Life Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can’t you see? Sometimes your words just hypnotize me Shawshank, August 25, 2025 Fuck I was up early – even before the alarm went off. My eyes opened at 4am. My sleep mask, gone, I rolled out of bed as quietly as possible. I got up and fed Pippin and Podrick, standing beside them as they ate. When Pippin was done, I gave… Continue Reading
Life Girl, I don’t need no lifted truck revving loud to pick you up Shawshank, August 24, 2025 It’s bright and sunny outside. A certain orange cat ate part of his favourite toy sometime in the night. It’s missing a bell. We’re all up? And Crystal has fed the kitties. Pippin didn’t want to eat, so it’s sitting in the cupboard, and we’ll see if she wants to… Continue Reading
Life Can I get some fries with that shake-shake boobie? Shawshank, August 23, 2025 I think that Podrick was a little bad this morning, and was shut out of the community early this morning. However, I do remember Pippin perched on my hip at one point. She’s so light, but her feet can really dig in. By the time you read this, they’ve been… Continue Reading
Life Pump it up a little more get the party goin’ on the dance floor Shawshank, August 22, 2025 It was just bright and sunny out, I swear! Now, looking out the window, it’s gray, and slightly breezy. But I think for the next little bit, it’ll be nice and sunny for the next little bit. Finally, we’re getting our summer. I did the laundry yesterday. You see the… Continue Reading
Life The things, you say your purple prose just gives you away the things, you say you’re unbelievable Shawshank, August 21, 2025 Let’s see if my featured image actually shows up on the post. The WordPress/Jetpack app has seriously dropped in quality over the last couple of years. Half the time I get connection errors every day. Then it’ll say it’s uploaded a picture, but show a broken image in its place…. Continue Reading
Life On a hot summer night would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses? Shawshank, August 20, 2025 Good humid morning you fucking rock stars. It’s gray and foggy out there, and that means a wicked hot day is coming. Crystal says a high of 91°. It’s gonna be a scorcher for sure. Yesterday was wicked warm, and I think it only hit like 80. Yesterday at work… Continue Reading