Sipping whiskey out the bottle, not thinking ’bout tomorrow Shawshank, December 29, 2021 Pop quiz hot shot: you see the featured image? It’s time to guess who’s side belongs to who! Laughs like an idiot. I forgot to turn the timer on for the coffee, so like a homeless person I had to turn it on this morning. I’ll leave you with this: with the wind, it’s -44🦫 out there. Stay warm, stay safe. Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
Life Put your toes down in the water and a smile across your face October 2, 2021 Hap hap happy Saturday morning. It’s starting to be darker and darker when my alarm goes off. I think the sunrise is minutes before my alarm goes off. But it does make for a pretty sunrise. I’m up, dressed, and the coffee is brewing. In a couple of hours, I’ll… Read More
Life She’s one of a kind, she’s just mine, all mine April 24, 2025 With all the snow that came a couple of days ago, it’s slowly retreating. It look pretty warm out there this morning. Pippin demanded that the back door be opened as soon as possible. That’s where she is right now, watching TinyTown slowly wake up. It was a bit of… Read More
Life Growth is painful, growth is hard it is beautiful, and it can leave you feeling hungover August 13, 2026 Good morning. It’s a slightly cooler, way more gray outside this am. I opened the curtains in the kitchen, and was greeted by five crows, and a squirrel. We watched them for a little while, then I made us a couple cups of coffee. Back to work today – for… Read More
Happy Humpday, y’all. Shawshank tells me the world outside is a bit brisk this morning. The sun is out and the skies are clear but this cold air is absolutely ridiculous. We’ve reached that point in the temperature scale where Celsius and Fahrenheit are just meaningless numbers. There’s warnings on the news about the severe cold. Go outside, and your shit’s gonna freeze off. It’s fucking cold, yo. We spent most of yesterday doing exactly what we planned: fuckall. Shawshank and I put some noise on the TV and we painted our little hearts out all afternoon. He painted some of the trim on his tanks. I glued some of the Battle Bitch Brigade to completed bases for him. I mostly painted some of the Space Roach and its rider, and completed the base for it. I’m trying to be very consistent with the colors on this one. Silver is for machinery and offensive and defense bits: weaponry, the chain mail epaulets and armor tail plates. The fleshy bits get the fleshy bit treatment as I find them. All of the decorative trim will be a deep reddish/copper/gold. I’m going to do more work on the hooded cloak and the metallic parts today. There’s only one bit of the base I’m contemplating changing, although I probably won’t. It’s not visible in these photos, and I’m not entering it in any competitions. Honestly, it probably will never leave the Flat. In the long run, it doesn’t matter anyway. I’m staying inside today. This isn’t the type of weather to go outside and spin poi, no matter how bundled up I am. TinyTown plowed the rest of the streets this morning. The plow reminds me, oddly, of a lobster or shrimp, but I can’t quite put into words why. At least the road will be clear when Shawshank comes home. For the moment, I’ll probably putter about. I’ll put the earbuds in and listen to something in a language I don’t understand (but with a lot of drums and a dance-y beat) and put on makeup. Shawshank comes back for lunch in the afternoon, and then I’ll have the rest of the day to paint some more of my stuff. Like this:Like Loading…Related Posts:Busy WeekendBoiling pointPrick-Waving Dick FightI have no title and I must post. Reply