Life I always know there’s treasure buried somewhere in the junk Shawshank, March 15, 2026 Good morning my friends! I hope you’re well on this (I think) very cold morning. Perhaps it’s -40 out there. I don’t know. I will consider it sunny, 75°, with just a slight breeze, until it’s proven otherwise. I didn’t have that bad of a sleep. Lately, I’ve been having trouble falling asleep. I can’t… Continue Reading
Life Stronger than a couple hundred bottles of Johnny Red Shawshank, March 14, 2026 Here I am, fam. It’s ya boy. Yeah I was up early today. Opening shift at the shop. It was very slow at the beginning, but TinyTown slowly woke up and needed to buy shit. So we sold the shit. And they were happy with that. Other than that, I went over to Shady Acres,… Continue Reading
Life There’s a real good chance that I’m gonna burn the whole town down Shawshank, March 13, 2026 It’s day light here again. That means Podrick is awake and being an asshole. I was first woken up around 5am, with my brain trying to identify the sounds I was hearing. Once I figured out what he was doing, I was able to get back to sleep. I dozed for about another 40 or… Continue Reading
Life Well, I guess he forgot about the Smoky Mountain rain Shawshank, March 12, 2026 Good morning everyone. It was a bit of a morning. I would’ve been able to sleep a little better, if my nose was unstuffed. Oh, and answer me this: why does everything feel so much hotter when you’re in bed, and then you get out of bed, and you’re bundled up, because it’s so freakin… Continue Reading
Life Well, the road was hot and flat as a ruler good hundred miles between me and Missoula Shawshank, March 11, 2026 It snowed again, in the night. I’ll let that sink in. I believe all of us have, once again, been fooled by false spring. There’s usually 2-3 false springs. So yeah. Fucking false spring. A little bit of bad news yesterday. My gramma has passed away. Early yesterday morning my mom said. She simply just… Continue Reading
Life I always know there’s treasure buried somewhere in the junk Shawshank, March 10, 2026 It’s been a bit of a morning. Podrick was enjoying 4x4ing across my body this morning. He hurts as he lumbers anywhere. What got me out of bed this morning. I finally got somewhat comfortable, surprisingly flat on my back. I could breathe, I wasn’t over heating. Then, Podrick. I swear that he weighs more… Continue Reading