Life Feed it off an aux, speed, grunt, no, strength Shawshank, November 20, 2025 Back to work this afternoon. Also in breaking news, Podrick is a menace. But y’all already knew both those two points. After a nice sleep, and gentle wake up, with nothing knocked over, or pulled down, shit was all over the floor. I don’t think Pippin was this bad, when she was his age. I… Continue Reading
Life Every Friday night there’s a steady cloud of dust that leads back to a field filled with pickup trucks Shawshank, November 19, 2025 So I don’t know if the headphones playing nice quiet stuff helped me fall asleep, or if I fell asleep on my own. I think I might try wearing my old mask, and the new mask over top of it. We’ll see. I’ll have to figure it out, but it’ll be trying stuff before I… Continue Reading
Life I feel it in my fingers I feel it in my toes Shawshank, November 18, 2025 I’m awake. It’s dark out. I slept ok last night. With my neck being really sore and hard to move, it was hard to sleep, and even do something as simple as rolling over, woke me up each time. Every time. Then Podrick started his Podrick things, and I knew I didn’t have long to… Continue Reading
Life You my lil’ suga, I’m yo’ little chulo Shawshank, November 17, 2025 Podrick’s being Podrick this morning. And my neck is locked up. It seems like every winter this happens. It’ll be a few days to a week before I can turn my neck all the way on both sides. Work wasn’t too bad yesterday. It wasn’t too busy, nor too slow. It gave me a chance… Continue Reading
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