Life You’re saying I’m fragile – I try not to be Shawshank, November 5, 2020 Good morning everyone. It’s Thursday. And the United States still hasn’t chosen a new king yet. No one has mentioned how Kanye is doing. I screen shot the electoral college stuff and it didn’t change overnight. Good thing or a bad thing? Has Trump tweeted that he’s won again? But… Continue Reading
Life It’s only me who wants to wrap around your dreams Shawshank, November 4, 2020 Morning. Need coffee. It was an ok sleep. Just not long enough. Fell asleep about a half hour later than normal. And I was out like a light. I was part way to the second hand store yesterday, when my mom called and said my dad needed help out in… Continue Reading
Life If you don’t like who’s in there, vote em out Shawshank, November 3, 2020 Welp, I’ve had better sleeps. It was awesome until around 5 or 6 I think. You see my grandmother has dementia. It was just a bad dream of it getting worse. The terrible thing; I’d wake up, and fall back asleep, and the dream continued. I feel terrible, because in… Continue Reading
Life Oh her flowing skirt is blowing in the transcendental wind Shawshank, November 2, 2020 I’ve been up since 5 this morning. Course that’s probably more like 3 when I first woke up slightly cold, so I got under the covers, where suddenly I was way too warm. The reason why I was up so early was because I took a drive with my dad… Continue Reading
Tiny Town Home Video All of your straight light eyes – wide on my plastic toys Shawshank, November 1, 2020 Aww yiss, son. We’re going to a wedding! And you know it’s gonna be a good one because the grooms “parents” are loaded. I mean they drive Volvo’s. Safety costs a pretty penny. Look at their fancy invitations. Who does that? Don’t people just send out e-invites now? Ain’t they… Continue Reading
Lockup Library Book Club I’ve been locked in your heart-shaped box for weeks Shawshank, November 1, 2020 Ok, time for the next book in the Lockup Library Book Club. As I mentioned in a post last week, I had a dream where Stephen Ling was just a small time writer, that no one had heard of. So this prompted me to push a book back, and read… Continue Reading