Singin’ songs about the Southland Shawshank, June 16, 2025 Good Monday morning. Podrick has been an asshole to Crystal for at least 3 hours already this morning. So much so, she actually got out of bed early this morning because Podrick would stop chasing his tail on top of me. He’s currently running around like an idiot, but he’s slowing down. Work wasn’t too bad yesterday. Some slow times, but we were mostly busy for the whole day. It was steady, but steady enough to just keep the two of us busy, and not running around ripping our hair out. I was asked if we carried battery terminals and a few hours later we were asked if we carried diaper cream. That’s the fun of being the only business open on Sunday. Back to work today. Thankfully there’s a day off on the horizon – Wednesday. That’s a good thing for sure. I’m starting to run out of socks and underwear. so I’ll be doing lots of laundry on Wednesday morning. As you can see, the little fucking tornado can make it up on to the counters. There’s very few places that he can’t get to now. He seems to really like soda caps, so I found as many as I could at work, and brought them home for him. Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
Life I prefer mapquest (that’s a good one too) Google maps is the best (true dat) double true April 26, 2023 Good Wednesday morning all you people that still mark the passing of time by the days of the week. It’s a gray morning here so far. It rained just a little bit in the early am hours. I’m so stiff and sore this morning. It hit me almost 100% last… Read More
Life bonne fete du canada! July 1, 2023 Happy 156th birthday Canada! That’s right, it’s Canada Day! It’s starting out to be a quiet day here in TinyTown. It’s slightly overcast, but should be getting sunny and hot later on today. I don’t think that TinyTown is doing anything. Maybe someone in town will fire off some fireworks…. Read More
Life She’s the only one who really understands what gets me, she thinks my tractor’s sexy January 24, 2026 I came to, and it was dark. Sleep daddy’s lo-fi music was still playing in my ears. Podrick was raising hell, as he does on Crystal’s side of the bed, and when he didn’t get what he wanted over there, he’d stomp across my legs. He’d sit on top of… Read More