Life If you drink, don’t drive do the watermelon crawl Shawshank, November 16, 2025 Well, it’s morning. I had to set the alarm last night because, I have to work this morning. I hate when I have to set the alarm. I sleep like shit every time. I was wide awake at 3 this morning, then slept lightly until Podrick was starting up. So, yeah, shit sleep. It’s still… Continue Reading
Life That’s a cocktail waitress in a Dolly Parton wig Shawshank, November 15, 2025 Podrick is running around like an idiot this morning. He wants the birds, and he wants them now. It doesn’t look like he ravaged the Flat in the night. The blankets on the pirate chest were thrown off in the night, so I had to fix those this morning. It’s strange, nothing else was really… Continue Reading
Life Make me walk, make me talk, do whatever you please Shawshank, November 14, 2025 Once again, Podrick was nice and quiet this morning. He let me sleep until 7:30 again. Of course when I walked out to the kitchen and the living room. He knows how to open drawers So after I closed a drawer, and cabinet, and picked up all the crap that he knocked off the bookcase,… Continue Reading
Life And honey, I stay stoned on your love all the time Shawshank, November 13, 2025 Good morning. I slept like the dead. I’m still a little groggy. It was a deep sleep, I think. I put my head down, got comfortable, and then I don’t think I moved until I rolled over. I slid out of bed, and felt my way to the bathroom. Once back into bed, that’s when… Continue Reading
Life Lonestar belt buckles and old faded Levi’s and each night begins a new day Shawshank, November 12, 2025 Podrick, while being good, and letting me sleep, was an asshole as well. Crystal got out of bed to see what the hell he was doing, and he was eating the dried pasta that was to be for dinner last night. We changed our mind, and had something different. We were gonna have it tonight.… Continue Reading
Life A couple of pretty flowers is what I brought to you Shawshank, November 11, 2025 Good morning my southern friends. It’s me, Shawshank. You know, north of the wall. How’s the weather down there? It looks pretty calm right now. But later? Who knows! Podrick was nice enough to let me sleep until about 7:20ish. That seems to be about the time he wants us up nowadays. That pretty much… Continue Reading