Life Everything is bleak it’s the middle of the night Shawshank, March 3, 2024 Well, it is snowing out there. It hasn’t really accumulated too much around the flat, because the wind has never died down. I’m monitoring it, cause I’ll be trekking up to Shady Acres a couple of times today. Once, probably around noon, and then probably later in the day just… Continue Reading
Life Buy a yacht with a flag sayin’ “Chillin’ the most” Shawshank, March 2, 2024 Good morning motherfuckers. It is I, the shank of Shaw. I’m a very important person. I also smoked myself into an early bed time last night. I think I crawled into bed about 9. Pippin just wanted to snuggle with me, and I didn’t want to move to let her… Continue Reading
Life A black cherry paradise, half the sugar, twice the spice Shawshank, March 1, 2024 I swear every time we get a grocery delivery, there’s a freakin party line in town, and someone calls it, and says the van is there get EVERYONE and everyone they know to get gas. Perfect. BossLady is checking in the order, TisimBoy is staying as far away from the… Continue Reading
Life Consider this the hint of the century Shawshank, February 29, 2024 Another day, another post. Hello all. It’s bright and sunny, but the wind. The wind just cuts right through you. I had a pretty good sleep last night, I was up just a minute or two before the alarm went off. So I got up and started the day. With… Continue Reading
Life Panoramic view, that’s my point of view, bae Shawshank, February 28, 2024 Sup, bitches? Home again from work. It’s was a quiet day until about an hour and a half when the groceries arrived. So from then on, I was nice and busy. The day goes pretty quickly when you’re busy. Before it got busy, we pretty much just cleaned, organized, and… Continue Reading
Life Stick like toffee, sip like coffee Shawshank, February 27, 2024 Well well, well. Good afternoon, bitches. It’s m, oh hod, it’s only Tuesday. But, at least it’s not Monday. I’m home from work, and from Shady Acres. I had to clean the pellet stove, and move yet another freakin table up from downstairs. HOW MANY TABLES DOES MY MOTHER OWN?… Continue Reading