Life ‘Cause they love him in London and Paris and Tokyo America, Scotland and Canada and Mexico Shawshank, June 8, 2025 Good gray morning. It’s gray and it’s been rainy, and windy. It’s supposed to be like this all day. I feel bad, it’s grad weekend. No grad parade yesterday. There was tonnes of wind, and it threatened to rain for the day. Didn’t really do too much when I got… Continue Reading
Life Zum Geburtstag viel Glück! 🎂 Shawshank, June 1, 2025 Podricks been a Podrick all morning. The BeautifulOne got up at the ass crack of dawn to take him out and distract home, because tomorrow, I’ll be up at the ass crack of dawn. Yep, for the first time in probably 3 months, I have an opening shift. But thankfully,… Continue Reading
Life She got tricks in the stash, stacking up the cash Shawshank, May 18, 2025 The baby kitty was nice enough to let me sleep in a little bit. So thank you, little guy. Now he’ll terrorize for the next couple of hours, and then crash again. I think my dryer is slowly dying. I’ll have to text the landlord later. I finished using the… Continue Reading
Life But I walk these streets, a loaded six-string on my back Shawshank, May 11, 2025 Here we are, another Sunday. Another group of chores to do this morning. My mind, was firing on all cylinders yesterday, and I actually remembered to pull the bacon out of the freezer. So it’s already defrosted. Fuck yeah! Yesterday? It was a sloth day for sure. We didn’t do… Continue Reading
Life Hoping it’ll take me just a little farther down the line Shawshank, May 4, 2025 Good sunny morning everyone. It’s still sunny, and bright. The wind however, has ramped up a little. Podrick let us sleep in this morning just a little bit. Pippin is happily installed on the back table, and she’s looking out over her queendom. We didn’t do a whole lot of… Continue Reading
Life A saxophone was blowing on a Rock and Roll show Shawshank, April 27, 2025 I don’t know how, but Podrick has figure out how to get on the bed. Some time in the night, he was trying to play with me. And once I rolled over, I felt almost a pin prick of heat. I had to look, and he was cinnamon rolled in… Continue Reading