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Well, I guess he forgot about the Smoky Mountain rain

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I really feel bad for Crystal, having to deal with the orange meatwad. He’s a morning cat for sure. Crystal did her best, and barred him from the bedroom. I have no idea what time that was, but minutes after she shut him out of the bedroom, my bladder said no no no. You have ta pee. Get up and go. So I got up and went. I was very lucky that Podrick didn’t make it back into the bedroom. I did what I needed to do, and went back to bed, closing the door on my way through.

EDIT: I was not lucky, Podrick got back into the bedroom. I had contained him in the bedroom. Crystal must have kicked him out again, because later, I woke up to Podrick playing his favourite instrument: the door handle.

So I apologize to Crystal for all the trouble I had inadvertently caused this morning. I didn’t mean to. I couldn’t see.

Good morning, my friends. It’s a cold, and dark Monday morning. Another weekend over, and a new months just begun. Welcome to February everyone. Time marches on.

One of the best spots at the Royal Rumble

We didn’t do too much of anything yesterday. I made brunch, and thought really hard about doing the chores. But I’m a lazy asshole, so I didn’t do anything. I played a little bit of Red Dead Redemption, and then before we knew it, I had the truck pre-heating.

We had a good afternoon over at Shady Acres. One of my dad’s friends came over for a visit, and to just see how my dad is doing. I put on the PBR live from Sacramento California. I love the names of the bulls. They’re like the racehorses names before they got boring. My favourite was named NoSlaw ExtraSauce.

I hear her voice in the mornin’ hour, she calls me

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Morning everyone. Even sleep daddy, or for some reason cornfield chase, couldn’t even keep me asleep with the external sounds coming from the bedroom door.

Podrick.

It was an amazing sleep until Podrick decided that it should be time to dig, and play with charging cables. So Crystal did the right thing, and banished Podrick from the bedroom. And that usually works for a while until he deems it time for me to wake up.

Thugga-dugga. Thugga-dugga. Thugga-dugga.

I turned up sleep daddy, and then started the video over again. I think I dozed a little at that point. I remember starting the video, and then I remember that it was just the music. I slept a little at that point.

Thugga-dugga. Thugga-dugga. Thugga-dugga.

Time to get up. I leave the warmth of the bed, and roll into the cold harsh darkness that is the bedroom. I can mostly get dressed with my eyes shut. I leave the warmth of the bedroom, do the bathroom stuff, start the coffee, and I get the bowls to feed the kittens.

Kitties fed!

Yesterday was a nice day. I decided I needed something to do. So I did the laundry. I also have a meat board, and other snacks to make for the Royal Rumble. I have my $5 sports select bet that Joe Hendry will win the rumble. I’m confident. I have my I believe in Joe Hendry shirt on. I’m ready.

With our massive tray of meat, crackers, and various cheeses, we sit down and watch. They’re in Saudi Arabia, so it’s an afternoon pay-per-view. It’s nice to have a WWE show while it’s day light out. Most of the time they start at 7pm. So we watch the women’s rumble to start the show off. Of course the women put on a terrific first match. 30 women, one ring. I think their match lasted about an hour and a half. No big surprises other than the other Bella twin showed up.

Two other matches: AJ Styles vs. Gunther. This was a win or retire match. Guess what happened? AJ was put into a sleeper hold, and with a questionable end, Gunther won. That’s three careers that he’s retired now. They’ve actually trademarked “career killer”.

The next match was Drew McIntyre vs. Sami Zayn. Yawn fest. Sami has never won the big belt. Gee, I wonder why. In my opinion, he’s not a main-eventer. Bro looks homeless. Drew retains.

On to the men’s rumble. Good match, again, no real surprises. El Grande Americano comes out, a couple of wrestlers from Triple AAA. The “original” El Grande Americano comes out and dumps the other El Grande Americano over the top ropes.

JOE HENDRY DOESN’T COME OUT.

He’s not in the rumble.

Doesn’t matter. It was a good pay-per-view. The stadium has questionable lights that made the stadium look almost completely empty. So that was a choice.

Today, since I did the laundry yesterday, is one less thing that I have to do this morning. I still have other chores to take care of. I don’t know if we’ll be going over to my parents. My parents probably spent most of the at the hospital in SlightlyBiggerTown. So that’s kind of up in the air. I told them yesterday that if they’re too tired to make a big dinner, I’ll just come over, bring the wood pellets in, and clean the stove. They don’t need to expend the energy to entertain us and feed us. They just need to rest.

We’ll figure it out. Happy Sunday y’all!

I’m east bound, just watch ol’ Bandit run

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Good morning. Podrick was being Podrick, so I kicked him out of the bedroom. Then I felt a cat jump on the bed. I didn’t really look when I kicked him out of the bedroom. So there was pretty much at 95% chance that he just doubled back and snuck back into the room before I closed the door. In my defence, it was dark, wicked early, and I wear two sleep masks at him.

I can’t see anything.

It was actually Pippin. I can’t remember if she was let out of the bedroom, or if she snuggled up close to Crystal. She only walked across me once. But it was completely different from when Podrick lumbers across me. I fell back asleep. Sleep daddy helped a little this morning. I tried to get back to the library, but found myself in a freak cabin. I probably hit the wrong button on my mask.

Today is the day of the Royal Rumble. A co-worker was joking around yesterday that if he bet $100 that Joe Hendry wins the Rumble he would win $20k. But he said, I only bet what I’m comfortable to lose. Good advice. On a whim, I bet $5 that Joe will win the Rumble. If he does, I’ll take home $875.

I believe in Joe Hendry!

So I keep chasing that same old devil down the same old dead-end highway

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It’s Friyay motherfuckers!

The Beautiful One, Crystal, let me sleep in until 8 this morning. Sleep daddy disappeared in the early morning and I was woke up to being chased through a corn field (iykyk) I hit the back button (I think), and then it it again to find sleep daddy again. I had to open one eye and unlock the phone to find what I was looking for.

I dozed for a while, then slipped back into actual sleep, after Crystal banished Podrick from the bedroom. I was out again, and Crystal probably said to herself, fuck it, might as well let him sleep. So we’re on the couch with some coffee. I looked up at the news and there was Kristi Noem. Great.

Work wasn’t too bad yesterday evening. I filled some propane, and listened to my co-worker bitch that people are coming into the store. How the turns have tabled. Before my meds, I would’ve been the one really annoyed. Now, it’s all good. It truly is what it is. The afternoon and evening moved pretty quickly.

One more 8 hour shift, and I have the weekend off. The Royal Rumble is on Saturday afternoon. Yesterday, I had a thought. Snacks for lunch as we watch. Hopefully, what I have pictured in my mind can translate to real life. I’m sure it won’t, but I’ll do my best to get it to look like what’s in my mind.

Been drinkin’ since a half past noon

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Still dark out when we wake up. Podrick has been up for at least 2 hours. He’s been doing Podrick things. Mostly annoying (I think) Crystal. He clomped across me once or twice I think. He’s just been doing bored Podrick things. Can’t really be mad at him for that. Annoying, yes.

I don’t think I stayed awake too much after the introduction on Sleep Daddy’s sleep video last night. I think I might have heard a little bit of the talk down. But if I did, it wasn’t too much of it.

We actually did something yesterday! We drove to OtherSlightlyBiggerTown. We checked out the local second hand store, where I found a new pair of long underwear. So I’ll try those today when I’m getting dressed. You always can use more layers, when you live north of the wall. Crystal grabbed some tank tops, and other clothes that she saw that jumped out at her. After that, we headed to the local fast casual restaurant. Burgers and chicken fingers were ordered, and then consumed.

We drove back to TinyTown, stopping at work to grab some hamburger buns, and the creamer that I bought Monday, and I’ve been forgetting each night. We needed it this morning.

‘Twas a really good day yesterday.

Back to work this afternoon!