about it today. And we have absolutely nothing to do this weekend. It’s nice to not have anything planned. Of course, there’s chores, and dinner at Shady Acres. But that’s completely it. On a scale of chairman mao to hacksaw Jim Duggan, how free are you this weekend? Well, my friends, I’m pretty much Bobcat Goldthwait this weekend. Life blogbloggercoffeeholiday long weekendjournalmorningsTinyTown
Life I can make the bad guys good for a weekend March 13, 2023 Awake! I woke up just 4 minutes before the alarm this morning. I suspect that since I have work tomorrow morning, I’ll probably be awake at some ungodly hour. I hope that I’ll sleep all the way. We’ll see. It’s bright, clear, and warmish out there. Let the melt, and… Read More
Life Just you and me in a truck bed wide like a California King September 30, 2024 I’m awake. But not happy about it. We’ve both been up for a while, but I’ve been able to fall back asleep each time I’ve been woke up. The wind really kicked up in the night. So hard that, it was rattling the blinds. I don’t know what time it… Read More
Life In Flanders fields, the poppies blow November 11, 2021 I’m very disappointed in TinyTown today. I got to the cenotaph at 11 am, and promptly shovelled it out. there were some snow drifts around it, and I wanted it to look good when the ceremony started momentarily. At the eleventh minute of the eleventh hour, on the eleventh day,… Read More