My memory is muddy, what’s this river that I’m in? Shawshank, July 4, 2024 Good afternoon, here I am. I didn’t forget to post, I napped, and then we watched some saved YouTube shorts. That’s right, I do what I want. Because, it’s the 4th of July. It’s a motherfucking freedom holiday. Here, it’s Thursday. Work is wicked slow. We have someone training, so it’s difficult, when you have to walk a fine line of doing your job, yet letting the NewGuy learn how to do it. I get to sleep in tomorrow. We have a family lunch at the nursing home with my gramma tomorrow, then it’s off to work. That should be fun. I’ll get a hot dog, and possibly a hamburger, and some sides. And I get to hang out for a little bit with my gramma. I’ll have to choose a good shirt for tomorrow. Burgers for dinner tonight. Fuck yeah. Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTownup early
Life Too many cooks are gonna spoil the stew there ain’t nobody cooking but me and you April 18, 2022 Hey motherphuckers, I just wanted to drop this quick note. I overheard my mom talking to my uncle last night as they were doing dishes – “You see, Crystal is more of a cook by feel. Whatever looks and tastes good, is how she cooks.” “Eddie follows the directions – he measures everything exactly.” Not… Read More
Life Sometimes you tell the day by the bottle that you drink July 3, 2025 The tiny orange menace let me sleep again. He’s so good in the morning lately. I guess he was snuggled in between us. I was waking up after Crystal nudged me, and he started to purr. I’m sure now that his tummy is full, he’s bothering Pippin, even though I don’t hear anything. But, if… Read More
Life I’m the question, and you’re of course the answer October 18, 2025 Good afternoon, my little bitches. I’ve been up, on and off since probably, around 4, but rolling out of bed at 4:51. I woke up at 4am freaking out that I missed my alarm. I didn’t. I fell back into a light sleep until 4:51, when I said fuck it. Close enough. Coffee. Feed the… Read More