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Ooh you make my motor run, my motor run

Shawshank, November 4, 2022

Good morning party people! We made it! It’s finally Friyay! A big ol coffee cup salute to this glorious day. All that stands before me and the weekend is today, and the short shift tomorrow! It’s been a long ass week, but I can see the light at the end…

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On a gathering storm comes a tall handsome man

Shawshank, November 3, 2022

Good morning everyone, it’s Thursday. The most useless day of the week. Almost the weekend, but not quite close enough. It’s gray and windy, and currently below freezing out there. I was up early. Around 6. I was woken up because there was a very snuggly kitten looking for a…

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Birds and snakes, and aeroplanes

Shawshank, November 2, 2022

Good morning motherfuckers! welcome to the red headed stepchild, known as Wednesday. Yep, it’s the day that you have to go through, but in the grand scheme of things – means nothing. It’s hump day. You’re moving through the week, but today just feels like 3rd Monday. The sun is…

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Good day sunshine

Shawshank, November 1, 2022

It’s morning, am I supposed to be excited? I woke up at 6. I’m sure Crystal was up even earlier. I fell back asleep for mere minutes at a time, until the alarm went off. Before that, I think it was a good sleep, but I can’t be sure. The…

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Some Alabama-jamma, she my Dixieland delight

Shawshank, October 31, 2022

Good morning all my lovely interweb people. Welcome to another Monday morning. From what I can read over Crystal’s shoulder, she was up early – before sunrise. But technically, technically, and this should make her feel a little better, we got out of bed before sunrise today. So technically, she…

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We about to climb, wild, ’cause it’s about to go down

Shawshank, October 30, 2022

Awake! The kitties let us sleep in until 7:44 this morning. Pippin is trying to get Chaucer to play with him. He’s sitting on the purste chest, trying to stay out of her tromp zone. He just wants a lap to snuggle in. It’s Sunday! Chore day! Crystal has suggested…

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On This Day

  • 1 year ago...
    • Gimme three steps, gimme three steps, mister and you'll never see me no more
  • 2 years ago...
    • Yeah here's a quarter, call someone who cares
  • 3 years ago...
    • Gotta be fresh, gotta go downstairs gotta have my bowl, gotta have cereal
  • 4 years ago...
    • And I saw my reflection in the snow-covered hills
  • 5 years ago...
    • Every time I see you smile
      it’s like I've seen the light

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