Shit’s goin’ down in the trailer-hood

It’s morning again, Huginn and Muninn are yelling out there. Crystal has just got back from throwing some wheat puffs out for them. Podrick was a pretty good boy. He only landed on me once, I think. Crystal said that Pippin scared him. I thought that I felt a light little girl walk across me.

It’s another gray day out there. We were under thunderstorm watches, and even a tornado watch. We got some Florida quality rains last night according to Crystal. It was wild how the everything looked so bright, like the sun was out, right before the deluge.

One day I’ll wake up 100% refreshed.

Back to work for a couple of days. Yesterday, wasn’t too bad. Just a long day. Holiday/Sunday usually are. People weren’t that bad yesterday – I even called the rush – the last half hour was a mad house. I did save a guy from having a really bad day, he was about to pump diesel into his bronco.

Plus, I didn’t want to stay late.

So I told him to hang the pump, then pointed at the two gas pumps, that were currently in use.

Coffee, pls.

Trump says the moon is Americas.