Mr Billy Flynn and the press conference rag notice how his mouth never moves almost Shawshank, August 22, 2024 It’s almost the weekend. Thank the gods for that. It’s a big change from days to nights, I pretty much forgot about that. But I survived the night, and tonight and tomorrow, I’ll be the one in charge. Yay. The air pressure has changed again, Crystal is coughing like a mad woman, and I’m stuffed up, but it’s moving a little bit. Hopefully I can drain my face. It’s a little gray out there, but eventually that’s supposed to change, and be bright and sunny. I’m going to have more coffee, so I can wake up. Yay for waking up. Bah. Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
Life Barricaded in the bathroom with a bottle of wine. Well, me and my ghosts, we had a hell of a time April 21, 2024 Good sunny morning all you Sunday party people. The Flat is awake. Everyone knows where Pippin is – on the table at the back door. She’ll be in the same place for the next couple of months. I think Chaucer is sitting with her. He’s enjoying the bright and warms… Read More
Life Makin’ their way the only way they know how March 15, 2022 Good morning party people! It’s Tuesday, get hype. I was up a couple of minutes before the alarm went off this morning. Mostly because I was so stuffed up, and my mouth was wicked dry. Other than getting up a little early, I slept like the dead. That’s a good… Read More
Life Got that Bourbon Street steak with the Oreo shake June 22, 2025 Podrick was a good boy this morning, letting me (mostly) to sleep in. I don’t know what time The Beautiful One was woken up, but I assume that it was mere minutes before I finally woke up. The coffee has been brewed, and is slowly being consumed. It’s gray outside,… Read More