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 wasn’t too bad. We only… Continue Reading
Life We’ll be singin’ when we’re winnin’ Shawshank, August 19, 2025 It’s a gray foggy morning here. It kinda looks like Silent Hill out there. But it’s not really. Just foggy. Nothing paranormal here. It actually feels pretty quiet. But the heat is coming. We’re under a heat warning for the next couple of days. It was a little warm in the bed this morning, and… Continue Reading
Life All right, stop whatcha doin’ ’cause I’m about to ruin the image and the style that ya used to Shawshank, August 18, 2025 Good morning. Up early on a day off is never a good thing, but at least I have lots of coffee. Podrick, wasn’t being an asshole this morning. He was just vocal. He was proudly standing on the dresser, and loudly proclaiming that it was morning, and it was time to get up. So up… Continue Reading
Life Now it’s ’95 and they clock me and watch me diamonds shining, looking like I robbed Liberace Shawshank, August 17, 2025 Good morning everyone! It’s a gray, and cool, and windy day out there, perfect for going to work today. Yep, instead of chores, I’ll be slinging gas, propane, and propane accessories all day. Come on down, you’ll be glad you did! Knowing that I had to work today, I did the laundry yesterday. I also… Continue Reading
Life From Mozambique to those Memphis nights, the Khyber Pass to Vancouver’s lights Shawshank, August 16, 2025 Good afternoon to all 2 people that actually read what I write. It’s ok, I understand that what I write is far too advanced for mere mortals to take in and understand – but, please keep at it. You can do it! I was up at the ungodly hour – the hour that should be… Continue Reading
Life No change, I can change I can change, I can change but I’m here in my mold Shawshank, August 15, 2025 I woke up slightly cold, having a hard time breathing, but Pippin was snuggled in the bed with us. Podrick, locked out of the bedroom, because, like his beautiful mother, is a chaos gremlin. He is chaos personified. And he’s rotund. But he’s cute, so we’ll keep him. I have to go and help my… Continue Reading