Six o’clock, T.V. hour, don’t get caught in foreign tower Shawshank, December 31, 2024 Hey hey mothaphukers! What’s shakin? We’re up, and it looks like it’s a chilly one out there this morning. The wind is blowing and everything. I must have slept wrong last night, because I am of a certain age, and can barely turn my head this morning. It’s totes fun for sure. It’s not too bad side to side if I remember that my neck hurts and I do it slowly. I’m off for the next two days. New Year’s Eve, and New Year’s Day. It’ll be nice. Tonight we’re finna have some bison burgers, and fries. Yumtastic! I have no idea if we’re gonna do anything today. And that’s fine if we don’t have a plan. It’s all good. Happy last day of 2024. More coffee! Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
Life And when the band plays “Hail to the chief” September 25, 2022 sunday. Sunday. SUNDAY! Welcome to chore day here at the flat. The kitten is sleeping on the cube, and I’m slowly waking up, watching Dateline. I’m slow to move this morning. I know what I have to do this fine sunny morning, but I just want to sit like a… Read More
Life ‘Cause they’ll never stay home and they’re always alone January 25, 2026 Here I am. Woke. Up by Podrick lumbering over me multiple times. I swear I’m gonna have bruises all over my legs and hip. He is a heavy little bastard. We didn’t do a whole lot of too much yesterday. We headed out to SlightlyBiggerTown town right after I procured… Read More
Life Guess your daddy never told you when you were growin’ up if you’re gonna be dumb, you better be tough April 12, 2026 Well, well, well. It’s Sunday morning, and I had a great sleep. Great. Slept almost all the way through the night. Only got up once. I woke up this morning at 6:40. Pippin was snuggled in between us. I crawl out of bed. It’s cold in The Flat. You see,… Read More