Tag: TinyTown

Policeman taps his shades – is the a Chevy 69?

Posted on by Shawshank

Yep, I slept in. Another pretty good sleep. Out like a light. I moved around a couple of times. Every time I’d stretch out on to Crystal’s side, I’d kinda wake up and reset my myself and move back to my side of the bed.

Sunday, Sunday. I’m up and I can’t believe that my parents left the channel on MSNBC. I’m currently watching SundayToday with Willie Giest.

But I’ll be right back (not that you’ll notice), but the coffee is ready.

My parents want to go grocery shopping today. I’m torn. I want to go for a yummy lunch, but I really just want to relax and do a little bit of nothing, and work on the Book Club this afternoon, plus I have to clean the stove this afternoon.

Needless to say I don’t know what I’m gonna do.

Anyways, happy Sunday everyone. Make it a good Sunday. And do one thing that needs to get done, that you’ve been putting off 🙂

He lives on my block – and he drives an IROC

Posted on by Shawshank

Good morning party people! It’s dark, and looks cold out there. I’m brewing coffee, and I actually beat the pee-recorded weekend morning news show. There’s a show on right now called The Marilyn Denis Show. Quite possibly the most snooze-worth no energy show on the local channel.

Coffees ready!

It should be an ok day today. Short day, and I’ll try and get some inventory stuff online, and also packing up some Christmas stuff. Ain’t no one buy Christmas stuff in January.

I’m ready to greet the day, are you?

What do tigers dreams of?
When they take a little tiger snooze
Do they dream of mauling zebras
Or Hallie Barry in her Catwoman suit

Don’t you worry your pretty striped head
Were gonna get you back to Tyson and your cozy tiger bed

And then were gonna find our best friend Doug
And then were gonna give him a best friend hug
Doug Doug Oh Doug Doug Dougie Doug Doug

But if he’s been murdered by crystal meth tweekers, well then we’re shit outta luck.

Tumble outta bed – and I stumble to the kitchen

Posted on by Shawshank

Good morning beautiful people. We made it, happy Friyay. Is Friday, still a Friday when you work on Saturday? I think that’s a question for the ages. It’s like a chicken or the egg.

I passed right out last night. And I don’t think that I moved at all. I’m pretty sure I woke up in the same position as I fell asleep in.

Coffee.

But now I’m awake, and I’m getting ready to greet the day. I don’t want to, I’d rather go back to bed and sleep in. I haven’t slept in since Montreal.

I hope everyone has a really Good Friday, do that workout, get sweaty. Grab that kitty and dance with them to a funny song. They’ll love the attention. I loves you.

They could careless as long as someone will bleed

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What the hell, America? What’s going on? I feel pretty close to you, and what you did is like out of a movie. It’s not cool.

I spent a couple of hours at work, freaking out for the USA yesterday.

I’m not impressed.

Yep, not impressed at all. Y’all need to get your shit together. The world looks up to you. Don’t you realize that? You’re better than this.

Because the drugs never work – they’re gonna give you a smirk

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Good morning, happy Wednesday. It’s the middle of the week. I just woke up, all I want to do is go back to sleep. I had a good solid sleep. I remember being more tossy turny last night than I’ve been the last few nights. It’s ok, it was a pretty good sleep, all things considered.

The BossLady liked Crystal’s inventory management idea, and I was given a high five for it. I get to transfer everything over to the new system. It’s fun building something from the ground up. And it looks so much more professional. It looks grown up.

I’ll work on it a little each day, and it’s gonna be awesome.

I need coffee. I now have coffee.

Time to greet the day. Enjoy your Wednesday everyone.