Marconi plays the mamba, listen to the radio, don’t you remember? Shawshank, August 3, 2022 Happy Wednesday everyone. The little monster snuggled in without issue last night/this morning. Thankfully. I did, however come out to my little table cleared off, minus a glass. The remotes were knocked all over the place, and my nail clippers were gone. I did find the large set, but the finger nail clippers are still MIA. I slept like the dead. As a result, I’m still trying to wake up, and focus the old peepers. The coffee is helping. Moar coffee, pls Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
Life First thing we’d climb a tree and maybe then we’d talk April 26, 2025 Well, I’m awake. And it’s bright and sunny outside. Pippin, I think, slept on the bed with me for the night. Twice, she tried to snuggle with me. But I wasn’t in the right position for her. But we tried to snuggle. She came out of the bedroom more yesterday…. Read More
Life Somebody pour me a drink, somebody bum me a smoke I’m ’bout to get on a buzz, I’m ’bout to get on a roll September 15, 2024 I was up early this morning. Not as early as opening shifts, like next week, but I was still up early. I had to be into work for 7 am to work on inventory. It’s so much nicer than a big box store. BossLady scanned the entire back room in… Read More
Life So, work till it kills you, but don’t actually die – liars, and tigers, and bears, oh my March 18, 2026 We’re all awake in The Flat this morning. Podrick is in the window, watching a chickadee. For the last couple of days, it’s been pretty warm outside. People don’t seem to remember that there’s a good chance, a very good chance that there is an assload of snow on its… Read More